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Everything Is Different Now	By : Declan Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 7517 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Interlude: Remember Me

By now, Buffy was accustomed to hushed atmosphere of this time of night, and to the calming background noise of the kitchen in particular. The soft drumming of rain against the windowpane and the uniform ticking of the clock were the familiar soundtrack to the moments after her many late night patrols. But Buffy was usually alone on these occasions, not trying to begin an awkward conversation with her mother.
She adjusted the warm towel on her shoulders and leaned forward on the counter, blowing softly on her steaming hot chocolate as she flicked her eyes back to her mom. “Thanks for this. There’s nothing like the rain to make you, uh, really cold and wet.”
Joyce was leaning next to the fridge holding her own mug of cocoa. She smiled tightly. “Well, I would say something motherly about catching a chill out there, but to be honest Buffy that’s the least of my concerns right now.”
Buffy nodded solemnly. “I know.”
Her mom’s smile faded. “Yesterday morning you went tearing out of the house after Faith who, incidentally, had been holding me hostage. And then I don’t hear anything from you until you show up here in the middle of the night, with Faith in tow, looking like you’ve both been through hell.” Joyce gave her a wide-eyed look of concern, “I don’t think I’m out of line in asking for a serious explanation here.”
Buffy stared into the depths of her hot chocolate. “I know that. It’s just – it’s been a long night.”She took a deep breath, “The thing is – Faith... she didn’t do a lot of the things that I thought that she did. It took a lot of time to sort out all the... confusion. And then she ended up helping me out when she didn’t have to, and she got hurt. She, we just needs somewhere to rest up for a while... tonight and maybe tomorrow?” She glanced up to see her mom’s reaction.
She looked wary.
“Buffy, I know that you and Faith have been through a lot together. And you might think that you have a responsibility to her, but you’ve been through so much already, isn’t there anyone else than can take care of her? Doesn’t she have any family?”
Buffy’s face fell. “I... I don’t know. Maybe back in Boston.” She muttered the last part quietly. Shouldn’t she know more about Faith’s past before Sunnydale than just vagueness?
Joyce nodded thoughtfully before adding, “And what about those people who Mr. Giles used to work for? The, uh, Watchmen?”
Buffy shook her head sadly. “’Watchers, Mom. And right now all they want to do is lock her up and punish her. They don’t want to help.”
Joyce sighed. “Are you sure that Faith even wants to be helped? When she was last here she was... very unstable, Buffy.”
Buffy pressed her lips into a firm line. “I know that, but I promise that she... She isn’t like that now; she doesn’t want to hurt anybody else. She just wants to stop...” Buffy felt her throat tighten and an anxious squeeze in her chest, “Mom, I’m the only person who can help her.”
Her mom was silent for a moment as she digested Buffy’s words. Buffy tensed, expecting a flurry of objections. But Joyce just took another sip of her cocoa.
“Okay then. I suppose we should try and make her welcome, at least until you’re both feeling better. I think the spare room is full of things from the gallery but we do have extra sheets and pillows for the couch.”
Buffy blinked. “Um, Mom, I don’t expect you to be okay with this, at least not after...everything that happened –”
Her Mom held up her hand. “Buffy, please. I may be new to this whole other side of you, being the slayer, but I know people. I remember the first time Faith came here for dinner, and again two Christmases ago when I spent some more time with her.” She paused and smiled at the memory, “I liked that girl Buffy. And even if she made some... very bad choices, even if she did hurt people, if you think you can help her get back to who she was then I’ll support you.”
Buffy felt her throat tighten up again. “Mom...”
“I trust you, Buffy.” Joyce braced Buffy in a warm hug, and stoked her hair gentle as Buffy returned her embrace. “And I know you have a good heart. If anyone can help Faith, you can.”
Buffy allowed herself a moment to enjoy her mother’s comforting embrace, feeling some of her tension drain away as she buried her nose in warm dressing gown. She inhaled deeply her mother’s scent before pulling back and discreetly wiping her eyes. Buffy felt drained, both physically and emotionally, but for the first time in a while she also felt calmer, soothed and cared for. A weight had been lifted, a weight she hadn’t really been aware of until now.
Joyce kissed the side of her head. “Now, I’m going back to bed. I’ve a long day tomorrow and having an extra house guest is really no excuse for being late.” She delicately tucked a loose strand of hair behind Buffy’s ear. “You should turn in as well.”
