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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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Tara laughs quietly as Mike walks out with her from the Vet�s office. �So everything�s been nuts while I was finishing with finals?�

�God, like you wouldn�t believe! You were sorely missed here, Tara!� He chuckles as they turn the corner, his eyes drawn to the sexy brunette leaning against the building. �Hot damn, that�s a fine piece of ass.�

Tara�s eyes caress over Faith�s form, the tank top and tight jeans, with one foot flat against the building. �That isn�t a fine piece of ass, that�s an absolutely gorgeous woman.� Tara smiles as she slowly works her way towards Faith, grinning as Faith smirks at her.

�Tara?� Mike frowns walking beside Tara, stopping in stunned surprise as Tara runs a hand over the propped up thigh and leans in kissing the brunette deeply.

�Hey, babe.� Faith whispers, smirking as Tara leans back from the kiss. �Obviously busy today?�

�Very busy.� Tara murmurs, running her hand up and down Faith�s thigh, before coming back to herself and blushing lightly. �Faith, love, I�d like you to meet Mike, one of the lab tech�s at the vet�s office. Mike, this is Faith, my girlfriend.�

Mike stares from Tara to Faith and back again, shaking his head in disbelief before snapping his mouth shut. �Uh, hi.� Mike holds out his hand, shaking Faith�s hand before turning back to Tara with a raised eyebrow. �Obviously something new while you were supposedly taking finals?�

Tara laughs softly, and wraps her arm around Faith as they start walking. �Actually more like it started almost two or so months ago. But things happened and we didn�t see much of each other. Then an� accident kind of brought us back together again. Didn�t see much of each other during finals, truth be told. I kind of had to kidnap her.� Tara grins crookedly at her lover.

�You can kidnap me anytime.� Faith growls quietly, nipping at Tara�s neck. �That roast you got cooking smells damn good.�

�What about the bread in the bread maker, love?� Tara questions, tilting her head to rest on Faith�s shoulder.

�It was baking pretty good. But the roast was what had my attention.� Faith admits, grinning.

�I know, you�re a carnivore at heart, baby.� Tara chuckles quietly. �I was thinking about having a little apartment warming party Saturday afternoon for the crew at the vet�s office. Do you want to invite the rest of the gang?�

�Sure. If there�s food, you know most of them�ll show up.� Faith chuckles. She glances over at Mike. �Hey, Mike! Got a girlfriend or wife at home?� Faith raises an eyebrow eyeing the good-looking young man up and down.

�Faith, no matchmaking.� Tara admonishes softly, her eyes twinkling.

�Wait!! Who are you thinking about hooking me up with?� Mike asks eagerly, a happy smile crossing his face.

�I don�t know, you any good in bed?� Faith yelps as Tara pinches her hard on the side. �DAMN! That hurts.� Faith grumbles rubbing her side. �I�m just looking� out for B someone.�

�I know what you�re doing, and she is allowed to choose her own bed buddies!� Tara growls quietly, trying not to laugh.

�It was just a thought.� Faith pouts. �Still got Kevin at the apartment, also. She didn�t say no to him.�

�Faith, stop playing matchmaker.� Tara bumps Faith gently, laughing. �See you tomorrow, Mike.�

�Yeah.� Mike nods as he stops, ready to turn down the street. �You know you�re going to have some explaining to do tomorrow, don�t you?� Mike turns his gaze to Faith and back to Tara. �Some serious explaining.�

�What?� Tara grins at the young man. �I have to explain my fine piece of ass?� Tara�s hand sneaks down to caress over Faith�s butt. �Mine!� Tara growls in Faith�s ear as she squeezes the flesh.

�Only yours.� Faith agrees, chuckling. �How about I tell ya� I was hurt, she played nurse and healed me. In turn I became the lecherous patient and seduced the young innocent nurse and decided I wanted to keep her forever? That explanation enough?�

�FAITH!� Tara laughs smacking her on the butt. �Mike, it�s only half true. Yes, she was hurt and I helped her, but she didn�t become a lecherous patient, and I sure as hell am not innocent! As for her wanting to keep me forever, I certainly hope so.� Tara smiles softly as her eyes turn on Faith�s.

�I seem to remember� oomph.� Faith narrows her gaze on Tara as Tara�s hand firmly covers her mouth.

