Perfection At Its Worst
Author: MahoganySlayer
Rating:
Season setting: Five Years after Chosen
Distribution:If you wan't it, take it..just give me my props
Disclaimer: These characters belong to Joss Whedon
"Fuck", I huff as the cop approaches my car. Adjusting my tank top to show a bit more skin I prepare myself to get out of a ticket.
When he gets to my door I can't help but notice how good
looking he is; mocha colored skin, deep brown eyes, and an obviously well kept body under his uniform. In my old days I would have offered to wear his handcuffs but I was too mature for that. He too noticed my attire; short shorts, tank top, and my hair up showing off the skin of my neck.
"Ma'am you were not wearing your seatbelt and that's up to a hundred dollar fine.", he states. I hate Florida's stupid click it or ticket campaign but I'm sure he was just looking for a reason to pull over a sexy woman in a blood red Mustang GT.
"I know sir but you see I have a bit of a sun burn and it up to wear it.", I reply touching my bare shoulder. His youth shows as he licks his lips at the sight of me touching myself. I want to roll my eyes because I'm not too anything overly sexual and here his is ready to blow.
"I'm going to let you off with a warning but don't let me catch you without one again.", he says. As if he'll be keeping an eye out for me. Leaning against my car he looks into my eyes."My shift ends in thirty minutes if you want to meet up..."
"Sorry buddy...you're not exactly my type.", I say as I put my glasses on. The statement turns him on rather than disgusting him and I curse at myself for not pegging his type better. With a smirk he steps away from my car with a smirk.
"Have a good day.", he chuckles before heading back to his cruiser and going on about his merry way. Turning my car back on and putting it into gear I continue my journey.
*~~*~~*~~*~~*
My apartment is quiet for the first time in weeks since Dawn thought a vacation to the sexiest city on earth would be fun. No one even gave me a head's up. I just walked into my place to find her cooking in my kitchen. The gang thought it would be funnier not to tell me her plans. She'd finally left just as random as she came except for the note on the table. "Thanks for the hospitality Faye, I appreciated it"-Love Dawn.
That girl is too much now that she lives on her own. Peeling off my tank top I wince a bit, I was lying when I said my sunburn hurt. I make my way to the bathroom but I stop when I feel it. All the hairs on the back of my neck raise and I concentrate to see where they are. Assuming I'm just stopping they touch my shoulder and I flip them over with a loud thud. Looking down into green eyes I relax.
"B?"
"Nice to see you too Faith.", Buffy huffs trying to get the air back into her lungs.
"Can I know why you Summers women have a need to break into my house?"
"I figured you would have noticed who I was..."
To be honest I just knew someone was near. Years before I would have been able to peg her but it had been years since we had been around each other. Conference calls and emails were the only ways we kept in touch.
"Guess I was wrong.", she says as I help her up."Dawn wouldn't stop raving about this city so I figured I'd come check it out too."
I raise my eyebrow at her seeing through her lie.
"Ok ok, Jeff and I broke off the engagement...", looking up she holds back her tears."Supposedly I was too involved in the operation even after I promised him I wasn't."
"So you decided to come here too...", I question.
"I shouldn't have come.", she sniffles."This is your city, I'll just go..." she turns to walk away and my heart breaks at her pain.
"Buffy wait."
I think it's me using her real name more than me actually asking her to wait that makes her turn around. Her eyes are already bloodshot and she looks like she's about to break into a million pieces. Stepping towards her I pull her into my arms. As soon as I am holding her she lets go of everything. She's mumbling things as she sobs out her soul and I can only make out some of what she's saying. We have come so far but a part of me can't believe she's actually letting me see this side of her. When we got the news about the L.A. gang not making it out of their final battle B just locked herself in her room for a couple weeks until Giles went and retrieved her. It seemed that with the Jeff guy she was rebuilding the wreckage of her love life since loosing Angel and Spike.
"It's okay B.", I assure her as I smooth down her hair."He doesn't know how lucky he is."
She cuddles deeper into the space between my shoulder and neck holding me as if I'll disappear. I feel her slayer strength as she holds onto me as tight as possible. I welcome the pain because The Powers know I would gladly take away her pain if I could. Taking in the way her skin feels and the scent of her hair I close my eyes remembering the first time we met. We were such kids without a clue of how serious our calling was. With her it was a prison sentence and with me it was a get out of hell free card. I guess that's the reason we approached slaying so different.
I feel her sobs turn into small sniffles and I can't help but grin at the little bit of snot and tears on my bare shoulder. She notices too and turns blood red.
