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Title: Five by Five (High)
Author: Holly aka Taras Shadow
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Joss Whedon, ME, UPN
Feedback: Yes please, everything is welcome.
Pairings: W/T mainly
Rating: NC 17
Summary: It's been five years since High School ended for the Sunnydale crowd, will thing be the same when a reunion takes place? Or will somethings remain the same?
Chapter Eight - Feelin' LoveTara layed on the big king size bed and watched as Willow explored the room before sitting down at the edge of the bed and looking at her. “So, find anything interesting?” she asked cheekily.
“Yes, a rather gorgeous blonde laying in front of me with just a robe on...” Willow realized that her and Tara were both wearing robes and with nothing underneath.
Tara bit her lip and ran her fingers through her hair. “Will, we don’t have to do anything.”
“I know,” Willow smiled and crawled towards Tara.
The blonde could see down Willow’s robe and she tried to pry her eyes away but she couldn’t help herself from seeing the milky white flesh under the material. Closing her eyes she layed her head back and took in a breath, calming herself down.
Willow stopped at Tara’s feet and cocked her head to the side, letting her eyes wander up the length of the blonde’s body. “It’s just, I look at you and the world stops turning, you’re so beautiful Tara, even more so than I remember,” she began her journey again and moved to straddle the blonde’s hips, her hands braced at either side of Tara’s head, her lips so close to full lips in front of her.
“I’m...” Tara took a deep breath as her hands moved to the redhead’s waist. “I want this to be perfect,” she whispered shyly.
Willow shivered and moaned deep in her throat as she felt hands untie her sash and slide against her own hot flesh. She closed her eyes and bent her head to kiss Tara hard, her own hands untied the blonde’s robe, spreading it open and pressing her naked form against Tara’s.
“Perfect,” Tara sighed blissfully and captured the redhead’s lips softly, her fingers traced silent flames up and down her spine.
“Oh Gods,” Willow groaned against Tara’s lips when flesh met flesh. “You feel so soft and warm,” she barely whispered, dropping her lips down to the blonde’s neck.
“Mmm,” Tara tilted her head back and allowed Willow’s access anywhere to her body. Her hands stopped making movements on the redhead’s back when she felt lips nip at her pulse point. “Oh.”
Willow smiled against the soft skin and moved lower. Her bottom lip grazed the flesh as she moved down Tara’s chest, before reaching her breasts. Slowly rubbing her lower lip on the hardening nipple, she looked up at Tara through her heavy lidded eyes, silently asking for permission. When she felt hands thread through her hair, she closed her mouth over the nub and felt it swell against her tongue as she began to suckle it softly.
“Willow,” Tara lifted her hips involuntarily, her breathing quickened and she felt a gush of warmth settle between her legs.
Willow let go of the nipple she was assaulting and blew over it, before moving to Tara’s other one, repeating the same action. She moaned when she felt Tara’s nails scrape down her back and then cupped her bottom, feeling the blonde move her hips slowly.
Sitting up on her heels, Willow looked down at the heavy breathing blonde, her own breaths came in gasps as well. “Are you sure?” she whispered, slowly shrugging out of her robe.
Tara could only nod her head, vocabulary was clearly not an option. She sat up and shrugged off her own robe before resting her head against Willow’s chest, listening to the pounding of her heartbeat.
Willow sighed and began threading her fingers in Tara’s long darker honey blonde hair. “Oh Tara,” she gasped when she felt lips pressed softly against her erect nipple. She looked down and watched Tara’s lips part and her tongue sneak out, licking the tip before enclosing her mouth around her nipple and sucking gently. Tossing her head back, Willow shifted her hips and pressed Tara closer.
“No week fling right?” Tara whispered hotly, moving her lips up Willow’s neck while her hands cupped the small but perfect breasts. “This...this is real, right?”
Licking her dry lips, Willow fought her vocal chords before clearing her throat. “Real,” she whispered, moving to kiss the blonde slowly, brushing her lips against Tara’s while whispering, “this is real, oh God, it’s so real.”
