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Echoes of Faith	By : hfreak Category: BtVS Crossovers > Misc - FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 2843 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 3
- 4
- 5
Fandom: BtVS/Dollhouse

Title: Echoes of Faith

Chapter 4: Well, it *is* a Fantasy

Characters/Pairing: Buffy/�Faith�,
Echo

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Explicit femslash. Also,
some brief biting.

Summary: �Porn!�

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�� Buffy
found her back pressed against the inside of the door to her hotel room as it
closed. She locked the door, fumbling blindly as Faith had chosen that moment to
reclaim her lips and thoroughly distract her. They stumbled together into the
room, moving slowly and refusing to break their kiss for anything. Buffy felt
one of Faith�s hands against the small of her back, holding her closely, and
she responded by kissing back fiercely, entangling her fingers in Faith�s hair.

�� What am I doing?� Buffy thought to
herself. �This is so wrong.�
Breathing passionately through her nose, she continued kissing while her mind
and body fought each other. �But God, I can�t wait to feel that tongue�� Her
body burned with desire as Faith�s hand moved under the back of her shirt. Just
the sensation of touch, even a hand on her back, was enough to make Buffy moan
into Faith�s mouth.

�� Is this all the imprint or is there some
part of Faith that wants this too?� she continued to ponder as Faith�s
other hand started trying to push Buffy�s coat off her shoulders. �It�s probably crossed her mind, at least.�
Buffy disentangled herself slightly, still lacking the will-power to break the
kiss. Instead, she assisted Faith with the removal of her coat. �Maybe we really could make it work. I know
all this stuff about her now and � ooh. Hello, hand.� Faith�s left hand was
now under the front of Buffy�s shirt, sliding slowly over her abdomen.

�� I should probably be more involved here,�
Buffy reflected. �I can�t believe I�m
going through with this.� She grabbed Faith�s hips, trying to hold her even
more closely than before. When Faith�s legs bumped the foot of the bed, she
obligingly leaned back on to the mattress and Buffy followed. Their lips
separated at long last and Buffy moved down to Faith�s neck as they both panted
for breath. �This is definitely what I need,� Buffy decided, feeling
herself shiver as Faith gasped in pleasure. �Just gotta stick to the plan here. Do it.
Enjoy the hell out of it. Move on.�

�� Ahh, B,� Faith groaned. �This is � really great,� she
managed between breaths, �I just��

�� Hm?� Buffy stopped kissing and sat up to meet Faith�s eyes.
�What�s wrong?�

�� Nothing,�
Faith assured her quickly, sitting up against the headboard, �it�s great. I�ve
just��

�� What?�
asked Buffy gently.

�� I�ve
never done this before,� Faith admitted quietly.

�� What?�
Buffy half-laughed in reply. �Faith, that�s sweet, but we both know it�s not
true.�

�� I
meant with a chick, smartass,� Faith retorted.

�� Oh,�
Buffy responded blankly. �Wait, really?� she added. �Because you�re practically
the poster girl for bisexuality.�

�� That�s
� I don�t know, sexist or something,� Faith began in indignation, but finished
somewhat lamely.

�� I just
figured you probably � but it�s fine that you haven�t,� Buffy offered readily.
�I haven�t either. I mean, you�re the only woman I�ve ever really even been
attracted to. But I�m not really very nervous about this. Are you?�

�� Not
nervous really,� Faith told her, �I just�� she fell silent. Buffy made no
reply, waiting patiently to hear what was on Faith�s mind. �I really care about
you, B,� she said at last, barely above a whisper. �And I always screw
everything up � especially between us � and I don�t want that to happen.�

�� I can�t do this,� the thought came
unbidden to Buffy�s mind. �Oh God, I
can�t do this. If Faith�s feeling any of these things then I really need to go
and see her.�

�� Are we
even still talking about sex?� Buffy questioned somewhat dazedly.

�� I
don�t know,� said Faith. �I think we�re talkin� about
me and you. If we do this � it�s gonna mean
something, B.�

�� Yeah.�

�� And
I�m really afraid I�m gonna end up hurtin� you or something.�

�� Well of course you�re afraid,� Buffy thought,
�you�re imprinted not to hurt me.�
She sighed as this crossed her mind. �Who
am I kidding? Faith isn�t thinking any of this.� Her eyes were drawn to
Faith�s right arm. �No tattoo.� She
hadn�t even noticed it before, but now it seemed so glaringly obvious. The
imprint probably didn�t even realize she was missing anything, just like she
believed in those highlights. �This was
never Faith. I can�t believe I actually let myself buy into this stupid
fantasy. I should�ve had them make a therapist instead� God, why does this hurt
so much? This is supposed to be about getting over Faith, not figuring her out.
I just need to move on. It�s not like I�m in love with her��

�� You
okay, B?� asked Faith, concerned about Buffy�s continued silence.

�� No,�
Buffy managed feebly.

�� What
is it?� Faith held a hand up to Buffy�s face and cupped her cheek, like a lover
might do.

�� I�m in
love,� Buffy answered, voice strained and eyes welling with tears.

�� Buffy��
Faith was at a loss.

�� Oh
God,� Buffy lamented, �I didn�t even realize I felt anything this deep and now
I�m in love. I�m in love with a girl who doesn�t even want me.�

�� Hey,�
Faith nudged Buffy�s chin so their eyes locked, �I want you.�

�� No,�
Buffy countered, swallowing hard against the lump in her throat. Faith didn�t
want her.

