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The Rogue Slayer	By : Kinetickid Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 12311 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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�What�s wrong?� Buffy questions Riley as she sits down across from the pale looking soldier.

�Walsh was killed.� Riley turns haunted eyes to his girlfriend. �In the depths of the Initiative, she was killed.� Riley runs a shaking hand through his hair. �Buffy��

�What is it Riley?� Buffy reaches across the small table, clasping his large hand in between her two smaller ones.

�She�they created a super soldier. Adam. He killed her and now he�s out there, somewhere. From what little bit I could find out, he�s made up of all kinds of different demons and computer parts.� Riley admits quietly.

Buffy frowns deeply. �Frankenstein.� Buffy whispers. She looks at Riley. �He�s what attacked Faith. He�s the one that almost killed her. You�ve got to find out what he is, and what we can do to take him out. Faith said they fought for only a little over a minute and he did that kind of damage to her.�

�I don�t know if I can, Buffy. The Initiative is in an uproar right now. I should be there, I had to come and tell you what was going on. I could get in some serious trouble for telling you what I have.� Riley slowly stands, squeezing Buffy�s hand in his. �I�ve got to get back, hopefully they won�t have noticed I�ve been gone.�

�Try, Riley. If that thing is that tough, and it�s killed, it needs to be taken down.� Buffy narrows her gaze on her boyfriend.

�I know. I�ve got to go, Buffy. I�ll contact you when I can.� Riley sighs before quickly striding out of the small coffee shop.

Buffy continues to sit at the table, running her thumb over her lip as she thinks. Standing up, she walks over to the phone. Dropping the coins in, she dials Giles� number. �Giles, you going to be home?�

�Yes, Buffy. What�s wrong?� Giles questions, hearing a note in his slayer�s voice that he can�t quite place.

�I�ll discuss it when I get there. I�ll be there in ten minutes. �Bye.� Buffy gently replaces the phone before heading towards the door, smiling briefly at the employees as she leaves.

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�Buffy, I�ll send out all the feelers I can about this Adam character.� Giles pinches his nose. �Do you think Riley will be able to give you any information about this Adam?�

�I don�t know, Giles.� Buffy stands at his front window looking out on the front yard. �He didn�t make me feel real confident about his abilities to get us anything.� Buffy slowly turns to look at Giles. �We got to get anything we can on this�monster. We can�t take the chance that it won�t start attacking the public. After what he did to Faith�� Buffy takes a deep breath, shaking her head. �I have a feeling if Tara hadn�t healed her, Faith could very well be dead.�

�I meant to ask, could you give me Tara�s phone number? I would like to call and ask after Faith. Maybe see if I can see how�s she doing tomorrow, stop by.� Giles allows a small smile to cross his face.

�Sure.� Buffy walks over to the notepad by the phone, writing Tara�s number down quickly. �Just be prepared. If you say or do anything to irritate Faith, Tara will possibly take you down about it.�

�Sorry?� Giles looks at Buffy with a seriously confused look on his face.

�Tara seems to be very�protective of Faith. Why that is, I haven�t a clue since as far as I am aware, they�ve only met the once. Plus Faith going to her room when she was attacked. I don�t know, I�m just confused.� Buffy frowns, not able to figure it out.

�Have you asked Faith why she went to Tara�s room?� Giles questions, leaning forward in his chair.

�No. But I asked mom when I called to check on Faith this afternoon. Mom said Faith told her it was because Tara�s room was the closest.� Buffy tilts her head. �I mean, it makes sense. But why go to this woman�s room, that she only met the one time, instead of to our room?�

�Don�t you think you�re worrying about this a bit much? I mean, Faith was hurt horribly, and she was probably just thinking closest place to crawl to that was a safe haven. Somewhere where she could get help, or help could be sent for her.� Giles leans back in his seat. �I don�t see this being a problem, Buffy. Or anything to worry about. I mean, Miss Maclay has helped us numerous times in the past month since she found out about everything.�

�No, no. I trust Tara. Even with her�forceful attitude last night. She�s helped Willow so much with her magic skills. Not just showing her how to do spells, but the right way of doing it. At least that�s what Willow tells me. I don�t understand, but she said something about not drawing on the energy around her, but to draw on the energy within herself. I don�t know, Willow went on a babble fest and I kind of was lost during the majority of the rest of what she said.� Buffy admits, grinning slightly.

