Chapter 26

Buffy's POV

Is there ever a time when I just won't be tired anymore? It's a question I ask myself a lot. I love Annie – more than anything. And I love Faith, but sometimes… sometimes I just want to lie down and close my eyes and sleep.

I know that there was a time before the slaying. I remember it vaguely now. The most difficult fucking decision I had to make pertained to my attire for the day. But that seems like it was someone else's life. Someone else's childhood. And no matter how much I try to run from this life – the life of a Slayer – I just keep getting sucked back into the supernatural vacuum.

Faith laid her head on the pillow, "I feel sick."

I nodded back to her, "me too."

She shook her head, "No I mean sick in that way I felt before."

"Before what?"

"Before you and I were together. When I was alone."

I don't like to think of Faith alone. I know how it was for her. She thinks I don't. That I was too stupid and self-absorbed. But I wasn't stupid. Self-absorbed, totally. But never stupid.

"Things are different now," I tried.

She nodded, "Yeah, but now there is something to take away. I have never really had that until I met you. Collateral for the bad guys. And now Annie. I just didn't want to… I wanted to pretend that it would never happen. That we could, for once, just fucking be normal."

"But we're not normal, Faith. We've never been normal. Or… it's been a while anyway."

She turned to me, "B. I love you. You are where my world ends and begins. You are the first thought I have in the morning and the last one I have at night. But Annie…" she put her hands over eyes, "Annie is a part of me. The thought of anything happening to her – it's too much to bear. I don't know how we are going to do this? How can we fight when we have so much to lose?"

I knew how she felt. "I don't know Faith."

I put my head on her chest and wrapped my arms around her. She kissed me on top of the head and pulled me to her.

"If something happens, I want you to leave. If you and Ann have to run… run. I can stave this thing off as long as possible."

I shook my head. I didn't expect her to offer any less. "Not going to happen Faith and you know it." I looked up at her, "You are so stuck with me."

She bent down and kissed me. There was so much in that kiss. Heat and Fear. She pulled me to her, on top of her. I fit so neatly there. Like I was made to be there. I wanted her so much at that moment. I wanted so much.

"Buffy, can I talk to you for a moment?"

Riley. Shit.

Faith's POV

Okay seriously. I've been trying really hard not to kill him. I have. But… the time has come to take this shit out on somebody. And there was somebody just knocking away on the door.

I hopped up.

"Faith, don't," B said.

"Fuck don't. I'm sick of him."

I threw open the door. "What?"

He looked inside. "I'm sorry was I interrupting something?"

Yes motherfucker. You are interrupting me and my girl.

"Of course not," B said.

I spun around and looked her. She gave me that little shoulder shrug as if to say, what can I do?

Tell him to leave, for one. He doesn't have any more information. Shit, he just beat Giles by like thirty minutes in the info department.

I turned to him, "Got some new info or are you just trying to interrupt my good time."

He chucked. Damn I hate this dude.

"I just wanted to see how Buffy was," he said, coming into the room.

And who invited you in, asswipe?

B smiled at him. She does this flirty thing that is so annoying. I know it's just a thing she does, but still, when those eyelashes are not batted at me – well, it makes me sort of pissy.

"I'm okay." She patted the bed next to her. Are you fucking kidding me? She's asking this douche bag to sit down? Well, will wonders never cease?

I stared him down. Guess what I did to B on that bed just last night, fuckwad? Okay, I really couldn't say that to him, especially if I ever wanted to do that again.

I looked at both of them, "I'm going out."

Buffy stood up, "Where to Faith? You can't just leave the hotel."

"I'm not leaving the damn hotel. I just don't want to sit in here with you and Corn fed," I smiled at the motherfucker. "No offense."

He smiled back, "None taken, Faith. Go ahead. B will be fine." He called her B. And he was smirking at me. Jesus, does she not see that? Fuck this.

"Fine," I said, slamming the door.

I don't know why I am so jealous. I should be worried about Annie. And I am, really, but…fuck him. I don't think B understands just how much I can't stand him. There is something about him. Something I don't trust. And I can't shake the feeling it gives me.

