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Mirror

By Norwalker

Part 6

Disclaimer: Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy and Fox are the owners of the BtVS characters. Original characters are mine. The story is mine. Ok, everybody understand that now?

"'But I don’t want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.

'Oh, you can’t help that,' said the Cat. 'We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.'

'How do you know I’m mad?' said Alice.

'You must be,” said the Cat. 'or you wouldn’t have come here.'"

Lewis Carroll

1

" Pull over here, " Buffy waves at the curb.

Ford complies, killing the ignition and lights. He looks around. Where are we? I don't see any clubs around here.

" Ok, we're here… wherever that is, " Ford says, doubtfully. He turns to Buffy, who is staring out the windshield. " You're kinda quiet, Summers. You ok?"

" Do you trust me?" Buffy asks, tone flat.

" That's kind of a strange question to ask, Summers." Ford looks around, seeing the dilapidated buildings and dirty street.

Buffy turns to him, a small smile on her face. Her eyes seem sad. She takes his hand in hers, and rubs her thumb over the knuckles. " I really have to know, Ford. Do you trust me?"

" Yeah, Buff, " Ford says, " I do. Absolutely"

Her face seems to glow with his response. Smiling, she climbs over, sitting in his lap, facing him. She puts her arms around his neck, and brings her face close to his.

" You know I'd never hurt you, right?" She looks deeply into his eyes.

Summers, what's going on?"

" Just tell me."

" Yes, I know you'd never hurt me." He gets a strange feeling; almost as if he has to pass some kind of test.

" Good," She whispers. She moves even closer, pressing against him, " Do you like me?"

His arms slip around her, holding her close.

" Yes, I like you Summers. You know that."

" Show me, " Her lips close on his, kissing him warmly.

He starts to caress her back and neck. Her lips open enough for her to use her tongue tip to outline his lips. Both sigh softly.

" God, Summers, what's that about?"

" Ford, you're special to me. Very special. I have something to tell you, something that might freak you. But don't be afraid, please, baby. I'd never harm you, right?"

" I Know…" Ford says softly. " I trust you. You can trust me, too."

She lays herself against him, pulling his head to her shoulder. She whispers in his ear.

" Ford, I was a vampire."

She feels him stiffen, pull away.

" Was a vampire, Ford. Not now, but I was."

Ford laughs nervously. He pushes her away.

" Nice one, Summers. You had me there for a minute."

" Look at me, Ford, look in my eyes, " Buffy tells him. " I'm not joking."

" Ok, then you're insane. Because that means you died. You're dead. You don’t come back from that."

Buffy briefly explains what happened a few weeks ago. Ford appears confused.

" Buff, that's a bunch to dump on me," Ford shakes his head, " I don't know… I …"

" Ford, love, you don't have to understand it all. Just believe me. In me. Do you?"

He looks in her eyes, sees the honesty, the truth there. Something opens in him.

" I do, Buff, I do."

She nuzzles his neck, and her tongue draws a line from his ear to his chin. He shivers slightly at the thrill. She draws up, so she is sitting high on him. She pulls his head to her chest. She caresses his hair.

" You mean so much to me, Ford. I'd never let anything bad happen to you. Do you believe me?"

" Yes," He says softly, feeling wonderfully warm, pressed to her.

" I've changed. I'm not the girl I was. But what I feel for you, always felt for you, hasn't. Do you believe me?"

" Yes," he says, wrapped in the warmth of her arms and breasts.

" Then come, " She says softly. She slips out of his lap, and hops out of the car. " I want to show you something wonderful."

Ford gets out, taking her offered hand. She leads him down an alley.

"Where are we going?" He asks, a little nervous.

" A place I used to go when I was a vampire," Buffy says simply.

She feels him pull back.

" Ford… Billy, I'd never let anything bad happen to you. Do you trust me?" She moves to him, taking him in her arms. " Do you?"

" Buff, it's not you. It's them. What if…"

" Ford, I rule the undead in this town. You're safe." She holds him.

" You mean, ruled, don't you?"

She pulls him in, and kisses him. Her hands caress his back. She pulls away, and her eyes seem to glitter in the dim light.

" Do I?" She smiles.

He feels a thrill of fear and excitement.

She takes his hand, and leads him into the club.

2

" This is totally awesome!"

Ford and Buffy are sitting in the gallery overlooking the main floor below. Buffy turns to him, and smiles, squeezing his arm.

" I'm so glad you like it, Ford. I really was worried you'd freak."

" No way, this is too cool, " Ford says, He points down to some people in costume below. " So, are those vampires?"

Buffy looks down to where Ford is pointing, and bursts out laughing.

" Good god, no, Ford. No self –respecting vampire would dress like that. Those are poseurs. Vamp wannabes. The believe all that crap spewed out by the cheesy Hollywood flicks and Anne Rice like novels. They hang out here thinking this is real, the way real vampires act. Most come with the secret wish to be turned. A very few are; most just get fooled and eaten."

" Geeze, Buff. That's harsh!"

Buffy looks at him with a strange expression on her face. " The world is harsh, Ford. I hope I didn't break any illusions of yours telling you that, but frankly, look around you. Not just here, I mean everywhere. Literally or metaphorically, it's eat or be eaten honey."

Ford frowns. Buffy moves closer, and puts his arm around her shoulders " Now baby, I didn't mean you. No one would touch my darling sweet Ford. They know better." She smiles at him. Seeing him continue to frown, she snuggles closer. " Now, you're not gonna get all broody on me, are you lover?"

" You've gotten awfully cynical, Buff. Not sure being a vampire was all that good for you."

Buffy sighs. " Ford, this isn't just me seeing the world through my vampire eyes. I was a slayer a lot longer than I was a vampire. I've seen a lot of things; things that would scare you silly. There's a lot of monsters out there that wear human faces, and I'm not talking vampires, either."

" I know that, Summers. Been a reporter. Seen a lot of bad things done by humans. I'm not naïve. But don't you believe there's some good in the world? Some people who do good things, simply because it's the right thing to do?"

"Maybe. I admit, I used to believe in that strongly. But I've seen too much, experienced too much to believe it so strongly now." She takes his hand in hers. " Good and evil, black and white? Too simplistic of concepts. Way too many grays mixed in. Even the purest white has a little gray in it." She looks into his face, and nods. " You don't believe me. Look, sweetie. Vampires are predators. Same as a wolf. They just happen to be at the very top of the food chain in this reality. If a wolf takes down a deer to eat it, would you go out and say. " Bad Mr. Wolf, that's wrong, You shouldn't do that?" She looks at him quizzically.

Ford, despite himself, laughs. " No I guess not."

" Of course not. It's not a morality issue with vampires. It's a survival issue. The ' evil ' thing comes in because , instead of deer, they prey on humans. Sorry, but human blood just happens to be the diet. But because it's human, they’re labeled ' evil'. But it's not that simple. Vampires, like every other creature, have to eat to live. What? They should all go on diets and die? Tell that to Mr. Wolf, Ok?"

Ford shakes his head, but indicates her to go on.

" Look at humans for a moment. God, they hunt for sport. A wolf goes out and takes down a deer, and eats it for survival. It works hard to get that deer, and as often fails as succeeds. Now, take Joe Hunter. He goes out in his 4 wheel drive, carries a gun that could blow a hole in the side of a house, and using a scope, and drops a deer from a distance. And does he do this to survive? Er, no. He does it to eat maybe a small portion of the meat, as a treat, then mounts the beast's head on the wall as a trophy. Now you tell me, which of those scenario's is sicker, huh?"

