Blood Tears 13 - First Times
Giles watched carefully as his Slayer sparred with the ensoulled vampiress. Their styles were radically different but equally effective - Buffy was fluid and graceful while Faith was brutally efficient. The Watcher was relieved that the tension between the two had lessened, making the group dynamic more focused and harmonious. The Englishman hid a smile, and it meant that with Faith training with Buffy he suffered a lot less physical punishment - which was always good.
The Watcher's attention was pulled away from the sparring amazons by the crashing open of the library doors. Turning, he saw a tearful Willow and a distraught-looking Kendra.
The Englishman started towards the two newcomers but was beaten there by the vampiress and his Slayer. "What happened? Where's Xander?" demanded the raven-haired vampiress.
"Wewereattacked,Xandertoldustorunandgethelp."
The Englishman's brow furrowed as he translated Willow's garbled speech. "Attacked by who?"
"There was this man, he fired fireballs out of his hands. I did a hover spell out of Xander's window to escape, but I couldn't carry all of all three of us so Xander said he'd stay behind to fight him."
"You did what!" roared Faith. Giles noted the vampiress' eyes were glittering golden. "You're supposed to be a Slayer," she screamed at a shaking Kendra. "And you left Xand to fight your battles for you!"
"Hold on!" Suddenly Willow was between the two, her face pale and tear- streaked but wearing what Giles knew she had dubbed her 'resolve face'. "Kendra didn't want to leave but Xander insisted, told her to protect me in case there were more waiting outside! Did you really expect him to do anything different?"
"No," the vampiress' head dropped. "I wouldn't."
Giles felt his eyes water, he could dimly hear the muffled sound of Buffy crying. Then he heard the library doors creak open. "Hi guys, has Wills told you what's happening?"
The Watcher's head snapped up, his mouth dropping open as the sight of Xander standing in the shadow of the doorway. He watched as the youth was buried under a deluge of the four girls and winced. He supposed that some might consider it a pleasure to be hugged by four gorgeous women at once, but when three of them were super-strong he imagined, judging from the pained look on Xander's face, the ribs took quite a pounding. Taking pity on the youth, he stepped forward and separated them. The young man looked at him with bemusement. "What's all this?"
Giles opened his mouth to explain but was beaten to it by a still crying Buffy who flung her arms back round the youth's neck. "We thought you were dead!" the blonde sobbed into the boy's chest.
"Oh that." The youth shrugged with a casualness that made the Watcher chuckle. "Got a little hairy back there, particularly when the seven foot muscleman turned up."
"What!" Giles turned to see a look on Faith's face that on anybody else's he would have described as fear. "Describe him!"
Xander stared at the vampiress for a few seconds before replying. "He was bald, kinda squared-faced, seven feet tall easy and big with it. Not fat though, the dude had muscles in places I don't even have places."
"Takara," Faith whispered.
"The order of assassins, are you sure?" Giles asked. This was bad, very bad indeed.
To his despair the vampiress nodded. "The man Xander mentioned attempted to hire me for them three years ago. And given Xander's description, I somehow doubt it was a case of mistaken identity."
"For those not in the know, namely the rest of us, who are you babbling on about?" demanded Buffy.
"The Order of Takara, an ancient group of often supernaturally powered assassins rumoured to have been originally formed in 400 BC. In the intervening centuries, they've never failed to complete a contract," the Watcher replied shakily. It was days like this when he thought that he should have followed his preferred career paths of either a grocer or a fighter pilot - anything really, as long as it didn't involve the word Watcher in the job title.
"Who will they be after?" From the look in his eyes, the Watcher guessed that Xander already knew the answer to his question.
"Given that they turned up at our house first, probably me." Faith's voice was quiet, resigned.
Xander's face contorted in terrified rage. "Well to hell with that! They're not having you!" The young man started towards the weapons chest at the far side of the library.
The teenager was half-way across the floor when the window exploded and a fireball flew through it to slam into his side, engulfing his lower torso in flames. The boy had barely hit the floor when the vampiress, ignoring the sunlight now beaming through the shattered window causing her own frame to smoke and smoulder, was knelt over him, beating wildly at the flames.
