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They spent the morning up on the roof terrace. Faith told Buffy everything that happened to her after she had gone to jail. Then all of what had occurred after Angel had come for her at the courthouse. How he had taken care of her. How Queen C had taken over when he had temporarily gone mad, how Cordy had enlisted the aid of Wesley and Gunn. How she had worked for Angel before she came here, her struggle the first time when she actually had to stake a vamp and then finally she told the story leading up to her coming back to Sunnydale.
Buffy moved out of Faith's arms, and turned to face her, kneeling. She reached out and gently wiped away the tears from Faith eyes. Tears Faith hadn't even realized she was crying. She gently cupped that beautiful face between her hands.
"Have I ever told you how amazing I think you are? How proud I am of all that you've done. How honored I am just to know you. How much you awe me. How humbled I am by you. How I admire that you aren't afraid to show the world who you are or how much you care..."
"Enough B. You're gonna give me a big head!" Faith laughed softly, pulling Buffy back down into her arms, placing a tender kiss on her lips.
Then softy Faith told her, "Those are all the things I saw in you. All the things I still see and feel about you. Things that you always were, things that you are now, things that no matter what you do, you will always be. Always be to me."
Buffy snuggled back into those strong arms, feeling safe, feeling loved, feeling forgiven. Faith began gently to probe her with questions. Drawing Buffy out, getting her to talk about what happened in the same manner that Angel had gotten her to talk. Giving Buffy a chance to release it all, just like Angel had given her.
Release all the dark demons that had been haunting her, the demons that had nothing to do with Faith and the ones that had everything to do with Faith. The things that had nothing and everything to do with each other. Faith directed the conversation like a conductor, leading Buffy to the road she herself was on and after they had finished talking they lay secure in each other's arms. Comfortable in the silence and Faith knew that Buffy was well on the road to healing and forgiving herself. There was nothing left to stand in their way.
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They had barely made it in the door before Dawn rushed them.
"Willow and Tara said I could sleep over. They're gonna teach me some spells! SocanIcanIBuffy? Pleaseeeee!"
Faith had to hide her smile behind her hand when she saw that there was already a bag packed by the bottom of the stairs.
"Well can I?" Dawn impatiently asked again.
"Well... I don't know Dawn..."
Dawn turned and looked at Faith begging her with her eyes to help her.
"Come on B. What harm can it do?" Faith said playing along with Buffy.
"I don't know Faith. You know spells and things. I mean she could get hurt."
"I'll be careful I promise. Please Buffy!"
Buffy leaned against the wall, rubbing her chin pretending to think about it. Dawn looked pleadingly at Faith again.
"The kid said she'd be careful. I 'm sure Red and Blondie won't teach her anything bad. Right guys?"
"Right no bad spells... Just good spells... No bad type spells... Like blowing up spells... or turning people into furry things... You know like the spell I did... Ah... forget that..."
"Right what Willow said I think..." Tara said pretending to be confused. Actually, she was confused. Wondering if Willow really did blow something up, she already knew about Willow turning Amy into a rat.
"Still..." Buffy said. "I don't know..."
Dawn took a good look at her sister. She had that evil gleam in her eyes, like the one she got just before a tickle fest was heading someone's way. Buffy was teasing her, she knew it!
"You're teasing Buffy! That's not fair!"
"Of course I am. Why wouldn't I let you stay with Will and Tara?" Buffy smiled at her sister. "Why don't you go pack a bag."
Faith started laughing, and was quickly joined by the others, while Buffy watched them confused.
"What's so funny?"
"You know for a Slayer, sometimes your powers of observation are severely lacking." Faith pointed at the bag by the stairs.
"Why you..." Buffy looked at Dawn. "You already knew I would say yes didn't you?"
"Well I kinda hoped you would." Then Dawn surprised her sister, by hugging her quickly. "Thanks."
Dawn ran over and grabbed her bag.
"Did you remember to pack your toothbrush?" 'God,' Buffy thought, 'I sound like Mom.'
Dawn shook her head no, and Buffy pointed towards the stairs. Dawn rushed up them two at a time.
"Pack your travel one, not the other one." Buffy yelled up after her.
"So what are you two going to do on your Dawn free night?" Goddamn if all four of them didn't turn beet red after Willow's innocent question.
"Well Faith here has to go meet Giles for her physical therapy session for her shoulder, and of course her stamina training. Seems that Giles thinks Faith has a little problem with her stamina, as he says, 'Buffy did you notice as of late Faith seems to be quite winded after training?' What could I do?" Buffy couldn't stop the amusement in her tone.
"Ya coulda said no B! After all it's your fault. What do you have, radar or something? It's like you know two minutes before he's going to walk into the training room." Faith pouted.
It was like Buffy really did have radar, over the last few days right before Giles would come and check how their training was going Buffy would attack Faith, leaving her panting just when Giles walked in. They thought he was oblivious to the fact that Faith's labored breathing had nothing to do with training and everything to do with Buffy, and Buffy's hands, her mouth, just her in general. Neither Slayer knew Giles as well as they thought they did, thus his suggestion for the new addition to Faith's training routine. He might be old by their standards but he had been young once too, he was waiting to see how far they would let this go, before they told him about their relationship.
It saddened him a little that Buffy didn't feel comfortable enough to tell him about it. Or tell him about what happened between them even before this, he wished that she had. Maybe things could have turned out differently the first time if she had.
"I'm sorry baby." Buffy walked over and put her arms around the pouting Dark Slayer. "How about I make it up to you? While you're training I'll go shopping and when you get back to the Mansion I'll have dinner waiting for you... And of course dessert..." The last part was said so low and throaty that Faith felt her knees get weak, and herself get wet at the thought of just what or rather who, she would like to have for dessert.
Faith was ready to burst; a single touch from Buffy after all the days of torturous foreplay was all it would take to send her spiraling over the edge. The temperature in the room rose about a hundred degrees. Even the witches began to sweat.
"You don't play fair B." Faith groaned under her breath, as she felt Buffy's hand slide down and lightly caress her ass out of view of the witches.
"Found it! Let's go!" Dawn screamed running down the stairs.
"Hold up there a second Dawn." Buffy said, halting her sister's headlong rush out the front door. "Be good and listen to Will and Tara. Faith why don't you walk with them since you have to go to the Magic Shop anyway?" Faith didn't argue, knowing that Buffy was a little worried about Dawn being out alone even if she was with the two witches.
"Sure B," Faith stole a quick kiss, as she moved to go out the door.
Buffy stopped her for a second and said for her ears only, "Call me when you're done. I'll make sure that everything is ready when you get home."
Faith leaned back a little from Buffy and looked her directly in the eyes. Both knew without saying it, that the time was right for them to take the next step in their relationship.
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"Honey I'm home..." Faith yelled as she came through the door of the Mansion, her nervousness getting the best of her.
She didn't know why she was so nervous, it wasn't like they hadn't done this before. But she knew that wasn't true, this was different. This wasn't a Get some, Get gone deal, a quick fuck in bathroom and then a see-ya-bye thing. This was different, it felt different and with all her heart, the Dark Slayer wanted it to be different.
She wanted to know what it was like to have someone touch her with love, not just lust, wanted to touch Buffy, be with Buffy in the same way. Faith was afraid she wouldn't know how, afraid she would disappoint her. What Faith didn't realize was that she had always touched Buffy that way, it had always been in her touch, in her eyes, for her it had always been more than just simple lust, she had just never given full rein to those feelings. And in a small way it always had been that way for Buffy too.
