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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 chuckles quietly as she sets down the donuts and juice she bought, smiling at the sleeping witch. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Faith strokes a finger gently over the witch�s eyebrow.

�Hmmm. What time is it?� Tara murmurs as she slowly wakens at the soft touch.

�A little after 8:00.� Faith smiles as Tara mumbles and buries her face a little deeper in the pillow. �Not a morning person?� Faith questions, laughing as one blue eye blinks open looking at her in disbelief.

�Yes, but my class isn�t until 11:00.� Tara grumbles, rolling over onto her back stretching as she yawns deeply.

�Sorry.� Faith grins as the sheet starts to slide down Tara�s body, with a little help. Leaning over Tara, Faith nips playfully at a full breast, chuckling as she hears Tara squeal in surprise.

�You�re going to pay for that.� Tara growls wrapping her arms around the slayer, pulling her down on the bed and rolling over on top of the slayer kissing her deeply. �To many clothes.� Tara bitches as her hands reach under the slayer�s clothes.

�Randy in the mornings, are you?� Faith chuckles as Tara quickly strips her top and bra off. Growling, Faith rolls them back over, so she�s hovering above the witch.

�I am right now.� Tara smirks as she runs her hands over the already hard nipples of the dark-haired slayer. Pinching them firmly, Tara�s eyes gleam with mischief as her hands work down Faith�s body quickly unbuttoning the slayer�s jeans.

�What�cha doin�?� Faith questions, smirking at the witch.

�What do you think?� Tara raises an eyebrow in question as she slides her hands around the back of the slayer, sliding them under the jeans, grasping the strong butt cheeks, digging her fingers in gently.

Faith groans, pressing her lower body down into the witch. Whimpering as the strong fingers start to stroke her butt firmly.

�This would work better without the jeans in the way.� Tara grins at the slayer.

�I don�t know how, but it�s almost as if you can turn me on with a simple touch.� Faith growls leaning down capturing Tara�s mouth in a battle of dominance. Arching her body to help Tara�s hands shift her jeans to her knees, Faith slides her lower body back down, toeing off her boots roughly, frowning as she hears the laces break. Groaning loudly as a strong hand slides around her hip, caressing her outer lips teasingly. Biting back a squeak, Faith finds herself on her back with blue eyes looking down into her eyes.

�Jeans are coming all the way off.� Tara slides down, pushing the jeans off the slayer�s strong legs, tossing them to the side as she pushes the slayer�s legs gently apart, smiling at the juices already glistening on the inner thighs.

�Tara!� Faith cries out quietly as Tara starts licking across her without any warning.

Tara grins at the note of surprise in Faith�s voice. Stroking her tongue up and over the slayer�s hidden nub, Tara brings her hands up, pulling the hood away from the pearl, Tara presses the tip of her tongue firmly against the muscle, flicking strongly.

Faith moans as she pushes up into the witch�s mouth, sliding her hand down, she buries one in the witch�s hair while grasping a handful of covers with the other. �Fuck, me!� Faith growls, her hips starting to jump as she feels the desire building in her body, surprised at how quickly the witch is bringing her to the edge of climax.

Tara hums into the slayer�s body as she releases the flesh that normally hides the pleasure giving muscle, smiling at how swiftly the muscle swelled at her ministrations, feeling the heat and the twitching coming faster. Sliding her fingers through the nectar easing from the slayer, Tara slides two fingers deeply into the slayer at the same time she sucks strongly on the spasming muscle.

�SHIT!� Faith arches hard at the dual pleasure of Tara�s fingers sliding deeply into her at the same time she starts to suck earnestly. Groaning as her hips buck uncontrollably, coming close to dislodging the witch.

Tara wraps her free arm around Faith�s thigh, holding on for dear life while trying to ride out the bucking slayer, a brief thought of being able to hold onto the slayer for eight seconds would be hard compared to a bucking bronco, before she clamps down strongly on the muscle giving up the slayer�s sweet nectar while stroking firmly against the slayer�s muscles that are clenching and unclenching at a feverish pace. Finally releasing the hot muscle, Tara pants heavily, burying her fingers deeply into the slayer as more nectar floods her hand, her upper body being held aloft by the slayer�s shaking body as she cries out her release, holding the position for a few long moments before Faith collapses back on the bed. Tara chuckles quietly as they bounce a couple times on the bed, Faith�s body still shaking with the occasional aftershock as Tara is finally able to ease her fingers from inside her body. Gradually getting her breathing under control, Tara strokes her tongue softly over the slayer�s body, gathering up the stray juices before working her way slowly up the slayer�s body. Stopping for a few minutes enjoying the firm, round breasts, sucking eagerly on first one nipple then the other, smiling as she feels Faith�s hands sliding up and down her back as the slayer�s body finally relaxes.

