Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, all the characters from the show belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
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Pairing: Dawn/Faith
Warning: This story contains love scenes between two females, so if you're offended by female/female relationships or just plain don't want to read sex scenes, then I suggest you get the fudge out. :-)
Plot: It's 3 years after defeating the Hellmouth in Sunnydale. Dawn has been living in Britain to train as a Watcher, when a new arrival and an old friend make a surprise visit.
A/N: The idea of the title comes from the song some of you may or may not know, from Napoleon Dynamite, where they sing about all the different things people say love is like. When it comes down to it, there's no such thing as one set way to love someone. Just like no 2 snowflakes are the same. Each love is different and unique, and a special experience all on it's own that no one else can compare to. I especially think that love between Dawn and Faith is something that would just be so completely different, challenging, and yet so perfect.
Dawn was in her office quarters, sorting through some paperwork and organizing notes and files for her upcoming speech at the annual Watcher's Council. Her brow was knitted together in concentration, her top teeth chewing down slightly on her lower lip as she scanned over the work in front of her.
She had to make sure everything was perfect. If everything went smoothly within the next year, she was sure she could receive enough recommendations to be promoted from Trainee to full fledged Watcher.
Sighing to herself as she rolled her chair over to the nearest bookcase, she ran her fingers along the spines until she came to a dark red book with gold lettering that detailed into Occult practises and their roles in strengthening underground pockets of vampires.
As she was about to open the book up, the phone on her desk rang. She lifted her head up to look at it, and noticed it was Giles' extension showing up on the monitor.
Rolling herself back over to the desk, she picked up the phone and pressed the receiever to her ear.
"Hey Giles, what's up?" she cradled the phone with her shoulder, casually opening up the book and flicking through some pages.
"Dawn, I have some news you might be interested in." He spoke with a more enthusiastic tone than usual. Dawn lifted an eyebrow.
"What's the good word?" Dawn asked.
"A few of our slayers in your province have located several vampire lairs. They're believed to belong to the same vampires responsible for the outbreak of attacks on cattle farmers recently." Giles replied.
"That's great news! Can you fax me through the info?" Dawn smiled and stood up, walking over to her fax machine and loading it with way too many sheets of fresh paper. Dawn decided you could never be too sure when it came to Giles.
"It's already on it's way. I should also let you know, there's a slayer from here in America that's shipping out to assist with the culling." Giles told her.
Dawn squinted a little, slouching by the fax machine as it started to beep and whirr, before suddenly snatching a sheet of paper to be devoured by it's mechanical guts.
"Giles, we have plenty of slayers here, I'm sure we can han..." before Dawn could continue, Giles interrupted.
"I am aware of that, Dawn. However most of your slayers are still... how should I say this... 'wet behind the ears' when it comes to battle situations. Don't make me remind you of the incident with the Gorgun last year and your second team." she could hear the slight smile behind Giles' voice, but she scoffed and shook her head.
"I'll have you know that wasn't my fault OR my second teams' fault. They went in under instructions that there would only be 1, not 5." Dawn replied, watching as the fax machine began spitting out black and white pages of texts and photographs of locations, some of which Dawn was familiar with, others she wasn't.
"Yes well, nonetheless, your new charge has considerable battle experience and will be an asset for you as a Watcher regardless. They'll be arriving tomorrow, the flight information should be there with the other sheets I faxed through." he continued. Dawn looked down at the pile and waited as, just as Giles had said, a thinly lettered sheet with the flight number, gate and time on it popped out.
"Right. Thanks Giles, and just who might I be picking up tomorrow?" Dawn asked sarcastically, picking up the piece of paper and searching around her desk for a lump of blu-tack. She eventually found one and tore off a bit, clumsily tacking it to the back of the paper and then in turn, mashing it against the side of her computer monitor.
"You'll know them when you see them. Anyway, I must go, there is paperwork that won't do itself. Have a nice night, Dawn, and take care." Giles started speaking rather quickly, and Dawn suddenly wondered what all the big secrecy was about.
