I can’t believe she just walked out on me.
After what just happened, after what she called me….after what I did….
How could she just walk out on me…on us?
I sigh out and slam my hands down on the mattress beside me.
“Damn it Faith!”
I let out a deep breath as I feel the sobs starting to boil up again. All I can do is cover my face with my hands and cry like a little girl. Why do things have to be so…complicated? Why can’t she just wait a little longer? Is it really gonna matter when? I wish I knew. God, I wish I knew.
My inner babble is interrupted by the sound of a light knock on the door. My head jerks up instantly and I watch as the door slowly opens.
“Faith?”
But, it isn’t her. It’s Willow and she looks all worried.
I sigh out and avert my eyes back to the blanket. I hear soft footsteps approaching and then the bed sinks in right in front of me. I feel Will’s gentle hand on my knee and I slowly lift my eyes to meet her soft green gaze. She gives me a sad little smile and nods her head.
“I know. I know.”
I start to cry uncontrollably and I fall into her arms. She holds me and gently rocks me back and forth as I cry into her shoulder.
“It’s gonna be okay Buffy. You’ll see. She’ll be back and it’ll all be okay.”
All I can do is cry. How could I let this happen?
“It’s all my fault.”
Willow pulls me away and keeps her hands on my shoulders as she looks me in the eye.
“No, it isn’t. It is not all your fault Buffy. There are two people in this relationship, not one. It takes two people to make a relationship, and two people to break a relationship. It’s not all your fault, but don’t worry, it will work out. I promise.”
Her smile turns a little brighter and I sniffle as I fight back a smile of my own.
I sigh out and stare down at my hands. Willow takes her hands from my shoulders and places them over mine. She gives them a reassuring squeeze, and I look up to face her again.
“She loves you. Never forget that. No matter what she says or does, she loves you and that will never change.”
I squint my eyes and fight back another sob.
“How do you know that Will?”
Willow averts her eyes to our hands and sighs. She runs her finger over the back of my hand and slowly lifts her eyes to mine. She smiles softly.
“It’s one of those things that I just know. Like I know that Kennedy and I are meant to be, so are you and Faith. You love each other with such passion and such fire. It just is because it has to be. Without each other, you would just be two lost souls. Fate, destiny, call it what you want, but…it is meant to be.”
Somehow, Willow always manages to make me feel better about everything. Even if it is the worst time in my life, she always makes me see the silver lining.
I return her soft smile and lean forward pulling her into a hug.
“Thanks Will.”
We pull away and she nods smiling.
“I betcha glad now that you picked me as you’re best friend, huh?”
We share a laugh and I nod.
“Yeah. Yeah, I am.”
Willow takes a look around and then brings her eyes back to rest on mine.
I see it instantly. They have that…after-sex glow. I can’t believe this. Willow and Kennedy had sex in my girlfriend’s house. But…there are only two rooms. Where did they…
My eyes grow wide and I nearly choke.
“Willow! You had sex in Faith’s dad’s bed?!”
Her eyes grow wide and I can see her swallow hard. She starts to stutter and babble.
“Well…I-I didn’t me-mean to. I mean, it-it wasn’t a planned thing or anything…it just sort of…of happened. But…I didn’t mean to-to do it in his…his bed. It’s just…Kennedy was so…a-and I was so…so we were so…and it…it was the closest pl-place…so we…and Kennedy was so good…it was soooo good…”
I cover my ears and groan.
“Will…”
She jumps back slightly.
“Sorry! Sorry, Buffy. You probably didn’t need to hear that last part, huh?”
I shake my head with my hands still over my ears. I can still hear her laugh. I look up and remove my hands.
“Not funny, this is so not funny. Faith is gonna kill you.”
Willow instantly stops laughing and I hear her swallow hard again.
“Uh-oh.”
I just nod and smile.
“Yep, you are one dead witch.”
Faith’s POV
Fuck. Double fuck.
How could this happen? How in the hell could I let this happen? Is it really that hard to just…keep it in my pants?
I sigh out and shake my head as I stuff my hands in my jacket pockets.
“Fuck. It’s all my fault.”
“No, it isn’t.”
I stop dead in my tracks. How the hell did she find me?
“Not now K. I don’t feel like…talking.”
I hear the leaves crunch under her boots as she approaches me. Her footsteps suddenly stop and I turn to see her hop up onto a headstone. She swings one leg up and props her arm up on it as the other one dangles over the front. She shrugs and sighs.
“Whatever.”
Damn her. How does she always do that? Make me want to talk when I don’t wanna. Must be that inverse psychology shit…or something like that.
I sigh out and hop up onto the headstone directly across from her. I dangle my feet over the front and sigh. I fold my hands in my lap and turn my eyes to the sky.
It’s really beautiful tonight. The stars are like extra bright and the moon looks…different.
