The Courtship of Buffy Summers

The blonde sighs and rubs her forehead to try and make the headache go away. She’s been like this all week. The stress of finals is upon all the students at Sunnydale High, and some are taking it a lot worst then others. Buffy wants to do good. Sure studying has never been her thing, but she wants to pass all of her classes with good grades. ‘I just can’t wait for it to be over,’ she thinks as she slams the history book shut.


“You’re never going to learn anything if you keep closing the books,” Willow says and looks up from her math book. She’s been trying to help Buffy, but the blonde doesn’t want any help. She wants to do this on her own even though it feels impossible. The redhead decided to come over for emotional support, and maybe talk to the blonde into letting her help.


“I know, but my head hurts so bad from reading this stupid book. All of the letters are starting to look the same,” she whines and looks over at her friend. It’s been two weeks since she had that talk with Willow, which means it’s been one week and six days since she had that talk with her mother. She’s still totally confused about what she wants to do, and she knows it’s a big part of why she’s so stressed out.


“Come on, Buff, it isn’t so bad. It’s just American History, it’s mostly just memorizing dates and names.” The blonde groans at the thought, and rests her forehead on the cover of the book. The ginger girl smiles and puts her pencil down. “I’m sure Faith knows just what to do to make your headaches go away.” Buffy groans again and Willow’s eyebrows furrow a little. She definitely wasn’t expecting that reaction. “Trouble in paradise?”


“Sort of,” Buffy mumbles into the cover of the book. She lifts her head up and looks at Willow with very tired eyes. “It’s not her, it’s me and I’m not just saying that. I thought I was ready to be with her, but then my mom decided it was time for us to have one of those very awkward, slightly embarrassing mother-daughter talks, and now I’m not so sure.” She picks up her number two pencil and starts doodling in her notebook.


“Have you talked to Faith about it?” the redhead asks and continues to work about the geometry problem. The two haven’t had much spare time the last couple of weeks so they haven’t gotten a chance to talk about the Faith situation. The redhead didn’t want to assume that anything has happened between the two. Assuming things like that can be bad.


“No. The last time we talked about it was when I called her and told her I was ready, but still not sure when we’d be together like that. She’s been very respectful, and she hasn’t tried to make me do anything that I don’t want to. Like a couple days ago things got a little hot and heavy, but she stopped before we went too far. She wants it to be special, you know? She doesn’t want it to be something that just happens.


“And it makes me love her even more, and it makes me want to be with her even more. But at the same time I keep thinking that once I do this I can’t take it back. I think I’m so ready, and so sure of what I want, but what if it happens and then I regret it? I don’t want to regret it. She loves me, and I love her and I don’t want to regret anything that we do together. I’m just so confused.” She slams her face down on the book and it quiet for a few seconds. “Ow.” She lifts her head up and rubs her sore nose.


“Wanna know what I think?” Willow says and smiles a little when Buffy nods her head with a little pout on her face. “I think you should stop worrying about it until after finals. Right now you need to concentrate and study or you won’t be able to take the tests with a clear head. I think it would make things easier if you put this subject on the back burner and then worry about it when summer vacation starts. You’ll have all the time in the world to think about it then.” Buffy gets a sad look on her face and sighs a very heavy sigh.


“Yeah, I’ll have all the time in the world to think about it while I’m in L.A.,” she says and Willow gives her a confused look. “It was part of the custody agreement when my parents got divorced. My mom gets me during the school year but I spend the summer with my dad. My mom said that my dad is really looking forward to seeing me and Dawn again, and I don’t want to let him down. But I don’t want to go away and spend three months without Faith.”


“A lot can happen in three months,” the redhead says and Buffy gives her a ‘I can’t believe you just said that’ type of look. “I’m just saying three months is a long time and a lot can happen. You could meet someone else in L.A. and fall head over heels, and then break up with Faith to be with the other person. Or you could realize that Faith is the one for you and spend the rest of your life with her.”


