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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 you got� damn!� Sandra stands there in disbelief as Tara, Dr. Roberts, Mike, Josh and Julie, all five of the people she works with, try and wrestle the muzzled Bull Mastiff down to clip his toe nails.

�What Sandra?� Questions a disgruntled Tara as she wraps her arm around the kicking back leg, trying to hold on tightly to get the nails clipped.

�Ummm, your girlfriend�s out front.� Sandra finally mutters as she watches the people, trying not to laugh as Dr. Roberts has the dog around the middle, while everyone else has a leg trying to wrestle the dog down and hold it still.

�Faith, get your ass back here.� Tara growls lowly, after the dog kicks back hard into her chest.

�She won�t hear you, Tara.� Mike pants, the sweat starting to roll off his face as he glances back, trying not to laugh himself at the group of people getting their asses kicked by one dog.

�Yeah, she will.� Faith growls as she comes to a sliding halt beside the group, staring in stunned disbelief at the group of people, before laughing. �I thought there was somethin� wrong.� Faith smirks at the people, shaking her head. �Move outta the way people, let a professional in here.�

�I can�t�� Dr. Roberts look�s at the woman, before glancing back at Tara.

�It�s okay, Dr. Roberts.� Tara smirks as she crosses her arms, watching her lover with twinkling eyes.

Mike raises an eyebrow before moving away from the dog. �If she can calm this beast, I�ll admit she�s more than a fine piece of ass.� Mike smirks at Tara before glancing back at Faith.

�I already know she�s more than a fine piece of ass.� Tara jokes back at Mike, laughing quietly as Faith actually blushes lightly.

�Yeah, yeah.� Faith growls quietly dropping to her knees, setting the book bag off to the side as she stares in the eyes of the dog, before growling low and deep in her throat threateningly at the dog for a few minutes. Not breaking eye contact, Faith narrows her gaze, leaning in closer, allowing the dog to smell her, before growling lighter.

The group stared, stunned as the bull mastiff finally sits down, dropping its head in a sign of submission.

�I�ll be damned.� Dr. Roberts shakes his head before gazing back at the dark-haired woman.

�So, what�cha tryin� to do with this beastie?� Faith questions as she pulls off the muzzle, accepting the kiss from the dog as it lies down, placing its head in her lap, panting happily as Faith scratches under its chin.

�Faith, this is Max. We�re trying to trim his nails.� Tara can�t help but laugh at her lover, moving up to sit beside Faith, placing a quick kiss on her cheek. �Thanks for your help, love.� Tara whispers softly before picking up the now unresisting dog�s leg and quickly trimming the nails.

Faith frowns looking down at Max. �You were causin� all this commotion �cause you didn�t want your nails trimmed?� As the dog looks up at her, Faith shakes her head. �It ain�t gonna hurt, and my girl here will take care of ya�. I don�t want ya� giving them anymore problems, ya� hear?� Faith shakes her finger at the dog, smiling as it whimpers and buries its head back in her lap.

�I assume you two have this under control?� Dr. Roberts finally questions, still slightly stunned, considering the dark-haired woman for a few minutes. �How did you do that?� He finally questions.

Faith looks up, chuckling. �Back in Boston, when I was young, I wasn�t exactly a straight as an arrow girl, like I am now.� Faith rolls her eyes as Tara snorts. �Anyways, I�d break into different places looking for easy stuff to resell for food and stuff, they usually had babies, like this one or rotty�s guarding them. Didn�t have money to bribe them with the finer foods in life, so I finally figured out how to exert my alpha-ness over �em.� Faith smirks, shrugging her shoulders. �Once they know who�s the boss, they become big babies.� Faith starts scratching the dogs chest as it lays there enjoying being loved on, its tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth, panting.

�After you finish with the lovely Max here, Tara, go ahead and take your lunch break. I think we�ll have the rest handled until Mr. Twiggy arrives. I know how much you enjoy teasing Julie with him.� Dr. Roberts chuckles as he walks towards one of the other waiting rooms.

�Mr. Twiggy?� Faith questions with a raised eyebrow as she watches Tara finish trimming the dog�s toe nails.

