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Betray	By : Prophecy Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 3258 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Come into my parlor," said the spider to the fly, "for I have a little something here."
- The Cure

She comes home to find me in her bed, smoking and watching a movie. Some Sandra Bullock flick that happened to be on. With Dawnie tucked safely away at Janice's, tonight is the night--because I know.
"What's with you?" she asks, all concern and innocence. I could just eat her up.
"Nothin'. I'm five by five."
"Yeah, I can see that," she replies dryly.
Immediate defense. "What, I can't have a mood swing now and then?"
She looks upset. Good. It's working. "N-no.. I was just wondering if there was.. a reason. For it. I'll just.. be downstairs."
Move.. now. I get up quickly and block her way out of the room. "No. You won't."
She raises an eyebrow at me. "Excuse me?"
I kiss her quickly, deeply, hard. I bite her lip and it bleeds a little bit. It's okay. She kisses me back and we stand like that in her doorway for awhile before I start inching her backwards towards her bed. I hold her hips tightly, pulling her against my thigh.
I let her breathe. "I don't think I mind this mood swing," she says, a little out of breath.
I smirk. "I wouldn't think so."
I take to her neck then, licking and sucking on the vulnerable vein along the side. She moans a little, tilting her head to the side, and we reach her bed. Pushing her back onto it, I dig my blunt teeth into her flesh and pull. She cries out, wincing.
"Faith.. ow.."
"Sorry," I say without sounding very sorry at all. "Thought you'd be into that."
She looks at me strangely, but seems to let the remark go. Silly girl. I pull her shirt off and duck my head to suck on one already-stiff nipple while playing with the other. She puts up with it for a few minutes before she pulls me up to kiss her.
I allow it. we kiss gently for a moment or two, and then i attack her mouth again, as though I want to devour every inch of her. I bite her lips til they bleed and pull on her nipples. The blurred line between pleasure and pain wraps itself around her, and she rides either of them out, gritting her teeth together as a single bead of blood trails down her chin.
She looks broken. But she isn't; not yet.
I unbuckle her pants, and my name comes from her lips, but i ignore it. Off go the pants. Off go the boots.
"Faith." her voice is louder now, maybe a little scared.
I don't bother looking up from my business of undressing her. "What?"
She forces a slightly sick smile. "What's the rush? Come here.."
I slide my finger around the inside of the waistband of her panties and smirk a little. "Come where?"
She puts her hand on top of mine and pushes it off of her lightly. "I'm serious."
I raise an eyebrow. "What if I don't want to?"
Her voice is shaky when she answers. "Something's wrong."
I fold my arms across her thighs and rest my chin on them, looking up at her. I'm all innocence. "Why don't you tell me what that is?"
"I think you're the one who has something to tell me."
"Maybe. When the time is right. Not before then."
"When the time is right?"
"Mhm. See, there's a certain time when I can tell you this thing. Not a moment beforehand. It's kind of like.. a surprise."
When she was good, she was very very good. But when she was bad.. she was better.
"I-I don't understand."
"You will. Now come on." I sit up and reach for the edge of her panties again, but she pushes my hand away more forcefully than before.
"I don't want to right now."
I try a different approach.I move up and kiss her lightly. Gently. Sweetly. Telling her it's all okay. Everything's going to be alright. She kisses me back reluctantly and I keep it going, cupping her cheek and not letting it get any deeper or more forceful.
It works.
She wraps her arms around my back and pulls me down closer. I cup the back of her head, brushing my thumbs across her cheeks. I am in control again. She is mine.
Her hands find their way down to my hips, and I know for sure I've got her. My hand moves down her body, tickling every sensitive area as my tongue dances slowly in her mouth. Her hips raise up to meet mine, and I run my nails back over that particular area again.
She moans--what a sound, what a sound--and her back arches. I waste no time. I slide my hand down inside her panties and slip a finger into her. She sighs, grabbing hold of my hips and kissing across my neck.
I whisper. "I have a question for you."
She continues what she's doing. "Shoot."
I add two more fingers so three of them are sliding in and out of her slowly. She's seeping out everywhere, soaking the sheets and me. The scent of her burns my memory.
She cries out loudly, thrusting her hips up towards me and trying to rub herself against my hand. I continue arousing her without giving her any sort of release as I ask her.
"Did he do it like this?"
"Oh god, Faith," she moans, not even hearing what I said.
I raise my voice, I lose my temper a little. My fingers move faster. "Just Faith? Just me?" The words come out like something nasty-tasting in my mouth. "Or did he fuck you like this too?"
She cries out loudly. Am I hurting you? Too bad. Too bad. Now you know how it feels. I waited all that time. "What?"
"Spike." That definitely left a nasty taste in my mouth. I speed up my movements as fast as I can. "Did you think I wouldn't find out? Did you think that bleached bastard wouldn't come bragging to me about how he hit it with my girl while I was locked up?" I press down hard on her clit.
She comes violently, crying out my name repeatedly, and all I can do is glare. "Surprised you didn't call out his fucking name." She falls back onto the bed, breathing heavily, and I get up and pointedly go into the bathroom to wash my hands.
When I return, she's pulled the covers up over herself. She looks at me as though she wants to say something, but I take my jacket and leave before she speaks. Before I get so angry I take her delicate neck in my hands and snap it.
Before I do something else to her that I just won't regret enough.
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