Week 2 - Cheating

Faith's POV

Avoidance.

Obviously that was the best policy for me. If I avoided B how could she pull my strings and drive me crazy? Simple, she couldn't.

Fucking dandy.

I could sail through this month and get her as my slave at the end of it. Mmm, Buffy as my slave... the things I would make her do...

Ok, back on track. So yeah, avoidance. My best idea yet. Would've worked if Buffy hadn't been savvy to it after about three days of not seeing her. I was sitting on my bed in the motel, smoking my last cigarette and watching some fucking daytime soap when she burst in.

"Faith, you've been cheating." She stood in the doorway, looking all high-and-mighty with her hands on her hips.

Cheating? Me? Im-fucking-possible. How could I be cheating if I hadn't seen her? I glared at her, taking a drag on my smoke. "What the fuck are you talking about B?"

She closed the door and walked to the end of my bed. "You can't avoid me, you can't just not see me for the next month. That's cheating Faith, because that's not fair."

Fuck. "Ok, you got me. I'm sorry." Yeah right. "I figured it was the best way to win."

"You're such a chicken Faith."

Oh my god. Did she just call me...? A chicken?

I angrily stubbed my cigarette out in my ashtray. "Why am I a chicken B?"

She put her hands on the edge of my bed and started crawling towards me. I swallowed hard. Did she have any idea how hot that looked? Like something in a 'gentleman's magazine' that I'd get myself off to.

"Cos you're afraid of me. You know that I'll beat you... you have no chance of winning this." She sat astride me, her thighs separating for me. Everything was screaming at me... telling me that she was hot... tight... wet... and I could do something about it. I closed my eyes, grit my teeth and counted backwards from ten in about three seconds.

"Feeling confident B?"

"Mmm hmm, cos I know you're weak... you'll cave eventually."

It was all a trap - her hot breath against my neck... her body astride my lap... I was in her trap and an inch away from getting caught. Using all of my will power I pushed her off my lap and walked across the room. She sat back on the bed and smiled seductively at me.

"No matter how tough you try to be... a girl... a woman with gentle curves... soft to the touch... is your weakness."

I swallowed and tried to focus but there was a party going on in my pants, it seemed like everyone was invited and Buffy was the guest of honour. She had wrapped it in a nutshell - maybe not quite as graphic as I would have put it. Soft and wet to fuck... their girlish squeals and moans as you touch them inside... that's why I love women.

"You know what? I need to slay."

I grabbed my jacket and stormed out of the motel room with a certain blonde slayer hot on my heels.

The Next Day

Buffy's POV

It was only a matter of time, she was close to caving in already. I had her wrapped around my finger, she was at my beck and call... like a pet. A wild, untamed, sexy pet.

Riley had apologised profusely to me, saying he was a jerk and that Faith's sexuality was her business.

True.

It was also mine now. Her need for the same sex was almost amusing to me at first. She always struck me as such a rough person, vigorous in bed... I never pictured her being so gentle with another woman, but apparently she was. I called her over to my house for dinner one evening. When Dawn had gone to bed, I decided to ask her some questions about the whole lesbian issue. I had never really asked Willow, she'd probably blush so much she'd pass out.

Faith, on the other hand, is not afraid to be too graphic about anything.

We were sitting on the couch, Faith was flicking around some channels. I guess I kept stealing peeks at her or something, I was trying to figure out how to bring it up when she turned suddenly and looked at me.

"Ok, what is it? You've been quiet all evening and now you're looking at me. Spit it out." Faith turned off the TV and turned to me.

Ok, cue dear-in-headlight's expression. "Uhm... well... it's stupid."

"I'll be the judge of that. What is it about?"

"Uh... you..."

"B, I guessed that part." She looked at me sardonically.

"Ok, it's about... you know... you and... well... stuff about... you know... women... and sex..."

"You wanna know about me, women and sex?" Faith laughed. "If you don't know about those three things then you really shouldn't be allowed out of the house." She paused. "Actually it's ok if you don't know about me, I am a complex character, I don't even know about me really so how-"

She was babbling. "Jesus! Shut up Faith! I want to know about what sex with women is like?"

"Why? So you can pick up some tips for when you become my slave in two weeks time?" Faith grinned at me.

I felt stupid. "You know what? Just forget it." I got up off the sofa but she grabbed my wrist and pulled me back down with her.