I was probably making a shit load of noise storming down the stairs, but I didn't care.

Cordy opened her door. Fuck. "Faith – for the love of Pete, what the hell is your malfunction? You sound like a herd of… hell I don't know, some large hairy animal that is loud."

"I hate that motherfucker."

She cocked an eyebrow, "Well, sorry, but considering your very sparse vocabulary when it comes to people in general I am not quite sure who the motherfucker of the moment is."

"Riley."

She nodded. "Yes. I can see. But jealous lesbo slayer is going to have to take a backseat to ass kicking mom slayer. Don't you think?"

"Yes. But he just… fuck. I don't even know why I hate him so much."

She looked at me like I was an idiot. I get that a lot from her. "Well there is a big fat duh. I swear to god you people have absolutely no common sense. Where two plus two is four to most people, you come up with cow or rocket ship or something else totally off the wall for your answer."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You are jealous of Riley because he had lots of hot boy/girl sex with Buffy." She spoke to me like I was a child.

"I know that, but it's something else."

"Umm hello? Is that not enough? I mean they were like a serious couple. With the serious lovin thing going on. It used to kill Angel. She was hooked on that G.I. Joe for a long while. Broke her heart when he got married I heard."

"Well thank you Cordelia. I feel just terrific now."

She smiled, "just here to help. Now get over yourself and this bullshit. Buffy loves you. That's obvious by the insane amount of ‘oh Faith…oh…I love you Faith…oh right there Faith.' It's really actually kinda gross. But Jesus Christ it is verbal. Damn I even hear your name in my sleep."

I smiled.

"Oh I hear hers too. It's not like you don't scream like a girly girl, ‘Beeeeeeeeeeeee!!!'"

"I so don't sound like that."

"Yes you do. Like a freaking kid getting to see Disneyland for the first time. Except with you two the rides go on forever. I would just like to dream about my own sex life for once instead of the slayer porno antics."

"You dream about us?"

"Oh whatever Faith. If I wanted you to, you would be screaming C all night long instead. I have that sort of power."

This chick – well she's got balls. No one can argue that.

I needed to expend some energy, so I went down to the basement – quietly this time – and decided to take it out on the punching bag. It was either that or Riley's fucking face. And I figured I'd be kicked out the bed for a while if I went that route.

Buffy's POV

I don't understand why Faith is so damn jealous of Riley. I mean, come on, he has like a penis and stuff. Eww. Been there and so did not want to go back. I get that she is stressed and totally worried about Annie, but she just takes all this crap out in weird ways. Like it's Riley's fault something evil is coming.

I heard her open the door. "You alone now?"

Good god. What a drama queen. "Yes Faith. The corn fed monster has left the bedroom."

"Whatever B, I am going to sleep."

She started to take her clothes off. All of them. I stopped her. "What if we need to get up in the middle of the night? And you are all naked." I know she sleeps naked, but come on… we have to be on semi-alert here.

She looked at me like I was retarded. "I can fight naked."

Jesus, Mary and Joseph. "I know that Faith, but it may be a little distracting to the rest of us."

"Don't care," she said, shrugging her shoulders and climbing into bed.

Oh my god – I want to hit her. She was being so damn stupid. Okay Buff, calm down.

"Faith please stop acting like a maladjusted child. We have way bigger problems to deal with here."

She turned on her side, back to me. "I know that B, but there ain't no use in talking about them tonight. I'm stupid tired. And well, the whole thing makes me feel like shit, to be perfectly honest."

I got in bed and scooted up behind her and wrapped my arm around her. "I know. Me too."

She didn't say anything for a few moments.

I scooted closer to her and laid my head against her back. I could feel her breathing.

"Trying to cop a feel?" She asked.

Maybe. "No."

She turned on her back and looked down at me. "Hell yeah you were." So I was. "Look at me B," I looked away, "You so were."

I shrugged, "So?"

"So? I am super hot, that's so. You know you can't resist this," she said, giving me that ‘I wanna fuck you' leer she has so perfected.

