Ready?
The world spun and shifted around her, images dropping away like liquid crystal, bleeding back into her subconscious as she re-joined the waking world. The room was completely dark, not even a shimmer of the moon broke through the heavy curtain in the room. She wondered where everyone was, wondered when the sounds of bodies pleasuring bodies faded into the darkness.
Wondered where the body that had pleasured her own had disappeared to.
"Didn't think you'd be awake so soon." And there she was now. Standing back in the shadows of the room, next to one of the windows, peeking around the curtains to look at the darkness that the night had to offer. Darkness that was no longer safe for a slayer to be out in. Not with the uber vamps and the First roaming freely, just waiting to pick them off one by one.
"Need a bell for your neck." She could feel Buffy's smirk through the darkness, feel the tingling of the blonde's presence as it twirled around the room.
"Been taking stealth lessons from Spike." The blonde said without looking away from the window.
"Where's everyone?"
"Sleeping. Must've tired themselves out." Faith smirked, sitting up in the bed and letting the sheets fall down and pool in her lap, showing Buffy her smooth, porcelain skin with a smirk.
"Couldn't sleep?"
"I'm not the one that passed out." Faith raised an eyebrow and smirked more. No, probably true. She did pass out, but then, who knew that the little blonde could be so vicious and thirsty in bed?
"You gotta plan." It wasn't a question, but a statement of truth. She could read Buffy like an open book, could see the violence that tainted her soul, the singing of her blood in a fight. Knew what kept the slayer awake on nights just like this one, when the exhaustion of sex should have knocked her clean out.
"They always go where the power is. Caleb said it was the seal."
"But he ain't staying there. He's somewhere else."
"He's where the power is. They always go where the power is." Buffy pushed away from the wall, removing her dressing gown as she approached the bed, offering up her naked flesh to Faith's hungry eyes.
"Recon?" she crawled up the bed, smirking as she straddled her lover's waist, wrapping her arms around her neck and twisting her fingers into tangled brunette hair.
"Recon. But not right now." Faith leaned back on her hands, her smirk re-appearing as she took in the look in Buffy's eyes.
"You ready?"
"Aren't I always?"