Willow shuffled in and went straight to the couch pulling at the laces of her sneakers. It had been a quite ride home in her Dad’s car but then again she’d uncharacteristically spent the evening trading barbs with her mother. Who after Tara’s well-timed comment had thankfully given up on the boy thing but had seemed to find a 1001 other hotbed topics to revolve around.
“I’m sorry.” Willow looked up as she took the second shoe off to see Tara following her into the living room.
“I’m sorry too.” Tara, having already kicked off her sandals in the hall, she padded barefoot over to the chair next to the couch.
“No, you were great, you were fantastically self controlled and intelligent and profound. If my mother was so busy being totally brain dead she’d have loved you.” Willow sighed.
“She wasn’t being brain-dead, just…” Tara paused looking for a suitable adjective. “Blinkered.” She offered.
“Do you still love me even if half of my parental origins are blinkered?” Willow question leaned back into the couch turned towards the blonde.
“Sweetie, I’d love you no matter what.” Tara replied honestly.
“I had hoped... well I had wished...” Willow sighed deeply. “I wished that they’d instantly see how happy we are and how in love and get over all the reactions.”
“I think you can safely say your Dad did.” Tara glanced down at the floor briefly.
“I know... do you mind being a princess?” She questioned softly.
“I’m not a princess.” Tara shook her head she carefully loosened the tie on one of her braids and nimbly began to undo it.
“You are.” Willow contradicted immediately. Without thinking she reached up and moved behind Tara to help undo the braids.
“I love you, you know that right.” Tara leaned back a little her back settling against Willow.
“I do.” Willow whispered pulling her fingers through the soft wavy blonde hair. She loved it when Tara put her hair into a braid right after washing it leaving waves of crinkles in the long locks.
“Did you mind that I came?” There was a slight waver in the blonde’s voice.
“I was so proud that you came.” Willow’s voice stayed soft as she kept running her fingers through Tara’s hair. “And what you said to my mom was so amazing.”
“I hope she doesn’t get the wrong impression of me.” Tara tipped her head back slightly loving the feel of Willow’s fingers through her hair.
“Darling she had the wrong impression I think you made her see the right one.” Willow pulled Tara back to lean more as she kept up her stroking.
“But I’m not you know Miss out loud and proud.” Tara challenged leaning back her blue eyes drifting close.
“You are when it counts.” Willow placed a light kiss on the crown of Tara’s head.
“Am I?” Tara snuggled back.
“You’re always my rock when it counts.” Willow nodded kissing her lover’s head again as her hands went to massage Tara’s shoulders.
“I’m more of a pebble than a rock.” Tara giggled slightly.
“Your my pebble then.” Willow giggled with her. “Guess that makes me Bam Bam.” The comment made Tara laugh loudly.
“Go on do the bam-bam call for me.” She beamed at her lover.
“Bam bam, bam bam.” Willow reached out and smacked her hand into the couch in lieu of a club causing Tara to laugh more.
“But isn’t Pebbles the one with red hair?” Tara said vaguely thoughtfully.
“We’re not going with the stereotype.” Willow laughed more.
“Your dad looks nothing like Barney rubble.” Tara wrapped her arm around her stomach that was just beginning to ache a little with laughing.
“And we have Miss. Kitty instead of Dino.” Willow felt their bodies wiggling together as they laughed.
“I can’t remember if pebbles could talk.” Tara eased round in her place and snuggled into Willow’s body properly.
“I think she just looked cute a lot.” Willow mused. “Well except for that special for their wedding where they are older.”
“Are you a secret Flintstones fan?” Tara arched an eyebrow.
“Xander.” Willow gave the one word all encompassing explanation. “I think he had a crush on Wilma.”
“I always though Betty was prettier.” Tara giggled.
“Well you know Xander.” Willow giggled with her. “So you had a crush on Betty?”
“No!” Tara lightly patted Willow’s arm.
“Oh come on you can tell me.” Willow grinned.
“I didn’t.” Tara flatly denied.
“Then who?” Willow ran her hand down Tara’s back.
“I liked Daphne.” Tara felt her cheeks blush.
“From the Scoobies?” The hacker couldn’t help but laugh again.
“She had red hair.” Tara tried to excuse her childhood crush.
“You had a crush on the red haired Scooby?” Willow’s grin grew to stunning proportions.
“Always.” The blonde leaned up bringing her face close to her lover’s. “I have rather more than a crush on the red haired Scooby.” She whispered.
“You do?” Willow played along pulling Tara closer.
“Oh yes.” Tara breathed. “I tried to like Freddy for a while, but I knew I just couldn’t.”
“He’s a dork.” Willow summed up. “So what do you want to do with the redheaded Scooby?”
“Solve mysteries.” The blonde replied.
“Which mystery first?” Willow felt like twenty questions was about to ensue and all she could do was stare between the blue eyes and ruby lips in front of her mesmerized.
“Hmmm…” Tara licked her lips thinking. “Actually.” She decided. “That was a bit of a lie.”
“What is the truth then?” Willow blinked slowly as she watched the blonde’s tongue slid over her lips.
