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Part 14 - A New Trick
Faith smiled as she watched Buffy fuss over the monkey. The little
slayer had insisted that they drag his crate back into the plane so
Mr. Peepers could get use to them. Buffy now sat in front of it
talking to the animal. For some reason it struck Faith as incredibly
cute; she listened to Buffy's inane chatter while she prepared their
lunch.
"Look Faith. He knows his name. See?" Buffy leaned forward, holding
out the cookie. "Does Mr. Peepers want a cookie?" The monkey nodded
his head vigorously. Buffy handed him the cookie and clapped her
hands excitedly. "I'll have him doing a hula dance in no time."
Faith chuckled. "B, it's the cookie he's responding to not the name.
Watch." The brunette grabbed a cookie from Buffy's hand and turned
toward the crate. She mimicked Buffy's tone. "Hey, does Mr. Smelly
want a cookie?"
The monkey once again nodded his head and reached out.
"Faith!" The blonde swatted at her. "He's not smelly."
"Oh? So that's you?" Faith grinned as she went back to preparing the
meal. Today they were eating from the fancy baskets. Buffy had
finally relented. The dark slayer was now allowed to open even the
most expensive items. At some point Buffy had to admit it was
ludicrous to worry. Whatever was here was now theirs.
Faith set the tarts out, along with a jar of olives, some brie,
sliced up pears, and wheat crackers. "Okay. Lunchtime." She called
out, pouring them each a big glass of water. "We even have dessert."
With that Faith set a basket of strawberries on the table. "Check
this out. It comes with chocolate dipping sauce."
Buffy squealed with delight. "Yum! Where was all this stuff?"
"In that previously off limits part of the crate. You know, where
it's marked gourmet gift baskets." Faith sat back and opened up the
olives. She regarded the monkey with some interest. "B, I bet we
could train him if we went about it the right way." She got up and
walked toward the crate of books. "Let's see... hey, here's one on
dog training."
"He's not a dog. He's smarter."
"Duh! So then he'll just learn faster." Faith opened up the book
while she nibbled on a pear.
................
"Okay B. Now check this out." The brunette sat proudly in front of
the crate and held out her hand. "Give me five." The little monkey
squeaked, but reached through the crate and slapped Faith's palm then
held his hand out. The slayer tapped his lightly. "See. Now that's a
trick." Faith smirked as she promptly rewarded him with a strawberry.
Buffy rushed over excited. "Do it again! Do it again!"
"Here B, put out your hand." Buffy let Faith take her hand and hold
out. "Now tell him to give you five."
"Give me five, Mr. Peepers." The blonde shrieked and giggled as the
tiny hand reached out and slapped her palm. The little hand came back
out and Buffy tapped it with two fingers.
"Now give him a reward." Faith instructed. Buffy eagerly handed the
little monkey a strawberry. "See. That's how you do it." The dark-
eyed beauty reluctantly released Buffy and moved back to her
mattress. She laid back and picked up a comic book.
The older slayer glanced over, "Aren't you going to teach him more?"
"You teach him something. Like how to play dead or roll over. The
book's on the table, B. I'm kinda thinking nap time, yunno." Faith
gave her lazy grin before covering her face with the comic and
crossing her arms across her chest.
"I'll be quiet then." Buffy looked back at Mr. Peepers and held a
finger to her lips. "Shh... Mr. Peepers."
"Not necessary. I can sleep through anything." Faith mumbled from
under the book. "Train away. I expect to see a new trick when I wake
up."
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Part 15 - A Quiet Evening
Faith yawned and stretched. She glanced around the airplane and
noticed that it was dark out and that Mr. Peepers and Buffy were
gone. The slayer immediately sat up, worried. "Buffy! Buffy!"
"We're out here."
Faith made her way down the stairs to see Buffy in front of a large
fire with some sort of cooking apparatus ridged up and a pot sitting
on it. "Where's the monkey?"
"Out here. Keeping me company while I make dinner."
The brunette glanced around and spied another crate that Buffy had
obviously renovated so Mr. Peepers had outside quarters as well. It
reminded Faith of how mothers put their babies in playpens while they
do housework. She grinned at the site. *Hell, shoulda given her a pet
along time ago.*
"I figured tonight I would cook. We're having pasta." Buffy's eyes
lit up.
"Pasta?" Faith peered over the blonde's shoulder.
"Uh-huh. It's from the..." The little slayer read from a card in the
basket sitting next to her. "the Tuscan Pasta Basket and it looks
yummy. Like I said before, good ole Harry and David."
