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Wishing Changes Everything	By : Declan Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 9748 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Amends Part 3 (The Gift That Keeps On Giving)

Buffy stepped out of the bathroom to see Faith walking out of her Mom’s room, Faith smiled as she closed the door behind her, “Your Mom’s totally out of it, tucked her in no prob.”
“You could’ve just left her; she would’ve just woken up on the sofa eventually, no big.” Buffy rolled her eyes kindly, “I’ve haven’t actually seen her get like that since we lived in L.A. Back then she and Dad used to come home in a cab all tipsy and sleepy almost every Saturday. I think she’s lost her tolerance.”
“Yeah, she pretty much finished off all the red stuff that G left behind. Not surprised she’s a little out of it.” Faith padded down the hallway towards Buffy, wrinkling her nose at the other girl, “’Sides, I‘ve had to do it plenty of times with my Mom, and your Mom swears way less.”
Buffy nodded a little uneasily, when Faith mentioned her home life in that way she often wondered how to react. To act all sympathetic might be seen as patronizing or pitying, Faith didn’t like that. Should she smile and laugh maybe? That just seemed snotty and unpleasant. Instead Buffy gestured vaguely to the bathroom. “Um, I’m all done, if you wanna...”
Faith’s face broke into a wide smile as she slid her arms around Buffy’s waist and pressed up against her, leaning in to kiss her, pouty lips capturing and languidly tasting Buffy’s mouth before the brunette leaned back. “Just checkin’ you cleaned your teeth like a good girl.” She said smirking as she nodded, “Minty fresh.”
“You know that’s not usually how it’s done, right?” Buffy said lightly, “Anyway, you still taste like cookie dough fudge ice cream, so stop tempting me and get brushing.”
“You got it.” Faith’s hands gave Buffy’s butt a quick squeeze before she broke away to give Buffy an appraising look, “And, y’know, since your Mom’s out of it we can...”
Buffy made a shooing motion. “Go on, quick. I have another present to give you.” Off of Faith’s look, “An actual present, not a ‘code-word’ present.”
With that she walked across and into her bedroom, made her way over to the dresser and started giving her hair the obligatory fifty brushes before bed that, in her opinion, left it nice and shiny.
Buffy smiled contently, she couldn’t have asked for a better Christmas holiday, after Oz had driven her back into Sunnydale they’d arrived home to find a relieved Mom, Giles and Willow. Buffy had delivered the good news; that the First was gone and that Faith had managed to save Angel. Then they’d all stepped outside to enjoy the falling snow, which seemed like a gift to the entire town, most people were stood out in their front yards all pleased and bewildered by the changed weather.
Mom had invited Willow and Oz to stay for dinner since there was plenty of food to go around, and
an hour or so later Faith had arrived back home to join them. After dinner they’d relaxed and exchanged a few small gifts. Buffy had forgotten to get Giles anything other than the tie she’d already chosen, but he didn’t seem to mind. Then Buffy had wished her friends a happy holidays before they all had headed out home.
Christmas Day had, in some ways, been even better, waking up to pancakes and orange juice before sitting down for the opening of presents by the tree. Mom and Buffy pretty much knew what they were getting each other. Mom had bought Buffy a very cute pink top she’d been wanting for about forever and also ‘gifted her’ a gorgeous pair of earrings from her own collection.
But it was Faith that made it all special. Buffy had seen the delight the other girl had had as she’d torn into her presents. Smiling widely at the new plush leather jacket that Buffy’s Mom had bought her, the one that Buffy had helpfully pointed it out a few weeks ago, and she had also been touched by the drawing kit Buffy had gotten her, complete with a book about how to hone your artistic abilities.
Faith in return had bought Buffy’s Mom a gorgeous amber necklace which she’d loved, before presented Buffy with a small shoulder bag, crammed with stuff. Faith explained that it was a ‘late night slay kit’, for patrolling with. Inside there was a thermos for hot chocolate (or Irish coffee, Faith said...), a chunky pink flashlight with easy grip handle, a pair of binoculars that looked like army surplus, a side pocket filled with strawberry flavoured chewing gum, which was a sometimes habit Buffy had had ever since her Hemery days, plus a few little bags of cookies.
