At last! I have something to post!
I just want you all to know that I am really a very, very nice person. I could have been totally mean in this update, but I decided to give you all a gift. Hehe.
Oh, and I got a bit cheesy at one part of this. I had this idea in my head, but I don't know that it translated very well. Oh well, I tried.
Anyway, enjoy!
-BB
Title: Into the Woods - Part 10 (aka All Worked Up and No Place to Go)
Author: blameburner
Feedback: Sure… Always a plus
Summary: While the men are away, the ladies will play. Anya, Buffy, Willow and Tara head into the woods for a little female bonding. Hijinks and wackiness are sure to follow.
Spoiler Warning: None - it's AU, I guess. It's set in the present - but no big bads, no S6 nastiness. Anya and Xander are together, Giles never left, Buffy never died, Dawn still exists, Spike helps out the Scoobies cuz he gets paid, and Willow and Tara never broke up since Willow was never addicted to magic. Pretty much think "Everyone's happy, together, and their usual amusing selves."
Disclaimer: Not my characters, but oh how I wish they were! Joss, blah blah, ME, blah blah.
Rating: NC-17, just to be safe, cuz... well... if you read my other story, you know why.
Pairings: W/T… duh. Also B and A. But not B/A cuz, well, Buffy and Anya? That would just be scary - they'd kill each other!
Angst: Huh? What angst?
Part 10
"Wow... that was..."
"A whole lotta fish," Willow finished for her girlfriend.
Tara nodded and leaned back against the log behind her, trying to ease the strain on her overly-full stomach. The other three women were having the same problem, having gorged themselves on Anya's surprisingly good lunch.
"So Fish A La Anya was a success?" Anya asked hopefully.
"Mmm-mmm-good," Buffy said, patting her belly. "Slayer happy."
Anya beamed proudly.
"So, just where did you learn to fry fish like that, anyway?" Willow asked, cringing even as the words passed her lips.
Uh-oh. I just left myself wide-open for another VD story, Willow thought glumly, dreading whatever disgustingly detailed memory the ex-demon was going to dredge up.
I wonder if lunch is gonna taste as good coming back up as it did going down?Anya reached down next to the campfire and lifted up the now-familiar thin red book.
"Ah, Camping For Vengeance Demons comes through again, huh?" Buffy asked.
"Oh yes. It's really a must-have for the cosmopolitan ex-demon on the go," Anya said. Then she frowned. "Of course, I suppose it's really only good for cosmopolitan ex-demons taking a vacation by traveling into the Earth's forest-regions with only nylon-covered sticks and down-filled cocoon-like bags for comfort, and really, I ask you, what's so comforting about down-filled anything when you can't pluck the feathers yourself? I mean, that defeats the entire purpose of having something down-filled, because you miss out on the satisfying pluck-thwup-squak the birds make..."
"Honey, I think you've been spending too much time around Anya," Tara whispered into Willow's ear while Anya continued explaining the finer points of feather plucking to Buffy.
"Huh?" Willow responded semi-absently, lost in the scary visual place Anya had led her to.
Tara laughed lightly. "She's got a pretty bad case of Willow-babble."
That caught Willow's attention. She turned to Tara, prepared to launch into a full-on pout at the comparison between her babbling tendencies and Anya's new-found babbling ability, but couldn't help but laugh when she saw the mirth in Tara's eyes. Tara laughed too.
"Okay, as interesting as this is, I need to go for a walk," Buffy said, grimacing. "To work off that delicious lunch," the Slayer added hurriedly, as Anya looked somewhat displeased at having her story interrupted. The compliment seemed to placate the ex-demon shopkeeper-turned-outdoor-gourmet, and she nodded.
"That sounds like a good idea. Why don't we all take a hike in the woods?" Tara suggested, rising to her feet.
"I don't think I can move, baby," Willow groaned.
"Come on, Wil. No sitting this one out. It's time for the Slayer nature walk!" Buffy said excitedly.
"It will be fun, Willow," Anya chimed in. "There's a whole forest out there just waiting to be explored, with trees and birds and deer and... and..."
"And flowers!" Buffy threw out.
"Right! Flowers! And... um..." Anya looked back to Buffy, and both girls tried to figure out something else out in the woods that would entice the redhead into hiking with them. They needn't have bothered thinking of anything else, as Tara already had the answer.