“I didn’t want to solve mysteries with her, I wanted to sit and talk to her, hold hands... I just wanted to be where she was.” Tara studied Willow’s face lovingly.
“And she wants to always be where you are.” Willow spoke back hugging Tara to her.
“Who was the first woman you had a crush on?” Tara asked she moved her hand and ran it up over Willow’s arm to her shoulder.
“Cartoon or real?” Willow questioned first before she answered.
“Either, both.” Tara’s hand began the slow trail downwards.
“Mmmmm Wonder Woman.” Willow tried to keep her mind on the question as her lover’s hand moved. “Who was the first real girl you had a crush on?” She poised the question to her lover carefully.
“Oh no, you first.” Tara shook her head playfully.
“First define crush for me.” Willow balked a bit worried.
“Well you know, had feelings for that made your tummy flip a bit and made you want to be with that person as much as possible.” Tara chuckled lightly.
“Do you promise not to be mad?” Willow bit her lip when she couldn’t deny the first answer that came to her head. “Cause I so don’t feel that way anymore, in fact I think it was just like a nanosecond but I can remember it freaked me out and that sorta always made me wonder. That and the vamp me being a evil gay vampire.”
“You’re babbling.” Tara smiled.
“Promise you won’t be mad no matter who I say.” Willow chewed on her lip again.
“Buffy?” Tara looked into Willow’s eyes carefully.
“How did you know that?” Willow paled.
“Because she’s beautiful and she’s a super hero.” Tara shook her head and curled a finger in Willow’s hair. “She’s a real life wonder woman.”
“I think at the time it was cause she was the only beautiful girl at school who really liked me as a friend then Faith came along with all her leather, sultry eyes and big cleavage and Buffy ran after her like a puppy.” Willow qualified more exactly.
“Oh so we have the first crush and the first jealousy.” Tara teased softly.
“Who was yours?” Willow tried to get the conversation off her own very tiny brief crush on the Slayer.
“My mother’s best friend.” Tara smiled softly.
“Oh older woman.” Willow grinned. “What was she like?”
“She was tall and pretty. With soft brown hair, the colour of ripened wheat.”
“Did she know you had a crush on her?” Willow asked softly rubbing her hand over Tara’s back.
“Oh yes, she knew, she was very careful about it.” Tara smiled happily. “Does Buffy know?” She asked drawing back to the present.
“Are you mental? It was like so only for five minutes.” Willow giggled. “You know Buffy she’d get all flustered and think it was like me having a crush on her now, which I so don’t as I love you and only you.” She kissed Tara lightly to punctuate her words.
“I’m flattered you even looked at me when you Buffy was your first crush.” Tara curled her fingers over and over in Willow’s hair.
“I believe Buffy has accused me of downright ignoring her at times now that I have you.” Willow grinned proudly.
“Should I apologise to her?” Tara leaned in and snuggled her head into Willow’s shoulder.
“She’s fine, she just likes to point out that best friend’s should still get lots of time. You know how jealous she can get.” Willow leaned over a little so that they could snuggle on the couch lying down. “So who was the first girl you kissed?” She asked timidly.
“Natasha, I’ve only had one girlfriend other than you.”
“How did you two find out you both loved each other?” It was always a big question to her how Tara had known, who the blonde had been with etc and Tara had always met her questions with a certain reserved grace, mostly as Willow had quickly came to understand because with the good there apparently came so much bad. Bad that would shadow over blue eyes and even though Willow didn’t know what it was about she couldn’t bear to be the cause of any darkness.
“I’m not sure really.” Tara nestled in snugly. “I was young, needy. She was…” Tara paused. “I’m not really answering am I?” The blonde laughed sadly.
“It’s okay... it says a lot.” Willow hugged her tight for a moment.
“I met her just three months before my mother died.” Tara took a little breath. “I wouldn’t have made it through without her.”
“It might sound silly but I’d wish I’d been there to help you.” Willow whispered feeling so sad as she though about how hurt and lost Tara must have been.
“I wish you had been too.” Without warning Tara’s face crumpled a little before she pressed her face into Willow’s shoulder again.
“Oh baby I’m sorry.” Willow held Tara close and rocked slightly. “I didn’t mean to make you sad.”
“You haven’t.” Tara shook her head gently.
“I love you.” Willow reminded as she leaned down to kiss Tara’s forehead.
“I know.” Tara took a little breath. “Willow, I know I don’t often...” Tara shifted a little to look at Willow. “Talk much about anything, But it’s not because I don’t trust you or anything.”
“It’s okay... I know there’s stuff and you’ll tell me one day.” Willow nodded sincerely. “It’s not about trust its just about time.”
“Yes and we have all the time.” Tara nodded.
“Well forever is a pretty long time.” Willow grinned.
“Mmmmm is it one day longer or shorter than eternity?” Tara snuggled into her lover.
“I’m not sure but we can work that out in a few millenniums.” Willow kissed Tara’s forehead again.
“How did we end up back here?” Tara asked suddenly as she looked up with a slight frown.
“Back where?” Willow questioned honestly confused. “You didn’t want to come home?”
“I thought we decided that you were spending the weekend with your parents?” Tara explained. “Have you been weasel Willow?”
