Fic: Out of Character

[kindagay]

Title - Out of Character

Author - Kindagay (Jeanne)

Rating - NC-17, it'll get there I promise, won't take too long

Disclaimer - Non of the people in this fic belong to me.

Feedback - it's good for the soul. Good, bad or indifferent, I'd love it

Summary - Random smut, need I say more? No real plot to this, it's set end of season 4 & Tara's being a little less shy & reserved than she was on the show at this point.

Notes - This is my 1st attempt at smut, please be gentle



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Willow walked into the dorm room she shared with Buffy, dropped her book bag on the floor then collapsed on to her bed. She had just completed her final, longest and most difficult exam and all she wanted to do was curl up and sleep for a week. An insistent red flashing light on the bedside table attracted the young hackers’ attention. With a grumble she stood up, walked over to the phone and pressed play on the answering machine. As the soft familiar voice filled the room Willows’ frown quickly dissolved into a huge grin.



“Hey sweetie. Meet me at the Bronze at seven and, wear something sexy. Love you.” All said with a confidence Willow had never encountered in the blonde before.

“Oh, this is, um, Tara, b-by the way.” Willow emitted a small giggle as the shyness she loved so much invaded her girlfriends’ voice.



“That girl is so adorable.”



A glance at the clock revealed that it was 5:30, meaning the red head had an hour and a half to get ready and make her way to the Bronze.



“I think a shower is in order. Then I’ll see if I can find anything sexy to wear. I can’t believe she asked me to dress sexy. My sweet, timid Tara wants sexy. Well, what Tara wants, Tara shall have.”



An hour later Willow had finally decided on an outfit. Skin tight, black hipster pants, and a low-cut, red halter neck top. The ensemble was completed with black PVC ankle boots, as well as a silver belly chain and black velvet choker; both adorned with tiny ruby hearts. Short red hair was gathered into a twist with several short curls framing the wiccan’s face. Deliberately exaggerated make-up had been applied with help from Buffy, making full red lips contrast perfectly with naturally pale skin.

Once she was ready, Willow stood nervously awaiting her best friends’ verdict.



“Wow, change those pants for leather and you could easily rival Faith. I mean, not that I ever found Faith sexy, ever. I just meant, you know, some people find the whole, leather thing, appealing, but not me.”



“Buffy, breathe. I am taking you comparing me to a leather clad super bitch slut from Hellsville as a compliment. Only this once though, and only because, that was kind of the look I was aiming for. Not the super bitch slut part though, just, you know, sexy. Do I look sexy? Can I even pull off sexy? I look stupid don’t I? I can’t do this; I’m not sexy. Tara’s gonna think I’m a pathetic nerd, and the complete opposite of sexy. What is the opposite of sexy anyway? Oh I know, Willow.”



“Okay, now you breathe. You look great, very sexy. Comparing you to Faith, probably not the best thing I could have done, but Willow, you are definitely one hot little wicca chick.”



“Oh right, ‘cos you’re such an expert on sexy women. Oh no, wait, you’re not.” Willows’ nerves inadvertently became sarcasm as they were directed towards a slightly shocked slayer.



“Fine, you want me to get Xander round here? He’ll tell you how sexy you are, but then he’ll probably want to escort you to the Bronze to ogle your girlfriend. Then he’ll probably fantasise about the two of you for the rest of his life, more than he does already that is. This would then lead to him being killed by Anya in some horrible, slow, painful way, involving evisceration and almost definitely castration. Probably best for you to just take my word for it.”



“You’re right. Sorry.”



“Of course I am, best friends are always right. Now get with the going or your girl’s gonna think she’s been stood up.”



“Going, right. You sure I look okay?”

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Posh flowers make me feel groovy - My niece

[sam7777]

Great stuff. I like to see Willow babbling about whether or not she can pull off sexy. There are OOC but in the really really good way. Can't wait to see what happends next!

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I see dead lesbian cliches

[gottalovewillow]

I have to say, I really like what I've read so far. Definatley looks promising! I'm sure Tara will appreciate the effort Willow has put forward!

[hot monkey luv 66]

Hey there Great Start!! can't wait for Willow to get to Bronzin'!!! and see What Tara has in store for her! ... Update soon???

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~~**Monkey Luv**~~

Willow:"I'm a breast gal myself...(quieter, to Tara), but then again, you knew that..."

Tara:"Until I realized that was her yummy face"

Willow: "There's something between us. It-it wasn't something I was looking for. It's just powerful."

