Buffy placed her shopping bags down and walked over to the bed. "Do you like it?"
Faith didn't answer right away, but slowly leaned closer. She slid her hands around Buffy's waist, warm hands moving up to lift Buffy's shirt. A first she just looked, then with a small smile, Faith nuzzled in close. The tip of her tongue licked a ticklish, damp circle around Buffy's navel. When it flickered over the blue and silver curved barbell, Buffy pressed closer and moaned as Faith's tongue licked lower.
Faith raised her head just before unbuttoning the fly to Buffy's jeans.
"Definitely."
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