The Courtship of Buffy Summers

Buffy sighs contently and moves some of her long blonde hair out of her face. It’s almost insane how wonderful she feels now when only two and a half months ago she was on the brink of a nervous break down. ‘They’re not called nervous break downs anymore. They’re major depressive episodes. And now I wasn’t even close to having one.’ Don’t let the little blonde fool you, she was almost a basket case.


First she was freaking out because of how bad Faith looked from the beating she took. It took weeks for the swelling to completely go away, and a few days longer for the bruising to completely disappear. And then there was the breathing therapy that Faith had to do every day. At least once and hour she had to take in one large, painful breath to stretch the around the lungs, and the lungs themselves to move oxygen to the unused parts of the lungs. Buffy never realized how bad recovering from a broken rib can be.


‘But she’s better now,’ she thinks and kisses the warm flesh that her head is currently resting on. Truth be told, Faith isn’t all better. Her chest still hurts whenever she needs to breathe deep, so running is out of the question. ‘It’s not like she was going to try out for track or the cross country team or anything.’ The pain meds are helping, her spleen healed fine, and she didn’t contract an infection, which is what the doctor was worried about the most.


Buffy sighs again and gently strokes the warm stomach her hand is resting on. She feels so…alive right now. ‘God, she makes me feel so incredible. When she’s inside me it’s like I’m the only person in the world who matters,’ she thinks and very carefully snuggles a little closer to the body she lying against. Last night was their first year anniversary and the two planned out a very elaborate night. Buffy gets a little smirk on her face as she thinks back on their night together.


First they went to the carnival that Sunnydale has every fall to relive their very first date. Faith even won her another stuffed animal, a big red dog that Buffy named Wilsher. They went on most of the rides and their dinner was corndogs, cotton candy, and a large soda that they shared. They had a very heated make out session in the house of mirrors that didn’t end very well. A mother and her small child caught them in the act and the woman complained to the carny so much that the decided to leave early.


They headed to the next place on their list. The windows in the tuck were rolled down halfway and Buffy’s hair blew in the cool night air and to Faith she looked like a goddess. She wanted to take her right there but she knew the blonde wanted to do everything that they planned, even if she was a little worked up from the intense kissing, and light petting. They enjoyed a nice stroll down the beach. They were both surprised to see that it was empty because that night it was very serene and breathtaking as the full moon made the ocean almost glow.


Buffy doesn’t know how long they were at the beach, but she does know that they didn’t get to the hotel until one in the morning. They received some strange and slightly lustful looks from the man behind the desk, but they ignored him. They went up to their room and settled in. They laid down on the bed together and spent most of their time in silence. But then they kissed, and it as gentle at first but quickly grew in passion. The blonde gets goosebumps up and down her arms just thinking about it.


Faith spent the better part of two hours mapping out Buffy’s body, finding all of the places that make her moan, groan, and cry out with pleasure. It took the blonde a while to recover from the experience, but when she did she made sure to make the brunette’s experience just as good. She wasn’t able to spend as much time teasing Faith and building up her release because it was causing the brunette some pain because of her mending rib. Buffy feels a little guilty about that, but she in no way regrets what they did last night.


The blonde looks over at the clock and sighs again, only this time it’s not for a good reason. She was able to pull this sleep over off because her mother is out of town on business, and won’t be back until sometime around six or seven tonight. She isn’t breaking any of her mother’s rules by being here. ‘She only said Faith isn’t allowed over to the house, she never said we couldn’t be together at all.’ It’s a flimsy excuse, she knows, but she knows she isn’t going to get caught. There’s no way her mother can find out about this because nobody knows they were here.


“Hey,” she hears the sleep roughened voice say and a smile breaks out across her face. She lifts her head a little so she can look into the dark eyes of her lover. ‘My lover, I have to admit I love the sound of that,’ she thinks and gives Faith a kiss on the cheek where her dimple would be if she were smiling.


