Just a Little
Notes: For my great gals out there - Oral, Nyk, Lia, Aby
Summary: An insight into Faith's mind when she's suffering from H&H
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Swing round - drop kick, jump up - right hook, then
immediately spin around again delivering a back fist to his skull - reverse
kick, knocking him to the floor, stake and poof!
B and I are back to back, I turn around and we high-five.
"That was pretty sweet B. I'm telling ya, look out Olympics, 'cause
we got a new category that's gonna blow you away!"
She laughs. "Yeah Faith, I can see that's gonna happen, since slayers
are the only people who can participate and since we are the only slayers...
well, doesn't exactly mean lots of competition."
"Yeah and I can see your moves comin a mile away."
"I totally can."
She moves to kick me, but I see it and I catch her leg, holding her there.
Then she manages to get me. She jumps up and kicks me across the face with
her other foot. I stumble and fall back on to the ground, but she's on me
in an instant.
"Told ya." She imitates me.
Suddenly I'm very aware of her body on mine, I'm aware of my post slay hornies.
There's silence for a few seconds and I begin to feel very uncomfortable.
Very hot-under-the-collar. I sort of push her off me and walk away. She's
looking at me. "Faith? Are you ok?"
"Yeah, you know me... need some food, need to go out and get some."
I look away from her.
"Come back to my house, I can provide you with food. You don't really
need to go out and 'get some'." She approaches me slowly.
"Oh no, I do." I have such an unreachable ache.
"Faith come on. The shittiest clubs are open; you don't even know what
the guys in there have picked up. They're probably full of diseases."
She tugs on my sleeve, yeah 'guys'; B. That's what I pick up. Sure.
"I need to go out and dance if anything." So much energy and adrenalin
pumping through my body.
"So you're telling me you're weak? You can't just take one night and
spend it in my house?" Buffy looks at me and bites her lip.
"I'm not weak B."
"Obviously you are. I'm going home." She turns away from me and
I sigh and roll my eyes. I hate it when she does this, I always cave in.
"Wait up, I'm coming too."
I can almost see her victorious grin already.
I watch her slip the key into the lock. Her arm muscles ripple under her
skin, such soft skin, such slim arms, but I know what destruction they can
cause. It reminds me of last night when I went back to some girl's flat
- Rachel? Ricki? Something like that. She was trying to put the key in the
lock but my hands were in her panties and she dropped the key before coming
all over my hands.
Rhonda? No. Still can't remember.
I'm more aware of how much I need some girl-toy to fuck.
Some small, blonde haired cute chick.
Don't be surprised.
Of course I want Buffy. She's everything I'm not and more. She's amazing,
beautiful, everything I've ever wanted.
And she's looking at me.
"Are you coming in? Or do you need an invite?"
I laugh sheepishly. "I'm coming."
We head straight into the kitchen. She stands by the sink and looks at me
as I lean on the doorframe. I smile at her. "Woman, make me food."
She throws a towel at me. "With an attitude like that, Faith, you can
make it yourself." She pauses while I raise my eyebrows at her in disbelief.
"Ok, what do you want?"
You. Me. Naked. On your bed.
"Uhmm, I dunno. You decide." My mind shuts down for a few minutes
while that little scenario plays out in my head.
"Oven-pizza. I'll put it in now. I'm gonna go up and have a shower,
ok? Watch TV or something. You can have one after me if you like."
So she goes. I watch TV for a while and then she comes back downstairs.
Fucking whore. She's wearing a little tank top and these tiny little shorts.
Her hair is wet and she looks good enough to fucking eat. I stand there
looking at her before I realise she's looking back at me.
"What?" She looks slightly paranoid as she looks down at her attire.
"What's wrong with me?"
Her nipples are hard. Oh God.
"Nothing B! I swear. I'm just... you know... off somewhere else at
"You keep spacing out. Is this what you're normally like after slaying?"
My mind flashes back to last night when I was fucking... Ritzy...? with
my strap-on. Slamming her into the bed, gasping, moaning, skin slapping
off skin, her nails digging into my back. I watched her as she jerked and
cried out under me.
"Uhmm, yeah...? Maybe, I dunno B." As she walks past me another
scent reaches my nose. Not shampoo, not shower gel... but something else.
