NEW FIC: The Sex Journals

[Washi]

the big pineapple: Thanks for reading! Am I really worth all those sthuds and drools? I sure hope so. Yep, Anya still has the Jounrla, in fact,, she's gonna read an entry right after these replies that's gonna explain what happened the day Buffy got shot. Hope you enjoy.



Christine: Of course anya's in trouble, but she is Tara's best friend in a way, and I'm sure everything ill work out ok, eventually.



gillidan: Thanks for reading! Hell yeah, I want a new house too. But, I kinda need someone to share it with. Or it's not fun.



Willster: I'm glad ya liked it! There's more coming up, but this next hapter isn't smut. It's a way to tie up lose ends.



AmberAlysonlover: Gotta love the blessing ritual! I do.



Natti: Here it is, be happy and don't make me get mad or no more updates! Glad you've enjoyed the start of it.



Update coming up right now! And I do mean now!

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

[Washi]

TITLE: THE SEX JOURNALS 4/?

AUTHOR: Washi (ZWS)

EMAIL: washi70s@yahoo.fr

RATING: NC-17 baby!

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own the characters, Joss does or whoever. If I owned them, do you really think I would let season 6 happen? And why the hell would I be writing this?

So yeah, all belongs to Joss, ME etc...

SPOILERS: Up to the first thirty minutes of “Seeing Red”. The rest is just crap IMHO.

TIMELINE and NOTES: This is set about two years after the first thirty minutes of “Seeing Red”. Tara doesn’t get ‘shot accidentally.’ She’s happy and alive here. Buffy was shot, but she lived and the three nerds are in jail. Xander and Anya got back together after a while, and finally they got married. Dawn is in college. You’ll get details of all these events as the “Journal” will reveal many things.

PAIRING: Duh, W/T, X/A, Buffy’s single, and Dawn isn’t exactly in a serious relationship. She’s kinda playing.

FEEDBACK: I love it, I live for it, either here or by email, although here is better.

ARCHIVE: Wherever, just let me know first.

THANKS: To all the naughty Kittens in the chat and smut authors who inspire me. Thanks to tkheaven for one of our chats where we thought of Anya finding something about our girls. Something more detailed I mean.

OTHER THANKS: To Alyson Hannigan and Amber Benson who gave spirit to these wonderful characters! You girls rock my world!

ANGST? WHAT ANGST? Maybe minor stuff, but nothing to be worried about.

AUTHOR’S NOTES: This is the first time I write smut, so if you like it, let me know! Also, encouragement and ideas r cool with me, but these (the ideas) have to reach me by email. Also, I’m still writing “The Hidden Land Of Pain” but this one should be updated more regularly because smut is fun to write! Also, I don’t have a beta for this, so all mistakes are mine.

EXTRA NOTES FOR THIS UPDATE: This update doesn't contain smut. It contains some sweetness, a tiny sliver of angst, and happiness, lots of it. Hope you like it, It's just a chapter to tie up lose ends, to explain stuff. And this one is exclusively for my chat buddies, who know who they are!



Thoughts are in <>. Journal entries are in italic. Thoughts in Journal entries are between ‘ ’.





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In Xander’s apartment, sleep had been there for a couple of hours. The flat was quiet except for Xander’s soft snoring. He had fulfilled Anya’s requests, and he was exhausted. Anya however, wasn’t sleeping yet. She slipped out of bed and sat in the kitchen, and after making herself a cup of coffee, dug the journal again and began leafing through it.



“Kisses, afternoon quickie, wait, a three hour quickie! That’s a longie! How long do those two last! My god! More kisses, ohh, tongue! A quickie in the kitchen, another one in the basement, “a long night of sensual lovemaking” as Tara says.” she enumerated, while flipping the pages. “Oh! This one is from after Warren shot Buffy. Let’s see.”



I can’t believe all that’s happened these last days. I know this is supposed to be our sex journal, but I needed to record the story somewhere, and it seemed appropriate. The first part was great, but then, everything fell apart in a way. It was the third day since I came back to Willow when tragedy struck.

Buffy found the evil Trio last night and smashed Warren’s power balls. But he got away. She did catch Jonathan and the blonde guy, and they’re in prison right now. But Warren got away, and we didn’t think he’d try to kill Buffy.

We were upstairs in our room, getting dressed after almost three days of staying pretty much in bed. I remember every word Willow said that morning, it was sweet, a new beginning for us. We teased each other about being dressed, and we kissed, a sweet loving kiss. We then hugged, and I saw Xander outside. He and Buffy were talking about their fight. Everything was right in my world again. I had Willow, my family was getting back together, except for Anya, everything was pretty much perfect. That is until Warren decided to ruin it all.

We were just standing there, in our room, near the window, talking about Xander and Buffy, and me moving back when we heard Warren and the first shot. Warren’s words will forever be etched to my mind.



“You think you can just do that to me? That I'd let you get away with it? Think again!”



Willow pushed me down as we heard the four other bullets, all making their way to the side of the house.



“Oh my goddess, what the heck was that!” Willow said, getting up slowly and looking through the window.



I got up too and raced to her when I saw her face pale.



‘I don’t like this, this can’t be happening. This is such a great day for all of us! This isn’t happening!’ I kept saying in my head over and over.



I looked outside and saw Buffy lying on the ground, blood spluttering through her sweat shirt with Xander by her side, his face chalk white, trying to make her reply. I felt dizzy, and I looked at Willow for support.

Willow’s eyes were watery, but her resolve face was on. She looked at me, and I nodded, and we ran downstairs. She grabbed the phone on her way out and quickly dialed 911. She explained everything to the person she was talking with, and hung up, telling me the ambulance was on its way. We went outside, and I looked at Buffy.

Her eyes were unfocused, and she was loosing a lot of blood. Looking at the wound, I found that it was on her shoulder, and that her unfocused look was probably from the blood waste. The bullet couldn’t have hit a major organ.

Xander looked at me, his eyes pleading.



“Tara, do you think you can do something? Anything, maybe get the bullet out?”



I looked at Willow who was trying to talk to Buffy through her tears. Yet, I couldn’t lie.



“Xander, I don’t know in what angle the bullet is. It looks like it didn’t hit any vital organs, but if I try to get it out, if I’m strong enough that is, I could tear more tissues. We just have to wait a few minutes. And pray.”



Willow looked at me, her eyes wet.



“Tara’s right. We have to wait.”



A few minutes later, the ambulance came. They took Buffy with them, and Willow rode with them as Xander and I followed in his car. We called Dawn from Xander’s cell phone and told her to join us at the hospital.



We arrived there and found Willow crying in the small waiting room, ‘The Scooby lounge’ I thought. I went to her and wrapped my arms around her. The three of us waited impatiently until we were joined by Dawn who flew into my arms. I explained everything to her the best I could, and she sat down, numb. ‘Once a year, this little girl goes through some kind of shock that completely shakes her. She’s so young, but she’s seen so much.’ I thought.

