After snoozing for only a short time, Faith woke to find herself resting on top of Buffy. She wondered how they’d switched positions and why she’d suddenly become the snuggle-y type, but as Buffy breathed softly beneath her she gave up caring. It felt good to be in her arms; to be resting on her so soundly with Buffy holding her close.

She lifted her head, resting it on her hand as she looked down at Buffy. A happy smile situated itself on her lips and she couldn’t shake the feeling that everything was fitting into place. Even if they had further struggles Faith somehow knew that they’d never go back to how it was. She could feel that they’d always share the connection they’d found now. It was pulling them together instead of forcing them apart, and that could only be a good thing for both of them.

The pains in her stomach had gone too. Faith didn’t know why exactly and she still wanted to talk about them with Buffy, as she’d seen how they’d also affected her. It was just another thing that proved how much they meant to each other. How bound together they truly were.

Softly brushing her fingers over Buffy’s collarbone, Faith felt her body heating up with the memory of what Buffy had done to her. She really had been blown away. Every touch, every kiss, everything that Buffy had done had been full of desire and love. She’d felt it coursing through her, fixing all the broken bits inside of her.

Faith couldn’t fool herself into thinking everything was perfect now; she still had her demons and the guilt that would always linger around her, but now she had Buffy and that made her feel steady. It made Faith feel like she could stand amongst them again, rightfully taking her place as one of them; as a slayer, as a friend. As what she always should have been. Buffy’s acceptance had finally come, and it was all she needed to help her make that final step out into the light.

Her fingers tripped lower, the feeling between her legs crowding Faith’s thoughts with the need to touch Buffy. She felt a little sore, but in the good way that told her Buffy had fucked her good and hard and made her come over and over again with more intense feeling than she’d ever felt before. It was an exquisite sting that proved she was now Buffy’s completely.

Lowering her lips to the other girl’s forehead she kissed softly, not wishing to wake her just yet. She moved cautiously lower, pushing the blanket down with her hand as her gentle fingers drifted over Buffy’s warm skin. Here eyes grew darker as she brushed over the small pink nipple that firmed to her touch. A little sigh escaped Buffy, but she was still fast asleep.

A devious little smirk appeared on Faith’s face and she brought her lips down to Buffy’s breast, her kisses barely touching but still managing to tempt and arouse her. Moving to Buffy’s nipple, her fingers drifted lower as she kissed a little more, her mouth open and taking the pink prize between her lips. A modest suck, just to enjoy the sensation it caused within her, then a light flick of her tongue. Buffy shifted, her body becoming aware though she was still snoozing.

Faith let her settle again before kissing over both breasts, slowly and surely from one to the other, getting Buffy aroused and aching for her. She loved the sensation of them on her full lips; the softness of Buffy’s breasts and the firmness of her nipples. The perfect combination to make her dizzy with lust.

She had to have more of Buffy. She needed to know her taste and feel her against her lips.

Moving so she was hovering over the girl beneath her, Faith settled between her legs, nudging them apart gently as she watched Buffy’s face. She could tell Buffy was on the brink of waking and she was glad; she wanted to see how she affected her. She wanted to hear Buffy react to her.

The temptation to lower herself down and feel Buffy against her nakedness almost stole away her need to taste her, but she kept her resolve. They’d have plenty of opportunity to slide breathlessly against each other later.

Taking her time, Faith kissed teasing patterns down over Buffy’s breasts and stomach, her breath hot against her skin, each kiss growing more firm, every pause filled with the flick of her tongue against Buffy. She descended to Buffy’s spread legs, moving the blanket further down so she could look at her lover. She almost growled as she gazed over Buffy’s glistening folds, the soft flesh just begging for her touch.

Grinning, Faith blew softly over Buffy as she held herself up with her hands placed either side of her hips. Buffy moved just a little, her body reacting enough to bring her to consciousness. A quiet moan indicated that she was becoming more aware so Faith blew again, getting closer to Buffy as she did so.