Tara looks up, her blue eyes twinkling merrily at the slayer. �Feel like taking your girlfriend out to lunch and possibly sticking around afterwards to help her out with Mr. Twiggy?�

�Depends.� Faith stands, stroking her hand down Max�s head as he stands, leaning against her, coming almost up to her waist.

�On what?� Tara questions as she makes a notation in the dog�s file, placing it back down on the table before dropping the nail clippers back in the drawer and washing her hands.

�What�s a Mr. Twiggy?� Faith smirks as Tara closes the door to the back lab area that all the exam rooms open to, watching as the blonde walks up to her, kissing her deeply. �Damn, girl.� Faith murmurs as Tara finally releases her. �I guess the crew here knows about us, huh?�

�Oh, yeah. They all know.� Tara wraps her arms around Faith, hugging her tightly. �Let me get Max to his owner, and the chart to the front desk. Wait here and I�ll be back in a couple minutes.�

��Kay.� Faith smirks as Tara leads a docile Max out of the exam room. Picking up the book bag, Faith leans against the wall, waiting patiently for Tara to come back to the room.

***

�Tara, before you head to lunch, can I speak with you real quick?� Dr. Roberts questions as he places the chart to the cat he�d just given shots to on the table, smiling quickly at Sandra.

�Yes, sir.� Tara raises an eyebrow in surprise before following him quickly back to his office. Sitting down in the chair he motions her to, he shuts the door before propping his hip on his desk.

�Would your young lady be interested in working here with us part time, helping with some of the more obstinate patients?� Dr. Roberts questions quickly, watching Tara.

Tara chuckles and shrugs her shoulders. �Honestly, given the chance of working with me all day, she�d probably jump at it.�

�See if she�s interested. I won�t be able to pay her much over minimum wage to begin with, but if it works out maybe she can help fill in for the others when they have to be off, and I can increase it as she learns.� Dr. Roberts smiles as Tara nods her head in understanding. �Go and take your young lady to lunch. See you in an hour.�

Tara stands, laughing quietly as she leaves the office, sliding off her jacket and grabbing her purse from the back area before stopping in the exam room she�d left Faith. Closing the door quickly, she wraps both hands around Faith�s neck, pulling her down the short distance and kissing her hungrily. �I�ve got an hour for lunch and you�ve been offered a job.� Tara finally whispers after releasing the dazed slayers lips.

�Ummm. Home, or are ya� hungry?� Faith finally questions, blinking her eyes as she tries to focus her mind on something besides Tara�s lips.

�If we head home, an hour won�t be long enough.� Tara admits, sighing quietly.

�Then we go eat.� Faith shakes her head, shaking off some of the desire she�s feeling for her lover. �Come on, babe.� Faith opens the door, ushering the witch out, placing her hand on Tara�s lower back as they leave the vet�s office.

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Tara smiles at the waitress after they place their order for lunch, smirking at Faith after the waitress leaves. �You like to irritate, don�t you, love?�

�What�d I do?� Faith questions, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

�You know what you did. I�d be surprised if she comes back.� Tara chuckles as she runs her hand down the slayer�s leg, squeezing her knee gently. �So, what made you come by work today?�

�Don�t know if you wanna look at it now, or wait until tonight.� Faith frowns as she unzips the book bag, pulling out the Elf�s book and gently placing it in Tara�s hands. �It�s weird. It�s almost as if I can read it, but not quite.� Faith runs a hand through her hair, shaking her head. �It�s kinda like I�m missing one little thing that�ll unlock it so that I can read it.�

Tara considers her lover for a moment, before a small smile crosses her face. Handing the book back to her, without opening it, Tara nods towards it. �Open it and look again, love.�

Faith furrows her brows looking at Tara, but does what she asks looking at the book Faith lightly runs her fingers over the writing. When she still can�t make it out, Faith glances up to Tara before she releases a quiet breath when she feels Tara connect with her, not unlike when she was healing her. Looking intently into her lover�s eyes, Faith leans in and places a gentle kiss on her lips before turning back to the book, inhaling sharply as she now understands what it says. �What the fuck?� Faith hisses quietly, her eyes jerking back to Tara�s.

