Wanting
Wes never gave me a chance to say anything to him, cuz the next thing I knew, we were kissing and fuck if I didn't have flashbacks to the one night. I pulled away from him long enough to pull off my shirt, and yeah, I was wearing a nice lace black bra under it. I gave him a look that pretty much said, What else did you expect? before I hopped up
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Fine, I was more than happy to lose this particular little game.
"Wouldn't you like to know what I've thought, hmm? Oh, I've given you a hell of a lot of consideration since that night, Faith, and maybe, if I'm so inclined... I'll let you know."
Really? He had?
"Really would like to know, Wes," I panted as he kept twisting my nipples harder and harder and, fuck if I wasn't gonna come just from that. But before I could do or say anything else, he grabbed me and our mouths were attacking each other. I wrapped my hands around his neck to press him closer to me, cuz I wanted this fast and hard, but I wanted it to last. Didn't make sense, but... wasn't really sure when I'd get another chance like this. So I let my tongue slip into his mouth and massage his slowly at first, then harder as I sucked and pulled on his tongue until it was in my mouth and I could even nibble at it a bit.
Fuck... bet B and Giles never did this sorta training...
Never breaking our kiss, Wes began to move me until his cock slid inside and I moaned in his mouth. So much for the condoms... guess he hadn't been kidding about coming in my mouth. Which, God, only made me want him more somehow. He broke the kiss finally, and I was panting, hands flat on his chest as I looked down at him. Yeah, I was on top where I liked to be, but fuck it all, I knew I wasn't in control anymore as soon as he started talking again.
"And don't tell me you weren't thinking about me, too. Did you fantasize about that night afterwards, Faith? When you were in Sunnydale, saving the world, did you reach under the covers at night and make yourself come remembering it? And thinking about the next time?"
His blue eyes that always hypnotized me had become like fire, and my mouth was just hanging open at his words. My hips, however, had already started moving until I was slowly pumping him in and outta me, but with his hands on me? I knew he could stop me at anytime.
"Yeah..." Shit, how could he do this to me? Make me admit everything? Wasn't fair...
"Yeah, Wes, I fucked myself thinking of you. Remembering you in me, remembering your cock and your kisses and..." I'd been trying to get him all hot and bothered with my little admission, but I couldn't go on.
It was just too painful for me to give all of myself to him yet.
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'I bet you would' was the reply that clicked into place just as Faith pulled me into another burning hot kiss, but I knew there was more than just bravura in the idea. I wanted Faith to know just how often I'd thought about her since we'd parted ways, and I wanted her to know what I'd been thinking-- a sentiment that surprised all the guarded, private, closed-off parts of me. Honesty, I realized-- I wanted more than anything to be brutally and nakedly honest with Faith.
Because, perhaps, she was the only person with whom I could be.
Speaking of naked, my mind returned to the present, intense reality, and my hands moved up along Faith's spine to the clasp of her bra. As quite beautiful as it had been to work at her breasts with the garment on, it was past time for it to go away, and with a few quick movements, it was unhooked. Faith slid it off before pressing her palms against my chest.
At my questioning, Faith's expression turned to shock-- a surprise fighting with the building pleasure from the slow stroking I had begun, grinding her hot, sopping pussy against me.
"Yeah... Yeah, Wes, I fucked myself thinking of you. Remembering you in me, remembering your cock and your kisses and..."
Faith's voice trailed off, and when I saw the deep brown of her eyes darken with the rest of an unsaid truth, I pulled her down to me. My own eyes fixed hers as intensely as I'd ever felt.
"I thought about you, too... Stroked myself off to the memory of being inside your pussy as you came on it, and the hope that I'd get to feel it again..."
Our movements quickened a bit, my hips rolling upwards to meet her as Faith rode up and down, driving my cock that much deeper into herself with every stroke. The rippling tightness of her cunt made it hard to concentrate on control, but I set my jaw and breathed deeply.
Bending my head, I leaned in and captured one of Faith's nipples between my teeth, tugging at it lightly. Pistoning my cock upwards faster still, I groaned against the firm, soft flesh of her.
