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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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�Wake up, babe. Doc�s here� Faith whispers softly, gently shaking Tara�s shoulder, smiling softly as her lover just mumbles and wiggles closer. �Tara, babe. Your boss is here.� Faith tries again, patting Tara gently on the thigh.

�So.� Tara grumbles against Faith�s neck, squeezing her lover�s neck tightly with the arm looped around it, slowly coming to realize she has her hand buried in Faith�s shirt, clasping the slayer�s breast tightly. �Huh. When did I do that?� Tara questions, squeezing and smirking as Faith moans quietly.

�A couple hours ago.� Faith answers, growling quietly as Tara starts to pinch and play with her nipple. �Unless you want to have the Doc finding us in a very intimate position, you better stop that.� Faith warns seriously.

�You think so, huh?� Tara bites her bottom lip, pinching and twisting her lover�s nipple, before squealing as Faith�s hand slides between her legs, pressing intimately against her.

�Now, what do you think?� Faith growls into Tara�s ear, trailing her fingers up and down the seam of Tara�s scrubs. �You do look awful sexy in these scrubs, why don�t you wear them every day while you�re working?�

�Most of the time, we don�t really need to, so I just stay in my regular clothes.� Tara murmurs, groaning quietly as Faith slides her hand away and gently tugs on her arm to urge Tara to release her. Pouting, Tara slides her hand out from under Faith�s shirt just before the Doctor pops his head into the room.

�Stop with the hot and heavy�s. Bear seems to be doing extremely well.� Doc Roberts grins at the sight of Tara curled up in Faith�s lap. �Please tell me you two didn�t stay like that all night.�

�Well, first off, no hot and heavy�s.� Faith admits, chuckling as Tara blushes lightly and buries her face in her neck. �The dog did well throughout the night, I think Tare gave him a shot for pain around midnight, one o�clock?� Faith turns to look questioningly at her lover.

�Right at then. He�s been resting comfortably since then.� Tara presses her lips quickly to Faith�s neck, before easing from her lover�s lap. Stretching to get the kinks out of her back from sleeping in the odd angle. �And pretty much we were like that the majority of the night.� Tara grins crookedly.

�Well, get your stuff together and go home. We�ll see you two tomorrow afternoon.� He winks at the two women, grinning before heading towards the coffee pot to make a fresh pot.

�Did I put your legs to sleep, love?� Tara questions softly, running a hand gently over Faith�s legs as her lover stretches them out in front of her.

�No. Just a little stiff.� Faith bites her lip as Tara�s hands start to knead and rub her legs. �Babe, that�s makin� somethin� else stiff.� Faith sends mentally, smirking as Tara whimpers quietly.

�Let�s go home.� Tara narrows her gaze on her smirking lover, smacking her gently on the leg. Turning back to the sandwiches, Tara frowns at the waste, before throwing them in the trash. �If you need me��

�Go home, Tara. Get some actual sleep in an actual bed.� He chuckles as Tara rolls her eyes. �Thanks for keeping an eye on him. I�ll call the owners and let them know that he�s going to make it.�

�Thank you.� Tara smiles at the vet even as Faith gathers their items, tucking them away in the backpack and urges her out of the room.

�See ya� at the apartment tomorrow, Doc.� Faith calls over her shoulder as she gently pushes Tara.

�See you two tomorrow. Have a nice day off.� Doctor Roberts chuckles as he hears a quietly squealed �Faith� come from Tara as the two women quickly leave the clinic. �Hope you get some sleep.� Doc shakes his head, chuckling at the thought as he pours himself a cup of coffee, preparing to get some paperwork done since he came in early.

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�Go shower, babe.� Faith orders softly, urging her tired lover towards the bathroom. Dropping the backpack on the counter, Faith heads for the refrigerator, pulling out eggs, butter, cheese, milk and sausage links. Quickly pulling out bowls and skillets, Faith places the links in a skillet to start browning before she scrambles the eggs, pouring them into a skillet before tossing in some of the cheese like she�d seen Tara do. Smiling at the sound of the shower being turned on, Faith throws four slices of bread into their toaster.

