The Lovers, The Dreamers And Me - Ch. 50 (11/15/13)

[bluepaintbox]

Another great update . Love the L Word references
Thank you

[youremyalways]

Excellent story! Love it. Keep it coming.

[Missocki]

No pressure or nothing! Lol. Great update, and I love the back story, don't love the 'ending' but the girls are together and gunna 'get' together so woot!
So glad them getting a very happy happy won't destroy the world or something, probably worth it but still.
Sex talks with parents, no thanks.

[wimpy0729]

Hi guys and thanks again for brightening my world with your interesting comments!


Finey_McFine: Hi Shelby and congrats on the DIBS! Thank you. I'm really glad you liked it.

The Vestal's history is really very interesting. It's hard to believe some of the stuff they had to go through. They were considered an integral part of Rome's overall well being, but they definitely had to endure a bunch of crap too.

LOL I'm glad you like Mary. She's so much fun to write. You'll get to see more facets of her interesting personality in a couple of chapters, so stay tuned.

Oh yeah, I definitely agree with you regarding Jenny and Dana. I still bitch to this day to my gf that I don't know why they kept annoying Jenny around. Her response: "The whole thing is about Jenny's journey." Blah, whatever. And killing Dana off really pissed me off too. I loved her and Alice together either as just friends or lovers. They were just perfect together and should've been left that way, the same as W/T. I better stop my rant now or else I'll never shut up on that topic. Thanks for the feedback!


Grimm: Hi Grimmy and thank you. I'm glad you liked the "twist".

They definitely had a horrible past, but they're finally together, but not quite yet "together-together". Soon though hopefully...well, eventually anyway. Just have to wait and see I guess.

I'm so happy you're loving Mary. She's a pretty interesting character and very fun to write. We'll get to see more of her in a couple of chapters, but first, the girls need a little "alone time". Thanks for the feedback!


Willow_Friendly: Hi there! Willow definitely was shocked. I think I would've done the passing out thing too if it was me.

Yes, poor Tara was understandably embarrassed by Mary's talk, but you know, I think it was a good thing that she finally got some of that off her chest. Now she understands why she had some of her hang ups and can now move on. Mary just had a little too much fun with it, but that's just Mary. She makes things a little more interesting, doesn't she?

The "missing piece"...hmmm...sorry, but I can't say just yet. Thanks for the feedback!


leos_pride: Hi Leo! No worries at all, but you know I always love to read your comments.

Yes, finally, the big explanation, and I'm really glad you liked the twist. It felt good to finally shed some light on some of the other stuff, mainly the big emphasis on the "virgin" part. I was afraid I was overdoing that point earlier, but it was a pivotal part of the whole story so it was pretty necessary. Ah, Van Rosenberg is probably my favorite fic of all time. I just love Alcy and wish she would just update already! lol

I'm glad you're enjoying Mary. She's such fun to write. As I've said above a couple of times above, we'll get to see more of her in a couple of chapters.

Sorry, no double posting right now. LOL They definitely went through some "chaos", which kind of makes sense now right? At least I hope it does. Did I say the chaos and torture were completely over? I bought a helmet and raincoat for the future shit slinging, so at least I'm prepared. Thanks for the feedback!


bluepaintbox: Hi there and thank you! I'm glad you liked it. Thanks for the feedback!


youremyalways: Hi there and welcome to the board! I'm really glad you're enjoying this. More coming very soon. Thanks for the feedback!


Missocki: Hi there! Thanks, I'm glad you liked it. They sure went through some hard times, but now they're finally together, just not in "every way". Not yet anyway.

I think Mary enjoyed the embarrassing sex talk a little too much. She does keep things entertaining, but poor Tara. LOL Thanks for the feedback!

[wimpy0729]

TITLE: THE LOVERS, THE DREAMERS AND ME


AUTHOR: Wimpy0729

RATING: R

FEEDBACK: Yes please.

DISCLAIMER: Willow, Tara and all other BtVS characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enema, etc. All other characters, human and otherwise, belong to me.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I have no beta, so all mistakes are my own. For any glaring errors, please PM me.

Thanks again to everyone for reading and/or replying.


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CHAPTER 24


Tara pulled the truck up to the garage and put it in park. She turned and looked at the redhead, then reached for her hand.

"Sweetie, how are you doing...really? This is so huge. It's...my God...they, we..."

Willow smiled and took Tara's other hand in hers. "I know. It's so unbelievable, but Tara, it just confirms what I already knew. We're meant to be together." She sighed and kissed the blonde's palms then looked adoringly into those blue eyes. "Tara...my heart...my everything is yours. I'm completely and totally crazy in love with you."

Tara could barely see through the tears as she cupped Willow's face and brought their lips together over and over. She pulled back laughing and Willow tenderly wiped the tears from her cheeks. "Oh, baby, that's exactly what I was going to tell you earlier before we even found out all this stuff. I love you...SO much!

Willow flung her arms around her girlfriend and they clung to each other tighter than ever before. "I love you, I love you," Willow repeated over and over.

"God, I love you, Willow. I felt like I was going to explode if I didn't tell you soon."

"Me too, baby. OH, I'm so happy!"

They pulled back just enough for their lips to meet in a deep, powerful kiss, finally expressing all the love they felt for each other.

Faith was just stepping out of the pool onto the deck when she had to shield her eyes from the blinding light that exploded out on the driveway. "Damn!" She blinked a few times and looked back at the truck and realized it wasn't glare off the windshield, but instead was coming from inside the cab.

"HOLY SHIT!!"

She grabbed a towel and her cell phone and ran to the truck, thinking it was on fire. Her finger paused on the send button just shy of calling 911, when she got to the truck and stopped dead in her tracks. What she saw caused her to drop the towel and phone as her mouth gaped open. The blinding light had calmed to a soft glow encompassing Tara and Willow as they slowly broke away from a kiss.

"Holy Fuck, T!" she yelled as she pulled open Tara's door. "I thought you guys were on fire!"

The glow slowly dissipated and the two girls turned to her with huge matching smiles.

"We are," they said in unison to the confused brunette.

"Okay, somebody needs to start explaining RIGHT NOW!"

Tara got out and held out her hand to help the redhead. "We will, Faith. Come on, we're going for a swim."

Faith followed behind the couple after she picked up her dropped items, shaking her head. "You better not have made me crack my phone," she grumbled as she wiped off the screen.

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"You gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me!"

"Totally serious."

"Holy fucking shit!"

Tara was leaning against the side of the pool with one arm wrapped around her girlfriend, and they both nodded.

"So, these chicks..."

"Priestesses," Tara corrected.

"Alright, these Priestesses," Faith said, rolling her eyes, "weren't allowed to have sex for 30 years once they became these Vesta whoosits."

"Vestal Virgins," Tara corrected her again, splashing her with a face full of water. "A little respect here, please," she teased.

"God, I'm never gonna hear the end of this," Faith whined. "So they what, said they let the fire go out or that they'd done the horizontal bop, but they really hadn't, and they buried them alive anyway?"

"Something like that. And the Goddess gave them...us...a second chance," Willow said, looking adoringly at the blonde.

"Damn, that's..." Faith just shook her head.

"Tell me about it," Tara said, squeezing her girlfriend tightly and smiling.

Chosen lay on the deck, her tail thump-thump-thumping away.

"Does B know?"

"Oh, crap. I haven't even thought to call her,' Willow said, smacking her palm to her forehead and accidentally splashing both her and Tara. "Sorry, baby," she said, then kissed her sweetly.

"Thanks for not blinding me this time at least," Faith mumbled.

"I'll fill her in on everything when I get home tonight." She felt Tara's body sag behind her, and it struck her just then exactly why. She turned inTara's arms and wrapped both arms around her neck. "Oh, baby. I'm sorry, but we all have to work tomorrow," she said sadly.

Tara bit her lip and nodded, trying her hardest to keep her tears from falling as the knot twisted in her gut.

Faith got out and excused herself. "I'm gettin' a drink. You two need anything?" She toweled off and went inside, not really expecting an answer.

"What are your days off this week?" Willow asked softly, running her fingers through wet, blonde hair.

"Wednesday, Friday and Saturday," Tara answered, staring longingly at the soft pink lips right in front of her.

"Well, would you..."

