Lessons in Bad

Author: Niki

Title: Lessons in Bad (1/1)

Pairing: Faith/Cordy

Summary: Faith shows Cordy what it means to be bad.

Rating: NC-17… just some pointless smut and fun.

Disclaimer: Yeah, these aren’t mine, they’re Joss’s, but I think you already knew that.

Note: Thanks for feedback. Give me more. Let me know what you think. Really, feedback is my life. So pleeeeeaaaaaasssee, give me feedback! I’ll be your best friend/girlfriend/sex slave for life!

Note 2: Yeah, I totally ripped “Twat” off from the L Word. Not the same kind of thing, but the name is. Sue me.

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Faith strolled into the library, running her fingers along the counter and checking out who was already there. She was disappointed to see that Buffy wasn’t there. In fact, the only person sitting there was Cordelia. Cordy barely looked up at Faith as she entered, and then went back to reading her magazine.

Faith plopped down in the chair across from Cordy. She couldn’t help but stare at the gorgeous brunette, feeling herself heat up by the second. Cordy had on a low cut spaghetti-strap tank. It showed off her tan chest and shapely shoulders. Faith moved her eyes down to Cordelia’s cleavage, imagining what it would be like to lick and suck at her tits.

“Would you stop ogling me, Faith?” Cordy asked, not looking up from her magazine. Faith had no idea how Cordy had known, but decided there was no point in hiding her appreciation.

“Aw, come on Queen C. Don’t you like it when people check out the goodies? Why else would you put them on display in little numbers like that.” Faith put her feet up on the desk and leaned back, grinning at the May Queen.

Cordy finally decided to grace Faith with a glance and snorted. “Please. This coming from Miss ‘You show me nothing and I’ll still show you mine’? Secondly, don’t kid yourself into thinking that I would ever lower myself to fuck you. I do have taste, you know.”

Faith decided to hold back her retort. It would be more fun to convince the bitch to fuck her than to get in a fight with her. Faith decided that a change of subject was needed. “So, what are you doing here? Your little monkey man isn’t around, so why are you hanging in the library?”

“Actually, I’m waiting for my little monkey man. He’s supposed to meet me here in 20, so I thought I’d just get in some quality time with Vogue.”

Faith sat silently, trying to think of something to say that would catch the other girl’s interests. And somehow, Faith didn’t think that another story about her fighting the forces of darkness in the buff would do it. Wait. Battling forces of darkness could work.

“So, Cordy, I heard that you impersonated me and backed down a vamp at homecoming.”

Cordy put down her magazine, re-crossed her legs, and then looked up at Faith. “Yeah, they thought I was you. You were supposed to be in the limo. So I just let that redneck moron think that I was you. It worked, of course, cause no one is better at bitching someone out than me.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah, really. Ever since the first grade, all the kids have been scared of me. I could make them cry in less than 45 seconds.”

“So,” Faith said, taking her feet off of the table and leaning forward towards Cordy. “You think you’re bad cause you can make little kids cry and you can ‘impersonate’ me for 5 minutes? Baby, I’m the fucking queen of bad, and none of that shit can ever come close to what I can do.”

“Really? And what exactly can you ‘do’?” Cordelia asked sarcastically, her eyebrows raised.

“It’s not something I can just say… you have to see it, live it.”

“I think you’re full of shit.”

“I think you’re too pussy to find out what it’s like to be me.”

“So what exactly are you suggesting? Cause I’m fairly positive I heard a challenge buried somewhere under your stupid-ass accent.”

“You come with me right now. We leave, take your daddies sweet little car, and I show you what being bad is.”

Cordelia eyed Faith skeptically. “I don’t think so. Besides, I’m supposed to me Xander, remember?”

“Fuck Xander. I can show you a better time than he ever could.” Faith got up from the table and walked over to the doors of the library. When she got there, the looked over her shoulder and gave Cordelia her sexiest smirk. “You coming?”

Cordelia looked torn. She glanced at the clock, then down at her magazine, back at the clock, and finally at Faith. She got up, grabbed her bag, and briskly walked past Faith to the exit of the school. Faith smiled, watching her ass as she followed her. It was gonna be an interesting day.