"Right, you too Giles, bye." She hung up the receiver, frowning once again as she looked at the flight information, then back over at the information still sitting in the tray of the fax machine. Sighing to herself and rubbing her temple, she quickly pulled it from the tray and plopped it on her desk.
Her head was starting to ache, and her body was starting to feel tired and worn out.
She lifted her left arm to check the time on her watch. 10:43PM. Stretching herself out to try and remove the kinks from the days work, she decided now would be as good a time as any to go to bed and get some rest for her trip to the airport tomorrow.
Lifting her eyelids lazily, Dawn rolled onto her side and yawned sleepily. The sun was entering her room through her thin curtains, not enough to blind her, but enough to not let her forget that it was time to get up. Groaning to herself, she looked over at her bedside clock.
1:24PM.
Dawn suddenly was wide awake, and jumped out of bed, tripping over her bedsheets as she did so. With a yelp, she stumbled to her feet, detangling herself from the sheets and running over to her closet, rummaging with renewed force for proper clothing.
That damn alarm clock! She swore to herself that she needed to replace it everytime it didn't go off and made her late for yet another appointment. She didn't want to admit that she never really grew out of old habits, where Buffy literally had to drag her out of bed and dress her herself just to get her to school.
Not having time to sort through everything properly, she picked out a simple pair of sandwashed jeans and a spaghetti strap black shirt. She reached further into the closet and grabbed out her knee length black leather jacket.
She was still in the middle of buttoning it up as she grabbed her purse and swung it over her left shoulder, her car keys which she placed between her teeth, then finally grabbing her boots and pulling them on.
Double checking she had everything, she rushed her way out of her room, not even bothering to lock it behind her, and leaving the Watcher's HQ in a slight jog to reach her car.
On the way to the airport, Dawn swore it had to be one of the worst traffic jams ever. And right when she NEEDED to be somewhere.
Apparently some moron cut off someone else as they were trying to over take, and rear ended them. Oh yes, Dawn made sure she got the full story from the nearest police officer, before hastily telling them of her dire situation and her need to get to the airport.
Even flashing them her most seductive look, they had simply told her to go back to her car and wait patiently like everyone else. So much for a police escort...
Then there was the tollbooths. She hated these things. Charging you to park at the airport, when in reality you wouldn't even be there for that long anyway. Even if you were under half an hour, the prices were insane! Yes, she would be paying for it out of her Watcher's allowance, but that wasn't the point.
She grumbled to herself as she finally found a parking spot and drove into it as fast as she could, almost hitting the car parked adjacent to her as she slammed on the brakes.
Getting out of the car with a vengeance and slamming the door, then pressing the beeper to lock it and set the alarm, she walked quickly to the entrance to the receiving gate she needed to be at.
Walking through the sliding doors, she weaved her way through couples and families and single people, some coming and some going. Some with huge trolleys stacked to the top with luggage, others with bulky suitcases swinging wildly at their sides as they hurried to and from buisiness appointments.
Dawn looked up at the board and scanned the glowing numbers and letters for the flight that her slayer was arriving on. She spotted it, and let out a sigh of relief. She was at least 30 minutes early. Despite all the traffic that held her up, she was greatful for the late flight that the slayer was arriving on.
Deciding that her mouth was slightly parched from her rushed departure this morning, she walked over to the security gates, detaching everything metal from her body and emptying her pockets into the trays and sliding them along the rollers through the x-ray machine, then passing through the scanner. She collected her items on the other side and went on her way to find a cafe` to get a bite to eat from and a drink.
She ordered a large chocolate milkshake and a ham and cheese sandwich, taking her order and sitting down to enjoy it. She might have been an adult now, but let's face it, chocolate milkshakes are something completely amazing, no matter how young or old you are.
