Buffy’s
POV
I’m jolted awake by the sound of the ringing phone.
Somehow Mr. Gordo ended up face down in my crotch.
Yeah, I’d like to have to explain that one to mom.
I look over at the alarm clock by my bed and see that it’s nearly
2 AM. Who would be calling at this hour?
I groggily reach over and pick up the phone.
“Hello?
“Hey, baby. Did I wake you?”
It’s Faith.
YAY!
I try to play off my excitement.
“Yeah, but I wasn’t having a good dream, so, it’s okay.”
I hear her chuckle.
“What’s so funny?”
“You are such a liar.”
I get out of bed and got to turn off the light. I stop to light the incense
on my dresser and light the two candles next to my mirror.
“I am not a liar. Why am I a liar?”
She breathes deeply into the phone and I stop in mid stride as a chill runs
down my spine.
“Because I know you were having a dream, and I know I was in it.”
I close my eyes and crack my neck to rid my body of the stiffness.
I laugh a sweet little laugh, I know Faith loves when I do, and I climb
back onto my bed. I rest my back against my fluffy pink pillow against the
headboard and I pull Mr. Gordo up next to me.
“Faith, I was not.”
I hear her sigh.
“What’s wrong?”
“Oh nothing. Just that my girlfriend is in my dreams every night and
she doesn’t even dream about me once.”
I smile. I start to play with the edge of my comforter.
“I do dream about you silly. Just not tonight.”
I hear Faith let out another deep breath into the phone. Chill #2.
“What kind of dream?” she asks in a deep, husky voice.
I swallow hard and my toes curl.
“Ah…you know…regular ones.”
I hear a shifting noise on the other end of the line.
“Faith? Are you in bed?”
She smirks. I can’t see her, but I know she does.
“Oh, baby. I love it when you talk dirty.”
I laugh that sweet little laugh.
“Faith, you dork.”
She’s pouting now.
“I’m a dork? You think I’m a dork?”
I shake my head, even though I know she can’t see it.
“NO! No, baby. I don’t think you’re a dork I think you’re…”
“Horny?” she finishes for me.
I smirk this time.
“I don’t know. Are you?”
I hear her groan.
“You fuckin’ A I am,” she whispers just loud enough for
me to hear.
I didn’t expect that one. My eyes widen. I don’t think she meant
to say it that loud.
“Ah…you…you are?”
I hear her moan.
“Always. But only for you.”
She says it in that really deep voice again, and my I get goose bumps all
up and down my skin. I suddenly don’t know what to say. I just sit
there.
“Buffy? Buffy?”
It takes me a while to realize Faith is calling my name. I shake my head.
“Yeah. I’m still here.”
I hear let out another deep breath.
“Baby? Do you think you could do something for me?”
“Anything for you.”
She’s silent for a minute and then I hear her moan again.
“Would you…”
I smile and sigh out.
“Just ask me Faith.”
“Wouldyoutouchyourselfforme?”
She says it in such a rush I don’t think my brain has time to fully
comprehend it because I find myself a little confused, yet, strangely…aroused.
“Wh..huh?”
I hear her start to get nervous.
“Forget it. I’m sorry I said anything. I’ll let you get
back to sleep.”
My eyes get wide.
“NO!”
I hear a light gasp on the other end. I guess I surprised her. I kinda surprised
myself. I feel my cheeks starting to get a little red from the embarrassment.
I can’t believe I’m about to do this. I guess all that stuff
about Faith being the first one to touch…it…just flew right
out the window. But, I guess, technically, it is like she will be touching
me.
God. I feel it start to ache again just from the thought of Faith’s
hands on me. She makes me so aroused, I almost feel ashamed.
“Okay,” I said into the phone in the tiniest voice.
I can just see her eyes get wide and I hear a light gasp in my ear.
“You sure B? I mean, I don’t wanna push you to do something
you ain’t ready for.”
I shake my head and slouch down a little.
“No. I want to. I want you to know how much I love you and if this
is the only way for now…then I want to.”
I hear her sigh out and I know she’s smiling.
“I love you too baby. So much.”
