This is really fantastic! I'm so impressed at how well you've captured both Buffy and Faith.
Oh, this is so Faith: "Boring, boring, boring," Faith muttered. She dug deep for a crushed cigarette pack – picked through them for a moment and then pulled out the one that was least mangled and lit it with a little flourish of her Zippo.
This is such a perfect Buffy & Faith exchange: "Hey, I'm not stopping you from doing your job." Buffy pulled her hands out of her pockets and tugged at the scarf that was looped around her throat, weird little nervous gesture that made Faith's stomach turn over. "No, you're not. So what are you doing? Something big going down? Timmy in the well? Angel lose his soul again? Or maybe Willow this time?" "Oh my God! Would you just – just let me – you make this so hard!"
Oh, I love this, it's so Buffy, and one of the things I find so endearing about her: "You blew up your hairdryer?" "It was an accident!" Buffy had that look on her face. That look like she just got caught with her hand in the cookie jar but she's very, very sure if she just pouts a little and flutters her eyelashes, she'll get to keep the cookie, anyway. "I mean – outlet, plug – how was I supposed to know they super-electrify things over there?"
The backstory between them is cool and adds a great tension to the fic. I love Buffy taking charge like this: "I wanted this." And then Buffy was right in her face, so fast Faith flinched back, tiny jerk that Buffy followed. Then lips, teeth, tongue, and Buffy's hands sliding under her coat, gloves clumsy at the hem of Faith's layered Henley and tee and wifebeater. The kiss was slow – thorough – and when Buffy pulled back a little, pushed her forehead into Faith's and just – rested there.... It was all Faith could do to keep her knees from shaking.
And I love how it's a quiet, understated romantic ending (but not in any sappy way). It's totally earned. Really awesome!! Much love for this fic!
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Oh, this is so Faith:
"Boring, boring, boring," Faith muttered. She dug deep for a crushed cigarette pack – picked through them for a moment and then pulled out the one that was least mangled and lit it with a little flourish of her Zippo.
This is such a perfect Buffy & Faith exchange:
"Hey, I'm not stopping you from doing your job." Buffy pulled her hands out of her pockets and tugged at the scarf that was looped around her throat, weird little nervous gesture that made Faith's stomach turn over.
"No, you're not. So what are you doing? Something big going down? Timmy in the well? Angel lose his soul again? Or maybe Willow this time?"
"Oh my God! Would you just – just let me – you make this so hard!"
Oh, I love this, it's so Buffy, and one of the things I find so endearing about her:
"You blew up your hairdryer?"
"It was an accident!" Buffy had that look on her face. That look like she just got caught with her hand in the cookie jar but she's very, very sure if she just pouts a little and flutters her eyelashes, she'll get to keep the cookie, anyway. "I mean – outlet, plug – how was I supposed to know they super-electrify things over there?"
The backstory between them is cool and adds a great tension to the fic. I love Buffy taking charge like this:
"I wanted this." And then Buffy was right in her face, so fast Faith flinched back, tiny jerk that Buffy followed. Then lips, teeth, tongue, and Buffy's hands sliding under her coat, gloves clumsy at the hem of Faith's layered Henley and tee and wifebeater. The kiss was slow – thorough – and when Buffy pulled back a little, pushed her forehead into Faith's and just – rested there.... It was all Faith could do to keep her knees from shaking.
And I love how it's a quiet, understated romantic ending (but not in any sappy way). It's totally earned. Really awesome!! Much love for this fic!