Ange - They share a close bond and it speaks wonders if they can share a dream
TareBeaRS - Glad you liked the smutly behaviour in the first, and it was all for their snuggles in the dream
Puff - Thanks, it means a lot when i get replies like that
I like exploring the naughty sides of Willow and Tara, well i wouldn't be the only one now would I?
Tulipp - Thanks, and i really do, else i wouldn't be here i guess. Glad you liked the dream, just a little something my cooky mind cooked up
Peggy - Glad to see its a favourite, just scroll down a little further for update relief.
Molsongrrrl - Glad you liked 'em, probably the two i was most nervous about posting this fic, glad they turned out well.
Molly - Well sometimes its good to go a little wacky, i certainly enjoy doing it from time to time, okay maybe a little more often than most but still, its fun
Indygo - I take it as a compliment
Its fun to just let your short hair down every once and a while
Pillows - See i didn't need my fic for those kind of visuals, glad to help out where i can though
Okay i know i said i'd update last night but stuff came up and well... i didn't.
I figured i'd make it up to ya by posting something tonight before starting my increased update period, the next one after this wont be up til Wednesday at the earliest. But without much further ado...
Title – All You Wanted
Author – Nathan
E-mail –
nathspazz@yahoo.com.au Feedback – Well I am a feedback whore so it would be greatly appreciated
Spoilers – None, it’s AU so yeah
Rating – Between PG and R18+ ample warning will be given.
Disclaimer – Willow and Tara and any other character that appeared in the syndicated television show “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” is property of Joss and Mutant Enemy, I’m only borrowing them and am not making any money off them. All the others are mine though. Also the title for the fic is a Michelle Branch song so credit goes to her and part names will be named after various songs I like that fit nicely with the story so credit will be given there.
Summary – Set slightly in the future, 24-year-old Willow and Tara run into each other, it’s set mostly in New York so no Sunnydale or hell mouth or anything. Just good ol’ fashioned romance.
Part 13 Hungry Heart (Bruce Springsteen)“Hey sweetie.” Tara smiled as she stood at Willow from the entrance to her cubicle.
“Hey baby.” Willow replied as she turned around with a great big grin on her face from hearing Tara’s voice.
“Whatchya doin’?” Asked Tara sheepishly, her hands swaying behind her back as she made her way over to where the redhead sat.
“Nothing but staring at you now that you’re here.” Willow smiled and wrapped her arms around the blonde pulling her into a quick kiss.
“Mmmm, so you’re busy then.” Tara smiled when their lips pulled apart.
“Extremely.” Willow replied as she pulled Tara in for another quick peck on the lips, giving her ass a firm squeeze as she did so. The sound of a throat being cleared pulled them out of their embrace, when they saw it was only Sam Willow halted their breaking apart at the holding hands stage, not wanting to break contact with Tara.
“I do believe we are supposed to be working at the moment.” Sam had to stifle a giggle at that comment; she was trying to keep a straight face while talking to the star crossed lovers.
“Uh huh, cause your work ethic just shines employee of the month.” Willow replied sarcastically.
“Well at least I’m not making with the smoochies in my cubicle.” Sam pouted in response.
“Oh you would if you could and you know it missy.” Willow stated back at her friend. Sam tried to reply but knew Willow had her beat on this one.
“Yeah well, it just sucks that I can’t and well it means you shouldn’t if I cant.” Sam pouted once again.
“I know you love getting your vicarious smoochies through us.” Tara added her two cents worth with a great big smile.
“Yeah, you know I do.” Sam’s face broke into a smile as she acknowledged the blonde’s statement.
“So anything planned with Claire today?” Willow asked the now smiling brunette as she brought Tara’s hand, which was still entwined in hers, and planted a quick kiss on it.
“Well during lunch I’m going down to the Xerox place and we’re gonna hide in the back and make out for the whole hour.” Sam was now rather chirpy and bouncy at the prospect of some quality smoochie time with her girl.
“You really like this girl huh?” Willow asked sincerely to her friend.
“I do, we haven’t even had sex since that first night and I can feel myself falling for her more and more everyday.” Sam replied in her giddy state of mind.
“Is this the real Sam Pickering?” Willow asked in mock disbelief.
“I know, I know its just I feel so wow.” Sam exclaimed happily.
“I’m really happy for ya Sam.” Willow said with full honesty.