"B, I'm sorry, that was a real asshole thing to say. I get nervous about these kinda topics."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Shocking, huh?" Faith smiled. She is so beautiful when she smiles. "You wanna know what girls do in bed to one another?"

"No... yeah... kinda... why do you like girls?"

"That's like asking yourself 'why is my hair blonde', there is no answer."

"Actually it's all to do with pigmentation and genes-"

"You know what I mean. Why do you like boys?"

I shrugged. "I dunno, I guess-"

"Because you're mom was married to one? Because everyone else was into boys? It's a society thing. Sometimes, there are people who don't agree with society, and I'm one of them."

I frowned. "Ok, so I phrased that question wrong. I mean, what attracts you to girls?"

"I thought you figured that out."

I smiled, I really got her yesterday in her motel room. "I was guessing."

Faith blushed, just a little. "Well, you know... they're soft... they feel good when you touch them... you can make them moan and cry out and it sounds so erotic."

"When did you first... with a girl...?"

"Fuck?"

My eyes widened. "Faith! Don't be so crude! No, when was your first experience with a girl?"

She laughed a little. "When I was about fourteen, just before I had a watcher... before I knew anything about vampires and demons and shit. My life in Boston was pretty fucked up, my parents didn't care how long I stayed out. I had a few girls who I would kiss... and every now and then cop a feel. There was this one girl - her name was Candy - blonde hair, big tits, you know the type."

I laughed. "Cordelia attitude?"

"Exactly. Well, she used to baby sit my neighbours kids and I'd 'keep her company'."

"Keep her company?" I looked at her sceptically.

"We'd make out on the couch for hours. Man, she was so hot. She considered it 'practising', I guess I did too. She was a year and a half older than me, more experienced in the making out area than I was, but she didn't mind it when I copped a feel. The other girls would push my hands away and giggle. She didn't giggle, she moaned. A lot." Faith cleared her throat, she didn't seem so uncomfortable talking about it anymore.

I was enjoying this immensely. "Where were the kids?"

"In bed. They knew when I came over we did not like to be disturbed, they were kinda afraid of me. I wasn't a very nice neighbour. Candy used to tell me that I was a horny bitch, nice huh? I guess I was, I used to try and push her down on the couch, take off her bra... she loved the attention though. I was getting frustrated by the lack of real action and one night I started feeling under her skirt, you know what I mean?"

I nodded and swallowed. Faith didn't mind leaving out any details, I didn't mind hearing them all.

"She let me feel for a whole minute before smiling and pushing my hand away. I guess I had no real skill at that time, I was over excited at feeling my first..." Faith paused, trying to say it in front of me.

I snickered. "Pussy?"

Faith looked away from me as her cheeks burned. "Yeah, even though it was over the material of her panties, I still got excited and I didn't really concentrate on how to make her feel good." Faith laughed. "After a while I got tired of feeling her over her panties and I slid my hand into them instead." She paused and looked at me. "Once I slid my finger into her tight, wet pussy I knew that I would always want a girl. I'd use and abuse guys once in a while... but it was girls who I always held a dark desire for."

"The way her body responded to my finger drove me crazy but it wasn't long before she pushed my hand away. Then I was called about a year after the whole thing with Candy started, and this woman came along saying she was my watcher. My strength grew, I started slaying... getting hungry and horny. I still visited Candy whenever she was babysitting. I dropped in to see her after I had been slaying... within five minutes I had her laying on the couch and I was fingering her. I wanted to make her come so I was...

A few years earlier

... fingering her hard and fast and rubbing my palm off her clit. She was whispering into my ear as I kissed down her neck. I could feel her tight walls sheathing my finger and it was so hot and wet down there. I started sucking on her nipples; I had taken off her bra and unbuttoned her shirt in about ten seconds.

"Faith... uh... god... maybe you should oh... stop..."

She could tell something was different, the way I wasn't listening to her, just letting the lust take over my body. From the way her pussy felt, she didn't really want me to stop, I could tell.

"Do you really want that?" I barely managed to gasp. I took my fingers out of her pussy and ran them over her clit. I massaged the bundle of nerves until she was crying out and holding on to my tank top tightly, almost threatening to rip it.

"No... oh god... yes... I don't know..."