So we waited. In silence. That is until Dawnie realized what was happening and started to cry. I sat next to her, with Willow on the other side and we tried our best to comfort her. After a while, she stopped crying and looked at us with a look of complete love.



“I love you guys. You’re like my surrogate parents. I don’t know what I’d do without you by my side. The world we live in is soo dangerous, and you guys, all of you,” she said, looking at Xander, “are the one stable thing in my life. I don’t know what I did to deserve you.” She turned and, to my surprise and to Willow’s, she hugged her, tightly, never wanting to let go. Willow was shaken up at first, clearly not expecting it, but then, she relaxed, putting her arms around Dawn.

My first reaction at Dawnie’s speech was ‘When did she grow up?’. And then I understood. She grew up when no one was looking, quietly.

Willow’s smile was beaming. She knew that now, she was truly forgiven. The reunion was cut short when a doctor came over to us.



“Excuse me, Miss Rosenberg?”



Willow jumped up. “Yeah, that’s me.”



“Good.” she said smiling. “You can all be reassured, Buffy is fine.”



Those three words made us all sigh in relief.



“The bullet didn’t touch any vital organs, and everything is just fine. She’s gonna need a few days of resting, but everything is fine. She should wake up any minute now. You can take her home later tonight. We just need to keep her in observation for a few hours. How does that sound?”



We all got up and hugged her. She was surprised, but she laughed and told us to follow her into Buffy’s room. We thanked her again, and she left.



Buffy woke up after a while. She was still weak, but she was healing fast. She asked us to call Giles and let him know. We did. He said he’d be on the first plane over. Later in the day, we signed the release papers and went home.

Having put Buffy in her room to rest, with Dawn staying with her, Xander, Willow and I decided that it was better for us to stay together. Willow called out for dinner, and as I was sitting with Xander, I noticed how fidgety he was. I felt the anxiety drip out of him. He was nervous and half-scared to death.

I looked at him straight in the eye and smiled. I was using some of my empathic power to soothe him. Like that time when Joyce had died and he smashed his hand in the wall of Willow’s dorm room, he smiled at me. I felt the anxiety leave him and peace take over. He had reached a decision.



“I’m gonna go talk to Anya and tell her to come here. We should stay together.” And with that, he got up from his seat and went to the door.



He stopped before going out and came back, hugging me. Now, that really surprised me. Xander had never hugged me. Yet, it felt safe, and I felt what he felt for me. I was a sister to him. It felt so nice, and good, and I felt a tear trickle down my cheek. I was now sure that my family loved me. Sure, I had known that, but this hug proved it. After all I had suffered from my real brother, I longed for this, to be loved by Willow’s best friend. He pulled back and smiled, brushing my tears off.



“Thanks for everything, dear sister of mine.” he said giving me a kiss on the forehead. He smiled and left.



she thought gleefully as she started reading again.



Willow came back into the room, and seeing my tear-streaked face, took me in her arms.



“What is it Baby? What’s wrong? And where’s Xander?” she said, looking around.



“Xander loves me.”



“Of course he does, we all do, but I love you more baby. Where is he by the way?”



“He left to get Anya. I think they’re gonna start working it out.” I said, pulling back and sniffling.



“He left alone at night? What was he thinking? Oh, Right, he wasn’t. I just hope everything is okay.” Willow said, brushing away my tears, her hands cupping my face.



She leaned closer and pressed her lips to mine, gently brushing them together in a soothing way. I wrapped my arms tighter around her, and I kissed her back, parting my lips slowly to allow my tongue to sneak out and lightly trace her lower lip. She parted her lips, and allowed my tongue to creep into the velvety depth of her mouth. Slowly, our tongue touched. The contact was smooth, silken. My tongue glided against hers, lost in the haze that was quickly dissipating the room from my mind. The kiss was gentle, soothing, sensual and tender. No one moved to push it into passion and desire, both content on staying there, kissing. I heard someone clearing his throat and slowly guided my tongue back to my own mouth, not wanting to break the kiss. Our lips parted, feeling the loss, but we turned around and looked at Buffy who was standing there, a big smile on her face. We both pulled apart and walked over to her.



“Buffy, how are you?” Willow asked, my embarrassment at being caught kissing Willow not letting me talk yet.



Buffy just looked at me and smiled.



“I’m fine Willow. And Tara, don’t be shy, we’re all family, it’s nothing to be embarrassed of. Watching you two makes me realize that true love does exist. Never shy away from showing it in public. Or at least in front of us. Got that big sister?”



I looked into her green eyes and smiled, once again thankful for the way they showed me their love. Buffy and I hadn’t been great friends when I was dating Willow, but we became good friends when we broke up. It’s ironic really.



“How’s the shoulder?” I asked her.



“You were right.” she replied smiling.



“About what?” Willow replied, confused, as I was.



“It didn’t hit the vital organs, and I was just out of it from shock and blood loss. I’m good actually. Kinda hungry though. What do we have to cure the munchies?” she asked as she made her way into the kitchen.



“I just ordered some pizza. Xander and Anya should be here soon. Tara, him and I decided it’d be safer for us to stay together. Where’s Dawn?”



“Right here.” Dawn said, coming into the kitchen and plumping down in a chair.



We all sat and waited, chatting about plans. I told Buffy that Giles should be here tomorrow and she smiled gratefully. After a while, the door rang and Willow came back with pizza and Xander and Anya. They looked both uncomfortable, undoubtedly so, but they were standing near each other, and by the grin Xander had on his face, they talked things through. And they were starting over. We all ate in cheerfulness, the day’s events seeming to be forgotten. Suddenly, someone knocked at the back door.

And the mood shifted. Everyone backed away from the door.



“Hey Buffy, it’s Clem.”



Buffy sighed in relief and opened the door to the pudgy demon. He came in and looked at her.



“Hey Clem.”



“Buffy, I heard what happened. I just came along to check out if you were okay.”



“Oh, I’m fine Clem, you know, just hurt a little, but it’s okay now. I never got shot before, so it was weird. Usually, they use swords, you know that kind of thing. I guess times change.” she replied smiling to the gentle demon.



“Oh, well some of the guys saw the guy who shot you, I think his name is Warren, at Willy’s.”



“When…” Xander’s words were stopped short when Warren shot Clem.



The bullet went through his leg and the gentle demon fell to his knees, howling in pain. I wanted to go forward and grab him, but Willow wouldn’t let me go. Warren approached the house, and my mind wasn’t working as fast as I wanted it to. I knew that without the gun, we had a chance to take him, but with it, we were pretty much dead. All of us.



“I told you you weren’t gonna get away with it! I told you!” he yelled, walking forward and waving the arm that held the gun above his head.



