FIC: Girls Interrupted (2/2)

["Angelina " <angelina2006@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

TITLE: Girls Interrupted
AUTHOR: Angelina 
DISCLAIMER: All characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. 
SUMMARY: Buffy and Willow are having trouble finding somewhere to?do 
stuff.
SPOILERS: None really, set quite near the beginning of Season 3 and 
doesn't fit in with the time line at all.
DISTRIBUTION ? You want it? It's yours, just drop me an e-mail.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: All feedback welcome. "Mochas?" "Yes please!" This 
popped into my head when I was trying to write the end of my other 
story.  



Willow eyed Buffy warily as she drew into the school parking lot.

"I thought we were going patrolling?" she asked, knowing Buffy was up 
to something.

"We are, but I need stakes don't I?" said Buffy, innocently. "We'll 
just stop by the library and pick some up as I seem to have totally 
forgotten to bring any."

"Hmmm." was all Willow said.

As they walked through the darkened hallways Willow wrapped an arm 
around Buffy's waist. Buffy smiled and threw her own arm loosely 
over Willow's shoulder. It was nice being by themselves for a 
change. They didn't need to talk, just the closeness was enough. 

Reaching the library they found that it was empty. Buffy was 
pleased, she'd thought that she remembered Giles saying something 
about watching some musty old documentary on TV that night so her 
suspicions that she and Willow would have the place to themselves 
were confirmed. Without switching the lights on Buffy grabbed Willow 
and carried her to the table where she sat her down and kissed her 
thoroughly. Willow responded eagerly but started to get a bit 
worried when she felt Buffy's hand sneak up the front of her T-shirt.

"Mwha?what are you doing?" she asked, pulling away from Buffy's lips 
and regarding the hand with some alarm.

"Well, I know it's been a while Will but I was hoping you'd remember 
how to do it!"

"Do it? Here? We can't do it here!!!" Willow was very flustered 
and tried, without success, to get Buffy's hand to somewhere less?
distracting.  

"Yes we can, there's no-one here, Giles is at home, it's just the two 
of us and the moonlight."

"Cheeseball lines aren't going to convince me Buffy," said 
Willow. "It'd be like doing it in a church or something, I'd feel 
really weird about it."

Buffy sighed and removed her hand. "Why?"

"Because?because we sit here everyday with everyone else and if we'd 
done it on this table I'd never be able to look at it without going 
bright red and?and this is Giles' place, it's like we'd be doing it 
in his bed or on his couch and?"

"OK" said Buffy, looking around the dimly lit room. She spied 
something. "How about in the book cage?"

Willow looked at the cage doubtfully. Under normal circumstances she 
would have nixed this idea too. But the two close encounters of 
earlier in the day had left her feeling more than a little 
frustrated. So, without thinking about it too much in case she 
chickened out, she grabbed Buffy by the front of her shirt and 
dragged her into the book-cage. Buffy was ecstatic. She had been 
losing hope during Willow's little rant and didn't think she had much 
chance of getting any `quality time'. So when Willow gave up without 
much of an argument Buffy was willing to go with the flow.  

The cage was quite roomy, despite there being stacks of books here 
and there. Willow pushed Buffy against the wall and kissed her hard 
on the mouth. She reached down and pulled Buffy's sweater over her 
head, leaving her in a black satin bra. Willow stood back for a 
moment, absorbing Buffy's fantastic body ? the full breasts, the 
toned abdominal muscles ? and just had to reach out and touch her.  
She ran her hands down Buffy's sides, enjoying the shiver she felt go 
through the slayer. Her hands came to rest on the waistband of 
Buffy's jeans. She began unbuttoning them as Buffy feathered little 
kisses onto her neck. Kissing her once on the mouth, Willow kneeled 
down in front of Buffy, slowly pulling down her jeans over her hips.

At that precise moment in time the lights went up and illuminated the 
entire room. Willow sprang up, her head connecting with Buffy's 
chin. That coupled with the neither up nor down trousers inevitably 
resulted in Buffy lying on the floor.

"Cordelia, I do hope you haven't dragged me away from a very 
informative evening's viewing to do your homework for you."

"Not do it?although, if you wanted to?"

"I most certainly do not want to. I'll help you find the books you 
need and then you must go home and try working for a change!"

"I do work! It's just that I've had a lot on with the cheerleaders 
and stuff, plus all the help I give you bozos on this demon-fighting 
thing you seem to get your kicks from?you'd think you'd be a little 
more appreciative of my help."

Giles sighed. "Yes Cordelia, we are all eternally in your debt.  
Now, what is the essay title again?"

While Cordelia was explaining some history question to Giles, Willow 
was having a minor stroke in the book-cage. She was trying to get 
Buffy upright and fully dressed before they were discovered. Buffy, 
for her part, managed to get her trousers up and almost fastened 
before Giles walked past on his way to the stacks and did a double 
take.  

"My word! What are you two doing in there?" Then, upon observing 
Buffy's state of undress and Willow's obvious embarrassment he put 
two and two together and was very shocked at the outcome. Cordelia of 
course could not help but come for a look.

