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Know Who I Am	By : Paigie Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 4757 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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It’s been three days since that day I got all introspective. So now it’s Thursday, the second day of the week that Faith comes to the library and we train. Normally that time is like a high for me because I have an excuse to touch Faith’s sweaty body. But today wasn’t good. Scott showed up because he needed to check out a book. He bought the excuse that Faith and I kick boxy together, and we pay Giles to let us use the library for training. So it wasn’t a complete lie, we just don’t pay Giles.
Things went from slightly awkward to really bad when he decided to stick around and watch. He actually things it’s sexy that I kick box. The room got really tense and Faith started acting weird. It was like we were in a real fight or something, and she kept sending Scott these little glares. We sparred longer then we normally do, so when we were done Scott had to leave. He gave me a kiss goodbye, and told me he can’t wait for our date tomorrow night. As soon as he was out the doors Faith threw a chair against a wall.
We’ve been patrolling for about an hour now, and things couldn’t be any more awkward. What’s really annoying is every five minutes she’ll let out this irritated sigh. It’s like she wants to talk to me, but she won’t, and keeping everything bottled in is pissing her off. What won’t she say? Does she have feelings for me too? Those kinds of questions have been running around my brain since this afternoon. I almost forgot how to turn left they’re taking up so much room!
I glance over at her and have to hold my breath. She straightened her hair today and she looks beautiful. I want to run my fingers through those silky locks. I want to place my hand at the back of her head to hold her still while I kiss her with all the passion in my body. I want…to punch her in the face for sighting yet another, very angry, sigh. Ok, this shit has got to stop. It’s getting on my nerves. If she wants to brood that’s fine, but she can at least tell me why.
“What is up with you today?” I ask and stop walking. Ok, so maybe I’ve been repressing some anger too. At least I hid it better than her. “First you completely freak out when my boyfriend gives me a kiss goodbye, and now you’re acting like I killed your puppy. So what the fuck is up?” I don’t care that I shouldn’t be yelling. Now that I’ve started to let some of the anger out there’s no controlling it.
“Nothing’s up, ok? I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. And I wasn’t pissed that your boyfriend kissed you. I was pissed because I couldn’t concentrate with him watching us like that. It creeped me out.” Oh yeah right. Faith is always trying to act sexy for attention. That would’ve been a perfect opportunity.
“You do know what I’m talking about, Faith, so don’t play dumb. When I went out with Scott on Sunday you got all jealous and weird. Just like you did when I told you that I’m dating someone.” She knows I’m right I can see it in her eyes. It’s this fear mixed with rage, and I can tell she’s about to let the rage out.
“Oh bull-fucking-shit, Buffy. I’m not jealous of you. This is so like you. Little princess isn’t happy about someone so of course it’s my fault. You think everyone wants you, but they don’t. Why don’t you just get over yourself, and grow up like the rest of us?” Ouch. That actually hurt. But I’m not buying it. That’s just more of her defensive crap, and I’m not falling for it.
“Fine, then what is bothering you? If you’re so perfect with me dating Scott, then why are you so mad? It must be pretty big because our patrols used to be fun. So miss footloose and collar free, what the fuck is shoved so far up your ass that the one thing I look forward to all day is suddenly like a burden?” I didn’t mean to say that.
“It’s none of your fucking business. And way to use a Lady and the Tramp reference, what are you six?” Oh now she just crossed a line that shouldn’t have been crossed.
“Fuck you, it’s a good movie no matter how old you are. And yes it is my business. We slay together all the time, and I need to know that you’re going to be at the top of your game. What we do is too dangerous for you to be sulking like a six-year-old who got her tedding bear taken away. So what the hell is going on?” She takes a step closer and I tense up. She wouldn’t hit me, would she?
“You really wanna know?” What the fuck kinda question is that? Great now I’m talking like her. “You really wanna fucking know?” She takes two more steps towards me, and she’s almost in my personal space. Her arms are down by her sides, and the look in her eyes is so intense I might go blind if I don’t look away soon.
“Yeah, I wanna know! I asked didn’t I?” Faster than the blink of my eyes her hands are on my face, and her lips are on mine. My eyes go wide but…oh my fucking God her lips are so soft. I close my eyes and respond. I wrap my arms around her back and pull her to me. Her entire body is pressed against mine, and I think I just came a little bit. Before I can really get into the kiss she slowly pulls her head back. We’re both panting roughly, and her breath is hot against my face.
I look deeply into her eyes like I’m trying to look for her soul or something. The look she’s giving me is so…I can’t even describe it. It’s so far beyond tense that I can practically feel it in my bones. I can tell by that look she wants me as much as I want her. She has probably the entire time we’ve known each other, and she can’t stand the thought of someone else having me. God I love this woman.