“I’m glad, I actually feel really happy for like the first time ever.” Sam sighed in wonder. Willow and Tara squeezed each other’s hand as they appreciated the sight of their happy friend.
“So you two seem to be going along quite nicely, stealing smoochies in the office I see.” Sam tried to switch the focus from herself to the two women in front of her. She was a proud lady that didn’t like to get caught blushing too often.
“Yeah we really are.” Willow replied, the two girls looked lovingly at each other, giving each a squeeze of the hand.
“It’s going great.” Tara replied, still staring at the redhead, she brought her hands up to the redhead’s cheeks, cupping them before leaning in and giving her a passionate kiss on the lips.
“I’ll just be leaving you too alone then.” Sam smiled as she backed out of the cubicle, figuring she could probably sneak in a few hours sleep before her lunch break.
… … … …
Tara opened her apartment door, her eyes drifted to the couch where Alex and Hayley were furiously making out with one another.
“You two wanna get a room or what?” Tara shot at them in a teasing tone.
“Hey do I ask you and Willow to get a room?” Alex said defensively, breaking from his pashing for a moment.
“Yeah well that’s only cause you get off on watching two girls go at it.” Tara smirked right back at him.
“Well yeah, what’s your point.” Alex replied to her.
“My point is Alexander, that if you weren’t such a perve, you might actually have a case, but since you are you don’t have a leg to stand on.” Tara nodded her head defiantly, Alex new he couldn’t beat her resolve face. Hayley just sat quietly, watching the playful banter between the two friends.
“I was just leaving anyways Tara, my dogs probably starving to death as we speak.” Hayley stated as she moved to get up, Alex had other ideas and Tara stood in the kitchen watching the two playfully cuddle on the couch.
“So may I ask why Willow isn’t with you?” Alex asked from the couch, he was sitting upright, holding Hayley around the waist as she lay over his lap.
“She went home to get her laundry, she’s bringing it here and we’re gonna go do it together.” Tara replied, getting herself a beer out of the fridge and popping it open.
“Ah so, you’ve got a laundry date huh?” Alex flexed his eyebrows a couple of times suggestively; Tara threw the bottle cap at Alex who ducked behind the couch. Hayley was doing everything humanly possible to keep herself from cracking up at the sight of her boyfriend ducking for cover from his roomie.
“We are actually planning on doing laundry, god knows if I don’t I may be going into work naked tomorrow.” Tara stated to her friend.
“I’m betting Willow won’t be too displeased with that fact.” Alex smirked back at his friend.
“Yeah but she might not be too happy if Tara got fired either.” Hayley defended her boyfriend’s roomie.
“Thank you Hayley.” Tara was pleased to have the brunette on her side, though she had to admit to herself, she was kinda hoping for some action in the laundry room.
“No problem Tara, I think my boyfriend should keep his mind out of the gutter.” Hayley smiled and smacked her boyfriend playfully across the shoulder.
“Hey my mind is out of the gutter, my mind lives in a high rise apartment, way above the gutter, completely opposite in fact.” Alex smiled, he sat up brightly, and the only thing missing was the little halo above his head.
“Uh huh, and when are you getting your sainthood again.” Smiled Tara, giggling at her friend.
“Tuesday, its due in the mail.” Alex joked back to his friend, the whole room giggling at the sudden turn in conversation.
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It was pretty busy down at the laundry-mat and washing machines were at a premium. Willow and Tara spotted a few next to each other and made their way over to the empty machines. The fact they were holding hands as they entered got a few glances from the patrons but generally they were just ignored.
Willow was wearing a pair of grey slacks and a long sleeved pink t-shirt, Tara was wearing jeans, her kitten t-shirt and was sporting her bandanna that she wore to keep her hair out of her eyes. They looked casual and comfortable with each other and it helped not draw attention to them.
“You do know he’s only playing with ya right?” Willow smiled to Tara as they threw their laundry onto a washing machine each, Tara was just telling Willow about her teasing of Alex when she’d gotten home earlier.
“Of course, though I think he may have been a little right as well.” Tara smirked, pulling the redhead close to her, wrapping her arms around Willow’s neck and brushing her lips against the redhead’s.
“Vixen.” Willow grinned after their embrace ended; she had her arms tightly wrapped around Tara’s waist.
“I can’t help it I tell ya, you’re like a drug and my Vixenesque ways are the side effects.” Tara grinned and pulled Willow in for another deep kiss.
