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Ok, I was expecting more feedback, but it's all good. Replying, and then, the second and final part. Thanks to everyone who left me feedback, and to those who just read it.  onyxsundrops: Heya! Yeah, I'm very evil. ut, I kept my promise, and the next update shall be up shortly. Thanks Yvonne. Spikeizmine87: Hey! Yep, a new Washi-fic, and a completed one!  Thanks, and hope ya enjoy. Marilda: Smut is here! Enjoy! soluna350: Hi! Glad you liked it, and yes, if you've read my other fics, you'll notice I have an evil streak. Hope you like it! AmbeRocks: Hey! And yes, I love being evil. Thanks for the belated bday wish. See, I didn't let ya wait long! WickedReds: Hi! Um, I left it there, cause I enjoy torturing readers I guess. Check out what I told soluna. Enjoy and thanks! taralicious: Hey! Thanks for replying, and I don't thik Anya's gonna let me borrow those. Willow did threaten her with rabbits after all. Enjoy! ***** Title: The Table 2/2 Author: Washi Rating: NC-17 overall Spoilers: Nope, can be put into any season. Disclaimer: I own nothing man, except for a cool lighter. So don't sue me Joss or ME or whoever, or all you'll get is said lighter. Summary: Table.
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Previously
Tara was lost in a world of Willow. Her tongue was teasing her earlobe while her hands were massaging her full breasts and her crotch was rubbing against Tara’s ass. She wondered briefly how her lover could do all these things at once, but she quickly forgot about the questions as her lover increased the tempo of her rubbing. The blonde could feel her wetness pooling between her legs from such a short encounter, but she knew that Willow could turn her on with a simple touch.
Suddenly, Willow’s warm body moved from behind her own, and Tara let out a disappointed moan. Willow quickly turned her around and took her hand, leading her to the sturdy research table. Turning her around, she sat her down on the edge of the table, then got on it herself, holding herself up on her knees and facing her lover, who had reclined back onto the cool wood.
“Willow, are you sure the table will hold? I don’t want to have to explain to Anya or Giles why the table is broken.”
“I’m sure, but I guess we’ll see. Come on baby, let’s live a little.” The redhead replied, her eyes holding a wicked glint.
Tara nodded and licked her lips as she saw Willow leaning towards her. Their mouths met, slowly at first, tasting and teasing, feeling the need to rediscover the flesh they were so intimately acquainted with. Tara’s left hand drifted once more to her lover’s nape while her right hand moved to the small of Willow’s back, holding her firmly. The kiss heated up, threatening to burn Willow’s plans to a cinder, and she pulled away, earning once more a displeased grunt from her lover.
“Don’t worry baby. Willow’s here to please tonight.”
“Baby, you’re always pleasing, every single night.”
Willow smiled and dived back into her fleeting kisses, never letting any of them heat up, her tongue teasing Tara’s, tasting her lower lip, lapping at it. She kept herself raised with her right arm while her left hand traced all of Tara’s outlines, painting her with her hand and memorizing every gasp and shiver until she felt the hem of her dress. She brushed the fabric upwards and her hand started moving upwards, revealing Tara’s flesh inch by inch, like she had promised. Her fingers caressed every bit of Tara’s body as it was exposed, and Tara lifted herself off the table a bit, pushing the soles of her feet against one of the small benches they usually sat on.
When her dress was bunched up under her breasts, Willow quickly sat back and pulled Tara’s body upright, and she moved to kneel on the small bench between Tara’s spread legs. She quickly took off Tara’s dress, and together they pulled off Willow’s dress, almost ripping it in their haste.
Willow stood and quickly removed her panties, bra and shoes. She quickly divested Tara of the last of her clothing and kneeled back onto the bench. The blonde moved to lay back on the table, but the redhead’s hands held her still.
“You stay right there missy! You’re my reward, and I get to do what I want to.” Willow told her lover, her eyes riveted to her lover’s body. She noticed Tara’s gulp and her nod.
The redhead smiled and her hands drifted to her lover’s face, cupping it, her thumbs caressing the smoothness of her skin in circles.
“You, Tara Maclay, are the most beautiful woman on earth, and I’m rewarded every time I get to make love to you. I love you.” She quietly whispered before her lips met her lover’s. Twins moans of passion and desire were muffled, but when Tara tried to deepen the kiss, Willow drew back and started kissing her lover’s neck, her tongue peeking out ever few kisses to lick the salty taste of her lover’s flesh. Her slender hands dug into Tara’s fleshy hips. Her kisses moved down, and she trailed her lower lip on Tara’s collarbone, before lightly biting at the juncture between her neck and her shoulder. Tara moaned, and both her hands held Willow’s head tighter to her chest as the redhead slowly took a small bit of flesh between her teeth and sucked on it.
“God, yes. Harder.”
Willow complied with her lover’s wishes and bit down harder. She sucked the flesh even more forcefully, marking her lover. Tara loved being marked by her, something which had surprised Willow at first. But Willow loved it, maybe it was her oral fixation manifesting itself, but she adored sucking and biting on her lover’s neck.
Willow sucked on the flesh some more, and when she was sure she had left a good mark on her lover, pulled back and blew on it, making Tara shiver with arousal. Willow continued paving her lover’s sternum with wet and hot open-mouthed kisses, making her way to her full breasts, the nipples standing out sharply, begging Willow for her attention.
