Okay, this update is the NC-17 stuff. So kittens be warned. And see all disclaimers at the beginning of this fic
Chapter 8
Every part of Willow’s body responded to Tara’s offer to show her how to unleash the passion between them. She felt that she had never been so attuned to her own desire. Her desire was leading all her thoughts and actions. She looked intently at Tara, who had kneeled down before her, almost in supplication she thought. Willow knew that their relationship could never be one of inequality. They would always be partners in everything they shared.
Willow slowly knelt down matching Tara’s posture. She couldn’t bring herself to look at Tara, for fear Tara would see the wanting in her eyes. She couldn’t bear rejection remote, as it may seem she had been hurt before. She carefully reached toward Tara’s hand with hers. The contact seemed infinitesimally slow in coming. As her fingers touched the back of Tara’s hand, she felt Tara move her body forward. Their hands embraced and Willow found the courage to look up for the first time. All she saw was want looking back at her.
Tara could feel Willow’s hesitation, her reticence. She too had known what it was like to be unsure of herself, never knowing if she would be accepted or denigrated. Her heart broke for Willow. She knew how to make it better and she began.
“Willow, I want to be part of your life, to be a part of you,” Tara said soothingly,” I don’t think I have ever wanted anything as much as I want that.”
“I’ve never felt like this before, I mean I’ve dated and stuff, but never really known this kind of intensity with anyone, “ Willow replied.
“If it is too much we can stop, I will never force anything upon you, you do know that, right,” Tara asked.
“I don’t think you could ever force anything on me, I want this, I want you,” Willow looked deeply at Tara and reached her free hand to Tara’s face. “I just need you to do one small thing for me.”
“Anything Willow.”
“I just need you to start. I feel very awkward and don’t know if I could be all suave, can you just be kissing me now?”
With that last statement Tara covered the distance between them, scraping her knees along the way, and kissed Willow for all she was worth. She felt Willow relax into the kiss and let her hands roam. The heat from Willow’s hands was almost too much for Tara. She felt as is her whole body had heated up by ten degrees. She could feel herself begin to perspire. They deepened the kiss, luxuriating in the feel of their tongues against each other. Tara had always wondered what it would like to have the perfect kiss, now she knew.
Willow couldn’t believe that kissing Tara felt so natural. I wonder what else feels natural she thought. And somehow she had lost control of her hands completely. They seem to be traversing a route all on their own. Well, who was Willow to stop the adventure, she would just let them take her for a ride. She felt her right hand moving to the front of Tara’s body, moving slowly up the curve of her hip around to the underside of her breast. The weight felt perfect in her hand and she couldn’t help but cup it firmly from underneath. Her thumb brushed across the nipple and she almost had to stop kissing Tara from the excitement she felt shoot through her stomach.
She concentrated harder to enjoy the dual pleasure of Tara’s mouth and breast. She could master this no problem. She rolled the nipple between her thumb and index finger feeling it get hard. Tara moaned in response pushing her breast further into Willow’s hand. Willow palmed breast and wanted nothing more than to have it in her mouth.
“I think we have on too many clothes, Tara,” Willow stated huskily, hoping Tara would go for her suggestion.
“Let’s remedy that then, you take of mine, I’ll take off yours,” Tara teased.
Willow sprung quickly into action, too quickly as it turned out. She had pulled back suddenly causing Tara to lose her balance and fall back on her butt. Willow looked at Tara horrified, she felt like she would never recover from the embarrassment. Tara just laughed and extended her legs out to Willow saying, ” Maybe you should work on my pants first.”
Willow recovered quickly and began to pull at Tara’s jeans. “Sweetie, let me unbutton them first,” Tara said sweetly. Willow sat back on her heels looking sheepish. “I’m being over helpful, huh?”
“No, sweetie, I like over helpful Willow and Wiccan Willow, and soon I will like Naked Willow.”
