The Down (and dirty) Time

Notes: This is the third in my Buffy/Faith "It’s a Slayer Thing" series, which began with "Little Chocolate Covered Doughnuts". And, if you ever plan to use the word "Unnnngoooodbuuuuuuffffffffffffffyyyyyyyy", just know that the spell checker doesn’t recognize it as a word. Go, read the fic.

Disclaimer: All characters are property of Joss Whedon, 20th Century Fox, Mutant Enemy, etc, etc. Point is, they’re not mine, I’m just playin’ nice with ‘em.

"The Down (and dirty) Time"

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"Hey, whoa! Can we resume ‘Buffy’s Ode to Faith" later? Like when I’m not actively multiple choicing?" Xander requested, though he was a bit curious as to why every other word out of Buffy’s mouth was the other slayer’s name.

"How come your eye twitches every time I say Faith’s name?" Buffy asked, wondering if the same thing happened to her.

"What?" Xander scoffed. "No, it doesn’t."

Buffy leaned forward. "Faith."

Xander’s eye twitched. He slapped his hand over his eye. "Cut it out! I’ve got a test to take, okay? And I’m highly caffeinated and I’m trying to concentrate. Some of us actually care about school, you know."

Buffy sighed and turned around, opening her test booklet. She hadn’t studied for this test like she was supposed to, due to last night’s slayage in the sewer.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the classroom window. It was Faith. She opened the window and leaned inside. "Hey, girlfriend. Bad time?" She fogged up the window next to her and drew a heart with a stake through it and grinned at Buffy.

Buffy glanced down at the bracelet Faith had given her for Christmas, which bore the same image. "My knight in shining armor," she thought to herself as she jumped out of her seat, "or should that be ‘shiny leather’?"

"No, sh-she can’t!" Willow stammered, in reference to Buffy’s choice of action and possibly her sexual orientation.

Faith gestured for Buffy to join her. Buffy climbed out the window.

Willow was still in shock, "You can’t! Can you?"

But Buffy could. And she did.

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Buffy slammed the stake into the leather clad undead freak causing him to burst into a cloud of dust.

"That’s it, you got last kill," Faith assessed, catching her breath.

"You’re right, this is better than chemistry," Buffy replied, brushing the vamp dust off her jacket. She turned, facing Faith.

"So, B, what now?"

"Let’s see… slay… done that… chem test… ditched that… What time is it?"

Faith glanced at her watch. "Three-thirtyish."

"Too early for Bronzing…" Buffy’s stomach suddenly growled.

"How about satisfying unsavory appetites?" suggested Faith, in a tone that caused Buffy to raise an eyebrow. She took a step closer to the blonde.

"It… uh…How’s McDonald’s sound?" Buffy stammered, trying to stay focused as Faith eyes roamed her body.

"Not my first choice, but… fast food… equals less waiting time…" Faith replied, thoughtfully.

Buffy rolled her eyes and grabbed Faith by the hand. "Come on."

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Faith watched as Buffy inhaled that last McNugget. Buffy glanced at Faith’s box of fries.

"Are you gonna finish those?"

"B, you just downed, like, 28 McNuggets…"

Buffy shrugged. Faith smiled. "Fine, go ahead, but can you have them to-go?"

Buffy snatched up the fries as Faith grabbed traytray and headed for the trash can.

"So, F, what now?"

"Well, the way I see it, we're only half done and seeing that we were delayed here, part two is going to be very, very intense."

"Oh really?" Buffy lowered her voice as her eyes scanned Faiths body, "So what's part two?"

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Fortunately, the door to motel room three was well built and able to withstand the force of slayers slamming slayers up against it. Faith had Buffy pinned to the door, the lust burning in her dark brown eyes was reflected back to her in Buffy’s emerald ones. The blonde ran her hands under Faiths jacket, up the sides of her body. Faith fought the urge to drop everything right there on the welcome mat and slid the key into the lock. She twisted the knob, opening the door of opportunity.

Buffy grabbed Faith by the collar and pulled her inside. Faith quickly shut the door behind her, only to find a reversal of positions as she was now up against the door.

