Chapter Two

Faith woke slowly in a pleasurably warm haze. She moaned in delight, struggling to rouse herself to see what was going on.

"Jesus!"

She scooted up the bed in shock, her eyes not quite understanding what they were looking at.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Buffy reached up and pulled Faith back down to her:

"Buffy want Faith."

"Yeah, well Faith wants to be asked."

She squirmed away again and Buffy's eyes narrowed.

"B, if this is some kinda joke, it's really crossin' a line. I mean…"

Buffy hauled Faith back into place, then covered her with her own body:

"Faith talk too much."

And then she kissed her, ramming her tongue into Faith's mouth. Faith began choking and gasping as she turned her head and leaned back into her pillow as far as she could go:

"What the fucking hell are you fucking doing?!"

She scrambled out from under Buffy and stood, quickly grabbing an oversized t-shirt from the chair and slipping it on.

"B, did you hit your head or somethin'? Maybe I oughta call…"

Before Faith even knew what was happening, her shirt was torn off and she was back on the bed.

"No move. Buffy want Faith."

Despite the craziness of the situation, those words ripped right down the center of Faith's body and she felt herself growing wet…wetter.

"B, what the hell! You can't…"

Buffy was nuzzling into Faith's neck:

"Mmm…Faith smell good."

The goose bumps that popped up on Faith were the size of mountains, and the tremor that shook through her was Richter Scale worthy.

"Buffy…"

"Faith taste good too."

She could feel Buffy's tongue swiping along her neck and Faith knew she had to stop her. And she was going to stop her…in just……a second. Yep, she was absolutely going to be stopping her……

"B, stop."

"Buffy want, Buffy take."

"Yeah, well if this was caveman days, you'd be all set. As it is…"

Buffy lifted up her head and looked at Faith:

"Faith not want Buffy?"

She said it with such confusion, Faith tried to explain as honestly as she could:

"B, that's not it. Course I want you, I've always wanted….What the hell am I saying? What the hell are you saying?!"

She wriggled loose and stood up, walking away from the bed to stand by the door. She was breathing hard and shaking her head in disbelief:

"What the fuck is this?"

"Faith mad at Buffy?"

She looked so sad sitting on the edge of the bed, Faith relented and walked back over to her. She crouched down in front of Buffy, taking her hands lightly in her own:

"B, I'm not mad at you. It's just…well, we don't have this between us, you know?"

Buffy was clearly not happy to hear that:

"Faith lie! Faith mine! Buffy with Faith."

"That'd be nice, but you got some wires crossed here and…"

Buffy's pulled her up, spinning and slamming Faith down hard onto the mattress:

"Faith bad! Kiss Buffy!"

Faith had no clue what was going on, but she did know she wanted Buffy. True, maybe the situation wasn't ideal, but at the moment it was pretty hard to think why that really mattered beyond "because it's wrong". But it was wrong, Faith knew that and she couldn't just take advantage of Buffy.  She had to be bigger than that, tougher than that.

She thought quickly and decided she should kiss her, maybe then Buffy would calm down. She was getting more and more agitated, but Faith was hoping if she gave her a little something she wanted, Buffy would be easier to reason with. Then Faith could call Giles and get some help for the crazy situation they were suddenly in.

She tentatively let their lips meet, but that didn't last for even a second, and it wasn't just Buffy who couldn't resist. Faith felt herself spark and ignite, and then Buffy growled and pinned Faith's hands down on either side of her head. Her tongue plunged in and her body pushed down hard, making it clear just who was in control.

After a minute she pulled back:

"Faith mine. Buffy take Faith."

"B...you must be under a spell, okay? Now I don't wanna get rough, so just let go and…"

Buffy smiled and it was nothing but sexy and dangerous:

"Buffy like rough."

Faith felt every hair on her body stand up as every cell leapt to attention, and she knew she was in trouble.

She had always wanted Buffy, always, but over the years she'd learned to accept that they were only ever going to be friends. She was careful, never allowing Buffy to see how she truly felt about her because she valued their friendship more than anything else in the world. It was precious, and Faith had promised herself that if she ever got it back, she would never do anything again that could put it at risk.

She'd been given a second chance with Buffy, and Faith had gratefully taken it and run with it. She'd sealed off the part of herself that wanted Buffy every minute of every day, and she had never given Buffy the slightest indication about how she felt. It was hard, it was painful, but the reward had been well worth it.

Faith couldn't let this happen.

"Last chance, B. Let go of me or we're gonna throw down."

"Mmm…Buffy like go down."

She nipped hard at Faith's neck and Faith whimpered, her resistance disappearing all too swiftly. She knew it was now or never and she used her full Slayer strength to throw Buffy off of her…except Buffy didn't budge.