�� I
didn�t mean anything like that,� said Faith reassuringly. �I definitely want
you. I�m not good with feelings, but I care about you a lot and I feel all this
really deep, complicated shit when we�re together. Do you really think I would�ve
come up to your room just like that if I hadn�t always wanted you?�

�� Just
stop it,� Buffy insisted, drying her eyes angrily. Faith didn�t want her.

�� I�m
just tryin� to be what you need,� Faith explained. �I
really don�t know what I�m doin� here, okay. And not
just the gay stuff,� she qualified. �I mean, I�m not exactly good at
relationships,� Faith continued. �The closest I ever came was with Paul.�

�� Who?�
asked Buffy in confusion.

�� Robin,�
said Faith.

�� You
said Paul,� Buffy informed her.

�� Did
I?�

�� Who�s
Paul?� asked Buffy, curiosity getting the better of her.

�� How
the hell should I know?� Faith replied with a shrug. �And stop tryin� to change the subject,� she added.

�� What?
Relationships?� Buffy challenged dryly.

�� Yeah,�
said Faith softly. �Isn�t that what you want?�

�� More
than anything,� Buffy answered in complete honesty. �I�m so tired of being
lonely.�

�� Then
let�s stop,� Faith suggested decisively. �I�ll work for it if you will. Just
let me be what you need.�

�� I
don�t know if I can,� Buffy answered tentatively.

�� Faith
leaned forward and pressed her lips to Buffy�s, lingering for only a moment
before pulling back.

�� Try,�
Faith requested.

�� Faith
didn�t want her�but the imprint still did.

�� Okay,�
Buffy answered, moving in to return the kiss.

�� And
B?� Faith interrupted before Buffy could close the gap.

�� Yeah?�

�� About
the sex part,� she mumbled, �you�ll tell me if I fuck up, right?�

�� Don�t
I always tell you when you fuck up?� Buffy retorted.

�� Yeah,�
Faith agreed, grinning slightly.

�� So, let�s
fuck already.�

�� Buffy
smashed her lips against Faith�s, kissing with a ferocious energy. Wet smacking
noises filled the room as their mouths opened and their tongues took over the task
of fighting out the constant tension that had always existed between them.
Buffy was past caring that it wasn�t Faith, simply craving the solace.

�� I can still enjoy this,� Buffy assured
herself. �I just have to draw the line,
that�s all.� Supporting her weight with her left hand, her right hand moved
up to cup and squeeze one of Faith�s breasts. �I can enjoy it as much as I want, just like I planned. I just have to
remember that it�s not Faith.�

�� Not-Faith�s
hands found the bottom of Buffy�s shirt and began slowly tugging it upwards.
Reluctantly, Buffy broke the kiss, allowing for the convenient removal of the
shirt. Her hand returned to Faith�s chest, prodding for the exact location of
her nipple as she tossed the shirt aside. Faith started kissing Buffy�s neck
now, licking and sucking in an alternating pattern.

�� Ahh, God,� Faith moaned as Buffy found her target and
gently rolled the nipple between her fingers and the layers of clothing. �Wishin� I hadn�t worn a bra right now,� Faith voiced
pensively.

�� I
think we can fix that,� said Buffy with a smile.

�� She sat
back slightly, allowing Faith to lean forward from the headboard as her shirt
was pulled over her head.

�� How
about that? We match,� Buffy mused. They were both wearing similar black bras,
though Faith filled hers out to an almost ridiculous degree of perfection,
causing Buffy to stare.

�� Yeah,
but unlike you, I wore black on black,� Faith pointed out. �That way no one can
see it through my white t-shirt.�

�� You
know it turned you on,� Buffy countered, forcing her gaze back upward.

�� Yeah,
it really did,� Faith admitted with a smile and leaned in for another kiss. Her
fingers trailed slowly up Buffy�s sides, eliciting shivers before moving around
to unhook her bra. Buffy followed Faith�s lead and then they began sliding the
respective shoulder straps down each other�s arms, which led to some
unfortunate tangling as they reached their hands. Eventually both bras were
tossed aside carelessly and both girls began groping for each other�s bare
breasts.

�� Ohh, God,� Buffy panted as their lips separated again.
Faith kissed her way back down Buffy�s neck again. �I love you, Faith.�

�� This is my fantasy and I�m gonna do it right,� Buffy thought to herself
decisively.

�� I love
you too,� Faith mumbled between kisses. �God, I love you so much, B.�

�� Shut
up,� Buffy ordered.

�� Suddenly,
Faith flipped their positions, leaving Buffy flat on her back with Faith
straddling her hips.

�� Fuck
you,� Faith stated boldly.

�� Promise?�
asked Buffy, eyes alight with the possibilities.

�� Their
lips met again. Buffy�s right hand snaked between them, grasping Faith�s left
breast and gently teasing the nipple with her thumb. Faith�s breathing
quickened and she pulled away from the kiss, panting heavily. She rested
against Buffy�s shoulder, occasionally groaning into the blonde girl�s ear and
increasing her arousal. After a moment, Faith leaned in, teasing Buffy�s
earlobe with the tip of her tongue. Buffy shuddered slightly as her breathing
faltered under Faith�s care.

�� God,
I�m so horny right now,� Buffy exclaimed. �I want you so much.�

�� Me
too, B.� Faith turned when she felt Buffy�s legs move and saw that Buffy was
trying to kick off her shoes with little success. �Let me,� Faith offered. She
moved back, settling onto her knees at the foot of the bed. Extending Buffy�s
right leg, she quickly removed a shoe and sock before leaning in to kiss the
newly exposed ankle. Her hands moved back and forth along Buffy�s still-covered
calf, gently massaging the tense and powerful muscles.

