Title: Repercussions, Reactions and Retaliation Book IV
Author: The Bear!
Spoilers: None really, this is in the Triadverse AU and follows RR&R Book III (it’s about a month later)
Pairing: Willow/Buffy/Tara Joyce/Giles Dawn/Xander Faith/Non-BtVS Characters
Summary: An enemy begins a campaign to bring down the Scoobies; plus, the Watcher’s Council is coming to town, but I repeat myself.
Warnings: NC17 (People will be having hot, sweaty, sticky, kinky, yummy sex in this story! (This chapter also has some smut in it, though not as much as the last.) If that offends you, feel free to PISS OFF)
Disclaimer: If I owned ‘em, they’d have to show it on the Xstasy Network.
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Chapter 4
‘And I thought this was gonna be easy,’ he mused, following his quarry’s GMC Yukon sport-utility vehicle as it turned off into the access road to Sunnydale International Airport.
‘I could still do it, easy enough...if I didn’t care about getting caught,’ he thought sardonically.
He followed on, fuming and planning as he went. ‘Maybe they’re just picking up somebody...I don’t care if there’s extras—just don’t be getting on a damn plane!’
“Son of a bitch!” he cursed aloud as the Yukon pulled onto the ‘departures’ ramp and into airport parking.
‘I could just do the other one first...wait till she comes back,’ he considered for a moment. ‘Damn but I hate having to break off!’
He growled aloud as he came to a decision. ‘No, screw it. I’m gonna get this little bitch and I don’t care if I gotta chase her across the fricken country to do it!’
He quickly found a parking spot and gave a sad look toward his job-kit. ‘Damn but I hate having to leave that behind!’ he thought in annoyance. Shaking his head, he climbed up out of his black Cadillac DeVille and hurried toward the entrance so he could reacquire his target without having to follow her across the lot.
As his target and her boyfriend went to the United counter he faded into line a few spots behind them. ‘Yeah, feel the jazz,’ he thought as he tested his skill; maintaining proximity to his target without being detected.
When they finally made it to the counter, he perked up a bit. ‘Vegas, huh? This might not be too bad after all!’
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‘Crap, I hate this!’ Faith thought with a sigh as she stared at the wall in the darkened bedroom. ‘Good thing I don’t need much sleep, ‘cause I got a feeling I ain’t gettin’ any tonight!’
Even the feeling of her lover Beth spooned against her back, normally very soothing, wasn’t enough to make her relax.
Slowly, so as not to disturb those who were able to sleep, Faith moved over and up out of the bed. She walked toward the bathroom, kicking the crumpled clothing on the floor over and into the hamper as she went. The act brought a smile to her face as she remembered how it got there, ‘Damn she was eager tonight! She’s so fricken hot when she gets like that...ripping the clothes off my body like a freaking mad-woman; I mean I’ve had guys do that, but it was always ‘cause they couldn’t wait to get their dick in me—she couldn’t wait to eat me out till I was screaming her name like a damn banshee wail!’
She closed the bathroom door behind her before flicking on the lights. ‘Alex made it even hotter, just standing there, stroking that big dick of his and watching us like a starving man standing at the friggen all-you-can-eat buffet!’
“You are one lucky bitch!’ she whispered to herself, smiling at her reflection and stroking the line of already fading hackles that went down her neck and onto her breasts. Even the voice of negativity, that dark specter that always used to mutter scornfully in the back of her mind, couldn’t contradict that statement.
Still, her smile faded as the reminiscence about her lovers was replaced by thoughts of current and upcoming events. She sat down to empty her bladder as the darker musings ran through her mind.
‘Today I get to face watcher man...the one that sent those guys to kill me the first time,’ she thought with some trepidation. ‘Of course it was B that had to deal with them the first, first time—when I pulled that stupid body-switch crap.’
‘She was there when they tried to shoot me on the roof...saved my life even.’ She deliberately skipped past the memories that followed, of her going to prison, and focused on more recent events. ‘B stopped the last time too, sent me off to Vegas to pick up little sis while she dealt with them for me.’
