Food for Thought

[Tempest Duer]

Uhhhhhhhnnn?



Yeah, you need an "unsafe for work" warning.

Saying that up is down will not make up, down.



~Gene Burns

[taralicious]

Update 34-I won't get too worried about the portentous fate these cards spelled out as you did assure us that Donny's appearance wasn't the dire cesspool of despair we all felt it to be so I shall sit and wait impatiently about their meaning to reveal itself.

I loved the ferris wheel under the blanket action.

Update 35-This is another of those updates that should have a warning about not drinking hot beverages when reading.

I mean .

So sexy and blood-boiling with the bending over the mattress from behind and a return to funhouse Tara with watching themselves in the mirror.

Again with the fingers and tongues in nice places.

Edited by: taralicious at: 5/30/04 11:11 pm

[SJ]

Hot and sexy update

[Stroke of Luck]

2 great updates



But i still wanna know what the fortune teller said and i am still kinda WOWY here ...hehe that position was hot and with mirrors too hmmm that was great sex indeed...cant wait for the payback



Cu

SoL/Natti

"I wish that you were here or that I were there, or that we were together anywhere!"

[BurningWhiteRose]

Wow....I'll never look at mirrors the same again....



This fanfiction has got to be on my favorites list...its....Oh wow.....



Write More!!



Sincerely,

BWR

[soluna350]

I know I dont leave much feedback but I still love your fic. update soon

[Mikaelah Braenna]

Great update!



~Mikaelah

Willow: "Where would you go? If you felt lost and alone? ..."

Tara: "To You..."

~~Truly and Forever~~

[onyxsundrops]

Thanks everyone for reading and/or replying.



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Sam darls-Thanks for the comments.



Veiled isis moon-I'm glad I could bring out your inner kinkyness.



Tempest Duer-"unsafe for work" warning? Funny you say that, because I wrote that update at work. Thanks.



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SJ-Thanks for the feedback.



Stroke of Luck-You'll find out what the fortune teller said soon (next few updates or so). Thanks.



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It's that time again (finals week), so my mind's either empty or crowded. In addition to some papers that I need to write, I'll try to get an update finished soon. Thanks again.



Yvonne

[Tempest Duer]

Yvonne, where to you work??

Saying that up is down will not make up, down.



~Gene Burns

[onyxsundrops]

Tempest, I work at a firm, but now it might be harder to write since they've moved my office closer to the boss. Thanks for reading.



Yvonne

[onyxsundrops]

Food for Thought Part 36



****



“Ooh, mail,” Buffy smiled, pulling a white envelope from the restaurant’s small mailbox. It was the first piece of mail they’d received since opening and the blonde cook was both excited and cautious. “It’s from the health department.” She frowned, opening the letter as she leaned against the window, waiting for Willow to unlock the door.



“They’ve scheduled us for a mandatory inspection,” Buffy continued, her frown deepening.



“What?” Willow struggled with her keys as the door finally swung open. “But... but we haven’t done anything wrong. Unless there’s something you’re not telling me.” She frowned at her best friend.



“Don’t worry,” Buffy rubbed her friend’s shoulder, “I always pick all of the blonde hairs out of the tuna salad.” Without looking at Willow’s expression she walked back into the kitchen.



“Oh, okay... wait... what?” The cook’s words registered in the redhead’s head.



“She’s kidding,” Tara gave her partner a reassuring smile. The blonde watched Buffy grinning in the small kitchen window as the cook tied a bandana over her head.



“Right, right,” Willow nodded, different thoughts running through her mind. “So why do you think they’re coming? Maybe someone complained,” her teeth caught the corner of her lip. “Should we make a complaint box? We could put it next to the tip jar, you know, balance it out a little.”



“Willow, sweetie, it’s okay.” Tara cradled her girlfriend’s face within her hands. “We’re new. They probably just want to make sure we’re following the rules or codes and that we’re safe for the public.” She kissed the adorable pout, “Okay?”



“Okay,” the redhead smiled then frowned. “Should we get uniforms? The place down the street has shirts and hats and these cute little clippy things that they wear.” She gestured wildly with her hands.



“Do you honestly think,” Buffy pushed through the door, having heard Willow’s question, “that a few shirts and some pin thingies are going to bring in more customers? ‘Cause if it is, I must be doing something wrong.”



“It couldn’t hurt,” the manager shrugged.