Buffy nodded lazily. “I’m gonna take a bath first, clean up a little.” She made a dismissive gesture at her Mom, “Go on, I know where everything is.”
After her mom went to bed, Buffy finished her drink and headed upstairs and took some fresh bedding and pillows from the closet. She intended to sleep curled up in the chair in her bedroom, so she could remain close to Faith.
That done, she ran herself a bath, making sure the water was as hot as she could stand she poured in bath salts to provide some bubbles. She stripped off her fouled and grungy clothes and tossed them to one side, wincing as they pulled at the bloody mess of her wounds. Scratches, scrapes and a couple of punctures marred her flesh, still in the process of healing. Buffy knew that they’d be fully healed in a couple of days but she would feel better cleaning them while they were still fresh, just in case.
Then, Buffy artfully pinned her hair up and stooped next to the bath. She dipped her hand into the streaming tub and, gauging that it was hot enough, turned off the tap and stepped in. She winced at the sting of her sore foot as she immersed it in water, and braced herself for more as she lowered herself into the near-scalding water and leaned back until she was neck deep in heat and bubbles.
Letting the stinging pain and rawness of her wounds slowly melt into the liquid heat, Buffy savoured the feeling as her muscles uncoiled in warm lethargy. She rubbed her hands down her arms and across her stomach, drawing up her knees and bracing her feet on the bottom of the tub as she left her mind drift, allowing all her troubled thoughts to turn to mist and glide away.
‘Emptying my head of deep thoughts shouldn’t be too difficult. Just imagine math class. Algebra. Miss. Jackson writing long lines of numbers and letters on the board... So very bored.’
Buffy smiled to herself and raised one of her legs out of the water, running her hands over the muscles there, testing and massaging with her fingers. She’d really had enough of fighting, brawling and kicking. Also, being kicked was getting kinda old.
If she could go a week with no fighting... Well, maybe not a week, that was a long time, but a few days. Or maybe just one long day of non-violence, that would be something approaching happiness...
Taking it easy seemed like a great idea. But Riley was still out there somewhere and so was Adam and so was the whole Initiative problem and also there was that Morley woman...Urgh.
But tomorrow she would focus solely on helping Faith, getting her well again, showing the other girl that she meant what she said, that she wanted Faith to get better. To get back to who she used to be. Buffy knew she could do that and she knew in her heart that Faith would in turn help her, stop her from being overwhelmed from the tag-teaming evils she was facing these days.
‘We could have our own tag-team. The Chosen Two... High-fiving and ass-kicking all the vamps... Defcon One... And there could be Riley... he could help with the... he has guns...’
Buffy put her leg down and settled her head back against the edge of the bath, letting her arms drop into the water and float weightlessly by her sides. Every part of her felt like it was wrapped up and surrounded and softly caressed by water. It whispered about her ears and licked between her toes. Buffy heard nothing but the quiet lapping of the water against the side of the tub, the muffled sound of her heartbeat and the slow, relaxed sound of her breathing. She sighed contentedly as the warmth penetrated her skin and muscles and soon her mind seemed set to slide off into the air...

*~~*

…It felt like she was somewhere else, floating. Then, she slowly came back to herself. She became aware of the damp sheets against her back, the warm air on her skin and the tickle of Faith’s hair as her head moved up Buffy’s body. She felt a wet, passionate kiss against the side of her neck. She moaned and turned her head, her eyes catching the other girl’s.
Faith grinned as she bit her bottom lip. “You okay?”
Buffy blinked to see if her brain was still working. Yep. “I-I...Wha? Where did you learn to do that?”
Faith sniggered slightly. “Maybe I’m just naturally talented. Or maybe seeing you naked makes we wanna do all sorts of things t’you.” She bent her head to kiss Buffy at the base of her neck, “I’ve been with girls before, Buffy. Just practice is all.”
Buffy swallowed and tried to think of something intelligent to say. “That was like nothing I’ve...” Buffy’s nerves suddenly returned with a vengeance, “Do... you, uh, want me to do that... to you?” She didn’t think she could make Faith feel that good; the whole thing was just too daunting.
Faith laughed a little, and smiled. “Well, you don’t hafta, it’s not like I’m gonna make you, y’know.” She eyed Buffy sympathetically, “Buffy, just relax, okay. We’re havin’ fun, it’s not a test or nothin’... Just being with you is…” She trailed off and shook her head as she thought about it.
