Losing It

Buffy’s POV

I’m jolted awake by the sound of the ringing phone.

Somehow Mr. Gordo ended up face down in my crotch.

Yeah, I’d like to have to explain that one to mom.

I look over at the alarm clock by my bed and see that it’s nearly 2 AM. Who would be calling at this hour?

I groggily reach over and pick up the phone.

“Hello?”

“Hey, baby. Did I wake you?”

It’s Faith.

YAY!

I try to play off my excitement.

“Yeah, but I wasn’t having a good dream, so, it’s okay.”

I hear her chuckle.

“What’s so funny?”

“You are such a liar.”

I get out of bed and got to turn off the light. I stop to light the incense on my dresser and light the two candles next to my mirror.

“I am not a liar. Why am I a liar?”

She breathes deeply into the phone and I stop in mid stride as a chill runs down my spine.

“Because I know you were having a dream, and I know I was in it.”

I close my eyes and crack my neck to rid my body of the stiffness.

I laugh a sweet little laugh, I know Faith loves when I do, and I climb back onto my bed. I rest my back against my fluffy pink pillow against the headboard and I pull Mr. Gordo up next to me.

“Faith, I was not.”

I hear her sigh.

“What’s wrong?”

“Oh nothing. Just that my girlfriend is in my dreams every night and she doesn’t even dream about me .”
.”

I smile. I start to play with the edge of my comforter.

“I do dream about you silly. Just not tonight.”

I hear F let let out another deep breath into the phone. Chill #2.

“What kind of dream?” she asks in a deep, husky voice.

I swallow hard and my toes curl.

“Ah…you know…regular ones.”

I hear a shifting noise on the other end of the line.

“Faith? Are you in bed?”

She smirks. I can’t see her, but I know she does.

“Oh, baby. I love it when you talk dirty.”

I laugh that sweet little laugh.

“Faith, you dork.”

She’s pouting now.

“I’m a dork? You think I’m a dork?”

I shake my head, even though I know she can’t see it.

“NO! No, baby. I don’t think you’re a dork I think you’re…”

“Horny?” she finishes for me.

I smirk this time.

“I don’t know. Are you?”

I hear her groan.

“You fuckin’ A I am,” she whispers just loud enough for me to hear.

I didn’t expect that one. My eyes widen. I don’t think she meant to say it that loud.

“Ah…you…you are?”

I hear her moan.

“Always. But only for you.”

She says it in that really deep voice again, and my I get goose bumps all up and down my skin. I suddenly don’t know what to say. I just sit there.

“Buffy? Buffy?”

It takes me a while to realize Faith is calling my name. I shake my head.

“Yeah. I’m still here.”

I hear let out another deep breath.

“Baby? Do you think you could do something for me?”

“Anything for you.”

She’s silent for a minute and then I hear her moan again.

“Would you…”

I smile and sigh out.

“Just ask me Faith.”

“Wouldyoutouchyourselfforme?”

She says it in such a rush I don’t think my brain has time to fully comprehend it because I find myself a little confused, yet, ngelngely…aroused.

“Wh..huh?”

I hear her start to get nervous.

“Forget it. I’m sorry I said anything. I’ll let you get back to sleep.”

My eyes get wide.

“NO!”

I hear a light gasp on the other end. I guess I surprised her. I kinda surprised myself. I feel my cheeks starting to get a little red from the embarrassment. I can’t believe I’m about to do this. I guess all that stuff about Faith being the first one to touch…it…just flew right out the window. But, I guess, technically, it is like she will be touching me.

God. I feel it start to ache again just from the thought of Faith’s hands on me. She makes me so aroused, I almost feel ashamed.

“Okay,” I said into the phone in the tiniest voice.

I can just see her eyes get wide and I hear a light gasp in my ear.

“You sure B? I mean, I don’t wanna push you to do something you ain’t ready for.”

I shake my head and slouch down a little.

“No. I want to. I want you to know how much I love you and if this is the only way for now…then I want to.”

I hear her sigh out and I know she’s smiling.

“I love you too baby. So much.”

I smile and se bac back. I just sit here waiting.

“Um, Faith?”

“Yeah, baby?”

I start to blush again. I don’t know if I can do this.

“You…you’re gonna have to tell me how…to do it. I’ve never…before, and I want you to enjoy it too. I wanna do it right for you.”

I hear her let out a really deep groan.

“Ah, fuck Buffy. I think I just creamed my jeans.”

I crinkle my nose and laugh.

“That’s disgusting baby. I didn’t think girls could “cream” anything.”

“God, Buffy. You really never jerked yourself off, have you?”

I feel like I just walked into class naked and everyone is staring at me and I don’t know why.

“No.”

I hear her chuckle. I am so gonna hear it.

“Damn, baby. I don’t know how you can stand it. All that built up…Unhhhh…and no release. Fuck, I’da spontaneously combusted.”