Magic was pretty much our last resort, and I knew Willow couldn’t do anything. But I didn’t have enough power to fight him on my own. Well, not really fight, but at least get the gun. Or toss it somewhere. I called to the Goddess for help and within seconds I had a reply. My skin was buzzing with magic. Warren was about ten feet from us now, and I had to act fast.



“Dissolvo glaciem!” I yelled, which means to melt the iron.



Warren yelped as an energy bolt shot out of my hand and melted the gun. I thanked the Goddess. Warren tried to pry to metal off of his hand but couldn’t. Buffy took the chance to tackle him to the ground and knock him out in the process. I looked around and found all eyes on me. It was weird to be the subject of all that attention. The love and adoration I saw in Willow’s eyes made me feel all fuzzy inside. I looked down, my hair hiding my face. But Willow wouldn’t let me. She put her fingers under my chin and raised my face, kissing me softly. I smiled at her.

Buffy called me over.



“Do you think you could maybe wrap his powers?”



“It’s bind his powers.” Dawn huffed.



“Fine whatever.”



“I couldn’t, I’m not strong enough. And Willow doesn’t do magic anymore.” I replied sincerely.



“I can do it.”



Everyone turned to Anya.



“Oh, I forgot to tell you that I’m a vengeance demon again. I have some magic inside of me.”



Xander looked hurt, but she shot him a look that meant later. She orbed to the magic box and grabbed the ingredients and came back. We did the spell and we bound Warren’s powers. Then, of course, we called the police. They took him away. We were all pretty relieved. We tried to take care of Clem, but he wouldn’t let us. He just let me put a bandage on the wound and said he’d go to their witch doctor or something. Really confused me.

It was yet another end to another day on the Hellmouth.



Today, the police called us in to tell them what happened. Of course, we left out the whole magic, demon-getting-shot part. But I guess Warren didn’t, because he was sent to a big prison for the insane or something. My opinions are mixed on that, and on Warren. On one hand, I wanna feel sorry for him, feel sorry for the loneliness that drove him to such a stupid act. And on the other hand, he did injure a member of our family. I don’t know what to think, so I won’t think about him.

Also today, Xander and Anya had a date. I don’t know how it went, but I have a feeling everything’s gonna be alright. Mister Giles came back, and fussed over Buffy. It was good to see him again. Xander helped me move my stuff back here this morning. More like they all helped, except Buffy because of her shoulder. And Anya because she needed to keep the shop open. I know she may look like she doesn’t care, but I know she does. I’m glad her and Xander worked things out.

Now, I’m laying here in bed, waiting for Willow to join me. Goddess, how I love her. Everyday, after all that we endure, we find each other, and that’s what makes my life complete.



I love you Willow, Eternally,



Tara



Anya thought, flipping through the pages again.



Her husband’s light snoring was still heard through the silent apartment until Anya let out a squeal of delight. She quickly shushed herself and started reading about Willow and Tara’s sexcapades in the park, in the summer, one day they all had a picnic there.



Anya thought, reading gleefully.



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Questions? Comments? Insults? Praise?



I'll update again hopefully tomorrow night.

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

Edited by: Washi  at: 5/3/03 5:12:43 pm

[Stroke of Luck]

Whoo that was a great update, okay no smut but its still really good



I guess Anya likes to read about Willows and Taras Sexlife, she is such a naughty girl.



And I hope there will be smoochies in the next part, i am on withdrawl



And thank you for that update again a for you.



Hope to see the next update tomorrow or should i say today



Cu

SoL/Natti



You'll follow your heart and don't worry about me."

"You're part of my heart."

Gabrielle and Xena in "Ulysses

[SJ]

Great update

Anya is funny

[Lt Sticks]

Wow....this fic is amazing!





I love Anya's thoughts, totally hilarious



This line made me ROTFL

Quote:

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I loooove the smut bits...very very hot Especially the bit with W/T against the wall



More soon please?





~Sticks

Edited by: maudmac at: 5/4/03 6:05:21 pm

[onyxsundrops]

Hey,

Great update...no smut ...but I like how it explained a little of what had happened in the past.. I hope that sounds right..anyway, you know what I mean.



Yvonne

[MellindraX]

Lol! Washi, this is funny as all hell. And of course Anya's looking for the sex entries, how could she not be?

I just can't wait for Willow to find the sexjournal and realize its not there. Could be a bit of a spaz-sitch.

More, yez?

It is my solace, my home, the place where my walls crumble and fall away, because no one can know who I truly am. Thank goodness for the Internet, preserver of sanity! -Unknown

[Washi]

Hello Kittens. Update follows, but here are replies.



Natti: Of course Anya likes it! anyone in their right mind would. And there is more than smoochies ahead.



SJ: Thanks for reading! Glad you like my Anya.



Lt Sticks: Thanks for the compliments! I do hope that the smut I write is good. Always more, never worry. BTW, I happen to like walls.



onyxsundrops: Thanks for reading! I didn't want the fic to just move on as if nothing happened, even if it's a smutfic. Had to tie those ends.



MellindraX: Hey girly! Glad you dived in the bathtub with the rest of us! Well, you know what I mean. I'm glad you like it, and I'm trying to make this a light fic. I've seen way too many depressing ones, and though I am an angst affectionato, I want our girls to have a break and enjoy life.

Anya is kinda like me. I'd totally read only the sex entries. And you'll see what happens when Willow and Tara see that The Journal is gone.



Again, the update is coming now.

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

[Washi]

TITLE: THE SEX JOURNALS 5/?

AUTHOR: Washi (ZWS)

EMAIL: washi70s@yahoo.fr

RATING: NC-17 baby!

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own the characters, Joss does or whoever. If I owned them, do you really think I would let season 6 happen? And why the hell would I be writing this?

So yeah, all belongs to Joss, ME etc...

SPOILERS: Up to the first thirty minutes of “Seeing Red”. The rest is just crap IMHO.

TIMELINE and NOTES: This is set about two years after the first thirty minutes of “Seeing Red”. Tara doesn’t get ‘shot accidentally.’ She’s happy and alive here. Buffy was shot, but she lived and the three nerds are in jail. Xander and Anya got back together after a while, and finally they got married. Dawn is in college. You’ll get details of all these events as the “Journal” will reveal many things.

PAIRING: Duh, W/T, X/A, Buffy’s single, and Dawn isn’t exactly in a serious relationship. She’s kinda playing.

FEEDBACK: I love it, I live for it, either here or by email, although here is better.

ARCHIVE: Wherever, just let me know first.

THANKS: To all the naughty Kittens in the chat and smut authors who inspire me. Thanks to tkheaven for one of our chats where we thought of Anya finding something about our girls. Something more detailed I mean.

OTHER THANKS: To Alyson Hannigan and Amber Benson who gave spirit to these wonderful characters! You girls rock my world!

ANGST? WHAT ANGST? Maybe minor stuff, but nothing to be worried about.

