Cordelia looked up abruptly from the magazine she had been studying, ticking off in her mind which outfits to buy next. She glanced over to the source of the distraction; a slutty looking Faith strolling nonchalantly towards her across the library floor.

“What does it look like? I’m performing open heart surgery obviously.” Cordelia’s tone was less than friendly.

“Fuck you. I was only trying to be fucking sociable,” was Faith’s reply.

Cordelia was stumped. She hadn’t expected Faith to snap at her so readily. Usually it took a little more provocation. She decided to ignore the slayer and concentrate on those new outfits she was planning on. Unfortunately though, she couldn’t concentrate.

“What’s up your ass, oh slutty one?” Cordelia asked.

Faith narrowed her eyes and jumped up onto the nearby library counter, probably determining that Cordelia didn’t particularly want her sat next to her or even near her at the table.

“You’re up my ass, C. I’m sick of the snide comments and shit. Fair enough if you don’t like me just don’t fucking talk to me, but there’s no need for you to be such a bitch to me.”

It was about the longest sentence that Cordelia could ever remember Faith saying, at least to her. But she didn’t let her surprise show. Instead, she closed her magazine and casually looked over her perfectly manicured nails, checking for unlikely imperfections.

She wasn’t really sure why she was always such a bitch where Faith was concerned. Ok, so she was pretty much a bitch with everyone, but Faith seemed to bear more than her fair share of cutting comments ever since she had first arrived in Sunnydale.

Cordelia thought that maybe it was just because Faith was so different to her. They came from totally different backgrounds and they had contradictory views on style, socialising, and life in general. The two brunettes were complete opposites when it came right down to it.

She stole a glance at the dark girl sat coolly on top of the counter. Faith was no longer looking her way; her chocolate brown eyes were focused at nothing of particular interest ahead of her. She was clearly in a little world of her own.

Cordelia continued to look at Faith.

Faith did indeed dress pretty skanky, in a kind of a kick-ass way, but Cordelia suddenly realised it looked good on her. Really good in fact. It more than worked for her. Faith was extremely alluring all dressed in tight black leather or denim, or pretty much anything.

Cordelia shook her head trying to dislodge the thought, and pried her eyes away from Faith. She couldn’t quite believe she had just decided Faith was alluring, attractive, and downright sexy. Ok, now she was freaking herself out.

She surreptitiously raised her eyes - trying not to be obvious - to study Faith. Yes. . .study the slayer.

If she were being totally honest with herself, which didn’t happen often, Cordelia had to admit that she had thought about just how attractive Faith was before now. Maybe it was one of the reasons she was so off with the other girl all the time. There was no maybe about it really. And there was no doubt she was consciously eyeing Faith up now.

“You checking me out, C?” Faith asked.

She had been caught and she had to come up with an answer, an excuse. Anything.

All rational thought left Cordelia’s head however as Faith leapt down from her perch on the counter and slowly made her way towards her. She looked downright predatory, probably like how a hunting cat would look in human form. She was all sleek and sexy, just strutting up to Cordelia and not once taking her dark eyes from her.

Cordelia was transfixed, her lips parted slightly and her chest rising and falling almost in rhythm with her pounding heart. She couldn’t take her eyes away from Faith's; the dangerous look in them captivating her.

Faith ran the tip of her tongue over her full, red glossed lower lip and Cordelia dropped her magazine to the floor, quite by accident. The sexy grin and raised eyebrow coming from Faith almost took her breath away.

Cordelia wanted to move, she wanted to deny that she had indeed been ‘checking out’ Faith. She wanted to deny it to herself more than anything but it was useless. She couldn’t move and she couldn’t deny anything.

It had been creeping up on her for some time. She really liked Faith, and she really liked the way the sultry slayer was currently looking at her. Cordelia was practically being stalked. Faith’s seductive eyes were busy travelling over the cheerleader’s slender body, undressing her as they took in her athletic form.