“Baby did you suddenly forget the horror that was that dinner?” Willow raised an eyebrow.
“No, but…” Tara shook her head.
“I don’t want to be with them, I want to be with you.” The redhead spoke honestly.
“Oh Willow.” Tara’s heart literally swelled with love for the other woman.
“I love you.” Willow added again with a soft smile.
“I think that everyone in the Rosenberg household knows that now.” Tara’s smile was soft too.
“Oh by tomorrow the whole family will know. Aunt Loretta is a gossip but surprisingly she has no clue her son is gay too.” Willow grinned.
“Art and Randy.” Tara giggled.
“Oh yeah for like years now, everyone knows.” Willow laughed lightly. “They have a fight every time she goes to visit cause Art gets all uptight and Randy has to pretend they’re ‘friends’.”
“Poor Randy.” Tara spoke honestly.
“I never want you to be a poor Randy.” Willow leaned down to kiss Tara lightly.
“Well I don’t think we’d ever be poor, but Randy....” Tara smirked.
“Tara Powers.” Willow wiggled her eyebrows.
“And what powers are they?” The blonde tried to ask the question seriously but failed
“Randy powers.” Willow giggled.
“You have a naughty mouth Bam Bam.” She admonished.
“Do I?” Willow blushed slightly.
“Yes, but I like it.” Tara chuckled.
“You inspire me.” Willow admitted.
“I make you naughty?”
“Only in the good ways.” Willow explained.
“Not in the I make you want to burn down buildings way or banks robberies.” Tara made sure giggling a little.
“No.” Willow laughed and shook her head. “Only in the ravage you till you are exhausted way.”
“Willow!” Tara felt herself blush.
“What?” The redhead grinned widely. “I was just being honest.”
“I’m not feeling exhausted.” Tara winked.
“We should do something about that then... if you want too.” Willow winked back.
“I want to.” Tara confirmed quickly.
“Here in the living room or in bed?” Willow checked as she slipped her hand up under the shirt Tara was wearing to rub across her bareback.
“Mmmmm the bedroom is a long way away.” Tara shivered.
“It is.” Willow played her fingers over the warm skin.
“Unless you prefer the bed?”
“I only need you.” Willow whispered scooting down the little bit necessary to slowly place her lips over Tara’s in a slow kiss.
“I need you too.” Tara breathed out softy after the kiss and pressed closer to Willow’s body. Willow held blue eyes simply basking in the love between them for a moment before she leaned in to kiss Tara again. “You know it just struck me, I never thanked your mother.” Tara moved her hands and wiggled them under Willow’s tight top to rest on the redhead’s sides.
“What would you ever thank my mother for?” Willow questioned though most of her was tuned to the sudden luscious feeling of warm hands on her skin.
“For producing a princess of a daughter.”
“Charmer.” Willow blushed and leaned to kiss her lover again.
“Truther.” Tara chuckled and gently ran her fingers over and over Willow’s skin.
“Both.” Willow’s body arched closer as her hand splayed further up pushing Tara’s shirt with it.
“Take it off.” Tara encouraged softly. Willow was happy for the permission as she helped lift Tara out of the shirt quickly and tossed it over to the chair.
“Mmmmm better.” Tara took a deep breath. “Now yours.” She tugged on the tight shirt. Willow lifted her arms and sat up a little for the slightly more difficult procedure but soon it joined the beginning of a pile on the chair.
“Better?” She snuggled closer again.
“Much better.” Tara traced her fingertips over Willow’s ribs.
“Mmmmm yes.” Willow arched again pressing their bare upper bodies together.
“I don’t tell you enough Willow, but your body is so beautiful.”
“Almost as beautiful as yours.” Willow ran her fingertips down the full length of Tara’s back. Tara arched into Willow as her lovers fingers literally blazed a trail down her spine
“Yours is so much more beautiful than mine.” Tara shook her head and placed a hot kiss on Willow’s shoulder trailing her fingers over the perfect round of her shoulder and down a little on the sun kissed skin of her upper arm.
“Uh uh.” Willow disagreed inaudibly as Tara’s lips left a trail of desire over her skin.
“Oh yes.” Tara insisted. “So beautiful.”
“But you have such gorgeous soft skin.” Willow ran her hand over Tara’s side to draw on her tummy.
“But yours is all warm and freckly.” Tara cooed and proceeded to play dot to dot with the freckles on Willow’s shoulder.
“Mmmmm but you have gorgeous Tara cleavage.” Willow ran her fingers upwards to trace out the generous curves.
“Out done by Willow breasts.” Tara leaned in quickly and kissed the gentle rise of soft skin.
“More like Willow trying to be breasts.” The redhead breathed out with a little giggle.
“No they’re great as breasts....” Tara shook her head defending her lover’s body. “They’re pert and firm and so, so kissable.” Tara proved her point and kissed them.
“Believing you more.” Willow moaned lightly as she felt the intimate areas of her breasts covered in wet kisses.
“Oh and when you get excited.” Tara let her lips close specifically over a stiffening nipple. “They get that little bit more perfect.”
“Mmmmm I noticed the excited.” The hacker groaned again her body arching harder.
