As Vampiresses Part Five By Anne "Welcome to fucking Sunnydale. Why did we have to come back here B?" "I like my roots okay. I was missing the place." "Yeah right..." Faith flicked through the radio channels, and the irony of ‘Highway to Hell’ playing on Sunnydale FM was not lost on her. "Don’t be pissed Honey." Buffy leant back and placed her feet on the dashboard, watching the lights whiz by. "We’ve had some good times here. I wonder if Giles is home?" "You wanna go see G-Man?" Faith turned her head and stared at Buffy. "Faith, you’re not looking at the road again. Do you have a concentration problem?" "I do when you want to see your Watcher. You feeling like being staked or something B? You know he’ll do it." "Course he won’t do it. He’s my sugar daddy watcher." "Yeah, well, he’s never seen that ugly vamp face of yours then B." Said Faith reaching into her breast pocket for her Marlboros. "Ugly! It turns you on and you know it." She snarled. "Besides, he has. Don’t ask. It’s a long story." **** "B. Much as I am loving the dinner, I get the feeling we got company." "Me too. Don’t you love this?" "Three guesses who it is." They both turned round at the same time and faced off against the two girls standing opposite them. "Hello slayers," purred Buffy. "I wondered if you would ever have the brains to find us. Thought we’d come back here to give you a sporting chance." "What is it about vampires?" the blond girl said to her partner. "Always have to get in the wise cracks before you dust them." "Yo! Listen up!" Faith sounded pissed. "We’re slayers too. And we’re vamps as well." "So that makes you?" "Vampire-Slayers Duh." "Faith. Shut up and fight." "You got it B. We got William the Bloody’s record to beat. And two against two." "I like those odds." "You do realise that when we are done, I’m gonna be wicked horny B?" "I suspected as much." The young dark Slayer flung her stake, effectively ending the banter, watching with pride as it span through the air, straight for Faith’s chest, her smile promptly falling as Faith grabbed it between her fist. "Hey, not bad for a new girl. You been practising?" Faith looked the girl up and down. "I bet you’re a cheerleader right? So that’s not much different from twirling your own baton?" "Faith, how can you make everything sound sexual?" "Years of practice?" shrugged Faith as the two slayers ran at them. Blond against brunette, brunette against blond. "You know, you’re not bad looking, If you weren’t trying to kill me right now, I’d invite you over for dinner." "In your dreams. The Watchers Council was right about you." "You’re actually working for that bunch of losers?" Exclaimed Buffy. "There goes your right to any kind of mercy. Faith, since when did having your hands on her butt have anything to do with fighting for your life?" Buffy looked over to where Faith had the blonde slayer doubled over a tombstone, her legs flailing wildly and uselessly. "I’m just holding her down B!" laughed Faith, followed by a loud "oomph" as the slayer’s legs finally connected with their target and left Faith stumbling backwards, clutching her cheek. "Wicked move slayer." Smiled Faith as the Blonde rolled herself forwards over the stone and stood up, pulling another stake out of the inside of her jacket. "Now, I could tell you a story or two about the things I’ve done with a stake." Grinned Faith evilly. "Eeewww. I really don’t want to know." "And I was thinking about showing you." "You’ll have to kill me first." "Don’t worry sugartits, that was also a valid option." "Oh, this is no fun at all." Said Buffy as the dark haired slayer crashed to the floor. "It’s just too easy." "Well, you have been doing this for a while now B," said Faith ducking under the punch of the blondie. "Fancy giving me a hand with this one? She’s got a bit more oomph," leaning backwards avoiding the right hook. "She kinda reminds me of you when you were younger." "Sure, no problem," Buffy looked down at the second slayer who was still out cold. "We’ll save this one for later." She ran up behind the other slayer, knocking the stake out of her hand and grabbing her firmly by the shoulders. "Dinner is served!" Faith and Buffy both moved forward at the same time, pressing the younger girl between them. "I’ve always liked the idea of a slayer sandwich" said Faith as she grazed her fangs over the vein that was pulsing hard and fast with fear. "I’m inclined to agree," Buffy slid her tongue along the other side of the girl's neck, nipping hard on her ear with her fang. "Don’t worry honey, no slayer actually lives past twenty-five. Not even me." She heard a soft moan escape from the girl's lips as Faith could hold back no longer, sliding her fangs gently through the flesh, and when she heard the soft sucking sounds, Buffy did the same. Buffy could feel the tension slide out of the body as it grew weaker, and felt Faith begin rocking backwards and forwards slightly, no longer needing to hold onto the soon-to-be-dead slayer. She felt Faith’s arms