I smile and settle back. I just sit here waiting.
“Um, Faith?”
“Yeah, baby?”
I start to blush again. I don’t know if I can do this.
“You…you’re gonna have to tell me how…to do it.
I’ve never…before, and I want you to enjoy it too. I wanna do
it right for you.”
I hear her let out a really deep groan.
“Ah, fuck Buffy. I think I just creamed my jeans.”
I crinkle my nose and laugh.
“That’s disgusting baby. I didn’t think girls could “cream”
anything.”
“God, Buffy. You really never jerked yourself off, have you?”
I feel like I just walked into class naked and everyone is staring at me
and I don’t know why.
“No.”
I hear her chuckle. I am so gonna hear it.
“Damn, baby. I don’t know how you can stand it. All that built
up…Unhhhh…and no release. Fuck, I’da spontaneously combusted.”
“Not everyone is as horny as you Faith.”
That came out way more harsh than I intended.
“Sorry, Buffy. I guess I’m just fucked up like that.”
Good job Buffy. You just offended the one person that means the most to
you.
I sigh out and start to stroke Mr. Gordo’s head.
“I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean it. I’m just scared.”
“About what?”
Her voice instantly changes from upset to concerned. She’s so considerate.
“I don’t want to disappoint you. I want to do it…right.”
“Aw, baby. You could never disappoint me. If we never had any kind
of sex, I’d still love you till death do us part.”
I think I’m gonna cry. That is the sweetest thing she has ever said
to me.
“That’s the sweetest thing you ever said to me Faith, and I
love you that much too.”
She laughs her nervous little laugh. I can just picture her scratching her
tattoo.
“It’s nothing baby. It’s just how I feel, you know, straight
from the heart and all that shit.”
Leave it to Faith to throw in a four-letter word to the most romantic thing
she’s ever said. But that’s her and I wouldn’t have her
any other way.
“Faith?”
“Yeah?”
I can’t believe I’m gonna say this, but I close my eyes, and
leap.
“I want you to make me wet.”
I think she had a heart attack. I hear the sound of the phone falling onto
the floor followed by a thud. Then I hear her scrambling to pick it up.
“Buffy! You still there?!”
I smile and shake my head.
“Yeah, I’m still here. Did you fall?”
I hear her let out another breath and struggle to regain herself.
“God, baby. I think you gave me a heart attack. Where’d you
learn to talk like that?”
I blush even harder. I don’t know if I should tell her this, but I
do.
“I…I kinda borrowed one of Will and Kenn’s…tapes…and
one of the girls on there said it to her lover right before she…”
I can’t say it.
“Fucked her?”
But she can.
I nod my head and feel my cheeks start to burn with embarrassment.
“Yeah. Are you mad?”
I hear her scoff.
“Fuck no B! I think that’s fuckin’ hot. I can’t
believe you watched porn for me.”
“I did.”
Her voice gets real low again.
“Well, maybe some day we can make our own.”
I moan into the receiver and I hear her chuckle, but it’s quickly
replaced by a moan of her own.
“Where is your hand?” she asks me.
“It’s…it’s on my thigh.”
“Take it and slide it up your stomach real slow.”
I close my eyes and let the sound of her voice guide me. I’m completely
at her mercy and I couldn’t feel safer. I know my Baby will take care
of me, and I’ll take care of her. I hope.
“Is it there yet?”
I nod.
“Yeah,” I breathe into the phone.
“Slide it under your pajama top and feel how hot your skin is.”
I slide my hand under my top and my instantly feel how hot my skin has become.
I moan.
“You like that?”
“Mmm…yes.”
“Good. Now, slide your hand up to your breast.”
I don’t hesitate. I slip my hand over the swell of flesh and my nipple
hardens when my fingers brush over its peak. My back arches involuntarily
and I moan into the receiver again. This time I hear Faith moan too.
“Are you touching it baby?”
I moan and let out a gasp.
“Yessss.”
I hear the sounds of dragging material on the other line.
“Faith…”
She breathes heavily into the phone.