“Not everyone is as horny as you Faith.”

That came out way more harsh than I intended.

“Sorry, Buffy. I guess I’m just fucked up like that.”

Good job Buffy. You just offended the one person that means the most to you.

I sigh out and start to stroke Mr. Gordo’s head.

“I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean it. I’m just scared.”

“About what?”

Her voice instantly changes from upset to concerned. She’s so considerate.

“I don’t want to disappoint you. I want to do it…right.”

“Aw, baby. You could never disappoint me. If we never had any kind of sex, I’d still love you till death do us part.”

I think I’m gonna cry. That is the sweetest thing she has ever said to me.

“That’s the sweetest thing you ever said to me Faith, and I love you that much too.”

She laughs her nervous little laugh. I can just picture her scratching her tattoo.

“It’s nothing baby. It’s just how I feel, you know, straight from the heart and all that shit.”

Leave it to Faith to throw in a four-letter word to the most romantic thing she’s ever said. But that’s her and I wouldn’t have her any other way.

“Faith?”

“Yeah?”

I can’t believe I’m gonna say this, but I close my eyes, and leap.

“I want you to make me wet.”

I think she had a heart attack. I hear the sound of the phone falling onto the floor followed by a thud. Then I hear her scrambling to pick it up.

“Buffy! You still there?!”

I smile and shake my head.

“Yeah, I’m still here. Did you fall?”

I hear her let out another breath and struggle to regain herself.

“God, baby. I think you gave me a heart attack. Where’d you learn to talk like that?”

I blush even harder. I don’t know if I should tell her this, but I do.

“I…I kinda borrowed one of Will and Kenn’s…tapes…and one of the girls on there said it to her lover right before she…”

I can’t say it.

“Fucked her?”

But she can.

I nod my head and feel my cheeks start to burn with embarrassment.

“Yeah. Are you mad?”

I hear her scoff.

“Fuck no B! I think that’s fuckin’ hot. I can’t believe you watched porn for me.”

“I did.”

Her voice gets real low again.

“Well, maybe some day we can make our own.”

I moan into the receiver and I hear her chuckle, but it’s quickly replaced by a moan of her own.

“Where is your hand?” she asks me.

“It’s…it’s on my thigh.”

“Take it and slide it up your stomach real slow.”

I close my eyes and let the sound of her voice guide me. I’m completely at her mercy and I couldn’t feel safer. I know my Baby will take care of me, and I’ll take care of her. I hope.

“Is it there yet?”

I nod.

“Yeah,” I breathe into the phone.

“Slide it under your pajama top and feel how hot your skin is.”

I slide my hand under my top and my instantly feel how hot my skin has become. I moan.

“You like that?”

“Mmm…yes.”

“Good. Now, slide your hand up to your breast.”

I don’t hesitate. I slip my hand over the swell of flesh and my nipple hardens when my ers ers brush over its peak. My back arches involuntarily and I moan into the receiver again. This time I hear Faith moan too.

“Are you touching it baby?”

I moan and let out a gasp.

“Yessss.”

I hear the sounds of dragging material on the other line.

“Faith…”

She breathes heavily into the phone.

“I’m touching my breast too, B. It feels so good. My nipple is so hard for you. Is your’s hard for me?”

“God…yes.”

“If I were there, I would suck it into my hot mouth. I would swirl my tongue around it gently then suck on it until you beg me to do it harder. Would you like that?”

I feel the moisture starting to build between my legs. This is really turning me on.

“Yes. Oh Faith…I’m getting so wet.”

I hear Faith moan louder and take in a ragged breath.

“Take your other hand and slip it under the waistband of your bottoms, but do it slowly.”

I try my best to hold the phone between my ear and mouldoulder. My body is trembling so much, it’s hard to hold it there.

I get it somewhat secure and I put my right hand at the top of my pajama bottoms. My fingertips lightly play with the sensitive skin just below my belly button.

God, it feels good.

“Are you doing it slowly baby?” I hear Faith say.

“Yes. It feels so good Faith.”

“I know baby. Imagine it’s my hand and that I’m swirling my tongue in your navel. Can you feel it?”

I groan. I can.

“Yessss. God….”

“Slip your hand into your panties and stroke the top of your pussy, but don’t touch it yet.”

I struggle to breathe as I slip my hand under the cotton waistband and onto the top of my hot pussy. I think my fingers are melting into my flesh from the heat.

“Oh…Faith…”

I hear a groan on the other end of the line.

“It feels good, doesn’t it baby?”

I arch my back at the sound of her husky voice I wanna touch my clit so bad. I can feel it throbbing so hard. It’s sending vibrations straight down to my toes.

“God Faith…I want to touch my clit.”

I hear a really loud moan and she takes in another ragged breath.

“Put your hand on your pussy baby…and rub it really slow.”

