Because of Her
by Red
book 4
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Because of Her
book 4
Red
Joss' folk.
BW...F/T...NC17
Summary: What happens when the slayer takes charge?
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Faith looked at the sleeping blonde in her arms. Her heart was doing backflips. How in the hell how she gotten so lucky? Careful not to wake Tara, Faith gently brushed the golden bangs from the sleeping witch's eyes and grinned bigger than she'd ever grinned before.
For the first time in her young life, the slayer was in love. Never, ever in her life, had someone been so gentle with her body, so caring, so...so loving. It brought tears to Faith's eyes just thinking about the love that had not long ago been made.
Yes, love...Faith had made love, for the first time ever.
And she liked it.
It was new, both emotionally and physically and she was addicted. Her body, her mind wanted more...as did her heart.
Reaching up to her own eyes, Faith wiped the tears away. So this was what it was like to be loved...
Lying there, she was hit with a whirlwind of memories...her childhood, the abuse she'd suffered at the hands of her mother, her mother's various 'friends'...the abuse she herself had inflicted over the years to people she didn't know names of...the abuse she had inflicted upon Willow...
Buffy's punishment for that abuse.....
Faith pulled on the chains that held her to the bed. Panicking, she growled, cursed, screamed every threat and obscenity she could remember. It wasn't the first time she'd been chained naked to a bed, however, it was the first time she couldn't break the chains.
And that scared the hell out of her.
"Lookin' good, F."
Faith tried to raise her head.
"B, what the fuck is this shit?"
"This," Buffy purred, stepping closer to the bed, is what you've always wanted."
She sat down on the edge, her eyes burning into Faith's and the dark haired slayer knew that it wasn't Buffy looking at her...it was the Slayer.
"Look, I'm sor-"
She was shut up by a hard slap to the face.
"Do NOT even say that word. What you did...never EVER say that word!"
Faith tasted her own blood and felt her entire body shaking. She was going to die...and not quickly.
The Slayer grabbed a handful of dark hair.
"You touched what's mine...MINE...you hurt her, made her bleed, bruised that beautiful body, tore her up inside and out." She pulled harder and Faith winced. "That was a bigger mistake than switching sides to work for evil, Faith." The Slayer leaned in close, her eyes burning a hole in Faith's. "Hurting MY Willow is the worst thing anyone can do."
Faith swallowed hard, more scared thatn she'd ever been in her life.
"How can I make it up to you, B? Tell me, please, I'll do anything!"
Her voice was barely above a whisper and desperate. The Slayer grinned.
"You're gonna get what you've been wanting, Faith...me."
And with that said, the Slayer released her hold, stood and undressed. Faith watched. How many times had she fantasized about naked Buffy? But now, now, the only thing she felt was fear...no arousal, no fun, plain, unadulterated fear.
The Slayer grinned and Faith closed her eyes, the fear swallowing her. A second later, she felt the weight of her fellow slayer on her chest and smelled the scent of her dreams. Only this wasn't a dream and this wasn't Buffy.
"Open your eyes, Faith."
Faith did as she was told and was met with the sight of her deepest fantasies.
"Better than you'd imagined?" the Slayer purred, scooting closer to the brunette's face. "I think you know what to do."
"Faith, sweetie."
Tara's soft voice shook the slayer out of her haze and she turned, meeting big blue worried eyes.
"You ok?"
Faith smiled. "Never been better, baby. You?"
Tara grinned naughtily and curled closer, her gentle fingers caressing Faith's cheek.
"I have never been this happy...I love you, Faith."
Faith felt her heart nearly leap from her throat.
"I love you, Tara...I do, honest to GOD I do."
Tara raised up enough to press her lips gently against the slayer's and as she did, Faith's arms wrapped tighter around her.
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Willow rolled on top of Buffy and grinned down at her.
"You seem awful proud of yourself, witch," Buffy mused, brow cocked as she fought back a grin.
"Three in a row," the redhead beemed proudly. "I'm pretty stoked."
Buffy reached out and brushed the bangs from Willow's smiling face, the grin unable to be surpressed any longer.
