The Rogue Slayer | By : Kinetickid Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 12311 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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“Babe?” Faith questions softly, having felt the woman coming to, and the start of the healing process within her lover. Knowing that they’d probably been out here the better part of the day, if the sun was anything to go by.
Tara slowly drags her eyes open, staring into worried brown eyes. Reaching up to wrap her hand around Faith’s neck, she pulls her down for a soft loving kiss. Burying her face in her lover’s sweaty neck after the kiss ends as Faith gathers her in her arms to rock her gently.
“God, you don’t know how you worried me.” Faith whispers, pressing her lips to Tara’s head, her hands stroking firmly over Tara’s body. “Do you want me to continue feeding you the power, or can you do it now? I think you’ll heal faster taking it straight into you, instead of it going through me.”
Tara nods her head against Faith’s neck, slowly tapping into the earth’s natural power, letting it flow into her being, filling and repairing what damage had been done with her powers having been tapped and pulled from her without her acceptance.
Faith reaches back for a bottle of juice, digging in the cooler until she finds one. Forcing the lid off with her thumb, she holds it up to Tara’s dry lips, helping her lover sip it steadily until it’s gone. Setting it aside, Faith grabs a water out of it this time, and works the lid off so Tara can drink it. “Can you eat something? Mrs. S picked up burgers for us to eat.”
Tara licks her lips and nods her head as she finally lifts it from Faith. Cupping her lover’s cheeks in her hands, Tara leans in to kiss Faith lovingly, letting her thoughts and feelings come through in the kiss.
“God, I love you, too, Tara.” Faith answers, tilting her head forward against Tara’s head, finally relaxing the last bit. “Food and fluids. Then I’ll let them know you’re okay.”
“Thank you.” Tara whispers, her voice scratchy. “Dead?”
“Very, very dead. Do you remember what happened?” Faith questions curiously.
“Vaguely.” Tara admits, taking the water from Faith as she eases onto the blanket beside her lover as Faith rolls over to grab the bags of food, putting them between them, as Faith sends her memories to her of what had happened the night before. “I pulled it out?” Tara finally questions as they finish the first bag of food. Not believing that she’d actually been able to do that.
“Yep. And I’m gonna see if B would mind doing patrol tonight by herself while we get some much needed rest.” Faith admits, knowing with the expenditure of energy, her own aches and pains, along with helping Tara, she won’t be good for much of anything else.
“Oh, love. Let me help you.” Tara finally offers, her brain still somewhat hazy and not registering things as quickly as she should.
“No. Worry about yourself. I’ll heal in a day or two.” Faith brushes her fingers gently over Tara’s cheek. Tuning in, she smiles softly as she realizes her lover’s a lot better now, though knowing her physical self is tired and worn out.
“We should probably head home, here soon. If not we’ll both be snoozing here in a little while.” Tara chuckles as she looks at Faith fighting to keep her eyes open.
“Uh, yeah.” Faith shakes her head and slowly stands, calling across the lake to let Buffy know that Tara’s okay and that they’d come to them, since they were closer to the vehicles.
***
Buffy chuckles as she carries Faith’s dead weight to her apartment while Julie carries Tara. The two women both having crashed in the Jeep and nobody could wake them. Pulling the keys out, Joyce opens the door and let’s her and Julie head into the apartment ahead of her before following them in to the women’s bedroom.
“Strip them, or leave them in their shirts and shorts?” Julie questions as Joyce fixes the bed so the two women could get some sleep.
“Take them off. Neither one of them are shy, and I know they don’t believe in sleeping with clothes on.” Buffy mumbles as she settles Faith on the bed, quickly pulling her shoes and socks off before sliding her shorts off, followed by her shirt. Easing the slayer into the bed, she smiles as her mom and Julie quickly strip Tara and ease her into the bed beside Faith.
Julie eases the covers over the two women, chuckling as Tara rolls over, practically lying on top of Faith and Faith’s arms wrap around Tara automatically.
