The Three of Us

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The next Monday, Buffy stood in the middle of the training mats, her chest heaving, sweat dripping into her eyes. Her t-shirt was soaked through, and little rivulets of sweat trickled down her arms. Faith stood opposite her staring wide eyed at the growing bruise on Buffy’s arm. “B,” she whispered, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to hit that hard.” She reached forward and gently turned the hurt arm towards her. Buffy winced as the arm moved and Faith quickly dropped it. “Sorry,” she whispered as she stared at the floor.

“It’s okay Faith,” Buffy was reaching for the dark slayer with her good arm. Faith looked up when she felt the familiar buzz as Buffy touched her. “It’s okay,” she smiled at her girlfriend. “Sometimes in training, people get hurt.” Faith scrunched her forehead as Buffy turned away. “I’m just gonna sit for a minute and catch my breath,” she said as she slowly lowered herself onto the bench along the wall. She closed her eyes and leaned back into the coolness of the concrete. Faith watched every move intently. “Buffy cracked an eye open, “Come, sit.” She patted the bench beside her. Faith moved from where she had been contemplating the blond, to sit next to her. “What’s bothering you?” Buffy asked as the dark slayer sat.

Faith looked at the blonde, weighing her thoughts. She sighed and looked away for a moment. “A couple a’ things,” she said quietly. She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her thighs, and clasping her hands. “Mostly about you.” The words hung in the air between them.

Buffy sat up, away from the wall, and looked at the dark slayer. The tension was pouring off the dark slayer in waves. “What about, me, is bothering you?”

Faith rolled her eyes, and sat back. She stared up at the ceiling for a few moments, before turning to face Buffy. “This,” she passed her open hand in front of her girlfriend. “We’ve been trainin’ for ten minutes, and yer soaked. I ain’t even started to break a sweat yet. We hardly got started, and you gotta rest.”

“Well you just walloped me on the arm!”

Faith’s gaze dropped to the floor, “That’s another thing; I’ve been pullin’ my punches for the last three days.”

“What?”

Faith looked at her girlfriend with worried eyes, “I been slowin’ down, and pullin’ my punches. That one,” she pointed at Buffy’s arm, “was only half as hard as it coulda been.”

Buffy sat straight up and stared at the dark slayer, “Why?” she demanded.

Faith paused and looked into the hazel eyes focused on her. After a moment she dropped her gaze, blinking, she exhaled audibly. “I didn’t really notice ‘til last Friday. When we were fightin' those three vamps, and I finished two of ‘em off, I could see you strugglin’ with yours. He was a newbie, B. You shoulda dusted him in seconds, not minutes.”

“He wasn’t,” Buffy huffed. “He was really strong and quick.”

Faith turned to look at the blond. After a moment, she spoke, “I could see the holes they crawled outta, one row over.”

“Oh,” Buffy sagged back against the wall. “I have been feeling a little more tired lately.”

“What else?”

Buffy sighed and closed her eyes. She let her breathing slow, before answering. “You’re right; I have been feeling off my game, for the last few days. It’s like I just can’t get anything to work. My mind is moving, but my body can’t follow it.”

“Have you said anythin’ to G-man?” Faith showed hurt in her eyes as she asked the question.

Buffy put her hand on Faith’s shoulder as she answered, “No, this is the first I’ve said to anybody.”

Faith’s head slowly moved up and down in acknowledgment. “I want ya ta talk to him ok?” She waited until Buffy had nodded in response. “The other thing I want,” she paused and looked intently at the blond, “is for you to stop patrollin’.”

“What?” Buffy bolted upright again.

Faith closed her eyes and re-gripped her hands, “Your birthday’s on Wednesday, and Queen C’s comin’ on Friday. I want you to make it for both of those. So, no patrollin’ ‘til we get a handle on what’s wrong.”

Buffy folded her arms across her chest and glared at Faith. “Who died and left you in charge? I can look after myself!”

