Back at their penthouse suite, Buffy let the hot water from the shower rain down on her shoulders. She wished somehow that it could wash away the ugliness of the demon's club. Once the evil being was dead, the submissives had slowly regained their free wills. While slightly embarrassed by their state of undress, they remembered nothing that had happened after they had followed their dominants into the chamber next door. Clearing out the club, rendering statements, determining which of the missing were dead and which had been held captive, were all matters for the police. Buffy's first concern was to make sure that Faith and the submissives were adequately covered. Then she also made sure that she had the hard drive that had recorded their Club Possession activities in her own possession. Faith had sent the ankle strap containing the power of the murdered dominants back to Sunnydale. They felt sure that Willow and Tara would know the best way to put those souls to rest.

Buffy emerged from the shower, wrapped in a plush penthouse bath towel. Faith was already in bed, her eyes closed. The slayer stood for a moment looking down at her lover's beauty.

"Hey, baby…" Faith murmured. She stretched without opening her eyes. "What's up?"

Buffy let her eyes wander over the beautiful face, the shiny, dark mane, enticing neck, the strong shoulders, powerful arms, skillful hands, creamy breasts and taut abdomen. Her eyes scanned the outline of the sensuous crevice between Faith's legs and the defined expanse of thigh that were evident under the sheet. She sighed. No wonder the dominants and the demon had been so enthralled with her. Faith's allure demanded attention.

The cognac colored eyes opened and swept over Buffy's body. They took in the damp, blonde hair curling past her shoulders. There were tiny beads of water still dripping onto her chest and arms. Faith wanted to lick up every drop running down the silky skin. She wanted to run her hands all over the delectable flesh and muscle on the slender frame that was partially hidden underneath the bath sheet. She openly admired her lover, before stopping and gazing back up into hazel eyes. "Damn, B. You look so sexy."

"It's a towel, Faith."

"Baby, you'd look hot in a burlap…" Faith stopped short as Buffy reached up, pulled out the tucked in corner of the towel and let it fall to the floor.

…sack." Faith finished, letting her appreciative expression confirm the truth of her statement. She flipped back the sheet that was covering her lower body and opened her arms. Buffy climbed onto the bed and lay down on top of Faith. They kissed slowly for a few moments. Each enjoying the tingling sparks wherever their skin touched.

After a few moments of the pleasurable exchange, Buffy drew back. Her eyes still held an uneasiness that she hadn't been able to shake since leaving Possession. Sensing her anxiety, Faith gently caressed Buffy's face.

"What is it, B?" She asked softly. "What wrong?"

"I can't stop thinking about what the demon said." The golden slayer momentarily glanced away from her lover's concerned expression. "And I'm wondering if it might have been right."

"About what?"

"Me." Buffy confessed looking tentatively back at Faith. "About what it saw in me." Unshed tears stung at the corners of Buffy's eyes. "About me feeling so possessive of you. Because I do…." Shame colored Buffy's tone as she looked away again. "I need you that much…"

The rogue slayer was no stranger to manipulation or the guilt that followed it. The demon had tried to instill a seed of self doubt as a lasting torment for its executioner. And since Buffy actually did feel remorse for her behavior at the club, the maneuver was successful. Faith put her hand under Buffy's chin and turned her back. She brushed aside the hair that had fallen across the blonde's face. Her gaze caught and held the worried look in Buffy's eyes.

"Listen to me." Faith instructed, her hands moving down to grip Buffy's shoulders. "That thing knew nothing about us. It knew nothing about who we are and how we live. It was a just a ploy, B. Just a last ditch effort to fuck with your head."

"And besides, if it was right, baby," Faith confessed. "then it was right about both of us." Buffy's expression showed her doubt.

"You are my possession." Faith declared. "I own your heart and soul, your mind and your body, B." Buffy looked confused. "And do you know why?" The blonde shook her head slightly. "Because you gave all that to me." Faith confided, dropping her voice to an intimate level. "When you became my everything, B, you became my most valuable possession." A small smile danced across Faith's lips. "And I became yours."