"In here," Buffy yelled from the kitchen. She kept her voice light; she was nervous, and if she knew Faith the way she thought she did, then Faith was probably a hundred times more nervous than Buffy was. She had gotten another of those weird little echoes of Faith's emotions the second Faith had come through the door.
They had always been able to sense each other's presence, sense how each other felt. But this was different, it was like she was getting a muffled version of what Faith actually felt. She needed to talk to Giles about this; there was a lot she needed to talk to Giles about. Now however, was not the time to think about that, now was the time to center her thoughts around Faith.
Buffy wanted this to be perfect. They were both like over-wound tops, it would be so easy after this week to just rush it, reduce it back to nothing but lust. The romance, the anticipation weren't new to her, this was just a little different, they had already been together, but this was something more, and Buffy wanted to make sure that she showed that to Faith.
For Buffy, tonight was all about Faith. All about showing and giving to Faith everything she should have from the beginning. They both needed to relax and Buffy had just the thing in mind, a little unfinished business one might say.
"Hey," Faith stood fidgeting by the counter.
"Hey," Buffy walked over and folded Faith into her arms. She pressed a soft kiss on the base of her neck, not quite able to stop herself from taking a quick taste of the sweat that was there. "Why don't you go shower and change while I finish in here."
Buffy gently detangled herself from Faith and gave her a light shove towards the stairs.
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Faith walked into her bedroom shedding her clothes as she went. When she sat down on the chaise lounge, she looked around. The bedroom was clean, Buffy had cleaned her bedroom, now that she thought about it the whole Mansion was clean. While Faith wasn't dirty, she wasn't very neat either, so she reasoned, Buffy must have cleaned the Mansion.
Upon the bed there was a single white and red rose wired together, the roses were flanked by the white and black stuffed panthers Faith had won for Buffy at the fair. Faith knew that each different color rose meant something but she didn't know what. She picked them up and smelled them, she loved the smell of roses, actually all flowers, she loved flowers. Another of her well-kept Bad Girl secrets. As for the panthers, she still didn't know why Buffy had wanted to keep them. She reminded herself to ask about them tonight.
She finished getting undressed, actually picking up her clothes and throwing them in the hamper. Naked she padded over to the closed bathroom door; she opened it and stopped in her tracks.
The bathroom was lit by what must have been close to fifty candles. They flickered in the slight breeze creating dancing shadows upon the marble walls. The Jacuzzi tub filled and steaming, the jets already on keeping the water warm. There was an alluring scent rising from the steaming water. Faith wasn't sure what it was, but whatever it was smelled both heavenly and sensuous at the same time. Next to the tub was a little table that hadn't been there earlier today and it was the same height as the tub, making it easy for the person in it to reach whatever they might put on it. Hanging on a hook by the tub there was a brand new deep, dark purple, almost black, silk robe. Faith touched the robe liking the feel of the silk beneath her fingers, its smooth texture, soft, and delicate. There were two very large black bath pillows, and a large, soft-looking body sponge.
Wow! B did this for me? Wow! I wonder if she'll believe me if I tell her I need help washing my hair again?
Faith climbed gratefully into the tub. She dunked her head under wetting her hair, then she leaned her head back resting it on one of the pillows. She relaxed into the silky, seductive heat of the oil-scented water, closing her eyes. She let herself drift off into a light sleep.
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"Knock. Knock." Faith opened her eyes slowly and saw a vision standing in the doorway of the bathroom. "I thought you might be thirsty or want some company."
Buffy walked into the bathroom. In her hand she carried an ice bucket with a bottle of... was that champagne in the bucket? In her other hand, she had two flute glasses with a strawberry in each. She had on a dark amber silk robe that looked exactly like the one that was hanging on the wall for Faith. Her hair hung loosely around her shoulders, she didn't have a trace of makeup on, there was a hint of mischief in her hazel eyes, and a soft sensuous smile played around her lips. Faith was speechless all she was capable of at the moment was staring at the vision before her.
"You don't mind if I join you? Do you Faith?" Her tone was light almost casual. She waited for Faith to answer her.
"N-n-n-o."
Did I say that out loud? I did not just stutter. When did I start stuttering?
Buffy moved closer to the side of the tub and smiled at Faith. It was a very wicked smile, a fucking downright Cat-that-ate-the-canary smile. A smile that made Faith shudder in anticipation.
"Good... because... you know... we never really did get to finish that last bath... Well... At least not the way I would have liked to..."
Buffy voice flowed over Faith in the same silky, seductive way the water in the bath flowed around her.
Buffy put down the ice bucket and the glasses on the table. She looked at Faith in the tub, then at where the table was, and moved it a little off to the other side. She poured champagne into each glass. Locking her eyes with Faith's she slowly untied the sash of the robe, then slid it from her to the floor. Her smile grew a little larger as Faith's eyes widen upon seeing what she had on underneath, or rather what she didn't have on underneath.
Christ I'm gonna have a heart attack just looking at her. OHGOD!
Buffy climbed into the tub with her, sliding down the side facing her sideways. One of her legs moved behind Faith's back, and slowly Buffy slid behind her, until she had a leg on either side of Faith. She reached out and took hold of Faith by the waist and slid her back to her, stopping when Faith's back was almost flush against her front.
The heat coming from Buffy was warmer, hotter than the water, and Faith moaned when that heat touched her. Buffy slid Faith's hips forward slightly, while gently pulling her torso back against her so that Faith was semi-reclining against her, her head leaning back upon Buffy's shoulder.
Buffy reached over and picked up a glass, handed it to Faith, and reaching back picked up the other for herself.
"Here's to us. And to you: the newest member of my family."
Faith smiled up at Buffy as she spoke. She would have liked to have said something in return but she had been rendered incapable of speech the second Buffy had gotten in the tub with her. It felt like there were two holes being burnt right through her back where Buffy's breasts touched her. The sides of her thighs felt like they were going to melt where they came into contact with Buffy's legs. She couldn't even begin to think about the slick heat that was only a few inches away from her lower back and buttocks.
"You know it's bad luck if you don't drink for a toast Faith." Buffy took a sip of champagne, and smiled at the Dark Slayer.
Faith raised her glass to her mouth but in her haste and not having a lot of experience with flute glasses, she tipped it just a little too far when it touched her lips. The strawberry came rushing towards the rim of the glass, propelling the champagne out of the glass in a river over her lips, down her chin, her neck, and ultimately headed towards her breasts.
Shit! Goddamn it! Real fucking attractive! Suave aren't...
Faith's thoughts trailed off as she tried to sit up to only have Buffy hold her against her as she trailed her hand up the side of Faith's neck, turning Faith's face towards her.
"Wouldn't want to waste that..." Low, throaty, and husky, Buffy's voice wrapped around Faith as her head started to lower.
Beginning with Faith's lips Buffy began to lick up every bit of spilled champagne. Lingering, teasing with the promise of a deeper kiss. But these kisses were only meant to promise, to tempt, to tease. She trailed her way down Faith's chin, licking, nipping, coming back up to her mouth murmuring under her breath something about missing a spot. Her hand tangled in Faith's hair keeping her turned towards her, and Faith pressed tightly to her.
Buffy's other hand, which had magically put down her own glass came up to capture the champagne that had managed to make its way to Faith's breasts. While her lips moved lower to find the sweet champagne that had dripped down the Dark Slayer's neck. Her mouth slid up to behind Faith's ear, remembering the sensitive spot she had found during the last bath. She scraped her teeth along it with slightly more pressure repeatedly, then used her tongue to soothe the tender spot.