�You are not discussing what might or might not have happened during that time, Faith. That�s between us.� Seeing Faith roll her eyes, Tara laughs quietly before turning her gaze back to Mike. �I�ll see you tomorrow, Mike. Have a good night.�

�Yeah, sure.� Mike nods his head looking from one woman to the next. �You have even more explaining to do now.� Mike smirks as he turns and walks towards home.

�You�re trying to be rotten, aren�t you?� Tara whispers before sliding her hand off Faiths� mouth.

�I don�t have to try, it just comes naturally.� Faith smirks before leaning in and kissing Tara hungrily. �I missed you today.� Faith admits as she pulls back, the two women continuing towards the apartment.

�I missed you too, love. What did you do today?� Tara laughs as Faith�s fingers playfully tickle her ribs.

�Hmmm. Went to the gallery and helped Mrs. S. and B unpack a shipment, then went and did a little shopping.� Faith shrugs as they turn down their block. �Thought I�d come and walk you home, that way I got to see you a little quicker.�

Tara presses her lips to Faith�s cheek. �You�re sweet.�

�Am not.� Faith blushes lightly as she looks down, shaking her head. �I�m a mean, hateful, pain in the ass that somehow or another lucked out in getting you to fall in love with me.�

�And here I thought I was the lucky one.� Tara raises an eyebrow, smiling softly at her lover as she punches in the code and unlocks the door, squealing as Faith wraps her up, lifting her to sneak in the stairwell, setting her on her feet as she turns and captures her lips in a carnal kiss.

�You going to take advantage of me tonight, before patrol?� Faith questions hoarsely as she nips down Tara�s neck, pressing into her lover�s body.

�Depends on whether or not you want to be taken advantage of.� Tara whispers, arching her neck to give Faith better access.

�What if I were to say, that Slayer has been a naughty woman and needs to be punished?� Faith growls before nipping gently across Tara�s shoulder.

�Hmmm. Well, that�s a very good possibility, since Slayer wasn�t punished last night, and her transgressions for the past weekend haven�t been meted out, yet.� Tara chuckles quietly as Faith growls quietly. �Of course, we aren�t in the right place to do this punishment at.�

�That can be remedied in seconds.� Faith growls happily as she picks Tara up and literally runs up the five flights of stairs in seconds, running by their neighbor Fred.

�Damn, girl! You in a hurry, or what?� Fred giggles as the two women run by him.

�I�ve been naughty, and Mist�� Faith mumbles as a hand covers her mouth.

�See you, Fred!� Tara bites her lip as she digs out the keys, unlocking their door while Faith continues holding her, and Tara keeps her free hand over Faith�s mouth. �And you, Slayer, are going to get a serious ass whipping.�

Faith groans into Tara�s hand before quickly striding into their apartment, slamming the door shut with her foot as she carries Tara to the bedroom, setting her down gently. As Tara finally pulls her hand away from her mouth, Faith whispers softly. �Yes, Mistress.�   Before stripping completely and standing in front of her lover, with her hands behind her back and her head bowed. �Would Mistress like me to disrobe her?�

Tara considers the slayer for a moment, the two of them had been playing and teasing each other by calling themselves Mistress and Slayer, but they really hadn�t reached the point of Tara actually using the paddle on Faith. Mentally, Tara understands that pain to Faith is on a completely different level than everyone else. Her lover�s slayer-ness making it so that she can take more pain than just about any other human alive. But Tara�s heart shies away from causing her lover pain, possibly hurting her.

Faith looks up when she feels the uncertainty and worry coming from her lover. Closing the short distance between them, she wraps her arms around Tara, pulling her into a tight hug. �You won�t hurt me, Tara.� Faith whispers softly.

Tara wraps her arms around Faith�s neck, burying her face against the slayer�s shoulder. �Mentally I know and understand that. However, my heart hurts at the thought of causing you pain, of hurting you.� Tara admits quietly, tightening her grip around Faith.

