Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Title: Euphoria
Author: jazzman31
Rating: M
Warning: This is a femme slash fic. If you do not like this type of fiction, then you shouldn't read it. Contains a mild love scene between two 15 yr. old girls. If you don't like that, then don't read.
Christmas Morning - Chase Manor
Faith moaned in her sleep, and rolled over to pull the body that she had fallen asleep holding closer to her. When her hand didn't touch anything she ended her blind search by opening her eyes. She saw her bed companion silently giggling at her, and she growled low in her throat and pounced. Faith wrestled with her bed companion, eventually getting the upper hand and tickling the already squealing redhead.
"Okay, I give," the bed companion managed between laughs.
"I don't think so, Twinkie. You'll just turn on me the second I let ya go," Faith said, and stared into the green eyes before her.
"You found me out," Willow said, as she bucked against Faith, in an attempt to push her off. No small feat considering Faith was straddling her and had her arms pinned above her head at the wrist.
"You'd better watch that, or you'll start something you can't finish," Faith warned against Willow's constant bucking against her naked body.
"Oh, I finish everything I start," Willow said, her voice dropping an octave in imitation of the husky drawl that Faith always used.
"That so?" Faith questioned, her lips brushing against Willow's ear. Willow arched her back, and whimpered beneath Faith's touch.
"Oh, yeah," Willow said, using her freshly freed hands to trace patterns on Faith's bare back.
"Mmm," Faith said, and buried her face in Willow's neck. She sucked lightly at Willow's pulse point and smiled into the skin there when she heard a moan of approval. Faith then made a trail down to Willow's collarbone, alternating kisses and love bites, and then she repeated the action up the other side of Willow's neck. When she reached the redhead's ear, she sucked the lobe into her mouth and then bit it gently soothing the bite with her tongue and lips. Willow moaned low in her chest, and Faith smiled again. This is what she needed. This is what she craved, the feel of her girlfriend's naked body against her own. Faith lifted her head, and gazed down into Willow's emerald eyes. She lost herself in those eyes every time. She stretched her legs out, and slid a well-toned thigh between Willow's and positioned herself onto one of Willow's own thighs. She leaned down and brushed her lips against Willow's, and then they slowly deepened the kiss. Faith, pressed their bodies closer together as they lost themselves in the intensity of the kiss. Faith laced their fingers together and held them above their heads, as their lovemaking ensued. They moved against each other in that age-old rhythm, and climbed the peak of ecstasy together. Faith stared into Willow's eyes as they neared the top, and just as she felt herself fall over the edge she leaned down and ensnared Willow's lips in a fiery kiss, swallowing both of their screams of pleasure. Faith, buried her face into Willow's hair as she attempted to regain her breath.
"Maybe next time, we'll actually get some foreplay in," Willow teased, and Faith just feigned a hurt look.
"You didn't enjoy yourself?" Faith asked, with mock indignation.
"I must say that I did have a pretty nice time, but I've also had better," Willow teased, batting her eyelashes.
"Oh, really? And tell me, just who gave you this better time?"
"Oh, I don't know, some girl with dark hair, and soft lips with a cleft in the bottom one. She's got great abs, and a tattoo of her clan's mark on her right arm, and a butterfly on her back, and one more that only she and I know the location and what it says," Willow said, with a blush.
"Hmm, she sounds like my kind of people. Where is this other tattoo, and what does it say?" Faith asked, attempting to sound curious and innocent at the same time.
"Well, if I remember correctly, it's right …" Willow began, as she trailed her hand between their bodies down Faith's arm, over her finely toned abs, her hip, and finally to the inside of her left thigh, where she traced the six letters that were intricately drawn there. "Here," Willow whispered huskily, and trailed her fingers up a little further to the folds of Faith's sex.
"God, Red, fuck, stop… no … don't stop," Faith whispered, in Willow's ear.
