"Bye mom," I called, waving frantically. She was leaving for the whole weekend, art buying again. Like what else was new. She'd barely turned the corner at the end of our street when I felt hands circle my waist and a nibble on my ear.

"She gone?" Faith asked, resting her chin on my shoulder and peeking out the door.

I sighed and backed up into the living room, pushing Faith behind me. "Yes, she's gone. Go on, ravage my body now."

She smirked. "You wish. I figured I'd help myself to a little cable TV, some ice cream.. all those novelties white trash like me doesn't get on a regular basis."

I glared at her. She was so full of shit and she knew it, but what choice did I have? If Faith wanted to play games.. well, I could play them too. I left her with her head in the refrigerator and went into my room.

I opened my drawer and pulled out a practically sheer white baby-t and a pair of her plastic leather pants that I swiped, and put them on, opting for no underwear. I went back downstairs and flung myself upon the couch, waiting for her.

A few minutes went by and she appeared, balancing a tray on which was every kind of junk food imaginable and a plate piled high with leftover lasagna.

"I didn't know we had watermelon Jolly Ranchers," I said, looking over the sea of junk food she was setting on the coffee table.

She grinned. "You don't. I keep some hidden here for special occasions." She then did a double take and realized what I was wearing. "Trying out for Coyote Ugly, B?" she asked, her voice catching in her throat slightly.

I shrugged and propped my feet up on the table, then leaned in and picked up a Jolly Rancher. Faith looked as though she was about to say something, but didn't, which I thought was smart. She was eating all *my* candy.

She studied me for a moment, then flipped on the TV. Of course, it was on the History channel, thanks to my mother, and Faith changed the channel, surfing around three times before she left it on Nickelodeon.

"Dude, Harriet The Spy, I love this movie," she said, stuffing popcorn in her mouth. "That Harriet chick is too cute."

I unwrapped the Jolly Rancher and laid it in my mouth, curling my tongue around it. I stared at Faith until she tore her gaze away from the movie to look at me. "What are you doing?" she asked impatiently.

I held the candy on the tips of my fingers and licked around the corner suggestively, never taking my gaze away from Faith's.

"Oh, look at me, I'm so cute, I'm sucking on a candy," she said mockingly, but she didn't take her eyes off me.

I shrugged yet again and laid the candy down on the wrapper. Perhaps a more direct approach. I slid closer to her and laid down, balancing my legs in her lap.

"Ain't workin, B. I wanna relax and watch TV," she said, putting her arms behind her head. She made her trademark 'that's just how it is' face and I almost wanted to throttle her. A whole weekend without my mother in the house, and she refused to take advantage of it. ARGH!

I huffed, got up on my knees, and leaned so I was eye level with her. I nibbled gently on her ear lobe, running my tongue around the edge and breathing lightly into her ear. She squirmed.

"No."

One hand crept down her arm and danced across her stomach, then back up the other arm, stopping at chest-level. I slowly slid my hand over to cup her breast. She squirmed again.

"I'm tellin' ya, B.." But she didn't sound so sure this time.

I ran my thumb in circles over her rapidly hardening nipple and grinned, still licking her earlobe lightly. I trailed my hand down her body and stroked her thigh. I moved my hand up her thigh, nearing the apex of her legs.. She whimpered, almost inaudibly.

I suddenly jerked my hand back and flung myself over to the other side of the couch. "Okay, fine. We won't play tonight."

She looked at me, jaw dropped, as though she couldn't believe I actually did that. I picked up my Jolly Rancher again and popped it all the way into my mouth, watching the movie.

"You heartless bitch," she said, only half joking.

I raised my shoulders and spoke around the candy. "I learned from the best. This really is a good movie."

Before I knew what had happened, she was on top of me, her leg forced between mine, and her tongue dancing inside my mouth. Her hair fell around me, and I was enveloped in the scent of cucumbers and melon. I was suddenly very happy I'd bought that Bath & Body Works stuff for her.

I ran my tongue all over the inside of her mouth, feeling the candy shift back and forth so that our kiss was accompanied by the sweet taste of watermelon. Her hands were cold against my back as she worked them up under my shirt, attempting to pull it off.

I sat up with most of her weight pushing me back down, and pulled my own shirt up to under my arms, and laid back again, concentrating on the removal of *her* shirt. She batted my hands away and broke our kiss, moving her mouth down to my breasts and leaving a wet, slightly sticky trail behind her. The candy was still in her mouth. I had to remember to ask her about her obsession with the candy.. but later. Much later.

She sucked lightly at my nipples, switching back and forth until I was wiggling like crazy underneath her. I used my Slayer strength to push her back, and quickly climbed on top of her. Her shirt was gone before she could blink, and I was running my hands all over her naked torso, wanting to breath in every inch of her soft flesh. I scooted back a little, and unzipped her pants. Then I grabbed the waist and pulled them off, leaving a very naked Faith on my couch. If mom ever knew..

I leaned forward and lavished kisses on both her legs, starting at the ankles and working my way up to her thighs. I lightly ran my tongue around the edges of her moist lips, teasing her. She jerked her hips and moaned my name.

I wiggled my tongue in and out of her scalding center, causing her to jerk around, panting.

"Please," she called out breathlessly, and I obeyed, taking her sensitive litle ball of nerves into my mouth and suckling on it. An action which brought her to a shuddering orgasm a few minutes later that left her gasping for breath.

"My turn," I said after awhile, when she'd recovered.

She quirked an eyebrow. "You think so, huh?" she asked with a smirk. "I played you like a prized piano, B."

I could only stare at her, my jaw hanging down, my mind numb. She totally got me. "You.." I jumped up and chased her up the stairs to my room.

Let the games begin again..