Title: Tis the Season
Author: Meredian
Feedback: mere_dythe@hotmail.com
Summary: Follow up to part of my "Holidays" fic, which can be found
here.
Content: Buffy/Faith
Notes: I liked my "Holidays" piece, and am going to try and do a follow
up for each. *s indicate thought. Also, the original "Holidays" piece
was written before "Amends" aired, so pretend none of that happened.
The shock from Buffys kiss spread through Faith, her mind reeling.
Sure, shed admired the little blondes good looks, but never expected
that she would think that way about her. But the waves of shock didnt
die; they mutated, transforming as they radiated down her body.
Faith felt herself grow wet.
Buffy pulled her lips away, wasting no time in burying her mouth in the
other Slayers neck.
"Um, B?" Faith managed to stutter out, her surprise addled mind still
trying to process what was going on. *Get a hold of yourself, girl.
Dont let this wig you out. Its all 5 by 5*
Buffy muttered unintelligibly, her warm breath coating Faiths skin. The
brunette shivered, running her fingers through Buffys hair. Suddenly,
she felt the other girls tongue grazing her throat. The small action
sent a surge of lust through Faith, her inner thighs tingling.
A surge that focused her mind, giving her the resolve which had been
missing. Grabbing Buffys shoulders, she gently pulled the Slayer from
her neck. Leveling a direct stare into her hazel eyes, Faith grinned.
"Im not going to question it. But I cant take this foreplay anymore."
The soft tunes tinkling from the TV played to themselves, unheard,
unnoticed.
"Fuck me, B."
Buffy laughed gently, her eyes sparkling. "Why Faith, I didnt know
you-" The blondes words were cut off by Faiths rough kiss, her tongue
skipping the slow tango and moving directly for the heated lambada in
her mouth. Buffys hands slid through the others raven curls, gripping
her hair, rocking in the fire of the kiss. They wrapped arms and legs
around each other blindly, seeking warmth, contact. Faiths fingers
groped at the tiny buttons on Buffys blouse, opening it, revealing skin
with the remnants of a tan. The pads of her fingers slid over the heated
flesh, savoring each touch, mindless of what they were doing, yet taking
a still shot of each moment.
As the actions became more impassioned, they tumbled to the floor.
Buffy, a look of triumph on her face, straddled the other Slayer on the
floor. The thin scrap of lace covering her protruding breasts gave hint
to the pink skin beneath; Faith felt a new tide of lust sweep through
her. She reached up, grabbed Buffy by the shoulders, pushing her to the
ground. As she felt her own wetness begin to spill down her thighs, her
fingers probed under Buffys festive red fuzzy skirt. With one sweep,
the tiny silky panties covering the blondes mound were gone.
Faith sat back on her heels, admired the dark nest of curls, the
glistening wetness seeping through the folds. "Why B I didnt know you
were a bottle blonde" she said, smirking.
Only a faint gasp escaped Buffys lips. She sat up on her elbows, her
eyes silently beckoning Faith to do her stuff. And Faith couldnt
dissent. She leaned over, her hand reaching in between Buffys legs. As
her palm brushed over the wetness, Buffy moaned softly. Smiling to
herself, Faith moved her face between Buffys thighs. Licking her lips,
she plunged her tongue deep into Buffys core. Shocked at the sudden
gesture, the blondes back arched, a low wail emitting from her mouth.
Faith began to suck hungrily, rubbing Buffys swollen clitoris between
her lips, devouring juices and sweat as fast as they were produced, Her
hand slid along Buffys thigh aimlessly, rubbing its heated skin as she
applied pressure.
As she felt her inner center begin to climax, Buffys hands grabbed the
back of Faiths head, pressing her face deeper into her crotch. Faith
sensed the oncoming orgasm, and nibbled Buffys puffy clit softly,
insistently. The pleasure was too much to bear; Buffy exploded, flooding
Faiths eager mouth with her fluids.
As Faith sat up, licking her lips, she waited for the squirming Slayer
to come out of her delirium.
It didnt take long.
*WHAM!!*
"Gotcha," Buffy said, her sweat stained face alert and happy. Faith
tried to get up, but Buffy had her totally pinned. Before Faith could
say anything, Buffys tiny hand was in her pants, rubbing and grasping
at her folds. Faith closed her eyes, all resistance fading as fingers
parted her lower lips and slipped in.
Thrusting her pointer and middle fingers in and out of Faith
rhythmically, Buffys face leaned down to nuzzle the brunettes breasts
through her shirt. As Faiths head began to roll back and forth, her
hips bucking up involuntarily, Buffy slipped a thumb inside her to rub
her clit.
The dark Slayer shot towards the edge dangerously fast, her thighs
squeezing together on Buffys hand. As the blonde pressed hard on her
clitoris, Faiths core melted, orgasming on Buffys hand. She fell back,
her body quaking, as Buffy slid off of her.
As she licked her fingers absently, Buffy threw a wicked grin at Faith.
"Tis the season."
~fin~