" Ok, Buff. I'm not real down with the hunting thing, but you're not going to sit there and tell me that vampires are merely poor tortured souls misunderstood and bedeviled. That their really good little creatures just looking for food."

" Do I look that stupid to you? Have you been listening? They're predators, Ford. Same as the wolf. And same as the wolf, they're not human! You can't apply human morality to them, because it doesn't fit. Anymore than anthropomorphizing your pet is right. Good, evil doesn't apply. They hunt to live, and they kill to eat. Simple as that. They don't torture themselves over their prey, any more than a wolf goes and grieve over the deer it just killed. It's not in it's nature, either one." She sighs, " It's not about good and evil, Ford. It's about who's on top. Who has the power. Don't you see that?"

" Sorry, Buff. Guess I'm not big brained enough to get it. I'm just a guy who's never been a vampire, you know?"

Buffy gets up and musses his hair. "Awww… poor little Ford brain, " She leans over and kisses the top of his head. " Did I go and hurt it all bad?"

" You're a goof, " Ford laughs.

" Uh-huh, " She agrees, leaning her chin on her shoulder. She nibbles his ear, which elicits a little gasp." That's me. So why're we getting all serious here, when we're supposed to be having fun?" She tickles him, and he squirms on the bench. "Are we having fun yet?"

" Buffy, stop it!" Ford giggles.

" Aw, ticklish?" Buffy licks his neck. " Like that better?"

" Geeze, you're crazy!"

For a brief second, Buffy's eyes harden, then she laughs merrily. " Maybe… now, you wanted to see vampires, right?"

" Well, yeah." Ford looks over the railing. " Where are they?"

' Not down there, silly. Too hard to pick out. Look up."

Ford raises his gaze, looking at her questioningly.

Buffy gestures around the Gallery. " Up here, honey. This is where the vamps hang. Most of the guys and gals up here are vamps. They like to watch the humans below."

Ford looks around, and shakes his head.

"They look so…normal."

" We're not just about the fangs and wrinklies, honey." She kisses his neck.

" We?"

" Sorry, force of habit." Buffy giggles. She whispers in his ear. " got you a little present. Want it?"

" Really? For me?" Ford grins. " I didn't get you anything!"

" Don't worry, baby, you're giving me lots" She smiles. She reaches in her purse, and before Ford can stop her, puts a collar around his neck.

It's all black leather and silver details, the silver weaved throughout in an intricate pattern.

" What the hell? Buffy?"

" Hmmm… looks good." She smiles.

" But… god, a dog collar?"

" No, baby. It's special. It just marks you as mine. Anyone in here seeing that, knows you belong to me, and to not touch you." Buffy smiles wickedly, " unless I say they can."

" I feel like a dope!"

" Mmmm… but it makes you look all sexy," Buffy whispers in his ear. She reaches into his shirt, and tweaks his nipple. " Don't you wanna be sexy for me?" She rubs up against his back.

" What are you doing to me?" Ford feels strange, but loves it.

" Mmm… making you my sweet little pet. Don't you wanna be my lil pet?" She pouts.

Ford shakes his head. Then he grins, and makes a little growly sound in his throat.

Buffy giggles. " Good puppy, nice puppy" She reaches down, and slipping her hand under his waistband, touches his groin. " Mmmm… naughty puppy." She purrs.

" SUMMERS!" He exclaims. And yet, he doesn't move.

Boys are sooo easy, Buffy thinks to herself.

" So, did you want to meet a vampire, sweetie?" Buffy asks.

" Oh yeah, that'd be cool, " Ford says.

Buffy looks around the Gallery, and her gaze rests on Zoë. She is talking with another vampire, a small delicate redhead named Linda. Buffy stares at Zoë, and she turns, mid sentence, and looks at Buffy. She smiles and waves. Buffy waves her over, nodding her head to indicate that Linda is welcome too.

" Hey, Buffy!" Zoë calls out cheerily. " Is this cutie for us?" Zoë comes over to Ford, and runs her hand over his shoulders. "He's nice!" She smiles. Then she sees the collar and her face falls. " Ah, man. You've already claimed him!"

" Hi, Buffy, " Linda says softly." He looks positively yummy."

Linda is petite, like Buffy, and has slightly wild looking red hair, and deep blue eyes. She is soft spoken, and unlike Zoë, dresses rather conservatively. She has a very mobile face, and has a biting wit.

" So, I'm guessing we don't get to snack on this one, huh?" Linda looks a little sad. " Too bad, he looks like he'd taste sweet."

" Now, girls, This is Ford, a good friend. And he wanted to meet you, so be nice," Buffy smiles, but there's a hint of threat in her eyes.

" Hi, Ford," Zoë giggles, " So, do you like manual or automatic?"

" Oh, he's definitely stick shift, " Buffy chortles, " Nice, big stick shift."

Ford blushes.

" Oh, he's shy, " Linda says, " Wonder if he's shy in bed, too?"

" God, Summers, do all your friends have sex on the brain?" But you can tell he's loving the attention.

" Oh, please Ford. Don't tell me you're not loving it." Buffy makes a rude noise. Zoë and Linda giggle.

" Yeah, but what about blood? Don't you guys focus on blood?"

" Sure we do," Linda pipes up, " but we love to fuck, too. Blood and sex, Fordy, that's what we love. It's what it's all about, don't you know?"

" That's why we eat blood, Ford, " Zoë adds, " It warms, it nourishes, it carries life. It's… just the everything, and it's all mixed up with sex, because that's about life too."

" C'mon, girls. Don't get to breaking my poor boys brain again. I already done that tonight, and now it's playtime, " Buffy says.

" Cute but dumb, huh?" Linda smirks.

" No, Ford's smart." Buffy beams at him, " just, try explaining being a vampire to someone who's not. But he gets it."

" Oooo, cute and smart. " Zoë says, leaning over Ford. She licks his lips, " This could be fun!"

" ZOË?" Buffy says, pulling on Zoë's collar. " Did I say you could touch him?"

Zoë looks crestfallen, " I'm sorry, " She whispers.

Buffy pinches her side. " I'm sorry, what?"

" I'm sorry, mistress."

Ford looks a Buffy questioningly. Buffy winks at him.

" That's ok, baby, " Buffy coos, rubbing Zoë's ass. " I know you just got a little eager. I forgive you. Kiss?"

Zoë starts to kneel, but Buffy holds her up. " No baby, on my lips."

Zoë leans over, and kisses Buffy softly on the mouth. Buffy rubs her neck.

" Better?" Buffy asks, " Does Zoë love Buffy?"

" Oh yeah, I love my mistress, " Zoë says eagerly.

" Good baby," Buffy rewards her by pinching her nipple. Zoë sighs happily.

" She's such a sire's pet," Linda comments to Ford.

" Linda?" Buffy looks at her, " did you have something to say?"

" No, ma'am" Linda quivers.

" Do I have to punish you?"

" No, mistress, not at all."

" Ok, pet, " She smiles. " Is Marie here tonight?"

" I think so, " Linda says, " I saw her floating around the Gallery earlier."

" Good. Go find her, and if she's not hunting, have her join us up in the playroom."

The girls brighten up immediately. " The playroom?" Zoë smiles broadly. " We get to play with him?"