�� I have
another shoe, you know,� Buffy pointed out, nudging the side of Faith�s head
with her foot.

�� What�s
the,� she paused as she kissed Buffy�s ankle again, �rush?�

�� Well,
I was hoping you might want to get in my pants,� said Buffy levelly, �but if
you never take off my other shoe, it could be kind of tough.�

�� Oh,�
said Faith, �and what makes you think I wanna get in your pants?� One hand slid
beneath the leg of Buffy�s pants, still caressing her calf.

�� Well,
if you�d rather have tea and crackers�� Buffy teased.

�� Is
that what they�re callin� it now?� asked Faith.

�� God, I
hope not,� said Buffy thoughtfully. �But the point is: do you want to fuck me
or not?�

�� No,�
said Faith softly. Buffy�s eyes widened in question. �I wanna make love to
you.�

�� God,
you sound like a damn romance novel,� Buffy complained. �To hell with the
words. Me. You. Sex. Now.� Buffy pulled her leg away so that she could sit up
properly.

�� Anyone
ever mention you got a way with words?� Faith noted.

�� Oh
yeah?� Buffy grinned as their faces moved closer again.

�� You
had me at �sex�,� said Faith with a wicked grin of her own.

�� Well,
you had me at �hey, B�,� Buffy informed her.

�� If
it�s that easy then do I really need the �uffy�
part?� Faith challenged.

�� I�m a
package deal,� said Buffy with a pout. �You can�t have �B� without �uffy�. It�d be like � like taking off my shirt, but not my
pants.�

�� Again
with the pants?� Faith sighed in mock-frustration. �Damn, B, don�t you ever
think about anything besides sex?�

�� Not
when you�re around,� Buffy answered as she moved to Faith�s neck and started
kissing some more.

�� You do
make a convincing argument,� Faith noted as Buffy�s tongue dipped into the
hollow of her neck. �What else you got?�

�� Oh,�
Buffy mumbled as she kissed and licked, �just you wait.� One hand trailed
slowly up Faith�s stomach and then cupped her right breast.

�� Uhhh,� Faith groaned as Buffy pressed the nipple with her
thumb and gently rolled it in circles. Buffy�s kisses were slowly headed down
Faith�s chest now as it rose and fell with her increased anticipation. Her path
moved toward Faith�s left nipple, hoping to give each of them equal attention.
Faith let out a second, more primal groan as Buffy�s tongue traced a circle
around her areola. Her back arched in an effort to offer herself more fully to
Buffy�s tantalizing touch.

�� Let�s
make you more comfortable,� Buffy suggested, moving away as Faith moved in, maintaining
an elusive air of seduction. As she moved out of the way, she smoothed the
sheets on the bed in a clear gesture that Faith should occupy that space. Buffy
dealt with her own remaining footwear as Faith stretched out on her back and
then she proceeded to do the same for Faith. Her hands pushed slowly up Faith�s
thighs, over her black jeans.

�� Ahh, God,� Faith sighed. �So wet for you, B.�

�� What�s
my name?� Buffy asked, pressing the seam of Faith�s jeans against her pussy,
reveling in the warmth she felt there.

�� Ohhh, fuck you,� Faith muttered.

�� Fuck
who?�

�� Faith
pressed her lips together tightly.

�� B,�
she repeated emphatically.

�� Is
that right?� Buffy hooked a single finger beneath the waistband of Faith�s
jeans and dragged it slowly across her stomach.

�� Yeah,
that�s right, B,� said Faith,
deliberately stressing the nickname.

�� Well,
F,� Buffy replied, �do you want me to take off your pants?� Her finger now
traced down the seam of the jeans, applying just enough pressure to make her
presence felt.

�� You�ll
take �em off,� said Faith calmly.

�� You
think so, huh?� Buffy started kissing Faith�s stomach, just above the waistband
of her jeans. Her right hand gently caressed Faith�s outer thigh, moving back
in forth in a steady rhythm.

�� I know so,� Faith assured her.

�� And
why�s that?� Buffy prompted.

�� Because
you want to,� said Faith with confidence. �You want my pants off a lot more
than you wanna hear me say your name.�

�� Oh,
F,� said Buffy lightly, walking her middle and index fingers up Faith�s
abdomen.

�� Stop callin� me �F�,� Faith protested, �it just sounds weird
when you do it.�

�� The
thing is, F,� Buffy mumbled as her kisses moved up Faith�s body, �do you know,�
kiss, �how many,� kiss, �people,� kiss, �have underestimated me?� She was
nearing Faith�s breasts now. �And they always lose,� she stated defiantly, eyes
locked with Faith�s.

�� You
know you want me.�

�� Is
that what you�re used to?� asked Buffy. �People who want you so bad that
nothing else matters?�

�� Don�t
deny it,� said Faith smugly.

�� Oh, I
want you,� Buffy assured her, fingers now tracing patterns on Faith�s chest. �I
want you bad,� she moved up further
until her breath was hot in Faith�s ear. �I want to rip off your clothes and
fuck you �til you scream,� she whispered. �I wanna feel your warm pussy wrapped
around my fingers and hear you beg me for more.�

�� Oh,
fuck, B,� Faith panted as Buffy started nibbling at her earlobe.

