A Cold Shower
Title: A Cold Shower
Author: Evilemployee
Pairing: Buffy/Faith
Rating: R
Word Count: 333
Warnings: girlsex!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, nothing I tell you. And I'm damn poor.
Summary: Bowchicka.
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Faith stared at the cracked tiling of the tub walls and wondered how she was going to explain this to the management of the cheap motel she was staying in. In fact, it wasn’t even just the tub walls. The spiderweb cracks permeated the bathroom wall and mirror and didn’t stop until they hit the door frame.
Oh well. Management could kiss her ass. He’d sure been staring at it enough the last time he came around to collect her rent.
Really though, it hadn’t been her fault. It wasn’t like she could ever say no to Buffy, and when she’d shyly suggested they shower together after slaying last night, Faith had been gobsmacked, and more than happy to comply. After all, they’d only been seeing each other for a few weeks, just since Faith had barely avoided staking the deputy mayor and they’d had to avert another apocalypse. But if there was one thing Faith was learning about Buffy it was that nothing was as it seemed on the surface.
So when Buffy stripped down and said they should shower together to conserve the hot water, Faith was all about being energy friendly. Friendly all over the shower. And the sink. And against the door with Buffy slowly sinking to her knees and blushing. And again when Faith stepped behind her, making sure they were both facing the mirror so she could see Buffy come apart, like she had wanted to for so long.
Unfortunately, they’d gotten a little enthusiastic, and the cheap tiling of the motel hadn’t been able to stand up to them.
Faith shook her head with a smirk. Worth it. So worth it. But if she was going to see B again today, she needed a real shower. So she bid last night’s memories goodbye and turned the tap only to grimace and yelp.
So much for conserving hot water. Something in the piping must have broken as well, because Faith was in for a cold, cold shower.