"Yes!" the blonde answered immediately.

Willow smiled and brought her lips to the full, lush ones that she knew she would be missing terribly. "So you'll stay with me next weekend?" Willow finished the question, her green eyes sparkling.

The bright smile and nod were her answer, followed by a slow, sensual kiss. They pulled apart and rested their foreheads together as they tried to get their breathing under control.

"I'm gonna miss you so much," Tara whispered, squeezing her girlfriend's hips and pulling them against her own.

"Me too, baby. Me too."

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"Lift up with your legs."

"I am!"

"Then how come your end ain't movin?"

"Cause this thing weighs a fucking ton!"

"You just need to slide it up there!"

"I'm trying!"

"Just a little bit more, then I can take it from there. Ow!!"

"Goddammit, Faith! It's too heavy!"

"You didn't have to just drop it! Stop being such a priestess."

"Fuck you, Faith!"

T&A had been called to help an elderly lady who was moving, and it was not going well. Tara wasn't handling her days away from Willow well either, and Faith was the one taking the brunt of her frustration. She was also still having occasional flashes of her nightmare ever since Willow went home, which was making it even worse.

"Okay, T, time for a break, then we'll switch ends, sound good?"

The red-faced blonde nodded and sat down on the tailgate. Faith grabbed two bottles of water and sat down beside her. Tara was looking down at the ground as Faith stuck the bottle in her hand. "I'm sorry," she mumbled.

"Me too. You wanna talk about it?"

Tara sighed heavily and shrugged her shoulders. "Not really."

"Tara, talk to me...please?"

Tara frowned and looked down as she played with the label on her bottle. "It's just...is this how it's going to be? It's only been three days and I'm going nuts. We have jobs, her home is there...I'm here. At the most, we get two days together, and then five days apart that seem like an eternity."

"Ahh," Faith nodded wisely, "the long distance thing."

"Yeah. I can barely stand it," Tara whispered dejectedly.

"Well, you've talked to her everyday, right?"

"It's not the same, Faith. I want...no, I need to go to sleep with her in my arms, and wake up with her there. Right now, my arms...and my heart feel so empty without her."

Faith wrapped an arm around the blonde and felt the anguish rolling off her in waves. "Hey, you two are a couple of the smartest people I know, and you're just starting here...you'll figure it out."

"Thanks, Faith. I hope so. It's just really hard right now. I don't know if I can make it two more days."

"Hey, lucky for you I got just the thing to take your mind off it," Faith said, smacking her on the back.

"What?" Tara asked, rubbing roughly at her eyes.

"That damn monster refrigerator. You ready to give it another try?"

"Sure, might as well."

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The week seemed to drag by for both girls, but Friday finally came.

"SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! Goddamn Shit! FUCK!"

Buffy ran down the hall to check on Willow. She hardly ever said those kinds of words, so something was definitely wrong.

"Will, what is it?" She yelled through the bathroom door.

"Don't come in!" Willow yelled back as she threw the box and slammed the vanity door...hard. Then she slammed it again and it still didn't help.

"Are you okay?"

"No!! Goddamn Shit!"

"Willow, watch your language. Chosen's at an impressionable age right now," Buffy admonished teasingly and looked over at the blonde dog and could've sworn she rolled her eyes.

Willow finally opened the door and stormed down the hall, past Buffy and up the stairs.

"I think she's pissed, Chosen. What do you think?" The dog looked at her and arched an eyebrow as if to say, 'no shit'. Buffy plopped herself down on the floor carrying on a one-sided conversation with the dog until the redhead finally came back downstairs.

"Feeling better?" she asked hesitantly.

"No," Willow responded with about the biggest pout the Slayer had ever seen. "I got my...visitor."

"No, Will. Tara's not here yet, but she should be in about an hour."

"No, Buff. I got my 'visitor'."

Buffy looked decidedly confused.

Willow huffed. "My 'Aunt Flo' came to visit."

Buffy still looked bewildered. "I didn't know you had an Aunt Flo."

"No! I'm ridin' the crimson wave!"

"You surf?"

"Arrgghhh!" Willow threw her hands in the air. "I'm ridin' the cotton pony!"

"But Willow...you hate ponies." Buffy was thoroughly confused.

"Oh My God!" She stomped down the hall and returned, throwing the box at her frustratingly slow friend.

"Ow, hey! Oh!" The light bulb finally clicked on. "Ohhh," she said sympathetically.

Willow slumped down on the couch and looked like someone had smashed her favorite laptop with a baseball bat. Buffy sat beside her and wrapped her arm around her reassuringly.

"It's okay, Will."

"No, it's really not. I've been looking forward to seeing her all week, and well...I had plans...very special plans, and they sure didn't include this."

"So that's what all the candles were for, huh?"

"Yes. I wanted it to be all romantic and now it's all ruined."

"Willow, it can still be all romantic," Buffy said, squeezing her shoulder. "She'll love it and think you're the sweetest thing ever."

Willow's pout was starting to slowly fade. "You really think so?"

"Absolutely. So go ahead with all your special plans, except well...you know. It's okay to take your time...go slow. It'll make it that much sweeter."

"Sweeter...right. Willow tried to convince herself. "But hard as hell," she whined.

Once Buffy left, Willow regrouped enough to finish her preparations. She still wanted to have a special weekend with her girlfriend. As she checked the chicken one more time, she heard the distinct sound of a door slam. She raced to the front door to find Chosen already sitting there wagging her tail.

"She's here, girl!" She flung the door open to find Tara with her knuckles hanging in mid air ready to knock, with the other hand behind her back. Their smiles were radiant. Willow grabbed her by the hand and quickly pulled her inside, instantly enveloping her tightly in her arms. Tara groaned, then moaned, burying her face in Willow's hair.

"You feel so good," she murmured, her lips tickling the redhead's neck.

"Oh God, so do you." She squeezed her girlfriend tighter, eliciting another groan. Somewhere in her befuddled mind, it registered that it didn't sound like groan of pleasure. She pulled back slightly and looked closely at the blonde. "Tara, are you..."

Tara grinned and pulled a dozen red roses from behind her back. "These are for you," she said as she gently brought their lips together.

"Thank you," Willow said, kissing her again. "They're beautiful...and so are you. Oh, maybe I should shut the door," she giggled. "Come on, let's sit down," she said, leading her to the couch. "I'll just go put these in some water. Don't go anywhere," she said cheekily as she headed for the kitchen.

"Oh, you don't need to worry about that." Tara grimaced as she gingerly sat down and scooted herself against the back cushion, releasing a huge frustrated sigh. She felt so bad. She didn't want to ruin their time together just because she was in pain. <Damn refrigerator> Her mother had done some healing on her and it helped a lot, but she was still in some pain. Just then she got a text. "Speak of the devil."

She answered back: "Yes." "Fine." "NOYB." <God, why is she so obsessed with my legs? At least she doesn't ask if I shave my....>

"Baby?"

"Uh, yes?"

"Would you like something to drink?"

"Water would be good, thanks."

She tried to get into a more comfortable position and didn't have much luck. She'd been thinking of Willow all week and missing her so much, and now some, or honestly most of the things she had been thinking about doing with her had gone right down the toilet. <I guess we have to stick to the 'going slow' stuff a little longer> "Shit." At least she was here with her in person and she was bound and determined to make the most of it.

"What 'shit'?" Willow asked as she placed the glass of ice water down on the table.

Tara looked up with a sad smile and patted the cushion beside her. Willow sat and turned toward her with her leg bent beneath her. "What is it?" she asked as she began stroking the soft blonde hair. She just had to touch her, and planned on doing that as much as she could all weekend.

"Um, nothing bad really. It's just...I kind of had a little fight with a refrigerator, and it won."

Willow's eyebrows shot up and she started running her hands frantically over Tara's face and arms looking for any damage.

Tara grabbed her hands and kissed the palms, chuckling. "I just aggravated my back, sweetie. I'll be good as new in a couple of days."

"Oh...well, are you sure you're okay?"

"Honestly, I've been better. Mom worked on me already and that helped a lot, and I have some medicine I can take if I need it now that I'm not driving."

"Oh, baby, you drove all the way here hurting like this?"

"Of course I did. I couldn't stand being away from you for another second."