�� Do you
want me to do those things to you, Faith?� Buffy purred as she moved down to
Faith�s neck. �Do you want me to lick you?� She traced Faith�s jaw line with the
tip of her tongue. �Tell me you want it.�

�� I want
you, B.�

�� Their
lips connected yet again and their tongues pressed against each other in a
battle of wills. Buffy brought her right hand to Faith�s left breast and
lightly caressed the area with the backs of her fingers. Faith tried to
suppress the shiver that ran through her body, but Buffy felt it. Grinning
against Faith�s lips, Buffy traced her index finger in a gentle circle around
Faith�s areola. A guttural groan passed from Faith�s mouth to Buffy�s as they
kissed and Buffy relished the sounds of Faith�s pleasure.

�� Faith�s
hand snaked between them, sliding downwards until Buffy felt it reach the
button on her pants. Buffy started to mumble into the kiss, but decided she
didn�t care if Faith wanted to continue. Her stomach involuntarily jumped as
Faith brushed against a ticklish spot while fumbling with the button. As Buffy
relaxed, Faith eased down her zipper, stirring a different tension that made
each of Buffy�s muscles tighten briefly in anticipation.

�� After a
few fruitless attempts to remove Buffy�s pants with one hand, Faith brought the
other hand down to assist in the task. She got the pants down to Buffy�s knees,
which were resting on the bed, preventing the complete removal. Faith tried to
caress Buffy�s legs, but their positioning didn�t facilitate much action on
that front. Their lips finally separated and Buffy shifted so that she could
kick off her pants. Once she had managed that, she settled in next to Faith�s
left side and started kissing her shoulder. Faith was panting from Buffy�s
treatment and seemed temporarily unable to form words in her delirium. Buffy�s
lips worked their way downward once again and Faith inhaled sharply as Buffy
reached her nipple. Buffy gently suckled the hardened bud.

�� Ohh, Buf � damn it,� Faith
stopped herself mid-moan.

�� Mmmm.� Even the syllable sounded smug as Buffy grinned,
causing her teeth to brush against the nipple she was sucking.

�� Faith
rolled onto her side and Buffy was forced to shift her attention to the other,
more accessible nipple. Buffy�s right hand began stroking Faith�s hair while
her left came to rest on Faith�s hip in an attempt to pull her even closer.
Faith grasped one of Buffy�s breasts and rolled the nipple back and forth under
her thumb. Buffy arched into the touch, feeling an exquisite sense of exertion
as her shoulder blades tightened and released.

�� Bold
choice,� Faith noted. Buffy�s mouth left the nipple so she could look at
Faith�s face in question. �The non-matching panties,� Faith indicated with a
nod.

�� What?�
Buffy looked down at her simple, white thong. �Damn it,� she sighed. �I don�t
know why I thought I had on the black pair.�

�� Don�t
worry about it, B,� said Faith, �it�s not like you�re gonna
have �em on for long anyway.� Faith�s hand started
moving slowly over Buffy�s flat stomach.

�� You
always say exactly what I need to hear,� Buffy answered with a grin.

�� I try
to be my best,� said Faith warmly, leaning in to kiss Buffy�s neck.

�� So
good,� Buffy exhaled breathily. She writhed under Faith�s touch as the
brunette�s hand neared the waistband of her panties. Faith�s hand slipped
beneath the article of clothing and Buffy suddenly felt self-conscious about
her pubic hair. She worried that perhaps Faith would be turned off, but then
she reminded herself that this wasn�t Faith. This was a doll, imprinted to love
everything about her.

�� Feels
nice,� Faith mumbled predictably as she continued planting kisses on Buffy�s
neck. Buffy would have taken some time to reflect on the doll�s flattery, but
she was quickly distracted as Faith�s middle finger traced up and down her
labia.

�� Uhhh,� she groaned. �F-feels nicer.�

�� Yeah?�
Faith verified. �You like what I�m doing to ya?� Her
finger continued in a tantalizingly slow up and down motion.

�� It�s
been so long,� Buffy panted. �So long � since anyone else��

�� You
get lonely, girlfriend?� asked Faith, tone trapped somewhere between
provocative and concerned. �Did you get wet when we went slaying together in
Cleveland? Come home and reach down to deal with those needs? Run those little
fingers over your clit just wishin� they were mine?�

�� Yesss,� Buffy hissed as Faith continued to tease her.

�� And
back in the day?� Faith continued. �When you were too scared to admit that
slaying got you off, did you think of me?�

�� Uhhh, God!� Buffy moaned as Faith�s middle finger slipped
inside her.

�� Tell
me,� Faith insisted. �Tell me you went home and rubbed your slit, tryin� not to think about me.�

�� Faaaith.�

�� Tell
me you never came so hard as when you thought of me.�

�� You �
wish,� Buffy managed between pants.

�� Tell
me, Buffy.�

�� Finally!�
Buffy gasped.

�� Faith
barely had time to blink before Buffy moved, pulling the brunette�s hand away.
She rolled on top of Faith and started kissing her neck. As Buffy kissed, her
hands went quickly for the button on Faith�s jeans and unbuttoned it.

�� Damn,�
Faith grunted as she realized what had happened.

�� I told
you I always win,� Buffy pointed out, her kisses moving up as her hands moved
down to the zipper.

�� You gotta tell me,� Faith persisted.

�� Did I
think about you back then?� Buffy repeated. �Did I lie about those low-fat
yogurts? Were you so damned irresistible that I had to think about you when I
touched myself?�

�� Tell
me,� Faith ordered, half-moaning and damaging the authority in her voice.

�� You
sure you want to know?� asked Buffy, sitting up and tugging at the jeans.

�� Yes,�
said Faith assertively, lifting her hips so Buffy could remove her jeans at
long last.

