Chapter 5
"So this gong, it's kind of a thing with you guys huh?" Buffy runs a fingertip down the length of the flat copper plate hangin' by the door with a smirk. Darwin gives her a lil bow an' presents her with a long thick bone that I don't came from anything human. Unless that human was Goliath. I look at Darwin an' shrug 'cause for all I know that thing came from his great great whatever. I hafta chuckle at the devilishly happy look on B's face. The first gong is so deep I can feel my guts vibrate with the concussion and a lil part of the darkness inside of me responds. It's like the echo tugs at me, makin' the little bit of me that's wolf and devil scramble to the surface of my skin. If I'm bein' really honest, I kinda like it an' it's why I don't stop B from doin' it one more time. "Oooh that makes me all tingly inside." I know just what she means.
"Give the nice demon his stick back, B. I wanna get this confirmation shit over already." She pouts a little before slidin' a hand in to my back pocket and fittin' herself right against my side so I can drape an arm over her shoulders. If we were anything less than who and what we are we probably wouldn't be able to walk easily like this. But we are. We fit. An' it's just like when we fight. Or fuck. We just move together in all the right ways. The great doors open an' music spills out, the bass echoing against the soles of my feet. I feel that spike of hunger and lust through my connection ta B as we take in bodies movin' together in wild frenzy. "B…."
"Yeah?" She's not even lookin' at me, an' that's okay. I'm not so much lookin' at her as I am the whole orgy of prey waitin' on us.
"Limits?" I gotta know. I wanna how bad I can be before I get lost in all that. An' believe it when I say Ima get lost in the frenzy an' enjoy every second of it. Cool hands cup my face firmly turnin' my head so that she's the only thing fillin' my focus. The second our eyes meet my hands slide over her hips pullin' our bodies tight.
"Fuck them, fight them, bleed them, whatever. I don't care. But if you let someone bleed you…I'll murder everything you love." Parts of my body go tight and wet at her words but I give her a solid stare before tippin' my head enough to expose my jugular. It's my way of catchin' her focus this time. "That…is…mine."
Only hers. She strikes fast like a cobra, teeth sinkin' in an' spillin' my blood down her throat. Buffy writhes against me, mewling like a kitten when a breathy moan escapes me. Cold like ice forming spreads from her bite down my neck as she licks every drop of blood clean from my skin. My breath is shaky from lust when I pull back enough to touch foreheads with her. "Yours." She smiles and trails her hands over my chest an' stomach.
"Faith? Limits?" I hafta laugh. I don't have any limits. B can fuck or kill anyone in there. Well. Maybe one limit. I'm not stupid an' I'm not fuckin' blind either. I kiss her hard and rough, pushin' Buffy back against the rough stone wall. I kiss her like I own her 'cause the part of her that's tryin' to grind all over me is allllll mine. "You touch that wolf of Oz's…and you'll never find all the pieces of the littlest Summer." It's the demon in her that likes the threats, the implication of violence if she steps out of line. Maybe it's the darkness already inside of me that likes it too, ya know? But it's more than that. Everyone else in the world can lie to themselves an' to their significant whatevers, sayin' they'll never cheat, one and only bullshit. But me an' B don't lie to each other. If she fucks around with that wolf I'll hurt Dawn a million different ways just to get back at Buffy.
An' if anyone but her takes a taste of my blood I know I'll find Ama an' Xander's heads in my bed. Ya know the sickest part of all that honesty? It'll kill us to follow through with those promises. Dawnie an' me are tight. Were. We were tight. We would still be if I had cut off Buffy's head the first night I found her. Xander won't be so easy for Buffy to kill either. He means somethin' to both of us and she fuckin' knows it. But we'd still do it 'cause that's how much it would hurt to be betrayed again and visitin' pain on each other is what we do best in good times and bad. So yeah I can take her fuckin' around so long as I know about it an' so long as she stays the fuck away from that Avi bitch. At the end of the day it's me an' B.
Buffy gives me a sexy little laugh and nips my chin before shoving me off her so she can make her way to whatever fun she finds. I'm not bugged 'cause she copped a feel while she did it. I smirk an' turn my head to pin Oz with a look. I've known he was there from the second the doors opened but Buffy was more important. It must be this place because I shouldn't feel this connected to him. I don't even feel this connected to Ama's wolves but I can feel him wherever he is. I watch him move toward me with his hands in the pockets of his expensive suit pants. "Do you two always play divide and conquer?" My lips curl in a small smile. I hadn't thought of it that way but I guess we do.