" Of course you do. I'm not greedy, " She turns to Ford. " you don't mind if the join us, do you?"

Ford looks dazed. " No… no." He smiles. " Not at all."

Buffy sits in his lap, and caresses his ear. " You'll like Marie. She's…sweet."

Ford gulps. He's convinced he's died and gone to heaven. Buffy, Linda and Zoë laugh.

" I don't think Ford minds at all, " Buffy says, wiggling a little in his lap. " I'd say, he's rather enthusiastic."

Zoë and Linda giggle, Ford turns red.

" God, he's so cute when he blushes, " Linda says, leaning over and sniffing him, " and his blood smells so nice!"

" No snacking. You know the rules."

" I know, " Linda sighs, " I know."

"Well, what're you two waiting for? Sunrise? Go find Marie and bring her up."

" Ok"

" We'll be back"

" Don't start without us!"

The two girls flit away into the crowd.

" My god, Summers," Ford says, still blushing.

" Oh, god has nothing to do with this, " Buffy says, licking his neck. " So, ready to see the playroom?"

" Uh huh. Where is it?" Ford asks,

" Upstairs," Buffy says, smiling. She stands, and pulls Ford to his feet, She takes his hands, and plants them firmly on her ass.

" So baby, who do you love?"

" Actually, I'm kinda loving that little redhead. She looks hot, " Ford teases her.

" You devil!" Buffy playfully slaps his chest. She wiggles her behind under his hands." Now, tell me, who do you love?"

" You , summers, you goof!"

" Mmmm… give us a hug."

Ford pulls her closer, and Buffy slips her arms around his neck. They hug, and Buffy playfully bites his neck…hard.

" Summers!" Ford looks at her, concerned.

" Ooops," Buffy giggles, breaking away and heading towards the stairs. " Force of habit, " She giggles. She turns and starts off.

Ford stands there, looking at her. His heart is racing in his chest. God, she's so damned sexy!

She turns, and pushing out her chest, looks at him, pouty face. " Coming, lover?"

Ford exhales, Almost, he thinks.

He follows her like a puppy.

3

" Come on in, Ford," Buffy says, flipping on the lights of the playroom.

"Wow"

The playroom, unlike the club below, has a very high tech feel to it. The walls ore an off white, the lighting, though sufficient, is recessed, giving the room a glow rather than a harshness. Everything is very modern in lines and form, and there is lots of leather, chrome and clear Lucite.

In the center is a large round bed, almost more a platform. It's mounted on a clear Lucite base, and seems to almost be floating off the floor. Painted on the walls are various scenes, modernistic and somewhat abstract, using lots of bright colors and bizarre forms. Hung between the scenes are a variety of toys for a variety of tastes. In one corner, a clear shelf holds the room's stereo system. Next to it is a bar.

Buffy walks over to the bar, and catching that Ford is watching her, puts a little extra bounce in her sashay. She turns on the stereo, which plays soft sensual jazz. She turns and smiles. " So, do you like my little playroom?"

" This place is amazing, Summers," Ford says in awe. " Is there any end to the surprises you've got for me?"

" Oh, I saved the best for last," Buffy coos. She flicks a switch by the stereo, and suddenly, the room is dimmer.. and the floor is gone. Ford , startled, falls on his knees .

" God, Buff. What's the deal?" He gingerly touches the floor. It's there, just invisible.

" Clear coated Lucite, backed up by one way mirrors. Look down, and you can see the entire club from here."

He does, and gasps. Below him is the Gallery where they were, and below that the main floor. He has the sensation of floating on air.

" Pretty cool, huh?" Buffy says gleefully, watching his reaction.

" Awesome, Buffy. Totally awesome, " Ford says, watching the action below.

" It's a cool way to keep an eye on the club, and it gives this great floating sensation, " She says. " How 'bout a drink?"

" You guys drink? I mean… non blood stuff?"

" Of course we do, dummy, " Buffy says, secretly loving that Ford is beginning to think of her as a vampire, and not freaking, " We eat and drink stuff, just no nourishment in it. So, what can I get you, stud?"

" Buffy? Not a stud, just a guy, OK? Really don't want to be thought of as an object."

" I'm sorry, Ford," Buffy pouts prettily. " So, are muffin, beefcake and strawberry out too?"

" You're such a goof, Summers. I never know when you’re serious or not."

Buffy's voice takes on a strange note, " Oh believe me, Ford. When it comes to you? I'm very serious." She lightens her voice and laughs, " And now, not stud, what can I get you?"

" I dunno, Buff. Not much of a drinker." Ford shrugs.

" Ah, I know just the thing. It's sweet and light, with just a bit of tartness… and light on the booze, so you won't get drunk. Of course, if you're sober, however will I take advantage of you?"

" Just be your sweet, sexy self, Summers. Trust me, you can have me anytime you want me."

" Really?" Buffy mixes in a little drug as she fixes his drink. " You flatterer"

She walks over, and hands him the glass. She takes his hand, and leads him to one of the overstuff lounges scattered around the room. She sits and pats the seat next to her.

"Sit next to me, lover."

Ford sits, and she snuggles close to him.

" This is nice, just being here with you," She sighs.

There's a bit of a commotion at the door, and Zoë and Linda enter, leading a third girl.

The new girl is wearing a simple white floor length gown. On her feet, which peek through the hem, are white sandals. She wears a small gold chain on her neck. Otherwise, she is unadorned.

She has long raven colored hair that falls all the way to her bottom. Her face is oval shaped, and her skin is pale, almost translucent in appearance. Her eyes are large and brown, and are adorned with thick lashes. Her mouth is the color of rips cherries, bow shaped and full lipped.

She stands between the other girls, looking down.

" Hello, Marie," Buffy says brightly, " I'm so glad you could join us."

" Thank you for having me, ma'am" Marie almost whispers.

"Marie is very shy…at first, " Buffy smiles.

" Is she a vampire?"

" Oh yes, " Buffy speaks up. " Marie? Show him!"

Marie shakes her head, which sends her hair flying. Her face vamps out.

" Ok, then , " Ford gulps. " Guess I've got a lot to learn."

" Don't worry, baby. We'll teach you, " Buffy pats his leg. " Marie, darling, come here and greet our guest."

" Yes, ma'am, " Marie's features settle back into their human form. She walks over to Ford, and stands shyly before him.

" Hello, sir, " Marie says softly.

" Ford, my name's Ford," Ford encourages her.

" Hello, Ford, sir, " She smiles demurely.

Ford is enchanted by the girl. He reaches out for her hand, but she shies away. Ford looks at Buffy.

" Marie know the rules, " Buffy says lightly, " It's ok, Marie. You can touch him."

Marie places her hand on his. She smiles at him.

" He's so pretty, Buffy."

Buffy turns to Ford. " Do you like Marie, Ford?"

Ford nods, smiling.

" Marie, sweetie, why don't you sit in Ford's lap, keep him company?" Buffy stands up.

" You're leaving?" Ford sounds anxious.

"Of course not, silly. I just need to talk to Linda and Zoë for a minute." She turns to Marie. " You know the rules, right darling?"

" Yes ma'am, no eating."

" Good girl. Now, you have fun." She walks away.

" I like you," Marie says softly, stroking Ford's face, " You're pretty."

Ford blushes." You're very pretty too, Marie."

"Can I kiss you?"

" Yes."

They kiss, Marie's hand slipping under Ford's shirt.

