Ahoy, mateys! There be smut ahead!
Mad props to Mike for slapping my muse awake with that glorious Dushku picture. And then... well, for all the rest of the glorious Dushku pictures. I have to say, you make one hell of a pimp daddy :P
I made my way upstairs about ten minutes later - shutup, there was food and there ain't no way I'm leavin' food behind for nothin' - and cautiously knocked on B's door. After a minute it slowly opened a crack, and I heard some snickers.
"Okay, you totally do look ridiculous."
"They're your clothes, B." I grumbled, pissed at the reminder of the embarrassing outfit I was forced into. I need to make a mental note, that next time we get to fuckin', I'm not ripping my clothes. This is the last time I'm ever wearin' something so... girly. Fuck's sake, it feels like a damn sin. "You gonna let me in or do I gotta stand out here like an idiot with crumbs on my face?"
"The crumb part is your fault, weirdo." She smiled, moving aside so I could come in. She totally checked me out as I walked by. "You need to learn how to use a napkin."
"Why use a napkin when you can use your sleeve?"
"I don't think that shirt has long enough sleeves for you to use."
"Well, guess I'm usin' yours then."
"Huh?" And so before she could even figure out what was goin' on I was rubbin' my face all over one of the sleeves of her fluffy little bathrobe. "Oh, gross!" She whined, tryin' to push me away. "You're such a child."
"Hey, you're the one that told me to do it."
"I did not!"
"... Okay, so maybe you got me there." I shrugged, walking over to the bed. "Whatevs. Can't take it back now." I got under the covers, leavin' a nice big spot open to hint to her to come join me. Shutup, I know I'm a pussy. I want my snuggles.
Thankfully she didn't mock me for bein' all obvious and crap, just smirked and crawled in to join me, wrapping her arms around me and cuddling in.
"What did my mom say?" She asked after a few minutes of silence. I coulda sworn she had fallen asleep.
"Not much. I think she just tried to ignore what she knew was goin' on."
"Was she mad?"
"Nah. Hell, she made me a snack and we both made fun of ya behind your back."
"What?" She sat up to glare down at me. And dammit, if she wasn't poutin' I woulda poked fun at her some more.
"Jokin', B. It was awkward as shit, we didn't say much, I ate as fast as possible and got outta there. We didn't say crap about you."
"Oh. Good." She nodded, settling herself back in. I snickered a bit, and I swear I could feel her glarin' up against me. "What..."
"Okay, well, maybe we made fun of you a little."
"Faith!"
After an uncomfortable breakfast with B's ma, which I hated to eat so quickly since it was so damn good, we headed back to the dorms. College life can't really take a break, as much as I want it to so I can spend some quality time with my girl. Quality naked time... Damn it, now I'm all worked up again! And to make matters worse, here comes B's redheaded buddy.
"Shit, B. Any way we can get outta this? Our first class today is in, like, 10 minutes, and I can think of plenty of better ways to spend it..."
"Faith, I've barely seen any of Willow the past few days." She pouted. I knew my next words would be a huge ass mistake, but hey, I've never been good at keepin' my mouth shut.
"Yeah, but she's seen plenty of you."
"That was in very good taste." She winced, immediately blushing. "And way to remind me right before I talk to her. I was kinda trying not to think about it."
"No probs."
So we walked over to Red, and shared some awkward smiles so there's no doubt she was thinkin' the same thing B is. They're both all uncomfortable and crap from the little incident yesterday morning.
"Hey, Wills." B finally managed to get out. I was startin' to wonder if anybody would ever get the courage to say somethin'. "What's up?"
"Nothing, nope, nothing, just got back from the library, oh Riley was there, he asked about you and it was really weird since I wasn't sure what to say and - "
"Hold up." I growled, holdin' a hand up. "Beefstick asked about B?"
"Um... Yeah..." She turned to Buffy, blushing. "He asked how you were, and if you were... uh.. you know, still with Faith or not 'cause I think he was worried about you - "
"Worried? What the fuck does that shitface have to be worried about? What, he thinks I'm all abusive or some crap, 'cause of the time I slammed the door in his stupid face? Fucker deserved it! I oughtta beat his ass in..."
I was calmed a little as Buffy wrapped an arm around my waist and tugged me in close to her, but I'm still pretty goddamn pissed.
"It's fine, Faith." She smiled, the tone of her voice makin' it obvious she's tryin' to soothe me. "He'll get the hint."
"Maybe I should give him the hint. Asshole just won't get a clue." I noticed outta the corner of my eye then, the said asshole a few feet away starin' right at us with this stupid ass look on his face. I'm startin' to see red.
"Thanks, Wills." I heard B grumble beside me.
"Sorry, I didn't think..."
"Excuse me." I huffed, pushin' away from them to head over to the fuck face. I felt B try and tug me back but it was of no use. "Hey, Riley."
"Faith." He nodded, lookin' sorta nervous. Good. "How are you?"
"I'm doin' great, not that it's any of your fuckin' business."
"I'm sorry?"
"B's doin' great too, better than ever." I took a step closer to the fucker, and he took a step back. I can tell B just made some excuse to Willow and is walkin' over, probably gonna try and get me away before shit goes crazy. Guess I gotta make this quick. "See, she's happy with me. If she wasn't, I'd leave her the fuck alone. She loves me. Fuck if I know why, but she does, so you can just butt your fuckin' dumb ass face outta it, 'cause it's none of your business. Keep outta it, you don't have a chance in hell..."
"Sorry!" B blushed, grabbin' my arm and pulling me behind her. "Sorry. She just, umm..."