AUTHOR’S NOTES: This is the first time I write smut, so if you like it, let me know! Also, encouragement and ideas r cool with me, but these (the ideas) have to reach me by email. Also, I’m still writing “The Hidden Land Of Pain” but this one should be updated more regularly because smut is fun to write! Also, I don’t have a beta for this, so all mistakes are mine.



Thoughts are in <>. Journal entries are in italic. Thoughts in Journal entries are between ‘ ’.





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Today, as I opened my eyes, the first instinct I had was to look at Tara’s sleeping form. It has been two weeks since we got back together. I reached out to wake her up, but the smile she had on her face made me stop. She looked serene and practically glowing. My face broke into a smile while my head babbled away at how lucky I was to have her in my life.



‘Or by my side, or on top of me, or under me, her body writhing, and sweating and rocking, and her teeth biting her bottom lip to not cry out too loud when she comes, those lips and tongue, doing the greatest things ever! And Oh My God, I’m a pervert! I can’t even look at her without getting these images in my head!’



I told my libido to hush, which was pretty hard to do. I looked outside, and I saw the light streaming into the room, bathing us in it’s warm glow. I entangled myself from her, receiving a groan. I stood up.



“Willow?” Tara whispered, her voice scratchy and full of sleep, her hand searching for my body.



‘What did I do to be so lucky to find this woman? Twice, might I add! Yup, because I screwed things up, and I’m gonna make it up to her. Every single day of my life!’



I went to her side and pressed a soft kiss on her forehead. The pout that was forming evened out, and the smile that was there reappeared.



“I’m right here baby, go back to sleep.” I whispered to her, and she fell back into dream-land.



My face ached from me smiling so much. My world is back where it should be, and everything is back to normal. I went to the window and look at the clear sky. The sun was shining and no clouds obscured the blue expanse, it’s color close to my lover’s. It was going to be a beautiful day. And right then and then, an idea popped into my head.



‘I’m gonna spoil my girl! Darn Tootin’ I am!’



I made my way downstairs and fixed my girl breakfast. Usually, she got up before me, but I wore her out last night.

Sex had always been good between us, surprisingly so, since I was Tara’s first and only, and she was the first girl I ever made love to. It started going downhill after the whole Glory mess. I guess I had so many things to think about and to do that at night I was sometimes too tired to even kiss her. The summer when Buffy died, the second time, I can now see that I was pushed down by the weight of everything that fell on me. Tara and I talked about it all. But, I digress, this journal is for sex and should remain so, unless of course, something major comes over.

Anyways, since we got back together, making love has been incredible. It’s not sex anymore. Even when we come hard and fast, we still feel a completeness, a peace we never reached before. Maybe it’s because we now know what it feels like to lose the other. Our bond is unbreakable now. The intensity of our love-making leaves me speechless, and that’s saying a lot for me. So, of course, as we want to taste our bond a lot, we’ve been going at it like bunnies. Maybe we’re just making up for lost time, but whatever the cause, I’m not complaining. No Siree! No complaints here.



Having fixed Tara breakfast, I almost ran into Buffy, who was rubbing the sleep from her eyes and trying to walk at the same time. I was putting the last touches on the platter and Buffy poured some coffee for herself, her hair tousled and looking pretty peeved.



“Morning Buffy.” I said to her, trying to cheer her up.



‘NOTE TO SELF: Don’t try to cheer up a pissed off Slayer who looks like she had a tough night. Especially when she just woke up and hadn’t had her morning coffee yet.’



She glared at me and I asked her if she thought the whole group could just unwind for a day and go to a picnic in a secluded part of the woods, near the campus. She asked me if we had to bake anything and if she had to do anything, like moving around. I told her she just needed to call the others, and to leave the rest to me. She agreed without hesitation. Smiling, I made my way upstairs, to my girl. In the stair way, I glanced at Dawn, who was making her way down. She agreed to the picnic and also greed to help me with everything. It was still early, but picnic planning isn’t something light, well, not for me anyway.



I opened the door to our room and went in, looking at my beautiful girlfriend. I was awestruck. The morning light cradled her face like a halo was hung over her head, which in my opinion is. I shook myself out my reverie, reminded myself of the short time I had to get everything ready. I went to her and whispered in her ear after placing the platter on the floor beside me.



“My Love, breakfast is here. Open your eyes for me.”



Her eyes flittered open and my green eyes locked on her baby blues. She smiled, her features softened from sleep. She smiled and my heart started dancing in my ribcage. I kissed her softly on the lips, and she kissed me back. I broke away and placed the platter on her lap once she propped herself on the headboard. She dug in the food as I tried to make a discreet disappearance act. Didn’t work. I had to explain to her three times that I was planning something for her to let me leave the room.

I won’t say here how I pulled it off, just that Dawn’s help was precious. We pulled it off! I took my shower and dressed quickly, before I had to dash outside with Dawn to finish what I was planning. I came back and it was about noon. Xander and Anya had just arrived and we set off for our day’s activities.



We stopped the cars near the bridge where Tara started serenading me and we started walking, all of us except for Dawn. She had agreed to stay there while I picked them up. We walked more into the woods and found the beautiful clearing not many people knew about. Dawn and I had placed a big burgundy blanket on the ground, and the food was piled on it, as well as some games and stuff to keep ourselves busy. Dawn grinned, her teeth threatening to pop out with pride. She was happy I chose her. Tara was also proud, but proud of me. She leaned over and stopped before our lips met.



“It’s perfect Willow, like us.” she said before pulling me in a soft sensual kiss.



“Nothing’s too good for my girl.” I replied when we parted, smiling at her.



She had been loosening up for a while now, she didn’t blush that much when we kissed in public, and her stutter almost left her completely. We are happy.

We sat down, the whole Scooby brigade, and started eating. After the food was gone, we all settled down comfortably, me against a tree with Tara between my legs. I circled her waist with my arms and raised my knees a little, making a comfortable cocoon. I propped my chin on her shoulder, smelling her perfume coming from the warmth of her neck. She started turning her head around and I looked around, making sure no one was watching us. Dawn and Buffy were sleeping, Dawn’s head on Buffy’s stomach. They were both snoring lightly. Xander and Anya were also sleeping, Anya resting between Xander’s legs, pretty much like we were. Xander’s mouth was open, and a little drool was seeping out.

Tara’s lips brushed my cheek in her effort to kiss me and I moved slightly to the side to kiss her. Our lips brushed at first, and for a second, the rest of the world ceased to exist. My eyes were locked on hers as I parted my lips and ran my tongue lightly between her lips, coaxing them to open for me. Tara did just that. My tongue snaked into her mouth, and met hers in a heated duel while our eyes remained locked. No one wanted to close them, not now. She tilted her head slightly, so that I could drink deeper from her. I could taste the zest of the juice she was drinking earlier, and it made me want more, so much more. As I started to retract my tongue, she caught the tip of it and sucked it lightly, building a rhythm as the suctions became more urgent. I felt heat spread all over my body, as if Tara was the sun. I could feel the heat radiating from her and it only fueled my desire more. I wanted her, I wanted to taste her, to feel her release and taste it. Our tongues started clashing again as my hand sneaked it’s way under Tara’s shirt to find her cotton-clad breast. I rubbed my palm on it, coaxing the nipple to swell and stiffen.



