Thank you Pixie for putting up with my mistakes and correcting them.
Thanks to the kittens for their cool replies. Enjoy!
THE FUDGE-GRUDGE OR GETTING WET.
The two slumbering lovers didn’t stir until it was
well past the sunrise. The sun was high in the sky
waiting to greet the two reunited souls with all its
shining splendor. Even the Gods and the guardians of
nature agreed that these two women were a perfect
match.
Willow was the first to wake. She gazed down at her
sleeping lover, seeing the blonde clearly and
wonderfully as hers. Nothing would ever separate them
again. Willow knew now more than ever just how
precious Tara was to her. It had taken almost losing
her to realize that her life could never be complete
without the other girl by her side. Willow loved being
the first to wake. Tara was usually the early riser.
The redhead would always linger a little longer under
the sheets. Willow’s thoughts drifted whilst
contemplating the slumbering beauty.
Playing “hard to get out of bed” was one of Willow’s
favorite daily games. Tara would always try rousing her
softly by kissing her forehead and whispering in her
ear, “ Will sweetie, time to get up.”
Then Willow would pout and scoot closer to Tara,
hanging on to her nightgown for dear life, murmuring
grumpily “Don’t wanna.” Tara would insist a bit more
intently “Sweetie, come on now. We have class.”
Willow
would answer by trying to tug Tara down to the bed,
“Willow wants Tara snugglies.” Tara would sigh and
patiently try again with a soft smile on her lips
“Honey, hurry up or you won’t have time to have
breakfast. I’m making funny shaped pancakes and I’m
brewing some coffee with a touch of cinnamon, just how
you like it.” This would usually do the trick and
Willow would relent, opening her eyes and giving
Her girlfriend a kiss before jumping out bed. Although
sometimes the redhead liked holding out just a bit
longer. When bribery with food didn’t work, Tara would
make more interesting promises, ranging from
extra cuddle time in the afternoon to more spicy
suggestions. Of course, Willow didn’t always
play hard to get. Not because she didn’t want to.
More because Tara wasn’t always so patient. Sometimes
the blonde would just pull the blankets off and smack
Willow on the butt after a couple of tries, urging the
redhead in a none- too- gentle fashion to get a move on.
So the redhead knew it wasn’t wise to always play the
same hand of cards. In fact Tara didn’t always win.
Willow surprised her girl more than once by convincing
her to come back to bed. When Willow’s strategies
worked both girls usually wound up being very late for
class, if they made it at all.
When Tara awoke, the first sight that greeted
her was her girlfriend’s smiling face.
“Good morning, beautiful, ” both said in unison and
kissed.
“What are you thinking about that put that big smile
on your face?” Tara asked, gazing up at her
redheaded love.
“You of course. I was remembering all the ways you
used to get me out of bed.” Willow said, still
smiling.
Tara rolled her eyes and responded, “Ah yes…my daily
next –to- impossible mission. That’s the tune I used to
hear in my head whenever I went to wake you. I would
hear the narrator saying “Agent Mclay your mission
should you choose to accept it…”
Willow smacked Tara’s arm lightly and interrupted, “ I
wasn’t that bad!”
Tara chuckled and raised her eyebrows in defiance. “
Yes you were. As a matter of fact I’m convinced it was
a game to you. You liked seeing just how far I would
go to get you out of bed. Plus on the few occasions
that you did wake up first, you weren’t nearly as
patient waking me.” The blonde finished by making a fake pout.
Willow made an “ I am shocked to hear this” face and
spoke in an indignant tone. “ Officially I have to say
I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Tara raised herself from the sleeping bag and looked
at her lover straight in the eyes.
“Are you saying that you don’t remember the water and
ice-cube incident?”
Willow scrunched up her nose and bit back a
giggle, answering seriously, “I only did
what I thought was in your best interest. You did have a test that
morning. I had to make sure you got up on time, it’s
in the ‘good girlfriend’s manual’ .Yup, chapter 1,
page 2, guideline 3, marked it down with my red pen
and everything.” She finished by giving the universal
“yes that’s a known fact” head nod.
Tara bit back a laugh and got a wicked gleam in her
eyes when a ghost of an idea entered her mind. “Good
girlfriend’s manual, huh? I must have missed that
chapter. However I did read a whole other one called
“Pay-back: every good girlfriend’s God-given right.”
The blonde smiled like the Devil, glaring right at Willow.
The redhead recognized the dangerous glint in Tara’s
eyes and thought >uh-oh<. She gulped and laughed
nervously before answering, “Awww baby, I know you’re not one to hold a grudge.
You’re not one to hold a grudge right?
