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The Rogue Slayer	By : Kinetickid Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 12311 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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�What do you think you�re doing?� Tara whispers in Faith�s ear as she glances at the pile of items in the basket Faith�s carrying around.

Faith glances from Tara down to her basket and back again. �Ummm. Getting an assortment of items to try?� Faith grins hopefully at the witch.

�Thin it down, love.� Tara closes her eyes and pulls out a few of the items. �Maybe after I�m more comfortable, we can come back for these, but not this time around, please.�

Faith pouts as she puts the items back up. �Did you find a how-to book for Buffy yet?� Faith grins wickedly at Tara.

�Actually.� Tara pulls her other hand from behind her back, handing it to Faith, grinning.

Faith looks down at the book, laughing quietly. �The Proper Way to Please Yourself. A Woman�s Guide to Masturbation.� Faith tosses it in the basket.

�She�s going to kill us for this.� Tara smirks at her lover.

�Nah. She�ll just turn red as all get out and then when she�s by herself, she�ll probably be paging through the book.� Faith wraps her arm around Tara, hugging her to her side as they continue looking through items. �Can we get one?� Faith nods to the wall of paddles.

�One.� Tara smiles as Faith�s eyes light up. �Let me see what else you have in the basket.� Tara holds her hand out for the basket.

Faith pouts as she slowly hands the basket over. �There�s only a few things in there.�

Tara looks at the pile of items with a raised eyebrow before she looks at Faith. �More than a few.�

�Well, you already took out the large dildos.� Faith grumbles as she turns back to the wall, looking at the different paddles.

�Keep it up and you�re going to need to get the biggest, hardest paddle up there.� Tara growls quietly, trying not to laugh. Sorting through the items, she raises an eyebrow at the different lubes Faith threw in there. �Do we really need all these lubes, love?�

�Ummm� Probably not, but I thought I would get different flavors to try out.� Faith bites her lip as she glances at Tara.

�Maybe we can thin these down some.� Tara murmurs, shaking her head as she keeps one each of the cherry and chocolate flavored lubes, walking over to replace the other ones.

�Can we keep the heavy duty anal lube?� Faith follows Tara and grabs the item back off the display area.

�Wouldn�t one of these work just as well?� Tara questions, looking at the two lubes she left in the basket.

Faith brushes a hand over her chin. �This will last longer and won�t break down as quick.� Faith admits as she sets it back in the basket. �Unless you�re against using this on me.� Faith grabs one of the dildos looking hopefully at Tara.

�You want me to use that�� Tara stumbles for a minute, looking at, what to her, is a huge dildo to Faith�s brown eyes. Seeing the hopeful expression, Tara sighs quietly. �As long as you know what you�re getting into.� Tara shakes her head, pointing to the basket.

Faith puts the dildo back in the basket grinning, before leaning in to whisper in Tara�s ear. �It isn�t me that will be getting into it, it will be you.� Faith nuzzles Tara�s ear, smiling at the groan she gets in response.

�Faith.� Tara warns quietly, breathing out a sigh of relief as Faith chuckles and pulls away. �Why do we need condoms?� Tara picks up the boxes of condoms looking from them to Faith and down again. �Why are they flavored?�

�In our case, they smell better than the dildos will. Plus added protection with the toys.� Faith shrugs, smiling at Tara. �Would you rather have the dildo smell like rubber or�� Faith pulls out one of the boxes of condoms. �Mint?�

�Okay, you sold me on the flavored condoms. But�� Tara flips through all the different boxes. �Six boxes?�

�I want to be prepared.� Faith shrugs grinning.

�Goddess.� Tara whimpers, shaking her head. �Okay, the rest will stay in here. Did you pick out a paddle yet?�

�No, got sidetracked.� Faith chuckles as she heads back to the paddles, pulling one down that is extra thick, made of leather with a wrist strap and a comfort grip. �Tare?�

Tara walks over to her lover, looking at the paddle. When Faith hands it to her, she grips it strongly in her hand. �This what you want?�

�It seems to be the best made one out of the bunch. It has a steel rod in it, so my hard ass shouldn�t bend it too easily!� Faith jokes, chuckling.

�Your ass isn�t hard, it�s muscular and oh so delicious.� Tara murmurs in Faith�s ear, nipping playfully at her lobe. �Are we about done here?�

�Still ain�t got B anything to play with.� Faith admits looking around the store.