" How come she gets to play with him?" Zoë complains as Buffy walks up.

" Because, Marie is very good at what she does. The whole shyness thing turns guys on, and I want Ford definitely turned on. " Buffy's face breaks into a wicked smile. " He's very important to my plan, honey. I need him to be happy, that's our job tonight. I've already given him the drug."

"Plan? " Linda asks, " Drug?"

Buffy explains briefly about her plan to return to her 'old' life.

"… the drug is a mystical compound. It won't harm him, just make him very happy, and very compliant. And nice thing? It keeps on working. I want him to think only of how much he wants to please me." Buffy grins. Then she frowns, all business. " It's very important that he is not harmed or turned! I can't emphasize that enough. I need him human, ok? Understood?"

" Yes, ma'am" Both answer.

"Good, " She smiles at them. She reaches out, caressing their cheeks. " you're my very good pets."

They lap up the praise.

" Do my pets want to play with their mistress?" Buffy asks softly.

They nod eagerly. They know what Buffy play can mean.

Buffy takes their hands, and leads them back to the sofa. Dropping their hands, she looks down with some amusement on the scene. Marie has been very busy in the last few minutes, and already has Ford's shirt off. She is licking his nipples, while Ford has his head back, sighing.

" Marie! You little minx!" Buffy pretends to be shocked. "What're you doing to my boy?"

Ford, startled, sits up suddenly. Marie almost tumbles out of his lap, but manages to hang on. She turns to Buffy, and smiles shyly. " He's so pretty. And he smells nice."

" Buffy, geeze, I'm sorry… I let things …"

"Shhh," Buffy leans over, kissing Ford softly, " It's ok. I want her to please you. She is, isn't she?"

" Yes, " Ford gulps.

" Ok, then. But I have to tell you, there are some rules in the playroom, and one of them is, you are way over-dressed!" Buffy turns to Linda and Zoë. "Girls?"

Giggling, the three of them surround Ford, and before he can protest, they've stripped him down to his shorts. Buffy watches, laughing at Ford's obvious distress. She looks at his briefs, and sighs.

" No, my goodness, no!" she pretends to be severe. " Those will never do. White briefs, Ford? Are you like a virgin?" She makes some tsking noises with her tongue. She turns to Linda. " Honey, go fetch one of those nice little things we keep around, just for these little emergencies."

Ford looks at Buffy quizzically.

She smiles at him. " Trust me."

His gaze seems to go far away.

Linda swooshes out , and is back in a flash. She's carrying something in her hand, which she shows the others.

It's a leopard print male thong. All of the girls giggle.

" Buffy?" He looks at her, confused.

"Aw, honey, you'll look so sexy in it, " She moves close to him. " Don't you want to be sexy for me?" putting her hand lightly on his chest, she licks him from sternum to belly button. " Please?"

He shivers, extremely aroused. But more, a compulsion comes in his mind, that he wants to do anything to please Buffy.

" Sure, Buff. If you want me to." He says, a little dazed.

" Ladies, " She waves towards him.

" Er, I can do that, " He reaches for the thong.

" No, no, sweetie. Don't take ALL our fun away, " Buffy coos.

The girls surround him, and pull down his briefs. All of them smile when his special equipment comes into view.

" So, did I tell you?" Buffy says knowingly.

" Definitely, four on the floor, " Linda says.

" Hearst shifter, with custom knob," Zoë giggles.

" Zoom, zoom, " Marie licks her lips.

For feels very strange. The lights, the heat, the music all seem so different, so alive. The girls touches arouse him in ways he's never felt before. For a brief moment, a corner of his mind says Run! But he sees Buffy, glowing in the low light, looking at him, devouring him with her eyes, and he ignores it, ignores it all. He wants this.

After a few more adjustments, Ford is wearing the leopard thong. He stands there, blushing, as his excitement is very obvious.

" What do you think, girls? Should we keep him?"

There are general noises of approval and agreement.

" Ok, Marie, your turn"

Zoë and Linda make quick work of Marie's clothing. Her dress is a puddle on the floor, and underneath, she is completely nude. Her softball sized breasts sag just slightly, but her nipples stand up proud and firm. Her pale body is shimmery in the soft light, and her mound is shaved except for a single line of fur near her lips. She turns to Ford, eyes lowered.

" Am I pretty?" She asks, her voice throaty and soft.

" You're very pretty Marie." Ford's breathing is irregular.

I just love to watch her work 'em Buffy thinks, watching Ford's reaction to her.

Buffy turns to Linda and Zoë. She frowns. " Why aren't you naked yet?"

The girls get a guilty look, and as quickly as possible, their clothes join Ford's and Marie's on the floor.

Linda has very round curves, and like Buffy, very perky breasts. Her nipples are small and pink. Her mound curls are as red as her hair, and is trimmed into the shape of a heart. Zoë is lean, with slightly larger breasts and long brown nipples. Otherwise, figure is almost boyish, with a tight little butt and lean hips. She, like Buffy, keeps her mound shaved.

Buffy nods approvingly. " Are you girls happy to see each other?" She asks.

Almost as if cued, the two girls melt into each others arms, and being to kiss passionately. Their hands wander over each other.

Ford sits wide eyed, watching them. Marie, seeing his interest, adjusts so her head is near his lap. She stares fascinated at his penis.

So easy, Buffy chuckles, watching Ford's reaction, he's just putty in my hands.

Buffy clears her throat. Linda and Zoë look up.

" Did you forget somebody?" Her brows arch.

They laugh, and move over to Buffy. Unlike themselves, however, they undress Buffy very slowly, almost making it a strip tease for Ford. He is watching with intense interest as one by one, articles of Buffy's clothing disappear. But more, they caress and kiss Buffy while stripping her, and pinch her nipples and other fun places. They get her down to her white stockings and lacy French cut panties, when she stops them.

Ford is in shock. As beautiful as the others are, he only has eyes for Buffy. Combined with his feeling and the drug in his body, the sexual heat is making him crazy. He can't take his eyes off of her. Smiling as his reaction, Buffy walks over, her hips rolling and her perky little breasts bobbing slightly. She knows the effect she's having, and is loving it.

She sits primly across knees, and leans in to kiss him.

" Is my sweet boy having a good time?" She asks throatily, gently pressing her breasts to his chest.

Ford, breathing heavily, groans his response. Buffy laughs and then looks down at his thong. " My, my, that looks almost painful, " She says, gently touching him. He quivers. " Marie, honey, can't you take care of that for our boy?"

Marie nods eagerly, and moves her head closer to Ford's thong. She stares at it hungrily.

" I thought… you and I…?" Ford gasps out.

" Aw, sweetie. We will. But I'm going to be a little busy. Let Marie have her fun, ok?" Linda and Zoë giggle in the background.

Ford nods. Busy?

Buffy walks back to the other two girls, her ass swaying sexily in front of Ford. He almost loses it right there.

Marie, getting her go ahead, swarms over Ford, her hair covering his lap as she pulls down his thong and begins to pleasure him. Ford's head goes back, and he lets out a loud groan. Reality seems to sink away into colors and sounds and feelings.

Buffy, standing next to the other girls, looks at them. They are kissing passionately, and for a moment don’t notice her. She smiles, then speaks.'

" Darlings, please- please me" She says softly.

Linda and Zoë break their kiss, and look at her lustily. They stand up and flank their mistress.

