Jack of Truths | By : Electra126 Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 6697 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Pairing: Buffy & Faith
Rating: NC-17, of course.
Summary: When Willow can't get Buffy
to admit that she's having a secret relationship with Faith, she casts a truth
spell with results that no one could ever have imagined.
Timeline: Post-Chosen, about a year.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the
characters, nor do I profit in any way from the writing of this fic. It is
merely for entertainment.
Buffy stood with her
arms folded across her chest, trying her best to look as calm and rational as
possible. Though she and Willow had been best friends for over eight years,
they still clashed from time to time, now being one of those times.
“Buffy, I don’t
understand why you won’t just tell me. It’s what best friends do! We shop, and
go for mochas, and talk, and tell each other our deepest darkest secrets and
then we do that little pinky swear thing and promise never to tell anyone.”
“Except there’s
nothing to tell this time, Wills,” Buffy said, holding her position.
“But there is!”
Willow continued, excited yet seemingly upset. “The sneakiness, the total lack
of quality Buffy and Willow time, the newfound best-friendliness of you and . .
.”
“Willow,” Buffy
interrupted, then sat down next to Willow and turned to face her, “for the last
time, there is nothing going on between Faith and I.”
Willow took a deep
breath and frowned, her frustration evident on her face.
“But Buffy, how do
you explain the going out with her every night, and the way you two stick
together like glue? Something is definitely going on. Why won’t you just tell
me?” She pleaded, trying hard to wear her resolve face but instead looked
completely frustrated.
“Faith and I are . .
.” Buffy paused and chose her words carefully, “. . . friends. And I really
don’t understand why you’re giving me such a hard time about it. When you
brought Faith back to Sunnydale and then when you dragged her along to
Cleveland, you were all gung-ho about her and I being buddy-buddy. Now that we
are, you’ve resorted to being Jealous Willow from high school again.”
Willow snorted
unceremoniously.
“I’m not Jealous
Willow from high school. I’m concerned Willow. It’s just . . . I don’t like
when you keep things from me, Buffy, and I really feel like you are. I feel
like we’re not as close as we used to be, and it kinda scares me a little,” she
said nervously.
Buffy smiled softly
and took Willow’s hand gently in hers, giving it a soft squeeze.
“Willow, you’re my
best friend, and you always will be. How about we set aside some of that
quality Buffy and Willow time and just . . . hang out. I’m thinking pizza,
Sixteen Candles, and more wine coolers than we can handle.”
Willow’s frown
turned into a small smile, but it quickly faded when Faith walked into the
room.
“Sup B, Red?” Faith
asked as she sauntered across the room and plopped onto the couch next to them.
“Hey,” Buffy said
with a smile.
“Hey,” Willow
replied halfheartedly.
Faith leaned back
and got comfortable, obviously not getting that Buffy and Willow were having a
heartfelt talk.
“So B . . . you
gonna come out with me tonight? Got a new pair of boots I’ve gotta break in and
there’s a new DJ spinning at Roxy’s tonight. Gonna be a good time.”
Buffy instantly
perked up, looking forward to another night out with Faith, but then she
remembered her offer to Willow from just moments before. She looked over to
Willow who was now busy staring at her lap.
“Actually,” Buffy
began, turning her head to look at Faith, “me and Wills are gonna have a girls
night tonight. Just me, her, Molly Ringwald, and lots of junk food and fizzy
beverages.”
Faith smiled a
little and got up from the couch, smoothing out her shirt.
“Well, you girls
have fun with that. Maybe me and Kennedy will get up to some trouble or
something,” she said as she backed out of the room, looking at Buffy and
Willow.
“We will,” Buffy
said, still holding onto Willow’s hand. Willow just looked happy now, for the
most part. “You guys have fun too. Behave.”
Faith grinned,
unable to stop it.
“Me? Behave? Might
happen one day, B.” And with that, she turned and made her way up the stairs,
off to get ready for her evening out.
Buffy turned to face
Willow again, a smile upon her face.
“See, Wills? There’s
nothing going on between Faith and I. We’re friends, just like you and I are.
Speaking of which, don’t we have a pizza to order and some wine coolers to
buy?” She said, standing up from her place on the couch and waiting for
Willow’s response.
