Faith's kisses felt so good. Buffy could taste beer on her lips and tongue, and even though it wasn't her favorite drink, she didn't care. Faith's tongue was so tender, so inviting and playful, Buffy couldn't stop kissing her. Those kisses were making her drunk, driving her insane, turning her into a whole new Buffy. The Buffy that didn't just think about her job and responsibilities, but wanted to enjoy life, love and the whole package that came with being Faith's girlfriend. For the first time in a very long, long time, Buffy felt like she belonged somewhere and wasn't just passing by and observing other people's happiness.
There were times Buffy thought everyone else lived their lives and she was the only one without a loving partner and a quality relationship. Tara and Willow were so happy together, Xander and Anya's relationship was a really fun one, she wondered if she'd ever find someone to love and have such fun with. All of her friends had found a significant other, she felt like she was the only one who couldn't feel that special sparkle that was supposed to burn inside while kissing that special person.
That lost spark finally turned into a proper living flame that consumed her entire being while Faith's tongue was licking her neck slowly, agonizingly slowly. It made her heart beat wildly, butterflies in her stomach had a real party, it seemed. Still, there was that annoying little voice in the back of her mind that was telling her not to go all the way because Angel might show up at home early and find them together. She really didn't need a scene, she just wanted it all to be perfect.
Faith got to her breasts and teased them through Buffy's black bra, which made her moan and pull Faith's hair lightly. When Buffy moaned, Faith got encouraged to get rid of the annoying bra that was keeping her away from those gorgeous breasts and Buffy's soft and pink nipples. She unhooked it fast and quickly got Buffy's nipple in her mouth, sucking on it slowly, circling her tongue around it... Buffy felt warmth spread all over her body, it all felt sooo good... It was like she was in a slow motion movie and nothing but Faith's lips and tongue existed anymore. A quiet moan escaped her again and when she whispered Faith's name her voice sounded husky and kind of rough... Buffy was completely unaware of how the sound of her voice turned Faith on, but she felt something change with Faith's kisses. She started going faster and harder, her teeth scratching and pulling Buffy's soft nipples, as her nails pinned deep into Buffy's back.
"These pants are just in the way... Take them off..."-Faith whispered and unzipped Buffy's jeans. Faith was getting closer and closer to Buffy's treasure and Buffy started getting more and more excited. It was so crazy what she was feeling. The nervousness kind of disappeared, 'went poof', as Buffy would have said, the desire took over and she couldn't wait to feel Faith's tongue in her, already wet, pussy. She managed to pull down her pants and Faith cupped her pussy with her hand the same second. They both moaned, equally excited about what was gonna happen. Faith pressed her fingers against Buffy's panties and found her clit, which made Buffy moan louder and arch her back.
Faith decided to be a tease and she pressed her nose against Buffy's pussy, breathing that intoxicating scent deep inside before she bit into the panties and almost caused Buffy to jolt off of the bed.
She finally pulled Buffy's panties down too... She was so excited about finally being able to taste the sexy blonde, whose body suddenly stiffened a little. It was obvious Buffy was nervous and maybe even having second thoughts about whether or not she was ready for the final step... Faith wouldn't let her think too much and she pushed her tongue inside of Buffy so fast and deep at once. It was hard to tell which one of them moaned louder at that moment, they were both so crazed out and excited. Faith was suddenly completely sober, the beers she had drunk just vanished out of her organism as soon as she tasted Buffy...
Buffy wiggled a little and pulled the sheets, she thought she'd never felt so good in her entire life...
Angel had coffee with his friend with a really strange name, Drusilla. She was English and he met her a long time ago when he went to London to study. He was about 18 years old then and she was a really good friend. A little quirky, as he often thought; she adored porcelain dolls and had loads of them at home. Sometimes he thought it was a bit weird, but he still liked her. It'd been 5 years since he'd last seen her and as soon as she let him know she was in Los Angeles he happily agreed to meet her. It was a perfect timing since he was trying so hard not to think about Buffy and Faith.
Drusilla was a pretty girl, he had to admit, but he loved her as a sister and never thought about having a relationship with her. She was still the same, like she hadn't aged at all. Her brown hair was let down, big blue eyes watched him curiously and she still had that infectious laughter. She liked bright colours, so she picked a very sexy bright red dress and the nail polish of the same colour. That dreamy expression that was almost constantly on her face made Angel smile; it seemed like the girl sleep walked through life and loved every second of it.
She told him all about her life in London. She played the piano for the church choir and everybody loved her. Her fingers were long and thin, like made for playing music instruments and she was really great at it. Angel used to love to listen to her play the piano, it was like the music carried her to a different world... He would have sold his soul to be able to read her mind then because the look on her face was even more dreamy than usually... Her lips would curl up in a smile, her eyes half closed, Angel thought it was like she didn't even see anyone in the room, she was lost in the music, consumed by its power, the sound and every change of melody. It was beautiful to just watch her and he could see why all the people who attended the Sunday mass loved her so much. In the end of every mass, kids would run to her and she would pick them up on her lap and let them try to play something.
He didn't think Faith would be back home so soon so he invited Drusilla over, he didn't want her to pay for a hotel when he had a spare room. They walked to the house laughing and joking, but when they got inside both of them were surprised to hear moans coming out from Faith's bedroom.
"You said your sister wasn't home..."-Drusilla said and Angel replied, confused: "She wasn't here when I left. It doesn't matter..." He really hoped it wasn't Buffy in bed with his sister, he didn't think he'd be able to stand it. He started making tea for Drusilla when his bubble burst completely. He heard his sister moan loudly: "Oh, Buffy, god yeeesss!"
"Buffy? Is that a name? How funny..."-Drusilla giggled, obviously not understanding that her name was as weird as Buffy's, if not weirder. She stopped giggling when she noticed the expression on Angel's face. She had never seen him so angry and...jealous? His jaw clenched and eyes narrowed, but then he smiled to her, hoping his feelings had gone unnoticed.
"Angel, are you ok?"-Drusilla asked, a little worried about her friend.
"I'm fine... Any sugar?"-Angel asked to change the subject, but Drusilla wasn't an idiot so she said: "No sugar, thank you. Angel, honey, I know you better than you know yourself... Do you like this Buffy girl?"
"Dru, I really don't wanna talk about her now... I'm sorry, this is awkward... Do you wanna go out for lunch?"
"No, I think you should stay here and confront those two bunnies."
The moans coming from Faith's bedroom kept getting louder and Angel couldn't help picturing what they were doing, which made him blush heavily. He was usually as cool as a cucumber, but he couldn't keep cool that time. More than anything he wanted to be the one to make Buffy moan and at that moment he hated his sister for stealing the only girl he really fell for in a very long time.
Angel felt his blood boil inside him and he decided to do something about it. He really wanted to let it go and just go away but every moan he heard made it harder to control his feelings.
Drusilla tried to stop him, but he just said: "Don't..." and sprinted to Faith's room.