Faith stared straight back at her, “No, you can’t.” She pointed at Buffy’s bruised arm, “That proves it.”

“That was a lucky shot!” Buffy shot back.

Faith raised an eyebrow, “We both know that ain’t true. Right now I could beat you with both hands behind my back.” Buffy’s eyebrows shot up in disbelief. Faith sighed and looked at the floor again, “I don’t wanna hurt you, but I gotta tell you. I don’t wanna tell you, but I couldn’t live with myself if somethin’ happened to ya. Do you see my point? If the sitch was reversed, would you want me out on patrol, or somewhere safe?”

“No fair using logic.” Buffy sagged back against the wall. “Maybe it’s just the flu or something?”

Faith shrugged, “No one else is sick, and we’re slayers. We don’t get the flu. I’m thinkin’ it’s the somethin’. That’s why you need to talk to G-man.”

“Maybe it’s the slayer flu?”

Faith smiled at her, “I doubt it, but nice try.” Faith’s smile slowly turned into a frown as she sat there.

“Now what?” Buffy asked.

“Did you see Tweed-boy today?” Faith asked, turning back to Buffy.

“Yeah,” she replied. “I saw him this morning, for that study thing he’s got me doing. Why?”

“I ain’t seen him since we had that talk with the rest of the Scoob’s. Did I piss him off, or somethin’?”

Buffy shook her head, “No he hasn’t said anything. What makes you say that?”

Faith shrugged again, “Dunno, it just seems weird. The only time I talk to him, is if he calls the house. Every time I come over here, he’s out or goin’ out.” She paused for a second. Turning to Buffy, she asked, “Does he seem nervous when he's around you?”

Buffy thought about it, “He seems okay, why?”

Faith shook her head, “He seems to be avoidin’ us when we’re together. He’s s’posed to be my watcher too, but he ain’t doin’ a lot of watchin’, that’s all.”

“Yeah,” Buffy agreed. “That’s true. I’m not really all that awake in the morning when I’m here. So I haven’t really noticed.” She thought about it for a few moments. “He’s here when I am, but he seems to spend a lot of time in the kitchen or somewhere else.” She furrowed her brow, “He gives me instructions, and then disappears. He sticks his head in occasionally, to see if I’ve fallen asleep or something.”

“And you don’t think that’s weird?”

“Well,” the blond looked down. “Now that you mention it, it is a little off for him. Any other time I’ve studied with him, he’s been hanging over me like a vulture.”

Faith smiled, “There’s somethin’ I’d like to see.” She knelt on the bench and hunched over Buffy’s shoulder, causing the blond to laugh. “That’s better B,” she ran her hand gently along Buffy’s face. “I like that look on you.” Faith dipped her head and kissed Buffy. She pulled Buffy’s lower lip into her mouth and demanded entrance with her tongue. They pulled apart after a few minutes, both flushed and breathing hard. Faith sat back and pulled the blond into her lap. “Are you gonna be okay with me handlin’ patrol?”

Buffy looked up at the worry in the dark slayer’s eyes, “Do I have a choice?”

“Umm, no.”

Buffy shrugged, “Then I guess I’m stuck at home.”

“Nah,” Faith answered after a moment. “We’ll come here first, and I’ll go from here. That way you can sit with Red ‘n Blondie, and G-man.”

Buffy’s eyes narrowed, “You mean they can watch me, so I don’t sneak out.”

Faith coughed slightly, “No, I didn’t mean that at all.”

Buffy smiled up at her girlfriend, “Like I’m gonna believe that!” Faith smirked slightly, and leaned down to kiss Buffy again. “You certainly make me believe in that, though.” Buffy grinned when they stopped. She sat up and looked at the dark slayer. “It’s okay Faith, I’ll talk to Giles about what’s happening, but I’ll just stay home with Mom and Dawn. I promise I won’t sneak out, okay.”

