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I Hate How I Love You	By : potmunkey Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 3346 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Again, thank the strip club for this chapter. Also, a part of this chapter was inspired by a Kevin Smith movie, which a very pretty (and very flexible) brunette dancer and I had a nice conversation about. So enjoy...

Faith POV

I can�t fucking believe that she
passed out! What a pansy! As soon as B walked off the stage she fainted,
luckily, I was there to catch her � but still!
I�m not really sure whether she passed out from the drinks or the girls
or both, but either way, that certainly means the end of the night for me. Dammit.

�Hey Faith, are you leaving already? I haven�t even had a
chance to give you a lap dance yet,� Serenity asks lightly, as I make my way
outside, carrying an unconscious Buffy in my arms.

�Yeah, well, I guess that was a little too much excitement
for the virgin here,� I give her a wry smile and add, �next time?�

�Well, okay, but I was kinda
hoping for a little excitement myself tonight�� she leers, giving me a quick
peck on the cheek. She then trots back
inside the club to solicit a lap dance from some unsuspecting prey. Stupid Buffy can�t hold her damn liquor. I could�ve got me some tonight. With a stripper!

I carry B to the car and gently set her in the passenger
seat. I roll the window down for her
before starting the car, just in case she wakes up and needs to puke �
thankfully, she doesn�t. Do you have any
idea how difficult it is to wash dried vomit off the side of your car? Not to mention, just plain gross.

By the time I get up the stairs, it feels like B weighs
twice as much. I would have taken the
elevator, but that means I have to walk all the way around to the other side of
the building. Although, now I kinda wish I had.
Boy, super strength would sure come in handy in situations like these. I heave a sigh of relief as I place her
softly on the bed. I gently remove her shoes and lay on the bed next to her,
trying to catch my breath. I think about
going out and getting some, but somehow that just doesn�t seem right with B
passed out like she is.

�God, B, was passing out really necessary?� I ask quietly,
brushing some hair out of her face. She
stirs a bit and mutters something incoherent.
Aw, she�s such an adorable little drunk.

�Mmm� Faith�?� she murmurs.

�Yeah B, right here,� I place my hand on her stomach. The little minx intertwines our fingers and
rolls over onto her side, effectively trapping my hand, making me spoon
her. Great.

�Uh, B, could I please have my hand back?� I try to pull
away, but she just turns away from me, pulling me closer against her.

�Mmm�� she murmurs again. I just can�t bring myself to wake her, she�s just fucking so cute. The palm of my hand is resting flat against
her stomach, her shirt has ridden up a little so I can
feel the soft skin underneath. I slide my
hand fully beneath her top and draw small circles on her skin.

I�ve never slept with anyone before. I�ve fucked �em,
sure � even on a gaming table once. But
I�ve never really slept beside them, at least, not without fucking them good
and proper first. Even then, I find it
really awkward. I mean, I just hate
spooning. You�ve got one arm around
them, I get that, but where the fuck are you supposed
to put the other arm? You can lay on it
or just shove it between your bodies, but that can cause numbness. The only other option is to stretch your arm
out above your head, but my arm always pops out of socket when I sleep like
that. I just find spooning extremely
uncomfortable. I�m constantly searching
for someplace to keep my other arm while still lying close to the girl. This is definitely different though. This is nice.
This is� comfortable. It�s like
we fit.

The patterns I�m tracing on her stomach get more intricate
and I�m tempted to move my hand lower. I
dip my fingers just below her panty line and� Holy crap! I immediately stop. Then start chastising
myself for molesting a drunk girl � an unconscious
drunk girl. Bad Faith! No!

I remove my hand from her panties and replace it on her
stomach. Bad, bad naughty thoughts go
away. Maybe just a little� my hand seems
to have a mind of its own. Dammit, I said stop. I swear it just sounded like she
whimpered. Oh, fuck me. She smells so good, like sweetness and
alcohol � everything I like in a girl.
Forcing my eyes shut, I try to will sleep to come and it doesn�t
work. I�ve gotta
get away from her, she�s making me so fuckin�
hot. Down Faith, she�s out cold. Even you
know that�s wrong. I bite my lip and
hold myself still, this sure is going to be a long night.
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