"I've wanted you so badly, Faith... for so long..."
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Looks like Wes was 'feeling inclined' or something, cuz that was a helluva lot more than I figured I'd get from him. I shut my eyes, smiling, just trying to get a picture of naked Wes with his hand around his cock and his mind filled with nothing but me. Pictured him coming all over himself and wished I'd been there to lick it up...
Fuck, where had that thought come from?
I leaned closer to him and rolled my hips before I started pumping his cock harder, pinching his chest as his teeth grazed my tit. "Shoulda... told me... before..." Cuz then you coulda had me, Wes. Anytime. Don't you fucking know that by now? Isn't it obvious? You came to save me and I've done nothing to deserve it, oh fuck, nothing... nothing but hurt you...
"I've wanted you so badly, Faith... for so long..."
Since when, Wes? Since SunnyD? Since I had you tied up? God, we must both be fucked in the head to want each other so bad.
I threw back my head as I came on his cock, his words and mine echoing around.
"Face it, Wesley, you really were a jerk. Always walking around as if you had some great big stake rammed up your 'English Channel'... I think I want to hear you scream."
"You never will."
"Admit it, Wesley, didn't you always kind of have the hots for me?"
"FUCK!!"
I collapsed onto his chest in a heap of tears as I continued to come.
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Panting heavily, Faith breathed words again into my ear.
"Shoulda... told me... before..."
Thoughts far too cogent for my conscious mind began to swirl in other, deeper parts of a brain still clouded and duled with the deafening sensation my body was sending it.
Before when, Faith, I wondered. Before you dropped into my life again, throwing everything out of the window but the mad and inescapable need to be the one with you? Before the night I healed part of my frozen heart with you, but that was as dark as any I'd ever known? Before the chair and the glass and the fire, when I'd hated, pitied and feared you... and still wanted to have you? Or years before when you were young and wild and I wanted nothing more than to discipline you with the flat of my hand and my cock?
A sudden, sharp hurt knocked me out of my mental wandering. It was a moment before I realized that it had been the feeling of Faith's cunt, spasming in great Slayer strength-enhanced waves around my cock. I grit my teeth and jerked my hips upwards as hard as my leverage could manage, hammering myself into her.
"FUCK!!"
Faith's body bowed, back arching sharply as the orgasm raced its way through her muscles, hard and violent and complete. She came like a crashing wave, and it retreated just as quickly. Dropping almost as if in faint against my chest, I could hear the soft sound of a quiet sob and feel the strange cool of wet against my skin, even as her pussy still rippled around me.
"Faith," I whispered, and again, "Faith..."
Raising my head, still repeating her name, I took Faith's tear-streaked face in my hands and kissed her, lips and eyes and cheeks, tasting the salt tang with a tenderness that belied the frantic, pounding fucking. I kissed her tears, not for the sadness she might know, but for the release I knew she needed.
And as if thinking the word made it real, I felt the leading edge of my own wave of climax pressing against the base of my cock. My gentle hold of her turned firm again, and burning eyes met hers.
"Faith," I groaned, "I'm coming..."
My cock went from burning hot to cool as she left, and then back to hot as her mouth engulfed me a moment before the world rumbled and I exploded.
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I was still crying into his chest, tiny spasms still racking my whole fucking body, and Wes for some dumb reason decided to kiss me. Tiny kisses, like, all over my face and eyes and it only made me cry harder. "Please... don't..."
I don't deserve it.
"Faith, I'm coming..."
I nodded and slipped off him, straddling him still but lowering my head until his cock filled my mouth. I shut my eyes and just let his come enter my mouth and slide down my throat like honey, licking my lips when I was done. It didn't feel right, though. Felt like I'd fucked it all up for us somehow just then.
"Sorry," I whispered, not really sure what the hell I was sorry for. "I'm sorry... just... fuck..."
And like that, I started crying again, curled away from Wes where he couldn't see me, and holding one of the pillows close to my chest to cover up all the fucking nakedness that I'd let him already see.
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