Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Joss Whedon.
Flying
Willow sat fidgeting in her seat occasionally glancing out the window. She had already gone through all the activities she had brought with her on the plane. She had read all the magazines she brought, finalized the itinerary, and even played solitaire on her laptop for awhile, but nothing was keeping her occupied. She felt like a child stuck in the back seat of a car on a long family trip. She was so excited about going away with Tara she hadn't really thought about the long flight involved. Now she sat anxiously in her seat playing with the back of the seat in front of her.
Tara sat next to her girlfriend, calmly reading a book. Sitting still never seemed to bother her, but she could tell Willow was having much difficulty. Tara smiled over at her when the man sitting in front of them had turned and given Willow a stern look, apparently her playing with the back of his seat was disturbing him.
"Do you want to read my book?" Tara asked.
"What's it about?" Willow asked.
"It's a lesbian romance novel set in the 15th century," Tara said.
"No thanks," Willow said tapping her feet and looking around.
"Sweetie, you have got to relax," Tara said, "We still have another hour on the plane."
"I can't relax," Willow said, "I've never been so bored in my entire life. Tara I'm going crazy, I need to do something," Willow said pleading with her girlfriend, knowing there was precious little Tara could do to relieve her boredom.
"Give me your laptop," Tara said marking her page in her book and placing it in her carry on bag.
"What for?" Willow asked.
"I want to play a game with you," Tara said smiling.
"I don't really have any two player games on here," Willow said handing the computer to Tara.
"It's more of an imagination game," Tara said turning on the computer and opening Willow's word processing program. She typed for several minutes and then handed the computer to Willow, "Your turn," she said smiling mischievously.
Willow took the computer from Tara, and read the screen in front of her.
I'm laying naked on a bed in front of you, what do you want to do to me?
"Tara," Willow said turning to look at her girlfriend.
"What?" Tara asked innocently.
"Hello," Willow said pointing to the screen in front of her.
"You don't want to play?" Tara asked.
"I do, but..." Willow said glancing around at the other passengers as if they knew exactly what was written on her screen.
"Let me have it," Tara said. She had hoped it would be easier getting Willow to play with her, but clearly she needed more encouragement. Taking the lap top from Willow, Tara again began typing rapidly, occasionally stopping to hide the screen from Willow who kept attempting to peek at it. Several minutes later Tara handed the computer back to Willow.
I'm crawling up the foot of the bed and laying down on top of you. I'm kissing you now and running my hands along your sides. I'm moving my thigh between your legs and pressing into you. I can feel your wetness all over my thigh, so I press harder, encouraging you to grind onto me. I start moving my mouth down your neck, to your collarbone, and finally to your breasts. Your nipples are already hard when my mouth reaches them, but not quite as hard as mine. I take one into my mouth and suck it hungrily. My right hand is traveling down your body, feeling your smooth skin rise in goose bumps as I stroke it. It's moving down to your thigh, grazing over your center lightly. Just enough to make you want more. I move my mouth to your other breast, and suck at it as greedily as I did the first one. Wanting to tease you just a little more I enter you with you two fingers, and then remove them almost completely before thrusting them in again. Your writhing beneath me and my own wetness is pouring out of me. I start thrusting into you harder and faster, and I can feel you clench around my finger, you scream out my name as your orgasm courses through you.
Your turn
Willow looked over at Tara, who sat in her seat smiling innocently. Willow wasn't sure what possessed Tara to start this little game, but she wasn't going to complain about it. Well, maybe she was, there was an ache growing between her legs that was becoming ever more persistent the more she thought about what she'd like to be doing to her girlfriend. Tara finally noticed Willow staring at her, she looked over and gave Willow a grin. Willow looked back at the screen, typed five words, handed the computer to Tara, got up and walked away. Tara watched Willow walk away, confused, and then read what she had written.
Meet me in the bathroom.
Tara looked down the aisle where Willow had walked, and then back at the screen, not sure if she had read it properly, but there it was in black and white on the screen. Okay, so now the game was going just a little bit farther than she had intended. She only wanted to distract Willow with a little sexy talk, not make love to her in the air plane bathroom, but on the other hand, Willow was waiting for her, and she didn't want to disappoint her. People did this kind of thing all the time right? Finally Tara closed the computer, and placed it in it's case and then back under the seat. Standing up and walking down the aisle she went to the bathroom. Knocking quietly on the door.
"Will?"
The door opened, and Willow pulled Tara inside, closing the door, and backing Tara up against it, and capturing her lips, diving her tongue inside her girlfriends mouth. She was about ready to rip open Tara's shirt when Tara took hold of her hands and stopped her.
"Will," Tara said breathing heavily, "I have to go back and sit in my seat, I'm going to need my shirt."
"Oh, right," Willow said extricating her hands and fumbling with the buttons on Tara's top, as they kissed again. Tara wound her hands in Willow's hair as their mouths crashed together. Finally releasing the last button, Willow pushed the shirt off Tara's shoulders and let it land on the floor. She then moved her hands around Tara's back to unclasp her bra. A task that she could easily perform in her sleep and with one hand. Freeing Tara's breasts, she moved her mouth down taking Tara's right nipple into her mouth and sucking it greedily, then gently biting it, before moving the left one. Tara was biting her lip trying to stop herself from crying out. If they had the room Willow would have dropped to her knees, but there just wasn't the space so she had to do the next best thing. She snaked her hand into Tara's skirt, and down in her panties finding the wetness that was waiting there for her. She slid her fingers in between Tara's soft folds stroking her and brushing over her clit, teasing her.
"Willow...Please," Tara begged.
"Someone's eager," Willow said teasing Tara further.
Tara knew Willow well enough to know that she was not done with the torturing, so she took matters into her own hands literally. While Willow was distracted kissing her breasts and teasing her endlessly, she undid the clasp on Willow's jeans, and slid her hand down into Willow's panties, and thrust her fingers deep into her, with no teasing at all. Willow nearly collapsed as Tara's fingers entered her, but the message was received, as she slid two fingers into Tara's opening, and began pumping in out matching the rhythm Tara set. She moved her mouth back up to Tara's to help make it easier not to cry out as their orgasm's ripped through them. They collapsed back onto the door, Willow resting her head on Tara's shoulder and breathing heavily.
"That was a fun game," Willow said, standing up and fastening her jeans.
"I'm glad you liked," Tara said smiling pulling her shirt back on.
"Ready?" Willow asked before opening the door.
"How do I look?" Tara asked, unable to get to the mirror past Willow.
"Beautiful," Willow said placing a chaste kiss on Tara's lips, and she opened the door and they went back to their seats, just in time for the stewardess to make the fasten your seat belts announcements.
"Oh, the flights over," Willow said disappointed.
"A little while ago you couldn't wait for the plane to land," Tara said smiling.
"That was before I discovered how much fun flying can be."
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~Spencer~
"Love is like a roller coaster: When it's good you don't want to get off, and when it isn't, you can't wait to throw up."
But damn no girlfriend
I kinda have this fear of flying but damn that'd so be worth it!! 
When I first read them this 