Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters and I am making no money off of
them. I am just having fun. Joss owns all the characters that lucky SOB.
Warning: Graphic sex between women (later on) So if you are not over the age of 17 and this type of story doesn’t do it for ya, well get out of here. Shoo.
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Elitetech2004@comcast.netPairings: Buffy/Faith Willow/Tara
Rating: a strong NC-17 eventually
Tearful Admission: I borrowed some real scenes from several eps for this story and sliced and diced them, switching characters and dialogue in some places and adding dialogue in others.(This'll go into effect later though)
Piece of My HeartBy Elitetech2004
Chapter OneFaith Spencer set a bouquet of flowers on the hard stone she knelt in front of. She smiled sadly at the familiar name as her fingers traced the letters lovingly. Taking a deep breath to push back her tears she spoke,” Hey Tare. Been a while.” She brushed long cinnamon colored curls out of her eyes.
“I know I should have come by sooner but there’s just been a lot going on. And we both know that I’m no good at all the touchy feely stuff. I’m getting better at it, thanks to you. God, this one-sided shit is hard! I wish you could answer all the questions I have about well, hell about everything. Will’s is doing great. I mean, as well as can be expected. I’m looking out for her for ya. We all miss you so much. Little Dawnie is a senior in high school. Can you believe it? She grew up into a lil hottie, too!” Faith laughed and shook her head as tears suddenly filled her eyes.
“I guess I should really get to the point huh? Well, you see it’s like this, Me and Buffy are together now. Again. I want to ask her to marry me but I dunno if it’s what she wants. I mean, I know she loves me and I love her, but is that ever enough? Hello, Slayers here, yunno? We’ve still got a few good years left but I don’t want her to experience losing someone else. And I look into her eyes sometimes and I see my fear staring back at me. That scares me because what if my heart isn’t strong enough to hold her?” Faith wiped her eyes and leaned forward, touching her forehead to the cold stone. “You always made me feel like I was worth something. I wish you were still here.. I should have fucking been there, T. If I was then, I’d either be here instead or neither of us would.” The dark slayer wrapped her arms around the hard, unfeeling marble and sobbed uncontrollably.
Finally unable to cry anymore, the brunette wiped her face and continued talking to her friend.
“I remember when I first met you. Will was going on and on about this chick...sorry…woman…who saved her from those Gentlemen freaks. I was expecting some big Bertha type or She-Ra looking woman but here you come—shy, gorgeous, with those huge blue eyes and a knockout figure. Then you opened your mouth and stuttered and melted my insides.” Faith grinned as she remembered their meeting. Time melted into itself as the memory was brought to life.
“…Came face to face with the Big Bad Wolf…and he said,’ I'm going to lift up your little red dress, pull down your little red panties and screw your little red socks off.’ So she stripped and lay down on the bed, pointed the shotgun at him and said ‘NO! You're going to eat me like the book says.’ “
Buffy burst out laughing and playfully shoved a grinning Faith.
“You are such a little perv, Faith!” The blonde said through her laughter.
Xander sat nearby, his mouth twitching with restrained mirth. His girlfriend, Anya just smiled at her friends’ antics.
“You love that about me, B.” Faith smirked, wiggling her eyebrows sexily.
Buffy shook her head in amusement and was about to comment when a familiar
voice rang out.
“Hey guys!” Willow walked up with a shy but beautiful blonde girl.
“Hey Wills!” Xander and Buffy chimed, smiling at the redhead. Xander and Faith glanced at the newcomer appreciatively.
“Hey, Red, who’s your friend?” Faith’s eyes raked over the blonde with alert
interest.
Damn, but Red’s friend is HOT!!!! Faith glanced at Buffy.
Not as hot as B but damn close in a sexy shy kinda way.Faith’s breath hitched when intelligent, curious blue eyes rose to meet hers
before the girl’s shyness overtook her once more.
Very sexy, shy kinda way.“Guys, this is Tara, a fellow Wiccan. She saved me from the Gentlemen.”
Willow grinned at the blush that covered Tara’s cheeks.
“H..hi.” The beautiful blonde stammered as she ducked her head, honey-blonde hair covering her blushing face.
“Hey there, I’m Faith, that’s Buffy, and the drooling putz on my left is Xander.” The brunette pointed to a cute athletic blonde before smacking the dark haired man next to her with the back of her hand in the chest, hard. She smiled as the wheezing man tried desperately to get air back into his aching lungs. A perky reddish-blonde woman stood on the other side of him and smiled, nodding gratefully at Faith. She then turned to the new addition.
“And I’m Anya, Xander’s mine, you can’t have him.” She stated bluntly. Her face broke out in a huge grin when Tara raised her hands in a gesture of surrender.
“I’m not into…um…m...men…so…” Tara admitted softly, still hiding behind her curtain of hair.
Anya just nodded sagely. “Well, I for one, applaud your gayness and hope you find a woman who will give you many many orgasms.”
Xander and Tara turned beet red as Buffy and Willow stared in horror at the ex-demon. “ANYA!” The blonde Slayer grit out, giving Tara and Willow an apologetic look.
It took all Faith could do not to laugh. Choking back her mirth, the dark slayer turned to make sure Tara was not completely offended. A slow smirk crossed her face.
“Don’t mind
Demon Girl, here. She’s a little…´Faith circled her temple with one of her index fingers and whistled, indicating that Anya was insane.
Tara froze at the term “Demon Girl” as Anya whirled to mock glare at Faith, who blinked innocently at her.
Willow, having finally recovered her voice, spoke up. “Tara and I are on our way to my room to do a demonic energy location spell.”
Obviously this was news to Tara, who shot Willow a horrified look. “We…we are?”
“We’re not?” Willow gave her a confused look.