Tara groans as the hot water pounds into her tired body. Knowing if she�s this achy and tired, Faith has to be doubly so with having her curled up on her most of the night. Rolling her neck around, Tara finally shampoos her hair and washes her body. Sighing as she turns off the water as she thinks about her mother. Knowing she�ll never really know the reason why she did the things she did, she can make guesses, but ultimately only her mama knew why she did things the way she did. Finishing drying her body, Tara half-heartedly runs a towel over her hair, before tossing it in the hamper, brushing her teeth quickly before grabbing her hair brush and running it through the damp strands as she walks out of the bathroom, smiling softly at the sight of Faith piling up two plates with food.

�Hmm. Breakfast au natural.� Faith grins at the sight of Tara leaning in the bathroom doorway without any clothes on. Placing the plates on the kitchen table, Faith tilts her head as Tara just leans there. �Are you going to come eat, babe? You didn�t have much of the sandwiches.�

Tilting her head against the frame, Tara grins crookedly at her lover. Chuckling as Faith strides towards her.

�You need to eat. And If I must, I�ll be more than happy to pick you up and carry you to the food.� Faith quickly sweeps her lover into her arms, smirking as Tara giggles quietly.

�You�re a goof. But you�re my goof.� Tara mumbles against Faith�s neck, nipping softly on her lover�s neck.

�Stop that. You�re going to get some sleep this morning. We can wake up and play this afternoon, if you want.� Faith gently squeezes Tara in her arms before settling her lover on a chair.

�Need to go to the store and pick up stuff for tomorrow. I�d like to possibly bake some snacks today, since I have the day off instead of spending all morning tomorrow making everything.� Tara sighs quietly, looking down at the plate, a large smile coming across her face at the sight of the food. �I think you�ve lost your mind, honey.�

�What?� Faith smirks at Tara�s plate, having used a slice of toast, made a mouth with the eggs with pieces of sausage making up the eyes and nose. Sliding the other plate with her lover�s food on it towards her, Faith chuckles.

Tara leans across the table and kisses Faith softly. �Thank you.�

Faith smiles softly at her lover. �Eat, babe. Then you�re going to bed.�

�So are you.� Tara murmurs as she pouts at the thought of eating her lover�s creation.

�Go ahead.� Faith taps her fork on her lover�s plate, chuckling as Tara folds the toast in half and makes a little sandwich with the eggs and sausage. �I�ll clean up the dishes and take a quick shower, then join you.� Faith offers quietly as she digs into her breakfast watching Tara as she slowly eats.

�How about I clean up since you fixed the food? Then you can shower and we can go to bed together?� Tara closes her eyes at the feeling of love being directed at her from her lover.

�If you want, babe. I don�t mind doin� the dishes.� Faith quickly finishes her food while watching Tara intently as the blonde eats. Trying to imagine her lover pregnant, her belly swollen with child and that innate glow that pregnant women seem to have. Feeling her heart swell at the thought of curling up with Tara against her, her hands resting on the swell with their child kicking and hitting her hand.

Tara smiles softly, looking down at her plate as Faith�s thoughts come to her, not wanting to say anything and possibly make her lover lose her train of thought. As Faith�s thoughts seem to jump ahead, imagining their daughter, Tara bites back a laugh as Faith imagines a little blonde haired blue eyed girl wearing leather pants and a tank top.