Willow continued to
smile, though it still looked like something was bothering her deep down.
“You bet, Buff.”
Many hours and
several Molly Ringwald movies later, Buffy made her way up to her bedroom as
quietly as she could. It was late, after all, and she didn’t want to wake any
of her housemates. As supernaturally strong as they were, the junior slayers
were pretty cranky if they didn’t get enough sleep.
Buffy crept into her
bedroom, closing the door quietly behind her. She didn’t bother to turn on the
overhead light, but instead turned on a small table lamp. In the dimly-lit
bedroom, she took off her clothes and put on a Nine Inch Nails concert t-shirt
that was much too big for her small frame. In a quick motion, she swept her
hair up into a loose ponytail, her movements still quiet and soft.
After she had thrown
her dirty clothes into the laundry basket, she made her way to the desk to turn
off the dim lamp before making her way over to her bed. She crept in slowly,
situating herself on her side neatly under the many layers of blankets.
Just as a small yawn
escaped her lips, Buffy felt a strong arm wrap around her stomach from behind.
She snuggled back into the warm embrace, a small smile on her face.
“Do you think she
bought it?” Faith asked, her lips brushing softly over the back of Buffy’s
exposed neck.
“Yep,” Buffy said a
little too cheerily, “a few hours of quality friend time should buy us at least
another month before the next inquisition.”
Without hesitating
another moment, Buffy turned around and came face to face with Faith, her
features illuminated by the soft moonlight.
“Did you have fun
with Kennedy?” Buffy asked quietly, her hand instantly moving to Faith’s side
to caress it gently.
“Nah, ditched her at
the last minute,” Faith said before giving Buffy a quick kiss on her lips,
“came and hid up here so she couldn’t find me.”
Buffy leaned in and
gave Faith a quick kiss this time but pulled back again so they could continue
talking.
“Why didn’t you go
out? I thought you were ready to break in your new boots. Besides, you and
Kennedy have fun when you guys go out,” she said, smiling as she felt Faith’s
deft fingers slip under the hem of her shirt and start caressing her stomach.
“Well,” Faith began,
pausing for a moment as she rolled a bit so that Buffy was laying flat and she
was hovering just above her, “Kennedy’s fun to dance with and all, but I can’t
come back here and fuck her all night long like I do you.”
“Not unless you want
a boot-shaped mark on your ass,” Buffy replied with a grin, taking that moment
to squeeze Faith’s perfect ass with both hands.
Faith’s grin matched
Buffy’s as she pushed their bodies together, starting up a small rhythm despite
their clothing.
“And we can’t have
that, now can we?” Faith asked, her breath catching in her throat as she felt
Buffy’s hands slip under her shirt, her nails scratching temptingly down her
back.
“Definitely not,”
Buffy answered with a teasing smile. “And we definitely can’t have sex with all
of these clothes on, now can we?”
Faith didn’t need to
answer. She sat up enough to pull off her own t-shirt, not needing to stop to
pull off her panties seeing as that she wasn’t wearing any.
Buffy grinned as she
looked down and noticed Faith’s lack of panties as Faith was busy trying to rid
Buffy of her panties and t-shirt.
“I see you were
ready for me,” Buffy said with a chuckle, but her laughter was cut off as she
gasped, feeling Faith’s fingers slip between her swollen lips.
Faith slid her
fingers around Buffy’s pussy, spreading her wetness up and around her clit.
“And I see you’re
ready for me too, huh” Faith asked huskily, slipping her fingertips one last
time over Buffy’s hard clit before bringing them up to her lips and licking
them one by one.
And before either
girl could respond with words, Buffy put her hands in Faith’s hair and pulled
her back down, crashing their lips together in a hungry kiss. Faith’s body
instantly found its place above Buffy’s and started up a slow grinding motion.
After only a minute
or two of the delicious teasing, Buffy slipped her hand between them and spread
Faith’s pussy so that their clits bumped together every time that Faith moved.
“Ooh yeah, just like
that,” Buffy said as quietly as she could, her breathing heavy as Faith began
to grind quicker and harder against her.
Many times Buffy had
nearly considered asking Willow to put a sound-buffering spell around her room
to prevent noises from being heard, but she couldn’t quite do that without
rousing more suspicion in her best friend.