She finished her sandwich and was halfway through her milkshake when she checked the time. She still had like 15 minutes. She finished up her drink and stood, went over and payed, then left to find the gate she needed to be at.
It was busy. A lot of people were there, some waiting for their friends and family to arrive, others waiting so they could board the plane after it had emptied to go to their destination. She lowered her eyebrows, scanning for an empty seat, but the first one she could see was quite some distance away from the gate.
Oh well, as long as she could still see the people coming out from the plane, it would be fine.
She took a seat and pulled out her cellphone, flipping it open and going through to her internet browser to check her emails. Several from Giles... she ignored them for now. There was one from Buffy. She opened it up.
Hi Dawnie!
I hope everything over in Britain is treating you nicely. Giles said you're progressing in your training so much so that we might even be able to see you for Christmas this year. I'd really love that, we all miss you so badly here!
Things have been slow, not a lot of work for a slayer of my calibre around here anymore. And with all the other slayers now, I almost never have to do anything. Actually it's kinda' boring... wish I was there with you and all the action... oh hold on, Willow's here, she wants to say something.
HI DAWN! Oh my gosh, we miss you sssoooo much, you NEED to come and visit us soon ok? I mean, I know you're busy with training and learning and... and all that watchery type stuff, but it's so boring here without you :( I have no one to play Battleship with or go shopping for dresses with... well, ok Buffy is glaring at me. That's not true, I could shop with her, or play Battleship with her, but... I miss doing it with you. Oh, before we go, good luck with your new slayer! I think you two will get along just fine, hehe.
Lots of love,
Willow & Buffy
Dawn smiled and laughed quietly to herself as she finished reading the email. It was so refreshing to hear from them. She did miss them so badly, but her training didn't allow for her to take any holidays. Well, they did, but only weekend holidays, which wasn't nearly enough to catch a flight and spend a decent amount of time with her family and friends before flying back to the UK.
She frowned a little at that thought and sighed. What she would give for a familiar face right now...
"Why the long face?"
Dawn froze in place, too frightened to look up. It couldn't be... that voice... so husky and sensual. And accompanying it, the most delicious, loin tingling scent.
Slowly, Dawn lifted her face up, trailing up the long leather clad legs, the tight fitting red tank top, before finally resting on the grinning face of Faith. Dawn forgot to breathe. It wasn't possible that she was even more beautiful now than she had been the last time she'd seen her. Her face framed by beautiful flowing locks of dark black hair.
Faith bent down a little.
"What's the matter, cat got your tongue?" Faith grinned, winking. Dawn suddenly shot up.
"Faith! I... the... plane arrived? I... wasn't expecting... I didn't..." Dawn stumbled for words, suddenly embarassing herself and feeling a deep blush spread accross her cheeks and down her neck.
"HOW WAS YOUR FLIGHT?" Dawn asked nervously, her voice suddenly coming out a lot louder than she expected. Faith laughed at the nervous girl.
"It's been a while, hasn't it? Did ya' miss me?" Faith asked, suddenly moving forwards and embracing Dawn in a toe tingling hug. Dawn felt her body go limp slightly, but she managed to hug her back. As they broke apart, Dawn picked up her purse from her chair and looked back at Faith. She cleared her throat and tried to gain her composure.
"It has been... too long. Giles didn't tell me... that it was you coming." Dawn replied, giving her a lopsided smile. Faith laughed.
"That was actually B's idea. She thought it would be a nice surprise for you, seeing as you've been so long away from civilisation and all." Faith grinned and lazily draped her arm over Dawn's shoulders as they began walking down the hustling and bustling corridors, evading as many pushy and determined people as they could.
"Buffy huh. I'll have to thank her." Dawn shook her head slightly. "She's right though, I've been spending so much time delving into my studies and watching over my slayers, I've practically had no time to go out and socialize like anyone else my age should be."
Faith squeezed her shoulder lightly.
"Don't worry, I'm here to fix that for you!" Faith told her enthusiastically. Dawn laughed.
