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The Rogue Slayer	By : Kinetickid Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 12311 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Faith slowly starts to stretch as she wakes up, and stops, staying still as she realizes Tara is lying half across her. Frowning, Faith tries to figure out if she pulled the witch on top of her, or if Tara just migrated to this position. Gently lowering her hands over the witch�s back, she smiles in relief as she feels the witch�s normal body heat, instead of the hot blasting heat from the sunburn coming from her body.

Placing a gentle kiss on the blonde�s head, Faith gently wraps her arms around the woman, smiling as Tara shifts, snuggling in tighter against her.

�Time to get up?� Tara questions hoarsely, slowly dragging her heavy eyelids open, looking around for a clock.

�Only if you want to.� Faith smiles as hazy blue eyes make contact with her. �You�re not so much of a furnace now.�

�It doesn�t feel as bad now, either.� Tara admits, smiling, tucking her head back into the slayer�s neck. �How did I end up here?� Tara questions, frowning as she realizes where she�s lying.

�I honestly haven�t a clue.� Faith chuckles. �I don�t know if I dragged you over here, or if you decided to come visit on your own.�

�Buffy is gone, right?� Tara questions softly as she slowly works a hand up the slayer�s side.

�Yeah, B�s gone.� Faith snickers at the thought of Buffy. �I think you shocked her.�

�Hmmm. She should have left.� Tara whispers, her hand coming up to cup the slayer�s breast, her thumb stroking over the velvety skin.

�Well, if nothing else, seeing you made her start thinkin� about the possibility of being with a woman.� Faith chuckles as Tara squeals in surprise.

�What?� Tara shifts to look down at the slayer, a surprised look on her face.

�She kinda questioned me about what it was like being with a woman.� Faith shrugged. �I figured it was your hot body that got her to thinkin� about it. As long as she doesn�t hit on you, I don�t care.�

Tara frowns and scratches her head in confusion. �You two talked about what sex was like with another woman, or with me?�

�Not with you! In general. Ain�t none of her damn business the things you do. If she knew that, she�d definitely be after ya�.� Faith leers at the witch. �I just told her that it helps when you�re with someone that�s already familiar with the equipment. And that most women take their time, making sure their lover is satisfied. Not all, but most.� Faith shrugs, tugging the witch back against her. �I think I kinda confused her, making her think about somethin� she ain�t ever thought of before.�

Tara chuckles quietly as she gets comfortable. �So she was just curious about what sex could be like with a woman, huh?�

�Yeah, well, she made the comment that she thought I liked it kinda rough, and she has it in her head that just because we�re two women, it�s all soft and sweet.� Faith shrugs, her hands gently brushing down the witch�s back, being careful not to put too much pressure on the tender flesh.

�Did you tell her it could be anything and everything you want it to be?� Tara smiles as she feels Faith nod, the chuckles coming deep from the slayer.

�Told her the only thing that would be different is the stick, and that was an add-on you could buy.� Faith smirks as Tara pinches her waist.

�And you don�t have to worry about it deflating before you�re ready.� Tara smirks as Faith laughs.

�I probably need to treat your body again. I know you�re feeling better, but it�ll help keeping you coated.� Faith runs a gentle hand through the blonde hair.

�I want to take a shower first, get rid of a couple layers of the dried stuff.� Tara admits, placing a soft kiss on the slayer�s neck, before nipping gently.

�Do you want to put on the loose tank and shorts again, after the shower? Just to keep the clothing to a minimum?� Faith questions seriously, as Tara gently eases away to stand by the bed.

�Probably would be for the best.� Tara admits, smiling down at the slayer. �I need to get back to the dorm. I have a paper I need to finish typing at the library today.�

Faith nods as she turns on her side, propping her head up on her hand while watching Tara pull on the clothes. �Is it okay if I walk you back to the dorm, or maybe see if Mrs. S. will let me borrow the Jeep, and drive you back?�

Tara looks up at the almost hesitant tones of the slayer, tilting her head to the side. �Of course you can.�

Faith allows a quiet sigh of relief to ease out, a small smile playing across her face. �I don�t want to crowd you, is all.�

Tara sits down on the edge of the bed, running a hand through the slayer�s dark hair. �You�re more than welcome to come by any time. I just need to get that paper done today and study for finals. There�s just two weeks left in the year and it�s going to be busy.�

Faith nods her understanding. �I won�t push you. But maybe you can call me if you have time and we can go out for coffee, or somethin�?�

�Of course, we can.� Tara smiles down at the slayer. �I�ll have a little more free time once school let�s out. I�ll be working, and I still have to find an apartment to move into for the summer, but most of my evenings will be free.�

Faith frowns at the witch�s words. �Working?�

�Yes, I have to pay for somewhere to live, Faith.� Tara smiles at the slayer. �I normally work part-time at the veterinarian�s office, getting some on-site training. Because of the end of the year and all the extra work, they let me slide the last few weeks of the school year, then I work pretty much full-time during the summer. That way I can pay for an apartment, and my food.�

�Makes sense. Didn�t even consider the fact that you would need somewhere to live after school ends.� Faith frowns, thinking. �If you want to go apartment hunting, let me know. I�ll go with you.�

�I�m just going to try and find a little one room efficiency, like I�ve done the last two summers.� Tara leans down, pressing a kiss to the slayer�s cheek. �I need to take a shower Then I�d appreciate your help coating my back.�

�You got it.� Faith watch�s as Tara walks out of the door of the bedroom, her brows furrowed in thought. After a few minutes, she hears a knock on the door. �Come in, Mrs. S.� Faith calls out to the woman, smiling as she pokes her head in the door.

�Tara feeling better?� Joyce questions quietly.

�Yeah. She�s taking a shower right now, then I�m gonna treat her back again.� Faith smiles at the older woman.

�Then you guys are probably about ready for some food then, I would assume.� Joyce chuckles as Faith nods her head quickly. �I�ll go start the hash browns. How do you want your eggs this morning?�

�Just scramble �em. That�s easier to deal with.� Faith stands looking around for her shorts and top, quickly pulling them on. �I�m assuming B went back to the dorms last night.�

�You�re assuming right. I think you two really did a number on her.� Joyce chuckles as she walks down the stairs, quickly followed by Faith.

�Well, if nothing else, we got her thinking about broadening her horizons.� Faith smirks at Joyce. �I�m gonna head down and gather Tara�s clothes and items from the basement. Need anything while I�m down there?�

�Want to throw up a couple packages of sausage links?� Joyce questions as she grabs the potatoes out of the refrigerator.

�Gotcha.� Faith grins before jogging down the stairs, opening the freezer and pulling out three packages of links before stopping and gathering up the stack of items off the dryer, trotting back up the stairs. �Is it okay if I borrow the Jeep to take Tara and her stuff back to school?�

�That�s fine, dear.� Joyce smiles as she accepts the links.

�You got contacts around town, you know of any small decent apartments for rent, that just do it by the month?� Faith questions before going back upstairs.

�You looking to move out?� Joyce frowns as she turns to look at the slayer.

�Nah. Tare needs somewhere to stay during the summer while schools out. She hasn�t had a chance to look for a place yet, and I was wondering if you knew of anywhere.� Faith grins at the woman. �She said she usually rents a little one room efficiency.�

�I�ll see what I can come up with.� Joyce tilts her head considering the slayer. �I know this is sudden between you two, but how serious do you think you�re going to be?�

�Huh? What do ya� mean?� Faith turns looking back at Joyce.

�Are you planning on spending a lot of time together?� Joyce questions as she opens the packages of links, throwing them in the skillet.

�Yeah, if she wants to.� Faith blinks at the woman. �I mean, she�s gonna be working, but I plan on spending as much time with her as I can. See if this is a for real thing, or just my hormones going off their rocker.�

Joyce chuckles quietly. �I don�t think it�s just your hormones dear. And you know that as well as I do. We�ll see what we can do.� Joyce murmurs softly as she starts grating the potatoes into the butter laden skillet.

�Thanks, Mrs. S.� Faith grins before jogging out of the room and up the stairs.

***

�If you�re only gonna write a paper, why are you taking all those different books with ya�?� Faith questions as she leans against the door watching Tara gathering a stack of different books.

�Finals. A lot of kids are typing up their term papers at the library. I�ll probably have to wait to get on a computer, so I�m bringing my other books with me to study while I�m waiting.� Tara explains as she tucks the books into her over-sized back pack, zipping it closed before she reaches over for her computer disks and jump drive, placing them in the front pocket.

�Can I borrow the phone?� Faith questions an idea popping into her head.

�Sure.� Tara watch�s Faith curiously.

�Yo! Mrs. S. You planning on using the computer today?� Faith questions after Joyce picks up the phone.

�Actually, no. I did what I needed to do yesterday, why?� Joyce questions as she slides the cake pan in the oven, setting the timer.

�Is it okay if Tara uses it to write her paper on?� Faith questions, smirking as Tara�s eyes widen in surprise.

