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Title: Chemicals Between Us
Author: girl_in_her_bed
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary:when her puppy's away...willow will stray
Rating: adult?
Pairing: Faith/Willow
Authors Note: i wrote this back during my freshmen year of HS so..it might not be perfect.
******
I remember back in my senior year of highschool,when Faith first strolled into our lives and how my veiws on what was right and what was wrong started to shift.God...i was so....untainted back then...wow.Alot of people think that i tell buffy everything but over the years a lot of secret happenings and feelings have accumulated.It's not that i don't want to tell her it's more like if i did she might question what type of person i am and i don't wanna take that chance.See....because something happened i never told buffy about, between me and faith.Something i've kept a secret from her with good reason.I don't regret it.Faith never lacked on sexuality and the experience is something i'll never forget,first times at things tend to be like that.The real reason no one else knows is....it happened twice...i let it happen twice.Once before the whole rouge-thing and another after...when i was kiddnapped.I swear, it's not my fault.I was a slave to the many chemicals that frequent my body.Sooo not me.Plus i mean, really, who doesn't want or hasn't thought of faith that way.Even the straightest of straight girls have,buffy did... geez if she only knew.
A strong dark energy....thinking of this now Faith and Kennedy are sort of alike in some ways, though kenn could never compare.Faith's strength was raw and emotional, she went through alot that caused her to grow up much faster than she had too.An overactive thrill gene thrown in just adds to the fun.I remember the night so vividly...i was sitting in the bronze alone.Buffy was with Angel, Xander was with Cordelia and Oz was in San Francisco with the Dingos.I had worn my retro-punk tight plaid pants-which i love-and a worn old sexpistols t-shirt.Sitting at one of the tables facing the dance floor i saw her,her body moving in such a sensual way it bordered on hypnotic.So much skin exposed that it might have been a better idea to just dance in her bra and panties.I felt guilty looking at her, like it was somehow wrong and naughty but i couldn't bring myself to look anywhere else.She just looked like a comicbook temptress...with her dark exotic beauty.
I was already a goner when i walked into the club.My eyes were locked on her face as she danced,then her eyes opened and our gazes met.Closer by Nine Inch Nails started playing over the stereo....you know the "I wanna fuck you like an animal" song.Houston we have a problem.Shamelessly running her tongue over her full lips she crooked a finger my way silently asking me to join her on the dancefloor.my feet began to move toward her like they had a mind of their own.Faster than i expected i was there with her so close i could feel the heat coming off her skin.
//you let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
you let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you//
"So...what's good girl red doing all alone?"she cooed continuing to dance circles around me.Her little white blouse tied at her navel, little school girls garb...oh god.Her black victoria secret pushup bra clearly visible.
"everybody's gone"i gulped as she grabbed my waist from behind and pressed her body against my back.
"i'm lonely...wanna dance with me?"she brushed the hair away from my neck and got close to my ear "this is one of my fav songs"
"i-i-i....i can't dance"
"That's bullshit, i've seen you... i need to teach you a few new steps" she touched her lips to my earlobe "is that cool with you?"
"it's fine"i blurted like an idiot.
"cool"
She walked back infront of me and grabbed me by the shoulders smiling "let the music move you"her hands moved to my hips as she moved them with hers.Sex is power and the slayer knew it.
//help me I broke apart my insides, help me I’ve got no soul to sell
help me the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself//
Her eyes twinkled as her fingers went beneath the waistband of my pants, over my panties, and she grabbed my ass pulling me into her our faces milimeters away "Give us a kiss?"
Those lips i had dreamed about were moving foreward faster than i had atticipated but when she took my bottom lip between hers the spark that had begun to take flame in the pit of my stomache suddenly felt as if it had been douced in gasoline.Frozen for a moment in shock at this new feeling i quickly recipricated and we were open mouth kissing...gasping for air as the music and the people became a distant memory.She eased her thigh between my legs and began to move her hips.