Faith raised an eyebrow before making her way over to Mr.
Peepers. "So how's he doing? Did you teach him anything?"
Buffy made a pouty face. "No. It's not as easy as you made it look."
She sullenly stirred the pasta. "He doesn't listen to me."
Faith laughed. "Maybe, because he knows he doesn't have to. You're
spoiling him rotten. And stop feeding him so many cookies. He's gonna
get fat." The brunette moved the tin of cookies away from Buffy and
sat down.
"I wasn't. Those were mine." The little blonde scowled.
"Then you're gonna get fat."
Buffy looked down and worriedly rubbed her stomach. "Do you think I'm
fat?"
"No, B. I was joking. Geez... Relax. You have a great body." Faith
mentally kicked herself. *Way to sound pervy... you idiot!* She
turned away quickly and missed Buffy's slight blush and smile.
"Really? You think I have a great body?"
"Yeah... so? It's not a big deal, yunno... I have a great body too."
Faith grinned as Buffy threw an apple at her. "Hey, don't waste the
food!"
The little blonde watched as the dark slayer squatted next to Mr.
Peepers' crate and slapped hands with him. *Faith would make a good
mommy.*
"Stand up tall. That's right. Stand up. Good boy. Here ya go." The
dark slayer handed him the apple. The monkey squeaked and jumped
around before taking a bite. Faith turned around to face Buffy. "So
B, I guess we need to finish the mapping thing tomorrow since you let
me sleep so late."
"Yeah... there's no rush anyway. It's not like the island is going
anywhere." The blonde stated casually as she took the pot off the
heat.
Faith stared in confusion. "Wait a minute. Weren't you the one with
that whole `We don't know who or what may be lurking' spiel. Now you
just want to blow off checking everything out. You know that little
monkey can be left alone, Buffy. It's not a baby."
"I know." Buffy's bottom lip jutted out as she handed Faith her
plate. "But can't we take a break for a day or two and have fun. What
if the council shows up, and we don't even really get to enjoy this?"
She gestured toward the rolling surf and Mr. Peepers.
The brunette shrugged. "You don't have to twist my arm. That's what I
was thinking all along." Faith took a big bite and grinned. "Hey B,
this is really good! Who knows, if we're stranded long enough maybe
you'll even learn how to cook."
Buffy frowned. "I already can cook!... Okay, sort of."
.....................
That evening they spent sitting by the fire, playing Monopoly.
"B, are you sure you're not cheatin'? Cause this is like the fifth
time you landed on that one and paid me. You should be totally broke
by now." Faith's eyes narrowed accusingly.
Buffy giggled and turned away. "Noooo. I just passed go, remember?"
"Sure. Remind me not to let you be the banker again." Faith picked up
the dice and rolled them while Buffy walked over and peered in at Mr.
Peepers.
"Oh Faith, come here. It's so cute. He's sleeping. Look he's all
curled up. Awww..."
The brunette got up and made her way over. She glanced down. "Yup.
He's sleeping alright." She turned to walk away, but Buffy grabbed
her hand.
"Oh c'mon, don't tell me that you don't think that is the cutest
thing ever." Buffy smiled down at Mr. Peepers.
Faith watched the blonde's lips curl into a soft smile, her beautiful
green eyes sparkling. "Definitely.. the cutest thing ever." The dark
slayer mumbled still staring at Buffy's profile.
"Let's call it a night. You won anyway. I was stealing money from the
bank." Buffy laughed at Faith's horrified expression.
"I knew it! You cheater!" The brunette lifted her up and tossed her
back down on the beach, tickling her. "I'll teach you!"
"Nooo.... hehehe.... Faithy... stop... hehehe... you're going to wake
up Mr. Peepers..." Buffy exclaimed between giggles.
Faith stopped and stared down at her for a moment. Buffy thought she
saw a flicker of something... something deeper, but before she could
determine what, Faith jumped up.
"Yeah, you're right. Let's go inside." The brunette moved over and
began putting things away while Buffy reached into the crate and
picked up the sleeping monkey. She cradled him gently as she carried
him into the plane.
Faith stood watching. *Lucky, frickin' monkey!* The dark slayer
sighed and turned around to kick sand on the fire.
................
Buffy awoke to Faith's cries again. The younger girl was thrashing
about and calling out Buffy's name as she sobbed. The little blonde
rushed over to her.