"Me too, but you know I would've driven to your house. Why didn't you tell me?" the redhead asked, leaning over to kiss her tenderly.

"I know, but, well, I was kinda wanting some 'just us' time, and Faith was home, so...here I am."

"Just us, huh?" Willow asked seductively.

Tara blushed and looked down. "Well, yeah, but this isn't exactly what I had in mind."

"Hey," Willow cupped her chin and brought them face to face. "I'll take you any way I can get you, any time I can get you. Besides, I'm out of commission anyway," she mumbled. "Are you comfy? Is there anything I can do?"

"Huh? Um, not really. But I may need to lie down for a little while."

"Oh boy. I get my Tara flat on her back, and we're all alone. Sounds like the start to a perfect weekend," Willow smiled impishly.

Tara thought her girlfriend was so cute when her sexy little tongue peeked out like that. Suddenly her back pain got shoved to the background as she imagined all the things she wanted to do with the little pink temptress.

[Missocki]

Hhehehehe. The poor girls are sooo frustrated. I feel so bad for them and feel their pain. No fun, well rather not as much fun as they would like there to be
The light show in the car was weird. I wonder what will happen when other things happen. They should probably be wearing shades and clear a five mile radius!

[Willow_Friendly]

Poor Tara she will be teased a lot by Faith now that she found out of her past life. And Buffy how can she not get what willow was saying i mean come on. Ok i got one more theory becaues i just though of it i think it's Chosen who is the missing piece..... I can't wait!!!

[bluepaintbox]

Thank you, for the update!

[youremyalways]

I've returned to the board after a long hiatus. Decided to re-register after two months of lurking around. I have to say I really look forward to Friday's when you update! This story had such a twist to it. It's like it starts off as one story then takes this unexpected turn. Really cool. I enjoy it. Thanks for sharing it. Keep it up! -

[Finey_McFine]

Good grief! If it's not one thing, it's another with these two. They go from misunderstandings, to "Vesta whoosits" and then a visit from Aunt Flo and now back pain. BTW...I thought Willow didn't like ponies and she's riding one??

Aside from their 'personal' drama, lol...a very sweet chapter! I was wondering how long they could go before declaring their love and geez, talk about a blinding kiss...literally!! Poor Faith, almost breaking her phone. She'd better get several counties away when the girls finally have sex...it could be dangerous. I sure hope it doesn't cause Sunnydale to implode! ha ha.

The long distance thing has me wondering just how they'll work it all out. It doesn't really work for either to move in with the other, but they can't continue like this forever. My thought was that Willow could move in with Tara and Faith and Buffy could move into Willow's house. They'd have to give up T&A (not literally of course ) because Tara couldn't do it alone and I don't think that's Willow's cup of tea, but I think it would work. OR Tara could move in with Willow and easily get a nursing job in Sunnydale. Actually, I need to just stop because I'm sure you have it all worked out for us and I'm stressing out for nothing!

As always, I'm anxiously awaiting your next update!

[wimpy0729]

Missocki: Hi there. Oh yes, frustration is the word. But I promise, they'll get there...eventually. They just have to have a little more patience, although we all know how hard that can be sometimes.

LOL Yeah, that little piece of the Sacred Flame sure packs a wallop, doesn't it? Thanks for the feedback!


Willow_Friendly: Hey there. Oh, you know Faith just had to get some teasing in there, unfortunately Tara really wasn't in the mood for it that time. I have a feeling her mood will be getting better soon thanks to a certain redhead.

Well, Buffy just isn't the sharpest tool in the shed sometimes is she? Maybe Willow knocked some sense into her. And keep the guesses coming because I love hearing all the theories! Thanks for the feedback!


bluepaintbox: Hi there, and thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed. Thanks for the feedback!


youremyalways: Hi there! I guess I should say "welcome back". I was just looking at your number of posts and assumed, and made an ass out of me. I'm so glad you delurked and joined us again.

I'm thrilled you like the little twists and turns of the story. I hope that keeps it interesting. I'm glad you're enjoying it. Thanks for the feedback!


Finey_McFine: Oh yes, Shelby, in the words of Roseanne Rosannadanna, "It's always something."

Yes, finally the big declaration. Seems like it took forever, doesn't it? And that kiss -- those girls were definitely on fire!

For sure, the only kind of pony poor Willow will ever ride will be the cotton ones. LOL (that's the first time I heard that one myself).

The long distance thing is definitely going to be tricky, and I love all your scenarios even though they were making my head spin. LOL More on that coming real soon just for you because it's Friday and I'm in a good mood. Thanks for the feedback!

[wimpy0729]

TITLE: THE LOVERS, THE DREAMERS AND ME


AUTHOR: Wimpy0729

RATING: R

FEEDBACK: Yes please.

DISCLAIMER: Willow, Tara and all other BtVS characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, etc. All other characters, human and otherwise, belong to me.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I have no beta, so all mistakes are my own. For any glaring errors, please PM me.

Thanks again to all for reading and/or replying.


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CHAPTER 25



"Ohhh...right there. Yess...that feels soo good."

"Yeah?"

"Oh yeah," Tara softly moaned. "Just a little harder. Ohhh...that's it."

Willow was having trouble concentrating with all the sexy moaning and groaning her girlfriend was doing beneath her. <God, even her breathing is sexy - Shit!> She dropped her chin to her chest and took a deep, cleansing breath. <Focus...okay, I can do this. I've never done it before, but she seems to be enjoying it...really enjoying it.>

"Ohhh, baby," Tara groaned.

<Holy Fuck, she's killing me!>

After dinner, Willow had convinced Tara to lie down on her bed until she felt better. Then she had graciously offered to give her a back rub. A seemingly innocent suggestion...or so she had tried to convince herself. Oh, who was she kidding. She would do anything to keep her hands on this beautiful body. Then she remembered her bottle of baby oil that she kept in the bathroom. Okay...definitely not so innocent after all.

"I can just push it up a little bit. It's just your lower back, right?"

"I can take it off."

"No! I mean...no, I won't get any on it."

"Willow, really...I don't mind. I'm lying on my stomach. Plus, this bra actually covers up more than my bikini top you saw me in."

Tara turned her head and looked over her shoulder at the redhead, who was staring transfixed at her lower back. She noticed the flush of bright pink splotches on her neck and face. She also noticed the rapid breathing and obvious nervousness. <Oh no...this just won't do.>

"Will, come here a second," she said as she patted the pillow beside her head.

Willow drew her gaze away from the small area of tan skin she had exposed and into sparkling blue eyes. "Huh?"

"Please...come and lie down with me for a minute."

"Oh! Yeah, sure. Okay."

Tara stifled a giggle at the flustered redhead. Willow slid up the bed and Tara wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close.

"Hey, Will."

"Yeah?"

"I love you," Tara whispered and kissed her gently.

A smile bloomed on Willow's lips and she instantly relaxed. "I love you too."

"I know. Isn't it great?" Tara laughed and kissed her again, this time a little longer, pressing firmly against the playful lips. They both pulled back smiling from ear to ear.

"Now, tell me what's going on in that beautiful head of yours."

Willow looked down shyly and blew out a deep breath. "Whew...lots. Lots of stuff."

"Like what?" Tara asked gently as she trailed her fingers lightly up and down the redhead's arm.

"Well, you...seeing your skin. Lots of unclothed skin...touching you," Willow answered, her green eyes scared and vulnerable.

"Oh, Willow, you don't have to rub my back if it makes you uncomfortable. I'll be fine."

"But I want to. I really want to. That's the problem. I've been thinking of...things all week. I was wanting...hoping to, um...you know," she said shyly, "but only if you did," she added quickly. "And if I see all that beautiful, naked skin...it'll just make it so hard because we can't," she admitted honestly.

"Oh, baby...I want to too. I'm so sorry I messed things up for this weekend. You know," she whispered, "there are times when I feel like I'm going to burst when we're together, doing things, and it's all I can do to make myself stop."

"You...want?" Willow asked bashfully.

Tara smiled crookedly and nodded. "Of course I do. I want you more than anything, Willow," she said earnestly, as her fingers feathered through long red strands. "I had some issues, but I've come to terms with them now that I know where they came from. What we were...what they did to them, I guess kinda stuck with me, but now...I know I'm ready whenever you are. Well, as soon as I'm a little more flexible," she said with a cheeky grin.

