Chapter Fourteen

Faith look around when the aftershocks of Buffy last orgasm finally tapered off. The scene was different from the one she'd left. Instead of being outside the cottage, she found herself looking at the opening of a large cavern. She could smell the scent of mineral water and sex and with her enhanced hearing, she could make out the sounds of clanking chains and her mate begging for release, but not from her bonds. It made her whole body tighten suddenly in lust. Her own dominatrix tendencies flared at those sounds. She loved it when Willow was bound. On more than one occasion when Willow had been kidnapped, she had left her girlfriend shackled as she took out the threat, just so she could take her before finally releasing her. It never failed to make the witch come screaming. As she ran towards source of those sounds, she vaguely wondered if Buffy had found them on one of those occasions, and if the elder Slayer had watched. Just the thought made her sex spasm.

When she finally found them, she had to stop and blink at the scene before her. Willow was shackled spread-eagled with her lower legs in the water of a hot spring. Buffy upper body was visible in the water, as she slowly lapped at Willow's open pussy, her purrs rumbling throughout the cavern. Willow was in tears, her back arched in a bow, begging in desperate need.

"Mmm, Faith." Buffy glanced over at her. Her eyes were still glowing, but the rage seemed to be gone. "We've been waiting for you."

Faith could barely breathe. Her feet moved her forward without conscious thought. Buffy reached out a hand for her with a wicked gleam in her eyes.

"She's ready for you, Faith." Buffy's voice had a hypnotic quality that burrowed into Faith lust-drunk mind. If she had been clear-headed, she would have wondered at it, but all she could concentrate on was the weeping pussy of her chained mate. "Aren't you ready for her, Willow?"

"Yes, yes, please!" Willow cried. "Faith, baby, pleeeease."

Stripping quickly, Faith took Buffy's hand to steady herself as she stepped into the spring between Willow's legs. She inhaled deeply, drawing Willow's aroused scent deep into her lungs, and feel her mouth water in anticipation. Without giving Willow any warning at all, she dipped her head and plunged her tongue as far up inside the redhead as she could, making Willow climax with a choked cry. Fitting her hands beneath Willow's ass, she held her mate as she drank the juices that spilled onto her tongue in a flood. When she felt Buffy move behind her, she spread her legs, eager to feel those fingers filling her.

'Remember what I promised, Willow?' Buffy sent to Willow, making sure that Faith couldn't 'hear'. 'I told you that Faith was next. Open your eyes, witch, and watch me take your mate.'

Willow fought through her endorphin high to open her eyes. She lifted her body as far as she could, squinting in effort to keep her eyes open despite the attention Faith was lavishing on her body. Faith moaned as Buffy's hands gripped her hips, still too focused on her mate to notice that Buffy had made no more to use her fingers. Willow could feel her orgasm bubbling up inside her, but she still fought to keep her eyes on Buffy's. The blonde gave her a feral, wicked smile before shifting her lower body and thrusting the full length of the appendage into the brunette before Faith realized what was going on. Willow knew as well as Buffy did, that if Faith hadn't been fully aroused, she would have been really hurt by that one thrust, but they both caught the scent of Faith's instant, overwhelming lust the moment she had seen them.

GOD!, Faith's mind screamed at the sudden, unexpected penetration. Her body arched sharply, nearly lifting her off her feet. Her head flew back to press hard onto Buffy's shoulder as the blonde started up a hard pounding rhythm, but she had no leverage to counter-thrust, so all she could do was lean back into the Prime as she slammed into her shuddering body. Her mind melted as her lust and Buffy's lust flared through her like a wildfire. She could even feel Willow's reaction to the sight. Bowing forward, she moved her hands to the ledge for balance and rested her forehead on Willow's quivering stomach, gritting her teeth against the need to beg, as Buffy pounded into her without the slightest hesitation. Oh, fuck me, YES!

Without easing the rhythm of her thrusts in the slightest Buffy grabbed a handful of shimmering brown hair and pulled Faith back up so that her mouth was beside her ear. "You have my mate's scent on you, Faith."

Oh, shit, Faith swallowed hard. She hadn't even thought of that. Then, she gave a strangled scream when Buffy's other hand moved around her waist to pinch her swollen clit hard, and her orgasm ripped violently through her.

Buffy opened her mind to the others once again. She smiled in vicious satisfaction as they reacted to the wild, unsatisfied need still burning within her. 'You two think to keep me from my mate?' She forced Faith forward until her chest was pressed against the juncture between Willow's spread thighs. 'You think to deny me what is mine?' They could both hear the angry growl in the Prime's mental voice. Buffy's hand moved from Faith's hair to the ledge outside of Willow's thighs for added leverage as she began to thrust harder. Her other hand moved to Faith's back to hold her in place. 'I. Will. Teach. You. Both.'

After that, Buffy said nothing else as she pounded Faith relentlessly into orgasm after orgasm. Locking their minds together allowed Willow to feel the sensation of both being penetrated and being the one doing the penetrating, making her climax in rapid succession. Buffy herself had several orgasms, pausing only long enough to enjoy them, but starting again before Faith could recover. By the time the last exquisitely long climax washed through the blonde, Faith was barely coherent and Willow was a quivering mess once again, but it was enough to finally exhaust the merciless need for her mate. Pulling out of Faith's limp body carefully, Buffy carried her friend to the furs that had been created in the place of the bed when the scene changed. She could feel the lethargy settling over her as she made her way back to unshackle Willow and move her next to Faith, using her fingers to give Willow the last desperately needed climax that left her unconscious. After that, all she managed to do was removed the accessory from her body before she collapsed at their feet, her mind shutting down in blessed oblivion.

