Twenty Two: Late Night Release
A/N- Smut scene coming up. Don't like, don't read. For those who do, enjoy ;)
Reviews are more than welcome. They keep the motivation going, which I seriously seem to be lacking at the moment. X
Willow stopped the car outside Buffy's house and killed the engine.
She opened the door then stopped, noticing that Faith wasn't doing the same.
She frowned a little.
"You ok?"
Faith nodded as she looked at the house.
"Yeah. I just need a minute."
Willow nodded and climbed out, shutting the door behind her.
Faith realised it would look strange if she came in a few minutes after Willow, so she climbed out and joined the witch on the porch.
Willow opened the door and Buffy smiled brightly and hugged her best friend.
"Willow, you're back! How was it?"
"Everything's fine. Angel has his soul and everyone's happy. I also brought someone else home."
Buffy looked behind the red head to see Faith standing in the doorway.
"Faith."
"Hey, B. You look...good." She said awkwardly.
In truth, Buffy had looked better. She looked tired now and her hair had lost that shiny commercial look to it. If anything, it looked a little dull.
"You too."
Giles emerged, followed by Dawn, Xander and Anya.
"Faith. It's nice to see you."
"You too, Giles. You look well."
Dawn folded her arms and gave Faith a scathing look.
"So this is the other slayer? I'm not impressed."
Faith gave her a tight smile.
"Well I'm not here to impress you, twinkie. I'm here to fight the good fight or whatever it is."
Buffy smirked as Faith leaned in close to her.
"This is the sister?"
"Oh yeah. She's feisty but she's not to be harmed." Buffy said in warning.
Faith held up her hands.
"Hey, my days of hurting humans is over. You'll get no trouble from me."
Anya was eyeing Faith warily.
"Xander has told me a lot about you. He liked you at one point but now he has me so...back off."
Faith chuckled.
"Xand's really not my type, honey. You're safe."
Buffy chuckled when Anya pouted.
In the other room were all the potential slayers.
They were chatting amongst themselves when Buffy walked in with Faith in tow.
They all looked up when they felt the unfamiliar presence.
"Everyone this is Faith. Faith, everyone."
Faith only nodded as the potentials smiled a little awkwardly or just eyed her up, trying to decide if she was friend or foe but Buffy seemed cool with her so they went with it for the time being.
Buffy smiled to herself.
"I'll show you to your room."
"I have my own room?"
Buffy stopped halfway up the stairs.
"Willow said you'd be staying with us. Is that not right?"
"No, no it's cool. Just didn't think that you'd want-"
"You in the house? This a chance for us to start over, Faith. To put the past behind us and move forward as two slayers helping each other out. Does that sound good to you?"
Faith pushed down her own feelings, offered up a tight smile and nodded.
"Sure."
Buffy continued walking up the stairs with Faith following her until they got to a room Faith knew.
She frowned slightly when Buffy gestured for her to come in.
"This is your room."
"Was my room. I'm in my mom's room now."
Faith bit her lip. She'd heard what happened to Buffy's mom and she licked her lips nervously before she spoke.
"Hey, listen, I'm sorry...about your mom."
Buffy gave her a small, hurt smile.
"It's ok. I still think she's with me somehow."
Faith nodded.
"Sure she is." And she meant it and she wanted Buffy to believe it too.
They had both seen too much to know it was possible.
"Well I'll let you get settled, then you can meet the rest of the gang."
Faith raised an eyebrow.
"There's more?"
Buffy nodded.
"Yep."
"And they all sleep here?"
Buffy nodded again.
"Get settled. See you downstairs in a few."
Faith nodded.
"Sure."
Buffy closed the door behind her, and Faith hugged herself, feeling a little awkward at being Buffy's old room.
The last time she'd been in here was when- She stopped herself- that wasn't her anymore. She didn't need to remember that.
Instead, she sat down on the edge of the bed and smoothed out the sheet absentmindedly.
The door opened and Faith stood up quickly, like she'd been caught doing something.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I was looking for Buffy."
Faith eyed the man in front of her. He was tall, dark skinned and had deep eyes but they also told Faith that he had been through a lot and he was human.
"She just went down." Faith told him.
"Ok, thank you. You are?"
Faith held out her hand.
"Faith, and you?"
"Robin, Robin wood. I'm a friend of Buffy's."
Faith blinked and her tongue worked faster than her brain.