"What the…?!"

She struggled again, doing everything she could to pull her hands free, but Buffy kept them pinned with seemingly little effort.

"Buffy say stay. You stay!"

"How the hell are you so much stron…Oh, God!"

Buffy's mouth surrounded her nipple, sucking and biting as her tongue twirled around. When Faith moaned, Buffy switched to her other breast, going back and forth until she had Faith moaning nearly nonstop. She smiled as she dragged her tongue back up Faith's body, stopping her journey only when they were face to face:

"Faith like Buffy. Buffy make Faith dance."

"B, we can't. This isn't…"

Buffy ignored her, and it wasn't long before she did exactly what she said she'd do. Her mouth worked its magic, and Faith began squirming and jumping and quivering. The instant Buffy let go of her hands, Faith tried to push her away, but Buffy never moved except to slide down even further between Faith's legs.

Faith felt like she was on fire, her mind cloudy with ecstasy as Buffy's tongue slid into her. Faith groaned, pushing her hips up to meet her and Buffy's hands grabbed her thighs and spread them further apart. It wasn't enough, not for either of them and Buffy quickly flung Faith's legs over her shoulders.

Her strong hands went to Faith's hips, jerking her closer and holding her in place no matter how much Faith tried to move. She could barely stand it and after just a couple of minutes she came with a throaty yell, only to feel Buffy increasing her efforts. It was almost painful and Faith tried to ease back, but Buffy wouldn't let her shift an inch.

She incredibly picked up the pace, her tongue thrusting and licking wildly, and it wasn't long before Faith was coming again. It felt like dying it was so intense, and Faith had never been so completely out of control. Her mind and body were being taken by Buffy to an unknown destination, and Faith couldn't have stopped her if she'd tried.

She thought she must have blacked out for a few seconds, but she had very little time to consider that mind blowing possibility because Buffy wasn't done with her. The Slayer was busy driving three fingers into her as she sucked roughly on Faith's clit.

"Oh fuck, B…I can't now…Gotta stop…I can't…Oh shit…Fuck!...Oh God, B…don't stop."

"Buffy no stop. Buffy make Faith go!"

And then Buffy's fingers curled and she hit the right spot. Faith half sat up screaming, pleading, babbling and Buffy smiled as she increased her thrusts.

"Faith Buffy's. Do what Buffy say. Go, Faith…Now!"

And she did.

Her orgasm nearly blew her apart, she'd never come anywhere close to feeling what Buffy was making her feel. Everything exploded. She shattered into a million pieces as she fell back on the bed, vaguely aware that Buffy was now rubbing sensuously along her body, but unable to fully process the information.

By the time Faith could open and uncross her eyes, she was once again trying to comprehend what she was looking at. Buffy was on her knees above her, and the look of lust on her face had Faith's motor revving up again…just like that.

"Faith feel good. Make Buffy feel good."

"…B, I'm not…"

Buffy sat down, effectively silencing whatever Faith had been about to say. She began swaying almost leisurely back and forth along Faith's mouth as she played with her own breasts:

"Faith make Buffy smile."

Faith couldn't help it, she was only human and what she'd always wanted was right there. Her mouth was unbelievably in a place she'd never expected it to be, but it was there, and for once she wasn't dreaming. There was no way she could resist, there was nothing else she could do.

Buffy grunted above her, rocking slowly, then faster and faster as her orgasm approached. When it hit her Buffy pushed down, emitting a loud guttural roar and then a satisfied rumbling noise, almost like a purr.

She stayed where she was for a minute, resisting Faith's attempts to move her and finally growling low in her throat when Faith didn't seem to take the hint. When she was ready, she slid off slowly, stopping only when her head reached Faith's breast. She licked gently, then bit down hard enough to hurt.

Faith jumped and yelped, but Buffy was already kissing the spot soothingly:

"Faith good. Faith mine."

Buffy's arm slid around Faith as she laid her head down on her chest. She hooked her leg over Faith's and snuggled in.

"Buffy happy. We sleep now."

Buffy nodded off in moments, her breath blowing out onto Faith's breast and making her quiver slightly with every exhale. She lay there wide awake, shocked that the events that had just gone down had just gone down…and boy oh boy, had they ever gone down.

She'd just had the best sex of her life, all complete with the most intense orgasms she'd ever had and all with the only person she'd ever loved. Her dream had come true…and boy oh boy, had it ever come true. Buffy had been everything she'd ever imagined she would be and then some, and Faith could feel herself drifting off into the warm, relaxed sleep of the truly satisfied.

Her eyes shot open. What the hell was she doing? None of what had just happened was right, none of it was okay. Buffy was most definitely not her normal self, that had been  made crystal clear by the fact that they'd just had lesbian sex. And not just "had", Buffy had demanded lesbian sex, and the one thing Faith knew for sure was that Buffy Summers didn't have a gay bone in her body.