�When you mentioned that you could almost read it, it triggered something in my memory. My mother had once said that when I found my true love, that I could share all that I am with that person. I figured she was talking figuratively, not literally.� Tara grins crookedly at Faith. �I guess I figured wrong. Let me break our connection, and see if you can still read it, love.� Tara breaks the connection, frowning when she still feels a strong tie to her lover after the break.

�You�re there, but not there.� Faith looks at Tara, her eyes searching Tara�s beautiful blue eyes. �Is that strengthening our bond, link, whatever the hell it is?� Faith questions quietly.

�Every time we connect, physically or mentally, it gets stronger.� Tara admits quietly. �Physically, it takes longer to strengthen and isn�t as noticeable, but when we connect mentally it happens at a more advanced rate.�

�So, every time you share yourself with me, it gets stronger.� Faith taps her head after saying that, before smirking. �As it does when we make love, just at a slower rate because we usually are too endorphin happy to connect on a higher level.�

Tara chuckles and places a quick kiss on Faith�s cheek. �That�s a nice way of putting it.�

�I�m tryin�.� Faith chuckles before looking back at the book, nodding her head. �I can read it.�

�Good. Put it up for now, love.� Tara runs her hand through Faith�s hair, smiling as Faith tucks the book away before leaning more against her.

�So, what�s up with the job offer?� Faith closes her eyes, relaxing as Tara keeps running her fingers through her hair.

�He offered you a part-time job helping out around the clinic with some of the more obstinate patients, and as a kind of fill-in help.� Tara explains quietly. �I think you impressed him with your handling of Max.�

�That wasn�t nothin�.� Faith chuckles. �I�ll talk at him when I take you back to the clinic. So, who�s Mister Twiggy?�

�Mister Twiggy is a sixteen foot Burmese Python that will probably be coming in right after I get back from lunch. He�s do for his annual check-up.� Tara chuckles as she sees Faith sneer her nose slightly.

�Sixteen foot snake?� Faith opens her eyes and looks at Tara incredulously. �Damn thing�s probably big enough to eat me.�

�Not quite, but it does eat small mammals.� Tara admits quietly. �I think the owner usually feeds it rabbits.� Tara shrugs, sighing softly. �He said something about buying them in bulk frozen, and thawing them out to feed to the snake.�

�How heavy is the damn thing?� Faith questions, her curiosity peaked before turning her gaze on their waitress, smirking as the woman quickly slides their food in front of them before trotting away. �Was I that bad?�

�You were a little� brusque.� Tara murmurs softly as she places her napkin in her lap and pours the ranch dressing on her salad.

�I thought she was flirtin� with ya�.� Faith admits as she picks up one of her sandwiches, taking a hefty bite.

�And Slayer doesn�t like Mistress being flirted with?� Tara questions, a smirk on her face.

�Not by other people.� Faith growls playfully. �Slayer�s the only person allowed to flirt with Mistress.� Faith nips playfully at Tara�s neck, smiling as Tara giggles. �I�m just kidding, babe. I just thought she was getting a little close to ya� and didn�t like it.� Faith finally admits, being serious. �I�ll be nice to her when she comes back.�

�That would be good, love.� Tara smiles gently at Faith before working her way through her salad.

Quickly finishing her first sandwich, Faith grabs her second. �How heavy�s the snake?�

�Hmmm. I think he was around 80 or 90 pounds last year.� Tara frowns as she thinks about the snake. �It�s not so much the weight, as the weight and length. Makes him hard to handle. At least his owner works with him every day keeping him tame so he isn�t violent. He�s actually one of the more docile snakes we have that come in.�

�Weird. But I�ll help.� Faith mutters as she goes back to eating her sandwich.

Tara smiles into her glass of soda at her lover�s words, taking a quick sip before finishing her salad as the waitress comes back to re-fill their glasses.

Faith looks up and smiles apologetically at the woman. �Thanks.�

The waitress allows a small smile to cross her face, accepting the unspoken apology. �Is there anything else I can get for you?�

�I�m fine.� Tara shakes her head as she leans back, running her hand over Faith�s back while sipping her drink.

�Nah, I guess we�re good. If ya� wanna bring the check.� Faith unconsciously leans closer to Tara while eating the rest of her fries.