"Faith, wake up. You're having another nightmare... shhhh... it's
okay.... shhhh... I'm right here... it's okay." Buffy held her and
rocked her back to sleep, but this time she crawled in next to Faith
and pulled the taller girl into her arms. They slept peacefully,
holding each other, the chosen two.
*********************
Part 16 - Kissy Face
The water glistened on Faith's golden skin as she stepped from the
surf. Buffy sat on the beach with Mr. Peepers watching Faith swim.
The little slayer had a funny, tingly feeling in her stomach. She
looked away quickly as Faith walked up.
"Hey B, come on in. It's really warm today." Faith reached down to
pull Buffy up.
"Noooo. Faithy, you know I don't like swimming in the ocean." The
little blonde wrenched her hand free.
"Okay then." The brunette gave her a sexy smile and laid in the sand
next to her.
Buffy swallowed hard, trying not to notice Faith's nudity, but it was
impossible. She found herself stealing peeks at her fellow slayer's
wonderfully tan breasts.
"B."
Buffy jumped. "Huh? What?"
"I know some place else to swim. C'mon." Faith stood up and held out
her hand. "Leave Mr. Peepers here."
"Okay, let me put him inside." Buffy held out her arms and the little
monkey ran to her, letting the slayer scoop him up and carry him back
to the plane.
They had been on the island for a little over two weeks according to
Buffy's calculations. Most of which they had ended up spending as if
on vacation. Both the slayers were loving it. It was a well deserved
break from fighting vampires and demons, but mostly it was
exhilarating to have a break from fighting each other.
Buffy set Mr. Peepers in his "crib", and went to her suitcase.
"B, whatcha doing?" Faith peered into the plane.
"Getting my bathing suit."
The dark slayer laughed. "Forget it. You don't need it. Just take off
your clothes and come on."
The little blonde blushed crimson as she stepped nude from the plane.
Faith had to force herself not to stare. She didn't want to make
Buffy's shyness any worse. *But damn, B is hot!* Memories of the
older slayer masturbating flickered through Faith's mind. She pushed
them down quickly and took Buffy's hand.
"You're gonna love it. There's even a waterfall."
They trudged through the trees then Faith took a sharp turn climbing
down a rock and slipping into a cave.
"Faith, how'd you find this?" Buffy breathed in amazement as they
stopped in front of a gorgeous spring that flowed into a lake. They
walked through another cave and around until they were standing
behind the waterfall. "Oh my god, this is incredible."
"Isn't it?" Faith smiled proudly as Buffy gazed in wonder then
grinned and ran for the water.
"Last one in is a rotten egg!" The little blonde shrieked running to
the edge of the rock and diving in.
"Hey! No fair!" Faith complained as she jumped in after her. They
splashed and swam around. Dunking Buffy one last time, Faith paddled
away toward the rocks.
"Come back here! I am so going to get you!" Buffy swam after her,
jumping on her back.
The taller slayer merely laughed and continued on with the little
blonde hanging on her. "You're gonna get me, huh? You and who else?"
Faith turned Buffy around in her arms so that they were facing each
other. Giggling and panting, they stared into to each other's eyes
and stopped laughing.
Buffy could feel herself pressed intimately against Faith. She gazed
at the brunette in amazement. Faith's eyes were so dark at that
moment; they looked black.
The small slayer gasped as she felt herself being lifted from the
water. Faith walked a short distance and placed Buffy gently on a
soft pile of leaves. Obviously a perch that the dark slayer laid on
often. She smiled down at Buffy then got up.
"Where are you going?" Buffy reached for her. She didn't know why or
what would happened, but she didn't want Faith to leave her just then.
"To get a surprise. Hang on."
The blonde sat up and glanced around, but Faith was gone. *Damn!* She
laid back down confused. Buffy had believed for sure that Faith was
going to kiss her. And she knew, she wanted it. As Buffy lay
pondering this curiosity, Faith reappeared carrying several mangos.
"Here." She handed one to Buffy and bit into hers grinning. "Good,
right?" Faith had a serene look on her face. It struck Buffy, that
she'd never seen Faith look so beautiful. Before she realized it, she
had leaned forward and gently pressed her lips to Faith's, sighing as
the kiss deepened.
They broke apart slowly, panting. Faith stared at Buffy in shock. "B?
Whatcha doin'?"
"Shhh.." Buffy pulled her close for another kiss and another. Soon
their soft moans joined the chirping of the brightly colored birds
fluttering around them. The slayers pressed against each other, their
lips meeting over and over as they allowed themselves the luxury of
pure pleasure.