She reached over to grab her phone off the nightstand, being careful not to jar Buffy awake. She just managed to snag it, almost dropping it but using her Slayer strength to hang on. She let her arm dangle off the side of the bed, trying to keep the noise down as she hit "On", then the speed dial button that would bring her Giles.

Faith glanced down at Buffy, but she still hadn't stirred. She was drooling slightly and just short of snoring, and despite everything, Faith found herself wishing they could stay right where they were forever. Buffy was beautiful and she fit just right up against Faith.

Giles answered on the second ring:

"Slayers Is Us!"

"Dawnie, put G-man on."

"Hi, Faith! So what are you guys doing? It's raining here, I'll bet it's…"

"Squirt, got a sitch, so put…"

"Have you guys bought me any…"

"Fuckin' gimme Giles!"

She said it too loudly and Buffy moved. A soft growl, almost like a warning, blew out from between her lips.

"God, what is your problem?! Giles, it's Faith and she's being a big bitch."

He was on the line in just a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity to Faith as Buffy cuddled in even closer, her grip tightening before she fully nodded off again.

"Hello, Faith. I didn't expect to hear from…"

"Got a huge problem."

"In regards to what exactly?"

"B."

"Buffy's the problem or she has a…"

"G-man, B's like prehistoric or somethin'."

Giles laughed:

"Faith, might I ask that you speak up? It's quite hard to hear you and it sounded very much like you said Buffy…"

"It's hard to hear `cause I gotta whisper and that is what I said."

"Buffy is `prehistoric'?"

"Yeah, all `Buffy want, Buffy take'."

There was silence on the line and Faith wasn't in the mood to wait:

"Hey, help needed."

"What? Oh yes, of course. How did this happen?"

"How the fuck do I know? We went out again to the same place and when we got home she was all `Cave B' on me."

"She was drinking again?"

"Yeah, beer was still two for one."

"Oh, good Lord! Hold the line, please."

Faith held the line on her cordless cell phone for all she was worth, and Giles was back in just a few minutes.

"Faith?"

"Whaddya got?"

"I've got an answer."

"Can sure use one."

"This has happened to Buffy before, when you were…in hospital."

"Ya mean, all coma-ed up? Okay, so what's the deal?"

"The beer is a special blend designed to garner this reaction. The higher the quantity consumed, the more the victim craves it."

"And what's the point of that? Why make somebody a cave guy?"

She could hear pages turning as he spoke:

"Last time it was petty revenge for some perceived slight…Did you happen to notice anyone else acting strangely?"

"No, people seemed pretty normal. I mean, most guys are already kinda cavemen when I'm around, ya know?"

"Yes, well it's entirely likely that rather than an orchestrated plot, this is a Buffy-centric problem derived from some molecular pattern that has reasserted itself due to the inherent..."

Faith looked at the phone in irritation:

"Yeah, and squarvous tangfo to you. What the fuck are you sayin'?"

"Sorry. What I'm saying is it's entirely possible that the beer is only slightly tainted and due to Buffy's prior experience, she alone is being affected. Or perhaps drinking even regular beer somehow triggered this reaction in her…some sort of chemical response that activates some latent…."

"Yeah, but not like this is the first beer she's had since then."

"True, but doesn't she normally limit herself to just an occasional beer or two?"

"Oh fuck, and she's been knockin'em back both nights."

"Here, Giles."

Faith heard Dawn's voice, then the shuffling of papers again.

"One moment, Faith. Dawn's printed out some information off the computer."

Buffy's drooling and snoring had stopped and Faith froze, whispering even lower:

"Gotta hurry."

"Got it! All right, the effects should wear off in a day or two if she doesn't drink any more. She'll be stronger than you Faith, so don't try to physically outmaneuver her."

"Already learned that one."

"I'm afraid I don't have much in the way of useful information for you. Let's see…no upsetting her, no exchanging bodily fluids. Perhaps trying to get her to ingest some food and water would help to sober her up, and as I recall, she greatly enjoyed watching television."

"Got us a problem."

"Hmm?"

Faith wished there was some way to avoid telling him, but there wasn't.

"Uh…G-man."

"Yes, Faith?"

"We uh…Me and B…We…um…B and me kinda…Ya know?"

"No Dawn, that shelf over there. I'm sorry, Faith. You were saying?"

"Me and B mighta exchanged some bodily fluids…like three times."

It didn't seem to register:

"Well whilst not ideal, I don't believe having a sip of her drink would constitute…"

"Not that way, the other way."

"The `other' way? Dawn, could you please pass me the blue one?"

