Author: Krokador (aka Krash
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Email address: krokador@hotmail.com
Feedback: Yup, yes, ya, please!
Distribution: just ask me first
Rating: NC-17, uh huh, SMUT!
Disclaimer: I don't own either Willow or Tara, sadly.
Summary: In a dark world on the verge of destruction, our two favorite lesbians meet.
Notes: I know I shouldn't be starting stuff before I'm done with askeidevor, but school's being hard on me, and I actually just wanted something I could finish.
This was inspired by someone's dream. I just flipped it to fit in the Kro fantasies. But huge, mega uber thanks to that person for inspiring me
Also, I'm not good at writing first person, and I don't have much experience in the way of writing smut either. But somehow, I felt as if it was needed for this particular piece, and I gave it a try. Any constructive criticism is welcome, I do want to get better at it
Oh, and the ending, well... I dont think it goes against the board rules (nonono, nothign scandalous), but if it does, PM me, I'll change it ASAP.
When The World Comes To An End
The rain's falling in heavy drops over my world. It's one I borrowed for too long not to identify to, anyway. Even if I'm actually as out of place as a metal rumble in the middle of a butterfly garden. The cry and pain of the average population are deafened by the large composite walls surrounding the empire. The life on the other side, which was a matter of survival not that long ago, is now all about getting inside. There's war, there's bloodshed and there's death and sickness. Yet, I've seen a lot of people cross the border already, in the opposite way, to escape this artificial world. The insanity of the strict life from Inside.
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There was no place for being different. Human kind's elite, protected by slaves from the world of revolution that's so close, yet so far from us. They'll let you go out, but never back in. But then this one day was different. An unchipped being, one that had been out since the very beggining, when the war had started, had managed to get in. Everyone was on duty, looking everywhere for the intruder. And I didn't know if I really wanted to look for him – it was probably a rambo-type guy, covered in scars: not my fancy. And I was supposed to act as a lure, for information, because they used to say that I'm every sane man's dream woman. Flawed opinion much? Or just an easy way to find an excuse to get rid of me.
I'm gay, and that's enough to be kicked out of here with studded boots, whenever they have just one proof. Until they found out, I just went about, trying to be careful, hoping I wouldn't have to turn off a guy, ever… Observing, spying, the kind of stuff I don't really like doing, but it's kept me alive. I'm pretty sure out there, outside these walls, I'd just be a prey to my own fears, being absolutely worth nothing. Yes, that scares me.
It was pouring down on my head, the water was prickling down on my body, making my hair damp, my shirt stick to me, and my feet splash in my shoes. But the feeling of purity, water, the one and only element of nature that I still could touch, washing away all of the awkwardness that the life here feeds us, it did not bother me one minute. I'd rather enjoy it than run for cover and leave my spot, risking my superiors being happy that I disobeyed orders.
I had just spotted her, casually leaning on the wall, hands in her pockets, and I think she was looking at me. Her red hair was sticking to her face, framing her tired features perfectly. I tried not to stare at her, I really tried, but the glance we shared made me lose any control on the free will I might've had. She was just so beautiful, with a smile so bright that it sent shivers of anticipation through my whole body. I felt like I had just found the meaning of my life, in front of me, after all those years living in this gray metallic world felt like a distant past.
I don't know how long we've looked at each other like that. I was debating walking up to her. If I was watched by cameras, all I had to say was that I suspected her to be the unchipped person. But what if's were rumbling around in my brain, and she was finally the one to move. She looked around, apparently checking if anyone was watching her, then started walking calmly towards me. Here moves were graceful, though hindered by her clingy clothes, but it didn't prevent me from being completely mesmerized by her radiance.
I suddenly had to jerk out of whatever places my mind had taken me when I heard a loud splash coming from her direction. She had fallen in the pond separating us! I ran towards her as fast as I could, wanting to help her out, but I slipped and found myself immersed in the cold water as well. We both swam to the edge and looked at each other, then drowned into a burst of laughter that I never thought two strangers could share together. It felt as if we were old friends, and that didn't feel wrong at all. The moment passed, I realized she was no longer in the water with me. I lifted my head up, to see her hand waiting for me to take it, so I could get out myself. So I took it, she lifted me out of the water, with a strength I thought was quite impressive for her size, our bodies only separated by a few inches after the motion, and then we froze in place. She still had this bright smile, but now with a bit of a concerned expression. "You okay?" she asked me, softly squeezing the hand I still had in hers. I looked down at our hands, then let go and smiled shyly, while nodding. "I'll be all right, thanks. I w-was already wet anyw-way." I assured her. She lifted her right hand up to my shoulder and squeezed it softly. Then, all of a sudden, it seemed as if she was trying to steady herself with just this small contact. It was my turn to show her a worried frown.