Then her eyes lit up. “We could use that toy of yours. You seemed to really dig it last time, made me kinda jealous.” She stroked a hand down her side deliberately drawing Buffy’s gaze to her body, “You wanna make me feel good, right? We’ve got a night. I haven’t even done half the things I wanna.”
Still up on one elbow, Faith leaned in and kissed Buffy on the lips. Her breath still ragged, Faith’s mouth worked against Buffy’s, gently parting her lips. Weakly Buffy realized that she tasted herself on Faith’s tongue but found that she didn’t care. She felt her body responding to the dark haired girl’s passion, embers of desire still smoldered in her belly, her skin still hummed with need and energy still coursed through her.
She pulled back a little and smiled against Faith’s lips. “Okay. But you’ll have to get it. For some reason my legs aren’t working...”
Faith returned her smile. “It’s not like your gonna be anywhere anyways, not for a while” she smirked, rolling away and off the bed and padded over to the chest of drawers.
Buffy took in the sight of Faith’s naked back in the moonlight. The way her dark, tousled hair was swept away from one side of her neck, the supple curves of her back and hips that drew Buffy’s eye down to the smooth mounds of her ass. Faith’s back bent slightly as she leaned down and pulled open one of the drawers. “Where is it anyhow?”
Buffy blinked out of her revere. “Um, bottom. It’s in the bottom drawer.”
Faith dipped her back down as she smirked over her shoulder. “Anything else down there I should know about? Anythin’ naughty that I’m gonna find?”
Buffy bit her bottom lip and shook her head as she tried not to stare at Faith’s bent-over form. “I don’t really have a ‘naughty drawer’ or anything like that. I had enough trouble just hiding all my slaying stuff from Mom.”Buffy thought about it for a moment, “Do you have a, uh, naughty drawer?”
Faith straightened up and turned towards Buffy, giving her an unrestricted view of her front. “Nope, but this one guy I ran with had a naughty wardrobe full o’ stuff. Ronnie was into all kinds of kinky shit, no lie.”
Then Faith held up her hand and brandished a small, glossy tube, “Found it.” She walked back over and slinked onto the bed, walking up on her knees until she was next to Buffy before swinging one leg over and straddling her. Buffy couldn’t help but gaze at Faith’s easy and unashamed nudity as she knelt over her, eyes hooded seductively.
Buffy felt the bottom of Faith’s thighs brush the tops of hers, saw the way the pale moonlight shaded her smooth stomach and the curve of her breasts. The dark-haired girl’s nipples were dark spots against a pale expanse of flesh. Buffy watched as they moved as Faith breathed in and out.
Faith caught Buffy’s eye with a sly smirk. “Hey B, my face is up here.”
Buffy moved her eyes upward and smiled bashfully. “Sorry… All this is very new.”
Faith’s smile broadened as she leaned forward and kissed Buffy lightly, lips gently brushing and tasting before puling back. “’S not like I mind. You gawping at me is very cute.”
Faith then made a show of flexing her shoulders and then slowly stretching her arms up above her head. Buffy’s eyes widened as she saw Faith’s breasts lift up and stand proud and as lower down her firm belly stretched taut.
Faith grinned cockily and Buffy felt her face heat up. “Showoff.” She murmured even as she smiled.
Faith nodded slightly at that before lowering her arms. “And it’s all for you, B.”
Her voice was only half-teasing, there was an undercurrent of sincerity in it that made Buffy forget her embarrassment and made her want to show Faith how much she wanted her, wanted this, like she had always wanted it.
Buffy put her hands by her sides and pushed herself up so that her back rested against the headboard, she felt as small thrill of pride as she saw Faith’s own eyes roam over her body, and the brunette’s lips parted slightly in desire.
Faith shifted closer and settled back on her haunches, her butt resting just above Buffy’s knees. She held out one hand. In it was the sleek vibrator. It glinted in the pale light. “There ya go, B. Take it and see if you can make me purr.”
Her husky voice put an emphasis on the last word as she leaned close again and handed her the toy. Faith then put her arms either side of Buffy’s head and rested her hands on the headboard there.
