Closer

The Closer Saga

By Rick MacLeod

BIO

Rating: NC-17 - R
Summary: Faith-centric AU songfic saga, set in and following S7. This chapter brings Willow and Faith together, but can it last?
Pairing: Faith/Willow, and eventually other pairings
Disclaimer: Genius: (g?n-yüs) n: Someone who is the best in their field; Someone who has knowledge beyond the comprehension of his peers; Joss Whedon.
Notes: The "vampyre" people in New York, in later chapters are real, and real "scene" names have been used with permission. All New York locations are real, though possibly out-of-date.

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**Prologue**

Faith padded down the hall to the bathroom, her hand lazily scratching at her stomach between the black t-shirt and boxers she wore. As she neared Willow's bedroom, she heard her screaming out. "Oh my god! Tara! No!" Faith ran to the witch's room, concerned for the woman she now considered her friend. {Friend, that's a laugh,} the dark slayer thought. {You know you want more than that.} She shook the thoughts away, replacing them with concern as she opened the door.

"Noooooooo!" Willow screamed as she thrashed around on the bed, nearly knocking her head on the nightstand. Faith ran to her side, hurredly getting into bed beside the witch, wrapping her arms and legs around the smaller woman, making sure she couldn't do harm to herself.

"Relax, Red, shhh. It's okay, I'm here. Not gonna let anything happen to you." {That's for goddamn sure!}

Willow struggled against Faith for a few more moments, before her eyes snapped open as another "No" died away from shuddering lips. "Faith! Oh my goddess, what are you doing..." her voice trailed away as the slayer shushed her.

"Relax, hon,{hon? oh my god i shouldn't have said that!}You were having a nightmare."

"A night...oh...Tara..." Willow softly moaned and started to sob. "Will it ever end, Faith? I miss her so much...but I can't go on this way."

"I know Red, relax. I'm gonna go pee, okay? But I'll be right back." The urgency in Faith's midsection was verging on pain. She went to the bathroom, and came back as quickly as she could. She got back on the bed, and put an arm around the red-head.

"I'm here for you Willow." {Oh crap. First hon, now calling her by her name? What am I getting myself into?}

Willow put her head on Faith's shoulder. "I..I Don't know how to ask this, Faith..." The witch's voice trailed off in a sea of unease.

"Go ahead, Red. I'm listening."

Willow looked up curiously at the slayer. She was being awfully nice, and Willow had a hard time just now wrapping her cute, red little head around it. "Well, it's j..just...w..will you stay with me?" Willow braced herself for the rejection.

"No prob, Red. I'm not going anywhere." Faith slid down the bed, and rolled over slightly so she was facing the woman in her arms. She wiped the tears from Willow's cheeks and put her free arm around the witch. "Go ahead and try to sleep. I'll be here if you need me." The urge to kiss the red-head in her arms was almost overpowering the brunette, and if she didn't close her eyes, she doubted she'd be able to contain herself. Her eyelids fluttered, and when she opened them, Willow had closed her own green orbs.

Opening her eyes ever so slightly, Willow realized Faith had fallen asleep. {Thank Goddess...} she thought. {I didn't know if i'd hold out much longer.} She let herself sink against the dark slayer and soon fell asleep herself.


Faith opened her eyes, and realized the wonderful dream she'd been having, consisting mainly of having Willow in her arms, was alarmingly, not a dream. She almost bolted from the bed, but remembering the night before, thought better of it. {She needs me.} She thought. {She needed someone, and I was there. I'm not gonna hurt her, I fucking swear it.} She watched the red-head open green eyes that Faith wished she could fall into and drown in.

"Mmmm. Faith?"

"I'm here Red." Faith stroked Willow's hair, pushing a stray strand behind her ear.

"I'm glad you stayed."

"Me too."

"I felt..." Willow faltered, unsure of how to say the next words.

"Go ahead."

"I..I felt Safe with you here." A blush began to creep up the witch's neck and face, turning her ears bright red, matching her hair.

"I'm glad. I really am." Faith felt a stirring, and started to blush herself, not wanting Willow to see her like this, she opted instead for extricating herself from the tangle of Willow, and yawned.

"Do you have to go? I could use some company for a while. Not ready to get up yet."

"Okay, Will. no problem." {Ah shit. Now you've done it.} Faith slowly turned back toward the witch, bracing herself for the question she already saw on Willow's face.

"Will? You never call me anything but...Red." Willow blushed a little deeper at mentioning the nickname herself out loud, though she'd called herself that dozens of times alone at night, her hand working furiously, wishing it were Faith's.