Faith nodded, “Yeah, cause if somethin’ happened to you, Queen C would kill me. Not ta mention four or five others who’d want a crack at it.”

Buffy smiled and quickly kissed her, “I do have my admirers, don’t I?”

Faith groaned and shook her head. “On that note I’m gonna train some more. You wanna hold the pads for me?” Buffy nodded and the two Slayers stood, and headed back out onto the mats.

Faith stood in the center of the floor and waited for Buffy to pick up the pads. When the blond had settled into a defensive position, Faith, spoke, “You ready?” At Buffy’s nod, Faith started to throw jabs and follow her around the room. The smack of fists on leather interspersed with grunts, echoed around the basement. After ten minutes had passed, Faith stopped. There was a light sheen of sweat adding to the glow of her skin. “Take the pads off,” she asked Buffy.

“I’m good,” the blond huffed.

“Uh-huh,” Faith replied sarcastically. “Show me yer hands.”

Buffy sighed, pulled the pads off, and tossed them onto the ground. “”See?” She held her bright red palms up to Faith. “Are you happy now?”

“No,” the dark haired girl whispered. “I want you to be okay. I need you to be alright. I ain’t worried,” she looked at the blond, “I’m scared.”

Buffy sighed, and looked to the floor. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t take it out on you, but I’m scared too.”

Faith nodded and held out her arms. Buffy stepped into the encircling warmth and slid her arms around Faith’s waist. Faith pulled Buffy in tight, “We’ll get through this, k?”
“Together,” Buffy murmured into Faith’s shoulder.

Joyce looked back and forth at the two slayers. They had been subdued since they returned from training. ‘Buffy’s birthday is in two days, she’s usually bouncing off the walls by now.’ she thought. ‘Dawn hasn’t even been able to get a rise out of her, and Faith is just as quiet as she is. I wonder what’s going on.’ “So,” the three girls jumped when she spoke. “What’s going on?” Faith quickly shot a look at Buffy, who was staring wide eyed at her mother. Joyce waited for a moment, “Well?”

“Uh,” Buffy started to speak, then quickly closed her mouth. She started to look around the room, while her mind rapidly went into overload. “Umm, nothing?” she said. Faith groaned and Joyce’s left eyebrow slowly started to arch.

“No,” Mrs. Summers began, “That’s not going to cut it.” Dawn’s head was moving back and forth watching the start of the discussion between her mother and sister.

Faith reached across and placed her hand over Buffy’s, “B,” she said quietly, “She needs to know.”

“Know what?”

Buffy closed her eyes and her head drooped. Time slowly ticked past. She could feel the support from Faith and the curious stares from her mother and sister. She opened her eyes and looked up from the table. She glanced from her mother, to Dawn, and then to Faith, who gave her a slight nod. A small sigh escaped her lips, “There’s something wrong with me.”

“Duh,” Dawn chortled. “You’re just figuring that out now?”

Buffy shook her head, “No this is serious. I think I’m loosing my slayer powers.”

“What?” Joyce and Dawn yelled. “What are you talking about Buffy?” her mom demanded.

Buffy gripped Faith’s hand a little tighter. “It seems to have started a few days ago. I’m not as strong, or as quick as I was last week.” She paused for a moment, “Faith noticed it on Friday, when we were on patrol. I was trying to ignore it and hope it cleared up, but it hasn’t yet.”

Joyce took a few seconds to process the information before speaking, “What did Rupert say?” She blinked, “I mean, Mr. Giles, what did he say?”

Buffy shrugged, “I haven’t told him yet.”

Joyce’s brow shot up, “What do you mean you haven’t told him yet? What are you waiting for?”

Faith cleared her throat to interrupt, “She only sees him when she goes to study. We haven’t seen much of him this last week. She’s gonna tell him in the morning.”

“You haven’t seen him?” Joyce was getting incredulous. “What the hell are you doing when you go over there everyday?”