Edited by: Warduke at: 11/3/03 7:34 pm

[i dig redheads]

lol, love the way you play the willow/buffy dynamic.

great beginning to what will surely be a great story.

more soon please



i dig readheads

[intricate mirage]

Great Willow babble! The portrayal of Buffy and Willow's friendship here is great too! Great stuff!

~ Cassie

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My fountain of strength that never runs dry

You are the shooting star across the midnight sky

[BloodSuckinFiend]

so far, so sexy...looking forward to an update

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~ "I don't know how to behave around women of the opposite sex." - Space Ghost

[kindagay]

Thanks for the feedback I'm glad you're liking this so far.

Smut coming up in the next update, but before that, who want's to know what Tara's wearing?



Same disclaimers as part 1



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Meanwhile, an extremely nervous Tara had got to the Bronze almost half an hour early and had just downed her third vodka and coke. The blonde was nervous for two reasons; firstly, she wasn’t sure Willow was actually going to turn up; and secondly, she was beginning to regret the whole sex kitten look she’d been going for. The male population of the Bronze however, was extremely impressed with the look and Tara had received numerous offers of dances and drinks, all of which she had awkwardly declined. She was just in the process of rejecting one such advance when she heard a welcome voice warn the leering male to back off.



“Excuse me but, are you hitting on my girl?” Willow slipped her arm around Tara’s shoulders and placed a soft kiss on her cheek.



“Just my luck. The hottest chick in the entire place and she has a chick of her own.” The boy grumbled as he walked away. “Lucky girl.” Aimed at Willow as he took a final glance at the extremely attractive blonde.



“Damn straight.” The smaller girl replied with a hint of possessive pride.



Finally alone Willow stepped back slightly and took a good, long look at her honey.



Tara was dressed in an extremely short, red tartan, pleated skirt accompanied by a plain white, 3/4 length sleeved shirt, tied loosely at the front and opened to reveal a red silk bra. Stiletto heeled, black, open toed sandals revealed perfect toes, nails painted red to match those of her fingers. A simple silver chain decorated an otherwise bare left ankle, it matched a similar chain around the blondes neck, except, from this one hung a small diamond teardrop-pendant which rested just above the valley between Tara’s voluptuous breasts.



Willow gulped audibly as her eyes almost jumped out of their sockets. She was almost afraid to move or speak, as if it were all just a dream and any movement would cause the sight before her to dissolve and be lost forever.



Normally, Tara’s confidence would fail under such intense attention, but knowing that she’d rendered Willow practically speechless filled her with boldness (and the vodkas helped a little too).



“I wasn’t sure you’d come.”



“I almost just did.”



“Willow! I didn’t mean it like that.”



“Then you shouldn’t have worn that outfit. Any chance we can skip the dancing and go straight back to yours?”



“You are encouragable Willow Rosenburg.” Tara giggled as she rolled her eyes in mock indignation.



“And you encourage me. So, do you have panties to match that bra? Or are you all naked under that teeny skirt?”



“That’s for me to know.”



“And me to be more than happy to find out. So, drink? Or dance?”



“I think I’ve had enough to drink, and I adore this song.”



“Dancing it is then. After you my sexy lady.”

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Posh flowers make me feel groovy - My niece

[Spot]

Hey!

Oh… wow. *melts*

Keep it coming, please, love it so far!

Sex-kitten tara…

Update soon!

-michelle

[Tempest Duer]

Wow... sex kitten Tara... hehe... more?

I believe in the madness called "now."

[intricate mirage]

Sex. Kitten. Tara.

Cassie





Ask me if I loved you yesterday. I'll say 'Yes'

Ask me if I love you today. I'll say 'Yes'

Ask me if I'll love you tomorrow. I'll say 'Always'

[SJ]

Great fic

[kindagay]

Erm, you all seem to be impressed with sex kitten Tara, wonder why .



I have to apologise & that you won't me. I promised smut in this update, unfortunately we've not got to that point just yet, but I absolutely promise there will be smut in the next update.



There is a bit of naughtiness in this part.



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Tara wiggled her hips ever so slightly as she made her way to the dance floor. Willow remained still for a short time to appreciate the welcome view of Tara’s almost visible butt. A slight frown adorned the redheads face as she tried to figure out whether the noticeable lack of panties was indicative of nakedness or a thong.



Realising that she wasn’t being followed Tara stopped, turning her head to locate her errant girlfriend. Noticing the direction of Willow’s gaze and the puzzled look on her face, Tara easily deduced what Willow-brain was thinking. The blonde decided that, if she wanted to dance, she’d have to physically drag Willow to the dance floor, so she made her way back to her girl.

