Bliss In A Moment Chapter 9
"Shut up!" Buffy yelled. "You don't speak like that to MY sister, in MY house!" "Screw this!" Faith said and stormed out. Connor leapt up and followed. But she wasn't waiting he jogged behind her as she ran calling out to her: "Faith, Faith!" She was running so fast feeling so mad, how dare they...she hated being here. Connor was hot on her heels. In actual truth he had no idea of whether or not he was stronger than Faith, but he was faster. He was faster than anyone he'd ever met and Gunn's truck. But he didn't outrun her or fall in at her side. He looked at her and felt a warmness surge inside him, as he moved on. It was true he worshipped her, she was everything. He would not aggravate her for the world. And therefore respected her space and feelings.
She could feel him behind her. She couldn't hear his footsteps, or his breath but she felt him. Connor....he ran so swift and silent like the wind, no the wind is more obvious and advertises itself with its coldness. Connor ran like a ghost of the wind. Impossible to see or stop, if he didn't want you too. Her eyes burned, she wanted to cry but how could she? She never cried.no.she. had.to.keepit.tog.
Faith fell to the ground and was suddenly crying hard. He came up and held her tightly gently placing her head on his chest and resting his head gently on hers. His arms around her. But he said nothing. She cried silently. He heard her gentle sobs and breaths for air. Quiet and pitiful. "It wasn't supposed to be like this," she said quietly. "I know...and I'm sorry.it's just." "I KNOW! Please, don't, I can't handle that right now." "Okay," he whispered and brushed his cheek against hers as they embraced rising slowly from the ground. She stopped cryed and smiled at him. He smiled back. There she was, there was his Faith. No one knew. That she had a secret smile, she used it only for him.
She laughed pressed her body against his amoursly, so she could feel him on
her leg. She smiled again and ran her hand on his chest. His heart started to beat. She stroked his chest slowly. He went to kiss her but she stopped him. She slid her hand downwards.Thump. Thump. Thump. She glided her soft hand into his pants. Thump. Thump. Thump. Touched him gently with her fingertips while biting her lip. Connor breathed heavily the excitement beginning to throb throughout his body. She kissed his lips quickly and turned away into
a half-run.
Connor looked after her in confusion. His emotions overflowing and falling everywhere. Falling under her control. She turned and laughed. She smiled teasingly and made three slow steps back. He caught the hint and ran to her. She ran ahead twisting and turning, him hot on her trail. Laughing and smiling sweetly. When he'd get close enough she kissed him gently and pushed him backwards, then ran while he was regaining his balance. They ran through the trees. Twisting and turning in the dark wood. She hid behind trees and he came forward to meet her. Greatly anticipating, the chase turned them both on. They ran wildly, stretched their legs, had fun, forgot everything else. And knew only each other. She ran and he followed.
Connor occasionally let his fingers slip in their quick embraces inside her top and pants but not too adventurous. He wanted her, but he could wait. Finally she became too hot and led him to a lakeside. She sat upright with her back to him. The flirtation gone. Realising the chase was over Connor stopped and looked at her. His raven-hair temptress glowing beneath the moon. Making the stars jealous, because she was far more fair than they ever could be. The gentle waves in the lake lapped next to her. But never touched, he could but it couldn't no matter how it tried. He slowly walked over and sat next to her starring out to the lake like her. Immediately sensing her sudden seriousness, had he not have and came on to her at this point. She would have given him five across the eyes. He was patient though and appreciated the quiet wild as much as her. It was after all a lady's prerogative to change her mind.
They sat appreciating the moment of tranquillity in silence. Lost in their thoughts. Looking at the endless darkness in wonder. "....Connor," Faith said quietly. "Hmm....yeah," he answered, still looking out. "About, um..me hitting you-" "I deserved it." "No you...you really didn't...but you were stupid." "Yeah." "It.it.doesn't mean that I don't love you.I mean I'd never really hurt you. you know that." She sounded lost he turned to her and smiled softly cupping her face in his hand. "Of course, I don't mind. I never did. We're fighters. Faith, it's only natural. I know you'd never really hurt me. I'd never hurt you. I love you." (Be careful what you say) "I love you too," Faith said, as she snuggled in. Connor was suddenly confused. "Um.yeah, I'll call my dad later. Right now...I need you...please Faith," he leant in for a kiss and she obliged him. (What if there is no later? Bad puppy). They fell into each other, and went straight back to flirting as they play-fought on the grass. They'd forgotten Buffy, Dawn, Spike, Angel, Dru the Master. They didn't matter. Connor landed on top of Faith, she made no move
to continue the fight or roll him off. She just looked hungrily into his baby blue eyes. He looked at and slid her pants off. As the world stood still,but their minds span.
(In the Master Lair)
Dru stood over some blood. And mumbled as a minion passed her some dust. She threw onto the blood and bones and jumped back: "Up you get, we need a hand."
