Bring It

Written By: starcrossed

RATING: NC-17 for lots of smutty goodness!
SPOILERS: None to speak of, since this is basically PWP and A/U.
SUMMARY: A silly, smutty piece of fluff inspired by my love for the movie “Bring It On,” and for all things Faith/Buffy.
DISCLAIMER: Sadly enough, I can’t lay claim to either one of these beautiful women, except in my twisted mind. They belong to Joss, Mutant Enemy, 20th Century Fox, et al.
DISTRIBUTION: Ask and it shall be given.
DEDICATION: This one is for Lar, for her birthday. I hope she likes it. I’d also like to give a quick ‘shout-out’ to both Nikita and Sway Slayer for always rocking my world with their awesome F/B fics.

Faith sat next to her girlfriend on the couch, trying hard to contain both laughter and sarcastic comments as the movie they’d been watching ended. Buffy leaned forward and snagged the VCR remote off of the coffee table, hitting ‘stop’ and then ‘rewind.’ She turned to the dark haired girl.

“All right, out with it,” she commanded. “I *know* you have something to say. You hated it, didn’t you?”

Faith struggled to maintain a straight face. “I didn’t *hate* it, I swear. It was okay, it’s just…”

“What? It’s just what?” Buffy was less than pleased that her girlfriend had apparently not liked the movie selection she’d made.

She could hold it back no longer and burst out laughing. “Is that what you were like back in your cheerleading days? All bubbly and perky and acting like you were on speed?” She was laughing so hard that her eyes were beginning to water and she reached up to wipe away a stray drop of moisture.

“No!” Buffy exclaimed loudly. “I was never like that! Well, not really, at least, I don’t think I was. You have to realize, Faith, that ‘Bring It On’ is a *movie* about high school cheerleading, and therefore, a lot of things have been exaggerated.”

“You were probably *just* like that girl, Torrance!” Faith snickered, earning herself a punch in the arm from Buffy. “Hey! Ow! What was that for?”

“For saying that I am anything like that bubble-head! And for the record, if you want to talk about people being like characters in the movie, you happen to be a lot like Missy, missy.”

Faith got a rather indignant look on her face. “I am not! Okay, yeah, she had that whole ‘tough girl persona’ going on, but I would *never* succumb to being something as mundane as a cheerleader.”

“Mundane, huh?” Buffy asked, crossing her arms over her chest. “I’ll bet you’re only making fun of cheerleading because you know that you can’t do some of the stuff that they do.”

Faith jumped to her feet and planted her hands on her hips. “Is that a bet?”

“More like a dare,” Buffy countered, getting to her feet as well.

“You’re on!” Faith said as she headed for the front door.

“Where are you going?” The blonde asked.

“Outside, to take you up on your dare,” Faith answered.

“But, it’s late and it’s dark out there,” Buffy said.

“Yeah, so it’s perfect cause no one will be around to see me but you. Besides, I’m gonna need a lot of room, and I don’t think you’d be too keen on my breaking any furniture with my gymnastics.”

“You are impossible.” Buffy shook her head as she followed Faith out the front door.

“Yeah, and that’s just one of the many reasons why you love me.” She paused on the front porch and turned around, pulling the other Slayer into her arms and kissing her solidly, their lips remaining locked for long moments.

Eventually, Buffy pulled back, breathing a bit heavily. Faith moaned from the sudden loss of contact.

“Hey, B, maybe we should go back inside, and go to bed? This cheerleading thing can wait till another time..."

“Nuh-uh,” Buffy replied, pulling out of the embrace. “You show me your gymnastics skills first, then we’ll talk about sex.”

“You are evil,” Faith muttered. “You know that, right?”

“Yeah, and it’s just one of the many reasons why you love me,” Buffy replied, using Faith’s earlier words.

The brunette hopped down off of the porch and began doing some stretches. Buffy took a seat on the grass, leaning back against the tree in the front yard.

Faith moved to the center of the yard, glanced over at Buffy, and then took a deep breath. As the blonde watched, the brunette performed an amazing series of flips across the length of the lawn. When she finally landed, she looked over at Buffy with a self-satisfied smirk. Strutting over to where the other girl was seated, she stood in front of her.

“So, what else ya wanna see, B?”

“Oh, I don’t know, can you do a split?”

Faith snorted and took a few steps back. She paused for a moment and then jumped up a bit. As she was in the air, one leg shot out in front of her and the other one went back, so that she landed on the grass, she was in a perfect split. She remained that way for a moment before adjusting her position and pulling both legs up under her so that she was sitting cross-legged, facing Buffy.

“So, are you satisfied?” She asked the blonde.