Faith moaned so low and deep that Buffy actually felt it vibrate through her.
Faith tried to turn in Buffy's embraced, but Buffy stopped her.
"Stay. Just stay like this."
"B. I..."
"Just let me touch you. I've thought about touching you all day... Just thinking about it... I had to stop myself from..."
"From what B?" Faith barely managed to get out because Buffy's hand was once again moving on her breast. Swirling the champagne around her nipple, the sides of her fingers brushing against Faith's nipple but not really touching it.
"I had to stop myself from... touching myself just at the thought of you..." Buffy breathed into Faith's ear, eliciting another moan from the Dark Slayer at the thought of Buffy touching herself.
"You like that idea Faith?" Buffy laughed softly in her ear.
Was there a promise in that question?
Faith never got a chance to answer because Buffy's mouth came down on hers in a kiss that seared the Dark Slayer.
Buffy's tongue ravaged Faith's mouth. Plunging into Faith's mouth forcefully, banishing any coherent thoughts. Buffy dominated the kiss, dueling with Faith's tongue, opening her mouth even wider as if to swallow the Dark Slayer whole. Then she was pulling back from the kiss, and began to tease Faith again. With light touches of her lips upon Faith's, running her tongue along their outline, sneaking in to taste quickly, pulling back every time Faith tried to deepen the kiss. Catching her bottom lip between her teeth, nibbling on it, sucking it into her mouth, and running her tongue along it.
Every touch of Buffy's mouth on her was sending sparks of desire right from Faith's mouth straight down to her core. Faith could already feel her insides clutching, feel tiny spasms rippling through her. Almost like little aftershocks, no one had ever made her feel like this. This heat, this smoldering desire, Faith knew if she wasn't in the water right now, her desire would be dripping down the insides of her thighs, making them just as wet, as her center was right now. Still she didn't want this delicious torture to stop.
Faith tried again to turn around in Buffy's arms. Buffy broke off kissing Faith. This time instead of stopping Faith, Buffy moved her slightly off to her side so that now she was reclining up against one of the bath pillows instead of her. Leaving one of her legs behind Faith, she brought the other over the top of both of Faith's, bending it slightly.
Then she put her hand on Faith's hips and slid Faith closer to her, not stopping until the side of Faith's thigh and buttock were flush against the scorching heat of her own center. Even through the water, Faith could feel how wet Buffy was. Once again, Faith reached out to touch Buffy and Buffy once again stopped her.
"No. Just lean back, relax and let me spoil you. I want to spoil you. Will you let me?" The smile Buffy gave Faith was so endearing, so sincere that Faith didn't know how she could say no.
Spoil her? No one had ever wanted to spoil her. She wasn't a sit-back-and-spoil-me kind of girl. Faith wasn't sure if she even would know how to let someone spoil her. That didn't stop her from nodding yes anyway, totally caught up in the web of desire that Buffy was spinning around her.
"Good. Now just lean back and relax. Let me take care of everything."
Buffy grabbed the champagne out of the ice bucket, reaching over Faith, she refilled the glass that Faith was amazingly enough still holding, clutched in a death grip, and thankfully hadn't crushed.
Faith hissed through her teeth when the ice-cold condensation on the side of the bottle dripped onto her breasts; making her nipples harder, if that was even at all possible.
"Ooops! Sorry," there was an impish tone to Buffy's voice.
She quickly put down the bottle. Then her hot mouth was just as quickly on Faith's breast lapping up the cold drops and licking off the sticky champagne that had trailed there from before. She ran her tongue round and round Faith's nipple, occasionally in an almost absentminded way flicking the hard bud. Again, that odd echo came to Buffy. This time it was Faith's need, her passion, desire, lust, all of it and Buffy felt her own body responding to it.
She lifted her head and smiled again at Faith. She took the glass of champagne from her and took a large sip before putting it down on the table. Faith didn't notice however that she didn't swallow the champagne.
Buffy lowered her head down to Faith's breast once again. She wrapped her lips around her nipple, and Faith arched her back, thrusting her breast further into Buffy's mouth, as the ice-cold champagne warred with the heat of Buffy's tongue as it mercilessly lashed her nipple. Her hand came up to tangle in Buffy's hair holding her there, while Buffy's hands began to run teasing patterns all over her body, everywhere but where Faith needed to be touched.
Buffy caught Faith's nipple between her teeth biting on it gently and pulling on it, letting the champagne seep out around it. One of her hands came up running along Faith's neck to her mouth, tracing it with her fingertips, until Faith caught them with her teeth, sucking them deep into her mouth, running her tongue along their length. She moaned Faith's name biting down harder than she wanted causing the Dark Slayer to gasp out in pleasure that bordered on pain. She trailed her mouth and tongue up Faith's chest over her collarbone, back to the sensitive spot behind her ear again. Biting and dragging her teeth over it, licking at the tender area, causing little ripples of desire to shoot down to Faith's throbbing center. She lifted her head and saw the mark she had left. In a very primitive way, it pleased her that even with Faith's Slayer healing the mark would still be there tomorrow.
Buffy withdrew her fingers from Faith's mouth slowly exploring on her way Faith's soft mouth and skin, as her fingers trailed down. She ran her fingers down over the Dark Slayer's skin, raked her nails down over her neck, to the hollow between her breasts then up and over one, around to the other.
"Mmmmm sticky... Need to fix that." Buffy leaned into Faith and reaching over her took the large soft body sponge and a bottle of liquid soap. She paused to rub her breasts over Faith's body and smiled at Faith's gasp.
Leaning back against the tub Buffy dipped the sponge into the water, pouring soap onto it. Before she had a chance to stop her, Faith's mouth was on her breast. Buffy's nipple caught between her teeth as the tip of Faith's tongue flicked across it. Her teeth pulling on it, drawing it further out of her body.
"Faith!" Buffy felt Faith smile around her nipple as she arched her body into Faith's hot mouth.
Faith groaned as she felt Buffy's slick center thrust into her side, sliding along her body. This was torture, delicious, but torture. She felt Buffy start to run the sponge over her back and shoulders, the combination of the soft, but slightly coarse sponge sending tingling sensations down her spine.
Then Buffy was gently but firmly pulling Faith away from her breast. God only knew where she found the strength to do it, but she did. She smiled sweetly at the confused looking Dark Slayer as she pushed her back to recline once again against the bath pillow.
"Spoil you. Want to spoil you. You said I could," Buffy pouted out.
Picking up one of Faith's hands Buffy began to bathe the Dark Slayer, taking her time with each of her fingers, lightly washing them with the sponge, washing first the palm of her hand, then the back. Running the sponge up the outside of her forearm than over to the inside to the sensitive skin there, applying a little more pressure against the skin, leaving little streaks of fire in its wake.
As Buffy worked her way up Faith's arm she followed the sponge with her other hand, caressing and massaging, dragging her nails or using just her fingertips on Faith's skin. By the time Buffy had worked her way across Faith's shoulders to her other arm, Faith felt an answering flush of heat, her insides clutching with every light touch of the sponge, at every almost nonexistent touch of Buffy's hand, her fingers, her nails against her skin.
Buffy slid the sponge down towards Faith's breasts, and smiled as Faith rose up to meet the sponge. She slid her leg out from behind Faith, and brought her other leg back over and between Faith's legs without once losing contact with her.