“More…” she moaned against my mouth.



Her moan vibrated against my lips and went directly to my scorching center. I broke the kiss and she looked at me questioningly.



“Not here. Let’s go deeper in the forest, no one will find us.”



She nodded and got up. I pulled a piece of paper and a pen and quickly scribbled a hasty note in case the rest of the Gang would come looking for us.



She leaned back down and started to lick and kiss my neck as I tried to write. Finally, the note was written, and we flew to our feet, hand in hand as we made our way deeper into the woods.



I remembered that after we broke up, I came here often to find some peace. I remember finding a special spot, where no one would interrupt us. Finally, the smaller clearing leading to the small rock quarry came in view. It wasn’t so much a rock quarry as just a few boulders. But I digress.

As soon as we found the quarry, we settled against one of the said boulders, one that was hidden from view. Tara may have loosened up, but neither one of us wants to give a free public show. She shoved me against the boulder and started kissing me deeply, hungrily. My hands went around her back and under her shirt , tracing my fingernails lazily in unknown pattern on the soft skin of her back. We were both completely turned on, both of us having missed our morning ritual, which consisted of a ‘quickie’ before getting up. Her fingers found my breasts over my shirt and she squeezed them. I threw my head back and moaned. But my Tara didn’t tease me. She left my lips quickly and knelt down, unzipping my jeans and taking them off along with my underwear and sneakers. The light breeze touched my erect clit and I shuddered as she grabbed my left leg and put it over her shoulder. I gripped her shoulders for leverage and she opened my outer lips with her fingers before she dived in, licking once at the length of my soaked pussy.



I was in heaven. And heaven had a name: Tara.



Quickly she licked my clit lightly, her tongue barely touching it and I bucked my hips for more contact. She took the cue and licked the erect clit before pulling it in her mouth. I started thrusting my hips in rhythm with her suction. My moans turned into grunts. One of her arms sneaked up and grabbed my naked breast under my shirt, squeezing it whole before turning her attention to my nipple. Her hand moved down again and I felt her leave my clit. I was about to mouth a protest when I felt her tongue tease my opening and her fingers rub my hard nub. I felt my orgasm approaching, felt t in my stomach, and my right hand left her shoulder to rest at the back of her head. She understood me and thrust her tongue inside me.



In. Out. In. Out.



Soon, I was on the edge, and she changed positions, her mouth and tongue on my clit as she entered me with two strong fingers. I came instantly, moaning out her name. She continued licking me, and I was pretty sure she didn’t leave a drop while I rebuilt some composure. My leg left her shoulder, and I raised her until she was standing in front of me. I kissed her ravenously, tasting myself on her tongue. I quickly turned us and she was against the boulder now. I ran my hands down her sides before pulling up her skirt’s hem and pushed it through the waistband. I found her throbbing clit under her slip and rubbed it as my tongue ravished her mouth. We both moaned, and soon, I couldn’t understand who was moaning.

I pushed her slip down and threw it on he pile that consisted of my jeans, underwear and sneakers. I moved down her body, kneading her breasts as I knelt down and mimicked her earlier pose, her right leg on my shoulder. I quickly inserted two fingers in her well, and she bucked her hips. Her clit practically begged for attention and I nuzzled, licked, nipped and finally, when she was on the edge, pulled it in my mouth and sucked it deeply, my fingers never ceasing their motion. She came hard, her release flooding my senses, her inner muscles squeezing my fingers. I tipped my tongue and licked all the juice that I could. As her shudders subsisted, I slowly withdrew my fingers and came back up her body. I kissed her, letting her taste herself this time. ‘Turn around’s about fair play’ I thought to myself. We broke the kiss and pressed our foreheads together, looking into each other’s eyes and breathing raggedly.



“I love you Willow.”



“I love you too baby.”



We kissed a few more times before we got dressed and headed back to the clearing, where the rest of the Gang was resting.



As we got there, we heard Anya yelling at Xander.



“They snuck away to have orgasms! Xander, why can’t we do that?” she shrieked.



I looked at Tara and giggled.



“Hello! What don’t you understand about “young ears in the room”! Um, clearing!” Buffy yelled back.



“Buffy, I’m sixteen, I know that Tara and Willow make love! Stop treating me like a kid!” Dawn shouted back.



“Okay, hold it! Hold it!” we heard Xander yell. “Let’s just forget this is happening. Ahn, we’ll go home later. Buffy, Dawn isn’t ten. She can get it. And it’s not like Willow and Tara are all quiet when they go at it.”



I looked at Tara and grinned, and her eyes sent back my mirth. We finally stepped in the clearing, hand in hand.



“Quiet about what?” I asked innocently.



They fell over each other giving explanations. When they quieted down, Anya spoke up.



“You two were having hot, sweaty lesbian sex, weren’t you?”



We looked at each other and smiled.



“Actually, we found a beautiful rock quarry. We just took a walk, it’s not like we do it whenever we’re alone.” Tara’s words quieted them. I was doing my best to hold in my laughter.



We packed and left the clearing in silence. Anya and Xander were behind us.



“I know they left to have sex! I know it! My sexdar is never wrong!” she whispered loudly in Xander’s ear.



I burst out laughing, not able to contain myself anymore. Anya, even though we don’t exactly love each other, cracks me up sometimes. I guess it depends on my mood.

‘She’s really lovable in her unique, Anya-esque way.’

Tara smiled at me and we left for home, where we made love all night, as we usually do.



It was yet another perfect day with my love. My lover. My loved one. My Tara.



she told herself.



She got up from the table and went to the couch where she tossed her purse, tossing the journal inside. But in her caffeine-filled haze, she didn’t notice that the journal slipped and fell between the cushions. She went back to bed, thinking that the journal was safely tucked in her purse.



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TBC...



Questions? Comments? Insults? Praise?



Hopefully, another update tomorrow.

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

[foreverpiper]

omg this is too great!! i love it! especially anya...she's the best! i wonder who's gonna find it next!! i'd laugh so hard if it was dawn! her eyes would get so big they'd engulf her head! bravo!





hehe...i love these

And never let it be said that I left a Tara craving unsatisfied. - Willow in Wilderness

[The Pineapple Head]

I don't think there are words to describe how much I am loving this fic. It's funny, timely & supremely sexy. Keep going. I want more!!!!