sliding around her waist, pulling the three of them together, and she couldn’t help but notice that the slight rocking had become more of an intense grinding. They heard a quick snap and turned around just in time to watch the second slayer fall to the floor, head lolling at an odd angle, the blood smeared across her neck. Behind her was a leather cladded redhead. "Oh fuck." Said Buffy and Faith together. **** "Hiya Red. Gotta say the bondage look works for you." Faith looked Willow up and down approvingly. "Willow." Buffy was shocked to be greeted by a blast from the past. Especially this one. "Buffy....I missed you." Willow walked over to Buffy and slid her hands around her waist. "Erm, I missed you too," Buffy said, looking down as Willow's hands began to make their way down to her ass. Buffy looked over at Faith who was sniggering, arms folded across her chest. "Who got you then Will?" "An old friend. We made up. Cordelia." "Cordelia!!" "Yeah. Do want to go play?" "Sure. I, erm. Willow! Hands!!" ****** "See you’ve done the place out nicely Willow," said Buffy as they entered her bedroom. "Slightly more, erm," she looked at the chains hanging from the wrought iron four poster bed, "gothic than the last time I was in here." "Jeez Red, you really have the dominatrix thing through and through don’t ya?" Faith smiled as she walked over and flung herself onto the black silk sheets and gave the chains a quick tug. "Sturdy though, I like it. Of course, you’ve always got to remember the safety word this way." "I always remember it," purred Buffy, sliding onto the bed next to her. "But you never use it. You always want me to hurt you that little bit more, don’t you Faith?" "That’s what I love about my girl." Laughed Faith sliding her tongue into Buffy’s mouth. There was a tap on the window, and Willow’s face lit up as she let Cordelia in. Buffy wriggled out of Faith’s grip. "Cordelia. Good to see you." "Buffy you look so…yah, whatever. What are you doing back in Sunnyhell?" "Looking for a little bit of fun." "And you came to this place?" "Well, I wasn’t exactly expecting this. There were very specific reasons we didn’t vamp Willow. Namely the fact that I remembered last time. I mean, I love a good kill as much as the next vamp, but now we’re talking sex-filled feeding frenzy twenty four seven." "Hey, what could I do? I thought I’d give Xander the time of his life." "Been there, done that," sighed Faith. "So did ya kill him?" "Nah. Left him in the same ward as Giles." "Giles?" Buffy leapt up, knocking Faith over in the process. "What’s wrong with Giles?" "Post traumatic shock. Though that is just soooo nineties. Something to do with finding your mother on his doorstep I think." "Oh well. Anyone hungry?" "I don’t know about hungry B, but I’m wicked horny. Slaying the slayers, man that’s the kick." "What did you have in mind lover? Willow! Hands!" "I thought we could check out the hottest place in town." Faith said and Willow visibly perked up. "The Bronze!" she purred. "When we get there can I play with the toys?" "Of course you can Will," said Buffy, trying very hard not to be distracted by the fact that Willow had become bored with her ass and was now running her hands over her breasts and casually tweaking her nipples. "I see you got the ‘kinda gay’ issues sorted. Good for you. Everyone ready to go?" Buffy knew that she should not have been surprised by the strength that Willow was concealing under all that leather. She should have remembered from the last time. But when she suddenly found herself pinned on the bed, she knew that Willow had finally had enough of the playing around and the gentle touch. Must be something about her tits. They always had the same effect on Faith. And Willow was certainly enjoying them a lot now. In an ‘up close and personal’ kind of way. She looked over at Faith who was settling in Willow’s wicker chair, undoing her pants and getting ready to watch the show. Nice to know that she had a girlfriend who never got in the slightest bit jealous. She also got the feeling that Faith would be wanting to join in sooner or later, but for now all she could concentrate on was Willow and her strange fascination with licking at her neck. "Buffy, I missed you." Willow’s fangs slid out and she stopped licking and began nibbling on Buffy’s jugular. Buffy could feel her skin respond to the gentle intrusions into her flesh, her nipples becoming hard against the material of her blouse. "So you said." She gasped, as Willow ground her hips slightly over Buffy’s thighs, sinking in her fangs just a little bit deeper. "Hey Red!" said Faith, bored with the slow approach. "Are you going to show her how much you missed her or are the two of you never gonna fuck?" "You heard the lady," smiled Buffy, bringing her head up to meet Willow’s, their lips sliding together and over each other, and was pleasantly surprised when the Red-head’s tongue darted into her mouth. She pushed back with her own tongue, noticing how much softer it