FIC: Back In Boston Part 10 (PG-13)

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• Title: Back In Boston
• Author: Callisto's Dark Side
• Email: callistosdarkside@xxxxxxxxxx
• Feedback: The more I get, the faster I write.
• Distribution: Can be found at
http://www.geocities.com/callistosdarkside/BackInBoston.htm
• 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. J
• 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 10


"Why does your favor have to involve me wearing a blindfold?" Buffy asked,
as Faith led her by the hand.

"Cuz B, it's a surprise."

"How long is this surprise gonna take?"

"Longer if you keep asking."

"Fine," Buffy pouted. "I'm in your hands."

Faith smiled, as she led the petite blonde down the dark streets of Boston.

******

Dawn plopped down on her bed as she stepped inside the motel room, with
Willow following suit right next to her.

"How long is this favor of Faith's gonna last?" Dawn asked.

"Beats me," Willow shrugged.

"What do you think they're doing?"

"Slaying?" Willow suggested.

"Why would Faith need a favor for that?"

"She wouldn't."

"Exactly," Dawn agreed, shaking her head. "So what do you think they're
doing?"

Willow could only wish Dawn would stop asking.

******

"Why are we walking up a creaky flight of stairs?" Buffy asked, as she
leaned against Faith for support, still blindfolded.

"You'll see," Faith replied.

"If I fall, 'you' owe me a favor."

"You won't."

"Pretty sure of that, aren't you?"

"Uh huh, now speed it up Princess," Faith urged, as she slapped Buffy on the
butt.

"Hey," Buffy jumped, as she reached the final step.

"Easy," Faith held Buffy by the shoulders to steady the blonde. "You
ready?"

"No," Buffy said, rubbing her butt.

Faith whisked the petite blonde off her feet and kicked open the door.

"Hey, what are you…" Buffy struggled in Faith's arms, grabbing at the
blindfold and finally pulled it away from her eyes, "doing?" The blonde
Slayer finished, as her eyes wandered across the trashed room.

"You like?" Faith asked, still cradling Buffy in her arms.

"What is this place?"

"Your palace, Princess," Faith smirked, as she made her way to the old bed
in the corner and placed Buffy down on top, sitting down next to her.

"My palace is a run-down, one-room, apartment building?"

"No, it's my old pad, which happens to be abandoned."

"You use to live here?"

"Yup, pretty cool, huh?"

"How long?" Buffy asked, using her hand to cover Faith's on the bed.

"About a year," Faith shrugged, "but it wasn't a bad as you think."

"Really?"

"Sure, after you get past the rats, cockroaches, and lack of plumbing, it's
great."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I had great times here."

"Name one."

"There was the time I had all my girlfriends over and we had a super slumber
party, pillow fights, making out, truth or dare..."

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

"Yeah, college chicks are crazy."

"I'm a college chick."

"Why do you think I brought you here?"

"Faith…" Buffy blushed, lowering her eyes.

******

"It's been an hour," Dawn pouted, "how much longer do you think they'll be
out?"

"Knowing Faith, probably all night."

"You think?"

"Faith 'is' the reckless kind."

"She's not reckless," Dawn defended, "she's just fun."

"If you call getting other people into trouble, fun?"

"Well, at least she's not all uptight and bossy like Buffy."

"Buffy is not uptight or bossy," Willow defended.

"Sure, she never yells at me or tells me what to do."

"Okay, Buffy may get out of hand some times, but it's only because she loves
you. With Faith, it's like she only cares about herself.

"Faith is not selfish."

"She so is."

"No she isn't," Dawn raised her voice angrily.

"When was the last time she did something for someone else?"

"I can name a hundred times."

"Name one."

"She taught me how to kick butt at Street Fighter II."

"She taught you how to street fight? I can't believe her." Willow shook
her head in disapproval.

"Nooooo… she taught me how to play an arcade game."

"Oh, but that's still not really a good deed, not like Buffy anyways."

"I am so sick of everyone comparing Faith to Buffy. Faith is just as much a
superhero as Buffy is, maybe even more so."

"How?"

"Well, for one, Faith can stake a vamp faster than Buffy."

"No she can't."

"Yes she can."

"How would you know? You haven't even been out on patrol."

"Faith told me."

"Figures."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, she is prone to telling fibs."

"Are you calling Faith a liar?"

"If she said she could stake faster than Buffy, than yes."

"I'm so telling her you said that when Faith gets back."

"Go ahead, then Buffy can learn about Faith spreading lies behind her back."

