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Date Posted: 22:27:11 07/12/03 Sat
Author: {mikeyG}
Subject: "Freak to Freak" (Warning: very NC-17)

Author: {mikeyG}
Title: Freak to Freak
Disclaimer: I totally don’t own these characters, ME does. I’m just borrowing them to have my own fun. Then I give them back in perfect condition. Well maybe not perfect condition but in a condition at least.
Summary: What would happen if two leather-clad, super-powered, bad-ass chicks hooked up? Well hopefully this. It may not be art-y, but hopefully it’s hot!
Spoilers: General for Season 4 of “Angel” and Season 7 of “Buffy”
Rating: NC-17, it’s hot, it’s wild, it’s smutalicious!
Distribution: You want it, you can have it. Just ask is all.
Feedback: Hells yeah. This is my first smut fic, as well as my first attempt at slash, so I’m slightly nervous. Let me know how I did. Send your love and hate this way: mikegreen33@hotmail.com



“Just like riding a biker.”

* * *

A month had passed since the day the earth swallowed Sunnydale whole. Thirty days since the First had been stopped. Twenty-nine days since she had fled her hotel room, leaving behind Principal Wood asleep in their bed. Sure he was sweet, brave and really pretty, but she just wasn’t the settling type, no matter how many nice guys had tried to tame her.

So Faith ran again. Fitting since she had only stopped running twice, once while in a coma and again while she was in jail, neither of which she wanted to revisit anytime soon. Los Angeles, however; she did want to revisit, so that’s where she ran to.

Now that she was free of Slayer responsibility and had settled up with the people she’d wronged, Faith was in the mood to party. She’d earned it.

So she hit the clubs, reveling in the pounding music, the masses of sweating dancers, the freedom of being lost in the crowd. She’d been separated for so long, so alone, it felt great to just melt away into the background. To be anything but a freak.

Tonight she was hitting a club called Diablo, supposedly the place to go for a wild time. Sounded perfect to Faith.

The club itself looked like it could almost pass as a museum or art gallery from the outside. All marble pillars and dramatic arches, it looked like a building that should be used for something classy, not a dance club. Passing the doorman, Faith knew instantly that she had been mistaken. Inside was a massive dance floor, pulsating red lights, a bar nearly twenty feet long and almost enough people to declare Diablo its own state.

Faith strode towards the bar, appreciating all the looks she was getting. Nothing screams sex like skin-tight leather. Faith ordered a beer, accepting the bottle with a smirk. She swigged it, turning to watch the dance floor. Hearing a song she couldn’t resist, she put her drink on the bar, dancing her way onto the floor.

She moved to the beat, grabbing people around her, pulling them towards her as she writhed against them. It appeared she was drawing in a lot of admirers with her movements. She smirked again to herself as she noticed that not all her fans were men. Faith wasn’t above getting horizontal with women, things did get very lonely in jail so it wasn’t a new thing for her, it was just that none of the women looking on were her type.

Until Faith noticed one girl at the bar. Great hair, expensive drink, looked amazing in red vinyl pants; this girl was definitely Faith’s type. Her mind set, Faith made her way towards the bar, she had to meet this girl.

* * *

Life was good. Because of her new technological trinket, she could have skin-to-skin contact without killing someone. Gwen was finally just like everyone else, except that she could still use her electrical powers whenever she wanted. She may still be a freak, but at least now she was a freak who could party like everyone else.

Diablo had quickly become her favorite hot spot. She’d go there every night, have a few drinks and maybe hook up with someone. Her night with Gunn had opened her eyes. Now she could be like everyone else, do things that everyone else could. And she had years to make up for.

So Gwen was out again, living the life she was denied for so long. Diablo was really hopping tonight, filled to capacity with people looking for a good time. Gwen was happy that she could count herself among those people.

“Red Coat. Double the vody. And a swizzly thing if you got one.” Gwen placed her order with the bartender, looking up and down the bar for someone interesting. As she took her drink and paid for it, she realized that there were lots of people there, hardly any that were interesting.

She was still at the bar, listening to the beat of the song that was playing sipping on her red coat when the girl approached her. She had long brown hair and definitely looked good in leather.

Gwen smiled.

“Hey there.”

* * *

Faith stopped, giving Gwen a smile of her own. She motioned to the bartender that she wanted a water. She took it with a smile, having a drink and then turning back to Gwen.

“Hello yourself.”

Gwen placed her drink on the bar. “You new here? Haven’t really seen you around.”

“Just got back to the city. I’m Faith.”

“Gwen.” Gwen nodded, wondering where Faith was taking this.

“I like those pants.” Faith smirked. “Vinyl’s a bitch to get on.”

