Hey kittens! Yep its true, I finally have a finished update
It's not that long, but hopefully you'll like it. It's been hard coming back to this fic, as Ive been writing another one, and Ive been reall busy...but I vowed to finish this, and finish it I will! Only one or two chapters left, and thats the end. So, enough babbling from me, here is chapter 37...
Enjoy! I hope...
Chapter 37.
Willow’s nose involuntarily twitched as it detected a familiar smell. Drifting from her sleepy state, her emerald eyes opened to meet ocean blue ones, watching her lovingly.
Her body still groggy with sleep, she rolled over, flinging one arm across Tara’s waist and burying her head in the crook of the blonde’s neck.
“What’s that smell…mmm…yummy…” the redhead murmured.
Tara ran her fingers through her lover’s hair, holding back an amused chuckle at Willow’s half-awake antics.
“Its breakfast baby, coffee and pancakes,” she smiled. “I called room service; I hope you don’t mind…”
“Nope, don’t mind...smells yummy….me like room service…” Willow mumbled against Tara’s neck.
“I think room service liked you too….he could hear you saying something in your sleep about raining frogs and monkey umbrellas,” Tara smiled teasingly as Willow groaned and held her tighter.
It wasn’t until Willow’s nose detected the scent of coffee moving closer, and the distinctive sound of Tara’s lips taking a sip of the warm liquid, that she lifted her head and smiled. Flashing her girlfriend her cutest grin and wiggling her eyebrows for good measure, she trailed her fingers along Tara’s bare arm,
“Is there any for me…?”
“Of course baby,” Tara reached over to the bedside table, taking a cup of coffee and handing it to Willow, who sat up slightly to take a sip.
As they drank their coffee and ate their pancakes, the two girls sat in comfortable silence, throwing side long glances at each other and smiling contentedly. As she swallowed her last mouthful of pancake, Tara looked up at Willow and couldn’t hold back her soft laughter as she saw something she’d failed to notice before.
“What? What’s so funny baby..?” Willow asked, amused.
“It’s just...erm…you still have chocolate on your nose!”
“Chocolate?” Willow asked, slightly confused.
“Yes chocolate,” Tara confirmed as she leant over slightly and placed a soft kiss on the tip of Willow’s nose “Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten about the fun we had with chocolate sauce last night..?”
Her girlfriend’s eyes widened as she realized that in her sleepy state the events of the previous night had indeed slipped her mind.
“Oh, *that* chocolate! Mmmm”
“Yes that chocolate missy,” Tara teased with an adorable lopsided grin, “I think we’d better take a long hot shower before we go anywhere, make sure there aren’t any traces leftover…” she trailed off suggestively.
“Oh definitely,” Willow grinned. “What time is it anyway?”
“Erm….its actually 12.30,” Tara blushed. “I guess we wore ourselves out last night.”
“12.30?!” Willow exclaimed, interrupting Tara’s trail of thought. “How could I let us sleep ‘til 12.30? Right now we should be on the beach, taking a walk and then having a romantic picnic for lunch…my whole itinerary is ruined!”
Tara raised am eyebrow at her girlfriend’s dramatic outburst.
“Itinerary?”
A blush quickly covered Willow’s cheeks as she reached towards the bedside table, opening the draw and fumbling for a piece of paper. Handing it to Tara, she watched the blonde carefully for a reaction. Scanning the paper, Tara chewed her lip half in puzzlement, and half amusement.
“You even scheduled drinks and bathroom breaks,” she commented dryly.
Willow scrambled lower on the bed, pulling the covers up over her head in embarrassment.
“Mmmhmm….”
Tara smiled and slid down the bed too, joining Willow under the sheets. Kissing her girlfriend’s cheek lovingly, she wrapped her arms around her waist.
“Don’t be shy baby, I think it’s sweet.”
“Y-you do..?” The redheads self consciousness was betrayed by her slight stutter.
“Of course, but I was kinda thinking…..after we’re cleaned up and everything…do you think we could go home? I mean, I’ve had a wonderful time here love, but right now all I want to do is go home, to
our home.”
Willow smiled at this, whispering “Our home” to feel the words roll over her lips.
“Of course baby, let’s go home.”
***
Just over an hour later, and Willow and Tara were finally showered and dressed, and in the midst of packing. Folding up a blue shirt, Tara packed it into the top of her bag, pushing down the clothes that were inside firmly and zipping it up at the same time.
“All done,” she grinned.