“Come on, girls. I know Buffy’s probably craving a long hot shower, herself. I’m sure I can talk Rupert and Xander into doing a patrol tonight, while you get some much needed rest.” Joyce narrows her gaze on her daughter.
“You’re not going to get an argument out of me.” Buffy follows her mom and Julie out of the apartment, making sure the door locks behind her.
“I’m glad everyone ended up making it out, more or less okay.” Julie settles into the seat up front, at Buffy’s insistence.
Buffy tilts her head back, closing her eyes as she agrees. “We live to fight another day. That’s always of the good.”
Joyce stays silent as she drives them quickly back to her house. Pulling into the driveway she watches as Julie eases out of the Jeep.
Buffy climbs out, silently admitting to herself that she’s almost tempted to just drop into bed and forget the shower. Seeing Julie watching her with a soft smile on her face, Buffy unconsciously returns the smile.
“Go to sleep, Buffy. Call me when you’re conscious.” Julie brushes her thumb gently over Buffy’s full bottom lip, before replacing it with her lips for a soft kiss.
Buffy watches as Julie strides to her vehicle, returning her wave before she pulls away.
“She’s an extremely nice woman, Buffy.” Joyce comments as she looks at her daughter’s face.
“Yeah, she is mom.” Buffy agrees, her lips twitching as she looks at her mother. “Don’t make any designs on my possible girlfriend, mom. You’ve got the Doctor you’ve been playing with!!”
“HAVE NOT!” Joyce acts scandalized as she hurries into the house. “We only made out for a few minutes in the vehicle when he dropped me off last night. Unlike you that made out for over half an hour!”
“MOM!” Buffy whines as her mother picks on her. “How did you know… DAMN THAT FAITH!”
Joyce laughs wickedly as she heads to the kitchen to fix a cup of tea as her daughter grumbles all the way up the stairs.
***
Buffy runs her hands through her hair as she looks at her watch then at the front door. Having woken up at six in the morning, she’d showered and dressed, before going downstairs to eat the leftovers in the refrigerator. Deciding to see how serious Julie was about her open invitation, she’s now standing nervously on her front doorstep, debating on knocking on the front door, or walking around town for an hour, so it’ll be nine instead of eight in the morning.
Finally biting the bullet, Buffy knocks firmly on the door and rocks back and forth lightly on her feet as she listens intently to the quiet sounds of Julie’s neighborhood on an early Sunday morning.
Julie releases the weights on her home gym as she hears the knock at the front door. Having woken up a couple hours earlier with a serious surge of energy, that she refused to put a real name to, she’d fixed herself a protein shake then started working out. Grabbing a towel, she wraps it around her neck and wipes an end down her face as she strides to the front door.
Buffy almost falls over backwards as Julie opens the door. Not realizing how strong and muscular the woman was, but the muscles rippling and shiny with perspiration coating her whole body, wearing a sports bra and tight sweat shorts leaves Buffy breathless. ‘Xena wannabe, my ass. She’d kick Xena’s ass.’ Buffy internally comments to herself as she takes in the long, muscular legs, the tight defined abs… “Oh, shit.” Buffy whimpers as she notices the glint of metal from the belly button ring.
Julie stares down at the petite blonde, her heart, already pounding fast from the workout, literally triples in speed. Another part of her anatomy pounding in tandem with her heartbeat as she takes in the sight of the slayer in tight jeans, a tank top and ankle boots.
“If, if I’m interrupting… I can come back.” Buffy mumbles, finally dragging her eyes the rest of the way up Julie’s body, her eyes lingering on the full breasts, her tongue coming out to lick her lips unconsciously as she watches the nipples harden perceptibly before she blushes and looks away in embarrassment.
“No… I was just working out some… frustrations.” Julie finally decides on the word, admitting to herself that it didn’t do a damn bit of good. “Come in, Buffy.” Julie finally steps back, waving the slayer in. “I’ll just go take a real quick shower, if you don’t mind.”