.........................
"B."
"Huh?" Buffy gasped, struggling to open her eyes. She felt faint from
their kissing. *Faith is saying something... what?... need to pay
attention..* The little blonde pulled back and looked at her. "What?"
"B, we really need to go back. It's getting pretty dark." Faith
smiled down at her as Buffy gazed around them, confused.
"When did it become nighttime?"
Faith laughed at the innocence of the question. "Um... I guess after
the sun set."
Buffy grinned back at her, playfully. "You know what I mean." She
swatted Faith's arm as the brunette sat up.
"C'mon." The younger slayer held out her hand. Buffy took it and
stood on shaky legs, relieved that Faith was holding her hand, in
case her legs gave out altogether.
They traveled the path back to the plane in a comfortable silence
each lost in their own thoughts. Faith's lips still stung from the
little nibbling kisses Buffy insisted on giving her. It felt
delicious. She flicked her tongue over them, noticing they were extra
sensitive. *Mmmmm*
Buffy peered over at the raven haired beauty, her eyes locking on
Faith's lovely lips which were now swollen like ripened fruit. They
looked absolutely divine. Buffy sighed as she paused to steal another
kiss. *God, kissing was never this good before! Her mouth is amazing!
* Buffy whimpered against the younger girl's lips.
Faith slowly stepped back. "B, we really have to get back. There's
hardly a moon tonight. I don't want either of us to trip and break
out necks. `Kay? Let's go."
"Uhhhh.... okay." Buffy stumbled along stupidly behind Faith, dazed
and daydreaming. *Yes, more kissy face when we get to the plane.* The
little blonde smiled to herself as she squeezed Faith's hand.
*********************
Buffy peered over at the raven haired beauty, her eyes locking on
Faith's lovely lips which were now swollen like ripened fruit. They
looked absolutely divine. Buffy sighed as she paused to steal another
kiss. *God, kissing was never this good before! Her mouth is amazing!
* Buffy whimpered against the younger girl's lips.
Faith slowly stepped back. "B, we really have to get back. There's
hardly a moon tonight. I don't want either of us to trip and break
out necks. `Kay? Let's go."
"Uhhhh.... okay." Buffy stumbled along stupidly behind Faith, dazed
and daydreaming. *Yes, more kissy face when we get to the plane.* The
little blonde smiled to herself as she squeezed Faith's hand.
..............................
Part 17 - The Slayers Settle In
The plane jutted out ahead of them. Faith relaxed as she tugged the
little slayer along. "C'mon B, we're home."
"Uh-huh." Buffy grinned up at her.
The brunette glanced back and chuckled. "I'll get our dinner. You
better feed Mr. Peepers." Once they were inside Faith pulled on a
tank top and some shorts. Buffy stood in the doorway watching. Faith
turned to her. "B, whatcha doin'? Get in here before you freeze your
butt off."
The little monkey saw Buffy and hopped about squeaking. He wanted to
be picked up. She quickly pulled on some clothes and reached in for
him. "I'm sorry Mr. Peepers we didn't mean to leave you alone all
day." The monkey clung tightly to the pretty blonde. Faith smiled at
the pair as Buffy sat down and spoke soothingly to him. "Yes, mommy's
sorry. Are you hungry?" She handed him a banana. The little monkey
settled on the slayer's lap and peeled it.
Faith set the table and began the task of picking through their
rapidly dwindling food supply. "Let's see. We have honey sesame
sticks, oranges, smoked tomato basil cheese, water crackers, olives,
pineapple, and smoked sausage. And a bottle of.." Faith glanced at
the label. "Burlwood Chardonnay."
Buffy smiled up at her as Mr. Peepers clapped his tiny hands
together. It was a trick Faith taught him. After either of them made
a big announcement he clapped. How he determined what to clap after
remained a mystery to Buffy since at times it seemed oddly
inappropriate. "Silly monkey!" She giggled and picked him up to give
him a hug which he returned enthusiastically.
Learning tricks came from the brunette, getting love came from the
blonde, he already was beginning to learn their distinct
personalities. He sat back down in Buffy's lap as she handed him a
toy.