Meanwhile in a
room a few doors down the hall . . .
Willow took her time
in going back up to her and Kennedy’s room, knowing that it would likely be
hours before Kennedy and Faith came stumbling in the front door. She finished
washing up the dishes that she and Buffy had made before making the slow trek
up to her bedroom, making sure all of the lights were off and doors locked as
she went.
She paused as she
passed by Buffy’s room, sure that she had heard something stirring within, but
shook her head and smiled at her own false suspicions. After a moment she
continued down the hall, walking quietly until she was safely within her room.
“Hey baby.”
Willow jumped and
turned around to face her bed, surprised to see Kennedy laying there in her
pajamas and playing Xbox.
“Gah, you scared
me,” Willow said with a smile, her hand up over her heart. “You’re back early,
I wasn’t expecting you until the wee hours of the morning.”
Kennedy shrugged,
her attention focused on the game she was playing.
“Never went out.
Went to meet Faith but couldn’t find her, so just been here all night. Figured
you and Buffy could use your bonding time.”
Willow’s smile
immediately fell, suspicion replacing her formerly cheery mood.
“I knew it. I knew
it!” She said and began pacing the room. “Buffy can try all she likes, but she
can’t keep a secret from me. Faith never went out and now I heard rustling in
Buffy’s room . . . they’re in there together! Doing . . . together-y things!”
Kennedy managed to
pull her attention from the video game for a moment and glanced over at Willow,
one eyebrow raised.
“Will, you need to
calm down about this, it’s been making you crazy-like for months. If Buffy says
they’re not together, they’re not. And even if they are fucking, who cares?
They’re big girls, they can handle themselves.”
Willow turned to
face Kennedy who had already shifted her attention back to her game.
“You don’t
understand, Kenny. Buffy is my best friend. If she’s not telling me something,
there’s definitely something wrong. I need to know.”
Kennedy scoffed,
“You need to keep your nose out of other people’s business, Willow. Nothing
good comes from prying and digging up useless dirt.”
Willow placed her
hands on her hips and looked defiantly and Kennedy, who still was too focused
on her video game to really pay her complete attention.
“Well . . . we’ll
just see about that,” Willow said before storming off into the adjoining
bathroom and closing the door shut behind her.
She walked to the
sink and stood there for a few moments, looking at herself in the mirror.
“I’m not crazy,”
Willow said to her reflection, “I know something is going on. I just need
proof,” she said, trailing off as a blue candle on the toilet tank caught her
attention.
A small grin
appeared on her face as she lifted the fragrant candle to her face, the small
wick jumping to life in an orange flame as she blew over it, magicks sparking
over her eyes.
“Mighty Goddess of
Light and Truth, if my assumptions are right, show me proof,” Willow said
quietly under her breath, hoping not to be caught using magic. Hesitating for
only a moment, she blew out the flickering flame, watching carefully as blue smoke
began to fill up the room.
Before Willow could
worry about the blue smoke seeping under the door frame to her bedroom and
alerting Kennedy to her secret spell-casting, the smoke completely disappeared
as if a large breeze had blown it away.
“Well that was a
bust,” she grumbled under her breath before heading back into her bedroom, not
yet ready to quit her suspicions.
Back in Buffy’s
room . . .
“Oh god . . . oh god
. . .” Buffy chanted over and over again and she clung to Faith who was moving
feverishly above her.
“He has nothing to
do with it, this is allllll Faith,” Faith breathed out roughly, her pleasure
evident in her straining voice.
“I’m gonna come,”
Buffy said breathlessly, her nails scraping down Faith’s back now.
“Me too, B . . . gonna
come all over your pussy,” Faith responded, encouraged by Buffy’s nails on her
back.
Buffy’s eyes, which
had previously been clenched shut in pleasure, now flicked open so that she
could look up at Faith. A look of fright appeared on her flushed face.
“You’re glowing!”
Buffy nearly screamed as she came, never once gazing away from Faith.
“I always glow when
I feel this fucking good,” Faith responded, grunting loudly as her orgasm
washed over her.
“No, I mean really
glowing! Smurf glow!” Buffy exclaimed as she touched the side of Faith’s face
to see if the glow was real or an illusion.