In an instant we’re kissing again, and this is so far from the first one I’m not even sure that happened. This is tongue, and teeth, and hips fighting to be in control. Faith is winning, but I won’t go down without a fight. I swirl my tongue against hers, and then roll it like I’m trying to say an ‘r’ sound in Spanish. I feel her shiver, and her arms wrap around my back. She’s grabbing my ass so hard and tight I think there’s going to be bruises but there’s no way in hell I’m going to stop her.
We pull back at the same time and our breathing is very deep, but shallow at the same time. God, I don’t even care that I’m not making sense anymore. She takes her hands off my ass and grabs onto my upper arms. She has a really good grip, and hopefully there won’t be bruises there. Wait, what is she doing? Why is she pushing me back? Please tell me she’s not going to make me stop kissing her because now that I know what her velvety smooth yet demanding tongue feels like in my mouth I don’t think I can give it up.
She leans forward and kisses me again. Great now I’m totally confused. I can’t even kiss her properly because I’m trying to figure out why she’s making me back up. Oh good God she just did this thing with her tongue that I can’t even begin to describe, but it has me seeing stars. Literally seeing stars. Wait a second, I’m seeing stars because I’m on my back and my eyes are open. When did this happen? Ok, this is going a little too fast for me. She’s on top of me, kissing and biting at my neck and fuck it feels so good.
“Don’t worry, B, I’m not gonna leave a mark,” she breathes into my ear. Why would that be bad? I want her to mark me. Mark me, take me, break me, fuck me, have me, love me I don’t care, just pick one! I spread my legs and she’s instantly nestled in between them. It’s like she belongs there. She’s a perfect fit. I told you we’re soul mates. She starts to softly suck on my earlobe and my eyes roll into the back of my head, and I let out a long, loud moan.
She starts grinding her hips, dry humping me, although my pussy is far from dry. I can tell she’s just as wet as I am because of the heat that’s radiating from her. I grind against her as best as I can, but she’s kind of pinning me down. I’m too worked up to just let her have her way with me. I need her inside me right now. I don’t care if it’s her fingers or her tongue. I just need it in me. I try to tell her how much I need her but my vocal cords aren’t working. I guess I’ll just have to do this myself.
I release the death grip on the back of her shirt and try to reach in between our bodies so I can take her pants off. She has other ideas though. She grabs onto the hem of my shirt and tugs upward. I help her out by arching my back, but that makes both of us freeze and moan when out extremely hard nipples are pressed together through our bras and shirts. Ok, clothes need to come off now!
Everything becomes even more frantic as we try to take each other’s shirts off at the same time. I don’t know how we manage to get them off without ripping them but I’m pretty sure we just did. Oh God, she’s wearing a black lacey bra. She looks damn sexy in a black lacey bra. At least I think so. I’m wearing a front clasp bra tonight and I guess she can just tell by looking because in less than two seconds my bra is off. I try to take hers off but she grabs onto my wrists and holds them against the wet grass between us.
She kisses me against and it’s like she’s trying to swallow me whole. I try to keep up with her fast pace, but my mind is so scattered, and her tongue is moving so fast. I feel drunk or something and I wouldn’t change anything for the world. I mean it. I’ve saved it enough. I’m going to get my one moment of pure happiness and there’s nothing anyone but God can do to stop me. Anyway, she starts to gently suck on my tongue, and my hips start moving in the rhythm of it. I’ve never felt anything like that before. And I don’t want it to stop.
Oh God, why oh why did she stop? I think I’m going to go crazy if she doesn’t stop teasing me like this. Every time she starts doing something that feels great she stops before I can really enjoy it. I open my eyes and the expression on her face is wild. It’s like she’s barely controlling herself or something. I know the feeling. She lifts herself up a little bit with her legs and now the grinding is gone. What the fuck does she think she’s…oh, she’s trying to get my pants unbuttoned. It’s about damn time.
While she works on getting the button undone I kick my shoes off as fast as I can. Luckily I decided to go casual tonight and just wear sneakers. Anyway, I kick my shoes off and my socks go with them. Good those would’ve been annoying. She gets my jeans undone and pulls them down my body. My skin is so hot that as soon as the cool night air touches it I let out a long hiss. Faith doesn’t stop until my jeans are off. She has a look of surprise on her face when she sees I’m not wearing any underwear.
I always get so turned on around her, especially on patrol, and I didn’t want to ruin another pair. Anyway, I wrap my hands around the back of her neck and pull her up to me. I kiss her deeply and run my hands up and down her back. I unclasp her bra and pull it off. We’re still kissing so I can’t see her breasts but I can feel them. She arches her back and makes them press into mine. I let out a long groan, and stop breathing for a few seconds.
“Get these off, now,” I breathe out more than say, and tug at her belt. She grabs onto my wrists again and pins them to the ground. If she thinks she’s going to be in complete control she has another thing coming. I use mostly the strength of my legs to roll us over. The look on her face is out of this world sexy. It’s beat red, her lips are swollen, and that wild look in her eyes has increased tenfold. I sit up and admire her beautiful breasts. The skin of her chest is a pink color and she’s breathing rapidly. Her dark nipples are hard and my mouth is actually watering at the sight of them.
