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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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Faith nibbles on her bottom lip as she reads the book, making notes in a notebook she�d snagged from her lover�s stash. Tara and Joyce having left to do some grocery shopping for dinner that night along with some additional regular shopping, both women grumbling about slayer stomachs.

Faith slowly works her way through the rest of the book, stopping frequently to make notes, staring for long moments on one particular piece of information that makes her wonder. Closing her eyes she picture�s Tara�s body in her mind�s eye, slowly going over every inch mentally. Smiling as she gets sidetracked as she thinks about certain attributes of her lover�s body. Groaning as she feels the desire building, Faith grumbles internally and continues her remembrance of her lover�s body. Frowning as she vaguely remembers two lighter colored areas on her lover�s butt cheeks, not really thinking anything about it at the time she�d noticed them, Faith rubs a hand roughly over her face trying to remember if they looked like anything in particular.

Growling and giving up on those thoughts, deciding to wait and have Tara strip when she gets home, Faith makes notes on the last section of the book. Flipping the book back to the first page, Faith starts to re-read it carefully making additional notes and comments as she goes as she waits for Tara to come home.

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Tara laughs as she and Joyce put the groceries in the back of the Jeep. �How in the world did you do this every day when both Faith and Buffy lived at home with you?�

Joyce rolls her eyes and groans. �I went to the grocery store almost every day, or had Buffy or Faith run and pick stuff up. Usually Faith offered, since she�s not driving impaired.�

Tara chuckles at the comment, having heard about Buffy�s driving abilities. �I�m assuming her cooking and driving abilities are on the same lines?�

�You have no idea.� Joyce groans as they push their carts to the corral and walk back to the Jeep. �How are things working out with the whole elf angle? Rupert told me that he got in a couple books from the Council.�

Tara sighs as she climbs in the Jeep, waiting for Joyce to climb in before explaining to her everything that they know so far. �Faith is probably reading the book as we speak. Trying to find out anything else that we should know.�

Joyce stares stunned at Tara, having put the key in the ignition but never starting the vehicle as Tara explained to her about what they had learned. �What are you going to do?� Joyce finally questions softly, her mind wrapping around the thought that Tara and Faith could literally have a child, just the two women with no extra help.

�I don�t know.� Tara finally admits softly, her eyes worried. �Right now, we�re just going to wait and see if we have to activate my powers fully to be able to take out Adam. I think it would be best, that way it gives Faith some time to come to terms with being a� father, I guess.�

�Is she reacting badly to the thought?� Joyce questions, trying to wrap her mind around Faith being a parent. Shaking her head she finally starts the Jeep, checking before pulling out.

�Not really badly. More confused and worried that something�s going to happen to her. I�ve tried explaining to her that there�s no guarantees for any of us, and not just because of what living here on the Hellmouth means. I told her anyone anywhere doesn�t know what tomorrow brings.� Tara runs her hands through her hair, her eyes troubled as she watches the businesses pass by. �I honestly don�t know if she�s more worried about leaving me to raise our child alone, or being a role model if it comes to that. She doesn�t think she�s good enough, or deserves to be a parent.� Tara finally whispers, feeling the tears coming to her eyes, before groaning quietly. �Ah, hell.� Sending Faith a mental sorry as she realizes that her lover was able to hear her thoughts, not realizing they reached this far, Tara wipes the tears from her face. Smiling softly as Faith whispers a soft I love you to her mentally.

�What?� Joyce looks worriedly at Tara as they wait at the red light.

�The connection obviously works from this far away.� Tara smiles tremulously.

�I know you mentioned the connection, but can you actually talk to each other or is it a picture kind of thing?� Joyce questions curiously.

�Both.� Tara purses her lips as her eyes twinkle merrily at some of the thoughts she�s sent to Faith in the past and some that Faith has sent her way at embarrassing moments.

Joyce glances quickly at Tara, chuckling at the look on the blonde�s face. �Obviously you�ve both made use of the picture part, I take it?�

�You have no idea.� Tara chuckles, turning slightly to face Joyce a little more.

