Buffy ficlets for fandom_stocking (Buffy/Faith, Dawn/Kennedy, Buffy&Dawn, Angelus/Darla)
written for callmesandy: Surprises, Buffy/Faith
The sex was nothing like she imagined. She had always experienced Buffy as the 'good and nice' one of them. But this was not good and nice. This was dirty and hot.
"So I guess vampires really do like it rough," Faith joked after their first time. She was bathed in sweat and exhausted. Slayers did have quite some stamina.
"Some of them," Buffy replied, also obviously catching her breath. "Are you surprised?"
"Me? As if you'd ever surprise me, B," Faith said. She looked at the clock - it had been two hours since she had entered Buffy's motel room.
Buffy laughed. "So me having sex with you didn't surprise you in the least, huh?"
"This wasn't you having sex with me, this was me having sex with you," Faith smirked. She got up and wandered over to where she remembered her shirt lying.
"You tell yourself that," Buffy joked, watching Faith get dressed. Faith didn't bother with underwear, only putting on a shirt and pants.
"Oh, I fully intend to. Also, I intend to repeat this."
She didn't hear any complaints - there really was nothing better than post-apocalyptic sex.
written for doyle_sb4: Questions, Dawn/Kennedy UST
Had anyone asked Dawn a year ago what her sexuality was, she would have looked at them funny and said something about her last two relationships being pretty heterosexual. And then maybe something not PG-rated about what she liked in a sexual partner, She had seen Willow with Tara and Kennedy and never really felt the desire to go for girls.
And now here she was and Kennedy was crying in her arms and she couldn't shake the feeling of just wanting to stop her tears with kisses. Kennedy, of all people. Why couldn't it be some woman she met in a bar or a club and not the ex-girlfriend of her sister's best friend? Someone who had, over the years, become her own friend? Not fair.
"Why me?" Kennedy was sobbing now. It's never easy being broken up with and while Dawn had never outright told her, this last relationship was one more "trying to get over Willow" disaster that had heartbreak written all over it. But Dawn was Kennedy's friend and friends shouldn't be judgmental.
"Drink something, honey," she nudged her friend and Kennedy finally got her head up enough to sip on the glass of water Dawn had gotten for her when it was obvious she would only end up dehydrated. Before Dawn saw it for the first time, she would have never guessed Kennedy was the crying type if a relationship ended. She would have figured Kennedy for the punching-things-until-I-feel-better type.
"Thank you, Dawn-y," Kennedy said when she was finally able to speak without sobbing again.
"Always," Dawn replied and hugged the other woman. She still felt the urge to kiss her pain away, but she knew this wasn't the time. But maybe it was time to question her answer to the question of her sexuality.
written for ladybug218: New Arrivals, Buffy & Dawn
"Careful, or you're gonna break him," Dawn said, eyeing her sister suspiciously. She wasn't sure whether Buffy had ever held a baby before and she wasn't going to ask now - a negative answer would not calm her down.
"Will not," Buffy replied and took her little nephew into her arms. He was cute, as babies always were. She would never admit to her sister that she was a bit scared about hurting him, though. Dawn would never let her hold her precious newborn if she said such a thing.
Dawn only very reluctantly let go of her son. "If you hurt him, I will have to kill you." She sat down on the couch, exhausted from the day with her little son.
Buffy rolled her eyes in reply and gently kissed the baby's forehead. "Well, you could try. Not a chance of succeeding, though." Blue, round eyes looked up at her. Buffy knew he couldn't yet see her clearly, but she also knew that he was aware that she wasn't his mother. She hoped he wouldn't start crying.
Dawn sighed. "Wait until you have your own kids - you'll know the meaning of the word fear then. Vampires are nothing compared to the evils of power sockets and cords." She remembered all the hours child-proofing the flat - she could have really lived without that.
Buffy chuckled. "I'll be sure to tell the next vamp I see that he's really not as scary as a few cords. I guess it'll love to hear that. And, by the way, I am not planning on having children - like, ever. That's now officially your terrain."
"Just wait, a few more times babysitting and you won't feel content just being Aunt Buffy." Dawn teased Buffy - she knew fully well that Buffy did not want to have children for a few years and they had talked about it quite a lot during Dawn's rather early pregnancy. Dawn was practically the only person with the permission to tease Buffy about that topic.
"Oh, but I think I like being Aunt Buffy. And I think little Alex likes Aunt Buffy, too." Her nephew really seemed to be thoroughly enjoying being held by his aunt.
"Then I hope Aunt Buffy will take time out of her busy Slayer-life to visit us from time to time."
Buffy smiled. "Wouldn't miss it for the world."
written for carpenyx: Irony, Angelus/Darla
She missed him those years. All those years spent without the one she loved, the one she had chosen as her companion. The one she had wanted to spend the rest of eternity with.
Gone. All of it. Gone forever.
The longing faded, but never fully went away. There was no one else in her life, no place in her for someone to replace him. Not like anyone could replace him.
When he came back to her his soul repulsed her. It was dirty in its purity that had taken possession of him.
Long years she spent without him only to be killed by him when they next met.
