The Christmas Hunt
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
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Adult +
Chapters:
8
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4,043
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17
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1
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schemes and payback
hey hey, sorry about the time it's taking people. I'm at university now and it's damn hard stuff!! More soon hopefully- I'm on a roll with this one!!
Disclaimer in chapter one.
The morning after she and Buffy decorated the house and the tree, Faith lay in bed seething. She had just under two weeks to hold out against Buffy and her incessant present hunting and provocation. How was she gonna do that? She grabbed a pillow and pulled it to her face as she groaned out loud.
And Red!! Willow had ratted her out to Buffy; well at least the whereabouts of the gifts were safe. But Willow had some serious explaining to do; she was now on the receiving end of frustrated Buffy who mopes a lot or tortuous Buffy. That one was the worst, every time Faith thought she just might get some it was cruelly taken away at the last moment. And the damn post-its just taunting her, soon she would find her stash- just as long as Buffy hadn’t destroyed it all.
Buffy had already taken everything out of their closet to ‘clean it’ which was her poor excuse to see if there was anything hidden that looked vaguely present ish. But to avail Faith just grinned as she actually watched Buffy clean the closet and put everything back slightly disheartened.
She was presently turning over the living room, Faith could hear her. She said that she had gone down to cook breakfast, but right now she could hear quiet curses as every crevice was emptied and refilled.
It was going to be just like Summer all over again, Buffy would try everything she could to get Faith to crack and give her what she wanted. But hopefully Faith had developed the will power she needed, hopefully.
Suddenly an idea hit her, she would play her at her own game- and maybe she could distract her long enough. She slunk off to the shower as she began to plan out her scheme in her mind. Buffy Anne Summers would rue the day she took on this particular Boston babe.
By the time Faith had finished up in the shower and got dressed, the smell of actual food reached her. She slid down the banister to see Buffy in the kitchen pretending to not look a little flustered.
“Morning babe,” Faith smiled as she walked up to her and wrapped her arms around the blonde’s waist. She leant down kissed the top of her head. “Did you lose something?” She felt the smaller woman tense up in her arms; she’d caught her at it!
“Yeah, I needed to take some paper work to the bank today. So, hungry?” Buffy turned, visibly flustered. Faith just grinned at her and hugged her again.
“So you off to school today? To mould and shape their impressionable minds?” Buffy just smiled as she placed their breakfasts down. They ate in moderate silence as Faith schemed and plotted. Soon after Buffy had gone to work Faith began to hatch out her little game.
‘B’s gonna freak!’ she ran about the house placing things here and there trying not to laugh manically as she did so. A lot of work and planning had gone into this, after she had finished it was about mid afternoon. Flopping down into her favourite armchair with a nicely chilled beer she settled to watch the after school toons, waiting for Buffy’s return.
Not long after Faith had finished Buffy had returned from the high school. Faith listened intently as Buffy put away her things and tried helplessly not to giggle. She bit her tongue as the smaller woman returned and sat on her lap.
Buffy wrapped her arms around her lover’s neck and without warning kissed her passionately as if right here and now would be the last time they could be together. Her tongue probing every part of the taller woman’s mouth, a part of her that she had come to know so well. Faith responded to her immediately but eased off and let Buffy take charge, it was always more interesting that way.
The blonde gently broke away leaving Faith with a mildly satisfied grin on her face. “So, how’s my favourite slayer?” Buffy leant down on Faith’s chest listening to her rapidly increased heartbeat.
“Me? I’m well and truly fine B. How was your day?” She heard the older woman sigh against her chest. Her face changed, contorted with concern at her girlfriend’s reaction.
“Oh Faith it was horrible, Robin made me cover some of his classes again and I totally flaked- I hadn’t got a clue.” Faith pulled her closer and snaked her arms around the smaller girl’s waist.
“Maybe they just have discipline issues- or you just don’t have that domineering quality that demands respect from snotty nosed shitty kids. Sure you can kill demons and vampires, but you can hardly threaten them with violence. You just have to learn to be more dominating.” Buffy looked up at the brunette,
“More dominating? I’ll show you more dominating. You are going to eat those words Faith.” Buffy almost jumped off of the stunned brunette, reaching out she pulled her off the sofa and lifted her up and over her shoulder. Faith tried to protest but by the time she could think of something to say Buffy had already carried her to their bedroom.
She tossed her down on their large bed and promptly pinned down the feisty brunette, while Faith reeled out a length of profanities Buffy busied herself by searching through her draws.
“Aha! Just what I was looking for. Aren’t you glad we went to that fancy dress night now??” Buffy produced a pair of handcuffs that had been a part of Faith’s attire at a cops and robbers night at the bronze.
The brunette’s eyes went wide as she saw the chrome cuffs, she could only helplessly watch as Buffy secured both of her hands to the bed stead. Her tirade was promptly ended by a vicious onslaught of lips and tongues meeting. The pressure of the kiss began to bruise their lips, the hungry tongues fighting for dominance.
Buffy ripped herself away and reached into the draws once again, Faith lay on the bed panting and gasping for air. She opened her mouth to speak but Buffy had gagged her, she finished tying the scarf leaving the brunette mute and restrained.
“Not dominating enough, ha. How’d you like me now ‘F’” Buffy raised herself from the younger woman and left the room.
*Oh shit* Faith began to chastise herself, *What the hell have I let myself in for? She’s mad as hell.*
Her eyes nearly popped out of her head when Buffy returned. She had dressed herself up, a small white blouse – unbuttoned just enough to allow full view of her chest. A short pleated skirt that with the slightest breeze would expose, if any, underwear below. She wore thigh high suspenders and her stiletto shoes. For effect she had donned some authoritative looking glasses and tied her hair back.