Ford, hearing Buffy speak, looks up. His eyes are slightly gazed. They focus, and he can't believe what he's seeing. His head lolls to his shoulder, mouth open.

As Buffy stands between them, the girls start to make love to her. Zoë expertly uses her tongue on her breasts, teasing and pleasing her until her brown nipples stand firmly at attention. Linda skillfully uses her hands to rub and caress Buffy all over, paying special attention to her most intimate and sensitive areas.

Buffy stands there, relishing their special touches. Oh god, I forgot how good they make me feel. Her breathing becomes ragged as her pets please her. Her face flushes, and she licks her lips sensuously. Mmmm… yes my babies, there… and oh yes.. there… oh god there!

Ford feels Marie pleasuring him, but in his mind it's Buffy.

Buffy turns to Linda, and offering her wrist, commands her. " Taste me, lover."

Linda smiles up at her, and then her face vamps out. Taking Buffy's wrist in her small, delicate hands, she licks at the veins lovingly. She sinks her fangs a little into Buffy's wrist, and sucks gently.

Buffy gasps as she feels the needle like teeth sink in her flesh . Her eyes close slowly. Her mouth drops open, and she's panting loudly. Oooo yes, the pain … I forgot… oh I want… please, yes … oh god baby feels so…yeessss… please baby… ahhhh.

" Slower, Linda. Slower… make it last," She hisses. More, more oh god more.

Shaking her head, Buffy puts her hand on Zoë's head, and pushes it down.

" Kiss me, my love, " She says.

Zoë grab's Buffy's panties, and pulls them down until they're at her ankles. She puts her hands on Buffy's hips, and using her tongue, begins to pleasure her mistress.

Oh god oh god YES… oh sooo good… mmmmm… my sweet baby, my loving baby…yes… there baby…right there…right THERE!

Buffy moans softly, the pure sweetness of the pain and pleasure hitting her hard.

Linda, knowing to not take too much, stops and lets her features morph back into her human form. She licks up every little bit of blood that spilled from the wound. She looks up at Buffy and smiles, licking her lips.

Buffy looks down on her, smiling and red faced, and caresses her hair. Linda almost seems to shiver in delight at her attentions. Buffy pulls her up, and pulls her to her breasts. Linda suckles them, sighing contentedly.

Buffy's panting moans start to turn into whimpering cries as Zoë brings her closer to the edge. Zoë looks up, shivering in joy at her mistress's pleasure. She feels a warm wet burning between her thighs.

So close, so close my love so close do it do it god do it! Ahhh…. Ahhhh… Ahhhh…

" Hold me, " She breathes to Linda, as her body begins to shake

Linda holds her, and Zoë helps, as her body begins to stiffen and shake. Buffy cries out in ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure runs through her.

The girls add their voices to hers, as if her pleasure is their pleasure.

Ford feels as if in a dream. Buffy seems to be surrounded by colors, her voice like music. Her screams break his brain, and he groans as his pleasure hits its peak.

There is a muffled giggling coming from his lap as Marie diligently keeps things clean and tidy.

The rest of the night is spent in sexual debauchery, partners being switched around, everyone getting a taste of everyone else . They finally wind up on the big bed, all moving around pleasuring each other.

Buffy is the only one who abstains somewhat from this. Mostly she is watching, keeping an eye on her girls, making sure they don't get out of control. She's not a nun about it, and she manages to get a taste of everyone, but mostly she watches.

She allows each of the vampires to take a little taste of Ford's blood. Not a lot, just enough to increase both their and his pleasure.

In the end, with the dawn approaching, the three vampires and Buffy are awake, circling Ford, who is snoozing happily between them.

" Well, I think we wore the poor boy out, " Linda cracks, licking her lips. " but I have to say, he's pretty rugged. Most don't last that long."

" He's a keeper, Buffy, that's for sure, " Zoë says, caressing Ford's leg.

" He's a good boy, and he'll make a nice pet," Buffy nods. " He already wants to do anything I want him to do."

" Can I have him, ma'am?" Marie asks," When you're done with him? I'd like to make him my pet. I like him!"

"No, Marie. Ford is not to be killed. He's important to what I'm going to do, I need him alive to do it. So he lives."

The others groan.

" At least, until my plan is done. Then, Marie, you can have him. OK?"

" Thank you, Buffy, ma'am" Marie smiles shyly. " I'll take good care of him."

" I just wanted to say, ladies, you did very well tonight. I'm very pleased with all of you. A few more times with you, and I'm sure my sweet boy, " Buffy musses Ford's hair,"… will be willing to do anything with me. And oh, Zoë? Linda? Very nice. I loved what you did to me earlier," Buffy smiles at them. She pulls each close in turn, kissing them passionately

They sigh happily, preening under her praise.

" Now, I know you've all worked hard, so I have some fresh blood for you in the 'fridge. Too late to hunt tonight, but micro it and it'll taste ok. Thank you so much." She waves them off. " Go eat while I get my boy ready to go home."

They get up and disappear into the kitchen.

Buffy leans over Ford, and kisses him softly. He snorts, then his eyes fly open.

"Wha? Huh?" He says, looking around. "Where'd everybody go?"

" Silly boy, you fell asleep. The others are having breakfast in the kitchen." She strokes his chest with her nail. "C'mon baby, time to get dressed. It's getting close to dawn."

" Oh shit! Summers, I didn't mean to keep you out all night! I'm so sorry!" Ford says, sitting up.

" Why? Didn't you like our fun?" Buffy pouts, sounding hurt. She wiggles close to him, stroking his thigh.

" Oh god, Buff. I've never experienced anything like that before. I… I…" He starts to tear up, he's so happy.

Buffy hugs him, patting his back. "It's ok, lover. It's not the last time."

" Huh?" He says.

" Oh, the girls just loved you!" Buffy smiles. " They asked me to bring you back again."

" Really?"

" Oh yeah. I think Marie's in love… at least with your penis, " Buffy giggles.

Ford blushes.

" You're with me now, Ford. I'm going to show you things that'll blow your mind."

" Why don't I doubt that?" Ford says, recovering a little of his wits.

Buffy smile. " Now, give me a nice kiss."

Ford starts to lean in toward her, but she puts up her hand.

" No, baby. Not there, " She says, softly.

She takes her nail, and draws it across her soft breast, cutting it just above the nipple. Drops of blood dribble down over her nipple.

" There," She points at her breast.

Ford moves down, and suckles on her breast hungrily

Buffy pulls his head close, and smiles an evil smile.

" That's my boy. My sweet, sweet boy, " She croons softly.

4

Dawn is breaking in the sky as Buffy strides up the walkway to the Revello drive address.

Stopping by the porch, she slips off her sandals. She grimaces at the light.

She feels a slight twinge in her wrist, and looks at it. Damn, gotta do something about that.

Opening her purse, she retrieves a handkerchief. She wraps the wrist, hiding the wound. Better.

Damn, I should've ended it sooner. But we were having such fun, a large smile spreads over her features, remembering the night. Just have to be vewy, vewy quiet. Heh, heh, heh.

Buffy climbs the porch stairs, being careful to avoid squeaks. She prays to all the sleep gods that they keep Faith and her mom asleep until at least she can sneak upstairs.

Opening the front door quietly, she puts her head in. Thank you. Thank you! she thinks to herself when she hears no sounds. She slips in the door, and closes it quietly. Now, if I can only make it upstairs!

