Time Spin

Buffy stopped at the top of the cliff beside Lonza, looking down over the vast expanse of space she was awestruck by the beauty laid out before her. While there was definite downsides to being stuck in this time, like lack of modern technologies and well…everything.



There were times when she noticed how beautiful everything was. She had never been a real Girl Scout type of girl. In fact she had punched the scout leader’s daughter. So she was by no means one with nature so to speak but it was times like this, seeing how beautiful everything was that she was sorry how ravaged it would someday become.



Looking over at her friend she knew this was by far her favorite thing about this place. It had been almost a month she guessed from the morning they had killed that deer. In that time they had continued onward. Lonza was vague at best as to where it was exactly they were headed.



Buffy softly fingered her new ‘skins’ that Lonza had given her that morning. A simple loincloth, chest wrap and moccasin boots.



She knew the care and detail that had gone into make them. Especially the boots and she loved them. Looking down she blushed when she had to silently admit that that wasn’t all she loved.



Watching as the cavewoman stood facing the open space she allowed herself a few moments to look over her companion. Her own skins were older and more worn in but they did nothing to hide the beauty of Lonza, her thin dreadlocks she had pulled into a ponytail and tied off with a leather string.



Carefully picking up there packs Buffy started walking down the side of the cliff that revealed small narrow trails. It was going to be a long walk down the mountain but the sooner it was over with the better.



Cautiously placing her feet over and around loose rocks Buffy turned back to make sure Lonza was behind her. Upon stopping the cavewoman looked up and calmly met her eyes. Blushing under the calm scrutiny she continued down the trail. Feeling a halting hand on her shoulder she turned back and saw Lonza reach for the packs.



Buffy gave her one but refused to give up the other.



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Lonza watched the careful cautious way the blonde navigated her way down the trails. She smiled at the thought of how carefully the woman did just about everything. She had seen the looks the blonde woman gave her, she wasn’t like the rock heads that were said to be more animal than man, and she knew lust and desire.



It was against her ways to make the first move; she would have to wait for Boofay to make a sign. She swallowed hard when she noticed a fine sheen of sweat on the blondes back.



She didn’t know what was taking the woman so long, she had been making every sign she knew to show her she wanted her. She slept beside her each night, brushed up against her on more than one occasion and tried showing that she wanted her just now, taking ones packs or stitching them skins was a long task and she had been sure Boofay would know her intentions when she gave her, her skins.



The blonde woman had done the impossible, found yet again more ways to confuse the spirits out of her. She didn’t understand what else she had to do.



They were only a week from her tribe. They had made well enough time that the tribe should still be in summer camp. And winter camp wasn’t hard to find, it was only in the mountains caves about a days walk from summer camp.



Finally the pair reached the bottom and Buffy waited for Lonza to recognize something and once she did they could move on. Her feet hurt terribly and she felt incredibly sweaty, the day had been uncharacteristically hot.



Turning she smiled when she saw Lonza bend to pick up some loose rocks. Lonza was incredibly resourceful, she couldn’t tell how many times Lonza would pick up something that seemed pretty useless and by the next day they would have a new tool or something to eat.



“Which way Lonza?” Buffy waited, she took a deep breath, and she felt great. Stronger than she had ever been. She didn’t know what it was exactly but from eating the way she had been walking and climbing everywhere she felt better than she had in years.



She had been itching for a fight and although she could sense a few lone demons here and there she didn’t want to slay because she wasn’t sure what kind of reaction Lonza would have to that. Besides the demons seem to have a pretty simple philosophy of ‘You stay out of my way and ill stay out of yours’



Turning she caught sight of a small herd of mammoths off in the distance, she hadn’t seen on up close yet because most of there travel had been in the woods but she had made Lonza swear to take her to see one up close.



Lonza had been puzzled by the fact that Buffy hadn’t seen one before, she had accepted the response that there were no mammoths where she came from.