Dying, she felt the irony of it all. She had made him, created him in her image. And now he sent her to hell.
The sex was nothing like she imagined. She had always experienced Buffy as the 'good and nice' one of them. But this was not good and nice. This was dirty and hot.
"So I guess vampires really do like it rough," Faith joked after their first time. She was bathed in sweat and exhausted. Slayers did have quite some stamina.
"Some of them," Buffy replied, also obviously catching her breath. "Are you surprised?"
"Me? As if you'd ever surprise me, B," Faith said. She looked at the clock - it had been two hours since she had entered Buffy's motel room.
Buffy laughed. "So me having sex with you didn't surprise you in the least, huh?"
"This wasn't you having sex with me, this was me having sex with you," Faith smirked. She got up and wandered over to where she remembered her shirt lying.
"You tell yourself that," Buffy joked, watching Faith get dressed. Faith didn't bother with underwear, only putting on a shirt and pants.
"Oh, I fully intend to. Also, I intend to repeat this."
She didn't hear any complaints - there really was nothing better than post-apocalyptic sex.
written for doyle_sb4: Questions, Dawn/Kennedy UST
Had anyone asked Dawn a year ago what her sexuality was, she would have looked at them funny and said something about her last two relationships being pretty heterosexual. And then maybe something not PG-rated about what she liked in a sexual partner, She had seen Willow with Tara and Kennedy and never really felt the desire to go for girls.
And now here she was and Kennedy was crying in her arms and she couldn't shake the feeling of just wanting to stop her tears with kisses. Kennedy, of all people. Why couldn't it be some woman she met in a bar or a club and not the ex-girlfriend of her sister's best friend? Someone who had, over the years, become her own friend? Not fair.
"Why me?" Kennedy was sobbing now. It's never easy being broken up with and while Dawn had never outright told her, this last relationship was one more "trying to get over Willow" disaster that had heartbreak written all over it. But Dawn was Kennedy's friend and friends shouldn't be judgmental.
"Drink something, honey," she nudged her friend and Kennedy finally got her head up enough to sip on the glass of water Dawn had gotten for her when it was obvious she would only end up dehydrated. Before Dawn saw it for the first time, she would have never guessed Kennedy was the crying type if a relationship ended. She would have figured Kennedy for the punching-things-until-I-feel-better type.
"Thank you, Dawn-y," Kennedy said when she was finally able to speak without sobbing again.
"Always," Dawn replied and hugged the other woman. She still felt the urge to kiss her pain away, but she knew this wasn't the time. But maybe it was time to question her answer to the question of her sexuality.
written for ladybug218: New Arrivals, Buffy & Dawn
"Careful, or you're gonna break him," Dawn said, eyeing her sister suspiciously. She wasn't sure whether Buffy had ever held a baby before and she wasn't going to ask now - a negative answer would not calm her down.
"Will not," Buffy replied and took her little nephew into her arms. He was cute, as babies always were. She would never admit to her sister that she was a bit scared about hurting him, though. Dawn would never let her hold her precious newborn if she said such a thing.
Dawn only very reluctantly let go of her son. "If you hurt him, I will have to kill you." She sat down on the couch, exhausted from the day with her little son.
Buffy rolled her eyes in reply and gently kissed the baby's forehead. "Well, you could try. Not a chance of succeeding, though." Blue, round eyes looked up at her. Buffy knew he couldn't yet see her clearly, but she also knew that he was aware that she wasn't his mother. She hoped he wouldn't start crying.
Dawn sighed. "Wait until you have your own kids - you'll know the meaning of the word fear then. Vampires are nothing compared to the evils of power sockets and cords." She remembered all the hours child-proofing the flat - she could have really lived without that.
Buffy chuckled. "I'll be sure to tell the next vamp I see that he's really not as scary as a few cords. I guess it'll love to hear that. And, by the way, I am not planning on having children - like, ever. That's now officially your terrain."
"Just wait, a few more times babysitting and you won't feel content just being Aunt Buffy." Dawn teased Buffy - she knew fully well that Buffy did not want to have children for a few years and they had talked about it quite a lot during Dawn's rather early pregnancy. Dawn was practically the only person with the permission to tease Buffy about that topic.
"Oh, but I think I like being Aunt Buffy. And I think little Alex likes Aunt Buffy, too." Her nephew really seemed to be thoroughly enjoying being held by his aunt.
"Then I hope Aunt Buffy will take time out of her busy Slayer-life to visit us from time to time."
Buffy smiled. "Wouldn't miss it for the world."
written for carpenyx: Irony, Angelus/Darla
She missed him those years. All those years spent without the one she loved, the one she had chosen as her companion. The one she had wanted to spend the rest of eternity with.
Gone. All of it. Gone forever.
The longing faded, but never fully went away. There was no one else in her life, no place in her for someone to replace him. Not like anyone could replace him.
When he came back to her his soul repulsed her. It was dirty in its purity that had taken possession of him.
Long years she spent without him only to be killed by him when they next met.
Dying, she felt the irony of it all. She had made him, created him in her image. And now he sent her to hell.