“I’m touching my breast too, B. It feels so good. My nipple
is so hard for you. Is your’s hard for me?”
“God…yes.”
“If I were there, I would suck it into my hot mouth. I would swirl
my tongue around it gently then suck on it until you beg me to do it harder.
Would you like that?”
I feel the moisture starting to build between my legs. This is really turning
me on.
“Yes. Oh Faith…I’m getting so wet.”
I hear Faith moan louder and take in a ragged breath.
“Take your other hand and slip it under the waistband of your bottoms,
but do it slowly.”
I try my best to hold the phone between my ear and my shoulder. My body
is trembling so much, it’s hard to hold it there.
I get it somewhat secure and I put my right hand at the top of my pajama
bottoms. My fingertips lightly play with the sensitive skin just below my
belly button.
God, it feels good.
“Are you doing it slowly baby?” I hear Faith say.
“Yes. It feels so good Faith.”
“I know baby. Imagine it’s my hand and that I’m swirling
my tongue in your navel. Can you feel it?”
I groan. I can.
“Yessss. God….”
“Slip your hand into your panties and stroke the top of your pussy,
but don’t touch it yet.”
I struggle to breathe as I slip my hand under the cotton waistband and onto
the top of my hot pussy. I think my fingers are melting into my flesh from
the heat.
“Oh…Faith…”
I hear a groan on the other end of the line.
“It feels good, doesn’t it baby?”
I arch my back at the sound of her husky voice I wanna touch my clit so
bad. I can feel it throbbing so hard. It’s sending vibrations straight
down to my toes.
“God Faith…I want to touch my clit.”
I hear a really loud moan and she takes in another ragged breath.
“Put your hand on your pussy baby…and rub it really slow.”
I slid my hand to my slit and stroke it gently before easing my fingers
inside my swollen lips. My fingers meet with instant wetness. I hear it
start to make a little clicking nose as I rub it from top to bottom really
slow. I hear Faith grunt into the phone.
“Are…humph…are…ohhh…you touching…mmm…yourself,
Faith?” I manage to breathe out.
I hear Faith exhale a deep breathe into the receiver and it sends chills
through my body.
“Oh Fuck Buffy….yesss.”
I think she’s gonna cum and I didn’t even do anything. Wow.
“Fa…Faith…”
I really want to touch my clit.
“Yeah…ohhh…”
“Can, can I touch my clit…now?”
It’s getting harder and harder to talk.
“Not…yet.”
God, I feel like I’m gonna explode if I don’t.
“Please, baby?”
I hear her let out a really long moan and then she lets out a deep breath.
“Okay baby…touch it.”
The second my fingers come into contact with my clit, I feel this earth-shattering
sensation explode inside of me. Every part of my body hums with it’s
release and I start to shake as the waves roll over every nerve cell inside
of me.
I rub my clit faster, but gently, prolonging the pleasure. I hear Faith’s
voice in my ear and it heightens every glorious second of my first orgasm.
“You are so beautiful Buffy. I wish I could see you right now. I wish
I was stroking you as you cum on my hand, then I would stick my hand in
my mouth and pull you into me. I would hold you as you come down from ecstasy.
I would kiss you and tell you how much I love you, because I do.”
I feel the last spark of my orgasm flare up and then fade away. I struggle
to open my eyes. I lift my hand and wipe the sweat that has dripped into
them. I take in a few deep breaths and I pull my hand out of my pajamas.
“God, Faith. That was amazing.”
I hear her let out a sigh. I know she’s smiling. So am I.
“It was for me too, baby. Thank you so much.”
I smile and grab the phone with my hand that was on my breast. I wipe my
sticky hand on the right leg of my pajamas. I don’t care. I can barely
move.
“I’m so glad you called me Faith. I love you.”
“I love you too B.”
I hear her readjusting herself and pulling her zipper back up. Then I remember.
“So, what did your Dad say to you?”
I hear her laugh into the phone. I smile.
“What’s so funny?”
He chuckles low in his throat and then sighs into the phone.
“He gave me condoms.”
My eyes get big. I get kinda choked up.
“He gave you…condoms?”