�� Well,�
Buffy feigned thought as she slowly pulled the jeans off of Faith�s legs and
tossed them to the ever-growing pile of clothes, �the honest truth is,� she
leaned down so she could speak into Faith�s ear, �no.�

�� No?�

�� Never
back then,� said Buffy plainly, kissing the area beneath Faith�s ear, �not in
that way.�

�� Really?�

�� Sorry.�
Buffy kissed Faith�s cheek.

�� Well,
when then?� asked Faith impatiently, barely noticing Buffy�s hand on her
stomach.

�� Mostly
while we were in Cleveland together,� Buffy admitted. �And once in Sunnydale.�

�� When
in Sunnydale?� Faith demanded.

�� It was
� when I showed you the Scythe. And then we were talking about how lonely it
was being the leader and � it just popped into my head.�

�� And?�

�� Who
says there�s an �and�?� Buffy challenged, a single finger tracing the lacy
waistband of Faith�s black panties.

�� There�s
an �and�,� Faith stated confidently.

�� I
thought about it,� Buffy confessed. �That�s definitely when I started to see
you differently.�

�� Come
on, you know what I wanna know,� Faith told her.

�� That
night � I thought about what it would be like � being with you.�

�� And by
�night� you mean you were doin� yourself, right?�

�� No,�
said Buffy flatly.

�� You�re
supposed to be turnin� me on here, B,� Faith pointed
out.

�� Oh, so
I�m not?� asked Buffy, pressing Faith�s panties against her hot skin.

�� Fuck
me,� Faith gasped.

�� We�ll
get to that,� Buffy assured her.

�� So
what do you mean you thought about being with me?�

�� I �
fantasized,� Buffy supplied. �Just, not with the touching. I mean, I was
sharing a bed with Spike; I couldn�t exactly fuck myself without him noticing.�

�� But
you wanted to?� asked Faith hopefully.

�� Hell
yes,� said Buffy immediately. �That�s why I knew I couldn�t sleep in my room
with you there. I might have � done something impulsive.�

�� Impulsive,�
said Faith slowly, �you mean like puttin� your hand
down my pants.�

�� Is
that what you want?� Buffy traced her index finger up the front of Faith�s
panties, feeling her labia imprinted against the soft material. �Are you ready
to scream my name so loud that the people downstairs blush? You wanna let this
whole hotel know who�s fucking you? Do you want me, Faith?�

�� Wore
my matching underwear and everything,� Faith quipped with a grin.

�� Oh,
fuck you.�

�� Buffy
grasped the waistband of Faith�s panties and pulled. The sensation of the
waistband pulled tight against Faith�s lower back was just shy of painful, but
the material quickly gave way to Buffy�s incredible strength and she tossed the
tattered garment away. Buffy spent a moment staring at Faith�s naked form. She
was shaved and her labia were a light pink color, making them stand out against
the pale skin around them. Faith was visibly wet and the sight excited Buffy
more than she thought it would. Buffy�s index finger traced the labia from top
to bottom and Faith moaned.

�� Come
on, B,� she pleaded as Buffy�s finger went up and down. �Want you so bad.�
Faith writhed on the bed, trying to press herself against Buffy�s finger.

�� Tell
me what you want,� Buffy instructed.

�� I want
that finger in my pussy,� Faith replied. �Now.�

�� Like
this?� Buffy slipped her finger inside, reveling in the moisture. She felt her
own face flush with excitement at this intimate touch. Faith�s inner muscles
clenched around the finger briefly, but slowly loosened their grip as Buffy
pushed in and out in a gentle back and forth motion.

�� God,
yes,� Faith groaned passionately.

�� Their
eyes locked.

�� I�m gonna make you remember this,� Buffy pledged, pressing her
thumb firmly against Faith�s clit. Feeling less confident than she sounded,
Buffy eased up slightly, afraid that too much pressure might not be as
enjoyable for Faith as it was for her. She found it difficult to maintain a
thrusting rhythm and pay attention to Faith�s clit, so she brought her other
hand into the mix, teasing Faith�s clit in gentle side-to-side motions with her
finger.

�� Harder,�
gasped Faith.

�� Harder,�
Buffy repeated. �Uh � which one harder?�

�� Inside.�

�� Right.�
Buffy increased the thrusting pace of her finger, occasionally angling it
slightly in an attempt to test the sensation of other areas. Each thrust caused
a wet suction sound that served to turn Buffy on even further. As her arm grew
tired, she pulled her finger out and laid her hand on Faith�s thigh, simply
holding her steady. Her left hand took over the work of thrusting now and she
leaned in closer. Tentatively, she pressed the tip of her tongue against
Faith�s clit.

�� Uhhh,� Faith grunted pleasurably. Gaining confidence, Buffy
tried moving her tongue up and down rapidly, lightly brushing Faith�s clit with
each stroke as she tried to replicate sensations and actions that she had
always enjoyed when they were done to her. Faith seemed to concur with Buffy�s
preferences, judging by her increased moaning. Faith�s thigh trembled beneath
Buffy�s hand and Buffy felt her own thighs clench in response.

�� Up,�
said Faith.

�� Huh?�
Buffy questioned, pressing her tongue flat against Faith�s clit.

�� Inside,�
Faith explained, inhaling sharply in response to Buffy�s tongue. �Sorta up and to the right.� Buffy tried it. �My right,�
Faith corrected. �Ohhh, that�s the spot,� Faith
encouraged when Buffy�s finger hit the mark. �Now just � ahhh,
God! Yeah, that�s good.� Buffy�s finger continued to work as she placed her
lips around Faith�s clit and gently sucked. �Damn, you learn quick,� Faith
sighed. Buffy felt a subtle increase in wetness and smiled against Faith at the
signs of her pleasure. �Now pinch my clit.�

�� What?�
Buffy�s mouth pulled back so that she could look to Faith�s face.