"So you guys aren't screwing?"
He seemed taken aback by her tone and frank way of talking.
"Um...no. We're just good friends."
Faith nodded.
"Cool. You don't seem like her type anyways."
Robin's brow creased but he smiled.
"And you would know what that is?"
Faith shrugged.
"Dunno, B might've changed since I last saw her."
Robin paused and then backed out of the room.
"Well I'm gonna go talk to her. See you later."
"Yeah. See ya."
This was all way too weird, Faith thought as she went back downstairs.
It seemed like Buffy had been talking to them because the second she was in the lounge, they were full of questions.
"Buffy's told us all about you."
"Is it true you used to be evil?"
"And you broke out of prision?"
Faith stammered, hating the attention.
"Well I uh, I used to be-"
Buffy stood back with her arms folded and watched the scene play out.
"So are you staying to help us defeat the first evil?"
"I guess..."
"Cause we need someone who also knows some basic training but who can also be quite hardcore and it sounds like, from what Buffy tells us, that you are pretty hardcore."
Faith frowned, looking at them all and trying to remember what they'd asked her.
In the end, she frowned, shaking her head and headed for the back door.
"I gotta get some air."
And she rushed outside, closing the door behind her.
Once she was outside, Faith lit up a cigarette and inhaled sharply, letting it calm her down.
She sat down on the steps of the porch and took another drag.
The backdoor opened and Faith closed her eyes again, waiting for the onslaught of more questions.
"Hey."
Faith turned slightly as Buffy came to sit down beside her.
"You ok?"
"Yeah...I just-they're a little much."
Buffy smiled a little.
"I know, but they mean well."
Faith nodded as she took another drag.
There was an uncomfortable silence that stretched between them until Buffy glanced down at her clasped hands as she spoke;
"I'm glad you're here."
Faith looked at her and a small smile came to her lips.
"Yeah...me too."
Buffy looked at her then and they both smiled.
So much had happened between them. They had caused each other so much pain but at the same time they had shared things that no one in each other's lives had ever gotten close to.
Faith had come here, hoping to start again. To remain as friends and leave her feelings buried, hoping that in time, they would go away, but when Buffy looked at her like that, it was hard not to hope for something more.
"Buffy, I-" Faith began until a certain blonde vampire came into view and Buffy's smile grew.
"Spike."
The vampire looked at Faith and smirked a little.
"Dark, hair, intense eyes, tight clothing, pouty lips, you must be Faith."
Faith raised an eyebrow and looked at Buffy.
"Is that how you described me to him?"
Buffy blushed and scratched the back of her head in embarrassment.
"In so many words."
Faith looked up at the blonde vampire.
"You're Spike."
He nodded and Faith stood, looking at him and watching the way he looked at Buffy and how she looked at him.
Another vampire...shit, maybe I need to get sired. Faith thought as a stabbing feeling hit her a little harder than she'd like.
"How are the potentials?" He asked Buffy.
Buffy nodded as she stood next to Faith and folded her arms.
"They're a little excited about another slayer being here but apart from that, they're the same."
Spike nodded and then turned his attention to Faith.
"And you're here to help?"
Faith shrugged.
"Guess so."
She then turned to Buffy.
"So what's the plan for tonight, B?"
Buffy shrugged.
"Nothing yet. I think we're all gonna rest up and do some heavy research in the morning."
Faith nodded but she was slightly irritated that she wasn't going to get to pummel something and release some of that pent up frustration.
Spike went into the house, giving Buffy a gentle kiss as he did.
Faith licked her lips and bit the inside of her cheek.
Maybe this was going to be a lot tougher than she thought.
...
Faith was upstairs in her room when there was a knock on her door.
"It's open." She called as she folded a pair of jeans and put them in the cupboard.
"Hey. Only me." Buffy said as she came in and shut the door behind her.
Faith stopped and looked at her then decided to carry on putting things away.
Buffy was dressed like she was ready for bed, in silk pajama bottoms and a white tank top, her blonde hair left loose.
"I just wanted to say that it means a lot to me that you're here."
Faith smirked.
"You said that already." She mutered but she didn't say it with that harsh tone of her's that Buffy had become accustomed to. She even smiled a little when she said it.
"Well what I actually said was that I was glad you're here."
Faith shrugged and put another top away.
"Same diff."