Buffy always likes to look at the stars. She likes for us to lay on my roof and for me to hold her as we just stare up at the stars in silence. She likes those little sentimental things in our relationship…but me? What do I want out of it?
To fuck.
At least, I bet that’s all she thinks I want out of it.
I sigh out and close my eyes as I bring my head back down. I open them slowly to see Kennedy staring back at me, her face expressionless. Ah…fuck.
“Okay. I’ll tell you.”
I watch as she cracks a grin.
“I knew you would.”
I can’t help but smile. She thinks she’s so fuckin’ cute. Well, she is…but I’d never tell her that. For one, she’s Red’s girl, and it ain’t at the top of my list to be turned into a toad or some shit. Besides…I got all the girl I could ever want or need. At least, I hope I still do.
I sigh out.
“I fucked up bad this time K. She’s gonna hate me forever. She’ll never want to see me again.”
Kennedy scoffs and shakes her head.
“Oh, please. What the fuck? You hit your head or something? There ain’t no way this side of Hell Buffy would ever turn her back on you. She loves your stupid ass too much. Although, I can’t see why. You are such a horny asshole.”
She cracks another grin and I turn my head to the side to try and hide my smile. She chuckles under her breath and I turn my eyes back to face her as the smile fades from my face. She drops her leg and sits up on the headstone, letting out a deep breath. She cracks her knuckles and places her hands in her lap.
“Even though you are a horny asshole, and it’s your fault most of the time, it ain’t all your fault now. But, you shouldn’t have called her a cheap whore. That’s just…fucked up.”
I sigh out and slump my shoulders.
“Yeah, I know. I was just pissed and it just came out. I don’t know wh…”
Wait a fuckin’ minute. How the fuck did she know that?
I lift my eyes and set my jaw.
“How the fuck did you know that? You some peepin’ tom or some fucked up shit like that?”
I don’t know why I’m so pissed. I think it’s a Slayer thing, you know, all territorial and shit. No body messes with me…or my girl.
K gets this ‘Uh-oh’ look on her face.
You damn right. You better be scared. You may be my best friend, but that don’t mean I won’t stomp your ass if I have to. I gotta protect what’s mine.
“No! No, Faith. It’s nothing like that. Me and Willow were just laying there and your voices just kinda…echoed. It must be the thin walls.”
Oh. That’s better cause for a minute there I thought she…wait….laying there?
I turn my head to the side and my face contorts in confusion.
“You were just…laying there? Laying…where exactly?”
I can see the panic return to her face. I don’t like where this is going.
I watch as she fidgets with the side of the headstone and swallows hard.
“K? What were you and Willow doing that made you just be ‘laying there’?”
She turns her eyes up to meet mine and smiles nervously.
“Umm…we were in…after-glow mode.”
I nod my head.
“Oh.”
I sit there a moment longer…and then something else dawns on me. The guestroom is down stairs and the only other room upstairs that’s close enough for them to hear us is…
My eyes go wide and I look up to meet hers.
“My dad’s room! You had sex with your girlfriend in my dad’s bed room?! In his bed?!”
Ah, fuck. The grossness factor on this one is way off the fuckin’ charts.
I let out a disgusted groan and shake my head to rid it of the mental images.
I hear K’s voice break through my trance.
“You ain’t mad Faith?”
I look up and shake my head.
“Hell no. Just…fuck! That’s disgusting!”
I stare to shake again and jump from the headstone.
“Ughh…that’s so…fucked.”
I hear K sigh out and start chuckling. I look up to meet her eyes as she jumps down from the headstone and walk over to me. She slaps me on the shoulder and smiles.
“Maybe…but so was I.”
I shake my head again and groan.
“Please…don’t rub it in.”
She chuckles as she slips her hands in the pockets of her jeans and looks straight ahead into the darkness for a moment. She sighs out and turns back to face me.
“I think it’s time you go home now. Someone’s waitn’ for ya.”
I nod my head absently.
“Well, what about you?”
She smiles.
“I got someone waitin’ for me too, and something tells me I’m gonna get lucky again tonight.”
I groan out and shake my head as I start to walk away.
K chuckles and walks behind me a half a step back.
“Hmm…maybe we can do it in your bed this time. I’m sure those cold sheets could use a little warmin’ up.”
I stop and turn to face her. She stops dead in her tracks and waits to see if that was too much.
I just smirk and lean in to whisper to her.
“If everything works out like I hope it does, after this weekend…me and Buffy will be giving them all the heat they need.”
My smirk grows wider at the shocked expression on her face. She stares back at me a moment longer and she gets a smirk of her own.
“I hope it does too…then maybe you won’t be such a tight ass anymore.”
I can’t help it. I gotta. It’s just too good to pass up.
“Well, Buffy won’t be.”