"Which is it?" Willow whispered seductively into Faith's ear, as her fingers danced around Faith's entrance. "Stop?" Willow asked as she stilled her hands, and she smiled wickedly when she heard Faith whimper. "Or, not?" Willow asked, as she slipped one finger inside of Faith. Faith opened her legs wider to allow Willow to penetrate her more, but Willow pulled her finger out and flipped Faith onto her back. Faith squealed, and looked into the emerald pools that hovered above her. Willow kissed Faith's lips softly, teasingly. Willow made soft butterfly kisses down Faith's neck, and over her collarbone. She kissed down the raven-haired beauty's chest, pausing to briefly tease the dark peaks she found there, but not for long. She continued her trail of kisses down to Faith's navel, where she again paused to swirl her tongue inside of it. Willow nibbled the sensitive flesh of Faith's belly below her navel, then down her right leg to her foot, and up her left to the juncture of her thighs pausing to trace the six letters written there with her tongue, which caused Faith to moan loudly. Willow moved her head, slightly to the left, and tasted her lover's essence. They moaned in unison, and Willow gently parted the folds of Faith's sex with her fingers. Willow pushed Faith higher and higher until finally she shattered, and bit her lip to keep from screaming. Willow drew out Faith's release with her fingers and mouth. When Willow had had her fill, she slowly slid up Faith's body until they were face to face.
"You haven't lost it," Faith said, appreciatively, trying to regain her breath.
"Neither have you," Willow said with a blush, as her mind traveled back to the previous night.
"So are you hungry?' Faith asked, as her own stomach growled.
"Not as hungry as you," Willow said with a devilish grin.
"Well, I guess, I'll go make myself some breakfast, and you can just fend for yourself," Faith said, as she rolled them over so that she was on top of Willow. Faith moved to get up, but she was held fast by Willow's arms and legs. "You still want more?" Faith asked, her trademark smirk in place.
"Always," Willow whispered, and pulled Faith's head down to hers, and kissed her gently on the mouth. What started out as a gentle kissed turned rapidly into a passionate kiss with fighting tongues and roaming hands. Just when things were really heating up, a throat was cleared. The girls slowed the kiss, and finally ended it, panting for breath, desire coursing through their veins.
"That was hot," the voice said.
"No shit," Faith said, glaring at the intruder.
"Hey, I knocked, but you two were too preoccupied to hear it. It's Christmas, why aren't you downstairs already?" Cordelia asked.
"I was giving and receiving my presents," Faith said, pulling the covers over their naked bodies.
"Yeah, well, you'd better wrap it up, Dawn is going to pester Chase until he comes up here himself, and we don't want that happening, so get your ass downstairs pronto," Cordelia said.
"We'll be down after a shower, I can't think with Willow's scent all over me," Faith said, wiggling her eyebrows at the redhead.
"That's the point," Willow whispered huskily into Faith's ear, and Faith moaned loudly.
"You guys should probably shower separately, with cold water," Cordelia suggested.
"Yeah, good idea," Faith said, sliding out of the bed.
"Have you ever heard of modesty? Ladies should be modest, y'know?" Cordelia said, at the sight of her naked sister.
"Yes, ladies should be," Faith said, and she walked to her dresser and pulled out a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt, along with a matching bra and panty set. "Hey C, I'm gonna use your shower, okay?" Faith said, glancing at her sister.
"You should probably put a robe on, I think Buffy is still sleeping. I was sent to retrieve everyone, and when did you get a tattoo right there?" Cordelia asked, as she and Faith headed for the door, Faith ignored her completely. Faith paused at the door and blew Willow a kiss, and then walked down the hall to shower. Willow sighed deeply, and then smiled. She slid from the bed, and walked the short trip to the bathroom naked. She turned the water on and let it flow over her body, and she began to wash her hair. She smiled to herself as she remembered various events from the previous week. She was so grateful that Faith had decided to wait until after Christmas to get her surgery, not that she wanted Faith to wait any longer to be rid of the tumor, but still at least she wasn't in the hospital for Christmas. She was so in love with that girl, she didn't know what she was going to do if she ever lost her.
"Need a hand?" said a very familiar voice from behind her, and she shrieked, and glared at the intruder.
"You do realize that there are better ways of getting my attention, don't you?" Willow asked the intruder, who at that moment stepped into the shower.