“He tells Buffy what he wants us to do, or he leaves a note. I seen him a coupla times, but he was just goin’ out the door. It’s weird, actually. Almost like he doesn’t wanna be around us or somethin’.”

“We do the training like we’re supposed to, mom,” Buffy spoke up. “It’s like if he’s away for a few days, we’ve still got to train.” Joyce nodded quietly, watching her daughter.

“I think they’re just making out in Giles’ basement,” Dawn smirked.

Faith’s arm whipped across the table and smacked the young brunette lightly, “She might be losin’ her powers, but I ain’t.”

“Yeah, yeah, just watch the hair,” Dawn pouted.

Buffy looked between her sister and her girlfriend with a wan smile. “I’ll talk to Giles in the morning, and then we’ll figure this out, and I’ll be back to being me in no time.”

“What about your slaying duties?” Joyce looked earnestly at her daughter.

“I’m goin’ to look after that,” Faith answered. “We talked about it, ‘n decided I’d do patrols ‘til we figure out what’s goin’ on.”

“Good,” relief flooded through Joyce. “Thank you Faith.”

“No problem,” the dark slayer smiled at her. “I want her safe too.”

“I know,” Joyce smiled warmly at the dark slayer. “Well, no time like the present. I’ll be back in a moment.” She stood and walked out of the dining room and went upstairs.

The three girls looked at each other curiously. “Do you know what that’s about?” Buffy asked. Both Faith and Dawn shook their heads no.

“I was going to wait until your birthday,” Joyce said as she came back into the room. She was carrying two bags in her hand. She handed the red one to Buffy, “Your birthday gift.” She placed the yellow bag in front of Faith, “Your ‘welcome to the family gift’.”
Faith looked at the bag, then up at the rest of the family, “Thanks.” she looked back to the bag and slowly reached out to it. She jumped at Buffy’s shriek of joy, and stared at the blonde waving a little pink thing around.

“Thanks mom,” Buffy jumped out of her chair and ran over to hug her mother. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

Joyce smiled and returned the hug. “Well, Faith, your turn.”

Faith reached into the bag and pulled out a small black object, similar to Buffy’s. She looked at it for a moment, and slowly turned it over in her hands.

“It’s a cell phone!” Dawn chirped. “How come they get phones and I don’t?”

Joyce rolled her eyes, “You will honey, when it’s time.”

Faith had a small smile on her face as she inspected the phone, “Is it on the same plan as Queen C’s?”

“Yes,” Joyce answered with a smile. “It’s got three way calling and you can call her any time at no charge. This will save me a fortune in long distance.”

Buffy hugged her mother again, “Thank you mom, you’re the greatest!”

“Yeah,” Faith said in a small voice. “Thank you Mrs. S. This is terrific.” There was a catch in her voice as she spoke. She slowly got up from her chair and moved to where Joyce was sitting. She leaned forward and awkwardly wrapped her arms around the woman. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome Faith.” She smiled up at her. “Nobody has ever really given you anything just because, have they?” Faith just stood there looking at the phone and shook her head. Joyce stood and put her hands on the dark slayer’s shoulders. “You are a member of this family, Faith, and we want you to be here, alright?” Faith nodded in response. “Good,” Joyce turned to Buffy, “You two can go, and Dawn and I will clean up what’s left of dinner.”

“Thanks, Mrs. S!”, “Thanks, Mom!” the two slayers were already heading up the stairs.

Dawn looked up from the table at her mother, “Why do I always get the ‘quality’ one on one parent time?”

Joyce smiled at her youngest girl, “Because I can still do things with you, even if it is dishes.”

Dawn sighed, and slowly started to get up from the table, “I guess.”

An hour later, the two slayers stood at the front door. Buffy watched as Faith pulled on her duster, and started her ritual of arranging her weapons. She watched quietly, bouncing lightly in place.

“You wanna cut that out?” Faith looked at her with a smirk on her face. “You’re drivin’ me nuts, bouncin’ all over like that.”

