Here’s the sequel I promised! Or the first part of it, anyway.
I decided to put a NC-17 scene to test my abilities, it’s not very long or very elaborated and it’s my first W/T NC-17 scene, so don’t expect expertise.
Well, that’s all. Enjoy!
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Rating: Starts G, but in the end is NC-17
Disclaimer: No one you’ll recognize belongs to me, I’m just playing a little with Joss’ characters.
Summary: A especial Christmas for the Scooby Gang.
Feedback: Please! I’m a writer with inferiority complex, my ego needs a booster every now and then.
N/A: This fic starts almost three years after my first fic ‘Our Family’, it would be good if you read that first to understand some things.
A Scooby Christmas
Part 1 - Home
Part 1 - Home
Not much longer, Willow thought to herself as she drove around a corner and stopped when the light turned red. Three weeks. Goddess, I miss home.
She had been away in a business trip for three weeks and she couldn’t wait to get home. She missed her house, her wife and her children. Willow smiled thinking about her kids. They were almost three years old. And yet it still seems like it was yesterday they came out of me.
Little Anna was getting more like herself each day. So smart and curious. Shy at first sight, but a real firecracker once she got used to you. Her little princess had her mommy’s vibrant red hair, the same expressions and temper, but her eyes were Tara’s. Blue pools of liquid crystal that saw more than they imagined.
Alec, on the other hand, was more like his blonde Mama. Shy, quiet and innocent. He preferred to play in his little corner and go unnoticed; always turning different shades of pink every time he was the center of the attentions.
One thing that Willow was sure he got from Tara was the calming effect he had on his sister; every time she was sad or about to throw a temper tantrum he just had to hold her hand and she calmed down almost immediately. It was incredible the bond the twins shared. Of course, his Willow-y side showed pretty often too; a mischievous glint suddenly appeared in his emerald green eyes and before they knew it Anya was running and screaming after finding a stuffed bunny in her purse.
I still remember vividly the day I felt them moving for the first time. It was such a magical experience, so different from everything I’d ever felt. And the expression of wonder in Tara’s face when I put her hand on my belly…
Flashback…
“…so she said that-“ Willow suddenly cut her narration short and stayed still for a moment. There, she felt it again. Her eyes widened in realization and soon filled with tears.
“Baby? What happened?” Tara asked worriedly. She saw her wife’s misty eyes and quickly wrapped her arm around her shoulders, stroking her hair soothingly. “What’s the matter, sweetie? Are you feeling any pain? Are you-“
Willow interrupted the blonde’s concerned questions and took the hand caressing her hair, placing it on top of her swollen belly under the shirt she was wearing.
“Will, what-“
“Shh.” The redhead sealed Tara’s lips with her fingers, lingering there a bit before continuing. “Feel.”
They stayed silent for a few moments when Willow felt it again. She looked at the blonde woman and smiled at the expression of pure wonder on her lover’s face.
“Is it-? Are they-?”
Willow nodded and placed a kiss on her wife’s lips. “Yes, baby.”
Tara looked at her wife’s beautifully round belly with a teary expression. She lifted the white shirt started caressing the creamy skin underneath. “Hey, little ones,” she whispered quietly while resting her cheek on Willow’s belly. “This is your Mama. I know you can hear me, even if you can’t understand well what I’m saying. I and your Mommy can’t wait to see you both. We love you very much. I can promise you that we’ll always be here for you, that we’ll be here to celebrate your victories, laugh with you and dry your tears. We’ll be here to see your first steps and hear your first words. We’ll teach you all that we know about magic, about love and about life. And one day, before you have your own children, we’ll teach you how to be parents. How to love and care for your little ones and how to always be there for them, just like we’ll always be for you.” She finished her speech and placed a little kiss just beneath her wife’s bellybutton.
When Tara looked up both her and Willow had tears in their eyes and happy smiles on their lips. The soulmates shared a sweet kiss full of love and tenderness and stayed the rest of the afternoon feeling their babies moving and talking sweet nothings to them and to each other.
End of the Flashb[/i]
We still don’t know which one of them had moved that afternoon, though I suspect it was Anna, she’s the one who’s always moving around- The sound of a loud horn behind her car pulled her out of her musings and she turned her attention to the road.