Something else that's Buffy. My eyes widen as I realise that she's been...
masturbating. She made herself come. Probably in the shower, hoping to wash
away the scent that it leaves behind. A shower cannot fool a slayer.
I close my eyes as a shiver runs up and down my spine.
I need to go out and find someone to fuck; I can't be here, not when there's
an ache in my pants and Buffy's standing close to me, smelling absolutely
"I can't be here." I mumble out in a rush. I'm perspiring.
"Are you ok?"
"I... I need to..." Fuck you.
She's standing in front of me, looking all concerned and worried. "What?"
I pause and mentally shake myself. "I just need food, I don't think
I've had a substantial meal for a few days. Mickey D's doesn't count, right?"
She smiles and takes my hand, pulling me into the kitchen. "Nope, it
doesn't count. If the pizza doesn't fill you up, I can make pasta."
I sit down at the counter as she bends down to pull out the pizzas.
"Shouldn't be necessary B." Oh God. Oh fuck. Oh hell. The shorts
tighten around her ass; she's not wearing any panties. I wanna push her
against the counter, face first while I stand behind her. I wanna push her
down against the counter-top so she's bent over for me and intrusively shove
my hand down her shorts. I wanna take her hard; I wanna hear her moans and
grunts of false protests.
I put my head rather heavily down on the counter and groan.
Buffy rushes around to my side, her nipples are hard. "Faith, what
is it? What is wrong with you?"
I grunt. "I'm... just... still a little... adrenalin filled from slaying...
I guess I need to eat, hopefully that will solve it."
She looks at me funny; I think she finally gets it. Her nipples... she's
wearing a white top, flimsy material so I can pretty much see her nipples.
I pull my eyes away from her chest and look at the pizza. My stomach growls
in response to the sight. Buffy laughs.
I start to tuck into one large pizza, Buffy gets the other, but I know she'll
only eat a half; maybe three-quarters and I'll get the rest. Within 15 minutes
any sign that pizza existed on this counter, is gone. Save for a few drops
of tomato and a piece of pepperoni, which I quickly pick up and eat.
I lean back and belch.
"Hell yeah, that hit the spot." I feel a little better, the ache
in my pants is still there, just not as prominent.
She laughs at me. "Charming Faith. I can see you pick up so many people
with your manners."
"Oh I can be charming and seductive B." I look at her with a small
smile on my face.
"I'm sure you can. I don't doubt that."
I get out of my chair and walk over to where she's leaning on the counter.
I gently press my body against hers and reach across her to get the plates
and glasses. I keep eye contact with her as I grab them, my arms brush against
her breasts and I can see her shudder just slightly.
I know she'd deny that she shuddered.
Even though there are goose bumps on her arms and her nipples are hard again.
She'd deny it.
I place the plates in the sink and slowly slide my body against her back
as I walk over to the fridge. I feel her inhale sharply.
"Slick Faith, very seductive." She turns away from me to hide
the blush that we both know is there.
I laugh a little. "I know, Queen of Seduction here, B."
"I can be seductive too."
I snort. "Yeah, sure."
She looks indignant. "I can!"
I shrug and walk out into the hallway; I'm tired and need to sleep. I yawn.
She grabs my shoulder and pushes me against the wall hard. Had I not been
a slayer it would have winded me. "What the fuck-?" My protest
quickly dies in my throat as I see her slowly licking her lips, her body
presses oh-so-closely to mine, I can feel her body heat. "B, I-"
She presses her finger against my lip and shushes me. She leans into my
neck so all I can see is her blonde hair and her warm breath purposely exhaling
against my neck, I shiver slightly. Her warm breath moves up to my ear and
I have to fight back a moan. She's fired up my body again.
"See?" Buffy whispers breathlessly into my ear. "I can be
She moves away from me and I laugh stupidly, trying to hide my nervousness.
"Ha, yeah... you... yeah. Seductive." I pause. "Bed."
She looks at me with an eyebrow raised.
"Uh, I mean sleep... in your bed with you, to sleep... that is."
I blush and walk away from her, avoiding her amused look. I start up the
stairs. "I'm tired."
She laughs quietly. "Me too, F."
I throw on some pink pyjama things that she hands me. I looked at them disbelievingly
at first, I even threatened to sleep in the buff, but she seemed to be ok
with the idea. Kinda freaked me out a little. So I opted on the pjs.