�Do you honestly think she�ll use it if you buy her something, love?� Tara questions seriously.

�I don�t know.� Faith sighs shaking her head. �The book might peak her interest. I was just looking for something that would be good as a g-spot stimulator.�

�How about we just start with the book, then maybe we�ll work on getting her something else, if she doesn�t find someone for herself, or go around grinning happily after figuring it out.� Tara suggests, grinning crookedly at Faith.

Faith groans quietly at the witch�s smile. �I told you what that smile does to me.� Faith whimpers, kissing Tara deeply.

Tara whispers softly after Faith releases her. �Sorry. Time to go back to the apartment?�

Faith looks up at the clock, mentally calculating how much time they might have before they need to leave to be at Joyce�s house for dinner. Groaning quietly as she realizes they don�t have time to play before they�ll have to leave.

Tara turns her gaze to where Faith was looking, trying to figure out what�s going through her lover�s mind. When she sees the clock and the time, Tara chuckles softly. �We would probably only have time for a really quick quickie. So I know there�s no time for the play toys today.�

�I know.� Faith grumbles as they walk towards the checkout counter, her hand sneaking out to grab a couple of the flavored lubes that Tara had put back up, sliding them into her basket.

Tara raises an eyebrow catching the maneuver, before shaking her head, grinning. �You�re going to come back here and pick up everything I put back, aren�t you?�

Faith turns guilty eyes on Tara, biting her lip.

Sighing heavily, Tara walks back in the store, picking up the other items she�d put back, placing them in the basket. �Just don�t expect me to jump in trying all these things, I�ll need to work up to a lot of them, okay?�

��Kay. Thanks, babe.� Faith grins happily, kissing Tara quickly. �There was something else I wanted to grab.� Faith strides back into the shop, grabbing down the riding crop before prowling up towards Tara, a smirk on her face. Coming to a stop right in front of Tara, Faith leans in. �I want you to break me in then ride me like there�s no tomorrow.�

Tara whimpers quietly, closing her eyes as pictures of her beating the slayer�s tanned ass with the riding crop, then wearing one of those huge dildo�s, slamming into the slayer over and over again works it�s way behind her eyes.

Faith groans as she inhales deeply. Smelling the witch�s arousal, Faith smirks and places a quick kiss on Tara�s lips. �Let�s go home. I want a chance to release some of the� tension you�re feeling.� Faith hesitates, grinning as she walks up the short distance to the counter, placing her basket on the counter.

Tara sighs softly, finally opening her eyes. �You�re going to drive me insane.� Tara breathes out the words, knowing Faith will be able to hear her, smiling as Faith chuckles.

***

�That was a wonderful dinner, Joyce.� Tara smiles as she helps to gather the dirty dishes.

�Thank you, dear.� Joyce chuckles as Faith gather�s up the rest of the dishes quickly following Tara into the kitchen. �So, why were you blushing so much whenever Faith or Tara would make comments?�

Buffy groans quietly, shaking her head while her face heats up. �I didn�t tell you about what happened last night or this morning. Those two�� Buffy just shakes her head, placing it down on the table.

�What? They�re two young, healthy adults that enjoy getting physical with one another?� Joyce raises an eyebrow, laughing as Buffy snaps her head up to glare at her. �Oh, my GOD!!!� Joyce jokes, her eyes comically wide. �People have sex in this day and age? What is the world coming to?�

�MOM!� Buffy groans loudly, blushing more. �But I HEARD it!!� Buffy whimpers, dropping her head heavily to the dining room table.

�Learn anything?� Joyce questions quickly, before biting her lip at the question.

�Mom!� Buffy hisses in disbelief at her mother. �I can�t believe you said that!�

Faith chuckles as she walks back into the dining room. �Nah, Mrs. S. No specifics, just a lot of grunts, groans, and comments.�

Buffy growls as she stands to leave the table. �This is embarrassing as hell, I�m going to go upstairs and decide what I�m going to bring on patrol.� Buffy strides out of the room.

�We left ya� a present in your top drawer of your nightstand.� Faith yells after Buffy, smirking evilly.

�Oh, great!� Buffy growls as she stomps up the stairs.

�What did you do?� Joyce laughs as she looks at the absolutely devilish gleam in Faith�s eyes.