She sighed again, then finished her business and went back to the bedroom. Being the Slayer, her vision instantly adjusted to the darkness and she stood for several moments, looking at her sleeping lovers. “Damn, they’re so...beautiful,” she whispered softly, feeling uncomfortable with the sentiment but unable to come up with anything else that could describe the scene before her.
Desire to return to the bed warred with certainty that she wouldn’t be able to sleep as she stood there watching them slumber. After a minute of uncertainty she walked over to the hamper and grabbed a pair of Alex’s boxer-shorts and slipped them on. ‘Screw it, I’ll go find something to eat or something,’ she decided.
***
The sound of the French doors clicking open didn’t startle Faith. ‘Gotta love that Slayer hearing,’ she thought, having heard her lover’s footsteps through the living room in the stillness of the early morning.
She was reclining on one of the deck’s padded loungers, the bright moonlight giving her nearly nude body an ethereal glow.
“Faithy?” Beth’s voice was soft and filled with concern. “What’s wrong?”
“Couldn’t sleep,” she answered with a shrug.
“Mmm, but I missed my favorite body pillow!” Beth whined, giving an exaggerated pout. She immediately rectified the situation by climbing onto Faith, straddling her pelvis and laying against the Slayer’s ample chest.
Faith couldn’t help but grin at her lover’s behavior. ‘I am never inviting any of the Scoops over here; they’d never let me live it down when they saw what a freakin softie I’ve turned into!’ she thought as her arms automatically wrapped around the slightly smaller brunette.
“Alex still sleeping?” Faith softly asked. She could feel Beth’s lips pulling into a grin against her skin as she answered.
“Yep, you know Alex,” Beth answered with a small chuckle.
“Yeah, that guy can sleep through just about anything,” Faith answered with a little laugh of her own.
“Mmm,” Beth agreed. “But, we know how to wake him up, don’t we?” she asked with a wet, open-mouthed kiss to Faith’s collarbone.
“Oh yeah,” Faith agreed breathily, enjoying a few morning memories.
“Well, there’s got to be a reason it’s hard in the morning, right?” Beth asked with a wicked tone to her voice.
“Hell yeah, gotta love that morning wood!” Faith chuckled.
They settled into silence for several minutes before Beth quietly asked, “You worried about your meeting today?”
“No...I dunno,” Faith backed down from her knee-jerk denial.
“I guess...I just never had to deal with the Watchers before...not really—I mean there was that one time with Wes, but that was no big,” she started to explain.
“What do you mean?” Beth asked softly, nuzzling Faith’s shoulder with her cheek.
“B was always there, usually in my place,”
“In your place?” Beth’s voice broke the silence when Faith hadn’t continued her thought.
“Um, yeah...well,” she mumbled, looking away.
Beth said nothing, just placed soft kisses on her shoulder and collarbone.
“Ok, see, I...when I woke up from that coma, I uh...I kinda did this body-switch thing,” she flushed with shame and embarrassment at the memory.
“What do you mean?” Beth asked in a quiet, even voice, continuing with the calming kisses.
“The mayor...he left me this tape and this magic thing...I was really messed up, and still way pissed at B—all the Scoobies, really.” She hastily rubbed away the tear that was threatening to fall from her right eye. “So anyway, this magic thing made it so I could, um, swap places with B. It’s like I was in her body, and she got stuck in mine.”
‘Thank you!’ she thought fervently when Beth didn’t press for details of the event.
“So, the watchers came after me, but B got stuck dealing with them cause she was, you know...”
“In your body,” Beth finished when Faith trailed off.
“Yeah.” Faith hugged Beth tightly too her, thinking, ‘How did I get so damn lucky?’
“Then, in LA, they came again, and even though me and B were having this screaming match and I figured she was about to beat me down...” she trailed off again, thinking, ‘I would welcomed it, too.’
“She saved me, threw me down and covered me with her own body when the bullets started to fly,” she continued the story.
“You weren’t kidding when you said things were complicated between you two,” Beth whispered.
‘Damn it! Now I’m hurting her again!’ Faith railed against herself.
“Hey!” Beth growled.