Buffy didn’t know how expensive the whole lot was, but it didn’t matter. It was so thoughtful that she’d fought to urge to kiss Faith right there and then. But wisely she’d held off and just given her a hug and a heartfelt thank you. The kissing could wait until... well now, actually.
Buffy finished off brushing and quickly changed into her powder blue silken pj’s before removing the wrapped box from under the bed and propping it up against its edge. She was a little nervous, not because she wondered if Faith would like her gift, she knew she would, but the gift still made her a little uneasy. Buffy had bought it a conscious effort to begin to erase all the ‘bad Faith’ memories and replace them with good ones; hopefully this would be a good start.
Faith walked back in the room as she was undoing her jeans, she turned from shutting the door and stared in surprise at the present. “Jeez, B, that’s huge! What didja get me?”
Buffy smiled shyly and patted the bed next to her. “Open it and fine out.”
Faith eagerly made her way over and sat down next to Buffy, picking up the present and putting it on her lap. She ran her hands over the shiny wrapping paper, savouring the anticipation as she did so. Buffy could see Faith’s mind ticking over, tryin to work what it was, and enjoying the expectation and excitement that came with something simple like opening a present.
“I don’t think its clothes or anythin’...and it’s not some big-ass book. It’s like...something in a box?”
Buffy smirked at Faith’s deductions. “Yes, Faith, it’s a box. How did you know?”
Faith was too happy to respond, too busy fingering one of the corners of paper. “Y’didn’t hav’ta get me anything else, B. This’s already been...” She paused and swallowed before looking at Buffy, “This has been really great, I mean...the best.”
Buffy nodded and put her hand of Faith’s shoulder. “Mine too. Just perfect.”
Faith nodded a little shyly before tearing into the package, tossing away handfuls of shiny paper before staring at it wide-eyed.
“Um, d’you like it?”
Faith stared at the compound bow Buffy had bought from the sporting goods store that the two of them had broken into last ‘year’. She’d remembered how Faith had loved it, enjoyed playing around with it...and how she’d used it to hurt Buffy.
“This is awesome...this is the kick!” Faith flipped the box open and brought out the bow, her eyes running admiringly over it as she grinned widely. “Sweet! I’m so gonna kill somethin’ with this!”
Buffy felt her tummy flop a little uneasily but ignored it. “Well, I was thinking that you’re a pretty good shot and, um, you could give me some pointers sometime.”
Faith looked at Buffy and nodded. “No sweat. This is so cool, B. Thanks.” She leaned across and gave Buffy a quick kiss before standing up and fiddling with the bow.
Buffy stared at the other girl before tucking her hair back nervously. “Uh, Faith, I, uh, I wanted to tell you something.”
Faith nodded distractedly as she closed one eye and looked down along the bow sight. “Un-huh, cool. What?”
“It’s about what happened with the First, when I was, um, in the cave.”
Faith stopped what she was doing and looked at Buffy. “Did somethin’ happen? Are y’okay?” She sat down again and put the bow gently to one side, “Look, if the First said somethin’ to you, that’s what it does. It lies. I told Angel that.”
Buffy shook her head at the other girls concern. “No, that’s not...In the cave it, The First, it used its power somehow...it showed me what happened on the hillside. I heard, saw everything.”
Faith frowned, unsure, before looking away. “Oh, uh, right...Look, I wasn’t really gonna stake the guy, I mean, I was tempted. And I know I hit him, but...”
Buffy interrupted. “I don’t care about that, Faith. But what you said to Angel, all of it...It was so genuine and really beautiful. I realised that... you’re beautiful, inside. That whatever happened to you in the past doesn’t matter to me.” Buffy touched Faith’s cheek, stroking it softly, “And I want you to know that I whatever you say, whatever you want to tell me, you’ll always be special to me. Okay?”