//I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside//
unconsciously i began rocking against the muscular tome, oblivious to everything else.No longer could i hear the lyrics but the rhythm of the steady backbeat lingered.I wanted to touch her...feel her but my goodnatured timidness got the best of me.She on the other hand had no problem with groping,as expected, and one hand left my ass so it could move between our bodies.She broke the kiss panting heavily "Damn....hey...." she stared into my eyes "tell me you want this...Tell me you want my fingers curled deep inside you as I fuck you to oblivion and back...Say it."
I couldn't speak,i tried but all that came out was pathetic little squeeks.
//help me tear down my reason, help me its' your sex I can smell
help me you make me perfect, help me become somebody else//
Standing there gasping the one whole word that left my vocal cords was a lusty whimpered "Please...."A devilish smile appeared on her face as she took a step back and i heard myself whimper again from the loss of contact...her body,her skin.I wanted it.All of it.She took my hand and led me up to the balcony which was,for the most part, deserted.
**********
In a hazed state i was dragged to near the railing facing the stage and the crowd below, each person lost in the rhythm coming through the speakers. Faith pressed her body against me from behind easing her hands up under my shirt sensually caressing my lower back,"I never knew females got you so hot willow"A mirthful chuckle sent vibrations across our joined skin,"MDR...."
MDR? That has to be an acronym but for what?
"MDR..."i mumbled hopelessly, so I'm not going to be talking coherently anytime soon i can live with that.
"Muff Diver Rebel, honey...you’re like me"she cooed huskily"...work both sides"
"never...i haven't"those fingers are tracing the elastic of my panties now...so near but still miles away from were they should be. God....Please....Don't...Stop.
"A virgin? well sweetie"her hand delved further now just at millimeters away from my clit "It's your lucky day"
Faith told me one night after a scooby meeting after this incident how she took sex with the different sexes differently (i swear that's an actual logical statement, don't worry i had to double-take it too)She explained to me that with guys it was use em and lose em, get yours and kick them out before they get there's. Fucking a guy is about thinking only about yourself. With girls, it's about them and you. She told me how she loved to look at a girl while she's pleasuring them, how beautiful they were. How she's more willing to spend a whole night with a woman (not that she ever has but the options there).
It's about eroticism and passion, every touch burns and lingers. Each gasp, each moan like mind altering music. A woman's body, each dip and curve like primal poetry.
there are three words: having sex, fucking, making love. Fucking is raw, dirty -doggy style in the back of your brothers work truck-one night stand deals. Having sex is a small release -your going out to take care of yourself after a bad break up or the whole friends with benefits thing-limited emotional attachment. Making love is, well, the total surrender of oneself, giving up total control-Tara and I, we made love regardless of how wild it was, how if it were a one night stand it would be considered an amazing fuck. We always made love-.
I could hear a deep growling inside me, i didn't know i made sounds like that. Faith's luscious mouth find my ear and she licks up it's length her fingers parting the lips of my sex. She pulls me tighter to her body and my eyelids flutter shut by their own accord.
"No...keep them open..."The slayer gasps as she grinds herself against my backside "Don't close your eyes"Then i could feel her chin resting on my shoulder as she sniffed me. Odd but erotic...it must be a slayer thing. Dipping her head she bites my neck firmly as she sinks two fingers into my wetness. "OH....God!"oh god...It hurts! but...oooohh...i think i’m a bit of a masochist then cuz it feels so good! Like fire, a slow burn...slow that is until she starts all but pistoning in and out of me. Such small digits making my body ache all over...she knows exactly where to touch me, what makes my breath hitch and what gets a growl. It's like she studied me, like she knows me better that i do myself. It's like we've been lovers since day one only this is the only time I've ever been with her in this way. There were no kisses, no not-so-innocent touches, no staring and oogling...-that i know of-.
"FUCK!"christ! Did i just say that out loud!