“Me too.” Tara grinned.
“Did you notice that the same thing happens to you?” Willow let her hand slid up to massage her palm over a hard nipple.
“What thing?” Tara stopped her kisses briefly. “Ohhh that thing?” Tara relaxed, enjoying the soft circular pressure Willow created.
“Yes, that thing I love.” Willow carefully ran the grooves in her palm over the sensitive flesh for maximum friction.
“I didn’t think you’d noticed that.” Tara captured the corner of her lip momentarily as she let out a slight pleasured whimpered.
“Notice that? Ever single time.” Willow answered firmly moving her hand to catch the object of conversation between the webbing of her thumb and finger so that the circular motion was even more effective.
“Have I ever told you how much that turns me on?” Tara breathed letting her hips begin a natural move against Willow’s.
“Not verbally.” Willow teased as she began moving her hand in a reverse circle.
“It does.” Tara confirmed. “So much.”
“See you should tell me these things, then I can do them more often.” Willow teased lightly as she edge her leg up urging Tara to shift hers apart.
“I’m not sure we can make love more often than we have this summer.” Tara admitted with a grin, parting her legs as urged.
“How many times have we?” Willow questioned as her knee shifted up so that soon Tara’s legs were firmly clasped around hers.
“At least twice a day.” Tara replied pressing herself directly against Willow’s thigh.
“We’re slipping then.” Willow dipped her head down as Tara arched a bit more and kissed the blonde’s long neck.
“Slipping? Do you remember Wednesday?” Tara choked out laughing softly but also moaning low.
“Mmmmm Wednesday.” Willow groaned and began licking over the flesh near her lips as she squeezed the trapped flesh between her fingers slightly.
“Yes, mmmmm.” Tara groaned slightly harder. “The three hours after breakfast before lunch when we were ‘reading’.”
“I like to read.” Willow sucked lightly at the shallow of her lover’s throat.
“You ripped the book.” Tara’s eyes closed again briefly as she felt Willow’s lips and pressure on her neck.
“It’s fixable.” Willow acknowledged the poor text that had been a little worse for wear when they were finished. Gently she rocked her leg upwards setting a rhythm to match Tara’s hips.
“Is it?” Tara looked a little surprised. “I don’t think the sheet is.” She assessed honestly.
“Oh that was you.” Willow kissed again before pulling back, their bodies still rocking together.
“It was an accident.” Tara defended.
“Oh please let us have that accident again.” Willow groaned remembering exactly what Tara had been doing to her when she’d shredded the sheet.
“Anytime.” Tara smirked her voice a little shy. “Though did we break the buckle?”
“I honestly didn’t check.” Willow looked into blue eyes. “Can we fix that?” She questioned worried.
“A broken buckle? I would think so.” Tara nodded slowly the rock for a second as she seriously thought about it. “I mean the worst that happened is that the pin bent out of shape or the leather tore. It could just have slipped open.” The blonde reasoned.
“Good, good.” Willow released her tension and smoothed her thumb out to draw over Tara’s breast.
“We can check tomorrow.” Tara assured her lover softly.
“No hurry.” Willow soothed as well.
“Though for the record Ms. Rosenberg,” Tara smiled almost lecherously. “You look so good in a pink leather harness.”
“I never thought I’d say this... but thank you.” Willow giggled and grinned.
“Believe me I don’t think I ever dreamed of ever saying it.” Tara assured her. “And like I said on Wednesday, definitely not an every time thing, I’m much to fond of Willow hand and Willow tongue for that but it was different.”
“No not every time, but an interesting option.” Willow smiled knowing that if anyone else knew about their adventurous little purchase she’d be dying of embarrassment but this was her Tara. Tara suddenly burst into a short fit of laughter.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” She tried to apologise through her near hysterics.
“What?” Willow put on a mock pout.
“Oh no, nothing bad sweetie.” Tara assured her. “I was just thinking.” She sniggered again and had to stop and draw a proper deep breath.
“About what? Tell me.” Willow stopped moving.
“Of trying to talk to your mother about it.”
“About the pink harness?” Willow’s face went a firm hot shade of red when her lover nodded.
“Ewwww, my mother.” The hacker shivered in disgust.
“Sorry, sorry sweetie I didn’t mean to make you ew.” Tara apologised quickly.
“If the buckles broken you can explain to Buffy why we need her to ask Giles for the leather tools to fix it.” Willow stuck out her tongue playfully.
“Beast.” Tara returned the childish tease.
“Well you could choose to just ask Giles yourself.” Willow giggled.
“Poor Mr. Giles I think it would make his glasses steam.” Tara assessed. “Xander seems like he might be good with his hands though, maybe he could fix it.” Innocently Tara made the comment before really thinking about what she had said.
“You want to get Xander to fix a pink harness?” Willow wanted to be horrified but she just ended up laughing loudly. “Oh his head would just blow right off his shoulders.”
“Oh I wouldn’t want to hurt Xander in any way.” Tara giggled.
“I’m sure it would be a happy death for him.” Willow giggled back.
“I love it when you laugh.” Tara noted honestly as she watched Willow’s bright laughter for a second.
“Why?” Willow questioned softly as she traced her hand lovingly over the blonde’s body.
