I guess I made you guys wait a lil too long. Life caught up with me, yanno how it is.
Anyway, I wanna thank everyone who posted, and well.. thank everyone who waited.
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10 ; soulbound
Click, click, click, came the boots down the steps.
A loud thud was heard as Willow's books fell from her arms, and a smirk ruled over Tara's features at the less than subtle movement.
The blonde moved towards the awed Willow with the grace of a cat, a slinking predator after her prey.
``Wow, um.. um.. Tara?`` Willow squeaked, blinking quite hard, and quite a few times.
``Willow,`` she uttered smoothly, husky alto fit with delicious command and control. Click, click, click, went the boots on the landing as she stepped slowly off the stairs, advancing towards the red head with rocking hips.
Slender digits of alabaster hands fastened around Willow's, sliding upwards to put pressure on her inner wrists, and the blonde silently worshipped the thick beating of erratic pulsepoint under her fingers.
``I want you,`` Tara spoke, kicking aside Willow's school books as she pulled her towards her, leading her into the living room with measured backward steps.
``Oh.. ohh..ohhkay,`` Willow whimpered as Tara, in a fluid motion pulled the lithe red head up onto her thigh.
``Do you like it?`` Tara literally purred into Willow's ear, leaning into her to pull the lobe into her mouth. She bit down lightly upon the flesh there, sucking it into her mouth and releasing it with a cool stream of air.
``Y..yes,`` Willow stuttered, slowly getting used to the blatant sexual tension building up in the air around them.
``Good,`` Tara whispered, rapidly turning the girl in her arms and pushing her gently down onto the couch. ``Now let me show you what I got it for.``
The flushed Willow barely had time to nod before Tara advanced on her, straddling her hips and rocking into Willow's pelvis.
She gulped as her fingers graced upon the texture of the leather bound Tara, and a low moan of pleasure was expelled into the air that seemed thick with her own breath.
Tara managed to stay outwardly cool and collected, slow motions becoming rapid until she was dancing along to music she had put on earlier in the background.
Willow allowed her hands to travel across the familiar yet somehow strange contours of the blonde's tightly bound form. Liquid emeralds were rapt with attention upon the moving body, straying ever so often from the intense gaze Tara offered.
Eyes remained open as Tara bent, lips gathering Willow's in a
dominating kiss, slow or fast, hard or soft, she kept complete control.
The intensity of the kiss almost made Willow come on the spot, something about the blonde's gaze had held her eyes open, unable to close, unable to lose herself or battle for control. She was floating somewhere in those oceans, shipwrecked within the large bodies of water Tara's eyes seemed to hold.
Hips ground down upon the now sexually frustrated girl's, movements perfectly timed to the quick beat of the dance music which flooded over them and somehow granted security.
``Tell me what you want Willow,`` Tara explained the game. A smirk lit her features. She was loving this.
``I want you to dance for me,`` Willow replied after a minute, knowing quite well that this would be a long night, and that she should probably save up her energy.
``Dance for you?`` Tara nearly stuttered, but quickly fell back into her role of charming seductress. She could do this.
``All right,`` she agreed, pushing up off of Willow, who instantly regretted her suggestion.
It didn't take long for the blonde to get into the flow of the music, oddly supported by her outfit. Her hips moved fluidly along with the music, shoulders rolling to follow her body with little effort.
Willow watched as the blonde became but a receptacle for the music, transfixed with the freedom of the blonde as the music flew through her at rapid speed, taming the body of the seductress. It was a lot like making love.
Her moves seemed coreographed, her body seemed but a note that came from the music itself. Slowly, Tara gyrated towards her, pulling the girl upwards and into her.
``Follow me,`` Tara whispered in that sultry tone, pulling the red head completely into her.
Their bodies fit like a puzzle, and it wasn't long before they moved as one unit, hands seeking, curving, claiming the body so close to them.
There wasn't an inch between them, not a molecule of air could pass between the girl's as they danced, lost in the melody and motion.
Mouths closed together in hurried kisses, each girl trying to devour the other, each girl trying to be devoured.
Tara dipped her head and took hold of the pulse point upon Willow's neck, latching there with her teeth and mouth as it made love to Willow's pulse.
Slender digits tore at the red head's shirt, the buttons upon it popping in every which way as it was discarded, hands fumbling to unlatch the girl's bra and free her breasts.
Tara's mouth traveled steadily downwards as she took control of Willow, tongue lashing out at a hardened nipple before she took it into her mouth. The other was attended to by a free hand, massaging and caressing the swelled flesh.
Her other hand was steadily working on Willow's pants, pushing her hand into them and instantly plunging her fingers inside the girl, their dancing motions only amplifying the quick yet loving thrusts as Willow tossed her head back, already there, and screamed her release.
Tara however, was not finished. She rode out Willow's orgasm, fingers curling upwards to stroke the girl's inner wall and then jabbing it, other hand traveling from her breast to roll her clit between her fingers.
Another scream departed from Willow's mouth, overcoming the music as she burst into stars, millions of tiny fireworks which played upon the sky neverending. She watched this from the oceans of Tara's eyes, floating there in perfect security and harmony.
Millions of words burned her tongue like tiny flames, all begging to be brought into the world as they burned through her mind like a wild fire, erasing all thought and driving her down deep into the darkness of true serenity.
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Oh.. there will be more.
-Grins evilly.-
This is not over in the least.
-puts her crown on.-
Writing more now.
I'm way into this now.
-Kristi.
Edited by: willowhanded at: 7/19/04 3:12 pm
by WintersDreamer » Sat Jun 12, 2004 10:18 pm 
BWR 
Ok...I really need a 
What the.......
Too many questions and no answers!
ish
Oh man...That was...
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baby, a baby, hehe