Gwen quirked an eyebrow, deciding to play along. “Much easier to get off.”

“Good to know.” Faith grinned, glad Gwen decided she wanted to play. Looking down at her leather pants her grin widened. “Bet leather peels off quicker.”

Gwen stepped off her bar stool, standing close to Faith. “Maybe we should investigate this for ourselves.”

* * *

Faith backed Gwen up against a wall in the stairwell, kissing her harshly. Faith’s tongue explored Gwen’s mouth slowly, mapping out every nook, every ridge, every taste. She tasted like fruit juice, sweet with a hint of tartness. Gwen let her hands roam all over Faith’s back, running along her spine all the way down to her ass. At the same time she was trying to lead them towards her place, not that she had anything against public displays of raunchy fun, just her place had privacy, and a bed.

Faith allowed Gwen to pulls them towards a nearby door, hoping that the inside was better then the rat hole they were in right now. As Gwen fumbled with the doorknob, Faith seized the opportunity, nibbling her way along Gwen’s neck up to her ear. Gwen giggled at the pleasant ticking sensation of Faith’s teeth against her earlobe as she pushed her door open, pulling Faith in with her.

Faith was about to say something about Gwen’s palace-like apartment, but Gwen’s mouth was keeping her’s otherwise occupied. Gwen shrugged out of her jacket then slid off Faith’s, both fell onto the floor as the girls slowly backed towards the bedroom. Faith pulled back from Gwen in surprise as she caught a glimpse of the bedroom. Huge bed, expensive sheets, antiques and priceless items arranged around the huge room; Gwen lived in style.

Gwen noticed Faith’s look of awe and chuckled as she backed into the middle of the bedroom. Her eyes never leaving Faith’s, she quickly pulled her shirt over her head revealing her round, firm breasts. Faith smiled appreciatively as she stalked towards Gwen, reaching back to pull the ties that kept her shirt on. As the ties came undone, the shirt fell silently to the floor, revealing Faith’s own supple breasts.

The look on Faith’s face was one of pure predatory hunger, Gwen recognized the look but wasn’t intimidated in the least. She welcomed the animalistic passion that was brewing between them, craving it. Faith kissed Gwen desperately, gently pushing her onto the bed. Gwen tumbled back, Faith landing on top of her, crushing their breasts together as they slide against each other.

Faith pulled back enough to take one of Gwen’s erect nipples into her mouth, toying with the sensitive nub with her tongue. The sharp stabs of pleasure were almost overwhelming for Gwen as Faith continued her lazy teasing, using her hand to tweak Gwen’s neglected nipple. Gwen quickly became lost in Faith’s actions, drowning in the sweeping waves of pleasure. She was so hot the room was spinning, the only sounds were Faith’s gentle suckling and her own approving gasps and moans.

At some point they discarded their boots and socks, but Gwen couldn’t properly remember that from the euphoric flashes of lights behind her eyelids from Faith’s skillful work. But at some point Faith had ceased her ministrations and moved back up to lap at Gwen’s neck. Gwen immediately decided to return the favor, flipping them over so she was straddling Faith’s thighs. She leaned down to claim Faith’s mouth, fiercely probing it with her tongue. Gwen let her hands roam all over Faith’s body, starting with her shoulders. She caressed her way down Faith’s chest, stopping to give each nipple a grateful twist, before letting them stop at the buckle to Faith’s pants.

As Gwen began to deepen the kiss, Faith let her hands caress Gwen’s back. Her hands slid down to cup Gwen’s ass before sliding around to undo Gwen’s pants. Gwen moved first, unbuckling and pulling off Faith’s leather pants in one deft movement. Faith arched her back off the bed to allow this, then rolled them over so she could straddle Gwen. Grinning with predatory glee, Faith slid the vinyl off Gwen’s hips, taking pleasure in peeling them off as slowly as her own libido would allow. When the material was finally free of Gwen’s legs, Faith threw the pants to the floor then dived down to press her lips against Gwen’s once more.

As the girls writhed against each other, Faith slid one hand down to caress Gwen’s inner thigh. Pleased by the quick gasp she got, Faith began stroking Gwen through her thong. Gwen’s moans grew louder as she became more turned on, encouraging Faith to continue. Needing to taste Gwen, Faith wrapped her fingers in the strings of the thong and slid them off, exposing the wet folds of her shaven pussy.

The smell of Gwen’s arousal was so intoxicating, it was only seconds before Faith attacked with her tongue. She began with slow, languid strokes, savoring Gwen’s sweet taste and her guttural moans. Faith was licking her from top to bottom, taking the time to lash at her clit after every couple swipes.