“Because you eyes sparkle, your whole face lights up and you look…” Tara gave a love filled sigh. “Even more beautiful that you do normally. Which believe me is a hard thing to achieve.”
“Not as beautiful as you.” Willow contradicted as just the tip of her index finger traced down over Tara’s stomach, guiding gently around her belly button before arcing up to trace the underside of her breast.
“We’re both princesses.” Tara recalled Willow’s fathers phrase as she wiggled just a little at Willow’s touch.
“Princess Tara of Sunnydale.” Willow whispered and grinned. “I am in love with you your highness.” She leaned down slowly pressing their lips together again.
“As I am with Princess Willow.” Tara echoed kissing her girlfriend back.
“Mmmmm lucky kingdom.” Willow whispered kissing her a little harder.
“It is. Do you think we will rule it wisely?”
“I think we will do our best, especially with our fine table of noble knights to protect from the dragon and gryphons.” Willow’s hand continued to run soft patterns over even softer skin.
“Mmmmm your highness that feels nice.” Tara shifted a little closer to Willow’s warm body.
“You do feel very nice.” Willow agreed adding a second fingertip as she traced back over the blonde’s side and mapped out the curve of her spine.
“I am so proud of you sweetie.” Tara drew her own hand through Willow’s hair and then toyed with the ends near her neck.
“Proud of me?” Willow questioned having been totally entrance by the feel of Tara’s body that her mind was not as sharp as it was usually.
“Your parents. I believe the term is coming out.” Tara chuckled softly she loved the way Willow could get so completely captivated by something so simple as the way she touched her.
“Oh my Goddess, I told my parents.” Willow seemed to stop for a moment as the reality hit her.
“You did though I have a feeling you might have to tell your mother several times.” Tara said jokingly.
“It was beautiful what you said.” Willow’s mind calmed down again.
“Oh no, you were the beautiful one, beautiful and brave.” Tara said definitively kissing her lover’s nose between each word.
“No... There was you with the big little speech and all the love and gorgeousness.” Willow smiled and blushed under the kisses.
“I only spoke because I was inspired that you’d already been so brave.” Tara took a breath, and shifted her body slightly to fully take advantage of Willow’s position, letting her body melt into Willow’s.
“Mmmmm you’re brave all the time.” Willow admitted as she shifted slightly with Tara and the gentle rock began again as their hips pressed together.
“Actually again I have to say you’re the brave one, you were brave enough to want me.” Tara put a little more pressure in her response to the rock.
“That wasn’t bravery that was necessity.” Willow spoke honestly as she cupped her hand over Tara’s thigh and eased her knee a little closer.
“No, I mean you could have had anyone.” Tara shook her head.
“But I didn’t want anyone, I wanted you... from the first moment I saw you.”
Willow smiled softly. “Minus the whole stupid Oz thing but that was never about not wanting you.”
“I know that, he was, he is Oz.” Tara smiled and leaned in to place a kiss on Willow’s collarbone. “I think I understand Oz.” Willow moaned lightly as lips again left wet marks across her heated skin. “You know it’s amazing,” She spoke between slow wet kisses.
“You are.” Willow whispered her body fully attuned to Tara’s mouth.
“No, we are.” Tara shook her head. “And I can almost feel the effect of each and every kiss that I place here...” Tara shifted slight and kissed up Willow’s throat. “And here.” She continued kissing round towards the redhead’s small ear.
“Mmmmm connected.” Willow shivered her voice showing the depth of her arousal as the kisses reached up to the sensitive skin.
“Body heart and soul.” Tara agreed running her tongue lightly over the lobe of Willow’s ear before closing her lips around it.
Willow couldn’t really respond for a moment as her body moved with a more urgent push against Tara’s and her hand squeezed into the blonde’s thigh.
“Are you okay sweetie?” Tara whispered into Willow’s ear hotly.
“Mmmmm...” Willow moaned without really answering the questions.
“Now was that Mmmmm no Tara please stop?” Tara kissed and licked Willow’s ear. “Or Mmmmm Tara I’m okayyyyy.”
“Ahhh baby I don’t think...” Willow’s voice stopped for a moment as she groaned. “I have ever said or meant no Tara please stop... only Mmmmm Tara that feels so good I want more.” She whispered.
“What more do you want sweetie, tell me.” Tara purred moving her hand to lightly cup Willow’s semi exposed breast.
“That’s nice.” Willow managed to push out the short agreement as she felt attention falling on one of the more excited areas of her body, subconsciously she pushed her hips forward stronger as another area screamed for attention.
“Good you deserve nice.” Tara stroked her fingers over and round Willow’s breast. “You deserve the best.” She pushed her own hips back to press tight against Willow’s need.
“So do you angel.” Willow whispered threading her hands into silky blonde hair.
“I have the best, I have you.” Tara smiled broadly.
“Charmer.” Willow grinned back.
“No love…” Tara’s voice went deadly serious. “I mean it. You are the best I could ever have.” Tara flexed her body against Willow’s and focused her hand movements to caress her lover’s stiff nipple.