Faith seemed not to know what to say for a moment, before shrugging “...He was just being a dumbass.” Faith said awkwardly, but she glanced at Buffy’s face, her eyes open and soft. “And I remember what you told me, ‘bout choices. So, it was like you were helpin’ too, y’know?”
Buffy nodded and smiled before laying her head on Faith’s shoulder. “Tell me something about you that I don’t know.”
Faith still seemed a little wary. “Like what?”
“Like...Ooh, I know, what was it like when you got called? Where were you, what were you doing?”
Faith seemed to think about it for a long time before shrugging. “Uh, right. Well, it was last May, early, I’m damn sure of that. I was having dinner with Diana; I was staying at her place by then...”
“Hey, so your Watcher found you before you got called? I didn’t know that.”
“Yeah, I’d been stayin’ with her for a couple of months; she kinda pulled some strings and got me outta...” Buffy felt Faith tense a little, “...uh, well it was kinda like a hospital, nut house...care home for wayward kids called the Belmont Centre.”
Buffy straightened up and looked at Faith. “You were in a care home?”
Faith sighed. “Yeah... I guess I had kind of a temper and...blackouts and stuff. Listen, can we save that for another time?”
Buffy nodded. “When I was first called...I told my parents everything, about slaying, vampires, the whole deal. And they completely freaked and...I ended up in a mental institution.” Buffy saw the other girl’s surprise, “It was only for about a week and then I stopped talking about it all, so they let me go. Mom did the repression thing and never said another word about it”.
Faith looked pained. “Jesus...I didn’t know.”
Buffy shook her head. “My friends don’t even know, I never told them. It’s something I like to pretend never happened, but I get it, your situation.” Buffy smiled and poked Faith lightly in the ribs, “Anyway, this is supposed to be your story, so what happened when you got called.”
“Uh, okay, so we were sitting there talkin, or she was talkin’ and I was off in my own head. And then I felt different...like charged up or... flooded all of a sudden, I guess. Miss Dormer had laid out the whole deal, how I was a ‘potential’ or whatever, but I didn’t get it till then, I didn’t think I had a shot at being the ‘one’. “
“And then I suddenly had all this power, my blood was rushin’ and my head was all crowded and noisy...it was real intense.” Faith paused, before adding softly, “I got really scared, like I was gonna have a panic attack, but I remembered these breathing techniques this guy I trained with had showed me...and I guess I calmed down some after that.”
“It was for me too. Intense and scary, I mean.” Replied Buffy, “But I just thought it was some puberty thing. Becoming ‘a woman’ or something, it’s not like my parents gave me the facts of life speech.”
Faith chuckled softly before continuing. “Anyways, that night I had the dreams. Seeing girls dying over and over again, some getting bit or stabbed or munched on by demons...Then I saw you.”
“You saw me? Really?”
“Yeah, you were in this crappy old church or crypt or somethin’, wearing a real pretty white dress that showed off your rack.” Faith laughed as Buffy lightly elbowed her, “Anyway, this butt-ugly guy bit you and dumped you in this pool of water.”
Buffy shivered at the memory. “That was the Master. The first time we fought, well, it wasn’t much of a fight.”
“Then I saw the library, y’know, fighting going on all around, and this black chick’s fighting with this ‘porcelain doll’ type vamp, and she does this weird stare-y thing and every thing faded to black. Then I woke up...realised what I was.”
Buffy smiled at the other girl. “Faith the Vampire Slayer.”
Faith grinned a little proudly. “Yeah, that’s my story, been kickin’ ass ever since.”
Buffy gave her a sceptical look. “Okay, well then what about the first vamp you ever dusted. Didn’t you fall on your butt just a little?”
Faith made a face. “Well, okay, first vamp got lucky and Miss Dormer had to save my ass...But then I went on and dusted two that night, no sweat. It was a blast, and Miss Dormer said I was a natural. It was like I was born for it, the way it made me feel.” Faith thought about it, “But, really that wasn’t the first vamp I killed. The first one I killed was before I even got my powers, so...”
Buffy raised her eyebrows playfully. “Okay, how did that happen?”
