Scooby Gang vs. Asmodeus, the Demon Lord of Lust
Chapter 7-
"Alright then, let's begin." Giles said as he cleaned his glasses uncomfortably.
He, Xander, Oz and Anya headed down to the basement where they would perform the ritual of protection together, so as to avoid making Buffy and Faith more uncomfortable than they already were.
"So... How long are we supposed to wait before... you know?" Faith asked as she lay down on the table in the center of the room.
"Anya will tell us when to begin."
"This is kind of wierd, huh?"
"What? Having sex?"
"No, that's obviously not wierd. Not with us, anyway. I mean the fate of the world resting on you making me cum. Never thought that would happen. Kinda random, if you ask me."
"Yeah. Plus, it's even more wierd that we're doing it at the Magic Box in broad daylight."
"Nah, we've done that before."
"With Giles and the others just down stairs, knowing full well what we're doing?"
"Okay, yeah, that is a bit of a turn-off. Then again, just think of how jealous the guys are that we got each other, and they don't. Come on, the two hottest girls in Sunnydale, and we ended up together. Sorry, boys!"
"Yeah. We're lucky."
"Yeah, and when I think about that, I get all hot and bothered." Faith was very skilled at being a seductress, and Buffy now found herself becoming very aroused.
But Faith was regretting the sultry tone she had taken, the cupid's arrow now affecting her even more than it had before.
Downstairs, the rest of the gang had finally finished lighting the circle of candles. There were five candles arranged in a pentagon, a five pointed star connecting them. Xander, Giles, Anya and Oz sat in a square around the pentacle, each of them holding a lit candle. In the middle of the pentacle was a bowl full of a pinkish powder, and in each point on the star was chocolate, a rose, a golden heart-shaped pendant with a deep red ruby embedded in the center, a phial of the cupid's venom antidote, and a poem Oz had written for Willow back when they were still together.
They set their candles in front of them and joined hands. Anya had taught them what to say, and so they all began chanting in Greek.
"Αφροδίτη, θεά της ομορφιάς και της επιθυμίας, την προστασία αυτών από τους λάτρεις τις δαιμονικές δυνάμεις που απειλούν να τους παγιδεύσουν μέσα στη ζέστη του πάθους τους! Να διαφυλάξει τους από εκείνους που θα επιδιώξουν να κάνουν τους βλάψει! Την προστασία τους από αυτόν που θα τους χωρίσει! O Θεά Αφροδίτη, μπορούμε παρακαλώ εσένα!" [As I do not speak Greek, I had to rely on Google Translate for this, so if there are any Greek people reading this, I apologize for anything wrong here.]
Again and again, they chanted, and a white light enveloped them, their combined energy rising into the air, through the floor of the Magic Box, and surrounded Buffy and Faith in a small ball of shimmering light.
"I guess that's the signal." Buffy said, and Faith let go. She gave into the cupid's poisoned arrow. She leaned in and kissed Buffy passionately, erasing any and all traces of discomfort from her lover.
Before they knew it, neither of them were wearing any clothes. Buffy pushed Faith downon her back, using her hands to hold her down. She remembered what Anya had said, if the spell was to protect Faith, she had to remain as still as possible. Buffy laid down on top of Faith, her entire body weight holding the dark slayer down, their bodies meeting at every point.
Their breasts pressed firmly into each other as Buffy kissed Faith again. She pressed down on Faith with her hips, putting pressure on both slayers' sexes.
She rotated her hips a bit, grinding against her lover, and they both moaned into each other's mouths. Faith wrapped her legs around Buffy's waist, her feet almost breaking through the sphere of light. Her arms almost did the same when she wrapped them around Buffy's neck.
Buffy pushed down on Faith even more, the pressure between their vaginas growing almost painful. She ground harder and harder against Faith, her love and lust for the dark slayer fueling her actions. Soon, they were constantly moaning into each other's mouths.
Buffy was so wrapped up in Faith that she didn't even try to do anything else, she never left their current position to taste Faith's breasts, her stomach, or even her dripping womanhood, which had started to grind with Buffy.
The feeling of pleasure was too much for Buffy. THe sphere around them was giving off heat, making the girls sweaty and slick, and enhancing the smell of arousal around them. Buffy was almost unable to move, the strength of her approaching climax nearly immobilizing her.
The only thing that kept her going was her desire to rescue Willow, and Tara, and Dawn, and Kendra, and Jenny, and the forty-thousand-plus other victims of Asmodeus.
Her desire to protect Faith. For the only way to save everyone she cared about was to defeat Asmodeus.