I turn around to her; she's sitting on the bed.
"You look so cute!!" She has the most adorable expression on her
I frown. "I am not cute, I'm sexy, hot, desirable. Not cute."
She points at me. "You're cute in pink Faith."
I walk over to the bed. "Shut up B."
She quickly lies down on the side that I'm walking towards. We often fight
over this. Well, all of twice before. I stop and look down at her.
"I'll just lie on top of you B."
She grins. "Go ahead."
I sigh. "Fine." I climb on top of her first, hearing her sharply
inhale, I smirk as I move off her and lay on the other side. "You're
so stubborn B."
"Makes two of us then." She turns off the light.
"So... what do you wanna talk about?"
"Well, actually I was gonna sleep-"
"Oh B! You can't! You lure me over here with the promise of action
and laughter and now you wanna sleep?"
She laughs. "Faith, I never promised you that."
"Sure you did."
"Did not- actually, I'm not gonna start that." She shakes her
head slightly. Probably feeling a bit miffed that she was actually responding
to my teases. "I dunno Faith, what do you wanna talk about."
I pause and think for a minute. "Willow."
"Yeah, why not?" She was the first thing that came into my mind.
Buffy's seems a little perturbed. "What about her?"
"How long have you known her?"
Buffy shifts so she's facing me on her side. "Since I arrived in Sunnydale.
I decided I didn't wanna be part of Cordelia's little clique. Willow...
is special, you know? Cordelia is someone who would use you and mould you
to her will."
Wouldn't mind that for a night.
"Then when she's finished with you, she'll toss you to the curb. Willow
and Xander I knew would stick with me."
"Have you kissed her?" I feel the smile forming on my lips; I
knew how uncomfortable this question would make her.
"You mean 'him'?"
"No, I mean 'her'."
"Of course I haven't!!"
I flinch. "B, you don't need to shout, I'm right fucking here."
"Sorry, but how could you ask such a question? She's not gay and neither
"You never got invited to slumber parties, did you?" I shake my
head in mock horror.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"Girls kiss other girls at slumber parties, B." There's silence.
"You mean you've never kissed another girl, ever?"
There's more silence and I'm starting to think she's not gonna answer my
question. I open my mouth to say something but she speaks first.
"I didn't say that."
"Oh!" I grin. "Share the gossip!"
"I went to slumber parties Faith, ok?"
I suppose she thinks that's the end of discussion. No way.
"Really? How many?"
"Not many. About two, maybe three."
Hmm, B's selective about who she kisses.
"Did you enjoy it? Did you get a little moist in your panties?"
I say in a perverted sort of way.
"Faith!!!" She hits me on my arm.
That actually hurt.
"That actually hurt B."
She rubs my arm over her pink fucking pyjamas. "Ohh, poor Faithy...
did my little fist hurt your poor arm?"
I ignore her. "So, did ya?"
"I was young! I was about eleven when it happened Faith!"
She wants to move off this topic so much.
"So, Buffy Summers is really a big dyke?" I laugh quietly. "You
kissed three girls B."
"Faith!!" She splutters. "I... I am so not..."
I continue to laugh.
"So have you kissed any girls Faith?"
That made me stop.
Buffy starts laughing. "You are the worst liar I have ever heard!"
She stops laughing a looks at me. "So, c'mon, spill the beans."
"Uh... I... it was nothing." My mind keeps flashing back to last
night with... Rhyla...? And previous nights with various different women.
"See, you're not so cocky now once the tables have turned, are you?"
She stretches a little her top rises and I can see her skin. Makes me wanna
touch her, kiss her, fuck her. "So... who was she? Or who were they?"
"Uh nobody special. It was a while ago."
"Only once? Faith, I would expect you to be the person who is willing
to try anything."
C'mere I wanna fucking try something with you. I'd love to fuck Buffy from
behind, with my fingers, sliding in and out of her.
"A few times B, alright? They weren't anything special. A means to
burn off the excess energy that slaying creates."
She's quiet for a while.
"So you... like girls?" She quickly adds. "I mean like girls?"
"I guess. They're softer than men and sometimes I need that."
Change of subject needed. "So, you never get horny after slaying?"