"Like this?" the intruder asked, sliding her arms around Willow's waist and pulling her close ensnaring her lips in a fiery kiss at the same time.
"Yes, definitely. I thought you were showering in Cordelia's room?" Willow said after she'd recovered from the kiss.
"I decided that I should give you a hand at washing your back, and then you could maybe return the favor for me," Faith said, softly.
"That sounds great, but we have to hurry, or Chase is gonna catch an eyeful when he comes to drag us downstairs," Willow said, as she turned her back to Faith. They washed each other's backs quickly, and left the other to wash the rest, knowing that if they washed anything else their time in the shower would be extended by a couple of hours. They were walking down the stairs just as Chase was coming up.
"It's about time," Chase said, exasperatedly. "Where are the others?"
"The others? Like who?" Faith asked.
"Yeah, like Buffy, Spike, Angel, Anya, Xander, Wesley, and Cordelia?" Chase said.
"I dunno, I was waiting for Willow," Faith said.
"Yep, and I just got out of the shower," Willow supplied, it wasn't a lie exactly; Faith had indeed finished before Willow and had been dressed long before Willow exited the shower.
"Well, I guess I'd better go retrieve them. You two go ahead down, and keep Dawn out of the presents until we're all down there with our cameras ready."
"Will do, Chase," Faith said, with a salute.
"Actually I was talking to Willow, and keep her out of them too," Chase said as he walked away.
"Hey, I'm not that bad," Faith said, with a pout.
"Yes, actually you are," Willow said, with a devilish grin.
"Oh, really. If I am it's because of you," Faith said, with a smirk, and then she walked downstairs to the den where Joyce, Giles, and Dawn were waiting.
"Well, if you two are already down here, where is everyone else? I expected you two to be last, considering …" Dawn said, her voice trailing off after seeing the look that Faith flashed her.
"Hey, I'm sorry that I'm a growing girl, who needs a lot of love," Faith said wiggling her eyebrows at Willow.
Upstairs
Chase walked down the hall reaching Xander's room first. He stood outside the door and listened to all of the guys talking.
"So, she's goes in tomorrow at what time?" Angel asked.
"Um, she wants to take Willow shopping first thing, and then she checks in at four, and her surgery is at six," Xander supplied.
"How is Willow handling it?" Wesley asked, concern lacing his voice.
"She pretends that she's fine, but when she's alone she cries a lot," Spike said, as she slipped a t-shirt over his head.
"When is she alone?" Angel asked.
"Well, week before last Mum called her home for a few days, and she cried the entire time," Spike said.
"I hope that things get better for them. I hate knowing that Faith could die before she turns sixteen. She'll miss out on so much stuff. This is so frustrating. I just want her to be better, and I want them to be able to have a normal life not one with Faith sick, and Willow crying," Xander said, with an exasperated sigh. Chase decided that was his cue to interrupt.
"Hey guys its Christmas. Time to open presents," Chase said, and waited until they were all out of the room and headed downstairs before walking further down the hall to inform the girls.
"I just don't get it. Why would she want to stay with someone who is dying?" Buffy asked, her tone bordering on whining.
"Because they have great sex," Anya said, nonchalantly.
"Great sex has nothing to do with it," Cordelia defended.
"Of course it does, if it didn't then they wouldn't be together now," Anya said, pointedly.
"They're in love, have you seen the way that they look at each other. I'm happy for them, and that is all that should be said about the entire thing. If that's what they want, then that is up to them to decide, not us. We are just here to support them, not dictate their lives," Cordelia said, and she headed for the door. Chase had to chuckle at Cordelia's devotion to her sister no matter what. It was the Chase way, and she was definitely a Chase. He knocked on the door, and Cordelia answered it but not before Buffy threw her piece in.
"I think that Willow is crazy. How will she be able to handle it if Faith does die?" Buffy said, her comment floating in the air.
"Hey, I thought you were coming back," Chase said, after the door opened.