She just shakes her head and smiles.
“How did I know you were gonna say that?”
I smirk and we share a moment of eye contact before we turn and walk home in a comfortable silence.
I can’t help but keep smiling. As I walk up the driveway, I glance up at the window to my room and smirk.
Buffy is never gonna know what hit her.
Buffy’s POV
I hear the front door open and then close. I involuntarily suck in a deep breath.
Faith’s home.
Willow looks over at the door and then back at me. I meet her eyes with a helpless stare. She gives me a gentle smile and places her hand on my knee gently.
“It’s okay Buffy. Just remember what I said. I love you.”
She leans over and kisses me on the forehead and smiles at me before getting up off the bed and walking out quietly. I don’t know what I would do without her.
I settle back into the bed feeling a little better. As soon as I start to relax, I hear the door open slowly.
Uh-oh.
It’s Faith. I don’t even have to open my eyes, I can feel it. It’s her.
I hold my breath as I hear her heavy boots fall against the carpet as she makes her way over to the bed. I feel it sink down in front of me and then I hear her husky voice drift into my ears.
“Baby, open your eyes.”
So, I do.
The moment our eyes meet, any doubts I had about us vanish. She has a soft smile on her face and her eyes are dark and sad. She takes a deep breath and looks down at my hands in my lap. I watch as she licks her bottom lip and slowly reaches over to take my hand in hers. The instant her hand touches mine, a thousand sensations encompass my entire being.
Faith pulls our hands into her lap and starts to gently rub her thumb over the back of my hand. I sigh out internally from the intimacy of the touch. I watch Faith intently as she stares down at our hands and licks her bottom lip again. It makes me smile a little.
I hear her let out a deep breath as she slowly lifts her eyes to mine. She sees my soft smile, and gives me one of her own.
“Baby…I…”
She trails off and sighs out. I don’t say anything. I just sit here and remain silent. I know this is something she has to do on her own. In her own way…on her own terms.
She lets out a deep breath and lifts her eyes to mine once more.
“Buffy, I’m so sorry about what happened. I am such an asshole. I can’t believe I called you…what I called you. I’m a fuckin’ loser and I don’t deserve another chance.”
I start to open my mouth to tell her how wrong she is, but the look in her eyes tells me she needs to do this. So, I remain silent.
“I don’t deserve another chance, and I don’t deserve your forgiveness. But…I’m asking for it anyway. I’m asking you to give me the chance to show you how much I really do love you and how much nothing else matters to me. I’m asking you to give me the chance to show you what’s in my heart. Please…give me that chance.”
Now, I’m speechless. I don’t think I can speak after that. I never knew Faith could be so…sensitive. I’m so use to ‘bad-ass, I ain’t got no feelings’ Faith. I’ve never seen her so open and vulnerable and I’ve never loved her more.
I reach over with my free hand and brush a wavy lock from her eye. She closes her eyes and lets out a sigh. I smile as I slide my hand down and rest it on her cheek.
“Baby…open your eyes.”
She cracks a tiny smile as she slowly opens her eyes. I return the smile as I lean into her, bringing our lips a breath away. I run my fingertips over her jaw before sliding my hand around to the back of her head. I entwine my fingers in the hair at the base of her neck and I stare deeply into her eyes.
“I love you Faith. That’s all that matters. That’s all that will ever matter.”
I lean in and kiss her softly. I hear her let out a little moan and then a whimper as I pull away. I watch as she slowly opens her eyes and licks her lips. She smirks.
“So, does this mean I’m forgiven?”
I just shake my head and smile. I lean forward and place my forehead on hers. I continue to smile softly as I look deeply into her eyes.
“Yes.”
She smiles.
Faith’s POV
I can’t fuckin believe this. Just like that, Buffy has forgiven me and everything is back to the way it was…just like that.
Sometimes I wonder what I could have possibly done in my life to deserve her. I mean, I know I save people’s lives and shit, but there is no way I deserve someone like Buffy cause she deserves the best and only the best. I don’t know what the fuck she sees in me. Kennedy is right. I’m just a fuckin asshole who only cares about getting off. Buffy deserves so much more.
But…she tells me that I’m all she could ever want, all she could ever need…and that makes me smile.
B pulls away from me and a grin spreads across her beautiful lips.
“What is so funny?”
I can’t hold it in any longer. This is gonna be the best fuckin (no pun intended) night of my life…of our lives.
I let out a deep sigh and drop my hands into my lap. Buffy gets this worried look on her face and her hands fall on top of mine. She intertwines our fingers and the warmth of her touch warms my heart to the core. Yeah, I can’t believe I just said that either.
Fuck, she’s turning me into such a pussy, and I’ve never been happier.