I practically dive down to her chest. I’ve never done anything like this before, but I’m sure I’ll figure it out. I wrap my lips around her left nipple and gently suck on it. I feel her arch her back and it pushes more of her breast against me. I feel her hands on the back of my head, and her fingers snake through my hair. I release her nipple, and leave a little love bite right next to it. I feel the slayer inside take a hold of me, and I get a small smile on my face.
I leave a little nip on the bottom of her left breast, and she lets out a little moan. I nip the spot again, and she moans a little louder. That’s a weird place for a sweet spot, but whatever. I warp my lips around that spot and I can feel her heartbeat. It’s fast, and hard, and it’s making me want to fuck her even more. I suck on the flesh as hard as I can, and bite down a little. I don’t want to hurt her, but I couldn’t help myself. She moans, and groans, and wraps her legs around me. She starts grinding against my stomach, and her crotch feels so hot I think I might get burned.
I pull my head back, and her skin is pulled until it can’t go any further. There’s a small pop but I ignore that and just look. Where my mouth was just a second ago is a nine, big, dark red mark. Or if you want to be more specific, a hickey. Just seeing my mark on her olive skin is making my clit throb like it’s never throbbed before. I think I’m going to pass out, or cry if I don’t get some release soon. I sit up again and undo Faith’s belt. She unbuttons and unzips her jeans, but that’s ok with me.
We both start tugging at the denim and in about five seconds her pants are around her ankles. It takes her longer then I’d like for her to kick her shoes off, but when she does the jeans go with them. And hey, she’s not wearing any underwear either. I look into her eyes and they’re boring holes into mine. I’ve never seen so much passion and desire in anyone’s eyes before. It makes a shiver run up and down my spine. I kiss her again, but this one isn’t like the others. It’s just as forceful and demanding, but it’s slow. Her tongue slowly makes its way into my mouth, and swirls around mine. I groan, and moan as that strong tongue takes me over.
She rolls us over without breaking the kiss. Her skin feels so hot against mine that all of my nerve endings are on fire. I feel her hand snake its way in between us. My entire body tenses up as it gets lower, and lower, and lower. I feel those soft yet strong fingers glide through my liquid heat. I hiss in a breath when a finger brushes against my clit. My hips buck against my will and everything is spinning. I start to grind against her finger, and she pulls her head back and gives me a small smile.
“That’s not why it’s down there. Lift your legs up.” Ok, then why is her hand down there? I don’t question her as I quickly lift my legs. Apparently I didn’t do it the way she wants because that oh so good feeling finger is gone, and she’s readjusting my legs herself. They’re bent at the knee, and my feet are so far up I can feel the backs against my ass. Thank God for slayer flexibility. I’m about to point out the fact that I’ve never done anything like this before, latest now with a girl, but before I can get a word out she’s kissing me again.
The overwhelming need to have her hasn’t gone away, but now that I actually have her, on top of me and naked and ready to fuck me, I’m a little nervous. Every single move she makes feels like it’s in slow motion, every sound we make is amplified, and the entire world fades away when I feel her clit touch mine. I wrap my arms around her back and hold on as tight as I can. She waits about five seconds for me to start breathing again and when I do she starts up a fast rhythm. It takes me a minute or two to catch up to her, but when I do my God I can’t even describe how fucking good this feels.
The only sound I can hear is our heavy breathing and the sticky, wet noise of our pussies rubbing together. My eyes roll into the back of my head when she kisses me. The rubbing plus the kissing is like a pleasure overload or something. It’s almost too much to handle. I turn my head away, and her forehead rests on my shoulder. It’s actually pretty perfect because I can smell all of her. I can smell her shampoo, her body spray, and her sweat. Also that very spicy Faith smell that always turns me on whenever I catch a whiff.
It doesn’t take long for my orgasm to build up. I can feel it from the bottoms of my toes to the tip of my tongue. I can tell that Faith is getting close too. I’m not exactly sure how I know, I can just tell. She’s mumbling something against my shoulder but I can’t understand what she’s saying. Oh God, it doesn’t matter what she’s saying because I’m going to come!
“Oh Faith, oh God. Faith, Faith, Faith!” I yell and dig my nails into her back. My toes curl, my breathing stops and all I can hear is the sound of blood rushing in my ears. I feel something gush out of me, and now I’m seeing spots. I’ve never felt anything this good before, and it’s all because of Faith. I very slowly come down from my high because that’s what it was. I was high for about a minute. Or an hour, I’m not so sure. I slowly open my eyes, and I have to flutter them because the spots are lingering. When my vision clears I see Faith smiling at me, and that’s when it hits me. Oh God, what did we just do?
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