�Knowing Faith, I might.� Joyce grins as Tara laughs, glad to hear the woman obviously letting some of the tension go. �What�s Faith thinking about now?�

�You really don�t want to know.� Tara smirks at Joyce, trying to keep the thoughts of what Faith was wanting to do to her when she gets home out of her mind. �I�ll put it this way, if Faith has her way we may not show up for dinner tonight.�

�And miss the fact that I invited Julie over to the house for dinner?� Joyce laughs out loud as Tara stares at her in surprise and shock. �Yes, I did. Buffy doesn�t know, I asked Julie after Buffy ran to get more ice. I�m surprised Faith didn�t listen in.�

�She was trying to behave, though it was driving her crazy wondering about you and Doc Roberts.� Tara wiggles her eyebrows at Joyce.

Joyce blushes lightly and bites her bottom lip. �He�s a very nice man.�

�Yes, he is.� Tara�s lip quirks up in a half smile as Joyce blushes even darker. �Soooo� when are you two going out?�

Joyce groans quietly and runs a finger over her forehead. �Friday night he�s taking me out to dinner.�

�Ohhh, boy. I feel some serious ribbing coming your way.� Tara laughs as Joyce whimpers. �Just think about it. Buffy�s going to probably go completely nuts about your dating, Faith is going to ride this for all it�s worth. Probably on both sides of the coin.� Tara mumbles, realizing Faith will probably pick on the Doc, also. Though knowing her lover, she may threaten Doctor Roberts. Chuckling at the thought, she smiles as they pull up outside the apartment complex.

�Great. I didn�t even think about that.� Joyce mumbles as she steps out of the Jeep, helping Tara gather her groceries to take into the apartment building. Chuckling as Faith strides towards them. �Did you tell her we were here?�

�Don�t need to.� Tara shakes her head as Faith stops and nips playfully at her bottom lip.

�I�m becoming more comfortable with the idea.� Faith admits softly. �We probably should talk some more about it.� Faith strokes a finger gently down Tara�s cheek before changing the subject. �Anymore of ours in the Jeep?�

�The last three bags on the right side.� Tara smiles as Faith hurries to the Jeep and grabs the bags. Shaking her head at her lover, realizing Faith is about ready to burst with some kind of information, but keeping her thoughts somewhat partially blocked.

�We�ll talk about what I found out in a little while.� Faith gently bumps into Tara, urging her lover to the apartment building where Joyce is waiting.

�You read the whole book?� Tara questions hurrying beside Faith.

�Yes, babe.� Faith smiles gently at her lover. �Mrs. S, is it okay if we forgo dinner tonight?� Faith looks at Buffy�s mom, blinking as Joyce chuckles and shakes her head.

�You want to miss Buffy squirming when she realizes I invited Julie to the house for dinner?� Joyce�s eyes light up at the thought.

�You didn�t!� Faith laughs and looks at Tara as they make their way to the elevator. �I don�t think I could keep from pickin� on her. And that might be a bit much, what do you think?�

�It might be best to give them a chance to get to know each other without us interfering.� Tara admits, looking at Joyce. �I think we would make Buffy a complete basket case if we were there. She�ll probably be bad enough with you inviting Julie without telling her.�

Faith snorts, then apologizes. �You didn�t tell her?� Laughing loudly, Faith follows the two women out of the elevator. �Mrs. S, your ass is gonna be grass!!�

�I�m blaming you two.� Joyce smirks at the two young women, her eyes twinkling. �You�ve been a bad influence on me. Let alone the things you�ve done and said to poor Buffy!�

Faith smirks as she pushes the door open. �Tara�s been the worse.�

�Have not.� Tara laughs as she starts putting away the cold items. �Well, maybe.�

�Who was the one teasing Buffy with saying we�d had sex in all the different places around the apartment?� Faith chuckles as Tara shrugs at her.

�She�s so easy to tease, I couldn�t resist. But who was the one that was standing there naked to let her in our apartment?� Tara wiggles her eyebrows as she finishes putting items in the refrigerator.