Willow zipped up her bag as she heard Tara’s words, “Me too.”
The two girls smiled at each other, both knowing that this was a momentous day for them. Yes, they had slept in the same room, the same bed, for many nights since they had first gotten together. But this was totally different, their first big commitment. Today they would be moving in together, it would be their room; and the two girls couldn’t think of anything more perfect.
Entwining their hands together, the two girls made their way down to reception, knowing grins on their faces. Willow handed Tara the keys to Xander’s car, so that the blonde could go put her bag into the boot while she handed their room keys into reception and paid the bill. Having paid, Willow left the hotel with a swing in her step, her eyes scanning the car park for the blue Citroen.
Her emerald eyes instead focused on the sight of her girlfriend bending over to place her bag into the boot, pushing it as far back as it would go. The jeans that Tara was wearing were clinging in all the right places, giving Willow a very nice view indeed. Completely unaware, Tara stood up straight and smiled as she saw her girlfriend moving towards the car, her bag over her shoulder. It wasn’t until the redhead got closer that Tara noticed the somewhat voracious look in Willow’s eyes, a look which she had seen many times.
Before she knew what was happening, she was being pushed up against the car and Willow’s lips were upon her own, kissing her with slow, barely controlled passion. Loosely wrapping her arms around Willow’s waist, their lips met again and again, igniting the flame between them once more. Placing one last soft kiss on Tara’s full lips, Willow rested her head on Tara’s shoulder, sighing softly.
“I can’t wait to get you home...” she said under her breath, causing Tara’s breath to hitch. Smiling mischievously as Willow saw her comment have the desired effect, she pulled away and threw her bag into the boot with Tara’s, slamming the door shut.
Taking their seats in the car, Tara reached for her seatbelt and pulled the strap tight across her,
“Do you think we should have called Buffy? I mean, she’s not expecting us back until later tonight.” Tara clipped the seatbelt in and looked up at her girlfriend, who smiled back at her, turning the key to start the engine.
“I’m sure it’ll be fine, she’ll probably be with Faith somewhere anyway.”
Tara nodded and Willow squeezed her girl’s hand in hers reassuringly before putting the car into gear and moving out of the car park.
***
Meanwhile in Sunnydale, Buffy and Faith were surrounded by half filled boxes and suitcases. There was very little packing being done, however, as Faith was pinning Buffy to the bed.
“Faith…” *Kiss* “I should be packing right now…they’re due back today…” *kiss*
“Relax B, there’s plenty of time” *kiss*
“Um…ok then…” *kiss* “Your kisses are very convincing” *kiss*
“I know, you can’t resist me”
Buffy slipped out from underneath her girlfriend, flipping her over and straddling her hips, dipping her head to kiss Faith’s lips heatedly, “You’re right, I can’t resist….”
***
Parking the car outside the UC Sunnydale dorms, Willow turned and faced her girlfriend, who smiled warmly at her.
“I guess this is it…home” she smiled, a little nervously.
“Yep,” Willow agreed. “Home…”
Tapping her fingers on the steering wheel, she realized that she was as nervous as Tara.
“Do you wanna grab some coffee before we go up baby?” she asked, hoping to dispel some of the tension that had built within the car.
Taking a deep breath, Tara reached for her girlfriend’s hand, entwining their fingers and lightly tracing her skin with her thumb,
“We have plenty of time for coffee sweetie, lets just get up there and move into our room first,” she smiled, her blue eyes sparkling as her lips formed the words ‘our room’.
Leaning closer, Willow kissed Tara’s lips tenderly, the tip of her tongue grazing her lips with promise. “Ok baby, let’s go.”
***
As the girls unloaded the car and moved up the stairs towards Willow and Buffy’s room, Faith and Buffy were still surrounded by half packed boxes, although this time they were very much naked, clothes scattered across the room. Buffy was trailing kisses along Faith’s neck and down her body, as her hand caressed her side, slowly moving towards Faith’s breasts. It had been two hours since they’d given up on packing, and yet the blonde was showing no signs of running out of energy any time soon; her teasing was driving Faith wild.
“Fuck, B…no more teasing….” The brunette arched her back into Buffy’s touch, completely unaware that outside the door….
***
Willow and Tara had reached their room, and Tara was smiling shyly as she retrieved the small box which was nestled safely within her bag, containing her key. Locking eyes with her girlfriend, she pushed the key into place, and turned it.
TBC.
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Edited by: willowsgirl at: 7/26/04 6:28 am