author: Lucinda
rating: pg 13
pairing: Faith/David (from Lost Boys)
Darkened Faith 14: I've Got the Girl
Disclaimer: I hold no legal rights to any characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer or the movie Lost Boys.
distribution: Twisting the Hellmouth, TNL. anyone else ask.
note: rather AU-ish for Faith. No big needed in Sunnydale Crisis, no big needed in LA crisis. Post Lost Boys the Movie.
David smiled as he held Faith in his arms. They'd gone out for one of her patrols, and he'd managed to get her into the air for her first flight. She'd been gorgeous, hanging there with her hair drifting around her, the wind making her cheeks pink and the excitement making her eyes sparkle. And they'd kissed, not a brush of lips over cheek or lips, but the sort of passionate kisses that could make you breathless and weak kneed.
He still wasn't quite certain how he'd managed to wait until they'd made it back to his apartment.
He had Faith. She was his now, his lover, his childe - or close enough - and his... companion. It was almost odd not to be alone anymore, but he liked it. He liked having someone else in his space, someone that he didn't think would stab him in the back and laugh as he crumpled to the floor. And it was better that the someone was Faith. He was going soft... and couldn't quite manage to regret it.
"David?" Faith stirred a bit, the sheet sliding from her shoulder, revealing the tattoo that encircled her arm.
He didn't even realize that he was smiling as he traced a lock of her hair, as his fingers moved on to trace the lines of her tattoo. "I'm still here, Faith."
She smiled at him, her eyes still softened by tiredness and pleasure. "Good. I kind of like having you around."
Her words spoke of independence, of casual comfort, but her eyes told a different story. Her eyes and the blood that hummed between them said that she'd come to care deeply for him, but she was afraid to admit those feelings. She was afraid that caring would make her vulnerable. Did she realize how hard it was to hide your feelings when a bond of blood hummed and flowed between them? If not, then she would learn soon enough. "I'm not going anywhere, Faith. I've finally got you right where I want you - here, with me, without all those barriers and distances between us. Just you, me, and the naked truth."
"Is that what you call it, then?" Her eyes danced with humor.
Laughing, David fell back to the bed, his arm draped over her shoulders. "Not quite what I meant, Faith. I meant, it's just you and me, no more artificial barriers. No more denials that this is just conflict, or that I'm someone capable of guarding your back, no more pretenses that this is just a game."
Sitting upright, Faith put one hand on either side of his head, grinning at him. "So, what is this? I mean, beyond the attraction, beyond the fact that we fight well together, beyond the fact that you're... that you've changed me? What happens between us?"
"Well, if you keep distracting me like that..." David let his eyes wander over her naked chest, smiling at her. "I knew that we'd fight well together, I knew that I found you attractive. As for what happens next... I've never been good at making relationships follow a plan. I care for you, you care for me. The feelings were there, and strong enough to be frustrating and confusing and undeniable before I changed you, before I couldn't let you die. You're mine, and I'm yours. Beyond that... Hell if I know."
"So, does that mean you're... my boyfriend?" Faith looked almost shy as she traced her finger over his eyebrow and down his cheekbone. "Or do powerful vamps not use the term?"
David chuckled, tracing over her collarbone. "We can use any term that you want. I've got you here, in my life, in my arms… the name doesn't matter. Not as long as you know that I won't abandon you, won't leave you, won't let you walk away from me. You're all that I've got in the world besides myself."
"Nobody ever really meant it like that. I've never been… I mean, you've got some money, but that's not important to you. You've got yourself, but… And then there's me." She sighed, looking caught between happy and scared and baffled. "You really don't have anybody but me, and you really want me to stay. I can feel it… and that is really weird seeming."
"Not to me. It's comforting to have someone else, someone that I can feel, someone that's connected." He closed his eyes, breathing in the scent of her, of them. "I'm not alone anymore, and I can't forget that – not even in the dead of noon."
"Isn't that supposed to be the dead of night?" Faith grinned, her finger flicking at his earring.
"Vampire, remember? Night is when things happen, when I go out." He leaned forward, kissing her lips, still tasting himself from when she'd bitten his shoulder earlier. "But noon… now that's a dangerous time for me. It's also the time we're most likely to be asleep – and you're going to feel that drowsiness too."
