Mistletoe! (Buffy/faith)

"Hey B, sorry I'm late." I walked inside and hung up my coat. "Here, I got ya some presents..." I handed her the three wrapped parcels.

"Thanks Faith, yours is under the tree. You're staying with us tonight, ok?" Buffy looked amazing, her hair was shinning and the top she was wearing just looked... wow.


"You're staying." No argument.

"Faith!" Dawn came out of the living room.

"Dawn, Happy Christmas!" I gave her a big hug. "I got you a present but you can't open it until tomorrow, ok?"

"Spoil sport." She pouted and went into the kitchen.

I walked into the room and Willow, Xander, Cordelia and Giles were there. As well as a few people I didn't know. I felt a bit of dread since I didn't know how I was going to get along with everyone here. They didn't all like me.

* * *

1 hour later

* * *

I was leaning against the doorframe nursing my drink when B came over.

"Hey you." She said and stood in front of me.

"Hey yourself." I grinned.

"Are you ok?" She touched my arm.

"Yeah, why?"

"It's just, you seem very quiet."

I put my glass down on the table. "I'm fine, maybe I'm just not in a very social mood."

She smiled at me. "Well, it's not much fun when you're not here Faith. I like having you around."

I felt my heart do about a thousand somersaults. "Really?" I asked quietly.

She nodded. She was about to say something else when Dawn came over. "Look! It's mistletoe!" Dawn cried and pointed up above us. B and I raised our eyes up to the ceiling to see the fucking weed hanging there.

"Oh yeah." I shrugged. "So?"

"You have to kiss Buffy." She smirked at B and I. "It would be breaking rules if you didn't."

"Ok." Buffy smiled, leant over and kissed me softly on the cheek.

"No, Faith has to kiss you." Dawn shook her head, sighing dramatically at our stupidity.

"Why?" I glared at the small brunette.

"Cause you were standing there first."

I kissed B on the cheek and then turned to walk away.

"No, you have kiss her properly, I mean it is Christmas. Tis the season and all that." Dawn stood with hands on her hips.

"Nu-uh, there's no way I'm kissing B." I turned around again and started towards the kitchen. I needed a drink. Then I heard it – so quiet behind me. If I didn't have Slayer hearing I couldn't have heard it, cause I was half way down the hall. Everyone in the room could hear her.


I stopped, stood stock-still. Everyone in the living room was watching us; I could hear a few gasps echoing my own at the sound of that word.

But it wasn't the word that made me stop. It was the person who said it.


I slowly turned around, aware of everyone's eyes on me. Xander, Willow... I think Cordy coulda been there too. I looked Buffy straight in the eye; I could see the dare hanging there, like some kind of test. I cocked my head, gave her my shit-eating grin and then strode towards her. Without any hesitation (or resistance) I crushed her to me, pressing my lips against hers, slipping my tongue between her lips. I heard her moan and felt her press her body tightly against mine.

I don't think either of us was expecting me to do that, but neither of us wanted it to stop. I knew everyone was looking at us, but it just made me enjoy her more, I sucked on her tongue hearing her emit a tiny whimper of pleasure. My hands slid under the back of her top, drawing small circles on her spine, something she had done to me that morning. I realised that this was wrong; Buffy didn't want all her friends and her s****r staring at us like we were entertaining them. I wanted Buffy to enjoy me. From the sounds she was making I guess she was, but it wasn't supposed to be like this. I could sense Dawn standing right beside us looking up in awe.

I pulled away and looked at her with a shocked expression, she was leaning up against the doorframe. Her hand went up to her lips, touching them as if she couldn't believe what had happened.

"I... "

I looked around the room – Willow, Xander... even Giles were all staring at me. I turned away and grabbed my coat, I ran out the door slamming it behind me. I stumbled down the steps, unable to believe what I had done. Way to screw up Faith! I shook my head, Buffy was going to hate me now and I was going to have to move away again. I turned around to look back at her house and stood in the driveway, touching my lips to remember her taste. The door opened slowly and Buffy came out, not even looking at me. She closed the door and walked up to me.

"B- I- I shouldn't I- mean..." I cleared my throat. "It shouldn't have happened- please don't hate me."

She snorted. "I hope you don't mean that."

"I'll move away- what?" I stopped. Did she just say what I thought she said?

"I really enjoyed that... if you move away we won't be able to do that again." Buffy tilted my chin up to look into her eyes.

"You don't think it's wrong?"

"How can something so good be wrong?"

"I dunno but I really want to kiss you again." I stared at her moist lips.

"I'm not stopping you."