Faith whimpers quietly as Tara nips up her neck. �I don�t know how ya� do it, but I�m not gonna complain.� Faith wraps her arms strongly around Tara, enjoying the closeness for a few moments before rolling back over, looking down into deep blue eyes. Glancing up at the clock Faith groans and buries her face in the witch�s neck. �I don�t have time to do to ya� what I want.�

�What are you wanting to do?� Tara questions in a sex roughened voice, groaning quietly as strong fingers start to stroke down her sides.

�Take my time making love to every part of your body.� Faith admits softly as she kisses her way quickly down Tara�s body, nipping on the breast that started this before sliding her body between Tara�s thighs. �So, I�m going to have to be content with bringing you to climax and thinking about what I�m going to do to you here, very soon.� Faith growls as she lifts Tara�s legs over her shoulder, sliding her tongue deeply within the witch, stroking strongly while nudging the witch�s clit with her nose.

�Goddess!� Tara moans loudly, her body trying to get closer to the slayer. Jerking her hips as Faith manages to slide the tip of her tongue over her g-spot. �There!� Tara whimpers loudly as Faith strokes quickly and strongly over the spot.

Faith inhales deeply through her nose while she keeps her tongue curled up, pressing against the witch, groaning as she tastes the difference of the witch�s nectar and as her lover�s inner muscles clench firmly down on her tongue, tapping her tongue strongly against the muscle, Faith starts to swallow the witch�s nectar quickly as she screams out her release, flooding her mouth.

�FAITH!!� Tara screams as she clenches her thighs tightly against the slayer�s head as she grinds her body into the slayer�s pleasure giving mouth for a few moments before whimpering loudly as the slayer eases away after her release.

Faith pants heavily, sliding her hands around the witch�s thighs, squeezing gently as she places her head on top of the witch�s mound, placing gentle kisses on the sex swollen area. Faith smiles as she closes her eyes. �Thank God for slayer strength and stamina.�

Tara chuckles quietly, her hands stroking softly through the long brown hair. �I didn�t think that would be possible.�

�What?� Faith questions as she finally releases Tara�s legs and eases up the witch�s body so she can look down into sated blue eyes.

�You must have an extremely long tongue.� Tara�s eyes start to twinkle. �Reaching that deeply inside me? Length and strength is a definite to do what you just did.�

Faith chuckles as she props herself up with an elbow on either side of Tara�s head before she leans down kissing the witch softly, accepting the invitation to deepen the kiss.

Tara groans quietly as Faith finally eases back from the deep, strong kiss. �I�ll have to practice and see if I�m capable of doing that.� Tara smiles as Faith chuckles, burying her face in her neck.

�Lots and lots of practicing.� Faith murmurs, finally easing her weight completely on Tara as the witch urges her to do. �You probably should eat breakfast and get ready for class.�

�Probably.� Tara agrees softly, her hands continuing their stroking over the slayer�s body.

�I should move, then.� Faith�s lip quirks as Tara nods her head in agreement while wrapping her strongly in her arms so she can�t move. Placing a soft kiss on the skin of the witch�s neck, Faith finally lifts her body off the witch, smiling down into beautiful blue eyes. �Shower first, or food first?� Faith questions softly.

Tara sighs quietly. �I guess shower.�

Faith leans down pressing her lips briefly against Tara�s before rolling off the bed, watching as Tara grabs a robe, yanking it on and tying it quickly before grabbing her shower kit, smiling briefly before easing out of the door quickly shutting it behind her. Faith closes her eyes and inhales deeply of the scent of their lovemaking. �I definitely like that smell.� Faith whispers to the empty room before she quickly makes the bed.

***

Faith strides alongside Tara as she walks her to the building her class is in. Watching as Tara stops, turning to her before heading up the steps, Faith groans quietly as Tara quickly pulls her in for a deep kiss.

�See you later.� Tara whispers, looking intently into the brown eyes of the slayer, smiling softly as Faith nods her head. �Good.� Tara leans in kissing her quickly before turning on her heel to run up the stairs and into the building.

Faith watches Tara until she disappears from sight. Patting her pocket, she double-checks to make sure she has the witch�s information in case she finds an apartment and they ask for references. Striding away, Faith heads towards town to grab a newspaper seeing what�s available.

***

Faith sighs as she meets the fourth manager in as many apartment complexes.

�You the one lookin� for a furnished apartment?� Kevin looks up and down the woman, with a raised eyebrow.

�Yes, I am. Lookin� to rent it for three months with a possibility for longer, but don�t want to be tied down more than that.� Faith explains as she eyes the apartment complex. Glad to see it looks well-kept unlike a couple of the other ones she had already seen.

