Because of Her
by Red
BOOK 2
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Because of Her
book 2
Red
Joss' folk.
B/W...B/F...*cringes*...F/T
big bucket of NC17
Summary: When Faith switched bods with Buf, she so got caught! And my Buffy, wasn't quite so...ahem...forgiving.(takes place in my season 4)
NOTE: I adore Faith, just not with Buffy and in lew of all the B/F fic out there, I must deal with my grrrrr through fics such as this. Yep, I so got me some issues.
THANK YOU to those who asked for more...this, is for you.
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"Um, Buf, oxygen...becomming an issue."
The slayer let her arms drop from around Willow and smiled sheepishly.
"Sorry, Will...I just...gawd, I missed you so much," she confessed, her fingers now entertwined with the redhead's.
"I was only gone two days, sweetie," Willow replied, grinning huge. Oh yeah, she was totally eating this up.
Buffy's brow cocked. "Oh, so then, you didn't miss me so much?"
The witch was so tempted to have some fun...to be blase' about the trip to Angel's and play it off as though she hadn't had the slayer...HER slayer, on her mind the entire time.
"Well, yeah, baby, course I did," she admitted, deciding to have that fun. "But ya know, I was there on a mission. I mean, Cordelia really needs to lock up that computer when she's not around for a few days. I like Angel, he's the big brother surrogate, but between us, he looks at a computer and it breaks on purpose, just to piss him off." She chuckled at her own joke, then added, "So, not really alot of time for the heavy missing."
Buffy's lips formed the most perfect pout, weakening Willow and prompting the redhead to come clean.
"And ya know," she went on, pulling Buffy's hand to her lips and kissing softly. "That fantasy about how I was so gonna chain you to the bed when I got back and lick every flavor of ice cream we have from your gorgeous body, sorta made me erase the whole section on Keena demons when my drool dripped onto the keyboard."
She grinned and Buffy's brow went up.
"Oh, you evil, teasy thing you," Buffy playfully growled, gently but firmly pinning Willow to the wall, hazel eyes locked into green. Willow gasped then moaned huskily, causing Buffy's hand to slip around her pinned witch to give the teasy bottom a good, hard squeeze. "You are so going to get spanked."
Willow bit her lip and pressed into Buffy's strong hand, her face contorting into her best, I'm sorry I was a bad little girl,one, giving the slayer no choice but to press her lips hard against her witch and take her mouth. Dominating the kiss completely, Buffy finally pulled away, smirking and leaning to Willow's ear, her soft lips grazing the lobe.
"I want this ass bare and in the air..." She squeezed hard. "Now."
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Faith looked at the bag of cookies in her hand, her nose wrinkled up, her brow furrowed. If the experation date read correctly, she should go back to the mini mart and kick the guy's ass for attempted murder. Instead, she listened to her stomach rumble, cocked a brow and tossed another one into her mouth. If she could risk her life fighting evil, why not satisfying her hunger?
"Slow night?"
The voice startled her and the cookie bag was dropped in favor of a nice pointy piece of wood Faith quickly pulled from her waistband as she spun around, ready to slay.
"Damn, witch, you tryin' to get yourself killed or somethin'?" She returned the stake to it's proper place and picked the bag up from the ground. "What the hell are you doin' out here?"
Tara, her breath returning after it's hasty retreat at the sight of SHARP OBJECT APPROACHING, choked back a smile at the flustered slayer and held up the paper bag in her hand. Faith's brows shot up.
"Is that what I think it is?" She inhaled deeply and grinned. "Is IS what I think it is."
"Two doublemeat specials, extra catsup, no lettuce, box of fries and..." She held her other hand up. "King sized orange drink, no ice."
Faith took the bag and the huge cup like it was Christmas.
"Thanks, T, you have no freakin' idea how hungry I am."
Tara smirked. "I do have ears, you know," she teased.
