In The Game | By : Prophecy Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 4598 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Aw, hell yeah. Lookin’ in those big green eyes and I know she wants it, wants me bad. She’s pantin’ and sweatin’ and nodding towards the door.
“Let’s get the fuck outta here,” I say. I take her hand and pull her out the door. Xander’s following and I think we were supposed to hang with him. I hold a hand up. “We’re blowing you off. Go see if Anya will do the first part of that for ya.”
He’s shocked, Buffy’s giggling, and I’m getting wet just thinking about what we’re gonna do. Fuck, yes. Don’t know what’s got her so riled up tonight and don’t care, I just know she’s gonna let me take that wanna-be slut outfit off her and fuck her silly ‘til she can’t even breathe. She’s holding my hand and dragging me along, running towards my place. Fuck that, I can’t wait to pull her into an alley and shove her up against the wall.
“Shit, Faith.. someone could see us..” she gasps, but she ain’t moving from the wall.
I give her my best shit-eating grin. “Sorry, m’I supposed to give a fuck?” I don’t wait for her answer and I attack her neck, licking and sucking at the skin, feeling the blood rise to the surface. What, you’re surpised that someone who spends her whole damn life fighting vampires has picked up their fetishes?
She's gasping and grabbing at my ass now, pulling me against her, trying to grind down on my thigh. Guess she don’t care about people seeing us anymore..
This is how it should be, no roses or bedsheets, no tender words or cuddling. It’s all passion, desire, and hot hot hot. I rip that skanky little halter off her and toss it carelessly into the alley. I move down her body quickly and hold her to the wall by her hips, ducking my head to suck on those hard little nipples, straining, reaching out to me. She arches her back and mumbles something that sounds like my name.
I've got one hand tangled in her hair now, the other cupping her taut ass and holding her tight to me. Oh, sweet, sweet Buffy.. Tastes so good, feels so good.. I abandon her pert little tits and press my lips to hers, grabbing her lower lip in my teeth and nibbling at it.
Everyone's favorite little martyr, sacrificing every moral she has for a quick fuck in a dirty alley-crying out and begging me.. My head's clouded with power, and my shirt's sliding over my head. I fling the black tank onto the ground and pull her head to my chest. Her tongue flicks out against my nipples, my hands are tangled in her hair, and I'm enjoying every second of this.
She bites down gently and I arch, pressing my body harder against hers. No, this ain't the way it's supposed to go-I'm fucking her, I have the power, she needs me. I slap her hands away from my pants and slip one of mine under the waist of her cotton flares.
I cup her ass again, grinding myself against her thigh. I slide my hand into her panties-probably pink or something cutesy and innocent like that. She ain't so innocent now, I think with a grin as I slide a finger into her. She's whimpering and thrusting her hips, my hand is soaked with her juices and I'm sucking on every available piece of girlflesh I can see in front of me.
I add a second finger and a third, pumping them inside of her almost violently and licking the sweat off her neck. I scrape my teeth against the scar there and she cries out my name a few times, intermingled with exclamations of "fuck!" and "holy shit!"
I smile wickedly and press my thumb against her clit, and she screams like I've never heard before, her body spasming and jerking. She slumps down, panting and gng fng for air, three of my fingers still fingering her lightly.
She tries to back away from me, the sensations are too much, she pushes at my arm but I hold steady, reaching my free hand up to tug at her nipple, pinching and rolling it between my thumb and forefinger. She gasps.
"Faith.. stop.. fuck!"
"Well, which is it?" I ask with a smirk. "Stop or fuck?"
"Stop.. stop.. can't take it.."
Still smirking, I pull my hand out of her pants and press my fingers to her lips. She responds immediately, sucking them into her mouth one at a time and cleaning them off. Then she kisses me, her tongue sliding into my mouth and snaking around, and I can taste her in my own mouth and in hers. God damn.. So fucking sweet, just like the rest of her.
She wraps her arms around my shoulders, burying her face in my neck and trying to catch her breath. I look at the entrance to the alley, and there's some freshman-looking weasel gaping at us.
"If you didn't pay for the show, don't fucking watch it. Get the hell out of here!" I shout. He skitters away like a scared rabbit and Buffy bursts into giggles again. "Think it's funny?" I ask with a quirked eyebrow.
She shrugs and giggles again. "Where's my shirt?"
I grab the skimpy little handkerchief-looking scrap off the ground and hand it to her, then pull my own tank back on. She ties the thing on herself and takes me by surprise, shoving me up against the wall. "My turn," she whispered, her voice husky. "Your place."
I search her eyes, holding her gaze for a second. She knows my game, she knows it ain't love and that I don't want her there in the morning. She knows and that's the reason I let her drag me out of the alley and back to my place
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