Title: Warped Rationale (2?)

Author: Tab

Rating: R to NC-17 (all in time)

Pairing: Buffy/Faith

Summary: A redone version of Enemies. Faiths smarter than they think. This jumps right into the confrontation in the episode ENEMIES.

Disclaimer: I dont own any of the characters, they belong to Joss

Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and 20th Century Fox. I make no profit in writing this, blah blah blah

NOTE: Sorry bout the delay, im gonna make sure to update atleast every 3 days. Its been a weird 3 days and my power has gone out twice, one killing my computer but I managed to bring it back with the help of "George" the computer geek on the phone :)

thanks a bunch for the review davide.

And sorry for the short chapter, ill be writing more tonight so I may even be able to update again today.

F-POV:

B's been out of commission for hours. I phoned the boss from my apartment and he hooked me up with another sweet crib a street over. Its basically the same, kitchen, tv area, and a sick bedroom with its own fucking patio. When I got there I chained Bs arms to the wall and looked her over and I decided that the little brat had too much clothing on. I striped her down, which probably wasn't the best choice of doing after I chained her to the wall, but whatever I'm over it, hope princess doesn't mind a few rips in her pastel shit clothes though.

Miss high and mighty butt naked, she's gonna have a coronary when she wakes up. But wow does B got a great rack, not a whole lot there but it seems to suit her. Her whole body seems perfect, and I dunno if it made me happy or just more pissed. Her skin looks as smooth as silk with no scars marring it, guess we'll have to do something about that later. That sun kissed tan she has, continues evenly all over her body, no tan lines. I know right? A little risky for our perfect B. shame shame.

She shifts a little, still in her dreams. Probably her and angel getting dirty, what the hell is it with her and vamps anyway! Ugh the thought alone makes me gag. But screw soul boy and their fairy tale love, she's mine now and she's gonna realize how meant to be we really are. I just might have to none to gently help her along the way to see it.

She mumbles something and I know I'm wearing the cat ate the canary grin, she's cute ill give you that. I walk over to her and bend over kissing her square on the lips. It takes her a moment to respond making the kiss deeper, hungrier. I kneel down so I have better access and she moans. I know she's somewhere between sleep and consciousness, must be a happy place.

I push her against the wall, groping her breast. Mm could definitely get used to this. She moans again and I know she's coming back to reality. I slip my idle hand down between her legs, lightly skimming over her pussy god she's fucking wet. I locate her clit and stop kissing her, to watch her face. Her brow furrows and her lips open, her cool breath hitting my face. I smile God she's beautiful. I use my thumb to toy with her clit and her breathing picks up, I slip my index finger into her and her face contorts, she shifts trying to get more friction.

I lean closer and capture her lips and she kisses back and starts to grope me. Her moans are driving me crazy, I slip another finger into her and she gasps "Angel" . My actions screech to a halt. WHAT!

I pull my fingers out roughly. The fucking bitch, I move away from her and she falls onto the ceramic tiles without my support. Her eyes open quickly but are still blurred with sleep.

"what.. Where am I?" she asks shakily, her memory coming back.

I kick her in the stomach and she tries to back up only to find a wall and chains restricting her.

"fuck B, you had to go and ruin the moment"

"what..?" she asks but I can tell her minds already figured it out.

"faith, don't touch me!"

" aw come on blondie that's not what you really want"

"faith, I'm warning you"

I laugh ,"B that's my line". I grow deadly serious, "Don't ever bring that bastard's name up again."

Her eyes shine with defiance. "Who, Angel?" she asks with a cocky smirk.

I back hand her causing her head to hit the wall.

"Wise up B. Cause as much fun as it is knocking you around, I don't like damaged merchandize." As if on cue Buffy looks down at herself, finally realizing she's naked.

"FAITH! Give me back my god damn clothes!" She yells indignantly.

I kick her again with my booted foot, "shut UP!"

I grab her by the neck and pin her against the wall.

"Buffy I want you to listen closely" I squeeze tighter around her neck, choking her. I clench my jaw, "If you don't play like a good little girl I'm gonna have to get nasty. Got it!" I saw slowly as if talking to a kid.

I let go of her neck and she gasps for much needed oxygen. I stand there waiting for her to answer "I said got it!" she keeps her eyes focused on the floor and nods. I lean down and give her a quick kiss, "Good cause right now I gotta go run some errands for boss, don't try anything stupid"

With that I head to the door, time to see G-man.

TBC...