Stolen Moments

First Buffy/Faith fanfic ever.*


Faith slowly crept down the hall and pushed open Buffy’s door with a soft creak. If Buffy wanted to keep their relationship a secret from all her friends and family, that was fine. Kinda hot even. But if she expected Faith to crash in the spare room with all the fucking wannabe slayerettes and not with her? Then she had another thing coming.

It had been three weeks. Buffy was all paranoid now that so many people were living in the house. Their stolen moments of foreplay under the table and in the bathroom were beginning to frustrate her nerves. Faith was at her breaking point, and she needed some slayer on slayer action.

She tip toed across the room, careful to avoid two sleeping forms of yet some more wannabe teenagers. Hopefully they were deep sleepers, she grinned to herself. Buffy was snuggled into her sheets, blond hair flowing over the pillow, wearing only a lacy red tank top and a pair of boxers with little hearts all over them. Faith took a few seconds to appreciate the view, before lifting the covers and slipping into the warm bed.

Buffy groggily came to a state of wakefulness feeling a strange pleasant warmth flow across her stomach. It took a few seconds to realize someone was trailing soft fingers up and down her side. She jerked to full consciousness and turned her head to see who was laying behind her. Not that she should be surprised.

“Faith!” She let out in a hissed whisper. “What are you doing in here?”

“Chill out, B.” Faith grinned and ran her palm ever so lightly over one of Buffy’s breasts. Buffy let out a sharp intake of breath and closed her eyes for a moment. God she had missed this. But now was so not the time.

“Faith, there are girls in here. And a whole lot more everywhere else. We can’t do this now.” She let out a soft moan as Faith’s hand roamed south and began tracing small circles on the inside of her thighs. “Stop…” she barely managed to whisper.

Faith smirked and scooted closer, pulling Buffy into a spooning position. She reached out and flicked her earlobe with a warm tongue.

“You know, B. You look really fucking sexy in that little tank top.” She pulled the straps of said top down with her teeth, then nibbled and sucked the exposed flesh of her shoulder.

“Faith…” Buffy moaned lightly. “Some one might hear us…” Her breath hitched in her throat when Faith thrust her hand down her boxers and cupped her soaking patch of blond curls.

“I promise I’ll be quiet.” Faith grinned and stroked one smooth finger down the length of Buffy’s core, not entering her, just teasing the folds. God, she was so fucking wet.

Buffy let out a less than quiet mewl of appreciation, causing one of the slayerettes to roll over in her sleep.

“Which is more than I can say for you.” Faith whispered in her ear.

Buffy could no longer form words and just lay there, panting and shaking in anticipation. It was no use trying to resist.

“What do you want, Buffy?” Faith whispered sensually in her ear, licking and sucking the piece of flesh. “What do you want?”

Buffy let her head fall back against Faith as she gasped for air. “Faith…”

“Yeah?”

“Faith… I. I want…”

“Say it.”

“Fuck me, Faith.”

Faith grinned and raised an eyebrow. “Well, since you asked so nicely.”

She stroked Buffy’s wet folds a few more times before finally thrusting two fingers into her wet center. Fuck! She was tight. She added a third finger and began to pump in and out, increasing her speed and pressure with each thrust.

Both slayers were panting now, Buffy was hiding her face in the pillow to try and keep her moans of pleasure from waking the sleeping teens. Faith continued her menstruations, finding her clit with her thumb and rubbing in vigorous circles. She could tell by the blonds increased panting and shaking that she was nearly there.

With a final deep thrust, Faith pinched her nipple hard and Buffy turned her head to bite Faith’s shoulder roughly as she came. Faith continued to move inside her until Buffy had completely come down from her high.

She slowly trailed her slightly cramped hand up Buffy’s stomach, leaving a sticky trail. When she reached her face, Faith rubbed the left over juices across Buffy’s lips then reached down to capture them in a kiss, so they could both taste her.

Faith moaned into Buffy’s mouth and pulled away licking her lips. “I’d forgotten how sweet you taste.”

Buffy looked up at her through half closed eyes and shook her head. “I’m gonna pay you back for that little stunt, you know.”

Faith smiled and snuggled closer to her blond slayer, wrapping an arm around her possessively. “I can’t wait.”