“Like what?” Buffy furrowed her brows as she answered.

Faith smiled at her, “When yer nervous, you start to bounce. Yer like a freakin’ rubber ball.”

“I am not!” Buffy folded her arms across her chest.

Faith leaned in and gently brushed her lips against the blond. “You are, and I think it’s cute.”

“Don’t try and sweet talk me,” she huffed. “I’m just worried about you going out there by yourself.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Faith had stopped adjusting her coat and just stared at the blond.

Buffy rolled her eyes and blew out her breath, “Nothing, it just means I’m worried. I know you can handle yourself, it’s just that I’ll worry ‘til you get back.”

“I’m just yankin’ your chain, B,” Faith smiled at her. She reached out and cupped Buffy’s cheek with her hand, “If it was the other way around, I’d feel the same way.” She kissed Buffy again, “I gotta go, I won’t be long, okay?”

“Ooh, ooh,” Buffy jumped. “Have you got your phone?”

Faith quickly patted the pockets of her duster, “Yeah, here it is.” She pulled it out of the pocket and checked to see that it was turned on. “Yup, all charged and ready to go.”

Buffy smiled at her, “Maybe I’ll call you while you’re out there?”

“Nah,” Faith had another smirk on her face. “I probably won’t hear it for all the noise at the Bronze.”

“What?” Buffy yelped, and Faith laughed. The blond threw her bottom lip out in a pout, “You’re making fun of me again.”

“Yah think?” Faith smiled. “I’ll be quick, I promise.”

“Okay, I’ll be waiting for you.”

The dark haired slayer, smiled, kissed her girlfriend, then stepped through the door, closing it behind her. Buffy rested her forehead against the door, “Be careful.”

Faith was heading toward Wakefield Cemetery, a small smile on her face. ‘I wonder what I’d be like if I grew up with a family like that?’ she thought. ‘It woulda made a difference, that’s for sure. But then would I still be me? Or would I be somebody else? Fuck that’s gonna take too much thought.’ She looked up as she got close to the entrance of the cemetery, and saw two men walk out and turn her way. ‘Hmm,’ she thought. ‘They don’t feel like vamps, or demons.’ They eyed each other warily as they passed under the street lamp. ‘Weird,’ crossed her mind, ‘both those guys smell like Old Spice, and are wearing far too much tweed. I’ll have to check with G-man ‘n see if anybody from the Council is in town.’ She turned to enter the cemetery, and dropped everything from her mind as she went into Slayer mode.

‘Fuck,’ she thought, ‘that was a bust. Nada, but a couple piles a dust.’ She looked up the street, where the two men had she had seen earlier had gone. ‘I’m startin’ to get a bad feelin about this.’ Her brows furrowed in concentration. She thought of calling Giles again, to see if he was home yet. ‘Nah,’ she thought, ‘I’ll probably see him tomorrow, I’ll be sure to talk to him then.’ With that, she continued on her patrol.
Faith stood on the doorstep of the Summers’ house and fished in her pocket for the key. She quietly opened the door and slipped inside. She could see Buffy, sitting on the couch, silhouetted in the dancing light of the TV.

“Hey,” she said quietly.

“Yeeek!” Buffy shrieked and leapt to her feet, staring wildly at Faith. “Jesus, Faith!” she clutched at her chest, “Are you trying to scare me to death?”

Faith blinked, her mouth hanging half open. After a moment, she caught herself, “Sorry B, I thought you heard me come in.” She walked over to the blond and pulled her into her arms. The two held on to each other for a few moments. “You didn’t hear me, did you?” Faith whispered.

Buffy had her head buried in Faith’s shoulder, “No,” she whispered.

“Did you feel the connection?” Buffy just nodded no in response. “K, that’s somethin’ else ya gotta tell G-man.” Buffy nodded again. Faith pulled back from the hug, keeping her arms around the blond, “Patrol was a bust, I didn’t see a damn thing ‘cept for two guys, wearin’ a lotta tweed.”