�Here you go.� The waitress pulls the check out of her apron, placing it on the table. �You two have a wonderful day.�

�We will thank you.� Tara answers smiling at the woman as she nods and walks away. Tara glances at her watch, sighing quietly before pressing her body firmly against Faith�s side and leaning her head against the slayer�s strong shoulder. �We need to be heading back in a few minutes.�

�Yeah, but I�ll come and walk ya� back home later, if ya� want.� Faith chuckles quietly as she feels an adventurous hand wiggling its way under her shirt to stroke softly over her stomach.

�I definitely won�t say no.� Tara turns her head and nips gently on Faith�s shoulder while arching her fingers to dig gently into Faith�s stomach before pulling her hand away. �Let�s go, love.�

�Tease.� Faith grumbles as she pulls money out of her pocket as she looks at the check and throwing some bills on the table before grabbing the book bag in one hand and wrapping her other arm around Tara�s waist as they leave the diner.

�Am not.� Tara smirks as she tucks her hand in Faith�s back pocket, wiggling her fingers teasingly. �I will always follow through with what I start.�

�Yeah, yeah.� Faith smacks Tara on the butt. �It just might be hours later when ya� do, though!�

�I didn�t say when I would follow through.� Tara chuckles and pulls her hand out of the slayer�s pocket to stroke over the slayer�s warm skin. �I love your tank tops.� Tara whispers in Faith�s ear as they walk down the side walk. �They�re too short to tuck into your jeans and they ride up, tempting me to play with your hot�� Tara nips on Faith�s ear before continuing. �Delectable skin.� Tara smirks as she hears the low groan coming from Faith.

�You keep that up and I�m gonna pounce on you as soon as we get in the apartment.� Faith warns seriously.

�I�m looking forward to it.� Tara raises an eyebrow daringly at her lover as she releases her to open the door to the clinic, walking in with Faith following close behind. �Is Mister Twiggy here yet?� Tara questions Sandra as she walks back towards the back room.

�No. They just finished with the last one we had. We�re all caught up and I think Dr. Roberts is in his office working on some paperwork. The rest of the crew are being themselves.� Sandra answers as she faxes some paperwork to another vet�s office.

�Babe, can you show me where the Doc�s office is at?� Faith questions softly as she follows Tara.

�Of course. You going to talk to him?� Tara smiles as she leads the way back to Dr. Roberts office.

�Yeah. I�ll talk over a few things with him, and see what�s the what.� Faith smirks at Tara.

�Behave.� Tara admonishes, before chuckling at her lover. �As much as you know how.�

�You know me.� Faith shrugs, handing the book bag to Tara. �I�ll get that from ya� later, babe.�

�I love you.� Tara whispers placing a quick kiss on Faith�s lips before winking and walking to the next room to prepare for the rest of the patients due in.

Faith takes a deep breath before knocking lightly on the veterinarian�s office door.

�Come in.� Doctor Roberts calls out as he types out his notes in the computer, glancing up as Faith walks in. �Sit down.� He waves to a chair as he finishes typing before leaning back in his chair, clasping his fingers and settling them on his stomach, smiling at the young woman. �So, did Tara tell you about the job offer?�

�Yeah, she did.� Faith grins briefly, before it turns into a frown. �But I gotta tell ya� I don�t think you know what you�re getting into by offerin� me a job.� Faith shakes her head, smirking. �And I ain�t gonna chance it reflectin� bad on Tara.�

Dr. Roberts blinks his eyes in surprise at the young woman before tilting his head towards her. �Okay, tell me what I�m getting into by offering you a job.�

Faith sighs as she stands, pacing back and forth in the small office. �I�m rude, crude, obnoxious, and can be a downright bitch. I�ve pretty much been a loner all my life, and I�ve been told by numerous people I don�t work well with others. And I know I don�t, Tare�s the exception to the rule.� Faith looks at the Doctor. �And I ain�t gonna get Tare fired by being myself.�

Dr. Roberts considers the woman for a few minutes as she finally flops back down in the chair almost sullenly. �Okay, first off, I won�t blame Tara for anything you do or say. You are two different people, even if you are living together and getting kinky.� Dr. Roberts chuckles as Faith�s head jerks up in surprise. �Sorry, I had to say it. Tara�s always been quiet and kept pretty much to herself, doing her job. I figured she liked women not too terribly long after she came here. But she never discussed her personal life and�� Dr. Roberts hesitates for a minute trying to think of the best way to say what he has to say.

