Swimming *smirk*
Ok, first of all? I did not get scared on Tower of Terror! So I was a little startled, but NOT scared! You hear that, Red? Am I comin' in loud and clear? Little rides don't scare me. I'm a fuckin' slayer! I can handle a little drop. Just got startled, that's all. It's not like they warn you before it drops. You're just sittin' there, all five by five, and suddenly BAM! You're free fallin' when just a second ago you're thinking, "God, is this ever lame. Where's the freakin' drama?"
So, startled? Yea. Surprised? Hell yea. Scared? FUCK NO! I don't do scared, got it?
Ok, enough of me doin' the whiner gig. So, there's this chick, right? Wicked moody and always seems to be in the same place we're at. I'm still bitter she took my place on Space Mountain. Sure, I could've slapped her one, and said, "Bitch! Get outa my seat before I take you out!" But, it's Disney. Not gonna make a scene in front of the G rated crowd.
Now, I figured once we moved on to the next park we'd be rid of her. But who do we see over at MGM? The "rudo girl" as Red likes to call her. So, what I'm tryin' to figure out here is - what gives? Why us? If she's got a beef with us, why the hell doesn't she just come on over and tell us, instead of following us around with the stalker routine.
But, screw that.
I aint gonna waste my fun vacation worrying about why some chick with a bad attitude is obsessed with us. Maybe, she just thinks I'm hot. Cocky of me, yea, but come on now, girl's got dome definite bad ass vibes goin' on and here I am, all decked out in my "fear me, I wear black" digs. Maybe she's just lookin' for a piece of ass?
I mean, shit, look what I did to B when I had a crush on her. I totally fucked her over in the worst way. Almost killed her. But Red aint exactly buyin' my theory here. She thinks this chick is up to something bad. Guess we can't go ona trouble free vacation after all. Bummer.
"Come on, Faith," Willow started from her place on the ledge of the pool. We left the Studios early, decided to get in a good swim. Hotel pool was wicked snazzy. And hey, I could use a good work out. Figure I'd get in a few laps, and that'd make up for the lack of slay.
"Do you really believe what you're saying? She's stalking us because she LIKES you? You have a bigger head than I thought! A-and I mean that in the nicest way possible."
I reached over and held on to the ledge. Couldn't exactly stand in the 6 feet zone. "I'm just sayin' that people do fucked up things when they got a crush. Maybe her way of sayin' she wants to make nice with is to be a bitch."
Willow just rolled her eyes. What? Was it really that farfetched. "Well, you better not decide that the way to solve this problem is to sleep with her to get her of our case!"
"Like I would," I snapped back. "She aint my type. And I'm gonna sound wicked cheesy, but I got you, so I don't need her or anybody else. All right? Or do I gotta buy you a dozen roses and all that sappy shit to get you to see that?"
"I know," she smiled down at me. "I was just teasing you. But I liked that answer. It earns you a kiss."
She leaned down and reached her hand around the back of my neck. Then her lips were on mine and I couldn't help but think how lucky we were to have this pool all to ourselves. I deepened the kiss and slipped in my tongue, caressin' hers with mine. She moaned softly into the kiss as I lowered my mouth and began to suck on her lower lip.
"Mmm Faith," she mumbled through the kisses. "We shouldn't….someone could…"
I pulled away, grinnin' at her. "So what? Come on Red, live dangerously."
She swallowed hard when I began to caress her thighs. They were right at the level of my head so I soon replaced my fingertips with my tongue, runnin' it across her smooth sunburned flesh. Hmm, might have to rub some lotion on that later on. Wouldn't want her gettin' all sore now, would we? Means less fun for me later and that just sucks.
"Faith," she moaned again. "I-I like the danger b-but anyone could come out here…like kids! Yes! Little, Mickey mouse ear wearing kids who it wouldn't be good for them to see two women making with the sexy right in the pool they're going to swim with in their little water wings and inner tubes and -"
And I'd had about enough of her babble about why we shouldn't. I could only think of why we should. So I grabbed her legs and pulled her into the water with me. She shrieked when she resurfaced from the depths of the pool and glared at me, totally enraged by this whole sitch.