"I was, but I got sidetracked," Cordelia said, as she tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
"C'mon girls, before Faith and Dawn have a field day with the gifts," Chase said, opening the door wider. The girls filed out, and walked down stairs. As they walked by he found out the reason that it had taken them so long. They had all taken showers and applied makeup. He had to chuckle again, women. He didn't understand why Faith and Willow hadn't bothered getting all dolled up for each other, but then again that was what he liked about their relationship. They were comfortable with the other, and didn't hide their flaws from each other. He sighed as he made his way back down the stairs to the den. He picked his video camera up, and instructed the kids to pass out one gift to everyone, and then he went around the room filming each person opening their gifts.
Chase Manor - Den
Fred and Gunn stopped by to open presents, and ended up staying the rest of the day. Gifts were given and received. Fred's favorite gift was from Faith; she'd been given a set of new drumsticks and a drum machine so that she could tap out her beats and know what she was playing. Gunn's favorite gift was from Faith as well; in fact everyone's favorite gifts were from Faith. She somehow knew exactly what to get everyone, and she wanted this Christmas to be memorable just in case. She'd gotten Gunn a vinyl copy of the Beatles White album. For Buffy she got a custom made CD with all of Buffy's favorite artists. For Angel she got an art book that focused specifically on Goya. For Spike, she got a leather duster to replace the one that she had ruined. For Anya, she got a book on self-control. For Xander she got the first copy of X-Men ever published. For Wesley, she got a history book that focused on the ancient Mayans. For Chase, she drew a picture of the three girls. For Joyce, she drew a family portrait of all of them. For Cordelia she got a locket that had her solo picture on one side and a picture of all of the Chase family on the other side. For Dawn, she got a journal like the one she had, but she had it engraved. For Giles she got a copy of A Christmas Carol, by Charles Dickens. They had had a tradition when she was younger, in which Giles would read them the book after Christmas dinner. It was like having a huge family, Faith mentioned that when he opened his gift, and Giles suggested that they resume the tradition. For Willow she made a CD of her original work on it, but her real gift was for later. No one was able to get Faith something that she really appreciated or thought was outstanding, except Willow, of course. Willow got Faith a puppy. A miniature Doberman, which Faith named Max. Faith and Willow retreated upstairs to get dressed for dinner, and after dinner they changed back into their casual clothes. Everyone gathered in the den, occupying various parts of it. Cordelia and Wesley sat on the loveseat, their hands interlaced. Dawn sat at their feet with Sebastian, the dog, and Spike close by; but not too close. Buffy and Angel sat curled around each other on the floor leaning against the love seat. Xander and Anya sat close together leaning against the couch. Giles sat in the grandfather chair with the book in his lap, and Joyce sat next to him in an overstuffed chair. Chase sat in another chair, which he'd dragged over to be a part of the group. Fred sat on Gunn's lap as he lounged in a beanbag chair. Willow and Faith occupied the couch; Willow was leaning against the arm of the couch and Faith was lying on her stomach against Willow. Her head was resting on Willow's chest and Willow was stroking her hair while Faith petted her new puppy. Faith turned over onto her back and picked the puppy up and held her while they listened as Giles' voice rang out clear and even as he began reading the book. They all settled into a euphoric state of happiness, as they let Giles' voice wash over them.
Faith's Room later that night
"That was so much fun," Willow said, as they got ready for bed. "Dad really surprised us all with his reading voice. I'm glad you got that for him, maybe now we can start a tradition of him reading it every Christmas."
"Yeah, I'd like that," Faith said, as she pushed her pants down her legs. There was a knock on the door, and then it opened without permission.
"Willow, honey, oh, sorry," Joyce said, blushing at the sight of Faith in a t-shirt and panties.
"It's okay, Mrs. G," Faith said pulling her pants up. "I'll change in the bathroom," Faith said, and then headed towards the bathroom with her pajamas.
"You're actually going to wear pajamas?" Joyce asked, disbelief evident in her voice.
"Yes, I own some, and I figured that when you guys come to wake us up to go shopping tomorrow you wouldn't appreciate it very much to see me naked," Faith said, it was no secret that Faith slept in the nude, even when she and Willow were just friends.
"How considerate of you," Joyce said, with a smile, and Faith continued her trek to the bathroom.
