"Giles, I want you to tell me everything you know about mating!"
"I beg your pardon?!"
Oh... right, that probably wasn't a good way to start a conversation. I think I should have started with something simpler, like "hi", or "good morning". And oh my god this is probably twice as uncomfortable now because of that whole underwear incident from earlier! I don't think the poor guy will ever be able to look me in the eyes again...
"Sorry. I just meant, you know, about werewolves... if you know anything about their mates, what happens with that. I really should have had a better opening line, right?"
"I, eh... yes. Well, I've been going over the books since we've encountered Faith, and I believe I have a sufficient amount of information for you to be able to ask me any questions directly." I gave him a blank stare, and he just sighed and took off his glasses. Does he ever keep those things on when I'm around? "What did you want to know, exactly?"
"Whatever you've got! For example, how would a werewolf know if she - err, it - has found its mate? Is there a way to tell?"
"I do assume this is Faith we're talking about."
"Let's just make it a hypothetical here, save ourselves the uncomfortableness."
"Fair enough." He smiled, seemingly thankful for that. "Well, one way to tell if a werewolf has found their mate, is that there is an immediate attraction. They won't be able to help themselves from wanting to be closer to the person, and they will grow exceptionally possessive over them. It is as if their entire world revolves around them."
Alright, that definitely sounds a lot like what Faith was saying in the kitchen. I think we're in 'mate' territory here.
"What else is there?"
"Not much more, the books I've read don't go into a whole lot of detail over this sort of thing."
"Is it true? That... they only have one mate in their life? Once they find them, their dating life is dead?"
"I believe that factor to be true. Once a werewolf has found their mate, no one else will ever be able to fully satisfy them. They will remain true for the rest of their existence."
"Oh."
I guess I can see why she would freak, it's a lot of pressure to put on your new girlfriend. "Hey, just realized I'm destined to spend the rest of my life with you, and if you turn me down i'll never find happiness again." God, that is so horrible!! But did she really think I would turn her down? Would I turn her down?? Forever is a pretty long time...
"You believe that Faith has chosen you as her mate."
"Giles! Hypothetical, remember??"
"Of course. My mistake." He smirked. "Forget that I said a thing."
"Yo G, got some questions to ask ya!" I heard coming from the doorway as Faith came strolling in, immediately freezing in her tracks once she noticed I'm here. "Err... Oh. Never mind."
"Faith!" I squealed, not realizing until afterward just how weird it sounded. Thankfully though I was able to make the moment all the more strange by running over to wrap her up in a hug that would strangle her if she didn't have all that wolfy strength. It probably still hurt a little though... I couldn't help it, I don't want her to get away again!
"Um... Right... Sorry 'bout the whole ditchin' ya with yer ma thing, that was pretty shitty of me wasn't it. Um, I brought the plates back though, in case you were wonderin', left 'em on the doorstep."
"I don't care, I'm just glad you're here now." I mumbled into her shoulder, still clinging for dear life. At least she isn't trying to push me away.
"Perhaps I should head to my office. Give you girls a chance to talk." Giles said, picking his books up off the desk to go into his office. I'm starting to think he has no clue what we did on that desk not too long ago... And I'm not going to be the one to tell him!
I finally decided it was time to pull away a little bit - only because she tried to sit down and I wasn't really helping. I made sure to grab hold of one of her hands though, just in case she does decide to make a run for it.
"What are we supposed to talk about?" She asked, looking all nervous so she probably knows already.
"I... I heard everything, in the kitchen. What you and mom said." Just as I thought she tried to bolt, but I just pulled her right back. She wasn't expecting that, so the force of it sent her sprawling down on to her butt.
"Ahh!! Fuck, B! What the fuck was that for..."
"I'm not letting you run away again, you big baby!"
"I wasn't gonna..."
"Oh please, why do you think you're laying on your ass right now? You just tried to!" She remained silent, not getting back up or looking at me. I rolled my eyes and sat down on the ground next to her. "Faith, do you really think... well, do you think that wolf part of you has really chosen me?"
"Doesn't matter." I punched her on the shoulder in annoyance, making her flinch and look over at me all hurt. "Hey! What the fuck, B?"
"Just answer the question."
I tried to ignore how cute she looks right now, all grumpy that I'm forcing into a serious conversation. She even has a little pout.
"Aight, fine! Yes goddammit, I... I know that it has." She grumbled, rubbing at her shoulder. I hope I didn't hurt her, I got so used to not holding back, it was probably way harder than I intended! "I don't know how or why I'm so sure, but ever since your ma brought it up... it's like it just clicked, yunno? I can feel it. I can feel that a part of me chose you, did right from the beginnin'. Why else would I have followed you home and crap, right? I normally hate people when I'm all wolfed out, never wanted to get anywhere near 'em."
"You don't like them much when you're human either." I joked, trying to lighten up the talk. She just seems so sad that she had to tell me all of this, she must be worried i'll reject her. I feel horrible that she would even think that.
"C'mon B, you can't really be cool with all this." Yup. Exactly what I figured. "You don't have to do anythin' special, stick around 'cause of the way I'm... yunno... fated to be in love with only you for the rest of my life and all that."
"Why on earth would I do that?"
"Well, 'cause you're such a good person. It's totally somethin' you would do." My response was punching her in the shoulder again. She looked twice as surprised that time. "What the fuck! It's already bruised, goddamn it..."
"Faith, I'm not going to stick around because of pity." Her face fell a little bit at that. I held on to both of her hands and took a deep breath, trying to calm my heart over what I'm going to say next, since it just went into total overdrive. "But I am going to stay because... because I'm in love with you."