I slid my hand to my slit and stroke it gently before easing my fingers inside my swollen lips. My fingers meet with instant wetness. I hear it start to make a little clicking nose as I rub it from top to bottom really slow. I hear Faith grunt into the phone.

“Are…humph…are…ohhh…you touching…mmm…yourself, Faith?” I manage to breathe out.

I hear Faith exhale a deep breathe into the receiver and it sends chills through my body.

“Oh Fuck Buffy….yesss.”

I think she’s gonna cum and I didn’t even do anything. Wow.

“Fa…Faith…”

I really want to touch my clit.

“Yeah…ohhh…”

“Can, can I touch my clit…now?”

It’s getting harder and harder to talk.

“Not…yet.”

God, I feel like I’m gonna explode if I don’t.

“Please, baby?”

I hear her let out a really long moan and then she lets out a deep breath.

“Okay baby…touch it.”

The second my fingers come into contact with my clit, I feel this earth-shattering sensation explode inside of me. Every part of my body hums with it’s release and I start to shake as the waves roll over every nerve cell inside of me.

I rub my clit faster, but gently, prolonging the pleasure. I hear Faith’s voice in my ear and it heightens every glorious second of my first orgasm.

“You are so beautiful Buffy. I wish I could see you right now. I wish I was stroking you as you cum on my hand, then I would stick my hand in my mouth and pull you into me. I would hold you as you come down from ecstasy. I would kiss you and tell you how much I love you, because I do.”

I feel the last spark of my orgasm flare up and then fade away. I struggle to open my eyes. I lift my hand and wipe the sweat that has dripped into them. I take in a few deep breaths and I pull my hand out of my pajamas.

“God, Faith. That was amazing.”

I hear her let out a sigh. I know she’s smiling. So am I.

“It was for me too, baby. Thank you so much.”

I smile and grab the phone with my hand that was on my breast. I wipe my sticky hand on the right leg of my pajamas. I don’t care. I can barely move.

“I’m so glad you called me Faith. I love you.”

“I love you too B.”

I hear her readjusting herself and pulling her zipper back up. Then I remember.

“So, what did your Dad say to you?”

I hear her laugh into the phone. I smile.

“What’s so funny?”

She chuckles low in her throat and then sighs into the phone.

“He gave me condoms.”

My eyes get big. I get kinda choked up.

“He gave you…condoms?”

“Yep.”

I can’t believe this.

“Why?”

She shifts around some more and is silent for a second.

“Faith? Why did he give you condoms?”

I hear her laugh kind of nervously.

“Well, I kinda have a…dick.”

I choke on my on spit. I start coughing and wheezing into the phone.

“Buffy?! B?! You okay baby?”

I try to regain myself enough to answer her.

“Ah, yea…yeah. I just thought you said you have a…”

“I did. I do.”

OH. MY. GOD.

“Faith? Is there something you haven’t told me? I mean I know you have the sex drive of a man…but…”

She starts to laugh. A lot.

“Oh, fuck B! No. *I* don’t have a dick. I have a strap-on dick. For when, you…you know…wanna…mmmm…”

Oh, God. I think my heart stopped beating for like a whole second there. But wait. Did she just say she has a…strap-on? For me? Oh, God. I’m starting to get hot again. Just the image of Faith with a thick, hard dick between her legs, just for me…to make love to me, I can’t believe how much she loves me.

“Faith, I can’t believe you did that for me.”

I hear her sigh out again.

“Believe it. You mean that much to me Buffy. Don’t you know that?”

I feel a tear starting to form behind my eye.

“I do, baby. I do.”

She yawns into the phone and tries to hide how tired she is, but even though she has slayer stamina, she still needs her sleep. Especially after what we just did.

“I know your tired baby. I am too. Sleep. I’ll see you tomorrow okay?”

“You sure baby? I don’t want you to think, you know, I got off and now I just wanna conk out. If you need me, I’ll stay awake.”

I feel the tear slide down from my eye. God. I love her. I fight back the sob in my throat as I try to speak.

“No, Faith. Just go to sleep baby. You promised to spend the whole day with me tomorrow, remember? I don’t want you to get sleepy on me.”

I can hear her breathing starting to get steady and then she breathes into the phone.

“Okay, baby. I’ll see you tomorrow then. Sweetest dreams. I love you.”

I smile.

“Sweetest dreams. I love you too. Bye, baby.”

“Bye.”

I hear the line go dead and then the dial tone in my ear. I slowly ease the phone from my hand and lean over to place it back in the charger. I set it down slowly and stare at it with a smile. I lightly stroke the back and then pull away.

I lift my butt and pull the blankets out from under me and slide underneath their warmth. I pull Mr. Gordo into my side and snuggle into his softness. A part of me wishes Faith was here to hold me and that it was her that I was snuggling into, but I tell myself, one step at a time.

As I drift off into the best sleep I’ve had in a while, one last conscience thought passes through my brain:

If we keep going at this pace…pretty soon…

…my virginity won’t stand a chance.