"Well, I..uh..." Faith blanched. "I..."

A slow smile spread over Willow's face, as the situation dawned on her. Maybe there was hope, after all. "It's okay, Faith...I understand."

"Y..you d..do?"

Willow put her hand on the dark slayer's waist, where her t-shirt didn't quite meet the boxers rolled at her hips. "Yes, I do." The lust was unmistakeable in the red-head's pale green eyes.

"But...the nightmare...Tara..."

"It was a nighmare, Faith, I have them alot since..." Willow trailed off, knowing the slayer would understand. "But I've moved forward. Maybe not on, exactly, but...I know Tara would want me to...move on, that is...she'd want me to be happy."

Faith thought about that for a moment, before realizing that the other woman was right. Tara was a wonder of a woman, and her love for Willow meant she would want the witch to move on, and be happy. The slayer lay down next to the red-head again, enveloping her in her arms. She sighed, feeling a sense of peace she hadn't known in a long time.

Willow leaned over, and trapped Faith's lips with her own. Faith hesitated, then submitted to Willow's questing tongue. Willow felt her need grow, and was sure the dark slayer's hightened senses were keeping her steadily informed. She deepened the kiss, and let her hand fall to the other woman's breast. Cupping her through her t-shirt, Willow toyed with Faith's nipple, alternating between light passes, and rough touches. Faith gasped into the red-head's mouth, and broke off the kiss as her head fell back in response. Willow attached herself to Faith's neck, and bit her, first lightly, then more rough. Hearing the other woman's moans, she was encouraged, and her hand rubbed down the slayer's body, stopping to cup Faith's firm, rounded ass. Faith trailed her hand along Willow's side, and brushed down her cheek, where tears had been only hours before. As the witch looked up at her, Faith drew in a sharp breath, taken by surprise by the incredible eyes staring at her, green eyes darkened by passion.

{Oh...my...god...}

Faith ran her hand back down to cup Willow's small breast, teasing the nipple through her pajama top, before slipping under it to stroke the hard peak.

"Oh...my...goddess..."

{My thoughts exactly!}

Faith leaned down, kissing Willow again, and, closing her eyes, felt her run her hands over her thighs, stopping at the rolled waistband of the boxers. "Mmmm..." Opening her eyes again, she saw the green orbs looking questioningly at her.

"Mmmm...yes...Red...please...Willow..."

Willow felt a surge in her core when Faith said her name, and with a new confidance, slipped her hand inside the boxers, finding no panties, as Willow expected. She slipped her fingers into the juice pouring from Faith's sex, and began stroking her clit.

"Mmm...oh god Willow..." Faith scratched her fingernails down Willow's back, making the red-head arch into her. The dark slayer then fingered the witch's own waistband, looking into her eyes.

"Ohh yes, goddess...please Faith..."

Faith ran her fingers under the pj bottoms, over Willow's butt, before reaching down to where Willow was even wetter than she herself had been. Sliding a finger inside, the slayer started moving in and out, slowly at first but gaining momentum as she felt herself get closer. "Willow...Willow..."

Willow removed her hand, and Faith moaned. "I want to taste you," the wicca breathed into her lover's ear, pulling at the boxers in her way. Faith quickly complied, removing the soaked shorts, and Willow moved downward, kissing Faith's belly, and her thick thatch of almost-black hair. Spreading the slayer, Willow breathed in the musk of Faith, and slid her tongue between the swollen lips and over the sensitive nub. Faith cried out, chanting Willow's name like a mantra.

"Willow...Willow...Will...ohhhh!"

Willow entered Faith with her tongue, and reached up to caress her breasts. Faith felt the rising of her orgasm, and bucked wildly against the wicca's face, while Willow continued to fuck her with her tongue, riding out the wave of Faith's pleasure.

Still shuddering, Faith used her slayer strength to flip Willow over to face her, and pulled the red-head's pants off. Kissing Willow with urgency, she slid her hand back down between Willow's legs, and slipped a finger inside her.

"Faaiiiithhh!" Faith's name became a shriek as she fucked the other woman, Willow shaking on Faith's hand as she, too, reached her peak. Faith gathered the wicca into her arms, and looked into her eyes.

"Hmmm...I liked that." Willow smiled playfully. "'S'been a long time, y'know?"

"Shhh...yeah, I know." {Believe me, I know. And if I have my way, it won't ever be again.}

Willow's eyes fluttered closed, and soon Faith heard even breathing.