"Sometimes. Tonight we just wanna find the fun." Some small demon comes by with a tray of drinks but I pass. Not 'cause I'm stayin' sober, I just don't trust anythin' that's just randomly passed around. Especially after last night. "Where's your lil girlfriend?"
He gives me a smirk and shrugs as Darwin comes up at his elbow with a vodka tonic and a nice frosty sealed bottle of beer. I make the choice to drink 'cause it came from Darwin and he's Oz's boy all the way like Gus is ours. "Thank you Darwin." Oz raises his glass in a half salute before drinking. "Avi isn't much for all the lights and noise. Why do you assume she's my girlfriend?" C'mon. I step in closer to him, leanin' in real close an' takin' a deep breath. Her scent is all over him. I pull back an' give him a look before takin' a long swig. "Is everyone you have sex with your girlfriend?"
Point. "I only have sex with feelings with my girlfriends." Plural 'cause I gotta count Denna in that. Oz gives me a mildly surprised look.
"You have feelings?" Hardy fuckin' ha. But it's a nice evasion. I chuckle and look out over the crowd watchin' Buffy draped with bodies on the dance floor. That's my girl, lovin' the spotlight. "Avi knows the deal. We share comfort. Not romantic love." I'm not so sure she wolf knows that.
"Girl is gone on you, Fuzz. But that's just an observation." He weighs my words carefully then nods slowly. I think he knows as well as I do that what they have is heavier for her than him. "But I mean I get it. Ya saved her, ya saved her people. Gratitude feels a lot like love sometimes." I look away from him and polish off my beer. But I feel him move toward me, bumpin' my shoulder lightly with his.
"I loved Angel too." I don't say anything 'cause denial sounds too close to a lie. And admission sounds too close to betrayal. I think he can tell I'm not in ta sharin' because he doesn't hesitate to move on. "How's Willow?" It's my turn to ignore the way he hasta clear his throat after sayin' her name. All these years later an' Red is still the only one for him. My eyes find Buffy again and I get it.
"She's good. Last I heard she's doin' good with the slayers in Brazil. We don't hear much though. Since…" I shrug as if it doesn't mean shit to me but it still stings like a bitch that Giles turned on us. That almost everyone turned on us. Almost anyway. "She didn't pick sides with G, but she ain't hoppin' over for a visit either." He nods. "She's single ya know. She an' Kennedy…that's been over awhile. So says Xander."
If he ever wanted to check on her he could. I can tell he's interested in that but he shakes his head slowly. "What I am now…I don't think that'd work out."
He doesn't know her now. I narrow my eyes but shrug it off. I'm not a fuckin' matchmaker. But I can't help havin' the last word. "Didn't realize Alphas could be pussies." He snorts and shrugs it off.
"Avi is the Alpha. I'm her wolf to call not the other way around."
Yeah? An Alpha to a pack of two? With a Beta stronger than the Alpha? I shake my head. "Watch out Fuzz, your vagina is showin'." He gives me a warning growl that doesn't even make me blink. "Wha? Big bad not Alpha gonna do somethin' about it?" I finally turn to face him in a stare down, darin' him to tell me I'm wrong. He doesn't. He backs down with a tired sigh.
"She's lost everything. I can't take that from her as well. And I don't want it. I wouldn't know what to do with a pack anyway." Maybe that's all true. I shrug and make my way to a red leather sofa. I don't even hafta say a word to make the people usin' it get up and leave. I drop on to it in a sprawl an' like magic half naked bodies crowd close, submissively waitin' for me to pick one. Perks. Gotta love 'em. I like the darkly tanned skin and broad shoulders of the one kneelin' near my feet. I raise his chin with the toe of my boot and smile at the silver pearl color of his eyes. He's not all human but the parts of him I want are human enough. I crook my finger an' he moves closer thinkin' I want him on top. No. That's not how this works.
"Ya know Ozzy, fixin' one problem might fix all of 'em." As soon as he's close enough I pull him an' roll so he's layin' on the couch an' I'm straddlin' him. I like it better this way and when I grind down on him I can tell how much more he likes it this way too. Oz makes a soft thoughtful sound as he spills in to a dark high backed chair. "Just sayin'." I'm not lookin' at Oz as we talk 'cause I got other things to occupy my focus right now but he's too busy to be lookin' at me much either. It's his house, he gets the best of all the perks.
"You applying to my pack?" I just laugh at that and grid down harder on the guy under me when he bucks under my playfully hard bite to his chest.
"Wouldn't be your pack if I did, Fuzz." It'd be mine. I look at him an' for a second we lock eyes even as some innocent lookin' redhead is blowin' him. Somethin' passes between us but his eyes close an' I go back to playin' with my new friend. Thing is. I'm right. If he had a pack he wouldn't need me an' B to watch his back.
