Faith was panting heavily as she proceeded to beat her punching bag with all the force her compact body had in her. Tara half watched from the sidelines as she completed both their history assignments. "How you doin' over there, brawn?" Called Tara, bemused. Faith dropped to her knees, panting and moaning. "How are you doing over there, brains?" Faith answered. "Don't make e sound too smart, remember." Faith reminded Tara before collapsing on the training room floor. Tara just rolled her eyes, the hint of a smile on her lips.
"I'm brains? Not beauty?" Tara questioned, pretending to be insulted. Faith gave a very un-Faith-like giggle from the middle of the floor. "We can both be beauty, silly." Faith reasoned as she pulled herself off the floor. "Wow, I'm sweaty." She complained. Tara barely heard her and instead chose to watch the arch in her glistening back. Tara nodded and proceeded to do something very un-Tara-like.
One minute Tara was on the floor, the next she was grabbing Faith by the small of her waist and pulling her in hungrily. They clumsily knocked hip bones and Faith reacted quickly, grasping for Tara's cheek. They kissed, their rosy lips pressed together, a slight flick of a tongue between teeth. And then it was over. Neither looked ashamed.
It was the naughtiest thing Tara Maclay had ever done. It was the purest thing Faith Lehane had ever felt. But it was right. When you know, you know. That was what Tara's late mother had told her, and those were words to live by. Faith smiled.
"Didn't know you had it in you, blondie." She commented, a large smile on her face.
Tara giggled. "I just fought a vampire a few nights ago, a little kiss is nothing." Tara breezed, full of bravado. Faith rolled her eyes "Don't get cocky, kid." She reminded her.
"Star Wars?" Tara sputtered in disbelief. "Whatever, princess." Faith winked and checked her hip against the blond girl's. Tara laughed and leaned in again, Faith happily met her half way and caressed her neck as they continued to kiss. Tara carefully coaxed the elastic from Faith hair so that it fell out of its high-bun and onto her shoulders. Faith started walking backwards and slammed Tara into the wall, never breaking the kiss. Tara moaned, half from pleasure and half from pain. Then she bit down gently on Faith's lip, causing her to return the sound effect. "Tar-" Faith whispered as blondie moved her lips onto Faith's soft neck, pausing to bite slightly where neck turned into shoulder. "Tara! I need to train!" Cried Faith as she broke away. Tara looked visibly disappointed at the mini-rejection but laughed instead. "I'll finish the assignment." Tara decided out loud, returning to her spot in the floor. Faith looked at Tara with a kind of adoration she had never seen before.
"Here's lookin' at you kid." She smiled, clapping her hands.
They both laughed. Faith started enjoying the sun from the small window on her face and the taste of Tara on her lips.