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XXXIII - Heal Me
(Part B)

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Dusk was running around in circles in front of his playing Slayers trying to get their attention. He really, really wanted to go see his mate and he knew that if he didn't get one of them to let him go now, it would be a really, really long time before they remembered about him. He couldn't bark unless he put his panther-friends down which for some reason he was reluctant to do, so instead he just kept running around in circles in front of them, careful not to trip his Light Slayer who was walking with her eyes closed. He started to whine, his stomach doing flip-flops, as he grew dizzy fspinspinning.

Oh good lord almighty her legs were going to give out! She wasn't quite sure how the hell she was still managing to walk down the path towards the cottage, but somehow her feet and legs just kept on moving... just like her mouth. She couldn't seem to stop the babbling, it was just gushing from her like water out of a goddamn broken fire hydrant. She hadn't a clue what she had said in the last five minutes, she was only sure that it was nonsense. Faith's delicate touch was driving her literally insane and when those long fingers started to torture her nipples; her knees buckled just a little bit. She sounded like Cave-Buffy, grunting out her words and accenting them with guttural moans. She smiled a little though, because she wasn't the only one that was being tortured by this little game Faith was playing with her. Faith was too. Faith's grinding, lightly thrusting center against her back was telling her so, as it burned a hole right through her and caused an answering twitch in the crotch of her own overly tight shorts.

Buffy opened her eyes as the sound of Dusk's whining finally penetrated the lust-induced fog in her head. She blinked once or twice at what she was seeing. He was spinning and hopping around in front of her like his paws had suddenly caught on fire. What the hell was he doing? What the hell did he want? It was hard to think about anything else besides Faith and Faith's body – so hot – pressed tightly against her back. Faith's hands moving over her breasts, Faith's warm wet mouth and tongue bathing her neck and shoulders, the sound of Faith's harsh breathing and husky moans. Hard to think about anything other than the fire that lived in her blood that was her mate, her Dark Sl and and suddenly it dawned on her exactly what it was that Dusk wanted.

"Go..." Buffy moaned low as Faith captured a nipple between agile fingers. "Go see Cinder, Furball..." She watched as Dusk did one last little hop-spin, gave a muffled bark around the stuffed panthers in his mouth then took off like a bat out of hell. She knew exactly how he felt!

"Alone at last." Faith's mind was working overtime trying to figure out how she could reach the warmth, the wetness she knew was waiting for her inside of Buffy's pants. She was disappointed to realize that even as flexible as she was, there wasn't any way that she could reach Buffy's heat while she was getting a piggyback ride and she wasn't quite ready to give up getting her ride, she was having too much fun torturing and teasing Buffy. She moaned in frustration and looked up to notice that they were still on the very public path that led between all the cottages. As she was looking around Buffy's babbling began to seep into her lust-addled brain and Faith couldn't believe her ears. Buffy was actually babbling about how she NEVER, EVER babbled!

Faith finally had enough of Buffy's never-ending babbling these last few weeks. Determined now to put a stop to it, even if it was only for a short while. She trailed one hand down the slope of Buffy's breast to explore further the valley between. She hiked herself up a little higher on Buffy's back until she was semi-leaning over Buffy's shoulder, it would make it easier on both of them for what Faith had in mind to stop Buffy's endless inane chatter. Her hand continued its journey over Buffy's chest, rising higher until she dipped her fingers into the hollow at the base of Buffy's throat again. She resumed her journey after first thoroughly exploring the spot, twirling, brushing her fingers lightly as she followed the hill of Buffy's throat, stopping finally to cup Buffy's chin. She turned Buffy's head towards her, licked her own lips in anticipation then swooped down to capture Buffy's.

She trapped Buffy's lower lip between her own and damn if Buffy didn't try to keep right on talking! Faith put an end to that quickly, she fluttered her tongue over Buffy's lower lip with delicate, whispered touches. Growling low, she nibbled a little and traded Buffy's lower lip for her upper, bathing it too with delicate touches and teeny-tiny kisses. Buffybabbbabbling turned into low moans and never one to be idle; she turned the tables and caught Faith's succulent lower lip between her own teeth. Her tongue unerringly finding the small cleft, she dipped into the little slit and ran the tip of her tongue along it. Faith pulled back just a little and Buffy reluctantly let go of her pouty bottom lip. Their eyes locked for long moments, both craving something more than just the light, teasing kisses they were sharing. Buffy was completely oblivious to the somewhat, but not entirely awkward way her head was twisted and the fact that she had drifted off the path into the woods; for her the only thing that existed in the world right now was Faith, just as the only thing that existed for Faith at this moment was Buffy.

Both Slayers' eyes slid closed as Faith slowly - ever so sl - l - lowered her head towards Buffy. Their mouths came together in a soft, slow, sensual kiss. Faith subtly took control of the kiss, her tongue teased Buffy's lips until they parted for her. She slipped inside, into the warm, wet cavern of Buffy's mouth, tasting, exploring its silky depth and Faith found herself quickly drowning in the kiss, but she wasn't drowning alone, Buffy was right there with her. She poured all her passion into the kiss, all her love and she felt it all come back to her tenfold as Buffy returned her kiss. They made love to each other with that soft lush kiss, their mouths speaking to each other for hours without words. Their bodies, their hearts, their souls had none of the doubts, insecurities, fears and anxieties that had plagued both their minds over the last few weeks, they hadn't for a very long time and never would again.

