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Come Sail Away	By : GDrew Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 1833 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Easy To Tame

What am I
doing to make you so sad?

We used to dance 'till we fell to our knees

What am I doing to make you so sad?

We used to kiss like a summer breeze

-- Kim
Mitchell

The
battle is long and tiresome. LA isn't the right
setting for a war. Too many buildings to leap off from, too
many manholes to hide in and too many sewer routes to get lost in... This
isn't even my war. Nope, it's
not mine. It's not his either. Yet, there he is,
holding onto a two by four tightly in one hand while the other holsters his
teaser gun back to his hip. And here I am, jumping
from corpse to corpse, swinging a sword that should be way too heavy for me to
handle.

The
two by four makes a wide arc as it swings and meets a big blue head. I bet our guys in Singapore heard the
snapping of that neck. Ry turns his head and gives me
a brilliant smile, looking nothing like the man I found on my doorstep the day
before, crying over his late wife.

"Behind
you!" He shouts out, before returning to the battle, and leaving
a few bodies in his wake.

I
duck and twirl around on my feet to come face to face with the ugliest thing I've ever seen. I guess when the Senior Partners throw a party;
everyone is invited, even Ugly Cousin Joe. Ugly Cousin Joe doesn�t
last too long as he slumps to the ground in a heap of purple hairy flesh, with
an axe freshly crushed into his skull. There stands Vi,
tearing the axe away, giving me a thumbs up, before returning in the middle of
it.

Suddenly
everything is going by really fast. We�re
still a good deal away from the Wolfram & Hart building, but the amount of
demons we�ve killed is accumulating grossly, and I can tell that the alive ones
are dwindling in numbers.

I
somehow end up in a run down empty building. The windows are cracked and dirty
with dirt and grime, and there�s nothing but old
metallic beams laying about on the concrete floor. Somehow, Riley is there with
me, along with Vi. We must�ve
been blocked off, and our only retreat was this place. Huh. Funny how I�m paying attention. Gotta
love this job.

Riley
and Vi are blocking the only entrance to the vacant
room with some of the beams, and its quite effective. The door is being pound
on from the outside, but it quickly dies down as the mob of demons rapidly
makes their way to another part of the city where the battle still rages on.

�Right on.� Vi
whispers, and makes her way to rid the door of the beams.

I
give her a hand removing the beams while Riley checks the other possible means
of escape from the building. But he comes back looking
defeated.

�No other access. Door�s the only way
in.� He says.

�Only way
out.� I add on.

And to explain, Vi tries the handle on the rusted door, and�
nothing. Looks like we�re
stuck here.

�Fuck.� He says, and Vi and I turn to him.

�Dude, we�ll get out. Windows.� Vi says, and I�m just
about to make a Captain Obvious comment when Ry
slumps to the cold dusty floor.

�Riley!?�

Now
that he�s on the floor, breathing heavily, he does
look quite pale.

�Riley?!�

�I�ll be fine.� He says, a broken
whisper, as his eyes dive into mine.

I
dunno what kind of connection Riley and I have, but it�s not like any I�ve ever experienced with a guy. Maybe it�s cause of our rocky relationship, but then again, all my
relationship with guys have been rocky. Still. Maybe it�s cause
he�s that normal human boy. The one I let get away.

So with just his gaze in mine, I know what the problem is. His leg.

�Oh my god. His leg.� Vi breaks in.

�I know. You go.� I say.

I
dunno if it�s a bout of
panic or if it�s the sensation of being told what to do again, but Vi freezes
up.

�Go where?� She asks, searching my
stare for little more than a clue.

�Get help. Get
Faith.� When in doubt�

Vi nods and gets up and looks a little lost. I give a final
look at Riley to make sure he�ll be okay while I nudge
my fellow Slayer in the right direction.

�V. Window. Break it. Get out. Get Faith.�

Finally,
she nods affirmatively and breaks a window. The glass shatters into a dangerous
puddle, as she gives us one last look before leaping out into the dark alley.

Riley
coughs a little and I suddenly feel something tugging at my heart. Something I haven�t felt since� Frowning, I make my way to one of the
windows and peer outside into the rain. And my eyes
start to play tricks on me.

Two figures, all clad in black, are
running down the alley. I know that body. Both of them.
Then I blink. I shouldn�t have. They�re
gone as quickly as they appeared. Fuck L.A. and its mind
tricks.

�Buffy.� Ry breaks me out of my daze and makes me rush rapidly to
his side.

