Impulse control

"No."

"Please."

"No."

"Aww, c'mon."

"No. I said it and I mean it."

"You're no fun." Faith pouted.

Xander gave her a look out of the corner of his eye. "Faith, call me crazy but I just dont think road head is a good idea on the way to the apocalypse."

"It'll help you relax. I'm wicked good with my mouth." Faith smiled.

"If I dont kill us with distracted driving. Also, I do not nt want my first blow job to be while I'm driving. I kinda want to enjoy the experience." Xander explained.

"I just wanna... ughn, y'know." Faith's little moan was deeply sexual.

"I get it. I want it too. Just not now." Xander thumped a hand on his steering wheel.

"When?" Faith asked.

"Later." Xander answered. "If we're both still alive I promise we will do every page of the Kama Sutra twice, front to back and then back to front."

"Bet." Faith bit her lower lip and giggled. "Maybe I can just give you a little manual release. Let some steam off."

Xander whined, "Faaaaiiiith. Why must you torment me?"

"I want that perfect dick." Faith slipped in to a deep and breathy phone sex voice. "I need that perfect dick."

"Oh well, would you look at that, we're almost at the school. No more time." Xander announced as he rounded a corner two blocks from the school. "And please dont do that while I'm driving. Nearly ran us off the road."

"If I die before I get that dick I'm gonna be pissed as all hell, X." Faith harrumphed.

"Then fight like hell, Faith." He said sparing a second to look her in the eye. "Fight like you've never fought before."

Staring, wide eyed Faith slowly nodded her head. "Fight. Fight like hell."

"Right." Xander nodded his head and concerned himself with parking the car his uncle loaned him. The two jumped out of the convertible and at a light run headed for the door to the school.

"Harris!" A voice called out from behind them.

Turning Xander and Faith were faced with a small group of men approaching from the other direction. Dead men. Zombies. Carrying a bunch off odds and ends alongside a 55 gallon drum barrel.

"What the fuck?" Faith looked astonished at the Thriller rejects.

"Yeaaaah. I kinda got caught up in something earlier. And you guys kept blowing me off when I brought it up." Xander looked at her sidelong.

"Hey," Faith put her hands to her chest, "I offered an entirely different kind of blowing."

"True. Faith, meet Jack. Jack, met Faith." Xander waved a hand between the two.

Jack and the Zombies sneered and jeered. Jack brandished his bowie knife, "Meet Katie, bitch."

"Faith would you kindly...." Xander handed her one of his back up stakes.

"So, uh, whats the deal with them?" Faith took the stake and grabbed her own out of her jacket's inner pocket.

"Regular ol' zombies. Destroy the brain. No bitey bullshit. No super strength or kung fu skills." Xander told her, looking her in the eyes. "This isnt even a warm up for you. Re kill them fast as you can please, theres an apocalyose on the hellmouth waiting on us." He jerked a thumb at the school behind them.

"Wait? What? Hellmouth? Where?" Jack asked, stepping back and throwing his arms out to stop his zombie gang.

Faith held Xander's eyes for a second and then nodded her head. She took off at super speed, barely a blur to the human eye. She wove between the zombies arms flashing out, stakes spearing thru foreheads, destroying brains. When she stopped she had gorey stakes in each hand and every zombie had a hole in the middle of their foreheads leading to the middle of their brains.

Flicking her hands to get the gore off Faith grinned as the zombies fell to the ground all at the same time. She turned at the sound of applause. Xander approached clapping for her. Faith gave a quick bow.

"Good work, Faith."

"Thanks X. Fighting like hell." She gave him a look. "All out all the way."

"Good mindset to have for nights like this." Xander gave her a thumbs up.

"So you gonna tell me what the fuck this was all about after, yeah?" Faith kicked Jack's body.

"Sure." He gave her a grin, "Before or after we finally get around to the sex?"

"After. Way the fuck after we fuck. Awright?" Faith scoffed.

"Sure thing."

"Right. Well, game on?" She nodded to the school.

"Oh. Wait. Lemme requisition some kit. Come to pappa, Katie." Xander smiled as he bent down and grabbed the bowie knife from Jack O' Toole's dead hand. "Okay. Game on."

The two of them nodded at one another and headed into the school.