When they finally broke their kiss, Faith rested her forehead gently against Buffy's. Her eyes still closed, a soft smile playing around the corners of her mouth, her body trembling and her breathing harsh, ragged. Their kiss des destroyed her and it still amazed, humbled and awed her that kissing Buffy could do this to her. And even after all this time it came to her as a complete surprise when she felt in an echo that their kiss had made Buffy feel absolutely the same exact way.

Faith let out a soft giggle when it seeped into her consciousness that she truly was totally wrecked by the kiss they had just shared and that Buffy wasn't in any better condition as she began to wander aimlessly through the forest with her eyes closed. She giggled again; they were quite a pair the two of them. The big bad Slayers. The Chosen Two. The Chosen to fight against all the supernatural evils of the world and wouldn't all those evils just love to know that something as simple as a kiss – though when it was between the two of them it was as far from simple as humanly, or inhumanly possible – totally and utterly annihilated, rendered them both useless.

"What's so funny?" Buffy forced her eyes open, she pulled back slightly and tried to focus her eyes as she looked around the forest. It was a miracle she hadn't tripped over something and sent them both crashing to the ground.

"Us... my piggyback ride... you walking with your eyes closed and that wickedly-sinfully-beautiful kiss that we just shared and that it totally wrecked both of us. Good thing we're not in a cemetery at night or we'd be in deep shit, B."

"Ain't that the truth..."

Faith couldn't help but giggle again at the whole ridiculousness of them and the fact that neither made a move to correct it, instead Buffy kept right on walking and she was still getting a piggyback ride. She bit her bottom lip for a second to stop another giggle from escaping and was succeeding until y gay gave her a goofy smile and burst out into giggles herself.

"And that was a wickedly-sinfully-beautiful kiss. Want more – much more – whole bunch more of those... Oh most definitely more of those Fai... I don't think a billion would be enou..."

"Oh god! You're babbling again!" If Faith didn't like her own hair so much she would be pulling it out by the roots right now.

"I... D O N' T... B A B B L E... E V E R!!!!" Slowly through clenched teeth and with utter conviction the words came out.

"You do so babble. You've been babbling incessantly for the last few weeks. Babble, babble and more babbling. And earlier you were babbling about how you don't babble!!!"

"I DO NOT BABBLE!"

"Christ B, you were even babbling instructions the other night when we were making love and being the considerate lover that I am..." Faith paused to smirk at Buffy, "I was following them to the letter and the next thing I know I got a mouth full of fuzzy stuff 'cause I'm going down on Mr. Gordo instead of you!" Faith huffed out, an indignant look on her face as she peered affy ffy from over her shoulder.

Without thinking, Buffy tried to turn around to answer Faith, which she quickly realized was impossible since she was still giving Faith a piggyback ride. "Yeah well piggyback ride is over, now get down and... and Mr. Gordo wanted me to tell you that he liked that thing you do with your tong" Bu" Buffy looked up and gave Faith a so-there look as she mentally slapped herself in the head for the lamest comeback in the history of the universe.

"Stayin' right here, I'm likin' this piggyback ride thing too much. Easy access and all..." Faith let her hands start roaming again, pulling Buffy's shirt up around her neck in the process. A low purr came from her as she heard the moan that Buffy tried to stifle at her touch. She decided she was hungry again and starting at the edge of Buffy's shoulder nibbled and sucked her way across it, then up the side of Buffy's neck until she caught her earlobe lightly with her teeth. "So, Mr. Gordo liked what I do with my tongue..." She mumbled huskily around the flesh in her mouth. "Tell me B... Was it this he liked?"

Faith circled Buffy's lobe with a touch that was whispery soft and the only reason Buffy knew that Faith was actually touching her was by the moist warm trail that her tongue left. Her body responding as if Faith was actually touching her elsewhere and the arousal that had somewhat ed ded down with their bantering returned with a vengeance that was downright vicious.

"Or was it this..." Faith stroked Buffy's lobe and the shell of her ear with long, firm, licks, alternating between the flat of her tongue and just the tip. Unconsciously she began to rotate herself against Buffy's lower back again, wishing she had worn anything other than her skintight leather pants. And what the fuck, were they making the seams in the crotch of the pants, thicker and bigger now?

"Fai..." moaned the needy blond-Slayer. Her whole body was throbbing, she needed more than just this teasing and she doubted she could wait until they got to the cottage.

"Or maybe it was this...." She slid her lips and teeth down to the end of Buffy's earlobe sucking gently then flicked it quickly with just the tip of her tongue. She nibbled her way back up and repeated the action a few more times. Damn it was getting hot and the little moans that were coming from deep in the back of Buffy's throat were just making theperaperature rise more. Faith's hands weren't idle either, they were exploring, touching, teasing every part of Buffy's breasts she could reach. She slid her palms across each pebbled nipple and felt it on her own breasts in an echoed phantom touch.

"I know... I bet it was this he really liked B..." She started flicking ever so lightly the tip of her tongue on the edge of Buffy's lobe. Her flicks at first like the soft touch of slowly beating butterfly-wings. She gradually increased the tempo of her strokes until her tongue was flicking at Slayer speed, a new use both she and Buffy had found for their Slayer speed. Something she was positive the Watcher's Council had never dreamed they would use one of their many Slayer's gifts for and one she was sure would give quite a few of the stuffy - condescending - pompous asses massive heart attacks or strokes, maybe both.

Buffy felt each and every nibble, stroke, suck, and flick of Faith's tongue on her lobe as if Faith was between her thighs and making a feast out of her. Right now, that was exactly what Buffy wanted. What she desperately needed! The moan of disappointment when Faith stopped her sensual torture of her lobe was loud and frantic.

