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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
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Adult ++
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8
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6,680
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21
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter 4
[For disclaimers see chapter one]
CHAPTER 4
[Buffy’s POV]
I close the door behind me and lean against it. *God I want her so bad. I know this is wrong though, I mean, its Faith! And hello?! I’m not gay! Maybe it’s all that post slayage H&H that’s making me want this.* I turn on the shower and make sure its cold. I undress myself and sigh.
I step into the shower and close my eyes as the cold water beats down on my back and shoulders. I roll my neck to ease some tension, but no luck. I take sponsponge and run it all over my body, but spend extra time on my breasts. I moan a little and drop the sponge, trailing my fingers over my breasts and stop to roll my nipples between my fingers. I hoped that only that would fix my “problem” but hi, I’m Buffy, the woman with crappy luck.
I run my hand down over my stomach and slip my hand betwee thi thighs. I caress my sex and moan louder and I start to rub clit. I put my head back and I can’t help it, I think its Faith doing this to me.
“Ohh God…” I insert two fingers inside myself and pump them in and out. I spread my legs wider as I go faster, causing me to moan really loud. As I near the edge I start to rub my clit as well, then pinch it and I go over the edge.
“Oh fuck! FAITH!”
[Faith’s POV]
My eyebrows shoot up as I hear her scream my name. I’ve been outside the door, touching myself as well once I heard her first moans. I mean, hearing Buffy do herself is definitely one of the things that makes me need to fuck myself –really- bad.
I completely stopped what I was doing when I heard that. *-Buffy Summers- just screamed my name when she came. Oh God…* I fell the heat spread threw my body and I moan.
But before I could fix my need I hear the shower turn off. *Oh fuck!* I race around the room as I try to put my underwear and pants back on. I zip up my pants just in time as Buffy comes out of the bathroom.
She looks at me and blushes scarlet and I grin, “Have a nice shower?”
She nods and picks out some clothes from her suitcase. I had the urge to say more but I kept my mouth shut because I don’t want to embarrass her more. I think she knows I heard her.
“So we meeting up with everyone for lunch?”
“Uh, yeah. Just let me get dressed,” she said.
I get up, “Alright, I’m gonna go visit Red and Kennedy, come over there when your done.” I give her a smile and walk out, and head over to next door.
I knock on the door and its opened by Kennedy. “Faith, I was wondering when you’d show up.”
“Huh?”
“Heard Buffy, these walls are kinda thin,” she grinned. “So how was she?”
I sigh, “I wish I knew. That wasn’t me doing it, it was her. God knows we were pretty damn close though. I---“
I got cut off by Willow coming over to us, and evil glare on her face. “What did you do to Buffy?”
I raise my eyebrows, “I didn’t do anything to B, she did it to herself.”
Willow’s e fae faltered, “Oh.” She paused then said, “Well back off Faith. She’s vulnerable right now, with Spike dying and all. She doesn’t need someone like you getting a one off with her.”
“Excuse me? Someone like –me-? What the hell is that suppose to me?” I step closer to her, glaring.
“Oh please, like you don’t know! You---“ Willow was cut off by Kennedy slapping han hand over her mouth.
“Honey, I love you but now would be a good time to shut up.” She took her hand off of her mouth and continued, “Faith doesn’t just want a one off with Buffy, alright? If you want a more elaborate response as to why, you’ll have to ask her.”
Willow turned to me, no longer glaring, just a questioning look on her face. “Why?”
I blush, “I uh…” *This is so fucking awkward*
“You like her?” I nod my head slowly.
“A lot?” I nod again.
She walks over to me, staring intently into my eyes for a long time. After awhile she looked surprised and whispered:
“You’re in love with her.” It was a statement, not a question.
I blush furiously, “I um, gotta go…” I turn around and walk out the door, running strait into Buffy when she walked out of our room.
“Oh shit! Sorry B!” I pick myself up and hold my hand out for her to grab. *Smooth Faithy.*
[Buffy’s POV]
I reach up and take Faiths hand, blushing. I know she heard me when I was in the shower, I forgot she was in the next room and was a little bit too loud. She doesn’t seem weirder out by it though, if anything she seems happy. But that’s just the way Faith is I guess. She’s ‘get some, get gone’ girl and I’m not sure if I want her to ‘get gone’ after.
“You okay?”
“Yeah, fine,” I give her a light smile.
She inches away from me and I can feel her warm breath on my face. *Why aren’t I moving? Why isn’t –she- moving?* I didn’t even notice my eyes were trained on her breasts until she put a finger under my chin and tipped up my head to look her in the eye.