I feel better now I'm in control of the conversation.
"I... Faith, what does it matter?"
"I just wanna know." I pout at her in the dark, she laughs at
"I guess so... but you can't tell anyone!"
"Tell anyone what? That you're a normal blooded female who gets a little
hot-under-the-collar once in a while?"
"You know what I mean Faith."
"So... how do you deal with it?" I smirk.
She punches my arm again. "That I refuse to answer."
"Fuck B! Stop punching the same spot!"
She gently rubs my arm again, come to think of it; her hand never left my
arm from the last time.
"Night Faith." She leans over and kisses me on the cheek; my heart
starts beating insanely in my chest.
"Night B." I manage to choke out.
I'm on top of Rain... that's her fucking name! Got it! You'd think I wouldn't
forget it, since it's totally different.
She's moaning my name into my ear, her breath tickles and caresses me. We're
both totally naked, lying on her posh bed, and I'm moving my pussy against
hers. Her posh accent is a kind of turn on. Makes me feel like I'm corrupting
a 'good girl'. Her moans and sighs are just such a fucking turn on.
"Oh Faith... this feels... oh god..."
Her legs wrap around my back and I bury my head into her neck, I'm so wet.
Her hips rock against me quicker. Suddenly I get an idea and pull away from
"Rain... I wanna see you touch yourself for me..." I settle her
against the head board and spread her legs slightly. She blushes.
"Faith... I don't know... that's private. I don't really feel very
comfortable doing that in front of you. I'd feel ashamed and quite disgusted
with myself." Her posh accent is tinted with a bit of Louisiana.
I press my body against hers, I'm breathing hard into her neck. I need to
see this. I wanna fucking see this. "Do you feel that way every time
you touch your little pussy? Every time you've made yourself come, do you
feel guilty?" She's a prissy little church girl. "Do you touch
yourself in your bed at night thinking about other girls, hoping that your
parents don't barge in half way through an intense orgasm?"
I can hear a wet click, and I can smell a fresh scent of her arousal. I
look down and see her finger buried inside her pussy, she's tight. I almost
died when I put my finger inside her when we were standing outside the club,
waiting for a cab; I pushed her against the wall and slid my hand into her
panties. She was so tight around my finger that I just wanted to... corrupt,
claim... own. Conquer.
With her head back against the wall and her hand moving expertly between
her legs, I think I've died and gone to heaven. She looks gorgeous. I move
my hand to her breast and I gently pinch and circle her nipple. She moans
more, and I can see her hand glistening with her wetness as she continues
to fuck herself. Her smell is intoxicating and I lean forward into her neck
and moan. I gently kiss along her elegant neck, her breath starts coming
quicker, tinted with gentle moans.
"Oohhh... hhhuughh Faith.... oh fuck..."
I growl softly and bite her neck. She cries out and arches against me. I
can tell she's close so I pull her down the bed and lay next to her. I pull
her hand away from her pussy and start to caress her body.
"Rain... you feel so good baby..."
Her skin is soft, slightly damp but hot at the same time. I tweak her nipples
and trail my fingers down her stomach. The scent of her arousal is distracting
and demanding, so I slide my fingers down to her hairless pussy... hairless?
She wasn't hairless a minute ago...
I slowly open my eyes to find that my head is buried in someone's neck and
that 'someone' is breathing hard. The night comes back to me in a rush and
I remember that I'm in Buffy's bed.
But... not just in her bed.
My fingers are buried inside her pussy; she's wet, warm and so inviting.
My whole body tenses when I realise and Buffy's breath hitches as my fingers
flex inside her.
"F-Faaaith...?" She whispers so quietly that I don't know whether
to pretend to be asleep or be awake and take my fingers out.
My post-slayage hornies must have gotten the better of me during my sleep.
I would've slapped myself in the forehead had my hand not been in Buffy's
cunt. Her breathing is shallow as she tries to calm down. I don't know whether
she knows I'm awake so I refuse to move.
Her pussy muscles clamp around my fingers and I growl quietly in my throat,
she moans at the same time and it mutes my growl. She feels so fucking good.
I wanna fuck her tight little body. My breathing quickens involuntarily,
so she must know by now that I'm awake.
