Title: What Do I Do?
Author: Tim
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Buffy/Kennedy (BtVS)
Spoilers: Post-Showtime
Disclaimer: They are Joss’ toys. I’m just playing with them.
AN: Written for the 2nd Annual IDF.
***
Buffy wasn’t sure what was happening. Well, she knew there was another apocalypse on the way, but that wasn’t what was bothering her at this point.
A few weeks back, Giles came home from England and brought three girls with him. They were Potential Slayers, something Buffy had been seven years ago. Their Watchers had been killed. Giles’ explanation about the return of the First Evil made sense – on a lot of levels. The dreams Buffy had been having the weird things that had been happening in Sunnydale…
Buffy handled it all the same way she did any Big Bad. Except there was something - or rather someone - making her rethink things.
She met Kennedy the morning Giles showed up on her doorstep with the news of the newest threat. Kennedy eyed her up and down as she passed her, but Buffy thought nothing of it. That was…until she was passing out the sleeping assignments. Since Tara and Willow were already sharing a room, that meant the other three girls would have to share with Buffy and Dawn.
Kennedy told Buffy that she better not hog the covers.
After the first night, thought, that wasn’t much of an issue. Annabelle ran away. Buffy had searched for her and had been beaten badly by a Turok-Han. When she returned to the house, Willow and Tara took care of her, leaving Kennedy to bunk alone in Buffy’s bed.
Once more girls showed up, and Buffy was able to play off Kennedy’s flirting. However, it made her think. After defeating the Uber-vampire, Buffy decided to ask the person she trusted with her life: Tara.
***
Tara met her for lunch, and, in usual Tara fashion, she already knew something was bothering Buffy. “I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what it is, Buffy.”
Buffy couldn’t help smiling. “Okay, here goes. Since she’s come to Sunnydale, Kennedy has been flirting with me, and I’m not sure how to handle it.”
“Well, does it bother you that she is a woman?” Buffy shook her head at Tara’s question. “Okay then,” Tara continued. “When she flirts with you, how does it make you feel?”
“It doesn’t wig me out, but with my track record, I’m afraid…” Buffy couldn’t finish what she was going to say.
“Buffy, you are a beautiful and sexy woman.” Tara’s statement had Buffy staring at her best friend’s girlfriend. “Willow thinks so, too, but that’s neither here nor there. I know things haven’t been all that great for you in the love department. That doesn’t mean you should be afraid to put yourself out there. If you do get hurt, Willow and I will be there to help you get drunk.”
“You must not have gotten all the stories about me out of Willow. The last time I got drunk I turned into Cave Buffy, and after we got back to my room, I got a little grabby with Wil.” Buffy understood why her best friend omitted that story, but it wasn’t a big deal to her anymore.
“Hmm, Willow and I have talked about a threesome,” Tara teased as Buffy’s face got warm and red - until she heard the slight chuckle coming from Tara so she threw her napkin at her. “C’mon, Buffy, you can’t tell me that you never looked at Willow in the three years you took gym together.”
Buffy’s face just got redder giving Tara her answer. Buffy still didn’t understand Tara’s point, though. “But why is Kennedy interested in me?”
Tara slid closer to Buffy until her mouth was next to her ear. “You are a strong, beautiful, and sexy woman, Buffy, and if I wasn’t in a committed relationship with Willow, I would show you.” Tara kissed Buffy’s cheek before putting some space between them. “I’m not saying you have to jump straight into bed with Kennedy. Just leave yourself open to the possibility. Besides, she is the right size for you.”
Tara’s new teasing and subsequent chuckling was too much. Buffy threw a ketchup-covered fry at Tara that landed in her cleavage. “You are a mean, mean woman,” Buffy said, pretending to pout as she took another bite of her sandwich.
Tara fetched the fry from between her breasts and ate it before wiping the condiment off. “I’ll have to tell Willow that you share her love for breasts.”
Buffy decided to stop digging herself into a deeper hole and ate the rest of her lunch without saying anything else. Tara, of course, just smirked at her until they paid their check and headed back home.
When she got home, Buffy headed toward the kitchen since she figured Kennedy might be outside training. When she got there and looked out the window, though, Buffy’s spirits sank. Kennedy wasn’t outside which meant she was probably downstairs along with the other Potentials. Buffy didn’t want an audience so she headed upstairs to take a shower and clear her head while thinking about everything Tara told her at lunch.
***
Buffy patrolled alone that night, letting Giles train the girls in the basement. The others were in research mode even though there wasn’t anything written about The First. Since she had taken out the Turok-Han, things had been quiet. In Buffy’s experience, that meant things were going to get much worse. Everyone needed to enjoy the calm before the storm - which was why Buffy wanted to get the Kennedy situation figured out before things picked back up again.
By the time she got home, Buffy was on edge. She quietly entered the house so she wouldn’t wake anyone sleeping downstairs. She silently climbed the stairs, trying not to wake any of the upstairs occupants, either, but when Buffy opened her bedroom door, Kennedy sitting up in bed looking at her.