“Good morning,” she says back. She lays her head down again and her smile gets bigger when she feels the brunette wrap both of her arms around her very tightly. She feels secure, and safe, and she never wants to leave. But there’s a little black cloud growing over this peaceful morning because she knows it can’t last forever. “I have to get home soon.” She voices her despair, and feels horrible for doing so. Just because she’s feeling a little depressed it doesn’t mean she has to drag Faith down with her.


“I know,” the brunette says, but she doesn’t sound upset about it, or sad like the blonde did when she spoke. “Let’s not think about it right now. I just want to enjoy this.” Buffy smiles and kisses the warm flesh of Faith’s shoulder again. She gets a smile on her face as an idea forms, and she puckers her lips and lightly blows some air on the warm skin. She smile gets bigger when she sees goosebumps appear, and she feels Faith shiver. “Quit it, runt.”


“I’m not a runt, you’re a runt,” she says with laughter in her voice. She brings her hand down and pinches the top of Faith’s thigh and the unexpected move makes the brunette jump in surprise. This makes Buffy laugh and she can’t for the life of her make herself stop. It doesn’t die when Faith flips her on her back and holds her down. If anything she’s laughing harder now.


“You think it’s funny, huh?” Faith asks and Buffy nods her head yes. It’s almost impossible for her to breathe, and her face is starting to turn red. “Maybe this’ll make you stop.” Faith disappears under the covers and Buffy watches the large lump move around until it finds a comfortable position between her legs. The laugher stops the second she feels Faith’s tongue lay flat against her clit. ‘Oh God, I thought she was bluffing,’ she thinks and spreads her legs a little wider.


“Babe, I need to get a shower,” Buffy moans and arches her back when she feels the tip of Faith’s tongue wiggle against her entrance. But then the tongue stops moving, the brunette stops breathing and Buffy starts panicking a little. She lifts up the covers and looks down at the other girl with concern written all over her face. “Babe, what’s wrong?” She watches Faith lift her head up and she has a big smile on her face.


“You’re a genius,” she says leaves a little peck on Buffy’s swollen lips. She jumps up, and takes the covers off the bed with her. “You just wait here. I’ll go get it started.” Buffy watches with some amusement as Faith runs from the room, saying the word ‘ow’ under her breath with every step. The blonde listens carefully and rolls her eyes when she hears the shower running. ‘I can’t believe her sometimes. So, should I let her have her fun or should I spoil it? Seeing Faith naked with water running down that sexy body is something I’d definitely like to see.’


She doesn’t wait for Faith to come and get her. Instead she jumps off the bed and makes a mad dash for the bathroom. She closes the door very quietly behind her and she’s just in time to see Faith bent over, adjusting the hot and cold handles, and humming to herself. The little tune reminds Buffy of last night, but she can’t really figure out why. She knows she’s heard that somewhere before but she can’t remember where, or what the words are. She very slowly walks behind the other girl, and makes sure she goes unheard, and stands about a foot away from the brunette.


“I think that should be our song,” she says and tries so hard not to laugh when Faith jumps up and turns around. She has a look of shock on her face and Buffy gets a big smile on her face. “You’re really jumpy today.” She steps a little closer and puts her hands on Faith’s shoulders. “I made you come four times last night. You’d think you’d be relaxed, not all jumpy.” Faith smiles and leaves a little peck on Buffy’s lips. It doesn’t last long before she pulls back and looks into Buffy’s hazel eyes that have nothing but love in them.


“Well, it’s kind of hard to stay relaxed when a little runt sneaks up on ya,” she says and gets a big smile on her face at the mock-irritated look Buffy gets on hers.


“I’m not a runt, you’re a runt,” she says and rises up onto the balls of her feet. She looks dead serious when she looks into Faith’s eyes. “See, I’m taller then you. So you’re the runt.” Faith rises up onto her tippy toes in retaliation and she’s taller then the blonde once again. “No fair, you’re cheating.”