"P-please..." Her plea comes out so desperate that every instinct
in my body screams at me to fuck her. I move my hand in her slightly, just
slightly, but even with that movement I can hear her wetness click. Her
own hand clutches around my arm and she digs her nails into my skin. All
my senses are heightened and I groan into her neck, she moans in response.
I push my self up on my left hand so I'm hovering over her. She looks slightly
surprised at my quick, unexpected movement. I push my fingers inside her
just a little harder and her neck arches in front of me as her eyes close
in pleasure. I wanna bite her neck, mark her, so that everyone knows she's
"B... how... I mean... I'm sorry..." And yet I still don't take
my hand out of her pussy, she probably hates me.
"It's ok." She gasps out.
"How did... how did this happen?" I nod down to where my fingers
are still inside her, she's so soft and silky around me. My body ignores
my mind's order to stop fucking her, and my hand pushes into her again.
Her body arches up against me as a strangled cry leaves her throat.
"Oh God! You... kept... touching me while you were asleep. Your hands
were moving all over my body, but your eyes were closed." Her hand
that's on my arm tightens and pushes my hand into her again, my eyes half
close in pleasure. She feels divine around my fingers.
"Shit, I'm so sorry..."
"When I tried to stop you, you kept slapping my hands away..."
She pauses and looks up at me breathlessly. Her hair is messy, her lip is
swollen from where she had been biting it to keep quiet and her eyes are
wild. "You felt good, so I decided to enjoy your attention, but then
your hand shoved it's way into my shorts... and now..."
"It's cos I didn't... well... I don't normally have people in my bed
with me... when I do it's usually cos I'm fucking them." That's true.
I don't usually hang around after sex, but sometimes I'll be so tired I'll
just fall asleep. This had happened once before, but not to the same extent.
My hands had just started touching her upper body. It seems like my hand
has a mind of it's own.
"Am I just another notch on your bedpost Faith?" She asks as she
so seductively and carnally rolls her hips against my hand, my breath hitches
as I watch her body move underneath me.
"I don't think so, B." I can't believe we're actually having this
conversation while Buffy's pussy is pulsing around my fingers. "You've
been everything to me... all I think about is you."
She looks up at me, obviously surprised.
"Today... fuck B... I knew you'd been touching yourself in the shower."
Her hips start to jerk a little against my motionless hand, obviously trying
to get it moving again. I move my thumb to her clit and gently rub the side
of her swollen nub. She moans and clutches uselessly at the bed sheets with
one hand. "I'm a fucking slayer too... the smell of sex off you was...
intoxicating." I push my hand into her in a rough thrust; the headboard
bangs off the wall.
"Faith!" She cries out. "Oh God... I'm so close..."
I start thrusting quick and hard into her body, I'm not in the mood to fuck
around, I'd already gone without sex for long enough, now that I had it...
she was gonna come so fucking hard. Her body jerks and shudders on the bed,
my eyes are glued to her form. The disbelief keeps setting in - I can't
believe I'm doing this to Buffy's body.
I lean down to her lips and kiss her deeply, my tongue pushes in and seeks
out hers, I feel her hand clutch onto the back of my head, and her other
starts digging into my back. She moans loudly into my mouth as my thumb
abuses her clit relentlessly. I kiss her frantically for a few seconds before
moving down to her ear.
"Remember in the kitchen, when you bent down to get the pizza out of
the oven? I wanted to push you against the counter and fuck you from behind,
I wanted to feel you push me away and protest, but I'd fuck you hard, I'd
know you really wanted it. I wanted to feel you come all over me and your
little hot pants as I shoved you down on the counter."
Buffy comes hard and fast as my fingers work her pussy. "Oh Faith!
Faith! Oh God! I'm... Faith!!"
No Honey. I'm Faith.
That was far too quick for me, so I start to travel down her body, even
before she has a chance to recover from her orgasm and I fix my mouth to
her pussy. Her legs and thighs convulse and she pushes as hard as she can
against my face, her hand goes to the back of my head and holds me tightly
against her. I push my tongue inside her and I hear her gasp loudly and
she pushes against me rhythmically, riding my face hard.
"Faith... oh Faith... your mouth feels... your tongue... oh God!"