I swear her eyes went to three times their normal size from shock. It would've been funny in any other situation.
"You're what??"
"In love with you. I love you, Faith." Oh boy, am I crying? It feels like I'm crying. I'm such a girl!!
"Don't fuck with me, B. If you're gonna dump me just do it, don't play these stupid mind games." She mumbled, emotions conflicting obviously in her eyes. I know she believes me, but there's still just a little part of her that doesn't, and it's trying to overpower everything else.
"Do you want me to hit you again?" She inched a way a bit. I rolled my eyes and inched closer, my grip on her hands tightening. "Think about it. What we did on the table this morning..." I brought a hand up to run along the broken and splintered part on the edge of the table, blushing a little at the memory. "Do I seem like the kind of person to do that with just anyone?" She shrugged. I had to hold back the need to punch her again. "Well I'm not! I wouldn't even consider doing that with anyone else, I mean it's a very public place, and poor Giles would have a stroke if he found out, not to mention - "
"Buffy!" She interrupted, looking amused at my rambling with a sweet little grin. "You're sayin' that you're really serious here?"
"Of course I am, doofus!" I couldn't resist getting another punch in, but she actually managed to block it this time.
"Nice, keep tryin' to hit the girl you're in love with. Real mature." She snickered, shoving me in what I can only describe as a playful manner.
"It's just how I show my love." I smiled, batting my eyelashes innocently. I noticed her eyes start to darken, letting me know she's thinking of something... well, naughty.
"Call me crazy, but I prefer what we did on the table." She whispered, voice all husky and dripping with lust. I'm trying not to let it show how it effected me.
"Yeah?"
"Fuckin' right 'yeah'." She smirked, moving over until she was practically sitting on my lap. I was frozen to the spot, unable to move even if I want to. And I really don't want to... "Wouldn't mind a repeat right now."
"Giles... he's right in the other room..." I think she can tell how close I am to cracking. She tugged me up, running us into the cage with her eyes continuing to darken.
"Privacy corner, remember? Even if he manages to come in here without us hearing him comin', he wouldn't be able to see. We'll just have to stay quiet."
"I don't - I don't know, this is different, there wasn't anybody in the other room this morning..."
"Please, Buffy." She pleaded, holding on to both of my hands, tangling our fingers together. She pulled a little so that we're now barely an inch apart, which just managed to make my argument fade away. "I need you." Well, how could I say no to that?
"What do you need me to do?" I whispered, my breath already becoming erratic. She continued to walk until her back was pressed against the side of the cage, angled so we were hidden perfectly by the hanging blankets.
"I need you to fuck me." She growled, dark eyes piercing into mine. "Take me, make me yours. I need to know that I'm yours." Fear started to creep in, after I realized that I've never touched another woman before. Not like this, not so intimately. What if I do something wrong? What if she doesn't like it? "Buffy..."
I glanced up to see a look of total desperation, lust, and I'm pretty sure there's love in there too. My worries started to ease away little by little, just seeing the way she's looking at me like that with so much emotion. Like nothing I could do right now would be wrong.
I reached down to unbutton and unzip her jeans with shaky hands, trying my best to not overthink things. She leaned in to kiss me soft and sweet, taking my hand to slowly move it so that my fingers were just barely inside of her jeans, letting go as I moved it a little lower down.
"I've never... I haven't done this before..." I whispered, my movements becoming a little more hesitant as I started to feel the first traces of her pubic hair. She kissed me again, I guess as a distraction. Which worked because I'm suddenly thinking a lot less than I was just a few seconds ago.
I let out a little gasp as I'm now able to feel how wet she is, the warmth seeping out over my fingers as I started to explore the most intimate part of her body. Enjoying the way she's biting her lip, clearly trying to hold back. I know it probably wouldn't bother her if Giles heard, but she knows it would bother me, so I can't help but smile a little at her thoughtfulness.
She let out a moan as I went over what felt like just a little bump. I went over it again, pressing down a bit harder this time. She moaned again, eyes squeezing shut as she tried to keep more from coming out, so I'm starting to think that I've just found her clitoris.
"Fuck, Buffy...." She whispered. "I need... need to feel you inside of me... put your fingers inside of me." I moved my hand down to do as she asked, gently sliding one inside of her, enjoying the way it felt like she was trying to pull me in deeper. I started to slowly move it in and out, mapping her out, trying to memorize every little part of her. "More." She pleaded, hips starting to rock back and forth against my hand.
I slid another in, amazed at just how incredible and unique it feels to be doing this to her, literally just holding her in the palm of my hand. The warm wetness seeping out all around my fingers as they're pulled and sucked inside of her, the pleasure I'm causing obvious by the look on her face. I pressed my palm against her clit, causing her to let out a loud groan and bring her arms around me, hands clutching at the bottom of my shirt.
I decided to do something a little extreme then. She did say she wanted me to claim her, right? Maybe it's just the slayer in me that's feeling the sudden need to do this, I don't know, I just know that it's something I'm dying to do.
I leaned in, placing my lips against her neck, feeling her pulse up against them. Then I slowly opened my mouth, biting down roughly on to the skin.
"FUCK!!" She shouted, a sudden flood of warmth pouring out as my fingers became trapped inside of her. I watched in fascination as her face contorted into a look of pure pleasure, little whimpers and moans coming out even though she had bit down on her lip again to try and conceal them. After a few seconds the grip on my fingers released and she opened her eyes to look down at me, a tear rolling down her cheek.
"Faith?" I asked, using my free hand to reach up and wipe it away. She just pulled me closer, nuzzling her face into my neck.
"I love you, Buffy." She whispered, clinging tightly to me. I just held her back, my heart filling from her words.