"Ready," the redhead smiled and her eyes glazed over for a second. "But you didn't mess up this weekend, Tara. I'm just glad you're here. Plus, I'm...I can't..."

"Oh, baby, I'm sorry. Want me to rub your tummy?"

"How'd you get that so fast? I had to hit Buffy upside the head with my tampon box!"

Tara burst out laughing and shook her head. "Oh my God. I would've loved to have seen that."

"Yeah, well it wasn't funny at the time. I was so pissed."

"At Buffy?"

"No, not her really. I was just so upset that it happened this weekend. I wasn't due for another week," she said with a huge pout.

Tara leaned in and nibbled on the protruding lip then gently pulled it in, sucking sensually, causing Willow to melt into her arms.

"Mmmm...Tara," she said dreamily once she regained use of her lips.

Tara smiled at the blissful look on Willow's face and pulled her tighter. "Willow..."

"Hmm?"

"We're going to make love..."

Willow's eyes shot open.

"...eventually," Tara giggled at how big those gorgeous green eyes could get. "But, this is a big deal for us. The biggest. Let's just take it slow...baby steps. We can do some things, get used to everything. There's no rush. Let's just do what feels good to do for now and not worry so much about..." she leaned close to a freckled ear and breathed hotly, "the hot...sweaty...sex."

"Ohhhh, Tara. You're not making this easy. What did you have in mind?"


That's how Willow found herself straddling Tara's thighs and rubbing baby oil onto her nearly naked back.

"You sure that's not too hard?"

"Mmm, no. It feels wonderful."

"You feel wonderful, baby. You're absolutely beautiful."

"Thank you, Will. So are you."

Willow added a little more baby oil to her hands, rubbed them together to get it nice and warm, then went back to kneading the tight muscles of Tara's lower back.

"Ohh, that's soo good," she said huskily.

Willow had been doing a fairly good job of controlling her desire considering everything, but when Tara used that sexy voice...oh, man. She let her slick hands slide slowly from the low back to her sides and worked her way up to the edge of the powder blue bra and back down. The muffled gasp that she heard into the pillow let her know she achieved her desired effect. She smiled and slid her hands down then straight up her spine this time, easing smoothly under the middle bra strap, then slowly out to the sides, daringly close to the edges of the full breasts. She felt and heard a quick intake of breath and smiled again.

"Oops. I hope I didn't get any oil on your bra," she said, even though she knew she didn't. It was pretty hard not to be at least a little naughty right now.

"Ugh...ookit."

"What was that, baby?"

Tara lifted her mouth off the pillow and turned her head slightly, taking a deep breath. "Unhook it," she whispered.

Willow swallowed hard and wiped her hands on the towel that she'd brought from the bathroom.

"I...I can?"

"Yes...please," Tara answered softly.

Willow slowly moved her hands up, gently released each hook and eased it apart. She slid the shoulder straps down a little, just enough to be out of the way. The bra hung loosely, exposing the entire back and the rounded edges of the breasts pressed into the mattress.

"You are so beautiful," she whispered, entranced, as she slid her hands up to Tara's muscular shoulders and down the V-shape of her back, once again massaging the tense lower muscles.

"Mmm...sooo good."

She smiled at the relaxed sounds the blonde was making and repeated the slow, firm movement on that sexy back over and over. The golden skin and muscles rippled and rolled beneath her hands and Willow decided she could do this for hours, days...forever, and never grow tired of it. She concentrated her efforts on the lower back and was pleased as she felt the muscles begin to relax beneath her probing digits.

"How's it feeling now?" she asked, as she began to notice her girlfriend's breathing becoming slower and deeper with every stroke.

"Heavenly," she murmured softly.

"I'm glad. You just relax, okay?"

"Oh, yess. Whatever you say, baby."

Oh, how lovely that sounded to Willow. She bit her lip and smiled <soon, baby>. She slid her hands back up to the shoulders and splayed her fingers out, moving slowly down the sides, lightly grazing the tips near the rounded flesh. She heard the quick intake of breath again and slowly repeated the gentle caress and felt the body beneath her shiver. She thought it was time to even things up, so she sat up gently and slid her shirt over her head. Baby steps. She knew they were ready for this, even if it was going to be hard to not go any further today. She began the slow, gentle massage again, forcing her hands not to wander too far and give in to that luscious temptation.

Tara seemed to relax even more and Willow wondered briefly if she had fallen asleep. She leaned forward slightly and heard quiet little moans and groans. She draped herself carefully over the exposed back and nuzzled into the blonde hair, loving the feeling of their skin pressed together. "You can go to sleep if you want," she whispered.

"Mmm...no. Too good...to miss," Tara said, smiling serenely into the pillow.

Willow lovingly ran her hands down Tara's arms then slowly back up with the gentle touch.

"Willow?"

"Hmm?"

"What color is your bra?"

"It's black. Why?"

"I want to picture this in my mind right now, and ohhh...this is just so good."

"Yes, it is. Open your eyes, baby, and lift your head a little if you can."

Tara instantly complied and found Willow's dresser mirror let her see it all. The lithe body meshed with her own, the mischievous green eyes staring back as she coquettishly slid her body up, the long red hair flowing over her shoulders and chest revealing a hint of cleavage, the pale skin pushing up and out of the black bra.

"Oh, God, Will. You are soo sexy," she breathed, completely entralled at the vision.

"You should see it from here. Do you want me to move?" she teased, sliding back down and placing a soft kiss on a naked shoulder.

"You better not," Tara ordered as she rolled her butt up causing Willow to gasp.

"Oh God, Tara...please..." Willow begged as a wave of arousal shot to every nerve ending.

"Please what?" the blonde smirked as she rolled her hips up again.

"Ohhhhh." Willow bit her lip as her center connected again with Tara's ass.

"Please...I can't." She closed her eyes tightly and took a deep breath as she fought to keep herself from grinding against the firm, round muscle she was straddling.

"Yes, you can, Will."

Willow's eyes slowly opened and met the blue ones looking back in the mirror.

"You can if you want...if you need..."

"Oh God, Tara," she whispered, "I want," she growled as she leaned down further, kissing Tara's neck. "But, " she said as she lightly pressed her center down, "I might not be able to stop," she admitted honestly.

"You don't have to stop. We can do things like this if you want...if it feels good," Tara said assuringly even though she couldn't stop the rush of heat she felt burning her cheeks.

Willow blew out a deep breath and slowly slid back and carefully off the blonde's body. She laid alongside her leaning on her elbow, rested her cheek on her palm and looked lovingly at her girlfriend. "Maybe someday, but not today."

Tara quirked an eyebrow in question.

"You see...the first time I experience that kind of pleasure with you, I want to be face to face and looking into your beautiful eyes."

Tara smiled and leaned over and gave her a gentle kiss.

"Me too, baby. That sounds perfect."

"I imagine it will be...and I imagine it a lot.

Tara's lip curled up sensually, making Willow's heart speed up, even more than it already was. "Me too... a lot."

Tara rolled on her side and glanced down. She smiled as she noticed the pale freckled skin pushing its way out of the black satin material.

"Nice bra, baby. Very nice," she said, tracing a finger lightly over the top edge."

"So's yours. Nice everything," Willow said, grinning happily as her eyes danced over the view.

When Tara had turned, the loosened bra had slipped precariously, allowing more skin to be pleasantly exposed. She hesitated, then straightened it a little better in place. "Um...oops."

"You didn't have to do that on my account," Willow said, still grinning, her eyes still glued to the blonde's chest.

Tara placed a finger under the redhead's chin, lifting her face up and smiled at the pleased look on her girlfriend's face. "Patience, love."

Willow sighed dramatically and pulled Tara closer. "Spoilsport." She kissed her quickly then rolled off the bed. "What would you like to do now?" she asked as she opened a drawer and pulled out a t-shirt and shorts and headed to the bathroom, leaving the door ajar.

Tara stared at her girlfriend as she walked casually around her room half naked, then bit her knuckles as she had a view of her girlfriend changing in the bathroom mirror. She dropped her forehead onto her folded arms just before Willow had completely removed her bra and groaned. "Patience sucks." She got up and rehooked her bra, then bent over slightly and was happy to note that her back was feeling much better. Warm arms wrapped around her from behind and she leaned back into them as Willow placed a soft kiss on her bare shoulder once again.

