"Oh brother!" Willy cringed when he noticed the other slayer standing in the doorway, looking around. He waved his towel to get Buffy's attention. "You just missed her."

A frown marred her pretty face. As she went over to the bar, several of the patrons scrambled out.

Willy shook his head in disgust. "Slayer, you're not good for business. I already told you; Faith left. In fact you just missed her. If you hurry..."

Buffy waved her hand impatiently to silence him. "What are you doing serving her?! She's underage, and you know it."

"Hey, she's got a fist that says differently. What do ya expect?"

"Not much, Willy and still you manage to let me down." The little slayer noted, wrinkling her nose in distaste as she strolled from the dive.

Buffy searched around for a bit longer before deciding it was time to call Giles. Now she was going to have to tell him that Faith was missing. Of course if he'd listened earlier, she could have had everyone already searching.

Wandering home, she began to ponder the implications of the sexy brunette's sudden disappearance. *What if Faith left me?!* She cursed herself for not checking the rest of Faith's belongings. *Oh god! It'll be worse than when Angel left... I love her more.* Tears were running down her cheeks as she stepped inside.

It was cold comfort to know that at least she wouldn't have to explain anything to her mother. Mrs. Summers had left that morning on a buying trip. That gave her and the Scoobies all weekend to locate the errant slayer.

Buffy trudged toward the phone, stopping in her tracks when she saw Faith.

The sultry slayer looked heart-stoppingly gorgeous. She was freshly showered and clad in black leather pants and a nearly non-existent top. Her make-up was applied perfectly and her hair, though slightly damp, fell in delicate dark waves down her back.

"Faith." The name came out as a gasp. Buffy was both shocked and elated that Faith was there.

"Hey B." The brunette casually walked past and sat on the couch to put on her boots.

"Hi." Buffy greeted her breathlessly, glancing at the jacket still slung over a chair near her. Faith had obviously only come home to freshen up. "Are you going somewhere?"

Dark-eyes slowly rose to meet her own. "Yeah, I was thinking that I might. It's Friday night. I'm just kinda bored, yunno?... Itchin' for some action."

Buffy's face fell, her heart filled with disappointment. "Oh."

Faith picked up her jacket, slipping it on while the little slayer struggled for an idea on how to make her stay.

Finally as the younger girl moved past her, she blurted. "My mom's out of town."

"Yeah?" Faith's stopped, her hand on the doorknob as she turned. "So?"

"So... uh... um..." Buffy racked her brain, suddenly snapping her fingers. "We should have a party!"

"A party? What, like one of those stupid college kegger things?!" Faith snorted at the suggestion. "You can count me out. Besides, I don't think that your mom would take too kindly to us wrecking her house the second she goes out of town."

Buffy's eyes filled with tears as Faith started to leave. She couldn't help it. She had waited all day to see the other slayer, and now Faith was just going to leave... and do god knows what, with god knows who. The little blonde did the only thing left that she could think of, she begged.

"Faith." Clutching the sexy slayer's arm, she began to sniffle. "Please stay home with me tonight."

Faith glanced down at her in surprise. "B, what's the matter?"

"I... I don't want you to go. That's all." Her tears were in earnest as shame mixed with her frustration. The little slayer felt woefully inadequate and decidedly pathetic.

Faith stared at her for a moment, unsure of how to respond. In the past, she would have just pushed the pretty blonde away and laughed at her, but her dream still haunted her.

She gazed down at the chosen one and suddenly felt sympathy for her... and something else. Quickly, she shoved down the terrifying emotion and clung to what was comfortable for her, lust.

"Um... Alright." Awkwardly, the dark slayer stepped back in and closed the door.

Buffy's face lit up. A beautiful smile settled across her features, tugging at Faith's heart.

*Oh no you don't! Don't let B have her way!* The feeling, familiar from the night before, instantly set off Faith's panic alarm. She needed to wipe that hypnotizing smile of Buffy's face before she was tricked.

"Since you're gonna bawl about... but tomorrow we have that double date, and we're going, got it?!" The brunette relaxed as the euphoric expression evaporated from the little blonde's face.

"Fine. What should we do tonight?" Buffy mumbled, walking back into the living room, relieved when Faith followed.

The younger girl glanced around. "I guess we can watch a movie." Her tone was decidedly flat and disinterested. Sitting down without even removing her jacket, Faith put her boots up onto the coffee table.

Buffy watched her for a moment then began nervously chewing her bottom lip. She turned and started to pace. "Faith, I wanted to talk to you about something." Hedging slightly, she peered over at the brunette. "I mean, I think that maybe... ugh!... No, what I want to say is..."

