Five by What?

by Angel Jade

Copyright © 2003

angel-jade@buffyrocks.co.uk

Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Based on characters from Buffy The Vampire Slayer and Angel the Series, created by Joss Whedon.
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Pairing: Faith/Lindsey

Always makes me fucking horny, a good fight. I can't believe I'm in LA and there's nothing decent to fuck around here. Tempted to ravage Buffy's ex but I don't fancy him killing me mid-orgasm. That's if he even knows how to get a girl off.

Speaking of getting me off. I know a fucking hot lawyer who did promise.

Just a question of finding him. Can't be too hard. And I know just the right people to ask.

"You want my fucking help, I want his address." I yell at the secretary.

"Is there a problem here?" The bitch lawyer asks me, walking over.

"Yeah there's a fucking problem. I want his address."

"Who's? Angel's?"

"No, that lawyer…the fit one." I say.

"Lindsey? Uh…Mr McDonald will be happy to see you tomorrow…"

"Now!" I yell. "Do you wanna piss me off?"

She looks a little uncertain. "I'll call him…"

I grab her hand before it can reach the phone. "I want to surprise him. You give me the address and you don't call Lindsey, alright? Do you want me to kill Angel?"

"Very well." She nods at the secretary and I smile with fake gratitude. I take it and leave.

I knock on the door loudly for the fifth time before I hear him.

"Alright! I'm coming." He yells.

Yeah, you wish.

He opens the door and looks surprised to see me. "Aren't you gonna invite me in?" I ask, strolling past him.

"Come in." He says flatly. "How did you...?"

"Lawyer. Tall, brunette…ice bitch." I describe.

He smiles. "Lilah."

"Yeah…anyway, I came to make you keep your promise." I say, walking over to where he's seated on the couch, half-dressed and out of the shower.

"Uh…promise?" He asks, looking a little nervous.

I smile seductively before pouting. "You promised to get me off…"

His face pales and he moves to get up but I push him back down and straddle his hips.

"Where you going?" I ask, breaking open his casual shirt.

"Listen, I'm not…"

I cock my head. "You're not gay are you?"

"No." He says, awkwardly.

"Married?"

"No."

"Shame…" I sigh. "Involved?"

"No…it's just…work and pleasure…"

"What if I'm the one getting pleasured?" I ask, raising my eyebrows.

"Faith…"

I stop his mouth with a kiss and feel him respond. They can never resist.

That is until I feel his hands pushing me away.

"What the fuck?"

"I can't…"

"Why the fuck not?" I ask angrily.

"I'll get into trouble at work…" He begins.

I laugh at him. "You're like a little boy scout…who works for a devil worshiping scout leader."

He smiles. "I'm sorry…it's just, I can't loose my job."

I start undoing my top, keeping my eyes on him all the while. He can't take my eyes off me.

"Not even for me?" I ask, smiling.

He walks back over and looks down at me. "Not here…"

"You want me to move?" I ask, frowning.

"In the bedroom, I just had the couch cleaned."

I laugh and stand up grabbing his face into a kiss. I jump up into his arms and he carries me into the bedroom, our faces still molded together.

He lands on top of me as he drops me onto the bed and he pulls at my clothes as if this was his idea all along. I'm not exactly subdued though; I do my fair share of clothes ripping.

I'm about to get on with the fucking when he moves down my naked body. I hiss as his tongue hits my clit. He plays with me gently, teasing me and I grab the covers. This guy has a talented tongue.

When he's done, he moves back up, kissing my stomach and rubbing my breast softly. I want him inside me, so I grab the back of his head, pulling him back towards me and kiss I him forcefully.

He grabs protection from the side and I roll my eyes at him. Like I give a shit.

He's all ready to begin, but I grab him and roll him over. "I'm on top."

He doesn't seem to care. Poor guy probably hasn't had a decent fuck in a long time. I reach back down and kiss him as I lower myself onto his cock. He moans through the kiss and I moan back.

I scrape my nails down his back as he moves inside me, sending waves of pleasure through my body. My hips move with him as he thrusts into me, slowly at first, but then faster. I move down to run my tongue down his chest and he kisses my neck playfully. I tighten my muscles around his cock and feel him coming inside me. I cry out as my own orgasm hits and I fall, exhausted onto his perfect body.

"That was…" He begins.

"Five by five." I say, smiling. I jump off and look for the remainder of my clothes.

"Five by what?" He asks, sitting up and watching my as I dress again.

I just smile at him. "This was fun Lindsey. Perhaps we can do it again sometime." I say, never intending on seeing him again…but it's the thing to say after sex.

He smiles. "Just promise me one thing Faith."

I raise my eyebrows. Uh-oh. What's he want now?

"When you kill Angel," He says, "make sure it's nice and slow."

I flash him a smile and walk out, leaving him alone to think about me. Always leave before they do. It's a rule. And never go back. The rules I live by.

And now to the big fish. Angel's gonna die. And I swear to God I'm going to do it.

The End

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