“Oh, I wouldn’t go as far as ‘satisfied’,” she answered, leaning forward. “At least, not yet.” She cupped Faith’s chin in one hand, pulling the other girl’s face towards her own, and bringing her mouth down on hers.

Faith moaned and reached up to entangle her fingers in Buffy’s soft, blonde tresses, pulling her even closer. Buffy hand’s traveled downward until they found the hem of her lover’s tank top and she slid one hand up under the garment, fingers trailing ever upward until they came into contact with a naked breast.

“Don’t you *ever* wear a bra?” She teasingly asked as they pulled back from the kiss.

“Nah, what’s the point? It would just be more for you to take off of me.”

“Umm, that’s true,” Buffy replied, her thumb and forefinger pinching Faith’s nipple under the shirt.

“B, I love ya and all, but don’t you think we should move this inside?”

“Why?”

“Well, cause I don’t want to give your neighbors a show, for one. For two, I’m not keen on the idea of possibly having to jump up and slay a vamp in the middle of fucking you.”

“So, you think I’m gonna let you fuck me, eh?” Buffy asked, arching one eyebrow.

“I thought that’s where we were headed…”

“Oh, there’s going to be some fucking, all right,” she answered. “Only, I was planning on doing it to you.”

“Is that right?” Faith asked, arching an eyebrow of her own.

“Umm-hmm,” the blonde replied as she pinched the other girl’s nipple extra hard.

Faith bit down on her bottom lip to keep from crying out. After taking a moment to regain her composure, she said, “Bring it.”

Buffy removed her hand from Faith’s shirt and got to her feet. She held a hand out to Faith to help her up. Once the brunette was standing next to her, Buffy reached out and swatted her on the ass.

“Get in the house, now,” she ordered.

Faith’s eyes grew just the slightest bit round at the uncharacteristic show of dominance from her girlfriend. She wasn’t sure where it was coming from, but she had to admit that she liked it. She just grinned at Buffy and started heading for the front door.

Buffy was right behind her and continued to deliver slaps to her ass if she thought that Faith wasn’t moving fast enough. Once they reached the bedroom, Buffy closed the door behind them, and pulled Faith into her arms, attacking her mouth with her own as her hands grabbed hold of the bottom of Faith’s tank top and she impatiently tugged it upward.

“Gee, B, in a hurry much?” Faith teased as she placed her own hands on the hem of her shirt and pulled the garment up and over her head, tossing it aside.

The blonde answered her by placing a finger over Faith’s lips and shaking her head. “Don’t speak.”

She eyed Buffy curiously for a moment, and then just decided to play along with whatever type of game this was.

Buffy hooked her fingers into the waistband of the black sweat shorts that Faith was wearing and pulled them down over her hips. Her eyes lit up upon seeing that Faith was nude underneath.

“That’s cause…” Faith began to reply, but was interrupted by Buffy.

“Ah, no speaking remember?”

Faith nodded in response.

“I think you need to be punished…”

Faith felt a bolt of desire course through her and she instantly grew damp between her legs.

Buffy crossed over and took a seat on the edge of the bed. She crooked a finger at Faith. “C’mere.”

Faith went to her and stood in front of her, awaiting her next command.

Taking hold of one of Faith’s hands, Buffy pulled the other girl to her and then face down across her lap.

“B…” Faith began, suddenly unsure of what was happening.

“Do you trust me, Faith?”

“You know that I do,” she answered immediately.

“Then let me do this, baby. Okay? I promise it will be good.”

“Okay,” Faith softly answered.

Buffy brought the palm of one hand down across Faith’s bare ass. The brunette yelped, but it was more from surprise than from pain. Buffy waited a moment, then slapped her ass cheeks again. When no protest was forthcoming from the girl across her lap, she began spanking her in earnest, alternating her slaps on each creamy cheek and silently marveling at how they reddened.

For her part, Faith didn’t utter a sound after the first initial yelp. She simply lay there and allowed Buffy to have her fun. After the first few slaps, though, she found herself growing wet and her core began to tingle in a most delightful way. Soon, she was squirming on Buffy’s lap, trying to gain the pressure she needed to climax.

The blonde sensed what Faith was trying to do and stopped the spanking. “Up,” she ordered.

Faith rose a bit unsteadily to her feet and blushed at bit at having been caught.

“On the bed,” Buffy said. “But don’t you dare touch yourself.”

The brunette crawled into bed and lay on her back, watching her girlfriend as she undressed. Buffy soon joined her, stretching out next to Faith, and propping herself up on one elbow. She trailed a lazy finger up between the valley of Faith’s breasts, the tip circling, but not touching each of her nipples.

“Buffy, please,” Faith begged, fighting not to arch her body up to meet her girlfriend’s questing hand.