�I�m Kevin. We have a security system that you have to have a code to get in.� Kevin smiles briefly at the woman as he punches in the code and opens the door, allowing the young woman in ahead of him. �We have four different apartments available. Two are one bedroom and the other two are two bedroom.�

�Faith.� Faith smiles introducing herself. �What�s the price difference?� Faith questions as she walks up the steps behind the man, noticing the clean staircase.

�Hundred a month.� He opens the door to the third floor, walking down the hallway. �I guess I shoulda� asked if you wanted to take the elevator, but I�m so used to hiking up and down the stairs, I didn�t think about it. Sorry.�

�That�s okay, three flights of stairs is nothin�.� Faith allows a small smile to cross her face at the man, deciding she likes him. �How often do you come out here?�

�Me?� He turns surprised eyes on her. �I live here permanently.� Kevin chuckles as he comes to a halt in front of the door on 3E unlocking it.

�I thought you were the manager of the building.� Faith walks in, looking around the apartment, surprised at how clean and up kept it seems.

�Own it, manage it and am the superintendent.� He chuckles as her surprised look. �Didn�t have anything better to do, so decided to take care of the place myself.� He shrugs. �Got to the point it seemed like I was replacing the superintendents every three or so months. They�d just up and disappear. Got old, so I decided to move in and take care of it myself.�

Faith laughs quietly as she inspects the apartment. �I have to admit, I�m surprised at how good it looks. Most of the other apartments I checked out had trashed furniture in them. No televisions or stereos either.� Faith looks at the decent television, nothing fancy, but pretty good for a furnished apartment.

�This is one of the two bedroom apartments.� Kevin explains as he walks through the small, but sunny kitchen. �I also supply dishware, which a lot of the furnished apartments don�t.� He opens a couple cabinets showing the glasses and plates. �Nothing fancy, just regular pots and skillets come with the apartment, so you might need something else.�

�That�s great.� Faith grins as she follows him through the kitchen peeking into the bathroom, noticing the bigger than average tub along with the big vanity and mirror.

�Don�t supply towels or the like, they have a tendency to disappear.� Kevin shrugs.

�I�m surprised the plates and stuff doesn�t disappear on ya�.� Faith admits as she walks into one of the bedrooms, nodding at the full-sized bed, night stands, functional dresser and closet. Nothing spectacular, but definitely functional.

�They do, but I honestly think a lot of them get broken.� Kevin chuckles loudly. �Get some doozies of fights in these apartments, I�m thankful that they have pretty thick walls, don�t get too many complaints.�

�Thick walls?� Faith�s interest is peaked. �How thick?�

�Why? Ya� planning on having screaming matches?� Kevin raises an eyebrow in question at the woman.

�Yeah, but not that kind.� Faith smirks at the tall, gruff man. She steps into the bigger bedroom, eyebrow raised in surprise at the queen sized bed sitting in the middle of the room against the wall, before turning her gaze to the furniture, still nothing fancy, but definitely functional and well-kept. Walking over to the closet, Faith slides the door open, nodding at the size. �Is the other two bedroom pretty much set up the same?� Faith questions as she slides the closet door shut as she follows Kevin out to the living room.

�Yeah. Apartment is more or less the same. Furniture and the like is a little different, but same basic size and set-up.� Kevin admits. �Wanna see one of the one bedrooms next?�

�Sure.� Faith grins as she follows him out of the apartment, already deciding that with the security system getting into the apartment building, the fact that the actual owner lived and worked there and how clean and up kept the place was, this was definitely going to be the best possibility.

�Up two more flights, if you wanna walk.� Kevin stops by the door to the stairs, chuckling as Faith nods her head. �So, you gonna be renting by yourself?�

�Nah, me and my girlfriend are looking for a place.� Faith explains as she quickly follows him up the stairs.

�Girlfriend, huh?� Kevin glances over his shoulder eyeing her up and down. �Wouldn�t have figured ya� for that.�

�That a problem?� Faith raises an eyebrow in question, her eyes serious.

�Nah. You just didn�t look the type. Got one gay couple on the second floor, butch city for the one girl and ultra feminine for her girlfriend.� Kevin chuckles as he walks down the hallway to 5B, quickly unlocking the door. �Then there�s Fred and Justin on this floor. No getting around them two being gay, they�re always fawning all over each other.� Kevin laughs quietly as he follows her into the apartment. �I�d much rather see two women fawning all over each other, but I ain�t got a problem with it.�

�Good.� Faith grins, letting the tension ease back out of her shoulders as she walks in the apartment. Noticing the slightly bigger living room/kitchen combination, Faith stops at the bathroom, her eyes opening wide in surprise.