"You're here to help me fix the vampire situation, not my lack of social skills and my 'living under a rock' lifestyle." Dawn replied to her, bumping her shoulder into her side slightly.
Faith smiled brightly. She was so happy to see Dawn. She didn't think that it would be possible, that this once annoying, immature little brat had grown up to be such a mature, strong headed, beautiful, shapely, tantalizing...
Faith shook her head, and started to have a coughing fit as she realized where her thoughts were wandering.
"You ok?" Dawn raised an eyebrow at her. Faith nodded.
"The air... isn't as polluted here... guess I'm not used to it." Faith glanced sideways. Yeah... that's believable. She gave a nervous laugh.
They made their way to the baggage claims and waited as the bags started to roll around on the conveyor belt.
"That's my bag." Faith said quickly, just as her and Dawn both reached forwards to grab it. Their hands touched slightly. Dawn pulled her hand back suddenly, as if she'd just touched a hot plate. Faith inhaled quickly and grabbed the bag.
"I got it, you let me do the heavy lifting. Don't want to hurt your pretty little head." Faith grinned at her with a sultry look. Dawn blushed again.
"I'll have you know, I'm not as weak as I look." she replied, somewhat defensively. Faith rolled her eyes.
"Sure, I bet you think you could beat me in an arm wrestle too." Faith said sarcastically, reaching out as her 2nd and last large bag of luggage came around. She'd packed light, but only because Giles was giving her a very nice bonus from the Watcher's Council for coming out here. She planned on spending it on as many new clothes as possible.
"I could!" Dawn told her triumphantly, an indignant expression on her face. Ah, Faith smiled. There was the little Dawn she knew. She reached over and ruffled Dawn's long brown hair, much to the girl's dismay.
"Stop it! I'm not a little kid anymore." Dawn told her forcefully, slapping her hand away. Faith pouted, but inside she was silently agreeing. She could see Dawn's cleavage peeking out slightly from the one button that had popped open at the top of her coat. She licked her lips slightly.
'Oh god Faith, cut it out already!' Faith silently scolded herself.
She pulled the retractable handles out on her 2 luggage bags, starting to pull them along behind her as her and Dawn headed outside to the car park.
The car trip to the Watcher's HQ was in relative silence, apart from Dawn every so often scolding Faith for putting her boots up on the dashboard, or changing the radio station from a song she was listening to, or turning up a song so loudly it hurt Dawn's ears while also singing along enthusiastically to it.
Despite how Faith was still the Faith that Dawn remembered helping them to close the Hellmouth in Sunnydale, there was something different about her. Something more...
Dawn squinted to herself. When the hell did Faith get so fucking attractive anyway? She didn't ever remember her being that attractive 3 years ago. But technically, she really doesn't look any different at all. So what the hell is it?
Dawn shook her head as Faith leant over and started serenading her to a sexy song that had just come on. She glared slightly at the raven slayer, but couldn't help but laugh as Faith made lovey eyes and clasped her hands together while singing.
"You're the answeeerr, all this time I've tried to find you I've been yearning, you're the answer to the question that's been burnniiinnggg..." Faith sung along to the Britney Spears song.
"You're going to kill us both, Faith." Dawn stated, laughing quietly. "I'm trying to drive."
Faith smiled lecherously at her.
"Hey, at least you'll die finally having some fun in your life." Faith told her, very matter of factly, before going back to singing along to the song. Dawn sighed.
Life was certainly going to be more interesting now that Faith was here...
"This is the sparring room, next door is the washroom and changing room, and next to that is the gym." Dawn was showing Faith around the complex. She had nearly finished the tour, the only thing left to do was to take Faith upstairs to her new room.
"Nice place. Really nice. B would be jealous." Faith grinned at Dawn, who smiled slightly.
"She would be. Maybe she'll actually get to see this place someday." Dawn replied, starting to lead them to the foyer and up the stair case. Faith frowned slightly.