Cause you know, holding a grudge is like…like…holding ah-uh…a-a- fudge?
Yeah…it’s all sticky and gooey and it might seem like it’s good with
a nutty side order of revenge…but really all it does is make things messier.
A fudge- grudge is never-ever a good idea.”
Willow babble. Who could keep a straight face with so
much Willow babble? Tara laughed and let her
girlfriend of the hook before she went on to list all
of Baskin Robin’s ice-cream flavors.
“The only nut around here is you. Come on, let’s get
dressed and get some breakfast going.”
Willow sighed in relief and complied, searching
for her sweater. Although she had the sneaking suspicion that
Tara had not let her off completely.
All through breakfast the redhead could swear she
heard the wheels in the other girl’s head turning. She
knew the blonde was up to something. The question was,
what?
After they finished eating and cleaning their plates
Tara smiled sweetly at Willow.
The redhead had been quiet and looked pensive. The
blonde nearly laughed, guessing exactly what Willow
was thinking about. >Well darling let me just put you
out of misery then<
Tara sat next to her girl on the fallen log in front
of the fire. The redhead was leaning forward warming
her hands close to the flame. “Hey baby. Are you
cold?”
Willow answered. “Yeah, a little. You know me, I
have no natural heating whatsoever.”
Tara scooted closer to her girlfriend. “You know
Willow…that fateful morning in question…it was pretty
cold. I was pretty cold too and then it got even
colder.” The blonde narrowed her eyes dangerously.
Willow inched away, Tara’s tone of voice making her even more nervous.
“Taaara…what are you saying?”
Tara eyed Willow, then looked towards the lagoon
and then back to Willow again. She raised an eyebrow
and again smiled like the Devil on judgment day “I’m
saying…FUDGE!” At that last word she lunged her body
towards Willow.
Willow shrieked and jumped out of the way just in
the nick of time. She looked down on the fallen blonde and
then nervously towards the water. She had thought that
a dip in the water would be nice, but not before the
noon sun got a chance to heat it a little. >The water
at this hour must be freezing< The redhead mused
miserably. “Tara honey you wouldn’t…”
The blonde began rising quickly with a grin. “ Oh,no?”
Willow realized that the answer was >oh yes she would<
and took off running with Tara hot on her heels. The
blonde chased her redheaded lover relentlessly. She
hadn’t grown up with only Jake, one of her younger brothers as
a friend for nothing. While other girls played tea party she was playing
chase and climbing trees.
Of course Willow was no slouch in the running game
either. For one, she had also grown up with just Xander
and Jesse as friends, and then there was the
always chasing and being chased by things that go bump in the
night. Both girls were good with speed and showed
no signs of being tired any time soon. Tara realized
she needed to change tactics if she was ever going to
catch Willow. First she tricked the redhead into
getting somewhere close to the water again and then
she did a classic fake-out maneuver that put Willow
right where she wanted her.
When Willow realized she had fallen into a trap it
was too late. All she had time to do was see a
Tara-shaped blur that tackled her to the
ground. The let out a breath and opened her eyes to find
Tara straddling her waist and pinning her hands above
her. The blonde had a self-satisfied smirk on
her face and a light sheen of sweat was running down her
neck. Willow had to admit that the blonde wore success
really, really well. It almost made her glad that she
had been caught.
“All right, all right you got me. Now what?” Willow
said in a defeated yet amused tone.
“Well since you seem to have more stamina than I
thought, I’m going to have to tire you out a little
first.” Tara replied without letting Willow out of her
grip.
Now Willow was totally happy about being
caught. She gave Tara her best sexy grin. “Oh yeah…how
are you planning on doing that?”
>Oh-no Willow, you’re not going to get out of
this one by giving me a sexy smile. Although it’s oh- so
tempting.< Tara thought, nearly losing her
concentration. “Not how you think,” she said with a
touch of mirth in her voice, just before launching a
full-on tickle attack on her helpless girlfriend. The
blonde knew this was a sure-fire way to leave Willow
useless in no time flat.
Willow’s body completely surrendered and she shook
from head to toe with peals of laughter.
“ Oh, Ta-ra, ha-ha-ha...N-o, plea-se,
I-I...ha-ha-ha... don’t...”
Tara laughed too and waited until Willow didn’t have
the strength left to fight her.
When the blonde was satisfied she picked up the
redhead effortlessly, carried her towards the water
and then promptly dumped her just beyond the
edge.
Willow screamed as her body hit the water with a loud
splash. She sputtered water and launched protests at
Tara, who stood at the edge laughing her head off.