�Faith, that computer is yours, of course it�s okay for her to use it.� Joyce rolls her eyes at the slayer.

�I know, but I like to ask.� Faith grumbles. �But I bought it for both of us to use.�

�I know, Faith. Yes, it�s okay if she uses the computer, if she wants to. Hell, she can stay for dinner tonight while she�s here before you drive her back to the dorm later.� Joyce offers as she sits down at the island, picking up her glass of iced cola.

�I�ll see what she says. Thanks, Mrs. S.� Faith chuckles as she hangs up, looking at a surprised Tara. �Wanna use our computer at the house? No line, no waiting. You can go straight to typing your report.�

Tara�s mouth opens and shuts a couple times. �I don�t want to be an imposition.� Tara finally states softly.

�No imposition. That all your stuff that you need?� Faith questions as she lifts Tara�s bag, slinging it over her shoulder. �By the way, you can stay for dinner. Then I�ll drive ya� back here afterwards.�

Tara sighs quietly, while smiling gently at the dark-haired slayer. �I would love to. Thank you, Faith.� Tara closes the small distance between them to brush her thumb gently over the slayer�s cheek, caressing the dimple as it appears.

�Anything to help you out.� Faith smiles at the blonde, her eyes searching the deep blue eyes of the witch.

�You�re a wonderful woman, Faith.� Tara whispers as she closes the short distance between them, capturing Faith�s full bottom lip between her two lips, stroking her tongue gently over the flesh for a few minutes before releasing it, smiling as she steps back. �We should go, before I decide to hell with studying and the term paper and just decide to spend the rest of the day and night taking advantage of you.�

�I think I rather like that idea.� Faith hoarsely admits, her eyes twinkling with devilment.

Tara moans quietly at the thought, pressing her body more firmly against the slayer�s. Capturing her lips quickly, Tara flicks her tongue against the slayer�s eager tongue, dueling fast and hard. Wrapping her hands in the slayer�s brown tresses, Tara presses herself harder against the woman, whimpering into the kiss as Faith grasps her butt, sliding her thigh firmly between her legs. Pressing herself hard against the rock hard thigh, Tara whimpers louder as Faith�s fingers dig gently into her ass.

Breaking off the kiss, Faith slowly works her way down Tara�s neck, nipping firmly, while caressing the witch�s ass, smiling as Tara grinds her body against her thigh. Finally burying her face in Tara�s neck, Faith licks across the tantalizing skin for a few minutes, before easing her grip. �I can�t believe I�m gonna say this, but I think we should go. I don�t want to screw up your grades or your papers.� Faith quietly admits, moving her hands around the witch�s waist to hug her tightly.

�Goddess!� Tara grumbles, dropping her forehead onto Faith�s shoulder as Faith eases her leg away from her needy center. �Are you basically telling me we aren�t going to be together until after finals?� Tara questions hoarsely, pinching the slayer hard on a butt cheek when she laughs and nods.

�Hey! That wasn�t nice.� Faith growls, rubbing the sore spot. �You got some wicked strong fingers.�

�You weren�t complaining yesterday or the night before.� Tara smirks at the slayer.

�Hmm.� Faith pretends to think, before chuckling. �No, I wasn�t. Come on, let�s get you over to the house so you can write your paper and do some studying before eating a good nutritious dinner and coming back here to sleep.� Faith states seriously, running a hand down the witch�s cheek, leaning in to kiss swollen lips gently.

Sighing deeply, Tara nods. �Thank you for thinking about me.�

�Yeah, well, don�t let everyone know it.� Faith smirks. �I have a reputation to uphold.�

Tara shakes her head, chuckling as she follows Faith out of the dorm room. �You don�t want people to know what a kind, caring, loving woman you are?�

�Nope. Anyway, I ain�t like that with everybody else.� Faith admits, her eyes unconsciously watching the people hurrying around the campus as they walk to Joyce�s Jeep.

�Why not?� Tara questions gently, watching as Faith looks for trouble.

�Just ain�t.� Faith shrugs, turning her gaze on Tara as they reach the vehicle. Placing the book bag in the back seat, Faith climbs in behind the wheel watching as Tara buckles her seatbelt.

�Lucky me.� Tara whispers, reaching out to play with the long dark hair, as Faith drives them back to the Summer�s residence.

***

Faith grumbles quietly as she waits for Buffy to show up at the house to go on patrol.

�What�s wrong, Faith?� Joyce sighs as she turns from the computer she�s putting her figures in.