“Tweed?” Buffy was looking at Faith now.

“Yeah,” she nodded. “They smelt like Old Spice, and were wearin’ a awful lot of tweed. Has G-man said anythin’ about the Council bein’ in town?”

“No,” she replied. “But, even if they are, they may not have told him.”

“Great,” Faith sighed. “It’s gonna be tough ta keep a low profile, with you outta commission.” She furrowed her brow for a moment. “Do you think G-man ratted me out, and they’re here lookin’ for me?”

Buffy thought about it for a moment, “No, I don’t think he would. He knows you don’t want them to know, and if he did, you’d kill him before you left.”

“I wouldn’t kill him, B,” a wicked grin crossed her face. “But he’d definitely be hurtin’ when I was done.”

“I think he gets that point.”

Faith let go of her girlfriend, “C’mon, lets get somethin’ to eat, I’m starved.”

They started to walk towards the kitchen, “What about the other H?” Buffy asked.

“I was hopin’ you’d help me with that too.” Faith threw over her shoulder.

“Ask me nicely, and we’ll see.” the blond shot back.

Faith put her now empty plate in the dishwasher, and glanced at the clock, “So much for the ‘Hungries’, you gonna help me with the ‘Hornies’?”

Buffy smiled, “Remember the ‘New Rules’?”

Faith leaned against the island and looked at her girlfriend with a smouldering leer, “I ain’t gonna tell, if you don’t.”

The blond hopped off of her chair and wrapped her arms around Faith, “Sounds like a plan to me.”

Faith scooped her up in her arms, and headed towards the stairs. “You can always tell her I overpowered you, and took advantage.”

Buffy laughed and gently kissed Faith, “I don’t think she’ll buy that one either!”

Faith laid Buffy down gently, on the bed, “You’re probably right, so, no screamin’ my name in the throes of passion.”

Buffy giggled, “Yeah, right. I’m the only one that screams.”

Faith shrugged and slowly started to pull her tank top off. Buffy just watched as Faith started to appear from under her clothes. She leaned back on her elbows and memorized each bit of flesh as it showed. Faith shook her hair loose after she pulled her shirt off, her breasts swayed with the motion, “You like?”

“Very.”

Faith smiled warmly, and reached for the button on her leathers, “Did you wanna watch, or help?”

“Watching’s good.”