She crosses the foyer, and is on the first riser when Joyce's voice rings out from the kitchen.

" Buffy, honey? Is that you?"

Aw, shit!!!

Buffy freezes, then sighs. Busted, I'm so busted! Well, at least it's only mom.

" Yes, mom. It's me." Buffy replies, " Just going to take a shower."

" Ok, honey. Come into the kitchen after you shower. We need to talk."

" Ok, mom. Be down in a few."

Oh man, I'm so dead!

30 minutes later, a freshly washed Buffy, wrapped in a robe and towel on head, walks into the kitchen.

There sits her mom, who on seeing her, frowns a little.

So dead. I'm so, so dead.

However, light years worse, is Faith, sitting next to her in her sweats, grinning ear to ear.

Where's that nice Hellmouth to swallow you up whole when you need it?

Buffy walks over to her mom, who offers her cheek up for a kiss.

" Hi, mom. Hi, Faith"

" Hello, Buffy, please sit down."

" Heya, Buff, " Faith winks. " Somebody's in big trouble" She sings softly.

" That's enough, Faith," Joyce says, but she pats Faith's hand. She turns to her daughter, frowning just a little.

" Ok, young lady . I've been rather worried about you, honey. Where have you been all night?"

" Ummm… ahh… well, with Ford, mom. I mean, we went to a couple of places, and then he invited me home for a nightcap, and we got to talking and boy, we got sleepy and fell asleep and then woke up and oh dear look at the time and by that time the sun was coming up and Ford drove me home and I'm so sorry."

"Uh huh. And dear old mom is old and senile and doesn't know anything, right?" Joyce nods her head.

" Mom!' Buffy says, embarrassed.

Faith in the meantime is sitting back, lapping it up like the cat at the cream bowl. So Joyce can't see, she's giving Buffy winks and the thumbs up sign.

" Faith, thank you for your input, but I don't need you encouraging my daughter, " Joyce says without even looking. Faith blushes.

Joyce sighs. " At least you were with Billy whom I trust to watch out for you. Tell me at least you were careful!"

" Mom, please!" Buffy blushes furiously.

" Don't ' Mom' me, young lady. These days, with all the diseases going around, I want to be sure your thinking safe"

" We were safe, mom. Billy wore protection."

" Whew. Thank goodness for that!" Joyce exclaims.

" We're not children, mom. We're adults!"

Faith snorts.

" No comments out of you, Faith, " Buffy growls.

"Oh really, Blondie? Whatcha gonna do, hit me?" Faith smirks.

Buffy's brow clouds over.

"Adults, huh?" Joyce asks, ignoring their exchange. " Seems to me adults would remember to cal those they love and let them know they're ok, " Joyce sighs , " When I checked your room at 1 a.m., I just thought ' ok, out having a good time'. At 2 a.m. I started thinking, ' hope she's ok'. After 3 a.m., I just didn't go back to bed at all."

" I'm sorry, mom, " Buffy mumbles, " I didn't mean to worry you."

" I know, honey, but you did. A simple phone call telling me you'd be late, would've saved a lot of worry." Joyce relents when she sees how miserable Buffy look. " honey, I'm not mad. I was just worried about you. After everything that's gone on, I was scared something awful happened. Faith, when she got up at 5 a.m. for her run, went out looking, seeing if she could find you."

Buffy looks at Faith, her face softening.

" You did? That was so sweet, " She says, smiling.

" Don't get sappy, B. Good thing I didn't find you. I'm pretty sure car guy…"

" Ford."

" … yeah, him, woulda been real embarrassed to have me yelling at him for keeping you out late and worrying your mom, and then you woulda gotten it next!"

But Buffy acts as if she doesn't hear Faith. She just smiles. She really cares about me! She gloats.

"What're you grinnin' about, dope?" Faith sees her expression.

"Nothing."

" Buffy?" Joyce says." Buffy!" She repeats.

" Mom?"

" Next time you know you're going to be late, you call me, ok? I don’t care what time, you just call me. Clear?"

" Yes mom, I'm really, really sorry."

Joyce shakes her head. "Well, you're too old to ground , and too big to spank…"

" Not for me, Joyce. I'll do it, " Faith smiles wickedly

Buffy blushes. And secretly gets tingly, thinking about it.

" Thank you Faith, but don't help me, ok?" Joyce cracks. Faith looks embarrassed. " Well, my darling delinquent, " Joyce says, "feel like some breakfast?"

Buffy nods. " oh yeah, I'm starving!"

Joyce feigns shock. " Oh, my goodness. My daughter has an appetite. Maybe this staying out all night making love is a good thing!" She turns to Faith. " What do you think?"

" GOD! MOM! PLEASE!!!"

" Well, I know I like a nice snack after a good…" Faith makes a grunting sound. " Guess it’s not just me." She laughs.

" You guys are awful!" Buffy declares, smiling and blushing and looking adorable.

" Teach you to stay out all night without calling, " Joyce laughs. "Waffles?"

" please?" Buffy asks. " Extra butter and syrup?"

" God, he musta…" Faith starts, but Buffy cuts her off with a look.

Joyce notices the bandage on Buffy's wrist.

"What's that?" Joyce asks.

" What's what?" Buffy asks, all innocence and light.

"" This, young lady," She grabs Buffy's wrist, holding it up.

" Oh, that, " Buffy blushes. " We got sorta… frisky…" She trails off.

" Frisky?" Faith snorts.

" I don't want to know. I really don't want to know! " Joyce throws her hands up in mock horror, and walks away..

"Thanks so much, Faith, for helping, " Buffy grouses.

" Oh, lighten up, B." Faith shift chairs moving to sit next to Buffy. " So , tell me, how was car guy?"

" Ford!'

" Ok, Ford. How was he?"

Buffy looks in the direction of the kitchen, then back. " He was… great" She giggles.

" Really? Gee, he was cute, but looking at him… " Faith shakes her head. " So… ummm… how was he…" She makes a hand gesture.

" Think Hearst shifter, with a custom knob." Buffy gloats.

" Really? Geeze!" Faith's eyes go wide. " Hey, when you're done with him, can I have him?"

They both giggle.

" How's his… gas mileage?"

Buffy looks like she's thinking about it. " Mmmm… well…he's got pretty good gas mileage… and fills up pretty quick between stops".

" Oh?" Faith nods. " How many…"

Buffy holds up three fingers.

"….impressive…"

She adds another.

" Holy… ok, now I know I want him when you're done!."

" Well, Faith. You don't have to wait…" Buffy trails off.

"Huh?"

" I'll share!" Buffy grins.

" Buffy, he's your boyfriend!"

" Faith! He's a boy, and he's a friend, but hardly a boyfriend!" Buffy laughs. " more like, friend with privileges"

" Geeze. Buff. I couldn't do that. Wouldn't be right!"

" Why not? I don't mind," Buffy grins, " and anyway, he kinda likes you."

"Really?" Faith perks up.

" Oh yeah, he talked a lot about you last night. Kept asking about the hot brunette at the table. I was beginning to think he wanted to be with you rather than me."

" Aw, B. I'm sorry," Faith says.

" Naw, like I said, just friends." Buffy gets a wicked gleam. " Of course, we could share him together."

"What?"

" You know…" Buffy starts counting her fingers. " One little, two little, three little Indians…"

" BUFFEE!" Faith cries, making a face.

" Oh, please, Faith. You've never been three to a bed before?"