Standing directly in front of her partner, Tara rested her hands on Willow’s shoulders and leant forward.



“Wouldn’t you prefer to touch, rather than just look?” The blonde whispered seductively in Willow’s ear, successfully causing the smaller girl to literally go weak at the knees.



Left lacking the ability to form even the simplest of words, Willow merely responded with a small cat-like purr.



Tara ran her fingers teasingly down Willow’s arms and gently squeezed her small hands. Keeping hold of Willow’s right hand Tara slowly led the still speechless wicca towards the small crowd of dancing youngsters.



When a suitable space had been found Tara turned to face Willow and rested the smaller girls hands on her hips, just above the top of the skirt. The blonde pressed her whole body against her girlfriend as she snaked her left arm around the redhead’s waist and ran her other hand up and down the naked skin of Willow’s back. As they began to rhythmically gyrate to the beat of the music Tara softly pressed her lips to each of Willow’s cheeks; she then slowly traced the tip of her tongue around the shape of Willow’s own lips, which parted invitingly. Tara did not take up the invitation however deciding instead to trail her lips up her lovers jaw line to the pinkish ear lobe, which she nipped ever so gently between her teeth. She repeated this action on Willow’s other ear before kissing her way down the redhead’s neck towards the sensitive pulse point. Once the desired location had been reached, the usually shy wiccan opened her mouth and sucked greedily on the silky skin.



As Tara’s actions had become more intense Willow’s eyes had rolled shut and her head was thrown back in pleasure, as Tara had taken the skin of her neck between her teeth the redhead emitted a small moan. This single sound had spurred Tara on and she moved her right hand from Willow’s back in order to cup one of her small, soft breasts.



Willow too became bold with her hands as she slipped both of her own down to her girlfriends bare butt cheeks, careful not to lift the short skirt so nobody else could peek at the girls perfectly rounded derriere.

Tara followed suit with her left hand giving Willow’s, annoyingly (as far as Tara was concerned) covered ass a small pinch, producing a second, louder moan from the petite woman.



The blonde was suddenly hit with the realisation of where they where and how many people could see what they were doing. Loosing her nerve she put both hands on the small of Willow’s back and pulled away from her neck. Not wanting the contact to end, Willow grasped Tara tighter and nuzzled into the crook of the taller girls neck.



“What’s wrong baby?” Willow’s voice was mostly concerned, but ever so slightly disappointed too.



“I d-didn’t, I…” A small pause and a sigh as the blonde gathered her thoughts. “Too many p-people.”



“You gone all shy kitten?”



“Kinda.” Tara grinned, both at Willow’s understanding and her chosen term of endearment.



“Wanna go somewhere more private?”



“My dorm?”



“Actually, I was thinking, bathroom?” The redhead pulled away from Tara’s neck to look deep into blue eyes as she made this suggestion.



“Y-y-you wanna… in a, a p-public… Really?”



“We don’t have too. It’s just, well I’m kinda wet…”



Willow subtly brought her hand between their bodies and ran her middle finger between her girlfriends legs (grateful that Tara was indeed ‘all naked under that teeny skirt’). She brought the finger to her mouth and sampled her lover’s sweet nectar before continuing in her most seductive voice.



“…and you’re really wet. I don’t think we’d make it all the way back to the dorms.”



“O-o-okay.” Tara stammered as her breath caught in her throat.



The sight of the blonde gulping in order to regain the ability to breathe caused a huge grin to form on Willow’s face. With a mischievous glint making her green eyes sparkle like stars, Willow took Tara’s hand and led her through the crowds towards the bathroom.

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Posh flowers make me feel groovy - My niece

[Spot]

Uh… um…

*gulps and tries not to let friend sitting next to her in computer lab see screen or glazed look and heavy breathing*

well… ya, still stuck on the ‘uh, um’ stage.

But thank you for that, cant wait for the next update!

-michelle

[the big pineapple]

you can't leave it there!!that's just wrong with the waiting i now have to do....that's one of the cruelest cliffhangers eva!



(oh and don't post the next part too soon because there's a chance i may still be in a puddle on the floor....

"They say that young people don't learn anything in school nowadays, but I've learned to be afraid." -Xander



"it's officially nippy, so say my nips"-xander (Go Fish)

http://www.michellebranchmusic.com/mbmp ... theani.gif

[WintersDreamer]

May I just say ....







and just a little ...





perhaps abit of ...



and a whole bunch of .....