“Yep.”
I can’t believe this.
“Why?”
She shifts around some more and is silent for a second.
“Faith? Why did he give you condoms?”
I hear her laugh kind of nervously.
“Well, I kinda have a…dick.”
I choke on my on spit. I start coughing and wheezing into the phone.
“Buffy?! B?! You okay baby?”
I try to regain myself enough to answer her.
“Ah, yea…yeah. I just thought you said you have a…”
“I did. I do.”
OH. MY. GOD.
“Faith? Is there something you haven’t told me? I mean I know
you have the sex drive of a man…but…”
She starts to laugh. A lot.
“Oh, fuck B! No. I don’t have a dick. I have
a strap-on dick. For when, you…you know…wanna…hmmm…”
Oh, God. I think my heart stopped beating for like a whole second there.
But wait. Did she just say she has a…strap-on? For me? Oh, God. I’m
starting to get hot again. Just the image of Faith with a thick, hard dick
between her legs, just for me…to make love to me, I can’t believe
how much she loves me.
“Faith, I can’t believe you did that for me.”
I hear her sigh out again.
“Believe it. You mean that much to me Buffy. Don’t you know
that?”
I feel a tear starting to form behind my eye.
“I do, baby. I do.”
She yawns into the phone and tries to hide how tired she is, but even though
she has Slayer stamina, she still needs her sleep. Especially after what
we just did.
“I know your tired baby. I am too. Sleep. I’ll see you tomorrow
okay?”
“You sure baby? I don’t want you to think, you know, I got off
and now I just wanna conk out. If you need me, I’ll stay awake.”
I feel the tear slide down from my eye. God. I love her. I fight back the
sob in my throat as I try to speak.
“No, Faith. Just go to sleep baby. You promised to spend the whole
day with me tomorrow, remember? I don’t want you to get sleepy on
me.”
I can hear her breathing starting to get steady and then she breathes into
the phone.
“Okay, baby. I’ll see you tomorrow then. Sweetest dreams. I
love you.”
I smile.
“Sweetest dreams. I love you too. Bye, baby.”
“Bye.”
I hear the line go dead and then the dial tone in my ear. I slowly ease
the phone from my hand and lean over to place it back in the charger. I
set it down slowly and stare at it with a smile. I lightly stroke the back
and then pull away.
I lift my butt and pull the blankets out from under me and slide underneath
their warmth. I pull Mr. Gordo into my side and snuggle into his softness.
A part of me wishes Faith was here to hold me and that it was her that I
was snuggling into, but I tell myself, one step at a time.
As I drift off into the best sleep I’ve had in a while, one last conscience
thought passes through my brain:
If we keep going at this pace…pretty soon…
…my virginity won’t stand a chance.
Faith’s POV
The smell of fresh eggs and frying bacon wafts into my nose and my eyes instantly open. I smile and groan as I stretch my arms above my head. I hear my stiff joints pop and my muscles bend and stretch, preparing themselves for the new day.
I sigh out and close my eyes for an instant. Last night floods back to me in a rush.
It was amazing. I couldn’t believe Buffy was willing to do that, but then again, she loves me and I know she would do anything for me. I know I would gladly lay down and die if she said it would make her happy.
But the sweet scents of breakfast take high priority right now.
I sling the sheets off myself and jump to my feet. This is the greatest morning I’ve had in a long time. I feel refreshed, rejuvenated and very…satisfied.
I can’t stop smiling.
I jump into the shower and scrub extra hard. I know I’m gonna be seeing my girl today. I wanna smell sweet and irresistible.
I’m done in 20 minutes flat. I run the brush through my hair and walk over to choose my wardrobe for the day.
I smile as I reach in my closet and pull out my favorite pair of leathers and the black button up top that has the white sleeves hanging out at the cuffs and the collar. It’s the shirt Buffy gave me for Christmas last year. She says it looks cute on me.
What the fuck ever. I know it makes her hotter than a fat man in Hawaii.
What? You think I wear clothes cause they make me look “cute”?
Yeah. Okay.