�Then we won�t do it.� Faith strokes her hands up and down Tara�s back. �I don�t want you hurting, Tare. We won�t ever do anything you�re not comfortable with.�

Tara sighs quietly, rubbing her cheek against Faith�s shoulder. �But this is something you want, love.�

�Not if it causes you pain.� Faith shakes her head, gently scooping Tara up before climbing into the bed, settling Tara gently on her lap and tucking the elf�s head into her neck. �Yes, the thought of you being Mistress to my Slayer and punishing me for being a bad Slayer makes me want to howl at the moon. But not if you�re hurting yourself by satisfying some deep need within me.�

�Maybe I can work up to it?� Tara offers softly, realizing that there really was something within the slayer that wants, possibly even needs this. The ability to give up control and just be. Tara gently eases back from Faith, looking into the slayers dark brown eyes. �What have you done today that you need to be punished for, love?� Tara questions quietly, shifting back to slowly start disrobing.

Faith�s eyes follow the witch�s movements before hoarsely answering. �Ummm. I kinda bought matting and frames for your� GOD! Have I told ya� what a fine, sexy, hot and absolutely tasty body you have?� Faith�s eyes darken considerably as Tara shifts off the bed, sliding her jeans down her legs after kicking off her shoes.

Tara considers her lover for a minute, tilting her head. Taking a deep breath, Tara straightens her back, and raises an eyebrow at her slayer. �Did I give you permission to speak, Slayer?� Tara growls, smirking as Faith�s mouth snaps shut as she was about to say something else. �Hands behind your back and your head bowed, now!� Tara orders quickly, her lip quirking as Faith obeys immediately.

Walking around the room, Tara shakes her head at her more�erotic drawings of Faith on display in their bedroom. �Don�t move, until I tell you, to. Understand, Slayer?� Tara questions, watching Faith.

�Yes, Mistress.� Faith answers softly, her body almost quivering in anticipation of what Tara may actually decide to do to her.

Tara sees and feels the excitement coming from her lover. Smiling briefly, Tara makes a quick trip out into the main part of the apartment, breathing out a thankful sigh as she notices just regular sketches out there, none of her sexier drawings. Taking a moment to consider how to handle her lover to where she�s comfortable with what they�re doing and so Faith receives what she needs. Making a pit stop in the kitchen to turn off the crock-pot and pull the bread out of the bread maker, Tara smiles softly at the thought of her lover. Nibbling on her lip, Tara slowly works her way back into the bedroom, smiling at the sight of Faith kneeling on the bed with her head bowed and her hands still behind her back.

�Did you move, Slayer?� Tara questions as she slides open the drawer that Faith had placed their toys in, looking at the paddle and riding crop, picking both of them up to consider which one to try.

�No, Mistress.� Faith answers, a slight quaver in her voice.

�Slayer was very naughty by hanging up Mistress� drawings.� Tara slaps the paddle against her hand, considering the item before picking up the riding crop, snapping it against her leg, not as hard as she can, but with a good amount of pressure. �Your one saving grace is the fact that you didn�t place any of the naughty ones in the rest of the apartment.�

Faith bites her lip as she has the urge to say something, but knowing that she wasn�t being asked a question Faith keeps quiet.

Tara smiles briefly at Faith. �Close your eyes, Slayer.� Tara orders softly before climbing on the bed beside Faith, whispering in her lover�s ear. �Lean forward, propping yourself up with your hands while placing that gorgeous ass of yours up in the air.� Tara runs her hand down Faith�s back, over her butt cheek and down the back of her thigh before trailing back up between Faith�s thighs, cupping the slayer�s sex.

Faith unconsciously lets out a moan as Tara�s fingers go from cupping her sex to stroking two fingers through her wetness.

�I didn�t give you permission to make any noise, did I Slayer?� Tara pulls her hand away from Faith before smacking her firmly on the butt.

�No, Mistress.� Faith whimpers the words.

�What is the safe word, Slayer?� Tara questions as she runs her hand over Faith�s ass.

�Demon, Mistress.� Faith fights the urge to push back into Tara�s caressing hand.

�Promise me that you�ll use it, love. I don�t want to hurt you.� Tara states seriously as she reaches up to tuck some of the slayer�s hair behind her ear before reaching to tilt her head.

Faith opens her eyes, knowing Tara�s wanting her to. �You won�t hurt me, babe. But I promise you, that if it�s too much, I�ll let you know.�

�I don�t know exactly how far I�m going to go tonight.� Tara whispers, the worry obvious in her eyes as she looks into Faith�s brown eyes.