"I'm sorry Dawnie... I didn't mean it like that. I know it must be hard for you, not seeing your family for so long..." before Faith could continue, Dawn interrupted.
"It's fine, really. I have a job to do, and so do they. I know I'll get to see Buffy and Willow and everyone else again, I just need to focus on finishing my training first." Dawn looked at the raven slayer seriously, but Faith could tell the younger girl was troubled by her feelings on the matter. Faith nodded slowly.
They reached the top floor, and Dawn led Faith down 4 doors, pulling out a large set of keys she had clipped to her belt. She searched around for the right one, before pushing it into the lock and opening the door.
Faith stepped slowly into the room, eyeing it off with bright eyes.
"Geez... you guys have some killer digs here." she said quietly and in awe.
The room was beautifully furnished, with a queen sized bed, a 2 seater lounge, a flatscreen TV and coffee table. A stainless steel kitchenette and a whole bunch of other amenities.
Faith wandered through and opened up a door that led to a bathroom. Her mouth dropped open.
"A jacuzzi?" She looked at Dawn, who shrugged.
"It helps the slayers to unwind and relax the muscles after heavy training sessions." she replied.
"Damn... I could REALLY get used to this." She smiled, looking around her. Dawn smiled back.
"Don't get too comfortable, you know you'll be spending most of your nights out on the field leading my teams." Dawn replied. Faith lowered her eyebrows and focussed her stare on Dawn.
"Wait... did I hear right? Leading?" she asked as if suddenly someone was trying to play some kind of prank on her. Dawn went over and took a seat on the bed, laying back a little to relax.
"That's right. They could use some guidance from a slayer who's seen it all. I mean, I'm proud of my girls but... they could use some serious ass kickings. I might be in charge, but when it comes to going out in the field, I can't be there yelling at them what to do and what not to do." Dawn started to prop herself back up. "That's where you'd come in. Think you're up to it?"
Faith was quiet for a moment before replying.
"Are you kidding me? You're looking at the Queen of Slayers here!" Faith suddenly broke into a huge grin and puffed her chest out. "You've got yourself a leader."
Dawn grinned.
"Good. I need to go over some information Giles sent me before I can go over an attack plan with you and the girls, but in the mean time you just get some rest. Settle in, get something to eat, whatever you want." she told her firmly as she pushed herself off the bed and stood up.
Faith looked at her with a glint in her eyes. She didn't know who this new Dawn was... dominating, strong, smart... but she liked her. She liked her a lot...
"Say... how about, before we get settled into business... maybe um... you could show me around town tonight? Show me the sights..." Faith raised an eyebrow and ran a hand accross her stomach slowly and suggestively. Dawn swallowed.
"Uh... I don't know... much about... clubs and stuff if that's what you mean but... we can go out if you like..." Dawn replied, with a small smile, trying to hide her nervousness. Faith bit her lip quickly to hide back a satisfied grin.
"It's a date then! I'll have something to eat and get cleaned up and put something nice on... then you can show me the world." Faith replied cheekily, walking past Dawn with a sway in her hips.
Dawn didn't realize her mouth was hanging open slightly. She quickly shut it, in the process nearly biting her tongue.
"Ok!" she quickly called out, and scurried off to her bedroom to find something to wear. She at least needed clean underwear, for some reason, hers seemed to be covered with a damp patch...
"This is gonna' be great!" Faith proclaimed from the passenger seat, bopping along to the tune on the radio, along with the 3 other slayers that had begged to join them, in the back seat. Dawn was driving.
"Do you club often Faith?" Called out a girl from the back seat who had short, ruffled red hair. Faith guffawed, Dawn laughed quietly.
"It's about all I had left to do back in America. Geez, that place has become a deadzone. No fun anywhere anymore. I was actually thinking about pissing off and touring the world when Buffy and Giles came to me with this job offer." Faith smiled broadly, tapping her feet along to the music.