>Who knew such a sweet girl had such vindictive
streak?< Willow thought as she struggled to get her
breath back and get on her feet.
In the meantime, Tara was so busy enjoying the show
that she failed to notice that Willow had gotten her
bearings back and was getting dangerously close.
Now it was Tara’s turn to think >uh-oh< as Willow
reached out and managed to grab one of the blonde’s
sleeves. Tara tried to keep her balance but it was a
fruitless effort. The blonde fell on her butt and
another loud breaking of water resounded throughout
the lagoon. Soon both girls were laughing and enjoying
a full-scale splashing war.
Willow was the first to wave the white flag.
“Truce-truce. You win. Tara Maclay, I crown you
the water-frolicking champion of the world.”
Tara was grateful Willow had stopped. She was all
watered out herself, but not about to admit it.
“Yes! I am the water queen I can do anything!” She
yelled merrily raising her hands in the air.
Willow blew a raspberry at her girlfriend and then
moved in close to embrace her. “You could at least be
graceful about it.”
Tara smiled and flicked her wet hair back. “Nah,
gloating is so much more fun.”
Willow gave her a light kiss and answered with a small
pout. “I don’t think I’m liking gloating, vengeful,
fudgeful Tara.”
Tara also planted a soft kiss on Willow’s upper lip
and answered in a low sexy voice. “Then I’ll have to
do something to make you like me again.” The blonde
placed another kiss on Willow’s mouth, but this time
it was longer and fuller. She ran the tip of her
tongue over the redhead’s upper lip and then sucked on
the lower lip for a few seconds before biting it
lightly. “So do you like me yet?” she asked breathily
into Willow’s ear.”
Willow had her head thrown back and her eyes closed.
The cold water suddenly wasn’t so cold anymore. “I’m
getting there. So right there, she answered while
Tara alternated between sucking on her earlobe and
biting at her neck.”
“What can get me ‘exactly’ there, then?” Tara
murmured
from behind Willow’s earlobe.
“Many things. You could start by taking off these wet
and highly-inconvenient clothes, ” Willow answered,
tugging on Tara’s clingy sweater.
Tara pulled away from the other girl’s neck and sent
her a sultry look. “I can do that, she said as she
proceeded to take off her soaked garmets, tossing them
with a mean swing towards the edge.
Willow did the same, shedding her uncomfortable
clothes with lightning speed.
They stood in the water naked and wet under the
warming rays of the sun.
They were bathed in light. When they gazed at one
another, each saw in the other the most glorious
beauty to ever exist.
They embraced and kissed slowly and lovingly for long
Drawn-out moments.
They wanted to savor each passing second. They wanted
to drink as much sweetness from the other as could be
possible. Their tongues moved together in harmony,
like a perfect ballad.
Their bodies moved together both outside and in. Their
blood raced and their hearts pounded.
Wetness began to build in between their legs, a
wetness different from the one caused by the water.
This honeyed fluid came from an endlessly
deep river that flowed inside their bodies whenever one touched
the other. It was a natural source of heat that made
them shiver and salivate with anticipation.
Tara sucked on Willow’s tongue as she ran her hands
across the small, creamy breasts. The blonde moaned
when her sensitive palm came in touch with the erect
tip of the redhead’s nipple. Willow also moaned and
pushed her body into Tara’s slick form. They continued
kissing with an increasing urgency.
Their mounds brushed together under the water and they
pressed into one another, grinding their hips together
as closely as they could in their standing position.
The wetness and heat rose like a flam between them. They
needed more and soon.
Tara took a moment to catch her breath and began to
lead Willow towards the edge.
They glowed with passion. The rivulets of water ran down their bodies, making them look like true
mythical nymphs. In a way the love they shared and
made was a myth, a legend that would survive time and
defy the boundaries of space.
They lay bare and open to one another. They kissed
again and again with unequaled fervor. Willow tried to
reverse the position they were in, but Tara refused.
She stayed still and looked down into her lover’s
eyes. “No way. It’s my turn, she said as she claimed
Willow’s mouth in a fierce kiss, as if to confirm her
intentions of not relinquishing control.
Willow surrendered and twined her arms around Tara’s
neck, aware only of the sweet mouth that was claiming
her and of the warm hand that was traveling down to
her throbbing center.
The redhead sucked in a breath of ecstasy when Tara
thrust a finger within her.
Tara moved gently inside Willow, inserting one finger
and then adding another. She pressed endlessly deeper
as Willow raised her hips to meet the movements of the
blonde’s hand.
Willow sucked at Tara’s lips and tongue, her hands
traveling and clutching at the blonde’s back.
