Bittersweet Goodbye: Faith's Return

Title: Bittersweet Goodbye: Faith’s Return

Rating: NC-17

Spoilers: Post-Chosen

Disclaimer: Not mine, they belong to Joss, ME, etc, and I make nothing off of this story. Nothing!

Summary: Sequel to ‘Bittersweet Goodbye’. Faith comes back after a month in England. Faith POV, PWP.

Feedback: always wanted, hayowhy@yahoo.com

Author’s note: I promised myself no sequels yet here it is. Once again, it’s incredibly sappy and probably not how most people see Faith, but it’s just how I thought this reunion would be.

******

It’s been one whole month. One month in another country, working as hard as I can. I could even sightsee or just relax when I wasn’t working, do whatever someone would do while in England. Sad thing is, I have never been more miserable.

I haven’t seen Buffy in over a month. We fought me coming here alone for weeks before I finally relented. The only reason I did was Giles told me as soon as I organized the training regiments and got them approved, I could go back to LA... and back to Buffy.

We talk on the phone several times everyday. I know I was jacking up Giles’ phone bill but I couldn’t care less and he never said one word about it. He probably figured I’d hop the next flight back to the states if he said anything. I’m not that fucking loyal to him. The council and him are the ones keeping me here, away from her, so they all know better than to mess with me when it comes to my B.

I couldn’t sleep the first full week I was here. I slept on the plane, mostly out of exhaustion from my last night with Buffy, but I couldn’t sleep once I arrived in England. Sleeping without her next to me was just more than I could handle.

I even got homesick. That gorgeous blonde turned me into a complete lovesick wuss months before, but it really showed now that I was away from her. When I caller ter the next day, she cried about me not being there and I even cried a little, too. We called each other every couple of hours for two days trying to stay in constant contact. Eventually, I had to work, however, but I still called every time I took a break.

The English countryside wasn’t all that bad, but I still didn’t want to be there. I hung out with Dawn every once and awhile, but I mostly just stuck to myself, working. It felt like I was missing a part of myself and if working on training schedules nonstop was gonna get me home faster, that’s all I would be doing.

I finally got the last of them approved yesterday. As soon as the heads of the council okayed them I turned to Giles and said I was getting on the next flight. He knew better than to suggest that I stay any longer than that... not with Buffy in another continent and waiting for me.

For awhile, I thought about just hopping the next flight and surprising Buffy in LA, but thought better of it. To keep the ruse going I’d have to call her a couple times during the flight and both before and after as well and I didn’t want to do that. I left my cell in LA and don’t like pay phones. I also had the feeling she would be super-pissed if she couldn’t meet me at the airport.

So I called her and almost went deaf in one ear.

“You’re coming back?!” she practically screamed into the phone and I held the it away from my ear until I thought she’d calmed down. “When? When?!”

“B, baby, calm down,” I laughed at her and I could tell I was practically glowing. I couldn’t wait to see her. “I just got that last of the plans approved. I told Giles I want on the next flight to LA.” I paused. “I miss you, B.”

“I miss you, too, Faith,” she sighed over the phone. “Do you know the flight?”

“Not yet,” I grinned, “I didn’t think that far ahead. Just wanted to talk to you.”

Now it was her turn to laugh at me. “That’s great, but hang up that phone right now and get back here. I’ve wanted you for a month now.”

I growled over the phone. I couldn’t help it. “Baby, I’ll be there before you know it. I’ll call you later with the flight info.”

“Okay,” she responded huskily, “I’ll be waiting. I love you.”

“I love you, too,” I said as sweetly as I could. “Bye, baby.” I hung up the phone and turned, running right into Giles. “Oh, hey, G-man.”

“Faith,” Giles gave me this semi-serious look, “I’ve booked your flight and travel plans. A car will pick you up in about three hours.” He held out a couple papers.

“Thanks,” I responded, grabbing the papers from him. “I’d love to say it’s been fun, but it hasn’t so I’m just gonna pack.” I turned to leave but Gilet a t a hand on my shoulder, stopping me.

“Faith,” he said again, “I know this hasn’t been fun for you, but you’ve been a great help.”