�� Finger
inside, thumb outside,� instructed Faith, �act like you�re tryin�
to pinch it.�

�� Are
you sure?�

�� Do
it!� Buffy began tentatively. �Harderrrr,� Faith
moaned, both legs shaking on either side of Buffy�s body. �Oh, God. Oh, Buffy!
Oh, God! Oh � ahhh fuuuck!�
There were two muted thuds as Faith�s hands the mattress and she gripped the
sheets. Buffy stared, slightly awed by the way Faith arched and writhed,
gasping incoherent syllables in an effort to articulate her pleasure. Feeling
slick, warm muscle pressing around her finger on all sides, Buffy felt as
though she was truly a part of something beautiful. Accomplishment shone in her
face as she met Faith�s eyes and observed the last flames of pleasure
flickering there.

�� I love
you,� said Buffy softly, taken aback by the joy in Faith�s eyes. Faith�s
muscles rippled around Buffy�s finger, slowly loosening along with the rest of
Faith�s body as her head sank into the pillow behind her. Buffy�s finger slowly
withdrew. Faith panted for several moments and Buffy�s gaze was drawn to Faith�s
chest as it rose and fell with each breath.

�� Love
you too,� Faith managed. Then, after a pause, �Hey, dumbass, I�m up here.�

�� Oh!�
Buffy�s eyes quickly returned to Faith�s face. �Sorry. It�s just � you know �
boobs.�

�� Boobs?�
Faith laughed. �What are you, a twelve-year-old boy?�

�� What
do you want me to say? Breasts?� Buffy questioned.

�� Yeah,
and then go put on your corset, Queen Victoria,� Faith retorted.

�� There
really is no pleasing you,� Buffy sighed.

�� Not in
that position-�

�� You just came,� said Buffy with a roll of
her eyes.

�� Damn
right, I did.� Faith stretched languidly, releasing the tension from each of
her muscles. �And did I mention holy fuck
that was good?�

�� You
look so amazing when you come,� Buffy told her. �It really turned me on.�

�� Turned
you on, huh?� Faith grinned as she stretched and placed her hands behind her
head on the pillow, the picture of ease. �Sounds like someone oughta do something about that.�

�� Maybe
someone should,� Buffy agreed with a wide grin of her own as she crawled over
Faith. Their eyes locked and Buffy felt a small tremor race up her spine in
anticipation of the promises behind Faith�s gorgeous brown eyes. She leaned in
closer, just barely allowing her lips to brush against Faith�s before pulling
back again.

�� So,
tell me,� requested Buffy, �did you ever think about me?�

�� You
know I did,� Faith stated plainly.

�� Tell
me about the first time.�

�� I
don�t remember,� said Faith with a shrug. �It feels like it�s kinda been always, you know.�

�� Always?�
asked Buffy, slightly surprised by the answer.

�� Sorta on and off, I guess,� Faith explained, �but yeah.�

�� On and
off?� Buffy shifted to lie next to Faith again, fingers gently tracing her
patterns in her lover�s stomach.

�� Yeah.
Just sometimes when I had to do it myself, I�d think about you.�

�� Even
back then?� Buffy questioned. �Even when we were enemies?�

�� You�re
fuckin� hot, B,� Faith pointed out. �Hell, even when
we were fightin� I wasn�t sure if I wanted to kill
you or fuck you.�

�� But
wouldn�t that mess with the whole dark side thing?�

�� Well,
it wasn�t like being girlfriends was part of the fantasy,� said Faith bluntly.

�� Oh.�
Buffy frowned slightly.

�� Hey,�
Faith rolled onto her side and held a hand to Buffy�s cheek, �it is now.�

�� Not Faith, not Faith, not Faith,� Buffy
reminded herself mentally.

�� I
think you�re right about us being good for each other,� Faith continued in a
soft and husky tone. �You know this isn�t just sex, right?�

�� Yes it is,� thought Buffy sadly, almost
wishing she could keep the doll.

�� I
really care about you,� Faith assured her. �And I know I�ve got history, but I
would never use you like that.�

�� God, I wish I could stop thinking long
enough to enjoy this.�

�� I
know,� Buffy half-whispered. �I know you care. And not to undermine that, but �
yeah that,� said Buffy as Faith started kissing her neck. �God, I�m so ready
for this.�

�� Oh,
I�ll get ya there, babe,� Faith pledged.

�� Babe?�
asked Buffy dryly.

�� Sweetheart?�
Faith tried, pulling away from Buffy�s neck and meeting a skeptical expression.
�Hot stuff?�

�� Buf-fy,� the Slayer articulated.

�� Does
that turn you on?� Faith asked doubtfully.

�� When you say it,� Buffy informed her. �It really
does.�

�� Buffy,�
said Faith with a grin that Buffy happily reflected.

�� Now
lower,� requested Buffy.

�� What?�

�� Your
voice. Do it all low and husky.�

�� Husky?�
Faith questioned, raising an eyebrow. Buffy simply nodded as Faith leaned in.
�Buffy Anne Summers,� Faith�s voice was low and soft in Buffy�s ear, causing
her to shiver. �You�re about to come so hard you forget that name.�

�� I
didn�t even � ooh,� she moaned slightly as Faith started nibbling her earlobe,
�I didn�t even realize you knew the Anne part.�

�� I pay
attention, B,� Faith explained, �especially to you.�

�� Any
time you want to stop being so perfect, go right ahead,� Buffy told her, only
half-joking.