Buffy took another step towards her and Faith had a sneaking suspicion she was testing the waters.
"Is it hard for you? To be here I mean."
Faith shrugged again and picked up a a pair of leather pants from her duffel bag.
"Nah. Just like old times. Only, we're not throwing each other into walls." She joked.
Buffy smirked.
"So it's not difficult for you to...to see me with Spike." She said but it didn't sounded like a question; Faith answered anyway.
"Nah, it's cool. You've obviously got a thing for vampires."
"Spike has a soul now." Buffy told her.
Faith raised an eyebrow.
"He did that for you, right?"
Buffy nodded and a deeply buried pain surfaced at the memory of finding him torturing himself, and he'd done it all for her.
"Big man. Following in Angel's footsteps an' all." Faith said but she meant it, no matter how flippant it sounded.
Buffy nodded.
"I try to block it out sometimes."
Faith didn't say anything and Buffy tried to get back to the real reason why she was here.
"I was worried when I saw you with Willow. Not that I don't want you here-I do-I just wondered how you were...feeling lately." She finished awkwardly.
"You mean, do I still have the hots for ya?" Faith asked with a knowing smirk.
Buffy coloured up again and nodded.
"Yeah...that's what I was trying to figure out."
Faith let out a little breath before she licked her lips and answered;
"Yes but it's under control, trust me. I'm not gonna do anything crazy, I swear."
Buffy took another step towards her.
"I actually came here to tell you that it doesn't have to be a problem...if you don't want it to be." Her voice had dropped an octave and she backed Faith into the wall slowly.
Faith shook her head.
"What are you doing, B?" She whispered, feeling her control slipping.
Buffy moved into Faith, gently pressing a kiss to her lips.
"Making it easy for you to be here. To be around me."
Faith kissed back but it was a slow, barely there kiss, as though she was holding back.
Buffy brought her hand up to rest on Faith's stomach and as she kissed the dark haired slayer, she brought it down until she dipped her fingers in just below the waistband of Faith's jeans.
Faith brought her head back, away from Buffy's face and licked her lips, taking hold of Buffy's wrist gently and pulling it out.
"Woah, Buffy, I don't...you don't need to do that." She said softly.
Buffy moved in again.
"You know you want me to." She breathed against Faith's neck.
Faith was losing it and she knew it, so she stepped away from the other woman.
"No. I don't. Look, I've taken a lot of time to think on this. You and I will never be what I've been fantasizing about since the first time I met you and that's cool with me, I've come to accept it. But you, comin' in here, all 'take me, I'm you'rs?' It's not working for me, B. I'm not buying it. I know you don't want this. Not really."
Buffy frowned slightly.
"I thought...I thought it was what you wanted." She said, and Faith could've kicked herself for making Buffy sound so hurt.
But she knew in her heart she was doing the right thing.
"But it's not what you want, B. It has to be two-sided, you know this. Look, I'll stay and I'll fight by your side but this? Not happening. I'm sorry."
Buffy stepped back and nodded but her gaze remained fixed on the floor.
"Ok...I guess I'll just go to bed then."
Faith nodded.
"Ok."
Buffy opened the door and glanced over her shoulder.
"Goodnight."
"Night." Faith replied.
Buffy shut the door and Faith collasped back onto her bed, covering her face with her hands and letting out a sigh.
Shit!
She couldn't sleep and she squrimed around, fighting with the covers but it was no good. Buffy had gotten her all worked up and she wouldn't be able to sleep until she got what she needed.
Tossing back the covers, she climbed out of bed and headed for another room.
She knocked lightly on it, bouncing on the balls of her feet impatiently.
Robin opened the door, looking surprised to see her.
"Faith."
"Hey, can I come in?" She asked.
"Of course."
He stepped aside and she went in.
As soon as he shut the door, she pushed him up against it, crashing her mouth against his.
He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her back a bit.
"Faith, what is this?"
She offered him a shaky grin.
"Just two people lettin' off some steam?" She tried.
He frowned slightly.
"Now?"
She frowned, clearly offended.
"You're a guy, I'm offering you sex and you stand there and question it? Who are you?"
"I'm just trying to figure out why you're here. You've never shown any interest in me before."
Faith could feel her chance slipping so she tried something else.
Taking a step towards him, she put a hand on his chest.
"Tell me you're not curious. Tell me that while you've been living with B, you haven't wondered what a slayer's like in bed. To feel all that power, that stamina, taking you for everything you've got and then taking more."