I leant down slightly and pressed my lips against hers, softly kissing her, not exerting any pressure. Her hand went to the back of my neck; she drove her hand deep into my hair, sending goose bumps up and down my back. I released her lips and began to kiss down her neck, feeling her rapid pulse bump under my lips. I nipped her gently and travelled back up her neck and nibbled under her chin and then kissed her roughly. Driving my tongue into her mouth, and pulling her to me. She was responding just as vigorously when we heard a car pull up in the driveway.


Fuck a duck! If it wasn't Buffy's mom-

"Mom!" Buffy shrieked and shoved me away from her. I wiped the back of my hand on my mouth and looked at the ground.

"Whu-" Joyce sounded shocked.

"Mom, I- she- it wasn't- I mean, Mom?" Buffy tried to say something, anything. But Joyce walked by her and straight towards me. Oh crap. I closed my eyes and tried to make myself invisible. She took hold of my chin and lifted my face up to look at her.

"Look at me Faith." Her voice was not something I wanted to disagree with.

I opened my eyes and I flinched as I looked straight into her eyes.

"Hurt Buffy in anyway, and I mean any way I will not hesitate to take your stake and ram it through your heart." She let go and walked into the house. My legs felt weak; I wanted to fall into a hole somewhere.

"Oh my God... she didn't kill you." Buffy sounded surprised.

"Yeah B, she only threatened to." I said wryly.

"Faith, wait here. I'm gonna kick everyone out and then talk to my mom." She turned to the house but just as quickly turned back to me again and kissed me hard. She gave me a million dollar smile and then ran into her house to face everyone.

I stood around, feeling like an outlaw or something, when everyone began to leave. Hugging Buffy and thanking her. As they passed me I got a couple of slaps on the back, winks and 'well done's. I guess they saw it all from the window. I sat on the step of her house and lit a cigarette. B was talking to her Mom about me when Spike approached me.

"How are ya? Is it true?" Spike sat beside me and I gave him a cigarette.

"Is what true?" God, news travels fast.

"You and blondie?" He actually seemed pretty upset.

"Yes." I took a long drag on my cigarette.

"Right." He started to cry. I suddenly felt really uncomfortable.

"Spike?" I said softly.

"That's why she didn't bl**dy want me, she was a rug-muncher. A dyke." He glared at me and in his upset he didn't see my fist head straight towards his jaw. He fell and lay sprawled across the ground, clutching his chin. I stood up and looked down at him. I stood on his shoulder, holding his body down.

"You wanna watch what you fucking say? That's not the wisest thing to do, Buffy may not stake you because you're a pathetic, impotent vampire who has an unnatural obsession with her. But believe me when I say I would have absolutely no qualms about slamming a thick stake through your stupid heart." I lifted my foot off him, but not quick enough. He grabbed my foot and tossed me to the ground where he jumped on me.

"Ow!!! Shit!!!" He held his head in pain and rolled off me. I snickered and sat up.

"Aw, poor Spikey. Got a chip in his head and can't hurt anyone." I laughed. "It's so sad."

He growled and his game face surfaced. He turned around and punched me directly on my nose. He cried out and clutched his head again as I wiped the bl**d away from my nose.

"As much as that hurt Slayer, it's worth it seeing the bl**d on your face." He snarled at me.

"bl**d which you'll never fucking touch again." I shot back, trying to stop my nose from bleeding. I jumped over and was just about to punch him again when the door opened and Buffy stood in the doorway shocked at the site of both of us.


I jumped off him and he ran down the street without even a second look back. "Happy Christmas to you to, Spike!"

Buffy raised an eyebrow at me, not looking too pleased.

"He started it, B." I walked towards the house and she ran down the steps to me.

"You're bleeding!"

"Yeah, he punched me." I wiped absently at my nose.

"Boy, you must have made him real mad for him to sacrifice the pain to punch you."

"Just a couple of truths that hit home, B." She pinched the bridge of my nose.

"It's not broken, but it will be bruised, I'd say anyway." She leaned forward and kissed me again, softly pressing her lips against mine. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips harder against hers. She pulled away and put her hand on my chest to stop me from moving forward to her.

"My mom wants to speak to you."

My stomach plummeted. "Why?!" I began to panic. "I like my life B, especially now!"

Buffy grinned. "Faith, she's not gonna kill you, she's just going to lay down a few rules."

"Has my nose stopped bleeding?" I asked, wiping my hand one last time over my nose.

"Yes, I think so."

"Do I look like I've just been rolling in the dirt?" I brushed down my clothes.

"Faith! Go in and talk to her!" She shoved me towards the door and I reluctantly walked in to the kitchen. Joyce was sitting at the counter; she looked up at me expectantly.

"Hey Mrs S. How's it going?" I stood and hopped nervously from foot to foot.

