Amy' and if I did own Joey Lauren Adams, rest assured, I WOULD find her mute button.
Pairing: Our favourite girlies, Willow and...um...what's her name? Oh - TARA!!
Rating: PG-13...possibly...I hope. I’m rubbish with ratings!
Summary: Willow and Tara get very involved in the plot of Kevin Smith flick
'Chasing Amy' Sorry Amy the Rat fans, this has nothing to do with her.
Setting: Whenever you want really, just not during the hecticness of the last few eps of Season 5.
Spoilers: Only if you haven't seen 'Chasing Amy'
Feedback: Please...and be critical if you want.
E-mail: I've moved! Well, they shut down buffymail so I had no choice. You can
find me at tarasfan@charmedmail.com
NB: Thanks to my ever wonderful Cara for the beta read. This is the same story that I’ve sent to extra flamey but I couldn’t remember the name I gave it so this may or may not have a different title!
Fundamentals of a Successful Relationship
By Flissy
"It just isn't right!" Willow exclaimed for the hundredth time since
Alyssa decided she was in love with Holden. Tara, though secretly amused and tickled by her girlfriend's sudden declaration of lesbian alliance, chose to attempt to subdue her cries.
"Willow, honey, it doesn't matter who you fall in love with, as long as your heart is with who it should be,"
Willow took a second to glance round at her girlfriend lovingly before returning to the screen and continuing to yell.
"You're a lesbian! Hello? He's only going to hurt you, don't you see? Stick with that nice blonde girl from the scene at the gay bar! She was totally into you!"
The red head didn't stop to think that the words coming out of her mouth were very unlikely to have crossed her mind a little over a year ago or that, in a strange way they had begun to have a bad effect on Tara. "Look at him! He's all beardy and floppy haired and manly. Tssk, yeah lady, you got it right, another one sure has bitten the dust." Willow shook her head in disappointment.
Tara agreed with herself that it was time to take action. She couldn't allow her girl to unknowingly continue in her straight bashing.
"Look at him, all smug and big and..."
"Stop!" Willow was taken aback by Tara's sudden outburst, so much so that it put an immediate end to her babble-fest. Even Tara had shocked herself, her cheeks rapidly turning a deep shade of pink. "I mean, um, d-don't continue, please," she stuttered?
Willow looked confused and hurt. As much as she adored take-charge-Tara, her command was somewhat out of the blue.
"What's the matter?" Willow ventured. "I thought you wanted her to be with a woman? She obviously does and, hey, we both know it's the better option."
Tara scrunched up her face while she tried to figure out the right way to explain her feelings. Deciding on the best way to go, she altered her position on the bed to face her girlfriend as Willow followed suit, letting showing that she was paying complete attention to Tara.
"Ok, when you fell in love with me, what was your first thought?"
Willow, smiled at the happy memories. "I dunno, just how much I knew it was right and how great you made, well, make, me feel."
Tara smiled forgetting her plan for a second, and leaned in to briefly kiss the red head. Willow silently commended herself for giving the correct answer, she was very good at tests and this one seemed to be going well though she had a feeling they hadn't gotten to the hard part yet. 'I wonder what I'll get when I get that part right too!' she thought, wickedly.
Tara pulled away despite Willow's reluctance to do so and they regained their stern 'something important is being discussed' faces.
"Okay, good. So, when exactly did you stop and think, 'Woah there! Check out me falling for the hot blonde who's a girl!"
Tara raised her eyebrows expectantly as the cogs began to whir in her girlfriend's brain.
"Oookay, I get it. If I had thought that was a problem then we wouldn't have gotten together. If I had been that narrow-minded I could have let the love of my life pass me by and never have experienced such a magnificent..."
"I get the point," Tara grinned and Willow smiled sheepishly.
"So, do you get it? I-I didn't mean to yell, darling."
"I know," Willow reassured her as she snuggled closer to her lover.
"Another thing though, Willow," Tara began as she stroked the velvety soft locks beneath her witchy fingers. "If we look at their relationship as being wrong, and it's a he-he-heterosexual relationship..."
"Have a little trouble with that concept, Tare?!" Willow quipped.
"Ha-ha," she retorted sarcastically. "Not at all, just an issue with ‘h’s for some reason. As I was saying...if we see that as wrong or odd then what are people gonna think of us? And if we find them 'weird' then why should they think any different of us? Would we deserve their, I dunno, kindness or respect?" Tara took a moment to contemplate her own questions and was only drawn out of her thoughts when she heard Willow draw in a deep breath.