"So, Mom, what's up?" Willow asked, nervously.
"I just wanted to see how you were. I've missed you while I was away," Joyce said, taking her daughter into her arms. Joyce and Giles had gone to England for a short vacation in celebration of Giles's birthday. It was a gift from Chase. He even allowed Spike, Buffy, and Willow to stay over while they were gone.
"I've missed you too, Mom," Willow said, returning the hug.
"How are things with Faith?" Joyce asked, looking into Willow's eyes..
"Things are okay. We are back to normal as far as things go for us," Willow said, blushing a bit at the meaning behind what she had said, as she absently petted the puppy.
"That's good. I guess you're doing okay, then?" Joyce asked, patting Willow's shoulder.
"I guess, I just don't know. She won't talk about it, and it frustrates me because she's like in denial that she's even sick. I'm so scared, that she's going to have the surgery and not come back to me."
"Honey, think positively. Things will work out for the best in the end, no matter what the outcome," Joyce said.
"I guess you're right, but still I can't help but think that she may not come back to me. That she won't be in my arms when I wake up every morning. That she won't be there to hold me when I cry. I can't imagine what it would be like to not be able to make love to her, and taste her lips. I guess, you didn't want to hear that, glad I stopped myself before I got really graphic."
"It's okay honey. I know what it's like to be in love and to want to devour your lover. Remember tonight may be your last night to tell her how you feel. Don't regret anything. Good night, and I'll make sure to knock and wait for an answer next time," Joyce said, and then she left the room.
"What was that about?" Faith asked as she made her way out of the bathroom, clad in a pair of hot pants, and barely-there tank top.
"That's getting dressed?" Willow asked, her mouth watering at the sight of the brunette.
"Well, it's more clothes than I usually wear," Faith admitted.
"I can see your nipples," Willow said, reaching out and touching of the hard peaks straining against the top.
"I know, and don't change the subject," Faith said, as they climbed into bed.
"I wouldn't dream of it. Mom just wanted to know if we were doing okay, and how we were adjusting to things," Willow said, as she snuggled into Faith's body. They lay in comfortable silence for a while.
"So, Red, what's on the agenda for tonight?" Faith asked, stroking the redhead's hair, and breaking the silence.
"Sleep," Willow said with a yawn.
"Before you go to sleep, I have something for you," Faith said, reaching into her nightstand and retrieving a box wrapped in plaid paper. Faith handed the box to Willow carefully, and watched as her girlfriend ripped the paper off.
"It's beautiful, Faith," Willow whispered, as she held up the necklace.
"It was my mom's," Faith said, softly.
"Faith, I can't accept this, you should," Willow began, but was cut short by Faith.
"Willow, I wouldn't want anyone else in the world to have this, but you. I was going to give it to you even if we hadn't gotten back together, just because I want you to have it. Open it," Faith urged. Willow did as she was told, and opened the locket. She smiled at the two pictures of Faith; one at the age of three the other at fifteen.
"Thank you, Faith. I love you," Willow said, and then she ensnared Faith's lips into a kiss in an attempt to show her every emotion she was feeling.
"You're welcome," Faith murmured against Willow's lips. When the kiss ended, they were both breathless, and Faith put the locket on Willow's neck.
"I have something for you, too," Willow said, as she slipped out of the bed, and made her way to her overnight bag. She pulled out a box, and carried it over to Faith. Faith opened it slowly, and grinned devilishly when she saw what was inside.
"I can't believe you remembered," Faith said, as she pulled the object from the box.
"Of course I remembered, it was their only album you didn't have. Open the case," Willow urged, as Faith admired the artwork on the case of the Vines album.
"Are you wearing this underneath that shirt?" Faith asked, her eyes flitting back and forth between the picture in her hand and the redhead in her bed.
"Why don't you find out?" Willow suggested, and the album and picture were both forgotten as Faith took Willow up on that offer; all night. They settled down for a peaceful sleep around 2 am. Faith held her girl tightly fighting off the tears of fear that had crept up on her. She didn't have a very good feeling about the operation, but she wasn't going to let anyone know, especially not Willow.