“It was back a few months before I’d met Miss Dormer, I was stayin’ with this crappy foster family, the Jones. Real religious types. Me and I whole bunch of other kids were in their care, they had us doin’ chores, workin’ on church flyers, that kinda thing. They weren’t bad, exactly, kinda stern, but really not as bad as most people, or so I thought.” Faith shifted a little as she remembered, “Anyways I got close to this other girl there, Jess, and she says that they have a lotta turn over, kids moving on all the time, to other places, ‘cause the Jones are just that giving, y’know. And Mrs Jones is all sulky and sad ‘cause she lost her son a while ago. But...well, I read some people pretty well, and this chick’s definitely hidin’ something, so one night I creep outta my room and see her sneakin’ about round the door to the attic. Their locked attic, see?”
Buffy felt a sinking feeling in her stomach. “Oh, no...”
Faith’s voice got a little colder and a tremor ran through it as she continued. “And the next day I manage to nab her keys while she’s in the garden, and I go snooping upstairs with a flashlight, with Jess keeping watch. And what do I find? They got their friggin’ kid chained up like an animal, and he sees me and starts beggin’ and pleadin’ for me to help him escape, to get the keys and get him outta here. And I almost do it, but the keys are on this ring that has a cross on it and the kid freaks and hisses when it gets near him.” Faith paused to let out a shaky breath, “So, anyway, I figure he’s not telling me everything, and that there’s somethin’ up, when Jess comes bursting in saying Mrs Jones is coming. That’s when all hell breaks loose and this kid...this vamp jumps me and nearly chokes me t’death, takes a nibble outta me as well. But I manage to kick him away while Jess and Mrs Jones are freakin’ out, and I’m tryin’ to pull myself up to get away. But instead I pull this tarp away from the window, sunlight comes in, kids face gets twisted all demonic-like and he...just bursts into flames.”
Buffy was looking at Faith now, seeing her sorrow and anger as she recalled the events.
“Turns out Mrs Jones had been feeding troublemakers to her son t’keep him alive, and covering it up with her hubby. They thought he was some sort of...zombie, like damned or somethin’. But they still loved him.” Faith shrugged, “After that, I was outta there, took Jess with me. We dropped out of the system, I guess, just crashed on people’s sofas for a while. Couldn’t go to the cops, could we? Who’s gonna believe us, a couple o’ kids talkin’ about demons...so we just ran.”
Buffy reached over and stroked the other girl’s hair. “Faith, I’m so sorry for what happened to you.”
Faith forced a smile. “Hey, I’m five-by-five, here. I survived, and bagged my first vamp.”
Buffy caught the other girl’s gaze and held it. “So, you’ve always been fearless, huh? I can’t imagine going through anything like that.”
“Yeah, least I learned that people can be just as bad as vamps. Worse even. A good lesson t’have.”
“Just some people. Most people aren’t like that, Faith. Those...Jones were just scared, crazy people, they did terrible horrible things, but it’s complicated.”
“Hey, I get that some people aren’t like that, maybe. But most...I dunno, B. Most people, you’ve gotta be wary. Y’can’t go trusting blindly.”
Buffy sighed and nodded. “Okay, how about this. I won’t trust blindly and you don’t think the worst of everyone. Deal?”
Faith smirked and shook her head. “Fine, B. Just so you know I’ll always watch yer back.”
Buffy smiled at that. “So, um, your friend Jess, what happened to her?” Buffy asked.
“Lost touch with her after I broke up with Steve. I kinda left his place, where we were staying at, without sayin’ goodbye t’her. A while later I ended up in Belmont and that’s all she wrote.”
Buffy thought for a second. “Steve...that’s the Klepto, right?”
Faith nodded distractedly. “Hey, that reminds me, I gotta present for you, too. Kinda too personal to give you in front o’ your mom, y’know.”
Buffy smiled in surprise. “Cool, it’s better to receive than to give, that’s my motto.”
Faith got up and left the room, Buffy heard her voice. “Well, this present ain’t exactly gonna change your mind.” Buffy heard her laugh.