She rose to her knees and sat back resting on the Dark Slayer's thigh. A soft moan escaped her as her heat came into contact with Faith's thigh. Unable to help herself she rocked against Faith's firm thigh, sliding easily from both her own wetness and the bath oil in the water.
Faith ran her hands down Buffy's body, returning the same exquisite torture that Buffy had been inflicting on her. One hand went up to capture a firm breast, to trace along it, learning its shape and texture, faintly running her fingertips over just the top of Buffy's nipple. Her other hand slid down Buffy's stomach, circling around her belly button, then sliding down to the curls right above her heat. Her thumb moved down and began a slow circular motion on Buffy's pelvic bone right at the base of the skin that covered Buffy's clit.
"Oh God Faith!" It came out as a strangled cry.
Buffy leaned forward again, and started to run the sponge over Faith's breast, her other hand playing with Faith's throbbing nipple, rolling it between her fingers, pinching it, then soothing it with her fingertips. She switched the sponge to her other hand and gave the same treatment to Faith's other breast, while continuing to ride the Dark Slayer's thigh.
Then Buffy was sliding away and out of Faith's reach, while she still had some control left. She ran the sponge down the Dark Slayer's stomach, as she brought her other leg over Faith's nudging her until she was kneeling between them. Buffy slid a little further back and lifted one of Faith's legs from the water. She placed Faith's foot flat on her chest, and ran the sponge down the outside of Faith's leg, while her hand ran down the inside. Tracing delicate little patterns, moving closer to Faith's core, teasingly coming close, brushing against her folds, then up and around, skipping lightly over her clit then back down the inside of her thigh.
Faith's head was thrown back on the pillow, her breath coming in short little pants. She was whimpering with need, her whole body was throbbing, her insides clutching, quivering. Then Buffy's fingertips lightly brushed over her clit again and Faith arched up out of the water, seeking Buffy's touch, which was already gone.
"B! Please! Can't take it anymore..." Buffy ignored her, lowering Faith's leg and bringing her other one up to replace it.
She switched the sponge to the other hand and ran it up the inside of the lowered leg to finally come to rest on the Dark Slayer's core not moving, and Faith once again arched up out of the water rising herself into the sponge, desperate now for any kind of pressure.
"Ohgodohgodplease," she mumbled, whimpered, pleaded.
Buffy stroked the sponge, once, twice over the Faith's slick center, and then over and under her thigh to the outside, her other hand trailing close behind. Her fingers thrust once quickly into the Dark Slayer and then were just as quickly gone.
"Cruel. You're cruel, B." Faith moaned. She didn't know how much longer she could take this, Buffy had been teasing her for god only knew how long, but it felt like days.
Faith tried to sit up again only to be pushed gently back down. Buffy dropped the sponge into the water and slid her hand up to Faith's ankle, brought it up and placed it on her shoulder. She leaned down towards Faith as Faith's leg hooked over her shoulder, and began torturing her breasts again.
Faith clutched Buffy's head to her, thrusting her breast harder into Buffy's mouth. She was keening under her breath, moaning low in her throat, almost growling at Buffy. Her hips were bucking up trying to get any kind of pressure on her core, but Buffy was still withholding herself from her. Buffy was flicking her tongue rapidly back and forth over her nipple and it was sending an electric bolt straight to her core.
Then Buffy was sliding up her body, her breasts blazing a trail, rubbing over Faith's and then her mouth was on her again. Faith's own thigh was pressed against her chest, with her free hand she held Buffy to her tightly, rubbing her breasts against Buffy's desperate for any kind of contact. Her hip rhythmically pushing up into Buffy, but it wasn't enough.
Faith sucked Buffy's tongue into her mouth, moaning Buffy's name. Buffy's mouth went wild on hers, her tongue took possession of her mouth, dominating the wet, wide-open kiss. Exploring every inch of Faith's mouth, grazing her teeth, her gums, pulling back to run her tongue along Faith's lips again, then kissing along her jaw line and up to Faith's ear, grabbing her lobe between her teeth and biting it.
"Easy baby..." Buffy whispered low in her ear, sending a shudder through Faith.
Buffy leaned back, sitting on her calves, she started running her hands over Faith's body again in random patterns, never staying anywhere for too long. Using light touches, then rough, sometimes the whole of her hands, sometimes just her fingertips, her nails. Over Faith's arms, her breasts, her neck, her face, her legs, her slick hot center, her clit, and Faith began to tremble, as Buffy teased and tormented her.
"TouchmeBpleaseohplease..." Faith began chanting under her breath between gasps.
Finally, Buffy's hand came to rest against her core and again Faith surged up out of the water hard against her hand, her leg falling off Buffy's shoulder.
Buffy's fingers moved excruciatingly slow, and so lightly over Faith's slick center, along the folds of her core, tracing along the outside of them over and around her clit. Thrusting shallowly into the Dark Slayer who bucked again trying to get Buffy's fingers in her deeper.
There was a raging inferno streaking through every cell of Faith's body, her skin oversensitive to even the movement of the water flowing around her. No one had ever made her feel like this before, even Buffy. Buffy brought her up the crest, holding her there. Then Buffy eased her back down. Teasing her, taking her up the hill again then back down. Her fingers never stopped their exploration, thrusting shallowly, her other hand on Faith's stomach keeping her from bucking up to high, and getting her fingers in her deeper. The fire in the pit of Faith's stomach continued to build, spreading and fanning out to every part of her body.
Buffy watched Faith, bringing her up to the edge over and over, but denying her release. She was getting those echoes of Faith's sensations again, and Buffy rose with her each time. Gently she thrust one finger into the Dark Slayer and felt her walls clutch tightly around her.
"Beeeeeeeeee! Oh God!"
Buffy started a slow and steady rhythm, building up the tension in Faith again. Cooing to her, knowing this wasn't enough to send her over, keeping her there on the brink.
"Sssh... not yet, baby..." Buffy whispered to her stopping the motion of her hand.
"I can't B... I can't..."
"Yes you can..." Then Buffy started up the rhythm again adding another finger, as Faith's hips kept pace with her...
"Can't take anymore. Bohgodohgodpleasecan'ttakeit..." The hand on Faith's stomach slid down stopping just above Faith's curls.
Buffy's slid her fingers out of Faith, and started teasing her again running them along her folds, while her other hand, her fingers slid down and brushed lightly, so lightly, along the length of Faith's clit. Faith's heart was beating frantically, as the fire in her continued to get hotter...
Steadily Buffy applied pressure to the Dark Slayer's clit. She thrust three finger into Faith hard and deep, her other hand circling her clit pressing down harder. As Faith's hips rose up and she pushed herself harder onto Buffy's thrusting fingers. Buffy plunged her fingers into Faith faster, pinching her clit, catching it between her fingers sliding her fingers over and around it.
"B! God I...can't... BBBBB I'm gonna... OHGODBOHGODBBBBB!"
Buffy felt the first contraction around her fingers as Faith's orgasm hit her. She went wild on the Dark Slayer's center as Faith screamed out her name thrashing.
Faith's orgasm overtook her like a tornado she felt it with every part of her body and Buffy went wild on her, dragging it out and when it was starting to slow Faith felt Buffy's fingers curled up inside her searching for and finding her sweet spot.
When she felt Faith's orgasm begin to ebb, she curled her fingers up and found Faith's sweet spot, circling it, feeling it swell beneath her fingertips. Her other hand went wild on Faith's clit again, pinching, rubbing, circling, pressing down hard. Then Faith was screaming her name again as Buffy felt the contractions from the second orgasm clench her fingers tightly, and the Dark Slayer trembled from head to toe pushing herself forcefully into, onto Buffy's fingers driving them in deeper, holding them tightly inside her. Buffy stayed with her drawing the climax out until Faith collapsed, her body slowly sinking back down into the water.