Faith dismisses it like it's as natural for me to have the mouth of a sailor as one of my babble sessions, she's lost now. The only way this would stop would be to knock her unconscious but i don't want it to stop...i never wanna stop. Pushing a little deeper i have to choak back a scream as she presses against my g-spot. My visions blurry, like static on the television around everything. I can't seem to get enough oxygen to my longues though i’m taking slow shaking breaths so oxygen should be getting to my brain...it just isn't. What the hell am i doing? i mean, Oz....and i’m not....
no MDR.
i mean it's just fingers....right? I'm not doing anything wrong.
life is short; buffy told me that the first day we met, so this is me seizing the day and speaking of, i'm getting sick of this "oh, i knew you'd do the right thing"thing people keep saying to me. I'm not that goody-goody....I mean I-I cheated on a science test in the 7th grade. I was a look out when a couple students smoked on campus...I'm bad. Grrr?
No I came here tonight to escape, to be none-me. Freedom. And what is sex but an escape and freeing ?
Complete sensory overload.
Suddenly it feels as if i’m flying, detached from my body though muted sensations still pulse through me. The pleasure i felt caused my spirit to exit my body it was so intense. then everything goes black.
Strong arms holding me around the waist, the cold metal of the railing biting into my skin.Blinking a few rapid times i summon up the strength to look over my shoulder at the bringer of my earth shattering pleasure.Faith,whom has been classed as a "drugged-out skank ho"(or so buffy says),looks possitively beautiful her brown eyes smouldering in their intensity a thin sheen of sweat covering her skin and occasionally beading to run down her neck and through the valley between her breasts.Turning in her arms we come face to face,her mouth in hanging open as she forces air in and out of her lungs and all the while she's still smiling."Hey..."she breathes and pulls me closer to her "you sorta passed out for a second,you okay?"
i find myself laughing (don't ask me what's funny because i honestly have no idea)and i gathering my sanity back after a few moments,"I've been fucked to oblivion and back...how would you feel?"The she starts to laugh, her husky voice resonating in her chest.I wrap my arms around her neck and we stand there ,more like leaning against the railing for support actually,laughing in eachothers arms.Then she started to kiss me again...the slow restrained type of kiss that leaves you secretly wanting more or not so secretly in faiths case.She pulls me closer and we stumble back away from the railing and further into the shadows near the back of the balcony.once we were against the wall and fully concelled in the darkness she began moving down my neck planting soft hungry kisses while her hands pulled at the material of my shirt.Believe me when i say i was too far gone to care that as,with her help, i shuck my shirt over my head.I’m a slave to the rhythm...god am i ever.She starts to kiss around my collarbone and the span of skin between there and the top of my breasts.Her hands move down to undo my pants and mine move to unfasten the last two butons of her blouse.Her six pack feels so good beneath my fingers and i can't help the gasp that escapes my parted lips as i touch them.
"hey red"she breaks are kiss to ask pressing her forhead to mine in a loving manner"i got an oral fixation...care to help me out?"
"yeah...sure"like i wanted to stop her from what she was going to do...thus far it had been amazing.Giving me one last chaste kiss she pulls my pants around my ankles and she's on her knees now...oral?....fixation?...
holy hand grenades!! she's going to...to...
she buries her nose in the crotch of my panties and it presses against my clit slightly.She grabbs my knees to keep me on balance as i sway a little.Sensually she pulls my panties aside and does a top-to-bottom lick of my most senstive parts....Ooooooo, that's nice.....oh.Then she does this thing with her tongue...a little swirly motion and i all but collapse right on top of her.Finally she pulls my panties around my ankles and dives in like I’m an "all you can eat" buffet, not that im complaining.....cuz God!I hope Oz will be half as good at this sort of thing as faith is.Her lips close around my clit and she laps at it like a hungry kitten.She's the hungry kiten and I’m the bowl of cream....god am i ever!Grabbing my hips with steady hands she pulls me down and quests deeper with that wonderful tongue of hers.I’m already on the edge as it is and it doesn't take long before I’m stuffing my hand in my mouth to muffle the scream as i climax my limp body sinking to the floor.