�Got her a How to book from the adult store.� Faith chuckles as Joyce almost spits her soda out on the table from where she was taking a sip. �Finally figured out what part of her problem is, she ain�t had a good lay.�

Joyce laughs, wiping her mouth and chin. �I can�t believe you.�

�Tara found it.� Faith admits, grinning.

�Don�t bring me into this. I�m an innocent bystander.� Tara shakes her head as she walks back into the dining room. �I loaded the dishwasher and have it running. I have the pots and pans soaking in the sink right now, and I�ll finish washing them in a few minutes.�

�You don�t have to do that, dear.� Joyce smiles at the blonde.

�Least we can do, after eating you out of house and home.� Tara winks, chuckling quietly.

�WHAT THE HELL!� Buffy yells from her room.

�She found the book.� Faith smirks as the three women go to the living room. �It�s got pictures and everything!!� Faith laughs as Tara sits down on the couch before she lays down, plopping her head in her lovers lap and looking up to grin at Tara.

�So, you were checking it out, huh?� Tara laughs quietly, running her finger gently down Faith�s cheek.

�More like just flipping through it, to see if it might actually teach her somethin�.� Faith admits, grinning. �I don�t think I�ll have much need for that, unless I piss ya� off.�

Tara leans down, whispering softly. �Maybe I�ll want to watch sometime, Slayer.�

Faith�s eyes open wide, and dilate slightly. �Anything for you, Mistress.� Faith whispers back, the desire obvious in her eyes.

Tara laughs quietly before closing the distance and kissing Faith softly. �Love you, Faith.�

�Love you, too, babe.� Faith grins, taking a deep breath to relax.

Joyce chuckles as the two women whisper back and forth. �Were you two like this in front of Buffy last night and this morning, is that why she�s so grumpy?�

�We were worse.� Tara admits, laughing. �Of course, don�t let Buffy fool you. She made her fair share of comments while she was there. But let�s just put it this way, we weren�t trying to be quiet while she was there, and she probably heard everything with her slayer hearing.�

�That�s putting it mildly.� Buffy bitches as she stomps down the stairs, her face red as a turnip.

Faith�s eyes gaze at the blonde slayer, before she laughs quietly. �Did you like your present? You gonna check it out tonight when you get back from slayin�?�

Tara laughs and smacks Faith on the hip. �Behave, love.�

�I was.� Faith pouts, looking up at Tara. �You wouldn�t let me buy her any toys, to go along with the book.�

�Maybe she wants to buy her own toys, did you think of that?� Tara raises an eyebrow, the twinkle obvious in her eyes.

�Enough, you two.� Buffy grumbles plopping down on the stairs, looking at the two women. �I can�t believe you actually bought me a damn book.�

�Check it out, what can it hurt, B?� Faith winks at Joyce before turning her head to look back up at Tara. Shifting up and around, Faith captures Tara�s lips in a quick but passionate kiss. �I�m gonna go finish the dishes, babe.�

�I�ll help.� Tara smiles as Faith helps her up, the two women disappearing into the kitchen.

Joyce laughs quietly. �Those two are surprisingly perfect for each other.� Joyce tilts her head back, closing her eyes as she smiles.

Buffy nods her head before moving to sit down on the couch. �Actually, seeing them together� or maybe I should say, hearing them together.� Buffy shakes her head, laughing at herself. �You can see they love each other in the way they touch and look at each other.�

�Faith brings out Tara�s momma lioness.� Joyce observes, thinking about how the woman reacts around Faith. �And Faith will do absolutely anything to make Tara happy.�

�Yes, she will.� Buffy nods as she thinks about it. �I would have never believed it if I didn�t see it. Faith�s still Faith, but it�s like Tara opened up something within her.�

�Tara loves her unconditionally.� Joyce turns her gaze on her daughter. �And Faith knows that and is reacting to the love that is being freely offered to her. That�s something she�s never had before, and it�s having a positive effect on Faith.�

�I wonder if I�ll ever have that?� Buffy wonders quietly, more to herself, as she sighs.

�I hope you do, honey.� Joyce smiles softly at her daughter. �This is just a suggestion, keep you eyes open, don�t just be thinking of guys, there may come a girl that�ll sweep you off your feet, if you�re open to it.�

�How come I feel like I have more of a hang up with that than you do?� Buffy grins at her mother. �I�m becoming more open to the idea, mom. Kind of hard not to with those two always going at it. They�re probably in the kitchen making out right now.�

�More than making out.� Faith growls quietly in answer to Buffy�s non-question.

