FIC: Back In Boston Part 7

["Callistosdarkside" <callistosdarkside@xxxxxxxx>]

Hey, I'm posting this to several newly joined groups, so if you want to read
the first 6 parts, here's the link:
http://www.geocities.com/callistosdarkside/BackInBoston.html

You can also read this chapter there in html.

Enjoy,

-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 7


"We can meet back here in five," Buffy said, looking at her watch with
Willow at her side.

"Five hours?" Faith whined, "Aren't we gonna meet up for lunch?"

"I guess we can do that. How about we meet at the food-court at noon?"
Buffy suggested.

"Cool," Faith rubbed her stomach and licked her lips, "I'll be ready and
waiting."

"I'll bet." Buffy rolled her eyes.

"Come on," Dawn insisted, pulling on Faith's arm, "let's go shopping."

"Fine," Faith sighed, as she was dragged off by the Slayer's sister, all the
while keeping her dark eyes on Buffy's hips as they swayed deliciously back
and forth into the frenzy that was Christmas shopping.

******

Faith sat in a chair, as Dawn went in and out of the change room, donning
outfit after outfit, asking the brunette Slayer what she thought.

"How does this look?" Dawn asked, twirling around in front of Faith.

"Nice," Faith answered.

"You said that about the last ten outfits."

"That's cuz it's true," Faith smirked.

"Can't you say anything other than nice?" Dawn pouted.

"Okay," Faith thought a moment, "How about bright?"

"But it's black?"

Faith scratched her head, "Okay, how about mysterious?"

"Really? You think it's mysterious?" Dawn's eyes lit up.

"Yeah, real mysterious. It's got that I'm a mystery, figure me out kinda
thing going."

"Great!" Dawn smiled, "I'll buy this one."

"Good," Faith muttered, running a hand through her hair as Dawn ran back
into the change room.

******

"What should I get Faith?" Buffy asked Willow as they walked arm-and-arm
through the busy mall.

"I dunno, ask me when I figure out what to get her," Willow said.

"Seriously, I have no idea what to get."

"How about some leather, she could never have enough leather."

"I'm thinking she's already got all the leather pants she could use," Buffy
frowned.

"You're probably right, she probably doesn't need any more moo-material."

"Yeah, so what should I get her?"

"How about a lump of coal?" Willow smiled.

"I'm already getting that for Dawn, I can't give Faith the same," Buffy
drawled.

"Buffy."

"I know, I know, be nice to sis."

"Exactly, so what're you really getting Dawn?"

"Lego?"

"She's 14, Buffy."

"So, Lego's fun for all ages."

"Yeah, but would you want her getting you Lego?"

"Yeah, better than the glares she's been giving me."

"What're you talking about?"

"I dunno, lately I feel as if she doesn't like me a whole lot, it's like I
have something she wants."

"It's probably just the hormones, you know what kids are like at that age?"

"Don't remind me," Buffy rolled her eyes. "So what should I get Faith?"

******

"Why are we in here?" Dawn asked, looking around the jewelry shop.

"I'm looking for a present," Faith answered.

"For me?" Dawn smiled.

"Maybe," Faith lied. "but first I gotta get something for B."

"Oh." Dawn lowered her eyes.

Faith perused the bracelets, necklaces and earrings, looking for something
not overly expensive, but something that would catch Buffy's eye.

"What do you think of that one," Faith asked, pointing to a bracelet.

Dawn eyed the bracelet, her heart leapt at it's beauty, but she knew it
wasn't for her. "It's ugly," Dawn lied.

"You think so? It's looks pretty good to me."

"Yeah, well Buffy would hate it."

"How do you know?"

"Cuz I'm her sister and I know she doesn't like jewelry."

"Doesn't she wear a ton though?"

"Yeah, but that's only cuz she borrows mom's."

"That's good then, I can give her something of her own," Faith smiled.

"Why do you want to give her jewelry anyway? Only boyfriends are supposed to
buy their girlfriends jewelry."