She fell on me. I barely managed to catch her before her knees hit the ground. I knelt down right away, to try and make her more comfortable, and so it would be easier for me to support her weight. She coughed painfully, and I hugged her on impulse, not knowing what her reaction would be, but not caring at all at this right moment. Her coughing stopped, as she leant into the hug, and it felt as if I was holding a kid who had lost her mommy, which in a kind of way, was probably the case. I think she was crying, or sobbing, as her body shook a little, but it could have been the cold too.
I didn't have time to analyze which it was though, a beeping on my belt scared both of us, and made her fall on her butt, away from me. I gave her an apologetic smile and reached down to the device that kept resounding loudly. My brain read the letters, but I never really knew what was written on it. All I remember was looking down at the device, then to the redheaded girl, and going back and forth a few times. I think she noticed that something was wrong, but the eyes that were stuck on me couldn't have been the ones of someone who was planning to run away, at all.
"Yes" she finally said, shaking me out of my sudden incredulous state. "I, I'm the one you're searching for, the unchipped being." She swallowed, waiting for my reaction, apparently fearing it. I shut down the device and put it back on my belt, then walked to her, lending my hand out to her to help her up. She took it, uncertainty drawn on her face, to a point where it made my own heart hurt. She held onto me for a moment after I lifted her up, and then looked in my eyes, her hand still in mine. I tried to look reassuring, I tried not to scare her away, I tried to think rationnally but reason wasn't going to be of any help right there. "D-don't worry, you're s-safe with me."
Her smile lighted up again, and this time I felt the warmth run through my whole body. She looked so strong, yet so weak. She was gazing at me, and there were so many things I wanted to say, I wanted to tell her how she made me feel, in this world of stone, I wanted to show her how the touch of her skin in my hand felt more real than my whole life up to now.
"So, you're not going to turn me in?" She finally asked, hopeful. I shook my head softly, staring into her emerald eyes, while thinking about how she actually "turned me on". I think she noticed that, and a sexy grin crawled on her lips as she leant into me a little, and then hugged me tightly. I was at first surprised by the gesture, getting close to other people wasn't a fashion in our world, and so getting a hug from a perfect stranger felt kinda weird at first, but after a moment it started feeling oh so damn right that I hugged back just as tightly, as if I was holding onto life itself.
The sound of gun fire broke us apart, as we both stumbled backwards and almost fell on our respective butts. Fear was apparent on her face, but there was also some kind of… excitement? I couldn't tell what exactly it was, and didn't have the time to analyze the situation further. She suddenly dove on me and pinned me to the ground as gun rifles whistled through the air just above us. Our breasts were crushed against each other, and despite the critical situation we were in, all I could think about was how I would love to feel her hands on my bare skin. She just completely had me under her spell.
The chain of events that followed still feel like a blur in my mind. First she dragged me up, and then we ran off until our feet couldn't bring us any further. The rain was pouring down, we were completely soaked, and all we could find to protect ourselves was a breach in the city walls. I had never gone to that part of the city before. All the buildings were collapsed, the ground was uneven, and there were no lights above our heads. The view was sort of depressing. But the redhead that had me running with her made it all look like paradise. When we finally stopped, we both leant on our side of the wall and looked at each other, panting, and I saw some kind of sparkle in her eyes as she stared at me with this grin she had a while earlier.
"I'm… Willow" she managed between two deep intakes of breathe, keeping her gaze on me the whole time. But instead of feeling uneasy and awkward, as I usually did when being stared at, I found myself gazing back at her, and actually enjoying the view I had of her body. "I-i'm T-Tara… thanks for… saving my life" I let out, trying to find my breathe, my heart pounding in my ears loudly. She took a few steps forward, and then just basically rammed into me, putting her hands on the wall on both sides of my head, her body so deadly close to me, her breathe tingling my skin, and her eyes shining with lust and… love? "You have a choice here, Tara" she whispered softly, the fingers of her right hand now tracing my jawbone lazily. "Let me go, or let me take you with me."
I swallowed hard, even if I had nothing to swallow. She was millimeters away from me, and my whole body was screaming for me to kiss her, and take her, and let her do whatever she wanted with me. Then the rational part of my mind reminded me that if I did anything with her there, I'd obviously be discovered by the heads of the city. And kicked out, one way or the other. If not killed. But then, it would be a happy death, wouldn't it?
She looked at me as if she knew exactly what was going on in my mind, and brought her hand to cup my cheek lovingly. I nearly melted right there under her touch. I finally decided to throw to hell that artificial life I had and kissed her. With all I had to give, all my love, all my life. I put it all into that kiss.