Cordelia was being reeled in and she was enjoying it.

Her heart was now racing, her breathing shallow and deep with anticipation. She wasn’t sure what it was she wanted right now but Cordelia was sure she didn’t want Faith to stop moving provocatively towards her.

As Faith reached the edge of the table and came to a halt in front of her chair, she leant forward, placing her hands on Cordelia’s thighs. The tight top that already showed an ample amount of cleavage revealed even more to her and she instinctively licked her lips.

Before either girl could do or say anything, Xander decided to burst into the library with Willow following behind, babbling as per usual.

The two brunettes almost jumped out of their skins. Cordelia stood up abruptly, knocking into Faith, who just raised a perfect eyebrow before moving swiftly away.

“Hey, guys. What’s the what?” Willow cheerily questioned.

“Nothing happening, Red. Just the same old shit,” Faith answered, sounding almost flustered, which made Cordelia smile to herself.

The confidant slayer wasn’t so tough and untouchable after all. Or at least, Cordelia was hoping she wasn’t untouchable. The thought made her smile even wider.

“Err, Faith. . .what have you done with the real Cordelia? This one has to be an impostor, she’s smiling,” Xander said with a grin.

“Fuck you, Xander,” Cordelia snapped.

She wasn’t in the mood for Xander’s childish wisecracks. She was in the mood for a little Faith, and the tragic-twins had interrupted them.

She didn’t give a fuck now how wrong it might be to feel the way she did, or how much it went against her image or reputation. She wanted Faith. She was horny for the other girl. Unbelievably so. The sexy little display the slayer had put on for her had definitely piqued her curiosity. . .amongst other things.

Forgetting what it was she had come into the library for in the first place, Cordelia picked up her magazine and her bag from the floor and made her way to the door.

“I’ll leave you geeks to. . .well, to do whatever sad thing it is you do in here. Some of us have lives to live.” With that, she left, but not before catching Faith’s eye.

She gave Faith one of her best flirty looks over her shoulder, actually going as far as batting her eyelashes at her, which she knew always worked for her. She left the library on a high, hoping that Faith had got the message that she was interested. Very interested.

* * *

Cordelia had made a special effort to look good for her night at the bronze. She wanted to impress, or to be more exact she wanted Faith’s undivided attention. She hoped her choice of a tiny tight red dress and follow-me-home-and-fuck-me shoes would do the trick.

After getting home from school, and her unexpected run in with Faith, she had decided once and for all to just go for it; to follow her instincts. And her instincts were screaming to her that she had to have Faith. She wanted to take a chance and not think about the implications or consequences.

Cordelia had always been aware of the new slayer’s interest in her, although she had tried her best to ignore it or just not notice. Faith was never one to be subtle however, especially when she was looking Cordelia over and eyeing her up. Faith wasn’t what you could call subtle at anything for that matter.

Cordelia arrived at the bronze later than the other members of their little scooby gang. She wanted to make an entrance. . .and it worked.

As she strode confidently into the club nearly every guy in the place stopped to watch. Every guy and Faith. Cordelia congratulated herself on a job well done.

She made her way over to the table currently occupied by the gang. Buffy was busy in conversation with willow, and Xander was in a dream world of his own watching the dance floor. Their backs were turned towards her; all except for Faith.

Faith stood at the table, drink in hand and eyes fixed firmly on the approaching cheerleader, watching her every step of the way. She looked positively hungry and Cordelia loved it. She was also loving the way Faith looked right now. She too had made a special effort for the night.

She was wearing her trademark leather pants but they looked even tighter than usual; showing off the toned legs of the strong girl perfectly. Her top was barely worth putting on there was so little to it. Black, strappy, almost backless and fucking hot.

Buffy must have suddenly noticed that Faith was no longer joining in her conversation with willow. She looked up at her fellow slayer, then turned around to see what the distracted brunette was staring at.

“Oh hey, Cordy. We’d almost given up on you,” Buffy chirped.