Faith was shocked when Beth grabbed her by the chin and turned her face till their gazes locked.
“Stop it! Quit worrying about making me jealous of Buffy.” Beth demanded. “You’re here, I’m here, Alex is here...well in the bedroom, but you know what I mean!”
Astonished, all Faith could do was laugh at the intensity with which her lover babbled that last part.
“Better,” Beth allowed with a smile of her own. “You’ve got to stop beating yourself up, thinking you’re hurting me!”
‘Wow!’ Faith thought, eyes wide in wonder.
“Yes, I am amazing, and yes, you’re very lucky to have me,” Beth said with a teasing smile. “Now, back to the subject.”
‘I am so going to make you cum screaming my name later!’ Faith vowed to herself.
“Yeah, so...that was that time, and then a few months ago, right before I met you and Alex, they tried again.” Faith continued. “G-man found out the watchers were sending another hit team to take me back to Jolly Old for a trial and pretty sure to be followed by execution.”
She could feel Beth’s whole body shudder against her own, and she rubbed her hands up and down over her back, trying to reassure her. “B and the gang were all over it. Sent me and X-man to Vegas to pick up G-man, Mrs. S and Little uh...I mean Dawn...while they put the smack-down on the British Invasion.”
Beth’s shaking against the Slayer was this time due to laughter.
After a several silent moments, Beth prompted, “But this time?”
Faith didn’t say anything for several moments before sighing deeply. “I dunno, Bethy,” she whispered. “There’s something wrong with B,” she said with a wince. ‘Crap, I actually said it,’ she thought, as though verbalizing it made it that much more true.
“How do you mean?” Beth asked. “Did she get hurt or something?”
“I don’t really know how it happened, but...she freaked out on Giles the other day and the only reason was ’cause he wanted the witches to take this amulet thing back to England so some more witches could look at it,” she blurted out all at once.
“Freaked out?” Beth asked, clearly seeking more information.
“Yeah, like screaming, crying, ripping his door off the hinges and running home to her witches freaking out.” Faith explained.
“You’re kidding!” Beth immediately protested, her head snapping up to look Faith in the face.
“She told me herself,” Faith insisted.
“But...how? Why?” Beth sputtered.
Faith chuckled. “Not sure, G-man’s gonna research it. He said something about a mega-case of separation anxiety, or something like that.”
“So, she became upset at the thought of being separated from Willow and Tara?” Beth sought clarification.
“Um, yeah...I guess that’s pretty much it,” Faith agreed.
“But, they didn’t leave, did they?” Beth asked.
“No way,” Faith immediately agreed. “You think B’s gonna let Giles send her witches away if she doesn’t want them to go?” She laughed somewhat sardonically.
“I take it that’s a ‘no’?” Beth asked with an answering smile, then laid her head back down on Faith’s shoulder.
Her lover’s hand began to move up her side, causing Faith to hum softly with pleasure. She did, however continue the line of discussion as she added, “Trust me, If stuff ain’t going B’s way, it’s time to fricken duck and cover, ’cause it’s about to hit the fan.”
“She gets her way a lot, I take it?” Beth said, her voice carrying her smile.
“Ha!” Faith grunted. “That ain’t the half of it. B gets whatever B wants, and no one gets to tell her different.”
“Really?” Beth asked evenly.
“Well, except now Blondie gets to tell her what to do...mostly in the bedroom though,” she trailed off thoughtfully.
“So, just generally worried then, nothing big for certain?” Beth asked.
“Yeah, I...I guess I was just letting it get to me,” Faith realized. “Maybe I was making it a bigger deal in my head than it really was.”
“Always glad to help, Faithy,” Beth said breathily, her hand moving to ‘accidentally’ caress the side of the Slayer’s breast.
‘Mmm, ’bout done talking I think,’ Faith concluded with a happy grin. Then she sobered for a moment. ‘I should tell her, or I could just show her...no, tell her. She deserves it, right?’
She leaned back and lifted Beth’s face up to meet her gaze. Staring for a moment while she gathered her courage, she finally whispered, “You do—I mean, you did...you know?”