Buffy thought back to when Faith had just woken up from her coma, the coma Buffy herself had put her in. She and Willow had been walking around on campus, talking about Faith.
"What did you tell him?" Willow asked, talking about Riley, who had not yet learned about the dark slayer.
"The truth. That she's my wacky identical cousin from England, and whenever she visits, hijinks ensues."
"It's good that you guys have such and honest relationship." Willow said sarcastically.
"No, I told him the story. I vagued up a few bits, but no flat-out lies."
"That's fair. How'd you handle the Angel-y parts?"
"I did some editing. It's not that I'm trying to hide anything from Riley. It's just that that's a longer conversation and I had a Faith hunt to do."
"Any luck?"
"Couldn't find her. Don't know exactly where to place that in the luck continuum."
"At least you're not alone on this. I'll bet every cop in Sunnydale is out there looking for her right now." Willow said, as if every cop in Sunnydale was an entire army.
"The pressure's definitely high. I'll tell you, if I were her, I'd get out of Dodge post-hasty."
"But you're not me." Faith said as she turned around to face the girls. They hadn't even noticed her standing there. "So... Check you out, B. Nice, the "Big girl on campus" thing's really working for you."
"I've been looking for you." Buffy said, no emotion showing in her voice.
"I've been standing still for eight months, B. How hard you look?" Faith asked in frustration. That had always been her problem. No one ever really cared about her, she was just Buffy the Vampire Slayer's sidekick. They claimed to care, but the second Faith takes a long nap, they forget all about her. At least, that's what Faith thought.
"Are you alright?" Buffy asked her, still hiding her emotions.
"Five by five." Faith said, using the words she always used when she was frustrated, or scared, or angry, which right now, she was all of the above, though she hid it well. "That's the thing about a coma. You wake up all rested and rejuvenated and ready for payback."
"So much for pleasantries, huh?" Buffy's disappointment showed through her mask of indifference, and for a moment, Faith actually thought that maybe Buffy had missed her. But that thought faded quickly.
"What? You think I'd wake up and we'd go for tea? You tried to gut me, blondie." Faith's anger was as evident as Buffy's disappointment.
"You'd have done the same to me if you'd had the chance."
"So let's have another go at it, see who lands on top." Faith actually kind of blushed as the image of her straddling Buffy in bed entered her mind.
"It doesn't have to be like this, you know." Buffy managed, having had the same image go through her mind.
"Actually, I think it has to be exatcly like this."
"Faith, these are innocent people."
"No such animal." Faith said as she looked around, making sure there were no cops nearby.
"I guess it was too much to hope that you'd use your down time to reflect and grow."
"Could say the same about you. I mean, you're still the same "better than thou" Buffy. I mean, I knew it somehow. I kept having this dream, I'm not sure what it means, but in the dream, this self-righteous blonde chick stabs me, and you wanna know why?"
"You had it coming." Buffy said as Willow began slowly moving behind Faith, who was focusing solely on Buffy.
"That's one interpretation, but in my dream, she does it for a guy." Faith went stiff as Willow tried to swing at her from behind. Without turning, Faith stopped her. "Try it, Red, and you lose and arm." Buffy nodded at Willow, who backed off. "I wake up to find that this blonde chick isn't even dating the guy she was so crazy about before. She's moved on to the first college beefstick she meets. And not only has she forgotten about the love of her life, she's also forgotten about the chick she nearly killed for him."
Buffy swore she heard Faith choke up on that last part, as if it hurt her more than she let on. Her eyes were also glistening with tears.
"Wow, Faith, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous."
Faith hadn't expected that one. "Of who? You? Not a chance."
"No. Not of me. Of Angel. And now, Riley."
"Why would I be jealous of them?" Faith asked, now very confused.
"'Cause they had me. They got to love me. And you never will."
That surprised Faith. She was silent for a moment as she recovered from that blow to the stomach. Buffy could see the hurt in her eyes, something that no matter how hard she tried, Faith couldn't hide.
"Do I look gay to you?" Faith asked nonchalantly, trying to cover up her reaction.
"No, but there were other clues. Like the way you danced with me at the Bronze before you killed Finch. And how you tried your worst to get me to be a bad girl like you. And when you failed to win me over, you did everything you could to hurt me."
Faith hesitated again. She hadn't realized Buffy had noticed all of that.
"Whatever. None of that means a thing. And even if I was gay, which I'm not, even if I was attracted to you, which I'm not, and never have been, you still tried to kill me. That's not something you can just kiss and make up over. I'm still gonna get my revenge. Your mistake was not pulling my plug."