“Yeah,” I shifted from one foot to the other, wanting to pack and leave, fast, “it would have been faster and better for everyone concerned if you’d let B come with me.”

Giles took his hand off me. “You know why we didn’t, Faith, and honestly, I didn’t think it would be that hard for the two of you.”

“It was,” I scowled at him. He hasn’t really been our biggest fan.

“I can see I was wrong,” he said suddenly and I tried not to look shocked. “I know how you feel about her now. I know you won’t hurt her.”

I successfully restrained myself at that comment. “I would never hurt her,” I said evenly, “I love her.”

“I know,” Giles said. “I just don’t want to see Buffy hurt.”

I nod. “You know, if you’re gonna act all fatherly with her, you’ll havecomecome to LA more.”

Giles laughed at that. “We’ll see. You better get packing. You have a flight to catch.”

Giving him a pat on the back, I raced out of the room. “Thanks, G-man. I’ll call you from LA.”

******

So I’m on the plane now, and I couldn’t be any more restless. I called Buffy right before I boarded the flight but two hours later I feel the need to talk to her again. I know I should be getting some sleep, relaxing or whatever, but I can’t seem to sit still. The guy next to me notices and clears his throat.

“Nervous flyer?” he asks, giving me a smile.

“No,” I answer. I really don’t want to make conversation, but it’s a way to pass the time. I can’t concentrate on anything else. “I just really wanna get home.”

“Long trip?”

I nod. “Been gone a month,” I say while shifting in my seat again. These seats are supposed to be at least semi-comfortable, right?

He smiles again. “I take it you weren’t on vacation.”

“Strictly business,” I smile slightly, thinking about Buffy and home. “I’ve got someone in LA waiting for me. I haven’t seen her in a month and it’s drivie cre crazy.”

“Oh,” he says with a puzzled look on his face. I guess he wasn’t expecting I swung that way. “Well, you’ll be home soon enough.”

“Yeah,” I sigh. He seems like a nice enough guy, but soon I turn away and think about Buffy again. I love her so much and it’s been hell being away from her. I never thought I would ever find someone I coulend end my life with. I honesty didn’t think I’d live this long. Looking up at the ceiling of the plane, I silently thank whoever is responsible for this.

I really hope Buffy’s been okay for the month. She’s so strong, but I know she’s missed me just I much as I missed her. And now my mind goes completely in the gutter: I start to think of all the ways I can show her how much I’ve missed her.

This plane has just got to go faster. I need to see her now. Leaning bacto mto my seat once again, I think about getting home, finally, and being with the woman I know I’ll be with until I die.

******

I’m finally in LA. I look out the window as we get ready to land and smile. Not that England wasn’t nice and all, but I don’t want to leave California any time soon, especially not when I have someone waiting for me here.

The bad thing is, I’m exhausted. I didn’t sleep at alringring the flight and jet lag is starting to kick in. Even with all the slayer powers, nothing can cure the exhaustion that comes with flying nearly half way round the world.

I rush to grab my bags and try my best to get out of the terminal as quickly as possible. Buffy is meeting me at the entrance. With all the security measures, she can’t meet me by the gate though it wouldn’t shock me if she stuck in. I keep my eyes open for her just in case, but don’t see her. Nearly running now, I rush through customs and finally reach the entrance of LAX. And there she is.

She looks more amazing than I have seen her. She is a little skinny, though. I always have to remind her to eat and it looks like she’s been forgetting. I’ll have to remember to cook for her more so she gets her curves back. Doesn’t matter though: Buffy’s still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. Her eyes are searching for me and when she spots me,rin rin forms on her face.

I grin back and walking briskly over to where she’s standing. She meets me halfway and we embrace tightly. I nearly pick her up as I bury my face in her hair, breathing in her scent. I’ve waited so long for this moment.

“Faith,” she breathes out, “I’ve missed you so much.”

“Me, too,” I mumble against her neck, “I can’t believe I’m finally home.” I want to kiss her, but Buffy’s never been too wild on public displays of affection so I just loosen my grip a little and hold her instead. I really want to get her home.