Grabbing his coat, Giles hurried over to the screaming body. After quickly checking that Buffy and Kendra were dragging the vampiress into the safety of the shadows, he threw this coat on top of the boy, quickly muffling the flames. "Xander, listen to me, you're going to be fine son." Already the boy's eyes were beginning to glaze over in shock.
Once he was satisfied the flames were out, the Watcher glanced up to the others. "Buffy, you and Kendra get out there and deal with that bastard. Work in a flanking pattern, he can't fire at you both at once," he reached behind the library counter and pulled out his crossbow. "I'll draw his fire with this. Willow, you do what you can for Xander. Faith," the Englishman looked at the vampiress, his eyes grim. The floor had begun to shake, which could only mean one thing. "Faith, you deal with our other unwelcome guest."
* * *
Faith strode down the corridor towards the waiting giant, her eyes glittering golden. They'd pay for the pain they'd caused Xander.
"Faith, always a pleasure," boomed the monster stood in the corridor, his massive shoulders touching the lockers at either side of the corridor.
"Who hired you Victor?" the vampiress demanded, her voice cool despite the burning rage flowing through her veins. "Who are you here to kill?"
"Now Faith," the giant waggled a sausage sized finger at her. "You know the code, I can't discuss such matters with you. It's more than my life's worth."
"Right now, that's not much." The vampiress changed into her demonic face before leaping into the air and snapping out a kick that connected squarely with Victor's jaw. It was a blow hard enough to decapitate a normal man but only enough to stagger the giant backwards.
"Last time we met, you put your legs to much better use," the muscleman taunted as he spat out teeth.
"You've just given me another reason to kill you," the vampiress growled. She charged forward only to run into a thunderous right hook to the head that staggered and a left uppercut to the chin that sent her crashing to the floor.
"On your back again Faith?" The muscleman's laugh turned into a croak as she slammed a kick into his groin. Surging to her feet, she grabbed his head and threw him face-first into a locker. As the assassin staggered away from her attack, his face a bloody ruin, the vampiress stalked after him. Ducking smoothly beneath a wild haymaker, she landed a trio of fast punches to Victor's rock-hard stomach. Laughing off a punch that bounced off her right shoulder, she grabbed the mammoth around his tree-trunk thick throat and threw him head-first a classroom wall.
After sauntering through the tank-sized crater left by the colossus, the vampiress picked up a fire extinguisher and waited until her rival was on his hands and knees before driving the canister down on the back of the Russian's left knee, shattering it completely. The giant returned to the floor with an earth-shaking thud but almost immediately began to try and struggle to his feet again.
She ended Vitcor's second attempt with a knuckle-cracking stomp to the right hand. Grabbing a bulky shoulder, the vampiress flipped the assassin over. "Now who's on his back Vicky?" she taunted before bringing the extinguisher down on the man's right elbow with all her considerable force. "Now how many bones do I have to break before you tell me what I want to know? Who hired you?"
"Angelus." Tears were running down the giant's face.
"To kill who?"
"You."
"Thought so." The vampiress brought her heel down hard on her opponent's throat, tearing through layers of muscle, fat, cartilage and bone with ease. The vampiress stepped away from the decapitated body, a cold look on her beautiful face. Buffy and the others didn't approve of her killing humans, but she couldn't care less. The only question for her was one of goodness - as far as she was concerned a demon who hunted humans because of his or her nature was far less evil than a human who hunted his own species for profit or challenge. Besides, they had entered her home and threatened Xander, nobody got away with that. Turning, she hurried out of the classroom, a small smile playing on her lips. "I wonder how Sunnydale PD are going to explain that away?"
When she re-entered, the Slayers had returned and joined Giles, Willow and Xander around one of the tables. Upon her entry, Xander struggled to his feet and rushed over to engulf her in a hug. "You're okay!"