Buff could almost physically feel the heaviness she'd been carrying lift from her heart. Yes, the demon may have picked up on her intense jealousy when Faith had serviced Diana. But their possessiveness of each other went way beyond any sexual fetish or lifestyle. They truly belonged to each other. They were the light and dark halves of the same moon. They were made for each other. They were meant for each other. And that was something only the two slayers could possibly understand.

The blonde slayer leaned down and tasted her lover's soft lips again. Faith responded with equal care. She slipped her fingers through Buffy's hair, caressing the back of her neck. Her other hand gently traced up and down Buffy's spine.

Buffy interrupted the sensuous connection to lean over Faith's ear. She lightly nibbled at the lobe where Faith's submissive ear cuff had been.

"I want to make love to you." Buffy murmured. "I need to touch you my way."

Faith shuddered involuntarily at the whispered declaration. "B." She sighed as her lover began her erotic exploration. Faith knew exactly what Buffy meant when she said she wanted to touch Faith "her way". Often they made love Faith's way. Fast and furious. Like it'd had been months since they'd last touched instead of hours. Buffy loved the force of nature that was Faith's sex drive. She would get swept away by it, experiencing incredible orgasms that she'd never suspected she could give or receive. But then sometimes Buffy would take control and they would build the passion slowly. And it would start out soft and sweet. When Buffy took control of her like that, it drove Faith crazy. Her heart was already beginning to pound as the thought of what Buffy was capable of played out in her mind. Her lover's touch was gentler than anyone Faith had ever known. She knew that Buffy would cover her neck and chest with feather-like kisses. She knew that her nipples would tighten long before Buffy's lips and tongue ever started the subtle stimulation of her breasts that would make her mind go blank with pleasure. Faith knew that those inquisitive fingers would travel all over her in intriguing patterns designed to heighten the tingling she already felt at the connection of their slayer bodies. And all the while Buffy would talk to her. Faith had never spent much time chatting in bed. But she found that Buffy's tender expressions pierced her heart. It was the kind of torture that she eagerly welcomed.

But then somewhere during the loving worship of her body, Faith also knew that Buffy's seduction would change. Her recitation would slip into the realm of sexy and risqué and Faith's body would react accordingly. Slowly the blonde's touch would become more insistent, showing her strength. Her fingers would find Faith's intimate weaknesses. She would play with and tease the rogue slayer until Faith was desperate for satisfaction. Buffy would know exactly how far she could take Faith before her hands and tongue would release the kind of power that Faith needed and only Buffy could provide. Concentrating on their slayer connection, Buffy would drive Faith to the brink of rapture, with intense wattage charging between their bodies. Faith's excitement would reach a heated crescendo and then her orgasms would blow like overloaded fuses. Sparking and crackling like a live wire, her climaxes would run wild and untamed.

But no matter how high Faith soared or how intense her sexual release, Buffy would always be there for her. She would be waiting to catch her exhilarated lover when Faith finally needed to be grounded again. Buffy would soothe and calm, protect and contain her. Every time Buffy made love to her like that, Faith believed in heaven.

All these things raced through Faith's thoughts as Buffy began to love her. She had wondered at the beginning of their relationship if she could really be as monogamous as she knew Buffy could be. She'd had so many meaningless partners and one night stands. And Faith hadn't known if she was truly capable of anything more. But that question had been answered the first night that she and Buffy spent together. After that amazing experience, Faith couldn't imagine ever wanting anyone else. In truth, she had never wanted anyone else.

Nuzzling the formerly imprisoned lobe, Buffy let her soft breath caress Faith's ear. "It might have been the French braid." She conceded. "It was so sexy. But I wanted to run my fingers into it, untangling it. Cuz I love your hair when it's down and I can smell that spicy shampoo you always use."

