Title: one night of happiness for two sexy slayers.

Summary: a night, probably third season, before Faith goes bad, assuming of course that Faith and Buffy were both lesbians/bisexual, and were dating

Disclaimer: i do not own or make any money off of this, i know, it sucks, i'd love to make money out of this.

The author wishes to apologise in advance to anyone who might take offence, but Faith and Buffy together is hot, and the content isn't paticularly graphic, because i suck at sex scenes.


The music beat down upon the dancers, who moved sensually with their partners, two in particular stood from the crowd, Buffy Summers, who followed her partners hands as they led her from one position to the next, the other, Faith, hands firmly on B's arse, and hips grinding against her less dominant counterpart, eyes closed as she felt the music move through her, breasts tenderly touching Buffy's own.

Buffy was watching Faith carefully, while still keeping up with the dance, she paid careful attention to the heaving of her chest, as though out of breath, the look on her face, utter contentment, the droplet of sweat on her slightly creased brow, and the way her lips shone in the bronze's light.

Faith opened her eyes. There was B, deep in thought, barely noticing as Faith rested her head in the crook of her neck, kissing there once before relaxing. Dancing like that comfortably for a few minutes, before pulling her head up suddenly, whispering "vamp" and then running of towards the back door of the bronze.

Buffy quickly caught up with her and they ran into the alley together, where they looked around, and saw the small back of what was possibly a male, and heard the frustrated bawling of a young woman, Buffy pulled the vampire off the woman while Faith removed her stake from her jacket-how it was unnoticed before then is beyond me, especially considering the intimacy of their dancing- and plunged it through the vampire's heart, dust poured to the ground and the woman ran off home, too freaked out for one night.

Faith grabbed Buffy's hand and pulled her over to a conveniently abandoned couch in the rubbish of a darkened corner.

She pushed Buffy onto the couch and preceded to straddle her, taking care to lovingly nuzzle the inside of her neck before moving downwards, hands of course were flying everywhere, well, more gliding, and rubbing gently.


Buffy snuck into her house early in the morning, not early enough…

"You're up early Buffy." Said Joyce, raising an eyebrow, "Sure you didn't stay out all night?"

"Well it was late, I didn't wanna wake you up, and willow's parents were out of town, so we just went straight there." Buffy replied without skipping a beat.

"Oh so you did get some sleep last night."

"You could say that."

FIN