Diana

"No, I'm not cold. I can engrave glass with my nipples, but I'm not cold."
Me

[Aradia785]

Washi... that was wonderful! I dont give feedback often because I usually only say when I dont like something, and frankly, I like most everything about this fic. Hey, no angst, smut, whats not to like? Well written smut to boot. So, Anns a happy kitten. I really like your Anya, I think shes very true to character. Keep the fic coming, so to speak!



Ann

If I hear that Gong of Doom I will send stoned squirrels to raid your kitchen
- Lisa of Nine

Operation Free MyRack! Who wants to join the coalition of the willing?

[Lt Sticks]

Awesome!



Hehe these lines were great:

Quote:

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“I know they left to have sex! I know it! My sexdar is never wrong!”

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Quote:

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Hehe, you've gotta love Anya And I thought the whole Dawn helping Willow thing was great



~Sticks

A fire in my heart, reborn from the ashes...just call me Phoenix

I'm Under Your Spell, nothing I can do, you just took my soul with you...

[SJ]

Wow great update

Anya is a hoot

Really like the way you write her

[barnabasvamp]

Too much, especially with Anya and her "sexdar"



In the forest, alone

BV

"When choosing between two evils, I always like to take the one I've never tried before"-Mae West

[darkmagicwillow]

Both the journal and the Anya pov are great ideas, which set this story out from the vast array of smut fic out there. I'm also looking forward on Anya's potential inadvertent loss of the journal, which will let you transition us to a new pov.

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"Omnia mutantur, nihil interit." -- "Everything changes, but nothing is truly lost."

[akira]

hey,

really like your fic. it´s great how you write anya..and the other stuff is erm..interesting aswell

hope you are going to update soon..can´t wait

akira

[Stroke of Luck]

Whoa Washi i missed your update. *Dont punish me!*

Well maybe.... just kidding



It was so worthy I love your Smut fic and I still want more. I love Anya she is so Anya-Like



I wonder who gets the journal next



Cu

SoL/Natti



You'll follow your heart and don't worry about me."

"You're part of my heart."

Gabrielle and Xena in "Ulysses

[the big pineapple]

again washi i must bow down to your beautiful fic and wonderful writting skills great update...gosh i love anya

[DarkRed]

OOhhh, Washi, washi.. the moment i laid my eyes on this 'Journal' i loved it!! HORAAY



i've only read parts 1-2 but got so excited that i had to post my comment now! (remember.. it's my first time washi.. u should feel honored )

i loved this line:

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“Buffy, sweetie, we’re not leaving you. We’re just moving next door. Now, let go of Willow, she’s starting to turn blue.”

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also this part:

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She found her husband joking with the rest of the group. She went to him and slapped the back of his head. “Oww! And might I add ouch! What was that for?” The others looked at them in amusement.“Xander! You’re not the slightest bit romantic!” she yelled at him.

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u have a good way of describing the characters.. Anya's Anya.. in her best



willow sure got the talent for porn doesn't she..

thanks mucho for bringing me here washi (which name still remains a mystery .. hehe) seeya in the chatroom



love. anne.

Quote:

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"a minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection."

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[Washi]

Hey Kittens! I'm gonna post an update right after this, but I don't know when the next update will be. A few days maybe. Or maybe tomorrow. Who knows? Anyways, thanks to all for reading. Now for the replies to the feedback:



foreverpiper: Thanks for reading. Glad you're liking it! And you'll see in the update who's the lucky person to find it.



The Pineapple Head: It's all that? Aww, now I'm blushing! Thanks for reading, and you shall have more!



Aradia785: Thanks for the feedback, it means a lot to me. Well written smut? Where? Thanks for the compliement. No Anya in this update, but don't worry, she'll be back in the one right after.



Lt Sticks: Thanks for reading and replying! In a way, by helping Willow do something for Tara, she's trying to make their couple stronger, thus have a stronger family.



SJ:Also to you, thanks for reading and replying! I hoped that my Anya was funny. And OMG! A worshipping smiley just for me? Yay! Anya has always cracked me up, so it's kind of my tribute to her.



barnabasvamp :Glad you liked it! It's too much? Maybe I should tone it down. And hey:



'Cause witches they were persecuted,

Wicca good and Love the earth

And Woman power and I'll be over here...



They love nature!



darkmagicwillow: Just the fact that you replied made my heart swell with pride. You're like one of my fave fic authors! And thanks for reading and leaving feedback! I'll do everything to do this fic justice.



akira:Thanks! I try to make this fic as light as I can. Better not dwell about bitterness. And I'm glad you found the other stuff interesting!



Natti: Wonder no more about who gets the journal! It's ok if you missed it, I do post pretty late at night. Rock on and thanks for reading!



the big pineapple: God, this thread is like an ego boost! I'm loving it! I'm glad you're liking the story and the smut. Thanks for the compliments, and I gotta say, I love Anya as well.



DarkRed:Excited, heh? I'm glad you liked it! That's all I look for. Thanks for reading. Willow and also Tara should write porn. Both are talented with their hands and fingers... which is to say, Willow types pretty fast and Tara has a flowing script in writing, I imagine. And my name will remain a mystery.

C ya in the chat!



Okay, Kittens! Update right now!

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

Edited by: Washi  at: 5/5/03 7:11:30 pm

[Washi]

TITLE: THE SEX JOURNALS 6/?

AUTHOR: Washi (ZWS)

EMAIL: washi70s@yahoo.fr

RATING: NC-17 baby!

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own the characters, Joss does or whoever. If I owned them, do you really think I would let season 6 happen? And why the hell would I be writing this?

So yeah, all belongs to Joss, ME etc...

SPOILERS: Up to the first thirty minutes of “Seeing Red”. The rest is just crap IMHO.

TIMELINE and NOTES: This is set about two years after the first thirty minutes of “Seeing Red”. Tara doesn’t get ‘shot accidentally.’ She’s happy and alive here. Buffy was shot, but she lived and the three nerds are in jail. Xander and Anya got back together after a while, and finally they got married. Dawn is in college. You’ll get details of all these events as the “Journal” will reveal many things.

PAIRING: Duh, W/T, X/A, Buffy’s single for now, and Dawn isn’t exactly in a serious relationship. She’s kinda playing around.

FEEDBACK: I love it, I live for it, either here or by email, although here is better.

ARCHIVE: Wherever, just let me know first.

THANKS: To all the naughty Kittens in the chat and smut authors who inspire me. Thanks to tkheaven for one of our chats where we thought of Anya finding something about our girls. Something more detailed I mean.

OTHER THANKS: To Alyson Hannigan and Amber Benson who gave spirit to these wonderful characters! You girls rock my world!

ANGST? WHAT ANGST? Maybe minor stuff, but nothing to be worried about.

AUTHOR’S NOTES: This is the first time I write smut, so if you like it, let me know! Also, encouragement and ideas r cool with me, but these (the ideas) have to reach me by email. Also, I’m still writing “The Hidden Land Of Pain” but this one should be updated more regularly because smut is fun to write! Also, I don’t have a beta for this, so all mistakes are mine.

