Title: Lost Letters
Author: Jennifer
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F/F romance: If the idea and depiction of a same sex relationship bothers you, please do not read this story.
Pairings: W/T, X, B
Spoilers: None
Summary: Someone in Willow’s family has died and she discovers a painful secret.
Rating: PG to NC-17.
This part is NC-17, for nudity and sexual content. This rating is for the whole chapter.Angst Level: 5?
FIC: Lost Letters, Chapter 8b
By: Jennifer
Previously:Tara ran her fingers through Willow’s hair as she looked in her eyes. She searched them deeply, looking for any signs of uncertainty. “Are you sure?” she asked.
Willow’s eyes closed at the affection. She concentrated on Tara’s fingers, how they gently pushed through her hair, applying a slight pressure to her scalp as they went. She loved it.
“Yes. Are you?” Opening her eyes, she met the blonde’s and found her smiling.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything.” Leaning in, she softly kissed, Willow. Pulling her hand out of the redhead’s locks, she brought it down and cupped her cheek, her thumb passing over Willow’s ruby lips once she had pulled away.
Looking into her eyes again, she whispered. Her voice was full of emotion. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” Kissing the blonde’s thumb, she smiled and started to extricate herself from the bed, standing up and facing her girl. Her fingers toyed with the top of her sweat pants, before curling underneath them to pull them down.
Tara reached over and enclosed her hands over Willow’s. “Can I?”
Stepping up to her love as close as she could, she walked in between the other girl’s legs and letting go of Tara’s hands, she pulled her face against her chest, hugging her neck.
Tara closed her eyes and nuzzled her cheek against the soft skin underneath it, as her arms wrapped around the petite waist in front of her. Her nose pulled in the scent that was her love and she sighed. She was happy for this moment and wanted nothing more than to see it through.
Turning her head, she kissed the flesh underneath her lips, loving it with soft kisses.
“I thought you were going to… Oh, Goddess…” Willow’s voice trailed off when she felt her girl’s mouth moving higher, leaving lingering kisses on the swell of her right breast.
She closed her eyes, massaging the back of the blonde Wicca’s neck, feeling a shiver run up her body.
Tara grinned and brought her left hand around, up to the neglected breast and lightly cupped it in her hand. Her thumb running back and forth over the nipple, as she brought her mouth down and left a kiss on the nipple of the redhead’s right breast.
Hearing the other girl moan, she looked up and locked eyes with her before swirling her tongue around in a circle over the surface of the aureole, making it slick with saliva.
Willow’s right hand took purchase on the blonde hair in her hand, taking it in a handful and holding on. She tilted her head back when she felt Tara’s mouth close around her nipple, her warm tongue flicking over it, jiggling her flesh somewhat.
Pulling her tongue back, Tara closed her lips around the nub and pulled it into her mouth. Cupping her tongue around it, she suckled greedily.
Arching forward, Willow pushed more of her breast into her lover’s mouth, her left hand gripping around the blonde’s shoulder and squeezing it.
Tara sucked hungrily, not able to get enough of what was being offered to her. Her left hand squeezed the other breast a little harder and she felt the other girl shiver again.
The hacker let her head fall forward and looked down when she felt the mouth pull away, but she moaned when the girl moved her head and started to pay the same attention to her other breast. “Mmmm,” she let out appreciatively.
“Mmmm,” the blonde agreed, closing her teeth around the hard nub of Willow’s breast and pulling on it lightly. She bit down gently, but soothed the slight pain away with her tongue again, sucking on it.
When Tara placed a gentle kiss on the breast and looked up, the redhead cupped her cheeks and stepping back a little, she bent down, covering Tara’s mouth with her own and kissing her soul-mate without abandon.
She kissed her open mouthed, but kept her tongue back, brushing their lips together, over and over again.
They kissed passionately for a few moments, before the blonde moved her hands back down to Willow’s waist, resting them over the top of the sweat pants, hooking her index fingers inside on each side.
Pulling out of the kiss, she looked into sapphire eyes and started to pull the material down slowly. She pulled them down over the hacker’s hips.