�Don�t do it, if you�re not ready, babe.� Faith whispers, watching her lover intently. Seeing the worry, but also seeing the brief flare of excitement within the witch�s eyes. �Just know that this excites me at just the thought.�

Tara smirks at those words. �I think I know that.� Tara wiggles her eyebrows as she runs her hand back over her lover�s swollen apex, chuckling at the fluid escaping from the slayer. Taking a deep breath, Tara tilts her head watching Faith for a moment. �Face forward and count them out, slayer.� Tara demands softly, watching as Faith�s eyes dilate and a grin quickly crosses her face before she schools her features and shifts her face.

�Yes, Mistress.� Faith answers quickly, her heart beating fast as she feels Tara�s warm hand caress softly over her butt cheeks for a few moments.

�You have been a naughty slayer by hanging Mistress� private drawings in the bedroom. For that you must be punished.� Tara explains quickly and concisely before picking up the paddle and running it over the slayer�s ass, smirking as she feels Faith press back against the instrument for a quick second. �You will count them out and thank me after each one, understand?�

�Yes, Mistress.� Faith takes a deep breath to get control of her slightly shaking body at the thought of what was about to happen.

Looking over the tanned ass of her lover, Tara pulls back, considering the first strike before landing it on the slayer�s right butt cheek, not a lot of power behind the first stroke, Tara watches as the slayer�s butt doesn�t even change color.

�One. Thank you, Mistress.� Faith wiggles her ass slightly, trying to silently urge the witch to put more power behind the swings.

Tara feels Faith�s silent want and smiles briefly before pulling back and putting a lot more power behind the next swing.

�Two! Thank you, Mistress!� Faith allows a small grin to cross her face at the more powerful smack before wiggling her ass again.

Tara chuckles softly as she watches Faith silently urging her on, while watching as the slayer�s ass barely turns pink. Taking a deep breath and trusting in the slayer to tell her if it becomes too much, Tara starts swinging, gradually building up the power behind each smack.

�Three! Thank you, Mistress! Four. Thank you, Mistress. Five. Thank you, Mistress.� Faith quickly counts after each smack, starting to feel a good sting behind the strikes as her mind slowly stops thinking and she just becomes about what her Mistress is doing.

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

Tara quickly strikes down five more strikes in quick succession, watching as Faith�s ass becomes a bright pink as Faith quickly counts out the five strikes. Dropping the paddle, Tara quickly runs a hand over the hot flesh before sliding her hand down to cup the slayer�s drenched sex, the desire literally oozing from the woman to trail down her thighs.   It takes a minute for Tara to realize that she�s almost as turned on as Faith is at this moment. Inhaling deeply, Tara teasingly runs two fingers through the wet lips, gathering the slayer�s essence before bringing the fingers to her lips.

Faith whimpers quietly as the teasing stroke of her lover�s fingers quickly disappears, her body unconsciously rocking in the briefest movements.

�Has Slayer been punished enough? Or is Slayer still in need of more punishment?� Tara questions, a small grin playing about her lips at the slayer�s body almost literally shivering in excitement.

�Whatever Mistress deems necessary.� Faith whimpers the words, panting heavily at the desire coursing through her.

Tara runs her hands soothingly up and over the slayer�s butt, noticing that the pink cheeks were already turning back to normal. �Faith?� Tara questions softly.

�Yeah, babe?� Faith turns to look at Tara, hearing the questioning note.

�Did those hurt you at all?� Tara looks from her hand on her lover�s ass to Faith�s eyes, the desire obvious in the brown depths.

�Hurt, no. Stung a little, yeah.� Faith explains quietly. �The sting is already fading from where you smacked me.�

Tara blinks a couple times in surprise before looking down at the paddle, grasping it in her hand to look at it intently. Looking from the instrument to her lover�s butt and back again, Tara inhales deeply.

Seeing Tara�s hesitation, Faith watches her for a minute before whispering. �Put everything you got behind the next swing, and we�ll see how much it hurts, babe.�

Tara�s eyes snap up to look at Faith for a moment before silently nodding. Taking a moment to center herself, Tara finally pulls back and brings the paddle down towards the slayer�s ass with everything in her, wincing at the loud sound as it makes contact with the slayer�s butt cheeks.

SMACKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

Tara snaps her eyes up from the red print on Faith�s ass to look in her lovers brown eyes. �Surely�� Tara whispers, knowing that that had to be too much for her lover to handle.