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As soon as I peel away from Faith I make my way straight toward the dance floor. The pulse and throb of energy is electrifying and I'm drawn to it. I knew dancing before Faith. I even knew sexy dancing before Faith. But I never knew how to feel the music. That night we danced together as kids… I let the memory wash over me as I move to the music, letting it guide my movements. I close my eyes, smiling as I feel the press of bodies surrounding me, pushing lust and hunger against me like a blanket. I don't think Faith realizes how much that night changed my life. It changed hers, yes. But she changed mine that night.
I remember the feeling of dancing and watching Faith sink in to the music like a warm tub, her body moving in all the right places in all the right ways. She was saying come play with me Buffy and after the first few nervous unsure seconds I wanted to come play with her as much as she wanted me to. It went from me dancing to Faith dancing with me to us dancing together. The second her hand landed on my hip that delicious seductive roll of her body caught me. And I moved with her. Against her. And I was wet.
The annoyingly Buffy part of my brain doesn't disagree with what that dance did to me. What Faith did to me. Even with guys crowding us, wanting to get some of what we were promising with our bodies, we couldn't be separated. A tall strong body is pressed against my back and I lean in to it as I dance. The bass is thumping like a heartbeat through the soft body pressed against my front. I open my eyes to take her in with a smug smile. She reminds me of Satsu and it makes me want to hurt her a little. A lot.
I'm almost sure that last little bit was my Buffy voice and not my demon one. Maybe I'm not entirely alright with her taking Giles' side. Maybe I'm not entirely alright with any of that. But that's what surrogates are for. I pull her in close the way Faith drew me in all those years ago. I close my eyes and let go, drifting back to the feel of Faith's body against mine and the breathless way said my name when I licked a bead of sweat from her shoulder. It had been part of the show, at least that's what I was telling myself at the time. But then I did it. I leaned in and traced a freckle on her shoulder with the tip of my tongue and I knew in that moment, when she used my full name and shivered that I did it because I wanted her.
I get jostled out of my memory by the girl's hands sliding up my thighs, playing with the lace tops of my hose. I wore them for Faith but it seems like they're working for this girl too. She's surprised to find me wet and probably thinks it's because of her and the slab of beef behind me. If she only knew how wet I'd really be if she hadn't interrupted my thoughts. Oh well. Just another reason to hurt her later. I let her stroke me as we dance but I grip her throat tightly and pull her close to lick a trail along her jaw. "Forward aren't you?"
She gives me a little musical laugh, acting coy even though her words are anything but. "Forward, backward, anyway you want me." Oh. This one is going to be fun. I let her throat go and kiss her before pulling back to tip my head up and be kissed from beefstick back there. I laugh in to his kiss at the thought that I'm still thinking about Faith no matter who I'm with. The girl's fingers become more insistent and I slow her down, not ready yet to give up my memories to orgasm.
"Not yet. I'll tell you when and if you're good and behave… there'll be a special treat." I feel her slide her fingers out of me and smile when she goes back to circling and stroking my clit instead. Oh she's very good. I might even let her live after I'm done with her. I let hands roam my body, too many to be just his or hers but I just can't seem to mind. It all feels too good to mind. I feel eyes on me and I look over my shoulder at Faith. She's watching me and I like it. I reach behind me and gently squeeze the hard bulge pressed against my back. She smirks at me and I smirk right back. She has no clue the things I'm going to do to her when we get home. And that makes me smile wider. I pull the girl in for a kiss, breathing the word now against her lips before I kiss her hard enough to slice her lip with a fang. I moan more at the blood than the feeling of her thrusting deep between my legs. I give Faith one last look before I close my eyes and remember exactly how wicked I felt letting Faith touch me like this that night.
I knew deep down that it was supposed to be wrong. That I was supposed to be straight. That she was supposed to be er…more or less straight. That I loved Angel. That I was a good girl who shouldn't be letting the girl from the wrong side of the tracks finger her on the dance floor. But it didn't feel wrong. I think that scared me more than Finch dying. Right then all I wanted was what Faith was offering. So I let her, and when we were done dancing I let her pull me to the dark corner under the stairs and I probably would have let her fuck me. Lord knows I was halfway to fucking her right back. If we hadn't been nearly noticed I would have gone further than just getting touching her. But we were and I freaked out.
There had been a moment outside in the alleyway when things could have gone differently. But then the rain vampires and the havoc and the stabby murder. And all these years later I still think about that dance more than I think about what happened after. I arch my back and writhe as I get closer to coming than I did that night. I hope this girl likes to be tied down. I did mention a special treat. I didn't say it would be for her exactly.