�� Faith
made no reply, but resumed her kissing, starting just below Buffy�s ear and
working downward. Buffy�s moan was nearly a purr as Faith�s lips seemed to
inject pure contentment into her body. Left hand supporting her weight on the
bed, Faith�s right hand cupped Buffy�s left breast, gently stroking her flesh.
Each touch earned soft sighs from Buffy�s lips as she tried to focus herself
solely on the physical sensations. Her head lolled in pleasure as she searched
for anything that could distract her from the contrived qualities of the
imprint and her thoughts about the woman she couldn�t have.

�� Buffy�s
body tensed as Faith�s tongue pressed against her neck and licked. It was not
an overtly erotic lick, but concentrated pressure from the tip of Faith�s
tongue that caused Buffy�s entire nervous system to react in a variety of ways.
She knew exactly what Faith was doing and why she was doing it. Faith�s tongue
had just played connect the dots with two faded puncture scars on Buffy�s neck.

�� That
turns you on, doesn�t it?� Faith mumbled, kissing around the area.

�� I
don�t know,� Buffy gasped, slightly disoriented by Faith�s actions.

�� Some
things never change, huh?�

�� What?�

�� B, if
something makes you feel good, you oughta enjoy it,�
said Faith before kissing some more.

�� But
it�s,� Buffy panted as Faith�s tongue swiped across the area again, �it�s
fucking weird.�

�� Who
cares?� muttered Faith. �Just you and me.� She pulled back to speak. �Is it
weirder that you get off on this or that I do?� she challenged. �You wouldn�t
even have those marks if it wasn�t for what I did.� More kisses covered the area,
each one soft and tender. Buffy could feel a message in Faith�s actions that
intensified her pleasure, repeated with each kiss: I�m sorry.

�� Faith,�
said Buffy gently, unsure of how to respond. �Ohhh, God yes!� she added suddenly as Faith
bit her, applying a gentle, unyielding pressure. Time seemed to stand still for
a brief moment as Buffy�s body writhed, muscles tightening in an ecstatic rush
of adrenaline and passion, spurring each other on to greater heights. �Guh!� Buffy huffed when Faith finally let up. �Holy God!�

�� Name�s
Faith, baby, but I understand the mix-up,� Faith quipped.

�� Fuck �
you,� said Buffy slowly, breathing deeply.

�� We
already did that,� Faith pointed out. �It�s your turn now.� Her thumb moved
inward on Buffy�s breast, pressing down the nipple firmly. Buffy felt as if she
were sinking into the bed on each exhale and rising to Faith�s touch on each
inhale, rocking with the steady tide of the sensations assaulting her body and
mind. Faith sucked at Buffy�s tender neck and all of her muscles rippled in
reply. While her thumb gently circled Buffy�s areola, Faith�s lips began to
move slowly down and away from the macabre erogenous zone.

�� Ahhh please.� Buffy�s hips squirmed in anticipation as
Faith�s mouth reached the top of her right breast. Taking the hint, Faith�s
hand dropped to Buffy�s stomach, moving in deliberately slow motions and
teasing the idea of what was to come. �Please,� Buffy repeated in a desperate
whisper as the most extreme heights of pleasure remained tantalizingly out of
reach. Faith�s tongue teased the flesh just beyond the border of Buffy�s
areola, causing her to sigh in frustration. �Need you,� said Buffy, trying to
make it sound like a command.

�� Fingers
teased across the waistband of Buffy�s panties and the Slayer arched against
the touch. The bud of her nipple was pressed down by Faith�s tongue, sending
tingles of pleasure throughout her body. Faith blew softly on the moistened
nipple and Buffy shuddered. Steadying the stiffened bud between her teeth, Faith
teased it with gentle flicks of her tongue. Buffy felt as if every cell of her
body were charged with an electrical current, beginning where her body met
Faith�s. Faith suckled her nipple and Buffy ached for the physical intimacy
that was being provided.

�� Yessss,� Buffy encouraged as Faith�s fingers slipped
beneath the waistband of her underwear. She felt a gentle tugging sensation as
Faith�s palm pressed against her pubic hair while her fingers teased Buffy�s
folds. Gently spreading her with the index and ring fingers, Faith slipped her
middle finger into Buffy�s opening. �God!� Buffy groaned pleasurably, feeling
Faith�s finger inside as well as a soft pressure against the hood of her clit.

�� You
like that?� Faith asked, pausing to stroke Buffy�s nipple with her tongue. �You
gonna come for me, Buffy?�

�� Fuck
yes,� Buffy sighed.

�� Bet
you wish I�d take those panties off, huh?� Faith questioned as she withdrew her
finger.

�� Uhhh, don�t care,� Buffy moaned. �Just do me already.�

�� Well,
that hardly seems fair,� Faith noted. �Me being all naked, I think I need to
see the rest of your gorgeous body.�

�� Then
take them off,� Buffy instructed. Faith pulled her hand out and gripped the
front of the waistband. �Come on,� Buffy pleaded, lifting her hips obligingly.

�� You
must want me real bad by now,� Faith mused, hand still resting in place.

�� So
hot,� Buffy whimpered.

�� Well,�
Faith sat up, grasping the panties with both hands now, �if you�re hot, we
should probably remove some layers.�

�� Do
it,� Buffy hissed.

�� You�re
sure?� Faith verified.

�� Buffy
responded with an incoherent growl. Deciding not test her luck any further,
Faith slowly eased the simple garment down Buffy�s legs.

�� Is
that better?� Faith asked, hands caressing Buffy�s legs now.

�� Wanna
feel you,� Buffy whined.

