Chase This Night

Slowly but surely folks…hey I’m a busy gal! Please R&R if you want more... I need the motivation

Part 12

Buffy held her self very still, concentration focused intently on keeping her breathing even and deep. She didn’t want to disturb the peace of the moment. The rain had started up again, a gentle shower to contrast the night’s downpour. And with the pale light of dawn creeping through the windows, everything seemed softer, not quite solid. But she knew she wasn’t dreaming again. The gentle breaths of the dark girl sitting at the foot of the bed were all too real, steady and constant; it would hitch every time she would glance back at Buffy’s still form… like it was a surprise. She was watching, waiting. For what Buffy wasn’t quite sure, all she knew was that she wanted to stay in this place forever.

She felt safe, she felt warm, she felt loved.

It was damn near perfect. The candles had long since burned away, but their fragrance still lingered in the air, mixing lightly with the stronger essence that was distinctly their own. Buffy liked that… the fact that THEY had a scent now. It was just perfect… well; it was that is...before.

When she had first opened her eyes she had been greeted by a torrent of coffee colored silk, awash in that faint smell of lavender. Her arms enveloping that slim waist, hands tucked under the covers, resting on a smooth, flat tummy. And the skin pressed against her lips was the softest she had ever felt…She had been wrapped in Faith and yeah… THAT had been perfect. But it didn’t last. Faith had awoken a couple of minutes later, shifting slightly and mumbling something about potatoes before freezing suddenly when she realized her situation.

Buffy felt her chest tighten now just a little at the thought. The other girl had carefully extracted herself from Buffy’s hold and had been sitting across the bed for the past hour. Watching the rain, watching the girl.

She didn’t make a move to stop her. Something telling her deep inside, a bond or instinct maybe, that Faith needed time. Buffy didn’t want to listen, she wanted to pull Faith back, throw the covers over them again and shut out the rest of the world. She knew the world was waiting. But she had to fix THEM first. Make sure they were ok so they could face it together.

Nothing had really been solved the previous night. After her stumbling, but heartfelt confession, they had both been caught in a little shock. It was love after all… Jesus Christ it was love! Buffy was actually a bit scared herself… just a little terrified is all. And she had supposedly done all this before.

Buffy had been lying to herself a lot longer than she’d thought.

The whole damn thing could’ve been a huge disaster. And Faith wasn’t exactly emotions girl. Buffy had fully expected Faith to run and hide under the bed… maybe with a shovel.

But that’s not what had happed at all. To Buffy’s surprise, Faith had kissed her. Holding her face between her hands as if she would break, it was feather-light, and it made her shake all over.

“Say it again…” Faith had whispered in that pleading voice that was all sandpaper. When she pulled away an inch her brown eyes looked like they were going to spill.

“I- I Love you…” It was only a breath, and Buffy could feel her throat constrict on the words.

“Again…” It was more a plea than a command

“Love you…Faith please…” And Buffy was begging her to believe.

But Faith was kissing her again before the words were even out. And it had been a VERY different kiss that time. The dark slayer’s tongue had slid into her mouth on a gasp. It was hot and slick and Buffy couldn’t stop her self from moaning against it. She didn’t want to stop herself. Faith tasted so good, like the whisky she knew the other girl had been drinking, but something darker too. Something that she couldn’t taste in their dream, that she hadn’t been able to get enough of in the cemetery earlier. Buffy suddenly wanted to know what she tasted like everywhere.

Her hands flexed where they had been resting on Faith’s hips, pulling the dark girl tighter against her body. Buffy let her own mouth get into the game. Ignoring the cuts and bruises they both had, she pushed harder into this kiss, her tongue lapping at every soft warm inch she could reach. Buffy felt the moan that came from Faith all the way down to her toes… that was right before she felt the dark girls hands. They slid under her mud-covered sweater, so hot against her skin. It made her nipples get hard.

Buffy felt herself being lifted, spun around, and suddenly her back was against the wall. Her legs wrapped around Faith on pure instinct. It was almost an exact reversal of their positions earlier. And just the thought of that alone had Buffy whimpering as Faith tried to devour her in the kiss.