I sigh out and lift our hands to my mouth. I breathe in the scent of her skin, cherishing her warmth, memorizing her scent and I place a delicate kiss on the back of her hand. She lets out a content little sigh and squeezes my hand.
“That’s nice baby.”
I lift my eyes to her and smile softly as I kiss her hand again. She closes her eyes for a second to soak up the moment. When she opens them again, she returns my smile and my heart melts.
That girl could defrost the Antarctic with that smile.
I smile to myself at that thought and she quirks her eyebrow.
“Something you wanna say?”
I look into her eyes and take a deep breath.
Well, here goes everything.
“Buffy…I…I just want you to know how much I love you…okay?”
I watch and wait for her to nod. She does so I go on.
“Okay. So you know that I love you more than I could ever express with words and you know that I love you more than the air in my lungs, but…you don’t feel how much I love you.”
She opens her mouth to tell me some inner deep sappy shit about how she feels it every time I touch her, or every time I look in her eyes, or no doubt some other sappy shit like that, but I put up my hand to stop her before she can ruin my moment. Yeah, I’m an asshole. We’ve already established this fact.
She closes her mouth and slumps back a little. She stares at me intently, waiting for me to go on.
I take a deep breath cause I really don’t want to fuck this up. I gotta say it just right so I don’t come off as the asshole I know I really am.
“I know that you say you “feel” how much I love you by the way I hold you or by the way I look in your eyes, but that’s not really feeling anything.”
She raises her eyebrow at that one.
Uh-oh. Better tread carefully on this one Faith.
I swallow hard and struggle to continue.
“What I mean to say is…I know that you mean you feel it in your heart and that you don’t need any physical contact to know how much I love you. I know that cause it’s the same way with you. I don’t need to touch you or for you to touch me to know that you love me its just something I feel in my heart.”
That earns a pleased smile and a dreamy look in her eyes.
Fuck…yes. Lay it on her real good Faith. Buffy is such a sucker for that sappy shit. I am so gettin’ in them pants.
I smile internally at the thought, but I can’t let it fuck me up now. I almost got her.
“But…”
The pleased smile and the dreamy look quickly vanish and her eyebrows raises slightly again. I swallow and search my brain for the right words. For the love of everything holy, please let me get this right.
“But…I want you to feel that…physically. I want to show your body how much I love you as well as your heart. I want your skin to feel mine against it. I want you to feel my hands on your body, telling it how much I cherish and worship it. I want your lips to feel mine giving them the undying devotion I feel in my heart and I want you to feel me deep inside of you, calling out to you, touching you in the most intimate of ways. I want to be with you in the most intimate of ways. It’s not about sex, it’s about me and you expressing our love. Forever connected, and never ending.”
Fuck. I can’t believe that just came out of my mouth. I can’t believe my brain came up with that shit. But then, when I think about it, I know that it wasn’t my mouth or my brain…it was my heart.
Buffy must think so too because she is suddenly on top of me kissing me so hard and so deep, I nearly fall off the back of the bed. Of course, I kiss her back and we both moan into the kiss. There ain’t no way Heaven or Hell I ever expected Buffy to be this…aggressive. But, I gotta cool her jets…and mine. This ain’t the way its supposed to go. She wants our first time to be special and that’s what she is gonna get.
Probably making the worst mistake of my life, I lift my hand up and gently push Buffy away by the shoulder. She pulls away from me and stares into my eyes. I nearly cream myself right there. She has this intense fuckin’ look on her face, she’s breathing all hard, her pupils are dilated like a bitch and she is flushed with desire.
I am gonna regret this. I just fuckin’ know it. Fuck. This love shit can be a real pain in the ass sometimes, but I know the pleasures make the pains all worth while. But that’s later. Right now, I have more important plans.
I sit myself back up and Buffy falls back against the headboard. She throws her arm over her eyes and sighs out.
“Damn Faith. I’m sorry. It’s just…after a speech like that…damn. I’m sorry.”
I smile to myself and reach over to place my hand on her knee. She moves her arm and sets her eyes on mine.
“Its okay baby. Really. I just had to say all that before…”
I trail off and she sits up to be closer to me. She puts her hand over mine on her knee and strokes it gently. I let out a deep breath and stare into her eyes.
“I had to say that before I asked you something.”
She nods.
“Anything.”
I let out a sigh and pray that I can squeeze just a few more words from my heart. I stare into Buffy’s eyes deeply. For the first time in my life, I have no doubts about my love for this girl or her love for me. Some things are just meant to be.
I smile softly at her as I take my hand from hers and reach into the inside pocket of my jacket. Buffy’s eyes follow my every movement and her breathing turns shallow. She watches with a fixed glare as my hand disappears into my jacket and then emerges once again, but it ain’t no rose this time. This time it’s a little black velvet box and my hand is shaking now more than ever. I bring the box down to my other hand and grasp it tightly.