Faith nodded and popped the button. She slowly peeled the leather from her legs, turning sideways, for Buffy to watch her in profile. She tossed the pants to the side and turned back to Buffy, “Yer a tad overdressed, B.” She stepped towards the blond, “You think we should do somethin’ about that?” She straddled her, and looked down at the blonde; she licked her lips and lowered her head to take Buffy’s mouth with her own. Buffy parted her lips and let Faith’s tongue in, to explore her mouth. She raised her hands and gripped the dark slayer’s hips, felling the muscles under the silken skin flex, as Faith pushed her hips into the blonde. Her fingers trailed up her ribcage and around the swell of Faith’s breasts. She spread her hands open, and moved her thumbs overtop of Faith’s hardening nipples. The dark slayer sat up with a moan, Buffy’s thumbs started to roll around the pert buds. Faith reached out with her hands and grabbed the hem of Buffy’s shirt, “Off,” she moaned. Buffy let go of Faith, and sat up slightly. Faith whipped the shirt off of her and dropped back down to kiss her again. She trailed a line of kisses across her jaw, and down her neck. She stopped, and nipped Buffy’s pulse point, eliciting a moan from the blond. Buffy had wrapped her hands in Faith’s hair, but she was following, not guiding. Faith’s tongue slid out of her mouth, and she dragged it across Buffy’s left breast until it came in contact with her nipple. She pulled her tongue in, and wrapped her lips around the stiff nub, Buffy’s head went back into the mattress and she moaned. Faith sucked the nipple through her teeth, and Buffy arched her back, pushing her breast into Faith’s mouth. She obliged, by sucking in as much as she could and lashing the nipple with her hard tongue. Buffy fell back onto the bed when Faith released her. She trailed her tongue across to the right one and repeated the process. She sat up, and leaned forward to capture Buffy’s mouth with her own again. Their tongues wrestled each other, not for dominance, but because they wanted to. Faith shifted to her left side and placed her right leg over top of Buffy’s. The blond’s thighs automatically parted to let the dark slayer’s in. The two of them started to move against one another, rocking back and forth, their breasts rubbing and tongues duelling. Faith broke off the kiss and looked at her girlfriend under her. Buffy could see emotions flitting across the dark eyes. They showed fear, caring, and what Buffy thought might be love. They vanished quickly, replaced by a gaze of wanton desire. Buffy smiled at the dark slayer, and leaned forward to kiss her again. It mirrored her own worries and needs. Faith pulled away slightly her breath ragged, a small smile at the corner of her lips. She started to work her way down the blond’s body, one lip imprint at a time. She tasted the salty tang of their mixed sweat; she dipped her tongue into Buffy’s belly button, causing the blond to inhale through her teeth. Faith smiled and grasped the waistband of Buffy’s bottoms, as she slowly moved down and off the bed, they followed her descent. When they pooled at her ankles, Buffy kicked them free. Faith sat on her haunches and looked between Buffy’s thighs, across her toned stomach, past her heaving chest to her supple neck. A warm smile crossed her face, and she reached for Buffy’s knees. She gently parted them and stared at the honeyed apex. She moved to her own knees, and kissed the left one of Buffy; she turned to the right and kissed it. Slowly in turn, she worked her way up the trembling thighs. Placing one leg over each shoulder, she grasped Buffy’s hips and pulled her towards her. Buffy closed her eyes and sighed as she moved down the covers. Faith dipped her head and ran her tongue along the edge of Buffy’s thighs and past her pussy. She could smell the musk of the excited blond. On the third pass her head dropped down and she lightly ran her tongue along Buffy’s engorged lips. A moan crept out of the panting blond. Faith smiled to herself and pulled Buffy apart with her thumbs, exposing her. Her tongue darted out and gently circled Buffy’s clit. The blond gripped the bedcovers, and her head rolled to the side. Faith pushed her tongue deep inside, and slowly pulled it out. Buffy’s hips automatically followed the dark slayers tongue. Faith pushed in and out of her girlfriend, feeling the slickness of her inner walls. She moved up slightly and circled her clit again. Buffy’s hips were rocking as she strove for release. Faith sucked her clit past her lips and tongued it wildly. Buffy started to shake and her back arched up off the bed. Faith slid two fingers of her right and into the blond, and the breath Buffy had been holding exploded into the room. Faith was working her tongue and her fingers on the blond at a feverish pace. Her left hand moved up, grabbed a nipple, and pulled on it. Buffy went rigid, her ankles locked behind Faith’s back, she started to shake as her orgasm swept through her. Faith’s fingers moved in and out of Buffy even quicker as she sucked on her clit, causing a second orgasm to roll through the blond. Buffy thrashed and gasped as she tried to inhale a breath. Faith released her and stood. She picked up the blond, and moved her fully onto the bed. She lay down beside her and pulled her into her arms. Faith covered Buffy’s forehead in little kisses, while she waited for the blond to calm down. Buffy slowly relaxed into Faith’s arms.

“I thought you were the horny one?” she said softly.

Buffy could feel Faith’s smirk against her forehead, “Are you sayin’ yer done?”

She smiled into the warmth of Faith’s chest, “Nope, just asking a question.”