"Everything's changing on me. I'm pretty sure that it's because of you." Her hand tightened on his shoulder, the force enough to make him wince.
"Is that such a bad thing? Change?" He ran his hand down her arm, and tugged lightly on her wrist, not enough to hurt, but enough to let her know that he'd like her to let go. "Did I take you away from anything that wonderful?"
"Well…" She let go of his shoulder, no longer gripping, but now gently massaging. Her eyes slipped away from his face, over to his shoulder, where the mark from her grip was obvious, already turning slightly purple. "I didn't have anybody, didn't have a great place, but… I'm… I was the Slayer. That meant something."
"You've got me. And now… you're still Faith. But you're free to figure out who Faith is without the burden of destiny. You can still kill demons, still kill other vampires, but not alone. Not at the so-called guidance and mercy of these Watchers who seemed to have abandoned you." He brushed his lips over hers in a light kiss, and practically breathed out the words. "I'll help you figure out who Faith is."
"What do you see when you look at me?" She looked at him, here eyes filled with emotions and an intense pleading.
"I see someone beautiful, but not counting on that to make things happen. I see someone confident, and powerful, and determined to seize the moment before it's gone. I see someone who's had to stand on their own, and face things that nobody likes to admit happens. I see someone who's lost sight of herself, and tried to make a new life to hide everything that happened, all the pain, the confusion, the uncertainty. Someone who didn't want to count on anyone, because she's had too many people let her down." He kissed her again. "I see Faith."
"I like who you see." She slid her arms around him, snuggling close. "Help me learn to see myself the way you do?"
David kissed the top of her head, savoring the feel of her body next to his. "Of course I will. We've got as much time as it takes, after all. You aren't on the Slayer deadline anymore."
"Sounds pretty good." She murmured, sounding half asleep already as she clung to him. "I've finally got time to find out what I want out of life."
David smiled, holding Faith close to him. He had Faith. Things were looking up for him after all. And maybe things had changed for him as well as changing for Faith. Of course, if it wasn't a bad thing for her, maybe it wasn't so bad if he'd changed?
End DF 14: I've Got the Girl.
rating: pg 13
pairing: Faith/David (from Lost Boys)
Darkened Faith 14: I've Got the Girl
Disclaimer: I hold no legal rights to any characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer or the movie Lost Boys.
distribution: Twisting the Hellmouth, TNL. anyone else ask.
note: rather AU-ish for Faith. No big needed in Sunnydale Crisis, no big needed in LA crisis. Post Lost Boys the Movie.
David smiled as he held Faith in his arms. They'd gone out for one of her patrols, and he'd managed to get her into the air for her first flight. She'd been gorgeous, hanging there with her hair drifting around her, the wind making her cheeks pink and the excitement making her eyes sparkle. And they'd kissed, not a brush of lips over cheek or lips, but the sort of passionate kisses that could make you breathless and weak kneed.
He still wasn't quite certain how he'd managed to wait until they'd made it back to his apartment.
He had Faith. She was his now, his lover, his childe - or close enough - and his... companion. It was almost odd not to be alone anymore, but he liked it. He liked having someone else in his space, someone that he didn't think would stab him in the back and laugh as he crumpled to the floor. And it was better that the someone was Faith. He was going soft... and couldn't quite manage to regret it.
"David?" Faith stirred a bit, the sheet sliding from her shoulder, revealing the tattoo that encircled her arm.
He didn't even realize that he was smiling as he traced a lock of her hair, as his fingers moved on to trace the lines of her tattoo. "I'm still here, Faith."
She smiled at him, her eyes still softened by tiredness and pleasure. "Good. I kind of like having you around."
Her words spoke of independence, of casual comfort, but her eyes told a different story. Her eyes and the blood that hummed between them said that she'd come to care deeply for him, but she was afraid to admit those feelings. She was afraid that caring would make her vulnerable. Did she realize how hard it was to hide your feelings when a bond of blood hummed and flowed between them? If not, then she would learn soon enough. "I'm not going anywhere, Faith. I've finally got you right where I want you - here, with me, without all those barriers and distances between us. Just you, me, and the naked truth."
"Is that what you call it, then?" Her eyes danced with humor.