The redhead woman smiled widely when she caught sight of the pretty pale blue house that she liked to call her home. She parked just in front of the movie-like white fence surrounding the house, making sure to make as little noise as possible, she didn’t want to alert the people in the house. She didn’t warn her wife of her earlier arrival to make a surprise and it would defeat this purpose if she heard her car outside.
Grabbing her suitcase, Willow got out of the car, passed through the gate and walked to the front door. She entered silently, suspecting that at this time the children were in the kitchen watching Tara cook as usual. It would be relatively easy to surprise them.
To her own surprise, the living room wasn’t as empty as she had hoped. Sitting on the couch quietly watching Sponge Bob was little Alec. When he saw his Mommy standing there he immediately leaped to his feet but his joyous shout was stopped before it left his mouth. The redhead had foreseen her son’s reaction and put her index finger in front of her lips, silently signaling for him to be quiet.
Understanding his Mommy’s wishes, the little boy made a show of tiptoeing to her dramatically. Looking up at her, he did his usual request quietly: “Down!”
Willow grinned and grouched down, reaching his eyelevel.
Alec reached out and ran his little hands through her vibrant red hair and across her face, examining each freckle intently. He cupped her cheeks and looked deeply into her eyes.
Mother and son stayed there, twin pairs of eyes locked as the little boy searched for something in his Mommy’s green depths. Eventually, he smiled lopsidedly – Just like Tara, she couldn’t help thinking – and leaned in, biting her nose softly and letting out a giggle when she returned the favor.
“Hi Mommy.” he wrapped his small arms around her neck and buried his face in her hair, sighing contently into the fresh smell of jasmine and rain that he always associated with his Mommy.
“Missed me, champ?” she asked, gently embracing the precious cargo in her arms.
He nodded against her neck. “Mommy gone no good.” came the muffled answer.
She chuckled softly – she almost could see the cute frown of disapproval on his face – and started to stand up, feeling his arms tighten around her neck.
Of the twins Alec was the clingiest and also the most sensitive. The bite-on-the-nose ritual had started as soon as he could walk and repeated itself every time Willow would stay some time away – either working or just going out. Tara had said it was his way of checking if his Mommy was the same way she was when she left. Willow couldn’t help grinning at her son’s antics.
Walking into the kitchen she found a rather familiar scene. Anna, wearing a small pink apron was seated on the counter watching avidly as her Mama went about the kitchen preparing dinner.
“Mommy!!” the little redhead exclaimed when she spotted Willow, but didn’t jump off the counter, she knew better than that.
Tara whirled around at her daughter shout and smiled widely at the sight of Willow and Alec on the kitchen’s doorway. She gave her wife a mock scowl and wagged her wooden spoon in her direction. “I see you conveniently forgot to warn me about this earlier arrival.”
Willow put Alec down and sauntered towards Tara. She gave her wife the once-over and fixed her eyes briefly on her ‘Kiss The Cook’ apron. “That an invitation?” she licked her lips suggestively.
“No.” the blonde stared intently at the green eyes of her lover. “It’s an order.”
“Yes, m’am.” Willow grabbed her by the apron and pushed her into a deep kiss.
The redhead took her time in re-exploring every nuance of Tara’s mouth, moaning low when she felt herself being crushed against her lover’s body. Willow tightened her arms around Tara, engaging her in a sensual battle of tongues.
Tara suddenly remembered that they weren’t alone and broke off the kiss, much to the redhead’s dismay. Looking at the twins she grinned lopsidedly seeing them covering their eyes with their tiny hands, trying to give their parents as much privacy as possible.
With a slightly frustrated sigh, Willow pecked Tara on the lips once more and turned her attention to the small redhead on the counter. “And you, princess? Missed me?” she took her daughter’s hands from her eyes, tweaking the small freckled nose playfully.
Anna let out a delighted giggle and wrapped her arms and legs around her Mommy, giggling even more when the older redhead almost lost her balance with the ‘attack’.
“I take that’s a ‘yes’?” she too laughed, twirling the little girl around basking in the heart-warming sensation her children’s laughter always brought her.
“Yes!” Anna squealed as she was tossed into the air, landing safely into her Mommy’s warm embrace. She continued giggling for a moment more then her face turned childish serious, a small upset frown forming. “Why gone so long?”
