PART 17
My mouth hurts from laughing. But she was right. The water doesn’t seem that cold now. We’ve been tickling, drowning each other, swimming, playing for probably half an hour now and it’s really fun.
“Buffy, let’s go to the rock. I think there’s an entrance but I never got to try it. I think it’s under water.”
“What do you mean? How do you know there’s an entrance if it’s under the water?”
“I went under and I think I saw something. If we can get in maybe we can see the cascade cause otherwise we have to walk around that hill up there and we don’t have time for this today."
That rock seemed smaller from the ground. No I’m not chickening but...
“Yes but, that could be dangerous.”
“How?”
“What if there’s no exit on the other side?”
“I know there is one.”
“We can’t take the risk Faith.”
“Yes we can.”
“No we can’t. If you get stuck under the water.”
“Then you’ll get me out, that’s why we need to be two.”
“No, Faith.”
“You won’t get me out?”
She takes her fake pouting tone.
“That’s not funny, Faith, you know that’s not what I meant.”
“Cool. See you on the next side.”
“Faith! Faith no!” Dammit she’s in the water. God dammit fuck! “Faith!”
I gotta find her.
I can’t open my eyes very well under water. Where’s that fucking entrance, there, yes I see some light. God let’s hope she was right. Please, please, please. Where’s the exit, yes, yes here!
Ah finally, air. “Faith?!” I can’t see anything. My eyes are blurry.
She’s fine though; I know cause I can hear her laugh at me.
“That wasn’t funny.”
Hey I’m able to touch the bottom. Good.
“Open your eyes B.”
Like I’m not trying maybe?
Oh. My. God. The cascade’s just here, it’s not too big but it’s really pretty. We’re like, in a cavity or something, there’s just a little sun coming right where we are, on the left we can walk to the cascade.
“So now, tell me it wasn’t worth it?”
“Yes. No. I mean yes but… You could have gotten hurt.” God I wouldn’t be able to stand that.
“I’m fine, we’re fine. See?”
I love her smile.
“Actually Buffy, I’m not that fine in fact.”
“What? What’s wrong?”
She’s moving backwards.
“I’m getting a little cold now. Can you… help me?”
She makes my heart melt. And my senses explode. I’m already so turned on by our games in the water. No need to ask me twice.
I can’t believe how greedy I am for her. I’m devouring her mouth. I just wanna make her moan, yes like that. Pressing my thigh against her crotch. I feel her, she’s rubbing herself on me. God I love it so much when she wants it. When she asks for it like that.
If cupping her breasts was an official job, God knows I’d be employee of the year!
Yes, she moans, more and more.
“I wanna feel you, Buffy. Inside.”
I know. I SO know whatever she wants, exactly how she wants it. I know what she prefers and when. And I know she wants it. Yes my finger… She wants more I know but I wanna make her wait. I love the way her mouth opens with each new finger I add… Let’s start with the first.
“Yes. Mmmm Buffy.”
I love doing that. Going in and out of her slowly, deeply. Feeling her breath stopping and then feeling her exhale on my face. God I need to kiss her.
She’s moving her hips a little faster already. I know I know Faith, don’t worry.
“Yes.” She exhales at my second finger inside. I love that sensation. I must say the water makes it a little weird. I thought she wasn’t wet at first, the impression was really different but now, I think it adds to the excitement, listening to the sound of the water created by the movement of my arm.
It’s like she’s trying to grab my waist with her thigh, trying to pull me closer. She’s kissing my neck and moving her pelvis as strongly as she can against my hand. There baby,
“God yes.”
I know this is what she wanted, me holding her. She just wrapped her legs around my waist and my fingers are sliding so deep inside of her. She’s breathing so loud. God it’s ecstatic!
I love to feel her insides, curl my fingers and make her groan like that. She matches the movement with her hips. And that sound again. Her back slamming against the rock, chasing the water. I hope she won’t get bruised, she doesn’t seem to mind so I guess it’s ok.
She’s close I can feel it. She’s moving so hard into me, or, well, I guess I’m thrusting kinda hard too. Yes,
“God!”
A third finger, oh my God she’s tearing the skin on my back apart and I love it. I’m fucked up. She’s shaking, yes, I love when she comes. When she exhales like that. Yes, I love holding her as she becomes all limp in my arm, breathing loud. I need to kiss her now.
And again…
And again…
“I can’t breathe Buffy.”
“I know… but I can’t help it.”
She slightly laughed into my mouth. Wow, she found a way to breathe after all because she’s the one kissing me hard now.
Ok, maybe we should pull away before suffocating. She smiles that sensual smile of hers. Oh she has an idea there I recognize that grin. I like that so far, oo yes, sucking on my breasts, oh God yes. My nipples are so hard already; I swear it’s hurting so much they are. God that tongue of hers. I wish she hadn’t stopped but I’m not gonna complain cause I think she really HAS something in mind. She drags me further, closer to the cascade, we only have water to our ankle now.
“There, it’s pretty flat, lied down hon.”
Ooh yes I think I’m gonna like that. Did she call me hon? Feels weird but… I’m too turned on to think straight.
She’s on top of me, on her knees now and sucking on my breasts again. I know what she’s gonna do and just the thought of it could make me come. She only did it twice to me since the first time in the car. I didn’t get the nerve to do it to her yet. I think I want to but I’m anxious about it and- oh… God yes, God this is so good. Where was I?