I slip on my boots and grab my crucifix from my bedpost before stuffing my wallet in my back pocket and heading downstairs.
I manage to clasp the crucifix around my neck as I bound down the stairs. I plop into the nearest chair at the table.
Dad comes in from the kitchen with a plate piled high with eggs, bacon and toast. I grin really big as I reach out for the plate. Dad just smiles and shakes his head as he jerks the plate back out of my reach.
“There is plenty in the kitchen. If you want some, go get your own.”
I give him an evil glare, but he smiles back at me playfully as he shovels a big forkful into his mouth. I smile back as I turn and head for the kitchen.
I grab a plate and start to pile it up when I hear the phone ring.
“I’ll get it!” my Dad yells from the table.
I hear his chair scrape across the floor as he gets up to answer the phone. I just keep smiling and piling the food on my plate.
I’m about to grab five pieces of toast when my Dad pokes his head in through the revolving kitchen door.
I look over at him as I stick my finger in my mouth to suck the jelly off. He smiles at me and gets this evil glint in his eye.
“What?” I ask.
He shakes his head.
“Oh, nothing. It’s just Buffy. She said she’s walking up the drive way as we speak.”
He tilts his head up and pretends to think.
“Oh, that would have been about…five seconds ago. So, she should be here right about…”
We both hear the doorbell ring. Dad smiles.
“…now.”
My eyes get really big as I start down at the fuckin’ huge plate of food. Buffy knows I eat more than a regular girl, but I don’t want her to think I’m some fuckin’ pig or somethin’.
I turn to my Dad to ask him to stall, but my eyes meet a pair of smiling green ones. Buffy is standing before me and I don’t think I can breathe. She has on this white long-sleeve shirt that frills out at her hands. She has on brown leather pants that hug her hips and high heeled brown leather boots. Her beautiful blonde hair is pulled back in a loose bun and she’s wearing the diamond cross necklace I gave her on our anniversary last year. I spent five months salary on that fuckin’ thing, but to see it against her perfect skin makes it worth every penny.
God. She’s beautiful.
I open my mouth to tell her how gorgeous she is, but no sound will come out. I try to turn to face her and my elbow slams into the huge plate of food, knocking the shit all over the floor. Smooth Faith. Fuckin’ retard.
Buffy and my Dad both start to laugh. I scowl as I bend down to pick up the food.
“I ain’t fuckin’ funny. Shit,” I mumble as I pick up the food.
It’s still fuckin’ HOT and I burn my index finger on the bacon.
I spring back up and stick my finger in my mouth.
“Fuck!”
Buffy laughs the whole way over to me. I scowl at her as I stick my finger in my mouth. She starts to calm down from all the laughing and she reaches out for my wrist. My first reaction is to jerk my hand away, but when I see that familiar glint in her eye, I let her take my hand.
I watch in complete silence as Buffy slowly lifts my hand and places my index finger in her mouth. She locks her eyes with mine as she slowly sucks my finger. She runs her tongue around the tip and down my finger before slowly pulling it out of her mouth. I manage to pull my eyes from hers to look at my finger. It’s wet with her saliva.
I swallow hard. Fuck. That was HOT.
I start to lean in to kiss her when the thought of my Dad suddenly stops me. I don’t want him watching’ me tongue up my girl.
I turn my head and look where he was standing just a second ago.
“He’s already gone. He won’t be back until Monday.”
I turn my head to look at Buffy. I raise my eyebrow.
“Say huh?”
She smiles that sweet little smile. The one she knows I can’t resist and the one she knows turns me on beyond belief. Pretty fuckin’ pathetic huh? Me, big bad Slayer Faith turns to mush with just a smile from my girl.
I fuckin’ love it.
Buffy walks over to me and runs her hand down my arm before grabbing my hand and playing with my fingers. She stares down at my hand as she plays with it. She is trying not to smile.
“I called your Dad this morning while you were still sleeping. I told him that we wanted to spend the weekend together and that my mom was having a party. So, he said ‘Why not come over and stay here with Faith?’”
She looks up to see my reaction. I’m fucking speechless.