She had discovered that Lonza could be quite the smartass when she wanted to be because she had made a comment that sounded suspiciously like ‘They must not have much of anything where you come from’



There traveling days had finally gave way to more than hunt and gather, and now that they were gradually getting closer she and Lonza had taken to pulling pranks on eachother.



Usually one would hide in the woods and tackle the other in a vicious tickle-fight. While sometimes Buffy would hide Lonzas clothing until she had to admit that while seeing her without clothes was a treat that after awhile she had to give her clothes back because there was only so much naked Lonza she could take.



And lately Lonza had taken to sleeping wrapped around her, which she didn’t mind whatsoever but it drove her distraction when Lonza fell asleep almost immediately and her hands would wander throughout the night.



Groaning she pushed back the memory of the other morning when she had woken to Lonzas hand firmly lay on her crotch. She had never wished for a cold bath in the icy lakes like she did in that moment.



She started when she heard her name called. Turning she saw Lonza was standing several yards ahead of her. Ignoring the little memory of that feeling of desire she walked toward the redhead and they continued on into the woods.



~Four Days Later~



“What are your people like Lonza?” Buffy asked quietly in the dark. They had found a small cave and had been lying down for bed for a few moments when that question popped out of her mouth.



Lonza curled tighter around the blonde. Thinking of the words to say this so Boofay would understand. “They are a great people. Our leader is Old Mother; she is blessed by the spirit mother herself. We live in caves during winter and in lodges during summer. Men sleep in one lodge, women in another, unless they are mated. Old mother asks the spirits each year at harvest and each year she makes new mate. Does not matter if he or she is already mated, she gets to visit there bed no matter when.”



“Don’t the other mates get angry?”



“No, it is her right. And if they do they know not to say so, it is only for a season. And it is spirits will. Old Mother has seven children; once the child is born it is given to the family of her annual mate. I am one of these children, the oldest I think”



Buffy rolled over rand looked up into Lonza’s eyes. “Do you have a mate?”



Lonza shook her head no. Buffy smiled. Leaning up she softly kissed Lonza, the woman’s lips remained unresponsive. ‘Okay it hasn’t been THAT long’ she thought. Pulling away she looked up in the deep green eyes of the woman.



“What…what was that?” Lonza asked quietly. Buffy frowned… ‘No way’



“Umm…it’s a kiss…did you not like it?” Buffy prepared to cringe. ‘Please don’t say no’



“I have never done it before. Can we try it again?” Lonza smiled at Buffy, feeling reassured Buffy wrapped her hand around Lonzas neck and pulled her back down, kissing her softly she smiled when she felt Lonza relax and her lips slowly begin moving against her own.



Lonza proved to be a quick study, when Buffy slipped her tongue into Lonzas mouth Lonza sucked on it softy, rolling them over so Buffy was on top she deepened the kiss and after a minute of trying to figure out what to do with her hands settled for using one to support herself above Lonza, and the other softly stroking Lonzas side.



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Lonza looked up through hooded eyes when Boofay pulled away. This ‘kissing’ business was very nice and she found very arousing. She wanted Boofay, reaching her hands under Boofays skirt she moaned when she cupped Boofays ass. Smiling when Boofay slipped her thigh between her own, moaning again when Boofay ground down into her.



‘Where did she learn this kissing business?’ Lonza had had her fair share of lovers in her bed since she became a hunter but none of them seemed as eager as Boofay.



Letting her head drop back when she felt Boofay trail her tongue along her throat she shuddered when she felt a sharp pang of pleasure rush through her.



Pulling her head away Lonza looked into Boofays eyes. Her hazel eyes seemed darker, her breathing was labored. Wrapping her arms around the small blonde she pulled her down against her and ground into Boofays leg. Groaning loudly she pressed down on Boofays lower back and smiled when she gasped.



When Buffy felt Lonza’s hand glide around her waist and move to her groin, she froze. This wasn’t how she wanted this. God there was nothing like wanting this woman, being in her arms. But she knew she wanted more than a roll on the cave floor, she wanted this woman to love her.



As stupid as that was, she wanted this woman to love her, because in that moment she knew. She was in love with Lonza.



TBC



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