The Courtship of Buffy Summers

“Oh God Faith,” Buffy moans and her back arches. Faith’s fingers are buried deep within the blonde’s hive and they’re working on getting that delicious honey out. Buffy forces her eyes open and she looks up at the love of her life. She watches as some beads of sweat form at Faith’s hairline, and then drip down until their on the tip of her nose. Buffy leans up and licks the salty flavored fluid and moans really loud when she feels Faith’s fingers press upward and hit her g spot.


“Right there, oh God, right there!” she yells, and her hips start bucking wildly. Faith rubs against the spot again, and her head rolls back, her eyes slam closed and her entire body tenses up. Faith watches the pleasure fall over Buffy’s face and seeing it puts a little smile on hers. “Oh God yes! Oh yes! Faith! I…ah…love you!” Her walls contract almost painfully tight around Faith’s fingers. Then her molten hot come gushes out of her, soaking the sheet beneath her.


Faith doesn’t wait before she pulls her fingers out and descends Buffy’s trembling body. She laps up the sweet, salty, musky, uniquely Buffy liquid. She watches as Buffy’s clit throbs, and her swollen lips glisten with wetness. She can’t fight the temptation, and she gives up her ‘cleaning’ of Buffy’s thighs, and takes the hard, pulsating body part into her mouth and sucks on it like she would a candy. She gently scrapes her teeth over bundle of nerves, and chuckles when the blonde shudders.


It doesn’t take long, ten minutes possibly shorter then that, for the over sensitive blonde to come again. This time the brunette gets to drink her down right away, and she doesn’t miss a drop. She’s slightly disappointed when the fluid is all gone. But then she looks at the girl in front of her and she gets an idea. She licks her lips like a starving fox looking at a henhouse. She sticks her tongue inside the other girl and starts a slow circular rotation. That is until she feels the blonde lightly kick her on the back.


“Stop. I can’t…take any…anymore,” she breaths out more then she says. She feels like every nerve ending is exposed and having Faith touch her is just a little too much. She watches the other girl crawl up the bed, and lay down next to her. Luckily Faith knows how Buffy gets after she’s had an orgasm that powerful. She knows to just lie next to her until she comes down from the high. Buffy reaches over and grabs onto one of Faith’s hands. She pulls it over to her mouth and kisses the back of it. She looks over at the brunette and she has nothing but love in her eyes.


“That was so amazing.” She glances down at Faith’s chin and smiles. “You got a little something.” She reaches out and wipes some of her come off Faith’s chin with her index finger. Then she holds it up to Faith’s mouth and watches as the brunette wraps her lips around her finger, and gently sucks on it. She can feel herself getting worked up again, but so far Faith has given her two wonderful, mind blowing orgasms. It’s the brunette’s turn for some pleasure. She pulls her finger away from the brunette and scoots down a little on the bed.


‘Now what is she up to?’ Faith thinks and watches the blonde get comfortable. She could spend all day just watching her blonde girlfriend. ‘Especially when she’s naked.’ Most of the time watching is all she really gets to do. They never get any privacy over at the brunette’s house so whenever they go there it’s just to watch a movie and cuddle on the couch, and sometimes Brian and Lauren will tease them. Whenever they go to Buffy’s it’s pretty much the same thing, only with a pesky little sister following them around.


“Kneel over my face,” she says and watches the surprised look cross the brunette’s face. Now they’ve given head in a couple different ways, but they’ve never done it like that before. Just the thought of it has Faith wetter then before. She doesn’t have to be told twice. She gets up on her knees and situates herself so there’s one on either side of Buffy’s head. She’s never carefully about pulling on the other girl’s hair. She knows from experience something like that can kill the mood instantly.


The blonde takes her time just looking at the brunette. She runs her index finger along the smoothly shaven outer lips and smiles a little when Faith shudders. She uses her thumb to spread her lips apart. Her fingers become coated in Faith’s wetness and her mouth fills with drool as she gets the overwhelming urge to lean up and taste the girl above her. She fights that urge though. Instead she teases Faith a little first. ‘She always comes harder when I tease her first,’ she thinks and blows some warm air onto Faith’s throbbing clit. The brunette girl hisses in a breath and it makes Buffy smile.


She lets of the Faith for a few seconds and holds onto her hips. She brings her closer, and she can feel her blood start to pump faster with anticipation of tasting her for the first time. Well, at least for the first time today. She uses her thumbs to hold Faith open, and she runs the tip of her of her tongue up and down her slit. She hears Faith’s breathing increase and she hisses in a breath. ‘She’s holding back, that’s weird,’ she thinks and decides to up her game a little.