was to kiss Willow compared to Faith, even in vamp mode. She felt the bed compress next to her and she guessed that Faith had decided to join them already. Faith lay there for a while, running her hands over Willow’s back as she watched vamp-witch kiss her girl, vaguely thinking that getting her out of that tight leather gear was going to be a bitch. She let her hand wander in between her thighs, quite enjoying seeing B finally getting it on with her high school sweetheart. She was wet and she was hoping that they would have a serious upgrade in the action soon, or she would have to do something about it herself. Luckily enough, she did not have that much longer to wait, as Willow vamped properly and the demon in her came out. So to speak. She grabbed the two sides of Buffy’s blouse and ripped it open in one deft movement, scattering the buttons over Faith and the floor. ‘Way to go, Red’ thought Faith her hand speeding up the rhythm between her thighs. She slipped two fingers inside herself for good measure, her clit rubbing up against her palm. Her leathers kinda restricted the movement, so she had to rock her hips backwards and forwards off the bed to get some kind of momentum going. She watched as Willow bent down, grazing her fangs along the smooth flatness of Buffy’s stomach, swirling her tongue delicately into her navel, as her hands worked their way up under Buffy’s skirt. "Oh God Willow," exclaimed Buffy as she felt the fingers gently touching the soft skin of her inner thigh, desperately wanting Willow to bite her there, to feel those fangs pierce the skin so gently that the pain would be almost unbearable. Her head rolled to the side as the fingers continued their pattern on her legs, and the blood red lips continued their descent on her stomach. She opened her eyes to see Faith looking at her, clearly aroused as she touched herself. "Kiss me," Buffy growled, her voice hoarse with desire, and she couldn’t tell herself which one of the girls she had been talking to. Both obliged. Faith pulled her hand out of the waistband of her leather pants and pulled herself over to Buffy, kissing her roughly on the lips, feeling her moan onto her tongue as she reached out and began to massage her breast with her palm, the wetness of her hand causing it to slide deliciously over Buffy’s nipple. Willow in turn made her way over the scrap of material that Buffy called a skirt and began to slide her lips and tongue over the blonde’s thighs, teasing her, but always keeping her tongue just a little too far away. Faith bent her head down to lick at the dribble of blood Willow had caused to flow from Buffy’s pale neck, feeling it like velvet on her tongue and her fangs slide out. Willow had left the marks over her fangs across Buffy’s shoulders and breasts, so it was easy for Faith to follow the path that was yet to heal. Gently tugging at the skin with her fangs as she made her way down, she heard Buffy moan and the gentle lapping of Willow’s tongue. By the sound B was making, Faith could guess exactly what Willow was licking, and hoped that she would get her fair share at some point this evening. She might even get to have a go with Cordelia again, and have the double joy of proving B wrong. Faith was thinking all of this as she took Buffy’s nipple between her fangs, using her tongue to trap it and gently graze it back and forth. She felt Buffy clutch at the back of her head with one hand and lift her body off the bed. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the other hand reach down the length of her body and grip the back of Willow’s head, holding her firm between her legs as she began to thrust her hips back and forth, grunting slightly and vamping out. Faith reached her hand over and began to massage Buffy’s right breast as she suckled harder on the left, speeding up the movements in time with Buffy’s hips as she sensed that B was getting closer. She heard her girlfriend begin to moan louder as the movement of her hips became more frantic, lifting her whole body off the bed and pushing herself hard into Willow’s face. Buffy came loud and hard, and then the next thing Faith felt was a searing pain at the back of her head. ****** When she opened her eyes, Faith found that she was face down on the bed, her head buried in the pillows. "What the fuck?" she tried to get up only to find that the chains that she had been joking about earlier were now firmly holding her in one place. "Wondering when you were going to wake up. I’ve been having fun while you have been playing at little miss sleepyhead." Buffy looked at Faith derisively from where she was as equally tied up next to her. "You been having fun B?" "Yeah, the old ‘Mistress of Pain’ has been keeping me busy." Buffy replied with bright sarcasm. "You serious?" Faith asked looking over her shoulder to see Willow still dressed up like the dominatrix from hell, flicking a riding crop over her palm as she paced backwards and forwards. "The pony has woken up at last," she