my oh my, look at the reviews..(grins)..actually, i've had this manic grin on my face ever since i read them, .. i was so happy my face got stuck and now my cheeks are sore...(pouts)...it's painful....but in a good way.. a very happy way.. :D.. oh i'm happy , i got suggestions..oh..did you like the action sequence?.. was it confusing in anyway, cus i tried to make it very visual and not confusing, but sometimes the way i see things in my head is not the way other ppl do, so feel free to correct me, tell me if i write anything oddly..and im gonna shut up and get on with the story now, bye bye..
Buffy draped Faith's arm around her shoulder and they began to make their way out of the alley. Faith's warm body, (bare arms and bare stomach, along with a healthy amount of cleavage), leaning into Buffy as they walked. Faith mumbles incoherently, from what the blonde Slayer could make out, somebody with pink slipper's insulted her hair, so she "fu'zem'up", as Faith put it.
Buffy tried to clear her head, warm red fuzz seemed to be clouding her reason as her gaze kept catching on the highly intoxicated Slayer's neck. She could see Faith's pulse point throbbing beneath pale, warm, flesh. Oh god, Buffy almost moaned outloud.
Faith stumbled and Buffy counter-acted the shift of gravity with ease, as she walked the dark haired girl out of the alley, and continued on, walking them down the sidewalks. She kept glancing at Faith, watching as the light from a street lamp reflected on the slayers hair, glistening on her flushed skin as Faith went into a light sweat.
" Geez Faith, how much did you drink?" Buffy questions, her gaze still on Faith, looking at her eyes, slipping to her lips as Faith abrubtley stops walking, and turns to look at Buffy. Buffy watches Faith's lips move as she begins to speak, her face breaking into an almost manic grin "Like'a zalor!" Faith gushes, then collapses into a fit of laughter.
Buffy sweat drops as she looks on. Rich laughter filling the air then trailing off slowly, "Sleepy," she murmured. Then Faith promptly passes out on the sidewalk, dark chesnut tresses shining around her head. The older Slayer drops to her knees next to her, brushing a lock of the younger girls hair from her face. Then her gaze is once again is drawn to Faith's throat.
Oh god, I am not thinking this, Oh god, I am soo thinking this..Damnit Faith, you just have to look so tastey..wow, Faith tastey. Buffy muffles a whimper as images of the younger Slayer nude, dripping with blood, offering herself to her, flash through Buffy's mind. Buffy leans over Faith, the scent of her driving the petite girl to the edge, her knees would have buckled had she not been sitting down.
Blonde hair tickles Faith's face as Buffy leans down, her soft lips nuzzling Faith's throat, her small hands reaching down to grab her wrists, holding them over the girls head. Buffy straddels Faiths hips, looking down at the sexy curves of the drak slayer helpless beneath her.
Buffy feels her face slip into its demonic form, it distracts her slightly, bringing her out of her bloodlust filled haze with the added distraction of someone coming from the alley and shouting toward her.
She jumps of Faith, spinning to see some small asian girl, short dark hair, in pajamas, pink slippers, and sporting a nice dark shiner and a bloody nose.
With the scent of blood Buffy loses it, her mind goes blank, as bloodlust fills her body, sending fire through veins, and knives through the lining walls of her stomach.
Buffy hears the growl pass her lips as the asian girl says something about hair and light sockets, it doesn't matter as Buffy misses it, to occupied with launching her self at the girl, reaching her strong arms forward. Small hands gripping the girl's hair as a look of terror places itself opon asian features. The Slayer Vampire's fangs rip into the black haired girls throat before either one of them realizes what's happeneing.
Buffy feels the blood coat her throat as she swallows by the gulp-fuls, her eyes rolling back into her head, her knees growing weak as she slips into extasy. Her arms holding the girl close, her body rocking them back and forth as she sways to the beat of the girls heart. She swoons, as her victims heart slows, breath slows, from the panicked beat it had formerly taken.
Her kness buckle as they drop to the street, the girl in blue and pink pajamas trapped in an embrace of death, her life draining out of her. Buffy leans forward, the girls short black hair touching the ground, vampire fingers stroking those silken locks. She drinks the last gulp of blood as she collapses onto the girl, both of them laying in the street.
Buffy lays there in a daze, her body taking uneeded breaths, her face sliping from the demonic features back to those of her human self. Buffy doesn't even notice, to busy releshing in the feeling of her entire body tingling, her cheeks flushed from the fresh blood. Her tounge slips out lazily to lick the sticky red liquid from her lips.
She realizes she is warm and the girl underneath her is cold. Stolen life. Buffy wonders idly if she should be feeling guilt right now, there was none in her gut, no knots twisting, threatning to make her throw up like there had been after she sent Angel to hell. Angel.. the name seems to echo hollow like in her mind, not sending her into gut-wrenching sobs like usual, but the faint ache was still there, not like it had been before, but enough to know there was some emotion attatched. Perhaps regret?, For not throwing herself in after him, no. More likely for not killing him sooner.
She vaugley thinks if this is how it was for him, the temptation, if it was always there, when they were close, the heat of her body driving him mad like it had for her when she was near Faith.
Thinking of Faith, she sits up slowly, her muscles like jello, slipping fluid and smooth. Buffy looks to the sidewalk, were Faith still lays, sprawled out, her hands still rest above her head. Oops, don't think i should have done that. Buffy's lips quirk slightly, 'Course knowing Faith she'd probly like it, although she'd also have to be consious so she could enjoy it. The elder slayer crawls lasily over to the passed out girl, content on sliping next to her and nuzzling warm flesh. Better not, she'll probly wake up and hurt me, or she could wake up and puke on me seeing as how she is drunk off her ass.
"Oi," Buffy grunts aloud as she stands up, streching, arching her back as she raises her arms over her head and moans, almost purrs as her back pops. She reaches down to Faith, slipping one under the younger girl's arms, and one under her leather clad knees. Buffy straightens up, lifting the dark haired slayer with ease, she begins walking in the direction of Faith's apartment.
ok , more suggestions, do ya want buffy to stay at faiths apartment till she wakes, or to leave and find someplace to think, or hunt some more..or or.. anything really , suggest away, im still not sure how evil im gonna make buffy, but im deffinetly thinking of some scoob bashing..mostly in the xander variety, mabye g-man too, or i could have buff turn faith and Will and have the three rain bloody terror over sunny d....but im thinking the, "im kinda evil kinda not" approach to buffy being turned might be where i head...and as for angel coming back..not very likely..unless you want him back..or he can come back and buffy can brutally muder him, or faith brutaly murderds him and buffy doesn't care, whatever..but please review..cuz more reviews mean faster chaps...lata