�No wonder she always comes home a basket case after being around you two.� Joyce laughs as Faith and Tara continue to pick on each other. �I should probably go. Are you two sure you don�t want to come over for dinner tonight?�

�No, we�ll let you have the family time thing tonight. Let B know me and Tare will take care of patrol so she don�t have to worry about it. We need to talk anyway.� Faith finishes putting the meat Tara had bought in the freezer.

�Thanks for the ride to the grocery store.� Tara smiles as she walks Joyce to the door. �Makes it easier.�

�Anytime, Tara. Whenever you need a ride, or to borrow the Jeep, just call. You two have a good day and be careful tonight.� Joyce gently clasps Tara�s shoulder and smiles at the younger woman.

�We will. You have a good night. Be sure to let us know what happens.� Tara smiles as Joyce chuckles wickedly as she walks down the hallway towards the elevator.

Faith finishes placing the staples in the pantry and cabinets before folding the bags and putting them away. �Well, we�re stocked up for a couple days.�

�If that.� Tara smiles as she locks the door and walks towards her lover. �Are you going to release that partial wall thing you have going on? And when did you figure out how to do that?�

�Thought I would try it, instead of using the full wall. I just wanted certain things that I learned to stay with me for now, until I find out for sure.� Faith smiles softly at her lover. �I need you to strip, I think I remember something on your body and wanted to double check it.�

Tara looks down at her body and quirks an eyebrow as she looks at her lover. �Something on my body? Nothing that most women don�t have. I mean I don�t have any tattoos or piercings anywhere.� Tara grins crookedly at her lover, a gleam of mischief coming into her eyes. �Though I�m sure someone might be able to talk me into one or the other.�

�Hmm� I like that idea.� Faith smirks at the thought of getting Tara�s nipples and belly button pieced, not worried so much about tattooing the beautiful pale skin. Enjoying marking the pale flesh with her own mouth instead.

�We�ll discuss it.� Tara chuckles as Faith�s thoughts flitter through her brain. �Why do I have to strip?�

�I need to look at your body.� Faith waves her finger and looks pointedly at her clothes.

�I think this is just your way of making me strip so you can play.� Tara finally gives in and leans down to untie her tennis shoes, straightening up and toeing them off as she unbuttons her shirt.

�Oh, you would know if I wanted to play.� Faith growls playfully as she reaches out to stroke a finger over the flesh pushed up by the bra. Shaking her head, Faith eases back from Tara, loving to touch the blonde, but wanting to see if she�s right before getting sidetracked.

�What are you looking for?� Tara unhooks her bra, sliding it off watching Faith look at her body intently.

�Birthmarks.� Faith slowly works her way around Tara, not seeing anything.

�Birthmarks?� Tara shakes her head and laughs quietly. �I don�t think I have any, honey.�

�Still looking. Birthmarks aren�t always real noticeable, ya� know.� Faith points out as she tugs on Tara�s jeans. �Off!�

�Bossy assed slayer.� Tara grumbles playfully before unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans, sliding them down, smirking as she hears the quiet groan coming from Faith. �You bought them.�

�Hell yeah, I did. And I did a damn good job of picking them out. But you�re the one that makes them look absolutely wonderful.� Faith shakes her head at the sight of her lover in the skimpy underwear. Trailing a finger along the edge of waist band, Faith smirks as Tara�s stomach flinches and contracts. Helping her lover, Faith slips her fingers under the strip of cloth and gently slides it down Tara�s legs, placing a kiss on Tara�s stomach as she kneels in front of her lover.

Tara groans quietly and threads her hands through Faith�s hair as her lover teases her by dragging her fingers slowly back up her legs. �Faith!� Tara warns softly.

�I�m still looking.� Faith smirks as she finally drags her face away from her lover�s body, having been enjoying the smell of arousal coming from Tara, silently debating on making love to Tara now, or wait.

�If you�re going to be teasing me, I�d rather you do this while I�m lying down so I don�t collapse from lack of oxygen.� Tara growls, tugging Faith�s hair as her lover is close enough to her that her hair keeps brushing tantalizingly against her thighs even as Faith�s weapon roughened fingers run across her flesh.

