Disclaimers: Joss owns them not me. I make no claims.
Comments: Ok, first proper sex scene. Just read it back and I think it sucks. Go figure!?
Ratings: Oh, slap it with the maximum.
Dedications: To all of the wonderful people from the BuffyNFaith group, you guys rock.
Title: It's one of my fav VS songs. I was listening to it while doing some of this. Louise owns it.
Date Stamp: Miss K, aka Kitty wrote this 26.11.01
 
Authors comments: A.S. read this at your own risk! *laughs*
 

Faith's POV
 
Slayers Do Vegas - XXXII - Sundown
 
I have to get some oxygen in my body or I'm just gonna fall on the floor.
Should I be going all slow?
I mean, this is Buffy... I should be going slow, right?
Then she pulls my face to hers and kisses me with such force I swear I could explode in my leathers.
Like, it just sends bolts out to... shit, everywhere.
Fuck knows what I'm gonna be like when she touches me.
Lucky I'm not a man or else I'd have cum in my pants, 2 minutes after I first kissed her.
 
Right, we have to lie down.
Like now!
I put my hands on her hips and lift her up, she wraps her legs round my waist and we move over to the bed.
I kneel down on the end of it and slowly lower her down, with me still on top.
She's still kissing me and her tongues in my mouth, her hands in my hair, her breasts pushed up against mine, her legs squeezing my hips.
I feel sweat start to form on me, I'm over heating in these fuckin' leathers.
I break our kiss, I'm shaking, I mean, fuckin' shakin'.
No-one's ever turned me on this much.
No-one!
 
'We need to get naked or else I'm gonna melt my clothes, B.'
 
I move and stand at the end of the bed.
 
'Wait... Faith? Can I undress you?'
 
Undress me?
Are you kidding!
I think I'm about to pop my cork, baby, and what you just said is music to my ears.
 
'Just be gentle, B. I'm a fragile kinda girl.'
 
She smiles and moves to sit on the end of the bed, right in front of me.
I feel her hands slide up my leathers and then she's on the buttons of my shirt.
Slowly, slowly she undoes them, one by fuckin' one.
And I'm watching her.
I'm watching her take her time, watching her hands trembling as she strips my shirt off me.
I'm panting like I've just run some 10 mile run in record time.
Her hands snap my bra off with one flick.
Then she stops, and just looks at me, and I want to push her back on the bed and take her right then.
Hard and fast, just rip the rest of her clothes off and fuckin' take her.
But we have to go slow, right?
Slow, just hold it in, Faith.
Keep it steady.
 
Then her hands are on my belt, then on the button of my leathers, then pulling down the zipper.
The noise of it slowly going down makes me swallow, hard.
She's looking at my stomach and I can feel her nerves bouncing off of me.
 
'Faith? I'm... I'm kind of... I'm nervous about this, about... what if I can't, you know, make you...'
 
I put my finger on her lips for a moment.
You know, there was this time when I didn't think I even had a heart, but in that one sentence she reminded me that I have, 'cause she just squeezed it, tight.
One sentence.
Shit, man!
 
'B? Look at me. I don't think you're gonna have any trouble making me do anything. I'm fuckin' shaking just from what we've been doing already. We haven't even started and I'm almost a puddle. I've wanted you for the longest time, but I need you to want this too. I'm not gonna force you to do anything you don't want to. I want to touch you, I need to touch you. If you want me to do that then I'm gonna make you feel so good. My touching you doesn't come with strings, you do what you're cool with, no more, ok? If you want to stop then I can do that, I'll spend the rest of the night in a bath tub full of ice-cubes, but I'll do it.'
 
Wow, for someone who's a complete moron, Faith, you did good!
For once you made sense of the crap that's floating round your head.
 
'I want you, Faith, I really want you. Can we just take things slow, just... this is all... I think you melted my brain, I'm not making any sense!'
 
The finger that was on her lips, trails across her jaw and down her neck, she closes her eyes and her mouth opens a little, to take in more air.
 
'I can do slow, B, I'll just slip it down a gear, I still have to get out these leathers or else they're gonna make me pass out.'
 
I move my hands to push them down, and I feel her hands on mine, stopping me.
I can feel the decision she's making, can almost see her thought pattern.
 
'Boots, Faith.'
I kick them off, and they fly into the wall.
She takes my hands in hers and pushes the top of my pants down, past my hips, to the floor.
 
She looks up at me, with this wicked little grin.
 
'And I always thought you were all talk, with the no panties deal, guess I was wrong!'
 
'I wont hold it against you, B. Well, I might hold this against you...'
 
I point at my body and she slaps me.
I feel some of her nerves dissolving.
Humour; best remedy!
 
She moves her mouth slowly to my stomach.
I feel all the muscles there tense, at her touch.
She plants little kisses all over me, then licks and nibbles my skin.
My hands tangle in her hair and my head falls back as a moan comes out of my throat.
If this is slow, then bring it on!
Then she gets off the bed and slides up my body.

Flash fire!

I can even smell the smoke from the contact she's just made with my skin.
I kick my leathers away, from where they've pooled at my feet.
Then she's kissing me again, crushing my lips with hers.
I flick my tongue into her mouth, and she pulls me closer, her hands flat on my back.
There's not an inch of space between us, not one fuckin' inch!
I move my hands down to her hips and tug at the waist of her pants.
She breaks our kiss and moves away from me, but our eyes never leave each others.
She nods and I move my hands to the button of her pants, undoing it, slowly, like she did with me, then I'm dropping that zipper.
Her eyes are so dark now, they're almost black.
I move my eyes down as her pants fall to the floor, and I can't help but grin, she slips her shoes off and kicks the pile of clothes away.
 