“Don’t on my account.” Buffy whispers, deciding she definitely likes the look of the tall, muscular woman hot and sweaty. Silently deciding that the next time she sees her that way, will be because of what they are doing together, not because Julie will have been working out.
Julie groans at the look of desire in Buffy’s eyes as the woman finally looks up to meet her gaze. Shutting the door, Julie slowly shakes her head. “I’ve been working out for roughly a couple hours, Buffy. I really need a shower.”
Buffy nibbles on her bottom lip, her eyes serious as she looks into pale blue eyes. “Need someone to scrub those hard to reach places?” Buffy offers, before blushing at her forwardness. “Damn, I didn’t mean to say that.”
Julie gives up on trying to fight her desire, stepping towards Buffy, until there’s just a short distance between them. “Did you really not mean to say that, Buffy?”
Buffy groans as Julie’s low timbered voice rolls through her body, making her ache in all the right places. “I thought it, I want it, but I didn’t mean to say it… out loud.” Buffy admits, noticing the flame burning brightly in Julie’s eyes.
Julie’s body practically vibrates with the slayer’s admittance. “Are you sure you want it, Buffy?” Julie has to ask, before she crushes the slayer in her arms and takes her against the wall, because she knows she’s about a second away from doing exactly that.
Buffy understands what Julie’s asking. Knowing they aren’t talking about showers, and that ultimately how fast or slow they proceed, is in her hands. Buffy does the only thing she can.
Julie groans as Buffy presses up against her, standing on her tiptoes and kissing her firmly even as her hands grasp the slayer’s waist, pulling her further up against her body, effectively lifting the petite woman. Striding back towards her bedroom, Julie knows she can’t have their first time together be on the floor or against a wall. Wanting to enjoy the slayer to the fullest, and hopefully give the woman the loving that she deserves.
Buffy pulls the hair band out of Julie’s long, damp, black hair, dropping it and threading both hands through her hair as she wraps her legs around her waist, kissing her hungrily and thoroughly.
Julie finally bumps into her California King bed, panting heavily as Buffy finally releases her lips, before groaning as the slayer’s teeth nip down her neck before a tongue swirls firmly around her pulse point, making her want the woman even more. “Gods, Buffy!” Julie arches her neck as the slayer sucks the flesh into her hot mouth.
“Tastessss goooodsss.” Buffy’s words come out slurred as she continues to lick, kiss and nibble the tantalizing flesh, loving the salty-sweet flavor of the woman.
“Need flesh, Buffy.” Julie eases down onto the bed, her hands caressing over Buffy’s thighs as she tries to urge the slayer to release her so she can strip the clothes and shoes off Buffy before yanking her bra and shorts off.
Buffy growls, not wanting to release the woman, when what she said sinks in. Finally releasing her hands from around Julie’s head, she falls back on the bed, her hands already going to her tank top, yanking it off as Julie quickly yanks off her ankle boots and socks. Unsnapping the front closure bra, Buffy whimpers quietly as Julie takes the time to strip her sports bra off, freeing the firm, full, uplifted breasts with the crinkled brown areolas and the hard nipples.
Julies hands shift to her shorts, stopping short as Buffy’s eyes seem glued to her breasts. The obvious want, desire and appreciation showing in the slayer’s eyes makes her extremely happy. As Buffy finally shakes her head slightly and her hands finally pull the skimpy bra away from her small, pert breasts, Julie feels her salivary glands working overtime as she fights the urge to pounce on the small woman and devour the rosy-tipped morsels.
Buffy shifts up to pull the bra the rest of the way off, tossing it across the room, not caring where it lands as her hands slide down to fumble with her jeans button and zipper. As Julie forgoes sliding off her shorts and gently pushes her shaking hands away, Buffy lies back and enjoys the sight of the woman’s breasts swaying slightly as she leans over her to undo her pants and slowly slide them down her legs, lifting her hips to help her.