Buffy held the vibe in her right hand as her left traced its way up Faith’s side, feeling silky skin beneath her touch as she trailed her fingers up and curled them over Faith’s shoulder. She inclined forward to kiss Faith’s soft, full lips, moaning slightly as Faith’s mouth captured her own, tongue playing over her teeth and probing deeper into her mouth. Faith sighed wantonly as she pushed herself firmly up against Buffy, her passion leaving the other girl’s head buzzing with lightheadedness.
Dimly Buffy remembered how to switch on the vibrator and turned the base of it between her fingers so it hummed into life. She reached her left hand down and under the other girl’s embrace to cup the soft flesh of her breast, eliciting a soft moan as she ground her pelvis down against Buffy’s lap. The warm flesh of her buttocks was now slick with sweat; she pushed herself against Buffy as if she was molding herself to her, so there was no gap visible between them.
Buffy brought the vibe up and pressed the tip against Faith’s thigh, causing the brunette to stiffen slightly at the contact before relaxing again, her movements still soft and sinuous, and her hips rolling and grinding with a silky grace.
They continued kissing, Faith stroking one hand through Buffy’s hair as Buffy’s fingers stroked and massaged one breast and then the other, feeling the hard pebbles of Faith’s nipples against her palm. Buffy stroked the vibe up the top of Faith’s thigh and then across her stomach. She felt Faith’s breathless giggle against her mouth at the ticklish sensation.
The giggle turned into a gasp as Buffy’s hand slid up a few inches and pressed the tip against one straining nipple. Faith’s mouth broke away from Buffy as she tilted her head back, tongue pressed against teeth to try and stifle her groans. Buffy now used both hands in concert, one hand to hold steady and then the vibe to tease and sweep over tender tissue.
An unexpected thrill rippled through Buffy, not only at the sight of Faith experiencing pleasure, but also at the thought of control. She felt a glimmer of pride at being able to make Faith feel so... good.
Buffy deftly pulled the vibe away from Faith and dropped it down, even as she leaned in to kiss the long expanse of Faith’s throat, working her mouth up and across exposed skin, feeling the throb and pulse of the other girl’s pulse under her tongue. She pushed the toy lower, trailing the humming cylinder down Faith’s navel and then working it lower still.
Faith moaned huskily and stiffened again, her hand in Buffy’s hair clenching in response to the vibe finding her centre. Faith’s body quivered slightly as her hips stopped moving and instead pushed closer to Buffy, gently rocking. Buffy glanced down to make sure her hand was in the correct place, before using her thumb to turn the base of the vibe. The barely audible hum became a quiet buzz.
Faith’s response was immediate, she mashed her mouth against Buffy’s, both hands in her hair as her hips pushed down against Buffy’s lap, pinning her hand there. Faith moaned lustily against Buffy’s mouth as she sucked on her lips and duelled with her tongue. She pulled Buffy’s head back in aroused enthusiasm as she ground herself down against the throbbing tube in Buffy’s hand. Faith’s muted groans became steady pants, punctuated by the occasional high-pitched whimper against Buffy’s lips as she fought to catch her breath.
Buffy kept a tight grip of the toy between her now slick fingers, managing to tip it up slightly so the humming shaft pressed more fully against Faith’s wetness. Faith’s undulating motions became jerkier as she dropped her head and pressed in against Buffy’s shoulder.
She surged and then shuddered as she gasped wetly into Buffy’s neck. Buffy managed to manoeuvre the vibe so it stopped making contact and the brunette sagged slightly against her, nuzzling her neck.
Buffy heard Faith’s groan huskily. “More.”
Buffy smiled at that and managed to turn the slippy dial at the base of the vibe up another notch. She moved her wrist so it was directly under Faith’s pussy with the vibe pointing up. Then she slid the whole thing, quickly and smoothly, inside the other girl.
Faith gave a strangled husky cry as she shivered at the tremors deep inside her. Her hands left Buffy’s shoulders and gripped the headboard tight, Buffy heard the distressed creak of wood as Faith’s arms tensed, muscles taut and rigid in erotic apoplexy.
Instead of Faith riding her lap, Buffy found herself probing deep with the vibe, lancing it between clenching walls as she placed a steadying hand on Faith’s lower back. Buffy placed her lips against hot, dewy skin as she kissed Faith’s heaving chest, feeling the heavy thudding of her heart and the way her breath was stuttering and ragged.
She pulled the toy out before thrusting it deeper again, receiving another appreciative response from Faith. The dark haired girl’s head was thrown back, her eyes closed as she bit her lip in erotic repose. She now seemed content to let Buffy set the pace and Buffy felt another jolt go through her, the thrill as the other girl trusted her enough to give up her precious control.