“What, that’s all I get?” she smiles at me and kisses me on the lips. I’m a little shocked, but I’ll never deny my woman what she wants. I respond slowly, not wanting to go to far. I want her so much right now.

We break apart and I rest my forehead on hers. “What do you say we get out of here? I want to get you home.”

Buffy laughs a little. “I can’t say I disagree with you. Let’s get to the car and go back to the apartment. It was so lonely there without you, baby.”

“I never want to leave again,” I respond as we walk out of the airport, my arm around her waist.

******

I don’t know what the hell happened but the next thing I know, I’m waking up in our bed. I had tried to keep talking with Buffy as she drove my car back to our apartment, but I was too exhausted to keep my eyes open. I must have fallen asleep at some point and my beautiful girlfriend must have carried me inside.

Smiling, I realize I’m lying on Buffy and she’s holding me from behind. My head is leaning against her shoulder and her arms are wrapped around me, her hands resting on my stomach. I turn my head and look up to see Buffy smiling down at me.

“Hey, sleepyhead,” she says and kisses me on the forehead, “you must have been real tired. You fell asleep mid-sentence in the car.”

“Yeah,” I respond and rub my eyes, “I couldn’t sleep on the plane... and I have to say, waking up hasn’t felt this good in a long time.”

Buffy laughed, “I have no choice but to agree with you.” She leans down and kisses my lips lightly, but it’s not enough for me. I put my hand on the back of her neck and pull her closer, sliding my tongue into her mouth. I’ve missed this so much.

She puts her hands in my hair as our tongues move against each other. I turn slightly so I’m at a better angle as we keissiissing. I finally need to breathe and have to break our powerful kiss, gasping for air.

“I can’t even describe how much I missed this,” I say as I place kisses along her jaw line. I really can’t. “I love you, B.”

“I love you, too,” she sighs and wraps her arms around me tighter. I kiss lick down her neck to her pulse point where I begin to suck lightly. I hear her moan quietly as I move my hands over her body.

“B, I’m suddenly not very tired,” I move back and look into her eyes. Those green eyes are staring straight back at me. “What do you say we lose some of these clothes?”

She chuckles at me. “Just some? I was thinking we could lose all of them.” We cuddle a little lower on the bed so we’re fully lying down and now my brain is working overtime. I roll onto my back and push her up above me just enough to whip her shirt off.

Buffy straddles my waist as my hands begin to explore, wanting to feel every inch of her exposed skin. I run my hands up and down her sides, then rub her stomach and move to her back. My hands move up to unclasp her bra and then it’s gone. I toss her bra aside and move my hands for her back to her front, placing my hands over her exposed breasts. My fingers roll along her nipples and she moans.

“So beautiful,” I whisper and sit up, gripping her tightly and crushing our lips together. She puts her hands into my hair as our tongues battle in each other’s mouths. I love the feel of her tongue, her hands, everything. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of her.

Her hands move down and I break away from her long enough for her to pull off my shirt. She feels me up immediately just like I did with her. It’s like our hands are trying to remember what we felt like the last time we were in this position. We share a tight embrace as our hands move across our bodies.

“Never leave again, okay?” Buffy says as she looks me in the eye. She brings her hand to my face and runs her thumb along my lower lip. I move my lip and capture her thumb in my mouth, sucking on it lightly.

“Hmm, never again,” I mumble, releasing her thumb and move in again to kiss her. It’s tender at first but it quickly turns more passionate and she pushes me back down again so I’m on my back and she’s on top of me.

Before we got together, I would never let someone get the better of me like this. I was always the one in control, the one on top. Buffy, however, taught me to give up that control. She promised she would never hurt me and she knew I would never hurt her. Here, right now, we’re equals. I love her so much for teaching me that.

Buffy’s hands are unbuttoning my jeans as we continue to kiss, my hands running over her bare back, feeling muscles move under her skin. She breaks away as her pulls down my jeans, panties too, and moves down to remove my boots and socks. I watch her remove the rest of my clothing and her eyes glow back at me as she takes in my naked body. Her hands run along my calves and she leans down to kiss up my legs. As much as I’m loving this, I want her naked, too.

“Baby, take off your pants,” I groan huskily. She grins at me back at me as she kisses my knee.