“Well, you could always wear that apron Anya got you.” The cook grinned, “I’m sure that’ll turn some heads.”



“She got you one too,” Willow countered.



“Anya bought you an apron? That was really sweet of her,” Tara leaned into her partner, “why don’t you ever wear them?” Both Willow and Buffy stared at her as if she were crazy. “What?”



“It’s a long story.”



“We lost ‘em.”



Their responses were nearly shouted in unison. Needless to say, Tara didn’t ask any more questions about Anya’s gift.



Several hours later, the doorbell jingled and Faith sauntered in. “Well, Red,” she flopped down on the front stool, swirling around to face Willow who stood at the counter, “looks like I might be needing that job after all.” The brunette acted like it had taken all of her willpower to say so few words.



“Are you sure?” Willow quirked an eyebrow. “‘Cause if you are, you’re hired.”



Faith nodded, gloomily, before perking. “So does this mean I get free food now?”



“Well, you can get free smells.” The redhead grinned. “And they’re quite tasty too,” she smacked her lips, playfully teasing the other girl.



Rolling her eyes, Faith’s mouth curled into a smile before she headed back to see her girlfriend. Buffy was cutting fruit when she entered the kitchen.



“You are looking at the newest employee of this here little shindig.” Faith chuckled when the blonde turned and enveloped her into a hug.



“You’re kidding me, right?” The cook kissed her partner before pulling back. “You got desperate, huh?” She smiled, knowingly.



“Uh...,” the newcomer grinned, sheepishly.



“Well, I’ll be more than happy to show you the ropes,” Buffy smirked, pulling Faith in for another kiss.



****



“They’re making out back there,” Willow looked at the kitchen door for the second time. “What if the health people come and they’re all... well... you know.”



“I’m sure they’re just-.” Silverware clattered to the ground, echoing into the front of the restaurant. “I’ll go check,” Tara cleared her throat and hurried behind the door.



“Rough night,” the redhead smiled, nervously, to a couple who looked toward the kitchen door. “They’re just,” a squeal came from the kitchen, “uh... rearranging... things.” She busied herself with cleaning the counter and avoiding eye contact.



Tara caught an eye-full and squealed loudly when she entered the back of the kitchen. “O-Oh, sorry... sorry,” she backed up. The couple wasn’t into anything too heavy, but Tara couldn’t shake the sound of plastic gloves in strange places. The blonde apologized fiercely until she had backed herself all the way out of the kitchen.



Buffy removed her sweaty hands from under Faith’s shirt, blushing as she peeled the gloves from her fingers. “We’ve been busted,” she laughed, stating the obvious.



“And I think we’ve scarred poor Tara.” Breathlessly, the brunette leaned her head against the backdoor of the room.



****



“Well?” Willow asked when she saw her girlfriend enter the room.



“They were, uh,” plastic gloves, Tara shuddered. “Cleaning.” She lied halfheartedly, fearing that Willow’s overloaded mind would flip-out from the truth.



The redhead frowned but shook it off and nodded as Tara joined her behind the counter. “Anything new?” The blonde waitress asked.



“N-... damn it,” Willow sighed, glancing out the window, “those kids are back.” She groaned, unhappily.



A few days ago, a group of teenagers had started hanging out in front of the restaurant. At first, she didn’t really care, but then it became a habit.



“I’ll be right back,” Willow huffed. Tara watched her girlfriend as she talked with the diverse group of youths. The conversation was apparently short as the redhead walked back in with a smile on her face.



“What happened?” Tara frowned, noticing that the kids were still loitering.



“I promised them free drinks if they left and only came back as paying customers.” Willow said, grabbing five plastic cups from the holder and pouring the drinks.



“So, you bribed them?”



“I negotiated.” The manager smiled before heading back outside.



****



“Oh, look what I found.”



The four girls had closed shop an hour ago and were thoroughly cleaning the restaurant. Buffy pulled out the small radio from its dusty hiding place. Blowing the speckles away, she coughed repeatedly as she wiped the remnants of dust from the silver object.



“Does it work?” Tara asked, taking the radio when Buffy handed it to her. The blonde turned a few knobs and smiled in triumph when music played through the speakers.



“Now cleaning won’t be so boring,” Faith said from her position atop the counter.



“Yes, and that might actually be true if you were cleaning.” Willow raised an eyebrow toward the brunette. Taking her cue, Faith hopped from the counter and grabbed an extra broom.