Buffy swept the toy down and out and placed the tip against the top of Faith’s entrance before leaning forward to kiss and nibble at the satiny soft skin of her neck.
Through her teeth Buffy felt the first tremors of Faith’s climax, bigger than before – a lot bigger. Faith seemed to be fighting the loss of control even as the feeling swept over her. Her body writhed and shook against Buffy, her groans coming fast, with no breath between them apart from the odd brief escaping cry of surrendered pleasure. Buffy had never seen Faith look so... naked and exposed as she was at that moment. Her body contorted, her beautiful face slack with overwhelmed passion. For a moment it seemed like Faith was frozen that way, and then the moment passed.
With one last husky cry, Faith rolled off of Buffy’s lap and flopped onto the bed beside her, skin flushed and sweaty. Her chest rose and fell as she reached up and ran a hand through her hair. With one last burst of breath she let out a breathless giggle. “That’s the best Christmas present you ever got.”
“Uh-huh.” Buffy murmured in agreement as she slid down and pushed herself against Faith’s side, eagerly kissing her neck and shoulder, feeling the incessant pull of her own need within her. The sounds Faith had made – the groaning and breathy whimpers – had left Buffy eager for more. She traced her tongue as she butterfly kissed along Faith’s collarbone and down the slopes of her breasts.
She felt Faith’s fingers lazily curl through her hair. “So, you want me t’go down on you again?”
Buffy paused in her kissing and looked up through her eyelashes. “Not right away, I-I mean if you’re too tired –”
Faith shook her head slightly. “Get on top of me.”
Buffy eagerly sat up and after a moment of hesitation she swung her leg up over Faith’s hips and straddled her waist. She held herself above the dark haired girl, a little unsure. “Like this?”
Faith seemed to be stifling a grin and gave a little shake of her head. “Other way, B. Swing yourself ‘round so you can see my feet.”
“Oh.” Buffy frowned and tried not to look embarrassed. She straightened up and manoeuvred around so she was facing the bottom of the bed. She saw Faith’s legs spread slightly as she drew her knees up.
“’Kay B, you need to back up a little and bring that fine tail o’ yours closer.” Buffy could tell that the other girl was talking around a smile.
“Okay.” Buffy looked over her shoulder as she shifted backwards, “You could be a little clearer y’know.”
“Uh-huh? What, you never seen porn before?” Before Buffy could answer, Faith grabbed her hips, lifted them up so her knees came off of the bed and then pulled her backwards. Buffy slid her hands out to stop herself from falling but then Faith planted her down so her hips were level with the other girl’s shoulders. Her legs were spread wide and she could feel warm air between her inner thighs. She felt Faith shift behind her and stifled a soft moan as she Faith blew a soft breath against her clit.
Buffy found herself looking down at Faith’s flat stomach and the dip of her pelvis that led down to the smooth juncture between her thighs. A few dark, wispy curls were visible in the shadowy cleft and Buffy felt a nervous swoop in her tummy.
‘Oh... What if I can’t do this? What if I hate the smell or the taste of her or something? What if I completely fail as a lesbian?’
Meanwhile, Faith was busily letting her hands roam over Buffy’s butt and hips, occasionally stroking the satiny skin and making Buffy squirm at the sensation.
The dark haired girl’s firm grip settled high up on Buffy’s ass, holding her hips down so Buffy felt like she was now spread wide over Faith’s face.
When Faith spoke again her voice was soft and breathy with desire. “Just do what I do, ‘kay? Copy me and you’ll be fine. Whenever you’re ready.”
Then Buffy felt Faith’s breath return to her crotch and then her tongue flicked up and along the length of her pussy. Buffy felt her stomach twitch and roll. Her arms tensed, and Faith tightened her grip on her to keep her in place as she felt her own toes curl and hips instinctively dip down to meet the other’s girls mouth. Buffy’s mouth dropped open at the exquisite sensation, as Faith continually placed deep kisses and tongue lashes on every part of her, exploring Buffy’s dripping cleft, sucking her nether lips into her mouth to nibble and lap at them. Then moments later Faith changed tact and pried her tongue against Buffy’s labia lips, burrowing deep and sliding wetly between her clenching walls. There was no rhythm, just the fast writhing and twisting as Buffy found her thighs clenching tight in automatic response. She gasped and lowered her head to press it against Faith’s belly, panting against undulating flesh.