�That can be arranged.� Faith scoops Tara up in her arms as she stands, carrying her lover to the bedroom, gently laying her on the bed. Stopping as Tara looks at her.

�Clothes.� Tara looks into smiling brown eyes. �You can look, but there will be more than looking when you�re done.�

�Like the sounds of that.� Faith chuckles and quickly strips her clothes off and kneels on the bed, placing a quick kiss on Tara�s lips, before starting at Tara�s toes and carefully looking over her lover�s body.

Tara props her body up on her elbows and watches Faith as she looks over her body. �So, I understand you�re looking for birthmarks, but why is it so important?�

Faith chews on her bottom lip, trying to keep her thoughts from leaking to her lover. Sighing quietly as Tara silently begs her just to tell her what she�d found.

�Please, Faith.� Tara finally speaks out loud, seeing Faith hesitate and her fingers gently grasping her calves.

�But if you don�t have the birthmarks, it�s a moot point.� Faith looks up at her lover. �I don�t know if it would get your hopes up if I tell you only to dash �em if you do or don�t have the birthmarks. I don�t honestly know how you�ll feel.�

�Just tell me.� Tara orders softly, watching Faith.

Faith exhales loudly as she finishes looking at her lovers legs. �Do you mind if I look at your back side? I didn�t think you had anything on your front half, I�ve spent quite a few hours on it, and never noticed anything. But your backside��

Tara chuckles and rolls over, tucking the pillow under her chin. Smiling as she feels Faith press a kiss on the back of the calf of one of her legs. �Talk, love. Or just take down that wall you have.�

Faith hesitates for a few minutes, as she slowly works her way up Tara�s body, trailing her fingertips over Tara�s thighs.

Tara whimpers quietly and shifts her face to bury it in the pillow as Faiths fingers brush lightly over the backs of her thighs. As Faith�s hands clasp the tops of her thighs tightly and her lover inhales, Tara lifts and turns her head to look over her shoulder at Faith�s surprised countenance. �Faith?�

Faith looks at the paler areas on both butt cheeks. Knowing that if she hadn�t been specifically looking for them, she would have missed the two birthmarks. Trailing a finger over her lover�s left butt cheek, she smiles at the sight of what could only be an apple. �What does the apple, or apple tree mean, Tara?� Faith questions softly, already knowing the answer, but wanting Tara to say it.

�I�m assuming you�re not meaning as in the Adam and Eve portion�� Tara shakes her head and thinks for a few minutes before explaining softly. �Going back a ways, the apple is known as the �Fruit of the Gods�. It�s also a symbol of immortality and sexuality. Supposedly apples and apple cider have aphrodisiac qualities, but I�m not so sure about that. Kind of like oysters and green M & M�s.� Tara chuckles before shrugging her shoulders as she shifts her head back to rest on the pillow. �I believe in Norse myth, apples were also considered responsible for immortality, and keeping the Gods young. Something about the golden apples if my mythology is correct.�

Faith nods at the explanation, tracing the shape of the apple on her lover�s butt cheek. Shifting her hand to the shape on her lover�s right butt cheek, Faith stares at it for a few long minutes as she sifts through all the information her lover had learned from her mother. �You have an inordinate amount of information on plants, trees and herbs, Tara.�

�My mother�s doing. She said that it was part of my heritage to know the good along with the bad that plants could do. Plus with magic, I needed to know where to ground and not ground myself.� Tara shrugs. �Some trees and areas I�m more in tune with than other areas. Then there�s the natural lei lines that I can find and tap into. I can tap into the lei lines and have unlimited power at my fingertips, if I need it.�

Faith hums quietly as she trails her fingers over the other birthmark, the looks of it was harder to make out, but almost positive it�s an elm tree. �What of the elm?�

Tara blinks and sighs quietly. �The elm is supposedly the home of fairies. The wood itself is resistant to splitting and the elm is associated with the Earth Goddesses. It�s also known for stability and helpful in grounding spells.� Tara�s surprised when she feels Faith placing soft kisses over her butt cheeks before urging her to roll over. Looking up into Faith�s brown eyes as the slayer eases her body slowly down onto hers to stare at her, Tara lifts both hands to stroke her fingers over Faith�s cheeks.

