She's Mine
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
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Adult ++
Chapters:
6
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9,441
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30
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter 3
((( They wont let me write this story in school anymore! Fuckers. I’ve written 5 chapters so far and I’ve gotten some smut done and my councilor read it and got pissy. Bitch, I never really liked her anyway. Anyway, no more school with this, its just for fun.)))
[ -- Chapter 3 -- ]
I was only half dressed when I heard a knock on my door. I looked down at myself: bra, underwear, okay that’s good enough. I walked over to the door and opened it. It was Buffy.
“Hey B, what’s up?”
Her eyes trailed over my body then back up to look at my face, “Faith, do you belive in the phrase ‘leave some to the imagination’?”
I quirked an eyebrow, “There’s some imagining going on now?”
She blushed, “That’s not what I meant...”
Notice how she didn’t deny it? I did. I leaned sexily against the doorway, sticking out my chest. “So why are you here?”
I could tell she was having trouble keeping her eyes on my face and I smirked.
“I uh, I got food,” she said and held up a brown paper bag which before was unnoticed by me.
Food! “Thanks B!” I forgot about my ‘making Buffy uncomfortable’ thing and made a grab for the bag but she held it away.
“Stop being greedy, its not all yours.”
I rolled my eyes, “Fine, fine. Come in.” I moved out of the doorway and let her go past me and sit on the bed.
I jumped on next to her, “What’d ya get?”
She opened the bag, “Some noodles from this place near by.” She handed me a covered bowl and I dove in.
“Shys tis suff ish awshome!” I say with a mouthful of noodles.
She laughed, “Its awesome? Is that what you said?”
I nodded.
“Good. I didn’t know if you’d like it or not, I figured you as more of a meat girl but this was all I could afford.”
I swallowed, “So is this your idea of a date, B? Knockin on my door late at night and bringin good food? You trying to get in my pants, Twinkie?”
“Faith, for me to ‘get in your pants’ you’d have to actually be wearing some,” she laughed.
“Good point, well I guess you’ve got an advantage then,” I winked at her.
Buffy raised an eyebrow, “You better watch it, *F*. One day someone might take you up on your offer.”
“Like you?”
She blushed. I win, as always. “I don’t know why you play this game with me, B, you always lose. I give you points for that though, you lasted longer than you have in the past.”
“One day everything gonna turn on you, you know, I guarantee that. And I will be there to see it... or cause it. “ She smirked.
“Yeah right, I know you Buffy, there aint no way.” I went back to eating my noodles.
She huffed, “You *obviously* don’t know me very well then/
“Yeah, okay, sure, whatever you say.”
She grumbled something then went back to her food. We ate in silence and discareded our things in the trash after we were done.
“Faith, can I do your hair?”
I looked at her funny, “What??”
“Your hair, Faith. Have you gone deaf?” She giggled.
“No, I heard you. B, this isn’t a slumber party where we give each other make overs and talk about boys.”
She sighed heavily and rolled her eyes, “Of course its not. I just want to do your hair, you never do anything with it anymore.”
I shrug, “Fine, do what you want.”
She smiled and got up behind me, sitting on her heals and spreading her legs so ones on either side of me and she pressed herself intimately against my back. Or at least I found it intimate, she probably didn’t even notice.
She began running her fingers softly through my hair. “I love your hair Faith,” she said in a low tone, practically a whisper and it sent shivers down my body.
“Uh, thanks,” was all I could manage.
She brushed my hair off my shoulder and leaned in close to my ear. “You’re so beautiful...” She brushed her lips over my neck before kissing it.
I whipped around, looking at her face in shock, “B??”
She smirked, “I win.”
Wait... what? Oh, oh that little bitch. “How do you figure?”
“I *so* freaked you out, you shoulda seen the look on your face!” She started giggling.
I glared at her. This game isn’t very fun when I lose.
After she calmed down she smirked again, “You liked it though.”
I raised an eyebrow in question.
“Your breathing picked up and you shivered. Is there something your not telling me?” She asked mockingly.