�I wanna patrol. But B said to wait for her, she�s wanting to do a patrol together tonight.� Faith growls as she starts pacing back and forth.

Joyce raises an eyebrow at the slayer. �Have you seen Tara this week?�

�No.� Faith snarls. �She�s got some major studying to do for her finals, so I told her I�d let her be.�

�Uh huh.� Joyce nods her head, finally understanding the slayer�s turmoil. �Has she found somewhere to live yet?�

�She ain�t had time to look.� Faith admits, rubbing a hand roughly over the back of her neck. �I offered to look for her, but she just smiled at me and said she�d take care of it. Something about she would have a week after school was finished before she had to be out of the dorms.�

Joyce looks up at the ceiling, considering for a few minutes. �I know you two haven�t really been able to see each other for the last week, and obviously so far this week.�

�Yeah, stupid idea of mine.� Faith admits, snarling quietly into the room.

�Your idea?� Joyce questions, frowning.

�Yeah. I told her I�d leave her be while she was doing her studying for finals. She�s called me a couple times to tell me I could come over and visit for a while, if I wanted. But when I asked her if she had studying that she should be doing, she admitted she did, so I didn�t go over.� Faith plops down in a chair by Joyce.

�Why didn�t you go and see her, Faith?� Joyce looks at the slayer in surprise.

��Cause it wouldn�t have just been seeing her. I would probably jump her and she wouldn�t be able to study at all.� Faith admits groaning quietly. �I just think about her blue eyes and I�m a fuckin� goner. If I see �em and her sexy body, she won�t be able to get rid of me for a week.�

�So, your feelings obviously haven�t lessened with this time apart.� Joyce comments wryly.

�Fuck no. I catch myself heading to the damn college and patrolling outside her fuckin� dorm. I feel like a damn kid crushing on my neighbor, or somethin�.� Faith admits as she rubs a hand over her forehead. �Probably a good thing I ain�t seen her or I�d be jumpin� her bones.�

�I�m probably going to regret making this offer, but if you would like, she can stay here with you this summer.� Joyce offers quietly looking at Faith.

�Huh?� Faith blinks in surprise at the offer. �I can�t do that, Mrs. S. Buffy�s gonna be here, you and me. That�s three women sharing the one bathroom. Remember last summer? That was bad enough.�

Joyce chuckles thinking about the two slayers coming in from a patrol, fighting over who got first dibs on the shower. �Is that the only reason?� Joyce questions softly, turning her gaze back on Faith.

�Yeah, what else would there be?� Faith frowns looking at Joyce.

�Maybe you�re afraid of being that close to her.� Joyce shrugs her shoulders as she considers the young woman.

�Nah. At least I don�t think so. Ain�t like I been around her enough to know whether or not we�ll get on each others nerves.� Faith grumbles, running her finger around in a circle on the dining room table.

�But you want to.� Joyce makes the statement smiling softly as Faith nods her head briefly in agreement. �I could see about putting a second bathroom in.�

�It�ll take to long. It�ll probably take a month or longer to put one in, Mrs. S.� Faith admits tilting back in the chair as she considers the woman. �Maybe I�ll go out lookin� for a place anyway. See what I can scrounge up. I could offer to go in halves with her, since I�ll probably be spending a lot of time over there if she wants me.�

�Faith, there isn�t any if about it. You know she does.� Joyce admonishes the slayer softly.

�Yeah, but I don�t know what to do. I ain�t never had a relationship before, Mrs. S.� Faith frowns heavily. �I don�t know the do�s and don�ts. I mean, we know each other, but we don�t, you know? I want to spend time with her whenever I can, and this has been driving me up a fuckin� wall. But I ain�t sure of what she wants. Does she want me around all the time? I ain�t the fuckin� easiest person to live with.� Faith sighs quietly.

�Faith, you�re a wonderful person to live with. I can attest to that fact. You go out of your way to be helpful around here.� Joyce comments quietly.

�Yeah, but I walk around the house naked, leave my weapons laying around quite frequently and play my music too loud.� Faith throws her hands up in the air. �I don�t see how you put up with that.�

�Well, I must say the naked part kind of threw me for a loop to begin with, but I honestly don�t even pay any attention to it. Tara would probably love for you to run around naked all the time.� Joyce smirks at the slayer, making Faith finally laugh quietly. �The weapons aren�t a big deal. And usually it�s only a stake or knife that�s left on a coffee table or end table when you set it down, forgetting to grab it when you head upstairs. As for the music, we just have different tastes. I play my music loud, also! I just like my music a little softer and on the instrumental side.�

Faith chuckles quietly at Buffy�s mom. �Okay, okay. I get it. I need to talk to her and see what she wants to do.� Faith finally admits quietly.