Giles chuckles, understanding completely. �She does have a tendency to ramble on. What Miss Maclay is showing her, is the proper way to learn and use magic. I must commend the young woman for taking the time to show Willow the proper usage when I see her next. From what you explained before, Tara was trying to heal Faith to the best of her abilities and didn�t have the time, nor the inclination to explain. Which is probably a good thing, it may very well have saved her life.�

�You�re probably right. I�m just thinking it�s something more. You know Faith, she doesn�t much like anyone.� Buffy shrugs.

�That�s not quite true, Buffy. She just isn�t as�trusting as most people. She�s had some hard knocks growing up that has made her naturally distrustful of people. And before you ask, no I cannot disclose what information I am in possession of.� Giles sighs quietly.

�Fat lot of help you are.� Buffy grumbles. �I guess I better go finish patrol.�

�If you come across Adam, I would suggest you head the other direction. Or be sure that he doesn�t see you. I don�t want you to end up like Faith, or worse.� Giles suggests quietly.

�No problem. After seeing Faith, like that.� Buffy shivers for a moment. �Not something I�m in a hurry to happen to me.� Buffy nods to Giles as she slowly opens the door. �I�ll see you later. Anything and everything, Giles. We�re going to need it.� Buffy slips out of the room, gently closing the door behind her.

Giles glances up at the clock, seeing it�s almost 10:00 debating for a minute, Giles picks up the phone, dialing Tara�s number.

�Miss Maclay, this is Rupert Giles.� Giles starts, smiling at the soft tones answering him back.

�Yes, Mr. Giles. How are you?� Tara questions, leaning against the wall by the phone, smiling gently at Faith as she slowly wakes up from the phone ringing.

�I�m fine, thank you for asking. I was actually calling about Faith. How is she doing?� Giles chews on the earpiece of his glasses, waiting for Tara to answer.

�A lot better than she was last night. I�ve been trying to keep her drugged so she can get some sleep and let her slayer healing finish what I started. Of course, she�s being stubborn about it, but I�m winning so far.� Tara smirks as Faith snarls her lip at her.

�She is a bit� stubborn.� Giles chuckles quietly. �Do you need anything, dear? Does Faith need anything? Maybe some more pills or clothes, food?� Giles questions softly.

�No, I have pretty much everything under control. I think there�s enough pills for me to knock her out for a few more times. The slayer healing is great, but slayer metabolism breaks down the pills something like five times quicker than normal.� Tara reaches down in the refrigerator and grabs a water, stretching the phone cord so she can hand Faith the drink, smiling as Faith mouths the words thank you, as she opens the bottle, quickly downing the water.

�If you would like, I could bring some more pills by tomorrow and see Faith. I would like to see how she�s doing.� Giles admits. �Don�t tell her, but I�ve been worried about her.�

Tara chuckles softly. �Well, she�s in good hands, if I do say so myself. I�ll make sure she�s very well taken care of. But you are more than welcome to stop by tomorrow.� Tara let�s Giles know which dorm she�s in and her room number before they say goodbye and hang up.

�So, tweed man is planning on coming by tomorrow, huh?� Faith questions, smirking. �Definitely in good hands. But next time we take a shower together, we�ll be takin� a shower together.� Faith huskily states, her eyes roaming the witch�s body, the insinuation very clear in her voice.

�Is that so?� Tara raises an eyebrow at the slayer. �How are you, sweetie?� Tara questions seriously as she grabs another water out of the refrigerator, walking over to the bed, handing it to the dark-haired woman.

Faith shifts over in the bed a bit, giving Tara more room to sit down. Smiling as the witch takes her up on her obvious offer. �Every time I come to, I feel a lot better. The pain doesn�t seem to be as bad.�

Tara nods her head. �You telling me the truth, or are you sugar coating it?� Tara questions quietly. �I want the truth, Faith. I don�t want to question whether you will lie to me, about anything.� Tara searches the slayer�s eyes as she makes the statement.

�Honestly, I feel a lot better. I�m still getting twinges, especially if I move a certain way. Some aches and pains, but not anything serious.� Faith explains softly. Faith shifts up further in the bed, pulling the pillow behind her to help prop her up some. �Can we go without the pills for a while? See how I do without them?   Because I really don�t like takin� that shit.� Faith scratches the back of her head, where the gash was. �Damn things itchin�.� Faith grumbles.

