" At least he didn't get too deep," Cirrus remarked as she wiped the blood, both dried and fresh, from Faith's shoulders.
A chill draft chose that second to seep in through the cracks in the motel room's walls. It rushed over Faith's body, sweeping across her semi-bare chest. Her nipples, only half alert before, stood at almost full attention. Cirrus raised an eyebrow at her.
" Cold?" she asked.
" Uh, yeah, a little," Faith replied, flustered.
It was an un-Faith-like response. Cirrus found it adorable. The werewolf pulled the blanket up off the bed and wrapped it around the Slayer's shoulders. She slid around behind her girlfriend and began running her hands up and down Faith's back and sides, trying to warm her with the friction. Faith began to feel warm, but friction had little to do with it.
" Those scars are healing nicely too," Cirrus commented, referring to the scars from the scratches and burns she had recieved in her fight with the Hellhound. " You could have been killed..." she added in a whisper.
Faith turned toward her and cupped Cirrus' face in her hands. " I would die for you. I knew it the moment I saw you. It scared me at first, but I can't run from it anymore. I didn't want to, but now I'm glad I do... I'm glad I love you," she told Cirrus with all sincerity.
" God... If I had such gorgeous words at my command, they would surely have been flowing like a fountain from my mouth the moment I met you," the werewolf replied.
" Cirrus?"
" Hmm?"
" That was pretty damn gorgeous right there," she giggled, kissing Cirrus' lips softly.
Cirrus returned her kiss, capturing the Slayer's lips. As they continued, Faith became bold and she pressed her body against her lover's in a silent plea for what they both knew deep inside was coming. Cirrus' lips parted slightly, and Faith felt the sweep of a tongue across her own lips. She readily opened her mouth to accept the warm, gently probing tongue and she greeted it with her own. Both could feel the heat between them, the desire, growing.
But it was not to be something rushed, not an act of taking, but one of giving. Cirrus kissed her face, a hundred tiny kisses, planted randomly. Then she moved on to Faith's smooth, soft neck. Her Slayer smelled strongly of sweat, most likely from their latest battle, and faintly the scent of strawberry touched the werewolf's nostrils. Faith's shampoo. Cirrus kissed her neck all over, paying special attention to the flesh covering her juggular vein. With keen lupine senses she could hear the blood pulsing inside the vein and she could smell it as well. Something about blood, it always turned her on, and she kissed this source of the bright red lifefluid and licked its length.
" Mmmm... oh... Cirrus..." Faith let out in a gasping moan.
" I love you Faith... I love loving you Faith..." Cirrus whispered back, tickling her skin with her hot breath.
Cirrus' hands reached around behind Faith and undid her bra as she soothingly kissed Faith's wounded shoulders. The bra was not removed all at once, but rather pulled down just a little at first when Cirrus kissed the tops of the Slayer's perfect, round breasts. A little lower, more revealed, more kissed. Soon the bra slid off completely, and Cirrus stroked the rosey-pink grape-sized nubs of sensitive flesh with her tongue. Closing her lips around one, she began to suckle while her hand moved up to cup and rub the other. She alternated between the two for a painfully long time, during which Faith felt her sex moisten and steam in anticipation.
Finally she had to plead. " Cirrus... lower please... make love to me..." she moaned, running her fingers through her lover's long and soft mane of dark brown hair. Gently she pushed Cirrus' head down.
Softly, with feather-light licks, Cirrus made her way down Faith's stomach. She slowly undid her girlfriend's jeans, pulling them down and off, then repeating the process with her panties. Faith spread her legs, wanting, needing, what the werewolf was about to give her. Torturously slow, Cirrus kissed her way back up Faith's legs and along her thighs. Faith arched, again begging to be loved as she had only imagined until that point. Not wanting to kill her lover with the ache of desire, Cirrus delivered a long lick up the length of Faith's wet, open slit.
" Oh god!" Faith screamed as she was almost devoured by the overwhelming pleasure right then.
Cirrus chuckled and circled her swollen and throbbing nub with her tongue. Faith began to buck and pant. Cirrus suddenly drastically increased the tempo by latching on the hyper-sensitive bud and sucking. Hard. Faith screamed and moaned uncontrollably and locked her legs around Cirrus' head, trapping her there as she came. Cirrus lapped hungarily at the sweet juices that flooded out from her depths, completely overcome by the intoxicating reek of passionate sex.
Eventually Faith's body relaxed and went limp, and Cirrus slid up along her and kissed her lovingly. The Slayer, being too weak for anything else, caressed the werewolf's cheek lightly. Cirrus plopped down beside her and took her into strong adoring arms. Faith snuggled close, wishing more than anything for more strength so that she could return the wonderful feelings she had just recieved. Oh well, she thought as the two drifted off to sleep together, there was always next time.