�� Feel
me, huh?� Faith�s hands moved up Buffy�s thighs, thumbs massaging the supple
flesh as they moved. �Want me inside you?� Her thumbs traced the edges between
Buffy�s thighs and her pubic mound. �Want me to touch your clit?� One hand
rested at the top of Buffy�s thigh while the other gently trailed through her
pubic hair. �Want me to lick you?�

�� Only
if you want to,� Buffy mumbled with a blush. She assumed that oral sex would be
within the imprint�s parameters, but she didn�t want to overstep any boundaries.

�� I
wouldn�t have offered if I didn�t want to, blondie,�
Faith informed her as she leaned in and started kissing her thigh. �And natural
too. Good on you, by the way,� she added, working her way up and inward. Her
index finger circled Buffy�s labia as Faith moved ever-closer to her
destination.

�� Oh
fuck, so good, so good,� Buffy chanted under her breath as Faith�s index finger
just barely slipped inside, flirting with the idea of penetration. Lips and
nose brushing against soft blonde hair, Faith was nearly there now. In unison,
her finger pushed in deeply while her tongue flitted over Buffy�s clit and the
Slayer arched briefly. �Just like that,� Buffy sighed happily. Faith�s licks
were soft and brief, but delivered perfectly measured doses of pleasure that
made Buffy tremble and quake.

�� Oh,
Faith. Ohhh, Faith!� she moaned loudly as Faith added
a second finger inside of her. Both fingers pumped in a firm, steady rhythm and
Buffy�s inner muscles clenched briefly with each thrust. She inhaled sharply as
Faith sucked her clit and her legs began to shake. �God, yes, suck my clit!�
Buffy commanded. �More! More!� Her head tossed from side to side in pleasure.
Faith�s tongue pressed against Buffy�s clit, providing a pleasant
counter-pressure to the suction. �Come on, come on, come on,� Buffy whimpered,
hips bucking slightly. Faith switched back to a single finger, occasionally
curling it and prodding various areas.

�� No
good,� Buffy dismissed. �Stick to the clit.� Faith lapped eagerly at Buffy�s
straining clit, continuing to idly thrust with her finger. Buffy�s hips bucked
and her clit brushed briefly against Faith�s teeth, prompting Faith to place
her free hand on Buffy�s stomach to hold her steady. �So close,� Buffy
announced, continuing to writhe beneath Faith�s firm hand.

�� Faith
sucked Buffy�s clit again, finally pushing her over the edge as she came with a
cry of, �Dear GOD!� Her back arched as her muscles rippled rhythmically from
head to toe like waves washing over her. She could feel tension slipping away
and contentment flooding her system with the ebb and flow of those waves.
Suddenly she found herself hyperaware of the tactile pressures on her body.
Faith�s fingers splayed across her stomach and another wrapped tightly within a
ring of contracting vaginal muscles, the sheets against her back absorbing
perspiration, the firm edge of the bed pressing against her palm and a pliant
pillow clutched in her other hand. Gasping for air, she allowed her body to
sink deeply into the mattress as the intense waves of pleasure faded.

�� Ahhh, God,� she sighed, stretching her arms and legs as
Faith pulled away and crawled up next to her.

�� Good?�
Faith questioned.

�� Good
doesn�t even begin to cover it,� said
Buffy happily. �This was definitely worth it.�

�� Worth
what?� asked Faith curiously

�� Oh �
just � you know, the risk, the effort � all that stuff,� Buffy mumbled
evasively.

�� Yeah,
it really was, wasn�t it?� Faith pondered. �Part of me feels like it�s always
been you, you know?�

�� Oh,
don�t go all mushy on me,� Buffy insisted.

�� I mean
it, though,� said Faith, �we�ve got a good thing here. I�m glad we could � you
know, get over ourselves and figure that out.�

�� Yeah,�
Buffy sighed despondently, thoughts of the real Faith intruding upon her
afterglow.

�� You
all right?� asked Faith, picking up on the change in Buffy�s mood.

�� Yeah,
just � thinking about all the lost time,� she lied.

�� Well,
we�ll make up for it,� Faith assured her.

�� You
bet,� said Buffy distantly. She pulled herself closer, laying her head across
the doll�s chest. �Has anyone ever told you your breasts are exceptional?�
Buffy mused.

�� Pretty
much everyone,� said the doppelganger as she wrapped an arm around Buffy�s
shoulders, �but it�s nice to hear you say it.�

�� This
is really nice,� Buffy reflected. �I almost wish I could stay in this night
forever.�

�� We�ll
have more,� said the doll, beginning to stroke Buffy�s hair now.

�� Yeah.�

�� I love
you.�

�� I love
you, Faith,� Buffy whispered, shutting her eyes against the tears forming
there.

�� Eventually
they fell asleep like that, lulled by each other�s rhythmic breathing. Neither
of them noticed Buffy�s cell phone, vibrating among the pile of discarded
clothing. So neither of them heard the message Willow left on Buffy�s
voicemail.

�� Buffy, it�s me. I think something�s wrong.
Well, maybe not wrong, but definitely not right. I started feeling these
ripples � magic ripples, that is. It seems like maybe something�s up with the
spell I used to put Faith�s memories in that wedge. I checked in the nether
realms and I think it�s something to do with that girl, like she�s resisting
the imprint or something. I was looking at Rossum�s
files on her and there�s definitely some interesting stuff in her blood work.
It�s almost like she made the magic turn corrosive or something. I�m still
trying to figure out exactly what�s happening, but I thought you should know
just in case she starts acting weird or something. Call me as soon as you get
this.�
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