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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
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6,683
Reviews:
21
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
2
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Chapter 8
(((I'm sorry, I've been really bad, I know. I've been really caught up in writing my other story and I kind ditched this one. But I'm working on it now, promise.)))
Chapter 8
[Buffy's POV]
"So do you think you could help us out?" I asked Angel. It was early evening and we already talked to the SITs. Most wanted to stay with us, so we had to try and find a house, and a way, to Boston.
"Yeah I could do that. I'll find you a big house and can probably put you in a plane in two days," he looked threw is paperwork.
"Okay thanks. I'll check in with you in the morning," I smile and walked out of his office, practically running into Cordelia.
"Jeez Buffy, run over people much? Anyway, I was looking for you. Do you want to come out for drinks and dancing with us?" She looked kind of bored asking, but that’s just how Cordelia is.
"Who's 'us'?"
"Me, Gunn, Wesley, Faith, Willow, Kennedy, and maybe Angel if he gets out of his rut," she played with her nails.
I shrug, "Yeah, sure. I need to get out. When are we leaving?"
"About an hour."
"Alright, I'm going to go change, I'll meet you down here after," I run upstairs.
I walk in the room to see Faith half-naked. She only had on a short leather shirt and fishnets and was looking in her suitcase trying to find a shirt. *I hope she doesn’t find one because her breasts are too perfect to cover up.*
"Hey," I say, trying hard to look at her face and not at her exposed breasts because if I do I might just jump her now.
She smiled, "Hey, you coming with us?"
I nod, "Yeah, gotta get changed though." I head to my suitcase and pull out a short black skirt and a tight lace tank top that leaves almost nothing to the imagination, and head to the bathroom.
"You forgot panties," Faith said, observing that they weren't in my clothes pile.
I smirk, "I meant to." I then turn and walk into the bathroom.
After getting changed I walk back into the bedroom, this time to see Faith fully clothes and putting her makeup on.
She looked over at meDamnDamn B, you look hot!"
"I know." I wink at her and I put on my makeup. I'm looking this way for a reason, I so need to get laid. I know I said I'd respect Faiths decision but fuck I want her so bad! And I'm not exactly going against her wishes if I don’t touch her or anything. I'll just, you know, tempt her to touch me. That works, right?
In another half an hour or so we were at the club Cordelia knew of. Angel decided to be boring and not come, said he had lots of work to do. We chose a table and ass sat down as Kennedy offered to get some drinks.
When she came back, Gunn started talking, "So Boston, huh? Sounds cool."
"Its okay," Faith said. "I guess what you grow up somewhere though it kinda takes the 'wow' out of it," she shrugged. A fast song came on and she jumped up, "Come on B, dance with me."
[Faith's POV]
I pull her onto the dance floor and put an arm around her waist and pull her closer to me. She ran her hands down my back and grabbed my ass and I put my hands above my head and run my fingers threw my hair, getting lost in the music.
A bunch of guys started circling around us, but all I was focuses on was Buffy. I put one leg between hers to get us closer but she lowered her body a little to get my leg right between her thighs. I moan. *God she's so wet.* I'd forgotten she hasn’t worn any underwear and her wetness was on my practically bare thigh.
She started to ride my leg a little, trying to getctioction against her clit. She bit her lip to hold back a moan. I know I shouldn’t be doesn’t this, its tempting me so much. But I just couldn’t pull away, the look on her face was just so sexy.
Her breath started getting a little labored and it probably didn’t even look like we were dancing anymore. She was rubbing herself so hard against me and couldn’t stifle her moans anymore. We were getting stared at but I didn’t care, all I wanted to see was Buffy's face wshe she came.
I started kissing her neck and her labored breath was brushing against my ear. "Oohh Faith…" she whispered. It was driving me crazy.
I touched one of her breasts, tweaking the nipple and she bit down hard on my shoulder as she came all over my leg. "Oh God Buffy…" I needed release and I needed it now. I wanted to wait a little longer till we had sex, and I'm still going to hold myself out a little longer till we get to a bed. I want to make lover to her, not fuck her.
"Mmm Faith…" she whispered and started to lick my ear. *Gotta wait till we get home, gotta wait, gotta wait.*
"B. Home. Now." I say and take her hand and pull her off the dance floor. Everyone at our table was looking at us funny, but we passed them and out the door.