Buffy blushes lightly, before glancing at her mom. �Might not want to go into the kitchen for a little while.�

Joyce laughs quietly, shaking her head. �Horny kids.�

***

�Faith!� Tara whispers in her lover�s ear as Faith pins her against the refrigerator, sighing quietly as strong hands stroke firmly over her breasts.

�B warned off her mom, they ain�t coming in here anytime soon.� Faith kisses up Tara�s neck softly before capturing Tara�s ear lobe between her lips, flicking her tongue over the sensitive flesh.

�We really shouldn�t be� Goddess!� Tara moans, pressing her body into Faith�s as Faith eagerly starts licking up her ear lobe, flicking her tongue over the pointy tip before sucking it gently.

�Do you want me to stop?� Faith breathes into Tara�s ear as she listens to the witch�s pounding heart.

�Honestly?� Tara finally opens her passion-filled eyes to gaze upon her lover. As Faith nods her head in answer, Tara laughs. �No.�

�Good.� Faith growls, capturing the witch�s lips with hers, invading her mouth trying to consume Tara.

Tara growls into the kiss, her hands shoving Faith�s tank top up out of the way before clasping her lover�s breasts firmly in her hands, scraping the side of her manicured nails over the hardened nubs. As Faith finally releases her mouth, so the two women can try to capture some much needed oxygen into their starving bodies, Tara moans loudly as Faith kisses her way down her body, kneeling in front of her and nibbling on her stomach.

�I want you.� Faith whispers, her eyes looking up at Tara, silently begging as she stalls her fingers at the top of Tara�s pants, before undoing them quickly as she receives a nod in acquiesce.

�Be quick, love.� Tara whispers, groaning as Faith slides her pants and panties down far enough to wiggle her hand between her legs, sliding two fingers deep within her while capturing her aching clit with hungry lips, sucking voraciously on the swollen muscle while stroking quickly and firmly within her. �Goddess!� Tara cries out a little louder than she meant to, while jerking into Faith�s hand and mouth, coming after a few minutes of Faith�s talented ministrations.

Faith moans as she laps up the escaped fluid. �Taste so good and sweet.� Faith murmurs as she eases her fingers from inside Tara, snaking her tongue over the dew covered lips, cleaning the witch as well as she can given the position they�re in. Smiling as she feels Tara�s hands clenching and unclenching in her hair, Faith finally gives the witch one final swipe of her tongue before pulling up her panties and jeans, buttoning them back before standing in front of Tara, smiling at the witch like the cat that ate the canary.

�Goddess.� Tara whispers, sighing quietly, before chuckling at the glistening lips and chin of her lover. �Let me help you out, love.� Tara whispers before lapping her lover�s face, cleaning it gently before capturing the bow-shaped lips in a heated kiss.

Faith leans her body against Tara�s, enjoying the closeness of the witch for a few minutes before placing a soft kiss on her neck. �Finish dishes?�

�We probably should.� Tara squeezes Faith tightly in her arms before releasing the slayer. �I love you, baby.�

�I love you, too.� Faith grins wickedly. �If we get home early�� Faith wiggles her eyebrows. �Think Mistress will come out to play for a little while?�

�I think you just want your ass beat.� Tara winks at Faith before smacking her firmly on the muscular ass.

�Not so much the ass beating, but you doing that to me, has my juices flowing.� Faith admits, tilting her head against Tara�s, grinning. �Plus I�ve been a naughty slayer, and deserve to be punished.�

�I�m sure you have.� Tara laughs quietly at the slayer�s playfulness. �Let�s finish the dishes and head back out to the living room before Joyce sends in a rescue party after us.�

�If we must.� Faith sighs heavily, trying not to laugh.

�Behave, love.� Tara laughs as she smacks her on the butt again before heading towards the sink.

�Yes, Mistress.� Faith�s eyes follow Tara as she walks to the sink. �God, you have an absolutely delectable ass. I�m gonna have to spend some serious time acquainting myself with it here in the future.� Faith unconsciously licks her lips as her eyes darken with desire.

�Dishes, Slayer!� Tara orders, a huge grin crossing her face.

�Yes, Mistress!� Faith snaps to attention, grabbing the towel to start drying and putting away the pots and pans as Tara washes them.
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