“Now how could I forget that?” she asks seductively and moves away from me once again. She stands by the bed and slowly eases her jeans over her hips. Buffy kicks them off and stands before me in all her naked glory. I sigh at the sight of her.

“Come here,” I say as I grin at her. Her eyes glow as she comes back to our bed and lies back on top of me. I moan as her skin makes contact with my own and her lips are on mine again.

I’ve spent a month waiting for this and it sure as hell doesn’t disappoint. Going for a month without sex and more importantly, without sex with B, left me thinking. I want a future with her. I know I’ve always said it but in the back of my mind, I always had doubts. Now, there isn’t a doubt in my mind. I’m going to spend the rest of my life with her.

Buffy breaks the kiss and licks along my jaw line back to my ear. She sucks lightly on my earlobe and I moan out into the room. That’s always been a sensitive spot for me and she knows it. She moves down my neck and leaves wet trails down to my breasts. She kisses my breasts lightly then takes my right nipple into her mouth.

“Oh, God, B,” I groan out into the room as she begins to suck. She looks up at me and smiles, her teeth pulling gently at my nipp Her Her hands move everywhere on my body, massaging my skin. I move my hands down her back until they reach her ass then move them around. I give her a little squeeze and she groans out, releasing my nipple and kissing me anywhere her mouth can reach.

“Hmm, your skin tastes so good, baby,” she mumbles out as she licks my stomach. Her hands are now covering my breasts, kneading them. I don’t know how much more I can take of this. If she keeps this up, I’ll come from just this, just her touches.

“B,” I gasp out as I arch up into her hands, “come here.” I move my hands from her ass to her sides and pull her up to me again, moaning quietly as her body rests on mine. I bring my hands to her face and look deep into her expressive eyes. “I love you.”

“I love you,” she says back before leaning down to kiss me, driving her tongue into her mouth. I suck on it, trying to take her deeper into me. I almost don’t realize that her hands are traveling down my body but all at once, I feel her hand glide through my curls and press on my clit.

A cry escapes my mouth as my hips jerk up into her hand. I can feel her smile as she kisses my neck, sucking on my pulse point and marking me there. She’s so possessive when it comes to sex and very territorial. It’s like she proving to me and everyone else that I belong to her. She doesn’t have to prove anything to me: I’ve been hers for a long time.

Her fingers rub against my clit and press a little harder, causing me to gasp out into the room. Buffy moves off so she’s only straddling one of my legs and she hovers above me, staring deep into my eyes. I know exactly what she wants: we’ve been in this position so many times before. I grin at her and move my hand down along her soft body until it reaches her mound. She’s so soaked and I sigh as I cover my fingers in her wetness.

“Oh, Faith,” she moans out and rubs harder against my clit, “that feels... so fucking good.”

I arch into her again as I gasp out, “God, B... so inside me. I need you in me.”

Her fingers move down to my hole and I do the same. We ‘re in sync, moving at the same time as we shove two fingers into each other.

This has got to be the best feeling ever, her fucking me. She moves slowly at first, waiting for my walls to adjust to her fingers and I do the same. We’ve been waiting for this moment for what seems like forever and I don’t know how long I can last.

We began to pick up speed and our bodies slide against each other. Soon, we’re both covered in sweat and kissing hungrily. She pumping her fingers into me and moving them inside, making me break our kissing and cry out loudly. I have my ways too, however, and I curl my fingers inside her and she cries out louder.

“Fuck! Faith...” she moans against my neck. She buries her face in the crook of my neck as she moves faster against me. I take the opportunity to kiss her neck and shoulder as she presses against me. She so close. I can just feel it.

Her wetness is dripping down my hand and onto the bed as my fingers slide easily in and out of her. She rubbing my g-spot with the tips of her fingers and I thrash against her in response. I shove a third finger into her and go as deep as I can. She groans and whimpers against my neck and it’s music to my ears.

We’re fucking each other so fast now I can’t even think straight and I don’t want to. I want to freeze this moment as she pushes another finger into my tight, wet hole.

“Oh, shit! Baby, I’ll gonna come,” I moan as I turn my head and kiss her ear, breathing heavy for her.