"Did you want to shower, baby?"

"Yeah, that sounds good."

"Okay. I have everything you'll need in there already. I'll go down and clean up the kitchen while you finish up here.

Tara turned swiftly in her arms and pulled her close. "Thank you," she whispered and brought their lips together softly.

"M...my pleasure," Willow stuttered out. The blonde's bra-clad breasts pressed tightly against her and the feel of the kiss on top of that were making her weak in the knees. "What did I do?" she asked dumbly.

Tara chuckled and kissed her again. "That amazing back rub, sweetie. I feel much better already, so thank you for that. I love you."

Willow smiled and hugged her tighter. "I love you too, and believe me, it really was my pleasure," she smiled, then swatted her on the butt and turned her toward the bathroom. "Now, you go shower while I go downstairs and think about you taking that shower."

Tara giggled and headed towards the bathroom. She turned back to her girlfriend as she leaned over to pick up her overnight bag. "Oh, Willow?"

"Yes?"

Tara used her upper arms to squeeze her breasts together causing the abundant flesh to nearly overflow and looked up at the redhead through her long lashes. "Think real hard." Then she grabbed her bag, stood back up and disppeared into the bathroom.

Willow stood there blinking long after the bathroom door had closed. "Oh my God. You are an evil, evil woman, Tara Maclay!" She remained motionless until she heard the shower start, then forced her feet to move out the bedroom door and down the stairs, grumbling as she went. "Patience sucks."

She was just finishing loading the dishwasher when Tara made it to the kitchen.

"Can I give you a hand?" Tara asked as she took a seat at the island.

<Oh fuck yes -- a hand, a thigh, your ton...BEHAVE!> Willow gripped the counter and took a deep breath before she turned around.

"No, thanks. I'm done. How are you feeling?"

"Much better, thanks." Tara stretched her arms over her head and sighed as she heard and felt the crackles and pops releasing more of the tension in her back.

Willow had to turn back around to the sink and act busy as Tara's tight tank top stretched tantalizingly over her breasts. The same breasts that Willow had thought about non-stop while the blonde was upstairs showering. Lovely fantasies involving lots of wet, soapy, naked Tara.

"Um, would you like a drink? I thought maybe we could taken Chosen outside for a bit before we went to bed."

"A glass of wine would be nice."

"Coming right up."

Chosen had heard her name and the word 'outside' and was waiting patiently when the two women met her at the back door.

"It's so nice out here, Will. Very relaxing."

"Thanks. I've really enjoyed it."

They were curled up together in the chaise on the back porch flipping through the channels on the TV while Chosen finished her business for the night.

"She looks so much better. It's hard to believe it's the same dog we picked up a few months ago."

"I know. Isn't she beautiful?" Willow asked as she nuzzled the dog's nose.

"Just like her mommy."

"Sweet talker," Willow said as she pressed her lips to the blonde's. "Are you ready to go to bed? We could watch a movie upstairs if you want."

"Whatever you want. I just want to hold you in my arms."

Willow took her by the hand and helped her off the chaise, pulled her close and sighed. "That's just where I want to be. Take me to bed."

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Tara snuggled under the covers as Willow finished up in the bathroom. She was so happy to be here with Willow, she couldn't keep the contented smile off her face.

Willow left the bathroom light on and the door slightly ajar, then went around the room lighting a few candles. She turned and looked to her bed at the smiling blonde perched against the headboard, glowing in the candlelight.

"Wow...you get more breathtaking every time I look at you." She crawled in beside the blushing blonde and nestled into her, resting her head on her shoulder and wrapping an arm across her stomach.

Tara squeezed her tightly and kissed the top of her head. "I've missed you...missed this all week. It was driving me crazy."

"Me too, baby. That was the longest week of my life."

Tara took a deep breath and brought up what had been on her mind for days. "Willow, what are we going to do? I don't think I can go that many days without you again."

Willow felt the arms around her shake and she squeezed her girlfriend tighter. "What do you want to do, Tara? I know it hasn't been that long, but I...I want to be with you all the time too. I want to be there for all the little things and the big ones too. I want to wake up and have breakfast with you, then go to bed with you every single night."

Tara felt tears fill her eyes as her girlfriend continued.

"I want to grow old with you, Tara," Willow said seriously, then smiled. "Maybe not gray though, cause I'll color my hair if that happens." She felt Tara shake as she giggled. "But baby, I mean it...I don't want to miss a minute of life with you. I have this house and my job here, but they don't mean a thing without you. Anyway, my job...I can pretty much do it from anywhere, so..."

"So...?" Tara asked hopefully.

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Buffy kicked another rock as she patrolled the dark streets she knew like the back of her hand.

"Are you evil, huh? Is there a horde of evil rocks planning to sneak in and open the Hellmouth? So boring!" She groaned as she sent another rock skittering along the sidewalk.

One more block and she slipped into her home for the night, apparently oblivious to the figure lurking a street over staring up at a second floor window, the only light seen being the glow from candles around the edge of the curtains.

"I will stop you," the raspy voice whispered as he raised his glowing rod toward the window.

[Grimm]

Dibs..

Just fricking great !

What a lovely update....until ....I'll come back to that later.

I like the fact that they are taking their time. They should enjoy all the little steps before taking the plunge and actually making love. After what they endured in their previous lives, a little hesitation is understandable.

We were just about to get to the UHaul portion of the update until.....

Who is this mofo pointing his " Rod " at our girls window? His statment sounded mighty ominous. Maybe he's the same joker who railroaded them the last time and Chosen will get to put the bite down on his ass ?

A girl can hope .

[Missocki]

Great update! The massage was so sweet of Willow. I'm glad to see the girls have talked about their feelings and frustrations, it just shows how much they care about each other. Also, is Willow thinking what i think she's thinking? If so, woo and who!
And what is being all creepy in the background while Buffy patrolling?!?!

[youremyalways]

No, its totally cool there's no way you could have known! So not an ass, nope no ass, heehee. Loving the progression of their relationship but I think I'm as frustrated as they are I have a feeling their first time is going to be as amazing as mine was. Hope so anyways. I wonder if the girls will have more flash backs of their previous lives? Happy times of when they fell in love, before the badness happened :(
-Leah

[bouncer73]

OMG....more more more...my brain is babbling..who is that guy..where did he come from..will willow move to be with Tara OMG..it ended with a cliff hanger..passing out..love this story..after a long week at work this was nice to catch up and read..

[Willow_Friendly]

Great Update!
Poor Willow torchering herself while giving Tara a sexy message and I'm hoping Tara agrees move in with Willow or they can buy a houes to together and they can have there own hot tub. And can't wait to find out who this big evil guy is.

[Finey_McFine]

First...I miss Gilda Radner and Roseanne Rosannadanna!

So true though, it's always something and especially for these two. They just can't seem to get a break and now there seems to be some big evil just lurking around the corner...literally. The back rub was definitely a delicious tease, for Willow and for us, but I'm glad to see them spending quality alone time together. It was also nice to see Willow have the presence of mind to stop the grinding and save it for their first time. I'm sure it wasn't an easy thing to do.

So, I guess it's U-Haul T&A Moving time? YAY for the talk!! Living together will definitely put them on the fast track to nakedness and soon it'll be all boobs, butts and stuff...woo hoo!! lol I love this magnetic pull you've created between them. Great job:)

I'll be drugged up next Friday, but still anxiously awaiting the next update!!

[wimpy0729]

Grimm: Hi Grimmy! And the shit slinging begins. LOL

They are taking their time, but it's definitely not easy with all the waiting they've already done. The little things are fun and important when you're just starting out, but they seem to have trouble keeping their hands off each other. Not a bad thing in my book.

More of the moving in talk coming up soon. More on the evil lurker coming up soon too, but they might have some other things to 'attend to' first. Thanks for the feedback!


Missocki: Hi there! I'm glad you liked the massage. Little things like that when you're in a relatively new relationship are very nice, and a stepping stone to even better things to come, hopefully. The talk was very important because now they know they're both on the same page with what they want/feel. More on the moving in talk coming very soon.