"Fine. I would just like to say that I don't really approve of this relationship but after thinking about it for a while I realise you two are the only two in the world who understand what the other is going through." She eyed me up and down. "Under that façade I know there is really a very good person, Faith."

I looked down at my leather pants and tight black long sleeved see through top. I had another white top under the black one. There was a long silence in the kitchen.

"I have two rules – you sl**p in separate bedrooms and no well, over touching in front of Dawn. She knows you're more than friends but she's only f******n and I don't want her to see you. Ok?" Joyce stood up. "I'm going to bed, tomorrow is going to be a long and busy day. You're welcome to sl**p the night and spend tomorrow with us."

I couldn't believe my luck. "Yeah, that's cool. Goodnight Ms Summers. Thank you!"

I stood in the kitchen for a few seconds trying to figure out if I was dreaming or not. When Buffy's arms came around my waist and she kissed the back of my neck, I decided I wasn't dreaming. I turned around in her arms and leant down. I gently touched my lips to hers and pulled away again. She closed her eyes and her lips parted invitingly. I brushed my thumb against her lower lip; her tongue darted out and drew my thumb into her mouth where she licked it seductively. I moaned quietly and took it out, replacing it with my mouth. My tongue slid in and gently caressed hers. With each touch of her tongue I could feel the burning in my loins increase.

I moved her back until she was against the counter, our lips didn't lose touch. She drew my tongue into her mouth and sucked on it. I whimpered and lifted her up onto the counter. She wrapped her legs around my body and pulled me tightly against her. Her breasts pressed into mine. I could feel her hard nipples press into the skin above my breasts, my hands held onto her waist. I eased them under her top, lightly running my fingernails over the skin. Buffy pulled away from my lips and I could hear her panting. Her hands covered mine under her top and she guided them up to her breasts, her eyes never left mine. As my fingers touched her nipples my eyes slipped shut. My fingers drew soft circles around them; I could feel them impossibly tighten under my ministrations.

"Faith? Look at me, look what you're doing to me." Her voice urged me to open my eyes. I looked into her eyes, her heavy lidded, passion filled eyes. I cupped her breasts harder, brushing my thumbs over her sensitive nipples.

She suddenly fell back on to the top of the counter, pulling me down with her. I found that my head was between her breasts. I looked at her; she pulled me tightly against her. I could feel her hips rock so gently against mine. I moved my fingers away from her nipples and placed my mouth over her left nipple instead. She gasped and swore, but her top was in the way and I wanted to touch her skin. I pushed up her top and moaned when her breasts came into view. I was just about to lick one of her hard pink nipples when she sat up and pushed me away.

"My mom and Dawn are upstairs, Faith." She looked really flushed. "We can't do this now."

"I'm not allowed sl**p in with you." I tried to calm down. A cold shower was looking really attractive now.

"I know. The couch is comfy. I'll bring you down a pillow and stuff, ok?" She jumped down from the counter top and walked to the stairs.

* * *

Later on that night

* * *

I pummelled the pillow and sighed as I flopped back onto the couch. I looked at the clock. It was 00:15am. Happy Christmas. I looked at all the presents under the tree. I could see the presents that I had badly wrapped. It wasn't like I didn't try, it's just I didn't know how. I did a pretty shit job, but it's the thought that counts right? I leaned over and plugged the Christmas tree lights in, they flickered on and off at different times.

I really wanted to go into Buffy's room and surprise her... in not such an innocent way but I was on relatively good ground with her mom and I did not wanna fuck that up. I punched my pillow again. sl**p was not going to happen. Normally I'm still out and about at this time of night so I'm feeling kinda restless. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine what kind of things I was gonna to do Buffy once the 'right time' came about. I thought about her breasts, firm, round perfect with little pink nipples that stood out and just begged to be sucked.

Without realising I was touching my own breasts, pinching and twisting the nipples roughly. I moaned and my right hand trailed down my body and under the waistband of the shorts I was wearing. My pubic hair was damp already, I slid my index finger down between my pussy lips and along the length of my clitoris, I gasped and jarred my hips up. My hand continued down and the up into my hole. I exhaled and moaned. God it was good. I pulled it out and then brought it up to clit, rubbing all of my wetness over my nub.

I slid two fingers into my tight hole, feeling my cunt flex around them. I started up a slow rhythm, pulling my fingers in and out and my palm rubbed against my clit. I could hear the sound of the wetness of my fingers in my pussy. Damn it felt good. My hips pumped a little more eagerly as my breathing quickened and I could feel the burning in the pit of my stomach increase. My eyes were tightly shut as my head leant back into the pillow and my hips rose off the couch.

"Starting the party without me, Faith?"

Oh shit, embarrassing. "I uh... " I decided not to play dumb. "I was masturbating, B. Does it bother you?" I slowly opened my eyes to see her leaning against the doorframe, where we had kissed earlier.