Faith let out a small groan as Buffy moved down to her neck. She stopped for a moment sucking on Faith's pulse point. "Or maybe it was your leathers, or the lack of leathers, that was equally.... stimulating." The blonde seductress continued. "All that silky skin exposed, these beautiful breasts..." Buffy moved down to the breasts in question, placing intimate kisses over the pliant flesh and tawny colored nipples. "Made me want to feel your skin in my hands. And your naked crotch..." Buffy's fingers danced down Faith's stomach until she was cupping the smooth, heated mound. "That may have been the most mesmerizing." Buffy brushed her middle finger across Faith's clit. "If I could have pushed you up against the front door of the club and slipped my fingers inside you…." Buffy paused, sliding her hand down to do just that. "We would have never made it into Possession at all." She pulled her fingers out of Faith and then dove deeply back in. "I could have fucked you right there and never cared about anything else."

"And I can't believe I watched you go down on another woman." Buffy reached over and nipped at Faith's shoulder. "I wanted to hurt her." She stated, sweetly kissing the mark she'd made. "But then I wanted to be her." She moved her body down Faith's torso, leaving small kisses in her wake. "I knew what she'd be feeling. I knew when your tongue started to explore her folds…. And I could tell when you used the tip of your tongue to flick over her clit, making her even hotter." Faith's hips bucked slightly as Buffy spread her legs. Then the blonde turned her back on Faith while straddling her abdomen. "And it was really obvious when you switched to using the flat of your tongue to sweep over her whole slit." Buffy stared down at her fingers disappearing inside Faith. "I could almost feel you massaging her clit, stimulating it, giving it no choice but to come alive with pleasure." Buffy's monologue was now playing out directly over Faith's sex. Her fingers continued their slow penetration and the dark slayer moved in rhythm with the pace Buffy set. "I wanted to feel your fingers slip inside my wet pussy, not hers." Buffy fingers picked up the pace as she leaned down and kissed Faith's clit around her dissertation. "I wanted so badly for you to be fucking me."

"I wanted to be fucking you…" Faith struggled to say as she was losing herself to Buffy's touch.

"I know, baby." Buffy answered as she rose back up and moved her hips further up Faith's stomach. Her fingers spread the folds around Faith's clit. The nude skin was slick and smooth. Buffy braced her legs over her lover and started brushing her fingers across Faith's eager node. The movement was in direct contrast to the direction her fingers were pumping inside Faith. Buffy knew that the opposing pull of her hands would intensify the exhilaration her lover was already feeling. As she picked up the pace of her hands, she also lifted her hips just enough so that Faith could see how turned on she was. It was a subtle maneuver. But she knew that Faith couldn't resist the opportunity to touch her.

As Faith started to moan and thrust against her, Buffy felt two fingers furtively slip up inside her. "Fuck, B……" was the reaction as Buffy's inner walls closed around the invading digits. The expected orgasm came quickly for Faith. The stimulated slayer unconsciously fucked Buffy as she climaxed. When Buffy leaned down and replaced her fingers with her tongue, Faith's clit reacted again. It was difficult not to forget what she was doing and just respond to Faith's fingers as they pounded the front walls of her pussy searching for her G-spot. But making her lover come several times was equally as thrilling to Buffy. She held onto her concentration long enough to be sure her lover was completely sated.

As Faith relaxed, she released her hold on her clever lover. Buffy dismounted and slowly pulled her fingers away from Faith. The brunette's eyes were still closed as she tried to catch her breath and gather her wits. When she finally opened her eyes, she found Buffy lying by her side, smiling down at her. The blonde drew her fingers over Faith's jaw line, stopping at her dimpled chin.

"Welcome back…."

Faith looked up into warm hazel eyes. "Damn, B. The things you do to me…"

"Are things I love doing to you." The blonde leaned down and kissed her brave, fiery lover. "I can never get enough…"

"Don't want you to…" Faith cut her off.  The suddenly recovered brunette rose quickly and rolled Buffy onto her back. She stared intently into Buffy's eyes. "ever…. feel like you've had enough of me…"

Buffy smiled up at her lover. ‘Won't happen, baby." She pulled Faith down and made her obsession quite clear in her kiss. "Faith…" Pushing up slightly, Buffy whispered against Faith's lips. "Make love to me."