The blond let go of Faith and rolled onto her back. She pulled Faith towards her, and slipped a hand behind her head. She gently pulled her down to her mouth and sucked her bottom lip into her own. Faith moved onto Buffy, partially covering her body with her own. Buffy wriggled an arm under Faith and pulled her on top of herself. Faith tried to put a leg between Buffy’s, but the blond kept them tight. Faith let her leg slide to the outside, so she was straddling the blond again. The kisses grew in intensity, as the passion grew between them again. Buffy pushed up on Faith breaking the kiss. Faith was holding her weight on her arms and her smile grew as Buffy squirmed down the bed until her face was under Faith’s breasts. Buffy turned slightly and sucked a nipple into her mouth; her hand went to the other one and started to massage it. Faith dropped her head with a moan, as Buffy switched breasts. Faith’s breath rasped in her throat as Buffy ministered to her aching nipples. She felt Buffy’s hands slip down and grip the insides of her thighs. “Scoot up,” she told the dark haired slayer. Faith raised herself up and grabbed the headboard. She slid up the blond until Buffy’s gentle touch stopped her. She looked down to see the smiling face and sparkling eyes of her lover, just in front of her pussy. She lifted herself, as Buffy pushed up gently on her thighs, and pulled her slightly forward. Faith watched as Buffy’s mouth disappeared under her. She moaned when she felt the warm breath as the blond exhaled on her pussy. She looked down and she could see the dancing eyes staring up at her. A gasp escaped her as the blond lifted her head and ran her tongue across the dark slayer’s damp slit. Buffy wrapped her hands around the outside of Faith’s thighs and gently pulled her down to her eager mouth. Faith threw her head back as Buffy engulfed her pussy with her mouth, her tongue sliding up and down the moist slit, her lips rubbing against her engorged clit. Faith’s hips started rocking back and forth when Buffy jammed her tongue up into her pussy. A whimper escaped her lips as Buffy pulled her tongue out, then jammed it back in again. She released a hand from the headboard and tugged on one of her nipples. Her head rolled forward and she saw Buffy’s eyes watching her take the pleasure from the blond. It pushed her faster, her hips picking up speed and the blond trying to match it. Faith let go of her nipple and grabbed the headboard again. She was panting and struggling, the blond’s eyes urging her on. She could feel the pinpricks of sweat as she neared her climax. Buffy sucked her clit into her mouth and Faith roared over the edge.

“Oh, fuck, Yeah,” she moaned as her orgasm ran through her. The headboard trembled as Buffy kept sucking on her clit and a second one soon followed the first. As the tremors subsided, Faith let go and collapsed on the bed, next to Buffy. The blond pulled her into her arms and kissed her. They could taste themselves on each other as their tongues played lazily together. They broke the kiss and Faith snuggled into Buffy. She draped a leg across the blond and sighed.

“Feeling less stressed?” Buffy asked.

“Oh, yeah,” Faith mumbled. “You are fuckin’ unbelievable, when it comes to relievin’ stress.”

“You’re welcome,” the blond smiled.

A large smirk crept across Faith’s face, “You’re also pretty good at causin’ it.”

“Why I...” Buffy started to thrash but Faith just held her tight.

“One of the things about me havin’ slayer strength and you don’t.” Faith was still smiling.

Buffy shot her a dirty glare, “If I ever get mine back, I’m going to lay such a beating on you!”

Faith looked at her tenderly, “Not if, when.”

Buffy stopped her struggling and relaxed into Faith’s grasp. “Thank you,” she whispered.

Faith smiled in return. “You gonna stay here, or go back up?”

“Are you trying to get rid of me already?” Buffy had a smirk on her face.

“Nope,” Faith gave her a squeeze. “I figured I’d ask before we fell asleep.”

“Ah,” Buffy nodded. “That makes sense. I think I’ll stay here, because I have to get up early and go see Giles.”

“So you’re gonna make me wake up early too?” Faith was wearing a pout.

Buffy smiled at her, “Maybe, if I wake up early, I’ll make it worth your while.”

“You sure know how to win an argument,” the dark slayer laughed. The two girls snuggled together and drifted off to sleep.