“Mommy gone no good!” Alec repeated his early statement crossing his small arms in front of his chest.
Willow looked back and forth between her two children in a rare moment of speechlessness. How could she explain this so they would understand?
Noticing her wife almost panicky look, Tara decided to come to the rescue. “Come here, Alec.” she scooped the little boy up and approached the two redheads. “You know Mommy loves you both, right?” she asked and smiled when the twins nodded vigorously. “So because Mommy loves us all, she has to go away some times to earn money so that she can buy us food, clothes… and toys.”
“So Mommy gone work?” Alec asked pensively.
“To buy toys?” Anna added with an excited smile.
“Um, yeah.” Willow answered uncertainly.
“Ok!” the twins said simultaneously and jumped out of their parents arms to discuss this new development between themselves, matching mischievous sparkles in their eyes.
“Well, know I’m going to have to buy them toys every time I go to a business trip.” Willow feigned annoyance.
“C’mon, baby, you know you love going toy shopping.” Tara broke into a sly smirk at the double meaning of her words.
Willow grinned. “True.”
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After a good family dinner full of animated chatter the witches tucked the twins in to have a little ‘alone time’. It took a little long then than they intended to have the kids to fall asleep, since they insisted that Willow told them a story so the redhead had to put her mind to work and come up with one more ‘Miss Kitty Story’ – said cat listening with as much attention as the twins as she lay sprawled at the end of Anna’s bed.
“I’m so glad you could make it home for Christmas.” Tara sighed contently tightening her arms around Willow. She was propped against their bed wooden headboard with the redhead snuggled between her legs.
“I’d never miss a Christmas with my family. Even if I’m Jewish.” Willow grinned before adding: “Besides, I can’t seem to sleep well if you’re not in my arms.”
“So I’m like your personal Teddy bear?” the blonde nuzzled her neck playfully, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her lover.
“More like my Tare-bear.” Willow hummed when her wife began nipping at her neck. “And if you keep this up sleep will be the farthest thing on my mind for a long time.”
A shiver ran up the redhead’s spine when she felt Tara’s warm tongue run up her neck to her ear, then teeth nibbling the sensitive skin behind it. Willow could feel the wetness pooling between her legs.
“And that would be a bad thing, how?” came her lover’s husky voice, breaking whatever control Willow still had over herself.
The redhead broke free of the blonde’s embrace, turning around and holding Tara’s arms above her head.
Any protest Tara was thinking to voice died before it reached her tongue when she saw the look of untamed desire darkening her lover eyes, making the silvery flecks in the green depths stand out greatly and Tara suddenly felt like someone’s meal.
And I’m looking forward to be devoured.. Tara was painful aware of the throbbing between her legs and Willow’s ravenous look wasn’t helping to placate that aching any.
Just as Tara was about to voice her desire Willow’s hungry lips descended on hers, teasing alternating between sucking and nibbling her lips, but never entering her mouth.
Willow released her hold on Tara’s wrists and trailed her hands down the blonde’s arms, brushing the sides of the breasts on her descent. She ran her hands past Tara’s hips until she stopped on the creamy skin of her thighs.
Tara was going crazy with desire with her lover’s teasing caresses on her thighs and her refusal to deepen their kiss, the wetness between her legs was increasing with each minute and she was sure her panties were completely soaked by now.
Tired of being teased, the blonde decided to make a move and roughly pushed the redhead off her, so that she was lying on her back. Tara moved quickly and straddled the redhead’s hips, attacking the exposed neck before her.
Willow moaned loudly when Tara bit down on her pulse point hard enough to draw a little blood then ran her tongue over the teeth mark and sucked. She loved it when Tara marked her; she loved to show the world that she belonged to this amazing woman and only her.
Tara let go of her neck and looked at her mark with satisfaction and then locked eyes with her lover. The sexual energy between them was palpable.
“I love Take-Charge Tara.” Willow purred bucking her hips slightly, applying a brief pressure on the blonde’s center.
Tara growled at the back of her throat and before Willow knew it she had her lover’s tongue exploring her mouth hungrily. Their tongues clashed against each other, rubbing and caressing and drinking and tasting.
Eventually the oxygen became an issue, so they had to break for air. Sometime during their make-out section they managed to take off each other’s night gowns, so they were now standing only in their underwear staring at the other’s kiss-swollen lips.