�What if you were to find out that your mom hadn�t found her soul mate and actually found another elf to mate with instead? The only other way to continue her line was to mate with another female elf.� Faith presses a soft kiss to Tara�s chin before slowly continuing. �Your mother was from the Elm line of elves, Tara. Your other� mother, was from the Apple line. The only way to know is that there are birthmarks of both parents on the child of the union. Your mom didn�t die because of being rejected, or something happening to her mate. She never found her, and decided to marry your dad. I don�t know how or why, but obviously she came into contact with the other female elf and decided she wanted to have you.�

Tara stares at her lover in surprise, searching her lover�s serious brown eyes. �So, she actually did die of Leukemia?�

�Pretty sure, babe.� Faith finally drops the wall before easing her face in her lover�s neck, pressing a hot, wet kiss to the flesh, smiling as Tara�s hands stroke down her body as her lover sifts through the information that she�s learned.

Tara trails her fingers up Faiths back and gently brushes back her lover�s hair, smiling at Faith. �I think I like that better, than thinking she�d found her love and been rebuffed or something happened to her.�

Faith sighs in relief, flicking her tongue out to lick across her lover�s pulse point. �There was one thing I was wondering, that the book didn�t explain and you don�t know. But does the elfin lines mean anything, or is it like saying you�re French, English, Swedish, Scottish, or whatever?�

Tara presses a kiss to the top of Faith�s head, silently wondering the same thing. �Well, I do have an affinity for being well grounded when I�m practicing magic.�

�And you�re very stable and even tempered.� Faith offers, wiggling a little as Tara�s fingers had started to trail over her back, the nails scraping gently as her lover thinks.

�Which with you is a definite plus.� Tara jokes, her eyes twinkling merrily as she picks on her lover.

�Yeah, yeah. But you love me anyway.� Faith growls as Tara starts to dig her fingers more firmly into her back.

�I love you completely.� Tara shifts and nibbles on Faith�s ear, chuckling warmly as Faith whimpers. Trailing her tongue up the outer edge of her lover�s ear, Tara stops in shock. Pulling away, she pushes Faith�s hair away from her ear, looking at the flesh.

�What?� Faith questions hoarsely, tuning into her lover�s surprise and shock.

�Your ear�� Tara trails off and gently runs her finger over the flesh, noticing it seems to be less round and has more of a point to it. Probably not noticeable to anyone but her.

Faith unconsciously groans and closes her eyes at Tara�s touch, pressing her body more firmly into Tara�s.

Tara grins wickedly at Faith�s response. �Paybacks are going to be a bitch, but did that damn book say anything about my mate becoming an elf?�

Faith growls with desire as Tara continues to caress over her ear. Finally reaching up to distance the distracting fingers from her ear, Faith sighs in relief. �No, you know everything I know from the book. There was nothing else in there.�

Tara grins as Faith shifts and looks down at her. �Everything that I am? I wonder how well the elf and slayer are going to mix?�

�Shit!� Faith groans, shaking her head. �Tweed is gonna fucking flip.� Faith reaches up to run her fingers over her ear, barely feeling a difference in the flesh. �It�s not noticeable like yours.� Faith doesn�t know whether she�s happy at that fact, or upset. Loving Tara�s ears, the shape, the texture the taste� Growling Faith dips her head down and suckles on the lobe for a moment before nibbling gently up the flesh as Tara moans and whimpers beneath her.

�Damn!� Tara releases her grip on Faith�s ass from where her hands had migrated as Faith started to attack her ear.

�Don�t wanna get it.� Faith mumbles into Tara�s neck as the phone rings in the background.

�It might be important.� Tara points out unnecessarily.

�Fuck!� Faith growls and eases from her lover to answer the ringing phone.
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