Faith interrupted. "Is this going take long? `Cause I'm already not having fun."

Swallowing back tears of frustration, Buffy plopped on the couch as Faith turned on the television. Both sat silent and tense. Out of the corner of her eye, Buffy could see the younger girl fiddling with the zipper on her jacket. Faith's demeanor was becoming more restless.

If she didn't do something soon, the dark beauty would probably bolt. It was already amazing to Buffy that Faith had stayed in at all. Panic put her motion, the little slayer slipped to the floor.

She made her way over on her knees, stopping in front of the shocked brunette and peering up at her to smile. Slowly and with shaky hands, Buffy reached and unfastened Faith's pants.

*****
Part 30: Learned It In a Dream

Aroused but still guarded, Faith gazed impassively at the pretty blonde, forcing Buffy to put forth the effort alone.

As she looked on, she remembered something; it was something Buffy told her in the dream. A sly smile slid across her face.

"Move."

"What?" The little slayer faltered, frowning at the perceived rejection. "You don't want to...?" Before she could finish the question, the brunette shoved her back and stood up.

"Relax." Faith grinned wickedly as she peeled down her leather pants. "I'll let you have some."

Buffy's heart speed up. The bad girl's words and actions had her instantly soaked. This was a scene straight from the little blonde's fantasies,... her kneeling in front Faith.... using her mouth to worship the younger slayer's pussy... while touching herself.

"Get undressed." The brunette instructed, her voice thick with need.

Squeezing her eyes shut, Buffy took a deep breath to steady herself. Slowly she rose to her feet. With trembling fingers, she fumbled with each button and clasp until finally she had shed the intrusive items. Waiting patiently, she stood nude for Faith to enjoy, allowing the brunette to gaze at her in all her golden glory.

If it were to be perfect, Faith would tell her what to do next. Unconsciously, she held her breath as the anticipation literally dripped from her.

"Back on your knees." Faith pointed to the floor, causing the little slayer to nearly swoon.

Dropping to the floor and lowering her head, Buffy peeked at her, suddenly the picture of submissiveness. Faith felt the image sear itself into her brain. *WOW!*

Keeping her facade of calm, the brunette casually reached out and placed her hand on the back of Buffy's head, pulling her close. "B, do you want permission to suck on my pussy?"

Whimpering slightly, the little blonde nodded her head vigorously, peering up and begging with her eyes.

"Okay, go ahead." Faith offered gently. She stared in fascination when Buffy's pretty mouth descended almost reverently. *Jesus-Frickin-Christ!*

The blonde began by delivering delicate kisses all along the outer lips, leisurely enjoying the silkiness of Faith's shaved pussy. Soon the scent of younger slayer's arousal became too alluring for her to ignore.

Leaning back, the little slayer gazed up, silently bidding the brunette to spread her legs.

Faith obliged, which was no easy task still fully dressed. The rogue slayer hadn't even removed her leather jacket, a detail that served to excite the prim and proper blonde even more.

Trying to assist, Buffy hurriedly pushed at Faith's pants until they pooled at her ankles. Stealing another thrill, she snuck in several caresses of Faith's black boots, while the brunette was busy.

Satisfied with her stance, her dark eyes darted down to the small slayer who quickly crept back into position.

Wordlessly, Buffy sought permission, only proceeding when Faith's hand guided her back.

"Yeah, that's it B... now slide your tongue inside...Ohhhh yeah, B... fuck me with your tongue... gawwwwd... that's good... yeahhh... now suck my clit... fuckkkk, you're good at that... B, you love sucking my pussy, don't ya?"

Buffy could feel her heart slamming against her chest as Faith's sexy voice floated all around her. *Oh god, yes!* She moaned and murmured against the velvety flesh under her lips.

Faith watched through heavy-lidded eyes as the small slayer began to squirm and wriggle, clinging desperately to her. A knowing smile curled the rogue slayer's lips. "B, you can touch yourself."

Buffy's hand immediately shot down between her legs, rubbing her pussy at frenzied pace. Witnessing that, brought Faith to an incredible climax.

Her fingers curled around the back of the blonde's delicate neck, holding her close. Tensing, she arched against Buffy's pretty face and shivered as wave after wave of ear ringing pleasure crashed over her. "Ohhhh.... Buffffffy!"

As soon as Faith clutched at her and screamed her name, Buffy joined her fellow slayer. Reaching her peak, the chosen one exploded into orgasm, gasping at its intensity.

Whimpering and still sucking greedily, Buffy's body went rigid. Her golden lashes fluttered as bright flashes of light ricocheted around under her eyelids.