"UGH! HOW DARE YOU!"
"Oh shut up," I growled and pulled her to me. "You know you want it was bad as I do. So chill out, Red. Find the fun a little."
I reached into her bikini bottoms and began to massage her clit with my fingers. Girl looked like maybe she'd protest at first, but I knew Red. As soon as my fingers started workin', there was no fucking way she was gonna say no!
"I hate you, you know that?" she said bitterly, but a smile was on her face, and her arms were already wrapped around my neck, her fingers quickly untying the strings of my bikini. "You're so bad Faith."
I just smirked at her. "It's why you can't resist me. I always knew you had the hots for bad girls Red. Couldn't fool me."
She pressed her lips on mine once more. Guess I should take that as a yes, huh? Girl was all over me in seconds! My fingers continued to rub roughly at her center, reaching her opening, but never plungin' in. I was gonna draw this baby out, ya know? I just played at her clit the best I could with her bikini bottoms still on. That is, 'till my little strawberry got bold and pulled 'em off herself. Now that was something I was expecting!
"Whoa, Red," I laughed. "Gettin' frisky on me now, huh?"
"Mmm Faith," she husked, soundin' more like me now than her. Trippy. But, also? Sexy as all hell! And for the millionth time I was I askin' myself when this girl got so hot? When back in the day, I never woulda looked twice at her. Damn! "Take me now."
And was I gonna argue with that? Fuck no! I circled her clit with my thumb and slid my forefinger easily inside her. I pushed my finger slowly in and out of her, while she buried her head between my breasts. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught side of my top and her bottoms floatin' the water. Damn, if anybody did decide to come out for a swim, were they ever gonna get a surprise! Shit!
I could feel her tongue dance nimbly over my nipples, hardening them, and then closing in on them, her warm mouth suckling and her blunt teeth nipping. I arched into her mouth and threw my head back, cryin' out her name. Oh god, was the girl ever drivin' me insane!!
I increased the pace of my finger, adding in another, and felt her grow weaker against me. Her hands gripped tightly to my shoulders and I held us both up with my free hand, grippin' at that ledge like mad. Her hips began to move in time with my thrusts, and soon enough we were back once again in our erotic dance of slayer and witch.
"More Faith," she moaned out. "Oh god, how I need you!"
I could feel her desire comin' off her waves. It echoed in my body and I groaned, wishin' her mouth would stop its torture of my breasts and move southward. I could feel my nipples grow more sensitive with every lick, with every bite, hell with every flick of her tongue, I was left whimperin' like a baby. I couldn't help the fervor in my body, and every time I thought she couldn't get me any hotter, I was proven wrong.
I could almost feel the cement crumble under my strong grip with the amount of need I was holdin' back. Fuck, I needed her inside me now, needed to feel her slender fingers glide across my clit and then pump into me, hard and fast. I'd had enough foreplay, I just wanted to get straight to the point 'cause Hell, I needed it. And I needed it bad. Didn't even matter that I was still on the sore side from the other night. Wasn't gonna ask for another fisting, but a finger or two wouldn't hurt.
"Willow," I groaned out, pushin' her head away from my swollen nipples. "I appreciate the suckling and all, but I need you," I let go of the ledge and guided her hand down to my crotch. "Here."
She nodded her head and slid her hand beneath the material of my bikini bottoms. I almost screamed when she wasted no time in slippin' in two fingers. Weird, huh? Never thought I'd get so vocal about things. Some grunts and moans, yea. But full out screams? Never. And yet, here I was, bitin' my lip to keep myself from bringin' down the hotel security.
And now the two of us, were both thrustin' away at each other, with me still holdin' up our weight. Man, was she ever lucky I was a slayer. Any normal person would've drowned by now. Either that, or taken it to the shallow. I felt her inner walls contract around my fingers and I knew she was close. Just a little more, and she'd be the one bitin' her lip. I added one more finger and pressed down hard on clit, not lettin' go till I felt her body begin to spasm around my head.
"That's it Red," I encouraged her in a low voice. "Ride that wave, babe!"