Faith turned her lover over onto her stomach. She brushed her hands over Buffy's deceptively delicate back. Faith's breasts, then her lips followed the exploration. Buffy sighed in contentment at the relaxing attention. If she was aware that Faith was about to focus the talents of her tongue further down Buffy's hips, she didn't show it. She laid still and calm, totally submitting to whatever Faith had in mind.

The sexy slayer carefully parted Buffy's legs and placed herself between them. She caressed the firm mounds, warming them with her hands as they yielded to her touch. Then Faith gently spread Buffy's cheeks, exposing the private crevice. The lick of her tongue across the tight anal opening elicited an instant reaction.

"Faith?"

"Yeah, baby?" Faith answered as she swept her tongue over the sensitive area again. "You got somethin' you wanna say?"

But Buffy had suddenly become speechless as her lover continued the sensuous rimming. This was something neither of them did very often. The extremely private interaction being something Buffy had done only with Faith. Buffy wanted so badly to open herself up to anything her lover wanted to do to her.

Faith reached under Buffy's hips and began to rub the folds and crevices around her clit. She worked her tongue and her fingers in the same rhythm. Not quite giving Buffy what she needed to climax, but encouraging her desires and making her extremely wet. Buffy tried to manipulate Faith's movements for more contact. But Faith eluded her while she played. When Faith finally slipped her fingers over Buffy's clit, she heard a soft, "oh god" signifying Buffy's gratitude and readiness. Faith stroked both areas of Buffy's body until she had elicited a delicately delicious orgasm from her.

Turning her onto her back, Faith once again knelt between Buffy's legs. She leaned down and kissed her way up Buffy's torso and over her breasts. Holding herself up on one hand, she hovered over Buffy's body, licking and sucking Buffy's nipple. Her other hand pulled gently at the other breast, rolling its nipple between her fingers. The blonde pushed up against Faith. She needed more. The pressure from Faith's stimulation was demanding major satisfaction. Her readiness dripped down soaking her crevice and her thighs.

Faith moved to kiss and nuzzle Buffy's chest, her shoulders, the sides of her breasts, her ribs, her stomach. She nipped at her hips, dipped her tongue into her navel. Buffy closed her eyes as the onslaught of sensations began to overload her with desire. She longed for Faith to fill her inside again.

Buffy sighed in relief as Faith descended down between her legs again. Faith's tongue was so strong, yet so soft. It swept over the blonde's eager nub again and again, giving her the pleasure she craved. Fingers filled her and the incessant tonguing against her clit pushed her to her limit. This time she came hard against Faith's mouth. As the explosive joy left her, Buffy could feel Faith gently lick her back to reality. She loved it when Faith brought her back down in slow measures. She again relaxed into a dreamy state.

At first, Buffy was so sated she didn't feel Faith sifting slightly off of her. When she finally did look up at her lover, she noticed the familiar harness around Faith's hips. And Faith was attaching the equally familiar ridged dildo to her crotch.

"Where did you get that?" Buffy asked, her eyes widening in surprise.

"Kept it from the "accoutrements bar." Faith grinned down at Buffy. "You bought it after all."

"But how did you get it…" Buffy suddenly stopped. "Wait, I don't even wanna know…"

Even if Buffy had wanted to object, she wouldn't have. She somehow felt that turnabout was fair after what she'd done to Faith at the club. Buffy knew that she hadn't hurt her lover. On the contrary, Faith has gotten off extremely hard with the sex toy. But she still somehow felt guilty. If this was what Faith wanted to do, then she was more than willing. Which if she'd given it any thought, she was always eager to do anything Faith wanted even before their visit to Possession.

"Just relax, B." Faith leaned back over her and kissed her. "I'll make it good for you. I promise." Faith rubbed the head of the dildo through Buffy's well lubricated folds. She held poised at her lover's sexy entrance and used her fingers to caress Buffy's clit.