�Yeah, one of the selling points of the one bedrooms. I put in the bigger Jacuzzi tubs in them. I mean on the two bedrooms, I have the oversized tubs when I remodeled, but the Jacuzzi tubs a lot of the people enjoy.� Kevin smirks as Faith walks into the bathroom, checking out the big tub.

�God, this would be good after a rough night.� Faith�s eyes look at the tub, already imagining getting Tara in it and driving the woman crazy. Quickly trying to get those thoughts out of her head, she smiles, turning around to check out the master bedroom. �Bigger bedroom, also.� Faith comments as she eyes the two different closets and the bed. Walking over to the bed, she sits down before plopping back on it, grinning at the firm mattress. �How much is this one?�

�Six hundred a month. I supply cable with the apartment. You want a DVD player or VCR player, you gotta supply your own.� Kevin explains. �Got any problems with something not working right, let me know and I�ll get here as quickly as I can, which usually isn�t very long. If I can�t fix it, I�ll do my damnedest to get someone in here to fix it within a day.�

�You seem to keep the place up pretty good.� Faith comments as she stands up. �And you don�t charge an outrageous price for it, either.�

�Ain�t no reason to. I make a living, get enough to keep up on the repairs, putting some money away in case anything major comes up. It�s all good.� Kevin grins watching as Faith walks back to the kitchen, nosily looking through the cabinets and drawers.

Faith pulls her phone out of her pocket to see what time it is. Smiling slightly as she realizes Tara should probably be back in her dorm room by now, she glances up to Kevin. �Is it okay if I call my girl?�

�Sure, I can wait out in the hallway if you want.� Kevin offers starting to walk that way.

�Nah, you�re good.� Faith smiles as she punches the speed dial, waiting for Tara to pick up.

�Hello?� Tara answer the phone as she sets down her text book she�d been studying.

�Hey, babe. How�d test go?� Faith questions leaning a hip against the counter.

�Good, I hope.� Tara smiles. �How�s apartment hunting going?�

�I think pretty good. Can you call a cab and maybe come here to check it out with me?� Faith runs a hand through her hair. �I�ll pay for the cab if you ain�t got enough cash on ya�.�

�It�s okay, sweetie. Where do I need to go?� Tara grabs a pen and paper, quickly writing down the address as Faith rattles it off. �I�ll call a cab and hopefully be there in fifteen or twenty minutes.�

��Kay, babe. Have him honk when he gets here and we�ll meet you downstairs.� Faith softly offers, glancing out the window, noticing it has a great view of the sidewalk leading up to the apartment building.

�I will. I�ll be there in a little bit. �Bye.� Tara smiles at the soft spoken goodbye from Faith.

�Hope you don�t mind me callin� to get her here to look. Personally, I�m leaning towards the one bedroom, but since we�re moving in together, it might be best for her to be given a choice. That way if I do somethin� to piss her off, she has another bedroom to kick my ass to.� Faith explains to a chuckling Kevin.

�That�s what the couch is for.� Kevin points to the object. �It actually folds out to a bed, if you need it. So she�s the butch, huh?�

Faith laughs at that comment. �She can be.� Faith smirks remembering the witch threatening her when she was hurt. �What�s the utilities run on a place like this a month?�

�During the summer it�s more, because of the A/C unit. But my apartment is usually around $75 - $100 a month during the summer, depending on how much of a heat wave we have it will get over $100 a month.� Kevin explains. �Of course, I usually leave half my lights on all the time, so if you�re good about turning shit off, yours will probably be lower.�

�Nah, ours will probably be more. I usually work in the evenings and she works during the day, so someone will probably always be here.� Faith shrugs looking out the window.

�What do you two do?� Kevin questions sitting down at the kitchen table, watching the pretty brunette.

�She�s in school, going to be a veterinarian. She works at a vet�s office during the summer and during the school year when she ain�t going through finals, like she is now. I work unloading stuff and setting it up at one of the local galleries in town.� Faith shrugs, giving her normal reply for where her money comes from. Even though, technically she did work for Joyce, but more just to help out than anything, but the woman had already told her to use her as a reference if needed. �I got Tara�s references, if you want them. I can give ya� mine, if you�d like. I didn�t think about writing them down.� Faith pulls the paper out of her pocket.

�Don�t worry about it, right now. Wait �til your girlfriend gets here, see what she thinks then we�ll go from there.� Kevin offers quietly, already having a good feeling about this woman, not really worried about the references, but holding out until he meets the other half.

Faith looks out the window, grinning as she watches the cab pull up outside. �She�s here.� Faith chuckles as the horn beeps.

�Let�s go down, then.� Kevin stands, following the brunette out of the apartment, surprised at how much the woman seemed to light up as her girlfriend got there.

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