And that's when she added her own good hard thrusts and went right back to my breasts for some more. And once again, I found myself at the brink, just holdin' on. A little more and I'd be…
"OH FUCK WILLOW!"
So much for that not screamin' thing, huh? My orgasm hit me as her teeth closed around a nipple and her fingers thrusted deep inside where I was already feelin' wicked sensitive. And this time? I did feel the cement crumble at the intensity I felt in me. Red was already relaxing against me, my fingers slippin' out of her easily.
"Was that good for you, baby?" she joked when I opened my eyes and let out a shaky breath.
"Hell yea," I replied with a shit eatin' grin on my face. "What about you? You over your fear of public screwin' now?"
She nuzzled her face into my neck and softly answered, "I think so." She left her face up, those big green eyes starin' up into mine. "But Faith, where did your top and my bottoms end up?"
I shrugged and laughed. "Beats me." I surveyed the now still water of the pool and spotted 'em over in the shallow. Man, we really must've been goin' at it for a long time.
I reluctantly let go of Red and decided to swim my way over there before somebody came out to see what all the screamin' was about. Kinda figured this was something we could get kicked out for. So, I grabbed 'em quick and swam back in no time.
Just as I was tyin' my top back on I heard a soft chuckle. And not just any laugh, it was familiar to me. Not sure why…but it reminded me of someone. Just, he's dead. So it couldn't be. Not unless I was goin' crazy again, and I really didn't think that was the case this time.
"How are my two favorite last surviving members of the old Scooby Gang?"
HOLY SHIT! It was him. Spun around, and there we was. Xander Harris. Hadn't seen the guy in ages, but I'd recognize him anywhere. Nothin' changed on him…except for this weird glowy thing around him.
Will gasped beside me, obviously thinkin' the same thing I was. Which was, "WHAT. THE. FUCK!"
"X-Xander?" Red stammered out, all the color leavin' her face. So much for those after sex cuddles.
"In the flesh," he replied with a smile. "Or more precisely, in the not able to touch flesh."
"But you…you're dead," she whispered, obviously freakin' big time over this. Was this some kinda illusion? 'Cause I was pretty damn thrown here too. "I saw you…the Hellmouth…and…" she chocked back a sob. I found myself holdin' her protectively to me. If this was some kinda joke…
"It's not a joke Faith," he told me.
Whoa! "You read minds now, X man?" I asked, stunned by this.
"It's a perk of being a guardian angel type guy. I can read the thoughts important for me to know."
"Guardian Angel?" Yea, I was skeptical. I didn't believe in all that heavenly crap. "You gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me, man. Tell me another story, maybe I'll find it less believable than this one."
He just shrugged, not really bothered by my sharp tongue. Bummer. "Believe me or don't but I'm here to tell you something that you both need to know unless you want to be joining me real soon."
Ok, so that got my attention. And obvisouly, Red's too, 'cause she stopped shakin' so bad and looked kind of…happy? "It really is you Xander. Goddess, you don't know how much I missed you! And Buffy…and everyone. Are…are you guys all ok."
"We're fine, Wills," he answered. "Got to admit, none of us were too pleased to be dead, but we're dealing with it. And we want to help the two of you out."
"Why me?" I asked. Suddenly feelin; all with the skeptical again. Why'd they wanna help me? I only caused them pain and they hadn't been around me the past few months to know I'd changed. Either they really were watchin' me, or they were a whole lot more forgiving then I thought. And since I never got a visit, or a phone call, or even a fuckin' postcard, I was kinda thinkin' it was reason number one. "Why would you wanna help me? You guys hate me."
Xander smiled sadly at me. "You see Faith, when you're dead? All those old hatreds really don't matter anymore and you're with our Wills now. So if she trusts you, so do we." Damn, I was feelin' wicked touched here. "And hey, who needs Showtime when I get the live show on a nightly basis!"
Willow started to blush. But me? I found it kinda amusing that even when dead, Xander still couldn't get enough of the hot girl-on-girl action. "So, my good are so great you can't stop ooglin' them even when you're dead. Wicked!"
"What is it that you wanted to tell us?" Willow asked, interruptin' our would-be banter about just how sexy I am.
