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Timeline: Hmmm, not really sure yet. But right now I'm thinking after season 7.
Pairing: Buffy/Faith
Rating: NC-17
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The Chosen Two
Prologue
She was kissing Faith.
Whoa, back up a minute. Kissing Faith? Was this a dream? She shivered, and not from the kiss but rather from a cold breeze that suddenly passed through the Restfield cemetery. Ok, not a dream. No dream with her kissing Faith (or anyone else for that matter) had a cold breeze distracting her. Not to mention that no dream made her think it might be a dream.
So, back to where we started. She was kissing Faith. Why was she kissing Faith? In fact, why didn't she stop kissing Faith? Mind whirling she gets ready to step back when suddenly she feels Faith's hand glide up her taunt blouse gently squeezing her breast. Moaning into the kiss, she forgets that she shouldn't be doing this while Faith relentlessly teases her sensitive nipples.
God she'd been waiting for this for a long time. She was finally kissing Buffy Summers. 'Never thought that was gonna happen, that's fer sure. I wonder how far she'll let me go…' Reaching up she grasps Buffy's firm, yet supple breast before pinching and pulling the now hardened nipple. Hearing Buffy moan into the kiss only heightens her excitement, encouraging her to keep going. 'God B, hearing that sexy moan just made me like 10 times wetter.' She then starts to kiss Buffy once again. But unexpectedly she pulls away from a now very receptive Buffy; only to latch on to the other hardened nipple, feverishly tantalizing it with her tongue. Feeling Buffy arc into her mouth was like a dream come true. 'She's not resisting at all. God she wants this as much as me.'
The feeling of Faith's mouth on her breast was incredible. 'This is way more intense than Angel, Riley, Parker, or Spike.' The tingles present from their slayer bond only increased the pleasure as they seemed focused wherever Faith was touching her. Mind still partially awhirl from the sheer enormity of what is going on Buffy only just recollects her intention to pull away when she feels Faith's hand slide into her panties and--oh, yes.
Unable to think; only to feel as she moves her hips in sync with the rhythm of Faith's fingers sliding in and out of her. Her head shaking side to side almost as if she's saying 'no' Buffy rides Faith's hand as she quickly approaches the brink. "Mmmmm!" she moans before Faith's palm presses down on her clit causing everything to go white.