Update soon please

Edited by: WintersDreamer at: 11/6/03 4:47 pm

[TKOLove]

I had something reasonably intelligent to say in response to this fic, but it kept coming out "hummina hummina hummina hummina..." so I gave up.

...when we find That Kind of Love...

[intricate mirage]

Ermm.. uhh...



**thinks** I know I wanted to say something but I just can't pick my jaw off the ground so I think I'm just gonna settle for a... **ponders**

Cassie





Ask me if I loved you yesterday. I'll say 'Yes'

Ask me if I love you today. I'll say 'Yes'

Ask me if I'll love you tomorrow. I'll say 'Always'

[SJ]

Nice dance W&T were having

Not being able to make it back to Tara's dorm

[wiccapalooza]

I don't think my mind is built to hold these images too much longer... I need closure!!!



Excellent story... it's so nice to see that Tara can be dominant too, but also that she's still shy little Tara sometimes too. All those people on the dance floor... Willow sampling what's to come... Tara's teeny tiny skirt... no underwear on underneath..... must breathe, must remember to breathe...



Please, update soon???



~Melyssa xox

[kindagay]

Wow, I got some thuds! I feel so proud

Thank you so much to everyone who left feedback, I'm glad you're all enjoying it.



So, now we have, as promised, the smut!

I have my fingers crossed & I'm ing that you like this, 'cos as I said, this is my first attempt at smut.

Please be gentle with me.



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Upon entering the small room, Willow quickly checked the stalls and thanked every deity she could think of when she found them all empty.



“Are you okay?” Willow tentatively asked her girlfriend, concerned by the nervousness and hesitation she could sense coming from the timid wiccan in waves. And something else, another feeling that was so feint she could barely identify it.



Excitement!



And as Willow’s caring, patient gaze intensified so too did that small hint of excitement.

Suddenly Tara’s nerves and hesitation were replaced respectively by desire and anticipation.



“Definitely okay.” Tara responded with no trace of a stammer before she pushed Willow into the nearest stall with so much urgency that the smaller girl almost lost her footing.



Willow opened her mouth to speak but before she could say anything Tara’s warm tongue filled her mouth. Tracing white teeth. Gently tickling the roof of her mouth. Duelling desperately with Willow’s tongue. Then leading said tongue past the swollen lips pressed against the redheads own, allowing entry into the blonde’s hungry mouth.

Tara sucked, nibbled, bit the redheads tongue.

Willow groaned and arched her back, brushing her petite breasts against her lover’s fuller ones.

Four hard nipples strained against restrictive material. Desperately trying to break through their confinements and make much desired skin-to-skin contact.



“Need you.” The blonde gasped pleadingly.



Not needing to be told twice Willow inserted two fingers into her girlfriend. Finding no resistance she added a third finger and began thrusting.

In and out.

Hard and fast.

Her thumb found Tara’s sensitive pearl and made firm, slow circular movements.



Tara matched her girlfriend’s rhythm with her hips. Grinding herself against the wiccan’s nimble fingers.



Sweat beads covered both girls’ bodies.

Laboured, almost forced breaths sounded in the small cubicle.

Gasps, moans, indecipherable vowel sounds escaped in between fiery, desperate kisses.



“Open your eyes baby. I need to see your eyes.” Willow pleaded.



Her request was granted.



As blue eyes locked with green Tara’s orgasm cascaded through her entire body and a single word was called, almost prayer-like, from the blonde’s lips.

The most beautiful, poetic and meaningful word in Tara’s entire vocabulary.



“Willow!”



As Tara rode the waves of pleasure Willow’s fingers remained inside of her and she continued to gently stroke her girlfriend’s clit.

When the blonde’s body finally relaxed three fingers were slowly removed and two wiccans collapsed to the floor wrapped in each others arms.

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Posh flowers make me feel groovy - My niece

[sam darls]

Oh my god... ..that was so hot and really lovely..and sex kitten Tara..yummy. More soon? love sammi xx

[TKOLove]

Holy smokes! And speaking of, has anyone got a cigarette? I don't smoke, but I'm thinking I might start after that! Wowsers! Sensuous, sexy...yummy. Great job on your first attempt at smut. Excellent detail and general tasty goodness all around.

...when we find That Kind of Love...

[kindagay]

Thank you for the feedback . It seems my smut is thud worthy , so, here's a bit more.



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Willow lifted her soaked hand to her mouth and cleaned it of Tara’s juices; firstly by licking each finger one at a time, then by placing all three into her mouth and sucking them dry.



“You taste like Heaven.” The redhead complimented when she was done savouring her lover’s essence.



