FIC: Back In Boston Part 5

["Callistosdarkside" <callistosdarkside@xxxxxxxx>]

Woo hoo, here's number 5. Sorry for the delay, but my brother's wedding and
other stuff made it so. Hope ya like.

-CDS

. Title: Back In Boston
. Author: Callisto's Dark Side
. Email: callistosdarkside@xxxxxxxx
. Feedback: The more I get, the faster I write.
. Distribution: Can be found at
http://www.geocities.com/callistosdarkside/BackInBoston.html
. Spoilers: Season 4, but since Dawn's in it, I guess there's also some of
season 5. It's an alternate universe in which Faith never joined up with
the mayor.
. Rating: I'll just set it at R now, cuz I know for sure that's where
chapter 3's gonna be. Possible NC-17 later on, so be warned.
. Pairings: Wait and see. ?
. Disclaimer: All characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer are copyright
Joss Whedon and 20th Century Fox.
. Summary: Faith convinces Buffy to go back to Boston with her for Christmas
Holidays, but Buffy only agrees if Willow comes along as well. Dawn tags
along, much to Buffy's dismay.


Chapter 5


"Come on, tell me already," Buffy whispered, poking Faith in the side as
they slept in the dark motel room with Dawn and Willow fast asleep.

"I told ya, if you poke me one more time, you're gonna regret it," Faith
growled softly.

"Come on, you can't keep me waiting."

"Why not?"

"Cuz it's torture."

"That's the fun part," Faith smirked.

"If you don't tell me soon, I won't do it then," Buffy threatened.

"Wuss."

"I'm not a wuss."

"Then why ya bailing?"

"I'm not. There's a statute of limitations on my promises, especially when
they involve me doing anything that someone else wants."

"Like I said, wuss."

Buffy went to poke Faith in the side once again, but the brunette grabbed
the blonde's wrist.

"Nice try, B, but the more you resist, the more you're gonna pay."

"Fine, then send me the bill now."

"I'm not falling for that."

"Oh, come on," Buffy pouted, "please."

"Begging, now that's good Princess. Maybe if ya begged some more, I might
tell ya."

"Oh, just forget it," Buffy spat, turning her back to Faith and pulling most
of the blanket to her side of the bed.

"Hey, hogging the sheets ain't helping your case."

Buffy reluctantly let Faith pull some of the covers back, before snuggling
in, attempting to fall asleep, but the thought of Faith pulling something
during the night, kept her awake, but not long.

******

4:00 a.m.

Buffy awoke, her left arm numb, her chest heavy, and something breathing
really close to her face. Buffy wiped her eyes with her right hand, her
left one stuck under a dead weight.

Looking down, the blonde Slayer saw the peaceful sleeping face of Faith
resting on her chest, the brunette's arm wrapped tightly around her waist
and her leg draped around Buffy as well.

Buffy tried removing Faith's arm first, but when she lifted it up, the
brunette brought it back down and wrapped it even tighter around the petite
blonde's waist, snuggling her face deeper into Buffy's bosom.

"Oh God," Buffy sighed, "Faith," The Slayer whispered.

"Mmm," Faith murmured back, as if hearing the blonde's words.

"Faith," Buffy whispered again, only louder.

"Buffy," Faith murmured into the blonde's chest, only she wasn't awake.

"Wake up," Buffy patted Faith's cheek gently.

"What the." Faith opened her bleary eyes and looked up into a dream,
"Buffy?"

"Yeah, you fell asleep on top of me."

"Oh," Faith frowned then smirked, "Was it good for you?"

"What? No, it wasn't good for me, cuz nothing happened."

"But didn't we just." Faith trailed off.

"No, no just, we didn't do anything. You, not me, you fell asleep on top of
me and nothing happened, okay?"

"But it was so clear B, you were licking the spoon and next thing I know
you're givin' me tongue."

"That was just another one of your sick and twisted fantasies, which by the
way I could go without hearing," Buffy breathed, as she tried to roll the
reluctant brunette off to the side.