"Well yes, actually." She moved over towards me.

"And why would it bother you?"

"The fact that I'm just upstairs, and here you are masturbating when you could have at least been entertaining me and not yourself." She sat down beside me. My fingers were still inside my pussy.

"If it makes you feel any better, I was thinking of you." I smirked.

She liked the idea that I was touching myself with thoughts of her. "Oh." She had that flushed look again. Her eyes flickered down my body. Without warning she pulled down the sheet that was covering my body and gasped. My top was up above my breasts and my hand was down my pants.

"I can still entertain you if you like." I said hoarsely. I started up my rhythm, my pussy had become so much wetter and I could hear the wet 'click' sound immediately. I would've found it embarrassing but B visibly found it turn on. My hips ground up to meet my hand. Buffy knelt down beside me and placed a kiss on my stomach, the muscles rippled under the skin. We heard a door click upstairs and Buffy jumped away from me and my hand came out from my shorts and I fixed my clothes.

We stared at the door in fear for a few seconds, but no one descended. Buffy sighed in relief.

"It must have been my Mom going to the bathroom." Buffy moved back over to me, but I was so turned on I wanted her so bad. Before she could reach me I came off the sofa and pushed her to the ground, I laid my body onto hers.

"B I want you so bad... I need you... please..." I buried my face in her neck; her hands ran up and down my back.

"I want you too Faith, but we have to be quiet." Buffy moaned as I began to kiss her neck, lingering on her pulse point.

I moved back and lifted off her t-shirt, revealing her breasts to my hungry eyes. I leaned down and took a nipple into my mouth; she gasped and held onto me tighter, making sure I wouldn't move. My right hand slid under the waistband of her shorts and I cupped her mound, sliding a finger between her lips and testing the wetness there. She moaned quietly and raised her hips, trying to get me to touch her harder. She reached for my top and I took it off, leaving her pussy momentarily.

She rolled me over and sat astride my hips, she reached for my breasts and caressed them gently pinching the nipples. I gasped and tugged at her shorts. She stood up and kept my gaze as she eased them down over her hips. She looked pointedly at mine and I lifted my hips as I pulled them down. I kicked them off. She slowly climbed on top of me, she didn't do it quickly and she didn't lower herself completely so that we were touching, she hovered above me.

The Christmas lights lighted up her body and I don't think I had ever seen anything in my life that was more beautiful then she was at that moment. My hands explored her upper body, she finally lowered herself down and we both moaned quietly. She lay down on top of me and we kissed deeply. My tongue fought with hers, teased hers and I moaned. She moved into me and I cried out.

"God... B..." I wrapped my legs around her back and pulled her hard against me. She breathed deeply and we started up a rhythm.

"I didn't know we could do it like this." She gasped into my ear.

"Oh yeah... this is one of the best ways..."

I didn't really know what was going on down there, but Goddamn it felt fucking good. And by the looks on B's face she felt it too. She almost screamed as I thrust my hips into hers. She sat up on me again and shoved her hips into mine. I met her thrust for thrust. I looked up at her, my hands on her hips guiding them, she threw her head back and rocked her lower into mine. My hips were raised off the ground as we fought to press as hard as we could against each other.

I sat up with her, easing her legs over my hips and I slid my hand down between our bodies, she looked down and then gasped as I slid a single finger deep into her cunt. I kissed along her neck and ears and her breathing became erratic. She soon reciprocated and slid her own finger into me. I could feel her cunt pulse around my fingers as I pulled it in and out.

I pushed her back down onto the ground, this time I was on top. We still were fingering each other, but we were also thrusting against each other. I brushed my thumb against her clit and she began to frantically fuck herself against my hand.

"Faith- harder..." She groaned and arched under me, pressing herself harder into my hand.

She slipped another finger up my cunt and I began to pound my hips against hers. I was feeling so hot, so close my wetness had flooded her fingers and the sounds in the room were so hot. Breathing, skin on skin, skin on wet skin. Buffy suddenly stopped her hips and her face took on one of pure pleasure. I gasped as she began to jar and thrust against me, I could feel her cunt violently contract around my finger as her orgasm washed over her.

I collapsed over her and began to grind hard onto her. She shoved the fingers deep into me, brushing them against my inner walls. Suddenly the orgasm was upon me, I felt the pleasure explode through me as I wildly thrust against her. Finally it subsided and I eased off of her. We climbed on to the couch and I pulled the covers over us. But Buffy pulled me out and f***ed me to put my clothes on. I tucked her hair behind her ear.

"Happy Christmas B."

"Happy Christmas to you to baby."

We soon fell asl**p, me spooning her body. It was the best Christmas ever.

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