Buffys Little Secret

CHAPTER 4 - REALIZATION

I can't wait to take Buffy out. Not just cause I plan on getting in her pants tonight but because B and me don’t spend a lot of time together. Well, minus shopping. She always seems to want to go shopping with ME rather than like, Willow. Which I don’t understand cause I think Willow would like it more than me.

Except for the whole seeing B in her underwear thing. I know I'd like that more than she would. So I guess shopping wasn’t THAT bad.

I'm now running around my apartment trying to get ready. I just got out of the shower and trying to find a hot outfit that says 'I wanna bend you over and fuck you from behind while you play with your tits'. I guess that isn't that hard though, all my outfits say 'sex' any which way I mix and match them.

There's a knock on my door so I get up and answer it.

Buffy's standing there, looking kind of nervous.

"Hey B." I move out of the way to let her in.

She looked at me and her eyes wandered over my body. I'm only wearing a towel.

"Um, hey Faith."

She walked in and sat down on my bed, fiddling with the bed spread. "So um, where are we going?"

"You'll see."

I go back to my closet and choose a red halter with a bare back and some black leather pants. Bra? No. Underwear? Never.

I put my clothes on the table and look through it for some clothes for Buffy. I hold up a black tube top for her, "You like?"

"Uh, yeah. Thanks."

Pants… pants… oh! How about a skirt? "Hey B you wanna wear a skirt?"

She shrugged, "Whatever you think will look good."

You know what would look good? You having NO clothes on. That would look mighty fine.

I hand her the clothes and then drop my towel to change.

"Fai-- w-what are you--?"

"Chill B, not like you haven't seen a naked woman before. Plus, I'm not even facing you. You just get a nice look at my nice ass," I smirk as I pull on some pants.

I turn around, "And now my breasts." She gasped and looked away, blushing. I pulled on my shirt.

She was fidgeting a little and I threw her some clothes. "Here."

She looked at me and what I saw took my breath away.

Desire.

Sure, it was hidden under her being all uncomfortable but there was desire there.

She got up and ran top the bathroom with her clothes as quickly as she could as I headed to the mirror. I was so in tonight.

She came out a few minutes later wearing the clothes I gave her.

Holy Damn. My girl looked FINE! She should wear this stuff more often.

After I applied my makeup I walked over to her. "Lookin good, B," I wink at her. "Now for your makeup."

I outlined her eyes in black and used a smoky gray eye shadow. I held her face lightly with my hand, caressing her cheek gently as I did it. I could feel her face heating up again and I just smiled softly at her, "It's only me Buffy, no need to get embarrassed."

"Y-Your just so…" She stopped.

I applied mascara and then looked at her, "I'm just so what?"

"Your so flirty a-and I don’t know if you're just naturally that way or if it's… or if it's just with me…" She looked away.

"I'm naturally flirty," I say and I can see a little disappointment in her eyes. "But I enjoy it a lot more with you."

She looked up at me, a questioning gaze, "Why?"

"Because you're Buffy."

She clearly didn’t get it and really I thought my explanation both sucked and was pretty accurate at the same time. I didn’t want to tell her I liked her, that'd be opening up that can of worms I was not ready to deal with.

"Lipstick now," I say, changing the subject.

I picked out the Harlot and applied it to her lips. I stood back to admire my work. "God you're sexy."

She blushed, "Thanks."

I took her hand, "Come on, fun now." And we headed out the door.

Fifteen minutes later we arrived at this club called "Kitten". Yeah, makes me think of 'sex kitten'. Maybe that’s why they did it. Sex, sex kitten, kitten sex… Ugh! I can't believe I just thought that. Okay, forget it. Its called "Kitten" and I'm not thinking as to why anymore.

I held Buffy's hand as we entered the club and got us some seats. She sat down and looked around the club for a bit before speaking.

Then she noticed something.

"Faith! This is a GAY club!" She hissed at me quietly.

I guess she noticed all the couples were same-sex ones. I grinned a little, "So? I love it here."

She was about to say something else but then stopped and thought about it. "I guess it's not a big deal…"

"Damn straight. Now lemme go get us something to drink."

I blew her a kiss and laughed at her shocked face before getting up and heading to the bar.

"Hey Faith," the bartender addressed me.

"Hey Mike, two of the regular."

He looked behind me and at Buffy, "Dang girl! She yours? She sexy!"

I laughed a little, "You know I'd probably break your hand if you were straight and said that."

He laughed too as he started fixing up my Jack and coke. Gotta love that shit. "Well is she? Spill the details!"

I shrug, "Naw, she's got a boyfriend." I make a puking motion at the word 'boyfriend' and he laughed again.

"You want her bad huh?"

"Oh yeah. Obvious?"

"Only to me," he grinned. "And MAYBE every other person with eyes."

"Fuck that! Not like I was making moon eyes at her!"

He handed me the two drinks, "Nope, but you were giving out more than your usual 'Faith vibe'. I know you Fai, you go out and pick out a chick, fuck her, than dump her. Yet you bring this girl here, who isn't even involved with you yet. I know you don’t take girls out, you go out and find them. So are you on date or something?"

I grumble, "Or something. She'd never see it as a date." I look down a little, disappointed at that thought.

Mike let out a dramatic gasp. "Faithy! You actually LIKE like her! You just don’t wanna get in her pants do you?!"

I shoot him a look, "Shhh!! Jesus, loud much? No, I don’t just wanna get in her pants, Mike."

"You'd actually consider settling down with this girl and having a…," he mock gasped, "relationship??" He looked at me like it was the most absurd thing he ever heard.

If I were the blushing type, I would be right now. "Yeah, I would."

He clapped his hands together, "My little Faithy's growing up!"

"You really are a flamboyant little thing you know that?" I laugh a little and he laughs too.

"Damn she must be something," he said appreciatively and looked at Buffy again.

"Yeah," I say quietly, "She is."

Then something hit me.

I can't do this.

I can't get her drunk and fuck her, that would ruin everything! Our friendship would be screwed over. And as much as I want to have sex with her, I don’t want the price to be our friendship.

But that’s not gonna stop me from trying to get her to go out with me.

TBC…