Author: girl_in_her_bed
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary:when her puppy's away...willow will stray
Rating: adult?
Pairing: Faith/Willow
Authors Note: i wrote this back during my freshmen year of HS so..it might not be perfect.
******
I remember back in my senior year of highschool,when Faith first strolled into our lives and how my veiws on what was right and what was wrong started to shift.God...i was so....untainted back then...wow.Alot of people think that i tell buffy everything but over the years a lot of secret happenings and feelings have accumulated.It's not that i don't want to tell her it's more like if i did she might question what type of person i am and i don't wanna take that chance.See....because something happened i never told buffy about, between me and faith.Something i've kept a secret from her with good reason.I don't regret it.Faith never lacked on sexuality and the experience is something i'll never forget,first times at things tend to be like that.The real reason no one else knows is....it happened twice...i let it happen twice.Once before the whole rouge-thing and another after...when i was kiddnapped.I swear, it's not my fault.I was a slave to the many chemicals that frequent my body.Sooo not me.Plus i mean, really, who doesn't want or hasn't thought of faith that way.Even the straightest of straight girls have,buffy did... geez if she only knew.
A strong dark energy....thinking of this now Faith and Kennedy are sort of alike in some ways, though kenn could never compare.Faith's strength was raw and emotional, she went through alot that caused her to grow up much faster than she had too.An overactive thrill gene thrown in just adds to the fun.I remember the night so vividly...i was sitting in the bronze alone.Buffy was with Angel, Xander was with Cordelia and Oz was in San Francisco with the Dingos.I had worn my retro-punk tight plaid pants-which i love-and a worn old sexpistols t-shirt.Sitting at one of the tables facing the dance floor i saw her,her body moving in such a sensual way it bordered on hypnotic.So much skin exposed that it might have been a better idea to just dance in her bra and panties.I felt guilty looking at her, like it was somehow wrong and naughty but i couldn't bring myself to look anywhere else.She just looked like a comicbook temptress...with her dark exotic beauty.
I was already a goner when i walked into the club.My eyes were locked on her face as she danced,then her eyes opened and our gazes met.Closer by Nine Inch Nails started playing over the stereo....you know the "I wanna fuck you like an animal" song.Houston we have a problem.Shamelessly running her tongue over her full lips she crooked a finger my way silently asking me to join her on the dancefloor.my feet began to move toward her like they had a mind of their own.Faster than i expected i was there with her so close i could feel the heat coming off her skin.
//you let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
you let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you//
"So...what's good girl red doing all alone?"she cooed continuing to dance circles around me.Her little white blouse tied at her navel, little school girls garb...oh god.Her black victoria secret pushup bra clearly visible.
"everybody's gone"i gulped as she grabbed my waist from behind and pressed her body against my back.
"i'm lonely...wanna dance with me?"she brushed the hair away from my neck and got close to my ear "this is one of my fav songs"
"i-i-i....i can't dance"
"That's bullshit, i've seen you... i need to teach you a few new steps" she touched her lips to my earlobe "is that cool with you?"
"it's fine"i blurted like an idiot.
"cool"
She walked back infront of me and grabbed me by the shoulders smiling "let the music move you"her hands moved to my hips as she moved them with hers.Sex is power and the slayer knew it.
//help me I broke apart my insides, help me I’ve got no soul to sell
help me the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself//
Her eyes twinkled as her fingers went beneath the waistband of my pants, over my panties, and she grabbed my ass pulling me into her our faces milimeters away "Give us a kiss?"
Those lips i had dreamed about were moving foreward faster than i had atticipated but when she took my bottom lip between hers the spark that had begun to take flame in the pit of my stomache suddenly felt as if it had been douced in gasoline.Frozen for a moment in shock at this new feeling i quickly recipricated and we were open mouth kissing...gasping for air as the music and the people became a distant memory.She eased her thigh between my legs and began to move her hips.