“Oh Faith!” God yes. Like I said ‘that tongue of hers’. She’s really gifted for that. She makes me feel like I’m dying of pleasure. It’s like I never think I’m gonna last long, that's how good it is, but she manages to make it, to make me, last long and it’s killing me in the most delicious way.
And I love caressing her head while she’s doing me like that, sucking so avidly. I feel like she possesses me completely. I’m all hers. Yes, God yes.
“Yes, oh, oh God. I’m coming, Faith, God!” Oh fuck.
My God, she was so right to take my hands cause I think she wouldn’t have hair anymore. She makes me come so hard every time. I can’t see anymore but I can feel her lying on top of me, yes, that tongue ravishing my body and my mouth. I can’t let go of her. I must have the largest smile EVER on my lips, the most contented at least, that’s for sure. I feel so light right now. Who invented sex? I get it that it drives some people crazy because damn! It can be so breath-taking.
Mmm she kisses me, she’s rubbing her body on mine and it feels… perfect. It shouldn’t be. My life has changed so much since I've met her but I never thought I could feel this way.
I love it when she gives me these light kisses on my neck and everywhere her mouth reaches and then, yes, she just lies her head down on my chest and we just rest like that, my hand caressing her face….
These are moments I adore.
We must have dozed off for a while. It feels like it. Oh my God?! What time is it?
“Faith? Faith?!”
“Huh, what? Oh God!” There she finally realizes.
“What time is it?!”
“That’s what I was wondering.”
“We need to get back!”
I know “I know.”
Ok, let’s swim back, she’s already under the water, let’s go!
She’s gonna fall if she doesn’t slow down.
“Faith, be careful!”
“Hurry Buffy!”
I can keep up with her only because I’m a slayer. Well, I could run faster but I really can’t show too much. But damn she’s running fast, oops, God I thought she was gonna fall. I know can’t tell her to stop. We’re never gonna make it on time though. She promised Sarah we would be there and she insisted that we would cause she wanted to please her Aunt. She really did. I know Faith has had some bad grades these days so I guess she wants to make up for it. I doubt we’ll be on time though. It’s already 6. We’ve been running down the hill for about 20 minutes and-
“God Faith!”
“My God, my God my God!! Are you alright!”
“Oi, my leg.”
“Let me see, let me see.” God she fell so badly.
“It doesn’t seem broken.”
“No, it’s ok, I think it’s just my ankle. God dammit, help me get up.”
“Faith, you need to rest, you can’t walk anymore.”
“Good, cause I don’t need to walk, I need to run.”
Now she needs to think a little.
“Faith, I’m sorry, I know you didn’t want to argue with Sarah or anything, but we’ll never make it for dinner. You have to understand that.”
“No YOU have to understand. She does everything she can to keep me here and I keep screwing up. The school called her cause we skipped some classes, and my grades are bad. She didn’t tell me anything yet but I know she knows. I promised her we would be there. So we need to be Buffy.”
God she looks so desperate. I think there’s more about it. Faith acts like it’s a matter of life and death, like maybe Sarah would bring her back to her mom if she was ‘bad’, but knowing Sarah I know she wouldn’t, but I think Faith is scared of that. God I wouldn’t want that to happen either.
“You need to help me run Buffy.”
“You can’t run Faith.”
“Please help me.”
“I will, don’t worry .” I never wanna hear that tone so sad in her voice, and see tears in the back of her eyes like that. I just hope... she won’t ask questions.
“What are-“
Thank you. It’s like she read my eyes. She’s in my arms as I just lifted her like she was a feather. Now it’s time to run.
“Let’s go.”
Her head is in the crook of my neck. I know she’s looking at me, I know she’s wondering, who wouldn’t? I’m carrying her and running like a runner down a steep hill, but she’s relaxed, she feels relaxed in my arms. I love giving her that feeling. I know every time I do something like this, something where my strength shows, she relaxes a lot, she feels secure I guess. I love providing her with that feeling. I just don’t know what I can tell her about it. I don’t wanna be what I am, so I don’t wanna tell her. Don’t wanna be what I am... What a weird sentence, and a weird, unpleasant feeling...
There we are. I can see the smoke of the chimney. I can slow down now. She doesn’t move; she just holds me tight. There, we can see the chalet now. I’m afraid of her reaction; I think it took us about 45 minutes to get back here from when I carried her. Maybe 50, not sure. I don’t dare look at her. Her breath is heavy on my neck, almost heavier than mine. I guess I should put her down on her feet now.
Carefully. I don’t want her to hurt more. She stares at me now. I don’t know what to say. What is she doing? She’s running her hands along my arms, lightly on my belly, she’s like ‘checking me out’, but not in a ‘sexual way’. I wish I could tell her but... She doesn’t seem to be asking. She seems... observing, no, I’d say, admiring. Admiring of what? My muscles that you can’t see, but she sure knows they’re there. She wonders, I know, but she doesn’t ask and I love her so much for that. God there I said it again. What’s wrong with me?
Oh. She just gave me the sweetest soft kiss.
“Thank you.”
Anything for you. I’m glad we made it. But let’s not let her wonder some more.
“Let’s help you inside, we need to bandage your ankle.”
She nods, she still had that ‘admiring gaze’. I feel somewhat awkward about it because I really don’t want her to know. I don’t. I hope she never asks.