Julie whimpers at the small scrap of cloth covering Buffy’s sex. The dark red g-string teasing her and keeping her from seeing Buffy completely. Shoving her own shorts down her legs, she steps one foot out of them while kicking with the other one for the shorts to go flying behind her as she gently urges Buffy further up the bed, following her slowly on her hands and knees as she leaves the strip of cloth on the slayer.
Buffy licks her lips at the strip of black curls at Julie’s apex, her eyes blinking in surprise at the sight of the woman’s glistening mound and inner thighs. Having smelt her arousal, but seeing the obvious effect she has on the woman, Buffy’s eyes lighten and she relaxes even more with the knowledge. Not able to resist, as soon as Julie’s breasts are within reach, Buffy’s hands reach for the flesh, whimpering softly at the warm, firm flesh. The nipples hard against her palms as she gently kneads both breasts, her eyes becoming hooded as she hears the deep, low moan coming from Julie’s lips.
“God, Buffy!” Julie whimpers as Buffy’s fingers start to pinch and twist her nipples gently. Dropping her head on the slayer’s shoulder, Julie shifts the majority of her weight to one hand and her knees. Trailing just her fingertips from Buffy’s knee, slowly up the outside of her thigh, letting it trail along the edge of the slayer’s g-string teasingly, a small smile coming to her face as Buffy’s hips buck and her fingers stop their torturing of her nipples. Lifting her head, she smiles at the tilted head, closed eyes and the desire crossing Buffy’s face. “What do you want, Buffy?” Seeing dark eyes open to look at her with only want visible, Julie knows the slayer is past the point of being able to ask for anything.
Buffy knows Julie’s asking her something, but her brain went on vacation and left just her body there, and all her body knows is that it’s pounding with desire, needing to be touched and brought to completion. Her body arches up into Julie’s hand as she feels knowledgeable fingers trailing down the strip of cloth to press gently against her swollen clit.
Julie pants softly at the soaked material her fingers come into contact with. As Buffy’s legs fall more open in silent invitation, Julie slips one finger under the cloth and shifts it out of the way, biting her lip firmly as she comes into contact with hot, wet, smooth skin. Stroking her fingers over Buffy’s mound as she starts to wiggle and shift, trying to get her fingers to caress over her, Julie dips her head down to kiss Buffy’s panting mouth, plunging her tongue into the welcoming mouth even as her finger slides within the heat and wetness of the slayer’s receptive body.
Buffy presses the heels of her feet in the bed, pressing up into the long finger gliding easily within her. Whimpering into the kiss as she feels the finger glide completely back out of her, Buffy breaks the kiss off and moans loudly as two fingers glide back within her and start to stroke firmly in and out of her body.
“So tight… so wet… so receptive.” Julie groans at the feeling of Buffy’s inner muscles clasping on her fingers. Shifting slightly, Julie straddles Buffy’s leg and gives herself a better angle on her fingers entering Buffy, bringing her thumb in to play, letting it gather up some of the slayer’s abundant juices before circling and pressing against the swollen, distended muscle. Loving the way Buffy’s body jerks and bucks against her. Burying her face in Buffy’s neck, Julie licks and kisses her way across the flesh. Feeling the tension growing within the slayer’s body, and the clenching of her muscles, Julie bites gently on Buffy’s shoulder, curling her fingers within the slayer to stroke over the slayer’s hot spot while pressing her thumb firmly against the pulsing clit.
“JULIE!!!!” Buffy screams out the woman’s name as she finally has her first orgasm, feeling the flood of liquid almost literally shooting from her body as Julie doesn’t let up, but continues to stroke over and within her, causing her to roll from one orgasm into another, all the built-up unreleased desire she’s had for years finally finding an outlet.