We practically ran back to the hotel and up to our room. Buffy threw me onto the bed and got on top of me, "Your turn, sexy."
Chapter 8
[Buffy's POV]
"So do you think you could help us out?" I asked Angel. It was early evening and we already talked to the SITs. Most wanted to stay with us, so we had to try and find a house, and a way, to Boston.
"Yeah I could do that. I'll find you a big house and can probably put you in a plane in two days," he looked threw is paperwork.
"Okay thanks. I'll check in with you in the morning," I smile and walked out of his office, practically running into Cordelia.
"Jeez Buffy, run over people much? Anyway, I was looking for you. Do you want to come out for drinks and dancing with us?" She looked kind of bored asking, but that’s just how Cordelia is.
"Who's 'us'?"
"Me, Gunn, Wesley, Faith, Willow, Kennedy, and maybe Angel if he gets out of his rut," she played with her nails.
I shrug, "Yeah, sure. I need to get out. When are we leaving?"
"About an hour."
"Alright, I'm going to go change, I'll meet you down here after," I run upstairs.
I walk in the room to see Faith half-naked. She only had on a short leather shirt and fishnets and was looking in her suitcase trying to find a shirt. *I hope she doesn’t find one because her breasts are too perfect to cover up.*
"Hey," I say, trying hard to look at her face and not at her exposed breasts because if I do I might just jump her now.
She smiled, "Hey, you coming with us?"
I nod, "Yeah, gotta get changed though." I head to my suitcase and pull out a short black skirt and a tight lace tank top that leaves almost nothing to the imagination, and head to the bathroom.
"You forgot panties," Faith said, observing that they weren't in my clothes pile.
I smirk, "I meant to." I then turn and walk into the bathroom.
After getting changed I walk back into the bedroom, this time to see Faith fully clothes and putting her makeup on.
She looked over at meDamnDamn B, you look hot!"
"I know." I wink at her and I put on my makeup. I'm looking this way for a reason, I so need to get laid. I know I said I'd respect Faiths decision but fuck I want her so bad! And I'm not exactly going against her wishes if I don’t touch her or anything. I'll just, you know, tempt her to touch me. That works, right?
In another half an hour or so we were at the club Cordelia knew of. Angel decided to be boring and not come, said he had lots of work to do. We chose a table and ass sat down as Kennedy offered to get some drinks.
When she came back, Gunn started talking, "So Boston, huh? Sounds cool."
"Its okay," Faith said. "I guess what you grow up somewhere though it kinda takes the 'wow' out of it," she shrugged. A fast song came on and she jumped up, "Come on B, dance with me."
[Faith's POV]
I pull her onto the dance floor and put an arm around her waist and pull her closer to me. She ran her hands down my back and grabbed my ass and I put my hands above my head and run my fingers threw my hair, getting lost in the music.
A bunch of guys started circling around us, but all I was focuses on was Buffy. I put one leg between hers to get us closer but she lowered her body a little to get my leg right between her thighs. I moan. *God she's so wet.* I'd forgotten she hasn’t worn any underwear and her wetness was on my practically bare thigh.
She started to ride my leg a little, trying to getctioction against her clit. She bit her lip to hold back a moan. I know I shouldn’t be doesn’t this, its tempting me so much. But I just couldn’t pull away, the look on her face was just so sexy.
Her breath started getting a little labored and it probably didn’t even look like we were dancing anymore. She was rubbing herself so hard against me and couldn’t stifle her moans anymore. We were getting stared at but I didn’t care, all I wanted to see was Buffy's face wshe she came.
I started kissing her neck and her labored breath was brushing against my ear. "Oohh Faith…" she whispered. It was driving me crazy.
I touched one of her breasts, tweaking the nipple and she bit down hard on my shoulder as she came all over my leg. "Oh God Buffy…" I needed release and I needed it now. I wanted to wait a little longer till we had sex, and I'm still going to hold myself out a little longer till we get to a bed. I want to make lover to her, not fuck her.
"Mmm Faith…" she whispered and started to lick my ear. *Gotta wait till we get home, gotta wait, gotta wait.*
"B. Home. Now." I say and take her hand and pull her off the dance floor. Everyone at our table was looking at us funny, but we passed them and out the door.
We practically ran back to the hotel and up to our room. Buffy threw me onto the bed and got on top of me, "Your turn, sexy."