But just as Buffy was getting used to that, Faith changed again and settled on concentrating most of her effort on the apex of Buffy’s pussy, vibrating her tongue against her throbbing clit.
Buffy clenched her hands and balled up the sheets in her fists, between moans and sighs of pleasure her breath became quick and ragged as she found herself rapidly being pulled headlong towards climax.
She was rocking back on her knees now, revelling in the feeling not just of Faith’s mouth against her but the other girl’s hands as they roved over her thighs and buttocks and squeezing the slick flesh between strong fingers.
Buffy shuddered and cried out as Faith wedged her tongue inside her and glided it back and forth, gliding and stroking against the edge of her clitoral hood. It too much for Buffy; she jerked and whimpered against Faith’s stomach as climax seized and shook her wildly at her core. She found herself undulating back against Faith, hips rolling almost violently even as the other girl stopped her ministrations and pulled her head back.
Buffy heard Faith panting wetly as she dimly realised that she hadn’t even done anything to Faith in return.
‘That’s bad... I fail at... lesbian...ism. And I’m a bad girlfriend.’
Belatedly through fuzzy thoughts, Buffy started kissing Faith’s stomach, softly caressing the smooth skin around her navel, even as she extended her neck and pushed her face between Faith’s thighs. Buffy felt the other girl’s legs spread to accommodate her as she concentrated on kissing further down, scrunching her nose in focus.
The smell, which was a mix of the slight tang of Faith’s sweat and something else, wasn’t unpleasant. Far from it.
Buffy ‘s lips quickly met Faith’s springy but damp hair on her journey downwards and tasted something wet and slightly salty. Buffy paused and licked her lips experimentally as she felt Faith’s hands return to her hips.
Even though Faith’s voice was now straining slightly with need, she still just offered some gently encouragement. “Just start with somethin’ simple. Spell out yer name with your tongue. Or my name. Or the friggin’ alphabet. Whatever works, ‘kay? ”
Buffy nodded, even though Faith couldn’t see, and nosed herself further downwards. She curled her hands around Faith’s warm thighs and lowered herself so that her breasts pushed against Faith’s body. She could smell Faith’s arousal more strongly and pressed her face forward to lick at the slick, shadowy folds.
Her nose gently bumped the top of Faith’s mound and Buffy felt the other’s girl’s stomach hitch at the contact. Maybe being upside-down wasn’t the best way to learn a new skill but Buffy gently nudged herself down, following her tongue and the musky aroma of Faith’s arousal. Buffy licked past short hairs into her folds and tasted more of the other girl’s juices, much stronger than before, with a tangy sweetness underneath the saltiness.
‘Not so bad. Or at all, actually.’
With growing confidence, Buffy began to stroke her tongue more wildly, undulating and gliding it across silken folds. She flattened it out to push deeper in search of more flavour, licking along her outer lips, curling her tongue as she lapped harder.
Buffy heard and felt Faith muffled moan as the dark haired girl shuddered and then pressed her own mouth against Buffy’s centre and started to return the actions Buffy was giving. Buffy sighed as her sensitive pussy twitched in response to Faith’s questing mouth and tightened her own grip on Faith’s thighs. She tried to respond in kind, pushing her face down and closer to Faith’s pussy and went wild, licking and nibbling and sucking, determined to show Faith that she was a natural, or at the very least a very quick learner.
After another few minutes, that seemed lengthened by the rebounding sensations of what Faith was doing to her in turn, the dark haired girl’s hips surged and went wild. Buffy heard a few husky groaned coupled with a squeak of pleasure and Faith’s thighs clamped hard around her ears for a long moment before becoming limp. Faith’s ministrations continued, but they were sloppy, as if her whole body had become boneless and loose.
Buffy raised her head up a little and kissed and nibbled soft inner thigh. She felt like she was beaming with satisfaction. She might’ve started slow but she caught on quickly enough.
Then she felt Faith shift again underneath her. “We’re not done.”
Her voice was still husky and rough with arousal and Buffy realised that Faith’s hands were still firmly gripping her backside.
Then she felt one hand leave its place and slide under and between her legs. She felt stiff fingers press against her opening as Faith seemed content to continue.