“Mmm, Faith,” Buffy sighed softly.

She opened her eyes and looked down between her legs. The sight of Faith poised between them, her beautiful smile capturing her and her lush dark hair tickling over her thighs, made her quiver. She instantly began to breathe heavy, her need obvious in her eyes as she gazed into Faith’s.

Guessing it was ok to carry on Faith lowered her head. She melted with the delectable scent of the other girl; the aroma filling her lungs and making her wetter than ever. She wanted to dive in but didn’t want to rush. This was Buffy. This was her and Buffy and she was going to take every delicious second she could to enjoy it.

Faith placed tender kisses over Buffy’s mound, not yet parting her folds to taste all that was on offer. Buffy noticeably reacted, her stomach tightening at every touch. She lifted her hips a little towards Faith, giving her no doubt that she was ready, and that she desperately needed Faith to make love to her.

And that’s what it was; not fucking or screwing, but making love with every ounce of what they’d felt for each other for so long.

Faith kissed Buffy more fully over her pussy, her caress making contact with the soft moist flesh that was now hers to indulge in. She licked over her slowly; languorous strokes to taste and tease, then she brought her mouth directly over Buffy’s already swollen clit and took it gently between her lips. She sucked and Buffy gasped, her hand now finding its way into Faith’s hair. Buffy was practically trembling with need and anticipation and Faith didn’t want to leave her hanging for too long. They both needed this. They both needed the intimacy and the confirmation of what they craved from each other.

She shifted position slightly, pulling Buffy’s legs up over her shoulders, and then she flicked her tongue quickly over Buffy’s clit gaining an enthusiastic moan in response. Each moan and hitched breath from Buffy was like an affirmation of how much Faith wanted and needed her this way. She wanted to spend hours making love to her, fucking her, making Buffy completely hers. There was no doubt that Buffy wanted the same.

“Faith,” Buffy groaned, her hand pulling her closer, needing more. “Take me, please,” she sighed.

Faith gave Buffy’s clit one last long suck before sliding her tongue lower, holding it just over Buffy’s tight wet hole. Buffy was already trembling, her body waiting for Faith to experience it the way they both wanted. The way they’d both dreamed about since first tumbling into each other’s eyes so long ago.

“I’m gonna fuck you with my tongue, B,” Faith said breathlessly, every part of her on fire for Buffy. She had Buffy’s scent sending her dizzy and her taste driving her wild; there was nothing that she wanted more, and no fear about what they were doing. “Then I’m gonna fucking making love to you all night long.”

Buffy closed her eyes and felt contented tears threaten to fall. She never imagined Faith would call it making love. She never imagined they’d ever get close to what she’d always secretly needed. Her heart was impossibly full, and as she was about to tell Faith just how much she loved her, her thoughts became a blur as Faith’s tongue slid deep inside her.

“Oh, God,” Buffy gasped shakily, lifting her hips to meet Faith half way. “That feels so good.”

She was close already, her desire for Faith far outweighing the wish to go slow or feel Faith’s tongue inside her for as long as possible. It felt incredible, intense, amazing and so above and beyond what she’d ever felt before, and she was fast approaching orgasm as Faith began to thrust in and out of her.

When Faith’s fingers hit her clit, slipping quickly over it, she was done for. Each wet slap of Faith’s tongue plunging into her caused Buffy to cry out her name. Faith was licking and sucking and wiggling in a feverish display of her skills, and Buffy couldn’t hold back the volume of her moans or the veracity of her cries.

“Faith. . .oh, fuck,” Buffy panted loudly as she felt her body tremble to its climax, the exquisite tingle rushing through her in a powerful jolt.