“And you’re still a runt.” Buffy gets a pout on her face and she uses her puppy-dog eyes. When all Faith does is arch one of her eyebrows, the blonde makes her eyes water up and she sniffles a little. She takes it one step further by letting some of the tears fall. And Faith caves just like she wanted. “B, stop that. You’re a runt, but you’re a sexy, beautiful, and very cute little runt.” She reaches out and gently wipes away the tears that are leaving streaks on Buffy’s soft skin.


“You forgot smart, funny, and adorable,” she says and gets one of those little half smiles on her face. “And you’re the runt, not me.” She doesn’t give Faith a chance to talk before she leans forward and kisses her on the lips. It lingers for the longest but it doesn’t deepen. The two just enjoy the feel of each other and pull back when oxygen becomes an issue. Buffy gets a devilish smile on her face and holds onto Faith’s hand. She pulls back the shower curtain a little and steps into the tub, and stands directly under the spray.


“Holy fuck!” she screams and jumps out of the shower as fast as she can. She starts hopping around, looking for a towel and trying to will the discomfort away. “Why didn’t you tell me it was cold?” Her voice echoes in the spacious room and all of sudden they hear someone pounding on the other side of the wall. She quiets down before the person gets angrier. She finally notices the towels sitting on top of the toilet lid and grabs one. She opens it up as fast as she can and wraps it around her cold, goosebump covered body.


“You didn’t ask,” Faith says in an innocent voice. The blonde gives her a death glare and starts shaking in anger, and because of the cold. Faith adjusts the handles and soon steam from the now warm showers starts to pour out into the room. Buffy doesn’t move, she just keeps on glaring at the other girl. “Come on, B.” She gets a seductive look on her face and steps closer to the disgruntled blonde. “I’ll warm you up.” She wraps her arms around Buffy’s tiny frame and rests her forehead on the other girl’s.


She places a soft kiss on the blonde’s lips and gently rubs her back. Buffy doesn’t respond to the kiss right away, she wants to fight the brunette on this as long as she can to make her suffer a little for what she did. But when she feels how gentle Faith is being she realizes that a stupid prank shouldn’t get in the way of enjoying the rest of their morning together because after they leave here there’s no telling when they can be together again in an intimate way.


She let’s go of her towel and it drops to the floor, pooling around her feet. She opens her mouth and runs her tongue along Faith’s bottom lip. Thoughts of morning mouth are far from her mind as Faith’s tongue touches hers and they start to dance an erotic, arousing dance they’ve done a million or so times in the past. They slowly walk towards the shower, and are both aware they need to be careful so they don’t trip when they come to the edge. When Faith feels the cool porslin touch her warm skin she stops and pulls back from the kiss.


“I love you,” Buffy whispers and looks deeply into Faith’s eyes. The brunette whispers it back and steps into the shower. She stands directly under the spray and shakes out her hair as the water starts to run down her body. Buffy is completely mesmerized by the sight. She watches the drops of water travel down Faith’s body, and is particularly fascinated by her ample breasts. ‘What can I say? I’m a breast girl,’ she thinks and licks her lips like a hungry wolf.


“Aren’t you gonna join me?” Faith asks and takes a step back, making room for the tiny girl. Buffy nods her head but she doesn’t move. The meaning of Faith’s words didn’t even register in her mind. The head no was just an automatic response. Faith laughs and reaches out, some water drips from her hand and lands on the rug next to the tub. She holds onto Buffy’s wrist and pulls on it gently. The feeling makes Buffy snap out of her little trance, and a large smile forms on her face.


“You look so hot,” she says, her voice deeper with arousal. ‘You need to go away now,’ she thinks as she steps into the shower. ‘I’m going to do dirty, naughty things to her and I don’t want you describing it.’ Yeah right, and miss out on that? You’re out of your damn mind. ‘I mean it, get out of here.’ Fuck you. ‘That’s it, you’re fired. I’m getting someone else.’ You can’t just fire me. After all the shit I’ve put up with from you I’m not going to just-