Chestnuts Ablazin'
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
3,517
Reviews:
11
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter 4
Title: Chestnuts Ablazin’
Author: Lynio (lynio@yahoo.com)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: F/B
Beta: Val, my mentor. You’re the bomb.
Disclaimer: All characters don’t belong to me. . .
A/N: Here's to starting the New Year with a 'bang.' See? I'm not so mean after all. :P
A/N: Just had to make an edit. I got distracted and forgot to remove Buffy's panties...lol.
Chapter 4
Buffy’s POV
I just couldn’t say ‘no’ to her any more, and my resolve to take it slow has been completely broken down by her unrelenting seduction. She was right; I do want this as much as she does.
It was something about the gift she bought for me; it was so personal. It was like a sign that she cared for me too, somehow still carrying the same torch for me even in the midst of her memory loss. How else could she have known? I suspected she had a thing for me since we first met, but I was too confused to acknowledge it then.
She removes her shirt, pulling it over her head. And why am I not surprised, she’s not wearing a bra? She unbuckles her belt and for the second time tonight, pulls her pants down for me. Hah, that WAS pretty sly of me to get her pants to try on, wasn’t it?
She’s completely naked in front of me and I’m stunned by how gorgeous she is. She’s much thinner compared to how she used to be, but still managed to keep her killer curves. Her breasts look even bigger in proportion to her body. She smiles at me noticing how entranced I am by her ample chest.
She reaches her arms around me to unhook my water bra and tosses it aside, revealing my actual breast size. I look away feeling a little embarrassed for wearing it, don’t know what I was thinking. I wanted to look my best for her on Christmas.
The sales lady from dress shop suggested the bra to me after she saw how much the dress drooped in the front area. I never thought about how awkward it would feel to have it removed by someone, let alone, it being Faith of all people doing the honors.
“You didn’t need that bra to look good, B.”
Surprisingly, she said the right thing and made me feel better about myself, boosting my confidence.
“Oh yeah, then why were your eyes planted on my chest the whole evening?”
“Ok, I’ll admit. I was temporarily blinded by them, but I like your rack the way it is.”
Proving her point, she fondles them with her hands, giving them a good rub down. Her attentive petting was setting fire to my small pert breasts. She lowers her head and puts a nipple in her warm mouth, spreading the flames to my ‘Delta of Venus.’ I feel myself being lowered to my bed and my head tilts up to thank my lucky stars for tonight.
She doesn’t waste any time, her hand already trailing down to my center. After quickly slipping my panties off, she runs a finger between my folds, gathering my wetness. My breath hitches at the first contact and my hips jerk forward when she reaches my clit. I knew she was fast with her “want, take, have” motto but I really had no idea to what extent. Her mere touch was accelerating the burning sensation through my system.
“Oh, Faith.” I moan out as she circles my clit with her finger, applying just the right amount of sweet pressure. Obviously, she hasn’t forgotten those skills in the bedroom area that she always bragged about. She knows exactly what she’s doing.
She slowly strokes my enlarged clit, bringing the length of her finger across it and teasing my hole with each passing stroke. My hips instinctively move against her steady rhythm as her mouth continues to suck on my painfully erect nipple.
She leaves my breasts to hover over me, looking at me like she was memorizing my face. On the next pass of my soaked entrance, her finger enters me deep. I shut my eyes in response, wanting to burn her initial penetration into memory. She holds it in, letting me get the full effect of her being inside me.
“Oh my God, that feels so good.”
I think that was me, I’ve never heard my voice so husky before. She’s pumping into me using long deep strokes. Our legs are tangled together and I can feel her wetness spilling out of her onto my thigh. I bend my leg, pressing it further between her legs.
She starts grinding her hips, rubbing her clit against my front thigh in time to the movement of her thrusting fingers. The room was engulfed by a symphony of moans and wet smacking. My hips were grinding along with her, causing the bed to creak with our steady rocking.
“Yeah baby, that’s it.”
That was her throaty voice this time, encouraging me to keep up with her. She adds a second finger, spreading me, filling me so deliciously, and increasing my pleasure. I tried to stifle my scream, letting out a squeal instead. She senses I’m getting close and picks up the pace, thrusting into me deeper and harder.
My thigh is just about numb from her equally hard and fast rubbing against it. The raging fire has turned into an inferno in my belly and I’m ready to explode. She curls her fingers within me hitting that spot, sending shockwaves through my entire body.