Buffy became so distracted by the stroking fingers over her clit that she hardly felt the ridged dildo that she'd used on Faith until it slid easily into her wetness. As Faith's hips settled between her thighs, she gasped quietly as she felt the shaft fill her slowly. When she was completely penetrated, the clitoral stimulator replaced Faith fingers and rubbed her clit in a subtle rhythm to Faith's movements. "I won't hurt you, baby." Buffy closed her eyes as Faith kissed her lips, her jaw, her neck, her ears. She thrust into her lover at patient pace, allowing Buffy to get used to the pull of the toy.

"Look at me."

Buffy opened her eyes and stared into the loving expression on Faith's face. "Remember, it never means anything to me unless I'm with you."

The honesty of that phrase, released Buffy's guilt about her actions at the club. "Please, baby." She whispered. "Make me feel it. How I made you feel. Take me there."

Faith's expertise surprised Buffy. Though it shouldn't have. She was much more familiar with the sexuality at the club then Buffy had realized. There was much about Faith's past sexual encounters that she'd never asked about. They were definitely going to have to have a little sex talk later.

"Oh god, Faith." Buffy said as the pleasure started to build. "I'm so close."

"I know." Faith replied as she slowed her hips down a bit.

"C'mon, baby. Make me come. Please." Buffy's climax was so close, yet so far away. "I need to come for you."

"I know, baby. Not yet."

Buffy's eyes focused on her lover's smiling face. Her orgasm was totally at the mercy of the movements of Faith's hips. Whether she came or not was completely under Faith's control. She wrapped her legs around Faith's back and tried to move her hips faster against Faith's harness. But the skilled slayer just lifted slightly out of her reach.

"This is payback for me not letting you come at the club, isn't it?"

"Oh yeah….."

"Oh god, Faith. Can't you punish me later?" Buffy pleaded. "I need you so bad."

"Sorry, baby. Payback's a bitch."

"Oh you are so gonna pay for this." Buffy managed to threatened, while still trying to force Faith to fuck her faster.

"Countin' on it, blondie." Faith responded, as she suddenly pushed deep inside her lover. She plunged in again and again with speed and strength until she could feel her lover climb to dizzying orgasmic heights.

"Oh god, Faith!" Buffy screamed. "That's it! Fuck me, baby… please…." She was so close and it felt so good. "More, Faith…..faster, baby…. please….. so deep…. oh god…only for you, Faith….. only you….."

Much later, an exhausted Buffy lay on her side spooned by Faith's body and firmly cuddled in her arms. Slipping toward sleep, she moved her hips subtly in Faith's lap. "I miss your bush." She murmured. "It was so soft and warm. And it tickled."

Faith laughed quietly as she nuzzled Buffy's neck. "Don't worry, baby." Faith reassured her. "It'll be back to its former glory in a few months."

When Buffy awoke the next morning at the barest hint of dawn, she reached across the bed and found that she was alone. She opened her eyes searching for Faith. She found her lover standing at the window. She was mostly turned toward the lowest light possible before the sun has any intention of rising. Like the night before, the strong set of her shoulders, the dip at her waist, the curve of her hip and the definition of the muscles in her legs were achingly familiar to Buffy. Yet they were as impressive as if she was seeing them for the first time. She always felt like that when she really looked at Faith. Always slightly stunned. She lay there on the bed falling in love with the view as she had been doing literally for years.

"I can feel you, you horny little slayer." Faith teased without taking her eyes off the horizon.

"Ya gotta love that slayer connection..." Her response was almost automatic. She was still reeling from Faith's absolute beauty.

Faith turned her head at the reply. The look on Buffy's face was distant. She was staring, which Faith liked, but her mind was elsewhere.

"Whatcha thinkin'?"

Buffy sighed. "I was just wondering if there will ever be a time when you don't take my breath away."

Faith smiled at her with the kind of tenderness that Buffy knew no one else ever got to see. The side of Faith that was hers… and hers alone.

"I hope not."