Faith smirks as she sees her lover�s lips curl, enjoying the sight. �I think she�d be a heart breaker like that.�

�A six year old in leather pants and a tank top?� Tara laughs and shakes her head at her lover. �And you don�t think you�d be a good mother.�

�I�d love to see you pregnant.� Faith admits quietly, standing up to kneel beside Tara. �Babe, you gotta understand my life expectancy as a slayer is for shit. B�s the oldest slayer ever. I know we couldn�t help the whole mate thing, but��

�Shh.� Tara presses her finger softly to Faith�s lips. �We�ve been over this before, Faith. I want to love you to the fullest for however long we have. Whether it�s a day, a month, a year, or forever. We can�t worry about the fact that one of us might die, or we�ll be afraid to live, love.�

Faith sighs quietly, leaning her head down onto Tara�s lap, closing her eyes as Tara runs her fingers softly through her hair. �I love you, babe.�

�I know you do, Faith.� Tara smiles softly down at her lover. �And yes, you will be a wonderful parent, Faith.�

�Daddy Faith.� Faith chuckles at the thought, shifting her head to press a kiss on Tara�s leg.

�Just think about the thought of her bringing home some horn dog wanting to get in her pants� you can threaten them bodily harm.� Tara points out, grinning crookedly down at her quietly laughing lover.

�Not just threaten, pick them up and show �em I can follow through with it.� Faith nods her head. �I like that thought. We can discuss this more after I finish readin� that book. God only knows what else it says in there.�

�That�s true. You would have thought it would mention the fact that if you force the powers early, that it puts everything in fast forward and instead of having five years to become pregnant, we have one year, with the other section.� Tara sighs quietly, gently scratching her nails over her lover�s scalp.

�It ain�t right that ya� have to get pregnant like that.� Faith frowns at the thought. �I mean, if ya� have to get pregnant and carry on the elfin line, you�d think there would be more elves around.�

�That�s probably why there aren�t that many elves around, love. They haven�t found their soul mate to have a child with, and possibly didn�t even know how to continue on the line if they did.� Tara explains softly. �That�s probably the ultimate reason why it�s in my genetic code that I have to become pregnant within five years of the transfer of what I am and the powers, trying to carry on the elf bloodline.� Tara tries to explain, afraid she�s screwing up what she thinks it is. �Also, if something happens to me, you would be there to carry on and know everything.�

�Yeah, but what if somethin� happens to me?� Faith frowns heavily, hating the thought of something happening to Tara.

�Then we had better make sure that either Joyce, Buffy or someone else is there to help her. We�ll cross that bridge when we come to it, love. There�s no sense in worrying about something that hasn�t, and hopefully won�t, happen.� Tara smiles sadly, knowing Faith will still worry. �Let�s worry about the trouble with Adam, and get that taken care of first, then we�ll discuss everything else afterwards.�

Faith presses her lips to Tara�s thigh, frowning heavily. �But if we need to have your powers at full strength, you�re gonna have to activate them early, and then�� Faith growls quietly as Tara presses a finger against her lips effectively silencing her.

�If I have to activate them early to do what has to be done, then I will. If we can take care of Adam, between all of us without it, that gives us more time. Stop worrying about it, honey.� Tara slides her fingers from Faith�s lips down to her chin, urging her up. Kissing her softly and hugging her lover, she pats her on the butt. �Go take your shower.�

�Yes�m.� Faith mumbles into Tara�s neck, smiling before nipping gently at her shoulder as she stands.

Tara watches as Faith heads towards the bathroom, smiling as her lover pulls off her top before finally tearing her gaze away and gathering the dishes to wash, listening to her lover take her shower through the open bathroom door.

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Tara groans quietly as she stretches, coming to a stop as she feels a hot mouth kissing its way up her inner thigh. Lifting the covers she looks down into mischief-filled brown eyes. As Faith shifts up the slight distance to delve between her swollen lips, Tara moans quietly, tossing the covers out of the way.

�So good. Sleepy, warm and extremely tasty.� Faith mumbles as she wiggle her body more into position, shifting Tara�s legs over her shoulders, allowing her hands to stroke back down the strong legs to grasp the Wicca�s hips, lifting her to her eager mouth.

�Sweet, Goddess.� Tara cries out softly, burying her hands in Faith�s dark hair even as her hips start to circle and grind against the glorious feeling of Faith�s tongue alternately stroking within and over her. The slayer slowly building her desire with her tender loving. Squeezing Faith�s head between her thighs as the slayer latches onto her clit and sucks steadily, tipping her over the edge.