She focuses her attention on the throbbing bundle of nerves. First she licks it with the tip of her tongue, just teasing little touches that make the brunette hiss in breaths like she’s in pain. ‘Ok, enough teasing,’ she decides and ups her game. She dips her tongue into Faith’s smoldering hot entrance, and listens in satisfaction as Faith moans deeply. Buffy’s breathing increases ten fold when the brunette starts to push herself against the tongue that’s deep inside of her.


“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” Faith whispers over and over as she slowly rides Buffy’s face. The key here is self control. She doesn’t want to get too overzealous and hurt the blonde or accidentally suffocate her. Going slow is what she needs to do even if she wants to do let loose and ride Buffy like there’s no tomorrow. “Oh God, Buffy. Do that again.” The blonde eagerly complies, and hums a little more. She starts to lightly bob her head along with Faith’s slow thrusting, and the brunette loses a lot of the control she was working on.


“Oh fuck yes!” she yells and rides Buffy’s tongue harder and harder and the blonde keeps up with her thrust for thrust. Buffy watches Faith very closely, and even though she doesn’t have the best of her face from this angle she can still tell that she’s getting close. She lets go of the brunette’s hips and as soon as she does Faith starts thrusting even harder. Buffy gently rubs Faith’s clit with her thumb, and when the other girl can barely breathe, she presses down on it hard.


“Oh yes! Yes! Yeeessssssssssss!” Faith screams. Her walls constrict tightly around Buffy’s tongue, her entire body is tense, and she has to lean against the wall to hold herself up. The blonde slowly pulls out, and wipes off her messy face. She reaches up and pulls Faith down. The brunette falls next to Buffy’s side and stares up at the ceiling with a big smile on her face. She glances over at her lover and the happiness goes away. “I hurt you.” Her eyebrows furrow and she reaches out to lightly touch Buffy’s now bruised nose.


“No, I’m fine. It doesn’t hurt.” But Faith doesn’t look convinced. She even starts brooding a little bit. Buffy gets a little smile on her face and snuggles up against Faith. She rests her head on her shoulder and wraps an arm around her stomach. “Now don’t be like that. Seeing that big grin on your face was worth it. I’m just glad I made you feel just as good as I did.” She leaves a little kiss on Faith’s shoulder and the brunette sighs.


“I can’t believe I hurt you. I just lost control. I knew I had to be careful but I just couldn’t. You made me crazy.” Buffy chuckles and Faith lets out another sigh. “It’s not funny, B. I could’ve really hurt you.” Now it’s Buffy’s turn to adopt a serious tone.


“Faith, do you really think I would have sat there and done nothing if you were really hurting me?” she asks and the brunette doesn’t respond. “I’m not the fragile little girl that everyone thinks I am. I can handle myself.” She leaves a play nip on the top of Faith’s breast and she smiles as she gets comfortable. ‘I love basking in the afterglow,’ she thinks and starts to trace invisible patterns on Faith’s smooth stomach. ‘It’s my favorite part.’ Excuse me, and what about those two orgasms you had about half an hour ago? ‘Alright, fine it’s my second favorite part.’


“Mom and I are going to Stanford this weekend to check it out,” Buffy says and starts to circle Faith’s belly button. “You should come with us. Get a little taste of what college life is going to be like.” Faith sighs and stops running her fingers through Buffy’s hair. There’s a long, slightly uncomfortable silence between them and then tension is starting to grow and settle in. Even though all of the warning signs are flashing in bright neon colors, Buffy doesn’t stop.


“There’s this thing that the school does every once in a while, when you go there and actually get to stay in a dorm room for the weekend. And you eat in the cafeteria, and meet some of the professors. There’s a fee, but I heard it’s worth it.” Faith sighs, and sits up, carefully pushing Buffy off of her in the process. She gets up and goes over to her dresser. She pulls out a large t-shirt and some underwear. While she does that Buffy sits up in the bed and pulls the blanket over her chest. “Are we ever going to talk about this?” She doesn’t sound irritated, a little sad, but there’s no anger in her voice.


“Talk about what?” Faith says after some hesitation. She puts the shirt on and then the underwear. She glances over at Buffy but she doesn’t look her in the eye. “Do you want baby blue, or red?” She holds up the two different colored shirts and gives Buffy a questioning look. She’s been avoiding this subject ever since the blonde brought it up the first time. The last time it was brought up Faith got very upset, and by upset I mean angry. She instantly told Buffy she had to go and didn’t even say an ‘I love you’ before hanging up the phone. That was two months ago and it hasn’t been brought up since.