The blonde slayer got up from their bed and came to stand behind Faith. She wrapped her arms around the toned waist, feeling Faith's warmth permeate her body. The dark slayer slid her hands over Buffy's arms, securing her lover tightly against her.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

Buffy's eyes were closed and her cheek was resting against Faith's shoulder blade. "I thought I'd already covered that..."

Faith nudged back against her.

"No." She said. "The sunrise." She rubbed Buffy's forearms. "It's the only time I ever feel sorry for the creatures of the night. They never get to see a single dawn."

Buffy opened her eyes and looked out at the sky that was slowly changing hues as the sun was starting to make an appearance. She had never given the start of any day much thought. To her, it had always been the time when the evil she fought during the night went away. To her, it just signified a time to rest. But when Faith asked her to see things through her eyes, Buffy always came away slightly changed.

"It is beautiful."

"I always liked dawn better than twilight." Faith said. "Everything gets brighter at sunrise. But at sunset, everything will only get darker." Buffy turned and kissed Faith's shoulder. "Just think, B, every dawn is another chance to do everything right in your life, instead of somethin' wrong." There was amazement in the rogue slayer's voice. "Every morning is another chance to be the kind of person you know you're supposed to be." 

"When did you become so philosophical?"

Buffy could feel Faith chuckle within her embrace. "It's just the facts, Ma'am."

"Like yesterday, B." Faith continued. "We did good work. Even though it was hard. We stopped really bad things from happening to innocent people."

"I know." Buffy acknowledged. "But if it's all the same to you, I'd like to keep our sex life privately behind closed doors from now on."

"Now ain't that a shame." Faith mused as she turned and wrapped her arms around Buffy's back. "Guess I'll just have to cancel that little tryst I had planned on that private beach on Kauai."

"What?! We're going to Hawaii?" Buffy exclaimed. "Wait! Can I reconsider the whole "behind closed doors" thingy? Please, Faith? Can I?"

"Well… why don't I show you what I had in mind and then you can decide if you want to reconsider." Faith proposed as she started to back Buffy toward their bed.

"Oh god, Faith." Buffy lamented. "If you show me what you had in mind, I won't be able to think at all….."

"Exactly…."

"You almost ready, baby?" Buffy called to Faith from the penthouse living room. Besides the generous payment the slayers had received for destroying the demon owner of Possession, Angel had thrown in a first class luxury vacation in Hawaii. "The limo's here to take us to the airport."

"Hold onto your bikini, B. I'll be right there."

Buffy smiled to herself. Once she and Faith were in Hawaii, there was little hope that either one of them would be able to hold onto their bikinis.

A slight knock on the door to their room and the announcement of "maid service" interrupted Buffy's thoughts. "Come in." She answered.

When Buffy looked up from zipping up their bags, she was shocked to see Diana standing there in a maid's uniform. She was looking equally stunned.

"It's you." She finally said.

"Yup, it's me." Buffy answered.

Before either woman could say more, a sexy voice sounded from the bedroom suite.

"Well now, isn't this a surprise." Faith announced. "Can't say I ever expected to see you again." She came up to Buffy, kissed her and then stood behind her with her arms wrapped around her lover's chest.

Diana's eyes grew wide. "So you two are really together?"

"Oh yeah." Faith guaranteed. "Very together."

"How about you and your "slave"?" Buffy inquired.

"Nah. I just met her on the net." Diana replied. "We got together at the club a few times." Watching Faith release Buffy and pick up her bags, she added. "They closed the club, ya know."

"Yeah, we know." Buffy stated as she picked up her own bags.

"Rumor has it that the owner was killing masters and mistresses and keeping their slaves."

"Yeah, we know." Faith confirmed.
 
"You some kind of undercover cops or somethin'?"
 
"Or somethin'." Buffy answered as they headed toward the door.

"You comin' back this way any time soon?" Diana directed the inquiry to both women, though she was clearly looking at Faith.

But it was Buffy who answered. "I wouldn't bet your dildo on it."

Fini