Also, more on the creepy lurker coming soon, but they have other important things to do first. Thanks for the feedback!


youremyalways: LOL I'm so glad I'm not an ass. They're relationship is finally progressing, slowly but surely, and there is definitely some frustration. I have a feeling their first time will be more than they ever imagined. LOL Thanks for the feedback!


bouncer73: LOL I'm glad you're enjoying. More on the sneaky old man and his rod soon. A little more talking, then we'll see what they decide about the moving in. Lots more of lots of stuff on the way. Thanks for the feedback!


Willow_Friendly: Hi there! They have a little more talking to do first, then we'll see what they decide to do about the moving in stuff.

More on the evil guy coming soon, but the girls have some other stuff to take care of first. Thanks for the feedback!


Finey_McFine: Hey Shelby! I hope everything went well and you're enjoying your fun drugs.

Oh, Gilda was my all-time favorite. And yes, it definitely is always something. If it isn't one thing, it's another. They have some more talking to do, but they have a little more quality alone time coming up very soon. Willow stopping was for the best, at least for now. However, these two seem to have a little trouble keeping their hands off each other. Wonder why that is? LOL And I'm getting a sense that you're a fan of nakedness, boobs and butts, but hey, who isn't?

More moving talk and other info on the lurker coming up real soon. Thanks for the feedback!

[wimpy0729]

TITLE: THE LOVERS, THE DREAMERS AND ME


AUTHOR: Wimpy0729

RATING: R

FEEDBACK: Yes, please.

DISCLAIMER: Willow, Tara and all other BtVS characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, etc. All other characters, human and otherwise, belong to me.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Once again, no beta so all mistakes are my own. For any glaring errors, please PM me.

As always, a huge thanks to all for reading and/or replying.


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CHAPTER 26



"You could do it from my house, right?" Tara asked excitedly.

"Definitely. I just need a small, quiet area to work in, and I'd have to drive to the office maybe once or twice a week."

"Well, would a finished walk-out basement work?"

"You have a finished basement?" the redhead asked giddily. "How come I've never seen it?"

"I guess I never gave you the full tour. We have a couple of rooms down there besides the laundry room. Do you play pool?"

"You have a pool table?! What else don't I know about?" the smaller girl grinned and stuck out that cute little tongue.

"A woman has to have some secrets," she grinned then took a deep breath. "But Willow, if you want to...if you think we're ready...I would be so happy if you'd stay with me, at least sometimes...for now. You could stay when you want, then go back to your house when you want or need to. Maybe sometimes I could stay here? It's a huge step and it'll be a big change for us both, but I just...I need to be with you," Tara whispered as she ducked her head and shrugged shyly.

Willow cupped her chin and lifted her face, placing a soft kiss on the full lips. She smiled as the blue eyes twinkled back at her and a huge smile spread across Tara's face.

"Is that a yes?"

Willow couldn't help but giggle. "Of course it's a yes, baby." The redhead kissed her again, long and slow. "I love you."

"Oh, I love you too. When? I mean...would you like to see the basement to make sure it'll work for you?"

"Well, I kinda had plans with a beautiful blonde tomorrow," she said playfully, slowly gliding her foot up and down the blonde's smooth, silky calf.

"Tell Buffy you made other plans," Tara said giggling.

Willow laughed and rolled over, pinning Tara gently into the mattress. "You are my plans, my beautiful priestess."

"I am yours," she whispered.

Willow sighed happily as she entwined their fingers, slowly leaned forward and extended their arms above the blonde's head. "I love the sound of that. Say it again," she asked breathlessly.

Tara licked her lips and felt her girlfriend's heart pounding the same furious rhythm against her own. "I'm yours...only yours...forever."

Their lips crashed together in a frenzied kiss as hands slid through silky blonde hair and under a t-shirt to heatedly stroke soft, freckled skin. Willow wrapped her fingers tighter in Tara's hair as she felt hands urgently pulling their bodies even closer and fingernails scratching up her back. As tongues dueled wildly, Willow brought her hands down to caress her girlfriend's face, neck, then lower. Her fingers trailed along her collarbone and slid slowly to the edge of the thin material covering her chest. She hesitated until she felt Tara nod her consent. She brought one hand back up to cup her cheek as the other slowly slid lower. The kiss turned slow, deep and erotic as she tentatively embraced the full, round breast. Tara whimpered and Willow gasped at the overwhelming sensation.

"I don't know...what I'm doing," Willow whispered, panting hard against the full lips.

"Ohhhh...yes you do."

Tara's tongue came back to life vigorously writhing and sucking her girlfriend's wriggling muscle into her mouth. Willow moaned loudly as she felt two strong hands squeezing her ass and pulling her center against a firm thigh. On instinct, her hips began a rhythm with Tara and her palm slid up and around, gently squeezing as a rock hard nipple sprang up under her ministrations. Willow released a low, deep groan and broke the kiss, immediately burying her face in Tara's neck. She kissed and licked the flesh beneath her lips as her hand movements sped up.

"Oh, Goddess...you feel so good...taste like heaven. Ohhh, Tara..."

Tara arched her neck back into the pillow as Willow's tongue danced across her heated flesh. "Oh, Will..." she breathed out haltingly, as electric shocks shot from her nipple straight to her core from her girlfriend's touch. "So good, baby."

Willow sensuously laved the earlobe she found beneath the damp blonde hair. She sucked it gently between her lips then bit down lightly and felt Tara's legs clamp onto her thigh.

"Will..." Tara gasped.

The redhead stopped the rocking motion of her hips and marveled at the feeling of the soft, heavy weight in her hand. The nipple rolled against her palm deliciously as she slowed her movements and gently squeezed the breast one more time. She held Tara tenderly as she released the earlobe. "I love you," she whispered softly before she kissed the ear and laid her head on the broad shoulder.

Tara wrapped her arms around the smaller girl and slowly caught her breath. "Oh, I love you too," she sighed as she placed a kiss on her girlfriend's temple and willed her own overheated body to relax.

Willow wrapped both arms around her girlfriend and squeezed her tightly as their heartbeats and breathing returned to normal. She slid down and rested her head between the blonde's breasts and smiled as she felt the heart of the woman she loved beating erratically against her cheek. "Are you okay? Do you need...?"

"I'm great, sweetie," Tara whispered as her fingers feathered through the long red hair. "You're amazing."

"But..."

"I'm fine, baby. How are you doing?"

"Honestly...in need of a very cold shower."

Tara laughed and playfully poked her in the ribs. "Same here. You made me get all sweaty and...stuff."

Willow raised her head and arched an eyebrow at her flushed girlfriend. "Stuff? Are you wet, Tara?" she whispered teasingly.

Tara smiled and moved her lips close to her girlfriend's ear. "My panties are soaking wet with my juices...and my pussy is throbbing mercilessly, all because of you," she said breathily.

Willow's jaw dropped and she turned red as a beet. "Tara!"

The blonde gave her a crooked smile and shrugged. "Just a little something I learned from all the stories I've read. But trust me, every word is true...and you absolutely know what you're doing."

"Uhhh..."

Tara kissed the redhead and rolled out from under her, grabbed her bag and headed back to the bathroom.

"Good thing I brought extra," she grinned wickedly as she waved the fresh panties in front of her dazed girlfriend before closing the bathroom door.

Willow laid there stunned until she heard the shower turn on once again, and her lips spread in a goofy grin.

"I got me a vixen!"

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WHACK!!

THUD!!

"Yay! Finally some action!"

The lone figure silently watched the small blonde as she easily lifted the unconscious man over her shoulder and began walking down the sidewalk. The weapon that had been milliseconds away from firing slowly lowered as they turned a worried gaze back up to the second floor window. Sighing quietly, they leaned back once more into the branches of the strong oak, keeping an even more vigilant watch than ever.

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"So, what is it, Giles?"

"Well, Buffy, it appears to be an old man," he answered sarcastically.

Buffy frowned.

They were standing in the training room assessing the unconscious old man that was now gagged and bound to a chair.

"He's evil though, right? Can I kill him?" she asked enthusiastically.

"What was he doing exactly?"

"I saw him hiding behind a tree, then he raised his stick towards Willow's window and it started glowing. Evil, right?" the Slayer asked hopefully.

Giles carefully touched said "stick" and looked it over. "It's a cane."

"It's an evil cane."

"He's an old man..." the Watcher tried to reason.