"Five by five," she grinned to hide the pleasure she felt at his show of concern. "Did you ever doubt?" She glanced down at his side, although his shirt was charred she couldn't see any damage. "How's the burn?"
"Not bad, Will did a spell that healed most of the damage."
"Thanks Red," Faith nodded at the blushing Wicca. "Kendra, can you stay at somebody's house tonight? I need to discuss Xander's heroically stupid behaviour with him."
"You can stay with me Kendra," Willow volunteered eagerly. "My parents are away so we could have a girly night."
"A girly night?"
Faith had to fight back the urge to laugh. Once she and Buffy had called an uneasy truce she'd been invited on a 'girly night' at Willow's. She'd gone out of politeness but six hours swapping make-up tips, discussing boys and watching teen movies was a torture to rival anything Angelus could inflict. Unless she missed her guess Kendra would feel much the same. "Now that's settled," she linked arms with Xander. "The sewers?"
"You take me to the nicest places."
Faith smirked at the youth, but already she was planning her seduction of him. Life was too risky on the Hellmouth to waste it on hesitation. After tonight he would be in no doubt how she felt, the rest would be up to him.
* * *
"I don't understand."
The vampiress stared up into the boy's chocolate brown eyes. She saw confusion, fear and even some desire in them. But no disgust, that was a start. "What don't you understand Xand?" she asked softly. "What I'm saying or why I'm saying it?"
"Why I guess," the boy scratched nervously at his face. "I'm a seventeen kid who's never left the state, you're a beautiful 300 year old vampiress who's travelled the world. You listen to all that classical music stuff and read books by long dead people with names I can't even pronounce while my reading material of choice is Dark Horse comics. You've met people I've only heard about in history class and you're this super-woman while I'm just a weedy -."
She cut the youth of with a finger to the lips. "You're not just anything, Xand," she scolded. Damn his father for beating his confidence out of him. "You're a sweet man who treats a woman whose known nothing but cruelty and disdain with kindness and respect. You're a hero who helps his friends because he's loyal and brave. You're the clown who makes me laugh, pushes away the darkness that's always around me. That's why, Xand."
Xander flushed red and looked down at the carpet. "And what if I don't want to? Will you throw me out?"
The vampiress felt a pang of disappointment. She took the youth's hand in her's. "Of course not. There'll always be a home here for you. If you don't want to that's fine," she replied softly. "You'll still be my friend, the best I've ever had." She started to rise only for the youth to pull her back down. Surprised, she looked at his still blushing face. "Xand honey, what's wrong?"
"I want to. It's just," the youth's words trailed off.
"What, you prefer Kendra, Cordelia, Buffy," she arched an eyebrow. "Please don't say you have a yen for Darla. Then the door will hit you in the ass on the way out."
The boy laughed at her attempt to lighten the mood before turning downcast. "I've never been with anybody."
"Been with -, oh right," the vampiress couldn't resist a small smile. The slightly frightened expression on Xander's face was just so cute. She ran her hands through the boy's hair before easing his head towards her. "But you want to? With me?" Only centuries of hiding her emotions allowed her to conceal her nervousness.
"Yeah," Xander nodded jerkily.
"I've never been with anybody I care about like you, so it's kind of new to me too. Don't worry though hon, I'll steer you round the curves, easy as. And here's a little taster." In a single graceful movement she glided from the sofa to the surprised boy's lap. After delicately running her tongue along his bottom lip, she pressed her lips against his, even as she hooked her arms around his neck and pressed her body against his. Gradually she increased her lip pressure before finally expertly sliding her tongue into the boy's mouth and pushing against his tongue for a minute before reluctantly withdrawing. "Pretty good Xand," she praised, her eyes sparkling as her hands stroked the boy's cheeks.
"Thanks but you were doing all the work."
"Don't put yourself down." She gently pulled Xander to his feet and looked him right in the eye, cupping his face in her hands. "Xand, you know that if you don't want to do this, you don't have to right? That I wouldn't throw you out, even if you don't feel the same way? Or if you want to take it slower, that's five by five?"