"I've had worst bodily fluids on me.", I reply with a grin. She gives me a questioning look."Slaying and all that B...get your mind out of the gutter.", I laugh. Her giggle is music to my ears and I wipe away the smudged makeup from her face. As I touch her face I feel her eyes on me."There are clubs every night but I'm not sure if you're the-"
"I really want to go to Mansion."
"Mansion it is then."
*~~*~~*~~*~~*
I smirk as Faith and I walk past the whole line and right to the front. The bouncer smiles and gives her a kiss before letting us both into the club. I can feel the eyes of the people waiting in line burning into my back. Feeling something touch my hand I look down to see Faith's hand holding mine. She leads me to the bar and leans over to kiss the bartender.
"Give me a martini.", she replies and her choice of drink shocks me. She was always the butch give me a beer but apparently this city has done well for her. Her fashionable dress and high heels compliment her long legs and help her ass look great even though I can't think of a time it didn't.
"What about your...friend?", the bartender asks. I look up at him just before she looks over her shoulder. I just got totally busted checking Faith out.
"I'll just have whatever she's having."
I watch as the guy makes the two drinks, making me wish I could bartend.
"After this we are going to hit the floor."
*~~*~~*~~*~~*
Living the sophisticated Italian lifestyle has done nothing for B's dance moves and I can't help but grin at her. When my favorite salsa song comes on I blow a kiss to the Dj before my favorite dance partner swoops me out of B's reach. She actually pouts and I laugh at how she hasn't changed in all these years.
"Nice to see you.", Jose says.
"Same here"
"Been a while since I've seen you here. You think you still got it?"
"Baby boy the question isn't if I got it, it's can you handle it.", I smirk as the Dj finally lets the play.
*~~*~~*~~*~~*
She looks like a Latin beauty spinning around and stepping so fast I can't keep up. Watching her move with the guy I can't help but realize just how great of a dancer she is. Biting my lip I wonder if the rumors about good dancers and sex is true. How close she is dancing makes me wonder if she and the guy once had something. I quickly dismiss the idea because I don't want to picture Faith in bed with someone else. When the song ends he spins her my way and I don't hide my adoration. Her bronze skin is glistening, her dark eyes sparkling, her hair slightly sticking to her neck.
"D-do you think you could teach me?", I ask.
"I can try.", Faith replies.
*~~*~~*~~*~~*
Rating:
Season setting: Five Years after Chosen
Distribution:If you wan't it, take it..just give me my props
Disclaimer: These characters belong to Joss Whedon
"Fuck", I huff as the cop approaches my car. Adjusting my tank top to show a bit more skin I prepare myself to get out of a ticket.
When he gets to my door I can't help but notice how good
looking he is; mocha colored skin, deep brown eyes, and an obviously well kept body under his uniform. In my old days I would have offered to wear his handcuffs but I was too mature for that. He too noticed my attire; short shorts, tank top, and my hair up showing off the skin of my neck.
"Ma'am you were not wearing your seatbelt and that's up to a hundred dollar fine.", he states. I hate Florida's stupid click it or ticket campaign but I'm sure he was just looking for a reason to pull over a sexy woman in a blood red Mustang GT.
"I know sir but you see I have a bit of a sun burn and it up to wear it.", I reply touching my bare shoulder. His youth shows as he licks his lips at the sight of me touching myself. I want to roll my eyes because I'm not too anything overly sexual and here his is ready to blow.
"I'm going to let you off with a warning but don't let me catch you without one again.", he says. As if he'll be keeping an eye out for me. Leaning against my car he looks into my eyes."My shift ends in thirty minutes if you want to meet up..."
"Sorry buddy...you're not exactly my type.", I say as I put my glasses on. The statement turns him on rather than disgusting him and I curse at myself for not pegging his type better. With a smirk he steps away from my car with a smirk.
"Have a good day.", he chuckles before heading back to his cruiser and going on about his merry way. Turning my car back on and putting it into gear I continue my journey.
*~~*~~*~~*~~*
My apartment is quiet for the first time in weeks since Dawn thought a vacation to the sexiest city on earth would be fun. No one even gave me a head's up. I just walked into my place to find her cooking in my kitchen. The gang thought it would be funnier not to tell me her plans. She'd finally left just as random as she came except for the note on the table. "Thanks for the hospitality Faye, I appreciated it"-Love Dawn.
That girl is too much now that she lives on her own. Peeling off my tank top I wince a bit, I was lying when I said my sunburn hurt. I make my way to the bathroom but I stop when I feel it. All the hairs on the back of my neck raise and I concentrate to see where they are. Assuming I'm just stopping they touch my shoulder and I flip them over with a loud thud. Looking down into green eyes I relax.