When they’d finished up, Faith and Buffy began inching toward the door. “We’re going to take off,” the cook grabbed her jacket. “Will you guys be okay here?”



“Yeah, we’ll be leaving soon anyway.” Willow called after the retreating figures. “They were making out, weren’t they?” She turned toward her girlfriend.



Tara reddened as she lowered the last blind, “Um, maybe... just a little,” the blonde faced her girlfriend, knowing that she wasn’t mad from the teasing smile.



“I knew it,” Willow smirked, “besides, cleaning never made that much fog on the window.”



“You knew that I was lying?” Tara pouted, moving closer to the redhead. By the time Willow grinned, Tara was already on her. “I guess I’ll just have to punish you for that,” a wicked smile lit up her face.



“Mmm-please.” Willow mumbled into the kiss. Time stopped as they explored each other, growing closer until their bodies seemed to melt together. Swaying lightly, they lost themselves, moving along with the slow rhythms on the radio.

[soluna350]

Update! I loved the teasing and faith and buffy making out. great update.

[sam darls]

Great update and Buffy and Faith..hehe . Love sam xx

"Sometimes things happen between people that you don't really expect. And sometimes the things that are important are the ones that seem the weirdest or the most wrong. And those are the ones that change your life." - Jessie Sammler (Evan Rachel Wood)

[littlecrazy80]

Great update!



*lil´c*

"I am S-E-X-Y" Amber at the FedCon



SweetAmber ~~~ Amber Board

[Stroke of Luck]

Hehehe they were caught. Those poor girls, but now they are having lots of time to make it up for the other time

Great update, wanna more



Cu

SoL/Natti

"I wish that you were here or that I were there, or that we were together anywhere!"

[Tempest Duer]

Aww... Faith working at a cafe, how cute is that?

Saying that up is down will not make up, down.



~Gene Burns

[BurningWhiteRose]

Faith got desperate, Gloves on skin...Poor Tara!



!!!





Sincerely,

BWR

[bluewillowwitch]

Yvonne ,

I loved the updates! A didldo huh? Have to say that I didn't see that one coming. I can't wait to see what is nexted for and . They seem to be having one fun moment after another. Can't wait to more. Update soon, please?





Grace

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"Fate keeps on happening."--Anita Loos

[veiled isis moon]

Hi. My inner kinkyness is not quite undercontrol yet, i'll have to work on that! Great update, fun and cute.



Michelle

[SJ]

Great update

[taralicious]

Once more with feelings of elation and erotically charged kinkiness.

You know, it's a wonder that they manage to serve any food at the restaurant as I'll never being able to think of washing up in the same way again.

Now, everytime I put on a pair of plastic gloves I'm going to picture Buffy feeling up under's Faith's t-shirt with them.

I can only say for that visceral image.

Nothing like images of Faith/Buffy to get the blood pumping amidst other organs.

OOOO, add punishment Tara to the list of personas she wields.

[onyxsundrops]

Food for Thought Part 37 *Thanks for reading and/or responding.*



****



There is always a need for protection and completion, but something lays dormant within you. A choice. Will you take a chance or question the unexpected?



****



Willow smiled down at her sleeping partner and brushed her lips around the outline of Tara’s jawbone. Settling into her exploration of the blonde’s skin, she groaned softly when a faint beeping noise tickled her ear. The redhead tried to ignore the sound, but couldn’t and turned over her shoulder to see a green light flashing on her laptop. Grumpily, Willow unattached herself from around Tara and blinked at the ‘low battery’ sign flashing across the dim screen.



Staring, dumbly, as if her mind couldn’t function properly while away from the slumbering figure underneath the blanket, it took Willow a minute or two to plug her laptop in. She chanced a tempting look back at the bed, but the allure of her email pulled her away. After deleting the spam mail that her software hadn’t caught, the redhead’s attention lingered on a specific email title. Final confirmation. She grinned as she read the screen and her mood brightened instantly when she sent her reply of thanks to the sender.



In her sleep, Tara turned fully onto her back, breathing softly as her hand slid underneath her lover’s pillow. Still glowing, Willow quickly kissed her partner and quietly left the room in search of breakfast.



A note from Buffy, attached to the counter, said that she and Faith would open the restaurant to give them extra ‘snuggle time’, so Willow didn’t worry too much about being late. However, when her eyes lowered to the ‘I need a favor,’ written at the bottom and a smiley face with its tongue circling the word ‘favor’, the redhead frowned. Her brain went over every possible favor the blonde could want and her frown grew at each one.