Buffy smiled and wiggled her butt teasingly; half hoping Faith would see it as a challenge, something to spur the dark haired girl on. Such thoughts sent warm tendrils of desire shooting through the deepest parts of her.
Buffy groaned as Faith’s fingers pushed firmly against her opening, quickly sinking into her yielding depths. Buffy lowered her head again, determined to distract Faith as best she could and pressed her flattened tongue directly against the top of Faith’s mound, swirling it around and daintily nibbling at the engorged flesh there.
Faith responded by thrusting her fingers – more than the two that Buffy had felt before –deep into Buffy and relentlessly began curling and flexing them. Buffy felt her hips rock backwards as Faith’s thumb, still on the outside, ground against the side of her clit. Buffy shuddered and tried to redouble her efforts, her tongue and lips developing a gentle rhythm, swirling against Faith’s slick channel.
Faith’s fingers continued in their assault as Buffy felt the other girl’s lips and tongue against her butt, nibbling on the softness there before sweeping lower and nuzzling between her cheeks. Buffy squirmed at the new sensation and her muscles twitched involuntarily as Faith kissed and licked the inside of her cleft. Buffy’s concentration faltered and her breaths became more ragged as Faith dragged her tongue further inside the curve of Buffy’s ass before pressing herself against the tight ring of muscle she found there and twirled her tongue around.
Buffy let out a choked gasp and clenched up as new feeling raced up her spine. She opened her mouth wide and instead of crying out jammed her mouth against the inside of Faith’s thigh and clamped down hard. Her ass bucked under Faith’s grip and Buffy surrendered to all the combined sensations. Her body melting under hot sparks that radiated from everywhere. Her body and Faith’s seemed to merge as she felt the other girl’s rushing blood next to her ear. She felt nothing but the girl beneath her, in her, surrounding her, as her lungs seemed to want to burst with sensation...
Buffy’s eyes snapped open to find herself staring up at the bathroom ceiling through water.
She rammed herself off the bottom of the bathtub and broke to the surface fast, choking and spluttering as she clung to the side of the tub. As she was wracked with shuddering coughs, a few trickles of water and saliva came out of her mouth even as she wiped them away with the back of her hand. Her mouth tasted like soap as well as a more an acrid taste that stuck in the back of her throat, making itself known every time she took a breath.
Her chest ached but the rest of her body hummed with the feeling of rushing blood. Her skin was flush and tingling, her brain running a mile a minute as her stomach coiled with a hot tension she recognised all too well.
‘Jesus, that was... intense.’
Buffy shook her head and tried to ward off her arousal and get her body back under control. It wasn’t always this bad when she stayed at her own house. Sometimes, the memories just made her awaken feeling sad and cold and alone. But this, this was new.
Buffy waited in the now tepid water until she’d settled down a little, undoing the wet mess of her hair and combing it out thoughtfully. Maybe it would be best if she didn’t sleep in the same room as Faith. She should just sneak in while Faith was asleep, grab some clothes and go and sleep downstairs on the couch until morning.
And then think of some other arrangement for tomorrow night, because she was clearly crazy, and couldn’t trust her own thoughts in her own house.
Buffy shook her head in disgust as she wiped her eyes, blinking out soap-scummed water. After a few more moments of hesitation, she pushed herself up and climbed out of the bath. Stepping onto the mat she wiped the steam away from the bathroom mirror and stared at herself.
Maybe her brain liked to torture her with memories of Faith, of all those perfect times gone forever, never to be remembered. Never to be shared with anybody.
Her alone.
She never could get them back, and as much as she might want to, she couldn’t allow herself to try and recreate them with Faith, this Faith. The girl was a damaged, fractured reflection of the girl she loved. And Buffy was with Riley now, a good, decent guy who she could let into her heart if she wanted. She had to forget about Faith.
‘Right. A really simple plan then. I’ll get right on that, maybe with a lobotomy or a forgetting spell or a convenient blow to the head like was always happening on those dumb soaps. Great in theory, not so great in practice. ’
She couldn’t will herself to forget anything. She just had to deal. The more time she spent helping this Faith, the less she would remember and pine for her Faith. Deal, heal and move on. Starting tomorrow.
But she wasn’t going to spend another night here; she’d figure something else out. Something that would work for her own sanity and for Faith... and Faith’s sanity come to think of it.
Buffy smiled sadly and teased her hair out between her fingers. What a mess. But at least this mess she could fix tonight.
So she got to work.
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