“Mmmm, didn’t know I was a narcotic.” Replied Willow with a playful smile.
“Nothing like a Willow high to keep you going.” Giggled Tara and quickly pecked Willow once more on the lips and spun around. She skipped over to the washing machine with her clothes on top and emptied them in.
“You sure you should be mixing colours with whites.” Asked Willow a little apprehensively, not quite sure how many times Tara had actually done this before.
“Um don’t I just throw them in, add powder and press the button?” Asked Tara sheepishly. Willow knew straight away that Alex obviously was the one who kept their place in order.
“Um not unless you want the colour to run into your whites, but I’m sure your kitten t-shirt will look great with a pink tinge to it.” Willow replied helpfully, but also with a bit a fun on the side.
“Ugh, I’m such a spazz with the domestic stuff, I can cook and that’s about it.” Tara admitted a deep shame of hers, blushing furiously.
“It’s ‘kay, I’m here to help.” Willow smiled brightly, she’d do anything for Tara, helping her with the laundry would be nothing.
“First off we separate the colours from the whites.” Willow smiled and Tara smiled and took a basket and started putting all the colours into it. While she did this Willow set up her own two loads so that she’d have more time to spend helping Tara out.
Tara was piling her colours into a basket on the empty machine next to hers when a middle aged, overweight lady who obviously got out of the wrong side of bed came up to Tara.
“That your basket there missy.” She hissed at Tara, nodding towards the basket Tara was filling her colours with.
“Yeah, I’m separating my colours from my whites.” Tara tried a happy tone however she was far to intimidated by the overbearing lady as she stood over her to pull it off.
“You already got a machine missy, only one machine per person.” She spat out at Tara, nodding to the machine Tara was taking the colours out of.
“I was gonna wash ‘em separately.” Tara could feel her defences weakening and she felt like she was going to cry any second, how she wished she was still dreaming so she could go all matrix-y on her ass.
“Well you can’t.” The lady sneered, shoving Tara’s basket out of the way and claiming the machine for herself. Willow had been watching all this take place and hoped her sweetie would stand up for herself, she knew that wasn’t going to happen at the moment and decided to intervene herself.
“Excuse me, you know the rules, she had a basket on top, hence she gets to use the washing machine.” Willow stepped up to the large lady; her size not intimidating her as she stood up for the girl she cared for.
“Yeah well I need to wash my clothes and there aren’t any other machines, she already has one so…” The large lady got right up in Willow’s face, the redhead refused to budge an inch.
“I… DON’T… CARE!” Willow got right back in her face, “It’s her machine, you’ll just have to wait.” Willow added with a grin.
“I’d like to see you stop me missy.” The large lady grinned and turned around to defiantly use the machine. Tara had watched her girl stick up for her and wasn’t going to let that all be in vain. As the large lady turned around Tara did the first thing she could think of, she jumped up onto the machine, plonking her butt down so the large lady couldn’t open it.
“What are you doing?” Asked the large lady in a bit of shock, she’d thought that she’d broken this one and was surprised to see her back on her feet. Tara smiled at Willow who grinned back; Willow gave her the strength to stand up to this lady. Willow grinned back, she was glad to see Tara taking a stand, ever since the first night they went out and those guys had scared them, Tara often gave into situations like these and Willow knew she’d get eaten alive in the big city if she kept at it.
“It’s my machine, so sod off and go find your own machine you… Big meanie.” Tara stated her defiance, proudly holding her chin up high to the large lady.
“Yeah whatever.” The big lady had, had enough of the two girls and stormed of out of the laundry-mat. Willow and Tara squealed in delight and clapped their hands, Willow was so proud of Tara right at that moment.
“Oh my god, you did it, you stood up to her and now she’s gone.” Willow could barely hold the grin onto her face, she was certain it was gonna stretch right out over the side.
“I did didn’t I, I kicked her ass.” Tara stated rather proud of herself, she clapped her hands together once and opened her arms wide, waiting for Willow to embrace her. Willow saw the opening and made her way right to the blonde’s waiting arms, wrapping her arms around the sitting blonde’s waist. Tara wrapped her arms around Willow’s neck and the two shared a celebratory kiss.
