I Love How I Hate You
Chapter6 - Throwing a Dog a Bone
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A/N:style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Just so you know, I was thinking a lot about
Ashley Scott when I wrote this, so when you try to visualize Tess think Ashley
Scott - blonde, not brunette. And if you don’t know who she is,
go rent Walking Tall she plays the stripper, Deni.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> BTW, I suck at smut so there will be none in
this story. I tried writing it, but when
I read it over it was just horrible so...
Faith POV
Damn, I should’ve just taken that little tease on the table
like I said I would. That would’ve shown
her – and just about everyone else at the Bronze.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Not to mention, Red would have had a heart
attack when she came back, hehe. But I
didn’t, so now I’m standing inside this stupid little stall trying to figure
out what I’m gonna do. Fuck!style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Why does she have to be so damn difficult?style='mso-spacerun:yes'> We passed Cordy on our way in here too.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She was leaning against the wall in the hallway
in front of the bathrooms waitin’ for me, she had this smirk on her face I
couldn’t quite read, but no, Buffy was right there with me.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Fuck!
I don’t care what Buffy wants, I’m getting’ some tonight if it kills
me. Least I’ll die happy, right?
Knock. Knock.
What the fuck does that little tease want now?
“I swear, B, I—” as I open the door to the stall, a hand
instantly covers my mouth and I’m quickly pushed back inside.
“She’s in the other stall,” she whispers, leaning so close I
can feel her breath tickle my ear. I
swallow and nod silently, locking the door.
Don’t want to get kicked outta here tonight.
“Did you say something, Faith?” Buffy asks from the other
stall.
“No. No, I
didn’t.” I manage to stifle a moan while
Cordy starts sucking on my neck. I hear
B flush and exit her stall. I promptly
grab Cordy’s ass and lift her up, pinning her against the wall, she
instinctively wraps her legs around my waist.
Her skirt is so short it’s easy for my hand to find her opening.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Nice. style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>And she’s gone commando tonight.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Even nicer.
No obstacles.
As if reading my mind, she stops sucking on my earlobe just
long enough to murmur, “No panty lines.”
Buffy POV
She’s been in there a really long time now.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I’ve washed my hands, checked my makeup –
twice, and readjusted my tits. It’s been
like twenty minutes. Even style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>I don’t take that long.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Getting really impatient, I decide to poke my
head back in the bathroom.
“Fai… are you done yet?”
No answer. I fully
step back inside the bathrooms.
“Faith?”
“Uhhh… yeah… uhhh… al… most… uhhh… done… ugh.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Was that a grunt?style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It sounded like a grunt.
“Um, Faith, are you okay?
You sound kinda funny.”
“Fine, B,” she smiles broadly at me when she steps out of the
stall, “never felt better.” I’d really
hate that smirk of hers if it weren’t for those dimples.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She casually puts her arm around my shoulders
and leads me back to our booth where
is waiting for us.
Faith POV
I came to the decision that taking B back to the booth as
quickly as possible was the best way to let Cordy slip out of the stall unseen.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> So, I put an arm around B and take her back
to the booth.
“What happened? You
guys fall in or something? I was about
to send a search party after you.” Red
immediately starts the interrogation before my butt even hits the seat.
Again taking a seat on my lap, B dryly replies, “Well it
would have been much faster if someone
didn’t take so damn long in the stall.”
“What can I say, B? I
have needs that need taking care of,” I wink at Cordy as I spot her slip
away. Crap, Red spotted me.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She raises an eyebrow at me.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I just shrug.
Buffy sees Cordy, but not the wink – thank God.
“Isn’t that the skank from the pool place?”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Hey, she’s not a skank, well – maybe a little
bit. She turns to look at me, squirming
around as much as humanly possible – ha, not gonna work on me now, got that
taken care of. Ooo, she really smells
good, gotta ask her what that is later.
What the fuck? How the fuck can I
be horny again, I just got lucky.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Shit.
“Um, no?”
“Yeah, it is.”
“Oh, well, whatever.
I don’t really care.” Though I
could probably go for round two right now, I take a sip of my drink instead,
and almost choke on it. B pats me on the
back.
“Faith, what’s wrong?” Red asks.
“There’s no alcohol in this!”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I cough.
“Um, no. The
bartender wouldn’t give me any, said she couldn’t ‘stack’ drinks, whatever that
means.”
“What?” I look over
to see who’s working tonight. Ooo, it’s Tess,
I’m still tryin’ to get in them pants. I
can tell she wants me, but apparently they have a ‘don’t screw the customers’
policy here. That sucks.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Doesn’t stop me from trying though, I start
to get up but…
“Faith, where are you going now?” B tilts her head at me.
“The bar, I’m gonna get a real drink.”
“I’ll come with.”
“No,” I instruct firmly, “if you do, I won’t get my
drink. You look way too young.”
“Do not,” she pouts, but lets me get up, “Fai, will you get
me one of those pretty colored ones with the umbrellas in them?”
“Yeah sure,” I’m not really paying attention.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I’m more focused on the blonde behind the bar
who’s just noticed me heading her direction.
She gives me a dazzling smile, damn she’s cute.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> What I wouldn’t give to get it on with her.
“Hey Tess,” my charm is on full blast.
“Hi Faith,” she purrs, “who’s your friend?”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She nods at Buffy.
“Oh her? Just a
friend,” I reply coolly.
“Well, you certainly… look
friendly.” I can’t help but chuckle a
little at that.
“She couldn’t hold a candle to you babe,” I say, leaning in
and placing a chaste kiss on her lips.
She gives me a warm smile before asking, “So what can I get
for you tonight Faith?”
“Well, there’s a few—”
“To drink, Faith.”
Dammit. Oh well, can’t blame me
for trying.
“Jack and coke, make it a double.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> And a… uh… a sex on the beach,” she raises an
eyebrow to my second order, so I clarify, “for the little skankette over in the
booth.” She nods and hands over the
drinks. “Hey Tess, if you ever change
your mind…”
“I’ll definitely let you know,” she winks at me and I return
to our table with drinks in hand.