“You’re beautiful,” she whispers and I can feel my chest rising and falling faster than normal at her lips that are less than an inch away from mine.
“You are too,” I whisper back. She’s searches my eyes and I know what she’s looking for: she wants to kiss me. *Yes! Do it! Wait no, bad! If I start I wont be able to stop and Faith probably doesn’t want what I want. What –do- I want? Faith. I want Faith. I want her completely. And God I want those lips on mine…* I lean in closer to her and brush my lips up against hers, “I want you, Faith.”
“Buffy?!”
I whip around and jump away from Faith so fast I trip. The wall broke my fall however and I lean against it. “What Xander?”
He looked at me disbelievingly, “We’re you going to kiss –Faith-? What the hell is going on!?”
Xander was being really loud and people started coming out of their rooms.
“I, uh…” I really didn’t know what to say.
Faith came to my rescue. “Chill Xan-man, she was just whispering something to me. No big.”
“The why the hell were her lips a fraction away from yours?!” He was really rip shit and I don’t even know why.
“Look, she wasn’t. But what is she was! Jeez, don’t see why I’d be any business of –yours-.” She glared at him. *Oh no.*
“Faith if you –touch- her I swear it’ll be the last thing you do! I don’t need you fucking with her head!” He stepped closer in warning.
“I’m not fucking with her head Xander! Jesus! Did you ever stop and think that I might actually –like- her? Huh?! Did you?! Stop fucking judging me! You don’t know me anymore!” If looks could kill, Xander would be dead and buried.
“You don’t deserve her Faith! Your close to nothing! You –are- nothing! Don’t you think we’ve all forgiven you? Well your –wrong-. I don’t believe you’ve changed for a minute! You’re a murderous whore Faith and you always will be!”
My hand connected with his face so fast I didn’t even think twice about slapping him. “Shut up Xander! Don’t you EVER say those things about Faith again, do you hear me?!” He glared at me and I made to slap him again and he nodded.
“Fine, I don’t care. But she’ll fuck you over.”
I ignore him and turn around to talk to Faith but I’m greeted by every other persons face that sinter hers. “Where did she go ask ask kind of desperately.
Two girls point down the hallway and I take off in that direction. *Please don’t leave Faith, please don’t leave*
CHAPTER 4
[Buffy’s POV]
I close the door behind me and lean against it. *God I want her so bad. I know this is wrong though, I mean, its Faith! And hello?! I’m not gay! Maybe it’s all that post slayage H&H that’s making me want this.* I turn on the shower and make sure its cold. I undress myself and sigh.
I step into the shower and close my eyes as the cold water beats down on my back and shoulders. I roll my neck to ease some tension, but no luck. I take sponsponge and run it all over my body, but spend extra time on my breasts. I moan a little and drop the sponge, trailing my fingers over my breasts and stop to roll my nipples between my fingers. I hoped that only that would fix my “problem” but hi, I’m Buffy, the woman with crappy luck.
I run my hand down over my stomach and slip my hand betwee thi thighs. I caress my sex and moan louder and I start to rub clit. I put my head back and I can’t help it, I think its Faith doing this to me.
“Ohh God…” I insert two fingers inside myself and pump them in and out. I spread my legs wider as I go faster, causing me to moan really loud. As I near the edge I start to rub my clit as well, then pinch it and I go over the edge.
“Oh fuck! FAITH!”
[Faith’s POV]
My eyebrows shoot up as I hear her scream my name. I’ve been outside the door, touching myself as well once I heard her first moans. I mean, hearing Buffy do herself is definitely one of the things that makes me need to fuck myself –really- bad.
I completely stopped what I was doing when I heard that. *-Buffy Summers- just screamed my name when she came. Oh God…* I fell the heat spread threw my body and I moan.
But before I could fix my need I hear the shower turn off. *Oh fuck!* I race around the room as I try to put my underwear and pants back on. I zip up my pants just in time as Buffy comes out of the bathroom.
She looks at me and blushes scarlet and I grin, “Have a nice shower?”
She nods and picks out some clothes from her suitcase. I had the urge to say more but I kept my mouth shut because I don’t want to embarrass her more. I think she knows I heard her.
“So we meeting up with everyone for lunch?”
“Uh, yeah. Just let me get dressed,” she said.
I get up, “Alright, I’m gonna go visit Red and Kennedy, come over there when your done.” I give her a smile and walk out, and head over to next door.