I remembered something I saw in one of my brother's 'Playboy' magazine, two girls... licking each other down there. I had come so hard to that picture.

"Do you think my tongue will help you decide?"

She was confused. "Your tongue?"

I smiled at her, not letting up on the pace of my fingers. "Close your eyes."

She did. I had managed to pull down her panties to her knees while I had been fingering her, so I settled between her legs just taking it all in. Her scent was driving me crazy, I think maybe some more primal instinct inside me was taking over. My fingers slid into her twat once more and I kept up a quick rhythm.

"F-Faith... oh... uh... I don't wanna cum... I think that means that I've lost my virginity and I only wanna lose my virginity to a boy..." She was clutching hard onto the material of the couch, her eyes squeezed tightly shut.

She wasn't the brightest of creatures, in fact she drove me nuts but what was important to me at the time was that she had the right body parts in the right places and that was all I was concerned about. "Baby if you cum with me it doesn't mean that you've lost your virginity... just relax and let it happen ok..."

I buried my head between her legs and began to suck and lick at her clit. She squealed and grabbed onto my hair, pulling me harder against her. I was in absolute heaven, I could feel her juices on my chin and my nose was buried in her pubic hair. She tasted so good.

"No... oh... stop... uh god... no Faith... please... oh..."

Her protests pissed me off so I stood up and grabbed my coat, I didn't wanna fucking rape her. I was going to go out and find someone willing. I went to the front door when she grabbed my wrist. I looked down at her.

"If I say no... it doesn't mean I don't want it." She blushed and looked away.

I was kinda thick, I didn't get her. "Of course it fuckin' does."

"Maybe I like to be taken... you know... a little roughly..." Candy smiled at me innocently as what she said shocked my system and turned me on almost violently. I was also kinda confused, if she had said that to me a few months ago I would have been horrified and stormed out. But now... I felt this need to conquer... it was really fucking weird.

Didn't stop me from fucking her good and hard on the floor.

I pushed her to the ground and drove my fingers inside her still wet pussy. Her clit was swollen and hard, she was so turned on. She cried out and groaned as her head was buried into my shoulder. When I felt it was time, I buried my head into her pussy and she came all over my mouth and face.

"You did her on the floor?" I stared at her still feeling quite shocked.

"Yeah and man, did she scream when she came. She had carpet burns and small bruises. She was saying no the whole time, right up until she came. She loved to fight me too sometimes. She'd push at me so I'd have to pin her arms down by her side. When I got stronger her bruises got bigger and people started to ask her questions - they thought her parents were abusing her." Faith sighed and stared into space.

"You know you don't have to talk about this." I touched her shoulder gently.

"It's ok. So when I went over to visit her one night she told me that I had to stop being rough with her. I agreed but when we started to do it again she was still saying no and pushing at me. I realised if she was going to act like that then I couldn't stop being rough with her. So I stopped visiting her after I explained it was the best solution." Faith shrugged.

"Did you really like her?" I asked gently.

"Not really, she never reciprocated... didn't bother me at first cos I could get myself off when I was eating her. But after a while my fingers just weren't enough, and she made it clear that she didn't wanna touch me back."

I laughed at her crudeness, sometimes you just had to. "Charming Faith."

She turned to look at me. "C'mon B think about it... you're kneeling on the ground giving this girl the best lick out she's ever gotten, her moans are driving you crazy and she tastes so hot... wouldn't you want someone to at least touch you back?" She smiled at me seductively.

I smiled back, momentarily caught by her... well... sexiness. Hey! I'm the one who is supposed to be doing the seducing here! "I bet you would..." I licked my lips and watched as her eyes followed my tongue. Oh yeah... she had it bad for me. I leaned over and put my hand on her inner thigh, she shifted a little where she was sitting. "All that pent up frustration... the only release you can get is to... masturbate." I whispered the last word right in her ear and then gently sucked her earlobe.

"B... what are you... oh..."

I didn't understand why I was doing this to her... actually I did... I wanted her jacket, but I didn't understand why I was enjoying it, and why I wanted to feel her tongue on my clit. Why did I have the desire to kiss down her neck... cup her breasts...?

My lips gently grazed her neck, her breath was coming in short bursts as she fought hard against responding. "Faith... mmm..." I saw her fists clenching on to the couch so hard that her knuckles had turned white. I kissed her neck a little harder this time, suckling on her pulse point.