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“This is a hot little car you got here, Cordy.” Faith ran her hands over the leather seats of the convertible, liking the way the wind blew her hair and the seats squeaked whenever she moved her leather pants against them. “If I ever got some cash, I’d definitely get one of these babies.”

“Where DO you get money from? I can’t imagine how you pay for all this crap you have.”

Faith ignored her question, so Cordy decided to try again. “Do you have money for today?”

“Nope.”

“So what money do you plan on spending?”

“Yours.” Faith grinned and looked out at the scenery. Cordy couldn’t help the grin that also formed on her face. They continued driving in silence, with Faith flipping through the stations.

“Ok, we’re here,” Faith finally said after an hour, sitting up in her seat excitedly and looking around. The sign declaring the city’s name had too much graffiti on it to be able to read it.

“Um, where are we?” Cordelia asked with distaste, looking around the streets as she drove. The streets had a dark feeling even though it was still daylight out. It had the grimy feel of New York City and almost as much smog as Los Angeles. The restaurants and stores were mixed in with just as many sex shops.

“Not a clue what the place is called. I passed through here on my way to Sunnydale. I found some wicked shit here. It’s perfect for our little adventure.” Faith grinned and continued eyeing the shops. After a few minutes, she spotted the store that she wanted. “Ok, park here.”

When the two got out of the car, Cordelia looked at the store and got a huge frown on her face. “Your idea of showing me bad is dressing me up like your damn Barbie?” Cordelia asked, sounding very pissed off.

“Today’s about you learning to be a badass, and that ain’t gonna be happening in your cutesy designer clothes. Now come on, we look fuckin stupid standing out here.” Faith turned and walked into the store.

Cordy sighed and followed Faith into the leather store.

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“What do you think?” Cordelia asked, stepping out of the dressing room. Faith sat in a chair across from her and whistled when she stepped out.

“Oh, fuckin hot! You’re making me wet just looking at you.”

“Really?” Cordy asked, feeling herself blush. She turned and gave Faith a perfect view of her ass in the short, black, leather skirt. She also wore a black halter top that put her cleavage on display, and strappy heals that made her stand in a way that accentuated the luscious shape of her ass and legs.

“Yeah babe, I wanna eat you up,” Faith said, getting up walking over to Cordy.
Feeling brave and kinda ballsy, Cordelia smirked and ran her fingertip along Faith’s cleavage. “It’s too early to eat.” Then she backed up and went into the dressing room, yelling, “Bring your pants to the front! I’ll be there in a minute!”

After Cordelia had paid for her new outfit, which she wore out of the store, and Faith’s new leather pants, they left the store. It had gotten dark and Faith was ready to take Cordy to her favorite spot. They dropped the bags in the car and then walked a few blocks until Faith stopped in front of a door that had “Twat” written above it.

“This is it,” Faith said, smiling.

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Cordelia followed Faith into the club, looking around at all the patrons. They were out there, to say the least. Guys dressed as girls dressed as guys, freaky pleather-wearers, and some people wearing nothing but chains were the norm in this dark, smoky club. Loud, hectic techno blasted through the sound system as bodies writhed together on the dance floor. And writhe really was the right word. It looked like a tiny can holding a million worms. Faith worked her way though the crowd until they got to the bar. She ordered six shots of JD and then turned to Cordy, grinning.

“What do you think?” She yelled over the music.

“It’s interesting,” Cordy yelled back, still looking out at the dance floor.

The drinks arrived and Faith did her three shots straight in a row and then turned to Cordelia with her eyebrows raised. Cordy raised hers back and then downed her shots even faster.

“Impressive,” Faith yelled, smiling. She then grabbed Cordelia’s arm and pulled her to the middle of the dance floor. When she stopped, she turned and faced Cordelia, immediately losing herself in the music. Cordy watched as Faith began writhing right along with the bodies, looking like she’d finally come home. Cordy was mesmerized by the way her body moved. The moves were fluid and seemed to accentuate every tight curve of her body. She looked amazing.