Faith smirked right back. "Pretty ones at that." She hopped up on a large tombstone and patted the spot next to her, for Tara to join her. Tara, who was now just a shade or two from Willow's hair, sat down.
"So...slo-slow night?"
Faith nodded, taking a bite of one of the burgers, which was nearly half of it.
"Two stupid ass vamps...and I do mean stupid...one fell onto my stake...like, tripped, over a damn tombstone and dusted his stupid self." Tara giggled and Faith smiled. "You have a nice laugh, witch."
Tara's face moved a shade closer to Willow's hair. She always blushed when complimented, something she had just learned due to the fact that until she had met Willow and the Scoobies, no one had ever complimented her...well, no one but her mother and she had died years ago. But there was something about the dark haired slayer that made her REALLY blush. Maybe it was because Faith was just so, blunt. No, no, Anya was blunt, Faith was...in your face.
The choice of words made Tara blush even more, images of having the slayer, literally, in her face, dancing through her not so innocent mind.
"Must be somethin' damn naughty...makin' you blush like that." Faith grinned as she filled her mouth full of fries, then offered Tara some.
The blonde witch took one and officially hit Willow hair. Faith laughed.
"Better tell me, T, or I may start thinkin' you're picturin' us naked, you bent over this headstone with me on my knees doin' a whole other kind of slaying'."
Forget Willow hair, Tara was now in Ronald McDonald country. Faith laughed even harder and finished off the first burger. The dark haired slayer was extremely perceptive and had noticed the way Tara looked at her when the girl thought no one was looking.
And Faith liked it.
She liked Tara. For as much hungry and horny she had had in her short life, Faith had never actually LIKED anyone before. Well, aside from Willow and that had turned out about as well as Giles' one attempt at wearing spandex. At least that had given them guaranteed laughs for the rest of their lives, thanks to Xander's polaroid. Her crush on Buffy's best friend had...well, to say it had ended up bad would be like saying Yankee fans like their team.
One time she had allowed herself to actually like someone and she had screwed it up in ways so bad, it defied the imagination. No, Faith Spencer and liking someone in THAT WAY just didn't work. But that didn't mean she couldn't have some nice and naughty thoughts about headstones...
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"Oh goddesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss....."
Buffy held Willow's hips firm, her nails digging in just enough to add to her witch's already blissful state as she slid slowly in and out.
"Bad, bad Willow," she cooed, lingering at the entrance to Willow's deliciously tender bottom a moment, teasing her poor mate. "Making your slayer think you didn't miss her."
She brought a hand back and lightly drug the nails over Willow's very red, slayer spanked ass, eliciting a wanton moan from Willow, who pushed back, whining.
"Buffyyyyyyyyy, pleaseeeeeeeeee..."
Buffy grinned and pulled the strap away from her mate.
"Please, what, sweetie?" Willow answered with a low growl. "BAD BAD WITCH!" Buffy gave her a few good spanks, then slipped a single finger into Willow's bum.
"Why do you, mmmmmm, oh goddess...do you always make me mmmmmmmmmmmsay it?" the witch groaned, desperate for more of her slayer.
Buffy pulled her finger out, leaned in and licked Willow's earlobe. "Because, I LOVE dirty Willow talk."
She pressed the faux cock teasingly against Willow's bum again and wiggled it.
"Oh goddess, you are sooooooooooo evil, mmmmm, pleaseeeeeeeeeee fuck me slayer!!!!!!"
Buffy felt her own wetness and licked the lobe again. "Where, witch?"
Willow growled again and again, Buffy spanked her.
"My naughty ass, slayer, pleaseeeeeeee fuck my naughty little slayer spanked ass!!!!!"
Her needy, hungry voice sent the sweetest of pleasure throughout Buffy's body and she slid deep into Willow's ass, pulling out and repeating. Willow cried out, pushing back to meet her slayer's every hard thrust and before long, both voices rang out loudly, but thanks to a little spell of silence, no one in the dorm heard a thing.
(to be continued.....)