‘Too personal? This has got to be jewellery then, right? Like a bracelet or necklace or something...hope it’s not too expensive, then I might not be able to wear it. Mom might notice...’
Faith came back in holding something behind her back, a sly smirk on her face, before sitting down next to Buffy and handing her a box. If it was jewellery it was probably a necklace or something because the box was the wrong shape, maybe seven inches long and a few inches wide. It wasn’t wrapped, just a simple box with a lid, and not too heavy. Buffy wasn’t one for savouring the suspense so she immediately took the lid off and peaked inside.
And frowned.
The box was mainly stuffed with tissue paper, but lying nestled in the centre was a metallic cylinder about five inches long and one inch around, like a marker pen. It was black, with quite pretty bright pink stencilling across its surface in the form of flowers. Still frowning Buffy reached in a picked it up, and held it lightly, looking for a cap you could remove or middle part you could twist, like a lipstick or a mascara stick or some other sort of make-up...
She paused as she noticed near the base there was what looked like a button sticking out, but nothing else to indict what it did. Buffy glanced at Faith who was biting her bottom lip and smiling in excitement. “Y’like it?”
Buffy gave an unsure smile. “Uh, sure...it’s very, um, pretty. What is it?”
Faith rolled her eyes in amusement. “Gee, B. You really are vanilla. It’s a vibe.”
“A vibe..? A...as in a..?” Buffy’s eyes widened in shock and she quickly dropped the object onto the bed, “You bought me a...sex toy for Christmas?” She hissed.
Faith grin got wider. “Yeah, B. I got it L.A from this high-end kinda shop, full of kinky stuff. I asked the assistant for one that a beginner could use easily. Y’see, it’s only really got one button, it’s small, quiet, waterproof and...very powerful.” Faith’s eyebrows rose, “What’s the problem?”
Buffy was staring at the toy like it was a snake. “I just...it’s not what I was expecting, when you said personal I thought you meant... romantic.”
Faith’s smile faltered a little. “Hey, this can be plenty romantic, okay? Just depends on what you do with it.”
Buffy shook her head. “Okay, not romantic exactly, but maybe more...thoughtful.” She knew she was being silly and maybe even a little insensitive, but really, what had Faith been thinking?
Faith gestured to the vibe. “I was thinkin’ of you when I bought it. It’s got flowers on it.”
Buffy almost snorted at that. “That’s not exactly what I...”
Faith gestured. “I’m not finished, ‘kay. It’s just... like every time we make out and get a little physical, y’know,” Faith wiggled her eyebrows a little before her face got more serious, “You get really worked up, like the other day. And I don’t want you gettin’ all, y’know, frustrated and stuff and then rushin’ into somethin’ if you’re not ready to. This way you can take the edge off, without me being there, so we can...take our time or whatever. However you want it.” Faith stared awkwardly down at the bed.
Buffy blinked. “Oh.” That was actually...kind of sweet, in a very Faith way, “Well, um, thanks, I guess.”
She picked up the toy and looked at it. It was very pretty, and not at all intimidating. When Buffy thought of things like this, which wasn’t often, she usually pictured silly giant rubber things in a variety of stupid colours. Not exactly a turn-on...but this looked like it had been designed by somebody who understood that things had to look sexy if you weren’t going to feel silly using them. It was even sort of stylish. She could probably keep this in her purse when she, actually no, bad thoughts. Bad, bad thoughts.
Faith, who’d been quiet as Buffy had been examining her gift, shifted off of the bed. Obviously disappointed she gestured over her shoulder. “Anyway, I’m gonna get some sleep. Do what y’want.”
Buffy sighed. She didn’t understand how a girl could be so tough and confident and yet still very fragile, even after what Buffy had told her, and then what Faith had shared with her, opening up just a little bit. Yes, there was darkness there; she’d obviously led a tough life...childhood. But Faith was also strong and fearless and so genuine in the things she did that all it did was make Buffy like her more. Maybe she needed another sign, something else to indicate that things had changed between them, had become more special, more intimate.