Chap 1.

Willow lazed in the backyard, enjoying the sun. {Wonder when Faith is getting home?} The wicca smiled to herself. {Wish she was here now...}The sun disappeared from the sky suddenly, and she opened her eyes to look up at her girlfriend. "Hi."

"Hi yourself, gorgeous." Faith sat on the arm of the chair Willow was sitting in, and leaned down for a kiss. Breaking the kiss after only a moment, she looks down at the red-head. "So, what do you think about going out for a night?" Faith asked, smiling at her lover.

"Hmm...kinda dangerous..."

"With big, nasty, slayer-y me to protect you?"

"We-ell...what did you have in mind?"

"Well some of the newbies are going to this goth club a few miles outside of town...Thought it could be cool."

"That does sound kind of fun...even though I was hoping to have you to myself for the night." Willow grinned mischeviously and licked her bottom lip.

Faith felt her whole self tingle, but forced herself to reply in what she hoped sounded like a normal voice. "Well you could always have me afterwards..."

Willow reached up wrapped her slim fingers around Faith's neck and pulled her down for a kiss. "Hm...okay, you have a deal."

"It'll be cool, I promise...Red..." Faith knew the nickname drove the red-headed witch crazy.

"I'm sure..." She jumped out of the chair, and started for the house.

"Hey?! Where are you going?" Faith started to follow her girlfriend.

"To shower and change, silly. I wanna look good, don't I?" Willow smiled suggestively, and walked into the house without another word. Faith ran after her, into the house, and up the stairs, only to find the bathroom door locked, and walking further down the hall, the bedroom door as well. {Red's in there, and I can't even get to the adjoining door to the bathroom...} Faith walked back down the stairs, running smack into Buffy.

"Whoa! Sorry, Faith. Didn't see you. Hey, are you alright?" The blonde slayer looked at her counterpart, and saw the defeated look on her face.

"Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry about it...Red locked herself in the bathroom/bedroom, and won't come out."

Buffy looked concerned, "Is she okay?"

Faith laughed. "Yeah B, don't worry your pretty head...she's getting changed for the club we're going to tonight, and won't let me see."

Buffy's face brightened. {Lover's Quarrel.} "Oh is that it? You look like somebody died. I'm sure your libido will hold out" {But will mine? Huh? Where'd that come from? Oh no...not again...}

Faith chuckled again. "Yeah probably." She walked passed the blonde slayer and sat on the couch, flipping through TV channels.


Buffy walked up the stairs, and stopped by the bathroom door, listening before knocking.

"Oh...oh...Mmm..buffy..Mmm.."

{Sound's like Willow's having fun in the show...wait...did she say my name?} The slayer looked at the door as if it might answer her mind's question, and listened again.

"Mmm.buf..Buffy.Mmmm.."

{Oh my god...she is!} Buffy knocked on the door. "Wills? I need to pee."

"What? Oh sure Buff, be right out..." Willow called out, Buffy noticing the nervousness in her voice. Less than a minute later, Buffy heard the bathroom door unlock, and Willow poked her head out of her bedroom door, a few feet away. "G'head, Buff...I'm out...I mean...y'know, out of the shower." Willow blushed, and withdrew her head with an audible 'eep'.

Buffy stepped into the bathroom, and coming out a minute later, knocked on the door that had once belonged to Willow and Tara, and now held Willow and Faith. Jealous as she was, she had always assumed that the red-head would not return the feelings she hid from the world, but after hearing Willow in the bathroom just now, well...she thought, she'd, well she wasn't sure what she was going to do.

"Wills?"

"Come on in Buffy."

Buffy blushed when she walked in and saw Willow in a bra and panties. "Uh...what club are you guys going to?" Buffy tried to sound normal.

"Some goth club Faith found, or something."

"Cool."

"Yeah, we kinda thought so. You wanna come? Some of the potentials are coming."

{Hmm...} Buffy thought the prospect of watching the witch dance fluidly between steaming bodies was more than she could handle, but...well, she would see about it later.

"I might catch up with you guys after I patrol." Buffy looked everywhere but her friend. Luckily, Willow didn't seem to notice.

"Cool." Willow buttoned up her leather jeans, a present from Buffy a long time ago, and put on a sexy black top she borrowed from Dawn. "How do I look?"

{Good enough to eat.}"Great." Buffy smiled. "You look really good, Wills."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. I gotta go take a shower before I patrol. I smell like hamburger."