I hear Buffy’s breathing increase and my own heart pounding in my ears. I swallow hard and suddenly feel as though the Sahara has taken permanent residence in my throat. My Slayer hearing picks up the distinct sound of another rapidly beating heart and I know that she is waiting for me.
I take a deep breath and look up into her eyes. I see the beginnings of tears forming behind her eyes. I lift my thumb and wipe it under her eye before they can fall. I smile, she smiles and from somewhere deep within, I find the courage.
I take a deep breath and slide myself off the edge of the bed. She slowly turns to face me. She places her feet flat on the floor and puts her hands in her lap nervously. I take in another deep breath and bend down on my left knee. I hold the box up with shaky hands and slowly lift my eyes to meet hers. She is crying but she has a peaceful smile on her face. I take in one final shaky breath and slowly open the lid on the box.
I watch as her eyes get bigger and I can see the sparkle from the diamond shine in their perfect hazel hue. She lifts her left hand to cover her mouth as a sob emerges from her throat. I nearly start to cry too as I lift my hand and pull it away from her mouth. I hold it in my right hand and smile.
“Buffy Anne Summers, you would make me the happiest woman in the world if you would do me the honor of becoming my wife. Will you marry me?”
Another sob emerges from her throat and she fights it back. She smiles down at me and nods her head.
“Yes Faith. Yes, I will marry you.”
I feel as though my heart has wings. Buffy has no idea how happy she just made me, but I swear on my honor as the Slayer to spend the rest of my life making sure she always is.
I gotta remember that one. Buffy likes that kinda stuff, remember?
I slip my hand from under hers and use both hands to pry the ring from its box. It is beautiful, but it doesn’t hold a candle to my girl.
I hold the ring in my left hand and reach out for Buffy’s with my right. She smiles and slides her delicate hand in mine and I slip the ring onto her ring finger. The diamond sparkles and shines as she withdraws her hand from mine.
She pulls away and lifts her hand to her eye level. She just stares at it for a few moments before looking down at me.
“It’s beautiful baby. I love it, and I love you.”
She reaches out for me and I lift up to slide into my girl’s arms.
We sit on my bed, in my room and hold each other tightly as the moment envelops us completely.
As I sit there and hold her to me tightly, kissing her face and head gently, I hear her softly crying into my shoulder, but I know they are tears of joy. The first of many, many more. I swear to you Buffy, from now on your life will be nothing but happiness and peace.
And then it hits me.
This is it. This is where my life and her life end…and where our life begins.
Buffy’s POV
I can’t believe this.
I’m engaged. To Faith. I’m engaged to be married to Faith.
I get butterflies just thinking about it…and yet…it scares the shit out of me.
What if I’m not a good wife? What if I can’t do all the things a wife is supposed to do? What if I can’t be the wife she needs me to be? What if I’m not what she wants in a wife? What if she marries me and then changes her mind? God, what if she doesn’t want children? Cause I really do. Or what if I can’t…keep her…satisfied? It scares the hell outta me to think that I can’t. And what if…
“Buffy!”
I guess I musta zoned out into my own little world. Willow must have been calling my name for like the last ten minutes cause when I look over at her she’s breathing kinda hard and her face is red like she’s been yelling.
“What? Huh?”
She just smiles at me and sighs out.
“Already worrying and you haven’t even said ‘I do’.”
She lays her head back against the roof and stares up at the stars with a chuckle.
After Faith asked me to marry her and we sat there holding each other for like an hour, she told me she was gonna go back out on patrol. I just smiled and nodded. She kissed me and then quietly slipped away. I laid back on the bed and stared up at my ring. That’s when Willow came in to ask me how it went and that’s when she saw my ring.
So, I told her what happened and then she cried. So, naturally, I cried too. Then we sat there holding each other and crying.
Many tears later, we came up here to the roof to watch the stars. Willow is the only other person I share this spot with. She the only other person I trust to share this spot with. It may sound stupid or whatever, but this is kinda…sacred to me.
Anyway, that’s when I zoned out and that brings us to the now.
How does she always know what I’m thinking? The only other person that can see that deep inside me is Faith. That thought makes me smile, because despite all my fears, I know this is the right thing for us.
I bring my left hand up to my eyes and let the moonlight sparkle off my diamond. It shines in my eyes and I feel my heart overflow with happiness. I don’t know what I ever did to deserve Faith or to be so happy.
As I’m lying here staring up at my ring and smiling, I hear Willow let out a sigh. It’s her patent little ‘I’m so sad…ho hum’ sigh. I turn to look at her and place my left hand on her shoulder. My diamond sparkles and it makes me feel all giddy inside. God, I love my baby!
But, I push that out of my brain to bring comfort to my friend. I figure, she’s done it so much for me lately, I kinda owe her one…or a thousand.