After twenty minutes of scrounging through the kitchen, Willow settled on toast, juice and a smile. Since the tenants were hardly home during the past week, the refrigerator was quite bare and wheat toast and apple juice was the only edible items, which didn’t require culinary skills. Balancing the plate and glass as she perfected her smile, Willow returned only to find that Tara was still asleep. Or was she?



Blue eyes snapped shut when Willow entered the room, although not before catching the redhead’s surprise. Evening her breathing to make it appear as if she were asleep, Tara waited for her girlfriend to set the food on the table, and gently rolled halfway onto her side. When Willow’s back was to her, she quickly brushed the hair away from her neck, leaving the expanse of skin for her lover to view. But Willow did more than view, especially when Tara felt soft, slightly wet, lips kiss her throat.



Willow felt a moan rumble against her mouth and smiled into her partner’s neck. From the small tremble in the blonde’s frame and the groan that followed, she knew that Tara wasn’t asleep. Her theory was proved with another kiss and the blonde, subtly, tilting her head back onto the pillow.



“Are you awake?” Willow asked, quietly. When Tara didn’t respond, a sneaky grin teased Willow’s lips and she pulled away. “I guess I’ll go take my shower then,” she whistled as she began collecting her things.



Tara intended to continue her game and remained silent.



“It’s kind of chilly in here,” the redhead thought aloud.



Spurred by Willow’s voice, the blonde shivered as her nipples tightened under the blanket. Regardless of the fact that her body had a mind of its own, Tara stuck to her plan and kept her eyes shut.



“Ever notice how things just... harden, when there’s a breeze,” Willow went on speaking to herself as she grabbed a towel from her closet. With her back turned, she grinned and thought that she could actually hear Tara’s toes curl.



“Oh well, I guess a nice, hot shower will take care of that,” she finished in a singsong voice, moving toward the door.



“Don’t you dare leave this room.” A sensuous voice stopped her within the doorway.



“Oh, you’re awake.” Willow glanced over her shoulder, eyebrows rising in mock surprise.



“I’m more than that,” Tara snorted, wearing nothing but shorts and a lazy smile as she threw back the covers. Since plan A was officially a bust, the blonde decided to try a different method as she directed a smiling Willow into the bathroom, leaving behind the forgotten toast and juice.



****



The couple arrived at work slightly later than usual and although Willow had rushed her partner through the door, Anya was hot on their trail before she could lock it.



“Hello everybody,” she called, brightly. “I didn’t have the chance to come by yesterday, so I thought I’d stop in today.”



“Lucky us,” Willow grumbled as she stored her belongings under the counter.



Anya ignored the comment as her gaze settled on Faith and the apron the brunette was wearing. “They got you too, huh?” She shook her head and clicked her tongue in disappointment. “So where do you hide the string bean pods, anyway?” The blonde looked toward the kitchen before glancing at Willow. “I know they’re back there somewhere.”



“Would you like to see them?” Faith asked with a sinister grin, mentally sizing the annoying girl and knowing that the closet would fit her.



“Honey, please don’t frighten away our only customer,” Buffy said, leaning against the door. “And yes, you are paying this time.” The cook added as she looked back to Anya.



“That’s right, I am your only customer,” Anya nodded, jutting her chin out and ignoring the rest of Buffy’s statement. “So be nice or there’ll be no tip for you,” she wiggled her finger at the new employee.



“You’re just a regular ball of sunshine, aren’t you?” Faith shook her head as she began taking chairs down from atop the tables.



“Well,” Anya beamed, “I go by many names.”



“I’ll bet,” Willow grumbled again.



“What can we get you, Anya?” Tara quickly cut in, breaking her silence for the first time. When Anya held her tongue, took a seat and began frowning over the menu, Tara knew what was to come and settled in the seat across from her.



“What are you plotting now?” Willow asked once business had calmed down a bit. She leaned against the back kitchen counter, keeping an eye out front as Buffy smiled at her.



“Nothing,” the cook tried to look as innocent as possible.



“Right,” the redhead smirked, “so what’s the favor? I don’t have to sell anything, do I?” She raised a curious eyebrow.



“No,” Buffy chuckled at a distant memory. “But I was wondering... well, you see...,” she saw the ‘I can’t wait to hear this’ expression on Willow’s face. “Do you, by any chance, have any special plans for the weekend?”