Faith swallows and whimpers quietly at the delicious sting of pain working its way through her body. �Just right.� Faith allows a grin to cross her face as she looks over her shoulder into blue eyes.

�Goddess!� Tara murmurs at the sight of the dimple flashing at her, finally throwing the paddle away and pushing the slayer over to kiss her hungrily.

Faith chuckles deeply as Tara works her way quickly and roughly down her body. Threading her hands into the blonde hair, Faith arches, whimpering loudly as Tara sucks strongly on one nipple while pinching and pulling the other one to the point of almost making Faith climax. �Tare, please!� Faith growls watching Tara.

Tara looks up at the slayer with desire filled eyes, a wicked grin crossing her face as her hand travels down the slayer�s body. As she cups the slayer�s hot sex, Tara raises an eyebrow, smirking as she quickly slides her two middle fingers deep within the slayer, burying them. �This what you want?� Tara starts a quick in and out rhythm with her fingers as Faith�s body jumps up into her hand.

�More!� Faith whimpers, while urging Tara up her body, to delve deeply into the warm cavern of her lover�s mouth. Tongues battling strongly against each other, as Tara quickly adds a third finger. �SHIT!� Faith breaks the kiss, arching up into the witch�s strong fingers as they curl within her, stroking firmly over her sweet spot.

�Goddess, you�re beautiful.� Tara whispers as she watches Faith arch and climax, the slayers face showing the immense pleasure coursing through her body. Burying her fingers deep within the slayer, Tara places her face in the crook of the slayer�s neck enjoying the slayer�s body clenching around her fingers while Faith�s fingers stroke through her hair. Slowly lowering her body to press into the slayer�s heaving body Tara keeps the one hand between them while running her other hand softly through the dark hair.

Faith slowly works her hands down her lover�s back as her body gradually calms down, smiling as she feels Tara�s fingers wiggle briefly before easing out from inside her. �God, what you do to me, woman!� Faith growls before rolling Tara over, grinning down into laughing blue eyes. �I love you.� Faith finally whispers a few seconds later, her heart in the words as she leans down and kisses Tara softly.

�I love you, too.� Tara whispers as Faith releases her lips. Smiling softly as the slayer places sweet, gentle kisses down her neck, slowly working her way further south. Gently clasping one hand in the slayer�s hair as Faith rolls her tongue repeatedly around one of her quickly hardening nipples while plucking gently at the other nipple with her fingers, Tara moans, arching up into the slayer�s mouth as she suckles at her breast.

�So good.� Faith murmurs as she releases the flesh, kissing down the witch�s abdomen before dipping her tongue into the little belly button repeatedly, a smile crossing her face as she hears Tara giggle. Glancing up and making contact with desire filled blue eyes, with a hint of laughter showing, Faith winks and shifts her body further down. �But I know something that�s even better.�

Tara laughs quietly, before the laughter turns into a heated groan as Faith slowly drags her tongue up and over her slit to twirl teasingly around her aching clit. �Faith, love!� Tara whimpers, arching as Faith finally drags the length of her tongue up and over her clit.

�I could spend weeks just like this.� Faith murmurs before diving in and capturing Tara�s clit between her lips, suckling intently on the hot swollen muscle. Wrapping an arm under Tara�s leg, Faith holds onto the bucking witch while sliding her other hand up to stroke softly over the dew covered lips. As she hears Tara whimpering louder, Faith smiles around the muscle she�s still sucking on before sliding two fingers slowly inside the witch. Groaning as she feels the muscles clench strongly around her fingers as Tara cries out and climaxes almost immediately.

�Goddess!� Tara cries out, her hand holding Faith tightly to her while she arches and climaxes, her body shaking with her release.

Lapping eagerly across the witch, Faith groans quietly before gently sucking one swollen, silken outer lip into her mouth, bathing it gently with her tongue before treating the other lip to the same ministrations. Gradually pulling her fingers out of the calming body of the witch, Faith laps contentedly at the witch�s body, humming quietly as she cleans the Tara. Finally closing her eyes and resting her cheek against Tara�s quivering thigh, Faith murmurs softly. �Can I stay here forever?�

Tara chuckles quietly, finally stroking one hand gently through the hair that she�d been gripping roughly. �You might get hungry for real food, love.� Tara finally gets out, in a sex roughened voice. �Come up here.� Tara finally orders quietly.