Also, thanks for the gals in the chat for helping me with some details and a lot of good laughs. Thanks to everyone, including JustSkipIt, pioggia acida, Sarah, and all the rest!



Thoughts are in <>. Journal entries are in italic. Thoughts in Journal entries are between ‘ ’.



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Xander had just finished dressing up when someone knocked on the door. He went to it and opened it.



“Hi Buff!”



“Hey Xander.”



He motioned her to come in. She did so and smiled when she saw the lather from his shaving still clinging to his neck and ears.



“Um, Xander, maybe you should clean up.” she said, motioning to his neck. He reached up and touched the lather.



“Oh, yeah, I should. How about you sit down and wait for me?”



She nodded and sat down as he went to the bathroom. She felt something hard under her and reached down, pulling a black leather journal. She flipped open the first page and stared at the title, her face blushing.



she thought, although she was quite curious to know what was written in it. She opened her purse and shoved it in, just as the bathroom door opened and he came out.



“So, I was thinking, just a normal get together, maybe a few of their friends. Beer and wine, some food, music. Watcha think?” he asked Buffy.



“I gotta tell ya Xander, I was thinking more of a gift-giving thing at the house with us, then we’d hit the Bronze for the music and a few drinks.”



“Yeah, that sounds nice. I hope they’ll like it.”



“Oh, I’m sure they will. I have to go Xander. I’ll call you later, I’m still looking for a nice gift for their house-warming, something Wicca maybe.”



“I’ll see ya later Buff.”



“Bye!” she said before going out.



She started walking quickly towards the car and hopped in. She drove to her house, needing to give Willow and Tara their journal. Truth be told, she wanted to read it, and she thought that by hurrying there, her urge would lessen.



She parked the car in her driveway and got out, heading for their house when her Slayer-hearing caught something. She stopped and strained her neck to hear better. She walked a few more steps and found herself in front of the window of Willow and Tara’s living room on the side of the house. Her Slayer senses kicked in again.



“Oh, Willow! Oh yes, right there!” she heard Tara moan.



Buffy didn’t know what to do, and before she understood what she was doing, she peeked into the living room, one of the curtains partially closed, but leaving enough room for her to see properly what was happening. When she saw the scene, she was struck speechless.



Willow was sitting on the couch, naked. Tara was straddling her, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Willow was sucking on one of Tara’s breasts as Tara arched her back. She had one arm around Tara’s lower back, and the other was between Tara’s legs, her fingers pumping into the blonde wiccan. Tara had a hand griping tightly Willow’s shoulder while her other hand was kneading Willow’s left breast.

Buffy had a slight sideway view on the couch, and she could see everything at first sight. She turned around and ran back to her house.







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Tara’s hand moved from Willow’s breast to the apex of her thighs. She pushed her fingers into Willow, who bucked her hips and moaned loudly. They kissed ravenously, their hips rocking against each other. Too lost in the movement, the kiss waxed and waned, and finally, their tongue clashed on the outside of their mouths as Tara rose up and down, grinding herself on Willow’s fingers. Willow was digging more and more into the soft couch.

Tara began arching her back more and more, and Willow’s hips started raising them both a bit higher from the couch, her shoulders digging in the back of the sofa.



Their moans became higher until they both climaxed. They came within a second of each other.



“Tara!”



“Wil…” Tara started moaning back but never finished the name as Willow brought their lips together, tongues swirling in utter abandon. Willow slowly leant and both women laid down on the couch, sideways, staring in each other’s eyes. Without breaking eye-contact, Willow reached out and pulled a blanket that was laying on the side of the couch over them. They shared a few more kisses, kisses of love before they snuggled up together.



"Love you."



"Love you too baby." Willow replied, smiling, before leaning in and placing a quick kiss on her girl's lips.



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she thought as she turned on the cold water in the shower.



After that, she took the journal from her purse and opened it on random.



she thought as she started reading.



Today, me and Willow were just sitting in the back of the magic box, kissing on the little couch there when Buffy marched over to us.



“I need help!” she whined.



I quickly untangled myself from Willow and pushed my shirt back to it’s place. I may have loosened up some about showing my affection for Willow in public, but I didn’t want to give a free peek. Anyway, Willow asked her what was wrong, and she replied that she had a date.



“Buffy! That’s great! Wait, what do you need our help for?” Willow asked her, her smile becoming a pout as she thought things through in that brain of hers. I love Willow-brain. And Willow-body. Ok, fine, I love Willow. Finally, Willow’s pout became a frown.



“No Buffy. We are not double-dating with you! Nu uhn!”



Buffy’s face changed into a full blown slayer pout in my direction, and Willow turned to me, also pouting. If I wasn’t in such a bad situation, I would’ve laughed. Buffy added the puppy-eyes, and soon Willow added them too. I was torn. Finally I decided.



“Okay, both of you just stop.”



Their faces became the picture of innocence, and this time I did laugh.



“Buffy, what do you plan on doing on this said date?”



“Well, it’s dinner and a movie and maybe the Bronze later on if all goes well. Come on guys, it’s my first date in a long time. Oh, and he’s human.”



I looked at Willow and leaned towards her, whispering in her ear.



“If we go, we can skip the Bronze if you want. You choose, but you’ll have to know I’ll reward you for being a good girl.”



Willow looked at me, her eyes already glazed over at the prospect. She looked at Buffy and nodded vigorously. Buffy squealed and hugged us. And so we went home to get ready.

At seven-thirty, the doorbell rang and Willow went downstairs to open the door. She ushered the guy in and Buffy made her way downstairs. The guy, who’s name is Danny looked at her in awe. He was pretty good looking, with his curly blondish hair, piercing blue eyes and a nice smile. He did look pretty nice, and all I could think was:

‘Buffy’s not gonna like him. He’s not tough enough for her.’

I had noticed that Buffy likes more “badass” guys. Angel, Riley in a way and Spike were more or less bad guys.

Anyways, we set off on this date. And we went to the pizza parlor in town. That’s when we saw that he wasn’t the little naïve guy after all. He had a strong sense of humor, and he was extremely sarcastic. Which suited Buffy well. We had a nice meal, and we laughed a lot. We then headed out to the movie theatre, and we only found four seats in the back, two seats in front of the other two. Willow dove for the seat in the back and dragged me with her. It was a corner seat in the back row. Which suited me fine.

Buffy and Danny sat down in front of us. After the trailers, the movie started. It was a bloody horror movie, and Danny’s eyes were riveted on the screen. By bloody, I mean more like a blood-bath. After a while, I got bored. Really bored. I glanced at Willow who was sulking. She looked at me and leaned over.



“Don’t they get that witches don’t have warts? And they don’t have a green tint?” she whispered in my ear.