Faith dreamily gazed down, watching the little blonde. *Dang! B is frickin' gorgeous!*

*****
Part 31: Sick and Wrong

"Okay, now we'll just stop by and get Buffy. I have my men already out in the field. The moment they locate those vampires seen with Adam, they'll call." Riley lowered his blaster and held up his cell phone. "You guys can go back to Giles's house and feed us that disk info from there." He glanced around at the scoobies. "Does everyone know the plan?"

"Yep. Good plan." Xander agreed, since he wasn't too keen on seeing that Adam thing again.

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"Bugger!" Cursing under his breath, Spike crouched at the window. His eyes grew wide as he watched the slayers. The show that they were putting on had the vampire so enthralled that he didn't hear the scoobies approach.

"Son-of-bitch!" Riley yanked the bleach blonde from the bushes in a rage. "That's it hostile 17! You're finished!"

"Wait! Riley, don't!" Willow held up her hand in panic.

Still clutching the vampire by the collar, the farm boy looked over at the witch. "And give me one good reason why I shouldn't stake this creep! I'm tired of him making eyes at my girlfriend!"

"Ha! Your girlfriend?! I don't think so mate. Have a look!" Spike snorted, gesturing toward the window that Xander and Anya were already perched at. Willow and Tara exchanged a glance before tentatively making their way over to look.

Snarling, Riley dropped Spike to the ground. "You're full of it!" He reached under his vest and pulled out a stake, but halted midway to the vamp's chest when he heard Willow's gasp. Peering over his shoulder, the soldier noticed all the scoobies were pressing their faces firmly to the window.

Xander muttered. "Holy Canoli... Buffster..."

"Xander, can we do that? I want to try that." Anya squeaked excitedly while the witches merely stood staring with their mouths hanging open.

Riley scowled, approaching the window to have a look for himself, and what he saw made his jaw drop.

Buffy was completely nude, her tanned, toned body glimmering gloriously with a thin sheen of sweat as she knelt behind the brunette. The younger girl was currently bent over the couch.

Faith's leather pants were pooled around her ankles, and Buffy's face was firmly buried between the cheeks of her ass. The little slayer was rubbing her own clit furiously, moving and moaning... licking and sucking, wearing a complete look of ecstasy.

"Buffy!" Riley could feel the blood rush from his face as he watched his girlfriend eagerly rimming her supposed cousin.

The brunette peeked over her shoulder at Buffy and smiled. She had never seen the little blonde so excited. Reaching between her legs, Faith slipped two fingers inside and started fucking herself. Any second now and they'd both explode. She could sense the small slayer's need. Buffy was at the edge; her tiny frame quivering uncontrollably.

"Oh Faith!... Faith... I love you!" The pretty little blonde whimpered between kisses, still kneeling and enjoying the younger girl's sweet bottom.

"I've seen enough!" Riley exclaimed, stepping back in horror.

The others were slow to respond as they continued watching the incredible scene. Xander swayed slightly, his hard-on making him dizzy.

It took a moment for any of them to notice the soldier missing. "Oh no!" Tara tugged Willow's sleeve. "Riley!"

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Kicking open the door, the Iowa farm boy stomped into the Summers' living room. "Buffy! What are you doing?!"

Jerking her head up, the little blonde gasped. "Riley!"

Faith slowly straightened up as Buffy jumped to feet, searching for her clothes.

Sputtering, Riley gestured at the brunette. "How could you?! She's your cousin! It's sick and wrong!"

Buffy was too busy scrambling to get dressed to respond. Her humiliation quadrupled as she saw the whole scooby gang come in, calling after Riley.

Xander quickly put a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm the college boy. "Riley listen..."

"No!" The soldier shoved him back.

"Hey! Ease up!" Faith warned, moving toward him. It hadn't taken her long to get presentable. The younger slayer only had to pull up her pants.

Riley's eyes narrowed, right before he lunged at Faith. With a chuckle, the brunette stepped to the side, watching as Riley landed on the coffee table, busting it.

Grimacing, the farm boy got to his feet and turned, preparing to attack again. Buffy reached up and grabbed his arm. "Wait Riley, don't!"

Roughly, the soldier yanked his arm away sending the tiny, unprepared blonde sailing across the room. Buffy hit the wall and slid down.

"THAT'S IT!" Faith shouted, rushing the college boy in a blind fury. "NOBODY HITS MY GIRL!"

"Uh-oh!" Was about all the scoobies could manage, before the brunette had Riley by the throat.

Witnessing the situation unfold, Buffy lifted a hand. "FAITH! NO!"

Glancing back at the little slayer, Faith's grip loosened and gave Riley a chance to twist free. He used that opportunity not to run but to throw a punch at the bitch who stole his girlfriend.

