Spoiler Warning for Season 4..."Where the Wild Things Are."
Title- Angel and Goddesses.
Rating- S...for Smoochies...yes you read it right.
Copyright Disclaimer- All characters belong to Joss and ME.
Notes....Well, let the wild rumpus start.
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Chapter 7........"Let The Wild Rumpus Start"
Willow straightened the cloth on the table eyeing Tara who was gathering the candles.
"Tara...I..."
"It's okay Willow" Tara cut her off "Where do you think we should put the candles?"
"No, Tara I just...."
"Really Willow it's okay...over here?"
"Tara please" insisted Willow moving to block Tara's path. "I am sorry, I would never want to do anything to upset you."
Tara stopped and looked at Willow who was now looking sheepishly at her feet.
"No Willow it's not you." Tara sighed softly "Willow, look at me."
Willow raised her eyes, the two women were now just inches apart.
"You did not do anything wrong. I am the one who should be apologizing...I am just a little embarrassed...I wish it never happened. I should have said something but I was hoping it would just go away and you would know it was just the spirits."
"Tara it's okay, I know that this is the kind of thing that can make people uncomfortable and I know that I should not assume that you...well...that you want the same things that I want. We have gotten very close and I have been touching you a lot and I understand if...well if you don't..." Willow could not bring herself to complete the sentence.
"Willow...it was the spirit influence...it wasn't me...it is not how I feel."
"But it is okay if it is...I want you to know that...I understand and don't expect or assume that you have similar feelings."
"Willow, you don't disgust me," Tara paused taking a deep breath, "You...." she was beginning to blush.
"I ?" Willow waited anxiously holding her breath.
"You um...well...um...you....excite me." Tara answered dropping her voice to a whisper surprised that she said the word. Now it was her turn to look at her feet the heat rising in her face.
"Excite you....I excite you?" Willow breathed out in quick response her voice rising an octave.
Tara nodded still staring at her shoes.
Willow reached out and took Tara's hand inching herself forward. "You are beautiful," she whispered "I have wanted you from the first moment I saw you."
Tara raised her eyes and gazed directly into Willow's. "I thought you were a dream."
"No, no dream here" Willow whispered back.
Feeling bolder she took her free hand and reached for Tara's waist, making contact she slid it gently around to rest on Tara's back. Her other hand released Tara's and began to travel up Tara's arm. Willow continued to hold Tara with her eyes.
"I'm afraid this isn't real" Tara murmured raising her own arms now to join Willow in their embrace. Willow let her traveling hand move so that it too edged around Tara's back feeling the contours of the muscles there. She pulled their bodies closer so that they were now touching. Tara trembled in Willow's arms as Willow ran a hand gently up and down Tara's back.
"This is real" Willow whispered, their mouths now just a breath apart.
"Real" Tara repeated tingling from the warmth of their combined breaths.
"I love you" Willow whispered pulling their bodies still closer.
"Oh Willow, I love you" Tara answered moving her mouth closer so that she almost grazed Willow with the words.
The two hung there in the moment savoring the sensation. They stood waiting for the last veil of space to fall away so that each could finally have what they both so desperately wanted.
As Willow swayed forward, gently closing her eyes, there was a pounding at the door. Willow's eyes snapped open and she felt Tara stiffen in her arms. Both were startled, but as Tara began to pull away Willow tightened her hold unwilling to surrender the moment.
"Let them wait" she whispered.
"But Willow...the spirits."
"Just another moment" Willow responded her breath hot against Tara's lips.
As Tara began to relax there came another knock.
"Willow...Willow....come on" it was Xander.
Willow reluctantly turned her face to the door.
"In a minute Xander... I'm...I'm changing."
As Willow began to move her attention back to Tara, her brain registered a distant pressure growing against the small of her back. As she turned slowly back to face Tara she felt Tara's lips capture hers in one swift and powerful movement.
"Taraaaa ahhh" Willow exhaled involuntarily in her surprise.
The soft pressure of Tara's mouth was amazing. Willow sank into a sea of feeling. She was in heaven...swimming in her dreams. As Tara's silken lips caressed hers Willow's world fell silent. Only the exquisite feeling of the woman in her arms had any meaning in that moment.
Tara's mouth was gentle as she kissed Willow firmly. Her lips spoke volumes of love and oneness. Willow could barely breathe, she wanted to drown in Tara. Intoxicated, she pulled them tighter feeling their bodies fuse, breast to breast, belly to belly, thigh to thigh.
Tara let out a small moan as Willow tightened her hold. Unwilling to lose her fix on Willow's mouth she opened her lips to feel Willow's tongue for the first time. The kiss was growing in intensity, fire running through them, fire running between them. Tara tried to be gentle but found herself pressing still harder against Willow. She wanted to pass right through to the other side. A hand found Willow's hair and became entangled there. Grasping Willow's head now Tara pulled Willow's mouth tighter to her own.
"Ohhh" Willow answered smiling.
Tara felt the smile and said the name "Willow....my Willow."
Tara could feel Willow's heart beating furiously against her breast. Their bodies were now fused, their minds barely comprehending where one began and the other ended.
