How Do You Want Me?
Part One
RATING: NC-17, of course – like we write anything else!
SPOILERS: Season 4, up to and including, “Who Are You”
SUMMARY: What if things had gone differently when Faith in Buffy’s body had gone to visit Riley in his room?
DISCLAIMER: We own nothing with the possible exception of our original story idea. The show Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all of it’s characters belong to Joss, Mutant Enemy, 20th Century Fox, et al.
DISTRIBUTION: Ask and it shall be given.
AUTHORS’ NOTE: For the purposes of this fic, when you see Faith’s name, we are really referring to Faith in Buffy’s body. Hope that isn’t too confusing!
Faith stood in the doorway of Riley’s room and twirled a lock of long, blonde hair with her fingers. She had actually been standing there for several minutes, quietly observing the long, tall, good looking drink of water seated behind a desk with his back to her. She had to give credit where credit was due – B sure knew how to pick men.
“Hi, baby,” she said, finally alerting Riley to her presence.
Riley turned around and a surprised, yet pleased expression lit up his face. He didn’t think he’d ever seen Buffy dressed quite so sexily. She was wearing a sleeveless, low cut, form-fitting black top and a pair of dark gray leather pants that seemed to hug every curve of her lower body. Her hair was curled and she was wearing a much darker lipstick than he’d ever seen on her before.
The overall affect was enough to make his cock stir within the confines of his jeans. It had been awhile since the two of them had been together, and then it had only been the one time after fighting the Polgara demon. Soon afterward, he’d been injured by Adam, and therefore hadn’t been up for making love.
The corners of Faith’s lips curled upward into a smile as she watched him. *Oh yeah, he wants me! Actually, I guess he wants B, but since it’s me currently occupying her body, I guess I’m the one who’ll come out on top!*
She entered the room. “You miss me?”
“I did, actually,” he replied. “Everything’s okay?” There was something different about her, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.
“Everything’s great,” she answered.
“What about Faith?” He had to admit that his curiosity had been greatly piqued about the other Slayer.
She straddled his lap and ran her hands up and down his arms, pausing to squeeze his muscular biceps.
“Faith has won a fabulous trip to England, and I got the consolation prize. Which is you.”
“So I don’t have to worry about Faith showing up? I have admit, I was kind of curious to meet her.”
Faith had always been quite adept at getting what she wanted, and right now she wanted to take the “clean Marine” for a spin. She began wriggling in his lap, pressing her heat against his evident arousal, and then leaning back to give him ample opportunity to peer down her blouse.
Riley felt himself grow instantly harder. “Or I was until about thirty seconds ago…”
She smiled, knowing that she was having the desired affect on him. “Oh, you wouldn’t have liked Faith. She’s not proper and joyless like a girl should be. She has a tendency to give in to her animal instincts.”
Leaning forward and pressing her breasts against his chest, she nipped at his lower lip.
He was beginning to thoroughly enjoy this little scenario, but he had enough presence of mind left to realize that the door to his room was wide open.
“The door’s open,” he replied.
“So?” She asked, continuing with her lap dance.
“So, my fantasies don’t tend to include a bunch of Marines looking in on me.”
“They might learn something,” she teasingly answered.
Riley gently grabbed hold of her upper arms and moved her off of his lap, setting her on her feet and rising to his own. The series of sudden movements caused him to wince and grab his left side.
“You’re hurt,” Faith replied.
He quickly crossed the room and shut his door. Her surprise over his injury didn’t even register with him. “I’m not that bad. I guess those drugs the professor was giving me really did make me stronger. I’m healing pretty quick.”
She smiled seductively. “Well, why don’t we take you for a test drive?”
Riley grinned back at her. “Wouldn’t say no.”
*Hot damn! This is what I’m talkin’ about!* She crawled onto his bed and posed there. “How do you want me?”
Riley was a bit shocked and confused. This certainly wasn’t the Buffy he knew. Something was amiss here. He took a seat on the edge of the bed.
“How do I…” he asked.
*Goddamn! Do I have to fill in the blanks for him?*
“What do you want to do with this body? What nasty little desire have you been itching to try out? Am I a bad girl? Do you want to hurt me?”
If it were possible, Riley felt his cock get even harder, and his eyes went round for a moment. Was this really happening? Should he pinch himself to see if he was dreaming? This certainly wasn’t the Buffy that he had taken to bed before. Whatever was happening here, he decided not to question it and just to play along, while thanking his lucky stars.