Buffy spoke up as the other girl turned to leave. “Wait, Faith. Uh, how does this thing even work anyhow?”
Buffy didn’t realise Faith even had an exasperated look until that moment; she could teach Giles a thing or two. “There’s just the one button, B. I’m pretty sure you can figure it out.”
Buffy shifted a little apprehensively, her face already feeling a little red, she wasn’t usually the kind of girl to do this. “Well, uh, maybe if you, um, stayed to watch? That’d be okay, so you could be sure that I liked, uh, my present. ”
Faith turned to look at Buffy, her face unreadable. “You serious?”
Buffy laughed a little nervously. “Hey, it’s not like I’ve done this before...I mean, I’ve done it before, but not with, um, an aid-thing.” Buffy’s blush deepened as she babbled, “...Not that I do it all the time, obviously, like some big freak.”
Faith’s smile returned as she sat back down next to Buffy and leaned over to kiss her. Buffy sighed into Faith’s mouth as the other girl’s lips worked against hers. Faith’s hand reached up to cup Buffy’s chin, before pulling back slightly. “You really like it, huh?”
Buffy caught her breath. “It was just a surprise, that’s all. And I’m, uh, a little nervous.”
Faith gave her a sultry look. “Just relax and take your pants off.” Her hand brushed a golden lock of hair away from Buffy’s face as eyes swept down Buffy’s form. Buffy felt a not unpleasant nervous tremor travel through her as she stood up and, after placing the vibe on the bed, reached and hooked her fingers into her waist band. Buffy bit her bottom lip as she slowly drew her pyjama pants and her panties down her legs and kicked them to one side.
She let out a nervous breath, feeling the air against her legs and the bottom of her nightshirt brushing against the top of her thighs. She looked to see Faith had also gotten up and was removing her jeans.
“Uh, Faith, what’re you..?”
Faith gave her a heated look, before smiling. “Just gettin’ more comfy, figured you wouldn’t want to be the only one half naked.”
Buffy swallowed. “But, just to watch, right?”
Faith tilted her head slightly. “Well, you’re still gonna be doin’ all the naughty touchin’, I’m just gonna help out a little.”
Buffy wasn’t sure about that. “Faith...”
“Trust me, B. I’ve done somethin’ like this before. You’re gonna love it.”
Despite her nervousness Buffy found her curiosity perked. “Done something like this before? When?”
Now, wearing nothing but her white tee and black panties Faith made her way over to the bed. “Tell ya later.” Faith settled onto the mattress, back up against the head of the bed, she spread her legs a little and patted the space between them. “You sit here.” Her eyes were such a mixture of mischief and hunger, for a moment Buffy wondered if she’d made a mistake, if Faith was going to push for something that she wasn’t ready for. But Buffy decided to trust her, after all, Faith had been all set to leave her alone a few moments ago, Buffy had asked for this.
Before she lost her nerve Buffy moved closer and crawled onto the bed on her hands and knees, feeling her top drift up over her butt to leave it bare as she did so. She just managed to remember to grab the vibrator on her way passed, clutching it in one fist as she move closer. Feeling more than a little vulnerable Buffy awkwardly knelt between Faith’s legs, in the spot the other girl had indicated. “Um, so now what?”
‘I really have to work on my sexy, bedroom talk.’
Faith gave her a slow, easy smile before leaning forward and giving her a soft reassuring kiss, her tongue gently grazing Buffy’s lips like a silken promise. “Just relax, turn around and lean back against me, okay?” Her voice, still husky with arousal was soft and comforting, Buffy felt her nerves settle.
Buffy sat back on her haunches before quickly scooting around so her back was to Faith. Shifting backwards a little she felt Faith’s arms on her shoulders as they gently stopped her and then pulled her back slightly. Buffy felt her shoulder blades press against Faith’s chest, the other girl’s breathing against her right ear. The outside of her thighs pressing against the inside of Faith’s, and most of all Buffy was very aware that her butt was lightly pushed up against Faith’s abdomen, Buffy relaxed a little and tried to stop clamping her legs together.