"Faith," the boy hesitated. "You're beautiful, you're the person who saved me from my dad. I've told you things I haven't even told Will, I still can't believe that you'd even look at me twice, much less want to be with me. I'm terrified at the thought of being with you, but real excited too -."
Smiling, she placed a finger on the youth's lips, halting his stumbling words. Leaning forward, she allowed her lips to caress his cheek before whispering in his ear. "I'll take that as a yes. Now get upstairs." She was going to make it special for him, wonderful and beautiful, so unlike her own first time.
* * *
Laughing with happiness she rolled off the sweat soaked youth and placed her hand on his chest, thrilling at the feel of his racing heart. "Was I okay? You were fantastic," the boy's voice trembled. "But did you enjoy it?"
She smiled to herself, no man had ever cared how she felt before as long as they were satisfied. "Xand honey, I'm going to let you into a secret." With a free hand she pulled his anxious face round and looked into his eyes. "You can know a dozen positions, be able to go all night and that's great. But what a woman really wants is to be with someone she loves and loves her back."
"But you liked it?"
The vampiress was unable to contain a giggle, his innocent nervousness was so refreshing. "You passed the beginner's course with flying colours. However," she allowed her hand to slide away from his chest to his groin. "There are still the intermediate and advanced classes to complete."
The boy's eyes widened. "You want to do it again? With me?"
"I'd prefer it if you were there yeah, it's a hell a lot more fun that way. Remember kiddo you have a girlfriend with super stamina."
Xander chuckled. "I don't think I'm getting much sleep tonight."
The vampiress smirked in reply. "Well seeing as class is in session right now, I think I can guarantee you won't be going to school tomorrow." Placing her hands on his shoulders she guided the youth on top and looked up into his expectant eyes. "Here's what I want you to do."
* * *
Darla glanced up at the second floor window and leered. Judging from the sounds coming from the room, Faith had found himself an enthusiastic lover. The vampiress allowed her hands to travel the contours of her body. Maybe Angelus would allow her to play with him before he killed him if she begged enough. Turning, she hurried into the darkness.
Giles watched carefully as his Slayer sparred with the ensoulled vampiress. Their styles were radically different but equally effective - Buffy was fluid and graceful while Faith was brutally efficient. The Watcher was relieved that the tension between the two had lessened, making the group dynamic more focused and harmonious. The Englishman hid a smile, and it meant that with Faith training with Buffy he suffered a lot less physical punishment - which was always good.
The Watcher's attention was pulled away from the sparring amazons by the crashing open of the library doors. Turning, he saw a tearful Willow and a distraught-looking Kendra.
The Englishman started towards the two newcomers but was beaten there by the vampiress and his Slayer. "What happened? Where's Xander?" demanded the raven-haired vampiress.
"Wewereattacked,Xandertoldustorunandgethelp."
The Englishman's brow furrowed as he translated Willow's garbled speech. "Attacked by who?"
"There was this man, he fired fireballs out of his hands. I did a hover spell out of Xander's window to escape, but I couldn't carry all of all three of us so Xander said he'd stay behind to fight him."
"You did what!" roared Faith. Giles noted the vampiress' eyes were glittering golden. "You're supposed to be a Slayer," she screamed at a shaking Kendra. "And you left Xand to fight your battles for you!"
"Hold on!" Suddenly Willow was between the two, her face pale and tear- streaked but wearing what Giles knew she had dubbed her 'resolve face'. "Kendra didn't want to leave but Xander insisted, told her to protect me in case there were more waiting outside! Did you really expect him to do anything different?"
"No," the vampiress' head dropped. "I wouldn't."
Giles felt his eyes water, he could dimly hear the muffled sound of Buffy crying. Then he heard the library doors creak open. "Hi guys, has Wills told you what's happening?"
The Watcher's head snapped up, his mouth dropping open as the sight of Xander standing in the shadow of the doorway. He watched as the youth was buried under a deluge of the four girls and winced. He supposed that some might consider it a pleasure to be hugged by four gorgeous women at once, but when three of them were super-strong he imagined, judging from the pained look on Xander's face, the ribs took quite a pounding. Taking pity on the youth, he stepped forward and separated them. The young man looked at him with bemusement. "What's all this?"