“I’m... right there, baby,” she lifts her head and we kiss as we continue to slide against each other, sweat now dripping off us. Just when I think I can’t take anymore, she presses her thumb hard against my clit and spends me crashing over the edge. I have just enough of a clear head left to do the same to her and take her with me into a mind-blowing orgasm.

Our cum flows out of us and onto each other as our fingers ride out the other’s orgasm. Buffy’s the only one who’s ever made me come this hard and every time it gets better and better. She collapses on top me, breathing hard, but continuing to place light kisses on my skin as we both come down from the high we’ve taken each other to.

I can feel her walls slow their pulsing and I slowly remove my fingers from deep within her. She moans while resting her head on my shoulder and does the same. I miss her fingers already. I’ll never get enough of the feeling of her so deep in me.

I close my eyes a little and bring my hand up to my mouth, licking my fingers clean. The taste of her is just too good for words. I sigh quietly and she looks up at me, watching with her beautiful eyes as I lick my fingers slowly. She grins at me and I grin back widely.

“I love your dimples,” she says quietly as she traces a finger along them, “and this cleft here,” she kisses my chin tenderly, “and everything else about you.”

“You’re so good to me,” I respond as I hug her to me. She wraps her arms around me as both our breathing starts to resemble something normal.

I can’t help but think about a future with her. I get a goofy grin on my face and she notices, laughing at me and moving off to my side. She runs a hand through my hair as she looks deep into my eyes.

“I’m so happy you’re back,” she says quietly, “this bed’s been so lonely without you.”

“Hmm,” I love the feel of her next to me. I guess it’s time to tell her more about my trip. I turn more on my side to face her and smooth my hand down her side. “B, I think Giles was testing us a little.”

Buffy immediately tenses up and stops moving her hand on my stomach. “What do you mean?” she asks, furrowing her brow.

“Well,” I start and try to ease into this topic, “it seems Giles is very protective of you.” I pull her to me so her head rests against my shoulder.

“That’s nice,” she sighs and kisses my skin, “but he doesn’t need to be anymore. I have you.”

“He doesn’t see it that way,” I say as I rub her back, “or he didn’t before. I guess after observing me suffer for a month made him realize how much I love you, that I’d never hurt you.”

She looks up at me, her eyes glowing, and she has a beautiful smile on her face. “I’m glad he’s starting to see that side of you. You don’t always have to be the tough bad-ass, you know.”

“I know,” I grin, “but you love that about me.”

Buffy quickly moves up and straddles my waist, moving her hands on my chest. “You’re right, I do love that about you. I love when you take charge and just fuck my brains out, just like the night before you left.”

I moan out in response and pull her down to me. We kiss deeply and she moves her leg to press her thigh right into my pussy. I groan into her mouth, breaking the kiss. She licks down my neck and begins to suck, making another mark.

“Oh, baby, how many of those are you going to give me?” I laugh a little as she sucks harder for a moment then releases my neck.

“A lot more,” she giggles at me then rests her head on my shoulder again. Her hand plays with one of my nipples as we just relax against each other.

The feel of her naked skin on me is almost more than I can handle. I can’t help but think about our future again. I’m even thinking about a house and kids at this point. A whole month without this gorgeous blonde next to me has had me doing nothing but thinking. I kiss the top of her head and whisper into her ear.

“Baby, you hungry?” I ask, deciding to keep the conversation light for the moment.

“Mmm, I don’t want to get up,” she responds, her eyes half closed.

“Okay, how ‘bout I make some food and bring it in here,” I smile against the top of her head as she laughs quietly.

She looks up at me. “I don’t want you to get up either.”

I laugh at her. “Fine, we stay here for now but eventually I’ll have to eat. I’ve only had airplane food for the last day. Plus, you know, hungry and horny.”

Buffy squeezes me tightly as she stares at me. “I’m a little tired right now actually.”

“Okay,” I whisper. I can already see she’s starting to drift off. I shift on the bed so I can hold her better. She arms are wrapped tightly around me and I’m so content right now, I start to drift off as well. As I fall asleep, I think about how good my life is now and all because of her.

The End