Carefully she withdrew her fingers and slid her body up Faith's and gathered her into her arms, holding Faith close to her, pressed up against her chest, pressed to her heart. She smiled softly as Faith's arms came round to hold her tightly to her.
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They stayed holding each other in the water for a time. Buffy's body screaming in need, Faith lying exhausted against her chest. They had to move sooner or later, though neither of them wanted to.
"Faith?"
"Hmmmm."
"You okay baby? I did't hurt you, did I?"
"No! No way. Never felt like this before. No one ever..."
Faith lifted herself from Buffy and looked at that beautiful face. She didn't know if she could even explain to her how she had made her feel. No one had ever made her feel like that. No one had even come close. Not even Buffy. No one had ever been that unselfish with her before. Always before, it had been about getting off and getting gone. Even between them it had only been about that. Yes, they had teased each other but it had been different, Faith couldn't explain it but different.
For the first time ever Faith had come close to actually giving up complete and total control to someone else. Almost releasing that part of herself that she still kept safely locked away, since she was very young, even just now with Buffy. But after this she didn't know if she would be able to again, and for the first time Faith actually thought that she could give up that control and take the final steps in giving Buffy her complete trust.
"I'm hungry. How about you?"
Faith just nodded at Buffy, still trying to sort out all she was feeling. Buffy drew her up out of the water, releasing the plug from the drain first. Holding Faith to her as the water drained around them. Releasing Faith from her embrace Buffy turned on the water once again then switched it to the showerhead so they could rinse the soap and the bath oil from their bodies.
Faith came up behind Buffy when she straightened back up, embracing her from behind. Buffy leaned back into her, despite herself her body trembled and shuddered as she felt the full length of Faith's body pressing into her from behind.
Faith rubbed her breasts against Buffy's back and incredibly, felt herself getting wet, as the passion rose up in her again. She felt Buffy trembling in her arms, and got one of those odd little echoes from Buffy, the heat, the desire, the lust Buffy was feeling for her, the fact that Buffy was painfully close to going over the edge just from the feel of her pressed into her back.
The echoes of emotions that she'd been getting, and that Buffy had been getting from her over the last week were more than just their Slayer connection, but Faith was distracted from dwelling on it by the quivering golden-haired Slayer in her arms. There would be plenty of time later; right now there was something else, someone else, which required her attention.
Buffy's knees almost give out on her as Faith slid her hands up from her waist to capture her breasts. Her fingers sliding up and around the aureoles that surround her nipples, glancing over them in an almost casual way. Her head fell back upon the Dark Slayer's shoulder and Faith was quick to take advantage of her exposed throat.
The feel of Faith's mouth hot and wet as it slid along her throat making her moan low and long. Buffy could feel her own wetness dripping down the insides of her thighs. Touching and teasing Faith for so long was a double-edged sword. Touching Faith had excited Buffy almost as much as it had excited Faith, and that odd sharing of emotions, sensations that was happening between them only added to that excitement.
Faith's hands were tormenting her nipples, rolling them between her fingers, tugging on them, flicking her fingers across them, sometimes roughly, sometimes with almost nonexistent touches. Her mouth on Buffy's neck and throat, sliding her tongue down to her pulse point, sucking it, biting, nipping, scraping her teeth along it. She shifted Buffy slightly so now the pulsating spray of the showerhead added its caress to Faith's roaming hands. The water beat down on Buffy's neck, chest, breasts, and stomach. The warmth of it and Faith's hands sending currents of electricity throughout her body.
Buffy pressed herself back harder into Faith's body, one of her hands reaching behind her to run the length of Faith's thigh. She was panting like she had just run a marathon, her whole body quivering in need. Her insides clutching convulsively, she needed Faith to touch her. She doubted it would take more than a touch or two of Faith's hand upon her center for her to go headlong over the edge.
"Faith please..." already pleading.
Buffy felt Faith smile against her neck, her own breathing none too even. One hand slid down Buffy's stomach to rest just above the curls that hid her sex. She began to rotate her hips in a circular motion from behind, with each circular motion the tips of her fingers brushed against the base of Buffy's clit, in a touch that was lighter than air.
With each light touch, Buffy felt an answering pulse in her core, a clutching of her muscles.
Faith's other hand was roaming over Buffy's breasts, neck and stomach. Using her nails, she delicately traced little paths of fire over Buffy's body.
Buffy could feel her excitement coiling tighter and tighter in the pit of her stomach; little shocks of pleasure were running through her body. Even with this light touch, she was close to falling over the edge.
She brought her own hand over Faith's. She intertwined her fingers with Faith's and slowly started to slide both their hands down into her dripping center.
"Jesus B! You're so wet!" Faith groaned out and watched with fascination as both of their hands moved into Buffy's slick center. Faith felt her own desire begin to drip down the insides of her thighs. At the rate they were going, they would never leave the bathroom.
"Faith! God baby!" Buffy moaned and surged up hard into both of their hands. She slid her other hand behind her and in between their bodies, finding without a problem Faith's own hot core. She let out another moan upon feeling just how wet Faith was too.
Buffy was guiding Faith's hand upon her, while her other hand duplicated exactly what she and Faith were both doing to her own core.
Buffy slid both their hands further into her center, pressing both their fingers into her, with her other hand she pressed her thumb into Faith's clit starting a quick circular motion. Moaning as she felt Faith duplicate it upon her own clit, she felt Faith driving harder into her hand from behind, Faith's breath hot and erratic in her ear.
Buffy slid her hand away from Faith's running up to caress her arm, as Faith plunged her fingers into her. She thought briefly about turning around but the thought flew from her mind as Faith's fingers ran along her dripping slit to her clit capturing it, running along its length, flicking, stroking.
"YES! Right there! Don't stop!" Buffy was driving into Faith's hand as hard as she could, with her free hand she reached out, placing it on the marble wall.
Her other hand became rougher on Faith's clit, her wrist and hand beginning to hurt from this odd angle they had managed to get themselves into. Faith was chanting her name under her breath, driving herself into Buffy's hand for all she was worth, incredulous that she could feel this way again so soon after the two previous earth-shattering orgasms Buffy had given her.
"Faith... baby oh god... I'm gonnacumFaithdon'tstop..." Buffy chanted between pants.
Her orgasm hit her hard and fast, overtaking her like a freight train. She let out a high-pitched scream, as Faith held onto her tightly around the waist as her whole body convulsed. Faith's finger pinching, pressing harder into her clit, milking Buffy's climax, slamming her own hips harder into Buffy's hand, grinding herself against Buffy's fingers on her clit. At the same time, getting those muffled echoed sensations of Buffy's orgasm, and she felt herself climaxing around those fingers and with Buffy, feeling the intensity of both her own orgasm and the echo of Buffy's at the same time. Groaning out Buffy's name as the fire raced through her. Holding them both up as she felt Buffy's legs give out.
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"Would you mind lighting the candles baby?"
Faith looked around the living room which had too many candles to count scattered throughout the room. She was awed again, all this for her? Buffy must have run around like a lunatic setting all of this up when she had gone upstairs to shower.
Over by the fireplace, there were huge throw pillows the kind you could lean back against and recline on with a small low table like a Japanese restaurant would have. The table was already set with glasses, plates and candles.