The next thing I know, she is slipping her new toy on and I'm lying here naked. We had totally forgot about it, until I got up to brush my teeth and saw it sitting in the bathroom.

I walked out with the bag. What the fuck, you know?

I winked at her. There was one way to get her mind off all of this.

"Hey Faithy, wanna play," I said, walking out of the bathroom. I threw the bag at her.

She put it on and I laughed. I couldn't help myself. It's funny looking. Plus this one is a weird sort of green color. And I don't know if that is just fucked up or not.

She screwed up her face and looked at me, "What's so funny?"

"It's green."

She quirked an eyebrow at me, "So? You are not going to be able to see it in a minute." She smirked a little. "Cause it's gonna be buried deep in your cunt."

Oh, foul mouth! She has such a dirty mind. I love it.

I lay back on the bed and looked at her. "You think so, do you?"

She came over and crawled on top of me. Her hair was hanging around her face. "Nope. I know so." She settled down between my legs.

I was already wet. I don't know how she does that to me. She hovered over me, with that look – the one she gets right before she… and fuck, she pushed inside me so fast, I didn't know she was even gonna do it.

"Fuck Faith."

She pumped her hips once. Keeping her elbows on the bed, she held herself over me, just the tip inside. She looked down at me. "What ya want B?"

I tried to grab her hips and pull her to me. She grabbed my hands and held them down. "Nope, twinkie," she winked, "you have to tell me what you want."

I moaned, "Please Faith."

She smiled a little at me. Perfectly fucking still. She was just hovering. "Please what B?"

"Please. Deeper. Please."

She shook her head, "Tell me what you want." She bent down and kissed my neck. "What do you want me to do?"

I raised up and tried to kiss her but she backed off. Fuck. Ok. "I want you to fuck me Faith. Make me come. I want to look into your eyes when you shove that cock into me. I want to feel you groan above me."

"Fuck B." She shoved inside me so fast, I lifted off the bed. She was watching me, her eyes glossed over.

She fucked me slow. Pulling it all the way out… and then pushing it in so deep, I could feel her everywhere.

She pushed her arms underneath my shoulders and wrapped them around. Perfect leverage now. We were so close. She was lying full on top of me. Even our foreheads were touching.

And she was being awfully still. Keeping the cock inside of me. There was just this small motion with her hips. She never pulled out. But somehow she managed to go deeper. It was maddening. It was nothing she had ever done before.

I could hear how wet my pussy was. How wet hers was. There was so much sweat between us that our bodies would make a slapping sound every time she moved.

I pulled her even closer to me. Wrapped my legs around her waist. "Don't pull out of me. Please. Just keep it deep inside."

She kissed me. "I'm not going anywhere."

She was pumping a little harder now. I felt so full. I felt like she touching me in places she'd rarely touched – liquefying all of my insides.

I scratched her back. "Fuck Faith. I want it deeper."

She pulled out a little then. And then…slam! I couldn't fucking take it. It was too much. Her holding onto me, everywhere, sliding against me, filling me, fucking me.

She rose up a little, "I love you," she said.

And then she held me tighter, putting her head on my shoulder. She used her leverage to shove it in one last time. And then she bit my collarbone.

And that was all she wrote.

"Fuck Faith, I'm coming," I could barely even whisper.

She bit me again. Harder. With my skin still in her mouth, she mumbled, "come for me B. Come all over my cock."

I felt the tremors start and I let go. She never stopped biting my neck. I think I may have screamed in her ear, but I couldn't help it. It felt so good.

"Oh god. Oh god! Fuck Faith." I screamed one last time, when I felt that wet heat spread to my pussy.

I came harder than I had in a long time.

She rose up and kissed me. "You're beautiful," she said.

She started to pull out. I stopped her. "No don't. Stay inside of me. Please."

She snuggled my nose, "Whatever you say, B," she said, lying down on top of me.

Tomorrow I had the weight of the world on me. Tonight I just wanted the weight of my fucking hot girlfriend.