"B?"
"Nice to see you too Faith.", Buffy huffs trying to get the air back into her lungs.
"Can I know why you Summers women have a need to break into my house?"
"I figured you would have noticed who I was..."
To be honest I just knew someone was near. Years before I would have been able to peg her but it had been years since we had been around each other. Conference calls and emails were the only ways we kept in touch.
"Guess I was wrong.", she says as I help her up."Dawn wouldn't stop raving about this city so I figured I'd come check it out too."
I raise my eyebrow at her seeing through her lie.
"Ok ok, Jeff and I broke off the engagement...", looking up she holds back her tears."Supposedly I was too involved in the operation even after I promised him I wasn't."
"So you decided to come here too...", I question.
"I shouldn't have come.", she sniffles."This is your city, I'll just go..." she turns to walk away and my heart breaks at her pain.
"Buffy wait."
I think it's me using her real name more than me actually asking her to wait that makes her turn around. Her eyes are already bloodshot and she looks like she's about to break into a million pieces. Stepping towards her I pull her into my arms. As soon as I am holding her she lets go of everything. She's mumbling things as she sobs out her soul and I can only make out some of what she's saying. We have come so far but a part of me can't believe she's actually letting me see this side of her. When we got the news about the L.A. gang not making it out of their final battle B just locked herself in her room for a couple weeks until Giles went and retrieved her. It seemed that with the Jeff guy she was rebuilding the wreckage of her love life since loosing Angel and Spike.
"It's okay B.", I assure her as I smooth down her hair."He doesn't know how lucky he is."
She cuddles deeper into the space between my shoulder and neck holding me as if I'll disappear. I feel her slayer strength as she holds onto me as tight as possible. I welcome the pain because The Powers know I would gladly take away her pain if I could. Taking in the way her skin feels and the scent of her hair I close my eyes remembering the first time we met. We were such kids without a clue of how serious our calling was. With her it was a prison sentence and with me it was a get out of hell free card. I guess that's the reason we approached slaying so different.
I feel her sobs turn into small sniffles and I can't help but grin at the little bit of snot and tears on my bare shoulder. She notices too and turns blood red.
"I've had worst bodily fluids on me.", I reply with a grin. She gives me a questioning look."Slaying and all that B...get your mind out of the gutter.", I laugh. Her giggle is music to my ears and I wipe away the smudged makeup from her face. As I touch her face I feel her eyes on me."There are clubs every night but I'm not sure if you're the-"
"I really want to go to Mansion."
"Mansion it is then."
*~~*~~*~~*~~*
I smirk as Faith and I walk past the whole line and right to the front. The bouncer smiles and gives her a kiss before letting us both into the club. I can feel the eyes of the people waiting in line burning into my back. Feeling something touch my hand I look down to see Faith's hand holding mine. She leads me to the bar and leans over to kiss the bartender.
"Give me a martini.", she replies and her choice of drink shocks me. She was always the butch give me a beer but apparently this city has done well for her. Her fashionable dress and high heels compliment her long legs and help her ass look great even though I can't think of a time it didn't.
"What about your...friend?", the bartender asks. I look up at him just before she looks over her shoulder. I just got totally busted checking Faith out.
"I'll just have whatever she's having."
I watch as the guy makes the two drinks, making me wish I could bartend.
"After this we are going to hit the floor."
*~~*~~*~~*~~*
Living the sophisticated Italian lifestyle has done nothing for B's dance moves and I can't help but grin at her. When my favorite salsa song comes on I blow a kiss to the Dj before my favorite dance partner swoops me out of B's reach. She actually pouts and I laugh at how she hasn't changed in all these years.
"Nice to see you.", Jose says.
"Same here"
"Been a while since I've seen you here. You think you still got it?"
"Baby boy the question isn't if I got it, it's can you handle it.", I smirk as the Dj finally lets the play.
*~~*~~*~~*~~*
She looks like a Latin beauty spinning around and stepping so fast I can't keep up. Watching her move with the guy I can't help but realize just how great of a dancer she is. Biting my lip I wonder if the rumors about good dancers and sex is true. How close she is dancing makes me wonder if she and the guy once had something. I quickly dismiss the idea because I don't want to picture Faith in bed with someone else. When the song ends he spins her my way and I don't hide my adoration. Her bronze skin is glistening, her dark eyes sparkling, her hair slightly sticking to her neck.
"D-do you think you could teach me?", I ask.
"I can try.", Faith replies.
*~~*~~*~~*~~*