"I was just playing, girlfriend," Faith lied as she was rolled onto her
side, but still close enough to feel Buffy's heated breath.

"Then what were you really dreaming about?"

"Bunnies and stuff," Faith lied again, "The usual crap."

"Really?"

"Yeah, the girl bunnies tend to screw like lust-bunnies, so maybe it's a
metaphor," Faith drawled.

"Faith."

"I know, no more sick and twisted fantasies."

"Exactly. Now can we get some sleep, without you ending up on top of me?"

"Sure thing Princess. I'll just make sure you end up on top next time."

"Faith."

The brunette smiled, putting her hands behind her head and closing her eyes.

"Night B."

"Night Faith," Buffy replied, turning on her side, only she was facing
Faith, watching the beautiful brunette sleep.

Dawn would come soon, and the Slayers needed to be up bright and early for
their training session.

******

"God Faith, you're gonna get fanged one of these days if ya keep letting
punches through like that," Buffy commented, throwing a few more punches
Faith's way.

"That's okay B, I'm just a little distracted," Faith answered, casually
blocking Buffy's punches.

"By what?"

"The non-sleep," Faith lied, "I just hate getting up just before dawn so we
can train."

"I thought you liked it bright and early?"

"I did too, but lately, I've been getting tired."

"Really? Maybe we should tell Giles."

"It's nothin' B, I just need to catch up on the sleep I've missed and I'll
be fine."

"If you say so," Buffy said dryly, as she spun and did a leg sweep, dropping
Faith to the ground and then straddling the brunette, holding a stake just
above Faith's heart. "How's that? Buffy asked, breathing rapidly.

"Good B, but maybe if you aimed the stake lower, you could ease the serious
itch I'm havin' right now," Faith smirked.

"Eww." Buffy jumped off the other girl and threw her stake into the bushes.

"What?" Faith shrugged, dusting off her skimpy white top and tight red
leather pants.

******



"Are you okay, Dawny?" Willow asked, sitting up against the headboard.

"Yeah, never better," Dawn answered, pacing around the room.

"Are you sure? Normally people don't start pacing until they're old men with
a business meeting in ten minutes.

"I'm sure," Dawn answered, "I'm just worried about Faith."

"Why?"

"Cuz she and Buffy went out training."

"But the sun's out, they won't need to worry about vampires, if that's what
you're thinking?"

"I know they can handle vamps, it's just. Buffy."

"What about her?"

"Nothing," Dawn frowned, plopping down on the bed next to Willow.

"Usually when people say it's nothing, it's actually something," Willow
smiled, brushing a strand of hair from Dawn's face.

"I know, it's just I don't wanna talk about it."

"Is it because of the fight you had with Buffy last night?"

"No."

"Is it because of the fight you're going to have with her?"

"Maybe."

"I see. Sibling rivalry, oh the memories."

"But you're an only child."

"I know, I just like to pretend I have a sister."

"Believe me, you're better off without one."

"Why's that?"

"Cuz, she always gets in the way."

"Of what?" Willow asked.

"You know?"

"Ohhhhh. boys huh?" Willow nodded, "Did you like Angel too?"

"No!" Dawn snorted.

"Parker? Please don't tell me you liked Parker, because he was a player,
and he hurt your sister very much."

"Who's Parker?"

"Never mind," Willow blushed.

"Just forget it Willow, you don't understand."

"But I want to understand," Willow insisted, "I want you to have someone you
can talk to, like I do with Buffy."

"That's okay, I'm not really into girl-talk."

"You sure, cuz we could talk about boys over some chocolate mochas," Willow
offered.

"Nah, not interested."

"Okay, then what do you wanna talk about?"

Dawn hesitated a moment before answering, "How do you make someone love
you?"

"Love you? I don't think I'm the right person to be asking, considering I
just got dumped."

"Yeah, but you were able to get him to fall in love with you, right?"

"I guess."

"How'd you do it?"

"I dunno."