Gwen was close. She could feel the tenseness beginning to envelop her body, spreading from her bones to her muscles. The pleasure was so exquisite she had to shut her eyes as she began to buck against Faith’s tongue, practically humping her face as her tongue caused wave after wave of bliss. Gwen wrapped her legs around Faith’s shoulders, trying to gain some control as Faith’s strokes began to speed up.

Faith could feel Gwen’s inner walls begin to contract rhythmically. She was close. Grinning again, Faith took Gwen’s clit into her mouth, toying with the overly-sensitive bundle of nerves. When she heard Gwen’s desperate panting, Faith jabbed two fingers deep into her depths, reveling in the scream of pleasure she received as Gwen came. Her walls held Faith’s fingers tight as every muscle in Gwen’s body started to spasm, wringing every last bit of gratification from Faith. Gwen felt her back leave the bed as she bucked uncontrollably, her screams of rapture echoing in the room. As Gwen started coming down from her powerful orgasm, Faith continued to lick at her slit, slowly lapping at the sweet folds.

As Gwen’s breathing slowed, she relaxed her legs, allowing them to fall free from Faith’s shoulders. Faith sat up, still smiling at the picture of complete debauchery Gwen was. Hair tousled, lips swelled, eyes mere slits against rosy cheeks; Faith was proud of her work. She crawled forward to lay against Gwen, giving her time to calm down.

Gwen felt Faith slide along side her, pushing her to consider how she could top Faith’s amazing performance. An idea flashed in her mind, bringing her back to her senses immediately.

Gwen sat up, turning to face Faith. Gwen smirked as unseen to Faith, the device on Gwen’s lower back began to light up as Gwen changed the electrical output settings. Feeling the slight charge run through her, Gwen carefully ran the back of her hand along Faith’s leg. A gentle charge passed between them, lighting up Faith’s nerves with pleasure.

Faith’s eyes widened with a mix of shock and sensual curiosity as she found Gwen’s face.

“That hurt?” Gwen feared the answer.

Faith shook her head vigorously. “Hell no! Do it again!”

Gwen smiled in relief as she slowly stroked her hand along Faith’s leg. Faith hummed from the warm crackle of intense energy flowing from Gwen into her body. The flow of electrical current wasn’t painful, quite the opposite, it lit up nerves that wouldn’t ordinarily be stimulated and made Faith’s whole body heat up.

Gwen’s touch was torture, infinitely arousing and yet not giving Faith any release. As Gwen laid tormenting touches to Faith’s belly with one hand, the other was tracing the perimeter of one of Faith’s breasts. She touched the end of one nipple faintly, grinning at the vibrant blue arc that passed between them. Faith bucked, the sudden stimulation driving her mad with need. Gwen became bolder, now massaging one breast as her other hand drifted lazily south towards Faith’s black lace thong.

“Oh fuck!”

Faith’s eyes slammed shut as she arched off the bed when one of Gwen’s fingers passed over her clit. Even through the lace, Gwen’s energy could be felt. Gwen slowly stroked Faith through the fabric, enjoying Faith’s mewls of contentment. Gwen ghosted her hands along Faith’s thighs, watching the muscles in them clench in reaction to the electricity.

Faith was on the edge. Never before had she come so close to orgasm without really being touched. Gwen’s feather-light caresses were monumentally different from the rough-and-tumbles she was used to. Different, but definitely in a good way.

Watching Faith pant from her arousal, Gwen leaned over her, careful not to let any part of her body touch Faith. Gwen leaned closely over Faith’s face, lowering her lips to Faith’s. The charge was immediate and intense. As their tongues met and danced, the raw energy sizzled upon their lips. Faith had never been kissed in such a powerful way before, the force between them was exhilarating. Faith was sure she could cum just from this kiss.

Gwen pulled back, allowing her hands to trail along Faith’s abdomen as she crouched between Faith’s thighs once more. Beaming as she watched an expression of anticipation spread over Faith, she bent down and reverently placed a kiss on Faith’s thong.

The moment Gwen’s lips touched the fabric, the current found its way to Faith’s sensitive nerves, lighting up her entire body in completion. Faith howled as she came, her whole body shaking from the almost-violent spasms flowing through her in waves. She grabbed at her own chest, trying to slow her breathing which had quickly become labored and erratic.

As Faith drifted back down from her intense orgasm, Gwen slid alongside her. Faith gasped for air.

“How did you do that?”

Gwen smiled sadly. “I’m a freak.”

Faith nodded. “I know the feeling.”

The laid like that for a while, content with the blissful silence between them. Then Gwen smirked, remembering how they had met.

“You were right about one thing.”

Curious, Faith’s brow furrowed. “What’s that?”

“Leather does come off faster than vinyl.”


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