Cleaning, shopping, cooking, Faith was blown away, and inexplicably, after all that had just happened between them in the bathroom, she felt a case of shyness coming over her. No one ever had gone to this much trouble for her. It was almost overwhelming, she had seen glimpses of this side of Buffy. Glimpses since they had returned to Sunnydale from L.A. and before when she had been here the first time those few short years ago, but nothing had prepared her for this.
Buffy peeked out from the kitchen and saw Faith just standing in the middle of the living room with an almost awed, dazed, look on her face. Picking up the kitchen matches, she walked silently over to her and wrapped her arms around the Dark Slayer from behind, her chin resting on Faith's shoulder.
"Thought you might need these," Buffy held out the matches in front of Faith, who took them from her. "Dinner will be ready in about ten minutes. So why don't you light the candles and then go sit and relax. You probably figured out that we'll be eating in front of the fireplace. 'K?" Buffy released Faith, but not before placing a light kiss on her neck.
"'K," Faith turned and caught Buffy up in a tight bear hug before she could get more than a step away from her. Buffy's arms came back around her, holding Faith just as tightly. Faith reluctantly released her after a minute and set about lighting all the candles.
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"Dinner is served!"
Faith couldn't help but laugh at the size of the tray Buffy was carrying loaded down and piled high with food. There looked to be enough food for about ten people. They were going to need three jobs each just to be able to afford to feed them both.
"No stay there, I've got it under control." Buffy told Faith when she started to rise from the floor. Buffy placed the tray carefully upon the low table, and was proud that she managed not to knock anything off. She ran back into the kitchen and came back with another ice bucket with champagne.
"I thought we would try Japanese tonight," Buffy said as she sat down to the left of the Dark Slayer.
"Wow B, this looks great. I can't believe you made all of this." Faith looked at the tray, which was loaded with lobster, filet mignon, tempura, shrimp, chicken, and other food that she didn't recognize. There appeared to be a variety of sauces to dip everything in as well.
"Well... I... um... didn't exactly make it." It came out a low mumble.
"What?"
"I didn't exactly make it... I kinda bought it... I just heated it up... I really can't cook and I didn't want to go out to dinner and I didn't want burgers you know... so I ordered it..."
"It doesn't matter, it's great! And you did all this other stuff. I mean you cleaned the Mansion. The bath..." Faith felt herself blushing, and she suddenly got nervous and shy all over again. "And a... the candles and... the roses... I like flowers... did I ever tell you that... no probably not... and all of this... No one's ever done anything like this for me before. I don't even know how to begin to thank you and I'm babbling just like Red and I think I'll stop now. Except what's with the panthers B?" This time Faith watched as Buffy started to blush.
"The panthers?"
"The panthers, you know the ones on the bed. The black and white stuffed panthers. The two I won for you at the fai..." Suddenly it became clear why Buffy wanted to keep them. A big goofy grin slowly spread over Faith's face and she watched as Buffy's face turned a little redder because she knew that Faith had finally figured out why.
"They're us! Aren't they? They remind you of us, don't they B? The Light and Dark Slayer, the light and dark panthers! I'm right aren't I? Aren't I B?" The goofy grin grew a little bigger, and Buffy couldn't help but give one in return to Faith, she sounded like a little kid who just discovered where the candy was hidden.
"Guilty as charged."
"But why the panthers B? There were other light and dark stuffed animals." Faith was surprised to see Buffy blush all over again.
Hmmmm. Want to know this...
In her effort to find out why Buffy picked the panthers Faith was forgetting about being nervous and shy.
Now it was Buffy's turn to babble.
"Just cause. I liked them. They're cute. Real cute ya know. Like cats. Really like them."
"Not gonna work this time. I want to know why... Remember what happened last time when you wouldn't tell." That evil gleam suddenly appeared in Faith's eyes.
"Okay. Okay. I'll tell. Well... you see..." With each word, Buffy's voice got a little husker, sending a shudder of desire through the Dark Slayer. "I wanted to keep them because of you. Because you... when I think of you... You remind me of one... All sleek and smooth. Muscular, but soft in a way. The way your muscles seem to almost ripple under your skin when you move, the way they feel under my hands... The way you are wild and untamed but still cuddly in a way... The way you move so sensuously and gracefully... The heat that comes from you... The way you almost purr, or sometimes growl when we..." Buffy trailed off, taking a page from Faith's book of late and becoming suddenly shy.
Faith was blown away again. She hadn't expected that answer, not that she didn't like it. Funny thing was she kind of always thought of Buffy that way too.
Buffy could swear that Faith was purring now, and she was certainly puffing out her chest, sort of like a peacock displaying its colors. It was damn cute. She was arching her eyebrow at Buffy waiting for her to continue.
"Oh no. That's it; if I tell you anything else I'm going to have to get you all new hats to fit that ego of yours in Faith." Faith pouted at her. "Not gonna work." Buffy decided to change the topic. "I'm hungry. aren't you?"
Faith smirked at her, knowing exactly what Buffy was doing. And Buffy caught a glimpse of the wild child that Faith had been when they first met. It was a different wild child to be sure, but still the same and Buffy had to admit she missed that part of Faith, and was glad that she was finally letting her out again.
Buffy handed a pair of chopsticks to Faith and picked up a pair for herself.
"What is all this stuff B?"
"Well there's lobster, shrimp, filet mignon and... Well I'm not really sure... I ordered it but... I guess we'll find out together."
Faith watched Buffy as she used the chopsticks to pick up a piece of lobster. She had never tried using chopsticks, but hell, how hard could it be? She put one chopstick between her index and middle finger, the other she held with her thumb and ring finger then she tried to pick up a piece of food. She got it halfway to her mouth before it fell, the chopsticks crossing. She tried again, this time she couldn't even pick up anything. She looked up and saw that Buffy was smiling at her, a smile that bordered on a smirk.
Buffy watched Faith wondering how long it was going to take before she would ask for help or at least a fork. She was having fun teasing her and Faith knew it, which meant she would be stubborn about it. So the dinner wasn't going exactly how she had planned but they had finally managed to relax with each other. Buffy supposed the bath had a little to do with it, and the bantering, the teasing between them was lighter, like it was always meant to be.
Faith was watching Buffy watch her, and she knew Buffy was waiting for her to ask for help, but she wasn't going to. She was being stubborn, she knew it, and damn if she wasn't hungry and Buffy just kept on eating watching her.
Faith watched Buffy, as she picked up a piece of lobster, dipped it into some butter and brought it up to her mouth. Buffy's lips glistening from the butter and Faith's thoughts turned to a different type of hunger. She licked her own lips thinking about licking the butter from Buffy's. She saw as Buffy's gaze lowered to her mouth, and how she licked her own lips in response, and when Buffy raised her eyes back up to Faith's, they were filled with a burning hot desire.
Faith smiled slowly and stabbed a piece of lobster with a single chopstick following Buffy's lead she dipped it into the butter and brought it up slowly to her mouth, Buffy's eyes never wavered from Faith's mouth.
Buffy put down her own chopsticks and rose up to her knees. She smiled as Faith's eyes grew a little larger, as they dipped down quickly to where the silk robe opened exposing part of Buffy's breast. Buffy scooted over until she was behind Faith and leaned down to her, her breath warm against Faith's ear.
"Why don't you let me show you how to use those..." A shiver went down Faith's spine as Buffy breathed in her ear, at the husky tone of her voice, at the feel of her breasts brushing lightly against her back, as a different kind of hunger coiled in the lower regions of her body.