"Well B, which one was it?" Faith inhaled deeply, she could smell Buffy's arousal, hell, she could smell her own and it just sent all her senses into hyper-drive. She stilled her hands on Buffy's breasts, and her smile was feral when a throaty growl came from Buffy. It looked like both of their primal sides wanted to come out to play today.

"Why don't you get down off my back and you can demonstrate those choices again, only on a place of my choosing this time.... what do you say Faith? Well, baby?" The throatily purred words rumbled out of her chest and that ancient part of Buffy that knew Faith was her mate long before she had realized it, wanted to play with its mate. And Buffy couldn't agree more.

"I don't know Giz. I kinda like where I am. Everything is... you know... like I said before, right here within my reach." To prove her point once again, Faith caught both of Buffy's nipples with her fingers, pinched them lightly, whispered a nail around them and then just gave her imationtion free rein. She molded herself tighter to Buffy, rubbing her own painfully aching breasts against Buffy's back. Her hips thrusting her pulsing core more forcefully into Buffy, she wrapped her legs fully around Buffy's hips and locked her ankles.

"Not everything S.O." Buffy growled in frustration.

Buffy briefly thought about trying to dislodge Faith from her back, but she knew unless Faith let her there was no way she could do it without one of them getting hurt and that was so not what she had in mind. Screw it, if Faith wanted to play, well then, Buffy would play. She scanned the forest around her until she found what she was looking for. She moved swiftly towards the massive TreeTree across the way and to the left of her, then turned around and pressed Faith's back - knapsack and all - into it, effectively trapping and keeping Faith suspended off the ground between her and the tree. She leaned all of her body weight back into Faith, sliding slightly up and down, rubbing her back against Faith's breasts and warm heat like a cat. This time the feral smile was hers as Faith moaned low.

"Since you want to stay where you are... I guess I'll just..."

Buffy's voice rolled over Faith from the bottom of her feet to the top of her head like liquid heat. She was just about to ask Buffy what she was doing when she saw where Buffy's hands had drifted. Her mouth dropped open and she quickly unlocked her ankles so she could see better as Buffy unbutton her own shorts, slid them down over her hips and then slipped her hand inside. Faith's whole body jerked, shuddered, quivered and she whimpered, then whimpered again.

"Y..y...y... r... not?" Her brain fried at the sight just as if she had stuck her finger in an electrical socket. She was pretty damn sure she was drooling, not believing what she was seeing. 'Cause this was one wish, dream, fantasy – and she had imagined, wished, dreamt, and fantasized about this at least a gazillion times - that she was absolutely, positively, without a single doubt sure would NEVER, NEVER, EVER come true.

"Oh yessss... I... am..." Buffy hissed as she slid her fingers through the river that was flowing between her legs, imagining they were Faith's fingers that were touching her, exploring her slick folds.

This was something she had never done in front of anyone, not even Faith, who had hinted a few times but had never asked outright. Nor had Faith ever done this in front of her, though Buffy, if she was honest with herself, had fantasized about it, but as ridiculous as it was, could never find the courage to ask F to to do it. And color her surprised, she might be blushing from head to toe, but it felt fucking good and it was turning her on even more knowing that Faith was watching her. And if Faith's heavy breathing and moans were any indication it was having the same effect on her. She couldn't help herself, she just had to wreak havoc with her Dark Slayer's senses just a little bit more.

"Just so you don't feel too left out baby..." Buffy dipped in a little further, gathering her own wetness onto her fingertips; she flicked her clit as she drew her hand out of her pants and moaned low as she leaned her head back against Faith.

She turned her head to the side to look at Faith who had somehow managed to crawl almost halfway over her shoulder; she looked so damn cute with her openmouthed look of shocked disbelief. She brought her glistening fingers up to Faith's open mouth and traced them over the fullness of her lips leaving a shimmering sheen of her desire behind. She trailed her sticky fingers back down and slid them into her own wet heat once again, moaning along with Faith as she touched herself. Her eyes closed of their own will as she ran her fingers into the slickness of her own core, every whimper that came from her mate making her even wetter. She started to rotate her hips in a small arc, as she delved inside to feel her own heat surround her intimately.

Faith was unquestionably going to have a stroke, pass out, implode, something, she knew it! She couldn't stop the whimpers from escaping her as she watched Buffy touch herself. The taste of Buffy's essence on her lips driving her insane, she wanted more, she wanted, needed it now and she wanted it directly from the source! She wasn't sure she could have moved right now even if she had the choice though. And god, the sounds that Buffy was making, they were sending chills down her spine. She watched in complete awe the beauty that was Buffy as her hand began to move faster and she forgot how to breath as Buffy's other hand made it's way down her stomach, sliding her shorts down to pool at her ankles, then trail back up to join its mate.

"Fai..." Buffy whimpered.

"B..." Faith whimpered right back.

"Feels so good... baby... wish it were you... want it to be you touching me..."

Faith began to place tiny kisses on Buffy's neck and jawbone. Her eyes though were riveted on Buffy's hands while her fingers mimicked on Buffy's nipples what Buffy was doing to her own swollen nub. It wasn't enough, as much as she wanted to see this, she wanted more to touch, to taste. She ripped the backpack off and let her legs drop down, she whimpered a little when she realized that the weight of Buffy's body was still keeping her trapped against the tree and her feet off the ground. She started to squirm, wiggle and Buffy, who finally realized what shs trs trying to do leaned forward a little so Faith could drop to the ground.