“Will?”
She turns her head to look at me and smiles a sad little smile.
I reach over and push a strand of hair from her eye.
“Will, what is it?”
She lets out another sigh and sits up, pulling her knees into her body. I sit up too and look over at her expectantly.
“It’s nothing. I mean, its something…but, I don’t want to ruin this for you. You deserve to be happy.”
She averts her eyes to the blanket and I can almost hear a whimper escape her throat. We’ve been through so much together, I can’t believe she thinks she can’t tell me. I reach over and lift her chin to make her look me in the eyes. I give her my best resolve face.
“Will…”
She lets out a deep breath.
“I’m jealous.”
I pull my head back and look at her with awe. She’s jealous? Of me?
“You’re jealous? Of me?”
She nods. I think about it for a minute.
“What the hell for?”
She reaches over and picks up my left hand. She pulls it to eye level and smiles.
“This.”
I can feel myself blush.
“Oh. Right.”
She drops my hand and falls back against the blanket with a loud thud. She covers her eyes with her arm and whimpers.
“Ugh. I am such a bad best friend. I should be happy for you, not jealous of you. I suck at this.”
I can’t help but laugh a little as I reach over and push her arm from her eyes. She opens them and looks at me. Her eyes are so deep and saddened.
“Will, its okay. Really, I’m not mad, but you really have no reason to be jealous of me. Kennedy loves you with everything she is.”
Willow nods lightly and licks her lips.
“Yeah, I know she does, but…it’s still not the same. I know I probably sound really selfish right now…but…”
She looks at me with a nervous grin.
“I want one too.”
I let out a chuckle and fall back onto the blanket. I lay my head on her shoulder and reach down for her hand. I entwine our fingers and let out a pleasant sigh.
“I know Will. I can’t believe how happy I am right now, and I really want you to know how that feels. You deserve it more than anyone. It’s kinda hard for me to believe this is actually happening to me. I mean, Faith doesn’t really come off as the ‘settling down’ type.”
We both share a little laugh then I hear her sigh again. So I squeeze her hand and snuggle into her shoulder.
“Don’t give up Will. Besides, Kennedy is out patrolling with Faith right now. You never know…that fiancé of mine can be very persuasive.”
I hear a chuckle rumble low in her chest and then she lets out a deep breath.
“Yeah. I know it’s not fair to Kenn. I mean, I can’t just expect her to propose just cause Faith did. I don’t want her to do it cause she feels pressured, I want her to do it cause she wants to. Its just…I’m ready to make that commitment. I want to spend the rest of my life with her, making her happy. Although, they do say that the sex goes down hill after marriage. Hmm.”
I feel myself blush again.
“What do you think Buffy?”
I can’t see it, but I know she’s grinning. I swat her on the arm.
“Not funny.”
She laughs a hearty laugh and then sighs out, but its not a sad one this time, so I guess that’s good.
It’s stuck in my head now. You know, the whole sex thing, and my earlier fears come flooding back. What if I can’t satisfy her? You know, sexually.
“Will?”
She shifts her legs and squeezes my hand.
“Hmm?”
I don’t know how to ask this. I mean, what am I supposed to say?
‘Hey Willow, I wanna know the best way to make Faith cum. How do you do it when you have sex with Kennedy?’ Yeah, I don’t think so.
“Buffy?”
Oh right.
“Umm…there’s something I need to ask you…but I don’t know how.”
“Just ask me. There’s nothing you could ask me that I wouldn’t answer.”
Okay, she asked for it.
“How do I make Faith cum?”
Willow starts to choke on her own spit. She starts coughing and wheezing and I lift myself off her shoulder so she can sit up. She sits up sputtering and shaking and I pat her on the back.
“You okay Will?”
She nods her head and fans her face with her hand.
“Y…yeah…I’m…I’m good.”
I can’t help the smile that spreads across my face. I knew she was gonna do that.
I give her back a final slap and she regains her breathing. She looks at me over her shoulder with wide eyes.
“Buffy!”
I look at her innocently and shrug.
“What? You said anything.”
She turns to face me and sits directly across from me with our knees touching lightly.
“Buffy, I thought those tapes woulda helped. Did ya not pay any attention?”
She gives me a knowing smile and I can’t help but blush.
“It’s not that I didn’t pay attention, I did. Its just…well, I only watched one…and it wasn’t very…informative.”
She’s laughing at me now. This is so not funny. I reach over and shove her on the shoulder. She falls back a little, but she’s still laughing.
“This is so not funny.”
She starts nodding as she tries to catch her breath.
“Yeah…yeah it is.”
I cross my arms and give her my best scowl, but it doesn’t last long. My smile sneaks it’s way through and I shake my head.
“Look at you. What kinda friend are you? Laughing at my pain.”