Julie’s body jerks and she has a small orgasm in commiseration with Buffy as she continues to pull one orgasm after another out of the slayer. Nipping her way down Buffy’s chest, she suckles on one of the slayer’s rock hard nipples as she feels another contraction around her fingers and a flood of liquid easing out of Buffy. “Gods…” Julie whimpers, the smell coming from the slayer absolutely delicious with it’s darkly rich smell with just a hint of sweetness. As Buffy’s body finally collapses from where she’d been bucking up against her and shaking, Julie lifts her eyes, just seeing the whites of Buffy’s eyes and hears the billowing breaths of air coming from between the woman’s lips. Waiting for the clenched muscles to finally relax, Julie eases her fingers from within her lover. Shifting, she trails her hands down to Buffy’s hips and gently tugs the scrap of cloth off, confirming with her eyes, what she’d already felt with her fingers. The slayer’s bald mound glistening with the moisture of her desire and cum. Gently placing the g-string on top of her nightstand, Julie climbs between Buffy’s legs, unable to put off for one more moment, tasting the slayer.
Buffy arrives back in the land of happiness to find a warm, wet tongue licking it’s way up her inner thigh. Whimpering as a hot mouth sucks one of her outer lips into the warm cavern, and a tongue strokes over the flesh while suckling on it at the same time, Buffy buries her hands in Julie’s hair, pulling her gently into her body, wanting that tongue stroking over another body part, something she’s never had before, but wants desperately.
“Back with me?” Julie questions after releasing the flesh, grinning at the grunt she receives in response. As Buffy tugs gently on her hair, urging her against her, Julie chuckles.
Buffy growls as she hears the chuckle coming from the tall woman, before jerking up into the hot mouth that captures her aching clit and starts to suck firmly. As Julie’s tongue starts to flutter against her clit, Buffy holds the woman tightly to her as she floods Julie’s mouth with her orgasm. As Julie laps loudly, gathering all the fluid she just released, Buffy scratches her fingernails tenderly over her scalp, feeling spent, happy and the ache between her legs feeling ohhh, so good.
Cleaning the slayer’s body with her lips and tongue, Julie feels Buffy relax her grip and ease her body more into the bed. Pressing soft kisses on Buffy’s mound, slowly traveling up the slayer’s body and placing kisses along the flesh on her travels, Julie smiles as she hears a quiet giggle come from Buffy as she nips playfully at the flesh directly under the slayer’s right nipple.
“Come ‘ere.” Buffy has to swallow a couple times to get the two words out, gently tugging on Julie’s hair, trying to hurry the woman along.
“You want me?” Julie finally shifts up to look down into the sated, happy gaze staring back at her. Groaning as Buffy pulls her down against her body and kisses her slowly and tantalizingly. A fleeting thought that she weighs too much to lie across Buffy like this enters her mind to be chased away in remembrance of how easily Buffy carried the vampire and Faith around, knowing that though the petite blonde may look like a little bit of nothing, she was probably one of the strongest people in the world.
Buffy rolls them over, so she’s lying on top of the tall woman. Slowly ending the kiss, Buffy’s tongue darts out to flick over kiss bruised lips, smiling as she makes contact with blue eyes darkened considerably with desire. “I have some exploring to do.” Buffy murmurs, shocked at her own sex-roughened voice.
Julie whimpers, but nods her head. As Buffy’s eyes fill with mischief, Julie’s lips quirk upwards, enjoying the sight of the woman’s playful side.
“I doubt I can give you the pleasure you gave me, but by God, I’m going to try.” Buffy lets Julie know, before pressing another firm, heated kiss against her lips, not giving her a chance to reply before slowly making her way down Julie’s body, scraping her teeth gently across hard nipples, loving the way Julie’s body jerks in response and the rumble of pleasure coming from her chest. Pushing both breasts together, Buffy gently bites down on both nipples, growling softly as Julie almost bucks her off her body, even as the large, gentle hands come up to cup her behind her head and across her back to hold her in place.