Tara explored the inner smoothness of Willow's mouth until Willow captured her tongue and held it. Sucking gently she elicited another moan from her prisoner. She ran a hand down Tara's spine and felt her love sway as she trembled in her pleasure.
Willow wanted to roam. She could not get enough of Tara. She pulled back slightly and ran her lips and tongue across Tara's lower one. She opened her eyes to see Tara's eyes still closed, face flushed, Willow wanted to swallow her whole.
Tara could not bare to lose contact. She had begun to trace the outline of Willow's right ear with her forefinger and thumb. She felt Willow's teeth graze her lower lip followed by her lips and tongue brushing lightly across that plain leaving a tingling pathway in its wake. Tara wanted her back inside. She let her hand move out into Willow's hair again cupping her head drawing her back in. Willow was inside her now moving like sweet warm molasses. Light was growing and radiating from Tara where Willow found all the dark corners and gave them new life.
Willow clammered for cognition, she had tumbled down a rabbit hole into a place of only feeling. There were no thoughts , no rambles, no babbles, just emotion pure and true. She poured her love into Tara and felt it return threefold. Gone was the ever present sense of inadequacy, the empty unloved neglected Willow, the constant critical voice. All she could feel was Tara's love drowning out all the untruths that had plagued her for years. There was only this moment, this moment of bliss, suspending all time, giving her life new meaning.
Willow heard the knocking again, a distant thumping on her subconscious. She began to pull away...reluctantly. She did not want to let go. Willow could live forever in her new lover's arms, devoured and devouring.
"More" Tara rumbled, "please," she pleaded.
"The others..." Willow whispered against the sweet lips "remember?"
"Oh..." came the response "yes, of course." Tara pulled back blinking into Willow's eyes. Her knees were weak, she did not think she could not stand without Willow's embrace.
Willow pressed her forehead against Tara's and looked deeply into the blue. "More soon....I promise" she whispered sealing her words with another kiss.
They swayed together at the contact, electricity running like a lit fuse through their joined bodies.
"I love you Willow."
"I love you Tara."
They stood for a moment longer holding the words in the air between them.
"Willow....Tara..." they heard "are you okay in there?" Xander was shouting now.
"Just doing a spell." Willow answered now grinning at Tara wickedly.
"Quite a spell indeed." Tara giggled stumbling a bit as Willow released her.
"Hurry, we've got to hurry"
"I know, I'm coming" Willow turned and shot Tara another wicked look while grabbing a dirty shirt of Buffy's off a chair.
Tara blushed and teetered backwards to find the edge of the desk to anchor herself against. She tried to control her breathing, now coming out in ragged pants.
Willow without thinking tore off her t-shirt and prepared to put on the new not so fresh article of clothing.
Tara gasped tightening her grip on the desk edge. She tried to look away but could'nt. Willow was there in just a bra, her nipples still erect, her skin still glowing from their combined arousal.
Willow caught Tara's expression just as she pulled the shirt over her head. When she emerged she was grinning like the Cheshire Cat. "You like that do you?" she teased.
Tara almost purple now nodded her head adamantly up and down.
"Well, there is more where that came from..." Willow whispered stepping forward and tapping Tara's lips with her index finger, "if you are good." With that Willow turned away and moved to the door leaving poor Tara again trying to find her legs.
"Isn't that Buffy's?" Xander asked striding through the door and surveying Willow.
"Uh...Yeah...I was in a hurry...we wanted to do a cleansing spell before we summoned the spirits."
"Good thought" said Giles no longer perturbed by the wait.
"Is it hot in here or what?" Anya queried sensing a strange energy in the room.
"Probably residual from the spell" Willow answered in her most business like way, unable to look at Tara.
Anya looked at Tara who was still leaning against the desk, arms drawn tight across her, trying to avoid eye contact.
Anya felt sex.
"Oh spell...I get it...that is another word for..."
"Weapons" interrupted Willow "You need weapons so you can go save Buffy."
"But..."
"Weapons Anya" Willow repeated giving Anya a silencing look.
"Weapons...yes weapons...okay then" replied Anya almost laughing knowing that something was most definitely up.
"We should get started" said Giles positioning a chair.
"Okay Tara...you ready?"
"Yes, um, I'm ready" Tara answered pushing off from the desk hoping her legs would work.
"Good...lets get started" Willow stated catching Tara's eye.
Tara moved to the table to make the final preparations. They needed to allow enough time for Xander and Anya to make their way back over to Lowell House. They only would have a brief window of time to do the binding spell.
As Tara sat preparing she could feel the imprint of Willow's hands still on her body, she could feel Willow's mouth on hers, she could feel the texture and depth of their experience. She loved Willow with truth and passion, she loved Willow before she knew her...she loved Willow in her waiting heart. Willow was her always.
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Tomorrow....Chapter 8...."New Love Rising".
Goodnight now Kittens....my work is done.
Athame.
Edited by: Blue Athame 1 at: 6/30/02 5:58:03 am
** I'm glad to hear that you are not going to give up on your writing. You are really gifted and I really enjoying reading your stuff. I'm looking forward to the next update. I can't wait 