I sigh out and continue to shake my head. She finally catches her breath and places a gentle hand on my knee.
“I’m sorry Buffy. I’ll stop laughing, but that is just…”
And she laughs again.
I give her my best pout again and she wipes the tear from her eye as she settles down.
Okay. It wasn’t that funny.
I let out a sigh.
“So, are you gonna help me or what?”
She starts nodding her head as she takes in a deep breath and looks me dead in the eyes. She takes her hand off my knee and folds them in her lap. She leans in really close. I can see the blush already starting to form on her cheeks as she tries to find the best way to say it without babbling.
“Well, I can’t really tell you how to make Faith cum…but…I do know a thing or two that Kennedy happens to…respond to…very well.”
She starts to turn so red, I’m afraid she may spontaneously combust. She averts her eyes and starts to smile innocently. I try to fight it back, but a huge grin spreads across my face and I dip my head so she can see it. She shoves me back and lets out a giggle.
“Don’t do that.”
I shake my head and laugh.
“You are so easy to get, and what’s with the blushing? I wouldn’t think you would, seeing as how you just had sex with your lesbian lover in some 40 year old man’s bed, while your best friend and her girlfriend were right down the hall. No sense of morals, that’s what it is.”
She starts sputtering and sighing trying to find some kind of come back, but there just ain’t one for that. I nod and smile as her face contorts through expressions before she finally settles on defeated.
“Fine. You get that one. But, I do so have morals.”
She thinks about it for a minute and then a smirk spreads across her face.
“Its just, when it comes to my very sexy, very horny lesbian lover, they tend to take an impromptu vacation. I mean, you try to say no when Kennedy has her tongue rammed down your throat and her hand so far down your pants, you…”
She realizes what she is saying and she looks up at me with wide eyes and shakes her head.
“Don’t even notice it.”
I give her a smirk and nod.
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
She blushes again and then we both sigh out.
“Ugh…this isn’t helping Will. You’re supposed to be helping.”
She looks at me for a moment longer and then a soft smile spreads across her face. She lets out a deep breath and then nods.
“You better be glad I love you so much. I don’t share my secrets with just anyone.”
I return the soft smile and reach over to take her hand.
“I am, and I love you too. Now, spill it.”
She gets this sneaky look on her face and she raises her eyebrow.
“Okay. You wanna know how to make Faith cum so hard, she forgets her own name? Well then, sit up and pay attention, cause this is one lesson you don’t wanna forget.”
She gives me a smirk and I can almost swear I see her eyes sparkle with mischief. I swallow hard and my ears start to burn a little. I guess they are preparing themselves for the much smut that is about to commence.
I tuck my hair behind my ears and for the first time in my life, I am actually looking forward to learning. I watch as Willow licks her lips and smiles.
Oh…damn.
Something tells me Faith is gonna be one very happily married woman.
Faith’s POV
“Married? As in, ‘the vow of eternal commitment’…married?”
I look over and Kenn and nod with a smile.
“Yeah. That’s the one.”
She raises her eyebrows and nods.
“Damn.”
I just smile and shake my head as I come to a dead stop in the middle of the graveyard. My Slayer senses kick into overdrive and I can feel it in the tips of my fingers.
Vampires. And lots of them.
I reach out and place my hand over Kennedy’s stomach to hold her back. She looks over at me with confusion. I nod in front of us and mouth the word ‘Vampire’. She nods her understanding and reaches for the stake in her jacket.
If it was anyone else, I’d be worried right about now, but Kennedy’s has proven more than once that she can hold her own. I’ve been training her and teaching her all the shit that my Watcher taught me. She’s a quick learner and surprisingly strong for a ‘normal girl’. Not to mention the extended stamina she seems to have, and I’m sure Red is more than happy about that one.
I smile to myself and shake my head. I’m such a perv.
But those thoughts are pushed into the back of my mind when the hair on the back of my neck starts to tingle.
This is about to get fuckin ugly.
I slip my hand into the inside pocket of my jacket and grip the stake there. I nod over to Kennedy and she nods back. I remove my hand that was resting on her abdomen and bring it down to my side. I pull it into a tight fist and silently start to count to three.
I turn around in one quick turn and embed my stake into the heart of the first bloodsucker. He lets out a feral growl and then he’s blowin’ in the wind. I smile and turn to face the next fucker.
He swings out at my head and I duck down to avoid it easily. His forward momentum keeps him going and I jump up behind him. I grab him by the shoulder and bring his face down onto my knee before flipping him over onto his back. I ram my stake through his heart and he’s dust.
I pull myself back upright and look over to see how Kenn’s doing.
She appears to be holding her own against two of the biggest fuckin vamps I’ve seen in a while, but it looks like there’s a third one trying to get the drop on her from behind.
