‘So what are you saying?’ Faith stands there with her arms crossed on her chest, looking like she’s waiting for me to answer. And I don’t wanna. Not to mention I’m cold now without her body heat so I pull the blanket tighter around me.

‘Ummmmm……. I’m cold.’ I mumble, I know she’s not going to let it drop. The goose bumps are standing out on her skin so I know she must be getting cold.

‘Buffy don’t fucking play games with me.’ She’s standing right against the bed hovering over me. Well I could close my eyes real tight and confess or I could run outside into the snow. Since I don’t really have any clothes on I might as well confess.

‘I may have …….. feelings too.’ I say quietly. My fingers are clutching at the blanket.

‘What do you mean?’ She says with a little less anger in her voice. I sigh and prepare myself.

‘I mean that….. you know I kind of feel the same. We’ve gotten really close and we got over that whole let’s kill each other thing. And it’s getting cold will you please get back under here?’ She doesn’t say anything for a minute then she pulls the blanket off of me and slides back under the covers. I move myself back to cuddle with her and she wraps her arms around me. ‘See much better.’ I smile a little. ‘You are all goose bumpily and cold.’

‘Nothing I can’t handle B.’

‘Of course not, tough girl Faith can handle anything.’ My eyes start to fall closed again and I hear her sigh.

‘So what does this mean?’ I don’t know of course, I don’t have an answer to everything.

‘What do you want it to mean?’ Ha I turned it around on her. I wish things like this could be easy, much simpler. But they never are, at least the ones that count.

‘I…… I want you.’ Her words are whispered in to the silent cold room. It’s like the cold froze them in the air because I hear that echoed over and over in my head. Again she shift’s uncomfortably underneath me so I wrap my arms tighter around her. ‘I want all of you.’ For some reason I feel the need to cry. I can’t believe she is saying these words to me. Maybe it’s because I just realized something. I’ve been waiting for her to speak them and I didn’t even know it. How do I say everything that I’m feeling? I can’t say anything. ‘So can I have you or what?’ Faith say’s and I start laughing.

‘You really know how to treat a girl right Faith you know that.’ I sit up and face her, but of course I pull the blanket around me which pulls it off of her.

‘What do you think you’re doin B, it’s wicked cold in here.’

‘Exactly. And I thought you said you could handle it?’ I grin at her and hold on to the blanket as she tries to tug it away from me.

‘Do you want me to kick your ass, cus I will?’ She does a good impression of being mad but I don’t buy it.

‘Like you can kick my ass.’ Faith reaches up grabbing my arm and pulling me down on top of her. I wasn’t expecting this tactic and let go of the blanket. With one hand on my arm the other grabs the blanket and she pulls it over us.

‘Much better don’t you think B?’ An evil grin appears and I can tell she’s enjoying this, not that I’m not. My body is fully on top of hers, my eyes looking directly into Faith’s.

‘You still can’t kick my ass, no ass kicking for me.’ I shake my head and she grins even more.

‘Sure B but we both know the truth.’

‘Ha I’d like to see you try.’ I give her my best determined face.

‘How bout now?’

 

‘How bout no cus I like the bed better than a cold floor.’ My hands are planted on either side of her arms and are holding me up above her. My hair is falling down into her face and we’re looking directly into each others eyes. Her hand starts to slowly slide up my arm and the goose bumps race across my skin again.

‘You still cold?’ She asks quietly, her grin transforming into a smile, it’s still evil looking though. Very sexy evil looking.

‘A little.’ Her breath is hitting my face and my eyes are drawn to her lips. Her tongue licks slowly across her bottom lip. She knows I’m looking at her mouth and is trying to use it to her advantage.

‘How bout I warm you up a little?’ I think I’m already starting to heat up. But I don’t know if I can do this, I haven’t thought it all through yet. I need a battle plan, a plan of attack and….. oh God I’ve become Giles.

‘I think I’m doing pretty good.’ I can barely get the words out as I keep staring at those soft lips of hers. No, I must stop. I roll myself off of her and on to my back. ‘And sleep would be even better, can’t have a tired slayer cus that’d….it’d….. be…… not…. good.’ My sentence trails off as I watch in slow motion as her hand moves under the blanket. Her cold fingertips make contact with my skin as she starts making lazy circles across my stomach. I can’t stop the shivers.

‘Are you sure about that?’ I finally tear my eyes away from the blanket and see her intent gaze. At this point I’m completely frozen and I can’t move. Faith leans forward, her lips barely touch my ear and I can feel her hot wet breath as she whispers. ‘Can I have you?’ All of a sudden I can’t breath and all I’m thinking is oh my god over and over again.

‘Ummm Faith …….. ummm …..ummm.’ The words just wont come out and I want to scream yes and no. Her fingers keep moving slowly across my skin. The arousal is building up in me but I’m not sure this should be happening. I can’t just jump into something I’m not even sure about.

‘I want you so bad Buffy.’ Her words are whispered huskily into my ear. I squeeze my eyes shut and swallow a few times. She can’t be saying this to me; this is all a dream, a very good dream but a dream.

‘Why?’ I manage to gasp out. Faith moves her head and looks at me intently.

‘Because you’re everything that I’m missing.’ By the way she says it and the look in her eyes I know she’s telling the truth. The air between us feels like it’s growing heavier with each passing second. I’m taken back and for a moment I want to blurt out everything I’m thinking but I can’t. As if in slow motion her lips begin to move closer and closer till they brush against mine. Her soft lips press against mine, I begin to react on instinct. My lips part a little, her tongue traces across my bottom lip before she slides it into my mouth. I can’t believe that I’m kissing her, one thing that was never really on my to-do list.

 

Faith’s hand flattens on my stomach; I reach up with my left and place it behind her neck. I can’t think about anything but the way her kiss tastes. It’s a mixture of things, but it’s her. We finally pull away, Faith resting her forehead against mine. Our breathing is just a little heavier. Her eyes close and she whispers again as if someone else would hear her.

‘Can I have you?’ She would be the only person to ask something like that.

‘Only if I can have you.’ I pull her lips to mine again, craving their contact. Faith moves without breaking the kiss. Her body is half on top of me, one leg placed between mine. The blanket falls off her shoulders and the cold air rushes at us. We break away, her face hovering a above mine. Reaching up a push a lock of hair behind her head and place my palm against her cheek.

‘Faith.’ I whisper her name, smiling up at her. ‘I don’t know if we should be doing this.’ She leans into my hand, kissing my palm softly.

‘Just tell me when it’s too much.’ Her hand moves from my stomach to my collar bone. Softly her fingers trace across it before she leans down and places kisses on my skin. ‘Tell me when to stop.’ She mumbles against my skin causing me to shiver again. The scary thing is, I don’t know if I can tell her stop.