“Hi, Cordelia.” Willow gave her an encouraging wave, despite how badly Cordelia treated her.

Faith was yet to say anything. She just proceeded to take a long drink, looking oh so cool. Cordelia couldn’t help but smile at her new target.

Slipping in between Faith and Buffy, Cordelia leant close to the dark beauty and whispered. “Thirsty?”

Faith grinned, and then practically pressed her lips to Cordelia’s ear, blowing a soft hot breath over it. Cordelia almost came in her underwear right then and there as it sent shivers down her spine.

“Hell yeah, girlfriend,” Faith replied. Her voice was slick and deep with desire.

Cordelia fought back the overwhelming desire to rip Faith’s leather pants off and plunge her fingers inside her. Swallowing hard due to the fact her mouth was now watering and she had just shocked herself with a very erotic visual image of pushing her fingers inside Faith, Cordelia licked her lips and steadied herself back into spoilt rich-bitch mode.

“I’m so glad you’re out and about now, Xander, ya know. . .after you lost your coolness and had to stay at home with your mommy. Oh wait, you never were cool were you?” She smirked at Xander, daring him to come back at her with something.

Xander made to respond but then thought better of it. It would have been useless anyway. Willow and Buffy just ignored the comment, being well versed in the brunette’s bitchiness.

“So, who’s gonna buy me a drink?” Cordelia asked, disappointed that nobody had anything to say back.

Faith raised her shapely eyebrows as Cordelia looked her way, and much to her surprise Faith did actually go to the bar and buy her a drink. She offered again later; in fact several times, but Cordelia knew the slayer wasn’t exactly well off so she bought more of their drinks than Faith.

The rest of the scoobies seemed unaware of the flirting going on between the two brunettes. The noise of the club was particularly loud, calling for them to constantly lean into each other in conversation, or so it seemed to anybody watching; there was definitely more to it for the two girls.

Cordelia was really liking this ‘close’ thing. She could smell the other girl’s enticing scent every time she leaned in to her, and the way Faith was whispering in her ear was just sending her silly. The sultry tones of the other girl rippled through her body and landed firmly at the juncture between her legs.

The several drinks she’d had mixed with how Faith was making her feel was definitely taking effect on Cordelia. She was openly admiring the beautiful brunette now; not entirely aware of anybody or anything else around her.

Licking her lips seductively she got even closer to Faith. She couldn’t take her eyes off her full, inviting mouth. Faith’s lips looked like cushions she wanted to dive on, and her breasts were just begging to be touched as they strained against the scant material of her top.

Cordelia couldn’t keep it in any longer; she had to stop skirting around the edges. Subtle was no longer an option. They had been hinting at how much they liked each other - testing the waters - and now she wanted to know for sure.

“Faith. . .you look like a really good fuck. Are you?” Cordelia asked and Faith raised her eyebrow the way she loved, “Because I’d love to find out.”

“Fuck, girlfriend. . .you’re gonna,” Faith assured as she winked at Cordelia, grinning that sexy grin of hers.

Cordelia wanted her, and she wanted her now. “Follow me,” she instructed and took off in the direction of the toilets.

She glanced over her shoulder, watching Faith down the remainder of her drink and do as she had been told. She followed Cordelia across the club.

* * *

Luckily there wasn’t a queue in the toilet and there were a couple of cubicles free. Cordelia walked to the end of the room and entered one. She kept the door ajar, waiting for the dark girl.

“Cor?” It was Faith; Cordelia couldn’t mistake that silky voice for anybody else.

She opened the door further and gestured for Faith to enter. As soon as Faith closed the door behind her Cordelia pounced, her patience well and truly tested. Their lips crashed together in a passionate pulse quickening kiss. They kissed wetly and hungrily.

“Fuck, C. Do you really want this?” Faith asked.

Cordelia groaned as Faith kissed her neck, sucking on it not entirely softly. “Yes. . .I want you,” she assured.

