Catch you on the flipside

Nikos sat beside Coop stunned. That certainly explained the slayers looking so well for their ages. “You’re certain?” He asked. Coop rolled her eyes as she leaned back on the couch and sipped from her wine glass.



“Yes, it was how they were designed. They can be killed most certainly but they will not die unless they are mortally wounded. Think about it, it was the perfect design, all the slayers have lived what? Maybe twenty? Until Buffy she is the first slayer in history to turn twenty-five let alone forty.” Coop sighed. “It reminds me of something I read once. A prophecy of sorts. I don’t know why I didn’t think of it sooner. Here” Coop said as she handed her glass to Nikos before standing and striding over to the far wall where she withdrew clothes from a hidden drawer. Turning.



“Go back to the school, wait there for Sasha and well…just be a kid ya know? Let the ones who made this mess handle it.” Coop fussed with her short spikes before dropping her hands to her side and gave Nikos a bright smile just as she teleported him back to his bed at Kennedys house. Dropping in a thud Nikos looked around in surprise.



“As always a fun filled family reunion.” He muttered climbing off the bed and looking into a mirror, grimacing at his desert dried skin and his sand laden jeans. Grabbing a pair of jeans from the floor he strode to the shower deciding this would be best before he tracked down Sheri.







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Sasha shut the chamber downs behind her softly. She couldn’t even begin to try to sort out the various oh so human emotions that were roiling through her. She was damned irritated at Kennedy but for some reason she found herself berating herself for not keeping the slayer closer to her.



Looking up she saw Kennedy was standing straight facing her, the Latinas arms were crossed and she had the fiercest scowl on her face but her eyes gave her away. Sasha straightened, striding across the room until she stood less than a foot away. She mulled over what she was about to do, in all her days she had never been in this situation, granted she had managed to avoid it completely. Never had she wished to be a master delivering this punishment.



“You…goddammit Kennedy.” Sasha whispered. Petius would know, if she didn’t carry on with it she would sense it and she would definitely lose Kennedy.



“What’s going to happen now?” Kennedy asked stoically.” I mean…I’m sorry Sasha I know. I know I was supposed to stay here but…I wanted to check things out.” Kennedy said apologetically.



Sasha laughed bitterly. “Of course you did, Kennedy this isn’t Sunnydale, this isn’t Buffalo. This is ATLANTIS!” Sasha said her voice rising throughout the sentence. Kennedy was taken aback at the sudden physical change in Sasha. She was sure if she could Sasha would have fangs flashing her direction. The palpable anger rolled off the God in waves, despite her lack of Godlike powers she still screamed vengeful goddess at the moment.



“I know.” Kennedy started but was cut off by a sharp look.



“You’re not supposed to be here because now instead of quietly moving through history without being noticed I have to worry about you. And when I worry about you I can’t think about anything else. You’re…your so damned INFURIATING!” Sasha snarled.



“I’m sorry I’m such a damned inconvenience, excuse me for caring about what happens to you. I’m sure it’s a foreign concept to you with all your fucking social skills!” Kennedy shot back, pleased when Sasha’s eyes narrowed and flashed.



“Fuck you.” Sasha snarled momentarily regrouping. She had almost forgotten why they were in this room in the middle of the day. “I don’t need your help you don’t know a damned thing about this place and instead you go off half cocked on your FIRST day and put us in this…VERY awkward position.”



Breathing deeply Kennedy locked her fists and took a challenging step forward, looking up into Sasha’s eyes she spat out “What position is that you fucking smurf wannabe?!”



Sasha growled as all thought left her mind and instincts overtook her, snapping her arm around Kennedy she pulled the slayer against her before crashing her lips against Kennedys. As a body slave Kennedy’s punishment was simple, Sasha had to drive her mad with arousal and then restrain her before Kennedy reached satisfaction. As a plan it worked fine but the second Kennedy returned Sasha’s kiss Sasha felt a flash of heat swamp her senses and fast and quick went out the window along with any logical thought.



Relaxing into the kiss Sasha’s arm loosened around Kennedys shoulders as her other hand slipped her toga strap off her shoulder breathing in deeply as the ill fitting toga fell away and she saw smooth olive skin revealed to her. Panting softly Sasha looked up into the slayers hooded eyes and saw something in them she hadn’t seen directed at her in all her life…emotion. Hidden beneath lust and want she saw that Kennedy wanted HER, not the God or demon.



Cupping her face softly Sasha kissed her again hissing when her bare skin met Kennedys as the slayer brushed the toga from her shoulders and it fell.



Any real thought again began to vanish when Kennedy touched her. Each stroke of her hand made a potent fire build within Sasha until she began kissing Kennedy harder and faster, nipping her lip as she trailed her mouth down the slayers body, sucking and biting her breasts feeling fevered as the slayer ground into her. Pinching and rolling her nipples Sasha coaxed Kennedy toward the bed which wasn’t very difficult. Struggling to maintain control Sasha knelt before Kennedy and kiss and licked her abdomen, raking teeth over muscle when the slayers stomach contracted and her strength stood out in stark relief.