Faith's head snapped back, but she didn't stumble. With a growl, she picked the Iowa boy up and tossed him through the window, shouting. "Buffy's breaking up with you!"

Riley struggled to stand. "How'd you... ?" He stuttered for a moment in confusion until Spike walked past chuckling.

"That's the other slayer, Whitebread!" The vampire lit a cigarette, whistling as he strolled off.

Dusting her hands, Faith leaned through the broken pane. "And don't come back!"

Pale and sore, the soldier trotted away cursing slayers and vampires and all of Sunnydale.

Faith's eyes flickered back to the blonde slumped in the corner. The little slayer was still a bit in shock.

The picture Buffy presented tugged at her heart. Wanting to see her smile, Faith gave one of her best bratty grins and asked, "So, do you think that means the double date is off?"

*****
Part 32: No More Waiting

Buffy slowly rose to her feet, her bottom lip trembling. She hesitantly lifted her teary eyes and looked at her friends.

"Buffy... It... uhm... We didn't... um..." Xander struggled for words as Willow brushed past him and walked toward Buffy. She reached out to hug her, but the little slayer burst into tears and went rushing from the room.

The group watched as Buffy took the stairs two at time, before they heard the door slam.

"Okay, that was just slightly awkward." Xander observed, turning back toward the gang. His gaze followed theirs, finding that the attention now focused on Faith.

"Hey, don't look at me." The brunette held up her hands. "The jerk deserved it." She sauntered over to the damaged window and cringed. *Shit, what's Joyce gonna say?* With a weary sigh, Faith glanced back at them. "Xander, can you fix this tomorrow? I promise to get the money to pay you."

"Yeah. Don't worry about it." He waved his hand distractedly, watching as Faith moved over to the shattered coffee table.

Prodding it with the toe of her boot, she asked, "How'd the soldier boy find out... that we were... uh, you know?"

"Oh, that's easy. We saw what you were doing through the window." Anya's cheerful reply brought a groan from the rest of the scoobies, but an angry flush to the young slayer's face.

"What the hell?! You guys were peepin' at us?!" The brunette shouted, glaring at the group as they tensed and backed up. "Jesus Christ, I can't believe you guys!"

Willow's eyes narrowed. "Now, wait a minute. It wasn't intentional."

"Does that really matter?! B's upstairs right now, crying her eyes out. So fuck your intentions!" Faith ranted, walking over to the front door and opening it. "Get out! I need to go talk to my girlfriend."

For a moment nobody moved, shocked by Faith's priorities. The dark slayer actually appeared to be concerned about Buffy.

Peeking up, Willow nodded to the group, and they marched out in silence wearing appropriately contrite expressions.

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A soft knock at the door interrupted her crying jag. Sitting up, Buffy quickly wiped at her eyes and sniffled. "Go away!"

It was too soon to talk; she was still too mortified. Not to mention that Faith didn't even love her. With a sob, the little blonde fell back in her bed and pulled a pillow over her head.

*Dang it!* Faith hesitated until she heard Buffy's crying resume. *Screw it!* She pushed open the door, ignoring the muffled protests that came from the tiny figure huddled on the bed.

"Wil, I said not right now." Buffy grumbled, slowly peeking out. "Oh!" Surprised, she sat up quickly as Faith perched next to her.

"C'mon B, don't cry. It's totally not that big of a deal."

Buffy's eyes flickered over Faith before she commented flatly. "I thought you'd be laughing."

"What?! Why would I be laughing?! It makes me feel like shit to see you cry! Buffy, I..." Faith suddenly stopped herself and stared at the little blonde. "Fuck!" With a gasp, she stood up and turned away; the sudden realization hit her full force.

"Faith?" A sliver of hope crept into Buffy's voice as she watched the younger slayer pace. "You what?"

Sighing heavily, Faith sat back down. "I love you too."

"Really?" Buffy's pout transformed into an enormous smile.

"Yeah. Really, ya little baby." The bad girl smirked. "Now will ya stop with the waterworks?" She teased, leaning forward to kiss Buffy.

The small slayer seemed too overcome to speak. She just stared back at Faith, grinning like an idiot.

"Hey, B... You in there?" The brunette knocked playfully on her head.

"Huh?... What?"

Buffy's dazed response caused Faith to chuckle. "Nothin'. Your speechless routine jus' threw me for a loop. Never seen it before."

"Hey! Not nice." Buffy swatted at her, squealing as she was unceremoniously rolled onto her back.

"Then let me be nice." Faith breathed out, gazing down at her. "It's your turn to be pleased." She grinned at Buffy's wide-eyed expression before making her slow descent down the little blonde's beautiful body.

The End