Buffy scooted in a little closer to Faith. She leaned further into Faith's back and ran her hand down the length of Faith's arm, taking the single chopstick from Faith's now nerveless fingers. She picked up the other chopstick from the table and reached around until she was basically hugging the Dark Slayer from behind; switching the chopsticks to her other hand.
Buffy intertwined their hands and placed the chopsticks correctly between both their fingers.
"Ready to give this a try again?" Buffy leaned fully into Faith's back as together they reached down to pick up a piece of lobster from the tray.
Faith couldn't help the low moan that escaped her as Buffy pressed herself fully against her back. Food was the last thing on the Dark Slayer's mind at this moment. Together they dipped the lobster into the butter and with Buffy guiding both of their hands brought it up to the Dark Slayer's mouth.
"Good?" Faith shuddered as Buffy's breath tickled her ear and her lips brushed against it.
Together they leaned down again and pick up a piece of filet as Buffy lightly placed kisses along the side of Faith's neck. Buffy continued to help the Dark Slayer all the while placing light kisses along her neck and jaw line, along her exposed shoulder, sliding herself lightly against Faith's back. Her other hand rested on Faith's stomach her thumb rubbing in a slightly circular motion.
Faith turned a little and captured Buffy's mouth with her own. The kiss was light, just mouth upon mouth, lips caressing lips, a slow, sensuous sliding of tongues. Faith turned further into Buffy, still kissing her lightly as the chopsticks fell from their hands forgotten to the floor.
Finally they broke apart both a little breathless, they stared at the other in a little bit of wide-eyed wonder.
The moment was broken by Buffy's stomach rumbling, which turned into a very loud growl. She had spent the whole day running around trying to get everything ready that she had forgotten to eat. Not eating with their Slayer metabolism was not an option, and something their bodies did not let them forget. Both Slayers started laughing in shared understanding.
Faith picked up the chopsticks from the floor looked at them and then tossed them aside and rasped out to Buffy, "Why don't we try this my way?"
Without giving Buffy a chance to react, Faith pulled her down and across her lap so that Buffy was sitting next to her, her legs across the Dark Slayer's. Faith leaned forward and slid the low table closer to her. This time it was Faith who pushed Buffy back against the pillows.
"Relax. I don't bite." At Buffy's arched eyebrow Faith conceded, "Okay... Well... maybe sometimes I do."
"Hmmmm... So many things to choose from..." Faith dipped her finger into one of the sauces and brought it up to her mouth for a taste. She ran her finger the length of her mouth before dipping it inside, slowly removing it, then running the tip of her tongue around her lips to gather up the sauce she had only seconds ago put there. Faith repeated the action with the other six sauces making a show of it for Buffy, while Buffy watched her with an amused and hungry look on her face.
She reached over, picked up a piece of lobster, thoroughly dipped it into one of the thicker sweeter brown sauces and brought it carefully up to Buffy's mouth. Buffy took the lobster from Faith's fingers, at the same time trying to capture those fingers, Faith denied her that particular pleasure. It was her turn to tease Buffy and from the look on her face, she was determined.
Faith continued to feed both Buffy and herself, with her free hand she ran random patterns over Buffy's neck and shoulders starting a slow burning ache in Buffy.
Buffy lifted her hand up to wipe away a little of the sauce that had dripped down the corner of her mouth, only to have Faith stop her rising hand.
"Let me..." Faith ran her thumb along Buffy's bottom lip, wiping up the sauce, then brought her thumb back to her own mouth and licked off the sauce there.
"Yummm... Tastes good. Think I want more..." Then Faith was leaning down towards her, and Buffy held her breath waiting for her kiss.
Faith's kiss was soft, slow, tender and sensuous. More akin to the light caress of a summer breeze. It caused an ache in Buffy like never before. A wanting to be a part of someone in a way that she couldn't even begin to describe, couldn't even fathom how to wrap words around.
Buffy returned Faith's kiss, giving herself totally over to the Dark Slayer, in a way that she had never given herself to anyone else. There was something different about this kiss, there was passion in the kiss, but for the first time they were both kissing each other with love.
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...This is just the morning of our love ~ It's just the dawning of our love...
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They finished the rest of the food on the tray continuing to feed each other. When it was all gone, they cleaned up and Buffy put on a pot of coffee, while Faith started a fire. They were both still a little bit dazed by the kiss they shared, perhaps realizing for the first time all that they really meant to the other.
Buffy realizing that what she had felt before, even for Angel, was pale in comparison to what she felt for Faith.
And Faith who had thought she was in love with Buffy two years ago realizing that what she felt then hadn't even come close, bore absolutely no resemblance to what she felt now.
Both Slayers were suddenly feeling shy around the other; both knew it was kind of silly considering all that had happened between them. Knowing didn't stop them from feeling that way anyway.
Buffy walked back into the living room and stopped to look at Faith. She was sitting back away from the fireplace by the couch, her knees drawn up to her chest, her arms wrapped around them. Her chin was resting atop her knees and she was staring into the fire across the room.
Buffy set the coffee mugs down on the floor and sat down behind Faith drawing her back into her embrace. Faith relaxed back into her with a contented sigh, loving the feel of Buffy's arms around her. They sat that way for a while both content, staring into the fire and basking in the warmth of the other.
"Thank you for all of this," Faith whispered softly to Buffy.
"You're welcome," Buffy leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Faith's neck, and felt Faith tremble slightly.
Buffy gently withdrew her arms from around Faith and rose up to her feet. She moved to stand in front of Faith, holding her hand out to her, helping the Dark Slayer to her feet. Gently, lightly she ran her hand down the side of Faith's face, smiling at her, looking deep into her eyes. Buffy walked them over to the fireplace where the dark plush throw carpet lay, with the soft large pillows.
"I want to make love with you."
Faith's whole being soared with joy at Buffy's softly spoken words. Somehow, something was different; the feeling between them was different. Different even from two hours ago, she wasn't sure how, she just knew.
"I want that too."
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...I feel you ~ Your heart it sings ~ I feel you ~ The joy it brings ~ Where heaven waits ~ Those golden gates ~ And back again ~ You take me to ~ And lead me through oblivion ~ This is just the morning of our love ~ It's just the dawning of our love...
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Buffy's hands slid down to untie the sash of Faith's robe. As light as air they glided back up to push the silk robe from her shoulders to the ground. Her eyes wandered lazily over Faith, as Faith removed the silk robe from her, Faith's own eyes performing the same lazy inspection of Buffy's body.
"My God Faith, you are beautiful."
"I'm not the one that's beautiful B. You are." Faith said earnestly, sincerely.
Buffy watched as shadows reached out from the fire and danced across Faith. There was an almost otherworldly look about her. There were times when Buffy looked at Faith that she could see the innocence in her, see how young she was in some ways, see the unguarded side of Faith, the part of Faith that even now she kept locked away from Buffy, this was one of those times.
"No, Faith you are beautiful. I don't just mean on the outside. You're beautiful where it truly counts. Here..." Buffy placed her hand over Faith's heart. "Don't let anyone, not yourself, not me, ever tell you any differently."
"If I am like that it's because I learned it from you Buffy."
They smiled at each other knowing that neither of them would win this argument. Buffy brought Faith into her embrace and they stood holding each other, luxuriating in the feel of bare thighs against thighs, stomach against stomach, breasts against breasts, the softness and hardness of both of their bodies, the silky feel of each other's skin. Buffy began to run lazy trails over Faith's back and buttocks with her fingertips. Loving the way the goose bumps rose on the Dark Slayer's skin wherever she touched her.