“Thank you,” Beth’s smile practically radiated joy at Faith’s avowal.
With that, Faith utilized her superhuman strength to lift Beth up and twist them both around so that Beth was on her back with Faith sliding down her t-shirt clad body towards her goal. ‘Jeeze!’ she thought in amazement. ‘My mouth is fricken watering just thinking’ ’bout licking your sweet pussy!’
Reaching the hem of the long shirt, Faith pushed it upward while kissing and then licking the insides of Beth’s thighs.
“Oh Faithy!” Beth sighed appreciatively.
‘No panties,’ Faith thought with a grin as she reached the apex of Beth’s thighs.. ‘Girl after my own heart!’
Unabashedly, Beth reached down and yanked the hem of her shirt up and over her head, apparently not caring that it was still over her arms and therefore bunched up behind her neck.
“Jeeze I love it when she does that!’ Faith thought delightedly when her lover opened her legs wide and then swung them upward at the same time she pulled her torso forward like a stomach crunch. In an incredibly gymnastic-like feat, the brunettes legs locked in behind her shoulders, stretching back as she straightened her body out, leaving her limber body bent in half at the waist and her glistening vulva open and jutting upward toward Faith’s face.
“Eat me Faithy! Make me scream!” Beth demanded, grabbing the Slayer by her hair and pulling her sharply down against her slick flesh.
“Yes ma’am!” Faith grunted, her voice muffled by Beth’s wet sex. Immediately, the Slayer delved downward into her lover’s body with her long, strong tongue. Her mouth and nose mashed against her lover’s lips and clit as she vigorously moved her head in random circles while seeking out that special spot with her tongue.
Another blessing of Faith’s supernatural calling was the ability to hold her breath comfortably for several minutes. She utilized this gift to bestow uninterrupted pleasure within her lover and within three or four minutes Beth’s request was fulfilled.
‘That’ll wake up the neighbors!’ Faith thought happily, hearing her name being shrieked aloud.
“Good thing people in Sunnydale ignore screams in the night.”
Faith smiled against her lover’s tasty pussy at the sound of her other lover’s sardonic voice. She pulled away just for a moment to breathe and shot a quick glance his way.
‘Mmm, a guy after my own heart too,’ she thought, seeing him standing there, buck-naked and hard as a rock.
“We’re kinda busy right now stud, why don’t you park that thing in the back?” she nodded toward his cock and gestured with her thumb toward her own backside. She didn’t wait to see his reaction, but immediately turned back toward Beth’s wide open sex and began to strongly suck her swollen clit.
“Yes! Faith!” Beth shouted encouragingly.
The Slayer moaned as Alex followed her instructions, yanking his boxer-shorts down her hips and stroking a finger along her own wetness. ‘Crap, like I wouldn’t be wet and ready, sucking this hot pussy!’ she thought—her impatience overwhelming any appreciation of his thoughtfulness.
She didn’t have long to wait, though. She felt his head against her lips, his hands on her hips, and then he shoved his big dick deep inside her with one fast thrust.
‘Oh hell yeah!’ Faith thought hungrily, pushing her ass back to meet his thrusts with a hard slap of flesh. She redoubled her efforts to drive Beth to her second orgasm, moving one hand to pinch and tug on her puckered nipples, and the other she slid under her chin, slipping two fingers into Beth to rub on the spot where her tongue had recently held sway.
“Oh God Faith!” Beth grunted through clenched teeth as her body tensed under Faith’s ministrations.
Soon Beth was screaming again and Faith began to shudder in the throes of her own orgasm. Her pleasure was trebled as Alex bellowed her name into the night air.
‘Damn, sometimes it is good to be me!’ she mused happily, worries about watchers and other slayers overshadowed for now.
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“Mmm, gotta love first class!” Dawn whispered with a sigh as the plane rose into the air. ‘Maybe we really were worried for nothing,’ she thought, feeling her body relax as they moved into the relative safety of the sky. ‘Now all we have to do is not crash!’
“Oh yeah,” Xander agreed to her spoken comment. “It almost makes me wish this was a longer flight!”
