Disclaimer: All characters – and the show “Buffy The Vampire Slayer” are all the property of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. This story is merely my interpretation of how the storyline should have gone – as well as filling in some of the blanks…
Warning: Things will be getting steamy in this chapter – NC-17
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Chapter Thirteen
Tara was excited and nervous all at once…
She leaned over and pursed her lips, gently blowing out the candle…
Tara placed the candle on her desk as Willow reached out and placed her hands on the curves of Tara’s hips, pulling her into the waiting embrace. She leaned in, pressing her lips against Tara’s…enjoying every taste, every touch…easing her back towards the bed.
Willow-hand slid up underneath Tara’s top…slowly making it’s way along her midsection.
“Mmmm…” A gutteral moan escaped Tara’s mouth as she felt the smooth, soft hand glide up her torso. Her body was burning…throbbing…like never before…
Willow reacted to the moan, feeling a rush of energy flow through her, as if her whole body was tingling and on fire, all at the same time…she moved her lips down the creamy white skin on the nape of Tara’s neck, kissing…licking…gently nibbling…
“Off…” Willow said breathlessly…sliding Tara’s blouse up over her head…
The moonlight hit Tara … and for the first time, Willow saw her form…not hidden behind a peasant top…or a sweater…or anything….just Tara. The sight took her breath away, and tears started to well up in her eyes…
She was gorgeous…more than that…she was the most beautiful woman that Willow had ever seen…and this woman loved her! Willow Rosenberg…the geek…’old reliable’…the computer nerd… How could she ever be good enough for this wonderful creature?
“Baby?” Tara said, noticing the tears in Willow’s eyes…”Are you okay?” she said…enveloping the petite red-head in her slender arms.
“Tara…I never… well, I did with Oz…but it’s not like you and I …and I want to make this so special…and I want everything to be perfect…and I’m not…perfect, that is…
Tara pressed her lips against Willow’s – stopping her mid-babble… cupping her chin…Emerald to Sapphire….
“Baby…I love you…you are perfect to me…”
“I love you, Tara…always…”
Tara unbuttoned the front of Willow’s shirt…one by one…exposing the perfect skin underneath. She placed both hands on Willow’s taut stomach…delighting in the softness of it…moving her lips to hers…devouring hungrily like a starving animal…tongues encircling each other…hot and wet. Slowly, she unsnapped Willow’s jeans – sliding her hands down her hips…pushing them to the floor. Willow stepped the rest of the way out of them…Tara laid down on the bed…reaching out for Willow…their hands entwined.
Willow eased herself down onto Tara’s chest, and for the first time – they could feel each other’s bodies against one another…the feeling was exquisite.
She managed to get Tara’s skirt off relatively easily…
More…have to have more…feel her all over my body…I want her all…
Willow awkwardly fumbled around…trying to unlatch the back of Tara’s bra…
Geezus, Rosenberg…you unhook your own every day – what is your problem? Come on! Wait…just a little bit there…Got it!
Willow arched back, starting just above Tara’s belly button…tracing a small line of curves up towards her chest…kissing the supple mounds of flesh before her…Tara gasped as she took the erect nipple into her mouth…alternately sucking and fluttering her tongue over it so lightly…teasing it into oblivion…
The heat was welling up in Tara…she could feel the slickness in between her legs…just as Willow placed her thigh between them.
Willow could feel Tara…could feel the hot wetness moving across her thigh as she rode it…grinding…she wanted to taste it…
“Wil-low…Mmmmm…”
The throbbing between Willow’s own legs was becoming unbearable…
In one smooth motion, she eased herself to the foot of the bed, taking Tara’s ankle into her hand…kissing the inside of the sweet spot…working her way steadily up the calf, the thigh…she could smell the soft muskiness eminating from Tara’s center…it was intoxicating…
“Oh god, yes…” Tara moaned…
Finally…the moment she had been waiting for…Tara instinctively spread her legs, wrapping them around Willow, drawing her into her love…
“I want …”
Willow knew what she wanted…as she descended onto the soft curls awaiting her. Her tongue gently traced Tara’s lips, teasing her ever so slightly…and then moving in to her center…the taste! It was like nothing Willow had ever experienced…it was like the nectar of the gods…there was nothing better! She carefully lapped all of the sticky juice up…sliding her tongue up to what she had been waiting for…circling Tara’s engorged clit with her tongue…
“Willow…yes! Oh god, yes…don’t stop…” Tara gasped.
Finally, she moved in for the kill….fluttering her tongue across her clit, and then, taking it completely into her waiting mouth…suckling contently…surely, this was Heaven.
“Yes, baby, yes!” Tara frantically reached down searching for a way to pull her closer…reaching her head…pulling her into her…just as Willow entered her…slowly moving Willow-hand in and out…all while paying special attention to her throbbing center…
The juices were flowing over her chin as she clung hungrily to Tara…faster…harder…until Tara body erupted into a series of spasms…coming all over Willow’s face…
“Wil-low!!!!” Tara moaned…
Willow slowly removed her fingers…sliding up to her new love – never breaking contact with the silky smooth body underneath her. Tara was shaking with after shocks… Willow snuggled in next to her, wrapping her arms around her. When she got closer, she could see that the beautiful blonde was crying…
“Shhh…baby…oh my god…did I hurt you? I’m so sorry…I just thought that…” she planted tiny kisses all over Tara’s face…
“No!” Tara reassured…”No…not ever…I j-just…I’ve never felt like this before…”
Neither one had noticed that the lovers were currently hovering about two feet above the bed…
“Neither have I…I just can’t even explain it…Tara…I love you so much…”
Just then, Willow realized where the two of them were….
“Holy…what the? This has so not ever happened before…Tara…we’re floating! Above the bed like! Floating! Maybe somebody cast a spell on us or…”
“Shhh…” Tara said, laying a finger across Willow’s pouty red lips. She knew now that what she had suspected all along was true…Willow was her soul mate…the missing part of her soul…and she, Willow’s…for only when a soul was truly complete, would it rise towards the heavens without casting…
“It’s magick…” Tara whispered…planting soft kisses in the sweet spot behind her lover’s ear…
It was Willow’s turn….
To Be Continued…later tonight.
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