Willow stood up fully, to give the other girl the room to maneuver her sweat pants down. She felt the cooler air sting her flesh, as the pants slid down her legs and fell in a puddle around her feet.
Tara kept her eyes on the redhead’s for a brief second, before letting her eyes trail down. She looked down at what she had uncovered and her heart felt heavy. Willow was so beautiful.
Leaning forward, the blonde kissed her lover’s stomach.
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Chapter 8b:Soft.
Supple.
Full.
Gentle.
Languorous.
Tender.
That’s how she would describe them. They were all that and much more, though. Tracing a pathway up her throat, placing lingering kisses in their wake.
Tara shivered and couldn’t help but tip her head back when she felt, Willow’s mouth near her larynx. She was thoroughly enjoying the loving attention her neck was being privileged to.
Willow tilted her head more to the right, allowing herself better access to the blonde’s throat. Her lips traveled over the curve, sliding the tip of her tongue along the silky skin.
Upon reaching the top of Tara’s throat, her lips closed over the girl’s larynx, lightly suckling it.
“Mmmm, Willow,” the blonde witch, moaned.
“Tara,” Willow whispered, her lips vibrating from the moan she received. Her attention reverted back and she continued to suck on the soft flesh.
“Goddess,” unhooking her arms from around the hacker’s neck, she pushed her hands up into the girl’s red locks, holding her head against her throat.
Shifting her hips closer on her lover’s lap, her legs tightened around Tara’s back. Her own hands snaked up the blonde’s back, cupping over and hugging her shoulders. Pulling her mouth away, she left a final kiss on the mark she left.
Tara disentangled her fingers from the redhead’s hair and lifted her hands around to gently cup Willow’s breasts, her hands squeezing into the small space between them.
Sucking in a lungful of air, the hacker trailed her lips down and started working her way over to the left side of Tara’s neck. She stopped however, when she suddenly felt the other girl stiffen, the hands on her breasts clamped down and almost painfully grabbed a hold – hard.
Pulling her head back, Willow looked at Tara, who had ducked her head and was trying to avoid eye contact with her. “Baby? What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?” Her voice was full of panic.
She unhooked her legs and tried to move away, but two strong arms hooked around her waist and held her there.
“N-no, Willow… p-please,” Tara’s voice was barely a whisper. She didn’t look up, but she kept her arms fastened to their hostage.
“Whatever you need. Just tell me what’s wrong?” With a look of concern, the redhead waited to see if the blonde would respond. When she didn’t, her right hand came around and cupped around Tara’s chin, pulling her head up.
Their eyes locked and that’s when she caught the first glimpse of tears. The liquid tears were flowing down the blonde Wicca’s cheeks, but that wasn’t all she saw. The other discovery caught her off guard.
Tara’s eyes were full of fear.
“Tara?” she asked again. “Baby, please… talk to me.”
The blonde pulled her head back down, but quickly felt it being pulled back up again. She felt her hair fall away from her shoulder and flutter down her back.
That’s when Willow noticed something that she hadn’t seen until now. “Oh, Goddess…”
*****
TBC...
Okay, first let me appologize for the cliffhanger and the state of confusion that some of you may be in at the moment. I
PROMISE that the next update will conclude this chapter and will NOT end in a cliffhanger. Forgive me?
Sorry it's taking me so long. I'm working on it, I swear. And sorry that this update was soo small.
OH... this part was not beta'd, so any mistakes are my fault. I'll go back and correct them later.
Next part, I promise answers and the continuation of the love scene. Hang in there, kittens!
Thanks guys.
Jen
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Tara had no words to respond. Instead she brushed her fingers through Willow's hair again and then she kissed her, lips brushing against Willow's so lightly, it stole her breath away. Then their mouths met again, this time with a fervour that Tara had longed for, and into which she put all the fear for Willow and herself that she had been holding in all this time. ~ "Monster Island," by Christopher Golden
Edited by: Jennpurr at: 2/26/03 1:21:48 pm