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[broodlust]

The ride in your car feels like it's taking forever. Your fingers are drumming impatiently against the wheel and you can feel that Faith's just as tightly strung as you in the passenger seat. God, you haven't felt need like this since... Since Sunnydale. Since Angelus. If it wasn't for Faith being as freaked out as you, you would've been worried.

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[wickedslayer]

My muscles were tense and on alert, and I knew was a little rusty. But I'd kept myself beyond in shape while I was chillin in my cell. Nights and days full of training, it was the only thing that I could do to keep myself from goin' crazy.

"Let's get it on." I said, as I snapped my hand up and grabbed the knife out of the air as Angel threw it to me.

My eyes adjusted to the darkness, and I could already tell we were surrounded. Vamp gang, or maybe my slay senses were off. 'Come out and play." I taunted them in a low voice, standing only a few feet to Angel's left.

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And then it's on.

Faith's invitation didn't go unnoticed. All the creepy crawlies coming out of the woodworks at the same time makes your senses tingle.

You throw yourself over the closest vampire, making the process short as you tear his jugular out with your teeth. You back away, not too eager to get your mouth full of dust as he dissolves in the darkness. Then it's quickly on to the next one. Snapping a neck here, plunging your fist through a heart there.

"Yes!" You roar, high from the kill. "It's like riding a bike! Not that I've ever done that but..."

[wickedslayer]

Barely even glanced at Angel as he started in on the fight. Ducking down I managed to avoid a fist as it swung at my face. Without even thinking about it, my fist punched straight through his chest. Gripping onto the vamp's cold dried up heart I yanked it right out of his skin, watching him turn to dust. When I opened my fist I saw nothing but a pile of dust on my hand. Whoah, I'd never been able to do that before.

Not waitin' and asking questions, I threw myself into the fight. Nothin' better than a good fight, except maybe a good fight. And I can't deny that there's not a little sexual chemistry in the air durin' a fight. Because fucking and fighting just go hand in hand. '

Spinning around I nailed the vamp behind me with a foot to the throat, which sent him sprawling back on the fence behind him. Didn't have a stake, but I could always just improvise. Breaking off a hunk of the fence, I jammed it straight through his chest.

"Fuck yeah." I muttered, a wicked smirk crossing my face as I turned and threw myself back into the fight.

[broodlust]

Between you and Faith most of the vamps is soon history, or dust... Whatever. As the lines are scattering, you take the opportunity to just realx and watch. You lean back against one of the dirty brick walls, not caring that your coat is getting soaked in demon blood and vampire dust. To watch Faith fight is truly amazing. And exciting. She's got moves you don't even know the words for.

"Need a hand, sweetie?" You call out, knowing that she'll probably just hiss at you. Possibly kick you in the balls.

[wickedslayer]

"Bite me, vamp boy." I bit out at Angel, and on second thought I almost wished he would. I'd be torn somewhere between gettin' off on it or havin' to stake his sorry ass.

Crouching down I did a backflip over the demon in front of me, landing behind him. With one easy movement I stuck the stake into his back, watching him turn to dust. Shooting out my other leg, I tripped the last vamp who was now trying to run away.

"Wuss." I said to him, as I tossed him into Angel. Time for him to stop standin' around and watchin' my fine leather clad ass doin' all the work.

[broodlust]

"Oh, hello there!"

You catch the vampire Faith is throwing you way, by the neck. Holding him up, feet dangeling over the dust covered asphalt, you give him a benevolent smile.

"Why in such a hurry, my friend? It's not sunrise for many hours yet."

He hangs limply from your grip, not even trying to fight.

"Geez, you're a sad and disappointing example for our species." Turning the other way you give Faith a call. "Darling, let me have that knife back for a minute."

She grins and throws it to you in a sharp angle which would've cut straight into your chest if you hadn't caught it in your free hand.

"Thanks ever so much."

Turning the knife around in your hand, you drive it through your captives body, slicing him in two. His lower body falls to the ground with a thump before turning into dust.

[wickedslayer]

"Welcome." I said with a smirk, as I watched him catch the knife. Gotta keep Soul Boy on his toes, I'd never really hurt him.

Who the fuck was I kidding? I wanted to hurt him, wanted to hear him scream. He was a vampire, and I was a slayer. Do the math there? I could feel it tingling all the way down to my toes, and I tried to shove it aside.

"That was fun." I said, dusting off my leather pants and not being able to help but pout at the fact that we'd scared all the vamps off. The ones we hadn't killed anyhow.

[broodlust]

You look at her through hooded eyes, smirking as she runs ger hands over the tight leather covering her ass.

Hey! That's Faith! You shouldn't look at her like that, think thoughts like that! You're in love with Cordelia. Not that she has a clue, but... Faith?

Ok, you have to admit, there's always been something. It wasn't like it was entirely unpleasant to fool around with her when you pulled the whole Angelus charade during her not so good days. Not that you ever told Buffy. It was not like you longed to be dust in the wind. Much.

"Yeah, it was great fun Faith." You put the emphasis on her name, letting it roll over your tongue as you watch her come closer.

"We should do this more often, don't you think?"

God, the way she moves... Faith, Faith, Faith. You could just eat her whole.

[wickedslayer]

"Mmmmhmmm." I agreed with him dismissively, absently chewing on my lower lip as I sauntered closer to him.

