PROMPT FIVE: Hot

“Okay so whose not so brilliant idea was it to go and fry ourselves in the blistering sunshine?” Willow groaned hidden underneath a gigantic sunhat.

“I think it was more of a let’s get out of the house and do something fun idea rather than a fry ourselves till we’re crispy idea,” Xander piped up from where he was lying on the sand next to the pale witch.

“While I’m all for the getting out of the house idea because Giles is driving us all a little insane with all the research I just don’t understand why it has to be so hot,” Willow complained slathering an unhealthy amount of sunscreen onto her arms.

“It is unusually hot. What do you think Buff, sign of the apocalypse?” Xander asked giving his friend a playful nudge.

The blonde Slayer didn’t answer him, her attention drawn somewhere else. Somewhere else being the former rogue Slayer who lay on the beach in front of her not wearing all that much, the tiny black bikini she wore leaving nothing to the imagination. Faith had her headphones plugged into her ears no doubt blasting some heavy metal song in her ears and damaging her hearing and was completely unaware of the blonde Slayer’s eyes trained on her body. The sun was blaring down on them all and a thin sheen of sweat covered the brunette’s body and sticky tendrils of hair stuck to her face but the dark Slayer seemed content in the sun.

Buffy couldn’t pull her eyes from a bead of sweat that was making its way down the dark Slayer’s chest and eventually disappeared between her barely covered breasts. She wanted nothing more than to capture the bead of sweat on her tongue and lick her way back up her counterpart’s body but knowing it was probably not the best thing to do with an audience. Instead, she reasoned with herself, she would have to be content with simply watching Faith and imagining all the things she could do to her partner.

“Hot isn’t it,” Xander said shooting his friend a knowing smirk.

“She sure is,” Buffy murmured in reply.