‘Spend the rest of my life with her? I haven’t even thought about doing that.’ Yes you have. ‘What did I say about you being a narrator and staying out of my business?’ You’re just pissed because I know everything about you. ‘You so do not know everything about me.’ When you were five you swallowed a live goldfish for ten dollars. ‘Ok, so you know one very embarrassing thing. That doesn’t prove you know everything about me.’ Yes it does. ‘Ok then what I am thinking right now?’ You want me to burn in hell. ‘Lucky guess.’


Before she can respond to the redhead, there’s a small knock on the door. Both girls look over as it opens and see the girl in question walk in the room. For a few seconds time stops for the blonde. Faith looks so good dressed in her black shirt with a picture of Buddha and in the middle right over Faith’s breasts it says ‘rub here for good luck’. She also has on some dark jeans, and her sunglasses are pulled back to the top of her head, holding her hair back out of her face. She smiles as she looks over at the blonde, and then time starts up again.


“Hey B, Red,” she says and sits down on the edge of the bed. “I came to rescue you from the study session. I know how much reading gives you a headache.” The blonde girl smiles and giggles a little bit, but the redhead just rolls her eyes. ‘Faith walks in the room and it’s like Buffy doesn’t even notice anything else.’ “Your mom wants me to tell you lunch is almost ready, and if you want you can take a little break from the book learnin’.”


“Thank God,” Buffy says and gets up from her desk. She sits down on the bed and leans over to give Faith a little kiss on the lips. “We’ve been studying forever and my head really hurts.” The blonde pouts to the brunette and Faith can’t help but smile. “Do you think you can kiss it all better?” They both smile mischievous, flirtatious smiles. As they start to lean towards each other to share a passionate kiss they hear someone cough. They look over at see Willow looking very uncomfortable.


“I’m just gonna go,” she says and doesn’t listen to the other two as they protest for her to stay. “It’s ok. My mom wanted me home half an hour ago anyway. I’ll see you tomorrow at school. Don’t forget to study.” She gives the blonde a little wink before she walks out the door and closes it behind her.


Buffy looks a little sad when the door closes with a small click. She didn’t meant to chase the redhead away, but at the same time she’s a little glad that she went because now she can spend some alone time with Faith. ‘I still need to tell her that I won’t be here for the summer. I know that when I tell her I’m going to get upset and probably start crying and I don’t want to cry in front of her.’


“Hey, what’s with that depressed look?” the brunette asks and gently rubs the blonde’s back. All Buffy does is pout and avoid eye contact. “Ah, come on, don’t pout like that.” ‘I can’t believe she’s talking in a baby-voice. It’s so cute, but so out of character.’ “Come on wittle Buffy, you know you wanna smile. Come on, show me the smile.” She can’t help it as the corners of her mouth start to turn up. “There it is, I knew you could do it.” She gently pushes Faith by the shoulder and lets out a little giggle.


“You’re such a dork.” She lays down on the bed and looks up at Faith. Both girls have little smiles on their faces. They haven’t had much time to just hang out together since finals are putting a strain on everybody. “I just remembered that I’m going to L.A. to visit my dad, and I won’t be back until August.” Faith’s smile drops a little and she gives Buffy a questioning look. It makes the blonde feel very guilty.


“That sucks,” she says and lays down next to the blonde. “But I get it. I mean, I used to go to L.A. once a month for a week to visit my brother. I can always visit you. It’s not like you’re going out of the country or anything.” The blonde smile at her and the brunette leans over and gives her a little kiss on the lips.


“I’m going to miss you so much,” Buffy says and kisses Faith again. This kiss is more intense then the last. It lasts longer and leaves both girl breathless. They don’t pull back until the need for oxygen overrides their need to feel one another. “It’s going to suck knowing that you’re not a phone call away.” They look into each other’s eyes for a few moments and time stops for both of them. ‘It’s almost insane how much I love her,’ the blonde thinks and leans in for another kiss.