I scream out loud, no longer holding back, as a huge orgasm courses through me, dousing the wildfire in my body. My inner walls tightening around her slicked fingers and my body trembles underneath her. I never dreamed I’d be doing this with her so soon, but I couldn’t be more happier right now.
She starts to jerk uncontrollably against my leg, riding out her orgasm while my mind is still reeling from the aftershocks. She grunts into my ear as she comes, her legs squeezing tighter around my leg. I hold her tight as she is over taken by the intensity of her climax.
She lay there on top of me, both of us fully spent, our clammy skin warm with afterglow. She finally pulled her fingers out of me, once my walls had relaxed.
When our breathing and heart rates finally returned to normal, she moved to lie beside me, our bodies facing each other with our limbs still intertwined.
A scary thought crosses my mind and I stared apprehensively at her, searching deep into her eyes for some sort of signal or sign of the worst.
“What’s the matter, B? Are you regretting it already?”
“No. It’s just. . .I have this history of turning people evil after sleeping with them.”
It sounded silly after saying it aloud, but I didn’t want a repeat of the first night I spent with Angel. I wanted to be sure with Faith, sure that I didn’t somehow cause her to go evil or psycho again.
“You’re joking, right?”
“No, it’s happened. Are you sure you’re not having any evil thoughts?”
“Well, now that you mention it. I AM thinking of something evil.”
“Are you serious?” I sit upright on the bed giving me some distance from her to defend myself.
“Yup, in fact, my thoughts are really NAUGHTY right now.”
She gives me an evil grin and lunges forward, knocking me back onto the bed and pinning me down.
“Ready for round two, girlfriend?”
She’s waggling her eyebrows and grinning so much, her dimples look like sunken caves. She presses her leg against my still sore pussy and makes me moan instantly.
“Faith, you already gave me the best gift with that huge orgasm.”
“That’s just the beginning, babe. It’s still Christmas, and I’m not done with the GIVING and the RECEIVING.”
She starts to make her way down my body placing random kisses along my stomach. She licks her lips and gives me a devilish grin, right before lowering her head to feed on my ‘manger.’
Oh Holy night! This Christmas is about to get even better.
The End
Author: Lynio (lynio@yahoo.com)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: F/B
Beta: Val, my mentor. You’re the bomb.
Disclaimer: All characters don’t belong to me. . .
A/N: Here's to starting the New Year with a 'bang.' See? I'm not so mean after all. :P
A/N: Just had to make an edit. I got distracted and forgot to remove Buffy's panties...lol.
Chapter 4
Buffy’s POV
I just couldn’t say ‘no’ to her any more, and my resolve to take it slow has been completely broken down by her unrelenting seduction. She was right; I do want this as much as she does.
It was something about the gift she bought for me; it was so personal. It was like a sign that she cared for me too, somehow still carrying the same torch for me even in the midst of her memory loss. How else could she have known? I suspected she had a thing for me since we first met, but I was too confused to acknowledge it then.
She removes her shirt, pulling it over her head. And why am I not surprised, she’s not wearing a bra? She unbuckles her belt and for the second time tonight, pulls her pants down for me. Hah, that WAS pretty sly of me to get her pants to try on, wasn’t it?
She’s completely naked in front of me and I’m stunned by how gorgeous she is. She’s much thinner compared to how she used to be, but still managed to keep her killer curves. Her breasts look even bigger in proportion to her body. She smiles at me noticing how entranced I am by her ample chest.
She reaches her arms around me to unhook my water bra and tosses it aside, revealing my actual breast size. I look away feeling a little embarrassed for wearing it, don’t know what I was thinking. I wanted to look my best for her on Christmas.
The sales lady from dress shop suggested the bra to me after she saw how much the dress drooped in the front area. I never thought about how awkward it would feel to have it removed by someone, let alone, it being Faith of all people doing the honors.
“You didn’t need that bra to look good, B.”
Surprisingly, she said the right thing and made me feel better about myself, boosting my confidence.
“Oh yeah, then why were your eyes planted on my chest the whole evening?”
“Ok, I’ll admit. I was temporarily blinded by them, but I like your rack the way it is.”