�I�m a simple, straight shooting type girl, doc. Just say it.� Faith growls finally.

�Okay. You two are like total polar opposites. And I honestly don�t mean it in a bad way. But with the little bit you�ve said and done around here, I never would have thought Tara would hook up with someone like you. I would have thought she would have gotten with someone quieter and less flamboyant.� Dr. Roberts explains, chuckling as Faith grins ear to ear at him.

�You couldn�t be more shocked than I was, Doc.� Faith admits, chuckling. �But I gotta tell ya�, if you want me to work here, there�s a damn good chance I�ll be sneaking in a kiss and grope whenever I can. Though I�m sure that Tare will occasionally try and curb my wilder tendencies.� Faith wiggles her eyebrows.

�I somehow doubt that.� Dr. Roberts shakes his head, laughing quietly. �I have a feeling she�ll probably be sneaking around as much as you will be.�

Faith laughs and nods her head. �You may be right. You still wantin� to hire me?�

�Yes. I think it�ll be interesting, if nothing else. Come in with Tara tomorrow.� Dr. Roberts chuckles quietly and offers his hand to Faith. �Now, go find Tara while it�s still quiet and have her show you the supply closet.� He waves her off as he turns back to the computer.

�Supply closet?� Faith questions quietly as she walks out of the office turning to walk towards the area Tara had went. Standing in the doorway as she watches Tara sit at one of the desks typing into one of the computers that seems to be in every room in the clinic. �Hey, babe.� Faith finally whispers as she walks into the room, ignoring Mike and Julie as she crouches beside Tara, resting a hand on her knee. �Doc told me to tell you that you have to show me the supply closet.� Faith whispers in Tara�s ear, smirking as Tara blushes lightly. �And we�d better hurry while it�s still quiet.�

�I�m sure he didn�t say that!� Tara moans quietly as Faith nuzzles against her ear.

�Actually he did.� Faith urges Tara up. �Come on, show me.�

�Goddess.� Tara whispers as she quickly strides out of the room, walking back to the back of the clinic and opening a door, allowing Faith to precede her in before closing it quickly and wrapping Faith in her arms, kissing her hungrily.

�Oh, yeah.� Faith growls, pushing Tara gently against the door while rubbing her body tantalizingly over Tara�s. �How long do we have?� Faith questions hoarsely as she runs her hands over Tara�s body, cupping her lover�s breasts and rubbing her thumbs firmly over the hard nipples.

�Not long enough.� Tara whimpers, arching into Faith�s hands. �You drive me crazy, you know that?� Tara wraps her hands in Faith�s hair before nipping playfully at Faith�s full bottom lip.

Faith moves her hands around, to cup Tara�s ass as she presses her lower body in tightly against Tara. �Well, you do the same thing to me, so I guess that�s fair.� Faith whispers as she places kisses along Tara�s neck, working her way towards Tara�s ear, smirking.

�Uh, uh.� Tara pulls the slayer away from her ear as she�s about ready to attack. �So not going to go there.�

Faith growls quietly, attacking Tara�s lips instead. Groaning as someone knocks on the door, Faith chuckles as Tara whimpers. �Yeah?�

�Mr. Twiggy is here in exam room two.� Julie smirks before continuing. �And Dr. Roberts said for you two to stop making out and get to work!�

�Oh, Goddess!�   Tara drops her head onto Faith�s shaking shoulders, smacking her lover on the ass. �Stop laughing at me.�

�Doc was the one that told us to come in here!� Faith calls out to a laughing Julie. �Come on, babe. Let me see that monstrosity, help ya� out with it and then I�ll head home.�

�I love you.� Tara places a quick hard kiss on Faith�s mouth before opening the door.

�Love you, too.� Faith follows Tara, gently running a hand down the side of her lover for a moment before sighing and pulling her hand back to her body, trying to behave.

�We�ll continue this later, love.� Tara winks before she heads into the exam room.

�Better believe it.� Faith growls quietly, smirking.
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