Disclaimers: Joss owns them,
not me. I make no claims at all.
Comments:I'm going to post
the sex in two parts, because I'm having real trouble with the rest of it.
Rating: 18, don't know what
that is in the US of A.
Dedications: Thank you to
M and TheSpanner for keeping my spirits up with all this sexy stuff.
Date Stamp: Miss K, aka Kitty
wrote this 26.11.01
Faith's POV
Slayers Do Vegas
XXXI - Bend Me, Shape Me, Any Way You Want Me
We're back in the room and I swear, I had to
stop myself from just throwing her up against the lift wall and ripping her
clothes off.
Neither one of us has said anything.
Don't want to break the moment.
Neither one of us has said anything.
Don't want to break the moment.
She turns to me and she has this look in her
eyes.
I don't even know how to describe it.
It's like a want, a need, so bad that it makes you do anything to fill it.
Shit, I'm right there with you, baby.
I don't even know how to describe it.
It's like a want, a need, so bad that it makes you do anything to fill it.
Shit, I'm right there with you, baby.
And then I just lose it, all my control.
Just falls right out of me , 'cause I'm pushing her up against the wall.
Kissing her hard, my tongue in her mouth and my hands pulling her hips into mine.
I feel her groan underneath my mouth, and all my muscles inside me contract.
This is like... I mean... this is Buffy.
Shit, ok, you need to slow down Faith, or you're gonna freak her ass out.
Just falls right out of me , 'cause I'm pushing her up against the wall.
Kissing her hard, my tongue in her mouth and my hands pulling her hips into mine.
I feel her groan underneath my mouth, and all my muscles inside me contract.
This is like... I mean... this is Buffy.
Shit, ok, you need to slow down Faith, or you're gonna freak her ass out.
So, I pull my mouth of off hers and kiss her
neck, like, as softly as I can manage, what with me being so fuckin' turned
on.
Then she has to go and slip her hands up my top and drag her nails down my back.
My knees try to buckle, but she's there, holding me up.
I can feel my hands on her shirt, ripping at the buttons; fuck, I'll buy her a new one tomorrow.
I just run my hands over her chest, slowly, 'cause I want to remember this.
I want every single moment of this to be burnt into my mind, and I want the same for her.
She arches her back of the wall, into my touch, and I just rip her bra off her body, 'cause it's beginning to fuck me off, being in the way and all.
I bend my head down and blow on her nipple, and I get another nail scrape and moan.
Keep on like that, baby, and I'm gonna be blowing on you all night.
Then she has to go and slip her hands up my top and drag her nails down my back.
My knees try to buckle, but she's there, holding me up.
I can feel my hands on her shirt, ripping at the buttons; fuck, I'll buy her a new one tomorrow.
I just run my hands over her chest, slowly, 'cause I want to remember this.
I want every single moment of this to be burnt into my mind, and I want the same for her.
She arches her back of the wall, into my touch, and I just rip her bra off her body, 'cause it's beginning to fuck me off, being in the way and all.
I bend my head down and blow on her nipple, and I get another nail scrape and moan.
Keep on like that, baby, and I'm gonna be blowing on you all night.
'Faith...'
Yeah, you know who's doing this to you.
Faith's getting you wet.
Faith's kissing and licking you.
Faith's gonna fuck you, baby.
Me.
Faith's getting you wet.
Faith's kissing and licking you.
Faith's gonna fuck you, baby.
Me.
'Faith... Faith, stop...'
What?
SHIT!
I literally fly off of her, I mean, I even see her slip, 'cause I was holding her up and all.
She's sobered up or something and realised what the fuck we're doing.
I'm just standing there, looking at her.
But we've stopped, right.
Why have we stopped?
SHIT!
I literally fly off of her, I mean, I even see her slip, 'cause I was holding her up and all.
She's sobered up or something and realised what the fuck we're doing.
I'm just standing there, looking at her.
But we've stopped, right.
Why have we stopped?
'You... err, I mean, you want to stop?'
This was my perfect moment, all my dreams could've come true in one night.
This was my perfect moment, all my dreams could've come true in one night.
'Faith, we just need to...'
'Stop, yeah, ok, B. You want to... not do this
with me, right? I was too...was I too...? Shit. Look it's cool. Stopped. Yeah.'
I feel tears start to well up in my eyes.
Nuh-uh, don't even go there Faith.
Nuh-uh, don't even go there Faith.
She moves from the wall, right up to me, and
slides her hands up my arms.
'Ok, if this is stopping then I'm cool with
it. We can stop all night if you
want, B.'
want, B.'
She laughs and kisses me softly on the lips
and just flames me back up.
'I just meant we need to stop for... just my
legs don't seem to want to...you're making me...'
'I'm making you what?'
I nuzzle her neck, kissing it a little as I
take hold of her hands and move them to my breasts.
I squeeze her hands under mine and my fuckin' eyes virtually roll back in my head.
I squeeze her hands under mine and my fuckin' eyes virtually roll back in my head.
'You're...'
She's panting, can feel her chest moving against my hands.
She's panting, can feel her chest moving against my hands.
'Making you what, B?'
'I'm...'
I lick her ear, slowly, making sure I breath
into it, her hands are moving on their own now, squeezing and kneading me.
'You want me to tell you what I think I'm making
you, B?'
I feel her nod.
'I think I'm turning you on. I think I'm making
you pant 'cause you want me so much. I think I'm making you so wet, that you
want all these clothes off of you so I can just lick that wetness right off you.
I think you want my fingers inside you, deep inside you. I think
you want me to fuck you, hard. You want me to bury my fingers in you, one
of them, two of them, three of them, filling you right up. I think you want
me to fuck you til you cum, then go down on you and eat you 'til you're screaming
out my name, again and again and again. Is that what you want, B?'
She whimpers out a yes, so quiet I can barely
hear it.
'Well you know what, B? That's what
you're gonna get.'