‘Yeah, that’s right...short flight, I’m gonna have to work fast,’ she thought with a secretive smile.
“Uh oh,” Xander said softly, attracting her attention.
“What?” she asked.
“That smile,” he said with a look of trepidation. “What kind of scheme is running through that dangerous mind now?”
If anything, her grin widened. “I’m sure I don’t know what you mean,” Dawn said, lying through her teeth. “I think you’re just being suspicious today,” she added dismissively.
“Uh huh, right,” he answered back disbelievingly.
Dawn didn’t deign to answer that. She sat back and watched the ground recede through the window.
Immediately after the plane leveled out and the seat-belt light went out, she looked around to see if anyone else was making a bee-line to the toilet. When no-one did, she leaned over to nudge Xander, “Xan?”
“Yeah?” he asked guardedly.
“Why don’t you go wash your hands?”
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‘Man, oh man!’ Xander thought to himself nervously. ‘I can’t believe I’m about to have sex in a freaking airplane bathroom!’
‘She’s definitely gonna be the death of me,’ he mused, shaking his head. Just then, the door opened and she squeezed in, pressing up against him as she closed it behind her. The smile on her face bespoke both excitement and hunger.
‘But what a way to go!’ he thought, not for the first time.
“God, Xan!” she huffed out excitedly. She reached behind his neck an pulled his head down for a kiss, muttering, “I got so wet thinking of doing this!”
“Mmph!” he whimpered against her mouth. His whimper turned into a groan as her hands found his zipper, opening it and reaching in to grasp his cock through the material of his boxer shorts. A slight wince as she worked his stiffened prick out of his fly, then a heartfelt sigh as she began to gently stroke him.
She broke the kiss and panted, “I want you in me so bad, Sugar!”
“Oh yeah!” he growled, lust overwhelming any lingering reticence as he lifted her up to sit on the edge of the tiny sink area. “Gah! You’re soaked!” he cried softly as he pulled her panties aside.
“All for you, Sugar!” she whispered, staring deep into his eyes.
His own eyes slipped shut for a moment as she guided him into her. “Nothing better!” he sighed as he sank himself all the way inside of her slick, warm sex.
“Nothing better than what?” she teased, her voice breathy.
His eyes opened and he focused on her gaze as he answered seriously, “Nothing better than being inside you!”
“Mmm, that’s the truth!” she agreed emphatically as he began to thrust.
Knowing this was going to have to be a quickie, Xander kept his movements short and fast. He curled his fingers under her panties and held them farther aside, using his thumb to briskly rub her stiff little clit, causing her to groan aloud.
“Almost there Dawn!” he whimpered when he felt himself getting close not a minute later.
“Oh God, me too!” she squeaked, her hips twitching and slapping against him.
“Did you...cast that...glamour?” he huffed out as her cries grew louder.
Her smile was pure wickedness as she shook her head and panted out, “Nope!”
A rush of excitement, embarrassment and lust shot through him and he nearly shouted her name, rebuke transitioning into a cry of orgasm half-way through.
She took a few seconds more, panting out, “Yes...yes...yes!” Then, “Xander!” she grunted out his name through clenched teeth.
They kissed sloppily for a few seconds as their breathing evened out.
“Wow!” Dawn whispered with a broad smile. “Welcome to the Mile-High club, yay us!”
Xander smiled back, torn between amazement, pleasure, and embarrassment. “You know, there’s no way everybody out there didn’t hear us!” he admonished gently.
“Good!” Dawn quipped unrepentantly. “I want everyone to know that you belong to me, especially that vapid, blond stewardess!”
“Huh?” he stammered, suddenly perplexed.
She smiled warmly at him, “Do you have any idea how much I love you?” she asked, seemingly out of the blue.
“Huh? I mean, me too—I love you too, but huh?” he babbled, confused by the course of conversation.
She shook her head, continuing to smile widely. “She’s been looking at you like an afternoon snack ever since we got seated...and you didn’t even notice.”
“Oh...um, sorry?” he said, utterly clueless.