“I always want to be worthy of that.” Willow whispered lovingly urged Tara’s face up so she could kiss the blonde deeply, their tongues drawing long movements around each other.
“So do I.” Tara whispered as their mouths separated for a second.
“Do you trust me?” Willow opened her eyes staring into blue deeply. “I have an idea.” She grinned mischievously.
“Of course I trust you.” Tara said instantly.
“Let’s go out on the balcony.” Willow put the idea out glancing over to the large double patio doors that lead out into the small alcove.
“The b-b-balcony?” Tara’s blue eyes grew wide for a second following her lover’s eye line.
“It’s late and there was such a nice breeze when we were walking home.”
Willow ran her hand over Tara’s thigh. “And I want to show all the universe how much I love you.”
“Are you sure?” Tara checked.
“If you don’t want to that’s okay.” Willow withdrew the idea a bit. “I just thought... since the summers almost over and there’s no balcony’s in the halls and there’s no way we could be interrupted by a vampire on the 18th floor.”
“It’s okay Willow, you already had me nearly convinced before the safety talk.” Tara placed her finger on Willow’s lips.
“You know me... safety first.” Willow winked.
“Mmmmm who’s going to get up first.” Tara chuckled she looked down at their entwined bodies.
“Let me help.” Willow unwrapped her arm and reluctantly slid her leg away.
“That makes it easier.” Tara slipped off the couch carefully. “We might need a blanket.” She said thoughtfully. Willow waited less than a heartbeat before she sat up nodding to the suggestion. “I’ll get one, you go check the balcony.”
“Okay.” Willow nodded feeling a bit giddy with anticipation.
She waited until Tara moved into the hall before went over and opened up the balcony door, hardly remembering that she was topless as she moved the patio chairs to the side to leave a space for the blanket. She contemplated for a moment getting some candles but then realized that they might attract anyone who could possibly get a view at the high alcove to look and well she wasn’t really keen on the idea of sharing Tara with anyone other than the stars.
“I got the plaid one.” Tara came to the door holding the blanket to her body so that it obscured the view.
“The plaid one is nice.” Willow grinned from her spot back on to the railing.
I like it.” Tara held it in place.
“You coming out here?” Willow held out her hand to the blonde poised in the doorway.
“Well…” Tara lingered in he doorway for a moment before taking a small step outside.
“You look so beautiful.” Willow admitted in a loving voice.
“You sure?” Tara moved her arm to lift the blanket away from her body and revealed to the redhead that she’d stripped down and was only wearing her small black panties.
“Mmmmm.” Willow looked over her lover’s body with slightly lust filled eyes. “One hot mama yama.” She grinned and the words made Tara blush. “One super hot mama yama.” Willow stepped closer and reached down to help her lay out the blanket.
When the blanket was sorted Tara settled down onto it and looked up at Willow.
“I think you’re behind.” Tara motioned and instantly Willow undid her skirt and slipped it off her body before coming down to rest on the blanket.
“Better.” Tara snuggled closer.
“Much better.” Willow agreed as their bodies intertwined again.
“You were right it’s beautiful out here.” Tara confirmed as she traced a finger down Willow’s arm.
“Normally I don’t want to share you but I figured the stars deserved a treat tonight.” Willow shivered as goose bumps rose under the attention.
“Are you cold sweetie?” Tara frowned a little unable to stop the instant worried reaction.
“No, no just...” Willow smiled slowly. “Mmmmm excited.”
“Mmmmm I like you excited.” Tara dropped her voice low drawing her hand boldly over Willow’s body.
“Good, cause I am really excit-ed.” Willow shivered under the touch the body wide reaction heard in her words.
“Does excited feel good?” Tara focused on making large swirling motions around Willow’s breasts crossing between them in a large figure of eight.
“It is the best feeling next to loving you but it’s a part of you cause this is a part of our love.” Willow bit her lip to stop babbling as Tara’s fingers moved to more intimate areas. “Oh yes.”
“I love you so much Willow.” Tara pressed her lips to Willow’s pushing the redhead back towards the blanket a little. Willow mumbled her agreement into the heated kiss as she let herself ease back so that Tara was above her.
“Hello sweetie.” Tara beamed down at Willow from her new place.
“Hello gorgeous.” Willow grinned up at her.
“Are you sure you’re not cold?” Tara glanced down at her lover’s body, a wicked smile drawing across her face as her eyes lingered over Willow’s chest.
“Only as cold as you.” Willow snaked her hands up to sit them full over Tara’s breasts to find hard flesh sticking out into her palms.
“Oh, you got me.” Tara winked.
“You’re cold?” Willow questioned worried briefly.
“No.” Tara shook her head still smiling.
“So you’re?” Willow massaged with a light pressure.
“I believe the term was excited.” Tara drew her finger round Willow’s puckered nipple as she said the word.
“Ohhhhh yess.” Willow groaned lightly, purposely she shifted her leg up to catch it between Tara’s.
“You are excited aren’t you baby.” Tara beamed.
“Mmmmm well with all the shopping and then the stalking and then dinner... we haven’t since yesterday.” Willow admitted softly.
“Oh no, we’re slacking.” Tara grinned letting her body drop to lean against Willow more.