I knock on the door and its opened by Kennedy. “Faith, I was wondering when you’d show up.”
“Huh?”
“Heard Buffy, these walls are kinda thin,” she grinned. “So how was she?”
I sigh, “I wish I knew. That wasn’t me doing it, it was her. God knows we were pretty damn close though. I---“
I got cut off by Willow coming over to us, and evil glare on her face. “What did you do to Buffy?”
I raise my eyebrows, “I didn’t do anything to B, she did it to herself.”
Willow’s e fae faltered, “Oh.” She paused then said, “Well back off Faith. She’s vulnerable right now, with Spike dying and all. She doesn’t need someone like you getting a one off with her.”
“Excuse me? Someone like –me-? What the hell is that suppose to me?” I step closer to her, glaring.
“Oh please, like you don’t know! You---“ Willow was cut off by Kennedy slapping han hand over her mouth.
“Honey, I love you but now would be a good time to shut up.” She took her hand off of her mouth and continued, “Faith doesn’t just want a one off with Buffy, alright? If you want a more elaborate response as to why, you’ll have to ask her.”
Willow turned to me, no longer glaring, just a questioning look on her face. “Why?”
I blush, “I uh…” *This is so fucking awkward*
“You like her?” I nod my head slowly.
“A lot?” I nod again.
She walks over to me, staring intently into my eyes for a long time. After awhile she looked surprised and whispered:
“You’re in love with her.” It was a statement, not a question.
I blush furiously, “I um, gotta go…” I turn around and walk out the door, running strait into Buffy when she walked out of our room.
“Oh shit! Sorry B!” I pick myself up and hold my hand out for her to grab. *Smooth Faithy.*
[Buffy’s POV]
I reach up and take Faiths hand, blushing. I know she heard me when I was in the shower, I forgot she was in the next room and was a little bit too loud. She doesn’t seem weirder out by it though, if anything she seems happy. But that’s just the way Faith is I guess. She’s ‘get some, get gone’ girl and I’m not sure if I want her to ‘get gone’ after.
“You okay?”
“Yeah, fine,” I give her a light smile.
She inches away from me and I can feel her warm breath on my face. *Why aren’t I moving? Why isn’t –she- moving?* I didn’t even notice my eyes were trained on her breasts until she put a finger under my chin and tipped up my head to look her in the eye.
“You’re beautiful,” she whispers and I can feel my chest rising and falling faster than normal at her lips that are less than an inch away from mine.
“You are too,” I whisper back. She’s searches my eyes and I know what she’s looking for: she wants to kiss me. *Yes! Do it! Wait no, bad! If I start I wont be able to stop and Faith probably doesn’t want what I want. What –do- I want? Faith. I want Faith. I want her completely. And God I want those lips on mine…* I lean in closer to her and brush my lips up against hers, “I want you, Faith.”
“Buffy?!”
I whip around and jump away from Faith so fast I trip. The wall broke my fall however and I lean against it. “What Xander?”
He looked at me disbelievingly, “We’re you going to kiss –Faith-? What the hell is going on!?”
Xander was being really loud and people started coming out of their rooms.
“I, uh…” I really didn’t know what to say.
Faith came to my rescue. “Chill Xan-man, she was just whispering something to me. No big.”
“The why the hell were her lips a fraction away from yours?!” He was really rip shit and I don’t even know why.
“Look, she wasn’t. But what is she was! Jeez, don’t see why I’d be any business of –yours-.” She glared at him. *Oh no.*
“Faith if you –touch- her I swear it’ll be the last thing you do! I don’t need you fucking with her head!” He stepped closer in warning.
“I’m not fucking with her head Xander! Jesus! Did you ever stop and think that I might actually –like- her? Huh?! Did you?! Stop fucking judging me! You don’t know me anymore!” If looks could kill, Xander would be dead and buried.
“You don’t deserve her Faith! Your close to nothing! You –are- nothing! Don’t you think we’ve all forgiven you? Well your –wrong-. I don’t believe you’ve changed for a minute! You’re a murderous whore Faith and you always will be!”
My hand connected with his face so fast I didn’t even think twice about slapping him. “Shut up Xander! Don’t you EVER say those things about Faith again, do you hear me?!” He glared at me and I made to slap him again and he nodded.
“Fine, I don’t care. But she’ll fuck you over.”
I ignore him and turn around to talk to Faith but I’m greeted by every other persons face that sinter hers. “Where did she go ask ask kind of desperately.
Two girls point down the hallway and I take off in that direction. *Please don’t leave Faith, please don’t leave*