In less than a blink of an eye, Faith scrambled out from behind Buffy, stepped around to face her and pulled her into a heated embrace. She captured Buffy's mouth in a bruising, fiercely possessive kiss, moaning into the kiss as she felt the back of Buffy's hand as it moved against herself rub against her own swollen need. She trailed kisses and bites down Buffy's throat, pausing briefly to nibble delicately on each of Buffy's extended nipples and then she just dropped to her knees. Her breath caught painfully in her chest when her eyes came level with Buffy's exploring fingers and this time Faith knew she was drooling.

She gulped in a huge breath and the musky aroma of Buffy's arousal assaulted her senses, making her dizzy. She reached down, lifted one of Buffy's legs out from her pooled shorts and placed it on her shoulder. Faith gently slid Buffy's fingers out, replacing them with her own and slowly, reverently glided into the blistering, wet heat of her Light Slayer, searching for and finding unerring that elusive, almost mythical, sweet spot. Unable to resist anymore, she leaned forward and let her mouth and tongue join in the play.

Buffy was in heaven. No! This was better then heaven! What she was feeling through their bond from Faith was just sending her spiraling higher. Her legs were trembling so hard she knew that Faith's hand on her buttock and her leg on Faith's shoulder were the only reason she was still standing. She felt the pleasure burning her, it started deep in her stomach and moved like a tornado through her. The tip of Faith's tongue flicked relentlessly against her clit between her own circling fingers. She was so deep inside her and Buffy wanted her deeper and she wanted more. Her body shook with each thrust of Faith's long slender fingers as they hit her sweet spot.

"More Faith..." A whispered plea, followed by a moaned sigh of pleasure as Faith added another finger and Buffy felt her internal muscles clutch at them and hold them still - using another of their Slayer gifts in a completely unique way - as she luxuriated in the feel of Faith being inside her. "Oh baby... you feel so good... feel so good inside me..." Her body rippled as she felt Faith hum a reply against her clit, sending vibrating shockwaves through. Sh. She started rocking with Faith as she began to move within her again, trusting Faith to set the rhythm and lead her in this dance of desire, passion, lust and love. "Faith... OhGodbaby... Likethat... Likethat... OhgodFaith..."

She reached down blindly with her free hand and clutched with a force that would leave marks on Faith's shoulder, anchoring herself, connecting with her mate even more. Her other hand moved away, giving up the fight to try to keep touching herself and tangled instead in Faith's hair, pulling her closer, harder into her.

She lost any semblance of control and she easily, without thought or hesitation handed control over to her mate, her Dark Slayer. Her hips rocked demandingly against Faith's mouth, fingers and tongue, following the pace Faith set, arching her back needing to be even closer. She forced her eyes open, looked down and it was her undoing. Her own eyes locked with her mate's glowing emerald eyes that were staring back up at her with intense love and it pushed her to the very edge. Forcefully her hips arched into her Dark Slayer, every muscle in her body locked as she hung for long timeless seconds over the abyss, then she tumbled into it, exploding, shattering into a million pieces of exquisite pleasure, Faith's name torn out of her in a guttural scream. She doubled over from the force of it and Faith kept on touching her, moving inside of her until she fell again into a world thas fis filled with nothing but an exquisite ecstasy that had never been this passionate, this extreme with anyone but Faith.

Her leg fell off Faith's shoulder and she stood trembling, gasping, small tremors still firing off inside of her. She started to slide down as her legs gave out, only to be caught by Faith's strong arms. She felt Faith sit back onto her own calves and pull her close onto her lap. One arm warmly surrounded her, as Faith's other hand came up to tenderly brush the damp hair off her face. Soft, loving kisses dotted her cheeks, lips, forehead and she just basked in their warmth, basked in this affectionate, tender side of Faith. She leaned into her mate letting her support her, wrapping her arms around her and rested her head on Faith's chest over her heart, as Faith continued lavishing her with those soft loving kisses and cooing nonsense to her.

She could hear Faith's heart beating rapidly under her ear. As her own body swiftly recovered, thanks to another of their marvelous Slayer gifts, she let her hands start to roaer Fer Faith's back. She smiled softly when she heard Faith's breathing speed up, her smile growing bigger as she felt Faith squirm a little and heard a soft moan.

"Bet you're wishing your pants weren't so tight. Aren't you baby?" Buffy giggled softly, a hand traced around to find through Faith's shirt a nipple as hard as steel.

Faith's whole body shook at Buffy's light touch. She was so aroused right now that it was close to crossing the line between pleasure and extreme pain. She pushed her breast into Buffy's hand, a sob of want tearing out of her when Buffy's mouth latched onto her mate-mark. She was a mess, if Buffy even glanced at her crotch she would probably come. She rocked her pelvis up into Buffy, as Buffy continued to casually toy with her nipple. She couldn't take it, she needed Buffy to touch her with a desperation that almost scared her.

"Don't tease... Can't take it..." Faith gasped, her voice laced with overwhelming need.

Buffy stopped teasing instantly upon hearing the desire, the need thick in Faith's voice. She slid off Faith's lap, rose up to her knees and faced her. Faith rose up to her own knees, her trembling hands fumbling ineffectually with the buttons on her pants. Buffy brushed her hands away and quickly unbuttoned Faith's pants, started to tug them down only to have her wrist grabbed by Faith and her hand shoved into the front of Faith's pants.

"Ca..n't... w..ait..."

There was something more akin to apprehensive desperation in Faith's voice than just need, desire, lust or want. Buffy heard it, but it didn't quite register and she let it slip away at Faith's gasped plea of her name. Buffy's eyes grew wide with amazement at the wetness she found waiting for her. The strangled groan Faith let out when she touched her shot right through the heart of her and Buffy could feel herself getting wet all over again just from the sound.