That’s all Tara needed to hear, after spending over three years with Willow at school and outside of school, she knew the tone when Willow was serious and telling the truth. Even after five years, she could still tell Willow was more than being honest with her.
“Willow, there’s so much to talk about,” Tara whispered, her hands left the redhead’s breasts and went to her back, down her hips and massaging the skin softly. “I only imagined talking with you tonight, never thought I’d get a kiss from you...and here we are, very much naked...together,” she swallowed and sighed before brushing her lips across the redhead’s chin and jaw line, “and all I can think of is how sweet it would be to make love with you, right here, right now,” the blonde pulled back and looked into Willow’s darkened green eyes, her lips parted and their breathing grew shallower.
“You always have me,” Willow murmured, capturing Tara’s lips in a passionate and deep kiss.
***
Willow’s moans pierced the air as Tara’s hands made a journey down her stomach. The redhead was now on her back and she felt Tara’s lips every where on her skin. She was so highly aroused that nothing she was thinking beyond this point was coherent.
Tara cupped Willow’s mound, her fingers sliding along the length while moving up to look at her new lover. She held back a moan when she felt just how wet Willow was for her. “I’m in love with you,” she whispered, slowly sliding in a finger, allowing the redhead to get used to her.
Willow’s tears could no longer be held back as she cried softly, while Tara made love to her. She felt Tara kiss away all her tears and past heartache. Her hips moved in a slow erotic dance as Tara’s fingers danced inside of her. Willow held the blonde tightly against her and left open mouth, loving kisses across her jaw line and ear.
Tara groaned in Willow’s ear, her breath washing across the redhead’s skin. She felt the hot wet slick and soft walls contracting around her fingers, pulling them deeper. “My Willow,” she licked the freckled ear and did a tug with her teeth.
“Tara!” Willow arched her back, her muscles tightened and her grip on the blonde increased. She breathed hard and shallowed as she rode out her orgasm.
Tara never removed her hand from it’s place, she continued to move in and out of Willow while straddling the other woman’s thigh, spreading her own desire across soft and muscled toned skin. She needed some friction on her throbbing center, she hips moved slowly, pressing her face into the crook with Willow’s neck.
Willow felt their breasts rub against each other’s as their lips met in a heated kiss. The redhead trailed her fingers down the blonde’s sides and then to her bottom, pressing her thigh securely between Tara’s legs, groaning quietly, feeling hot liquid smear her skin. Moving her slender fingers to the back of the blonde’s thighs then between her legs, she felt teeth pierce her skin as she pushed her fingers between silky folds.
“Oh Goddess!” Tara hissed, raising her hips a bit to allow Willow to touch her. She needed to feel the redhead deep inside her, she needed to feel that last bit of connection. “Please baby, please...” she said through shuddering breaths.
Willow complied and entered her lover with one finger, moving it back and forth, revelling in the feel of how good it felt to be inside Tara.
Fingers moved through hot and sticky regions for the first time. Mouths kissed and tongues danced to a tempo of an exotic beat. Harsh breathing filled the empty hotel room, and loving whispers were caught in moans and sighs. Muscles clamped down on fingers as the muffled screams and tremors coursed through heated and sweaty bodies.
Willow removed her fingers and rubbed it lightly against Tara’s sensitive clit, her mouth was still being gently prodded by Tara’s gracious tongue. Hips jerked against one another as Tara followed her moves, rubbing her fingers against her sensitive clit.
Finally, after what felt like forever, Tara collapsed on Willow’s slicked body, both breathing heavily. Her body still trembled from their love making, her eyes closed tightly as she placed a few loving kisses along the creamy white neck. “Are you okay?” she whispered hoarsely.
Willow giggled breathlessly and nodded, moaning her approval. “Oh yes.”
“Me too,” Tara kissed Willow again. “Perfect,” she murmured again.
“Can I stay here, with you all week?” Willow asked as she pulled up a blanket, covering them up, snuggling into her lover’s arms.