Faith placed soft kisses along Buffy's neck and shoulders, running her tongue up to Buffy's ear, to run along the outside of it, causing Buffy to shudder in her arms. Then they were sinking down to the soft rug, to recline on the pillows, lying on their sides facing each other, legs entwining.
They leaned towards each other in a gentle kiss, which soon turned more passionate, caressing each other with light teases of their tongues, nibbling upon each other's lips. Building the passion between them slowly, their hands upon each other gentle, soft, light, teasing. Buffy gently rolled Faith over onto her back and followed her until she was lying on top of her.
She placed airy kisses all over the Dark Slayer's face, her fingertips following the path of her mouth. Risings up to her elbows supporting herself, Buffy trailed her mouth down, still with the light as air kisses, with tender touches of her tongue upon Faith's neck, eliciting little gasps of pleasure from her. Trailing feathery kisses over every part of Faith's skin, down her shoulders, down each arm, lightly to nip the sensitive skin on the inside of Faith's forearm, receiving a low moan of pleasure from Faith in return. Kissing the tips of each of the raven-haired Slayer's fingers, bringing each one into her mouth to taste and suck on gently. Down over her chest, to caress and kiss each breast with her hands, with her lips, with her tongue, each touch still feather light, each touch given with love.
Sliding down slowly to Faith's stomach, lying between her legs, her hands, her fingers once again followed the path of her mouth, with the same gentle caresses, sliding further running her mouth, her tongue, down each of Faith's legs until finally coming to hover over the raven-haired Slayer's center. Blowing lightly into the raven-haired Slayer's damp curls, Buffy smiled as Faith's hips rose up to greet her breath.
"B... Oh God..." Faith's whole body was on fire, this feeling more intense than ever before. Every part of her was in need, every part of her felt loved, felt whole. The intensity of this feeling more than anything she ever experienced, this slow burning ember that grew ever brighter. It almost scared her, as she felt her control slipping from her grasp.
At the touch of Buffy's tongue upon her a low strangled moan escaped from her and her hips surged up into that beautiful mouth.
Buffy ran her tongue along the length of Faith's center, loving the sweet musky taste of her, dipping further into her to gather more of Faith's essence onto her tongue. She explored the length of her folds, thrusting in as deep as she could go, keeping her touches just as feather light as her lips and hands had been upon Faith's body.
"God B... You feel so good..."
Buffy was building her up slowly, taking her time to explore every part of the raven-haired Slayer's core. She ran her tongue up to Faith's clit, gently sliding across and around it, catching it lightly between her teeth, sucking on it, as Faith pushed herself harder into her mouth. Still using those same gentle touches, those lighter than air touches of her tongue, feeling those echoes coming to her from Faith, knowing she was getting close.
"B... Wait... Please..."
Faith gently pulled Buffy up and over her. She smiled at the confused, concerned look on Buffy face.
"Did I hurt you? Do something wrong?"
Pulling Buffy into her arms Faith rolled Buffy over onto her back, smiling down at her; "No. You were doing everything right. Too right. It's just..." Faith trailed off, becoming shy again. Buffy smiled encouragingly at her.
"I just want... I want to touch you... I want us to... us together... I want to with you... do you know what I mean?" The smile that Buffy gave Faith in return was all the answer she needed.
Running her hands over Buffy's face, Faith drew delicate patterns, exploring all the contours of that beautiful face, giving for the first time full rein to all that she felt for the golden-haired Slayer. Tracing along with her fingertips like a blind person trying to paint a mental image of the person before them, using the same feather light touches that Buffy had been using on her. Taking her time to taste, to touch every inch of Buffy's skin, drinking in the sweat of her desire, the smell of Buffy's arousal, musky and uniquely Buffy. Caressing and massaging lightly along Buffy's arms, over to her breasts, suckling her nipples, biting delicately. Leaving little love marks to show where she'd been.
Buffy was in awe of Faith's touches, no one had ever touched her with such gentleness, such tenderness, such love as Faith was touching her now. Her whole body was quivering from each of Faith's touches, each of Faith's kisses. A kaleidoscope of colors flashed brightly behind her eyes, building a raging fire beneath her skin.
"Faith." Saying it just to say her name, trying to convey with it how Faith was making her feel.
Faith trailed her mouth down to Buffy's center. Using her thumbs, she opened Buffy to her. 'B,' she moaned out before she lowered her head to taste the sweetness that was her lover. Shallowly thrusting into her with her tongue, drinking of her essences, plunging in deeper, running up to flick at Buffy's clit, smiling when she heard Buffy moan low. Tracing random patterns with her tongue over every inch of Buffy's wet center, loving every second, reveling in it and awed that she could make Buffy feel this way. Receiving from Buffy those echoes of what she was making her feel, no longer caring where it was coming from this new connection, just knowing that it was supposed to be.
"Faith. Baby..."
Now Buffy was pulling Faith up and away from her. Pulling Faith into her embrace and rolling them over to their sides, kissing Faith with more passion than before, as they tasted each other on the other's mouth. Their tongues dancing, breathing into each other, as their hands started to wander over each other's bodies again with more urgency then before.
They broke from the kiss, staring into each other's eyes. Buffy's hand slid lower, coming to rest between Faith's legs, she lightly flicked the raven-haired Slayer's clit and smiled as Faith's eyes widened and her breath caught. Faith returned the favor, smiling. They lay side-by-side mirroring each other's actions, each other's gentle, feather light touches...
"B... I'm so close..."
"So am I baby..."
Buffy looked deep into Faith's eyes and saw that she was still holding a part of herself back. Buffy more than saw it; she felt it in those odd little echoes they were sharing. Without any real conscious thought, Buffy let herself open up fully to Faith, using the connection they shared as Slayers, the connection they had while they were practicing Tai Chi, and now these odd echoes of emotions, of feelings. Enveloping, surrounding Faith with everything that Buffy was, all that she felt for Faith, reaching out to Faith with her soul, telling Faith all she had yet to express with words.
Faith felt it as Buffy reached out to her. Felt that connection, not doubting it for a minute. Felt all that Buffy felt for her and she opened herself to it, letting it surround and embrace her. And in return Faith opened herself fully to Buffy finally releasing all that she felt for Buffy, had felt before, finally releasing to Buffy the part of herself that she had kept locked away for as long as she could remember.
As she released that part of herself, Faith felt Buffy start to climax, and her own body responded to it and joined Buffy in release. They rode out the storm together, breathing each other's name, prolonging it as long as possible, clinging to each other afterwards.
After a time, Faith leaned down and kissed Buffy. Trying to convey with that sweet, loving, tender caress all which she could not explain with words, giving over to Buffy all of herself, giving to her that piece of herself that because of Buffy she could finally let free.
Buffy lost herself in that kiss that told her all she needed to know. Knowing somehow that Faith has just given her complete trust and made Buffy the keeper of her heart and soul, and Buffy made Faith hers in return.
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...I feel you ~ Your precious soul ~ I feel you ~ And I am whole ~ I feel you ~ Your rising sun ~ My kingdom comes ~ I feel you ~ Each move you make ~ I feel you ~ Each breath you take ~ Where angels sing ~ And spread their wings ~ My love's on high ~ You take me home ~ To glory's throne ~ By and by ~ This is the morning of our love ~ It's just the dawning of our love - Depeche Mode
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