"Whatever." Dawn rolled her eyes, now pressing on the channel buttons far
more than necessary.

******

"So you're telling me, you and Willow never got a little drunk and got a
little out of hand?" Faith smirked.

"Ewww, no," Buffy replied.

"Come on, not just a little bit out of hand?"

"Well," Buffy lowered her eyes, "there was that one time."

"Really?" Faith asked eagerly.

"Yup. Willow and I ate…" Buffy paused for a second while Faith's jaw hit
the bed, "a whole box of cookies before my mom cooked us dinner."

"Is that so?" Faith replied dejectedly.

"Yup, mom got so mad she made us eat the whole dinner anyways."

"Big deal, we slayers can eat a horse."

"Yeah, but Willow's not a slayer, which meant her stomach was out to here."
Buffy drew her hand in front of her stomach, indicating the size of Willow's
belly.

"Bored already B," Faith yawned.

"Well, do you have anything more interesting?"

"Nothing you could handle."

"Try me."

"You sure?"

Buffy stared suspiciously into Faith's eyes, "On second thought, probably
best if I didn't know."

"Too late B, you asked for it."

"Okay, just promise to leave out the details."

"Sorry Princess, my stories are all detail."

******

"So these two girls are making out on this bed," Faith enthused.

"The one we're sitting on right now?" Buffy asked.

"Uh huh. So I decide to come over and break it up, when they both start
grabbing and groping at me."

"What'd you do?"

"I let them."

"You what?"

"See, I told you, you couldn't handle it."

"I can handle it." Buffy crossed her arms.

"Okay, next thing I know, the blonde's got her tongue down my throat and the
redhead's humpin' my leg."

"Eww…"

"Sure, B, eww all you want, but it happened."

"I can't believe you let them do that."

"I was drunk at the time."

"So it was the alcohol?"

"Totally, although the blonde was a pretty hot little number, kinda like
yourself, B." Faith winked.

"Faith…" Buffy blushed.

"I mean it."

"You're just saying that to gross me out."

"Oh?"

"I know what you're trying to do."

"Tell me Princess, what am I trying to do?" Faith purred, brushing back
Buffy's hair, exposing the blonde's neckline.

"The same thing you did in the ice cream shop," Buffy quavered.

"You mean when you tried to seduce me?" Faith asked, placing her left hand
on Buffy's thigh, as the brunette Slayer pressed her body closer.

"What are you talking about?" Buffy shook her head desperately, her heart
beating rapidly, and right hand unsuccessfully attempting to remove Faith's
hand from her thigh.

"You can't fool me, B. I saw the way you were looking at me."

"No. No look, there was absolutely no looking."

"Then what was with the wink?" Faith pressed Buffy up against the
headboard.

"Wink? That was you. You winked at me?" Buffy cried, trying to slip out to
the side, but Faith grabbed both of Buffy's wrists and pinned them to the
wall.

"You're right, B. That was me, and so is this." Faith leaned in, causing
Buffy to close her eyes.

Faith swallowed hard, smiling as she had Buffy's pouty lips in front of her.

Buffy, with her eyes shut tight, could feel Faith's hot breath moving
closer. The blonde Slayer almost squealed as she anticipated Faith's lips
on her own, but instead, she felt Faith's soft lips on her forehead.

Buffy warily opened her eyes to see Faith give her a wink, as the brunette
let go of the blonde's wrists. Buffy breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed
each of her wrists as she brought them in front of her body.

"Admit it, I had you there?" Faith repeated the exact words Buffy had said
in the ice cream parlor the first time they'd went.

"You had me," Buffy answered blushingly.

"Yup, and I have you now," Faith smirked as she began tickling the petite
blonde mercilessly, her hands eagerly seeking Buffy's sides as they slipped
underneath the thin, tight fabric of Buffy's top, roaming as far north as
she dared to go, but never to where she so desperately wanted.

Buffy cried out over and over again, begging Faith to stop, but only
half-heartedly pawing at Faith's hands as they reached under her shirt and
tickled her farther up her body.

Faith luxuriated in the moment as she straddled the blonde, her hands
exploring Buffy's body in the innocent act of tickling.

"Do you give?" Faith asked, stopping momentarily as she stared into
determined eyes.

"Never," Buffy stated adamantly.

Faith smiled, as her hands began their work once again, seeking the right
spot on each side that would cause Buffy to thrust up, pressing their
pelvises together, again and again.

To be continued.