Her hot breath on my ear was maddening, and she knew it. I decided it was time for me to pay her back. I looked at Buffy and Danny, who were engrossed in the movie. It was perfect. I slid my hand over to her knee, and she looked at me questioningly. I grinned and she understood. I knew she did because she froze in her seat and looked pointedly at Buffy and Danny. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, biting the lobe gently.



“They won’t notice. Stop being such a fuddy-duddy. I wouldn’t do it if I didn’t know it was safe.”



I sucked the lobe in my mouth, and she nodded. I slowly slid up her skirt enough for me to creep my hand in the warmth of her naked thighs. Willow bit her lower lip to stop herself from moaning. I finally reached her wet panties, and pushed slightly, teasing her clit through the fabric. I was surprised when I felt her arm brush against mine. I continued teasing her through her panties when I felt her hand slide between the fabric of my wrap-around skirt. Finally, I felt her hand slowly drawing circles against my inner thigh. I bit my lip too. Our hands were crossed and she pushed slightly against my arm as she pushed aside the fabric of my panties and rubbed my clit. I mirrored her move and instead of rubbing her clit, I entered her molten folds with two fingers. I looked at her and saw her eyes glittering with lust. She too slid two fingers inside me, and I bit harder on my lip, almost causing the skin to break. I glanced over to Buffy and Danny, and they were still concentrated on the movie. She started pushing her arm against mine, making her fingers go deeper into me, and mine into her. She build up a slow rhythm and began rubbing my clit in slow, deliberate circles. I did the same, and we started pumping faster into each other, receiving and giving the same amount of pleasure. I tasted blood in my mouth as I felt my orgasm approach. I bit into my lips too hard, and I finally pierced the skin. I felt lightheaded, and as I felt my inner muscles start to clench around Willow’s fingers, I knew I was there. Willow’s inner muscles sucked my fingers deeper, and we both came quietly, biting into our lower lips. I closed my eyes and tried to control my breathing, and I felt Willow do the same. She slowly eased her fingers out of my depth, and I did the same. She raised her hand to her lips and licked the digits while looking at me with a sultry smile. I did the same, tasting her slowly on my fingers, her smell making my nostrils twitch with hunger. She leaned over and kissed me so gently, so lovingly it almost brought tears to my eyes. Her hand was caressing my cheek with such tenderness it made my heart sing.



“I love you Tara.” she whispered to me as she took my hand and laced her fingers with mine.



“I love you too Willow, so much.” I replied.



The movie ended ten minutes later. Danny and Buffy came out grinning, talking about the best parts of the movie while Willow and I walked behind them, in a comfortable silence, our hands nestled together. From time to time, she lifted our entwined hands and kissed mine softly, whispering words of love in my ear. Goddess I love her so much. I don’t think I’ll ever know enough words to explain it. We got in front of the house, and me and Willow went in, leaving Buffy and Danny to their goodnights. Willow leaned back on the couch, spreading her legs and patting the spot between them. I sat down and leaned on her, her arms coming to rest on my tummy. We just stayed like that for a while until Buffy came in.



“So? Another date?” Willow asked, not moving an inch from her place.



Buffy sat down on the coffee table and faced us, smiling.



“Yep! The day after tomorrow, a picnic.”



I was so happy for her. She’s been really lonely lately, and she deserves to be loved. I looked at Willow, and saw her smiling too.



“Plus, he kisses like a god!” Buffy said, before getting up and going out on patrol.



After a while, we got up and went upstairs, where I tried to show her by my actions just how much I love her. She truly is my everything. Now, we’re just laying in bed, and she’s waiting for me to finish my update so she can take me in her arms and make me feel safe.



No words can ever express,

The depth of my love for you.

Each single touch, each single caress,

Tries to show you that I was made to love you.



I love you with all my heart Willow.



Your Tara.



Buffy blinked back her tears and chastised herself for almost running in on them before. And she had planned on running into their house without knocking first to get rid of the journal she was now reading.







They weren’t just having sex, even though it was obvious they could do that too, based on Tara’s description of the movie theatre quickie. They made love. It was good to see that two people could still love each other like that. She suddenly had the urge to call Danny and apologize for standing him up over and over.



she thought, grinning.



Until now, Buffy had always denied her attraction for women. But when she saw Willow and Tara earlier, she finally admitted to herself she was bisexual.



she thought, going downstairs to call Danny, leaving the journal under her pillow.



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Questions? Comments? Insults? Praise?

Next update soon, don't know exactly when but in the next few days.

Hey, that rhymed!

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

Edited by: Washi  at: 5/5/03 9:47:37 pm

[pioggia acida]

um... there was something i was going to go and do... dont remember now



*Sits and day dreams....mmmmmm *



MORE PLEASE

if no-one wants to play with me then i am going to go to my room and play with myself... play by myself, i meant play by myself

[Lt Sticks]

Lol I'm about to go to school, and I don't think I should have read it just before a geog lesson...hehe



that was great. Lol who would have guessed Buffy would get hold of the journal? Lol I'm thinking the whole gang is eventually gonna read their exploits!



More please



~Sticks

A fire in my heart, reborn from the ashes...just call me Phoenix

I'm Under Your Spell, nothing I can do, you just took my soul with you...

[the vamp nurd]

smut is like caffine...



I'm perky this morning!







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Willow (with pointy ears): "NO kissing and gay love?!!!! That's illogical!" The Sci-Fi Bard W/T trekkie ramblings.



Bardlet no #27



"Why Mother because I won't be baking cookies for the mental patients at the county Hospital?" Alex It's In The Water

[SJ]

Buffy reading the journal and seeing sofa action was really funny

Great update

[DarkRed]

god washi, u'r good.. i like the different ways u describe their love-making when it's in the journal or in real-time. (i like real time more btw )



i always knew buffy was bi, she and faith sure had a thing going on there.. if i would catch my friends like that thu, i would probably die or something... but i liked anya's comments more, hehe, she's funny.. wonder how she'll react to her loss (of the journal), she'll probably think xander took it.



i actually had a vivid dream last night about willow catching anya reading her journal!! it was Sooooo funny i actually laughed in my dream!! (see Washi, ur writing affects me deeply - LOL)



keep up the good work.. hhmmm... i wonder who'll get his hands on this journal later?? pls don't let dawn find it! that'll be disturbing.



seeya soon! (mmwAhahahaha <==insane laughter)



anat.

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"I haven't been fucked like that since grade school!"

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[nika]

To quote Giles: " Good Lord!" These fics are making my computer screen fog up. Wow!

[fairydust]

Im SO happy I stayed home from school today! Can't wait for more!

I LOVE MY KARE-BEAR

[MellindraX]

Teeheehee! Good stuff, Washi!

It is my solace, my home, the place where my walls crumble and fall away, because no one can know who I truly am. Thank goodness for the Internet, preserver of sanity! -Unknown