The girls in the back giggled.
"Yeah, Faith's a real adventurer, isn't that right?" Dawn said sarcastically, raising an eyebrow at the excited slayer. Faith just grinned and nodded in reply.
"I heard Faith slayed 50 demons with nothing but a piece of razor wire!" Proclaimed a girl with shoulder length brown hair.
"Oh Jen, I don't know about that." Dawn scoffed, which warranted a pout from Faith. Dawn saw the look, and smiled playfully at her.
"Ok we're here." Dawn pulled into a parking spot and got out of the car, waiting for everyone else to exit before locking it.
Faith pranced off into the distance, the 3 girls in tow, as Dawn shook her head then tried to catch up.
The nearest club that she had known of was The Subterranian. She had only been there once or twice, but it was ok. Good dance music, nice atmosphere. 'Plenty of girls to stare at'.
Dawn stopped in her tracks and suddenly scolded herself. What the hell, where did that thought come from? She pushed it away and continued to catch up to Faith and the others who were waiting in line.
Dawn couldn't help but notice her eyes being glued to the raven slayer's appearance. She was wearing a very low cut denim skirt, a black bra with just a white seethrough shirt over the top of it. Don't forget the knee high black leather boots. Dawn shook her head.
She had done her best to dress up for the night. She was wearing her patented raccoon eyes, her hair was clipped back at the sides, and styled into some semblance of sexiness. She was wearing tight denim jeans and a simple white shirt that buttoned up, with lacy bits on the sleeves and the bottom hem.
She coughed quietly, trying to distract herself from Faith's body. She did so just in time to see Faith turn around and grin raunchily at her. Dawn smiled nervously, coming up to stand beside her, as the 3 slayers were chatting away excitedly.
The line moved up, and the bouncer took one look at Faith, just as she slipped an arm around Dawn's waist, and quickly waved them in. Faith laughed to herself. Men... so predictable!
Dawn blushed a scarlet red at the sensation of Faith's arm around her, but quickly scuttled away from her as they entered the club. She quickly found a seat at the bar and ordered herself a beer.
Faith sat down beside her, quickly calling out to the bartender to get her a beer too. The 3 slayers had already rushed off to the dancefloor and were bopping away with each other to the blaring techno music.
"So... those girls seem to like having a good time. Why don't they drag you out with them?" Faith asked casually. Her and Dawn thanked the bartender as he served them their cold beers. Dawn took a sip.
"They do it to unwind and relax... have a good time. I'm seen as the serious, parental, watcher. Besides, I barely have enough time to go out anyway." Dawn told her, with a shake of her head. Faith looked at her carefully.
"You don't have enough time to go out? Or you don't MAKE time to go out?" Faith asked her. Dawn looked at her, then looked away.
Faith reached over and took Dawn's face in her hands, turning her to face her. Dawn suddenly felt like there was a pack of butterflies inside her stomach.
"You're still young Dawn, you gotta live. Gotta have fun. If you can't do that, you're going to end up like Giles. Old and grey and obsessed with books." she grinned sideways, finally getting a laugh out of the younger girl.
"Yeah well, who knows. Maybe now that you're here, now that I have someone I'm close to... maybe I can start having a little more fun." she stated quietly, taking another swig of her beer. Faith hit her playfully on the shoulder.
"Damn right! Now, are you gonna come join me on the dance floor or what?" the raven slayer asked her with a cheeky smile. Dawn blushed.
"No, not yet I... you go ahead, I'm gonna finish my drink first." she said sheepishly. Faith pouted.
"Come on Dawn, let your hair down!" she replied. Dawn shook her head.
"You go ahead, I'll be there soon, I promise." Dawn told her, with a comforting smile on her face. Faith looked a little dissappointed, but she eventually nodded and ran off to the dance floor to join the others.