She lay her head back and felt her eyes roll back, her heart had nearly tripled its beat and the all too familiar feeling in her stomach was getting a little too intense. Buffy was going to make her pay for her flippant comment.
Disclaimer in chapter one.
The morning after she and Buffy decorated the house and the tree, Faith lay in bed seething. She had just under two weeks to hold out against Buffy and her incessant present hunting and provocation. How was she gonna do that? She grabbed a pillow and pulled it to her face as she groaned out loud.
And Red!! Willow had ratted her out to Buffy; well at least the whereabouts of the gifts were safe. But Willow had some serious explaining to do; she was now on the receiving end of frustrated Buffy who mopes a lot or tortuous Buffy. That one was the worst, every time Faith thought she just might get some it was cruelly taken away at the last moment. And the damn post-its just taunting her, soon she would find her stash- just as long as Buffy hadn’t destroyed it all.
Buffy had already taken everything out of their closet to ‘clean it’ which was her poor excuse to see if there was anything hidden that looked vaguely present ish. But to avail Faith just grinned as she actually watched Buffy clean the closet and put everything back slightly disheartened.
She was presently turning over the living room, Faith could hear her. She said that she had gone down to cook breakfast, but right now she could hear quiet curses as every crevice was emptied and refilled.
It was going to be just like Summer all over again, Buffy would try everything she could to get Faith to crack and give her what she wanted. But hopefully Faith had developed the will power she needed, hopefully.
Suddenly an idea hit her, she would play her at her own game- and maybe she could distract her long enough. She slunk off to the shower as she began to plan out her scheme in her mind. Buffy Anne Summers would rue the day she took on this particular Boston babe.
By the time Faith had finished up in the shower and got dressed, the smell of actual food reached her. She slid down the banister to see Buffy in the kitchen pretending to not look a little flustered.
“Morning babe,” Faith smiled as she walked up to her and wrapped her arms around the blonde’s waist. She leant down kissed the top of her head. “Did you lose something?” She felt the smaller woman tense up in her arms; she’d caught her at it!
“Yeah, I needed to take some paper work to the bank today. So, hungry?” Buffy turned, visibly flustered. Faith just grinned at her and hugged her again.
“So you off to school today? To mould and shape their impressionable minds?” Buffy just smiled as she placed their breakfasts down. They ate in moderate silence as Faith schemed and plotted. Soon after Buffy had gone to work Faith began to hatch out her little game.
‘B’s gonna freak!’ she ran about the house placing things here and there trying not to laugh manically as she did so. A lot of work and planning had gone into this, after she had finished it was about mid afternoon. Flopping down into her favourite armchair with a nicely chilled beer she settled to watch the after school toons, waiting for Buffy’s return.
Not long after Faith had finished Buffy had returned from the high school. Faith listened intently as Buffy put away her things and tried helplessly not to giggle. She bit her tongue as the smaller woman returned and sat on her lap.
Buffy wrapped her arms around her lover’s neck and without warning kissed her passionately as if right here and now would be the last time they could be together. Her tongue probing every part of the taller woman’s mouth, a part of her that she had come to know so well. Faith responded to her immediately but eased off and let Buffy take charge, it was always more interesting that way.
The blonde gently broke away leaving Faith with a mildly satisfied grin on her face. “So, how’s my favourite slayer?” Buffy leant down on Faith’s chest listening to her rapidly increased heartbeat.
“Me? I’m well and truly fine B. How was your day?” She heard the older woman sigh against her chest. Her face changed, contorted with concern at her girlfriend’s reaction.
“Oh Faith it was horrible, Robin made me cover some of his classes again and I totally flaked- I hadn’t got a clue.” Faith pulled her closer and snaked her arms around the smaller girl’s waist.
“Maybe they just have discipline issues- or you just don’t have that domineering quality that demands respect from snotty nosed shitty kids. Sure you can kill demons and vampires, but you can hardly threaten them with violence. You just have to learn to be more dominating.” Buffy looked up at the brunette,
“More dominating? I’ll show you more dominating. You are going to eat those words Faith.” Buffy almost jumped off of the stunned brunette, reaching out she pulled her off the sofa and lifted her up and over her shoulder. Faith tried to protest but by the time she could think of something to say Buffy had already carried her to their bedroom.
She tossed her down on their large bed and promptly pinned down the feisty brunette, while Faith reeled out a length of profanities Buffy busied herself by searching through her draws.
“Aha! Just what I was looking for. Aren’t you glad we went to that fancy dress night now??” Buffy produced a pair of handcuffs that had been a part of Faith’s attire at a cops and robbers night at the bronze.
The brunette’s eyes went wide as she saw the chrome cuffs, she could only helplessly watch as Buffy secured both of her hands to the bed stead. Her tirade was promptly ended by a vicious onslaught of lips and tongues meeting. The pressure of the kiss began to bruise their lips, the hungry tongues fighting for dominance.
Buffy ripped herself away and reached into the draws once again, Faith lay on the bed panting and gasping for air. She opened her mouth to speak but Buffy had gagged her, she finished tying the scarf leaving the brunette mute and restrained.
“Not dominating enough, ha. How’d you like me now ‘F’” Buffy raised herself from the younger woman and left the room.
*Oh shit* Faith began to chastise herself, *What the hell have I let myself in for? She’s mad as hell.*
Her eyes nearly popped out of her head when Buffy returned. She had dressed herself up, a small white blouse – unbuttoned just enough to allow full view of her chest. A short pleated skirt that with the slightest breeze would expose, if any, underwear below. She wore thigh high suspenders and her stiletto shoes. For effect she had donned some authoritative looking glasses and tied her hair back.
She lay her head back and felt her eyes roll back, her heart had nearly tripled its beat and the all too familiar feeling in her stomach was getting a little too intense. Buffy was going to make her pay for her flippant comment.