“I didn’t realize you were into games, young lady,” he replied.
“Oh, I’m willing to bet that there’s a lot you don’t know about me,” Faith countered. She sat up and straddled his lap once more, running her fingers through his hair. “So, come on, tell me… what do you want to do to me?” She ground herself against him for added incentive.
“I just have to ask one question… and please don’t think that by my asking it that it in any way means that I don’t want to play. Is this for real?”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaning in, brought her mouth to his and placed a teasing kiss on his lips. “Do I feel real?”
Nipping at his lower lip with her teeth, she asked, “Do I taste real?”
Trailing heated kisses along one side of his face, she brought her lips to his ear, and whispered, “Do I sound real?”
“Yes!” He huskily exclaimed.
“Then, come on,” she said. “Divulge a fantasy to me and we’ll see what we can do to make it reality.”
He instantly thought of his good friend, Graham, and some of the wild times they had had together. They were both into threesomes and had shared a girl more than once. She had always been some anonymous woman that they had picked up in a bar, though, or a couple of times they had paid for a good looking hooker to play with them. This would be the first time that the girl was someone they knew, much less a girlfriend to one of them.
Buffy was offering to play, though, and she seemed quite sincere. He decided to go for broke and lay his cards on the table. The worst that could happen would be that she would tell him ‘no,’ and walk out on him.
Riley gently cupped her chin in one hand and stared deeply into her hazel eyes. “How do you feel about threesomes?”
Faith felt her nipples harden and the spot between her legs grow damp. “With another girl or another guy?”
He was pleasantly surprised by her reaction. “Well, I was thinking of another guy, unless you have a particular girl in mind that you know likes to play.”
“Nah,” she quickly replied. “Don’t know any girls like that. So, do you have someone in mind?”
He smiled. “Actually, I do… you know my friend, Graham, right?”
Faith had no idea who the hell this Graham was, but she figured that Buffy must, so she played along. “Sure, I do. You’re telling me he’s into kink?”
Riley laughed. “More than you know!”
“Well, give him a call and tell him to get his cute ass over here on the double!”
A lascivious grin spread across Riley’s face. *Hot pressed Buffy on the dinner menu tonight. God, who knows what’s for dessert?*
Riley snapped at attention and saluted her. “Yes, ma’am! Anything you say, ma’am!”
Faith glanced down and was positive that wasn’t all that had snapped to attention.
“I’d say at ease, soldier…” she answered, cocking an eyebrow, “…but from the looks of things I might say that’ll be a little ‘hard’.”
Riley wasn’t about to waste another second and picked up the phone to call Graham’s room before Buffy changed her mind.
Faith couldn’t help but think that Buffy really didn’t know the stud muffin she was going with, and remembered what Buffy had told her when Faith had made the snide comment about going after her boyfriend.
‘You're not his type. He's not real big on sleaze.’
*She sure doesn’t know her clean Marine, does she? I bet he knows some things that would probably curl B’s hair and that’s without the help of a curling iron.*
Riley was just hanging up the phone when Faith asked him. “So, how do you want to do this threesome? Sandwich style on the bed, or standing up?”
Riley thought for a moment, yeah he and Gray both liked the standing up approach, but he was nursing a wound in his side.
“Not sure my side could take holding you up for that long.”
“Is Graham able to do it?” Faith asked, not knowing what Graham looked like. He could be a midget for all she knew.
Riley started to laugh. “You’re joking of course! Graham’s so good he’s got ‘em lined up and taking numbers.”
*Okay that means the guy is no midget and he’s experienced. Thank god, I don’t think I could handle another wuss like Xander. Talk about being a virgin, the guy almost crapped in his pants he was so friggin’ nervous! And he kept on asking me if was as good for me as it was for him. I think he finally got his answer when I tried killing him.*
“You know me baby, a joke a minute.” She whispered seductively, slipping her hands up under his tee shirt. She could feel the bandage wrapped around his waist. He moaned softly as she continued touching him. She could tell he was powerfully built with a broad, smooth chest and washboard abs. Just the kind of guy she’d love to bed.