She gently stroked his cheek and then placed a chaste kiss on his lips. “No, Xan. Don’t be sorry, it’s just one more thing that makes me completely crazy about you.”
“I’m...not sure I understand,” he said hesitantly. ‘I feel like I’m tip-toeing through a minefield sometimes...’ he added in his thoughts.
“And that’s what makes it perfect—it’s not something you try to do, you just do it.”
“Um, and that’s a good thing, yeah?” he offered up hopefully.
“Very good thing!” she nodded.
“Good.” He breathed a sigh of relief.
‘God she’s beautiful!’ he thought adoringly as she giggled.
“Now, you go sit down, I’ve got a mess to clean up before I go back out,” she said.
“Sorry bout that,” he mumbled with a goofy grin.
“Mmm, I’m not!” she purred.
‘Holy Crap!’ he thought as she boldly reached down between her legs and scooped up some of their combined essence on her fingers. She brought up the sticky digits between them, and then slowly, deliberately licked them clean, like a cat cleaning it’s paw.
“You’re killing me, Dawn!” he groaned, hastily tucking his dick into his pants, wincing slightly at the wetness of it against his leg.
“Go on,” she said with a laugh. “I’ll be out in a minute.”
“Right,” he said, reaching behind him in the cramped space and working the door open. He slipped out and quickly closed it and turned around to return to his seat.
‘Doh! So busted’ he thought, blushing furiously as the two stewardesses in the first class section were standing across the service space, staring at him.
The younger one, bleach-blond and showing lots of cleavage was glaring at him angrily, while the other, a graceful-looking middle-aged woman was actually smiling at him with a knowing twinkle in her eye.
“Excuse me,” he whispered hoarsely. He moved past them, clearing his suddenly dry throat and then re-entered the cabin space. His embarrassed blush dissipated not a whit as he noted that every eye in first class was focused on him.
Looking down at his feet, he shuffled his way back to his seat. ‘Couldn’t cast the damn glamour?’ he thought exasperatedly. ‘We’re gonna have to talk about this exhibitionist streak you’re developing, Dawn!’
As he reached his row, he couldn’t help but chuckle at himself, ‘Yeah right, like you really hate it that she can’t keep her hands off of you Xan!’
His eyes raised to the seats across the aisle from him and saw an older couple there, the woman looking at him scornful, but her husband behind her winking and giving him a surreptitious thumbs-up before quickly composing himself when his wife turned back.
He focused back on the front of the cabin—ignoring any faces that might be turned his way—as he waited for Dawn to reappear.
He could just see the blonde stewardess standing there, glaring at the door as though lying in wait.
‘Oh boy, she’d better behave or Dawn’s gonna kick her ass right here on the plane!’ he thought, worried images of and in-flight altercation filling his brain.
Then Dawn did exit the restroom. ‘Holy friggen cow, she looks sexy!’ the thought smacked his worries away. ‘Yet again, it was so worth it!’
Immediately he could see that Dawn noticed the agitated blonde. ‘Here it comes!’ he thought.
Dawn slowly licked her lips, staring right at the stewardess, and then spoke too softly for him to hear, though he thought he could read her lips, ‘Did she just say “Yummy”?’ he mentally squawked.
Whatever it was, it had a noticeable effect on the blonde, as her jaw dropped in astonishment. Before she could make any other reaction, Dawn flipped her hair and walked away from the stewardess, her contempt for the bleached blonde clear to everyone that might be watching.
The other stewardess’ laughter rang out loud. ‘Thank God for that!’ he thought as the blonde stewardess whipped around to whisperingly berate her co-worker, removing her attention from Dawn.
The brunette in question ignored anyone else’s stares and walked—practically pranced—down the aisle, head held high and a superior smile on her face.
She took her seat next to him and immediately snuggled against him. “I don’t know which I like better, Sugar Bear,” she whispered.
“I’m afraid to ask,” he answered.
“Mmm, I don’t know if it’s the way you feel in me...or the way you taste in me,” she practically purred in his ear.
His whole body shuddered and his cock actually twitched in his pants, becoming partially erect. “Thank God this is a short flight!” he muttered as she giggled at him once again.
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