//I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside//
unconsciously i began rocking against the muscular tome, oblivious to everything else.No longer could i hear the lyrics but the rhythm of the steady backbeat lingered.I wanted to touch her...feel her but my goodnatured timidness got the best of me.She on the other hand had no problem with groping,as expected, and one hand left my ass so it could move between our bodies.She broke the kiss panting heavily "Damn....hey...." she stared into my eyes "tell me you want this...Tell me you want my fingers curled deep inside you as I fuck you to oblivion and back...Say it."
I couldn't speak,i tried but all that came out was pathetic little squeeks.
//help me tear down my reason, help me its' your sex I can smell
help me you make me perfect, help me become somebody else//
Standing there gasping the one whole word that left my vocal cords was a lusty whimpered "Please...."A devilish smile appeared on her face as she took a step back and i heard myself whimper again from the loss of contact...her body,her skin.I wanted it.All of it.She took my hand and led me up to the balcony which was,for the most part, deserted.
**********
In a hazed state i was dragged to near the railing facing the stage and the crowd below, each person lost in the rhythm coming through the speakers. Faith pressed her body against me from behind easing her hands up under my shirt sensually caressing my lower back,"I never knew females got you so hot willow"A mirthful chuckle sent vibrations across our joined skin,"MDR...."
MDR? That has to be an acronym but for what?
"MDR..."i mumbled hopelessly, so I'm not going to be talking coherently anytime soon i can live with that.
"Muff Diver Rebel, honey...you’re like me"she cooed huskily"...work both sides"
"never...i haven't"those fingers are tracing the elastic of my panties now...so near but still miles away from were they should be. God....Please....Don't...Stop.
"A virgin? well sweetie"her hand delved further now just at millimeters away from my clit "It's your lucky day"
Faith told me one night after a scooby meeting after this incident how she took sex with the different sexes differently (i swear that's an actual logical statement, don't worry i had to double-take it too)She explained to me that with guys it was use em and lose em, get yours and kick them out before they get there's. Fucking a guy is about thinking only about yourself. With girls, it's about them and you. She told me how she loved to look at a girl while she's pleasuring them, how beautiful they were. How she's more willing to spend a whole night with a woman (not that she ever has but the options there).
It's about eroticism and passion, every touch burns and lingers. Each gasp, each moan like mind altering music. A woman's body, each dip and curve like primal poetry.
there are three words: having sex, fucking, making love. Fucking is raw, dirty -doggy style in the back of your brothers work truck-one night stand deals. Having sex is a small release -your going out to take care of yourself after a bad break up or the whole friends with benefits thing-limited emotional attachment. Making love is, well, the total surrender of oneself, giving up total control-Tara and I, we made love regardless of how wild it was, how if it were a one night stand it would be considered an amazing fuck. We always made love-.
I could hear a deep growling inside me, i didn't know i made sounds like that. Faith's luscious mouth find my ear and she licks up it's length her fingers parting the lips of my sex. She pulls me tighter to her body and my eyelids flutter shut by their own accord.
"No...keep them open..."The slayer gasps as she grinds herself against my backside "Don't close your eyes"Then i could feel her chin resting on my shoulder as she sniffed me. Odd but erotic...it must be a slayer thing. Dipping her head she bites my neck firmly as she sinks two fingers into my wetness. "OH....God!"oh god...It hurts! but...oooohh...i think i’m a bit of a masochist then cuz it feels so good! Like fire, a slow burn...slow that is until she starts all but pistoning in and out of me. Such small digits making my body ache all over...she knows exactly where to touch me, what makes my breath hitch and what gets a growl. It's like she studied me, like she knows me better that i do myself. It's like we've been lovers since day one only this is the only time I've ever been with her in this way. There were no kisses, no not-so-innocent touches, no staring and oogling...-that i know of-.
"FUCK!"christ! Did i just say that out loud!