“Please, what? What is it that you want Faith?” She gave one of Faith’s nipples a quick pinch.

“Oh, god! Please, I want you to touch me, B.”

“Why?”

“Because, I want to come. I need it, baby, please?”

“And why would I want to make you come?” Buffy knew that she was being beyond evil, but she was having so much fun doing it.

“Because you love me and I love you.” She swallowed hard. “Please, B? I’m begging here.”

“Okay,” Buffy finally agreed. “But I want you to reach up and grab hold of the bars on the headboard, and don’t you dare let go until I say so, do you hear?”

Faith nodded and did as she’d been told, wrapping her hands around two of the metal bars behind her and holding on for dear life.

Satisfied with the other girl’s compliance, Buffy moved her body on top of Faith’s and ducked her head, taking on breast into her warm mouth and sucking on the nipple. She filled on hand with Faith’s other breast and squeezed it gently.

The brunette cried out and arched her hips up to Buffy’s, but didn’t let go of the headboard. She was too afraid that if she did, Buffy might just decide to leave her unsatisfied, and the thought of that was unbearable.

Buffy continued to worry the erect buds of Faith’s nipples with her tongue and her fingers, reveling in the dark haired Slayer’s mewls and cries. Finally, she slid down the other girl’s body slightly, and began to kiss a wet trail down her stomach, pausing to suck certain areas of smooth skin. She dipped her tongue into Faith’s navel and swirled the tip of it around inside the indentation for a moment.

If Buffy was trying to drive her crazy with desire, then she was doing a damn fine job, Faith decided as she lay there, holding on tightly to the headboard and allowing the blonde to do as she wished.

Finally, Buffy moved down until she was between the other girl’s silky thighs. She gently parted them, allowing herself the room she needed, and dipped her head down to the nest of closely shaven curls. She inhaled deeply of the delightful aroma of Faith’s all too apparent arousal, and then allowed her tongue to dart out, the tip of it ever so gently caressing her lover’s clit.

Faith’s hips came all the way up off of the mattress as she desperately sought more contact with Buffy’s mouth. She tightened her grip on the metal bars and moaned.

Buffy suddenly moved out from between Faith’s legs and slid up the bed, covering the brunette’s body with her own once more, and bringing her mouth down for a kiss. Faith returned the kiss with all of the desire and hunger that was building up inside of her, wanting to let go of the headboard, but not daring to.

Pulling away from Faith’s mouth, Buffy kissed a trail over to one ear, and nibbled on the tender lobe. Her breath was warm on Faith’s ear as she whispered. “Do you want me to fuck you, baby?”

“Please,” Faith answered. “Please fuck me, B. I can’t stand it any longer.”

Buffy smiled and reached a hand down between Faith’s legs, quickly inserting three fingers into her wetness. She began ruthlessly pumping the digits in and out as she watched her girlfriend’s face.

Faith drew her legs up on either side of Buffy’s slender body and dug her heels into the mattress, holding onto the headboard for dear life. She began thrusting her pelvis upward, meeting Buffy’s questing fingers.

“Do you like that, Faith? Do you like it when I fuck you, baby?”

The brunette nodded her head. “Oh god, yes! No one has ever fucked me like you do, B. No one ever could.”

“And no one ever will,” Buffy replied possessively as her thumb sought out Faith’s clit. She rubbed the pad of it over the erect nubbin as she continued to work her fingers inside the other girl.

“P-please, B…” Faith’s voice was much huskier than usual.

“What is it, love?”

“Wanna come, please?”

The blonde smiled as she increased the rhythm of her finger thrusts and the pressure of her thumb. “Then, come for me, baby. I want to hear you scream.”

Faith gripped the metal bars in her hands so hard, that she felt one of them actually give a little and bend. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the sound of Buffy’s voice as she felt her orgasm begin to wash over her. There was a sudden tightening in her groin, followed by a myriad of delicious sensations.

“Buffy!” She cried out. “Oh, god! I love you so damn much!”

Buffy smiled softly as she watched her lover climax. Faith was truly a thing of beauty when in the midst of an orgasm and it was a sight that the blonde never tired of seeing. She slowed down the thrusting of her fingers and then removed her hand from her girlfriend. She moved, stretching her lithe frame out next to Faith’s and pulled the other girl into her arms, planting a kiss on top of her sweaty, tangled hair.

“Are you okay?” She whispered softly.

“Uh-huh,” Faith replied a bit breathlessly. “Always am when I’m with you.”

“Maybe tomorrow I’ll show you some of my moves from my cheerleading days.”

“On one condition…”

“What’s that, baby?”

“That I get to do to you afterward everything that you just did to me,” Faith replied mischievously.

“Bring it,” Buffy laughed.

The End

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