Slipping her hands back out, she grabbed the hem of the tee shirt and pulled it upward forcing Riley to lift his hands high over his head. The sudden movement caused his wound to hurt like hell, but like a true Marine, Riley wasn’t about to give into his pain. In his mind, Buffy was willing to do something that he thought would only happen in his dreams.
‘Look at you! One good conjugal visit and you're back in intensive care to stay.’ That was what Forrest had told him.
*The hell with Forrest, even if it means ending up on my deathbed I’m not about to pass this up.*
“No, don’t want to ride you too hard first time out of the gate.” Faith answered tenderly, laying her hand on his bandaged wound, and then seeing a very disappointed look cross Riley’s face, decided she’d compromise.
“Okay, baby you can tuck that lower lip back in. Tell you what we’ll do, we’ll take things easy at first and see how it goes. If you can manage all right without splitting open your stitches, then we’ll move on to a full court press.”
“Agreed!” Riley answered back, smiling again. “What do you have in mind?”
Before she could answer, there was a knock on Riley’s door and then a deep voice said. “Riley, let me in.”
“Let Graham in and I’ll tell you,” she answered.
Walking quickly to the door, Riley opened it to let a bathrobe clad Graham inside.
Faith’s eyes got as big as saucers. There, standing before her, was the second half of a dream come true. Like Riley, Graham was tall and very powerfully built with a broad chest, six pack abs, lean hips, and muscular legs. But where Riley had light colored hair, Graham’s was dark and he had the bluest eyes that Faith had ever had the pleasure to see.
*I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.*
Yes, no matter what tomorrow would bring, tonight was going to be a night to remember.
“You sure you want to do this, Buffy?” Graham asked. It was one thing to do a threesome with someone you didn’t care about, but something else when it was your best friend’s girlfriend. In fact, when Graham got Riley’s call he’d had to ask Riley several times if he was serious, because everyone in the Initiative knew how jealous Riley was. If anyone even attempted to look in Buffy’s direction, he was liable to get a fist in the face. So, to have Riley offer to serve his girl up in a threesome was unbelievable.
“Whatever my baby wants…” Faith answered, “…my baby gets.”
“Buffy was just about to tell me how she wants to start,” Riley explained.
Faith nodded. “First I want to see your packages unwrapped and the goods taken out.” She said, trying very hard not to lick her lips. “The end product isn’t any good unless you’ve got the right materials to start out with.”
Now was the moment of truth, she was going to see Buffy’s stud muffin and his best friend in all of their natural glory. Looking down for a moment, Faith couldn’t help but notice Buffy’s deficiencies.
Shaking her head she thought. *B’s got no boobs, how in the hell did she get this guy in the first place, pay him to sleep with her?*
Graham slipped off his bathrobe, fully prepared for the night’s activities. He had been completely naked underneath. Yes, Faith was not at all disappointed with what she saw.
*There’s something you gotta say for the military.*
Riley kicked off his loafers and carefully pulled down his jeans and boxers. Every move caused a sharp pain and he groaned noticeably.
“Rye, you okay?” Graham asked, concerned.
Faith was just too dumbfounded at the vision standing before her, and she was getting wetter by the minute.
“God, he’s perfect!” She said without any thought.
Riley smiled through the grimace. “See, Gray, Buffy agrees with me, I’m fine.”
Faith quickly gathered her wits and began shedding her clothes, again becoming self-conscious about the body she now occupied. Her old body was guaranteed to draw their attention - she had the boobs, ass and figure of a goddess. It wasn’t flat as a board like this one was. If there was one thing Faith could count on with the old one, it was the whistles and offers she’d get from guys when she walked down the street.
“Buffy, I’m not sure he’s ready for this.” Graham said, glancing back and forth between his friend and the blonde.
“Not to worry. I told him we’ll take it easy and see how he feels. If everything goes okay, then maybe we can try something more strenuous.” She assured him, as she climbed onto the bed.
Grabbing Riley’s hand, Faith pulled him down onto the mattress. Patting the pillows, she showed him exactly where she wanted him to lay.
Riley did as he was ordered and laid down, wondering what his girlfriend had in mind, since their positions so far had been relatively conservative.
Faith climbed between Riley’s legs. She took his hard cock in her hand and then bent down, licking the full length of its broad expanse, just stopping at the head momentarily before slipping it into her mouth.
