l i k e . r i d i n g . a . b i k e r

Like Riding a Biker
[by victoria p.]

Rating: Adult

Summary: "This probably isn't what the Council had in mind when they talked about Watcher-Slayer relations."

Notes: Written for bluerosefairy, who asked about Faith/Wesley.

Date: February 9, 2005

Wesley looks good, which Faith hadn't expected. He meets her eyes steadily, though there's a hint of wariness in his. Were they always so blue, she wonders, startled. The scruff is interesting, too, and she imagines how it would feel the rough scrape of it against her face, between her breasts, along the ticklish skin of her inner thighs, where heat pools low and liquid.

They get back in the Jeep and she climbs into his lap, covering his mouth with hers in an urgent, nearly feral kiss. He gives as good as he gets, biting, licking and sucking, his hands roaming over her body greedily. There's no softness in his touch, no yielding in the way he yanks at her zipper, shoves her jeans down so he can slip his fingers inside. She gasps as his thumb circles over her clit, and scoots back so she can return the favor and unzip his pants, reaching in to curl her hand around his cock and stroke.

They don't really have room, and their clothes restrict movement, but she's a Slayer, she's flexible, and God she wants him inside her now. She has no patience for slow, and he's not interested in it anyway. She sinks down as he thrusts up, and they're moving together like a well-oiled machine. She laughs at the thought that this probably isn't what the Council had in mind when they talked about Watcher-Slayer relations, and then she can't think anymore, because his cock inside her feels so good. She can't get enough oxygen even to moan. He kisses her again, swallowing the hoarse, broken sounds she's making. One of his hands is clutching at her thigh, while the other moves roughly over her clit. Her whole body tenses, and waves of pleasure pulse through her as the world shatters into shards of white light and wet heat.

She wraps her arms around him and feels him shudder as he comes, sucking his tongue into her mouth.

When she breaks the kiss, she rests her forehead against his, both of them panting and slick with sweat.

"Like riding a biker," she repeats, and his answering grin is wild.

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