"You know that girl who's been following you around?" We both nodded. "Well, tomorrow, at around 6 PM, she's going to blow up the Cinderella castle, with an explosion that's going to kill dozens of innocents."
Oh fuck!
So, startled? Yea. Surprised? Hell yea. Scared? FUCK NO! I don't do scared, got it?
Ok, enough of me doin' the whiner gig. So, there's this chick, right? Wicked moody and always seems to be in the same place we're at. I'm still bitter she took my place on Space Mountain. Sure, I could've slapped her one, and said, "Bitch! Get outa my seat before I take you out!" But, it's Disney. Not gonna make a scene in front of the G rated crowd.
Now, I figured once we moved on to the next park we'd be rid of her. But who do we see over at MGM? The "rudo girl" as Red likes to call her. So, what I'm tryin' to figure out here is - what gives? Why us? If she's got a beef with us, why the hell doesn't she just come on over and tell us, instead of following us around with the stalker routine.
But, screw that.
I aint gonna waste my fun vacation worrying about why some chick with a bad attitude is obsessed with us. Maybe, she just thinks I'm hot. Cocky of me, yea, but come on now, girl's got dome definite bad ass vibes goin' on and here I am, all decked out in my "fear me, I wear black" digs. Maybe she's just lookin' for a piece of ass?
I mean, shit, look what I did to B when I had a crush on her. I totally fucked her over in the worst way. Almost killed her. But Red aint exactly buyin' my theory here. She thinks this chick is up to something bad. Guess we can't go ona trouble free vacation after all. Bummer.
"Come on, Faith," Willow started from her place on the ledge of the pool. We left the Studios early, decided to get in a good swim. Hotel pool was wicked snazzy. And hey, I could use a good work out. Figure I'd get in a few laps, and that'd make up for the lack of slay.
"Do you really believe what you're saying? She's stalking us because she LIKES you? You have a bigger head than I thought! A-and I mean that in the nicest way possible."
I reached over and held on to the ledge. Couldn't exactly stand in the 6 feet zone. "I'm just sayin' that people do fucked up things when they got a crush. Maybe her way of sayin' she wants to make nice with is to be a bitch."
Willow just rolled her eyes. What? Was it really that farfetched. "Well, you better not decide that the way to solve this problem is to sleep with her to get her of our case!"
"Like I would," I snapped back. "She aint my type. And I'm gonna sound wicked cheesy, but I got you, so I don't need her or anybody else. All right? Or do I gotta buy you a dozen roses and all that sappy shit to get you to see that?"
"I know," she smiled down at me. "I was just teasing you. But I liked that answer. It earns you a kiss."
She leaned down and reached her hand around the back of my neck. Then her lips were on mine and I couldn't help but think how lucky we were to have this pool all to ourselves. I deepened the kiss and slipped in my tongue, caressin' hers with mine. She moaned softly into the kiss as I lowered my mouth and began to suck on her lower lip.
"Mmm Faith," she mumbled through the kisses. "We shouldn't….someone could…"
I pulled away, grinnin' at her. "So what? Come on Red, live dangerously."
She swallowed hard when I began to caress her thighs. They were right at the level of my head so I soon replaced my fingertips with my tongue, runnin' it across her smooth sunburned flesh. Hmm, might have to rub some lotion on that later on. Wouldn't want her gettin' all sore now, would we? Means less fun for me later and that just sucks.
"Faith," she moaned again. "I-I like the danger b-but anyone could come out here…like kids! Yes! Little, Mickey mouse ear wearing kids who it wouldn't be good for them to see two women making with the sexy right in the pool they're going to swim with in their little water wings and inner tubes and -"
And I'd had about enough of her babble about why we shouldn't. I could only think of why we should. So I grabbed her legs and pulled her into the water with me. She shrieked when she resurfaced from the depths of the pool and glared at me, totally enraged by this whole sitch.
"UGH! HOW DARE YOU!"
"Oh shut up," I growled and pulled her to me. "You know you want it was bad as I do. So chill out, Red. Find the fun a little."