Giles opened his mouth to explain but was beaten to it by a still crying Buffy who flung her arms back round the youth's neck. "We thought you were dead!" the blonde sobbed into the boy's chest.
"Oh that." The youth shrugged with a casualness that made the Watcher chuckle. "Got a little hairy back there, particularly when the seven foot muscleman turned up."
"What!" Giles turned to see a look on Faith's face that on anybody else's he would have described as fear. "Describe him!"
Xander stared at the vampiress for a few seconds before replying. "He was bald, kinda squared-faced, seven feet tall easy and big with it. Not fat though, the dude had muscles in places I don't even have places."
"Takara," Faith whispered.
"The order of assassins, are you sure?" Giles asked. This was bad, very bad indeed.
To his despair the vampiress nodded. "The man Xander mentioned attempted to hire me for them three years ago. And given Xander's description, I somehow doubt it was a case of mistaken identity."
"For those not in the know, namely the rest of us, who are you babbling on about?" demanded Buffy.
"The Order of Takara, an ancient group of often supernaturally powered assassins rumoured to have been originally formed in 400 BC. In the intervening centuries, they've never failed to complete a contract," the Watcher replied shakily. It was days like this when he thought that he should have followed his preferred career paths of either a grocer or a fighter pilot - anything really, as long as it didn't involve the word Watcher in the job title.
"Who will they be after?" From the look in his eyes, the Watcher guessed that Xander already knew the answer to his question.
"Given that they turned up at our house first, probably me." Faith's voice was quiet, resigned.
Xander's face contorted in terrified rage. "Well to hell with that! They're not having you!" The young man started towards the weapons chest at the far side of the library.
The teenager was half-way across the floor when the window exploded and a fireball flew through it to slam into his side, engulfing his lower torso in flames. The boy had barely hit the floor when the vampiress, ignoring the sunlight now beaming through the shattered window causing her own frame to smoke and smoulder, was knelt over him, beating wildly at the flames.
Grabbing his coat, Giles hurried over to the screaming body. After quickly checking that Buffy and Kendra were dragging the vampiress into the safety of the shadows, he threw this coat on top of the boy, quickly muffling the flames. "Xander, listen to me, you're going to be fine son." Already the boy's eyes were beginning to glaze over in shock.
Once he was satisfied the flames were out, the Watcher glanced up to the others. "Buffy, you and Kendra get out there and deal with that bastard. Work in a flanking pattern, he can't fire at you both at once," he reached behind the library counter and pulled out his crossbow. "I'll draw his fire with this. Willow, you do what you can for Xander. Faith," the Englishman looked at the vampiress, his eyes grim. The floor had begun to shake, which could only mean one thing. "Faith, you deal with our other unwelcome guest."
* * *
Faith strode down the corridor towards the waiting giant, her eyes glittering golden. They'd pay for the pain they'd caused Xander.
"Faith, always a pleasure," boomed the monster stood in the corridor, his massive shoulders touching the lockers at either side of the corridor.
"Who hired you Victor?" the vampiress demanded, her voice cool despite the burning rage flowing through her veins. "Who are you here to kill?"
"Now Faith," the giant waggled a sausage sized finger at her. "You know the code, I can't discuss such matters with you. It's more than my life's worth."
"Right now, that's not much." The vampiress changed into her demonic face before leaping into the air and snapping out a kick that connected squarely with Victor's jaw. It was a blow hard enough to decapitate a normal man but only enough to stagger the giant backwards.
"Last time we met, you put your legs to much better use," the muscleman taunted as he spat out teeth.
"You've just given me another reason to kill you," the vampiress growled. She charged forward only to run into a thunderous right hook to the head that staggered and a left uppercut to the chin that sent her crashing to the floor.