Noticing that Graham was still standing beside the bed, Faith stopped and said. “Well, are you just going to stand there or are you going to climb aboard? The train’s just about to leave the station.”
Graham didn’t need to be asked twice. Climbing onto Riley’s bed, he positioned himself behind her and spread her legs. With her bent over Riley to give him a blow job, she was situated at the perfect angle to have Graham slide right in. He quickly rolled a condom over his hard length, and then grabbing onto her hips, he poised his cock at her entrance. She was ready for him, hot and wet. He thrust forward and pushed in.
*God is she ever tight!*
Faith gasped. Graham was large, much larger than a body like Buffy’s should be able to take comfortably, but Faith loved the feeling of someone so large that it strained the walls of her tight channel. The only thing larger in the world than Graham’s cock was the cock currently deep inside her mouth.
Riley was gigantic, both in thickness and length. Swallowing around him, she soon had him ensconced deep in her throat, something that she had had a considerable amount of experience in doing. In fact, Faith had a lot of experience in everything when it came to sex.
*Bet when we get done Riley’s gonna wonder how B got the practice.*
Faith began her sucking, slowly at first to see if Riley could take it without too much pain. Riley reassured her by running his fingers through her long hair and giving her words of encouragement.
“You can suck a little bit harder now. Yeah, Buffy that’s it…just like that.” He would say as he slowly thrust his hips up and down. Each time he thrust upward, Faith would swallow, her throat muscles tightening around him.
Graham, in the meantime, wasn’t being lax. He timed his thrusts to correspond with the movements of her mouth. Slow and light at first, then stronger and harder. Soon there was a crescendo of moans and groans between the three of them. The mattress springs squeaked loudly from all the movement, and occasionally the headboard would bang hard against the wall causing drywall chips to fall on Riley’s face. He was sure the next morning he was going to have to call maintenance and come up with some lame excuse as to why there was a hole in his wall.
Riley was the first to come, yelling Buffy’s name in ecstasy and shooting great streams of semen down Faith’s throat.
Graham was very close behind him. As he thrust harder and harder, he bent down and massaged her clit, and judging from the guttural sounds that she was making, she was about to come herself.
Faith came, and came hard. Not holding back a bit on her Slayer strength, she allowed her vaginal muscles to repeatedly clamp down around Graham’s cock in a vice-like grip.
“Jesus Christ!!” Graham yelled, as he came deep inside of her. Now he knew why Riley kept saying, ‘You think *you* had a great lay. Son, you haven’t lived until you make it with a Slayer.’
Graham’s breath was sucked out of him as he yelled so loud that Riley looked up and grinned. Yup, Graham now knew exactly what Riley had been bragging about.
Graham pulled out and with his body shaking, collapsed on the bed.
“Shit, that was unbelievable!” He gasped.
Faith turned to Riley laughing and said. “Maybe I was wrong. Maybe we need to find out if Graham still has the strength to go on.”
Hey!” He cried out in his own defense. “I think that after what I just gave you, young lady, that there should be no reason for me to have to defend my manhood!”
“Is that so?” She asked in a purring tone of voice as she crawled over to him.
With an experienced hand, she deftly removed the condom he was still wearing, tied it in a knot, and tossed it into the trashcan next to the bed. Moving up his body, she straddled his hips, and leaned down, bringing her mouth to his.
Graham sucked in a deep breath as he opened his mouth beneath her hot, probing one, and allowed her tongue to enter. He reached up and entwined the fingers of one hand in her silky, blonde hair, pulling her closer to him as their tongues began to duel.
Faith ground herself against his cock, which to her great surprise and delight, was already rising again. *Better than the fucking Energizer bunny!*
Riley lay back against the headboard for a few moments, watching the two of them. They were so beautiful together, she with her blonde hair and his so dark, a perfect contrast. He had never been much of one for sitting idly by, though, so he rolled over onto his right side and opened the drawer to his nightstand, extracting a tube of lubricant and a couple of condoms.
Rising carefully to his knees, he moved in behind Buffy, and placed a hand on each of her shoulders as he leaned in to kiss the back of her neck. “Are you ready for the next step, baby?”
Faith reluctantly wrenched her mouth away from Graham’s, so that she could answer Riley. Damn, but the man lying beneath her could kiss!
Looking back over her shoulder, she fixed Riley with a coy gaze. “I’m ready if both of you are…”
The story continues in part 2
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