Tara’s tongue brushed against Willow’s lips as neither girl moved to break the kiss. Willow opened her mouth a little, just enough for Tara to get her tongue in; a kiss that had started in celebration was quickly becoming one of passion. Willow felt Tara’s tongue flicking across her as she suckled on it gently.
Tara’s eyes opened slightly and she noticed the whole room staring intently at them, she suddenly felt her face go as red as her girlfriend’s hair and pulled out of the kiss. Willow wondered what the problem was and then noted the room staring at them. They giggled as Tara; still holding Willow in her embrace buried her face into the redhead’s shoulder to hide it from the gazing crowd.
… … … …
“So how much laundry got done.” Alex grinned from his position on the couch cuddled up to Hayley, as the two girls walked in with their laundry baskets.
“All done.” Tara said proudly as she placed the basket on the table, Alex could see that all the clothes were already folded as well, he was clearly impressed.
“All thanks to our little miss Wonder Woman here.” Willow stated proudly, nodding to her lover.
“Really what happened?” Alex asked curiously, Hayley turned around wanting to get in on the story as well.
“It was nothing really, if anything Willow was the real hero.” A modest Tara replied.
“Are you kidding, she huffed at me but you got her to leave, being all large with the butch.” Willow smiled to Tara and giggled slightly.
“So, what happened?” Asked an impatient Alex, very eager to find out what happened.
“Some lady tried to steal my machine, I almost let her but Willow stood up for me and she was still gonna take it so I did the only thing I could do.” Tara began.
“You didn’t knock her flat on her ass did ya?” Hayley broke her silence, enthralled with the little tale.
“Heck no, she was freaking huge.” Giggled Tara at the thought of psychically harming the lady.
“So, what did you do?” Alex was fidgeting, jumping up and down in his seat to hear the end of the story.
“I plonked me big old rear down on the machine and sat on it so she couldn’t use it.” Tara continued giggling and Alex and Hayley joined in as well. Tara noted a cross look on Willow’s face, thinking she may be in trouble for hogging all the fame.
“It was all Willow though.” Tara quickly added, hoping that would calm her girlfriend down. Willow’s face broke and she giggled at Tara.
“It’s not that silly, you were totally the star.” Willow stated reassuringly.
“When what’s with the cross look?” Tara pouted to her lover.
“You missy, just don’t go around calling that incredibly nice tush of yours “a big old rear.”” Willow smiled as she pulled Tara into an embrace, giving Tara’s buns a nice firm squeeze. With what started of a quick peck once again turned into a kiss of passion and longing, their desire level high after doing laundry.
“Uh hum!” Alex clearing his throat only succeeded in breaking their embrace for a moment to let Tara reply.
“Bite me Alex.” Before her lips returned to servicing the redhead’s.
“Seems like Willow’s got that part covered already.” Alex grinned as he saw Willow take Tara’s bottom lip between her teeth. Tara took a piece of clothing from her basket and proceeded to chuck it at him.
“Ah, just get a room why don’t ya?” Alex giggled as he ducked to avoid the clothing.
“I think that’s the best idea I’ve heard you say since… ever.” Tara replied to her friend without breaking eye contact with her lover as she turned around and pulled Willow towards her room. Willow followed happily, always in the mood for some Tara lovin’.
… … … …
Sam burst into Willow’s cubicle, she’d tried Tara’s office but when she saw neither of them there she knew they’d be making out in Willow’s cubicle, they didn’t fail to deliver.
Willow continued making out with her girlfriend while the other girl just stood there waiting. Willow knew Sam wasn’t going away until she got what she had to say out, and the excited look on the brunette’s face meant that it was probably something she wanted to hear anyway. She pulled her lips from the blonde’s, Tara letting out a sigh at the loss of contact and both girls turned to the brunette.
“Guess who had sex last night?” Sam stated excitedly, barely able to stop herself from jumping out of her skin.
“Willow and I.” Tara asked, feigning ignorance.
“Okay let me refrain that, guess who had sex last night that hasn’t been having it constantly for the last two weeks?” Sam smirked, she was happy to see her friend’s enjoying a healthy sex life while hers was on the wane, she needed her vicarious smoochies while she waited with Claire.
“So you and Claire finally did it, what happened to taking it slow?” Willow grinned to her friend.
“Will it’s been a few weeks, to me that seemed like an eternity.” Sam clarified that little point.
“Oh yeah, I forgot Pickering rules and timeframes are completely different to the rest of society.” Willow teased her friend playfully, though she couldn’t remember a time before when Sam had gone this long with out doing it.”