During their dinner Mr. Peepers did his usual thing, chattered and
played, hopping around making faces. He liked to make the small one
laugh, because then what usually followed was extra cuddling and
food. For the past three days his freedom had been made available to
him. He was allowed to play outside of the crate, and come and go as
he pleased. But after the initial and very brief jaunt through the
jungle, he returned as Faith had predicted. And now, pretty much had
few interests other than following around the two very captivating
women who seemed to have adopted him.
Mr. Peepers shrieked and placed a bowl on his head as he beat his
chest.
Buffy laughed. "Look he's doing King Kong again." She turned and held
out her arms. "Who's my little King Kong? You are. Yes, you are."
He ran and jumped into her arms, squeaking as she tickled him. Faith
watched, still amused by Buffy's maternal side, add to that, the fact
that it was for a monkey.
"More wine?"
"Yes, please." Buffy held up her glass gently moving Mr. Peepers off
of her lap. "Faith, about what happened..."
"Yes?"
"You're not freaked out by it, are you?" The little slayer hedged
nervously.
Faith grinned and arched an eyebrow. "Do I appear freaked out?"
"No." Buffy blushed and nibbled another cracker.
"Good." Faith watched her carefully while sipping her wine. "Do you
want to play that stupid trivia game of yours after dinner?"
"No." Buffy gave Faith a sly smile. "I want to make out again."
Faith laughed and coughed up her wine. "Dang B, don't do that while
I'm drinking."
Mr. Peepers screeched excitedly and hopped around.
.....................
The next several days were bliss for Faith. Every time she turned
around Buffy was staring with doe eyes. The dark slayer would have to
pause and take a breath. Lately, she seemed to be forgetting to do
so. She couldn't even count how often Buffy made her feel faint.
"Hey B, do want me to take a look at that radio like I promised?"
Faith reclined on the bed after a particularly lovely make out
session. That's as far as it had gone so far. Faith didn't want to
press this issue. She wasn't sure Buffy was ready for more yet. After
all, less then a month ago they were sworn enemies... and the whole
gay thing was probably a bit much for Buffy also so Faith kept her
cool and didn't push it.
The dark slayer loved making out with her prissy counterpart so much
so, that it was satisfying in and of itself. Not to say that she
wasn't soaking wet after each encounter, but hey, she had control
sexually. Faith glanced over at Buffy and gave her a dimpled
grin. "Lemme just dig through these dusty ole books and see if
there's anything I can use to help me out."
The brunette got up and began looking over the books stacked on the
bookshelves. Last week she had broken down some of the crates and
made some shelving for them. It helped organize the plane quite a
bit. Buffy loved it, and that was her main reward.
"Hey, it looks like we're in luck... sorta. We have the Time/Life
Series on home repair. There may be something useful in there." Faith
scanned the books while Buffy cleaned up their home. Mr. Peepers had
a way with making a mess.
The pretty blonde gently picked the little monkey up. "Okay, you need
to go outside to play for awhile. Momma wants to clean." Buffy went
down the stairs and set him on the beach with his ball. "Go play."
She glanced up and then squinted against the bright sun. Something
was there. Shielding her eyes, Buffy peered again up at the sky. "An
airplane." She gasped, too stunned for a moment to move then it
dawned on her. *Rescue!*
"A PLANE!" She rushed up the stairs. "Faith, there's a plane. Hurry!"
*********************
The pretty blonde gently picked the little monkey up. "Okay, you need
to go outside to play for awhile. Momma wants to clean." Buffy went
down the stairs and set him on the beach with his ball. "Go play."
She glanced up and then squinted against the bright sun. Something
was there. Shielding her eyes, Buffy peered again up at the sky. "An
airplane." She gasped, too stunned for a moment to move then it
dawned on her. *Rescue!*
"A PLANE!" She rushed up the stairs. "Faith, there's a plane. Hurry!"
...........................................
Part 18 - A Scouting We Shall Go
"B, we have to go light the signal fire. C'mon." Faith ran out with
Buffy close behind then she stopped and looked up. "B, where's the
plane?"
Buffy blushed. "I guess it's gone. I took me a few minutes to... to
react." She began to cry. "I'm sorry Faith."
"Hey, it's okay. Don't cry. It's still good news." Faith hugged
her. "And do you know why?"
The little blonde shook her head.
Faith bent and kissed her. "I'll tell you why then. `Cause if we've
already seen one plane. There'll be more. We haven't even been here a
whole month. So don't worry, okay?"
"Yeah, but we're almost out of food. All we'll have is bananas and
mangos soon." Buffy sniffled as she bent down to pick up Mr. Peepers
who was fussing.