Tara chuckles quietly. �Let me look at it. It�s probably just natural healing, but it won�t hurt to make sure there�s no infection.�

�Not like it�d be botherin� anythin� if it was.� Faith jokes, turning her head for Tara.

�Are you putting yourself down, sweetie?� Tara gently separates the hair looking at the area. �Just a little dry, nothing else. I have something that might help that.� Tara offers as she stands digging around in her bottom dresser drawer, pulling out a small baby-food sized jar with some dark red stuff in it.

�What�s that?� Faith looks at the jar curiously.

�I sometimes get extremely dry skin, this is a cream I created that clears it up in record time.� Tara smiles as she sits back down on the bed, gently separating the hair and scooping up a small dab of the cream on the end of a finger, gently working it into the dry area.   �There, that should help.� Tara closes the jar, placing it on the table.

�Thanks.� Faith quickly grabs the witch around the waist, as she turns back towards her, dragging her in against her body as she captures the woman�s lips in a heated kiss. Running one hand up to cup the back of the woman�s head, Faith groans as Tara�s tongue matches hers stroke for stroke. As she feels a warm hand slide under her shirt, stroking over her back, and another hand cupping her neck, Faith whimpers at the pleasure shooting through her body from the two points of contact.

Tara pulls back at hearing the whimper, when she realizes it�s a whimper of desire and not pain, she dives back in, kissing the slayer even stronger, tongue battling against tongue, before she nips at the end of the quicksilver muscle, trying to capture it in her mouth as it escapes. Growling deeply, Tara finally captures the teasing muscle, sucking strongly before nipping gently. Finally releasing Faith, as she has to break away to breathe, Tara groans as the slayer tilts her head, nipping her way along her jaw-line. When Faith sucks her ear lobe into her mouth, Tara whimpers in need. As Faith releases the lobe and strokes her tongue up and over her ear, Tara�s body shakes with desire. �Faith� Goddess!� Tara whimpers loudly.

Easing away from the witch, Faith�s dark eyes look into the blue, desire-filled eyes of the witch. �I want you. I�m not going to act like I don�t. And, honestly? I�m horny as hell. That damn shower got my motor revvin� and it ain�t completely went away yet.� Faith growls, when she sees the obvious look of distress cross the witch�s face, Faith shakes her head quickly. �I know you didn�t try to turn me on, on purpose. It�s just� Fuck! It�s been a while, okay? And you�re sexy as hell!� Faith�s eyes drop down to the breasts straining against the witch�s tank top, the obviously aroused nipples.

Tara moves a slightly shaking hand to Faith�s face, cupping her cheek while running her thumb over the kiss-swollen lips. �I�m not so sure you�re healed enough for what you�re wanting. �Cause I got a serious feeling you aren�t just going to lay there calmly and let me give you what you want.�

�Nope. First off, me and lying still? Not much of an option. Second, this won�t be just a me thing, I�m planning on spending some time acquainting myself with your body. Intimately acquainting myself.� Faith slides her hands from the witch�s waist where they�d been resting, up her sides to cup her breasts, brushing her thumbs over the witch�s nipples, watching them harden even more through the tank top. Faith shifts her hands down to the bottom of the tank top, grasping it gently before looking up into Tara�s eyes, silently asking the witch if she can remove the piece of clothing.

�It hurts, we stop.� Tara whispers, smiling gently as Faith nods her head, grinning. Raising her arms, Tara whimpers as Faith doesn�t even wait to get the tank top off completely before she captures a nipple in her mouth, sucking strongly.

Faith tosses the tank top away as she releases the nipple in her mouth, kissing her way over to the other one, nibbling gently on the hard nub, her hands urging the witch to shift over her.

�Faith, your top.� Tara whimpers, as she shifts her body, straddling the slayer, easing her body down on the woman, being careful not to put her full weight on the woman. As Faith leans back and looks at her questioningly, Tara smirks as she reaches down, pulling the slayer�s top off quickly tossing it behind her. �Shift down.� Tara orders, lifting her hips up, groaning as eager fingers slide under the edge of her shorts. As Faith slides down farther than she wanted her to, Tara starts to complain, then cries out the slayer�s name as an eager mouth and tongue start kissing and licking up her inner thighs. Grasping the headboard as a pair of thumbs stroke over her lips, one sliding in to stroke firmly through her wetness, circling her clit teasingly. Unable to stop, Tara starts rocking her hips, urging the slayer to stop the teasing.