"On your back again Faith?" The muscleman's laugh turned into a croak as she slammed a kick into his groin. Surging to her feet, she grabbed his head and threw him face-first into a locker. As the assassin staggered away from her attack, his face a bloody ruin, the vampiress stalked after him. Ducking smoothly beneath a wild haymaker, she landed a trio of fast punches to Victor's rock-hard stomach. Laughing off a punch that bounced off her right shoulder, she grabbed the mammoth around his tree-trunk thick throat and threw him head-first a classroom wall.
After sauntering through the tank-sized crater left by the colossus, the vampiress picked up a fire extinguisher and waited until her rival was on his hands and knees before driving the canister down on the back of the Russian's left knee, shattering it completely. The giant returned to the floor with an earth-shaking thud but almost immediately began to try and struggle to his feet again.
She ended Vitcor's second attempt with a knuckle-cracking stomp to the right hand. Grabbing a bulky shoulder, the vampiress flipped the assassin over. "Now who's on his back Vicky?" she taunted before bringing the extinguisher down on the man's right elbow with all her considerable force. "Now how many bones do I have to break before you tell me what I want to know? Who hired you?"
"Angelus." Tears were running down the giant's face.
"To kill who?"
"You."
"Thought so." The vampiress brought her heel down hard on her opponent's throat, tearing through layers of muscle, fat, cartilage and bone with ease. The vampiress stepped away from the decapitated body, a cold look on her beautiful face. Buffy and the others didn't approve of her killing humans, but she couldn't care less. The only question for her was one of goodness - as far as she was concerned a demon who hunted humans because of his or her nature was far less evil than a human who hunted his own species for profit or challenge. Besides, they had entered her home and threatened Xander, nobody got away with that. Turning, she hurried out of the classroom, a small smile playing on her lips. "I wonder how Sunnydale PD are going to explain that away?"
When she re-entered, the Slayers had returned and joined Giles, Willow and Xander around one of the tables. Upon her entry, Xander struggled to his feet and rushed over to engulf her in a hug. "You're okay!"
"Five by five," she grinned to hide the pleasure she felt at his show of concern. "Did you ever doubt?" She glanced down at his side, although his shirt was charred she couldn't see any damage. "How's the burn?"
"Not bad, Will did a spell that healed most of the damage."
"Thanks Red," Faith nodded at the blushing Wicca. "Kendra, can you stay at somebody's house tonight? I need to discuss Xander's heroically stupid behaviour with him."
"You can stay with me Kendra," Willow volunteered eagerly. "My parents are away so we could have a girly night."
"A girly night?"
Faith had to fight back the urge to laugh. Once she and Buffy had called an uneasy truce she'd been invited on a 'girly night' at Willow's. She'd gone out of politeness but six hours swapping make-up tips, discussing boys and watching teen movies was a torture to rival anything Angelus could inflict. Unless she missed her guess Kendra would feel much the same. "Now that's settled," she linked arms with Xander. "The sewers?"
"You take me to the nicest places."
Faith smirked at the youth, but already she was planning her seduction of him. Life was too risky on the Hellmouth to waste it on hesitation. After tonight he would be in no doubt how she felt, the rest would be up to him.
* * *
"I don't understand."
The vampiress stared up into the boy's chocolate brown eyes. She saw confusion, fear and even some desire in them. But no disgust, that was a start. "What don't you understand Xand?" she asked softly. "What I'm saying or why I'm saying it?"
"Why I guess," the boy scratched nervously at his face. "I'm a seventeen kid who's never left the state, you're a beautiful 300 year old vampiress who's travelled the world. You listen to all that classical music stuff and read books by long dead people with names I can't even pronounce while my reading material of choice is Dark Horse comics. You've met people I've only heard about in history class and you're this super-woman while I'm just a weedy -."
She cut the youth of with a finger to the lips. "You're not just anything, Xand," she scolded. Damn his father for beating his confidence out of him. "You're a sweet man who treats a woman whose known nothing but cruelty and disdain with kindness and respect. You're a hero who helps his friends because he's loyal and brave. You're the clown who makes me laugh, pushes away the darkness that's always around me. That's why, Xand."