"No, we'll have more than that. We can eat those pigs, and fish...
and coconuts.. Tomorrow we'll go finish mapping the island. Will that
make you feel better?" Faith kissed her.
....................
"Are you ready to go?" Buffy stood at the door, waiting.
"Yep, lemme get the crossbow." Faith glanced over at Buffy. "Hey,
you're not going to bring him, are you?" She gestured at Mr. Peepers
who was standing next to Buffy holding her hand.
"Yes, we could be gone all day. He doesn't like to be left alone."
The little slayer peered up at her, pouting.
"Oh jesus, B! We gotta take him everywhere?! C'mon, he'll just slow
us down." Faith looked at the tiny monkey with irritation.
"Then I'm not going." Buffy declared, picking the monkey up and
holding him tight.
"Ugh! Fine. Hold on a sec." Faith went over to the Igers' belongings.
She began digging through the boxes. "Here." The brunette pulled out
a backpack. "Cut holes in it for his legs and then you can carry him
on your back."
Buffy grinned happily as she took the backpack. "See Mr. Peepers.
Faithy loves you too. Yes, she does." The monkey chattered excitedly
as he hopped up onto the table and watched Buffy alter the backpack.
She lifted him and gently fit him inside before slinging it on her
back.
Faith handed him his doll and they headed out.
.....................
"Wow Faith, look at all the pretty birds. Is that a parrot?" Buffy
pointed at an especially plump and colorful one.
"Don't know. Don't parrots talk or somethin'?"
The little blonde laughed and swatted Faith playfully. "No silly.
They mimic, but they don't actually talk. It's not like you can just
go up to the thing and say, `Hey, how ya doing?'."
"Hell, what do I know about frickin' animals anyway?! I'm a slayer
not a frickin' farmer!"
"Shhh.. Faith, I'm only teasing. Don't get mad." Buffy leaned over
and kissed her. Faith's anger evaporated.
..........
"B, over here. Check this out." The dark slayer called out anxiously.
"What is it?" Buffy had just set Mr. Peepers down to do his business.
She scooped him up and headed toward the younger slayer's voice. When
she made it to the clearing, she gasped. "Holy crap!"
*********************
"B, over here. Check this out." The dark slayer called out anxiously.
"What is it?" Buffy had just set Mr. Peepers down to do his business.
She scooped him up and headed toward the younger slayer's voice. When
she made it to the clearing, she gasped. "Holy crap!"
............................
Part 19 - Not Alone
In front of the slayers stood a shrine of some sort and to one side
of it rested a pile of skulls. They could smell rotting flesh and see
the flies buzzing around. Faith grabbed the little blonde's
hand. "We're not alone, after all." She peered around cautiously.
The smell and the flies upset Mr. Peepers. He screeched and fussed in
fright. Buffy took him out of the backpack and comforted him while
Faith checked around.
"It's okay B. Whoever did this is gone, but some of these bones still
have flesh on them. It looks like rituals are done here. They must
live on one of the other islands or we would have crossed paths with
them by now. Listen B, neither one of us is to just wander off
without telling the other, okay?" The brunette's tone was quite
serious.
Buffy nodded in agreement. "So is this some sort of pagan sacrifice
or are they trying to raise evil?"
"Don't know, B. We'll have to wait for them to return and spy. Too
bad the Igers didn't read books on demons." Faith joked as she nudged
a pile of rocks with her foot. "Hey, what's this?"
The pile of rocks collapsed and underneath it was a rotting organ.
Buffy squinted at it then wrinkled her nose. "It looks like a heart.
Ewww.."
"Okay, enough site seeing. Let's get out of here. The smell is making
me wanna hurl." The dark slayer took her counterpart's hand and led
her back out to the edge of the jungle, just enough so they could see
the beach but still remain hidden. "Let's continue on but not along
the beach. I don't want to risk these freaks seeing us. C'mon."
Buffy kissed Mr. Peepers' forehead then put him back in his makeshift
baby carrier, but this time she wore it so he was resting against her
chest. He leaned his cheek against her and clutched his doll as the
movement of her walking lulled him to sleep.
"So B, how's our map? Lemme see it." Faith took the pad of paper from
the little slayer and studied it. "Not bad... not bad at all. I
especially like your drawing of our plane. Is that the wing or the
tail?"
"Hey!" Buffy snatched back the paper and frowned. "I don't see you
offering to draw."
"Awww... I'm just joshing ya, B. Don't get your panties in a knot."