The redhead closed her eyes as a spinning heat seized
her and flooded her whole body, pushing at the
limits of her senses. Tara also closed her eyes and moaned
against Willow’s lips, her own pleasure escalating with each movement,
each groan that Willow let out. Their feelings were mutual, it was
a mixture of agony and bliss that grew with every passing second.
Tara paused her rocking and thrusting motions, drawing
her body away from Willow’s.
The redhead beckoned for the blonde, she outstretched
her arms and whimpered, her heart on fire with need.
Tara smiled down on her lover as she moved to kneel
beside her, without withdrawing her fingers from inside Willow’s center .
Tara’s lips moved closer to the redhead again.
Willow’s blood quickened when the blonde used her hot mouth
to burn a trail of kisses down her neck.
Tara then brushed her tongue teasingly against
Willow’s breasts in only a slight touch and then lower
still across the redhead’s abdomen.
Tara moved her body again, this time positioning
herself between Willow’s outstretched legs.
The redhead felt like she was soaring outside of her
own body when Tara’s mouth and tongue began loving her
gently where she throbbed so unmercifully.
Willow abandoned herself to the storm of feelings
surging inside her. The redhead was overwhelmed, her
desire rising with each exquisite touch.
“Tara…Tara…Tara...” Willow repeated over and over
again like a sacred prayer, “Ohhmmnmh…aahhhh…mmhhmmm…”
The redhead was crossing the limit where speech wasn’t
even possible.
Tara’s own wetness grew when she heard Willow’s soft
moaning. Willow’s sweet juices were flooding her mouth
and she relished drinking every drop. The blonde used
her fingers to gently part the redhead’s outer lips
and then she flicked her tongue over the hard pearl
that she had purposely avoided until now.
Willow’s raised her hips in the air and released a loud
throaty moan. “Oooohm, baby…so…good…”
She placed her hand over Tara’s head, urging her
on.
“Tara…don’t stop…mmmhhmmm…that’s so good.”
Tara alternated between loving Willow with long, slow
strokes of her tongue to sucking on the
sensitive jewel with a caring passion. Willow thought if she
died now, she would die happy and very, very satisfied.
Willow’s body began to shudder, her thighs began to shake,
Tara’s mouth was hot and demanding in her most sensitive spots.
Willow threw her head back and she bit her lower lip to stifle a cry of sweet
agony. Tara’s movements became more intense. Willow
opened herself widely to her lover, absorbing each
delicious touch. “Let me see your eyes…” the redhead
managed to get out in a strangled voice.
Tara gazed up with hot passion in her eyes without
stopping her motions.
Willow groaned and bucked, making Tara hold on
to the redhead’s thighs to keep her from squirming off the
ground. Tara was determined to take her lover over the
edge, then suddenly they both felt it. Willow’s body
jolted and quaked, never taking her eyes off Tara. The
redhead’s long moan of pleasure echoed over the wild
surroundings.
Tara waited for her lover to ride out the last waves
of pleasure before she scooted up and took her into a
warm embrace. Willow was still shaking when Tara took
her into her arms.
Their lips met in a heated kiss and they clung to each
other, fusing their bodies together.
They lay there, sweat glistening on their bodies,
shining like tiny diamonds beneath the sunshine
Willow ran her fingers through Tara’s long golden hair
and kissed her wet brow.
“Oh, Tara, my Tara. I’m so happy I could burst. My
heart has been so lonely without you.”
Tara smiled and mimicked Willow’s actions by kissing
the redhead’s brow. “My heart, my body and my soul
have been incomplete without you Willow. My Willow.”
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
PRELUDE TO A PROPOSAL
After spending two glorious days out in the woods
Willow and Tara felt brand new.
They had recovered everything that had been lost.
Their bodies had joined and their souls had been fused
together. They were complete and there wasn’t anything
that they couldn’t face together. They had a fairy
tale love and both hoped that no matter what happened
they would have a fairy tale ending.
Willow walked down Main Street towards the Magic box.
About a block away something shiny from a window
display caught her eye. She stopped and put her hand
on the display. She could hardly believe it, it was
perfect, just what she had in mind. She went in to
the
shop and after hearing the price, she made a
deal with the sales clerk. The redhead exited the shop feeling
absolutely giddy and scared to death at the same time.
She took out an envelope from her folder. She had been
staring at it for a week without reaching any conclusions.
But now the deal had been made, the ring had made the
decision for her. She stopped at a pay phone and
called the Magic Box to let everyone know that she
would be late. She gave what she hoped wasn’t the
lamest excuse known to man and hung up nervously. She
skipped down the street thinking of all the
arrangements that had to be made.
TBC…