Cordy finally started moving to the music, eventually finding a rhythm and joining in with the writhing of the crowd. And Faith. She was who Cordelia joined the most. She pressed her body against Faith’s and felt Faith slip one of her legs in between her own. They soon were grinding on each other and Faith was running her hands up and down Cordy’s sides. Cordy felt the slight buzz of the alcohol and the feeling of Faith and the music was overwhelming her.

They danced closer and closer, their grinding becoming harder and harder. Faith couldn’t believe Cordy was going along with this. As Cordy also marveled at her actions, she felt a hand grab at her hips and try to grope her ass. She pushed the hand away, but then it moved back to her ass and then underneath her skirt.

“Hey, what the hell do you think you’re doing?” Cordy yelled, turning around to face the perv that was groping her.

He just leered at her and smiled, reaching out to grab at her chest. Before he got a chance, though, he was punched in the face by a very pissed off Faith.

The guy looked up at Faith like he couldn’t believe a girl had hit him, then swung back at her. Faith ducked and another dancer was punched in the face. Pretty soon, fists were flying between a large number of clubbers and security was moving over to the fight.

“Let’s get out of here!” Faith yelled, grabbing Cordy’s hand and making her way through the crowd to the exit.

When they got out of the club, they ran and then stopped when they got to Cordy’s car.

“You okay?” Faith asked, checking Cordelia’s face for any marks.

“I’m fine,” she said, looking Faith in the eye. They stared at each other for several seconds until Faith broke the little trance.

“You wanna just hit the Bronze? Friday night and all. We’ll get there by nine. There’ll be people there by then.”

They got back in the car and turned around, heading back to Sunnydale.

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The two brunettes walked into the Bronze, finding it pretty crowded. They worked their way onto the dance floor, finding a spot in the middle of all the horny teens. The Bronze just didn’t have the same feel as Twat, but it would have to do.

Faith and Cordy slowly started up their dance from earlier again, moving against each other sensually. They didn’t grind quite so much, though, cause they’d be sure to get some looks here. Cordy put her hands on Faith’s waist, pulling her closer as they danced.

Faith moved her head so that it was against Cordy’s neck and began kissing and licking at it. Cordy gasped and then pushed Faith away before anyone could see.

“Not here,” she hissed, looking around to see if anyone had noticed.

Faith glanced up at the balcony over the crowd and got a wicked smirk on her face. Cordy didn’t want people around and she did. This would satisfy them both.

Faith roughly pulled Cordy by the hand and quickly made her way though the crowd to the staircase. When they got to the top, Faith shoved Cordy into a dark corner of the lift that allowed them to see the crowd but remain hidden from everyone else. It was perfect.

Cordelia was breathing heavy, but Faith knew it was from arousal and not the little run they just took. It made her hot. Knowing that the perfect little daddy’s girl got wet because of someone like her. Someone so beneath her.

Before Cordy could say anything, Faith pressed her against the wall and captured her lips, not wanting to hear any other protests from the cheerleader. The kiss was rough and sloppy, trying but not succeeding in doing anything to release some of the tension between the two. Cordy stroked her tongue against Faith’s as she tangled her fingers in the slayer’s hair, pulling her head hard against her in an attempt to keep Faith there. Faith took advantage of the arousal that was obviously coursing through Cordy’s body and pressed her hips into the other girl’s. Cordy immediately responded, grinding back even harder than Faith.

Faith felt Cordelia move her hands down to grab Faith’s ass and pull her in harder. Seeing how much Cordy was enjoying this made Faith growl and kiss her even harder. She started moving down Cordy’s body, nipping at her neck and chest until she reached her breast. She gave the hard, visible nipple a nip and then yanked the material of Cordelia’s shirt down to take the hard nub into her mouth. Cordelia gasped and moved her hips faster as Faith sucked on her nipple, tugging at it with her lips and scrapping her teeth against the edge. As Faith continued sucking, she moved her hand down Cordelia’s stomach and under the short leather skirt. When her fingers met the damp panties, Faith didn’t hesitate in yanking them aside and plunging her fingers into Cordy’s pussy.

Faith’s fingers were trapped by the slick, swollen walls of Cordelia’s cunt. They clutched at her fingers, wanting Faith to move and satisfy the intense need inside the brunette cheerleader.

“Oh god, Faith move your fingers. I can’t take it. Fuck me,” Cordelia moaned, resting her head against the wall and closing her eyes.