"And lots of dark places to accidentally get lost in," Tara said huskily, only loud enough for Willow to hear.
Willow was on her feet in two seconds flat, tugging on Tara's hand. "What are we waiting for!" Willow called out, pulling the blonde away from their campsite.
"I guess she really likes flowers?" Anya said, bemused.
Buffy just shrugged and followed her friends into the woods.
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"It really is pretty here," Buffy said, feeling completely relaxed for the first time in a long time. They'd been hiking for about an hour, taking in the astounding beauty around them.
"Yeah, it is," Willow said, her voice full of awe. Her hand was intertwined comfortably with Tara's, she was away from the Hellmouth, walking through some of the most beautiful land she had ever seen with her lover, her best friend, and the ex-demon shopkeeper who she was at the moment happy to call friend by her side... life was good.
"And no bunnies!" Anya said happily. She had been very concerned about running into a nasty, snarling bunny. She knew they liked to hide in the woods and attack unsuspecting hikers - her little red book said so. Luckily, the fish tail in her bra seemed to be doing the trick... no sign of bunnies so far. Camping For Vengeance Demons had saved the day, again.
"Oooo, look," Buffy said in a stage whisper, grabbing Anya's arm and pulling her to a stop.
"What, what?" Anya said quietly but excitedly. Willow pulled up next to Buffy and Anya, trying to see what they were looking at.
"Come on!" Buffy said, grabbing Anya's hand and breaking into a full run down the hill.
"What are they?... oh," Tara gasped, smiling broadly.
Willow leaned into Tara and the two witches watched as a the seeming field of yellow wild flowers blanketing the landscape rose up around Buffy and Anya as they ran laughing down the hill. The golden carpet crested and swayed around the ex-demon and the Slayer and separated, slowly fluttering apart into hundreds of beautiful wings. The butterflies soared high above the two girls and they skipped and floated down the hill, lost in the moment.
"It's a gift from the Goddess," Tara whispered to Willow, who stepped behind her and wrapped her arms around the blonde's body. They stood that way for several minutes, simply enjoying watching Buffy and Anya. Willow was running small circles absently over Tara's stomach, her head resting on her lover's shoulder.
Buffy ran back up the hill to the two witches, delightedly out of breath.
"Did you see that?" she asked excitedly. "That was... it was... wow."
"We saw," Tara said, smiling.
"Buffy! Tara! Willow! Come on!" Anya yelled up the hill, and then resumed her running.
"Yeah, come on!" Buffy echoed before turning back down the hill.
Suddenly Tara grabbed Willow's hand and pulled, and took off running. Willow was quite confused, though, when the blonde took off running in the opposite direction of their two friends.
"Tara!" Willow panted, out of breath as she was pulled deeper into the forest. She fought to keep up with her girlfriend, who was running full-out now.
Then, as suddenly as she had started running, Tara brought them to a halt. Willow was so surprised that she ran straight into the blonde's back.
"Tara," Willow said, struggling for air. "What are yo-"
Willow's words were cut off as Tara spun around and crushed her mouth down onto the hers, moving her lips hungrily over the redhead's. Willow's startled gasp was lost inside Tara's mouth, swallowed by the blonde's need.
Tara's hands came up and buried themselves in Willow's hair, clutching at her head and pulling her as close as physics would allow. Willow moaned and opened her mouth, and Tara took advantage, plunging her tongue inside the velvety sweetness.
Tara was lost, and she was found. She didn't really know what had come over her. One moment she had been basking in the divine gift that had been bestowed upon her friends, and the next... the beauty had welled up inside her and demanded - something. Release, communion, to be given form and breath and life. And then she had felt Willow's hands on her belly, stoking the fire that had been burning slow and deep within her for days, and her body knew what it needed.
Without thought she had just grabbed Willow's hand, that glorious hand that always knew just how to touch her, to comfort her, to love her, and she ran. She ran away from the beauty and towards it, too, seeking out the one place she could find freedom - in Willow's arms. And she couldn't do that with the Slayer and Anya just down the hill.
Their lips met again and again, breathing being forgotten as the only thought was of the feel of their bodies pressed together. Tara's hands were everywhere all at once, sliding through fiery tresses and over soft curves. Willow's hands were on the move as well, and found their way to supple breasts.
