*edited to say, fic can go in the sister thread over at pens
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*edited to say, fic can go in the sister thread over at pens
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Originally posted by the literary exterminator:
tommo: Geez, that's pretty good. You should write fan fic.
You know, one of these days I might give that a whirl. 
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You know I've been through hell...Joss can't you see, there'll be nothing left of me. You made me believe...
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Originally posted by Willowlicious:
I want the PASSION now!
Here here! I'm all for the naughty, sweaty feelings-causing scene.
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"Honey, I'm the original one-eyed chicklet in the kingdom of the blind." -Glory
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I thought Hannigan.com's off-topic board regularly traversed the depths of depravity. CLearly, I was a rank amateur. Wasn't there supposed to be an "all-naked, all-gay" ep written by David Fury that Amber plugged on every conceivable occasion? What happened to that?
(I'm not sure this is the right thread to use the phrase "Amber plugged on every conceivable occasion" in. Whoops)
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"I was just about to," Tara responded wickedly. She kissed the dark patch of curls between her lover’s legs.
"Not that thing." Willow giggled and guided Tara up so they were face to face. "The thing you do, when you kiss me…" Willow raised her eyebrows and cleared her throat. "That tease thing," she clarified.
"Oh, the tease thing." Tara smiled rakishly. "You like that, baby?" She settled her weight onto the smaller woman and studied her. "Is this what you want, darling?" She traced Willow’s lips with her tongue and then a split second later she mimicked the touch with her fingers between Willow’s legs.
"Oh, goddess." Willow’s entire body shook as a bolt of desire shot through her. "Yes, that."
"This?" Tara edged just the tip of her tongue between Willow’s lips and then teased with her fingers below. When she pulled her tongue away, Willow let out a frustrated growl.
"More," Willow pleaded. She savored the delicious torment of Tara’s teasing and she loved the anticipation of the sensuous act. Tara would use her tongue to give Willow a preview of what her fingers would do next. The split second warning was just enough to kindle a white-hot flame, and as soon as Tara’s fingers fulfilled the promise of the blonde’s tongue, Willow’s body would quiver in pleasure.
Tara continued her gentle tease for what felt like an eternity. Just when Willow thought she would die from wanting, Tara’s tongue made promises that almost sent Willow over the edge. The blonde witch drove her tongue into Willow’s mouth, filling her, and then, as Willow was still moaning in anticipation, Tara’s fingers mirrored the action below. Over and over Tara’s tongue filled Willow’s mouth.
"Oh, sweet goddess, fuck yes!" Willow babbled when Tara eased back for a brief moment. "Don’t stop."
"Such language," Tara chided. She took Willow’s mouth, possessing her above and below. "Naughty witch," she whispered as she pulled back.
"Tara … please." Willow took in gulps of air. Her mouth was dessert dry as she panted. She tried to pull Tara’s mouth back to her lips in the hope of making the blonde’s fingers return below.
"So close," Tara whispered huskily. She dipped her tongue into Willow’s mouth and smiled when the redhead released a long, keening moan. "Not yet," she murmured firmly.
A squeak was the only answer Willow could manage. She tried to lift her face to Tara’s mouth and lifted her hips below.
"So close," Tara repeated. She darted her tongue quickly in and then out.
"Tara!" Willow growled when the blonde mimicked the move below. She had taken all the teasing she could handle, and now she needed relief. "Please, baby."
"You’re almost there, aren’t you?" Tara traced the edges of Willow’s lips. Her fingers mapped her lover below as her tongue refused to enter the redhead’s mouth.
"Ta-ra." Willow’s voice was hoarse and her green eyes were dark with passion. Frustration was mounting and Willow had reached her limit.
"I’ll bet five more of my special kisses should do it," Tara said with an evil grin. "One…" She leaned forward and plundered Willow’s mouth with her tongue while her hand found its own treasures below. She pulled away and leered at Willow. "Two…" She repeated the aggressive kiss. "Not yet." Tara eased away.
"Yes yet. Now is yet," Willow whined. "I mean, yet is now … oh fuck! Now is now!"
Tara laughed at her lover’s incoherent words. "Three," she whispered and then gently drove her tongue into Willow’s mouth. She titled her head, making the most of the kiss even as Willow tried to trap her tongue inside. She pulled back, being careful to wait until Willow’s teeth loosened. The redhead wanted Tara’s tongue and her fingers to stay inside. She wasn’t above trapping Tara’s tongue in the hopes of prolonging the visit of Tara’s fingers.
Willow bit her lip as she fought to hold off her body’s impending storm. She wanted to wait for Tara’s signal to let go. She loved Tara’s dominant side and she wanted to delay her release because she knew it would be better for them both. She whimpered, frustrated that Tara was pausing between the intimate kisses.
"So beautiful," Tara whispered. She traced Willow’s lips again. "Did I say it would take five?" she asked wickedly.
Willow nodded enthusiastically.