Robin looked down at her, his eyes hooded.
"I uh..."
"Come on, you know you want this." She breathed into his ear.
"I'm not sure it's me you want." He said but his voice was heavy with lust.
Faith licked her lips and turned them both around to push him down onto the bed.
"But you want me, I know you do."
Robin nodded and watched as she crawled on top of him.
"You hard, baby?" She teased as she hovered above him.
He nodded.
She grinned.
"Think you can handle me?"
He grinned a little and nodded, unable to form words.
"Well, let's give you a try then."
She then straddled him and removed her top.
He stared up at her, gripping her arms as she removed his pants and top, tossing them onto the floor.
She then removed her own pajama bottoms and pushed herself down hard onto him, letting out a little moan as he filled her.
Robin closed his eyes, letting his head fall back as she rode him.
Faith was as wild as he'd been told and in bed, she was no different.
He tried to match her but her strong thighs held him down and he fought to thrust up into her, grunting with effort.
Faith gripped onto his shoulders as his hands dug into her back.
Sweat coated both of their bodies and Faith grinned as she licked her way into his mouth. He dug a free hand into her hair and yanked her head back sharply, making her hiss in both a mixture of pleasure and pain.
Faith kissed him again, biting hard into his bottom lip, making him groan.
Clearly she wasn't the only one who liked the pain/pleasure play.
He was close, she could feel it, but she needed to be as well, so she went all in.
Her movements were sharper, harder, faster, and she raked her nails down his back, hoping it would speed him up a bit.
She heard him grunt with effort again and she grinned, looking at him.
"You doing ok there, pal?"
He glared up at her, seeing the mockery on her face.
He knew what she was thinking; how could a human keep up with a slayer? But he was determined to prove her wrong.
He suddenly flipped them so she was underneath.
It caught Faith off guard but she went with it.
He drove hard into her and she groaned.
Now they were getting somewhere! She thought as she wrapped her legs around his waist and moved with him, matching every one of his moves with her own.
"Come on, fuck me." She breathed, her teeth clenched.
He did and she had to bite her lip to keep from screaming.
Finally she came and so did he, after her, like a gentleman, except she didn't believe that those types of men existed.
He rolled off of her and she just lay there, panting slightly as he fought to get his breath back.
The only difference here was that in about fifteen minutes, she would be ready to go again, but him? It may take a few hours, but Faith had gotten what she wanted and now she was out of bed and slipping back into her clothes.
"Thanks, that was great."
He sat up and stared after her.
"That's it?"
She shrugged.
"What? Did you wanna cuddle?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
He looked down.
"No but I just thought that...I don't know what I thought." He muttered, brushing a hand over his head.
"Look, I'm sorry if you thought this was me showing interest in you but I don't do relationships. I'm strictly a 'get some, get gone' kinda girl."
He nodded.
"That's fine. I get it." But his tone was hard and Faith rolled her eyes.
He'd get over it. She told herself, but just as she was going out the door, his next words stopped her.
"Least I'll have the memory of bedding a slayer. Didn't exactly rock my word though."
She turned and glared at him, shutting the door again.
"What?"
He shrugged.
"Sorry but you built it up so much and it kinda left me a little...I don't know, underwhelmed?"
"Underwhelmed? Are you serious? Dude, you just got fucked by a slayer. I know what I bring to the bedroom, alright? So if you think that wasn't mind blowing just then, you're clearly having sex the wrong way, or maybe you've just gotten used to your own hand." She added spitefully.
"Oh you think I don't have options? That I got lucky with you?"
Faith folded her arms and shrugged.
"Well yeah. Buffy doesn't want it from you, does she?"
"No cause she's fucking that blonde vampire." He replied and she could hear the venom in his voice.
Faith shrugged.
"Whatever. It's up to her what she does anyways. But you need to learn some respect. We can go again if you aren't satisfied."
Robin shook his head.
"I'm good."
Faith shrugged again.
Your loss."
She then left the room, feeling slightly odd.
Had he really just told her that she didn't deliver?
Faith knew how good she was with anyone. Never had she had a complaint.
If anything, some of them became clingy little bastards/bitches who she had to change her number for just to stop the constant calls and texts.
When she returned to her room, she changed, quickly showered and then got into bed, finally able to fall alseep.