Willow frowned, expecting to hear something beginning with ‘well, I have this idea’, which in the past, had been followed by a call to her parents.



“Something that, uh, requires, oh I don’t know...,” Buffy went on, lowering her voice, “me having the house to myself?” She plastered a cheesy grin to her face, hoping to persuade her best friend.



“The entire weekend?” Willow grinned and mischievously poked the blonde’s shoulder. “And why, may I ask, would you need the house for the entire weekend?” She asked, holding back her laughter when she saw the cook’s expression.



“No reason.” Buffy knew that her friend could read her face like an open book and fought the urge to turn away. But she did turn and her gaze landed on the small window and the brunette hunched over the table, seemingly fighting sleep.



Willow followed the movement. “Well, Tara and I had planned to have a smorgasbord, you know, with different flavored ice creams and old romance films....”



“Uh huh.” Buffy’s eyes remained on the window. Faith’s nodding head slipped from her hand and the suddenly alert brunette looked around to see if anyone had noticed.



“... and then we were going to paint our toenails and have a tea party on the front lawn.” The redhead watched for her friend’s expression, “Which reminds me, I accidently turned your favorite sweater orange, but it’s nothing bleach won’t get out.”



“Right.” Buffy’s eyes glazed over as she watched Faith stretch. Her head titled to the side to catch the curve as her girlfriend’s breast strained against her T-shirt.



“So, are you and Faith doing the deed yet?”



“Yeah.” The cook blinked, “Wait, what? No, we... no. Did you answer my question?” Completely lost, Buffy turned toward her friend who smiled knowingly.



“You won’t hear from us the whole weekend,” Willow promised. “Well, except if the house burns down. But then, the phone might catch fire too, so you won’t actually ‘hear’ from us.”



“I get it,” Buffy smiled thankfully, “so you’re just going to hangout at Tara’s place?”



“I’ve made plans, yes,” Willow bit back her secret grin. Her plans didn’t exactly involve Tara’s place, well not unless they got caught up like that morning, but it would only be for a few hours.



“I know that look,” the blonde smirked, “that’s your ‘I’m being sneaky’ look. Spill.” She hopped onto the counter, careful of the stove.



“It is, isn’t it.” Willow giggled, smugly. “But I won’t spill just yet, I don’t wanna curse anything.” The redhead mentally went over her plans, “Although, when we get back, I’ll give you the child friendly version of my sneakiness but only if you spill too. How’s that?”



“Sounds good.” Buffy nodded, her own plan formulating in her mind when Willow left.

Edited by: onyxsundrops at: 6/16/04 3:37 pm

[veiled isis moon]

All this sneaking around making sneaky plans! What have the girls got in store for their girls???? A curious cat would like to know!



Michelle.x

[BurningWhiteRose]

Plans are always good...it means lots and lots of goodness.



Like that morning scene...



RoCk oN!!



Sincerely,

BWR

[wimpy0729]

Oh yeah -- gotta love the sneaky plans.



And Buffy's got plans for Faith...for the entire weekend...she'll really be worn out then!



You know you've got me really intrigued now. Can't wait for more!



Wimpy

[sam darls]

Ooh sneaky plans.. . Great update. Love sam xx

"Sometimes things happen between people that you don't really expect. And sometimes the things that are important are the ones that seem the weirdest or the most wrong. And those are the ones that change your life." - Jessie Sammler (Evan Rachel Wood)

[littlecrazy80]

Great update!



*lil´c*

"I am S-E-X-Y" Amber at the FedCon



SweetAmber ~~~ Amber Board

[Tempest Duer]

Oooh! Sneaky Willow!

It's insulting to the whole gender[sic] of rap.



~Eminem

[bluewillowwitch]

Yvonne ,

I love the update! was so cute trying to pretend to be asleep. Okay, why am I suddenly scared at the the thought of sneeky ? Buffy doesn't really worry me but sneeky does. Oh well, whatever it is I'm sure can handle it. Can't wait to more. Update soon, please?





Grace

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"Fate keeps on happening."--Anita Loos

[Mikaelah Braenna]

Okay, you have my curiosity peeked... several thoughts have run through my mind on what Willow could possibly be planning... especially after Tara's morning game. Hurry up and tell us, please!



~Mikaelah

Willow: "Where would you go? If you felt lost and alone? ..."

Tara: "To You..."

~~Truly and Forever~~