Laughing, David fell back to the bed, his arm draped over her shoulders. "Not quite what I meant, Faith. I meant, it's just you and me, no more artificial barriers. No more denials that this is just conflict, or that I'm someone capable of guarding your back, no more pretenses that this is just a game."
Sitting upright, Faith put one hand on either side of his head, grinning at him. "So, what is this? I mean, beyond the attraction, beyond the fact that we fight well together, beyond the fact that you're... that you've changed me? What happens between us?"
"Well, if you keep distracting me like that..." David let his eyes wander over her naked chest, smiling at her. "I knew that we'd fight well together, I knew that I found you attractive. As for what happens next... I've never been good at making relationships follow a plan. I care for you, you care for me. The feelings were there, and strong enough to be frustrating and confusing and undeniable before I changed you, before I couldn't let you die. You're mine, and I'm yours. Beyond that... Hell if I know."
"So, does that mean you're... my boyfriend?" Faith looked almost shy as she traced her finger over his eyebrow and down his cheekbone. "Or do powerful vamps not use the term?"
David chuckled, tracing over her collarbone. "We can use any term that you want. I've got you here, in my life, in my arms… the name doesn't matter. Not as long as you know that I won't abandon you, won't leave you, won't let you walk away from me. You're all that I've got in the world besides myself."
"Nobody ever really meant it like that. I've never been… I mean, you've got some money, but that's not important to you. You've got yourself, but… And then there's me." She sighed, looking caught between happy and scared and baffled. "You really don't have anybody but me, and you really want me to stay. I can feel it… and that is really weird seeming."
"Not to me. It's comforting to have someone else, someone that I can feel, someone that's connected." He closed his eyes, breathing in the scent of her, of them. "I'm not alone anymore, and I can't forget that – not even in the dead of noon."
"Isn't that supposed to be the dead of night?" Faith grinned, her finger flicking at his earring.
"Vampire, remember? Night is when things happen, when I go out." He leaned forward, kissing her lips, still tasting himself from when she'd bitten his shoulder earlier. "But noon… now that's a dangerous time for me. It's also the time we're most likely to be asleep – and you're going to feel that drowsiness too."
"Everything's changing on me. I'm pretty sure that it's because of you." Her hand tightened on his shoulder, the force enough to make him wince.
"Is that such a bad thing? Change?" He ran his hand down her arm, and tugged lightly on her wrist, not enough to hurt, but enough to let her know that he'd like her to let go. "Did I take you away from anything that wonderful?"
"Well…" She let go of his shoulder, no longer gripping, but now gently massaging. Her eyes slipped away from his face, over to his shoulder, where the mark from her grip was obvious, already turning slightly purple. "I didn't have anybody, didn't have a great place, but… I'm… I was the Slayer. That meant something."
"You've got me. And now… you're still Faith. But you're free to figure out who Faith is without the burden of destiny. You can still kill demons, still kill other vampires, but not alone. Not at the so-called guidance and mercy of these Watchers who seemed to have abandoned you." He brushed his lips over hers in a light kiss, and practically breathed out the words. "I'll help you figure out who Faith is."
"What do you see when you look at me?" She looked at him, here eyes filled with emotions and an intense pleading.
"I see someone beautiful, but not counting on that to make things happen. I see someone confident, and powerful, and determined to seize the moment before it's gone. I see someone who's had to stand on their own, and face things that nobody likes to admit happens. I see someone who's lost sight of herself, and tried to make a new life to hide everything that happened, all the pain, the confusion, the uncertainty. Someone who didn't want to count on anyone, because she's had too many people let her down." He kissed her again. "I see Faith."
"I like who you see." She slid her arms around him, snuggling close. "Help me learn to see myself the way you do?"
David kissed the top of her head, savoring the feel of her body next to his. "Of course I will. We've got as much time as it takes, after all. You aren't on the Slayer deadline anymore."
"Sounds pretty good." She murmured, sounding half asleep already as she clung to him. "I've finally got time to find out what I want out of life."
David smiled, holding Faith close to him. He had Faith. Things were looking up for him after all. And maybe things had changed for him as well as changing for Faith. Of course, if it wasn't a bad thing for her, maybe it wasn't so bad if he'd changed?
End DF 14: I've Got the Girl.