Knew I was lookin' at him in that way again. The way where I was a starvin' animal and he was a big juicy steak. Although now it felt kinda different, did I want to fuck him? Or stake him? I couldn't decide. What the hell was wrong with me? I could feel all these old feelings sweeping back into my body. I felt like....a weapon.

But I wasn't a weapon, I was just Faith, one badass slayer.

"You wanna go for that drink now?" I asked, my voice low and husky. I should just go...back to the hotel...or somewhere else. I needed to get away from him, because something was goin' on and it wasn't right.

But when had I ever been all about the right thing?

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"Hmmm..." You look at the bare skin of her neck, that looks like it's shining in the dark, tempting you with the promnise of what's underneath. "I could imagine having... a drink."
Licking your lips, you look her in the eyes, trying how far she's willing to take this.

Stop it! You can't even think about it. But you do. In fact, it shoves away all other, sensible thoughts like 'go home' or 'just run away'.

She's standing right in front of you now, you can smell desire on her, hear her heart beat, just a little bit faster than what's normal, even for a slayer after a fight.

You could taste slayer blood withing tenths of a second if you wanted to. And man, do you want to! But to compromise with the slightly more sane side of yourself, you dive for her lips instead of her jugular.

[wickedslayer]

As soon as he moved, my instincts kicked in and I moved too ready to defend myself, or.....putting my hands behind his head, I tangled them in his hair and pulled him down harder. Smashing his lips down on mine, I could feel his fangs, scratching my bottom lip...but I didn't care.

Scratching my nails into his skin, I hopped up in one graceful movement so that my legs were wrapped around his waist. Throwing him off balance for one second he crashed into the brick wall behind him. I pressed my body into his, feeling that familiar hum right under my skin.

Oh I wanted him, wanted to hurt him and love him and make him scream and moan my name. Wanted him to know that I was stronger than him, that I could end him if I wanted to. Squeezing my legs together hard, I used slayer muscles to hold onto him with my thighs as my tongue probed his mouth.

[broodlust]

Now we're talking! Faith hasn't lost her touch, despite being locked up with nothing but butch women called Spider for over a year. Her legs squeezes around you as her tongue fights with yours for dominance. As if anyone of you was willing to give it up.

Driplets of blood from where your teeth pierced her lip, runs into your mouth and fills your body with fire.

Her whole body grinds against yours, hitting all the sweet spots. It makes your skin tingle and your pants grow unbelievably tight.

Grabbing her ass, you push her even closer, pressing her breasts up towards you. With a soundless sigh you tear your lips from hers and go for her cleavage. Tracing the crests of her breasts with your tongue, you can feel the blood pulsing under her soft skin. It's so close, so...

You turn the both of you around, pressing her up against the wall instead. Letting one of your hands wander down between you, you open up her pants.

[wickedslayer]

I could feel the brick scraping roughly against my back. It hurt, but what can I say; I like a little pain with my pleasure.

As he practically tore open my pants, I pressed up against him again. My own hands fumbled with his pants. Black on black, at least we had the same taste in fashion. Oh, who gives a fuck...

Freeing him from his pants, I placed my hands on his shoulder, and using the wall for leverage knocked him down, so that he was on the ground and I was straddling him.

I thought I heard him give a low growl as I lowered myself down onto him. Feeling him inside me made me moan outloud. Fuck, it had been a long time since I got some good old fashioned hetero sex.

[broodlust]

You hardly notice the asphalt hitting you hard over the back, as all your senses are concentrated on the feeling of her squeezing down around you. Letting out a growl from deep down in your throat, you push up, going deeper, filling her up. Grabbing her hips, you angle yourself so you'll hit the right spot inside her at every thrust.

She's putting all her slayer muscles to use, making you howl out into the night as she works you in a punishing pace.

But as much as you love the feeling of someone doing you, you love power more.
Rolling the both of you over, you pin her beneath you on the dirty ground and catch her lips in a seering kiss.

[wickedslayer]

He pressed himself into me harder and harder, faster and faster. Damn, now I could see why B liked boning vamps so much.

My back pressed into the dirty gravel, and I tried to grab his shoulders, but my whole body was pinned under his bulky form. What the fuck? He thought he was the man on top huh? Well, news flash vamp boy. I'm not lettin' some dirty vampire get the one up on me no matter how good he is at fucking.

Elbowing him slightly in the ribs, I heard a surprised groan come out of his mouth. When my hands were free I gripped his shoulders, my nails digging little half moons into his skin and drawing blood. Smashing my mouth to his again, I nibbled on his lower lip before withdrawing and running a wet hot tongue down his cold neck.

[broodlust]

With her hot lips on your neck and her nails scratching your shoulders, you're almost going mad with pleasure. She seems to know exactly which buttons to push with you. Mix a little pain with the pleasure, add some struggling and fighting and we have the real recipe for Angel cakes.

She wraps her thighs around your hips, almost tearing you in two as the fight for power continues. You push her down to the ground again, taking one lace covered nipple in your mouth, gracing it with your teeth at the same time as you push forcefully into her until she screams.

The sound of a woman screaming in something between pleasure and pain, is a beautiful like nothing else. And it awakens memories inside of you. Memories you've kept buried for over a century. Not being able to stop yourself you change into gameface and bite down, letting the blood flow into your mouth from her breast.