Buffy's last thought before unconsciousness carried her away rang with a mix of sorrow and horror, 'What have I done...?'

- - - BtVS - - ST: Voyager - - -

"Uhh." Faith groaned as she awoke. Damn, we gotta lay off the sex-a-thons.

She shifted, trying to ease her stiff muscles, and smiled gently as she felt Willow snuggle in closer. She opened her eyes and stiffened, taking in the cavern. What the fuck? She thought. She vaguely recalled something like it from a fanfic that Willow once read to her. Were we playing Xena & Gabrielle again? As she looked around, trying to remember what they'd done the previous night, her eyes fell on a huddled form in the hot spring.

"B?" She croaked, her throat dry.

She heard the faint splash as the body twitched, but there was no response. Opening herself up, she tried to read the blonde, but got nothing more than a vague sense of horror. She needed Willow awake to fully connect.

"Red, baby, wake up." She shook the redhead. Willow mumbled some complicated equation before burrowing further into Faith's side. "Willow! There's something the matter with B!"

She knew that combination would wake her mate faster than a bucket of ice cold water. Faith rarely used anyone's real name, and Willow's concern for Buffy was matched only by her love for Faith. "Wha... Faith?"

Gripping her chin, Faith turned her attention to the huddled body in the water. They could see that Buffy was hugging her knees tightly to her chest, as if she were hiding from something. "Open up, babe. We gotta see what's wrong."

Willow nodded even as she felt the connection between them open fully. Her eyes filled with tears at the overwhelming shock and horror that filled Buffy's thoughts. Quickly, she got out of the bed to go to her friend.

"Buffy?"

The blonde didn't respond. She didn't even shift her gaze from the lightly bubbling water.

'Buffy?' She tried mentally. All she felt was this horrible blankness that was beginning to really scare her. 'Buffy, please. What's wrong?'

Faith watched her mate and her friend. She might not be book smart, but she read people really well. She knew guilt when she saw it. She replayed last night in her head, ignoring the tingle it caused. Then she tried to see it from Buffy's point of view. "Ahh, fuck. Red, go get the Cap."

Willow looked up at her. "Faith?"

"She dominated us last night, Red." Faith explained. "Yeah, we mighta enjoyed the shit out of it, but she ain't used to doing something like that. We ain't gonna reach her. Go on, baby, move that ass and go get KJ. I'll get her outta there and into bed."

Willow was dressed and gone almost before she finished speaking. Faith walked over and sat down beside Buffy in the hot springs, allowing the heat to soak into sore muscles. She figured Willow was too wound up at the moment to feel it, but she would be suffering when the adrenaline rush faded. After a little while, she gathered the blonde into her arms and carried her to the sleeping furs, not bothering to speak. She had seen people like this before. Something happens that so bad, or that they consider it to be, and they retreat into their own minds rather than deal with it.

- - - BtVS - - ST: Voyager - - -

"Computer, locate Captain Janeway." Willow was so frantic, she didn't even realize that she was still speaking her own language.

'Captain Janeway is on the bridge.'

Tearing through the corridors to the nearest turbolift, Willow realizes that she's speaking S'Terran as she gives her destination. And to her surprise, the turbolift moves. Interesting, she thought, then immediately decided that it was mystery best solved later. After Buffy was okay. She nearly fell over the threshold as the doors opened in her haste.

"Captain!" Willow gasped. "Something's wrong with Buffy and Faith said that you have to come because she isn't responding to either of us. She just sitting in the water looking lostandwhenwetriedtoreachouttoherthroughourbondthere'sthishorribleblanknessthat'sscaringthehelloutofusand..."

"Whoa, Willow, slow down." Kathryn grabbed her arm to stop her frantic pacing. "Start from the beginning. What's wrong with Buffy?"

Taking a deep breath to calm herself down, Willow explained what happened last night and how they found Buffy this morning.

"Oh, Kahless." Kathryn muttered under her breath. She motioned over for Lt. Ro to join them. "Laren, that situation we were speaking on last night has hit a bit of a snag. You're going to have to take over my shift for the next few days."

"Are you sure, Captain?" Laren asked. "Once you do this, there is no turning back."

"I know, but this can't go on." Kathryn responded softly. "Either they won't be able to help her, or she'll do something that she'll never forgive herself for."

As she walked with Willow to the turbolift, she marveled at the changes that had happened over the past several days. She had gotten to know both B'Elanna and Laren rather well lately, mostly because Buffy insisted that they all spend their shore leave together and, as Kathryn had said, she could be very persuasive when she wanted to be. She knew more about B'Elanna now than she did the first time, more about what went on in the half-Klingon's head than just what was under her uniform. She realized that it wouldn't take much to fall for the engineer like she had fallen for Buffy and Seven, and that made her a little uneasy. Laren, on the other hand, felt strictly like a friend. A female confidant that would be there in the same manner that Tuvok had always been there. Always willing to listen, either quietly or offering advice as needed. Reining in her impulsiveness when necessary, but always willing to support her when she went on full speed ahead. Kathryn had never had female friends like that.

She had kept moving while she was lost in thought. Her feet knowing her beloved ship so well that she could navigate her way around blind, deaf and dumb. The first thing she noticed when the Holodeck doors opened was that it was no longer the New Zealand program. "Ahh, Willow, where are we?"

Willow flushed scarlet. "Umm, it's a program that I wrote for me and Faith. I'm not really sure how Buffy knew about it."

Kathryn's brow rose, but Willow kept her gaze firmly on the path before them. "They're in the cavern. This way."