Training Sessions
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Training Sessions
Title: Training Sessions (1/1)
Author: Angel
Email: EireAngel560@earthlink.net
Distribution: Anything, just ask first.
DISCLAIMER: These characters aren't mine, they're Joss Whedon, Warner Brothers, Twentieth Century Fox, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar, and Kuzui Productions.
SUMMARY: Faith gets a different kind of training.
SPOILERS: Before Faith went bad... Faith is still a good little slayer...
FEEDBACK: Would I have it any other way? I need it. I crave it. PLEASE???
**
Faith really didn't want to be here. She growled to herself as she did a full circle kick.
"This is so unfair. Everyone else is out at the Bronze. Me, I am stuck training in this stupid library. Why?"
"Because I said so."
Faith turned as he stepped out of the cage. He was tall, dark and handsome. It almost felt like a dream.
"Because the last time you went patrolling, a vampire almost staked you and Buffy had to save your life. You are the Slayer. You have to be able and ready for anything! You have to be unstoppable. That's why I was sent here."
Faith grimaced.
"But I know my abilities better that anyone what I can do.''
Faith turned away. She thought this was pointless.
She didn't see him grab her from behind. Turning, he threw her into the closest wall.
"Were you ready for that? Did you know that was coming?"
Faith swore as she struggled to get up.
"Why you..."
"NO! You listen to me. You are the Slayer. You are strong, smart, confident, agile, nubile... um."
Faith chuckled.
"Regardless. I am the boss. You will do what I say. I say you WILL train."
Faith walked up to him, grinning. She smiled as she looked into his eyes. He almost seemed to smile back.
"You are the boss, huh?"
He nodded.
Suddenly, she kissed him, hard. Her tongue explored every inch of his mouth, devouring him. He tasted better then she had imagined. The musky scent of him drove her wild. She him in her arms. Knowing she would welcome him inside her as she now welcomed the thrust of his tongue made her giddy.
She worked the tie loose and stripped it from under his collar. Then she reached for the top button of his shirt. He sucked in his breath as her lips followed the path of her fingers, nibbling every exposed inch of skin.
Faith tunneled her fingers through his hair and arched into him. He responded by nipping gently at her neck with his teeth. She began to tremble. Desire grew less tame with every tug of his mouth.
Yanking her top off, she unbuckled his belt and unfastened his slacks. The tempo of his breathing quickened as she drew the zipper down. Easing the briefs down, she saw he was magnificent. She wrapped her small fingers around his shaft and softly, deliberately stroked him. Touching him without begging for him took all her self - control, but she wanted him to need her as much as she needed him.
Stopping, she removed the rest of her clothing. She grinned as she gently moved onto the floor. Leaning down, he kissed the circling of her ear with his tongue. He nipped and nibbled from her throat to her breasts and lower, kissing her inner thighs.
Then, he returned to kiss her lips while his hands roamed over her heated body. She gazed up at him, the fire in her eyes fueled the ache deep inside her. She didn't resist as he probed. She could feel him ready, pulsing.
"Oh," she sighed as he thrust into her. Faith gasped and arched her back. She moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist. Crying out his name, she rocked against him. God he smells so good. She thrust upward, again and again, grinding against him.
Sighing, he buried himself as deep as he could. They both climaxed as the waves of pleasure crashed over them. Laying there, Faith had to say it.
"Ya know, ya make a good watcher!"
Spike rolled over so he could look in her eyes.
"Yea, I do.!"
Author: Angel
Email: EireAngel560@earthlink.net
Distribution: Anything, just ask first.
DISCLAIMER: These characters aren't mine, they're Joss Whedon, Warner Brothers, Twentieth Century Fox, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar, and Kuzui Productions.
SUMMARY: Faith gets a different kind of training.
SPOILERS: Before Faith went bad... Faith is still a good little slayer...
FEEDBACK: Would I have it any other way? I need it. I crave it. PLEASE???
**
Faith really didn't want to be here. She growled to herself as she did a full circle kick.
"This is so unfair. Everyone else is out at the Bronze. Me, I am stuck training in this stupid library. Why?"
"Because I said so."
Faith turned as he stepped out of the cage. He was tall, dark and handsome. It almost felt like a dream.
"Because the last time you went patrolling, a vampire almost staked you and Buffy had to save your life. You are the Slayer. You have to be able and ready for anything! You have to be unstoppable. That's why I was sent here."
Faith grimaced.
"But I know my abilities better that anyone what I can do.''
Faith turned away. She thought this was pointless.
She didn't see him grab her from behind. Turning, he threw her into the closest wall.
"Were you ready for that? Did you know that was coming?"
Faith swore as she struggled to get up.
"Why you..."
"NO! You listen to me. You are the Slayer. You are strong, smart, confident, agile, nubile... um."
Faith chuckled.
"Regardless. I am the boss. You will do what I say. I say you WILL train."
Faith walked up to him, grinning. She smiled as she looked into his eyes. He almost seemed to smile back.
"You are the boss, huh?"
He nodded.
Suddenly, she kissed him, hard. Her tongue explored every inch of his mouth, devouring him. He tasted better then she had imagined. The musky scent of him drove her wild. She him in her arms. Knowing she would welcome him inside her as she now welcomed the thrust of his tongue made her giddy.
She worked the tie loose and stripped it from under his collar. Then she reached for the top button of his shirt. He sucked in his breath as her lips followed the path of her fingers, nibbling every exposed inch of skin.
Faith tunneled her fingers through his hair and arched into him. He responded by nipping gently at her neck with his teeth. She began to tremble. Desire grew less tame with every tug of his mouth.
Yanking her top off, she unbuckled his belt and unfastened his slacks. The tempo of his breathing quickened as she drew the zipper down. Easing the briefs down, she saw he was magnificent. She wrapped her small fingers around his shaft and softly, deliberately stroked him. Touching him without begging for him took all her self - control, but she wanted him to need her as much as she needed him.
Stopping, she removed the rest of her clothing. She grinned as she gently moved onto the floor. Leaning down, he kissed the circling of her ear with his tongue. He nipped and nibbled from her throat to her breasts and lower, kissing her inner thighs.
Then, he returned to kiss her lips while his hands roamed over her heated body. She gazed up at him, the fire in her eyes fueled the ache deep inside her. She didn't resist as he probed. She could feel him ready, pulsing.
"Oh," she sighed as he thrust into her. Faith gasped and arched her back. She moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist. Crying out his name, she rocked against him. God he smells so good. She thrust upward, again and again, grinding against him.
Sighing, he buried himself as deep as he could. They both climaxed as the waves of pleasure crashed over them. Laying there, Faith had to say it.
"Ya know, ya make a good watcher!"
Spike rolled over so he could look in her eyes.
"Yea, I do.!"