“I…I thought w…we’d t..try a simpler spell to start off..with.” Tara said softly.
“Oh.” Willow sounded disappointed.
“Hey, a beautiful chick wanting to do spells…sounds kinky to me.” Faith winked at both of the witches and Tara blushed red again.
“W..woman.” She corrected the dark slayer.
“What's that?” Faith raised an eyebrow, not quite hearing the shy woman’s statement.
“I’m
not a chick.” Tara stated firmly without a trace of her earlier stutter, her blue eyes locking with Faith's.
“Sorry. A beautiful
woman.” Faith grinned, winking again.
Willow looked from Tara to Faith and back again. Willow decided in that moment she didn’t want Faith looking at Tara like that. Her eyes flashed dangerously and she took Tara’s hand possessively, Willow’s eyes held Faith’s. A look of understanding passed between the two women. Tara turned towards Willow, a telling grin on her face. Faith shrugged.
I can still look. Just no touchee.
“So we’re gonna go do some spells now.” The redhead told the group.
“Oomph!” Xander grunted and turned a bewildered look on his girlfriend. “Ow! What? And might I add, Ow!” He rubbed his ribs gingerly.
Anya pouted. “You never give me magical orgasms!”
“Going now.” Willow mumbled, pulling Tara with her, both women mortified beyond belief.
Buffy and Faith volunteered to join them on the walk to Tara’s dorm for protection. The slayers walked directly behind the wiccans, giving them space to talk about spells and such. Willow was going on about a certain spell and Tara offered input and suggestions. Meanwhile, Faith’s eyes were glued on Tara’s ass.
MMM. Baby, swing those sexy hips. The brunette was rudely startled by Buffy’s elbow in her gut. The blonde had watched her crush ogle the shy woman one too many times. Hiding her jealousy and hurt, Buffy decided to tease Faith relentlessly.
“Oomph! Damn, B! That fuckin’ hurt!” She growled.
“Can I get you a napkin for your drool, Slayer?” Buffy teased, motioning to
Faith’s chin.
“You can bend right over and kiss my…”
Tara chose that moment to turn around and uncharacteristically Faith censored herself in the nick of time.
“…Grits?” Faith finished lamely. Tara grinned a cute lopsided grin at the startled brunette before turning back around.
Buffy collapsed in laughter and Willow stared at her friends in confusion, having missed the entire thing because she was babbling about the spell she wanted Tara to do with her.
Recovering from her laughter, Buffy got a devilish look in her eye and smiled seductively at Faith. The dark slayer raised an eyebrow in wary confusion. The blonde leaned close to the other slayer and spoke, just loud enough for the others to hear.
“Baby, I’ll kiss you anywhere, anytime, anyway you like. Just say the word.” She pulled back away from the brunette, keeping eye contact with her as she licked her own lips at the images floating about in her head. Faith turned a deep shade of red and blinked at the blonde slayer in shock, instinctively knowing her fellow slayer was not merely playing around. An undercurrent of lust sizzled in her eyes. Faith’s eyes widened as she realized that Buffy was truly flirting with her. Tara and Willow shared a grin at the brunette’s expression. Buffy winked at Faith and decided she had tortured the brunette enough for the time being. The four of them continued the walk in silence, all of them deep in thought.
“Uh, we’re…h…here.” Tara stated as they approached a red brick building. It had a plaque on it that read
Stevenson Hall. “Yeah, well…uh B and I are gonna…patrol now, so uh…cya later.” Faith said, rather distracted.
Tara smiled and she and Willow bid the slayers goodnight.
Faith practically ran to the nearest cemetery and Buffy was just on her heels.
“Faith, wait!” She cried.
The tortured brunette slowed to a stop and ran a trembling hand through her hair before turning to face the blonde.
“B…look I’m not…” She started, trying to figure out just what the hell to say.
“Shhh. You don’t have to say anything. Please, just let me…” The blonde gently covered Faith’s lips with her right index finger. She leaned in and up to softly capture the other slayer’s full lips in a tender kiss. The blonde slayer groaned into the kiss as a tear ran down her cheek. Buffy pulled away quickly and turned to go.
“Wait! What are you…” Faith began to demand brokenly before Buffy spun around again, her face wet with tears.
“Just let me have that, Faith. One kiss, don’t take that away too.”
“Too? I’m not…you don’t understand. Let me make you understand.” Faith reached out and pulled Buffy to her and into a heated, passionate kiss.
The memory faded and Faith found herself back in the cemetery.
“I had no idea she liked me more than a friend. I was so clueless back then.” She laughed softly.
“I think Willow was a bit surprised when you and I hit it off so well as friends. She was forever commenting on how we were “polar opposites”. I think she thought I’d be a bad influence on you. Little did she know.” The brunette laughed again as she remembered a time when she and Tara got caught sneaking into a movie theater. Tara had been the one to suggest seeing a movie and when they realized they had forgotten to bring Tara’s purse and Faith turned out her empty pockets, it was Tara who suggested that they “go in anyways.” Willow had been pissed when she found out her girlfriend was banned from the theater.
“ I think she’s finally forgiven me for that. She always blamed me for your little schemes, ya fink. I never gave you up on the mocha drinking incident either. She always puts them out of my reach and has Buffy watch me if she has to leave the table. And she still waxes Xander’s ass about the Miss Kitty fiasco. And I wonder where she got her potty mouth, Missy. You know she could make a sailor blush with her ‘spicy talk.’ “
The wind picked up and Faith noticed it was getting close to time for the sun to set. She leaned forward and traced the name on the stone again.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Tare. I gotta go before B gets wicked freaked. She’s not the same since…well, none of us are. We are lost without you, T.” The brunette sighed and turned around and walked smack dab into…”Tara?”
TBC…???
Edited by: elitetech04 at: 3/7/05 11:39 pm