“Mmmmm getting better.” She felt a hot wetness settle against the flesh of her thigh. “And better.” She pressed up slightly to brace her leg in the bent position.
“Mmmmm.” Tara shifted slightly with Willow’s move and kissed her thanks across Willow’s throat and collar.
Willow began gently rocking her body up against Tara’s, her hands moving up onto the blonde’s shoulders as her lover moved lower with her kisses.
“You’re tummy’s all warm.” Tara giggled as she drew a finger low round Willow’s navel.
“Is it?” Willow questioned absently as she enjoyed the lingering touch. “I think most of me is.”
“Yes it is.” Tara confirmed drawing around and around as she placed kisses lower kissing between Willow’s breasts.
“I wonder why?” The redhead mused with a soft loving moan.
“Possibly cause I’m nearly squishing you.” The blonde grinned.
“Then I am happily squished if any squishing were occurring.” Willow grinned back.
“Good.” Tara kissed towards an excited peak. “Because I have no plans on stopping.”
“Mmmmm good!” Willow’s voice squeaked with the direct contact.
“I… mmm mm mmm ve mmou.” Tara mumbled drawing all her fingers over Willow’s taut stomach she swirled them around and around, pushing up a little to give her hand space to move while using her mouth to cover Willow’s hard nipple.
“I love you... oooo... too baby.” Willow groaned as Tara’s lips sucked harder causing flares of wanting pleasure to rage around her body. Releasing Willow’s breast for a moment Tara drew in a long breath.
“You taste warm too.” Tara gave a lopsided smile.
“I feel hot.” Willow mumbled looking down at the loving face that looked up at her.
“Me too.” Tara whispered.
“What should we do about it?” Willow’s mouth curled into a mischievous smirk.
“Well…” Tara smirked too and then pulled her head a little way from where she had been nuzzling carefully she blew a stream of cool air across Willow’s chest.
“AHHHHHHHH!” The cold air made the hacker arch up uncontrollably.
“Did it work??” Tara feigned innocence animatedly she drew more air into her lungs.
“Mmmmm hotter now.” Willow’s hips shifted a little capturing Tara’s other leg. Releasing the breath slowly Tara drew a lazy pattern across her lovers chest with the cool air. Willow moaned and withered under the attention, very muscle taunt and every nerve attuned to the flow of cool air.
“Goddess look at you.” Tara breathed in again her eyes wide with wonder as she scanned her lover’s body.
“What?” Willow opened one clenched eye as the momentary onslaught slowed.
“I think your father was wrong Willow, you’re an angel not a princess.” Reverently Tara drew her finger down between Willow’s breasts.
“I don’t have wings.” Willow protested her body arching under the touch. There was no way at this point she could possibly be more aroused as her hips did a slow continuous circle.
“You don’t need wings to fly.” Tara whispered as she pulled up high and let her finger continued its slide downwards.
“Vixen.” Willow panted licking her lips as she watched her lover’s movements.
Tara just smiled and let the other fingers of her hand join the one that slide sensually down Willow’s skin stopping only momentarily at the apex of Willow’s legs before she twisted her wrist to slide between them and cup Willow’s heat.
“Baby...” Willow moaned as experienced and knowing fingers moved down her body. “That could be dangerous.” She tipped her head back a little as the blonde’s hand came to rest between her legs.
“I see no danger.” Tara shook her head. “I feel no danger.” She drew her fingers forward and back in place.
“Ohhhhh much with the huge tidal ... Mmmmm wave.” Willow warned as her body arched a little off the blanket and hard concrete below.
“I like to surf.” Tara’s face broke into a bright but wicked smile and she moved her fingers against pressing tighter to Willow’s heat.
“Taraaaaaaa...” Willow decided to give up trying to talk for a minute as everything in her highly tuned body was about the movement of Tara’s fingers.
Skilfully Tara lifted her hand and then slid it down inside Willow’s canary yellow panties. Though the poor cotton garment was already soaked. The blonde gave a low moan as she pressed her long fingers through heated wet hair and pressed lightly onto flushed swollen skin.
Her moan was echoed even louder by Willow whose aching flesh was finally getting the attention she’d been desperate for.
“Oh Willow.” Tara slowly, sensually pressed her fingers back and forth over Willow outer lips, letting them sink a little deeper to dance over her lover’s clit as she played.
Willow bit her lip as her eyes opened slightly so that she could look at Tara who was studying her. The look on the blonde’s face completely echoed back her own arousal and love. As fingertips slid by her centre her body jumped and her hips shifted as her legs desperately opened wider.
“Are you ready baby?” Tara teased slightly letting her finger play slower but with intense focus.
“Yesssss.” Willow’s voice and body jumped with each movement.
Tara continued to gaze at her lover for a long moment feeling every ounce of pride and love she had within her for the redhead just welling up inside her like an overpowering tempest.
“What do you want my love?” she moved her fingers over and over pointedly and then leaned down to lick a wet circle around her navel. “Or rather, which do you want?” She repeated the options this time letting her tongue press into Willow’s tummy slightly.
“No... “ Willow panted her brain a long way away from thinking as her stomach muscles tensed and she pushed towards the blonde. “Idea, you pick.”