�You�ll be fine. Vi went to get
help.� It�s the only comfort I can think of to spare.

My
hand goes to his head, my fingers brushing his longish hair from his eyes. Sad eyes. Fuck. It�s like they�re
smiling inside. Fuck you Riley. Fuck you for coming back in my life. Again.

�How is it?� He asks softly, giving
me a warm smile.

And for the first time, I actually give a damn. My eyes
linger southward to his legs. To the one leg where a piece of
sharp metal is sticking out like a sore thumb. To the
dampness of the pant leg.

�Nothing you can�t beat.� I reassure
him.

Somehow,
my hand has returned to his forehead, and the other one is resting on his
chest. And by some means, my head is inching closer to
his. His smell invades my nostrils and quickly reminds me that he isn�t him. He didn�t wear cologne. He
didn�t smell like Ralph Lauren. He smelt like cigarettes and fresh laundry. Ry doesn�t smell like that. Fuck you Riley. You�re
going to make me forget.

�Buffy.� He
says. In protest? Somehow I
doubt it.

�Shh.� Is all
that escapes from my lips as they make their way down to his.

Angel
always was the kisser. Spike was the sex god. Faith was a mixture of the first
two. And Riley? Always was second best. But for now? It doesn�t matter. He�s my second best.

My
tongue slips onto his bottom lip, forcing entry into his warm mouth. Calm
down Buff. The guy just lost his damn wife. Our
tongues battle each other for a good few minutes before his hands take hold of
my hips and he lifts me up and settles me on top of him. And
I know what he�s doing. I know before I can hear the zipper from his pants.
Wait a minute. His hands aren�t down there anymore. They�re in my hair. Fuck. Those are my hands on his zipper.

We
pull back for a second, catching our breaths, when I make the mistake to look
into his eyes.

�Are you sure?� He whispers, and his
voice sounds foreign. Like it doesn�t belong.

I
don�t really give him a real answer as I leap back
into his mouth, with my hands unbuttoning my pants. And
suddenly, he�s in me, and our heads are side by side, not willing to look each
other in the eye. Afraid of what we�ll see? Probably.

And
that�s how I winded up doing the deed with Riley in LA, in a dark and dank
empty building, on a cold and dusty concrete floor, just after my eyes made me
believe I had seen� them.

He
rolls us over; his hips are thrusting down into mine instinctively, as he
groans out my name. �Buffy.� Sounds
wrong somehow.

In
a fast-paced rhythm, I manage to get off a little bit, while I know he�s totally spent. It lasted maybe 5 minutes.

5 minutes of rock'em �n� sock'em. With Widower Riley Finn.
Jesus, my life is simple. I slowly ease off him, making sure not to touch his leg, and get up to
my feet. I only manage to button up my pants before Vi
comes in through a cloud of smoke where the door used to be. Will comes in after
her.

"Where's Faith?" I ask,
relief pouring through me.

Glad
she wasn't the one coming to the rescue. That would
have been awkward to say the least. Faith can smell sex a mile a way. Thankfully Will�s sense of smell isn't so forthcoming.

"Dunno.
Got Will instead."

Willow gets to
Riley's side right away, not even noticing that his pants are slightly low. The
girl is focused.

"He's lost a lot of blood. But I think he'll be okay. I've seen worse." Doc Willow announces.

"Well. That's
good. That's good." I repeat, and I can't help
but wonder where the echo comes from.

A
few seconds later, Will has got Ry
in a triangular bandage, and is helping him drink some sort of concoction that
will enable him to walk back to the humvee.

"How is it out there?" I
venture.

Will
looks at me like she has something to say. Something goddamn important. But
she doesn't let on on it.

"Ken and Chao-Ahn�s
group reached the W&H building, but there was nothing." She says.
"They're going back to home base."

I
look back at Riley who is slowly getting to his feet, and his eyes meet mine.
He nods gently and shows me the smallest smile, before hiding it again when
Will turns to inspect him once more.

"I'll be okay. You and Vi go on ahead. We'll meet you there." He says.

Will
nods and gives him a bright smile before giving me a worried look
as she and Vi make their way out of the building.

"Look." Bad way to start
things off, but I don't really care. I don't want him getting the wrong idea after what we've just
done.

"Buffy.
It's okay."

Huh?

"What?"

"I know what it was about. You
miss him. I miss her. End of story. I shouldn't have,
but hey. I guess I'm just easy to tame." And he
nods again before heading through the door. Easy to tame.
He said it. We always did made love when it rained.
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