I reached into her bikini bottoms and began to massage her clit with my fingers. Girl looked like maybe she'd protest at first, but I knew Red. As soon as my fingers started workin', there was no fucking way she was gonna say no!
"I hate you, you know that?" she said bitterly, but a smile was on her face, and her arms were already wrapped around my neck, her fingers quickly untying the strings of my bikini. "You're so bad Faith."
I just smirked at her. "It's why you can't resist me. I always knew you had the hots for bad girls Red. Couldn't fool me."
She pressed her lips on mine once more. Guess I should take that as a yes, huh? Girl was all over me in seconds! My fingers continued to rub roughly at her center, reaching her opening, but never plungin' in. I was gonna draw this baby out, ya know? I just played at her clit the best I could with her bikini bottoms still on. That is, 'till my little strawberry got bold and pulled 'em off herself. Now that was something I was expecting!
"Whoa, Red," I laughed. "Gettin' frisky on me now, huh?"
"Mmm Faith," she husked, soundin' more like me now than her. Trippy. But, also? Sexy as all hell! And for the millionth time I was I askin' myself when this girl got so hot? When back in the day, I never woulda looked twice at her. Damn! "Take me now."
And was I gonna argue with that? Fuck no! I circled her clit with my thumb and slid my forefinger easily inside her. I pushed my finger slowly in and out of her, while she buried her head between my breasts. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught side of my top and her bottoms floatin' the water. Damn, if anybody did decide to come out for a swim, were they ever gonna get a surprise! Shit!
I could feel her tongue dance nimbly over my nipples, hardening them, and then closing in on them, her warm mouth suckling and her blunt teeth nipping. I arched into her mouth and threw my head back, cryin' out her name. Oh god, was the girl ever drivin' me insane!!
I increased the pace of my finger, adding in another, and felt her grow weaker against me. Her hands gripped tightly to my shoulders and I held us both up with my free hand, grippin' at that ledge like mad. Her hips began to move in time with my thrusts, and soon enough we were back once again in our erotic dance of slayer and witch.
"More Faith," she moaned out. "Oh god, how I need you!"
I could feel her desire comin' off her waves. It echoed in my body and I groaned, wishin' her mouth would stop its torture of my breasts and move southward. I could feel my nipples grow more sensitive with every lick, with every bite, hell with every flick of her tongue, I was left whimperin' like a baby. I couldn't help the fervor in my body, and every time I thought she couldn't get me any hotter, I was proven wrong.
I could almost feel the cement crumble under my strong grip with the amount of need I was holdin' back. Fuck, I needed her inside me now, needed to feel her slender fingers glide across my clit and then pump into me, hard and fast. I'd had enough foreplay, I just wanted to get straight to the point 'cause Hell, I needed it. And I needed it bad. Didn't even matter that I was still on the sore side from the other night. Wasn't gonna ask for another fisting, but a finger or two wouldn't hurt.
"Willow," I groaned out, pushin' her head away from my swollen nipples. "I appreciate the suckling and all, but I need you," I let go of the ledge and guided her hand down to my crotch. "Here."
She nodded her head and slid her hand beneath the material of my bikini bottoms. I almost screamed when she wasted no time in slippin' in two fingers. Weird, huh? Never thought I'd get so vocal about things. Some grunts and moans, yea. But full out screams? Never. And yet, here I was, bitin' my lip to keep myself from bringin' down the hotel security.
And now the two of us, were both thrustin' away at each other, with me still holdin' up our weight. Man, was she ever lucky I was a slayer. Any normal person would've drowned by now. Either that, or taken it to the shallow. I felt her inner walls contract around my fingers and I knew she was close. Just a little more, and she'd be the one bitin' her lip. I added one more finger and pressed down hard on clit, not lettin' go till I felt her body begin to spasm around my head.
"That's it Red," I encouraged her in a low voice. "Ride that wave, babe!"
And that's when she added her own good hard thrusts and went right back to my breasts for some more. And once again, I found myself at the brink, just holdin' on. A little more and I'd be…
"OH FUCK WILLOW!"