Smiling broadly, Willow successfully pulled off Tara’s pants to find a very tiny thong. Didn’t think she was a thong girl, Willow thought, well, yea me! Willow climbed up to Tara reaching for her shirt to whip it off. She reached the hem and raised it along with Tara over Tara’s head. “Hold on, honey, I am still attached, there, now you can take it with you!”
Much to Willow’s delight Tara had chosen not to wear a bra, what with peasant tops being so loose, and her breasts being so firm, there was no need. Willow leaned into the middle of Tara’s breasts and breathed in the musk and heat. She shook her head lightly knowing that she would be a Tara breast girl from now on. She moves her head to the left and clamped her lips around Tara’s nipple. She slowly edged her tongue around the areola, moving in toward the nipple. As she made contact she felt Tara’s body tense, and Willow raked her teeth lightly around the bud. “Oooh, Willow!” Tara was panting, she didn’t think something as simple as suckling could make her quite so aroused.
“Now, you have on way to many clothes!” Tara stated firmly. She was a bit more adept at taking Willow’s clothes off. She even managed to unhook Willow’s bra with one hand. I like a girl with skills, thought Willow.
Tara lay Willow down and covered her with her own body. The feeling of comfort and desire mixed together as their bodies met. As if moving in a rhythm as old as time, they began to move together, legs intertwined. The smell of sex everywhere. They continued to kiss nipping at necks, sucking on earlobes, giggling kisses to one another. Neither had ever felt so loved.
Willow wanted more than to feel Tara against her. She could feel the wetness of Tara covering her leg and she wanted to feel that on her face. She began to move down to Tara’s center. Tara lay back knowing that she could ask for no more than this.
As Willow reached Tara’s stomach she could feel the heat rising from below. She nuzzled Tara’s mons, dipping her nose in slightly. The heady aroma overtook her and she began to move her tongue in circular motions. She found the clitoris and took it into her mouth. As she sucked slowly on the clitoris, she began to move her tongue round and round. She could hear Tara’s breathing getting heavier, and her hips had begun to move in time with Willow’s tongue. Willow decided to be much more adventurous by inserting two fingers into Tara.
She felt the heat envelop her fingers and she had never felt more at home. She kept time with Tara’s hips and her own tongue. She began to feel Tara’s body begin to clinch around her fingers and her clitoris swell even more so.
Nothing coherent had come from Tara since Willow began making love to her. No form of speech had been possible for her. All she could do was grunt softly and let herself flow into the feeling of Willow between her legs making her body quake. As she began to orgasm, the only thought she had was how she could keep this happening forever.
Tara lay there coming down from her orgasm as Willow reluctantly stopped what she had been doing. She moved up Tara’s body, kissing the girl with all the desire that had built up while making love. Tara could taste herself on Willow, and now she wanted to know what Willow tasted like.
She quickly rolled Willow onto her back and never hesitated in her destination. She reached Willow’s center and began to lick and suck and plunder Willow. She couldn’t believe that she had the good fortune to make love with someone so right for her.
Everything that she had felt for Willow thus far went into her lovemaking. She felt tears begin to stream down her face, tears of happiness that she could make this woman happy. Tara reached with her right hand up to Willow’s breast and simply placed her hand upon it. The warmth was perfect for Willow as she writhed on Tara’s tongue. Tara had inserted three fingers into Willow and felt wet, warm liquid cover her hand. I can’t believe I make her react this way, thought Tara. And that made her all the more responsive to Willow and her needs. Willow came hard, her body shuddered and she felt as if she had risen off the ground. Nothing had ever affected her this way.
Willow reached for Tara wanting to feel her close after making love. They looked into each other’s eyes and no words needed to be said. They were together. Tara pulled the covers over them and turned out the light. They had let their passion return them to their own time, their own plane of existence.
by Taras Shadow » Fri Sep 20, 2002 1:45 pm 
in a good way. A rose for you 
Goddess, more I need more! I can't get my fic up yet, it ain't ready! 
ah well