"Inside me... need you... need to feel you in me..." Faith somehow managed to string the words together. Her arm went around Buffy's neck, her hand grabbing onto the opposite shoulder for dear life. Her other hand stayed wrapped tightly around Buffy's wrist in a death grip as if she were afraid Buffy might take it away.

"Oh baby." Buffy leaned forward and ravished Faith's mouth, her free hand tugged Faith's pants down as far as she could.

She impatiently pushed up Faith's shirt, freeing her breasts to the warm sunlight, the slight breeze and her touch. She traversed the slopes of each of Faith's breasts, with feather light touches, ignoring their peeks for now, relishing every moan of Faith's inheirheir kiss. She kissed, toyed, touched and plunged into Faith with the same frenzied urgency the Dark Slayer was feeling. Needing to know that she could make Faith feel the same way Faith made her feel, some part of her because of the last few weeks filled with her own insecurities and fears making her afraid that she might not be able to.

Faith pulled away from the kiss, gasping for air and buried her head in Buffy's neck and shoulder. She was beyond on fire, she felt like she was going to spontaneously combust any second and yet she was just hanging there on the edge, seemingly forever, unable to fall over it. She was grunting, whimpering, she could feel her release coiling swiftly, ferociously somewhere deep inside of her and the force of it terrified her.

"B???" She sobbed, needing something but not knowing what it was.

Buffy rested her head against Faith's, her mouth close to her ear; her arm circled the Dark Slayer and pulled her tighter to her. She could feel everything Faith was feeling and she was scared she might not be able to give Faith whatever it was she needed to let go.

"Fai... Beautiful Fai... My Faith, let go baby... I've got you." There was a world of tenderness and love in her voice. She felt Faith rock into her hand harder, faster and she moved with her. It was her instincts, her soul, her heart that let her know what it was that Faith needed from her. "I love you so much Faith, more than anything in this world. You're my heart, my soul..." She smiled so softly, so sweetly and placed tender kisses on the side of Faith's face when she heard those small sounds that Faith made in the back of her throat right before she came. "Let go baby... Let go for me.. My Fai... Come for me baby..."

Buffy's sultry voice wrapped around Faith like the sweetest, gentlest, most loving embrace Faith had ever felt, it soothed, encouraged and reassured her. Buffy've, ve, passion, even her fears surrounded her, holding her safely in their invisible arms. Whatever had been holding her back, keeping her from finding her release, from just letting herself go faded away in the face of all that Buffy let flow to her through their bond. Then everything stilled, quieted, as she hung there for one final endless second. It was almost a surprise when she let go with everything she was as the crest of the wave swept her away. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as the knot of pleasure inside of her uncoiled furiously, almost violently and the intensity of it ripped her apart physically and emotionally. Her body jerked uncontrollably against Buffy's as it convulsed with wave after wave of piercing rapture.

All of it poured out of her into Buffy through their bond, the intensity of her release, of her need, of her love. And Buffy to her own surprise felt herself captured by that uncoiling knot of physical and emotion pleasure and joined Faith in release.

Faith collapsed into Buffy's waiting arms, her body still jerking with aftershocks. She felt boneless, like she was pure liquid instead of flesh and bone. They clung to each other, both too stunned by the fierce reaction they had brought out in each other. Buffy still a little astounded by her own body's surprising emotional and physical respono who what she had felt flow to her from Faith. This had happened to Faith that first time on Obsidian but it had never happened to her until today.
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"SHIT!!!" She spun around and slammed right into her mate knocking them both over, bot bot before her mate got an eyeful of what she had just seen. "Didn't need to see that for Christ's sake!"

Buffy's eyes shot open at the sound of Clotho's voice and both she and Faith froze. They were still reeling, in a haze from their reaction to each other, but more from the outpouring of emotions that they had shared, neither realizing that the fears, insecurities they had both been harboring for the last few weeks had manifested themselves in another way. Their bodies, their hearts, their souls trying to show them what their minds refused to see.

The sounds of the Immortals trying to untangle themselves brought the Slayers out of their haze and reminded them of where they were, who was there and for the moment took from them the beginnings of understanding what had just happened. Both Slayers were sure that they were going to explode as they felt the heat of embarrassment run like wildfire through them. They watched still frozen in place as the two Immortals scrambled to their feet, keeping their backs to them.

The Slayers weren't the only ones that were shell-shocked, the Immortals were too. They didn't know what to do, run, stay, crawl into a hole and die or laugh. Faith broke the spell.

"NONONONO..." Faith ranted, "I don't fucking believe this!!!"

Lilith couldn't help it. She burst out laughing, Faith had reacted exactly the way she would have had their positions been reversed. Faith's reaction actually was quite tame compared to some of Lilith's on a few of the numerous occasions she and Clotho had been caught in the act. "Well... ah... Sorry?" was the giggled reply from the lean, ancient, Immortal.

"Shit..." Buffy whispered to Faith. They both jumped up to their feet, pulling their pants up, their shirts down, hoping against hope that the Immortals hadn't really seen or heard anything. "You can turn around if you want now." Buffy choked out.

"What is it with you two always busting in on us?" Faith snarled at them. "Is this a fucking conspiracy or something????"

"Us???" Lilith twirled around to face the Slayers, "In case you don't know it you're on our property! And it's not like this is the first time it's happened either. It's not like you two haven't caught us a few times. You can't really think we planned this!" Lilith tried - she really did - to keep the amusement out of her voice but she just couldn't, especially not with Faith glaring daggers at her, looking for all the world like she really believed they had planned on catching them. She felt a bubble of laughter making its way up from her belly and desperately tried to stop it. She even went so far as to cover her mouth with both hands, but the snort of laughter found its way out anyway. She laughed even harder when Clotho slapped her in the back of the head, hissing at her to be quiet.