Xander flushed red and looked down at the carpet. "And what if I don't want to? Will you throw me out?"
The vampiress felt a pang of disappointment. She took the youth's hand in her's. "Of course not. There'll always be a home here for you. If you don't want to that's fine," she replied softly. "You'll still be my friend, the best I've ever had." She started to rise only for the youth to pull her back down. Surprised, she looked at his still blushing face. "Xand honey, what's wrong?"
"I want to. It's just," the youth's words trailed off.
"What, you prefer Kendra, Cordelia, Buffy," she arched an eyebrow. "Please don't say you have a yen for Darla. Then the door will hit you in the ass on the way out."
The boy laughed at her attempt to lighten the mood before turning downcast. "I've never been with anybody."
"Been with -, oh right," the vampiress couldn't resist a small smile. The slightly frightened expression on Xander's face was just so cute. She ran her hands through the boy's hair before easing his head towards her. "But you want to? With me?" Only centuries of hiding her emotions allowed her to conceal her nervousness.
"Yeah," Xander nodded jerkily.
"I've never been with anybody I care about like you, so it's kind of new to me too. Don't worry though hon, I'll steer you round the curves, easy as. And here's a little taster." In a single graceful movement she glided from the sofa to the surprised boy's lap. After delicately running her tongue along his bottom lip, she pressed her lips against his, even as she hooked her arms around his neck and pressed her body against his. Gradually she increased her lip pressure before finally expertly sliding her tongue into the boy's mouth and pushing against his tongue for a minute before reluctantly withdrawing. "Pretty good Xand," she praised, her eyes sparkling as her hands stroked the boy's cheeks.
"Thanks but you were doing all the work."
"Don't put yourself down." She gently pulled Xander to his feet and looked him right in the eye, cupping his face in her hands. "Xand, you know that if you don't want to do this, you don't have to right? That I wouldn't throw you out, even if you don't feel the same way? Or if you want to take it slower, that's five by five?"
"Faith," the boy hesitated. "You're beautiful, you're the person who saved me from my dad. I've told you things I haven't even told Will, I still can't believe that you'd even look at me twice, much less want to be with me. I'm terrified at the thought of being with you, but real excited too -."
Smiling, she placed a finger on the youth's lips, halting his stumbling words. Leaning forward, she allowed her lips to caress his cheek before whispering in his ear. "I'll take that as a yes. Now get upstairs." She was going to make it special for him, wonderful and beautiful, so unlike her own first time.
* * *
Laughing with happiness she rolled off the sweat soaked youth and placed her hand on his chest, thrilling at the feel of his racing heart. "Was I okay? You were fantastic," the boy's voice trembled. "But did you enjoy it?"
She smiled to herself, no man had ever cared how she felt before as long as they were satisfied. "Xand honey, I'm going to let you into a secret." With a free hand she pulled his anxious face round and looked into his eyes. "You can know a dozen positions, be able to go all night and that's great. But what a woman really wants is to be with someone she loves and loves her back."
"But you liked it?"
The vampiress was unable to contain a giggle, his innocent nervousness was so refreshing. "You passed the beginner's course with flying colours. However," she allowed her hand to slide away from his chest to his groin. "There are still the intermediate and advanced classes to complete."
The boy's eyes widened. "You want to do it again? With me?"
"I'd prefer it if you were there yeah, it's a hell a lot more fun that way. Remember kiddo you have a girlfriend with super stamina."
Xander chuckled. "I don't think I'm getting much sleep tonight."
The vampiress smirked in reply. "Well seeing as class is in session right now, I think I can guarantee you won't be going to school tomorrow." Placing her hands on his shoulders she guided the youth on top and looked up into his expectant eyes. "Here's what I want you to do."
* * *
Darla glanced up at the second floor window and leered. Judging from the sounds coming from the room, Faith had found himself an enthusiastic lover. The vampiress allowed her hands to travel the contours of her body. Maybe Angelus would allow her to play with him before he killed him if she begged enough. Turning, she hurried into the darkness.