Faith froze. "Um, well, I just figured that it was better than a lump of
coal."

"That's what I'm getting her." Dawn crossed her arms.

"Good. You get her a lump of coal, and I'll get her some jewelry."

******

"Which one?" Buffy asked, standing in her bra holding up two different tops
as she and Willow stood in the change room.

"I... I. like both," Willow stammered.

"Pick one."

"Okay, the red."

Buffy handed the blue top to Willow as the Slayer turned around and
unclasped her bra, much to Willow's surprise, as there was a mirror on
Buffy's side. Willow immediately lowered her eyes and waited for Buffy to
finish slipping the top on.

"There," Buffy turned around, smoothing the front of the shirt down with her
hands. "How's that look?"

"Good." Willow lifted her head.

"That all?"

"Sexy?"

"Keep going."

"Ultra sexy?"

"Okay, you can stop lying now."

"But I'm not," Willow protested.

"Maybe if I wore a bra," Buffy thought out loud. "Should I wear a bra with
this?" Buffy asked, cupping her breasts and lifting them up. "I'm thinking
a bra would look good under this, but I'm not sure. What do you think?"

Willow gulped, "Bra?"

"Yeah, as in support for these things," Buffy drawled, her hands still
cupping her breasts.

Willow nodded her head.

"Is that a yes for bra good, or bra bad?" Buffy asked.

Willow turned to look at the door, the knob not that long a reach from where
she was standing.

Buffy's eyes followed Willow's eyes to the door.

"Thinking about bailing on me, Will? Buffy teased, moving to block the door.

The redhead's heart stopped, along with her breathing.

"You know," Buffy placed her hands behind her back and batted her eyes,
"When Faith said you were in love with me this morning."

Willow swallowed, backing up a step.

"I was overwhelmed with joy," Buffy exclaimed stepping forward, causing
Willow to step back into the wall.

Willow shut her eyes, her body tingling at the closeness of Buffy's body as
the petite blonde placed a hand against the wall right by Willow's head.

The Slayer smiled, bursting into laughter, her face burying itself into
Willow's neck.

The Hacker opened one eye and then the other, Buffy's hot breath tickling
the Wiccan's exposed neck.

"Sorry Will," Buffy smiled placing a hand on Willow's shoulder, "I just
couldn't help myself."

"That wasn't funny," Willow breathed.

"I know, but I think Faith's teasing rubbed off on me."

Willow cringed at the imagery.

"Forgive me?" Buffy pouted. "Pretty please, with cherries on top?"

"Okay, but I want those cherries."

"Anything." Buffy pulled her friend into a quick hug, before turning around
and picking up her bra.

The Slayer slipped the bra under her top, but fumbled with the clasp behind
her back.

"Ugh, can you help me with the clasp, Will?" Buffy asked.

"Help?"

"Yeah, as in provide assistance to someone in need," Buffy said dryly.

"I can do that," Willow blushed, as she put down the blue top she had
crumpled and hesitantly moved her hands underneath Buffy's shirt, her hands
sliding up against smooth Slayer skin as the Hacker searched desperately to
find the clasp to Buffy's bra.

"Thanks Will," Buffy said as she heard the snap of the clasp. "This shirt's
so tight it's tough to put a bra on underneath."

"No problem," Willow said sheepishly, removing her hands from underneath
Buffy's 'tight' shirt.

"So what do you think?" Buffy asked, twirling around in the small space.

Willow looked along the length of the Slayer's body, eyeing how the bra
accented, well, everything.

"It looks great."

"So that's better than good, right?"

"Yeah," Willow breathed, the heat of the enclosed space causing her body to
burn up, "but better see it without the bra again, just to make sure,"
Willow suggested, surprising herself.

Buffy slid her hands underneath her shirt behind her back and unclasped the
bra, mentally noting how much easier it was taking it off than it was
putting it on.

Willow swallowed hard, her mouth dry, but now watering. Yeah, definitely
better without the bra. Willow thought to herself.


To be continued.