Proving her point, she fondles them with her hands, giving them a good rub down. Her attentive petting was setting fire to my small pert breasts. She lowers her head and puts a nipple in her warm mouth, spreading the flames to my ‘Delta of Venus.’ I feel myself being lowered to my bed and my head tilts up to thank my lucky stars for tonight.
She doesn’t waste any time, her hand already trailing down to my center. After quickly slipping my panties off, she runs a finger between my folds, gathering my wetness. My breath hitches at the first contact and my hips jerk forward when she reaches my clit. I knew she was fast with her “want, take, have” motto but I really had no idea to what extent. Her mere touch was accelerating the burning sensation through my system.
“Oh, Faith.” I moan out as she circles my clit with her finger, applying just the right amount of sweet pressure. Obviously, she hasn’t forgotten those skills in the bedroom area that she always bragged about. She knows exactly what she’s doing.
She slowly strokes my enlarged clit, bringing the length of her finger across it and teasing my hole with each passing stroke. My hips instinctively move against her steady rhythm as her mouth continues to suck on my painfully erect nipple.
She leaves my breasts to hover over me, looking at me like she was memorizing my face. On the next pass of my soaked entrance, her finger enters me deep. I shut my eyes in response, wanting to burn her initial penetration into memory. She holds it in, letting me get the full effect of her being inside me.
“Oh my God, that feels so good.”
I think that was me, I’ve never heard my voice so husky before. She’s pumping into me using long deep strokes. Our legs are tangled together and I can feel her wetness spilling out of her onto my thigh. I bend my leg, pressing it further between her legs.
She starts grinding her hips, rubbing her clit against my front thigh in time to the movement of her thrusting fingers. The room was engulfed by a symphony of moans and wet smacking. My hips were grinding along with her, causing the bed to creak with our steady rocking.
“Yeah baby, that’s it.”
That was her throaty voice this time, encouraging me to keep up with her. She adds a second finger, spreading me, filling me so deliciously, and increasing my pleasure. I tried to stifle my scream, letting out a squeal instead. She senses I’m getting close and picks up the pace, thrusting into me deeper and harder.
My thigh is just about numb from her equally hard and fast rubbing against it. The raging fire has turned into an inferno in my belly and I’m ready to explode. She curls her fingers within me hitting that spot, sending shockwaves through my entire body.
I scream out loud, no longer holding back, as a huge orgasm courses through me, dousing the wildfire in my body. My inner walls tightening around her slicked fingers and my body trembles underneath her. I never dreamed I’d be doing this with her so soon, but I couldn’t be more happier right now.
She starts to jerk uncontrollably against my leg, riding out her orgasm while my mind is still reeling from the aftershocks. She grunts into my ear as she comes, her legs squeezing tighter around my leg. I hold her tight as she is over taken by the intensity of her climax.
She lay there on top of me, both of us fully spent, our clammy skin warm with afterglow. She finally pulled her fingers out of me, once my walls had relaxed.
When our breathing and heart rates finally returned to normal, she moved to lie beside me, our bodies facing each other with our limbs still intertwined.
A scary thought crosses my mind and I stared apprehensively at her, searching deep into her eyes for some sort of signal or sign of the worst.
“What’s the matter, B? Are you regretting it already?”
“No. It’s just. . .I have this history of turning people evil after sleeping with them.”
It sounded silly after saying it aloud, but I didn’t want a repeat of the first night I spent with Angel. I wanted to be sure with Faith, sure that I didn’t somehow cause her to go evil or psycho again.
“You’re joking, right?”
“No, it’s happened. Are you sure you’re not having any evil thoughts?”
“Well, now that you mention it. I AM thinking of something evil.”
“Are you serious?” I sit upright on the bed giving me some distance from her to defend myself.
“Yup, in fact, my thoughts are really NAUGHTY right now.”
She gives me an evil grin and lunges forward, knocking me back onto the bed and pinning me down.
“Ready for round two, girlfriend?”
She’s waggling her eyebrows and grinning so much, her dimples look like sunken caves. She presses her leg against my still sore pussy and makes me moan instantly.
“Faith, you already gave me the best gift with that huge orgasm.”
“That’s just the beginning, babe. It’s still Christmas, and I’m not done with the GIVING and the RECEIVING.”
She starts to make her way down my body placing random kisses along my stomach. She licks her lips and gives me a devilish grin, right before lowering her head to feed on my ‘manger.’
Oh Holy night! This Christmas is about to get even better.
The End