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Same disclaimer as before, but this part will be NC17.
Chapter 24.
Xander, Faith Buffy all slowly made it back to the dorms, the two girls struggling to support their floppy haired friend after his fainting escapades.
Buffy unlocked the door and Xander dropped onto the bed, face down.
“Phew, that was quite a trek!” he enthused.
“Girl!” Buffy mouthed to Faith over his shoulder, pointing at Xander. Faith couldn’t help but giggle; they were both just so funny.
After a few minutes Xander managed to pull himself up, and sat against the headboard, giving Buffy room to sit with him. Faith sat on the chair opposite, in no hurry to squish with new people on a bed.
“So..er…sorry about that back there, the fainting thing,” Xander said, ashamed.
Buffy smiled forgivingly at him. “How long, I mean, when did you find out?” he asked, “about Tara and Willow?”
Buffy looked down at her friend and smiled knowingly,
“I could hardly believe it either when I figured it out, it took walking in on them making out to really get it,” she admitted. “It was just a couple of days ago, but I didn’t tell you because they swore me to secrecy, wanted to tell everyone themselves.”
“Everyone meaning me,” Xander replied, bitterly.
“Yeah, well,” Faith interjected, “they hardly needed to tell me, I was kept up all night by Tara screaming Willow’s name!”
Xander eyes glazed over as he lapsed back into his fantasy about naked Willow and corseted Tara. Shaking his head, he crashed back into reality.
“Xander, are you ok?” Buffy asked, assuming that his shaking of the head was in response to some dizziness or another after effect of the fainting.
“Mmmm, yeah, sure I’m fine.”
“He was thinking about Willow and Tara having sex again, he did that when he fainted, I could hear him moaning,”
“Faith, I was not!” he yelled, although his blushing face proved otherwise.
“Are you sure you’re ok?” Buffy asked, still not quite sure.
“I’m ok,” Xander stated, calming down, “I just really want to talk to Tara and Willow. They must think I’m totally wigged after tonight.”
“I don’t think its best if you go so soon,” suggested Faith, “They’ll be…”
“Whoa, Faith, I think Xander’s heard quite enough of your Tara/Willow sex stories,” Buffy interrupted, grinning. She was really going to have a chat with Faith, and find out some gossip. Plus, she’d get to chat with Faith.
“Yeah, Faith, I’m going. They won’t mind, I’m sure our friendships more important than…” he audible gulped, “them having sex. Are you coming with?”
Faith nodded and gathered her stuff. They said their goodbyes to Buffy, and then left for Tara’s block of dorms.
Willow and Tara walked home hurriedly, after leaving the Bronze. They would walk a few paces, as fast as they could, and then stop in shop doorways and make out passionately. They were on the home stretch, just passing the espresso pump, when Tara pulled Willow by the hand into the doorway. The redhead smiled to herself, knowing that this meant she was about to feel her girl’s luscious full lips against hers once again The blonde pulled her closer and kissed her with passion, her hands running over Willow’s back. Willow moaned into the kiss as Tara’s hands swept up her sides to reach her breasts. It was such a thrill knowing that they were in the street, where people could see them, and that nobody that mattered could catch them; everybody knew now. Tara’s hand playfully stroked Willow’s right breast, her thumb reaching to circle her erect nipple. The blonde pulled back from the kiss, breathless, and murmured, “I’ve been waiting to do this all night.”
“Me too,” Willow agreed readily, “Goddess, Tara, I want you so bad.”
Tara smiled at the desperation that she heard in her lover’s voice, and then pulled her by the hand back into the street. Seeing the dorms looming straight ahead, she looked at Willow and said one thing.
“Run!”
The two girls finally made it back to the dorms, after sprinting down the main street. Laughing, they ran up the stairs and down the corridor until they reached Tara’s room. The blonde’s hand fumbled in her bag for her key, as Willow ran languid kisses up and down her sensitive neck. Finally grasping the key, she slipped it into the lock, moaning as Willow sucked on her pulse point, and they fell though the door.
Slamming it behind them, Willow pushed Tara back up against the door, her hands running all over her clothed body. Stepping away, she reached for the hem of Tara’s blouse and pulled it up over her head. Next she unzipped Tara’s skirt at the back and it dropped to the floor, leaving her in just her underwear and boots. Dropping to her knees, Willow unzipped the boots and removed each one with care. Looking up and smiling at Tara, she reached up for the edge of her panties and pulled those down too, while Tara removed her bra.