"You love this girl?" Fucker asked in disbelief, with this stupid ass confused look on his face.
"I do." She nodded, still blushin'. It's cute as hell. I'm resisting the urge to stick my tongue out at him and go 'nyahh nyahhh!'
"Oh. I see... Well... I guess I wish the best of luck to the both of you. You... make a nice couple." He winced. Pretty sure I just let out a loud growl.
"Thank you." B smiled, gripping my arm all tight like she's tryin' to make me behave. Fuck that.
"Yeah. Thanks." I grumbled. Ya fuck face... "Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like some alone time with my girl." I shot him a smug look and slapped B on the ass, then took her hand and led her in the direction of our room, leavin' the moron standing there gapin' at us as we walked away.
"Faith!" She complained, still blushin' like crazy. Hope I didn't embarrass her too much. "What the hell?"
"C'mon, we don't got much time. I need to get you alone."
"Are you insane? Really, I'm a little concerned."
"Just gotta prove somethin' to myself, that's all. Fucker's got no claim on you, you're mine." I snarled, unlocking our room door and pushing it open, draggin' B in and pressin' her up against the door, closing it.
"Oh really?" She asked, her breathin' already gettin' all ragged. I swear she loves it when I get all possessive and crap like this.
"Fuckin' right. And I'm yours too, B. This ain't no one-way deal. You got me wrapped around your finger, and you know it. I've always been yours."
"I love you, Faith." She sighed, this dreamy look in her eyes. I sighed too, unable to help it. Hope I didn't flinch. This touchy-feely crap still feels weird to me. Well, not the touchin' and feelin' part, that shit's rockin', but the emotions? Yeah. Feels weird as hell.
"Love you too, B." I grinned. "Now let's get your pants off."
"Be still my heart." She giggled.
"Hey, it's hard to be romantic when there's a time limit. Now you gonna get your pants off, or do I just gotta reach on in..." I placed one hand beside her head, propping myself up against the door, and the other made its way to the top of her jeans, tuggin' at 'em a little. She just smirked at me and shook her head. "Right. I'm goin' in."
So I unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, yunno to make sure there's enough room for my hand to fit in there. She leaned in to kiss me, and brought her hands down under my jeans and placed 'em on my ass. Pretty sure I just shivered.
"Quit tryin' to distract me, B. I'm on a mission here." I growled after a minute. It was hard to pull away from her lips so I could say anything, they're addicting as hell. The moment I was done speakin' I dove right back in, unable to resist. Her eyes closed and she moaned into my mouth as my hand dipped into her jeans. I nibbled on her lower lip, causing her to growl this time, and suddenly she bit me. And fuck me I wish we had enough time for me to get my rocks off too, 'cause goddamn did that turn me on!
I tried to just push through the hornies, think of baseball and all that, but the Red Sox just weren't doin' their job this time. All I could think about were the place my fingers were now venturing, and the way B's now kissing and sucking my neck. I feel like I'm gonna explode.
"Maybe we could skip class today..." She mumbled against my neck, makin' me shiver again. I'm about half a second away from ravaging this girl like she wouldn't believe.
"We'd, uh..." Shit, did my voice just crack? What the hell? "We'd get in trouble, B... It... fuck." I hissed, as she squeezed my ass and bit down on my neck at the same time. Yeah, I'm definitely gonna explode. Motherfucker!
"Since when are you afraid of... ungh... getting in trouble?" She asked in a half moan, which tells me my hand is doin' it's job right in her pants.
Time to pick things up a bit.
"I'm not afraid of shit." I whispered, while easing three fingers up into her. Her eyes fluttered shut, and I'm feelin' pretty damn proud. Yeah that's right, I know exactly what to do to make my girl go crazy.
"Faith..." She sighed, eyes still closed. I slowly brought my fingers in and out of her, moving my thumb up to rub little circles on her clit. "I... god... Faith..." She whimpered, pumping her hips up to my hand with every thrust. I wish she let me get her pants off, 'cause I'd damn sure be on my knees right now eating her out, and with the incredible smell of her arousal, shit do I wish I could be tasting her right now.
"That's it, baby." I grinned, feelin' so damn smug that I've got her under my control like this. When I first met B, never in a million years did I think I'd be here right now in this position, fingers in her pussy as she begs me for more. It's like a dream come true, and I thank my lucky stars every time we're together like this, that she ever gave me a chance in the first place. I'm the luckiest fucker alive.
"Ungh, Faith, fuck... god..." She moaned, burying her head into the crook of my neck as her hips picked up their pace, continuing to match my fingers thrust for thrust. I'm tryin' my best not to lose my cool and tear all her clothes off with my teeth or some crap, 'cause holy motherfuck I'm so unbelievably turned on right now it's drivin' me crazy. And since it's so wicked obvious how close she is, it's takin' all my self control to just behave and let her have her moment.
Finally, a minute later she let out one last sexy as hell whimper and her breathing went all crazy, and I felt her start to clench around my fingers. I groaned and picked up the pace of my fingers, so that once her first orgasm was done she let out this incredible little girly squeal and totally came again. I growled until the spasms subsided and she relaxed against me, slowly pulling my fingers free.
"Faith?" She mumbled into my neck, still all outta breath. I've got a hand on her hips as she's leaning up on the door, and I'm pretty sure I'm the only thing keepin' her on her feet. Hell yeah, I'm good!
"Huh?" I managed to rasp out. I swear she just snickered.
"You okay?"
I just held her tighter and growled again, subtly moving a hand down to start pulling her jeans off.
"We're fuckin' skipping class today."