Buffy felt Faith’s arms wrap around her middle and pull her tighter as the brunette propped her chin on Buffy’s shoulder. “’Kay, now lift your knees so that your feet are flat on the bed.”
Buffy did as she was instructed, lifting and spreading her legs slightly so her feet were flat on the mattress, her knees pointing upwards. Her nightshirt had ridden up and spread as well, Buffy felt her bare butt flat against the cool bed covers. Looking down she could see a wisp of blonde hair visible between her legs, she felt Faith’s breath hitch. “Jesus...you are so sexy.”
Buffy’s breathing was warm and shivery; she brought the vibe up for both of them to see and then paused. “So...I just click the button?”
“Yep, click it once for setting one, then again for the next, and again for the strongest. Fourth click turns it off. Easy as pie.”
Buffy gave a nervous huff. “And what kind of pie would that be...actually forget I said that.”
Faith reached out her hand to gently grasp the wrist with which Buffy was holding the toy. She deftly clicked the button at its base and the vibe suddenly came to life, not making a sound, just pulsing slightly, not even as powerful as an electric toothbrush. Buffy adjusted her grip so she was holding the toy by its base; experimentally she pressed the tip against the top of her thigh. Pleasant ticklish ripples leapt across her skin, she squirmed a little and moved the tip away.
Buffy felt Faith’s husky burr close to her ear as she still kept a light hold of Buffy’s wrist. “See, setting one’s just ticklish.”
“So I see.” Buffy replied, having never done anything like this before she was wondering what to do next. Should she just...plunge in? God, but that sounded inappropriate. Maybe she should...
Just then Faith took a firmer grip of Buffy’s wrist and quickly moved both their hands down to run the vibe across the top of Buffy’s thigh, from just below the knee in a quick downwards sweep. Buffy gasped a little in surprise.
Without stopping Faith brought the vibe down between Buffy’s thighs before slowly and gently trailing it up her leg, Buffy watched her skin shimmer slightly as Faith drew a couple of lazy patterns on her tanned thigh, then took the vibe away and held it up in front of them both. “So, you wanna try setting two?”
Only a little hesitantly this time Buffy clicked the bottom button with her thumb, the pulsing became a low hum, similar to those hand-held electric fans some people carried in the summer. Buffy felt Faith’s lips against her neck as she gently guided Buffy’s hand down again, pressing the toy against Buffy’s soft inner thigh. The buzzing sensation was more powerful, less ticklish this time. Buffy felt warmth gather between her legs not just at the feeling but at the building anticipation. She watched as Faith gently guided her wrist down, turning so the nose of the toy disappeared out of sight beneath her shirt.
Buffy gasped as the mild sound seemed to transform in an instant to powerful jolts of pleasure, the tip traced downwards along the outside of her pussy, before teasingly pulling away. Buffy bit her lip to try and stifle the groan of disappointment, she could feel sweat on her forehead and between her breasts. Faith’s left arm was still on her waist, hand stroking her stomach in small circles, shifting the material around and across sensitive skin. Buffy was aware of her buttocks slick against the bed, her nipples straining against her silken top, the gentle tremors of pleasure as Faith’s mouth nipped and kissed behind her ear.
“You okay?” Faith’s voice seemed rich with arousal and more than a little mischief.
Buffy was breathless. “Uh-huh, more please.”
This time, more by Buffy’s own impetus than Faith’s she moved her wrist back, her left hand drawing the bottom of her shirt away so she could she what she was doing. Her eyes took in the dampness of her curls, the way her pussy glistened with dampness. Gently she ran the vibe around the outside of her opening, the light buzzing sending pleasant tingles to her centre, up her spine to wrap her brain in pink fog.
When she had touched herself in the past, it hadn’t been like this; she never really lingered or took her time. It was always tinged with a little guilt, now she was enjoying it, taking in each new sensation as it happened.