"It was glowing, Giles! He's like some kind of...he-witch."

"Is Willow alright?" Giles arched an eyebrow as he asked the obvious question.

"Oh, shit."

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Tara showered, dried and dressed quickly. She deposited her bag once again on the bedroom floor just as the house phone began to ring. There was no sign of Willow, so she quickly headed downstairs in search of the redhead when she heard the answering machine kick on.

"Willow!" She rapped hard on the downstairs bathroom door since she still heard the shower running. She knocked louder. "Willow!!!" Still no answer.

The message Buffy had left sounded urgent, so she twisted the knob and pushed the door open just a crack.

"Ugh...ohh...Oh God!!"

Tara stopped cold. She didn't look inside. She didn't need to. She knew those sounds intimately. She leaned her forehead against the door and closed her eyes tight, trying to block out the visuals those sounds were bringing to mind. "Will!"

Silence.

"Uh, Will...I'm sorry, but Buffy called. The message sounded important. Um...really sorry."

Silence.

She shut the door quickly and hurried to the kitchen for a glass of ice water.

<Of course. Of course she does that. I've done that...many, many times lately. We're adults, in a relationship with each other. This shouldn't be embarrassing. But it is, because now I've heard her...can picture what she's doing. Oh God! Do I have time for another shower?>

Just then the bathroom door opened.

<Unfortunately not>

From her seat at the kitchen island, she saw her robe-covered girlfriend moving quickly to the answering machine in the living room.

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Buffy was pacing impatiently as she waited for Willow to pick up the phone.

"No answer on her cell either. She always keeps her cell with her! I'm going over. Keep an eye on the old man and his glowing rod."

"Yes, Buffy. I won't take my eyes off his rod," Giles said dryly.

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Willow shuffled into the kitchen with her head down, wet hair dripping on the collar of her robe.

"She was worried. I guess she saw some man outside the house," she mumbled.

"Yeah."

"I should call her."

"Yeah." Tara sighed as she nodded. This wasn't going to be easy. "Here, I fixed you a drink."

Willow glanced up at the extended offering and Tara could see the flame of embarrassment still on her freckled cheeks.

"You gonna come and get it or do I have to bring it to you?"

Willow took a deep breath and shuffled closer. As she reached for the glass, Tara took her by the hand and smoothly pulled her into her arms. Willow buried her face into the taller girl's neck as Tara gently maneuvered her in between her legs and whispered in her ear.

"Good shower?"

"I guess," she murmured.

"It sounded good," Tara said gently.

"Tara..." Willow whined and tried to pull away but strong arms held her in place and firm hands rubbed comfortingly up and down the terrycloth robe.

"Will, it's okay. Don't be embarrassed."

"Don't be..don't be...?!" she sputtered. "How can I not?"

Tara kissed her tenderly on the cheek and leaned down to look into nervous green eyes that were trying to look anywhere but at her. "Why don't you call Buffy, then I'll tell you a little story."

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"Thank you for calling The Magic...Buffy's phone."

"Giles?"

"Willow?"

"What are you doing answering Buffy's phone?"

"Because she left this blasted thing here and that infernal racket she calls music was driving me insane."

"Is Buffy with you? What's going on?"

"No, actually, she's on her way to your house. She found a strange man around your house. We have him here...and why didn't you answer your phone?"

"Um...I was in the shower," Willow mumbled and blushed once more.

Tara was trying to behave...really she was...but the sight and smell of the freshly showered redhead in a robe was too much temptation. She slipped one arm around her waist from behind and used her other hand to gently slide her hair over, exposing a lovely expanse of creamy neck.

"Well, we were worried about you, and this gentleman is still unconscious, so we don't know what he was doing with his glowing rod."

"Ohh...mmm."

"Willow? Are you quite alright?"

"Oh...yesss."

She tilted her neck invitingly as the soft, full lips continued placing light, teasing kisses.

"Ohhh...rod? Baby...wait," she panted.

"What?! Willow, what are you...?" Giles trailed off and found out how difficult it was to clean his glasses while trying to cradle a cellphone to his ear.

She forced herself to push away from the wall she was facing where Tara had her pleasantly pinned and her sneaky hand was trying to slip inside her robe.

"Uh..." She covered the mouthpiece, turned around in the blonde's arms and kissed her soundly. "Hold that thought," she whispered, and Tara answered with that damned sexy half smile/smirk.

"Giles, what about his rod?"

Tara quirked an eyebrow and started playing with the robe's belt. Willow halfheartedly tried to smack her hands away. "Behave," she whispered, smiling at the naughty look on the blonde's face.

"Ahem...well, it looks like an ordinary cane to me, but Buffy claims he had it pointed at your bedroom window and it was glowing."

"What color?"

"It's just a plain black cane."

"No...the glow...what color was it glowing?"

"Oh, well, she really didn't say. Why?"

"I may have seen something...oh, what was it?" Her hazy brain was trying to recover some of the bloodflow that had rushed southward. "Crap! I need to make a call."

"Alright. Let me know what you find, won't you?"

"Sure thing, Giles. Bye."

"Tara, do you think your mom mi...." She had barely hung up the phone when she found her back pressed against the wall this time, and the blonde's smooth, talented muscle invading her mouth. She wrapped her hands in long blonde hair and matched her stroke for stroke.

Tara leaned into her small frame and slid her hands around her hips bunching the terrycloth material in her fists, fighting to keep her hands from wandering lower.

Willow's hands though, had a mind of their own. She grabbed Tara by her boxers and pulled her forcefully to her center.

Tara growled as the robe parted and the bare flesh of her thigh met the redhead's satin-covered crotch. She reluctantly pulled her lips away on the verge of hyperventilating.

"Oh God, Will...is...is this okay? Please...tell me now before..." she pleaded.

"Oh yes...God yesss," Willow panted out.

Instantly, Tara's lips captured her pulsepoint and sucked ravenously. Her hands slipped inside the robe, over silky skin and down to that beautiful tight ass. She straddled Willow's thigh and drew her into her, rolling her hips sensuously against the taut muscle.

Willow gasped at the onslaught of sensations -- her neck being thoroughly and gloriously ravaged and Tara's thigh gently pumping into her own heated core as her center was grinding against her leg.

"Ohhh...oh Tara...love you, baby."

Tara answered with a moan and nodded as she continued to kiss and suck and grind. Willow slipped a hand under the blonde's tank top seeking, finally, flesh-on-flesh contact with those supple breasts. Tara leaned back just a fraction to give her room, and in a flash felt a warm palm sliding over her nipple.

"Oh God, Tara...you feel sooo good," she panted as her touches grew more confident.

"Mmm..." Tara could only moan again, low and long, as Willow began rolling the nipple between her fingers. She pinched it lightly causing Tara to jerk, and a ripple began low in her belly just as the dog began to bark.

"Ohhh...nooo. Not now, girl," Willow groaned as Chosen barked again. Tara squeezed her ass, then brought a hand up to cup a small, firm breast.

"Oh yes...yesss!"

Chosen barked again.

"Nooo," Willow said between a moan and a whine.

Tara crushed her lips against Willow's and rocked harder as her clit began to twitch.

Chosen barked once more.

Then they heard the refrigerator door slam shut.

And they froze.

Willow cracked a glazed eye open and saw her dog's wagging tail in the doorway to the kitchen.

"Shit," she whispered as she broke away from the heated kiss.

Tara didn't move. She was so close to coming it was almost painful. Their foreheads rested together as they fought to calm their erratic breathing.

"Goddamn...shit," Willow whined as she removed her hands from soft, warm flesh and Tara moaned again. "Baby?"

"Give me...just a second," she panted, still trying to catch her breath and cool her heated body down.

Willow gently stroked her hands down the beautiful flushed face and pushed the tousled blonde hair back out of her eyes. "You okay?" she whispered tenderly as she saw her girlfriend struggling to regain her composure.

Tara squeezed her eyes closed tightly and managed a nod. Willow pulled her face up and placed a gentle kiss on the swollen lips. "Let me know when you're ready," she whispered again as she slid her fingers gently through the soft, damp hair.

Tara exhaled loudly and nodded again. She slowly and reluctantly removed her hands from the hot flesh and tried to stand up straight. She wobbled slightly and Willow wrapped an arm around her and led her to the couch.