Julie hooks one of her legs around Buffy’s leg, effectively pressing her center up into Buffy’s firm abdomen. Not able to keep herself from rocking against the flesh, Julie groans lowly as Buffy presses her body more firmly into her, tightening her stomach muscles to give her something more firm to rub against.
Buffy alternates licking, sucking and nibbling on the flesh of Julie’s breasts as she presses her body into Julie, the tall woman’s center painting her stomach with her desire. Releasing her hold on one breast, Buffy let’s her short nails scrape gently down Julie’s side and hip, gently digging into her thigh as she grabs the strong flesh in her small hand. Licking the flesh just under Julie’s breasts, Buffy works her way downwards, the smell of Julie almost driving her insane with want.
“Y-you don’t have…” Julie starts to murmur, moaning as Buffy’s mouth trails over her mound.
“Yeah, I do.” Buffy whispers, wanting to taste that salty sweetness that’s been teasing her. Sliding her arms against her sides, she eases her hands along Julie’s inner thighs, gently urging her to opens herself more to her. As the tall woman shifts her legs, putting her feet flat on the bed and spreading herself open for her, Buffy whimpers at the sight of the blood flushed and swollen flesh glistening before her. Inhaling deeply of the woman’s most intimate scent, Buffy strokes her fingers through the wetness in curiosity before she slowly brings one soaked finger to her lips. Darting her tongue out to taste the woman for the first time, Buffy groans and closes her eyes as she savors her first taste of this tantalizing, sexy woman.
“Buffy… please.” Julie begs softly, her body rocking as she feels the desire easing from between her legs and trailing down between her butt cheeks. As strong, small fingers hesitantly press into her, Julie pushes her head back into her pillow, grasping the comforter on either side of her in a death grip as she rocks more firmly at the feel of fingers learning her inner body.
“Feel good…” Buffy moans at the completely unique feeling of being within the woman. Adjusting automatically to the bucks and rotations of Julie’s body, Buffy’s eyes narrow in on her prize as she sees the swollen, pulsing muscle poking out slightly from the flesh. Buffy goes with her urge, and dips her head in, wrapping her lips around the begging muscle, suckling gently on the flesh even as Julie cries out, bucking more firmly against her. As she feels the tightening on her fingers and the fluttering of the muscles wrapped around her, Buffy bats her tongue firmly against the muscle she’s sucking on while starting a slow and steady in and out movement of her fingers while making notes of the different feels of her lover’s body, twisting her hand slightly to search within her, seeing if she can find the spot Julie had found within her that drove her over the edge so quickly and irrevocably.
Julie pants heavily as she feels the orgasm gathering in her body, her clit pounding in tandem with her racing heart, and the flicking of Buffy’s tongue. “Bu… Bu… Buffy!” Julie whimpers, her body arching hard into the air as the slayer hits her sweet spot, tipping her over the edge she was barely hanging onto.
Buffy growls deeply into Julie’s body, swallowing her sweet reward while continuing to stroke firmly in and out of her lover as Julie holds them both aloft, her muscles grasping and releasing her fingers at a feverish pace even as the liquid eases out of Julie, around the fingers still inside the tall woman. As Julie starts to buck uncontrollably, whimpering loudly, Buffy suckles more firmly on the muscle in her mouth while doubling the efforts of her hand until she’s able to pull another orgasm from Julie before the woman’s body bounces down onto the bed and a hand weakly presses against her head. Easing her mouth away from the sensitive, hot flesh, Buffy presses kisses along the strong thigh for a few minutes, before finally easing her fingers from within Julie. Her body and mind trying to shut down, Buffy works her way slowly up Julie’s body to finally collapse with her head buried between full breasts.
Julie’s arms wrap around the slayer now softly snoring on top of her, realizing that the woman was still probably completely worn out from what had happened this weekend along with the lack of sleep. Having to admit that she’s pretty tired herself. Slowly falling asleep, she swears she hears a softly mumbled ‘I love you’ coming from Buffy, but is too far gone to know for sure.
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