Faith complied and began thrusting her fingers in and out of Cordelia’s wet hole, fucking her hard and fast. Cordy moaned again and banged her head against the wall, he back arching against Faith. Faith loved this. Nothing was better to her than fucking a hot girl up against a wall. The knowledge that they could be caught at any time made the rogue slayer hotter.

Faith let go of her nipple and moved up to Cordelia’s ear. “C, does it make you wet knowing that someone could catch us at any second?” Faith whispered.
Cordy responded by lifting her leg up and wrapping it around Faith’s back. Faith moved her arm under her leg and raised it even higher, allowing her to fuck Cordy even deeper. She curled her fingers, hitting the spot that makes everything so much better. Cordy moaned again and started riding Faith’s hand even harder, making their rhythm smoother and quicker.

“Ah, Faith, it feels so good,” she gasped out. Her eyes remained closed as she tilted her head back and pressed her head harder into the wall. Faith couldn’t resist licking at her neck and then moving to suck at her earlobe. She continued fucking in and out of Cordelia’s pussy as she pressed her palm against her clit, rubbing it in quick little circles.

“Oh!” Cordelia yelled, making a lot more noise than she had been. The moaned louder and moved against Faith as quickly as she could, seconds away from coming. Her juices we dripping down Faith’s fingers and covering her hand, making it easier for Faith to slide in and out of her.

“Ah, God! Faith… oh God, God, I,” Cordy quickly grabbed Faith’s hand that was under her leg and brought it to her mouth. She bit into the heel of Faith’s hand as she came, her muffled scream surprising Faith. Cordy had been pretty reserved through this whole thing. Faith felt the walls of her pussy ripple and contract around her fingers. She kept moving them in and out quickly, wanting to make Cordelia come so hard it hurt.

That’s exactly what happened. Cordy remained tense and kept clinching against Faith’s fingers. The stimulation was too much for her to calm down. Suddenly, she felt another wave pass over her as she came again, this time biting so hard that she could taste Faith’s blood in her mouth. She could hear her cum dripping on the floor, feeling slightly disgusted but not caring all that much what the janitors at this place would have to clean later.

Finally, Faith slowed down the motion of her fingers and then pulled them out. She lifted her hand and began licking the cum off of her fingers as she felt Cordy’s leg slide down her back to rest on the floor. “Wow, Cordy. Never figured you for a gusher AND a screamer. This must be my lucky day.” Cordelia rolled her eyes as Faith continued smirking and cleaning off her fingers.

Faith stepped back and flipped her hair, looking over Cordy’s still partially exposed body. “This was fun and all, but I gotta split. I told B I’d meet her for patrolling. Can’t be late. But if you ever wanna do this again, let me know. You know where to find me.” With that, she turned and went down the stairs, leaving Cordy still panting and trying to figure out what the hell just happened.

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Cordy walked down the steps and found an empty table that someone had just left. She sat down and looked around at the crowd, feeling strangely calm considering the weird day she had had.

Xander pushed his way through the crowd and saw Cordy. He made his way over to her and put his hand on her shoulder, making her jump. “Hey, where were you today? We were supposed to meet in the library, remember?”

“Oh, oops. My bad. I totally forgot.”

“Well, that’s flattering.”

“Shut up, Xander. I just got a little distracted.”

“Doing what?”

“Faith.” Xander’s eyebrows and his mouth dropped open. “I mean, I was hanging out with Faith. Get your mind out of the gutter, Xander.”

“You hung out with Faith? Why?” Xander looked perplexed.

“She’s not that bad, once you get to know her.” Cordelia felt the need to defend Faith. What did he know, anyway?

“Is that where the inspiration came from for this outfit?” Dander asked, eyeing her with a mixture of lust and curiosity.

“No, I just wanted to try something new. And like I’d ever take fashion tips from Faith. Now let’s dance.” Cordy grabbed his hand and pulled him onto the dance floor. She ground into him and licked at his earlobe, grabbing his ass every once in a while.

“Are you sure Faith didn’t rub off on you?” Xander asked, panting.

“Well,” Cordy smirked. “I guess I may have found the bad a little bit.”

The End