"Someone's getting the big witchy head," she teased.
"Hey, I made the slayer...VERY VERY happy, three times in a row...I'd say I'm entitled," Willow teased back, lowering her head to lick a nipple.
Buffy groaned, her eyes closing. "Will, mmmmm, baby, aren't you tired?"
Willow answered by taking said nipple into her lips and sucking hard. Buffy's hands moved down her witch's back, grabbing the tender bum and squeazing gently.
"Naughty witch, needs another, mmmmm, spanking, GAWD!"
Willow giggled as she sucked, moaning herself as her slayer's hands squeazed and teased. Switching nipples, she began a rythym, lick, suck, nip, switch, repeat...and she did, back and forth, not stopping when the phone rang.
"Oh gawd, Willlllllllllll.....ignore it, go away, busy here..."
One hand now rested on Willow's head, fingers gently twisting in strands of red, while the other tenderly kneaded witchy bum.
And the phone rang on.
Finally, Willow looked up, much to her dismay.
"It sounds like an emergency, sweetie...you should probably answer it."
Buffy growled and reached over to the bedside table.
"Do NOT move!" She picked the phone up. "This so had better be damn important! Giles?...What?...You called me for that?"
Upon hearing the caller's identity, and realizing that it WASN'T the end of the world, again, Willow giggled and gave in to the michief that danced in her head. A huge grin on her face, she slid down Buffy's body, nestling her head between her slayer's thighs.
Buffy looked down, her eyes widening as she felt warm witchy tongue.
"GAWD! Huh? No, Giles, I wasn't talking...yes, yes I know this is important...uhhuh..."
Buffy tried to get Willow away, waving her hand madly as her witch thrusted in and out, flickering her tongue back and forth over sensitive places.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh....uhhuh...important, meeting, stars aligned, got ya...ok then...huh?"
Willow attached her lips to Buffy's clit.
"DEAR LORD! What? No, no, I'm so not mocking you, Giles, I swear, mmmmm..."
Willow giggled and sucked harder.
"Soooooooo gonna get spanked...NO! No, Giles, the evil beings, so gonna get spanked, spank that evil mmmmmm....we'll be there, bye."
She managed to get the phone back to the cradle just as Willow gently bit down, sparing Giles the scream of I SO LOVE YOU WILLOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!
Willow slowed down and kissed her way out, resting her head on Buffy's tummy, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.
"Four," she proudly announced.
Once Buffy finally came down, she looked down at her redhead, grinning just as evilly.
"Get my paddle."
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Faith hurt. Her ass was one big bruise, not to mention the inside of it. She had been played with all morning and the Slayer didn't play soft. Everything on her hurt, but nothing more than her jaw.
Damn, she could barely chew her food at lunch.
The past two weeks she had been the Slayer's sex toy...slave, sex slave, that was more like it. The Slayer would show up every morning and Faith would pleasure her...any way the Slayer ordered. If Faith gave her trouble, it was the leather paddle, one hundred times across her ass.
Faith had stopped giving her trouble on the third day.
Faith found out she was being held in a crypt...chained when the Slayer wasn't there. She had enough link to move around the room, use the makeshift bathroom...there were a few books for her to read, but that was it. The chains were magicked, slayer proof and there was a guard upstairs when the Slayer wasn't here.
A vampire.
One with some chip in his head that kept him from killing and had him helping Buffy and the damn Scoobies.
One that was rather fond of Willow.
"You want more? There's more fried rice."
Faith shook her head.
"I'm good, thanks."
The Slayer nodded. "I'll leave it, in case you get hungry later." Standing, the Slayer moved to the chains and Faith stood, offering her hands. "Good girl, you are learning."
The Slayer chained her and grabbed her jacket.
"When is this gonna be over?" Faith asked, her voice soft.
The Slayer grinned as she moved to the ladder.
"Get some rest, Faith, you look like shit."
Faith watched her disappear up the ladder and laid down on her side, wincing.
And for the first time in her life, the dark haired slayer was honest to GOD sorry.