�That�s the best thing, honey.� Joyce smiles at the slayer. �Call her.�

Faith sighs softly.

�Now, Faith.� Joyce softly orders the slayer when she doesn�t get up and call the woman.

�Yes, mom.� Faith rolls her eyes before heading into the kitchen, leaving Joyce chuckling quietly behind her.

***

�Yeah, Tara�It�s me. Well, obviously you ain�t there. Give me a call.� Faith sighs quietly before disconnecting the phone and hanging up after leaving the witch the message. Walking back to the dining room she sits down dejectedly.

�What�s wrong?� Joyce questions seeing the slump of Faith�s shoulders.

�She�s not picking up her phone. Or she ain�t there, one.� Faith admits, sighing. �About fuckin� time.� Faith growls as she hears the front door open, standing quickly Faith strides into the living room, stopping at the sight before her.

�Muhammad won�t come to the mountain�� Tara raises an eyebrow at the slayer before smiling a thanks at Buffy. �Thank you for the bodyguard service.�

�No problem.� Buffy smirks at Faith, seeing the stunned look on the slayer�s face. �Don�t worry about patrol tonight, Faith. I�ll take care of it on my way back to the dorm.� Buffy chuckles as she leaves the house, yelling to her mother. �Love you, mom. See you this weekend!�

Joyce comes out of the dining room, looking at the now closed door to Tara standing there watching Faith. �I think I�ll go upstairs, make an early night of it.� Joyce can�t help the small grin crossing her face as she quickly heads up the stairs.

�Do you want me to go?� Tara questions hesitantly, realizing this might not be a good idea.

�No.� Faith answers quietly, still staring in surprise at the witch, before closing the short distance between them, pulling the witch in for a gentle but deep kiss, reacquainting herself with the taste of Tara. Slowly ending the kiss, Faith looks into the dark blue eyes, a slow smile crossing her face. �I just tried to call you.�

�Well, I�ve done all the studying I can stand. I have two, sort of, more finals and was wondering if you would like to possibly spend some time together.� Tara brushes a thumb over the cleft of Faith�s chin. �I don�t want to push you for anything, but I�ve missed you the last week.� Tara whispers softly, her eyes searching the brown depths of the slayer.

Faith hesitates momentarily, almost afraid of allowing this woman to know how much she�s come to care for her in such a short period of time. Finally deciding she doesn�t really have much of a choice, she sighs softly. �I�ve missed you, too.� Faith finally admits. �Wanna sit down? Or should I walk you back to the dorm to spend time there?�

�Whichever you prefer. I will need to go back to the dorm in a little while.� Tara admits quietly running one hand gently through the dark waves while moving the other hand up to cup the slayer�s cheek. Leaning in Tara captures the full bow shaped bottom lip, sucking gently.

Faith moans quietly, pressing her body more firmly against Tara�s. �Let�s go to your dorm room. We can talk on the way there, and maybe I can keep from attacking you.�

�Do you want to let Joyce know you�re leaving?� Tara whispers quietly, looking deeply into the brown eyes that show so much of the slayer�s feelings, whether the woman is aware of it or not. Seeing the caring and love coming from those orbs, and also the hint of fear.

�Yeah. I�ll be back down in a minute.� Faith hesitates, looking down at the ground before looking back at Tara. �Should I�� Faith rubs a hand over the back of her neck roughly before finally blurting out. �Should I bring a change of clothes?�

�Yes.� Tara answers softly with no hesitation, watching the small smile cross the slayer�s face as she turns to run up the stairs.

***

Faith knocks on Joyce�s closed door softly, smiling as the woman eases it open with a questioning look. �I�m gonna be gone tonight. Will you be okay by yourself?�

�Yes, Faith. I�ll be fine.� Joyce smiles knowingly at the slayer. �Have fun, and my offer still stands if you think she might want to stay here.�

�I�ll mention it. Maybe we can see if they can put a partial bath down in the basement, or something where it might not be as bad. A shower stall and toilet type thing.� Faith offers as she thinks for a few minutes.

�That might be a good idea, probably wouldn�t take as much to do, either. I might want to do it anyway.� Joyce smiles as Faith bounces uncontrollably on the balls of her feet. �See you later, Faith.� Joyce laughs as she shuts the door after Faith nods and runs into her bedroom. �Whether you realize it or not, you�re in love with her, Faith.�
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