Faith slammed Cordelia up against the toilet door, instantly placing a strong thigh between her legs then devouring her mouth with her lips and tongue once again.

Her hands were already working their way under Cordelia’s short dress, up the backs of her slender thighs, but Cordelia wanted Faith on her breasts. She wanted to watch the sexy girl lick and suck her until she was dripping for her.

“Wait,” she said breathlessly and pushed the straps of her dress down, revealing her tanned breasts to the other girl.

Faith ran her tongue over her lips then leapt towards Cordelia, pushing it forcefully into her mouth.

She sucked on Cordelia's tongue as her hands sought out the soft mounds in front of her. She roughly cupped her braless breasts, eliciting a moan from both of them. Faith’s thumbs attacked her nipples, getting them hard and aching for her mouth which was now on its way down Cordelia’s neck.

Faith wasted no time in exploring the limits of how hard she could get away with sucking and biting on Cordelia’s stiff nipples. The sounds of her hungry slurps could be heard above the drone of the club’s music. Now was not a time for tenderness. They both just wanted to fuck, and fuck hard and fast.

“Jesus, Faith. . .I love that.”

Faith was busy sucking on one nipple while she twirled her thumb around and over the other.

Cordelia could feel her panties getting damper and damper, sure that soon the heightened slayer senses would pick up on the smell of her. She wanted Faith to smell her; she wanted Faith to know what she was doing to her, which was getting her wetter than she thought she had ever been before.

Faith licked her way back up to Cordelia’s mouth, pushing a strong hand into her long dark hair. She crushed their heated bodies together as she plunged her tongue between Cordelia’s welcoming lips again, the powerful thigh between her spread legs pushing up in an insistent rhythm. Cordelia couldn’t help but moan for Faith, not caring who heard or who knew.

“I can fucking smell ya, baby. You gotta be so wet down there,” Faith groaned. “Fuck yeah.”

Faith was heaving up against Cordelia, their breasts rubbing together causing the taller girl to slide a little lower against the door in order to feel Faith’s hard nipples on hers.

The flimsy material of Faith’s top allowed for Cordelia to feel exactly what she had wanted, and her new position meant her legs were now even wider for the girl busy sucking on her neck.

Faith didn’t waste the opportunity to take advantage of the offering and she slid her hand up the inside of Cordelia’s long thigh, tickling her with her fingers. She moved her kisses up to Cordelia’s ear as she cupped the older girl’s pussy in her palm over the top of her drenched underwear.

Then Faith’s smoky voice invaded her brain. “I’m gonna take you, Cor. Slide my fingers into your hot little hole and make it mine, and you’re gonna fucking love it.”

Cordelia shuddered at the words, her legs feeling weaker with every second. Her heart racing, her lungs starving for oxygen.

“Fuck me, Faith. I want you to make me come for you.” She could feel Faith grinning against her neck.

Faith slid her fingers around the soft cotton of Cordelia’s skimpy panties, moving them to the side so she could access what was on offer to her. With one finger she stroked along the length of Cordelia’s soaking slit, brushing over her swollen clit in amongst the sweet juices emanating from her.

Cordelia’s head went back, hitting the door behind her with a soft thud. She was so ready for this. So ready for Faith to finger her until she forgot what it was to be daddy’s little do-good princess. She wanted to be fucked senseless by this girl more than she’d ever wanted anything.

“Oh, God,” Cordelia groaned.

Faith removed her hand and tugged Cordelia’s panties down, encouraging her to step out of them. She did without hesitation.

The slayer lifted the moist underwear to her face, and burying her nose in them took a deep breath. With a wicked grin she tucked the panties into her back pocket, then caught Cordelia off guard with such a passionate kiss she literally began to drip with her need.

With no barriers in the way this time Faith replaced her hand on the cheerleader’s hot sex. She spread her soaking pussy lips with one hand then lowered her other hand between them and slicked her fingers before slowly going to work on Cordelia’s clit.