She smiles and pulls me into her. She wraps her arms around my waist and my hands go to her hips instinctively. She looks deep into my eyes.
“He’s gonna be gone for the whole weekend. He went to LA and he told me to make myself at home…and that I could help myself to anything here. Wanna guess what I want to help myself to?”
I smile this huge shit-eating grin. I fuckin’ love this girl.
I sigh and roll my eyes.
“Gee, B. I don’t know. We got lots of stuff here.”
She laughs a little and leans into to kiss me. My eyes close instinctively and I moan into the kiss. I feel her warm tongue against my lips and I instantly part my lips for her.
Damn. This girl can kiss…REALLY good.
My right hand starts to slowly ease it’s way off her hip. I feel it sliding up towards the bottom of her shirt and I can’t stop it. Buffy moans into my mouth when my fingers come into contact with the soft flesh of her tummy. She pulls back from the kiss a little and whispers into my mouth.
“Oh, God. Faith.”
I love when she says my name like that. I want her to do it again.
I slide my hand up over her ribs. I feel her take in a sudden breath and I feel the goose bumps under my hand as I slide it up to her breast. I squeeze her through the soft lace of her bra. Gently, but hard enough to elicit another moan.
“Faith…Faith…Faith!”
It takes a moment to realize she’s yelling and not moaning. I open my eyes to meet the irritation on her face.
Uh-fucking-oh.
Buffy pulls away from me. She starts to walk away, but I reach out and grab her by the elbow.
“Whoa. What’s wrong? What happened?”
Buffy turns to look at me and if looks could kill…
She folds her arms across her chest and scoffs.
“What’s wrong? What happened? Faith! I know you heard me say ‘Stop’, but you didn’t!”
I shake my head.
“No, baby! I swear I didn’t! If I did, I woulda stopped. You know I would.”
She looks at me for a second, trying to figure out if she should believe me or not. I see a moment of doubt flash through her eyes, and then it’s gone. She sighs out and drops her arms.
“I know, baby. I’m…I’m sorry.”
I shake my head again and step closer to her. I place on hand on her hip and with the other one, I raise her face to look at me.
“Don’t ever be sorry. Don’t ever say that to me. You have nothing to be sorry for. I’m the asshole. Remember?”
That gets her to smile. I know it would. I smile too.
I pull her into a gentle embrace and she lays her head on my chest. I place my chin on the top of her head. I breathe in her scent. It smells like Heaven.
“Faith?”
“Hmm?”
Buffy sighs out and I wait for her to speak.
“I didn’t mean to freak out like that. It’s just…after last night…I didn’t want you to think…you know…that you could do stuff like that. That I was ready for you to do stuff like that. Do you hate me?”
My eyes fly open. I push her back from me gently and look deeply into her eyes.
“Don’t EVER think that Buffy. I could never hate you. I never will.”
She casts her head down and I lift it again.
“Listen to me Buffy. I promise to love you forever. As long as there is a breath in my lungs and a beat in my heart…I will love you. Understand?”
She slowly smiles and nods her head. I see a tear starting to slip from her eye and I wipe it away with my thumb.
“Don’t cry baby. You know I hate it when you cry.”
She nods again and I pull her into me, gently kissing her forehead. I pull away once again and smile.
“So, how about some breakfast?”
After breakfast, me and Buffy decided to stay in and watch a little TV. It is Friday after all. Gotta love those college breaks.
We’re sitting in the den on the black leather couch. Buffy is sitting on one of the ends with her feet under her and my head in her lap. I’m sprawled out on the rest of the couch. My feet are up on the arm and I’m eating popcorn with my left hand. My right hand is lightly entwined with Buffy’s.
We’re watching an I Love Lucy marathon. That is one hilarious fuckin’ show.
I laugh out loud when Lucy does that whiny thing she does so well. I feel Buffy’s chuckle vibrate her legs and my head in the process.
“I fuckin’ LOVE Lucy.”
I shovel some more popcorn in my mouth.
“You do, eh? I though I was the only woman you love?”
I turn my head and look up at Buffy. I sure as shit hope she ain’t pissed again. Me and pissed Buffy don’t mix. Oil and fucking water.