"Shut up!" Buffy yelled. "You don't speak like that to MY sister, in MY house!" "Screw this!" Faith said and stormed out. Connor leapt up and followed. But she wasn't waiting he jogged behind her as she ran calling out to her: "Faith, Faith!" She was running so fast feeling so mad, how dare they...she hated being here. Connor was hot on her heels. In actual truth he had no idea of whether or not he was stronger than Faith, but he was faster. He was faster than anyone he'd ever met and Gunn's truck. But he didn't outrun her or fall in at her side. He looked at her and felt a warmness surge inside him, as he moved on. It was true he worshipped her, she was everything. He would not aggravate her for the world. And therefore respected her space and feelings.
She could feel him behind her. She couldn't hear his footsteps, or his breath but she felt him. Connor....he ran so swift and silent like the wind, no the wind is more obvious and advertises itself with its coldness. Connor ran like a ghost of the wind. Impossible to see or stop, if he didn't want you too. Her eyes burned, she wanted to cry but how could she? She never cried.no.she. had.to.keepit.tog.
Faith fell to the ground and was suddenly crying hard. He came up and held her tightly gently placing her head on his chest and resting his head gently on hers. His arms around her. But he said nothing. She cried silently. He heard her gentle sobs and breaths for air. Quiet and pitiful. "It wasn't supposed to be like this," she said quietly. "I know...and I'm sorry.it's just." "I KNOW! Please, don't, I can't handle that right now." "Okay," he whispered and brushed his cheek against hers as they embraced rising slowly from the ground. She stopped cryed and smiled at him. He smiled back. There she was, there was his Faith. No one knew. That she had a secret smile, she used it only for him.
She laughed pressed her body against his amoursly, so she could feel him on
her leg. She smiled again and ran her hand on his chest. His heart started to beat. She stroked his chest slowly. He went to kiss her but she stopped him. She slid her hand downwards.Thump. Thump. Thump. She glided her soft hand into his pants. Thump. Thump. Thump. Touched him gently with her fingertips while biting her lip. Connor breathed heavily the excitement beginning to throb throughout his body. She kissed his lips quickly and turned away into
a half-run.
Connor looked after her in confusion. His emotions overflowing and falling everywhere. Falling under her control. She turned and laughed. She smiled teasingly and made three slow steps back. He caught the hint and ran to her. She ran ahead twisting and turning, him hot on her trail. Laughing and smiling sweetly. When he'd get close enough she kissed him gently and pushed him backwards, then ran while he was regaining his balance. They ran through the trees. Twisting and turning in the dark wood. She hid behind trees and he came forward to meet her. Greatly anticipating, the chase turned them both on. They ran wildly, stretched their legs, had fun, forgot everything else. And knew only each other. She ran and he followed.
Connor occasionally let his fingers slip in their quick embraces inside her top and pants but not too adventurous. He wanted her, but he could wait. Finally she became too hot and led him to a lakeside. She sat upright with her back to him. The flirtation gone. Realising the chase was over Connor stopped and looked at her. His raven-hair temptress glowing beneath the moon. Making the stars jealous, because she was far more fair than they ever could be. The gentle waves in the lake lapped next to her. But never touched, he could but it couldn't no matter how it tried. He slowly walked over and sat next to her starring out to the lake like her. Immediately sensing her sudden seriousness, had he not have and came on to her at this point. She would have given him five across the eyes. He was patient though and appreciated the quiet wild as much as her. It was after all a lady's prerogative to change her mind.
They sat appreciating the moment of tranquillity in silence. Lost in their thoughts. Looking at the endless darkness in wonder. "....Connor," Faith said quietly. "Hmm....yeah," he answered, still looking out. "About, um..me hitting you-" "I deserved it." "No you...you really didn't...but you were stupid." "Yeah." "It.it.doesn't mean that I don't love you.I mean I'd never really hurt you. you know that." She sounded lost he turned to her and smiled softly cupping her face in his hand. "Of course, I don't mind. I never did. We're fighters. Faith, it's only natural. I know you'd never really hurt me. I'd never hurt you. I love you." (Be careful what you say) "I love you too," Faith said, as she snuggled in. Connor was suddenly confused. "Um.yeah, I'll call my dad later. Right now...I need you...please Faith," he leant in for a kiss and she obliged him. (What if there is no later? Bad puppy). They fell into each other, and went straight back to flirting as they play-fought on the grass. They'd forgotten Buffy, Dawn, Spike, Angel, Dru the Master. They didn't matter. Connor landed on top of Faith, she made no move
to continue the fight or roll him off. She just looked hungrily into his baby blue eyes. He looked at and slid her pants off. As the world stood still,but their minds span.
(In the Master Lair)
Dru stood over some blood. And mumbled as a minion passed her some dust. She threw onto the blood and bones and jumped back: "Up you get, we need a hand."