"Wow. That's, like, profound or something. You're so totally right. Geez, what an idiot I am, going on at the TV like that, just because I didn't understand their relationship."
"But, see Willow, that's the thing. You do understand it. Their love? It's just like ours. Except ours is real and now. And it's gonna last forever."
Willow sat up from her lover's arms and allowed Tara to acknowledge her appalled expression.
"You mean theirs doesn't? Aww, man, you spoiled the ending! I wanted them to live happily ever after and have many squeaky voiced, big bearded babies!" she pouted.
"Sorry, Willow," Tara giggled. Willow demonstrated mock stern-ness and hoisted herself to her knees, hands on hips. "Oh, c'mon!"
"No, no, no. You ruined my movie. I was expecting a wedding with all kinds of antics, maybe Banky, the ever loyal best friend of beardy Holden, could also have corrupted yet another unsuspecting lesbian!" Tara glared down at
Willow.
"Excuse me, Miss. ‘Two Seconds Ago I was Totally Straight Bashing their
Relationship to Bits’!"
At that statement Willow decided she wouldn't stand for anymore of Tara's cheek and launched herself upon her in an attack of brutal tickling. After several minutes they were thoroughly exhausted and collapsed into each other's arms just in time to see the last few minutes of the movie.
"Well, thanks SO much for the rental of that movie, Tara. It was truly...an eye opener," Willow drawled.
"Hmm...I know which part you had you're eyes open for," Tara teased.
"Now, now. Let's be friendly, or I'll ditch you for a sexbot!"
At that neither of them could keep a straight face and surrendered to the giggles that had been slowly building up inside of them once again.
"No, seriously though, Willow. Did you get what I meant, about what I was saying earlier? I didn't mean to sound all knowledge-y and, um, judgmental,"
"I understand. I was being a little 'grr, straight people' and that's just not nice. Now, if she were an ex-demon..."
"Do not finish that sentence! No Anya bashing either," Tara ordered.
"Not even a little bit?" Tara shook her head, letting her bangs glide smoothly across her face. Willow took the opportunity to scoot closer and brush them away so she could see the sexy half-smile and shine in her girlfriend's eyes.
"Not even for a second?" Willow cajoled.
"Forget it Rosenberg." Tara stuck her tongue out knowing Willow would find it irresistible. Right on cue Willow pounced on the blonde, devouring her with hungry kisses, tongues exploring familiar places and hands seeking out any and every part of intertwining bodies. It seemed that some sexual tension had been building up in the playful banter they had previously engaged in and it was pleased to find its release. Tara pulled away slightly; allowing them both to take in some much needed oxygen, and breathed huskily into Willow's ear.
"Hey, you wanna watch 'Bound'?" she asked expectantly. Willow pushed
Tara's shoulders back so she could show her girlfriend the questioning expression on her face.
"'Bound' huh? Well, now! You really sure you want to see some hot Gina
Gershon in leather action?" Tara nodded eagerly. "I see," Willow removed herself from her lovers grasp and Tara groaned, remembering how nothing was ever easy and loving every second of it. "And I take it you're sure you want some steamy girl-on-girl action? Mixed in with a little mafia blood lust?" The red head accentuated the 't' on 'lust' sending a shudder through Tara's body, causing her tongue to dart out and moisten her lips. Willow caught a glimpse of the affect her words were having on her girl; pleased with the torture she was putting her through.
" Right, so...you'd be partial to the scene in Violet's living room after
Corky rescues her earring?" Tara nodded again as Willow stepped loser to her. "And how about that totally hot scene in Corky's bed?" The last words were whispered close to Tara's closed eyes and she felt Willow's hot breath upon her opening lips. They remained that way for several seconds, Tara waiting with anticipation for her girlfriend to place a firm yet gentle kiss on her mouth.
"Okay!" said Willow with zest and bounced over to their video selection leaving Tara frustrated and hot. Willow was a sadist. No other explanation. Yet she loaded the video and hopped back onto the bed to be met by an icy glare from Tara, smiling nonchalantly, as she snuggled in beside the larger witch. Unable to stay mad, the blonde soon snuggled back and began stroking Willow's hair, focusing on the opening scene. Willow made a grunting sound, prompting herself.
Tara winced and bit her lip whilst waiting for the statement she knew was coming.
"Good ol' Violet, calls herself a lesbian yet keeps on pumping the guys!"
"Just watch the movie Willow."
"Okay!"
Hope you liked it I have two more up at some W/T fanfic sites but let me know if you haven't read them and would like me to post them here. They're a bit more racey than this one so I dunno what you lot'll think of that
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