“You look tense, Buffy. Let me massage your back so you can get some sleep,” Kennedy offered while Buffy wondered if she had an ulterior motive. “I promise it’s just a massage, nothing else.”
“Deal. Would you mind turning around while I get undressed?” Buffy might be thinking about seeing if there is anything between her and Kennedy, but she wasn’t giving Kennedy a free show.
Kennedy climbed off the bed and went over to the window while Buffy stripped down to her panties. Before climbing on the bed, Buffy put on a pair of pajama bottoms and held the top to her chest as she lay down.
“You can turn around now, Kennedy.” Buffy watched as the brunette faced her and walked over to the bed. “Do you have the credentials to be a masseuse?” Buffy asked, trying to make small talk while avoiding the fact that now Kennedy was straddling her hips.
“Actually, I do. I’m a Licensed Massage Therapist. Once I turned seventeen, I thought that my chances of becoming a Slayer were slim so I got certified.” Buffy tensed at hearing Kennedy’s age, but when she felt Kennedy’s fingers go to work on her shoulders, she could only moan. “Relax, Buffy, I’m nineteen now.”
Buffy didn’t know how to respond to that. She was only three years older than Kennedy. Not to mention that Kennedy suddenly deepened the massage, and Buffy was finding it hard to concentrate on anything except how good the younger girl’s hands felt. When Kennedy started to work on her lower back, though, it had a far different effect on Buffy.
“That’s good for tonight, Kennedy,” Buffy said, reaching back to stop Kennedy’s hands from causing her any embarrassment.
“Just let me finish your back, and then we can call it a night,” Kennedy countered, not knowing what was going on.
“Okay.” Buffy didn’t want her to finish, but it was better than trying to explain that her lower back was a hot spot. She just hoped the dry spell she’d suffered didn’t have any consequences.
It took all of her concentration for Buffy not to have an orgasm as Kennedy worked on her lower back, and she was now regretting taking a shower earlier. If she took another one now, it would lead to assumptions by some already ‘mean,’ teasing witches. And that was something Buffy wanted to avoid, especially after her lunch with Tara.
“Now don’t you feel better?” Buffy could only nod at Kennedy’s question. “I’ll go wash up while you finish getting dressed, and then we’ll get some sleep.”
Buffy continued to lie on her stomach until she heard the bedroom door close. She sat up and looked down at her very hard nipples before quickly buttoning up her pajama top. Buffy started thinking about everything that Tara had said and came to a conclusion.
When Kennedy opened the door, Buffy walked over and kissed her.
“Kennedy, my love life has sucked, but I want to see if there is anything between us.” Buffy would have continued, but Kennedy returned her kiss.
“You set the pace, Buffy. I want you as comfortable as possible.” Buffy smiled at Kennedy’s answer - which led to another kiss. They walked over to the bed holding hands, and Kennedy climbed on first, so she could offer Buffy her shoulder to sleep on.
***
The battle had been brutal, but they had won. They also activated a whole new line of Slayers, Kennedy being one of them. Buffy wasn’t sure if this was going to change her new relationship with Kennedy so she gave the new slayer her space while they drove toward LA.
Angel handed Buffy the deed to the Hyperion since she needed it more than he did and once the rooms were handed out, Buffy decided not to joining her friends who were going shopping. Instead, she headed to her room to relax and maybe take the edge off her double h’s. Not five seconds after closing her door, though, there was a knock on the door. It was Kennedy. With the new spell, Buffy could sense the new Slayers like she could Faith.
“Hi, Kennedy,” Buffy said, opening the door and ignoring the urge to pull the girl into her room and rip her clothes off.
“Buffy, there is something I need your help with,” Kennedy said, entering Buffy’s room and closing the door. “I have this urge to pig out on food until I can’t eat anymore and…”
This time, Buffy didn’t let her finish. “You want to fuck my brains out until we are both sweaty messes.” Kennedy nodded at Buffy’s statement. “That would be the double h’s, hungry and horny, and I’m feeling them, too.” And before Kennedy could do anything else, Buffy ripped her shirt up the middle and latched onto her neck.
Buffy had asked Tara how to make love to a woman the night before the battle with the First, and Tara told her just to do what she liked. Buffy followed those directions. While her mouth marked Kennedy as hers, Buffy’s hands learned the contours of Kennedy’s breasts. After leaving a deep purple hickey on Kennedy’s neck, Buffy trailed her tongue down the brunette’s chest before placing her mouth over one of Kennedy’s hard nipples.
It left her hands free to work on Kennedy’s pants.
The moans and chants coming from Kennedy let Buffy know she was doing fine as she knelt on the floor. Buffy took one of Kennedy’s legs and put it over her shoulder before taking a finger and running it along her sopping folds. Using her tongue, Buffy spread Kennedy’s labia, licking upward and flicking her tongue over Kennedy’s engorged clit. That was all it took for Kennedy to grab two handfuls of Buffy’s hair and climax. Buffy held Kennedy’s spasming body against the door until she calmed and then carried her over to the bed.
“You almost ready to get something to eat?” Buffy teased as Kennedy opened her eyes and smiled.
“Yeah, but I want dessert first.”
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