" How you girls doing in there?" Joyce calls from the kitchen.

Both girls blush.

" FINE, MOM! " Buffy calls out.

" Ok, nearly done.""

" Don't hurry mom, we're good!"

" C'mon, fess up, Faith. You've been ménage a trios before. At least!"

" Well, yeah… but never with another girl!"

"What?"

" Always been brave, brave , squaw, " Faith points to herself on the last. " Never two squaws and a brave."

" Never?"

" Never!"

" Never thought about it?"

" No!"

" Really?"

" You deaf, Buffy? No!"

" You never, ever, ever thought about being with another woman before.?"

" No!" Faith says… then grins. "Ok, ok, maybe I fantasized about it… maybe… but never seriously."

"So, you fantasized about it huh?" Buffy grins. " Someone I know?"

Faith all of a sudden isn't looking at her, but looking anywhere but at her.

" Someone I know!" Buffy busts her. "Who?"

Faith shrugs, not looking at her.

" Who? c'mon, I won't tell. You can tell me!"

Faith shakes her head.

"Amy, right? She's cute, got that whole witchy sexy thing going."

Faith shakes her head.

" Willow? Yeah, I can see it. She's a cutie and a half. Was it Will?"

Faith doesn’t answer.

" C'mon, I wont tell her."

Faith shakes her head.

" No? Not mom. Please tell me you didn't…"

Faith looks at her shocked

" Ok, ok… who… no…not .. me?"

Faith gulps.

" ME?" Buffy is definitely tingly. She narrows her eyes. " you're shitting me!"

Faith shakes her head.

" Really? Was I good?"

" I swear, Buffy, " Faith growls, " if you ever tell ANYONE, I'm going to look for an exception to the no kill humans rule in the slayer handbook!"

" Faith you can trust me, I won't tell, " Buffy says.

Faith looks at her suspiciously.

" Slayer Pledge!" Buffy raises her hand.

" There's no Slayer pledge!" Faith makes a noise.

" Well, there should be!" Buffy says, quietly.

" If you tell…"

" I won't!"

" Ok. It was while I was in prison. It'd been a looong dry spell, and I have to admit, I was really feeling horny, ok? So, anyway, there was this little blonde inmate…"

" Was she cute?"

" Heck no! She had this whiny voice and acne…"

" Oh, well, thanks, " Buffy huffs."

" Not you, dope. Anyway, she really took a shine to me. Got really aggressive, you know? Finally had to put her down in the showers. She started getting grabby. But … well, with all the sexual tension, and being horny…and it'd been a long time…" Faith trails off.

" Go on" Buffy encourages her.

" But the grabbiness? Well, it did get me a little…and then, later in my bunk, I was really itchy… so, my mind wandered, but I didn't want to think about that skag, so I got to thinking about small aggressive blondes, and damn if you didn't pop in my head. Worse, you popped in my head naked. And then I was naked. And then you were crawling between my legs…" Faith turns beet red. " … anyway, it happened, and it was just that one time, and it'd been a loooong dry spell…"

"Wow!" Buffy is flushing a little. "So, was I good?"

" BUFFEE!"

" Ok, ok."

Faith mumbles something.

"Huh?"

" I came so hard I thought I was gonna break the bunk," Faith repeats, really low. " But hey, don't get weird on me. Didn't mean jack. I don't think about you … don't like you. OK? Don't get dewey eyed and slobbery."

Faith scoots her chair away.

" Faith…" Buffy says.

" No! Don’t! It was that one time, and I was over horny, and it meant squat. I don't think about you!"

" Ok, ok…" Buffy smiles wickedly."… but you know, it doesn't have to stay a fantasy…"

" BUFFEE!" Faith stands up suddenly." Ok that's it I'm outta here."

" Sit down, Faith!" Buffy waves her hand. " I was just yanking your chain."

Faith looks at her suspiciously.

"What?"

" Do you got a ' thing' for me?" She asks, brusquely

" What?" Buffy looks shocked. Shit. Not now. Not now!

" Well, do you?"

" Whatever gave you THAT idea?" Buffy says, " We hardly like each other."

" Well, Red said…"

"Willow said?" Buffy makes a rude noise. "Well, there you go!"

"What?"

" She's gay, Faith. She probably filters everything through that. Probably thinks every girl is in the closet, secretly."

" I dunno, B. She was makin' some pretty good sense last night…"

" You were talking about me last night?"

" Only on the side… we were talking about her problems, and you kinda came up as we were walking home."

" Oh," Buffy said, " So what did Willow say?"

" Only that… well, you got this big old crush on me…"

Buffy snorts. " Oh please, get OVER yourself!"

" Well, you gotta admit, it kinda is weird, Buff. Ever since I've been here you've like followed me around, and sought me out for advice, and you give me these looks…"

" Oh geeze, Faith. God, the last two weeks? Remember, was vampire. Trying to recover form that. I've been major weirded out. If I'm following you around, asking for advice, it's because in a way you've been where I've been, and you got the best handle on what I’m going through, except maybe Angel, but with our history, not wanting to dip in that well, so …?" Buffy shrugs. " And the staring? Maybe I'm just zoning out again. Been doing that a lot. But geeze, if being in the same room makes you wiggy, " Buffy stands up, " I promise, won't happen again. " Buffy starts to leave.

" No, wait… Buffy… stay!" Faith says, grabbing her arm. " I… ok, it was stupid, but it was late and I was confused…"

" Look Faith. I'm perfectly willing to keep my distance. Believe me. I don't want weird anymore. This is the first morning where I've felt halfway normal…" Buffy shakes her off. " Damn, it was going so good ,too. Later."

" No, B. Wait. Ok, stop… I'm sorry. I was wrong, ok?" Faith says, " It just wigged me a little, thinking you were like hero worshipping me."

" You? Hero- worship you? God, you really do have a massive ego Faith. Get over yourself!"

" Well, you don't have to get so snarky about it!" Faith bristles.

" Ok," Buffy bristles.

" Ok!" Faith says. " Sit down!"

" Ok!" Buffy sits.

" Ok!" Faith sits.

" Willow told you I was all like crushing on you? Where'd she get that idea?"

" She said she came over, and all you could talk about was me."

" Well, she came over, that's true, But we didn't talk about you. It was kind of awkward actually, but I think she's still got some issues of me …" Buffy's voice drops."… killing Xander when I was like…evil. And…it was awkward, you know?"

" Ok"

" But believe me, we didn't have the I Love Faith show. Trust me. That's just fantasy!"

" Ok, ok," Faith says. " Wonder why she told me you're crushing on me?"

" Heck if I know?" Buffy says. She thinks, " Well, you know, Faith…" Buffy trails off.

" What?"

" Will is gay. And, she's been alone a long time. Wouldn't surprise me if she was the one with a crush on you."

" What?" Faith says, but remembers Willow's parting kiss last night. " That's… silly."

" Why? I mean, since Tara got her brain…" Buffy makes a sucking noise, " … Willow's been alone. There's been nobody with her… and you have to admit, hell, even I have to admit, you’re a pretty cute and sexy woman."

" Who's a cute and sexy woman?" Joyce asks, bringing plates of waffles, eggs and an assortment of goodies.

" Geeze, mom, expecting the army to drop by?" Buffy looks at all the food.

" You said you were hungry…and I know Faith is hungry, right?"