“Faith…” It was all Buffy could gasp as she tore her mouth away, desperate for air. She had forgotten any other word. And Faith’s lips were trailing a searing wet line down her neck, her tongue coming out to swirl random patterns over salty skin, teeth nipping a the tender spot of her pulse point…. Sucking on her collar bone

“B… shit B…I wanna…” Faith was panting moist breaths on her neck, grinding her hips between Buffy’s spread thighs, creating a friction so deep they were both feeling it despite the layers of clothes. Buffy sank her hands deep into the other girl’s hair, pulling Faith’s head back a little, they never stopped the searing rhythm.

She saw the desire written plainly in Faith’s eyes. Deep and unguarded, she wasn’t hiding anything. The sight sent a shocking pulse of arousal though Buffy’s entire body, it pooled hot and slick between her legs and she couldn’t help but moan at the feeling… the sudden urgency.

“Ohh god… Faith… want you…” she said it between gasps against the darks girls neck, her mouth sucking gently. Peach sweet and just as soft, Buffy wanted to mark her. She sucked harder; encouraged by the hiss of pleasure she heard… the tremors that seemed to be taking over the other girl. Just the thought that she was causing that… making Faith moan and shake… making that flush spread across her neck and chest, it turned Buffy on more than she thought was possible

She tried to work her hands under Faith’s tank… she had to get more skin. She needed it. She wanted the dark Slayer’s tits in her hands… She could see her nipples, straining against that too thin shirt. Buffy wanted to feel them dragging against her palm… against her tongue… just the thought made her wetter.

Buffy had been so worked up after the fight… after touching…after fucking Faith before that, and then getting interrupted, she was way past the point of simple arousal now. It was a need, pulsing hot and dripping as Faith’s hands managed to get a hold on her ass… squeezing it in time with the grinding of their hips… The pressure was just where she needed it, her clit jumping out of control with each push against it Buffy could hardly stand it.

“Faith… baby…” She couldn’t even finish ‘cause one of Faiths hands just gently cupped her left breast… Her thumb circled her nipple and Buffy thought she was gonna die. The pleasure was electric, shooting right to her pussy as Faith toyed with her nipple… pulling it… letting her fingers roll around it. She locked legs tighter around the dark girls hips… trying to ride her

“So soft B… god…wanna fuck you so bad B… can feel how wet you are…you want me in ya B?” And Faith was talking to her… whispers that were nasty-sweet, burning against the her shoulder… all in that raspy tone that was wrapped in pure sex.

“uuunnuhhh god… yeah… Faith” Buffy was shocked she could even form the words… Faiths hand had abandoned her breast, it was now sliding down her side then lower in between them. It was cupping her over her jeans!

“Fuck… baby you’re soaked…I can feel it…” Her hand was already moving, rubbing her slow. Faith was watching her own hand as if she couldn’t believe it, then those dark eyes… bottomless in their wanting slid up to meet Buffy’s own, the sight was nearly enough to send her over the edge then and there. Seeing that lust, that ache she could feel herself, it made her feel wild… ferial.

She sank her hands back into Faiths hair, jerking the dark girls head towards her, crashing their mouths back together. It was a brutal kiss, almost violent, and Buffy didn’t know where the aggression had come from. It was all she could feel, thundering through her veins, mixing with the arousal… she felt dizzy at the sound of Faith’s moan, she had to have more… had hear it over and over.

She finally got her hands up under that skimpy excuse for a shirt Faith was wearing… she read the dark girls skin like she was blind… scrapes and cuts every where, but she was so soft, and warm.

She got her hands between them… covered Faiths breasts, hard nipples dragging against her finger tips, and Buffy watched in awe as the pleasure washed across the dark girls face… eyes fluttering, that sweet mouth open and panting…

“Oh fuck B… yeah like that...” And that voice again… dark raspy whisper.

Buffy’s hips moved faster demanding Faith’s hand to the same… her legs tightened even more hearing the other slayer whimper as she pinched her nipples harder.

“You like that Faith?” She breathed, then moaned as Faiths hand picked up the pressure working her aching clit through the material…

“god yeah… oh shit B” Buffy wanted their clothes gone. Like now. She was already so close she was shaking… her hips jerking randomly to break the rhythm… she couldn’t help it…couldn’t control it Buffy was loving it.