Tara licked again round in a slow circle vaguely nodding her assent drawing her fingers down and easing heated lips more open. The hacker was completely without thought or reason in fact if a winged harpy had appeared on the railing she would have just closed her eyes and waved not wanting to lose the wonderful connection between them.
Tara gently eased her central finger into Willow’s hot body while drawing her tongue down over the redhead’s taut stomach changing to kiss damp red curls. All the motion in Willow’s body came to a grinding halt as she tensed, even her breath stilled as her body waited unable to react to the luscious feeling of fullness Tara’s fingers had brought until her tongue reached its destination.
Curling her tongue carefully Tara graciously pressed in and drew it over the nub of excited nerves hidden within wet hot folds lapping softly at the aroused flesh over and over as she introduced a gentle rhythm to the finger she held inside.
“Oh Goddess Tara.” Willow’s world tumbled down as the intimate kisses sent hot shots of pleasure up into her head making stars appear before her eyes. Her hips rocked hard under the movement, arching up during the brief times Tara’s questing tongue left her until the contact was returned.
Breathing in sharply, Tara’s senses were filled with Willow. Urging the blonde Wicca to press harder with her tongue, lapping at her lover a little quicker feeling almost intoxicated by the warm honey coating her tongue and hand.
“Tara, I...” Willow tried to moan out something as the quicker movement made her push up on her elbows a little, her unfocused eyes looking down at her lover before she fell back down panting more as she rose closer and closer to the release that had been building in her body since they first started to kiss.
Skilfully using her tongue again Tara drew Willow’s clit to her mouth and gently closed her lips around it, drawing it inside her hot mouth, while pressing a second finger inside the redhead.
Willow felt her body move on at a fast lightening pace when the blonde sucked down hard, her hips jumped in a pattern beyond her control or design as her louder moans soon gasped into a general scream as she toppled over the edge in blissful release.
Releasing Willow’s flesh for a second to gasp in wonder Tara almost instantaneously pressed back in, driven by an overwhelming desire
to taste and experience all her lover had to give her though she let her fingers slow gently, easing Willow down if she needed to.
“Tara!” Willow yelped when the momentary reprieve from stimulation was again replaced by hard tension. “Oh my Goddess baby.” She groaned as her body gave into the feeling and simply climaxed again and again. Her insides flexing so tightly to keep Tara’s fingers inside as the bundle of nerves in Tara’s mouth jumped with a life of its own.
Unable to resist Tara flicked her tongue over Willow’s centre dancing around and over it. The redhead’s hips jumped and flared with every movement, soft noises of pleasure accompanying the moves at different pitches. Tara pushed her other hand up over Willow’s body letting her fingertips reach out over an erect nipple following the pattern of her tongue with her fingers.
Willow’s breast rose instantly into Tara’s hand, the breathing making the small mound of flesh to rise and fall in quick breaths. Tara closed her fingers full into the flesh while easing the two she still held apart a little pushing against Willow’s inner tightness.
“I love you.” Willow whispered tenderly before moaning again.
Releasing her lover’s clit Tara pulled her head back and looked up from her place her hands still moving.
“I love you more.” She gasped.
“No... more.” Willow gasped looking down with cloudy green eyes as her body moved completely at Tara’s mercy.
“We love each other completely.” Tara smiled as she drew her fingers back together inside Willow and moved them slower still.
“Yes, yes I love you.” Willow felt so full of that very emotion as she spoke the words she thought she might cry.
Tara changed the action of her hand on Willow’s breast to more of a stroke and caress softening all of her movements as she shifted slowly and gently back up Willow’s body.
“Tara... baby...” Willow’s arms didn’t quite work as well as she had hoped they would when she tried to move and embrace the blonde.
“Easy sweetie.” Tara leaned down and pressed her body to Willow’s letting her lower hand slide out from its place moving to embrace her lover.
Willow held on as tight as she could, though in reality it was Tara’s loving arms that held her in place for the time it took her to get her breath and her bearings back.
“Holy wow.” The hacker finally blinked open green eyes and actively held back.
“I think you impressed the stars.” Tara smirked.
“No, I think you impressed the stars. I just laid there and withered around.” Willow blushed as she looked up to see a wide grin on Tara’s face.
“Actually no.” Tara shook her head. “I can assure you, you did more than that.” Pointedly Tara licked her lips.
“Oh did that a few times.” Willow blushed taking a deep breath.
“Mmmmm I wasn’t counting.” Tara smirked again.
“I lost count.” Willow leaned up and kissed her.
“You are amazing you know that don’t you?” Tara kissed Willow’s cheek.
“We are.” Willow snuggled closer tucking her head under Tara’s after she received the kiss. “Together we can do anything.”
“Well not for a while you won’t.” Tara winked again. “But yes we can.” She hugged Willow close.
The End for Now…
by kathy94 » Thu Jun 27, 2002 6:29 pm 
And Ira was so nice to them. Thanks for continuing this, you guys are so prolific, I just want to share my appreciation for your efforts! 
and we're happy that you liked our Ira... someone had to balance Sheila's dive into denial
at: 6/28/02 12:47:51 am
