And then her eyes focus and she smiles, perfect teeth and tongue and lips whisper, “That’s my girl,” and the fire she’d been building in Faith’s cunt catches a spark, reflects in Buffy’s face and Faith ignites.
That was just... guh.
they clean up in silence, bare feet whispering secrets against the mats, speaking words neither girl knows, or dares to say out loud
Some of your imagery is absolutely stunning. Like above. And in other places. Voices were great, and... I just... wow.
This is actually perfect Fuffy to my mind. They have that sort of relationship. Fire and water. Lots of steam. But white picket fences definitely aren't in the cards. One will eventually put the other out.
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And then her eyes focus and she smiles, perfect teeth and tongue and lips whisper, “That’s my girl,” and the fire she’d been building in Faith’s cunt catches a spark, reflects in Buffy’s face and Faith ignites.
That was just... guh.
they clean up in silence, bare feet whispering secrets against the mats, speaking words neither girl knows, or dares to say out loud
Some of your imagery is absolutely stunning. Like above. And in other places. Voices were great, and... I just... wow.
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This is actually perfect Fuffy to my mind. They have that sort of relationship. Fire and water. Lots of steam. But white picket fences definitely aren't in the cards. One will eventually put the other out.
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