Willow’s eyes sparkled with love for her soulmate. “You’re so beautiful, baby.” She said tenderly, running a hand over the smooth skin of Tara’s stomach.
“Says the sexiest woman in the world.” Tara retorted casting an appreciative glance at the body beneath her.
“You’re seriously biased, love.”
“No shame there.” Tara leaned in and captured her lover’s delectable lips again.
Wrapping her slender arms around Tara’s back, Willow reached for her bra’s claps, fumbling with it a bit before she managed to finally free her lover’s breasts. Breast-gal that she was, Willow lost no time in exploring the creamy globes of flesh, enjoying the groans that escaped Tara’s mouth every time she would squeeze her breast of graze a nipple with her fingertips.
In her need to taste the skin under her hands, the redhead flipped Tara on her back, breaking the kiss to trail her lips down her neck. She paid especial attention to the blonde’s pulse point, marking her the same way she was marked earlier, silently enjoying the soft gasps and moans that came out of her lover’s mouth.
Willow continued her descent on Tara’s body pausing at her soulmate’s full, inviting breasts. She blew on Tara’s right nipple while tracing the left one with her hand, noticing with delight as she shivered slightly at her attentions. Deciding that she had teased Tara enough, Willow engulfed her right nipple in her mouth, pinching the other between her fingers.
Tara moaned loudly as Willow worshiped her breasts, her warm tongue caressing her nipple, occasionally sucking and biting the sensitive flesh. She groaned and writhed under the redhead, loving every minute of this sweet torture.
Not one to be still, Tara quickly divested Willow of her bra and started loving her breasts with her hands. Tara loved Willow’s breasts as much as Willow loved hers, they weren’t as full as her own, but were big enough just to fit her hands. Tara marveled in the way their bodies fit together in so many ways.
Switching her mouth’s attentions to Tara’s left breast, Willow hooked her fingers on the waistband of the blonde’s panties and slid them down her legs, taking them off completely.
The smell of her lover’s arousal hit Willow like a ton of bricks and she moaned loudly around a nipple.
“Tara…” Willow gasped when Tara’s hand found her core and started stroking through the silk of her panties.
The blonde witch slid her fingers under the crotch of Willow’s panties, feeling the wetness coat her fingertips. “You’re so wet, baby.” she husked out, delighted at the needy moan that followed her attentions.
“Your fault.” Willow panted. Not wanting to be out-teased, the redhead reached for her lover’s center and ran her fingers along the slick folds, just hard enough to arouse but not quite satisfy.
Tara didn’t know what was arousing her more, the feel of Willow’s wetness on her fingers, the teasing caresses or the combined smell of their desire. She finally had enough of teasing and roughly ripped Willow’s panties of, meeting her darkened eyes with her own lust filled gaze.
“No more teasing.”
“No more teasing.” the redhead nodded her agreement and they entered each other simultaneously, crying out at the pleasure of being finally filled.
They started pumping in and out of each other in a slow, languid pace, letting out gasps and pants and moans. Never once breaking eye contact, their rhythm built up as did the volume of their sounds of pleasure.
Feeling the warm walls around her fingers start to spasm, Willow curled her digits and Tara followed suit. Both were bucking their hips wildly against the fingers inside them.
All the time they were looking into each other’s eyes, watching the flashes of emotions pass through their darkened orbs as they reached climax together. Their pupils dilated considerably and their eyes glowed as the called out each other’s names.
“WILLOOOOOOWWWW!”
“TARAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
Their exhausted bodies slumped after the mind-blowing orgasm, Willow sprawled on top of Tara, and both panting heavily with a thin sheet of sweat covering them.
“I… I missed you so much.” Tara gasped out, brushing the damp her off Willow’s forehead.
“Me too, baby. There… There wasn’t a moment that I wasn’t thinking of you.”
They managed to gather what force they had left in their bodies to right their position on the bed and throw the covers on top of themselves.
Willow sighed contently resting her head on the crook of Tara’s neck, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Suddenly one thing came to her mind and she giggled.
“What?”
“Just remembered… Good thing that we cast that silencing spell on our room.” Willow said and smiled when her soulmate giggled too.
“Love you, Will.”
“Love you too, baby.”
They shared one more kiss before finally giving into sleep.
To be continued…
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