Faith continues to lap lovingly over Tara�s body, suckling gently on one outer lip before moving to the other one, finally easing her way up her lover�s body, as Tara tugs gently on her hair. �Trust me?� Faith questions softly, keeping her body above Tara�s.

�Always and completely.� Tara answers immediately, looking into loving brown eyes.

�If you don�t like, I�ll stop.� Faith whispers against Tara�s lips as she kisses her lover gently, shifting her body slightly to hold herself up on her knees and one hand. Gently guiding the smaller sized dildo to Tara�s entrance before moving her hand. Looking intently into blue eyes showing dawning understanding, Faith gently eases into her lover�s body at Tara�s nod.

Tara moans quietly as Faith slides in her, clenching on the dildo, realizing Faith�s using the smallest one they picked up, just slightly bigger around than one of Faith�s fingers. �Why this one?� Tara questions hoarsely as Faith slowly eases out to slide back in.

�Want to take things slow and easy. I know this isn�t somethin� you�ve done.� Faith admits quietly, groaning as Tara wraps her legs around her waist.

�Faith, honey, you�ve had three fingers inside me� this isn�t much bigger than one�� Tara arches and groans quietly as Faith slowly builds up the movement of her hips as she shifts and grinds, causing the dildo to hit different spots within Tara.

�I know.� Faith whispers, watching the different emotions crossing Tara�s face. �I actually bought it for starter anal play.� Faith admits, rolling her hips.

Tara feels her body clench at the slayer�s words. Bucking her hips strongly against Faith, she urges her to a faster stroke. �For me, or you?� Tara hoarsely questions, arching as Faith shifts, holding her hips up while having the dildo come up at a different angle, crying out quietly as she hits her sweet spot time after time. Screaming the slayer�s name after a few minutes as Faith�s hips seem to piston in and out of her bringing her to completion quickly.

Faith pants heavily, holding Tara tightly as she lays the witch back down on the bed. Gently easing from within her, Faith lays down on top of her and presses a firm kiss to her lover�s left breast. �Sort of both.� Faith finally answers a little while later. �For me to possibly use on you, when you are comfortable with the idea, and for you to use on me, if you were afraid to use one of the bigger ones.�

Tara strokes her hands through Faith�s sweaty hair as she tries to get control of her ragged breathing. �What are you comfortable with, size wise, love?�

Faith chuckles quietly. Grasping one of Tara�s hands to pull down and press kisses over her fingers, she shifts to the side of her lover, and presses Tara�s middle and index finger against her lover�s lips. �This is the most that�s ever been there before.� Seeing the surprise and shock on Tara�s face, Faith lifts Tara�s fingers to her mouth to nip gently on the tips. �I never trusted someone to do that, Tare. And that takes a serious degree of trust for someone not to force or cause pain. I only ever took my pleasure before. No one was ever given the chance for anything more.�

Tara hugs Faith after her lover releases her hand. �I didn�t realize� I guess I just assumed that you had since you were so willing and eager to do that.�

�I was and am willing and eager� with you.� Faith qualifies, brushing her face gently against the side of Tara�s breast before settling against her lover. Allowing her hand to stroke gently over Tara�s body as she listens to Tara�s thoughts. �I trust you with everything that I am, Tare. If you said you wanted to get the biggest one in our collection and use it on me, I would let you.�

�Goddess.� Tara murmurs, shivering slightly at the thought. �Honey, even if you begged me to use that on you like that, I�m not sure I could.�

Faith chuckles and laughs quietly. �Thank you. I�m not sure I�d want that monster in that particular orifice, either.�

Tara slowly shifts on her side so that she�s facing her lover. Running her hand down Faith�s side and hip before letting her fingers trail back up and over the harness her lover is wearing. �Maybe the first couple forays into me using this, you could be in charge.� Tara looks up from watching her finger run over the harness.