“I would love it if you stayed with us,” Tara smiled, kissing Willow’s skin again, it seemed as though she couldn’t get enough of the redhead.
“Us?” Willow raised an eyebrow, her fingers idly caressing Tara’s now cooling skin.
“Well Faith stays here too,” the blonde giggled.
“In this bed?” Willow hissed.
Tara looked at Willow’s face in the dim light coming from the window and smiled. “No baby, just you and me in this bed.”
“So, I’m your baby?” Willow smiled and leaned in to kiss Tara softly.
Reaching up and brushing hair out of green eyes, Tara smiled shyly and parted her lips, tracing her tongue against the redhead’s strawberry lips. “My...girlfriend?”
Willow sighed happily and pulled Tara closer. “I can visit you every once in a while in Alabama,” she whispered.
“You’re really not going to give up...on us?” Tara asked.
Willow shifted and propped up on her elbow, looking down over the gorgeous blonde. “Tara, we just found each other again, I’m not leaving you, now or ever.”
“But...home,” Tara whispered silently.
“I’ll plan trips, all long weekends are devoted to you, I’ll fly out to see you and the holidays we can get together...” Willow kissed the blonde’s closed eyelids. “We’ll figure all of this out.”
Tara nodded and curled up in Willow’s embrace, their naked bodies fit so perfectly together. “I love you,” she whispered in the night.
“I love you too,” Willow murmured, closing her eyes. “I get to wake up in your arms,” she said sleepily.
The blonde smiled and nuzzled her nose into red hair, smelling strawberry shampoo. “Night my love.”
The couple drifted off into a deep and sweet dreamland sleep.
***
Tara caressed the top of Willow’s hand while they watched Forces of Nature, with Sandra Bullock. “I don’t get it, those two were meant for each other.”
Willow sighed and watched the screen as Sandra’s character took a fit on the hotel bed while Ben Affleck’s character stuffed his packing bag. “I’ve seen this movie a million times Tare, and not matter how many times I watch it, the ending never changes.”
“Well that sucks,” the blonde sulked and frowned. “Sarah should be with Ben, it’s a must!”
“Ben is getting married to Bridget,” Willow chuckled at Tara’s frustrations with the movie.
“It’s clear they have chemistry, I just don’t get this movie.”
Willow turned off the movie and looked up at Tara once again. “We could rewrite the ending,” she smirked. “You can be Ben, I’ll be Sarah...I’ll go sit over in that chair and you pretend you just came back from telling Bridget that you’re in love with me!”
Tara blushed and licked her lips, but agreed to play along. She watched the redhead scramble up and into the chair, sitting there so quiet and being just so damn adorable. Biting her bottom lip, she smoothed out her skirt and burst into giggles. “Um Will? I don’t think Ben wore a skirt.”
Willow giggled then pretended to get all serious. “Shh! Just pretend!”
Tara chuckled and straightened out her shoulders before walking towards the redhead. “Hey,” she said in a low, sexy tone.
Willow’s eyes bulged out of her head and she shivered at the voice of Tara’s. “Uh...hey,” she squeaked before getting back into her role, “I mean, hey, how did everything go?”
Tara moved closer and cupped the redhead’s cheek, smoothing her thumb against the soft freckled skin. “She’s heart broken,” she whispered, “but I couldn’t lie to myself and I couldn’t lie to her. I’m in love with you, Sarah...I know it’s you, who I want to be with.”
Willow swallowed hearing those words come from Tara’s mouth while staring intently into her eyes, only it wasn’t her name that fell upon the blonde’s lips, it was a movie character’s. “You do?”
Tara nodded and moved in to kiss Willow on the forehead. “Come on, let’s get out of this rain and get warmed up.”
“One more stop first,” Willow said and blinked, her hands encircling Tara’s waist. “I need to see my son...”
Tara smirked and pulled back. “See? Was that so hard for them to make it end like that?” She tried to control her heartbeat, the little role play game made her tingle. She wanted so badly to tell Willow that she was the only one she’d ever want to be with, through good times and bad.
