Author: Katie Vieceli
Rating: Bordering on NC-17
Disclaimer: Joss owns 'em. Except that he sold them to Fox.
Summary: Faith shows Buffy her most prized possession
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Sometimes Faith wished for things...

A lot of things.

A dog, a home, a family...

But most of the time she wished for a cock. Ever since she could remember she'd wanted one. Something hard and soft, smooth to the touch and taste, that jutted out from her body and told the world that she was someone. A man, to be taken seriously. Cause if she learned one thing in his life, just one thing, is that if you didn't have a cock people thought you were there to be screwed.

Faith didn't like that. She wanted to be the screwer, the one in control. And she almost had it down, she rode her guys so they couldn't see straight and then kicked them out. They were *nothing* to her, but she was the one being violated.

Now, don't get me wrong. If she had known who Andrea Dworkin was she would have called her a stupid cunt. Faith wasn't opposed to getting a good fucking, she just wished occasionally(all the time really), that she could be the one giving it.

So, when she saw that six inch black silicone rubber dildo in the window of the sleazy sex shop in Atlanta...well, that puppy had been hers just as soon as she had smashed the window and taken it. And it felt good when she wore it, it felt natural. And if all the girls she'd tried it on weren't lying, she knew how to work it.

When she found herself at the Bronze, in her new Boss-bought spiffy clothes, with the dildo nestled snugly in the crotch of her leather pants, she was feeling good. Too good. The kind of good that you just knew was going to get ruined by a certain little blonde bitch walking in on the arm of her vampire idiot boyfriend. Wonderful.

Buffy waved at her and she could have *sworn* that she felt her cock stir. Her cock. She liked the feel and sound of that and she stretched a little, letting the base of it nudge against her clit. She walked over to the two of them, swaggered really, and detached Buffy from her boyfriend with the scalpel of her hand.

"Hey, B."

And then she just dragged her away.

"What's going on Faith?"

"I want to show you something." The two of them walked into the ladies' room, Faith leading, half-dragging the little blonde girl by her upper arm.

"Out," she said to the two little preppy girls that were in there. They squealed and made little huffy noises but she stared them down and they went like she said. And then she turned on Buffy and gave her a slow smile and Buffy snapped to attention in a way that Faith hadn't seen her do since she had driven that stake home in the Mayor's assistant.

Buffy stretched and leaned against the side of one of the stalls, her mouth skewed in a small smirk.

"Buffy...do you remember when I kissed you, and you said you didn't like girls?"

Buffy lost her smirk and crossed her arms over her breasts, her forehead scrunched up in thought. "Yeah..look, Faith..."

"See, that's okay. Cause I'm not a girl." One, two, three snaps at her
zipper and there it was and her hands were on it, stroking the soft black material, feeling its hardness under her fingertips. She could feel Buffy looking at it and then Buffy licked her lips and sighed and looked at Faith in a way that made Faith's toes curl.

"Jesus, Faith..that's..." and she licked her lips again.

Before Faith could react, Buffy was on her knees, rubbing her face against the blackness of the cock, bumping it up against Faith's clit and Faith only *just* managed to get them backed into a stall and the door closed before Buffy had it in her mouth, slicking it up with her spit, deep-throating it with a skill Faith didn't think she had, and she didn't want to know how or where Buffy had learned it. All she wanted to do was thread her hands through Buffy's hair and thank the powers that be that she'd sprung for the one with a vaginal plug as it rocked inside of her. Seconds later, she came, falling to her knees with the force of it.

Buffy let go and smiled at her sweetly, then kissed her mouth, smearing the dark red lipstick across Faith's face. "Let's go to your place," she said quietly. Faith didn't have to be told twice.