Where Sasha’s own toned stomach was rounded and smooth Kennedys was curved and muscled. Sasha froze when she saw tell tale stretch marks on her lower stomach. Stunned by the strange feeling of awe she felt when she saw the faded marks she licked a path from Kennedys navel down to her wet pussy, dizzy with lust when Kennedy grabbed Sasha’s head and held it in place over her pussy she bucked and cried out when the Gods tongue flicked her hard clit.



Sasha looked up and tried to sense the slayers level of arousal, instinctively she tried to fuel the slayers lust and internally cursed when she realized she was good and human. No influencing could happen.



When Sasha dipped her tongue deeper into the slayers wetness she sucked and drank the hot juice that was flowing out of the girl, intoxicated and heady as the sweet cum filled her mouth Sasha skillfully stroked and sucked the girls lips, harder when Kennedy keened and bucked into her mouth taking her tongue lower she expertly thrust it in and out of the tiny clenching hole, each time she thrust her tongue inside the slayer she was rewarded with more juice and she looked up and felt herself go faint at the sight of Kennedy leaned back on her arms, her head thrown back as she bucked and met each and every thrust of Sasha’s hot tongue, Sasha felt a pressure building in her own pussy quickly moving her fingers to her own clit she frantically began rubbing as she wrapped her other arm around Kennedys thigh and moved her lips around Kennedys clit, sucking and rolling the hard nub with her tongue Sasha felt her own orgasm building as Kennedy starting quivering.



She needed to stop, she needed to get up and walk away before the slayer started coming which from the signs was in any moment. She couldn’t bring herself to do it though, sucking harder she was lost in the sight of Kennedy moving and writhing struggling to reach her peak.



Stiffening her tongue she laid it flat on the slayers clit and began to hum, just as Kennedys entire body went stiff and her litany of “ohgod…ohgodohgod” began to get even more diluted Sasha stood and walked out of the room. The chamber doors ratting with the strength she slammed them shut.





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Faith sat alongside Raya, watching as her mate trembled and shook as fever wracked her body. Faith had been here a week and nothing seemed to be getting better. She guessed that Raya would be waking up soon, every so often Rayas fingers would twitch, her feet. She was slowly coming out of the coma.



Staring off into space Faith nearly leapt out of her skin when she felt a hand slide across her own. Looking down in alarm she was stunned to see Raya looking up at her with clarity in her eyes. “Wolfie?”



“What…what happened? Skye?” Raya croaked out, her throat was scratchy and she felt like she had been drug over a bed of nails a couple times before being thrown in a vat of salt.



“She’s okay…you saved her.” Faith said, swallowing back tears as she watched Raya struggle to retain conciousnous. “You…your hurt baby.”



“What? What happened?” Raya choked out, coughing suddenly, her entire frame rattling before she spat up blood. The pair stared for a moment at the dark pool of blood coating the floor. “I’m infected.” Raya said coldly.



“Yes.” Faith said tears flowing freely.



“You have to do it Faith. You have to kill me before I hurt anyone.” Raya ordered, struggling to see only one Faith instead of the thirty she was fighting.



“You know I can’t do that Raya.” Faith whispered sadly. Raya stared at her a moment before her eyes grew wide.



“No, you do not get to die. No. You are going to leave and go home to the kids and you’re going to leave me here.” Raya said sternly, she desperately needed Faith to live.



“You remember when we first met?” Faith asked. Raya frowned and nodded solemnly.



“Of course.”



“You were so determined we were meant to be. You wore me down…made me love you. You promised me forever gave me a life amazing children and most of all the greatest adventure I could have ever hoped for. If you die that all ends. You know there isn’t any hope. Your sick and…your going to turn. I’m not going to let the children see that and I’m not going home to them without you. So…I love you and were going to do this the right way. Together.” Faith finished her rant before sniffing and looking at the wolf.



Raya wanted to fight her, she had to live, she couldn’t die too but as she looked up at Faith she flashed back to the first time she had kissed her mate. They had been training and on impulse Faith had kissed her. She could still remember the way the slayers sweat and perfume made her smell like sweetened cinnamon.



Looking into her eyes she knew, Faith wouldn’t leave her no matter what she did and she could barely move as it was. Relaxing into the cot Raya coaxed faith down beside her and Raya moved to spoon her mate, pausing when she felt foreign weight on her arms, looking down she saw her wrists were shackled and even more startling was the fact that her fingers seemed longer and she had a harder time curling her fingers. Looking closer she saw long black claws partially extended from each finger.



Tucking her face into Faiths hair she breathed deep as she wrapped her mate in her arms and drifted off to sleep.



TBC

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