The dark-eyed beauty gave her a mischievous grin before taking out
the compass and checking it. "See, here's what I mean. You need to
write the headings on here, otherwise it's not very useful. It's just
a shape without a point of reference."
"The point of reference is our plane." Buffy pouted at the criticism.
"Yes but actual directional points are more useful."
"Since when are you Magellan?" The little blonde snapped.
"Huh?"
"An explorer or something. Look never mind that. Let's mark where
that creepy shrine is located." Buffy instructed as Faith took it
back and began writing.
"Way ahead of ya there, B." She held up there map. "See. What we need
to do is figure out where these islands should be on the charts. You
know, that whole longitude and latitude thing." Faith jotted down the
compass reading.
Buffy grinned at her and leaned forward to kiss her. "Lately you're
just full of surprises, aren't you?"
Faith blushed but returned the kiss even bending to kiss Mr. Peepers
who now slept soundly against the older slayer, his thumb in his
mouth.
.....................
The slayers sat resting on the cliff that overlooked several of the
other islands. "Which one do you think it is?" Buffy asked as Faith
jotted down the approximate position of each.
"This is just a guess. But I'd say it's not that one because it looks
too rocky, and it's not that one because it's too small. I think it's
probably one of those over there. Our island is pretty small compared
to those. I guess we're just lucky to have crashed here and not where
they actually live."
"Yeah, lucky..." Buffy snickered. "We just landed where they do
satanic rituals." She shook her head in disgust.
*********************
Part 20 - It's Official
Faith lay on her bed waiting for Buffy to put Mr. Peepers in his
crate for the night. They just finished dinner and Buffy wanted
to "cuddle" for awhile before bed. Faith knew what cuddle meant; it
was Buffy's way of saying that she wanted to make out. Faith was
finding it harder and harder to stop at just kissing. She lay
nervously twiddling her thumbs while Buffy snuffed out the candle.
"Hey, there." The blonde spoke in a sexy voice as she slid up against
the younger slayer.
"Hey." Faith greeted her nonchalantly, trying to keep herself from
reaching for Buffy for as long as she could. Which was pointless,
since after Faith made no move Buffy simply leaned over and began
kissing her. Faith gently pushed her away. "B, I can't right now."
"Why? What's wrong?" The little slayer sounded hurt.
"Nothing. I jus' don't feel like it right now. I'm tired." Faith
rolled over, leaving Buffy staring after her stupefied.
"I don't understand. Are you mad at me?" The little beauty was
reluctant to let it go.
"No. I told you; I'm tired." Faith cringed when she felt Buffy's hand
on her bottom, patting it.
"Faithy, tell me what's wrong... please." Buffy pleaded, leaning over
to kiss the back of Faith's neck.
"That! That's what's wrong!" Faith sat up angrily. "Look I stop
touching you when you want me to. Why are you so pushy all of a
sudden, huh?! Can't you understand I don't just want to kiss anymore!
It's too hard to go to sleep after! Okay, is that what you wanted?!
Are you happy, Little Miss Prim and Proper!"
Tears welled up in Buffy's eyes. "Yes." She shook her head. "I mean
yes, I'm happy you told me the truth. Why didn't you tell me sooner?
I didn't know this is how you felt." The golden slayer looked down
nervously at her hands. "I just don't know what to do... I'm scared."
Faith suddenly felt guilt come crashing down. "I'm sorry, B. It's not
like I don't love kissing you. It's just starting to get frustrating.
I totally want you... like completely. Do you know what I mean?"
Buffy could feel herself blushing all the way to her toes. "Yes, I
think so." She hesitated then said in a quiet voice. "You can touch
me wherever you want. I won't stop you this time. I promise." She
peered up at Faith, trying not to shake. The little slayer never felt
so nervous before not even with Angel.
"No. You're just doing it because I want to." Faith chuckled. "I
can't even believe that I'm saying this. But it should be because we
both really want it not because it's just something I want. Does that
make sense?"
Buffy nodded and smiled, taking Faith's hand. "I want it too. Please."
Faith felt faint as she gazed down at Buffy. "Really?"
"Yes. I do." Buffy lowered her eyes. "How do we... I mean, um... what
do we... uh.." The little slayer looked flustered.
The brunette smiled down at her. "Shhh... it's okay, B. It's just
kissing, but more of it. See." Faith gently slid Buffy's pajama top
off. She pressed her lips to Buffy's and began gently caressing her
breasts.
