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Toys 'R' Us
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
9,915
Reviews:
35
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Five
Title: Toys ''R' Us: Chapter Five.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Whatever shall Buffy and Faith do after being trapped inside a local Toys 'R' Us by a pair of mischievous wizards under Willow's watch?
Disclaimer: I do not own anything here, save for the storyline. All characters and the like are trademark properties of Joss Whedon, Fox, Mutant Enemy and it's affiliates. Barbie and Skipper are copyrighted to Matel. Toys 'R' Us is copyrighted to their fucking bizarre giraffe and whoever else. Please don't sue. I'm just a poor girl. Really, I am.
A/N: If you have any idea where else this could be archived, let me know? I don't really know of many other places.
Thank you for the reviews. I looooove feedback. So, please, keep reviewing. :)
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"Owned, bitch!" Faith boasted loud and clear. Her eyes twinkling with mirth. The tiny blonde was seated on her ass, hands folded between her legs with her head bowed slightly to allow sun spun hair to act as a veil.
Doe eyes carefully inspected her fallen companion in this big mess. Was Buffy hurt? Well, was her ego trip bruised? Sticking one of Skipper's legs in her left back pocket, one of Barbie's legs was settled in the right. Allowing Faith the chance to have her hands free this time.
"B?" She tested carefully. Buffy was known to pounce her enemy in the blink of an eye. Not that Faith would mind being pinned under the bombshell. Be just a little weird if she was to be in a toy store and things ended up leading to other things. Heh.
Another sniffle and Buffy wiped under her nose with her soda drenched sleeve from wrist to forearm. Oh, fuck man! Eww. I wonder what's more gross? B wiping her snots on her shirt, or wearing soda and snot on her sleeve? Idly Faith reasoned and came to the conclusion that, Her pinning me and holding me with snots on her is far grosser.
In that time, Buffy had managed to get up and dash head first into Faith. Both girls falling and rolling over one another. The balls spilling everywhere once again. With a shrill shriek of laughter, and then a shout of disgust, both girls were acting unlike Slayer's of their rank.
"Eww, get off B! You got buggers all over your shirt, nasty!" Trying to push down her laughter that rooted from her belly, Faith wriggled under Buffy, who was able to straddle the more curvaceous Slayer's hips.
"Ah ha! I finally found your weakness, Faith Meghan Lehane!" Buffy's turn to brag.
"Cut -that- out, will ya? Someone might hear you say my full name and use it to their advantage." Faith looked perturbed up at the blonde who just beamed down in return.
"Aww, does Faithy not like her name? Poor baby, get over it."
"Stuff it Elizabeth Ann Summers!" Now their expressions were reversed. Faith looked smug and Buffy looked pissed.
"Bitch!" Buffy snapped.
"Brat!" Faith retorted.
"Skank!"
"Imbecile!"
"Jerk!"
"Tard!"
Buffy had enough and knew something else that would wig Faith the fuck out.
Up her nose a finger wormed, getting in as deep as she could and as Faith finished her 'tard' statement, Buffy shoved the green buggered finger inside Faith's mouth and scraped it along a pierced tongue.
"Owned, bitch!" Buffy laughed.
-TBC.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Whatever shall Buffy and Faith do after being trapped inside a local Toys 'R' Us by a pair of mischievous wizards under Willow's watch?
Disclaimer: I do not own anything here, save for the storyline. All characters and the like are trademark properties of Joss Whedon, Fox, Mutant Enemy and it's affiliates. Barbie and Skipper are copyrighted to Matel. Toys 'R' Us is copyrighted to their fucking bizarre giraffe and whoever else. Please don't sue. I'm just a poor girl. Really, I am.
A/N: If you have any idea where else this could be archived, let me know? I don't really know of many other places.
Thank you for the reviews. I looooove feedback. So, please, keep reviewing. :)
- - -
"Owned, bitch!" Faith boasted loud and clear. Her eyes twinkling with mirth. The tiny blonde was seated on her ass, hands folded between her legs with her head bowed slightly to allow sun spun hair to act as a veil.
Doe eyes carefully inspected her fallen companion in this big mess. Was Buffy hurt? Well, was her ego trip bruised? Sticking one of Skipper's legs in her left back pocket, one of Barbie's legs was settled in the right. Allowing Faith the chance to have her hands free this time.
"B?" She tested carefully. Buffy was known to pounce her enemy in the blink of an eye. Not that Faith would mind being pinned under the bombshell. Be just a little weird if she was to be in a toy store and things ended up leading to other things. Heh.
Another sniffle and Buffy wiped under her nose with her soda drenched sleeve from wrist to forearm. Oh, fuck man! Eww. I wonder what's more gross? B wiping her snots on her shirt, or wearing soda and snot on her sleeve? Idly Faith reasoned and came to the conclusion that, Her pinning me and holding me with snots on her is far grosser.
In that time, Buffy had managed to get up and dash head first into Faith. Both girls falling and rolling over one another. The balls spilling everywhere once again. With a shrill shriek of laughter, and then a shout of disgust, both girls were acting unlike Slayer's of their rank.
"Eww, get off B! You got buggers all over your shirt, nasty!" Trying to push down her laughter that rooted from her belly, Faith wriggled under Buffy, who was able to straddle the more curvaceous Slayer's hips.
"Ah ha! I finally found your weakness, Faith Meghan Lehane!" Buffy's turn to brag.
"Cut -that- out, will ya? Someone might hear you say my full name and use it to their advantage." Faith looked perturbed up at the blonde who just beamed down in return.
"Aww, does Faithy not like her name? Poor baby, get over it."
"Stuff it Elizabeth Ann Summers!" Now their expressions were reversed. Faith looked smug and Buffy looked pissed.
"Bitch!" Buffy snapped.
"Brat!" Faith retorted.
"Skank!"
"Imbecile!"
"Jerk!"
"Tard!"
Buffy had enough and knew something else that would wig Faith the fuck out.
Up her nose a finger wormed, getting in as deep as she could and as Faith finished her 'tard' statement, Buffy shoved the green buggered finger inside Faith's mouth and scraped it along a pierced tongue.
"Owned, bitch!" Buffy laughed.
-TBC.