"Come on, you said you wanted to talk, now's your chance."

"Okay," Willow agreed sheepishly, "The first thing you have to know, is that
everyone loves a good mystery, both guys and girls."

"Perfect," Dawn smiled.

******

"I'm beat," Faith said huffily, as she crashed onto her bed, the room devoid
of everyone except for her and the blonde Slayer.

"Me too, but I gotta shower first," Buffy said as she went into her bags.

"Can I join?" Faith smirked.

"No!"

"Just askin,'" Faith replied innocently.

"Yeah, well keep your questions to yourself," Buffy warned as she headed for
the bathroom.

"You know?" Faith smiled, "I could use my favor right now."

"What?"

"Just kiddin' B, take a pill."

"I think I might have to."

"So, will that be viagra or an estro supplement?"

"Whatever," Buffy blew off as she the snuck away into the bathroom and
locked the door.

"Okay B!" Faith shouted, "But If ya can't perform tonight, don't blame me."

Buffy cringed at the statement, but figured Faith was just trying to make
her blush again.

Buffy looked at herself in the mirror, and enjoyed seeing the thin sheen of
sweat covering her body. She knew she looked damn sexy, and any guy passing
her would probably whistle.

"That's right Buffy," The blonde whispered to herself, "You can have anyone
you want, anytime you want."

Buffy admired herself in the mirror some more before taking off her top, her
breasts bouncing free, as she tended never to wear a bra during her training
sessions with Faith.

If Faith wasn't gonna wear a bra, then neither would Buffy, after all, the
girl from LA, wasn't gonna get out-sexed by a girl from Boston, at least
that's what Buffy kept telling herself.

Buffy slipped out of her pants and went to slide off her panties when she
was interrupted by Faith's loud voice.

"Hey B, I'm going out to look for the girls!"

"Okay!" Buffy shouted back, before hearing the motel door slam shut.

Finally, Buffy was truly alone and could shower in peace. The blonde Slayer
slid off her panties and threw them in the corner where her top and pants
were, then moved to turn on the water. She turned both knobs, pulled the
shower thingy on, and let the water rain down on her hand and arm as she
tested for the right temperature.

Buffy tapped her foot, waiting for the water to reach the right temp. Her
eyes wandered over the rest of the shower, and noticed the shampoo and
conditioner Faith had used the night before, but there wasn't any soap. In
fact, when Buffy looked around the rest of the bathroom, there wasn't any
soap at all, not even in the cupboards.

"Damn," Buffy muttered as she opened the bathroom door, stepping out into
the chilly air of the motel room.

"Nice rack B," Faith smirked, lying against the headboard.

"Ahh," Buffy's left arm instinctively went to cover her breasts and her
right hand went down to cover the area between her legs, all while she
scampered back into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

Faith chuckled, her plan working to perfection.

"You! You were supposed to be outside?" Buffy screamed.

"Yeah, changed my mind."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Didn't think I needed, besides how was I supposed to know you liked walking
around naked?"

"I don't like walking around naked!"

"Sure B, whatever you say."

"I don't, there just wasn't anymore soap in the bathroom."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. Now can you leave the motel room so I can go get some."

"No."

"What do ya mean no?"

"Why would I do that when I could just hand you the soap at the door?"

"Fine, just don't try anything."

"Don't need to, already got a nice photo from the last time," Faith drawled.

"What? You didn't have a camera!"

"Of course I didn't," Faith laughed.

"She didn't have a camera, she didn't have a camera," Buffy muttered to
herself.

"So do ya want the soap or not?" Faith asked, standing right outside the
bathroom door.

"Yes, just one sec," Buffy replied, taking a towel and wrapping it around
her body.

Buffy hesitated as she opened the door, making sure she stayed behind it and
reached around the door with her hand, but she could see Faith smirking in
the mirror.

Buffy blushed as she grabbed the soap and slammed the door shut.

"You're welcome," Faith said through the door, before walking back to her
bed and plopping herself down.

To be continued.