"How's that unsavory appetite?" Buffy breathed into the other slayer's ear.

"Oh, I think you know."

"Oh really?"

Before Faith could respond, Buffy’s lips captured her own with savage, primal slayer lust, running her tongue along Faiths lips. Faith opened her mouth and met Buffy's tongue with her own, moaning at the contact and groaning at the need for more. Buffy pulled Faith toward the bed, stopping every couple steps to shed an article of clothing. Faith's jacket went first. Then Buffy's. The brunette's tank top hit the floor, then the blonde's. Buffy grabbed Faith and threw her onto the bed. She jumped on top of her, straddling Faith's waist, running her hands up the Southie slayer's stomach, breasts, shoulders. She leaned down and kissed Faith, whose hands had found their way to Buffy's fly and were desperately trying to unfasten the pants as quickly as possible.

Buffy broke the kiss and sat up, grabbing Faith's hands. "Uh uh."

A look of confusion flashed across Faiths face. "But, I thou-"

"I'm doing the doing this time around." Buffy grinned as she undid Faith's pants. "And you can't do a thing about it."

Faith smiled back. "You're cruel, you know that?"

"Trust me," she kissed her again, "my intentions are a far cry from cruel."
With one quick movement she slid downs Faith's legs, bringing the pants with her, then pounced back on Faith.

"It's still not fair," Faith pouted. "You're half dressed and I'm nearly naked."

"Is that going to be a problem?" Buffy asked, innocently. "I thought you didn't mind you and nudity." She kissed Faith's neck.

"I don’t. I'd just rather it be mutual."

"I see." Buffy unclasped Faith's bra.

"You don't care, do you?"

She tossed the bra aside. "Nope."

Faith gave her a mock-pleading look with her puppy dog eyes.

"Fine, fine," Buffy sighed. "Geez, I have to go and pick the irresistible one." She wriggled out of her pants. "Better?"

"It'll do." She reached, tickling the blonde, who giggled.

"Oh, no you don't." Buffy pinned Faith's arms at her sides and set out to finish what she started. She kissed Faith's collarbone, her neck, down to her breasts. Running her tongue across Faith's chest, she stopped and circled her tongue around the left nipple, then the right then cnuednued her way down to the brunette's stomach. Faith involuntarily shuddered as Buffy kissed a ticklish spot. Then Buffy had a dilemma: Faith'ghorghorn Leghorn underwear. She didn't want to let go of Faith's arms just yet. Buffy grabbed the waistband with her teeth. Faith giggled. Buffy threw her a Look. Faith stopped giggling.

"Duyhwana helm me out, here?" Buffy questioned, through clenched teeth.

Faith obliged, shifting accordingly until the undergarment was in its appropriate place on the floor. The blonde kissed the brunette's ticklish stomach again, for good measure. Then she kissed her way down to the evidence of Faith's growing desire. She placed a kiss there, then ran her tongue along the folds. Faith squirmed. Buffy maintained her hold on the other slayers wrists. Her tongue circled Faith's clitoris before she encompassed it with her lips immediately, sending Faith into another world.

"Oh god, Buff!"

Buffy continued what she was doing, and let go of Faith's arms. The other girl wasn't about to move any way that Buffy didn't want her to. She slipped in a finger, matching the rhythm of her mouth. Faith groaned, the rapidly increasing pleasure making her incapable of uttering anything comprehendable. Buffy added a second, then a third. It was enough to send Faith over the edge of ecstasy.

"Unnnngoooodbuuuuuuffffffffffffffyyyyyyyy!"

The shorter slayer rested her head on the other girls stomach, listening to the sounds of Faiths labored breathing. When Faith''s consciousness finally stopped drifting, Buffy was lying next to her, arms wrapped around her.

"Welcome back," Buffy grinned.

"Thanks. And thanks." Faith's body suddenly gave one final involuntary twitch.

"Perhaps I spoke too soon," Buffy mused. "I'm that good, huh?"

"Better. Now let me kiss you before I have to tickle you or something."

"Oh yeah? Or something? Like wharmph-"