With that, Faith ran off. She hid her tears until she was well away from campus.
"Wow. Talk about anger management issues." Willow said.
"Yeah. Sad thing is, she's right." Willow looked at Buffy as if she was insane. "I definitely should have pulled her plug." Buffy's voice was, once again, emotionless, and Willow noticed.
"I don't know. Did you hear the way her voice changed after you said she was into you?"
"Your point is?"
"I think you hit the right button."
"What do you mean?"
"You know... that she's... you know... for you."
"Wait, you actually think Faith is really in love with me?" Buffy asked her doubtfully.
"Well, maybe not. Not now, anyway. But she definitely used to be."
"Oh well. Doesn't change anything, anyway."
"True, it's not like the feelings were mutual." When Buffy didn't respond, Willow grew skeptical. "Buffy?"
"Yeah?"
"The feelings weren't mutual, were they?"
Buffy hesitated before answering. "O-o-of course not." She stuttered.
That had been the moment Buffy, and Willow, realized her feelings for the dark slayer, though they didn't verbally acknowledge them until Willow brought Faith back from L. A. to help fight the First.
This memory surfaced in Buffy's mind, causing her to falter in her movements, but she recovered quickly, thinking about how she and Faith made up, followed quickly by making out. Willow had been there, but Buffy didn't care as she attached her lips to Faith's. When she kissed her Faith was confused at first, but quickly found herself kissing back, even wrapping her arms around Buffy's neck.
"Oh god! Buffy!" Faith gasped as the ecstasy got to her. Her climax was coming fast, and then the fun would begin.
Buffy moaned and leaned down to kiss Faith's neck. She sicked on Faith's pulse as she redoubled her efforts, speeding up immensely, and Faith's body started shaking. They ground against each other harder and harder, their sweaty bodies slickly reducing the friction and increasing the amound of pleasure they gave each other as their breasts rubbed against each other in time with the movement of their hips.
Buffy was struggling to support herself on her arms, until they finally collapsed. The sudden weight of her lover on top of her pushed Faith over the edge as she came hard, her juices soaking Buffy's sex, the sensation pushing Buffy over the edge as well.
Buffy screamed against Faith's neck as she continued to grind against her, pushing them to their limits and beyond. Finally, neither Buffy nor Faith could move any more, and merely lay in each other's embrace until a red light announced Asmodeus' arrival at the Magic Box.
He appeared above them and reached for Faith. His hand hit the barrier, and he pulled it back, smoking.
"Ooh, clever girls. I suppose Anyanka put this barrier up to protect you. And what, you thought it would buy you time, release some of that tension until you could find a way to defeat me?"
Buffy was stunned as she gazed up into Faith's face, though Faith was still right beside her.
"Asmodeus?"
"Ah, yes. I suppose you see in me the girl you only moments ago were so intimate with. Yes, I am Asmodeus."
"Well, you're wrong about what's going on."
"Oh? Do explain."
"We did this so that you couldn't take Faith when we summoned you."
"Oh? So it was your intention to summon me? So what, you could barter for the lives of your friends?"
"Yup. And the other forty-thousand-something victims you've taken."
"I see. Now, tell me, how did you intend to accomplish this?"
"By offering you a trade. Your life for the victims."
"Well, as I'm sure Anyanka told you, I'm rather fond of not dying, so you make an appealing offer, though, my life isn't yours to offer."
"Really? 'Cause there are two slayers here who would gladly kill you."
"You really didn't think this through, did you? You both are too tired from your... activities to fight me. Not to mention, if Miss Lehane here did so much as step outside of this barrier, I would take her, and I would have my last victim."
"Fine, I can kill you myself."
"No, I'm afraid you can't. For one, as I said, you're too tired from making love to Miss Lehane. And two, even at your best, any attempts to kill me would be futile. My life force is tied directly to the mere idea of desire in humans. So long as desire exists, so, too, shall I. As long as there is desire, I cannot be killed."
Buffy was shocked. She hadn't thought that such a thing was possible. Desire was part of human nature. There was no way to erase desire from human nature, it just couldn't be done.
"I'll tell you what, though. Because of the genius way in which you protected your lover, I'll let you slide this time. I'll let you off with a warning. I won't take Miss Lehane this time. But don't do it again, because I won't be so lenient then." With that, Asmodeus disappeared. Not five seconds later, the barrier dropped.
And Buffy felt hopeless. She curled up against Faith, who had lost consciousness before Asmodeus appeared, and cried.
Well? Care to venture a guess as to whether or not they manage to beat Asmodeus? And if so, how do they do it? In any case, please review!