"Go away..." she growled it at them. She wasn't a happy Dark Slayer camper at the moment. "You okay B?" she asked Buffy softly.

Buffy just buried her face into Faith's neck, she had never been so embarrassed in her life and she wasn't a happy camper at the momeitheither. Sure, they'd been caught before, but never quite like this. Kneeling in the middle of a grove of trees, shirts hiked up somewhere around their necks, pants not even off just pooled around ankles or stretched wide between spread thighs. Caught like two animals in heat, impatient, feral, primal, instead of two supposedly responsible young women who should be able to control themselves.

What neither Slayer realized was that this was normal for most new lovers. This overwhelming lust, desire that blossomed out of nowhere suddenly, fiercely, with no other thought then to be sated. It had caused many young lovers to end up making love in the backseat of the car because the four-block drive home was just too far and too long of a wait. Or to pay a twenty dollar cover charge to get into a club, to only leave five minutes later because you needed to be alone to touch, to kiss, to caress, to taste each other, now, immediately, even though you had been doing exactly that only an hour and a half earlier. Then again, they wouldn't know that because, for both Slayers, their lives for the most part had been and still were far from what was considered normal.

In any case Faith and Buffy together as a couple – even if they hadn't been Slayers – seldom did things the normal way. Not from their first kiss, the first time they made love, the first time they told each other they were in love with the other, so in a sense for them this was very normal, they just didn't realize it. Nor did they realize since they were Slayers and their body chemistry was different from others, for them this passion, this heat, this need, would unlike, other normal-human lovers, for the most part, for the rest of their lives together, stay at almost the same intense level it was at now.

They might not know it now, their own minds calling up hidden insecurities and fears, but for the rest of their lives, they would fall deeper in love each and every day and every time they kissed, touched, made love, it would feel new, special, thrilling just like it did now. They would never grow complacent in their love for one another, they would continue down the path they created and it was this that would keep their love for one another, new, exciting, passionate, fierce and all the other wonderful things they were with, and to each other throughout their years together. The wish that Dawn had made almost a year ago as she stepped through the portal to go back to Sunnydale would come true and the sight of two gray-haired, retired, happy, smiling, laughing, very much in love Slayers watching the sunrise, would become a familiar sight to her in the later years to come.

"Faith, Buffy, we really are sorry." Clotho told them sincerely and Lilith nodded her head in agreement all traces of amusement gone. "If we had known. We... well... ah... we... ah, we really didn't see anything. I swear there is something in the air here at the lake." Her last comments garnered a small smile from both Slayers, "We're gonna go back to our cottage now. Come over for dinner tonight or just come over whenever you want. Okay?"

"Okay." Buffy whispered, pretty sure her skin was melting from the heat of her blush.
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Lilith and Clotho remained silent as they walked through the woods back to their cottage. When they were sure they were well beyond Slayer hearing range they both burst out laughing.

"So what's the score now?" Lilith asked between bouts of giggles.

"Not sure. Let's see..." Clotho turned to look at her mate and then dragged her down with her to sit on the ground. Her sides were hurting from laughing so much. "There was the first time at the cottage, the stables, the lake, Atropos and Luc's garden, Mars' training room, our bathroom and what am I forgetting?"

"The midnight ride on Obsidian and behind Zane's house during one of his barbeques. All of which they managed to do in the three days they had left after Dawn went home."

Both Immortals burst into gales of laughter again, they laughed so hard tears started to fall from their eyes.

"So we caught them eight times and they caught us..." Clotho managed finally to get out between gasps for air, her sides still hurting from laughing so hard. She closed her eyes and mentally counted the times the Slayers had caught them in a compromising position. The Slayers kitchen at the cottage, their own bathroom, the picnic table, the stables, in the middle of the lake, Lily's backyard, the path, and in the stables again. "They caught us eight times too, so we're tied. And that's only the times we've caught them and they've caught us here in this realm."

"Nah uh... You forgot to count today so that makes it nine times. They're just as bad as we are, hell I bet they're gonna be worse. Do you remember how many times we were caught the first hundred years or so we were together? I'll never forget the look on Zane's face when he caught us not once, not twice, but three times in the same day."

The two Immortals shared another bout of laughter as they thought back to when they had first gotten together. They couldn't keep their hands off each other and just like the Slayers the second they touched they forgot where they were, who was around, that they could fade to somewhere more privathe the only thing that existed in the world for them was each other. They had found that being around the Slayers for all these months had made them revert to being that way with each other again. And it wasn't just them either, they had caught Atropos and Luc quite a few times, not to mention Lachesis and Spike.

They hadn't said a word to anyone about Lachesis and Spike for the bei being, it was a well-kept secret and not because Lachesis didn't want anyone to know, but because Spike didn't. He thought that Lachesis was lowering herself being with someone like him. He was going through much of what both Angel and Faith had when they had rediscovered their conscience, or rather their souls. He thought he didn't deserve the Immortal and he was fighting her tooth and nail. While Lilith and Clotho couldn't think of anyone better to help Spike through this nor match the Fate known as The Mother in just about every way. Spike and Lachesis were soul-mates, he just didn't know it yet.

"I kinda feel bad though, we really should have told them before they came here again how the privacy spell around the cottages really works." Clotho looked at Lilith and saw the arched eyebrow and smirk, "You're right, but it probably wouldn't have made any difference, it seldom did for us. I doubt they were really paying attention when they wandered off the path onto our property instead of their own. But we really do need to tell them how it works now."