"Oh god!" Buffy moaned against her mouth as her nipples instantly
stiffened. "That feels good."
"Suppose to." Faith spoke with a confident smile as she bent her head
and licked Buffy's nipple.
The little blonde shivered, hissing her encouragement. "Yessss." Her
hands tangled in Faith's hair as the brunette captured the nipple
gently between her lips, sucking and nibbling it. "Oh wow, Faith!...
Does it always feel like this?" She breathed out the question before
she realized the ambiguity of it.
The dark slayer simply murmured and slid her hand into Buffy's pajama
bottoms. She found the blonde to be absolutely soaked. It made her
groan. She immediately tossed Buffy on her back and tugged off the
bottoms then she glanced up and saw the fear in the little slayer's
eyes. *Fuck! Faith slow down! You're freakin' her out!*
Buffy tensed as the brunette ran her fingers lightly over the inside
of her thighs. "Are you okay with this, B? Do you like how this
feels?" Faith asked the question as she very delicately stroked
Buffy's pussy.
The little blonde could feel herself trembling as she bit her bottom
lip and nodded.
"Spread your legs." Faith softly instructed.
Buffy could feel the flush spread over her whole body as she slowly
obeyed. She stared apprehensively as the younger slayer crawled
between her legs. She could see Faith's grin as the brunette looked
up at her for a moment before lowering her mouth to Buffy's pussy.
"OH MY GOD! AHHHHHHH! OH FAITH!" The small slayer clutched at her as
the pleasure surged through her like a lighting bolt. Buffy gasped
for breath as she shook and came, crying out loudly. She fell back
dazed as she played with Faith's wonderfully thick and wavy hair. The
little slayer could feel the brunette still lapping at her and it was
driving her wild. *Is it suppose to feel this good?!* She didn't have
time to ponder as she felt another orgasm building.
"Buffy... oh fuck!" Faith moaned as she slid two fingers inside of
Buffy. She could feel the slayer moving against her, and hear her
begging and whimpering in ecstasy.
"Oh that feels soooo good.... Faithy... mmmmm.... Oh Faith...
Ahhhhhhh!... Oh Yess... Harder... Oh please... god yes!!!!"
.............................
They awoke to the sounds of Mr. Peepers complaining. He needed to go
out. Buffy gave Faith a shy smile as she climbed out of bed and
picked Mr. Peepers up.
The dark slayer watched, relishing the sight of naked little Buffy
having to get up early to attend to a fussy pet. The blonde opened
the airplane door and set him down, giving him a nudge. He tottered
down the stairs and toward the jungle.
Buffy turned back to find Faith staring. "Good morning."
The brunette rewarded her with a dazzling smile. "Yep. Good morning.
Come here."
Buffy made her way over and squealed as Faith pulled her down and
began kissing her. "Faith."
"Yes?" The dark slayer moved back and studied her. "What?"
"I love you." Buffy could feel the blush rising to her cheeks as she
said it. She suddenly felt foolish as Faith remained silent. "Faith?"
"I... I just... It's a surprise that's all." The brunette stumbled
over her words.
The older slayer could feel the tears well up in her eyes. *I
shouldn't have said it! Stupid! Stupid me!*
"Hey B, no don't look sad. Please." Faith tipped her chin up. "Look
at me. Hey."
Buffy reluctantly met those dark chocolate eyes with her own. "Yes?"
She croaked out the word, afraid her tears might spill.
"It was a surprise that's all. It doesn't mean that I don't love you.
I just was speechless for a second. Buffy, you have to understand.
I've always loved you. I just never thought that you'd return the
feelings, and that's probably why I hated you for so long." Faith
grinned at Buffy's look of absolute joy. "That doesn't make any
sense, does it?" The dark slayer laughed at herself, but noticed
Buffy didn't care at how ludicrous it sounded. All the little slayer
was focused on was that Faith had said she loved her.
Buffy literally beamed as she asked. "Oh my god, are we really doing
this?"
"Yup. It's official. We've lost our minds." They both laughed and
kissed, falling back on the bed.
Mr. Peepers clambered up the stairs. He went to the table and sat
down, banging his dish loudly to indicate that he was hungry.
Faith pulled away, and raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you going to feed
your baby?"
"Faith!" Buffy sat up and swatted her. "Are you saying if I had a
baby, he'd look like a monkey?"
"No, I'm saying you're baby is a monkey." Faith laughed as Mr.
Peepers clapped his little hands together.
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