�Anythin� that will make you comfortable.� Faith offers, smiling gently at Tara. �You have to trust your instincts to a certain degree, babe. And one thing you have to remember, is, is that I�m the slayer. I can take a lot more pain than normal people, and if I�m hurt, I�ll heal in record time.�

�Don�t want to hurt you, though.� Tara murmurs, playing with one of the buckles, working it loose. �Not seriously hurt you. And this has the possibility of doing that.�

Faith gently lifts Tara�s chin so her lover will look her in the eyes. �You won�t hurt me, Tara. I know you won�t. Trust yourself, babe.�

Tara sees and feels the absolute love and trust coming from Faith. Smiling gently at her lover, Tara lifts her hand to cup Faith�s cheek. Leaning in, Tara kisses Faith gently yet deeply. Slowly easing away, she chuckles quietly as Faith�s stomach rumbles.

�Ignore the beast in my stomach. I have another beast that�s awake and begging for attention.� Faith growls quietly in Tara�s ear, before nipping gently on the flesh.

Tara whimpers loudly and bucks uncontrollably at the slayer�s words and action. �For me to get at the other beast, you need to remove something.� Tara blinks a couple times and smiles at her lover as Faith rolls onto her back and her hands make short work of the harness around her hips. Chuckling quietly as she hears the quiet thump as it lands somewhere on the floor of their bedroom.

�Can I come up?� Faith whispers as she shifts to straddle Tara�s hips, leaning down to kiss Tara gently along the jaw line.

�Get your body up here.� Tara orders huskily, shifting down in the bed slightly even as Faith climbs up. �Don�t break the headboard.� Tara warns, even as she grabs Faith�s hips and pulls her down to her waiting mouth, groaning into the slayer at the slickness she finds. Not wasting any time teasing her lover, Tara wraps her lips around her the swollen clit, suckling strongly on the muscle before scraping her nails gently down Faith�s outer thigh, before scraping them back up her inner thigh.

�Please�� Faith begs quietly even as her hips rock gently in response to Tara�s mouth and tongue sucking and licking strongly over her, wanting her lover to fill the need within her.

Tara, hearing her lover�s mental thoughts, quickly slides three fingers deep in inside her, curling her middle finger to stroke over the bundle of nerves within her with each quick, hard stroke. Releasing the slayer�s clit from her mouth as Faith starts to buck uncontrollably against her, Tara brings her other hand into play, licking her fingers she quickly places two fingers against Faith�s clit and rubs in a hard circular motion.

�FUCK!� Faith cries out loudly stiffening as the orgasm starts to flow through her, her back arching as she presses her body hard into Tara�s hands, crying out Tara�s name as the Elf replaces the fingers on her clit with her mouth sucking stronger than she�s ever done before, Faith whimpers loudly as her juices flow, flooding Tara�s mouth and hand.

Tara groans deeply as captures what she can of her lover�s juices, unconsciously still stroking within her lover even as she licks at her lover�s swollen lips as Faith half collapses over her and against the wall, her body shaking uncontrollably.

�T-Tara�� Faith whimpers, not able to say anything else, not knowing if she wants Tara to continue what she�s doing to her or hold off, the pleasure so much that it was more painful than pleasurable, grunting quietly as Tara stops her hard in and out stroking to press firmly against her g-spot. Jerking internally, Faith becomes almost boneless as the next pleasurable orgasm makes her lose consciousness.

Tara half groans, half laughs as she gently works on sliding out from under the comatose slayer. �Maybe I shouldn�t have done that, no matter what you wanted.� Tara gather�s Faith in her arms, rearranging the slayer and placing her on the dry pillow, gently pulling a sheet over the woman�s body. Leaning in, Tara places a soft kiss on full, slightly open lips, smiling softly at the labored breathing coming from her lover. �I love you, my gorgeous slayer.� Tara whispers, stroking a finger down the slayer�s cheek before deciding to get a few things done around the apartment until Faith comes to.
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