She responded by deepening the kiss, letting her left hand roam down my body as she pressed herself into me. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and pulled her closer, noticing how she was shivering, and how cold I was myself, despite the heat that had built up between us. She pulled back slightly and smirked, before taking off her own shirt and then kissing me again, tucking on my shirt with her left hand. "You'll be better… without… wet clothes… on" she managed between kisses, her hand crawling under the clingy material and brushing against my skin, sending shivers of pleasure through my body, as I moaned to the touch. I did as she asked, breaking the kiss to remove my wet shirt and then planting my lips on hers again, as she smiled and slid her hands up my wet skin towards my back slowly, the sensuality of the touch making my knees feel weak. If she fumbled with my bra, I didn't even notice, I just knew that we were now both standing half-naked in front of each other, hardly breathing, staring in the depth of each other's eyes and just wanting this moment to last forever. Well, I wanted it to last forever.
Her hand was brushing my hair softly, tucking it behind my ear, her motion painfully slow. I wanted her, right there, yet I wasn't able to uter a word, or move on my own. I think she understood though, because she suddenly pressed her body against mine and before I could even let out a moan, she kissed me deeply, pushing her tongue into my mouth, muting the sounds that escaped from me to a low groan. She had me pinned to the wall, her thigh pushing between my legs slightly, as her hands roamed along the shapes of my body as if she was holding the most precious thing in the world. I couldn't help but shudder at the touch, bringing my own hands to the back of her neck and rubbing her soft skin, desperatly wanting more contact. She started kissing down my chin, then to my neck, gently sucking and nibbling on my skin and eliciting loud moans from me.
The feelings are imprinted in my mind forever, just how her tongue traced small patterns on my collarbone, her fingers drawing circles on my stomach, getting nearer from my breast every second, just how her moist breathe tingled and made me feel like I was in a totally different world. All the memories are replaying in my head.
She rubbed her palm on one of my breast, grazing my nipple with her thumb, sucking harder on my shoulder as she did so. She then licked her way back up to my mouth to kiss me again. Her free hand was carressing my side when she took my nipple between her fingers, intensifying the kiss as she did so, stealing a loud groan from me, one I was even surprised to hear coming from myself. I ran my hands down her back slowly, and then traced the edge of her pants with the tip of my fingers, bringing them together in front of her, imediately proceeding to untie the belt that was holding her pants up, well, try, because the way she rubbed my breast just sent my brain other places, almost preventing me from remembering how to untie knots. I still somehow managed to get her pants down, and realized she was wearing absolutely no underwear, probably because of the fugitive life. She stepped out of the piece of clothing without breaking the kiss, her left hand now at work on my other nipple while her right hand was tracing the same line on the edge of my pants I had traced on her body just a minute earlier. Her delicate fingers successfully unbuttoned my pants in just a couple seconds, while she lowered her mouth to my other breast and sucked on my now hardened nipple. It felt so good I shivered with pleasure, exhaling loudly as I brought my hand to her butt and squeezed lightly.
When I finally got out of my pants and underwear, she put her hands around my waist and pulled me back to the other wall and made me turn so I would lean my back into her. Her right hand then worked its way down until she reached the side of my thigh as her left hand crawled up to my breast. She then proceeded to rubbing my crotch, in such a sensual way I would have collapsed to the ground if she hadn't been holding me. She kept inching closer and closer from my demanding core, running her other hand all over my body, at times posing over my breast to steal growls of pleasure from the mouth I had long lost control over. Then a loud gasp came out from the deepest recess of my soul as she rubbed her thumb over my clitoris slowly, her other fingers dipping into the wetness below. She then brought her now wet fingers up to the nub and started rubbing in circles. I bucked my hips at that right moment, desperate for more contact, and effectively pushed my ass into Willow's core, winning a low, guttural growl from her as she kissed my neck lovingly, keeping the work on my body up with her two master hands. Willow hands…
She started rubbing herself on me, our movements falling exactly in sync, every single shiver seemingly calculated to make us feel even more pleasure, love. Everything faded to a blur as she quickened her pace rubbing my clit, I felt my whole body clenching against her fingers as she wrapped her other hand around my waist and pulled me as close as I could ever be to someone. And then I came, we came together. The waves of pleasure shaking us both so hard that when it subsided, when the climax was over, we both collapsed to the cold ground.
I snuggled into her arms. We were no longer soaked, we were sweating. The sun was setting somewhere in the horizon, something I hand't seen before. A beautiful phenomenon I wished I would see again, with the woman of my life, the one who was holding me tightly, the one that had made me realize the world I was living in wasn't the right one for me. I turned my head towards her and kissed her softly, enjoying the stroke of her fingers on my arm just as much as I had enjoyed the master work of her hands just a couple minutes earlier. It felt so good, so right. "I love you."
Why is the world such a complicated thing?
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I woke up this morning here, alone. I'm watching my world again. Giving it one last glance. I put my clothes back on, they had time to dry since yesterday. My tears aren't drying up. I know she's somewhere. Out there. And no matter what I'll have to face, this warm rain will be my guide, this feeling will be my hope. The memory of her arms around me is still so vivid in my mind. I know they'll try to find me. But I'll find her first. From now on, Willow is my world, and they can hunt me all they want, they can kill me. If I'm by her side, I'll die happy.
(and in my case its usually a huge spot 