" Oh, I think she could eat something," Buffy makes sly remark. Faith turns red.

Ok, exactly what happened in here while I was in the kitchen? When I left, Faith had the upper hand. Hmmm.

" So, who's a cute and sexy woman, Buffy?"

" Well, Faith here. Wouldn't you agree, mom?"

"Well, yes, I suppose, never really thought about it. Know I think she's sweet."

" Thanks, Mrs. Summers, " Faith says, reaching for some waffles.

"So, why are we talking about Faith's cuteness and sexiness, anyway?"

" Mom!"

" Mrs. Summers!"

" Oh, I get it. Sex talk. Can't do it in front of old mom. Got it." Joyce nods. " Well. Buffy, you have to know I had sex at least once in my long, long life" Joyce smiles.

" MOM!" Buffy covers her ears. " Don't want to hear it."

" I mean how do you think you got here? By stork!"

" Not listening.LALALALALALALA!" Buffy sings.

Faith gives Mrs. Summers the OK sign. Joyce laughs.

" I love doing that to her."

Buffy uncovers her ears.

" Buffy?"

" Yes mom?"

"SEX!"

" MOM!"

"SEX, SEX, SEX!" Joyce crows.

Faith is busting a gut.

" Ok I'm leaving now so you two can go back to your sex talk without dear old mom grossing you out, " Joyce picks up her plate and leaves. " By the way, Buffy?"

" Yes, mom? " Buffy says impatiently.

" There's bigger than Hearst shifter!"

" MOM! GO!" Buffy turns red.

Faith is rolling in her chair, laughing.

" Bye now… SEX!"

She leaves, laughing.

" I swear, I'm gonna have her committed." Buffy growls, eating some eggs.

" Now, don't. You're moms the coolest!"

" Yeah, so I hear. Wish she'd try it around me!" Buffy grouses. " So, anyway, back to what we were discussing…"

" Buffy, that’s just mad. Willow isn't crushing on me…" Faith pauses. "… I don’t think."

" You don't think?"

" Well…."

" What?"

Faith briefly describes the walk home last night, leaving out the Buffy parts.'

"She kissed you?" Buffy's eyes go wide.

" Not a kiss, kiss. Just a peck really. A kind of " Thank you" for listening to her problems, you know?"

" Oh?" Buffy looks at her , " Why didn't she come to me with them?"

" Buffy? You've been major weirdness lately."

" True," Buffy sighs, " Too true."

" She just needed to talk, and she got I guess feeling all grateful, and gave me a peck."

" On the cheek?"

" On the lips."

" On the lips?" Buffy says," hmmm" She pretends to think about that.

" What?"

" Well, did you like it?"

" Huh? Hell no…" Faith shrugs. "Well, it was ok, I guess. Didn't think about it, really."

" Really?"

" Ok, it was nice , sort of. OK? Happy?"

" I don't care, " Buffy shrugs. " You could do a lot worse."

" What're you talking about?"

" Willow, what're you talking about?"

" You're nuts. Were you listening earlier? I don't drive automatic, honey. Strictly stick."

" How do you know if you haven't tried it?"

" BUFFEE!" Faith growls. " Have YOU tried it?"

Buffy nods.

" You have? When?"

" Back in college. Riley… that was my boyfriend after Angel, had just dumped me, and Willow was all into Tara. And I met this girl at the bar, and she got dumped. And we commiserate, and got drunk, and we wound up at her place….and it happened." She sees Faith's expression. "Geeze, no looks, IT was just that once, and I was drunk!"

" OK, " Faith says. " So , how was it?"

" Aw, geeze, Faith I was drunk. It's all hazy…" Buffy blushes.

" C'mon, I told you."

" It was kinda cool," Buffy admits, " I mean, different. All soft, and no forgot to shave…and she had really soft lips…and knew just what buttons to push. Yeah, it was cool."

" Really?" Faith says." Hmmm"

" You could do worse."

"Worse than what?"

" Willow."

" Oh, were not back to that again, are we?"

" Well gee, don't be so dismissive. I mean, Willow's been alone for a long time."

" She's got Tara."

" Tara… yes, I know she loves Tara… but, c'mon. Willow's young and healthy, she has needs… and Tara can't help her…"

" She loves Tara!"

" I know that, dope." Buffy shakes her head, " I'm not talking love affair here. Just comfort sex."

" Comfort sex?" Faith looks at her. " Like pity sex?"

" Heck no. I mean, you have sex to give support and comfort. Help her feel better about herself. Cure the terminal hornies, you know?"

Faith shrugs.

" And it's not like she's a virgin with girls, like you. She could like… teach you."

" Buffy, god. I told you … that's not me."

" How do you know? I told you I tried it, and it's pretty sweet. With the right girl. And I'm pretty sure Will could be the right girl…"

" I don't know, " Faith says, " it's just weird."

" Weirder than having a wet dream with me as your fantasy?"

" Buffy…" Faith growls.

" Not telling anyone… just…look, if it weirds you….we could… I mean, I've done it. And you've already kind of been with me, sorta… and once you try it, you might find you like it…"

" Uhhh… thanks, Buff. That's real…nice of you, but…" Faith shrugs, " Just not me, you know?"

" Ok, like no big to me. Just, I know Willow could use some comfort, and you must be … like needing some…I don't see why you guys don't … at least try it."

" Ok … well, will you look at the time. Gotta run. Literally. Thanks, Buff. Been a blast… sorta." Faith gets up.

" Faith don't get wiggy. I'm not like trying to force you. Just…think about it."

" Ok, I'll think about it…" Faith says. NOT!

' Ok, well, have a good run. See you at Giles later?"

" Oh right, the meeting. Sure, later at Giles."

" Ok, Bye!"

" Bye"

Faith exits.

Buffy looks at her plate, and suddenly she's not hungry. Frowning, she pushes back her chair and leaves the dining room.

Going upstairs, she slips up through the trap door and into the attic. She makes her way to her secret place, and opens the door.

Walking over, she turns on the lamp, and looks at the pictures. The anger that started at the table swells. She growls, and starts ripping them down.

" Damn you, damn you, damn you!" She yells at the wall. " Why don't you want me?"

She starts pounding on the wall until the anger fades, and only the hurt is left. She leans against the wall and cries.

Recovering herself, she sees the pictures on the floor and panics. She kneels down, picking them up.

" I know, it wasn't you… I know that." She says softly, kissing the pictures.

" She can't have you, you know? You're mine, baby." She hugs the close to her.

She starts putting them back up, smoothing them when needed. She stops and stares at the wall. Her face softens.

Almost as if in a dream, Buffy moves backward until she falls on the bed. Her robe, uncinched, falls open. She is nude beneath it.

Her eyes are glued on the wall. Her lips part, and she whispers " I love you!"

Her hand trails down her body, touching her nipples, which are already erect, and over her tummy, and down lower.

A soft smile comes to her lips, She looks adoringly at the pictures on the wall.

" Aren't I pretty?" She asks. " Don't you want me?"

" I know you do, you dreamed about me!"

Her hand moves in slow lazy circles. A sigh escapes her lips.

" I'll show you, baby, how good a woman can make you feel. I'll make you feel so good… so good."

She starts to rub herself harder.

" So good…"

She starts to pant.

" So fucking good…"

Her breathing grows harder…

" You belong to me, not her. Me!"

Harder. Moans

" You're mine!"

More moans.

" MINE!"

To be continued
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