I tried to be as serious as I could, “Yeah, I like to fuck chicks, so that right there, turned me on.”
Her eyebrows raised practically off her forehead, I knew she wasn’t expecting that. “Really??”
I nodded, “Yeah B, you interested?”
She blushed.
“I win,” I smirk at her.
“Oh shut upuffyuffy threw a pillow at me from off the bed but I caught it. “So were you serious or not? The whole sleeping with girls thing, I mean.”
I nod, “Yeah I was serious.”
“Since when?”
“Jail. All girls prison, had to get off somehow,” I shrug.
“You could’ve just... um...” Buffy started blushing like mad.
“What? Spit it out, B.”
“Um... touched yourself...” she said quietly.
“Yeah I know, but I always was a little curious I guess. So I did it, liked it, and now I go both ways instead of one.”
“Was it ah... better? Than guys?” She asked shyly.
“Actually... yeah it was. Girls know how they liked to be touched, so therefor they know hwo to please you better.”
“You? As in me?” Buffy squeaked.
“I was using ‘you’ instead of ‘one’, B.” I explained.
“Oh. Well use ‘one’.”
“No, I’m not all grammar correct like that.”
“Obviously you are if you know what to use. You just wanna look all tough and you cant do that if you have correct grammar.”
“Stop playing shrink,” I glare.
“Sorry,” she paused. “So *did* you get turned on when I did that?”
“Yeah,” I answer honestly, then smirk, “You get me hot, B.”
She smiled and blushed, “Really?”
“Well yeah, go take a look at yourself in the mirror, Twinkie.” I smile back at her. I usally smirk when I’m kidding or teasing, but that time I did it just in case she would be offended by it, but she wasn’t.
Buffy smiled more, if that was even possible, “Thanks.”
I laid down on the bed, “No problem.”
She laid down next to me, “Faith?”
“Yeah?”
“Can I sleep in here with you? I’m really tiered and I don’t want to walk all the way back to my room”
“B, your rooms right next door.”
“Still,” she pouted.”
“Okay, fine.” I got under the covers and held them up so she could too. I was tiered, and its been a long day. I turned off the light next to my bed. “Night, B.”
“Night Faith.”
TBC........
[ -- Chapter 3 -- ]
I was only half dressed when I heard a knock on my door. I looked down at myself: bra, underwear, okay that’s good enough. I walked over to the door and opened it. It was Buffy.
“Hey B, what’s up?”
Her eyes trailed over my body then back up to look at my face, “Faith, do you belive in the phrase ‘leave some to the imagination’?”
I quirked an eyebrow, “There’s some imagining going on now?”
She blushed, “That’s not what I meant...”
Notice how she didn’t deny it? I did. I leaned sexily against the doorway, sticking out my chest. “So why are you here?”
I could tell she was having trouble keeping her eyes on my face and I smirked.
“I uh, I got food,” she said and held up a brown paper bag which before was unnoticed by me.
Food! “Thanks B!” I forgot about my ‘making Buffy uncomfortable’ thing and made a grab for the bag but she held it away.
“Stop being greedy, its not all yours.”
I rolled my eyes, “Fine, fine. Come in.” I moved out of the doorway and let her go past me and sit on the bed.
I jumped on next to her, “What’d ya get?”
She opened the bag, “Some noodles from this place near by.” She handed me a covered bowl and I dove in.
“Shys tis suff ish awshome!” I say with a mouthful of noodles.
She laughed, “Its awesome? Is that what you said?”
I nodded.
“Good. I didn’t know if you’d like it or not, I figured you as more of a meat girl but this was all I could afford.”
I swallowed, “So is this your idea of a date, B? Knockin on my door late at night and bringin good food? You trying to get in my pants, Twinkie?”
“Faith, for me to ‘get in your pants’ you’d have to actually be wearing some,” she laughed.
“Good point, well I guess you’ve got an advantage then,” I winked at her.
Buffy raised an eyebrow, “You better watch it, *F*. One day someone might take you up on your offer.”
“Like you?”