�Be easier without the shorts.� Faith pants, her mouth watering at the witch�s smell. Wanting to bury her tongue as deeply inside the witch as she can, Faith growls quietly. Shifting around from between the witch�s legs, she unceremoniously pushes the witch�s shorts down, grinning as Tara quickly slides her legs together. Working the witch�s shorts the rest of the way off her, Faith urges the witch further up towards the head of the bed, separating her legs again before sliding back under her.

�Faith, I want� Goddess!� Tara cries out loudly as Faith pulls her down and without warning slides her tongue deeply within her, stroking in and out at a furious pace, her nose grinding against her clit while her hands grasp and knead her ass cheeks. �FUCK!� Tara screams, grinding her body down on Faith as she comes hard and quick.

Faith groans as she laps at the sweet flavor of the witch, gathering all the fluid she can find before moving one hand, sliding three fingers into the witch while capturing her clit between her lips, flicking her tongue over the quivering muscle while searching deep within the witch. Releasing the clit, Faith hoarsely calls to the witch. �I want you to explode, to soak me completely. Don�t hold back, I want everything you got.�

Tara pants heavily, her body arching and pushing against the fingers inside her, stroking over her g-spot. �Keep�that�up�.mmmmm, yes!� Tara groans, rotating her hips. �You�ll�get�it�.SHIT!� Tara arches her body, her whole body tensing as Faith rubs more firmly and quickly over the spot.

Faith gently scrapes her teeth over the witch�s clit, finally tipping the woman over the edge. Moaning at the flood of liquid saturating her, Faith tries to capture the warm flood. Sucking and licking the witch, keeping up her rubbing as Tara whimpers and groans, her body shaking uncontrollably, extending the woman�s orgasm, Faith whimpers as she laps up the last of the liquid readily available. As Tara�s shaking finally starts to slow, and her clenching muscles ease, Faith gently slides her fingers out, lapping up the additional liquid ambrosia escaping from the witch.

Dropping her chest on the headboard, Tara whimpers loudly as Faith continues stroking her tongue over her, causing miniature orgasms as she flicks strongly over her clit. �Faith�� Tara softly calls the woman�s name, unable to stop her hips rocking motion.

�God, I could spend days just like this.� Faith admits as she finally eases back from the witch, dropping her head back onto the pillow, nipping the leg beside her head lightly.

�Not�possible.� Tara finally pants out the words, trying to get control of her breathing, and the small tremors still working their way through her body.

�Why not?� Faith growls, starting to alternate nipping the skin by her mouth with licking over it.

�I would collapse.� Tara finally is able to say, without panting too terribly much. Shifting her body down the bed, Tara stops, looking into Faith�s twinkling eyes. �How are you feeling?� Tara questions softly as she leans down, kissing down the slayer�s neck, stopping to suck on the woman�s pulse point.

�The�oh, yeah. Suck hard.� Faith arches up into the witch�s mouth. �Feeling wonderful. Honestly I don�t feel any pain at all right now, except the pounding going on between my legs.� Faith�s sex roughened voice admits.

�You said you want a pounding to go on between your legs?� Tara questions, trying not to laugh as her hands reach down, cupping the woman through her shorts.

�God, yes!� Faith cries, arching into the hand pressing firmly against her sex.

�Hmmm. I might be able to do something about that.� Tara admits as she shifts and strips the slayer of the shorts quickly, before gently easing the woman�s legs apart, allowing herself to see the woman�s aura, smiling as she only sees the briefest flash of pain occasionally flaring, knowing that the endorphins from the sex was probably keeping the slayer from noticing the occasional sparks of pain from being noticed.

Sliding up between the slayer�s thighs, Tara groans at the musky/sweet smell of the slayer�s arousal, her eyes traveling over the bald mound and the juices glistening on the outer lips.

�Don�t tease.� Faith growls deeply, the desire thick in her voice. �I�m about ready�FUCK YEAH!� Faith cries out as Tara simultaneously slams three fingers inside her while sucking down hard on her swollen clit. Arching into the witch, Faith�s body rocks hard against the welcome intrusion. As Tara starts a fast paced, firm stroking inside her body while alternating sucking and flicking her quivering clit, Faith grunts in approval. As she�s rocking her body faster against the witch, Faith moans loudly as Tara curls her fingers, stroking repeatedly over her inner sweet spot. Feeling the orgasm starting to coil through her body, Faith whimpers. �Gonna be a flood.� Faith warns, as she feels the tell-tale signs of an expert lover quickly bringing her to the point of female ejaculation. When she hears a quickly grunted good before Tara sucks even more strongly, Faith whimpers continuously as it feels like even the tip of her nose is about to climax. As her body explodes, Faith screams out Tara�s name as a rainbow of colors burst behind her eyelids, her body arching hard.