The privacy spell that kept others out from the property that surrounded each cottage actually worked slightly different from what they had initially told the Slayers. They had altered how the spell worked for the Slayers stay here at the lake. They had wanted to give the Slayers an added sense of security and the Fates, Lilith and Luc had all agreed and decided for all the Immortals that making the Slayers feel safe while they had been here was paramount and worth any inconvenience it might cause them. In reality, the spell was quite simple actually. The only thing they had changed was to have the spell be active all the time, instead of only being active when one of the residents activated it with a simple command when they wanted privacy or as Lilith said, Doin' it time. Of course, as was proven today and too many times throughout the eons, having a privacy spell still didn't stop any of the Immortals and now the Slayers from getting caught, or heard from time to time in compromising positions or acts.

"You ready to get going again Clo?"

Clotho just nodded her head and rose back up to her feet. She reached down a hand to Lilith and helped her up; they held hands as they walked back to their cottage. "So what spectacular dinner will you be preparing tonight for the Slayers to make up for us catching them once again?"

They shared another laugh as they planned the menu for that night.
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"Are you okay B?" The concern shone in her eyes.

"Yeah..." Buffy gave Faith a small smile. Oh she just couldn't wait to be teased about today's little episode, just about as much as she couldn't wait to get run over repeatedly by an eighteen-wheeler. She knew there wasn't the slightest chance that Lilith and Clotho would just let this slide, especially since it was their first day back at the lake in almost a year and they hadn't managed to even make it to their own cottage, let alone their own property. She looked deeply into the chocolate brown eyes of her mate and saw the love and concern there and they just filled her up. "I love you Faith." The smile Faith gave her was blinding.

"I love you too, B." She leaned down and gently kissed Buffy. She brushed her fingers down Buffy's arm and clasped their hands together. She watched with wonder as Buffy gave her a radiant smile.

"But you know, don't you, that this is all your fault. Don't you Faith?" Buffy poked her in the chest playfully.

"Me? I was happy getting my piggyback ride. It was you who wandered into the wrong woods. I didn't do anything. All I was doing was playing a little and then you, you started... started to..." She used her best innocent voice and look. It didn't work. "Frig B, I've been waiting like forever to see you do that... Forever..." Her voice became a husky whisper; her breath blowing hotly across Buffy's face. A wolfish smile appeared as she watched the shiver ripple under Buffy's at at the sound of her voice.

The inferno that had been raging fiercely between them before, ignited again. Hotter, fiercerrageraged, they forgot about being embarrassed, forgot that they were still standing by the massive Oak Tree in the Immortals part of the woods. Forgot that anyone and anything else existed in the universe but the two of them.

"Have you now Fai...?" Buffy sultry question came as her eyes ran the length of Faith's lean luscious body devouring her with just a look.

"Yeah B..." Faith whispered her voiced laced with lust, love and a little bit of shyness, which made itself known in a bright pink flush across her cheeks.

Buffy looked up into Faith's shy, lust-filled sparkling eyes which were steadily turning emerald with desire and she could almost feel her own eyes begin to turn amber-gold with desire too.

"All you had to do was ask Fai..." she whispered low, her voice filled with promise.

Buffy had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing when Faith's eyebrows shot up almost into her hairline and her eyes grew so wide that Buffy was afraid they were going to fall right out of her head.

"ReaLLy???" Faith squeaked, her mouth, throat, suddenly as dry as the Sahara Desert, her mind in denial that the squeak she had just heard had come out of her own mouth.

"Yes, really S.O." Buffy smiled at Faith, leaned forward then slowly with just the tip of her tongue, wet Faith's dry lips for her.

"A... a..." Faith stuttered her mind having gone totally blank from Buffy's blatantly seductive touch. What was it that she wanted to say again? She struggled for a few seconds trying to remember, which only served to flood her mind with images that made her mouth completely dry again, her knees rubbery, her blood pound like thunder and send desire scorching through every single cell in her body. She took a deep breath trying to compose herself before she spoke and failed miserably, "When we... um... when we get back to... to the ah... the ah... the cottage... You think... maybe B... that you would... maybe um... would ah do that again..."

'Okay what the hell was that? Pig-latin, Chinese, German? Or maybe it was, nope, not maybe, it was just plain old idiot BrainTurnedToMushPatheticDarkSlayerSpeak! Oh yeah, look out, World. The totally world-wise seductively, sensual, sexy, can make you scream her name in ecstasy, Dark Slayer is on the loose and no one stands a chance against her charms!'

"Mmmmm...." Buffy hummeding ing Faith wait for her answer, she had to admit that the thought had crossed her mind a time or a trillion. Only it wasn't herself she imagined touching themselves, but Faith, and the desire that had just seconds ago scorched through every cell in Faith's body decided to split itself in half and blaze a scorching trail through every cell in Buffy's body too. As she looked up into Faith's hopeful eyes, she just couldn't help it, she took a page from Faith's own wicked, teasing nature and said, "I said you could ask baby... I didn't say I'd do it."

"WHAT???" Faith screeched, hoping she had heard Buffy wrong.

"I said you could ask, I didn't say I'd do it." Buffy responded then leaned forward and once again traced delicately, teasingly the contours of Faith's lips.