I can't help but smile a little, Buffy tastes great, my tongue moves rapidly
as I try to drink more of her arousal. She's twisting and thrusting against
me and I know that it will be quick again. All that build up after slaying,
and she has just been ignoring the itch for weeks. Well, she won't have
to ignore it again. I move my mouth away for a second and she grunts in
"Jeeze, hold on a sec, B..." I slide two fingers inside her cunt
again and her hips jump up to meet my hand, then I fix my mouth around her
clit, I start to suck hard and I flick my tongue back and forth at the same
time. She really starts to scream, so I pick up the pillow with my free
hand and throw it at her head. She gets the message and muffles her cries
into the pillow.
I push her legs further apart so I can see more of her pink, wet pussy,
I spread her lips with my fingers and I can feel my own cunt respond to
the sight. I squeeze my legs together as I go down on her again. Her little
bald pussy is such a turn on. I relentlessly start abusing her clit with
my tongue again, sucking it from time to time. As I bend my fingers inside
her pussy and start pulling them in and out, in and out... over and over
I feel her tight inner muscles clamp down on my hand.
Her whole body tenses and her stomach dips as her chest seems to rise and
fall hurriedly. She screams my name into the pillow as her hips grind against
my face, I try to hold them down but she rocks and jerks against me as I
drive my fingers into her harder and deeper and I suck as hard as I can
on her swollen clit.
"Faith! Stop... fuck... stop it!" She pushes my head away from
between her legs. "I can't take anymore..." She breathes hard
trying to catch her breath, I'm breathing hard too, but for another reason
I slide my hand between my legs as I taste Buffy's wetness from my own lips.
I look over at her pussy and I rub myself just a little bit harder, she's
all swollen looking and very inviting. Buffy notices where I'm looking and
decides to spread herself a little for me, I grunt a little as I rub my
clit roughly, she's so wet. She covers my hand with her other hand and stills
my vigorous movements.
"Faith..." She leans over me and we kiss deeply, my tongue slides
around hers. "Why don't you... sit... on my face?" She barely
whispers into my ear. But suddenly my whole body becomes so fired up at
the thought. I whimper.
"Oh God... Buffy... are you sure?" She tugs at my pyjama top and
I pull it off so all I have are the pants on.
She looks at me. "I wouldn't say it if I wasn't Faith." She starts
to pull on the waistband of my pyjamas. I throw them off quickly and I sort
of kneel by her head. I realise that I don't wanna seem too over-bearing,
I don't wanna scare her. "What's wrong Faith? Are you having second
thoughts?" She looks up at me under her long eyelashes.
"Uh, no. Just making sure that you're not." I hold on to the headboard
and she pulls on my thigh, so my leg goes to the other side of her head,
now I'm straddling her face and I can't help but feel a rush of arousal
at the thought. I'm sitting astride Buffy Summers' face and she's going
to eat my pussy.
"Oh God..." I moan and lean against the wall as I feel her breath
on my pussy. She moans a little herself before pulling my hips down and
then I can feel her tongue inside me. "Fuck!" I cry out and try
to stop my hips from humping her face, but her grip on my hips tightens
as she tries to pull me harder against her.
"Buffy... oh God...!"
Her tongue moves inside my cunt, caressing the silky inner walls, my pussy
contracts around her tongue and she moans. The vibration from her moan makes
me gasp and my eyes roll in the back of my head from the sensations. Her
nails dig into the skin on my hips and thighs and I start to rock against
her face as her tongue pushes inside me.
"B... you feel... soft.... oh my God..."
I can hardly even breathe she feels so good. My hands tighten around the
headboard and I hear it creak as it threatens to break under the strain
of my grip. My breathing is coming hard and fast as I start to move my hips
a little quicker. I look over my shoulder and I can see her legs pressing
together to try and find any sort of relief. I can only groan. She takes
her tongue out suddenly, but quickly fixes her mouth over my clit.
"Shit! Holy shit! Oh God.... B!"
She starts to suck gently and I actually feel like I'm gonna die from the
sensations. I look between my legs and I see Buffy's eyes looking up at
me, all big and innocent. That's it.
I come hard, I arch forward and throw my head back.
"Buffy! Oh God!! Buffy!"
I slide one hand under her head and pull her face against me as I ride out
the orgasm, she fucking loves it.