Willow stood up and kissed Tara just once, before the blonde also divested her of her clothes. Finally the two of them were naked, and they stumbled over to the bed before falling onto it. Willow landed on top, and immediately began to place soft kisses all over any part of exposed skin she could find. Which was all of it. She began to lightly kiss Tara’s neck once again, he tongue peeking between her lips to lightly lick the smooth skin. Tara moaned into the action and moved her head to one side to give Willow more room, a invitation that she eagerly accepted.
Slowly she began to kiss her way down her throat, to her chest. Kissing all around her breasts, she finally reached Tara’s firm nipples, but merely placed a quick peck on each one. Tara groaned in frustration as Willow moved to kiss her sides, and the redhead looked up at her teasingly.
“Please,” Tara begged. Her lover had no option but to comply; she hastily moved back up the blonde’s body and latched her lips onto Tara’s left nipple, her fingers coming up to roll and rub the neglected nub. Once again, Tara moaned, and arched her back to try and get Willow to take more of her breast into her mouth. Willow gently tugged on the engorged nipple with her teeth, before kissing it once more and leaving it to move down Tara’s body. The blonde was breathing heavily now, a fine sheen of sweat covering her body. She wanted so much to return the action, but she knew that she was so turned on that she couldn’t move right now.
Willow licked her way down Tara’s tummy, dipping her tongue into her navel on the way, and finally reached downy light brown curls. There was no room for embarrassment on Tara’s part, as she parted her legs and invited Willow into her centre.
The redhead licked her lips in anticipation, and then reached forward to separate Tara’s lips with her tongue. Willow was as turned on as Tara; the combination of the dance, the walk home, and seeing her girl in such a state of arousal had done crazy things to her body. Shifting her hips slightly, she positioned herself so that her centre was over Tara’s firm thigh, and began to rub herself on it, as her tongue stroked through Tara’s slick centre.
Tara could feel Willow’s arousal on her leg, as she felt herself escalating towards her orgasm with every stroke of Willow’s tongue. She wanted them to come together, though; she thought that Willow deserved it just as much as she did for waiting all night. Gathering all of her will power, she suddenly moaned,
“Stop.”
Willow did just that and looked up at Tara with eyes full of tears.
“What is it? Did I do something wrong?” she said, as she moved back up Tara’s body, “did I hurt you? Oh baby, I’m so sorry, I never meant to hurt you,” she babbled worriedly. Tara smiled a cute lop-sided grin at her girl, while catching her breath.
“No, my love, you didn’t hurt me…in fact, far from it! I just, I want us to come together, and I had an idea,” she said gently. She was the worried expression on Willow’s face dissipate, and turn into a grin which could only be described as naughty.
“What did you have in mind, my love?” she asked, her voice low. For the first time, Tara was embarrassed. How could she explain this?
“I want you back...doing what you were doing. But I want to do the same for you, at the same time. Do you get what I mean?” she asked, hoping beyond hope that Willow would. The redhead nodded and scooted back down her love’s body, until she reached her centre. She carefully repositioned herself so that her own centre was over Tara, hoping that she would be able to reach.
Her question was answered when she felt Tara’s tongue reach forward into the wetness between her thighs, and she returned the action.
Tara was practically giddy with pleasure; tasting Willow while she did the same to her was pure perfection. Her hands reached up to Willow’s hips and pulled them down slightly, so that she could make contact with the bundle of nerves that she knew was throbbing in anticipation just as hers was.
Willow felt Tara’s lips close around her clit, and returned the action. Her tongue placed firm strokes across, from side to side, giving Tara the friction she needed. She felt Tara’s lips enclose her pearl and began to suck and had to swallow a groan deep inside of her. She too covered Tara’s clit with her lips and began to suck, lightly at first, and then with more pressure. The blonde’s hips were bucking upwards; as she felt her own push down to meet Tara’s motions.
There was nothing else in the world but them, at that moment. Tara felt her orgasm approaching and instinctively knew that Willow’s was too. She sucked harder on Willow’s centre, and stroked just inside her opening with her fingers, as she felt the first waves of pleasure wash over her.