�Yes, ma�am.� Faith smirks as Tara tugs on her hair trying to hurry her along. Dragging her breasts up and over Tara�s body as she slowly and gently settles herself on top of the witch, Faith quirks her lip at the desire flaring back to life in the blue eyes of her lover.

�You�re a tease.� Tara grumbles before burying her other hand in the dark hair and pulling Faith down for a very thorough, passionate kiss. Finally releasing the slayer and running her hands down the strong back, Tara hooks her legs around Faith�s legs and grasps the slayer�s strong butt cheeks in her hands pulling the slayers lower body in tighter against her, to grind their sexes against each other.

Faith closes her eyes as the desire courses back through her body, groaning deeply at the pressure of their lower bodies grinding against each other. Slowly opening her eyes, Faith looks down into the deep blue eyes of her lover. Shifting herself slightly, making fuller contact, Faith raises her upper body the briefest distance to help with the angle while continuing to watch Tara intently.

�Goddess!� Tara moans as Faith shifts and ever so slowly starts a brief rubbing motion, pressing their already over sensitized clits against each other. Flattening her hips and pressing herself into even firmer contact, Tara whimpers quietly as the slickness of their desire mingles.

Faith grunts as she builds up the speed, noticing that both of their breathing is getting faster and hotter as the two women pant more heavily the closer they come to their climax.   Growling with pleasure as she watches the desire crossing Tara�s face, knowing the witch is close, Faith cries out her climax as both she and Tara press harder against each other at the same time, tipping both of them over the edge. Her arms shaking with the effort of holding her body aloft, Faith finally collapses on top of Tara as Tara grabs her arms out from under her, wrapping her up tightly.

Tara bites down gently on Faith�s damp shoulder as her body continues to clench and shake with the aftershocks of her release. As she slowly regains some control of her breathing, Tara loosens her grip around the slayer and runs her hands firmly up and down the sweat soaked skin of her lover while kissing and lapping eagerly at her lover�s neck and shoulder. �Goddess� taste good.� Tara mumbles against the slayer�s neck before quickly flipping them, so she�s straddling the slayer so she can continue lapping and sucking across the slayer�s skin.

�Tare�� Faith moans as Tara works her way down across her breasts. �If ya� don�t stop, we�re going to spend the rest of the night in bed, instead of doing a patrol.� Faith finally gets out after a couple tries, and after Tara was already halfway down her body, eagerly running her tongue over her abdomen.

Tara growls deeply, before gradually slowing her motions, finally resting her cheek on Faith�s abdomen, while running her fingers along her lover�s rib cage. �If it wasn�t for the weird shit happening, I�d say let Buffy handle it. But I don�t like Adam running around loose and whatever other weird demons decide to come and visit.�

�Guess we should work on the bond thing-y, huh?� Faith sighs softly, while running her fingers gently over Tara�s head and shoulders.

�I would feel better if you had access to me at a moments notice.� Tara admits quietly, chuckling at Faith�s wiggling eyebrows. �I didn�t mean it that way.� Tara growls smacking Faith on the leg. �Even though, I don�t mind that either.� Tara slides her body up Faith�s and places a quick kiss on the slayer�s full lips before rolling off the slayer and the bed in one smooth motion.

Faith laughs quietly as she rolls to her side watching Tara dress quickly before putting away the paddle and riding crop. �You feel a little more relaxed about the paddle now?�

Tara slides the dresser drawer shut before smiling as she looks at her lover. �Yes. I�m sure the more we� play, the more relaxed I�ll be about it.�

�Hmmm. But, slayer was naughty. She didn�t wait for Mistress to tell her she could cum.� Faith wiggles her eyebrows. �She�s going to need to be punished again.�

Tara laughs at her lover before striding towards the bed and leaning over Faith to kiss her strongly. �Mistress and slayer kind of forgot about playing and had other things on their minds.� Tara whispers before tweaking one of the slayer�s hard nipples before spinning away from the bed and towards the door. �I�m going to fix your plate for dinner, love. We�ll need to get ready to go by Buffy�s to grab her for patrol here in a little while.�

Faith watches Tara stride out of the bedroom, her heart full of love for the blonde woman. �I love you!� Faith calls out, smiling as she hears Tara call back softly that she loves her, also. �So damn much.� Faith whispers to herself as she continues lying on the bed for a few moments before getting ready to join her lover.
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