I fall backwards onto the bed, but Buffy doesn't seem to want to stop. She
moves so she's settled between my legs and I'm lying on my back, away from
the top of the bed.
"B... what are you... I can't... don't you wanna stop?" Her tongue
starts flicking over my sensitive clitoris.
She looks up at me from between my legs, her chin is covered in my arousal.
"Faith... you taste so good..."
Her mouth attaches itself to my pussy and she starts running her tongue
all over it, between my lips, inside my cunt, around and around my clit.
I can't stop twitching and moving my hips, but she merely moves with me.
She starts moaning and I can see that she has her hand between her legs
and she masturbating as she's licking me.
"Buffy... you... oh God..."
I start to move my hips against her face in earnest. My gaze is fixed on
what is going on between her legs, see she's kinda up on her knees and elbows
as she's eating me out at an angle so I can see what's going on between
her thighs. I raise myself up on my elbows so I can see more.
Buffy looks up from between my legs and she sees what I'm looking at. She
moves up to my ear for a second.
"Does it turn you on?" I feel her fingers play with my clitoris.
"Watching me fuck myself?" She looks crazed with lust, but still
Buffy-like. It only inflames my passion more. I arch off the bed as she
tugs a little on my clit.
"Ugghhh fuck yeah..."
She moves back into position and starts sucking on my clit and flicking
it with her tongue. She's still masturbating and I'm still watching her
so she spreads herself and I can actually see her fingers run back and forth
over her slick and swollen clit. It's almost enough to drive me wild.
"Uhhhh B.... oh God..."
I can't believe I'm going to come again so fucking soon. Her mouth on my
pussy is too much and not enough at the same time, the muscles in my legs
are jumping and I feel my hips pumping hard against her mouth. Suddenly
she starts moaning and whimpering into me, her fingers drive into her own
cunt and she massages her pussy as she comes. Her arm muscles flex with
the effort and her cries are muffled by my cunt.
Her hips jerk and thrust against her hand in such a... raw and arousing
fashion that I throw my head back and grab the back of her head and pull
her into me, my arousal reaches new peaks. My head tosses from side to side
as her sucking increases. I grab the nearest pillow and shove it against
my face. Her hand that had been touching herself reaches up and starts caressing
my nipple. I feel and smell her wetness.
"Mmmfuckmmm... Buffy!" I scream into the pillow as the orgasm
bursts through my body and she drives two fingers inside me as my walls
She continues sucking at my clit until I push her away from me. I roll onto
my side as I wait for the intense pulsing in my pussy to stop. She pulls
me up to lie with her and hold her. It doesn't take long for us both to
When I awake she's gone. Usually it's the other way around.
"B?" I call out quietly, just in case she's in the bathroom.
She's not so I decide to get up and go downstairs. I pull on my leathers
and one of her small tank tops and descend down the stairs. I can sense
she's in the kitchen.
"Morning." I mumble as I lean on the doorframe. My eyes scan her
body, she's wearing just a flimsy pair of panties and an oversized t-shirt.
She turns around and smirks at me. "Morning yourself."
No regrets then.
She's messing around with something over at the sink, I think she's cleaning
up our dishes from last night.
"I haven't slept that well for ages." I admit.
"Mmm, must be quite a talent that I have then - the ability to make
Faith sleep." She pauses, as if in thought. "Maybe you should
sleep over more often. Could be very beneficial." She says with a small
smile on her face.
"Yeah, I think that sounds like a good idea." I smile back at
her, she looks so beautiful she's practically glowing.
She bends down by the sink, her ass and pussy are clad in a tight pair of
panties and are very much emphasised when she bends over. I growl lowly
in my throat and quickly move over to where she is, before she can even
stand up straight I have my hand in her panties and buried inside her wet
She gasps in shock and it turns me on fiercely. I push her over the counter
and hold her hands behind her back with my free hand so she has no leverage.
"Oh Faith... oh yes... fuck me... fuck me hard..."
I start to pull my hand in and out of her quickly, the panties last for
about two seconds before they're in shreds on the floor. The movement of
her body against me is such a turn on and I move my fingers inside her harder.
We're in tune to one another, we have the ability to know what the other
wants so maybe she's using me just a little so satisfy that ache.
But when she looks at me I know she loves me. Just a little.