"Yeah, the `other' other way."

"I'm afraid I don't follow what you're…"

"We fucked, okay?!"

She almost yelled it and the silence her pronouncement created rang loudly down the line.

"You're saying…Buffy and you…You're saying that you girls…Oh, bloody hell."

"Right, and when B wakes up she's probably gonna wanna go again."

He recovered nicely, but Faith could hear Dawn going nuts in the background:

"Buffy and Faith slept together?! Biblically?! Did they, Giles?! Did they?!"

"Yes they did, Dawn. Now would you please focus on the matter at hand and stop this puerile fascination with your sister's sex life?"

"Fine, okay, but my puerility is gonna go nuts later."

When he turned his attention back to Faith he was all business:

"Faith, it's imperative that you not…do that with Buffy again. It's hard to be certain, but it seems more than likely that the effects will be transferred between you."

"You mean…"

"Yes, you would revert as well. The unique Slayerness the two of you share will surely come into play. I also suspect that if you continue to…be intimate, you will strengthen the effects which could cause this unfortunate situation to last days longer than it need do."

"Yeah, I hear ya, but I can't exactly…She's way stronger than me and she doesn't really take `no' for an answer."

His voice was louder than it had been for the entire call:

"She hasn't hurt you, has she?!"

"No, it's not like that. She's still B, and…Look, I know it's wrong in this sitch, but B doesn't give a damn. She just wants what she wants and she ends up takin' it."

"Yes, that would make sense. Her id is in control and she's only focused on the most basic of needs. I'll gather an extraction team and we'll be in the air within the hour. Do whatever it takes to keep her in your room until we arrive."

"Better bring the best we got and triple up on the tranq darts. By the time you get here, we're both gonna be doin' `A Million Years B.C.' and regular Slayer strength shit ain't gonna cut it."

"Understood. Try not to panic. We'll get you both back home, keep you separated and the affects should wear off in a few days."

"Well here's hoping `cause…"

"What Faith do?"

Buffy had lifted her head, her hazel eyes narrowing as she stared at Faith.

"Just chattin' on the phone, B. See?"

"B no like."

"Okay, so I'll hang up then."

Buffy snatched the phone away and threw it against the wall. It literally exploded into fragments on impact.

"Buffy say Faith sleep. Faith awake and talk. Bad Faith."

"Yeah, sorry. Won't happen again, okay?"

"No. No okay. Faith do what Buffy say."

Faith rolled over onto her side, trying to ease slowly from the bed while her eyes searched for a weapon.

"Yeah, B's the big boss for sure, but I figured…"

Buffy growled and pulled Faith back to the center of the bed before flipping her over onto her stomach. Faith's right cheek was pressed flat to the mattress as Buffy pushed down hard.

"Faith talk. Make Buffy mad."

"Sorry."

"Faith no sorry. Faith scared."

And Faith was scared, but not for herself. The strength and speed that Buffy had just displayed were terrifying, and Faith had no idea how she was going to keep her in their room if Buffy wanted to leave.

"B, listen…"

Buffy was lying completely on top of her:

"No talk! Buffy mad."

She kissed Faith's cheek, nuzzling and licking her as she did.

"Faith taste good…smell good. But Faith bad."

"Not really. I mean…OW!"

Buffy had sat up quickly, straddling Faith as she pulled her arms up high behind her back:

"Why Faith talk?"

"'Cause I fuckin' feel like talk…Shit!"

"Buffy say no! Do what Buffy say."

Faith nodded, staying silent and eventually Buffy let go of her arms. She seemed happy with Faith's compliance:

"Good Faith. Do what Buffy say…good come."

Buffy lay back down and began kissing along Faith's shoulders:

"Mmm…Faith strong."

"Yeah."

"Buffy more strong."

She delivered her assessment with a sharp bite to Faith's shoulder.

"Jesus…Yeah, B's strongest."

She could hear the happiness in Buffy's voice:

"But Faith strong. Faith soft. Feel good."

"That's good."

Buffy began kissing her way down Faith's back, sliding her own body against her as she went. Faith was trying her best to stay unaffected, but in less than a minute Buffy had her trembling and moaning.

"Buffy want Faith. Buffy take Faith."

"B, maybe…maybe we oughta…"

Buffy kissed along her ass:

"Faith want Buffy. All wet."

Faith's moaning got louder as Buffy's fingers explored:

"Yeah…Faith definitely fucked."

"Buffy fuck Faith. Faith Buffy's."

Buffy hooked her arms under Faith's thighs, lifting her slightly as her tongue got busy.

"Oh shit, B!"

Buffy lifted her head for just a moment:

"Faith good. Buffy make more good."

"Can…can get behind that."

"No! Buffy behind. You stay."

And Faith did.

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