I smile and shake my head.
Not this time Pal.
I take off in a sprint. I jump over a headstone and run up the side of the mausoleum to get a flying kick in. My foot connects with the back of the third vamps head and he flies forward…right into Kenn’s back. She lurches forward and I see something fall out of her jacket pocket. Her forward momentum takes her right into one of the vamps and her stake rams through its heart. She falls face first in the dirt as it turns to dust.
The second vamp sees it as an open invitation to an all you can eat and leaps onto her back. I drive my stake through the third vamp’s back and flip over a headstone to land next to Kenn and the vamp. I pull it back off of her by its collar and it goes flying back into a headstone. The headstone bursts into pieces and the vamp’s knocked out cold.
I drop to my knee and put my hand on Kennedy’s back.
“K? You alright?”
She lets out a grunt and pulls her face up out of the dirt. There’s a cut over her right eye and the blood runs down the side of her face. Her face is blackened from the dirt and there is a bruise on her right cheek. She musta hit the ground harder than I thought. I keep forgetting she doesn’t have the Slayer resilience that I do.
“Do I look alright?”
I let out a sigh.
“Not really. You look like shit.”
She sits up and runs a hand through her hair. She winces when she pulls the skin too tight around the cut over her eye. I lean in to get a better look.
I pull back with a sigh.
“That’s gonna need stitches.”
Red is gonna kick my ass for this.
Kennedy lets out a sigh of her own and drops her hands to her sides. Her eyes get really big and she takes in a deep breath.
“Where is it?!”
I look at her with confusion.
“Where’s what?”
She looks all around her and starts to panic.
“Where the FUCK is it?!”
Then I realize she’s talking about that thing I saw fall out of her jacket pocket as she started to do a swan dive into the dirt. I jump up and run over to where I saw it fall. I bend down and pick up the box. That’s funny. It looks just like…
“A ring box?”
Kennedy pulls herself to her feet and walks over to me. She reaches out and takes the box from my hand and stares down at it.
“Yeah.”
I stare down at her and she lifts her eyes to meet mine. She smiles and lets out a deep breath.
“You have to be better than me at everything, huh?”
Well if this ain’t the biggest fuckin’ surprise.
I don’t know what to say, so I just stand there looking at her with a dazed expression.
She sighs out and walks over to sit on a headstone. She turns the box over and over in her hands as she stares down at it.
She was gonna propose to Red?
But I beat her to it with Buffy.
I let out a sigh and shake my head.
“Fuck K. I had no idea.”
She looks up at me with a nod and a smile.
“I know. It’s not your fault. I didn’t say anything and it’s not like it matters.”
I shove my hands in the pockets of my jacket and I walk over to hop up onto the headstone beside K.
“What do ya mean?”
She lets out a deep breath and stares off into the distance. She’s quiet for a long time and just as I’m about to say something, she speaks.
“I can’t do it.”
I knit my brow in confusion.
“What?”
She turns to look at me.
“I can’t ask Will to marry me.”
I shake my head.
“Why the fuck not?”
She gets this lost look in her eyes and she swallows hard.
“What if she says no? What if she laughs in my face? Or worse…what if she says yes?”
I just smile and shake my head. I reach over and take the box out of her hand. I open it to reveal the biggest fuckin diamond I’ve ever seen. My eyes get wide and I let out a whistle.
“Fuck. That’s one helluva rock.”
She smirks as she reaches over and takes the ring from my hands.
“Only the biggest for my girl.”
I start to open my mouth and she lifts her hand.
“Don’t even think about it.”
She looks over at me and we share a grin. Her grin quickly fades and she stares down at the ring. I sigh out and place my hand on her shoulder.
“K?”
She lifts her eyes to meet mine.
“She loves you. I can’t imagine why…but she loves you. Ask her. She’ll say yes.”
Her eyes get that lost look again.
“And when she does…you take the ring and place it on her finger. Then you marry her and spend the rest of your life making sure she knows that she is your Angel and there is no one else in the universe that loves her more than you.”
She stares at me for a moment and then smiles.
“This better work cause if it doesn’t…I’ll kick your Slayer ass all the way back to Boston.”
I smirk and nod my head.
“Yeah, sure you will. Come on, let’s go home to our girls.”
She nods and smiles as she tucks the ring back into her jacket.
I hop down off the headstone and she hops down after me. We start to walk off when I suddenly remember something.
“Hang on.”
She stops and turns back to face me. I pull the stake from my jacket and walk over to the vamp that is still lying on the ground. I smile as I drive my stake into his chest. His eyes pop open and he let’s out a shriek before turning to dust.
I flip the stake in the air and then tuck it back in my jacket. I smile as I walk back over to K. She shakes her head and sighs.
“You love this job, don’t you?”
I nod and smirk. “You damn right.”
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