They came simultaneously, both thrusting forward to meet tongues, and lips, and fingers, and pushing down the urge to cry out.
Slowly, the room came back into focus, and Willow rolled off from on top of Tara.
“Oh…my…Goddess,” she said, between deep breathes.
Tara nodded at her girlfriend in agreement, unable to speak yet. Finally catching her breath, she reached for her girlfriend and said,
“I’ve never felt anything quite like that,”
“Me neither,” agreed Willow, before moving up into Tara’s welcoming arms. They snuggled together and kissed lightly, tasting themselves on the others lips.
Their sense of tranquillity was rudely interrupted by a loud knocking on the door.
Tara’s eyes grew wide with surprise; she just knew who it was.
“Xander!” she mouthed at Willow, before jumping from the bed. She grabbed their clothes and they both quickly dressed, as they heard Xander say through the door,
“Tara, Willow, I really need to speak to you.”
Pulling on her blouse, Tara ran over to the window and opened it, willing the scent of their lovemaking to disperse. Willow picked up some of Tara’s books and placed them on the bed, to look as though they had been studying.
All of this took about ten seconds, and then they opened the door.
“Hey Xander, Faith,” Tara acknowledged, as they saw the brunette wave and step into her own room.
“We were just studying.” Willow said, gesturing to the books.
“Studying what; biology?!” they heard Faith call from her doorway.
“Yeah and Willow…why is you shirt on inside out exactly?” Xander asked an amused expression on his face.
“Er,…uh…erm,” Willow struggled for an answer and, unable to find one, shrugged her shoulders in reply.
Xander laughed. “Is it ok if I come in and talk to you guys for a minute, I won’t keep you long,” he said, winking at Willow.
They stepped through the doorway and sat on the bed, Xander on the chair opposite.
“I just wanted to apologise for earlier,” he said, looking at his feet awkwardly.
“Me too,” admitted Tara, “we never should have sprung it on you like that.”
“Well, I just wanted you to know that I’m totally ok with it, completely happy for the two of you,” he enthused, his trademark goofy grin making a reappearance. “I just want to know one thing.” Tara motioned for him to continue. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner, like when Buffy found out?”
Willow giggled to herself, unsure how to explain to Xander. She realised that she would have to do it, as Tara would be far too embarrassed.
“Well, you see Xander, we were both a little unsure…this is pretty new to us…and when Buffy found out…well walked in and saw us anyway…we were a bit worried about…um, your hormones…being a guy and all…and we both felt a little uneasy…cos if u knew you might have certain…thoughts.”
Xander immediately blushed, knowing full well that they had been right; he couldn’t stop the fantasies from appearing in his head. Tara noticed and smiled nervously at him.
“Ok, well, I guess that’s a valid point,” he said, embarrassed. “So, now I know, and you know that I’m really ok with all of this, I’m gonna head home. It’s late so you guys probably want to, uh, get to…bed.”
The girls nodded, and said goodbye. As soon as the door shut behind him, they both collapsed into uncontrollable giggles.
“That was so close, he so knew what we were doing!” exclaimed Willow.
“Yeah I know, you didn’t really help with the whole unable-to-dress-properly thing,” Tara laughed.
“He does seem ok with it, though,” the redhead said, calming down.
“But I think we were right, did you see his face when you said about the…fantasies?”
“Mmm hmmm,” Willow agreed, sitting next to Tara and softly kissing her on the cheek. “Eurgh, I’m still all hot and sweaty from before. Nasty Xander Harrison ruining our fun and making us get dressed!”
Tara grinned at Willow, she loved it when she was all grumbly, it was so cute.
“Ah, well, maybe you should take your clothes right off again?” she suggested.
“Well, you know, I think I quite need a shower,” Willow flirted in return, “care to join me?”
“Oh yes,” Tara agreed breathlessly, as she stood and reached for Willow’s hand. “I like that idea very much.”
In the next room, Faith lay in bed, listening to music quietly. She could hear Willow and Tara giggling though the thin walls, and smiled to herself. Things went quiet for a while, and then she heard the audible click of the door, and the girls re-entering the room. Hearing them laugh, and those laughs turn into loud moans and groans, she turned her music up a little louder and turned over.
she thought, with a smile once again appearing on her face.
TBC
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