“Of course, and don’t you forget it missy.” Sam winked at her friend; Tara giggled at the playful banter between her girlfriend and the girl she was fast considering a close friend.
“You do realise you are gonna have to let us get to know her soon.” Tara stated to the brunette, whilst they’d seen Claire when the used the Xerox shop, none of them but Sam had actually gotten to know the girl.
“Well maybe something could be arranged, I talk about you guys to her all the time and she’s dying to get to know you guys as well. She actually thinks I make you guys sound fun. I keep thinking I must totally be good at telling stories.” Sam teased the two ladies who were sitting together on the office chair.
“Hey, we are fun!” Willow stated defensively.
“Oh yeah, what did you two do last night, besides sex I mean?” Sam added with a grin.
“Laundry.” They both replied at the same time with a grin on their face.
“See you’ve only been dating a short time and here you are spending your evenings doing laundry together.” Sam continued to make her point.
“Yeah well missy, if you knew how much of an aphrodisiac doing laundry together was, you wouldn’t have that sort of tone with us.” Willow smiled at Sam before sharing a lustful stare with Tara. Sam could tell by the look on the two girl’s face that something had gone on.
“Wow, either you two are really weird getting off on domestic duties or something went down last night." Sam stated, though she wasn’t sure she’d gotten either girl’s attention by the way they hungrily looked at each other continuously.
“The way you stood up to that lady that was just…” Tara let out a moan as she reminisced the moment and feelings of desire came running back.
“What do you mean me, it was you standing up to her, putting that great ass of yours to use.” Willow smiled as she squeezed Tara’s ass, they both fell into a passionate kiss, forgetting completely that Sam was standing there watching all this go on.
Sam was trying to make sense of it all, she piece together that there was a lady and that there was getting large with the butch involved, she just wasn’t sure who or why or when or….
“What exactly happened?” A really confused Sam asked, she was still trying to piece it all together but it just didn’t make sense. She tried once again to get the two girls attention to find out some answers but the girls were way far to gone to notice she was speaking.
“Well isn’t that spit on your neck, kick you in the crutch fantastic?” Sam blurted out, she huffed as she turned around and left without her answers, she’d be sure to grill them later and of course make them feel bad about not telling her straight away.
“Mmmm, Sam do you think you could cover for us for a while?” Willow broke from the kiss momentarily, turning to where the brunette had been standing, only to find an empty space.
“Did you see Sam leave?” Willow asked Tara quizzically, confused as to where the brunette had gone.
“Nope, didn’t see a thing.” Shrugged Tara in response.
“How rude.” Willow chuckled; Tara couldn’t resist a giggle either at the redhead’s comment.
“You know we don’t really need Sam to cover for us, could always just sneak off.” Willow wiggled her eyebrows suggestively to Tara.
“Lead on my lady.” Tara grinned as they both got up and went to find some place where they could be alone and not disturbed. They ducked out of the cubicle making sure no one was watching and made for the stairs, there had to be somewhere in the building they could hide.
A few moments after Willow and Tara had scurried off, Linda walked into Willow’s cubicle.
“Damn these girls are impossible to find, you’d almost think they were off somewhere having sex together.” Linda muttered to herself as she exited the cubicle shaking her head, flicking through some papers in her hand. She started to wonder if people actually still did work around this place or if they handed out paychecks for free, not that she really had much reason to argue.
TBC…
Hope you enjoyed, you may see i blatently plagiarised from another show so sue, wait they can for that can't they, so plz don't
More soon, but not to soon, i need to leave ya wanting & well i need a break
Oh and one last thing while i'm here, would like to give a quick plug for a chain fic that myself and SlayerTazz started and we're looking for as much people to get behind it and contribute as possible so check it out please, Its called The One Where Everyone Has A Go
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to ya all
Cheers
Nath
Isn't it funny how you feel your most tired five minutes before you have to get up.
they do sing like freshly dug up corpses, dont they 
Glad it was funny, was hoping it might get a chuckle or two 
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nice update. them being all coupley and domestic. and insatiable 
I Loved the Laundry fun they had! That mean ol' woman trying to steal their machine, that should be like a Rule... Don't steal people's machine they have the right to do whatever they damn well please to get it back! And a lil Thank You 4 ur cooperation under it! 
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