Willow’s right hand migrated to settle on the small of Tara’s back and pulled her a bit forward as her other hand grabbed Tara’s right breast almost roughly, the slapping noise of the contact ringing in her ears. Willow’s mouth quickly found purchase on the blonde’s left breast, sucking as much of the breast as she could into her mouth, teasing the hard nipple on the ridges of her palate. The triple stimulation made Tara moan out loud, arch her back until her shoulders almost touched the table and the grip on Willow’s hair intensify.
“Oh fuck! Yesss!” the blonde hissed as her girlfriend started chewing softly on her candy nipple. Her hips started moving of their own, leaving a streak of wetness on the shiny surface of the table, hoping to relieve the throbbing of her clit somehow. She grunted, finding the movement was arousing her more than pleasing her.
Willow pulled back slightly and smiled at her lover.
“Getting worked up? Need some relief?”
Tara replied by biting her lip and grinding her hips again.
“You’re gonna have to wait baby. Cause I’m not anywhere near done yet.”
And with a smirk, Willow started bathing she nipple she was torturing lightly with her tongue. Continuous moans were emerging from Tara’s open mouth, and she licked her lips repeatedly as all the moisture in her body seemed to migrate to south. She was panting, her whole body moving slickly against the table’s surface as Willow changed breasts, giving her right nipple the same treatment as her left one.
Willow’s left hand joined her right one and she pulled her lover even closer, their heated skins touching, making the redhead moan as Tara’s wetness painted her body. The blonde ground her hips against Willow’s chest and let out a low keening as her clitoris and Willow’s erect left nipple kissed intimately. Willow shivered and her nipples grew even harder from the contact. She closed her eyes as sweat poured from her forehead and chest, mixing with her lover’s juices, making the blonde even slicker.
Tara leaned back on the table, supporting herself on her elbows as she kept thrusting against Willow’s flesh, and the redhead, not wanting to lose the sweet contact with her lover’s breasts, sat up more, making the blonde grind against the redhead’s flat tummy.
Tara’s head lolled back and sideways as her lover’s body and mouth continued pleasuring her. Her thrusting got more insistent, and Willow pulled back, only to move on the table, straddling one of Tara’s thighs as she moved upwards, stopping only when her breasts were in front of Tara’s mouth.
The smell of her own arousal on Willow’s skin drove Tara into a frenzy and she leaned her head upwards towards the redhead’s glistening nipples.
“Yeah baby, lick them, suck them, taste yourself on me!” the redhead almost shouted.
She was past the point of no return, and her dirty talk only made Tara start to thrust against the leg that was in direct contact with her pussy. She licked Willow’s breasts and started sucking, kissing and biting the redhead’s rock hard nipples.
Willow’s body was a gigantic puddle of melted nerves. Her head lolled spinelessly downwards as her lover pleasured her incredibly sensitive breasts. As Tara bit harder on one of her nipples, the redhead wrenched herself from her girlfriend’s mouth and pushed herself back, before crushing her mouth to Tara’s. She held herself suspended by her arms on either side of Tara’s head, sweat making her almost slide, as she moved around a bit, stopping only when both her knees were between Tara’s legs on the table. She then used her knees to spread Tara’s thighs apart, before thrusting slowly. Her clit touched Tara’s, and they both moaned as the small contact sent a trail of white hot passion through both their bodies.
They started rocking against each other faster, the image of their mixing wetness only making them settle into a harder rhythm. Tara raised her hands and grabbed Willow perfect ass, grinding even faster. Their clits were rubbing almost continuously now, without any break in their pleasure.
They were quickly heading towards their peaks, and Willow dropped her head to rest on her girlfriend’s forehead, kissing wetly along her cheek and ear. They were both gasping for air, and Willow could feel her orgasm start in her toes.
“Oh yeah, baby, harder, faster, make me come, come on baby, come for me…” she started babbling unconsciously as her hip thrusts became almost savage. She could feel the throbbing of Tara’s clit against her own and she knew she was close.
Tara nodded and also started moving her pelvis faster as sweat poured from her body. Her own stream of dirty talk emerged.
“Yesss, make me feel it make me feel you come, make me come. Yes! Yes! YES!” she bellowed as both of them came together, muscles tensed up, pushing hard into each other’s flesh. They could feel the spasming of their cores and their combined juices mixing and dripping onto the table.
Their hips thrusts slowed down and both women continued moaning as ever single contact gave them a mini-orgasm. Finally, Willow collapsed against her lover, and they both shifted to be able to lay on their sides facing each other, panting and moaning softly, basking in their afterglow.
“Whoa. That was just whoa.” Tara told her lover when they had both recovered their speaking-abilities.
“That sums it up.” The redhead told her girlfriend before leaning in to kiss her softly.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” The redhead replied, her eyes shinning.
They stayed that way for a few minutes, the silence enveloping them, until Willow started giggling.
“What’s so funny sweetie?” Tara asked, smiling.
“This is one sturdy table!” Willow replied, laughing.
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The End
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at: 10/25/04 7:14 pm
More soon?
and i think you almost did kill me there for a sec lol 
. I half expected the table to fall, but I'm glad it didn't--serious mood killer. Very well done (I guess it sort of makes up for your meanness). Thanks.
