Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Challenge/Prompt: nekid_spike 30in30: Day 30: Long, Slow Kisses; No Shame; Somebody's Falling, Tomorrow, Hard to Resist
Word Count: 737
Date Written: 30 May 2017
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Whedon, not the author, and are used without permission.
Note: I DID get this one written yesterday morning, but somehow it didn't occur to my brain that I needed to also POST it yesterday! Oops! But it's still the 30th in some parts of the world, right? Somewhere? It's only four hours into the 31st here!
Long, slow kisses used to hold little appeal for her. She prefers things hot and heavy, hard and fast as though there's going to be no tomorrow, and in all her relationships before, there's never been a tomorrow. Tomorrow isn't guaranteed, not in the life she grew up in or the life she has now. A Slayer's never expected to live long. There's a thousand reasons why she shouldn't want a tomorrow with this chick, why she should just fuck her brains out and leave her, but it's not that simple any more, not with this one.
Somebody's falling, and falling hard, and for the first time in Faith's life, that person is her. She growls against Buffy's lips as the blonde starts to rise her mouth. "Damn it, B!"
"What?" Buffy smirks. "Not hard enough for you, F?" She waggles her eyebrows.
Faith snarls, slams her against the wall, and sucks hard on her mouth. Her tongue pries her teeth open and delves as deep into her as she can. She slams her again, rubbing her roughly into the cement and coming as close against her body as their leather outfits will allow. She doesn't want it slow. Slow gives her too much time to think, too much time to dream that this could last beyond tonight.
There's no shame in what they're doing, despite what Buffy thinks and what her friends would say. There's no shame in loving each other -- or in fucking each other, which should be all they're doing here, but Faith's already figured one thing out. She's going to want more of this blonde in her arms and not because her hot and ready mouth is the only one she's ever found that can actually kiss her senseless, not because of her beautiful bod that's as capable of kicking ass as Faith's own, or even because they're the only two Slayers in all the world. They are two of a kind, but their matching souls run deeper than Slayers, deeper than soul mates . . .
"Fuck," Faith rips her mouth from Buffy's to snarl. Buffy's green eyes widen in surprise. "Me," Faith adds hurriedly, grabbing a fist full of Buffy's long hair and slamming her mouth back down against hers. The girl's just too damn good to resist. She's going to want her all night long, and not just tonight, or tomorrow night or even next week. Right now, she can't picture a time she's not going to want this beautiful, dangerous woman pumping her passion into her.
She can't picture a time when she's not going to want Buffy, and it doesn't even bother her to be her dirty, little secret any longer. It doesn't matter that the world doesn't know what they have; they couldn't understand it if they did. Nobody can understand another Slayer truly, completely except for another Slayer. Nobody can understand what they share as they do.
B's mouth leaves hers again with a passionate cry. She throws her head back, and Faith takes full advantage, swiftly shoving her tank top up over her head, grasping her breasts in both hands, squeezing hard, and burying her hungry mouth in Buffy's neck. No wonder a Vampire's bite is so erotic, she thinks fleetingly, but even they can't understand what they share. Nobody can, which is exactly why she's going to keep wanting B for as long as she's alive.
"Fuck," she mutters into her neck, then laps at her skin with her tongue.
She feels B's frown rather than sees it. "You already said that," Buffy complains, "and that's what we're doing -- "
"Shut up," Faith snarls, leaning up and capturing Buffy's complaining mouth with her own again. She's not about to admit to her or to any one that she's realized tonight that she's fucked. There's no shame in what they do, but in the end, there won't be any happiness either. A Slayer's life is never long, and even if it was, it's only going to be a matter of time until B realizes she's no good for her and tells her to leave. It's only going to be a matter of time before she gets tired of hiding Faith as her dirty, little secret and shuts her out. It's only going to be a matter of time before Faith loses her. She's fucked all right, but God, it's never felt so good!