The Christmas Hunt

Disclaimer in chapter one.

I know it's been a while and I'm sorry guys. As pennace I'm gonna try for two updates today, so here's the first. Enjoy.



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.

“So Faith, what do you think? I’m not so sure myself, I think it looks a little intimidating.” Buffy walked over to the bed, Faith lay perfectly still as she watched her move around the room.

“Tch, this just won’t do.” Buffy promptly removed Faith’s shoes and pants in one fluid motion, amazingly without ripping anything. She groaned out at the loss of heat, Buffy just smiled wickedly as she pulled apart the thin blouse hiding her girl’s ample rack.

She couldn’t believe this was happening. It’s not like they hadn’t knocked boots before, but damn this was a new one even on her. Something was clouding her eyes, it wasn’t fear and it wasn’t quite lust. It was somewhere in between.

Buffy raked her manicured nails over the taught skin causing small shivers trembling through her shackled body. Buffy’s eyes were full of mischief, she didn’t quite know where to start, all these ideas, and little experiments. Like what would happen if I did this, or could I use that.

She leant down stopping just millimetres above Faith’s eyes, her lips spread to a carnal grin, “I’ll be right back. Now don’t go any where baby.” She turned giggling to herself as she walked down stairs.

Walking into the kitchen she took Faith’s large punch bowl to the refrigerator. Her smile never left her face as she filled it with ice. What else could she use? Sure between her and Faith there were toys a plenty upstairs, but it was time for something new. Placing the bowl down on the side in the kitchen she entered the living room, no sooner had she left she returned carrying one of the decorative candles often on show in the room when she tried to have a romantic evening with Faith.

She was mildly satisfied, but there had to be something else that she could use, something to make Faith well and truly remember who the boss in this relationship was. An evil smirk crossed her lips; in one of the many cupboards in the room were the remains of a professional art kit that Dawn had bought for her one year as a cop out birthday present. She collected the various brushes and the other items and made her way back upstairs.

Smiling when she reached their room, Faith was still there and still gagged, if only lightly. “How are we doing sweetie?? It’s getting a little cold guess we could use some heat.” Buffy closed the curtains in their room and lit the candle and small open fire that Faith had insisted on when they moved in together.

Climbing up and onto the bed Buffy straddled Faith’s semi naked form, “Since when do you wear bras around the house fai??” She reached around her back and pulled one of her hundreds of daggers from the hem of her skirt. Faith’s eyes shot open, how had she missed that when she walked away. Surely Buffy wasn’t going to, no she couldn’t, could she?

Buffy leant forwards and kissed her way up the trembling abs to the perfect formation of her lover’s breasts. She smiled against the skin, Faith’s mind was awash with panic and arousal, just what was this woman doing? Without warning Buffy carefully glided the flat edge of the dagger across the mocha skin. Faith sighed out at the cold and yelped when the smaller woman pulled the dagger up and through the centre of the material protecting her ‘assets’

“Oh shh Faithy, I’m sure I can buy you another, though it’s not like you’ll wear it.” Buffy pulled away the shredded material leaving the brunette in just her underwear. “You know it’s far too quiet in here, I want to hear you Faith. I want to hear everything that comes out of that pretty little mouth of yours.” Buffy reached over to her mouth removing the gag.

Faith was still too stunned to be able to form coherent sentences. Buffy just shone a comforting smile at her as she closed the distance and kissed her lover. She sneakily shot glances at Faith while their tongues wrestled. Faith’s eyes were closed and lost in the embrace; she took the scarf that she used to gag the younger woman and used it to blindfold her instead. Buffy broke away leaving Faith panting.

“What in the? Buffy I can’t believe you blindfolded me!” Buffy just giggled as she raked her nails across all the skin she could reach from her position atop Faith’s abs.

“Yeah, its fun isn’t it!” The blonde reached across for an ice cube out of the bowl that she had placed on the side.

She held it in her hand to let a little of it melt, she was surprised as Faith’s body bucked at the shock of the freezing water on hot skin. “Oh shit B!”

“Whoa Faith, calm down girl,” Lowering her hand the cube made contact with the skin, she could feel Faith trying to move against it again, but instead she just hissed out at the contact. Buffy slowly moved the cube up and over the taught muscles across the brunette’s stomach; she watched the trail of goose bumps in the cold wake of the ice.

She teased the cube over the skin there until it had melted against her scorching skin. Buffy moved down so that she could kiss away all the bumps across Faith’s stomach, her warm tongue replacing the cold sensation of the ice. Faith couldn’t speak; she just moaned and hissed, loosing all vocabulary. Buffy had to blindfold her so she wouldn’t she her grin at what sounded like baby talk from her girlfriend.

Buffy lifted herself off of Faith and stood next to the bed, she took a moment to just take in the image before her. Her lover, her rock, restrained and babbling on their bed. She lowered her head once more to mesh their lips together. Lowering her hand she found purchase of one of the brunette’s breasts. She smiled against the other’s lips as Faith gasped into the kiss at the harshness of the touch.

Kneading and teasing Buffy refused to break contact with Faith’s lips. Faith could barely return the kiss as the blonde teased and forced reactions from her. Pulling away ideas flooded her mind; she took up two more cubes, one in each hand. She resumed her fight with Faith’s lips, she smiled inwardly at what she was about to do.

With the ice in each hand Buffy reached for the already painfully erect nipples on her semi naked lover, the ice hit the sensitive skin around the straining nipples. Faith’s body arched at an impossible angle as she muffled a scream into Buffy’s mouth. Buffy kept up the pressure, teasing her, moving the rapidly melting cubes up, over and around the ample breasts. All the time never breaking the kiss.

She could feel herself increase in arousal, but this one was all about Faith. No doubt Faith would have her revenge and Buffy would get her turn. But right now she was having far too much fun.

Buffy prised herself from the brunette and allowed her body time to recover from the shock. The respite was short lived as Buffy wickedly grinned while taking the burning candle in hand.