She wraps her arms around Faith’s neck as the other girl rolls onto her side. She places a hand on the blonde’s side and gently caresses her. The feeling of Faith’s hand on her body makes Buffy moan and she slowly pulls the other girl on top of her. ‘God, she’s making me want her so bad,’ the blonde thinks and wraps her arms from around Faith’s neck. They continue to kiss, the passion and intensity growing with ever sigh, and moan, and Buffy reaches down and slowly pulls up her skirt.


‘I want her, I want her so bad,’ she thinks and wraps her legs around Faith’s waist. Her thighs tighten around the other girl’s hips and she feel the zipper of Faith’s jeans pressed against her hot, wanting center. Then Faith pulls back and looks deeply into Buffy’s eyes. No words are spoken, or even thought of. As Buffy looks into Faith’s she gets a feeling deep in the pit of her stomach. Then the look in the brunette’s eyes change.


Then suddenly they’re kissing as if they’re trying to devour each other. There’s more want, and need in this kiss then any they’ve shared before. Faith presses her body more into the blonde’s and it causes them both to moan. The smaller girl presses herself against the zipper of the brunette’s pants. She isn’t expecting it when the brunette slowly thrusts against her, and it makes her moan loudly, and shudder.


The blonde tightens the grip of her thighs as they start a very slow rhythm together. So far their hands have been staying put but now they’re starting to wander. Buffy’s hands make their way down Faith’s back and then up her shirt. She gently scratches at the hot skin, and moans loudly when the brunette thrusts a little harder into her. She pulls back from the kiss when she needs air, but she doesn’t open her eyes.


Faith’s lips instantly attach to Buffy’s neck, and she starts to softly suckle on the hot and wanting flesh. The blonde’s short nails scrape against Faith’s soft skin, and the brunette moans deeply. Her hands wander down to the other girl’s thighs, and she kneads at the soft flesh that’s covering the surprisingly strong muscles. Buffy’s muscles relax at the feel but then contract again when Faith gently nips at her throat.


Then the brunette’s right hand goes further up the smooth leg. Faith lifts off of Buffy just enough to make enough room for her hand to fit in between their bodies. She feels the blonde shiver when her fingertips lightly brush against the cotton underwear. ‘Fuck, she’s so wet, it’s practically leaking through her panties,’ she thinks as she pushes the underwear aside. There’s too much want and desire for her to get off the blonde and actually take the underwear off.


“Buffy, dear, lunch is ready,” her mother calls out from the other side of the door. Faith jumps off the blonde as if she were burned. Both girls are flushed, panting and a little sweaty. Buffy finishes straightening her skirt only seconds before her mom opens the door. Joyce looks from one girl to the other and decides to ignore their appearances. “Faith, you’re welcome to join us if you like.”


“Sounds great, Mrs. Summers,” the brunette says and runs a hand through her hair. The older blonde smiles and gives Faith a little wink. She leaves the door open when she leaves. Faith sits down on the chair in front of Buffy’s desk. “Man, that was close.” The blonde looks at her and nods her head. She’s so turned on she can barely see straight. She’s dizzy from the lack of oxygen, and her clit is throbbing, and it actually hurts.


“Yeah, close. For a second there I thought we were going to...” she trails off and leaves the rest up to Faith. She isn’t sure what type of answer she’s expecting, but she has a feeling that if Faith says the wrong thing then she’ll be crushed. ‘Metaphorically speaking.’ She watches as the brunette seems to withdraw within herself.


“Uh, yeah. Kinda got caught up in the heat of the moment,” she says and watches as the look in Buffy’s eyes changes. She can’t be sure, but she thinks she saw tears welling in those hazel eyes. She’s about to ask her what the problem is but the blonde gets up and starts talking before she can.


“I guess we better head downstairs before my mom comes back up here,” she says and slowly walks out of the room. Faith follows not far behind, but Buffy isn’t really paying attention. ‘So that’s all it was to her, the heat of the moment? She almost, I mean, we almost had sex and it’s just because the heat of the moment? Maybe sleeping with her would be a mistake. Maybe I’m not as ready as I thought I was.’