WTF Is Schmoop? 15/29
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whedonistTitle: Stuck In The Middle With You
Fandom: Jossverse
Pairing Buffy/Faith
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine. These ladies belong to other people. I’m toying with them for a bit of recreational fun and to challenge my sanity.
Summary: Synchronized slaying…it’s be the new Olympic category, but…the HH’s after are NSF TV.
AN: Bit late...sorry about that, the last 48 hours have had me at work maybe 36 so...read & enjoy or whatever it is that you do when you read these.
Stuck In The Middle With You
The crypt didn’t provide much room to maneuver. The occupants didn’t seem to mind so much as they ended up back to back, Buffy with one vamp, Faith with the other that they had chased into one of the many crypts dotting St. Bernard’s Cemetery.
Faith dodged a sloppy round house, and Buffy an equally pathetic attempt at a hook.
“That was weak,” Faith snapped and landed a hard jab to the vamps chin. His head snapped back and he stumbled back a few feet from the force of the blow.
“These are definitely not part of ‘the few and the proud’. I’ve seen way better,” Buffy teased as she planted her foot into the vamp’s chest.
“It’s still not hurtin’ that low-down tingle though,” Faith grunted as she took a swing and connected with air. Her vamp ducked just in time and she took the opportunity. Grabbing him by the shirt and spinning him around. Buffy took advantage of a similar opportunity and slammed her vamp’s back against Faith’s.
Two stakes shot out and buried themselves in the chests of their would-be attackers. The dust settled a few moments later revealing mildly out of breath slayers. Their eyes caught in the poorly lit room and that’s really all it took.
Body and lips were pressed together instantaneously. Mouths parted for their tongues to meet somewhere in between them before both were drawn into the blonde’s mouth. Faith ran the tip of her tongue along the blunt edge of Buffy’s teeth and groaned.
Buffy was already working at the buckle of Faith’s belt when she felt herself crash against the wall. She pulled back and tramped down the need to whimper. “We should…not…here…” she heaved between ragged breaths.
Faith shook her head and brushed Buffy’s hands away from her pants and dived for the snap on the other slayer’s jeans. “Fuck waiting, B.,” she hissed and yanked down Buffy’s jeans. The blonde couldn’t really come up with a better counter argument when Faith sank to her knees.
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Fandom: Jossverse
Pairing Buffy/Faith
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine. These ladies belong to other people. I’m toying with them for a bit of recreational fun and to challenge my sanity.
Summary: Synchronized slaying…it’s be the new Olympic category, but…the HH’s after are NSF TV.
AN: Bit late...sorry about that, the last 48 hours have had me at work maybe 36 so...read & enjoy or whatever it is that you do when you read these.
The crypt didn’t provide much room to maneuver. The occupants didn’t seem to mind so much as they ended up back to back, Buffy with one vamp, Faith with the other that they had chased into one of the many crypts dotting St. Bernard’s Cemetery.
Faith dodged a sloppy round house, and Buffy an equally pathetic attempt at a hook.
“That was weak,” Faith snapped and landed a hard jab to the vamps chin. His head snapped back and he stumbled back a few feet from the force of the blow.
“These are definitely not part of ‘the few and the proud’. I’ve seen way better,” Buffy teased as she planted her foot into the vamp’s chest.
“It’s still not hurtin’ that low-down tingle though,” Faith grunted as she took a swing and connected with air. Her vamp ducked just in time and she took the opportunity. Grabbing him by the shirt and spinning him around. Buffy took advantage of a similar opportunity and slammed her vamp’s back against Faith’s.
Two stakes shot out and buried themselves in the chests of their would-be attackers. The dust settled a few moments later revealing mildly out of breath slayers. Their eyes caught in the poorly lit room and that’s really all it took.
Body and lips were pressed together instantaneously. Mouths parted for their tongues to meet somewhere in between them before both were drawn into the blonde’s mouth. Faith ran the tip of her tongue along the blunt edge of Buffy’s teeth and groaned.
Buffy was already working at the buckle of Faith’s belt when she felt herself crash against the wall. She pulled back and tramped down the need to whimper. “We should…not…here…” she heaved between ragged breaths.
Faith shook her head and brushed Buffy’s hands away from her pants and dived for the snap on the other slayer’s jeans. “Fuck waiting, B.,” she hissed and yanked down Buffy’s jeans. The blonde couldn’t really come up with a better counter argument when Faith sank to her knees.
Next>>>