murmured in a husky voice. "Now I get to go for a ride." "Pony. I’m not your fucking pony Red! Oomph" Faith was silenced by the smack of the riding crop across her butt. "And even if I was, when the hell did I become your naked pony." "And Faith finally gets with the program. I told you what vamp Willow was like." "Yeah, but I thought she would be being like that with you and not with me B." "Well at least now we can share the ‘punishment’. Whatever the fuck that is all about." "Uh, oh your in the buff too Buff." Said Faith, looking Buffy up and down with the limited movement she had of her head. "She been going hard on you?" "I may be able to sit on my ass again sometime in the next century, so what the fuck to you think Faith?" screamed Buffy. She was definitely pissed at the more than usual lack of control of the situation she had, and she remembered the sorts of things that vamp Willow had wanted to do last time. Teasing Faith with Mr. Pointy was one thing, Willow in full costume and weaponry was another. "Quiet!" Willow brought the riding crop down on Buffy again, and then on Faith for good measure. "Red, when I get out of this, I guarantee you’ll be getting the ride of your life." "C’mon Faith," whispered Buffy, "I know that you are getting off on this." "Doesn’t suck," winked Faith. "Better than going to the Bronze anyways." "Well you like the torture and the pain. In case you hadn’t noticed in all the time we’ve been fucking, I like to be the one inflicting it. And seeing my sweet and innocent bestest friend whip my ass raw isn’t my idea of a good time." She looked over her shoulder where Willow was still pacing, admiring her handiwork. "You two look so pretty," she purred as she leapt up onto the bed, her feet either side of Buffy’s hips. "Such pretty little ponies, makes me just want to ride." She dropped to her knees suddenly and Buffy was totally unprepared for the sudden weight of Willow on her butt. It was a pretty loud scream, even for a vampire/slayer. All Faith could do was watch as Willow ran her hand up and down the length of Buffy’s spine, her fingertips tracing their way lightly up, and her nails tearing their way back down. After about ten minutes and Faith was beginning whether this was some kind of hypnotist routine that wasn’t working, Willow finally spoke again. "Bored now," was the slightly bemusing phrase that passed her lips before the riding crop came down hard again, this time on Buffy’s shoulders. Faith heard her girlfriend hiss under the sting and then found herself doing the same as Willow did a nifty flick of the wrist and Faith felt the sting across her lower back. "Fuck Red, you ever do anything that doesn’t involve using that thing?" "Sometimes," Willow giggled childishly, "I like to use my fingers as well." Faith and Buffy turned their heads around as much as they could to see Willow slip her hand into the waistband of her leather pants, and both suddenly realised why she favoured the tight fit so much. They could make out the movement of each finger where their backs pressed against the material and felt the sting of the crop hit them in turn, in rhythm with the thrusting of the red-head’s fingers. "Just be grateful B. Oomph." "Grateful? Ouch!" "At least she doesn’t have a strap-on." "Way to look on the bright side Faith." Buffy was about to see if she could head-butt Faith’s wise-ass mouth from where she was pinned when Willow let out a blood-curdling scream and dropped forwards onto the bed between them. They lifted their heads up and looked at each other with equally puzzled expression. "Well, either she just broke her wrist or she came. You choose." "And I thought you were loud B." "I might be if I had spent the evening whipping your ass. We’ll have to try it sometime." "Oh, please don’t let that be sarcasm." "Okay, I’m ready to Bronze," said Cordelia, turning away from the mirror after applying the final touches to her make up. "You guys haven’t been waiting for me have you?" ******** "I’m bored." Buffy was sitting on Willow’s bed buffing her nails, whilst Faith lay back against her reading a comic. "Whatcha wanna do?" Faith rolled over onto her side and propped her head up on her elbow. "I miss the old days. Willow," she called over. "How do you fancy visiting the library, for old times sake?" "Yes," smiled Willow. "Can we?" "Huh?" said Faith, clearly confused by the sudden shift from badass demon to research mode. "I want to do it," explained Buffy. "I still don’t get it babe. Want to do what?" "How can I put it so that you understand me," mused Buffy, sliding her legs over Faith’s thighs and straddling her, being careful to sit down slowly. "I," she nipped playfully at Faith’s jugular. "Want," grazing her fangs up Faith’s neck, "to" she brought her head up and kissed Faith, sliding her tongue deep between her lips, before pulling away and smiling, "do what every other mother fucker demon has tried to do." She ground her hips against Faith. "I’m going to open the Hellmouth." THE END