Buffy could feel herself slipping, her restraint dwindling. Faith’s hands… her mouth, her body all pushing her closer and closer into that dark place, that wild out of control place. Her muscles felt hot… twitching just like they did before a good slay. She let her hands slide down Faith’s back again, fingers digging into the pliant flesh… harder when she heard her named moaned… God she felt crazy! But Faith was talking to her again… her voice sounding strained this time

“Buffy… shit!” She was pulling away her had stopping that wonderful stroking against her pussy… why!?

“B… wait a sec…” What!? Faith wanted them to stop now? Buffy couldn’t wait, her body wouldn’t let her, it was demanding her to take what she wanted… to take Faith. She pulled her back crashing their mouths together again… pulling that plump bottom lip with her teeth… she loved the way her nails felt sinking into Faith’s warm skin…

“Buffy oww… stop it!” She had barely registered the words when she felt herself being slammed against the solid wall behind her… hard.

It was like a haze lifted suddenly as the pain shot through her already bruised body… she stumbled as she fell from Faith’s arms, barely landing on her feet. She looked up once she had regained her balance and Faith’s eyes were a mix of shock and concern

Fuck what had she done?!

“Faith! Oh my god I….” They were both still breathing hard. But Buffy’s heart was pounding with the realization of how out of control she had just gotten…how she could still feel it running though her, still wanted it. Buffy couldn’t understand it.

“I’m sorry! I’m so..” But Faith did. She was already taking the blond girl back into her arms trying to calm the shaking that had now seemed to be taking over Buffy’s slight form… whispering reassurance.

“It’s alright B…I get it…” To Buffy it felt like she was living the same moments over again. In dreams, in reality. Hurting Faith… Faith comforting her. What the hell was wrong with her!

“What’s wrong with me Faith?” She whispered fear and tears in her throat.

“Nothin’ is wrong with you B…” She actually sounded like she believed what she was saying! Faith was smiling and Buffy looked at her in disbelief. How could she be so casual about this! Buffy felt like she was losing her mind

“H-how can you say that! I…umm…” She gestured between them, at a loss for words, and Faith’s smile turned to more of a smirk as she leaned in and cut Buffy off, lips brushing hers gently, chaste.

“Baby, you didn’t even hurt me really, it’s just the Slayer in ya.” What the hell was that supposed to mean? She had never gotten this aggressive… this fierce with anyone else

“Its ok B…I feel it too. It’s IN us… you don’t have to hide it, not from me…” Faith was stroking her cheek so softly, you would never tell that seconds ago they were nearly tearing each other apart.

“I don’t?” still unbelieving

“Never B… Ya know, normally I’d be right there with ya with the grrr… but after the fight and all…” And with the words Buffy suddenly became aware of her own body, with the adrenaline finally wearing off and the arousal beginning to fade, Buffy realized that she was hurting all over…

“Yeah I guess we’re not really in any condition to… ya know…” Her smile was slightly embarrassed as she spoke. She couldn’t believe how fast things had gotten out of hand… it was just-

“I just… want you so much…” Shy again as she looked into the dark girls grinning eyes.

“I know the feeling” But Faith stepped back and Buffy felt lost without her warmth. “It’s gettin’ pretty late…” She began again

“yeah… maybe I should…um.” Buffy was already making a move towards the door

“No! Stay with me?” Faith got a hold of her hand, lacing their fingers.

“Ok…”

And that’s how the night had gone. Buffy had showered, changed into a huge t-shirt and crawled into bed with Faith. They had both been out in seconds, and now in the hazy light of morning Buffy couldn’t help but wonder what the hell was supposed to happen next.

She thought of her friends, what they would think… of the attack in the cemetery, new super vamps… Faith tasted so good… could she stand to see the look on Riley’s face, on any of their faces… Willow’s new dark eyes… when was she gonna tell her? They would be disappointed… would they reject her? Did she care? Faith made her feel so alive, so totally and completely… well, complete. So much was racing through her head she forgot for a minute to keep up her charade. She jumped a little a the sound of a sleep-roughened murmur

“Buffy… you awake?” Yup she was caught… so what was supposed to happen now?

TBC
Yeah aint that a bitch? Soon kiddies I promise. And dont think it'll be roses from here!