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Buffy looked at the number on the door and then at the scrap of paper in her hand. With a grimace as she realized that this was, indeed, her destination, she knocked. The door opened before she had finished the second knock, her hazel eyes widening in surprise as she said, "Hey, Faith. Sorry I'm late.Ran into some vamps at Eternal Rest."

"Here now. All that matters," Faith grinned then, her brown eyes raking over the petitie blonde slayer.

Buffy cleared her throat, wondering why Faith's leer had caused her nipples to harden. She didn't like girls. Okay, so there was the little crush on Willow and there was no denying that she wanted Faith, too, but that didn't mean she was gay. Did it?

"Follow me," Faith smirked as she leaned close and whispered, "said the spider to the fly."

"Ha ha," Buffy rolled her eyes, deciding that Faith was deliberately trying to get to her. She entered the room, freezing as she looked around. There were shackles and a tray of scented oils and emollient, and a chest whose contents were still in the shadows where the candlelight did not reach. She started to back up but found herself bumping into Faith. With a shaky laugh, she said, "Faith, I just remembered that I have homework to do. Lots of homework. Yeah, so I need to go home now."

"You're not going anywhere, Buffy," a voice spoke up as Willow moved from the shadows. A mischievous smile was on the redhead's pretty lips as she watched her best friend stare at her. She smiled wickedly, "We have plans for you, slayer."

"Plans? Willow, what are you doing here? And why are you wearing that?" Buffy was
astonished she had been able to speak considering she was staring at the girl she'd had fantasies about since they'd met and that said gorgeous redhead was wearing very revealing scraps of leather that displayed her pert breasts and flat tummy.

"Faith, be a dear and strip her," Willow ordered lazily, her eyes looking into Buffy's as the brunette slayer grinned and began her task.

"We know you wanna fuck us, B," Faith told Buffy as she reached around the blonde to unfasten the buttons of her shirt, groping a breast as it was revealed. "I told Red months ago, after I fucked her the first time, but she didn't believe me until she saw you watching her with that hungry and yearning look on that pretty little face. She's a hottie, isn't she? I knew the moment I saw her that I had to taste her, touch her, fuck her silly. Don't know how you managed to control yourself for so long. She's a screamer, my Red, and a bossy little thing. Loves to tell me what to do, where to touch, control suits her, don'tcha think? Our wicked little witch," she blew Willow a kiss and winked before brushing her lips against Buffy’s back, her hands kneading the blonde slayer‘s breasts.

"God," Buffy whispered as Faith continued to talk about fucking Willow as the slayer stripped her, touching and caressing and licking her in between talking. It would appear that Faith had been around Willow enough to pick up her gift for babbling, not shutting up during the entire time she teasingly removed her clothes, Buffy unable to look away from Willow, knowing that wetness was dripping down her legs as Faith touched her in all the right places.

"She's very good with her hands," Willow smirked as she moved forward, her hand moving to catch Buffy's chin. She looked into her eyes for a moment and whispered, "Do you want this? If you don't, say something now and you can go. What do you want, Buffy?"

"I want to be wicked…I want you to fuck me, Willow," Buffy confessed softly, gasping when she felt Faith's fingers delve between her legs. "I want you. God, I've wanted you both for so long."

"Well, that's good because," Willow moved closer, her tongue tracing Buffy's lips, confident now that she had Buffy's permission and knew what her best friend wanted, "you've got us."

*the end*