"T-T-That's gotta be... cheating..." Faith barely whispered.

I eased my body slowly and cat-like across her lap, I saw the look in her eyes when I had sat astride her in her motel room yesterday, it had really affected her. I slid my hand up her top and brushed my fingers over her stomach. I moved back up to her ear. "Nope because we agreed that I could kiss you... just not on your lips..." It was at this point that I realised how wet my panties had become, I couldn't believe that I really wanted this as well! Maybe I needed to have a re-look at my relationship with Riley.

Faith moaned in defeat. Yet, she still hadn't moved me from her lap, she hadn't told me to stop. Funny that.

I kissed her neck again, this time on the other side. I made sure my breasts were pressed against her so she could feel my hard nipples. I gently sunk my teeth into her neck, she cried out. Her hands grabbed my arms hard and she roughly pushed me down on the sofa, she hovered above me, breathing rapidly. I smiled seductively at her. "You gonna fuck me like you fucked Candy? Hard... on the floor... while I'm moaning and writhing against you... Oh no... Faith... stop... oh god..." I watched her pulse jumping rapidly along her neck. "You wouldn't have to hold back with me..."

"B I-"

"Buffy? Oh my god! Faith get off of her!" Riley stormed into the house and grabbed Faith and flung her across the room, she collided with the desk and cried out in pain.

"Jesus Riley! Do you ever stop and think?!" I screamed at his stupid face as I sat up on the sofa.

"She wasn't-?" He faltered.

"No, Riley she wasn't attacking me." I got up and helped Faith stand up, the desk was in splinters, the telephone and whatever else had been on the desk were scattered around the room.

"Then what-?"

I thought desperately for a moment. What excuse could I use?! Faith coughed and grimaced. "We were messing around, farm-boy." Faith spoke hoarsely as she held her side. "Stop jumping to conclusions all the time. You really are a stupid fucker, you know that?"

Dawn came running into the room in her pyjamas. "What happened?"

Faith sat down on the chair, still glaring at Riley, while I went over to Dawn. "It's a long story, Riley just thought Faith was trying to hurt me but she wasn't. I'll explain it more tomorrow. I'm sorry for waking you, go back to sleep ok? It's late and you've got school tomorrow." I gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"Sorry kid, night, night." Faith called out to her as she went upstairs.

"Riley I'm a slayer ok? I can hold my own, I don't need you as my guardian all the time. I'm stronger than you." I folded my arms and glared up at him.

"I know that Buffy, I don't think I need to be reminded of that all the time. You think I like having a girlfriend who is stronger than me? It makes me feel useless." It always had to relate to him, it was always about him. Some how he was always able to turn the conversation around so it revolved around him in some way.

"You are useless." Faith mumbled, she always had to say the wrong things at the wrong time.

"And ever since she's come along you spend more time with her, even though she's tried to kill you, impersonate you... yet you all forgive her? She's such a slut, she offers it up to whoever is there. How can you even stand that?"

"Riley shut up!" I hissed at him, I didn't want to drag Dawnie down into this again, even though she was probably sitting at the top of the stairs listening. "You don't know her, you don't know what she's been through. You don't understand what it is like for us."

"Maybe I tried."

"You never listened to me." He was always more interested in getting into my panties.

"I'm gonna go home." Faith stood up and tried to slink out of the house.

"Stay." I ordered her, she didn't have to leave because Riley was having one of his asshole days. I turned back to him. "Am I too boring for you, is that it?"

"Buffy, you know that's not-"

"Maybe you need to find someone who isn't so boring?" I stopped talking and the room seemed to echo in silence. He stared down at me his eyes searching mine for any sign that I was joking. I really wasn't.

"Buffy c'mon..."

"Riley you know this has been a long time coming. You don't trust me, you're irrationally jealous... you never listen to me and all you want is sex." I looked at him. I could tell Faith was probably wishing she was anywhere else except here. "What type of relationship is that?"

"You're breaking up with me?" He looked at me as if he couldn't believe it. I heard Faith snort.

"It certainly looks that way, doesn't it?"

"Fine." He spun around and pushed Faith into the stairs making her hit her ribs against the banisters. She cried out. "Fucking dyke." He stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind him.

Asshole ruined my fun and games with Faith. I ran over to the crumpled brunette and brought her into the kitchen to fix her injuries.