"What number are we up to?" Tara asked as she furrowed her brow, pretending to have lost count.
"Four," Willow said breathlessly. Her body hummed with an explosion that was barely held in check.
"That’s close to five," Tara said as she leaned down and hovered over Willow’s mouth.
"Um hmm." Willow agreed. She felt her belly tingle as tension coiled within.
"Four." Tara drove her tongue into Willow’s mouth and explored every inch of the wet expanse.
Willow groaned into the kiss. She was lost in the sensation of the kiss and the touch that mirrored it. This was bliss. Tara loved with every ounce of her being, she held nothing back, and she gave Willow every bit of her passion in each touch. When Tara pulled back and broke the kiss, she stilled her hand below, letting Willow enjoy the sensation a bit longer and then withdrew.
Willow whimpered in protest.
"I guess that makes this five." She locked eyes with Willow and then kissed her deeply.
Willow inhaled as her belly tightened another notch. Her muscles had been inching tighter like a rubber band about to snap, and she felt that band about to give way.
Tara felt it too. She drove her tongue deeper and moaned. She loved the feeling of Willow, of being in Willow, of tasting her and sharing her passion....
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Originally posted by wiccie:
*pouty face* I remember the day when people enjoyed me posting W/T sex scenes...I guess I've lost the touch...*plaintive sigh*
wiccie, you have so not lost the touch. I don't think anyone who's capable of the FWF Series ever could lose it. I consider you one of the Goddesses of W/T fanfic. (I've just been very quiet about it.) If all we get these days are these little...spurts, I'm just happy to have a crumb. Or spurt. Or, um,...help me out here...
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and they say women don't have high sex drives...
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Oh, and thanks for the ego strokes. I won't be able to churn out any *new* fanfic in the near future, but here's a collection of *all* my posted stories - RetroWiccie, if you will.
http://www.chugg.net/dana
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So, about getting to that naked sex....
Breathless prelude, with that wanting look painted all over their faces in shades of blush, until they slide into a heated embrace, Tara's hands on Willow's waist moving upward, searching for skin beneath a button-down top, both shivering at the touch, Tara's mouth kissing Willow's lightly then deeper, tongues sliding against each other, sending tingles down their spines. Willow lets out a liquid moan as Tara leans into her, pressing her curves against her own, letting her kisses trail down Willow's arched neck, punctuating her kisses with words "I..love...you...so..much..". Willow moans "Love you.." before their mouths meet again. Willow's back is pressed against the wall as they stop briefly on their way down the hall away from prying eyes, the door to their room closes behind them and Tara presses Willow against the door, mouths searching urgently, sparks of energy flying around them, hands moving upward beneath Willow's shirt until she tells her in that oh-so-sexy vixen voice of hers that "this has to come off" bending her bright eyes and her wicked smile on her willing victim as she tugs at shirttails and then moves her hands down the back of Willow's pants, squeezing lightly and stroking. Willow smiles sexy-innocent, "Aren't you going to help me?" Tara looks into Willow's eyes with that teasing expression of hers, her breathing quickening as Willow's hands slide upwards, cupping her breasts...Tara sighing "Willowhands...naughty" as her head drops down to Willow's neck and her knees go weak while Willow cups and teases...they're both too hot for clothes, Tara's tongue moistens the curve of Willow's ear, she whispers teasingly, "Is that the best you can do? I'm still standing.." Willow smiles, kissing down the curve of Tara's cheek as her hands drift lazily lower, mapping the curves of Tara's side after one last tweak of her nipples, moving her fingertips sensuously against Tara's back until she arches against her, breathing heavier, "Give me time..." her own hands drifting toward Willow's waistband, opening the fly as Willow slides her hands beneath Tara's skirt. Tara slides Willow's pants down past her hips, trapping her legs in place as she raises her head, to look at Willow, hands curving down Willow's front lightly, then she draws briefly away as Willow helps her slide her shirt over her head. Willow's hands float to Tara's bra, undo its clasp with one well-practiced move...as Tara finishes unbuttoning Willows shirt and bra....
And there's the door, so hey, I'd say it pretty much goes as you lovely sexed-crazed kittens describe...except with a bit more foreplay and bit more begging
oh, yes, and Tara definitely on top until Willow decides to get kinky on her....at least in this stage of the game. 
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"She wears her wild side like a cheap perfume"-AV
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Hey, at least they'll know what their adoring fans want...ever so biblically 
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"She wears her wild side like a cheap perfume"-AV
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Now off to take a cold shower
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"Is everyone here very stoned?"- Spike, Weight of the World
"No more snuggles?"- Willow, Dopplegangland
Th-that was funny if you, um, studied taglarin mythic rites... and are a complete dork."- Tara, Family
"Take me down to the paradise city, where the grass is green and the girls are pretty"- Guns N' Roses, Paradise City
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A.K.A. Liz
Kisses and gay love anyone?
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When it comes to love, I just don't see straight.
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