Trials and Complications

Part 6: Uncle

Screeching into her driveway, Faith left her vehicle and ran to the door of her home. Fiddling with the keys, she found the one for the front door and unlocked it. Entering, she called out, "Joyce!"

Her mind racing, she felt utter relief when the blonde youngster came bouncing out of the living room. The child grabbed hold of Faith’s leg, hugging it.

"Kiddo!" Faith exclaimed, stooping and hugging her. She lifted the child. "How did you-?" she began, interrupted when she heard,

"Hey Faith."

The brunette looked up. She smiled. "No way. Xander?"

Xander smiled. "How are you?"

"Good," Faith replied in disbelief at the suave man standing before her. "Man, look at you. You’re looking good. How long have you been back?"

"Since yesterday," he replied her. "I thought I’d come ‘round and surprise you guys, but there was no-one here. I called Buffy and she told me you were at work."

"Yeah," Faith walked into the living room at took a seat, still holding Joyce.

"Me and uncle Xander were just playing ‘Death Fighters 2’," Joyce told the brunette.

"Yeah?" Faith asked. "Who’s winning?"

"Me," Joyce told her.

Faith looked to Xander. "Dude, you're being whooped by a little girl?"

"Hey! In my defence, I haven't played on this console before."

"Sure, that's why," the slayer replied, nodding and smiling.

"Come on, uncle Xander," Joyce told him, moving off Faith's lap and standing. "Let’s play some more."

"You go ahead," the construction worker returned; his ego bruised. "I’m gonna talk to Faith for a bit."

"Ok," Joyce told him racing to the television.

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Buffy arrived home and walked into the living room. "Xander!" she greeted, immediately noticing him.

The tall brunette stood up and moved to hug her. "Hey Buff," he replied, before taking a seat.

"Hey. I’m sorry I couldn’t talk, earlier and thanks for getting Joyce." She took off her jacket and walking out to put it on the banister.

"That’s ok, she kept me company," Xander replied. "You sounded super busy, is everything ok?"

Buffy sighed. "Y’know how work is." She sat down on the sofa beside her friend, turning to face him. "Wow, look at you, you’ve changed so much."

"Only on the outside," Xander replied. "I’m still the same old Xan-man."

Buffy smiled. "Good. So where you staying?"

"A hotel, I guess, ‘til I see if I can get my old place back."

"Nonsense, you’re staying with us," she dictated, adding, "And that’s final," when he moved to speak. "We have way too much to catch up on. So, tell me everything. How was Europe?"

Faith walked into the room holding drinks. "Hey babe," she greeted Buffy, whilst handing a drink to Xander. She sat down beside the other slayer. "Didn’t know you were back; d’you want one?"

"I’m good," Buffy replied, receiving Faith’s kiss. "Where’s Joyce?"

"Bathroom," Faith replied, before taking a sip of her drink.

Xander set his glass down. "So yeah, Faith, you were saying," he reminded the brunette.

"Oh, yeah. Killer movie and the lead, hot as hell. It’s got all this fighting, which by the way, they got all wrong. You got ‘em throwing hooks when they shouldn’t be and-"

"What’s this?" Buffy interrupted.

"Er, that new flick with Lara…what’s her name."

"I haven’t seen it," Buffy announced.

"I know," Faith replied. "Xander might."

"Don’t you think you’re ruining it for him?"

"No, I wanna know," Xander told her. "So, then what happens?" he asked Faith.

"Ok, well then the girl gets kidnapped and she’s all like, 'help me.' Y’know, the helpless chick routine."

"Uh-huh," Xander agreed. "Is there any nudity in this movie?"

"Still not getting laid, huh?" Faith asked.

"I can’t stress how much I’m not getting laid."

Faith laughed. "Well there’s tonnes of nudity."

"Yeah?" Xander asked, excited.

"Yeah, dude. There’s a naked chick in, like, every scene. Even when it’s not needed, there’ll be one, like, running around and shit."

Xander's eyes lit up. "There’s running?"

Faith laughed at the brunette’s enthusiasm. She finished her drink and placed the glass on the floor.

Exasperated, Buffy picked up the glass, got up and left the room. She walked into the kitchen and placed the glass in the sink. Running the water, she began to wash it.

Buffy’s untimely exit having caused an awkward silence between the brunettes, Faith broke it.
"Gimme a sec," she excused, getting up. She located and handed Xander the remote control and left the living room in search of Buffy. Finding her in the kitchen, Faith made her way inside. She walked up behind the blonde slayer and wrapped her arms around her lover’s waist, asking her. "What was that all about?"

"Nothing," Buffy replied. "Everything’s fine." She continued to wash up.

Sensing differently, Faith slid her hand underneath the older slayer’s shirt, rubbing her stomach.
"Nothing wouldn’t have got you wound so tight," she disagreed.

"I’m not wound," Buffy replied her. "I’m a picture of unwound-ness."

Not convinced, Faith kissed her girlfriend’s neck. "If you say so," she relented, slipping her hand past the waistband of Buffy’s trousers and into her panties. Cupping the slayer, she caused Buffy to cease moving.

Distracted, "I-" was all Buffy could start to say before losing concentration when Faith slid her middle finger along her slit.

"What?" Faith asked, smiling at Buffy’s attempt to articulate. She kissed her again.

The blonde slayer felt herself becoming wet as Faith slid her finger into her, deeper. She moaned as Faith took her other hand and moved it up her blonde’s shirt. The brunette slid her thumb beneath Buffy’s bra and began to rub her lover’s left nipple. She buried her face in Buffy’s neck, licking and sucking the flesh beneath her lips, adding another finger into Buffy’s soaked sex.

Seemingly feeling Faith all over her body, Buffy began to moan repeatedly. She rolled her hips to increase the friction the brunette’s skilled fingers were invoking. Slightly leaning forward to allow Faith to penetrate her deeper, the slayer opened her mouth, silently screaming out when her girlfriend obliged; inserting three fingers almost all the way inside her.

Faith increased the pressure she was applying to Buffy’s nipples. Noticing the increasing moisture between Buffy’s legs and the blonde’s quickening pace, she let her fingers glide up to the older slayer's clitoris. The brunette began to rub it, mimicking the actions of her other hand. Enjoying the effect it was having on her lover, Faith ran her tongue along the blonde’s neck and up to her ear. "That’s it, baby," she coaxed, using her fingers to penetrate her lover again.

"Oh God, Faith.... I’m..." Buffy started.

"I know," Faith told her, increasing the pace of her fingers. She added a third into her girlfriend.

"Faith," Buffy managed to whisper, as she came unto Faith’s hand. "Uh! O-"

"Guys!" Xander called, entering the kitchen.

Faith quickly removed her hand from within Buffy’s trousers. She spun around. "Xander."

Looking from slayer to slayer, Xander blushed. "Never mind," he excused, leaving.

TBC…