“Fuck, that’s good.” Cordelia’s hips began to move with the younger girl’s fingers.

“That’s it, baby, rub your wet pussy on me. Maybe later I’ll let you spread your come all over my tits.”

Cordelia groaned so loud she could tell everyone in the toilets had stopped to listen. But she didn’t care because now Faith was pushing her fingers lower, closer to the source of all the sweet smelling pussy juice dripping from her. Before she could register that Faith was now also sucking on one of her nipples, she pushed two skilled fingers up inside her slick pussy.

Faith set to work plunging her fingers in and out of Cordelia’s tight hole. Her free hand reached under the tall girl’s right leg and lifted it, spreading the pussy her fingers were buried in even more for her. The smell of sex began to fill the air and the wet sound of Faith fucking her dripping entrance - slipping in and out - played in harmony with Cordelia’s constant moans of pleasure.

“Jesus, Faith.” Her hands gripped the smaller girl’s shoulders as she rode the hand between her legs.

Faith increased her pace and pressure, thrusting in and out in time with Cordelia. She moved her head back up to suck on the older girl’s lower lip then her neck. Cordelia was spread wide for the demanding slayer; her hot, sticky pussy now being filled completely as Faith pushed another finger deep inside her, stretching her inexperienced tightness to its limits.

She cried out as Faith’s fingers fucked her good and hard, sweeping her to the limits of pleasure. She began to shake, feeling her orgasm about to burst upon them both. With a hard, deep thrust, Faith curled her fingers up into Cordelia’s G spot, rubbing her fingertips over it as fast as she could.

“Oh yes, Faith. Fuck!” That was about all she could take and she screamed out.

Her pussy walls clamped down onto Faith’s fingers and her hot come gushed out of her, all over Faith’s hand and down the thigh still between her legs. She had never come so hard in her life; the shockwave continuing to pulse through her as her wet hole took all the pounding it could from the dark slayer.

As her legs began to give way Faith extracted her fingers from Cordelia and held onto her, stopping her from falling. She softly kissed the taller girl’s face, allowing her to come back down to earth. She did so, slowly, and feeling well and truly fucked.

Faith leant back a little way, smiling broadly at Cordelia. She lifted her drenched fingers up to her mouth and sucked on them, cleaning her own hands of Cordelia’s come.

“Man, you taste good. I want more.” Without hesitation Faith lowered herself in front of Cordelia.

She pushed the other girl’s still quivering legs apart just enough for her to place her head between her thighs. Cordelia’s vast amount of sticky fluid was still oozing from her tender pussy, trickling down her legs. Faith spread the soft pink flesh open and shoved her tongue up into her moist hole as far as it would go.

“Oh. . .God. . .” Cordelia cried out, coming again.

Faith wiggled her tongue around inside Cordelia, drinking down every bit of come that began squirting into her mouth, groaning her satisfaction as she did so. She thrust in and out of the older girl’s convulsing pussy a couple more times, filling and fucking the inviting hole as much as she could before she had to jump back up to catch the trembling girl before she fell.

“I could do that all fucking night to you, C,” Faith groaned carnally.

She pulled Cordelia into a searing kiss, smearing come all over their faces and lips.

“Faith, stop.”

Faith leant back, a questioning look on her face.

“I want to fuck you too,” Cordelia clarified. “I want to spread my pussy all over your hot body. Take me back to yours.”

Faith’s face lit up. “You got it, gorgeous.”

The two brunettes tidied themselves up as best they could and left the cubicle behind them smelling of sex and desire. Ignoring the shocked faces waiting for them in the queue, the two girls laced their fingers together and slipped out of the club, not wanting to face the scoobs currently awaiting their return.

They made their way back to Faith’s motel room for what was bound to be a night filled with screams, sweat soaked sheets, sore pussies and riotous orgasms . . .but then that’s another story.