So much for that not screamin' thing, huh? My orgasm hit me as her teeth closed around a nipple and her fingers thrusted deep inside where I was already feelin' wicked sensitive. And this time? I did feel the cement crumble at the intensity I felt in me. Red was already relaxing against me, my fingers slippin' out of her easily.
"Was that good for you, baby?" she joked when I opened my eyes and let out a shaky breath.
"Hell yea," I replied with a shit eatin' grin on my face. "What about you? You over your fear of public screwin' now?"
She nuzzled her face into my neck and softly answered, "I think so." She left her face up, those big green eyes starin' up into mine. "But Faith, where did your top and my bottoms end up?"
I shrugged and laughed. "Beats me." I surveyed the now still water of the pool and spotted 'em over in the shallow. Man, we really must've been goin' at it for a long time.
I reluctantly let go of Red and decided to swim my way over there before somebody came out to see what all the screamin' was about. Kinda figured this was something we could get kicked out for. So, I grabbed 'em quick and swam back in no time.
Just as I was tyin' my top back on I heard a soft chuckle. And not just any laugh, it was familiar to me. Not sure why…but it reminded me of someone. Just, he's dead. So it couldn't be. Not unless I was goin' crazy again, and I really didn't think that was the case this time.
"How are my two favorite last surviving members of the old Scooby Gang?"
HOLY SHIT! It was him. Spun around, and there we was. Xander Harris. Hadn't seen the guy in ages, but I'd recognize him anywhere. Nothin' changed on him…except for this weird glowy thing around him.
Will gasped beside me, obviously thinkin' the same thing I was. Which was, "WHAT. THE. FUCK!"
"X-Xander?" Red stammered out, all the color leavin' her face. So much for those after sex cuddles.
"In the flesh," he replied with a smile. "Or more precisely, in the not able to touch flesh."
"But you…you're dead," she whispered, obviously freakin' big time over this. Was this some kinda illusion? 'Cause I was pretty damn thrown here too. "I saw you…the Hellmouth…and…" she chocked back a sob. I found myself holdin' her protectively to me. If this was some kinda joke…
"It's not a joke Faith," he told me.
Whoa! "You read minds now, X man?" I asked, stunned by this.
"It's a perk of being a guardian angel type guy. I can read the thoughts important for me to know."
"Guardian Angel?" Yea, I was skeptical. I didn't believe in all that heavenly crap. "You gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me, man. Tell me another story, maybe I'll find it less believable than this one."
He just shrugged, not really bothered by my sharp tongue. Bummer. "Believe me or don't but I'm here to tell you something that you both need to know unless you want to be joining me real soon."
Ok, so that got my attention. And obvisouly, Red's too, 'cause she stopped shakin' so bad and looked kind of…happy? "It really is you Xander. Goddess, you don't know how much I missed you! And Buffy…and everyone. Are…are you guys all ok."
"We're fine, Wills," he answered. "Got to admit, none of us were too pleased to be dead, but we're dealing with it. And we want to help the two of you out."
"Why me?" I asked. Suddenly feelin; all with the skeptical again. Why'd they wanna help me? I only caused them pain and they hadn't been around me the past few months to know I'd changed. Either they really were watchin' me, or they were a whole lot more forgiving then I thought. And since I never got a visit, or a phone call, or even a fuckin' postcard, I was kinda thinkin' it was reason number one. "Why would you wanna help me? You guys hate me."
Xander smiled sadly at me. "You see Faith, when you're dead? All those old hatreds really don't matter anymore and you're with our Wills now. So if she trusts you, so do we." Damn, I was feelin' wicked touched here. "And hey, who needs Showtime when I get the live show on a nightly basis!"
Willow started to blush. But me? I found it kinda amusing that even when dead, Xander still couldn't get enough of the hot girl-on-girl action. "So, my good are so great you can't stop ooglin' them even when you're dead. Wicked!"
"What is it that you wanted to tell us?" Willow asked, interruptin' our would-be banter about just how sexy I am.
"You know that girl who's been following you around?" We both nodded. "Well, tomorrow, at around 6 PM, she's going to blow up the Cinderella castle, with an explosion that's going to kill dozens of innocents."
Oh fuck!