"Willow," Tara breathed, pulling her lips away from Willow's mouth just far and long enough to utter the word like a prayer, before once again meeting Willow's. She slid her mouth across Willow's jawline and sucked the redhead's earlobe into her mouth.
"Tara," Willow gasped, her fingers squeezing Tara's nipples, rolling them between her forefingers and thumbs.
"Willow... I want you Willow... right now." Willow moaned as Tara's hot breath played against her ear, and she tightened her sweet grip on Tara's sensitive nubs.
"Yes, baby... oh yes," Willow hissed, tipping her head back as Tara's trailed her lips down her neck.
"Now," Tara said, her words of need now a command as her lust burned even hotter, threatening to consume her whole.
She dropped to her knees in front of the redhead, bypassing her breasts in a desperate need to find the center of Willow's desire. She could smell Willow's sex even through her hiking shorts, and it only served to further enflame Tara's passion. Roughly she tugged on the button and zipper, and she yanked the shorts and panties down Willow's hips in one move.
"Baby," Willow rasped, resting her hands on Tara's shoulders for balance as she stepped out of her shorts. Before the redhead had even finished spreading her legs apart, Tara plunged in, running her tongue up Willow's slit in one, long stroke.
"Goddess!" Willow screamed, her hands tightening in Tara's hair, her head thrown back in ecstasy. It seemed like forever since Tara had touched her like this, tasted her like this.
Tara lapped at Willow's pussy like a woman dying of thirst, spurred on by the little grunts and moans coming from her lover, by the deliciously sharp pain of Willow's hands clutching at her head.
Tara's hands grabbed Willow's firm butt and pulled her closer to her mouth, thrusting her tongue deep inside of Willow.
"Tara baby... oh God... deeper baby... deeper..." Tara was driving Willow wild and the hacker was unable to control herself. She ground her pussy against Tara's face, seeking release.
Tara thrust her tongue inside of Willow again and again, and then moved to Willow's clit, sucking hard. She slipped two fingers into her lover, pumping in and out hard and fast as she flicked her tongue rapidly over the tight bundle of nerves.
"Tara! Nnnngggghhh!" Willow's scream was unintelligible as her orgasm ripped through her body. Tara guided her through her release, stroking the walls of Willow's pussy and gently licking her clit.
"Goddess, baby," Willow gasped, trying to regain her breath. She looked down and met her lover's eyes, and smiled with all the love in her heart. Tara gave her trademark lop-sided grin and stood, rising straight into the embrace of her lover.
"You like that, did you?" Tara asked, tucking an errant strand of hair behind her lover's ear.
"Oh, yeah," Willow groaned, leaning her cheek into Tara's hand. "How 'bout I show you how much?" she asked huskily.
Tara smiled and nodded... but her smile was short lived.
"Tara?!? Willow?!? Where are you guys?"
"Oh, you have got to be kidding me!" Willow complained, swiftly reaching down to pull her panties and shorts back on. "Of all the-"
"Shhh, it's okay," Tara soothed, pulling Willow back into her arms once she had finished dressing.
"But... I... and you didn't... and you should!" Willow said grumpily.
"Oh, don't worry, sweetie. I will," Tara said softly, placing a gentle kiss on Willow's forehead. "And soon," she added, a wicked glint in her eyes.
"Soon," Willow agreed, her full resolve-face on.
And with that, the two lovers walked through the forest and back to their friends.
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TBC with Part 11 (aka There Once Was A Man Named Earl...)
"And remember... if you hurt her I will beat you to death with a shovel. A vague disclaimer's nobody's friend. Have fun!"
by witchbitchwillow » Mon Aug 12, 2002 10:28 am 
ill cry!
great thing to come home to too.
WOLFLORD 
I hope all goes well for ya! 
Oh hurrah! Lovely to see a new part up from you. And such a hot and spicy part, too. 
That just makes me laugh every time you mention it. 
Damn Anya n Buffy 4 interuptin some W/T alone time, their no fun!! So how soon is soon 4 some W/T-ness!! 
Go Tara! Go Willow! 
I love Anya in this! The fishtail in the bra....wonder when it will start to stink 
hmm... and as for the scene with Willow and Tara.... 
having her way with the lovely redhead 
. Anyway I got to go read Pt.10 again and then go take a very long very cold shower. Keep up the great work, I look forward to your updates.