Faith dismisses it like it's as natural for me to have the mouth of a sailor as one of my babble sessions, she's lost now. The only way this would stop would be to knock her unconscious but i don't want it to stop...i never wanna stop. Pushing a little deeper i have to choak back a scream as she presses against my g-spot. My visions blurry, like static on the television around everything. I can't seem to get enough oxygen to my longues though i’m taking slow shaking breaths so oxygen should be getting to my brain...it just isn't. What the hell am i doing? i mean, Oz....and i’m not....
no MDR.
i mean it's just fingers....right? I'm not doing anything wrong.
life is short; buffy told me that the first day we met, so this is me seizing the day and speaking of, i'm getting sick of this "oh, i knew you'd do the right thing"thing people keep saying to me. I'm not that goody-goody....I mean I-I cheated on a science test in the 7th grade. I was a look out when a couple students smoked on campus...I'm bad. Grrr?
No I came here tonight to escape, to be none-me. Freedom. And what is sex but an escape and freeing ?
Complete sensory overload.
Suddenly it feels as if i’m flying, detached from my body though muted sensations still pulse through me. The pleasure i felt caused my spirit to exit my body it was so intense. then everything goes black.
Strong arms holding me around the waist, the cold metal of the railing biting into my skin.Blinking a few rapid times i summon up the strength to look over my shoulder at the bringer of my earth shattering pleasure.Faith,whom has been classed as a "drugged-out skank ho"(or so buffy says),looks possitively beautiful her brown eyes smouldering in their intensity a thin sheen of sweat covering her skin and occasionally beading to run down her neck and through the valley between her breasts.Turning in her arms we come face to face,her mouth in hanging open as she forces air in and out of her lungs and all the while she's still smiling."Hey..."she breathes and pulls me closer to her "you sorta passed out for a second,you okay?"
i find myself laughing (don't ask me what's funny because i honestly have no idea)and i gathering my sanity back after a few moments,"I've been fucked to oblivion and back...how would you feel?"The she starts to laugh, her husky voice resonating in her chest.I wrap my arms around her neck and we stand there ,more like leaning against the railing for support actually,laughing in eachothers arms.Then she started to kiss me again...the slow restrained type of kiss that leaves you secretly wanting more or not so secretly in faiths case.She pulls me closer and we stumble back away from the railing and further into the shadows near the back of the balcony.once we were against the wall and fully concelled in the darkness she began moving down my neck planting soft hungry kisses while her hands pulled at the material of my shirt.Believe me when i say i was too far gone to care that as,with her help, i shuck my shirt over my head.I’m a slave to the rhythm...god am i ever.She starts to kiss around my collarbone and the span of skin between there and the top of my breasts.Her hands move down to undo my pants and mine move to unfasten the last two butons of her blouse.Her six pack feels so good beneath my fingers and i can't help the gasp that escapes my parted lips as i touch them.
"hey red"she breaks are kiss to ask pressing her forhead to mine in a loving manner"i got an oral fixation...care to help me out?"
"yeah...sure"like i wanted to stop her from what she was going to do...thus far it had been amazing.Giving me one last chaste kiss she pulls my pants around my ankles and she's on her knees now...oral?....fixation?...
holy hand grenades!! she's going to...to...
she buries her nose in the crotch of my panties and it presses against my clit slightly.She grabbs my knees to keep me on balance as i sway a little.Sensually she pulls my panties aside and does a top-to-bottom lick of my most senstive parts....Ooooooo, that's nice.....oh.Then she does this thing with her tongue...a little swirly motion and i all but collapse right on top of her.Finally she pulls my panties around my ankles and dives in like I’m an "all you can eat" buffet, not that im complaining.....cuz God!I hope Oz will be half as good at this sort of thing as faith is.Her lips close around my clit and she laps at it like a hungry kitten.She's the hungry kiten and I’m the bowl of cream....god am i ever!Grabbing my hips with steady hands she pulls me down and quests deeper with that wonderful tongue of hers.I’m already on the edge as it is and it doesn't take long before I’m stuffing my hand in my mouth to muffle the scream as i climax my limp body sinking to the floor.