'Black lace, B? Shit, you know how to make a girl weak at the knees!'
 
'Well you never know when you'll need them, although I lost the whole impact of the set when you ripped the bra off me, Faith.'
 
'What can I say, I'm impatient when it comes to unwrapping things.'
 
'I like you impatient.'
 
I move in, closer, our lips are almost touching as I speak.
 
'You want me to be impatient now, B?'
I put my hands onto her hips and slowly move my fingers in little circles on her smooth skin.
 
'Faith, I...'
 
Decision time again, I can see it in her eyes, her face, feel it in her body.
Her eyes close, as I lick her bottom lip and kiss the length of it, then pull on it gently with my teeth, sucking it for a moment before moving away so she can finish.
 
'You were saying, B?'
 
Her eyes flick open and they punch me in the gut with so much passion and lust that I'm right back up to boiling point.

'I want you to take me and do what ever you want with me, I trust you, completely.'
 
It's like someone just stepped on my accelerator because I'm revving high.
I just slam into her, crushing her mouth with mine, and push her panties down, quickly.
Digging my fingers in her skin, pulling her into me, feeling her, all of her.
She pulls us back and we fall onto the bed.
Full, body, contact.
She arches up into me, her back off the bed.
Straining her body under mine.
 
You're straining for me, baby, I'm gonna make you feel so good, I'm gonna take you hard, for me, me.

I'm kissing her neck, licking, sucking, then down to her collar bone, biting, marking.
Making her mine.
Her nails digging into my shoulders.
My mouth on her breasts, trailing my tongue round her nipples.
 
I'm gonna show you how much I want you, how much I need you, how much I need this.

Her arms outstretched on the bed, making her whole body into a cross.
Her fingers clutching at the sheets, pulling them, bunching them as I suck on her nipples.
Her moans telling me how much she wants this, wants me too.
Working my way down her hard body, planting kisses, licking her stomach.
Across her hips, biting her, down a leg, scrapping my nails along them.
Her head tossing from side to side as I drag my tongue up the inside of her thigh, slowly, teasing her.
Her scream as I push two fingers into her slowly, feeling her warmth around them, gripping me.
 
Give it up, baby, give it to me, all of it, this is Faith inside you now, me, my fingers in you.

My name over and over again as I slowly move in and out of her.
Her voice clawing at me, tell me how good it feels, sweat dripping off me onto her.

I'm doing this to you, Faith, me, I'm fucking you, I'm gonna make you beg for me, B, beg for me to release you, for me to push you over the edge.
 
Her cries pleading for more inside her, more of me.
 
Faith, it's Faith inside you, my fingers, me, me, me, I'm doing this to you.

Again, a scream as I slip another finger in, wetness all over my hand.
Pumping into her, fast, her voice saying one word; yes, over and over and over.

All this for me, I did this to you, this is how much you want it, this is how much you want me.

A cry as I remove my fingers, and a sob as I put my mouth on her, tasting, licking, sucking.
Then her back arches and she's screaming out my name.

Faith, Faith, Faith, over and over as she's cuming, Faith, Faith, Faith.

Her back arching to breaking point, her hands ripping the sheets, tearing and shredding as I push her over the edge.

Her hands on my shoulders pulling me up, her lips on mine, tasting herself, drinking it in.
Her body rolling me over, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth.
Lips on my neck, kissing, her voice telling me how good I made her feel.
Telling me how much she wanted it just like that, then telling me what she's going to do to me.
Telling me she's going to put her fingers in me, like I did to her.
Her fingers on my lips, then in my mouth, me sucking them, showing her how it's going to feel when she puts them inside me.

Please, please, please.
    
Her hands on my breasts, squeezing me, crushing me.
Flicking across the nipples, then her mouth on me, kissing, licking, sucking.
Again, her voice telling me she's going to show me how I made her feel, how much she wants to do this to me, how much she needs to.

Please, Oh god, B.

Her fingers trailing down my body, slowly, teasing, scorching, burning me.
Down the side of my breasts.
On fire, I'm on fire.
Her mouth back on mine, her tongue in my mouth, thrusting.
My legs wrapped around her hips, tight, pushing into her, bringing us together.
Her moan as I bite her lip, pulling it into my mouth, tasting her.

Please, B, please, please.

A cry from my throat as she enters me, pushing into me, up to the knuckle.
Another finger, thrusting into me, quickly, taking me, making me hers.
A sob as she tells me how much she wants to do this, to make me feel the same way she did.

Take me, B, take me, fuck me, do it, fuck me.

Her thumb on my clit, moving in time with her fingers.
My body on fire, for her, on fire for her.
Her mouth on my throat, sucking.
My name whispered over and over, Faith, Faith, Faith.
 
Please, B, please, fuck me.

My back lifting off the bed, my hands clawing at her shoulders, pulling on her skin.
Her thumb pushing hard on me.
 
Do it, do it, please.
 
My screams as her fingers drive into me, harder, harder, harder.
Her mouth on mine, swallowing my cries, eating them up.
Her fingers sending me over, pushing me over the edge.

Yes, yes, yes.

Her name screamed as my body spasms for her, over and over.
Cuming for her, crying out as she wrings the last bit of orgasm from me.
 

Kisses, soft kisses on my face and lips, hands in my hair, stilling me.
Her tears on my chest as she tells me how much she loves me.
Hands stroking me, calming me, gentle, so gentle.
Her body curled into mine as we drift.
 
Me at peace, as we fall into sleep, with B in my arms.
 
How it was meant to be.