The wicca smiled. "No prob, bob. I'll see you later." Willow turned back to her dresser trying to pick out a nice scent to wear that night.

Buffy grabbed her shower stuff, and locked herself in the bathroom, careful to make sure the door leading directly to Willow's room was locked. Stripping slowly, she turned the water on, and stepped in.


Willow came down the stairs, and walked into the living room, where Faith and Dawn were watching music videos.

Play Closer
you let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
you let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you

help me I broke apart my insides,
help me I've got no soul to sell
help me the only thing that works for me,
help me get away from myself

I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god

"Oh...my...Dawnie!" Willow listened to the lyrics, thinking of Buffy, then realized that Dawn was bopping her head to those same lyrics.

"Oh please." Dawn rolled her eyes. "Get over. This is so tame."

Faith just looked at Willow, a hungry look in her eyes.

"Hon, you're turn to change. Buffy's in the shower though, so you'll have to wait a few minutes." Willow purposefully avoided her girlfriend's gaze. If she looked, she'd scream with her jumble of emotions right now.

"Fine...Grr...Argh..." Faith got up, and passing Willow on her way upstairs, smacked her lightly on the ass.

"Uhm...hello? Don't wanna see that." Dawn held a hand up in front of her face, blocking them from her view.

"Oh please. Get over, D. This is sooo tame." Faith mocked Dawn, laughing as she went up the stairs.


Faith walked into her bedroom, and over to the door leading to the bathroom, listening to see if Buffy was finished yet.

"Mmm..oh god, Willow..."

Faith backed up, a look of shock on her face. {B? muttering about Willow? While she's...oh my god...}

She backpedaled till she hit the bed, and Called out. "B? you done? I need to get going."Faith's slayer hearing let her hear the 'Oh shit' from Buffy, before the more audible, "Just a second."

Faith just shook her head, and gathered her clothes.


Willow stared at the video on TV, listening to the lyrics.

help me you make me perfect, help me become somebody else

{Oh my goddess...that's the way I feel about Buffy...Wait! what am I talking about...what about Faith? Goddess, I even babble in my head.}

"Dawnie, what's the name of this song?"

Dawn scrunched up her nose in thought. "Umm...'Closer'. by Nine Inch Nails."

"Okay." {Mental note. DOWNLOAD THAT SONG!}

through every forest, above the trees
within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
you are the reason I stay alive

Lost in thought, Willow didn't even realize how long had gone by, until Faith was standing in front of her, looking yummy in her usual black leather pants, and black t-shirt.

"Shall we?" Faith asked, helping Willow to her feet.

"I think we shall." Willow said, hoping she sounded cheerful, feeling only miserable for lying to her girlfriend. {Lying my ass. I'd forgotten all about my feelings for Buffy, until I heard...her...in the shower...It's not my fault.}


Willow danced like she had a proverbial demon inside her. She shuddered at the thought, remembering her and her friends' run-in with Sweet. All the same, it felt good to dance. The release of it, and to this song, too. {This fucking song!}

you let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
you let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you

help me I broke apart my insides, help me I've got no soul to sell
help me the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself

Willow spun around, and spotted Buffy, standing on the edge of the dance floor, watching her, a hungry look in her eyes.

I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god

Willow returned the look, knowing what was happening, and couldn't stop it.

you can have my isolation,

you can have the hate that it brings
you can have my absence of faith,

you can have my everything

Buffy moved toward Willow, on the dance floor, and pressed her body against her best friend's.

help me tear down my reason,
help me its' your sex I can smell
help me you make me perfect,
help me become somebody else

Buffy was mouthing the words to Willow now, {I didn't even know she knew this song.} pressing tighter together, finally reaching up to the taller red-head, and claiming her lips.

I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god

through every forest, above the trees
within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
you are the reason I stay alive

Willow broke this kiss, to see Faith staring at her from across the room, and then, she was gone.

you can have my absence of faith,

you can have my everything

Feeling guilty, but unable to contain the feelings she's held for so long, she kissed Buffy again, and pressed herself even tighter against her.

I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god


Buffy and Willow stumbled up the stairs, and into Buffy's bedroom. Quickly stripping each other, they returned to their kiss, smashing their lips against one another. Buffy ran her fingers over Willow's nipples, and Willow ran her nails down Buffy's back. Buffy broke away from their embrace, grabbed the CD remote, and pressed play, as they began kissing again.

through every forest, above the trees
within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
you are the reason I stay alive

TBC...

This is a WIP. Future parts will be found here.

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