"Well Giles, if you don't know what they were doing I think it's 
about time someone told you about the birds and the bees." said 
Cordelia, giving Buffy and Willow a knowing look. 

"We?we?just came by to get some weapons." stammered Willow.

"Weapons? I didn't think you'd be into that sort of stuff Willow, 
never had you pegged for an S&M freak!" Cordelia was enjoying this 
immensely.

"For patrol," said Buffy, seeing that Willow was beyond speech. She 
had her sweater back on and wanted out of there as quickly as 
possible. "And we have them now so?goodbye." She grabbed Willow's 
hand and pulled her along as she walked briskly past an open mouthed 
Giles to the door.

"Don't forget the safety word Willow!" shouted Cordelia.

*****

On patrol Willow was very quiet. Buffy thought it was best not to 
say anything just yet. She was probably still in shock. There was 
very little in the way of vamp action. A couple of newbies in the 
cemetery but nothing too taxing. Buffy was disappointed. She'd 
hoped that she'd get a good workout slaying, as any other outlet of 
her emotions was looking less and less likely. They sat silently on 
a bench in the graveyard for a while before Willow realised that she 
was cold. She moved nearer to Buffy and snuggled into her for 
warmth. Buffy took this as a sign she was forgiven. She leaned over 
and placed a tiny kiss on Willow's cheek by way of an experiment.  
Sensing no resistance she moved down to her lips. The kissing 
continued for quite some time. The day's mishaps were forgotten as 
they became lost in each other. Able to stand it no longer Willow 
broke their kiss and looked around for a secluded spot?desperate 
times call for desperate measures after all. Spotting a large crypt 
she stood and pulled Buffy up with her. They headed over to in hand 
in hand. Behind the crypt the ground was flat and dry.

"Are you sure about this?" asked Buffy, hoping the answer was yes.

"I'm sure." Wasting no time Willow, got Buffy onto the ground and 
straddled her thighs. Encouraged by the desire she saw burning in 
Buffy's eyes she leaned down and attacked her lips again.  

Approximately five seconds later the lovers heard a rustling of grass 
followed by a swoosh of air. And then a loud exclamation.

"Jesus Red!" They turned to see a stake, frozen about half an inch 
from Willow's back. The other end of the stake was attached to 
Faith's hand. The dark slayer stumbled back and dropped the stake.

"What the hell are you doing?" screamed Buffy, still pinned under a 
catatonic Willow.
 
"What the hell am I doing? What about you two? I thought she was 
frickin' feeding off you B!!" said Faith, visibly shaken. She 
collected herself quickly, slipping into her normal wise-ass 
mode. "Although if I'd come along much later there woulda been some 
kind of eating goin' on!"

"Faith!" Buffy never knew quite how to respond to her counterpart's 
crude sexual comments.

"What? I'm just surprised is all. I had you two down for the 
candles and slow music kinda lovin'" said Faith grinning. "Hell, 
even I don't get down and dirty in graveyards."

Buffy managed to stand up, bringing Willow with her, she was 
beginning to get over nearly being skewered by a piece of wood.  

"There was no `down and dirty' here." 

"Oh no? You look pretty dirty from where I'm standing." said Faith, 
slapping Buffy's behind which was covered in grass and soil. Willow 
put a territorial hand on Buffy's rear end. Faith noticed this and 
laughed.

"Hey Red don't worry, I'm not movin' in on your girl. I don't swing 
that way." Buffy and Willow both looked at her with raised 
eyebrows. "Why is everyone so surprised by that? I get propositions 
from girls all the time."

"Maybe it's because you're so?so?" Willow didn't know quite how to 
finish the sentence. Buffy decided to help her out.

"Sexual?"  

Faith considered this. "Yeah, I suppose, but I like something to 
hold onto when I'm in bed, if you know what I mean." They did, only 
too well. "But hey, I'm all for equal opportunities, boink who you 
want to boink, that's my philosophy."

Willow cringed at the blunt way Faith put things. "Could you not use 
that word Faith?" she asked, politely.

"What, you'd prefer me to say fu?"

"Boink will do nicely," said Buffy.

Faith smiled. "So, you two lust-bunnies are havin' trouble findin' a 
bed huh?" Reluctantly they both nodded. Faith reached into her 
pocket and brought out a key. "Here, I'm going to the Bronze for a 
while ? got some pent up energy to work off. Why don't you work 
yours off in my room?"

Buffy and Willow looked at each other. It only took a second for 
them to decide. Buffy reached out and took the key.

"Thanks Faith, we really appreciate it."

"No big. Guess I owe you for almost making a kebab out of your 
girlfriend. Just change the sheets when you're done."

"Sure thing." And they almost ran off in the direction of Faith's 
sleazy motel.

Faith watched them go. "I hope the landlord doesn't come by lookin' 
for the rent!" She chuckled at this thought and headed off in search 
of a young stud to use and abuse for the night.

THE END

(Sorry, I'm not good at writing sex scenes so I'm leaving it up to 
your imagination ? unless someone else wants to write what happened 
in Faith's motel room that night!)