“It’s just a movie Tara,” Willow smiled softly, sitting back in her chair.
“I know, but how often does love come around like that? Do you think there will be a sequel?” The blonde asked hopefully.
“I don’t know, maybe you should write one!” Willow stood up and hugged her friend close. “But Tara, just know one thing...not matter what happens in life,” she pulled back and kissed the blonde on the cheek, “you’ll always have me.”
Tara’s heart swelled at Willow’s words and pulled the redhead closer, wishing, just wishing she wasn’t a coward and telling her just how she felt. In love.
~
The week was filled with dates and days in bed. If Willow and Tara weren’t with the others, they were in their own world, making love or watching movies.
When vacation time finally came to an end, Tara couldn’t stop crying. She didn’t want to part with the redhead again, she had a fear of losing Willow once finding her.
Willow held Tara, her own tears spilling from her green eyes, not wanting to part with the blonde either. “I promise, next chance I get, I’m on that flight to see you,” she sniffled, bringing their lips together, tasting the saltiness of their tears mingling.
Tara took a hold of Willow’s lips in a possessive kiss, she wanted Willow to feel every ounce of her love for the redhead. She heard Willow moan and pressed their mouths closer together. “Don’t leave,” she cried softly, the two sitting in the airport together, alone while their friends waited at a safe distance.
Pulling back, Willow blinked, tears tracking down her cheeks, while wiping Tara’s away. “I won’t be gone for long,” she whispered, “baby, I won’t be long.”
“No, you can’t leave,” Tara sobbed.
“I have to baby, all my stuff is in New York,” Willow cried. “I’ll call as soon as I get home, I’ll leave a message and I’ll call in morning.”
Tara nodded, hugging Willow close to her, burying her head in the crook of the redhead’s neck. She wasn’t ready to face the world without the redhead again.
“Tare, we have to start boarding,” Faith put a hand on Tara’s shoulder. “So does Willow,” she whispered.
Finally pulling back from each other, Willow kissed Tara so softly that it all felt like a dream. “I love you Tara Maclay, I’m not leaving this time without us knowing it for sure.”
“I know you love me, you showed me all week,” the blonde let out a small laugh. “I love you too, Willow Rosenberg.”
They kissed soft and slow one more time before parting. “Expect many and several calls from me,” Willow said, smiling.
“I’m counting on them,” Tara grinned and wiped her tears before taking her bag from Faith. “I love you,” she said again to the redhead.
Willow grinned broadly and took a deep breath. “I LOVE YOU TARA MACLAY!” she yelled so everyone turned around and once she had the attention of those in the airport, she cupped Tara’s face and kissed her deeply. “Until next time my beauty,” she whispered before taking off towards her gate where her friends waited.
Tara sighed and blushed, tucking her long hair behind her ears she felt Faith tag her along their gate.
“Finally you got laid,” Faith smirked, handing the guy her ticket.
“Does everything have to be about sex with you?” Tara asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Nah,” Faith sulked. “Never got laid once while I was here,” she grumbled.
“Yea right, I heard...I believe it was Buffy, in the next room...” Tara gave a cheeky grin.
“Oh, you could hear us? Never thought you could from all the noise you two were making,” the brunette stuck her tongue out as they got their seats on the plane, heading homeward bound.
***
TBC...
~Holly~ 
Baby, baby, baby when all you're love is gone, who will save me from all I'm up against out in this world
- Bright Lights - Matchbox Twenty
Edited by: Taras Shadow 
at: 3/26/04 11:16 am
by Red Jassy » Fri Mar 26, 2004 3:04 am 
willow in black swimsuit.. yup this definitely great update..
Holly 
,
Unrequited love gets together after all those years. Go 
and 
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I hope that Buffy and Faith get back together. 
Can't wait to 
more. Update soon, please? 
for the leaving part
uh I'm a big fan of your work. I've been following your stories on EF but this one is actually one of my most favourite ones of yours. okay i hope to see more soon! thank you Holly.
inky
ahead I hope
