Private Dance
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BtVS AU/AR › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
3,294
Reviews:
18
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter 4
Title: Private Dance
Author: Lynio (lynio@yahoo.com)
Summary: Sequel to “Solo Dance.” AU with Faith as the Slayer. Will Faith become the “First” for Buffy the Private Dancer? You know it!
Rating: NC-17 (Contains graphic depiction of girl-on-girl action)
Pairing: F/B Reference to B/A (Angel is not a vampire)
Cameo: Riley works at the strip club.
Dedication: Electra, for being the first one to feature my fics on their website and for all the “happy” times you’ve given me through your fics. Thanks girl_friend!! ;)
Beta: Val, my mentor.
Disclaimer: All characters don’t belong to me. You know who owns them. I’m just borrowing and taking them out for some fun.
Chapter 4
Faith’s POV
I’m not much of a foreplay kind of gal but I agreed to her little dance just to prove her wrong. I’m usually wham-bam-boom, getting right to the business at hand. No beating around the bush for me, just straight to the bush is my motto. Hey, I get no complaints.
Besides, if her lap dancing was any proof, I was up for a definite treat.
She gets me seated on a chair facing the bed, gives me a quick kiss and pats my head.
“Now stay.”
What the-? What am I? A fuckin’ lap dog? I crease my eyebrows at her for giving me such a command.
She heads toward the CD player on the small table near the door and puts in a disc. She selects a song then turns up the volume. It’s some French techno song with lots of bass and drums thumping in a steady beat. She starts by slowly swaying her body getting into groove of the song, messing up her golden locks with one hand while her hips lazily grind to the music. Her hips are circling in slow motion as if she had an invisible hula-hoop. Of course if it had been an actual one, it would have fallen flat on the ground, at the rate she was swirling her hips. I’m liking the music and can’t complain about the view, got the best damn seat in the house.
She then struts seductively to stand before me with her back to me. She starts to undress, removing her teddy over her shoulders, giving it a little twirl above her head before tossing it away. Now and then turning her head back to take little sneak peaks at me to gage my reaction and throwing me smiles. She turns to face me in her pink lace bra and matching lace panties doing a sexy slow belly dance. Her tight little body is amazing. You can tell she’s been working out with muscles nice and tone but not overtly cut. She still had soft curves in all the right places.
She turns around again, starts to lower her panties but before it’s low enough, she pulls it back up and fingers the panty edges back into place. Damn, what a tease. Oh, she’s gonna pay for that one. She’s making me squirm in my chair. She then pulls one of her bra straps away and lets it drop over her arm. She smiles at me circling her shoulders but covering her chest with her arms and I’m itching to see more. I have to take in a deep breath and gulp to tame my hormones. I didn’t even notice I was holding my breath.
Now she’s pulling down both her straps and lowering her bra to her waist still wriggling around and covering herself up; not giving me the goods. She finally unhooks it, turns around and tosses the lacy bra to me. I get my second look at her pert breasts since that night I met her. They’re more ample from what I remember and she’s getting me so fuckin’ turned on. This girl is definitely doing a number on me. I catch the bra and bring it up to my nose taking in her clean lavender scent, arousing me even more.
She approaches me and removes my leather jacket from my shoulders. She glides her hands down to my legs for balance and does this exasperatingly slow wiggle for me. It’s sooo sexy. Then she rubs her whole body against me, her soft breasts right up against my face and her hot, wet sex against my chest. Before I can get one of her nipples in my mouth, she drops down to her knees and inches toward my crotch.
Oh Holy Christ! She just licked my center through my jeans then took a big bite of my mound. Hot damn, my hips buck at the pleasurable pain she inflicted. I never bargained for her to be this fuckin’ hot. Here I am thinking I was gonna give her the ride of her life but this girl has turned it around and is fucking torturing me with her teasing. I tell ya, this has to be a definite perk for dating a stripper. She practically has me creaming in my pants with just that one lick.
She comes back up, straddles my lap and begins kissing my neck, sending shivers down my body, her warm breath steaming up my skin. She then starts to slowly grind against my legs. My hands latch on to her boobs and start kneading them, reveling in my first feel of her soft silky bare breasts. Man, I love the feel of REAL breasts.
Then without warning she gets up and steps toward the bed. FUCK! This girl is fuckin’ teasing me alright. She bends over the bed with her back to me and makes those figure eights with her cute tight butt. She flashes me the crotch of her panties as she bends over and I can see how wet she is. I don’t know how much more I can take of this without bursting.
She moves to the left side of the bed then slinks onto it, stretching herself out like a cat showing me the full length of her limber body. She turns to lie on her back with her knees bent, and then lifts her hips into the air, thrusting up and down in long slow strokes. I’m grinding in my seat along with her movement to get some sort of release. Hot damn, I’m about ready to pop.
Her hands rub herself, touching every erogenous zone on her torso. She then brings her hands between her thighs and starts to rub them thoroughly while still continuing to thrust in the air. I can’t help but start touching myself too. My throbbing clit is aching for some more friction.
She turns her head to me and I’m caught with my hand in my pants. She smiles and motions me with her finger to come over. Oh yeah, here I come, baby.
My body was dying to be close to her. I move to the edge of the bed then open her legs for me. She yanks me by my tank top, almost tearing it, making me fall on top of her. She crashes her lips into mine, kissing me with so much hunger. God, I’ve never been this turned on by someone. She’s a fucking animal in the sack.
She tugs at my tank hem wanting to remove it. I break our fevered kiss and sit up on my knees raising my arms so she can easily pull it off me. My breasts bouncing back in place once free from their only covering. Her eyes span down and plant themselves on my chest.
“Like what you see, babe?” Sticking my twins out even more for her viewing pleasure.