“No fair, I didn’t get a taste.” Tara pouted playfully.



“Aww, is my poor baby thirsty?”



“Oh yes.”



“Tell me what you want Tara.”



“I wanna taste you. I need to taste you my Willow.”



“I knew I shouldn’t have worn pants.” Willow grumbled as she stood and removed the offending piece of clothing to reveal a simple black thong.



“I definitely agree. But I love that thong.”



“Oh really? You want it?”



“I want you.”



Tara eased the thong down Willow’s legs, scraping her nails along silky skin. She then motioned for the other girl to sit on the lowered lid of the toilet.

Positioning herself between Willow’s legs, Tara buried her face into soft copper curls and inhaled the musky scent of her lover’s desire.

She exhaled, her warm breath tickling the redheads mound, increasing the girls need.

Extending her tongue ever so slightly, Tara teased Willow’s outer lips with the very tip.



“More.” Was the only word Willow could manage to utter, but it conveyed her need and urgency, as well as her complete love and devotion for the grinning blonde.



Tara was feeling playful and rather than giving in and offering the instant satisfaction that her girlfriend yearned, the blonde decided to tease Willow for just a little longer.



Before Willow knew what was happening Tara’s tongue was gone.

The blonde emitted a devious giggle, as she watched her partner pout and whimper at the loss of contact.



Leaning in to moist fiery curls in torturous slow motion, Tara’s teeth made the briefest graze of contact with her lover’s swollen nub. She showered the girls most intimate area with achingly subtle butterfly kisses, mere whispers of what the redhead so desperately craved.



“Baby, don’t tease.” The desperation in the sweating redhead’s voice only drove Tara to tease more. She wanted to make her girl beg, and she wouldn’t succumb until she’d succeeded.



Upping the stakes ever so slightly the blonde brought her tongue back into play, running just the tip up her girlfriends dripping opening, making contact with the desperately throbbing clit, so fleetingly that Willow only just noticed. This motion was repeated a few more times, as sweet sticky juices escaped from the increasingly frustrated witch. Tara lapped up her honeys offerings, exercising amazing self-restraint as she reminded herself that she wanted to hear begging before she would allow herself to taste her lover fully.



Fortunately for both girls, Tara didn’t have to restrain herself for much longer.

Long painted fingernails were brought into the mix, scraping, with just the right amount of pressure, across Willow’s pearl. Something inside the redhead snapped, as the flow of her juices rapidly increased she almost cried her plea.



“Goddess, Tara please stop teasing. I, I need more. I need you inside me. Please baby, please.” A single glistening tear accompanied her request. A pang of guilt hit the blonde as it occurred to her that she may have taken things too far.



Not wanting to upset her sweetheart any further a hungry tongue passionately plunged deep into the welcoming passage and rubbed hard and firm against aching pleasure points.



It was mere seconds before Willow was screaming her lovers name in ecstasy and Tara greedily savoured Willow’s satisfaction.



Before she had fully recovered from her first orgasm, a second wave of bliss exploded through Willow’s body as Tara took the smaller wicca’s clit into her mouth and rolled it between her teeth.



The exhausted redhead climaxed for a third and final time, as two supple fingers were driven deep inside her and immediately set out on an eager tour of her, still contracting, internal muscles.

With this third orgasm, Tara’s name was once again screamed into the air before Willow, exhausted but satisfied, blacked out.

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Posh flowers make me feel groovy - My niece

[halfsmile]

I...humm...Oh My...



I think I'm about to black out any time soon, hehe

That was, well HOT! Incredible, sexy, and in some way cute and sweet too...I really liked that part(from part 4):

Quote:

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As blue eyes locked with green Tara’s orgasm cascaded through her entire body and a single word was called, almost prayer-like, from the blonde’s lips.

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So I think I gonna have a really, really could shower

:shower



Bye bye and THANK YOU for the awesome update.

-Halfsmile-

[sam darls]

I second the hot.. . Nice update. Love sammi xx

[Tempest Duer]

Oh... oh my....

I believe in the madness called "now."

[Spot]

oh... um, oh my... wow.

-michelle

"Love is giving someone the ability to destroy you, and trusting them not to."

[SJ]

Singing the thong song to myself

That was a completley thuddable update.

[intricate mirage]

**mumbles** gotta....urm....go find...erm something....shower..yeah..cold shower...good...

Cassie





Ask me if I loved you yesterday. I'll say 'Yes'

Ask me if I love you today. I'll say 'Yes'

Ask me if I'll love you tomorrow. I'll say 'Always'