Faith clung onto Buffy, keeping her tongue buried inside her as deep as it would go as she came. She groaned as she felt the hot flood of Buffy’s come wash over her tongue and lips. She tasted incredible and it felt truly wonderful to have Buffy’s pussy grasping at her tongue, pulsing for her as she shook. The sensation was intense, and Faith vowed to fill her days and nights with more of the same.

She kept true to her word and they spent the night making love, tasting and thrusting and holding tight to each other as they came again and again. They never left each other’s arms, always connected, feeling everything they could with each other until their bodies were sore and their eyes heavy with the need to sleep.

As the day fully began outside, the two girls finally pulled the covers up around them to rest, holding onto each other in the heat of their sex scented skin. They both wore contented smiles, safe with each other; limbs entangled as they brushed kiss swollen lips over the bites and marks of their passion.

* * *

When Faith woke the second time she found the bed a little less full as she noticed Buffy wasn’t there. She could still smell her all around. She could still feel every touch and every playful bite mark as she stretched and looked over to her clock. It was well past lunchtime and her stomach growled on cue. Lifting herself onto her elbows as the sheet fell to her waist, Faith searched the room with her eyes for clues as to Buffy’s whereabouts.

She was certain Buffy wouldn’t just up and leave and it was Sunday so she had no classes to go to. She saw that Buffy’s jacket was still draped over her own, and her clothes were still strewn around. She certainly couldn’t have gone far.

Relaxing back onto her pillows she closed her eyes and waited for Buffy’s return. She wasn’t waiting long as Buffy bustled back into the room carrying what looked like two cups of tea.

“Morning, beautiful,” Buffy said softly as she entered, noticing that Faith was now awake. “Or should I say. . .afternoon.” She smiled sweetly as she placed the cups on the bedside table, then she dropped Faith’s robe from her body and crawled back on top of her.

“Giles make that or are you turning all English?” Faith asked with a chuckle as her arms slid up and around Buffy, pulling her close so she could feel whole once again.

“It was Giles,” Buffy answered, her lips drifting enticingly over Faith’s, barely touching as she kissed her between words. “And it was awkward.”

Faith laughed, imagining how pissed he must be having had to endure them getting noisily acquainted with each other for most of the night.

“I should apologise to him later. Wasn’t fair of us I guess,” Faith said, tying to remember she was now a responsible adult.

“It’s all done,” Buffy assured, resting her head on Faith’s shoulder and looking up at her. “I told him we’re sorry. He wasn’t really mad, just a little upset that he’d lost some sleep. And he made us tea, so I think it’s gonna be ok.”

They chuckled again, the mood so easy and so free of the bad tension that had always brewed between them. Now the tension was only of the good kind that both of them were happy to satisfy with each other.

“He didn’t happen to be making anything to eat did he?” Faith asked. “I’m fucking starving here.”

“You and me both,” Buffy nodded, her stomach rumbling against Faith. “And yes, he’s cooking something up, though with the whole turning bright red with embarrassment thing I didn’t stick around to see what.”

Faith smiled down at Buffy, pushing a lock of blonde from her brow as she kissed her forehead.

“You gonna stay and eat, or do you need to get back?” Faith asked, not sure if she wanted to hear the answer. She felt so good with Buffy draped across her, her leg thrown possessively over her.

Buffy sighed. She didn’t want to go anywhere. Right where she was situated was perfect. Her body cried out to have Faith pressed against it and the thought of leaving to spend the night alone made her carefree smile disappear.

“This feels. . .amazing, Faith, and I really don’t wanna get up and leave,” Buffy confessed, her fingers drawing little patterns over Faith’s hip.

“Yeah, I know what you mean, B,” Faith sighed. “Maybe we can get away with another night. You could call your mom or something, and we’ll hide up here from Giles.”

She grinned and gave Buffy a squeeze. She didn’t want just one more night, though. As much as it scared Faith she knew she wanted so much more.

“I wish we could have longer,” Buffy said softly, almost whispering.

