A Dance of Faeries
by Nykademis
Good Girls Have Curls
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Disclaimer: I don't own them. If I did there would have been 'alot'
of 3somes in Season 3.
Rating: NC-17
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Title: A Dance of Faeries/ Good Girls Have Curls 7/?
Author: Nyka
Summary: Buffy, Willow, Faith 'and' water? What the hell could I do
with 'that'. *wink* Faiths POV and later Buffy's.
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I'm not gonna survive this day.
But if I die. I'll go a happy woman.
This bath tub is huge. You could have orgies in this thing.
It's so damn hot.
Hot water, and Willow's hands on my breasts, with Buffy's hands in
my hair.
She's leaning over me and her breasts are eye level.
I want to reach out and touch them. But Mistress has ordered me not
to move beyond her instructions, which have so far been to lean back.
Willow's massaging soap into me. She started with my shoulders and
seems to have gotten stuck on my breasts.
"Hold on I'm almost done"
Buffy sounds a little miffed at me. Probably because I've dropped my
head back against Willow again.
After a few more minutes she announces she's done with my hair.
Willow's still on my breasts.
"You know I always wanted breasts like these" she says this as she
tweaks my nipples.
"Looks like you have her's" Buffy sits, braced on her knee's which
are on either side of mine.
"Yes indeedy I do"
She sounded like her old self.
Well her pre-kink self.
I sigh and shiver.
"You okay Faithy? Still with us?" she rests her chin on my shoulder
though Buffy's rinsing the soap from my hair.
I bite my tongue to keep from moaning.
Willow releases my breasts and takes the rinse cup from Buffy's
grasp.
"C'mere slayer" she growls.
She must be talking to Buffy, cuz I'm flush up against her.
She pulls Buffy into a hot kiss. Both of their chins on my shoulder.
I hear the little blonde moan and I know Willow's doing some of the
fancy tongue work she looks 'way' to innocent to know.
When she realeases her, she turns Buffy's face towards mine.
We kiss and I feel her breasts come into firm contact with mine.
Willow's somehow dropped the cup and dragged Buffy so that I'm
pinned between them.
For a short uncomfortable moment I feel trapped. I know I should be
panicking but Buffy's soft breasts against mine, is a little
distracting.
Did I say a little? I meant I can't think straight.
Not that I ever did.
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~~~Buffy~~~
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Willow slid her hand up my back and dragged me against Faith.
The feel of our flushed skin connecting is driving me wild.
And the way she kisses? Oh god it should be illegal.
Make no mistake.
Willow has one 'talented' tongue.
I know I'm moaning but I don't care. Believe it or not I'm not
usually so vocal.
She releases my lips and leads me to Faith.
We share a deep kiss and I press firmly against her.
She stiffens for a moment, then she's breathing heavily, trying not
to make a sound.
Willow somehow gets her hands between our bodies and she's rubbing
my breasts. Pressing my nipples to Faith's and pinching us both at
the same time.
Apparently I 'can' get wetter than I already am.
And it has nothing to do with the bath.
Faith arches up and out of our kiss. She's finally been forced to
moan.
"Ahh kitten do you purr?" Willow licks Faith from her shoulder blade
to her cheek.
And to the surprise Faith, the bad girl, the 'want, take, have'
queen of the world. Purrs.
It's amazingly erotic.
Willow thinks so too. If her reaction was any clue.
"Out of the bath now"
Her voice holds command.
We don't think not to adhere to her words.
We immediately stand naked and dripping before her.
Faith's still purring with every breath.
Willow rises from the soapy water of the bath, like som goddess from
a sea of bubbles.
"Buffy towel"
I grab the nearest one while she sits Faith on the tub wall.
She takes it from me and starts drying my fellow slayer.
She starts with her head and works her way down, quickly.
She beckons me to her, and tells me to kneel behind her.
Then presses my hands between her legs.
"Have me" she whisperes before diving into Faith.
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~~~Faith~~~
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She's never gone down on me before. I've gone down on her twice.
That first day alone. In my cheesy motel room.
"Those are digits baby I want TONGUE!"
I remember her moaning that.
I'd been giving lip service to her breath then. She obviously
rathered I start lower.
No objection here.
Good lord and I thought she could kiss.
I didn't know it was humanly possible to do those things with your
tongue.
Well Willow can.
What did she do? you ask.
Use your imagination.
It took all the slayer balance and concentration to keep from falling
back into that tub.
I felt every little move she made. I was attuned to everything
around me. For balance sake. It proved to torture me more.
Then she started thrusting forward. Took me a while to notice Buffy
working on her from behind.
The feral look in her eyes alone was enough to turn me on more.
She met my gaze.
Buffy knew I was watching her.
Her eyes grew more wild and feral as she thrust into Willow.
I could feel her little moans in my pussy.
Suddenly Willow grabbed my ass and dragged me off the tub completely.
Buffy moved back with her keeping her fingers connected with
Willow's center the whole time.
Willow's moans grew longer. The vibrations they created came
stronger.
Buffy's eyes got wilder.
And then she winked.
I knew what she was about to do.
I couldn't wait.
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~~~Buffy~~~
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I winked.
I knew she knew what I was about to do.
So I did it.
Quickly.
Turning I tucked myself underneath Willow, replacing one hand with
my mouth.
I tasted her for long moments, and she began thrusting down onto my
face.
Her flavor was far beyond pleasing, and I wanted more.
I rolled my tongue and thrust it completely into her warm, wet cunt.
My finger's remained inside.
She screamed into Faith, who screamed for the both of them.
They both spasmed for several moments before slumping to the floor.
Willow was too spent to even remove her face from between Faith's
legs.
Faith was barely conscious.
They must of been 'very' worked up.
"I.." Willow's voice is broken and breathless "I noticed something
about us"
Faith makes a sound that passes off as curiousity.
"What about us Wills?" she's still sitting on my face, I'm licking
her periodically.
"Buffy, and I have hair" she points to the general area of our
groins "Faith is bald. Nothing, not even a landing strip"
I haven't really thought about it so I check now.
So does Faith.
"I guess it's true then" Faith croaks as she lays her head back down.
"What?" Willow and I ask in unison.
"All good girls have curls"
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