Tara moans into Faith, keeping her fingers buried in the woman�s heated core, not able to move them because of the muscles clenching down firmly. Lapping up all the fluid she can, Tara isn�t aware of the whimpers coming from her as she eagerly gathers the slayers essence. �So good.� Tara murmurs softly, in between slowing strokes of her tongue over the collapsing slayer. As she feels the slayer�s flexing muscles finally relaxing, Tara gently eases her fingers out from inside her lover. After she finishes cleaning the slayer, she smirks as she laps the fluid from her fingers as she climbs up the slayer�s body, stopping at Faith�s breasts, sucking firmly on the brown aureoles alternately, before working her way up to the panting mouth of the slayer, placing a gentle kiss on her lips before easing down beside the woman.

After a few minutes, Tara whispers quietly. �Was it good for you?�

Faith groans loudly. �I�ll let you know when I stop seein� pretty sparklin� colors.� Faith turns her head, allowing a smirk to cross her face at the knowing gleam in the woman�s blue eyes. �Like you don�t know.�

�Just making sure.� Tara places a kiss on the slayer�s cheek, as she runs a hand softly up and down the woman�s body. �I don�t want to possibly scare you off, Faith. But I think I can fall deeply in love with you.� Tara admits, circling a finger around the slayer�s belly button. �And you don�t have to say anything back. I just want you to know that. I thought about you quite frequently the past month also. I always carefully listened whenever Willow or Buffy mentioned you, I wanted to know how you were doing.�

�Why didn�t you call, or tell them to let me know you wanted to see me?�   Faith questions, capturing the witch�s fingers with hers, lacing them together.

�I didn�t know if you were interested. Plus the whole demon thing.� Tara admits quietly. �I�m serious about that, Faith. If I become evil, I want you to take me down.�

�I know you are.� Faith sighs deeply. �Only if you�re evil, if not, we�ll work around it. But I honestly don�t think it�ll come to that, Tara. I think it�s a load of shit.�

�Promise me.� Tara states softly, leaning up on an elbow to look the slayer in the eyes. �Say it, please.� Tara begs quietly.

Faith clenches her jaw for a moment, searching the beautiful blue eyes, finally sighing. �I promise if you become an evil, killing monster, I will be the one to take you down.� Faith whispers, watching as the relief floods the witch�s eyes. Reaching up, Faith strokes the back of her hand down the soft skin. �Come here.� Faith tugs her down, wrapping her arm around the woman, urging her in tightly against her side.

�Thanks, Faith.� Tara whispers placing a gentle kiss on the cheek before she buries her face in the strong column of the slayer�s neck. �Do you want the pain pills, or do you want to wait?�

�Wanna wait.� Faith smiles as she hears the quiet chuckle coming from the witch. �Sleep, Tare. I know you didn�t get any last night.� Faith frowns as she realizes the woman has to be running on fumes.

�Had a cat nap late this afternoon before Buffy showed up. It helped.� Tara cautiously runs her leg up the slayer�s thigh. �Does this hurt?�

�Nah.� Faith shakes her head, reaching down and grasping the leg. �Go ahead and lay across me, if you want.�

�Let me know, and I�ll move it if I have to.� Tara murmurs, not realizing how tired she was, but as she allows her body to relax after the mind blowing sex, she feels how heavy her eyelids are actually getting.

�Sleep. You�re tired.� Faith strokes over the woman�s hair with one hand, while stroking the part of the witch�s leg she can reach easily.

�Thank you, Faith.� Tara whispers as she slowly falls asleep.

Faith frowns, wondering what the witch is thanking her for, about ready to ask when she feels her settling more heavily into her, her breathing deep. Sighing quietly as she allows a soft smile to cross her face, Faith whispers.   �I think I should thank you for comin� into my life.� Faith wonders if there�s something Giles might be able to find out about a person possibly becoming a demon when they turn 20. Filing that thought away to ask later, Faith gets more comfortable, closing her eyes thinking about the blonde woman lying partially on her, feeling at peace with the thought of being with this woman, not having the urge to leave as she would normally.
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