Faith felt her heart go out to Buffy. They’d gone through so much together and parting seemed like the worst event possible, but they had to be practical. They both lived in somebody else’s house and neither of them had an income, but neither of them seemed willing to let go. She had an idea, and as crazy at it would have seemed just a few days ago Faith was sure it’s what they both wanted. What they needed to keep them happy and wrapped in the love that had weaved its way so solidly around them.

“Maybe I could get a job,” Faith said, unsure how her suggestion would go across. “And maybe get a place of my own, as long it’s allowed with the whole guardian thing Giles signed. You could come round whenever you wanted then.” She smiled, seeing Buffy’s eyes light up.

“Would forever be ok?” Buffy chuckled, making it sound like a joke but meaning it with all her heart.

There wasn’t another person in the world she’d rather spend her nights with, close, warm, and able to show their desire and their love without worry. They were young, but compared to most people their age they’d lived a thousand lifetimes. Now was not the time for holding back.

“If that’s what you want, B,” Faith replied, her dimples joining Buffy’s broad smile that clearly indicated it was what they both wanted.

“I want you, Faith. Always. I think I always did, even though I fought it and fought you,” Buffy said with a regretful sigh.

“We’ll make it happen, B. We got this far so ain’t nothing gonna stop us now,” Faith assured. “I’ve never been a white picket fence girl and I’m no saint who isn’t gonna screw up now and then, but I wanna spend every night making you mine.”

“I am yours,” Buffy said with a nod, more than happy to give herself up to Faith.

She believed in Faith; in them both in fact. The future was a little scary, but Buffy knew her future was by Faith’s side.

They kissed softly, every inch of them in tune with each other, carved out for each in unquestionable need. Soaring on one another’s touch, they ignored the tap on the door as Giles told them he’d left a tray of food outside for them as he was off to run some errands. They were too busy heating each other up once again, ready to take each other to the heights they both craved.

As the day turned to night the two of them thought of nothing but each other and saw and needed nothing but each other. Eventually sleep slipped its fingers around them once again, pulling them down to settle on one another, wrapped in their spent passion and their hopeful smiles. It wasn’t long before dreams took their waking minds to places where nothing could touch them. A place demons avoided and fears kept their distance.

Buffy smiled, feeling a gentle wind ruffle the soft linen of her dress within her dream. She looked out to the sea, her eyes reflecting the deep reds and pinks that adorned the sky above. She was standing on the damp grass of a cliff, the sounds of rolling waves the only interruption to her thoughts. She had never felt so at peace, and so hopeful of her future. The air was warm and sweet and carried her heart on its breeze.

“It’s beautiful,” she said, folding her arms around herself.

“You’re beautiful,” Faith whispered behind her as she came forward to wrap her arms over Buffy’s.

Faith stood behind Buffy, enveloping her in her love, her strength keeping Buffy safe within it.

“Do you think we’ll be ok?” Buffy asked, her eyes still fixed on the restful horizon.

“I know we will, baby,” Faith replied. “I know I love you.”

Buffy sighed happily, feeling the words touch her in places she never knew existed. She turned slowly in Faith’s arms and looked up into her deep brown eyes. She was still amazed at how soft they could be when they looked at her; how much love she saw in them as Faith let her in through the tough walls that kept her hidden from everybody else.

Her fingers delicately brushed over Faith’s eyebrow and down her cheek to her endearing dimple. She had never felt so loved.

“I love you so much,” Buffy said softly, melting into Faith body and soul. “I’m going to show you every day just how much you mean to me.”

Both girls smiled openly, looking deep into one another; their dreams and reality finally merging as one. Their hearts finally allowed to have what they’d denied for so long.

They brought their lips together, little moans and soft sighs grounding them to one another as the sun began to set in the distance; a beautiful end for a beautiful beginning. They finally had their truth; no lies and no hurt, no doubts and no demands. Just their hearts and their bodies seeking the one thing that made them whole. Each other.

Forever each other.