I meet her eyes. I swallow and wait…and then she smiles. I let out an internal sigh.
Buffy ruffles my hair and laughs.
“Don’t worry Faith. I’m just fuckin’ with ya.”
I choke on the popcorn. I ain’t never heard Buffy say any four letter word as long as I’ve known her. I stick my finger in my ear and rub it.
Buffy laughs again and swats my arm.
“Stop it. I know how to say it, Faith. I just choose not to. I leave that up to your mouth. It does it so well.”
I smile with a glint in my eye.
“Really?”
She nods. I sit up on the couch and pull her into my lap. She giggles for a second and then goes silent when she sees me gazing deep into her eyes. I lean forward and whisper right next to her ear.
“Wanna see what else my mouth can do?”
I feel the shiver run through her and I smile as I start to place little kisses from her ear to her jaw. She moans and slips her hands into my hair. I kiss the corner of her mouth. She turns her head to kiss me, but I pull away. I smile when I hear her whimper. I kiss her on the tender skin right under her chin and she moans again. I feel her hands tighten in my hair.
I kiss down to the middle of her throat. I lick it and suck on her pulse point lightly. I feel her body shiver in my arms.
Fuck. I’m good.
I’m about to kiss the exposed skin of her chest…when I hear the doorbell.
I pull away and growl.
“Fuck! Who the fuck could that be?!”
Buffy slowly opens her eyes and takes in a deep breath. She leans away from me slightly and struggles to regain herself. She straightens the top of her shirt and swallows hard as she gets off my lap.
“I’ll…I’ll go see.”
I growl in frustration and slam my head back against the couch.
Fuck.
I run my hand down my face and close my eyes. I sigh out and turn my head when I hear footsteps approaching. Lots of footsteps.
I open my eyes to see Buffy standing in the doorway. With Willow and Kennedy right behind her. I sit up and raise my eyebrow at Buffy.
She just smiles and saunters back over to me. She slowly eases herself down in my lap and smiles at me. I can’t help but be a little shocked and a little pissed. This was supposed to be OUR day.
Buffy reaches down and grabs my hand. She pulls it into her lap and smiles as she looks over and Willow and Kennedy. They’re all moony eyed at each other. They’re holding hands and K leans in, whispering something in Red’s ear. I see Red blush as K pulls away and smirks.
I raise my eyebrow. Red turns as red as her hair and she starts to stammer.
“I…we…ah…Buffy…then she said…so we did…movies!”
She lifts this white bag in the air. I can see the faint out line of some movies, but I can’t see what they are. Buffy jumps from my lap and takes the bag from Willow. They smile at each other with a blush. They start whispering and K walks over, plopping down on the couch beside me. I give her a nod and she nods back. She puts her feet up on the coffee table and reaches for the remote.
She starts flipping the channels. I watch the TV blink with images for a few seconds before hearing K sigh.
“There ain’t a fuckin’ thing to watch.”
I look over at Buffy and Willow still talking. I look down at the bag of movies in B’s hand.
“Why don’t we watch those?”
K chuckles and Red and B turn to give me this horrified look.
“What?”
I’m completely lost.
Buffy stammers and puts the bag behind her back.
“Ah, baby? These aren’t exactly the kind of movies you watch with friends. These are for…later.”
I look at her like a fuckin’ idiot. She smiles and blushes as she takes Willow by the arm.
“Come on Will. Let’s go talk in Faith’s room.”
She looks over at me.
“Is that okay, baby?”
I nod my head.
“Sure.”
She smiles at me.
“Love you.”
I smile back.
“Love you too.”
She leads Red out of the room and I hear their footsteps as they head up the stairs. I look over at K who is just staring straight ahead at the screen. Smirking like fuck.
“What?”
She just shakes her head and continues to smirk.
“Nothing.”
She starts to flip through the channels again. I fold my arms over my chest and slump back against the couch. I wonder what those movies were? Buffy sure is acting fucked up weird.
I wonder what…
My eyes widen as it dawns on me Oh, Fuck! Movies!