“Red,” the blonde says and sits up a little straighter. “Don’t play dumb, Faith, you know exactly what I’m talking about. Our senior year starts in two weeks. We need to figure out what we’re going to do.” Ever since her mother brought up those upsetting issues back in April Buffy’s brain has been thinking about them almost nonstop. She wants to find a way to go to school and be with Faith at the same time, but the other girl is very uncooperative to talk about it.


“If I go to an east coast school will you wait for me? Are we strong enough to handle that type of separation? It’s nine months of being apart. The only time we’d see each other is on holiday breaks, and in the summer. I could barely stand to be away from you when I was at my dad’s and that was only in L.A.” Those are all very good points, and Faith knows it. What’s worst is Buffy knows that Faith knows, she can see it written all over her face. She’s just too scared to admit it.


“You decide what you want to do. If you want to go to an east coast school then go. Don’t base your decision on me,” Faith says. She sounds cold, and a little heartless, but only because this is tearing her up inside. ‘Buffy deserves the best education she can get, and I don’t want to ruin it for her,’ she thinks and tosses the red shirt to the blonde who is sitting on the bed, and looking slightly wounded. “I have to check on Tanner.” She leaves the room before the blonde can say anything.


Buffy sighs and tries hard to fight off the tears that want to build up in her eyes. She just doesn’t understand why Faith refuses to talk about it. ‘Doesn’t she understand that I would stay here with her if she asked me to? I would go to Sunnydale University and we could stay together. Why won’t she just open up and talk with me about it? She’s so damn stubborn sometimes.’


She slips on the oversized t-shirt and gets out of the bed. She walks into the bathroom and takes a short shower to wash the smell of sex off of her body. If it were up to her she would leave it on because she loves smelling Faith on her. She likes other people being able to smell it too because then they know that she’s already spoken for. She finishes washing her hair, and she gets out of the shower. She dries off with one of the large fluffy towels and goes back into Faith’s room.


She dresses and uses the hair dryer Faith and Natalia share. She has to make sure that she puts her hair exactly the way it was when Judy, Bill and the others left this morning. Marcus and Natalia are staying over at their friends’ houses, and the two parents decided it would be nice to take the kids to the beach. Since Tanner had a fever last night Faith volunteered to stay home and watch him. Judy said that Buffy could come over for a while as long as they stayed out of the bedrooms.


She leaves Faith’s bedroom when she’s done putting her hair back in a pony tail, and walks down the hall. She listens very carefully and slowly walks across the wooden floor and she stops when she hears Faith’s voice. She follows the sound and stands in a doorway. ‘So, this is the boys’ bedroom?’ she thinks and looks around. There are toys all over the floor, and the beds aren’t made, but that’s typical among children.


The thing that’s holding her attention the most right now is the very adorable scene of Faith sitting on the edge of Tanner’s bed, running her fingers through his ginger hair, and speaking in a soothing voice. She feels a little pang of longer in her heart, and she gently rubs her stomach. ‘I want that,’ she thinks as she watches Faith lean over and plant a little kiss on Tanner’s forehead. The little boy giggles a little and squirms around in the bed. His fever has gone down, but according to the conversation he’s having with the older girl, he has a ‘tummy ache’.


‘I want to have a family with her.’ Yeah, but you’ve wanted it for a while now. ‘Shut up I have not.’ Oh really? So you don’t know how many kids you want, and you don’t already have their names picked out? ‘Shut up. You’re just a narrator what do you know?’ Anything and everything about you. ‘Whatever. If you know everything then how many kids do I want, and what are the names?’ You want two girls: Amelia ‘Amy’ Rose, and Kathryn ‘Katie’ Leigh. ‘Whatever. That doesn’t prove anything.’


Standing here watching Faith being so sweet with that little boy is just reminding Buffy of all the decisions she’s going to be forced to make. This is the last year of her high school career, and because of it there are going to be a lot of things to think about. Not just about college, but also the type of occupation she’s going to want when she graduates college. Her mother has made it very clear that she can work at the gallery during the summers to give her a little taste of what that’s like. But she isn’t sure if running an art gallery is something she wants to do.


“Faith, I need to go. My mom wanted me home about fifteen minutes ago.” Faith gets up and walks up to the blonde. She knows that things between them aren’t exactly perfect, but she can play dumb for a little while longer. She wraps her arms around the blonde and kisses her on the lips. Buffy responds right away, but before things can deepen they’re interrupted by the laughter and squeals of the little boy lying in the bed. “Bye Tanner, I’ll see you later.” She leaves one last kiss on Faith’s lips before she leaves the house. The walk to hers isn’t long, about fifteen minutes, and she really wants that time to think. ‘Are Faith and I strong enough to last, or is this just a high school romance?’