"You're kidding right B... please tell me you're kidding..." Faith pleaded, hoping that she wasn't imagining the teasing look in Buffy's eyes. She ground her teeth when instead of replying Buffy just lifted one elegant eyebrow at her and smirked. "U... U... R just a big tease you know that don't you? And... and... you don't play fair, ya know that too don't ya, B... Ya don't..." She stamped her foot, huffed and started to move away from Buffy, her own wickedly playful nature taking control. Buffy stopped her almost immediately with a gentle hand on her arm. Faith turned around, her lower lip jutting out like a petulant three-year-old, her whole demeanor sulky.

"You're so cute when you pout baby..." Buffy laughed lightly, "You know Fai, I'm sure if you use that sinfully creative mind of yours you could think of something to entice me to change my mind... Just like I'm sure I could come up with something to get you to return the favor for me..."

Every hair on Faith's body stood on end and crackled with electricity at Buffy's throaty, hungry, whispered request, which held a promise of a night filled with delicious, mind-blowing pleasure. She was pretty sure that any second smoke was going to start coming out of her ears as she melted from the inside out. "I aH... Ah... I thINK... No I cAn... yeAH I cAN do tHAT... I CAn... I cAn... YeS, I cAN..." She was fucking squeaking again! All she wanted to do at this point was slap herself upside her head.

'What's with the friggin' SQUEAKING already???? I don't squeak! I don't! Score another one for me, the Big-Bad-Tuff-Sexy-Dorky-Dumbass-Mushbrained-Dark-Slayer, who turns into a stuttering, squeaking, fumbling, bumbling, babbling like Red, village idiot just by thinking about B touc... OHGODI'MGONNAHAVEASTROKE! Please, please, please whoever is listening, I'll never curse again, I fucking swear it, if you just let this happen... I fucking swear pleeeaaaseeee.'
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They leisurely made their way back to the cottage, giving themselves a chance to calm down the desire that was still raging through them. They had no inclination to be caught again by anyone else. They were sure that Kiddo and Gran had spread the word that they were back, which more than likely meant they would either meet up with some of the others on their way or have visitors and or messages waiting for them at the cottage when they got there.

Buffy had a soft smile on her face as she thought about how, after they had only walked a few feet, Faith had reached out to hold her hand. Faith had looked at her with such a cute, shy expression on her face as she asked if it was all right for them to hold hands as they walked. And Buffy's heart – she swore - had made those little pitter-patter noises at Faith's shy request. Her smile had been her answer and now ten minutes later it was still gracing her face.

Furball and his mate, who Buffy had affectionately nicknamed Puff – because she was just a big old Powder Puffball of fur - were laying on the ground in front of the cottage door waiting for them. Both Slayers did a little double take when they saw them. Cinder had her head nestled into the nape of Dusk's neck; he had his head draped across both of her front paws, while the stuffed panthers were in a similar position and resting up against Cinder's side. Neither Slayer could figure out how the hell the two puppies had managed that. The second the puppies saw them their tails started wagging a mile-a-minute and though neither Slayer said anything, both of them thought they saw the stuffed panthers' tails flick once in greeting too.

Sure enough, there was a pile of notes waiting for them on the bed when they entered the cottage with the two puppies and the stuffed panthers that each carried. One note was bigger then the others. It was from Clotho and Lilith commanding them to get their cute little butts – and no they hadn't seen them, at least not this time, Ha Ha – over to Lily's cottage – NOW!!! - for the impromptu barbeque Lily had decided to have to welcome them back to the lake.

"I guess we'll have to wait to make another secret wish of yours and one of mine too, come true Faith. 'Cause we both know if we don't haul ass over there they'll just come over here and keep on ringin' the damn magical bell until we finally answer the door and let them in. Sorry baby, because I was most definitely looking forward to how you were going to convince me and I had a few ideas of my own on how to convince you..." Buffy purred the last part out seductively to Faith.

Faith's answer to Buffy was just a feral growl. She stamped her foot and grabbed the suitcases the Immortals had faded here for them and carried them over to the dresser to unpack them. She started mumbling under her breath about how it just wasn't fair, and the Immortals weren't playing fair and life w't f't fair and why did they have to go until Buffy finally stopped her tirade with a kiss that made her boots melt and turned her into a gushing hot spring of need.

"You don't play fair either B!" She gasped out between labored breaths.

"So you keep telling me..." Buffy laughed, "But you love me anyway..."

"With all my heart, 'til the day I die and beyond..."

The simple sincerity of Faith's words made Buffy's heart melt, the mushiness of them made her smirk though, "Is that all? Not 'til The End of Time, not 'til pigs fly, not 'til hell freezes over..."

"You makin' fun of me B?" She jutted out her bottom lip in a pretend pout, as Buffy's smile melted her heart.

"Now would I make fun of My Little Woman?" Buffy winked at her and smacked her on the butt.

"HEY! You smacked my butt!!!" She placed her hands on her hips and stared at Buffy, jutting her bottom lip out even further in indignation.

"Of course I did, you're MY LITTLE WOMAN!" Buffy said matter-of-factly, "Even if you are a big old mushy-cornball..."

"Look who's talkin'." Faith smiled at Buffy and effectively melted her heart once again.

"Only with you and always for you. You own me, heart, body, mind and soul Faith."

"As you do me B..."

Whereas they normally would crack up at the mushy sentiments, this time instead they leaned in towards each other for a sweet, gentle, soulful kiss. They stared at each other almost shyly after the kiss; they silently unpacked the suitcases and put everything away. They started laughing when they turned to each other, cut-off jeans and t-shirts in their hands. They had unconsciously picked out comfortable clothes, not for themselves, but for each other to change into for the barbeque. As they laughed together, staring into each other's eyes they silently melted each other's hearts once again.
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Continued in Chapter XXXIII – Heal Me (Part C)