Faith finally came
down enough to open her eyes, which grew wide almost as soon as they opened.
“Holy shit!” Faith
exclaimed as she stared down at Buffy, “You’re glowing too. What the fuck?”
Buffy unwrapped her
arm from around Faith’s back and looked at her sweat covered skin, now glowing
a bright blue. It took a moment of studying the obviously magical glow before a
sense of realization washed over her.
“Willow!” Buffy said
mostly to herself, knowing fully well that her friend had likely been the cause
of the magical aura.
“Not exactly the
name I like to be called after sex, but whatever works for you, twinks,” Faith
said with a smirk, carefully rolling to Buffy’s side as if the blue glow wasn’t
a big deal.
Buffy, however, felt
much different about the situation. Before she could stop herself, before her
internal censor had the opportunity to pop up and tell her ‘stop’, Buffy
wrapped the comforter around her naked body and stormed out into the hallway.
“Willow!” she
yelled, unceremoniously stomping her blue-colored foot even though there was no
one there to see her.
A moment later,
Willow and Kennedy appeared from their room, looking over Buffy with shock. No
sooner than they had appeared in the hallway did Faith follow suit, wearing
only her Nine Inch Nails t-shirt that Buffy had been wearing a short time
before.
“A-ha!” Willow
exclaimed, pointing at the blue-hued matching slayers. “I knew it! I told you!”
She said as she turned towards Kennedy, a gloating look on her face.
“Yep, you caught us
red-handed,” Buffy said sarcastically. “Or blue-handed, really. But now the
question is,” she indicated her partially covered blue body, “what is this
stuff, and what does it do?”
Willow smirked
smugly, her arms crossed over her chest. “Oh, it’s just a little truth spell.
Guess my suspicious were right, huh.”
By this point, a few
of the junior slayers were poking their heads out of their rooms, wondering
what the commotion was.
Buffy sighed and
dropped her arms to her sides, careful to protect her modesty now that they had
company.
“I guess they were,
Will. But I was never lying; Faith and I are only friends,” Buffy explained.
“With naked
benefits,” Faith added casually, trying half-heartedly to rub some of the blue
glow off of her arm.
“Congratulations,
you’ve both managed to find someone who could keep up with you in bed,” Kennedy
said, unsurprised and seemingly unaffected. “Are we done now, cos I was just
about to give this monster guy a beat-down and I’m itching to hit the pause
button.”
“Feels done to me,”
Faith said easily as she strode back into Buffy’s room, Kennedy following suit
and heading back into her and Willow’s room.
After a brief glare
from Buffy to all of the snooping junior slayers, only she and Willow were left
in the hallway.
“I can’t believe you
used magic to find out about my sex life,” Buffy said with a small smile,
unable to stay mad at her best friend.
“I can’t believe you
didn’t tell me you even had a sex life,” Willow responded with a guilty smile.
A moment of silence
passed between them between Buffy spoke up again.
“So, I’m not gonna
turn into Smurfette or anything?” She asked, keeping a close eye on her glowing
skin.
“Nope, the effects
should wear off shortly. Then it’s back to normal, and we get to go out for
mochas tomorrow so you can tell me about your new and interesting lesbian
lifestyle,” Willow said, still grinning.
Buffy smiled and
glanced toward her friend one last time before heading into her room, a
seemingly large weight lifted from her shoulders.
No sooner than she
walked into her room did she see Faith draped casually across her bed, smirking
up at her in all her blue-toned glory.
“So,” Faith began, a
mischievous look on her face, “was it just me, or did you ever find Smurfette a
little bit hot for a girl smurf?”
Buffy grinned too,
casually dropping the comforter from around her body and making her way toward
the bed.
About four weeks
later . . .
“ ‘The effects
should wear off shortly’, my ass!” Buffy said as she sat on the edge of her bed
with a look of disbelief on her face, holding a small white and pink stick in
her hand.
“I was never good at
school and all that stuff, but a plus sign generally means positive, right?”
Faith asked, taking the very positive pregnancy test from Buffy’s hand and
examining it carefully.
Buffy flopped back
onto her bed and covered her eyes with her forearm, sighing dramatically.
“I’m gonna kill
‘auntie’ Willow.”
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