“Oh yeah, I definitely LIKE.”
Author: Lynio (lynio@yahoo.com)
Summary: Sequel to “Solo Dance.” AU with Faith as the Slayer. Will Faith become the “First” for Buffy the Private Dancer? You know it!
Rating: NC-17 (Contains graphic depiction of girl-on-girl action)
Pairing: F/B Reference to B/A (Angel is not a vampire)
Cameo: Riley works at the strip club.
Dedication: Electra, for being the first one to feature my fics on their website and for all the “happy” times you’ve given me through your fics. Thanks girl_friend!! ;)
Beta: Val, my mentor.
Disclaimer: All characters don’t belong to me. You know who owns them. I’m just borrowing and taking them out for some fun.
Chapter 4
Faith’s POV
I’m not much of a foreplay kind of gal but I agreed to her little dance just to prove her wrong. I’m usually wham-bam-boom, getting right to the business at hand. No beating around the bush for me, just straight to the bush is my motto. Hey, I get no complaints.
Besides, if her lap dancing was any proof, I was up for a definite treat.
She gets me seated on a chair facing the bed, gives me a quick kiss and pats my head.
“Now stay.”
What the-? What am I? A fuckin’ lap dog? I crease my eyebrows at her for giving me such a command.
She heads toward the CD player on the small table near the door and puts in a disc. She selects a song then turns up the volume. It’s some French techno song with lots of bass and drums thumping in a steady beat. She starts by slowly swaying her body getting into groove of the song, messing up her golden locks with one hand while her hips lazily grind to the music. Her hips are circling in slow motion as if she had an invisible hula-hoop. Of course if it had been an actual one, it would have fallen flat on the ground, at the rate she was swirling her hips. I’m liking the music and can’t complain about the view, got the best damn seat in the house.
She then struts seductively to stand before me with her back to me. She starts to undress, removing her teddy over her shoulders, giving it a little twirl above her head before tossing it away. Now and then turning her head back to take little sneak peaks at me to gage my reaction and throwing me smiles. She turns to face me in her pink lace bra and matching lace panties doing a sexy slow belly dance. Her tight little body is amazing. You can tell she’s been working out with muscles nice and tone but not overtly cut. She still had soft curves in all the right places.
She turns around again, starts to lower her panties but before it’s low enough, she pulls it back up and fingers the panty edges back into place. Damn, what a tease. Oh, she’s gonna pay for that one. She’s making me squirm in my chair. She then pulls one of her bra straps away and lets it drop over her arm. She smiles at me circling her shoulders but covering her chest with her arms and I’m itching to see more. I have to take in a deep breath and gulp to tame my hormones. I didn’t even notice I was holding my breath.
Now she’s pulling down both her straps and lowering her bra to her waist still wriggling around and covering herself up; not giving me the goods. She finally unhooks it, turns around and tosses the lacy bra to me. I get my second look at her pert breasts since that night I met her. They’re more ample from what I remember and she’s getting me so fuckin’ turned on. This girl is definitely doing a number on me. I catch the bra and bring it up to my nose taking in her clean lavender scent, arousing me even more.
She approaches me and removes my leather jacket from my shoulders. She glides her hands down to my legs for balance and does this exasperatingly slow wiggle for me. It’s sooo sexy. Then she rubs her whole body against me, her soft breasts right up against my face and her hot, wet sex against my chest. Before I can get one of her nipples in my mouth, she drops down to her knees and inches toward my crotch.
Oh Holy Christ! She just licked my center through my jeans then took a big bite of my mound. Hot damn, my hips buck at the pleasurable pain she inflicted. I never bargained for her to be this fuckin’ hot. Here I am thinking I was gonna give her the ride of her life but this girl has turned it around and is fucking torturing me with her teasing. I tell ya, this has to be a definite perk for dating a stripper. She practically has me creaming in my pants with just that one lick.
She comes back up, straddles my lap and begins kissing my neck, sending shivers down my body, her warm breath steaming up my skin. She then starts to slowly grind against my legs. My hands latch on to her boobs and start kneading them, reveling in my first feel of her soft silky bare breasts. Man, I love the feel of REAL breasts.
Then without warning she gets up and steps toward the bed. FUCK! This girl is fuckin’ teasing me alright. She bends over the bed with her back to me and makes those figure eights with her cute tight butt. She flashes me the crotch of her panties as she bends over and I can see how wet she is. I don’t know how much more I can take of this without bursting.
She moves to the left side of the bed then slinks onto it, stretching herself out like a cat showing me the full length of her limber body. She turns to lie on her back with her knees bent, and then lifts her hips into the air, thrusting up and down in long slow strokes. I’m grinding in my seat along with her movement to get some sort of release. Hot damn, I’m about ready to pop.
Her hands rub herself, touching every erogenous zone on her torso. She then brings her hands between her thighs and starts to rub them thoroughly while still continuing to thrust in the air. I can’t help but start touching myself too. My throbbing clit is aching for some more friction.
She turns her head to me and I’m caught with my hand in my pants. She smiles and motions me with her finger to come over. Oh yeah, here I come, baby.
My body was dying to be close to her. I move to the edge of the bed then open her legs for me. She yanks me by my tank top, almost tearing it, making me fall on top of her. She crashes her lips into mine, kissing me with so much hunger. God, I’ve never been this turned on by someone. She’s a fucking animal in the sack.
She tugs at my tank hem wanting to remove it. I break our fevered kiss and sit up on my knees raising my arms so she can easily pull it off me. My breasts bouncing back in place once free from their only covering. Her eyes span down and plant themselves on my chest.
“Like what you see, babe?” Sticking my twins out even more for her viewing pleasure.
“Oh yeah, I definitely LIKE.”