Dawn sighed to herself and leant her face in her hands. What's wrong with you? What's so bad about going over there and having a dance? Nothing, that's what! You're just a big party pooping chicken shit, Dawn!
She growled and reached for her pitcher, downing the thing as quickly as she could. The bartender saw this and raised an eyebrow. Dawn waved her hand at her mug, motioning for a refill. He did so quite happily.
Dawn took it and instantly downed half of it. She glared at the dance floor for a few minutes as the beer settled in her stomach.
Faith was dancing along to a sexy trance version of "If you Seek Amy", grinding her body up against Tracy, the red headed slayer. She could see her hips rocking and moving rhythmically in time to the music, matching the moves of Tracy.
Dawn didn't realize that she was frowning until her forehead started to hurt. She rubbed her head and reached for her drink sculling the rest of it.
Plonking it down on the bar, she looked over and saw Tracy and Faith facing each other, their faces within far too close proximity to each other...
What the hell is wrong with you Dawn? She asked herself, feeling this strange burning, sickening feeling in her gut welling up at the sight. Was it jealousy? Dawn didn't really know much about jealousy, she'd never been able to hold down a serious relationship. She was always too busy or too distracted.
She suddenly felt the beer starting to hit her, and before she even realized what she was doing, she found herself sauntering over to the dance floor.
Faith looked over, and saw Dawn finally get up from where she'd been moping and drinking. There was something in her eyes, this fire, this sexy, tantalizing look that sent shivers down Faith's spine. Had her dancing with Tracy worked to make her jealous?
Faith swallowed hard as Dawn came over and pushed everyone else out of the way and wrapped an arm around the raven slayer's neck and started grinding against her to the song "Can't be Tamed". Faith felt her legs go weak as the younger girl slid all the way down to her knees then back up, spinning around and pressing her buttocks into Faith. She reached around and grabbed Faith's hands, pressing them into her abdomen just underneath her breasts.
The 3 girls watched on as their watcher finally started loosening up.
"WWOOOO!" Jen cheered, grinning at the others as they continued dancing.
Faith couldn't deny the feelings rushing through her bloodstream. Her heart was pounding too quickly, too hard. What the fuck was this girl doing to her? Every bit of her skin was tingling, and it was like electric shocks everytime a bit of it came in contact with Dawn's.
To Dawn, there was nothing else in the room, just her and Faith. Just them trying to prove something to each other, trying to get a message to each other. What it was, neither of them knew at this point.
Dawn could feel her head getting light from the beer. She barely ever drank, so it didn't take much to get her tipsy.
Faith spun her around and brought their lips within millimetres from each other. All she could feel right now was this intense need, this incurable desire. She wanted to consume Dawn's lips and never let her go. She could smell the beer on the watcher's breath, and she teased her by moving her lips around to her neck while they continued grinding against each other.
Just when Dawn was about to pull Faith's lips to her own for a kiss, the song ended. The watcher finally came out of her trance, her lips trembling as she realized what she was doing. Faith licked her own lips in anticipation, waiting for the kiss to come, but it never did.
Dawn suddenly whispered "Shit!" under her breath, and ran off. Faith cursed to herself silently.
"That was HOT!" Yelled Jen, with a huge grin on her face. Faith raised an eyebrow, then left the dance floor to go find Dawn.
She grabbed her pitcher of beer from the bar before heading outside. There she found Dawn, leaning against the wall around the corner with her eyes closed.
"You ok?" Faith asked, taking a sip of beer. Dawn opened her eyes and looked over at her.
"Yeah. I just... I... I'm not used to drinking." Dawn lied. Even though the beer was making her feel a little funny, that wasn't the reason she'd run off. She'd run off because she was feeling things near Faith that she didn't understand. Things she'd never, ever, felt with anyone before. She felt a faint throbbing between her legs.
Faith smiled at her, taking another sip of beer.
"Bit of a lightweight hey?" she teased, leaning on the wall next to her. "That's ok, you'll be drinking like a pro in a few months time." she grinned. Dawn laughed.