Faith’s breath shuddered against Buffy’s neck as she drew the slick vibe upwards and pressed it firmly against the top of Buffy’s opening. The small jolts of pleasure came faster now and quickly grew more intense; tremors that had mildly pulsed through her now became more jagged. Buffy felt her body coiling and tightening with tension, all the while as pulses of pleasure rippled through her being. She felt her toes curl, Faith’s left hand strayed up to grab her breast and roughly massage it, her lips moving to kiss Buffy’s ear as the blonde girl’s head rolled back.
And just as the tension seemed to become unbearable, as it seemed that she would break the bed her muscles were tensing that much, she unwound. Blast after blast of feeling rolled over her, assaulting her senses. Starbursts exploded in brilliant colours behind her eyes as her body twitched and jerked against Faith. Dimly she realised she was moaning into Faith’s mouth, the other girl’s lips clamped over hers, she gasped against the other girl, her legs clamping together on both their hands.
The vibe continued to buzz incessantly against Buffy’s centre and almost without warning a second orgasm washed over Buffy, rippling over her raw nerves, weaker than the first but no less beautiful for it. Buffy found herself murmuring Faith’s name against her mouth, her tongue pushing against the other girl, her body twisting around for more contact, her free hand coiling into Faith’s mane of hair. Buffy found herself giggling breathlessly with euphoria as she kissed Faith, her body seemed wrung out and alive at the same time, her senses seemed magnified as she took in the smell and taste of Faith.
For her part Faith was kissing Buffy back just as fiercely, her breath coming in ragged pants as she nuzzled down Buffy’s neck, her hands gliding and caressing over Buffy’s quivering form. Buffy pushed the other girl back firmly against the headboard, her mouth kissing Faith’s throat as she adjusted herself, getting one knee under her and swinging her other trembling leg off of the bed.
“Faith...Faith...God, that was...incredible.” She raised her head to look the other girl in the eye, “That was beautiful.”
Faith stared back, her brown eyes wide and vibrant. “That was...wicked intense, B. You were...that was perfect.”
Buffy nodded a little sleepily and snuggled against the other girl, marvelling not for the first time how natural it felt to have another soft, feminine body to lie against. She felt Faith run her fingers through her, very mussed, hair. And even those gentle touches were setting little sparks of inside her brain.
‘And we didn’t even try setting number three...we...’ Buffy shifted a little, “Faith, you didn’t even...I mean that was all me, and...”
Faith gave a lop-sided smile. “Hey, I had a pretty good time too, the way you were grindin’ back against me; I had me a moment, okay?”
Buffy smiled shyly. “Oh, okay.” She wanted to say more; in the after glow her mind seemed to be realising that her feelings for Faith were...really intense. That fact was more than a little scary, things seemed to have happened so fast but at the same time they had progressed perfectly naturally.
‘Who knew that orgasms interfered with deep, intelligent thought?’
Faith nudged her gently. “Hey, you gotta scrunch over; I’m half off the bed here, and my legs goin’ numb.”
“Sorry.” Buffy adjusted herself so Faith burrow down next to her and put her arms around her, soon they were in the ‘spoons’ position. “Uh, and thanks again. Y’know, for the gift.”
Faith murmured. “Yeah, Merry Christmas, B. Hey, maybe next time, you’ll get t’see me use it.”
With that she gave Buffy a quick kiss and settled against her, Buffy feeling the other girl’s breathing settle into a rhythm. Listened to the soft thrum of her heart, and the occasional murmur from her lips, and she knew, just knew that she was falling in love with her. This wasn’t just passion, or sex, or a slayer thing. It didn’t matter that Faith was a girl. All those things were swirling round in Buffy’s head but they didn’t disguise the fact that she’d felt like this only once before, the feeling like two people were just meant to be.
And to think, if not for this wish she would never have known, she just would’ve carried on with her life, alone. The First was wrong, had to be wrong, or had been lying. Anything that caused this wasn’t evil, it didn’t make any sense.
But still its voice, cruel and twisted, stayed with her. Reverberating inside her.
‘I’m looking forward to seeing what happens to you, how you’ll end up. Because, sweetie, it won’t be pretty...’
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