She blushed. I win, as always. “I don’t know why you play this game with me, B, you always lose. I give you points for that though, you lasted longer than you have in the past.”
“One day everything gonna turn on you, you know, I guarantee that. And I will be there to see it... or cause it. “ She smirked.
“Yeah right, I know you Buffy, there aint no way.” I went back to eating my noodles.
She huffed, “You *obviously* don’t know me very well then/
“Yeah, okay, sure, whatever you say.”
She grumbled something then went back to her food. We ate in silence and discareded our things in the trash after we were done.
“Faith, can I do your hair?”
I looked at her funny, “What??”
“Your hair, Faith. Have you gone deaf?” She giggled.
“No, I heard you. B, this isn’t a slumber party where we give each other make overs and talk about boys.”
She sighed heavily and rolled her eyes, “Of course its not. I just want to do your hair, you never do anything with it anymore.”
I shrug, “Fine, do what you want.”
She smiled and got up behind me, sitting on her heals and spreading her legs so ones on either side of me and she pressed herself intimately against my back. Or at least I found it intimate, she probably didn’t even notice.
She began running her fingers softly through my hair. “I love your hair Faith,” she said in a low tone, practically a whisper and it sent shivers down my body.
“Uh, thanks,” was all I could manage.
She brushed my hair off my shoulder and leaned in close to my ear. “You’re so beautiful...” She brushed her lips over my neck before kissing it.
I whipped around, looking at her face in shock, “B??”
She smirked, “I win.”
Wait... what? Oh, oh that little bitch. “How do you figure?”
“I *so* freaked you out, you shoulda seen the look on your face!” She started giggling.
I glared at her. This game isn’t very fun when I lose.
After she calmed down she smirked again, “You liked it though.”
I raised an eyebrow in question.
“Your breathing picked up and you shivered. Is there something your not telling me?” She asked mockingly.
I tried to be as serious as I could, “Yeah, I like to fuck chicks, so that right there, turned me on.”
Her eyebrows raised practically off her forehead, I knew she wasn’t expecting that. “Really??”
I nodded, “Yeah B, you interested?”
She blushed.
“I win,” I smirk at her.
“Oh shut upuffyuffy threw a pillow at me from off the bed but I caught it. “So were you serious or not? The whole sleeping with girls thing, I mean.”
I nod, “Yeah I was serious.”
“Since when?”
“Jail. All girls prison, had to get off somehow,” I shrug.
“You could’ve just... um...” Buffy started blushing like mad.
“What? Spit it out, B.”
“Um... touched yourself...” she said quietly.
“Yeah I know, but I always was a little curious I guess. So I did it, liked it, and now I go both ways instead of one.”
“Was it ah... better? Than guys?” She asked shyly.
“Actually... yeah it was. Girls know how they liked to be touched, so therefor they know hwo to please you better.”
“You? As in me?” Buffy squeaked.
“I was using ‘you’ instead of ‘one’, B.” I explained.
“Oh. Well use ‘one’.”
“No, I’m not all grammar correct like that.”
“Obviously you are if you know what to use. You just wanna look all tough and you cant do that if you have correct grammar.”
“Stop playing shrink,” I glare.
“Sorry,” she paused. “So *did* you get turned on when I did that?”
“Yeah,” I answer honestly, then smirk, “You get me hot, B.”
She smiled and blushed, “Really?”
“Well yeah, go take a look at yourself in the mirror, Twinkie.” I smile back at her. I usally smirk when I’m kidding or teasing, but that time I did it just in case she would be offended by it, but she wasn’t.
Buffy smiled more, if that was even possible, “Thanks.”
I laid down on the bed, “No problem.”
She laid down next to me, “Faith?”
“Yeah?”
“Can I sleep in here with you? I’m really tiered and I don’t want to walk all the way back to my room”
“B, your rooms right next door.”
“Still,” she pouted.”
“Okay, fine.” I got under the covers and held them up so she could too. I was tiered, and its been a long day. I turned off the light next to my bed. “Night, B.”
“Night Faith.”
TBC........