"I doubt that. Besides, I think I've reached my limit. Someone's gotta drive us all home." Dawn replied. Faith nodded.
"You got a point." she said, drinking more of her beer. "By the way, nice moves in there." she grinned behind her mug.
Dawn's mouth opened but nothing came out, and her face went red as a lobster. Faith giggled.
"Come on, back inside with you. We've still got all night to have fun, and you know now you don't need to drink just to have fun." Faith winked at Dawn cheekily, eliciting an embarassed yelp from the younger girl.
"Faith...!" she gasped out loud as the raven slayer grabbed her by the hand, dragging her back into the club.
It ended up being a good night after all. Dawn hadn't drunk anymore, but Faith and the other 3 had gotten VERY happy, and very entertaining.
She pulled the car up to HQ as quietly as she could, but wasn't expecting the loudly laughing 4 slayers that exited the car upon it's parking.
"SHHHH!" she told them insistently, but they just copied her in their drunken state.
"ShhhshHHh!" "ShhhhhhhhhSHH Dawn said SHhhh!" "SHHHhhh..." they all teased her, except for Faith who was just sauntering along, laughing at the younger girls.
Dawn growled under her breath and opened up the front doors, letting them all in.
"Be quiet on the way up to your rooms, don't wake any of the others up!" Dawn warned them in a hushed tone, but it seemed to fall on deaf ears. She shook her head as they giggled all the way up stairs and on the way to their rooms.
"GOODNIGHT DAWN AND FAITH!" They all called out to them at the same time.
"Keep it down!" Dawn scolded them yet again. Faith began a chuckling fit, leaning against the wall and slowly sliding down it as she pawed at Dawn's left leg.
"goooodddnnight dawn and faaiiith!" the girls whispered back. They entered their rooms, Dawn could still hear faint giggling. She shook her head while frowning.
"You guys... you guys make the... the best beer." Faith told Dawn, very seriously. Dawn sighed and leant down, pulling Faith's right arm over her shoulder, then standing, hoisting her up to her feet.
"You mean British beer?" Dawn asked her, guiding her over to her bedroom door. Faith squinted.
"What's that?" the raven slayer asked her, quite seriously. Dawn groaned, reaching for her keys and opening the door. She could smell Faith's breath, the pungent smell of beer wafting off it and up to her nostrils.
As much as she wanted to think it disgusting, right now all she could think about was what it would taste like. Tasting her lips with the flavours of alcohol and cigarette smoke on them, tasting her breath as their tongues clashed together furiously. She blushed.
Dawn closed the door behind them, guiding Faith over to the bed and helping her to sit down on it. Faith chuckled as she watched Dawn carefully removing her boots.
Dawn stood up and pulled the sheets back on the bed, taking a hold of Faith's legs and sliding her in underneath them.
"Dawwnnnnie..." Faith mumbled, her arms reaching out for the girl. Dawn pulled the sheets up to Faith's chest, trying not to pay attention to the soft look in the raven slayer's eyes as she watched her tuck her in.
"I hope you realize that you're going to feel like crap in the morning." Dawn told her sternly as she sat on the edge of the bed beside her. Faith looked at her quizically.
"But I feel great now... you're here... I'm here... this... this is perfect right now..." Dawn could tell that Faith was starting to drift off into a state of an alcohol induced sleep. Dawn smiled.
"I... I'm so happy to see you... again." Faith continued, her eyes closing slowly. Dawn leant over and stroked her hair, carefully tucking the dark strands behind her right ear.
"I'm happy to see you again too, Faith..." Dawn replied quietly. Faith made a cute little noise, and cuddled up to her pillow. Dawn laughed as quietly as she could and stood.
As she got up and started to leave the room, she turned her head back momentarily to make sure Faith was still peacefully asleep in her bed. With a quick pang inside her chest, she turned the light off and gently closed the door.
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