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Pretty Bad
Title: Pretty Bad
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Character/Pairing: Buffy/Faith
Rating: Soft R/M
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slashthedrabble 443: Timing
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 500
Date Written: 23 April 2017
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Whedon, not the author, and are used without permission.
Buffy pauses just long enough to take in the scene as she arrives. Faith's meeting one Vampire's sword parry for thrust. Buffy knows there had to be more than the one, because she can see the bruises on the other Slayer from where she stands, the chunks missing from her long, black hair, and the rips in her clothing. Faith's had it pretty bad tonight, but she looks like she's been doing fine -- until now.
She's about to take out the one Vampire with the sword, but two more are closing in on her. Buffy leaps as Faith slices the head off of the Vamp against whom she's been dueling. The blonde lands with her back against Faith's and reaching out immediately with stakes in both hands, dusting the last two Vamps. "Sorry," she says. She turns to look at her partner and realizes Faith looks even worse up close. Gingerly, she touches one of the bruises on her beautiful face. "I got held up."
Faith shrugs. "I'm five by five, B."
"You don't look five by five, F." Buffy almost rolls her eyes -- almost, but she's too concerned with her fellow Slayer to actually complete the movement. She looks at her instead with worry and concern shining in her green eyes. "I don't like the way that arm's hanging." She motions to her left arm.
"That?" Buffy grimaces as Faith's arm swings. She knows her shoulder's got to be dislocated at the very least. "That's nothing." Faith grabs Buffy's shoulder. "Hold me," she instructs.
Buffy starts to hold her, lamenting, "Sometimes my timing sucks -- "
"Your timing's fine, B. Now be still and hold me. Not gentle."
"Faith, this isn't a time for -- "
But Faith isn't listening. With Buffy holding her injured arm, she uses her as she once had Xander and pops her own bones back into place. "There." She grins. "All better." Her eyes rake Buffy's figure, ignoring the blonde's worried look. "'Sides, I think your timing's pretty damn perfect. I've got it pretty bad."
"What? You can't be serious!"
"Oh, yeah, I am!" Faith grips Buffy's shoulders and slams her back into the nearest wall. Her hips are already cradling hers as her mouth slams down onto hers, her tongue thrusting deep inside of her. She moans around their lips. "Pretty damn bad," she murmurs and sets to ravishing Buffy's mouth. The blonde Slayer grins at the realization her girlfriend is five by five after all and lets her lead the way to a searing climax for them both.
Their nights will never be too bad, she realizes as Faith's hand strokes her through her tight jeans, as long as they've got each other, and especially as long as their nights can finish like this. She moans, tossing her head back against the grimy wall, as Faith's fingers slip inside her pants and find her favorite place. Oh, yeah, as long as she's got Faith like this, or Faith has her like this, Buffy will always be five by five!
The End
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Character/Pairing: Buffy/Faith
Rating: Soft R/M
Challenge/Prompt:
slashthedrabble 443: TimingWarning(s): None
Word Count: 500
Date Written: 23 April 2017
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Whedon, not the author, and are used without permission.
Buffy pauses just long enough to take in the scene as she arrives. Faith's meeting one Vampire's sword parry for thrust. Buffy knows there had to be more than the one, because she can see the bruises on the other Slayer from where she stands, the chunks missing from her long, black hair, and the rips in her clothing. Faith's had it pretty bad tonight, but she looks like she's been doing fine -- until now.
She's about to take out the one Vampire with the sword, but two more are closing in on her. Buffy leaps as Faith slices the head off of the Vamp against whom she's been dueling. The blonde lands with her back against Faith's and reaching out immediately with stakes in both hands, dusting the last two Vamps. "Sorry," she says. She turns to look at her partner and realizes Faith looks even worse up close. Gingerly, she touches one of the bruises on her beautiful face. "I got held up."
Faith shrugs. "I'm five by five, B."
"You don't look five by five, F." Buffy almost rolls her eyes -- almost, but she's too concerned with her fellow Slayer to actually complete the movement. She looks at her instead with worry and concern shining in her green eyes. "I don't like the way that arm's hanging." She motions to her left arm.
"That?" Buffy grimaces as Faith's arm swings. She knows her shoulder's got to be dislocated at the very least. "That's nothing." Faith grabs Buffy's shoulder. "Hold me," she instructs.
Buffy starts to hold her, lamenting, "Sometimes my timing sucks -- "
"Your timing's fine, B. Now be still and hold me. Not gentle."
"Faith, this isn't a time for -- "
But Faith isn't listening. With Buffy holding her injured arm, she uses her as she once had Xander and pops her own bones back into place. "There." She grins. "All better." Her eyes rake Buffy's figure, ignoring the blonde's worried look. "'Sides, I think your timing's pretty damn perfect. I've got it pretty bad."
"What? You can't be serious!"
"Oh, yeah, I am!" Faith grips Buffy's shoulders and slams her back into the nearest wall. Her hips are already cradling hers as her mouth slams down onto hers, her tongue thrusting deep inside of her. She moans around their lips. "Pretty damn bad," she murmurs and sets to ravishing Buffy's mouth. The blonde Slayer grins at the realization her girlfriend is five by five after all and lets her lead the way to a searing climax for them both.
Their nights will never be too bad, she realizes as Faith's hand strokes her through her tight jeans, as long as they've got each other, and especially as long as their nights can finish like this. She moans, tossing her head back against the grimy wall, as Faith's fingers slip inside her pants and find her favorite place. Oh, yeah, as long as she's got Faith like this, or Faith has her like this, Buffy will always be five by five!
The End