"I am so, so sorry, baby," Willow said as she tightened the belt on her robe. "Just stay here. I'll be right back," she said as she turned to head to the kitchen. Tara reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her back.

"I love you," Tara whispered smiling and her deep blue eyes twinkling.

Willow grinned and leaned down for one more kiss. "I love you too, and by the way...you're glowing, and you are absolutely beautiful."

Tara wrapped her arms around her waist and pulled her down into her lap. "So are you. You're amazing." Their lips met again, slowly, softly, until they heard the refrigerator door slam again.

"Damnit!" Willow grumbled as she reluctantly withdrew from her comfortable perch. "I'll be right back."

As Tara stared at the backside of her retreating girlfriend, the only intelligible thought running through her mind was that she wondered if Willow's couch was Scotchguarded.

Willow grunted a greeting to the Slayer as she started putting ice in glasses for her and her overheated girlfriend. Buffy sat at the island trying her best not to giggle as her friend filled the two glasses with water, then dunked her head under the faucet. The redhead shot daggers at her as she took one glass out to the living room.

She joined her back at the island, swept her wet hair back out of her face and took a long drink of her water.

"This better be good. What's up?"

"Your nips, obviously," Buffy snickered.

"Don't start," Willow warned as she pulled the robe tighter and crossed her arms over her chest. "I have half a mind to move my spare key," she grumbled as she took another long drink. "I already talked to Giles by the way," she added as she used the collar of her robe to wipe at the water dripping into her eyes.

"Hey, at least I didn't walk all the way in there."

"Thank God."

"Didn't need to," the Slayer giggled again.

Willow dropped her head down onto the counter and groaned. "Damn Slayer hearing. And keep it down. Tara's sitting right in there."

"No she's not."

"What?"

"I just heard your bedroom shower kick on, so unless you have someone else up there..."

"Oh, man."

"What's the matter?"

"That's her third shower tonight," the redhead groaned.

"What...is she some kind of obsessive clean freak?"

"No!" Willow said defensively.

"Then what...ohh," Buffy got a strange look on her face as she got up and headed for the back door. "Hey, uh...sorry for the interruption. But when she's um...finished...can you two meet me out on the back porch so we can go to The Magic Box and see what's up with this old guy? K, thanks."

Buffy then made a hasty retreat out the door, covering her ears and humming very loudly.

Meanwhile, upstairs, with a folded hand towel clenched between her teeth, Tara slumped heavily against the icy cold shower wall, gasping as she twitched once more with aftershocks.

[Missocki]

Oh Snap! Our poor girls! They just don't know what to do with themselves. I can just feel the frustation. The guy and a glowing stick? Eep. I'm worried.
Also, damnit Buffy!

[Willow_Friendly]

Poor Tara i think she's losing it i mean three shower's in one night. Hopefully they can get with the loving befor we see a very grumpy Tara. And can't wait to know who is the old guy is and the evil cane does!

[youremyalways]

Friday=update day! T.G.I.F!

First off, are they moving in together or is it more of an open door policy?

Really good update full of desire and longing. Love it. Who da freak is the old dude with the cane? What's he want with our girls?! He must be destroyed so the lovin can begin and the rest of their lives together!

-Leah

[leos_pride]

Whoo hoo!! Update-y goodness!

I swear when they actually get down to the lovin' they are going to have to clear a 5 mile radius and declare "Fire in the Hole!" Damn, the girls are getting sooooo hot bothered together now Then this:

"I got me a vixen!"

made me laugh so hard! Oh Willow you haven't seen nothing yet! And major happy dances for the open door policy that will hopefully progress to moving in together

Who is this guy and why is he trying to crash the Willow/Tara loving??? I want to know what he and his glowing cane are up to!

As usual, I can't wait for more

~Leo

[Finey_McFine]

"This better be good. What's up?"

"Your nips, obviously," Buffy snickered.

Poor girls, that Buffy and her expert timing.

Hi Pammy!

You'll have to forgive my babble...I'm chalking it up to the drugs. Anyway, another completely sexually frustrating chapter for the girls and your readers! I had to go take a shower!!

I was, however, extremely happy to see them resolve the living situation. I know they'll be much happier when they can see each other on a daily basis and sleep together at night. It's tough when you live in different towns, with your own life, etc. but love comes first and if you're serious, you make it work. My poor wife has followed me to four different states over the years, but it was better than being apart.

Now all I need to know is who the frilly heck was watching them? A creepy perv? I mean, he did have a glowing rod. Actually, they probably wish it was your garden variety creep, instead of some demon-y creature. Glad Buffy was there to save the day.

"So, what is it, Giles?"

"Well, Buffy, it appears to be an old man," he answered sarcastically.

With an 'evil cane!' Or like I said...a glowing rod.....

Looking forward to next week!!

~Shelb

[love_2003]

Buffy has the worst timing ever! If I were Willow I would have yelled at Buffy. I don't know how much longer Willow and Tara will be able to last. The fact that they have lasted as long as they have is heroic. I would have given in already.

[wimpy0729]

Missocki: Hi there! The girls are definitely pretty frustrated. They are getting somewhere though, probably just not as fast as they'd like to. It's hard to believe that it's only been a week since they got back together after their big misunderstanding, but when you're in love (and horny), a week can seem like an eternity.

Some answers about the glowing stick coming up very soon. Thanks for the feedback!


Willow_Friendly: Oh yeah, those showers. I think right now they're the only thing keeping the girls from exploding with sexual frustration.

Answers coming up real soon on the old man and his glowing rod. Thanks for the feedback!


youremyalways: Hey Leah! Well, the moving in is sort of a process. Since this is the first serious relationship for both of them, even though they're meant to be together, they're kind of trying to ease into it. After all, they've only been back together a week since the big blow up, and honestly, I don't think they really know how to do it (the moving in together, not...you know.) Right now, they still need to figure out how to be with each other as much as possible and manage all the tedious stuff of everyday life, such as their work schedules, Willow driving to her office, etc. So, the bottom line is, yes, they're moving in together. lol

I'm glad you could feel how much they're wanting each other. They're sure having a hard time keeping their hands off each other that's for sure, but who can blame them. Just a little more patience.

Answers coming very soon about the old man and his cane, and you might be a little surprised. Thanks for the feedback!


leos_pride: Hey Leo! OMG "Fire in the Hole" sounds so naughty. I LOVE IT!

Willow definitely has a vixen on her hands. Tara has read her share of dirty fanfic, so yeah, it could be very interesting. And really, a 27-year-old woman who has never had sex and finally finds the one she's been trying to be with for so long, definitely has quite a bit of pent up energy, and so does Willow.

The actual totally moving in thing is just a matter of time. This is a first for them both, so they just have a few things to figure out before it's official. Right now, all they know is they have to do whatever they can to be together as much as possible.

Some answers on the old man and his glowing cane coming up real soon. Thanks for the feedback!


Finey_McFine: Hey Shelby! Boy, those must be some pretty good pain meds! LOL

Oh, you know Buffy's bad timing is almost legen -- wait for it -- dary. And you know, I could just picture the nips conversation between her and Willow...well, if the show was on after 10 p.m. and had a Mature/Sexual Content warning at the beginning. That would've been interesting, don't ya think?

The sexual frustration is definitely building, and you're not the only one who's had to take a shower lately. **cough "RTR" cough** You know, I even forget myself that it's only been a week since their reconciliation after the big blow up. But you know, when you're in love a week can seem like an eternity. And I'd just like to say that your wife must be a saint, even if she is domestically challenged. LOL But hey, major props that she builds stuff. I built our privacy fence and deck around our pool, and my poor gf can't even seem to hammer in a nail. We all have our strengths and weaknesses and we all balance each other out, so it's all good.

Answers coming very soon on the old man and his "rod". Thanks for the feedback!


love_2003 Hi there! Buffy certainly does have horrible timing, but to cut her a little slack, Giles did tell Willow that she was on her way to her house. I guess Tara pressing her against the wall and ravaging her made her forget. I know it would me.

I guess we'll just have to wait and see how much longer they'll be able to hold out, because honestly, if they keep this up, our poor girls will go nuts with all this frustration. Patience definitely sucks. Thanks for the feedback!

[wimpy0729]

TITLE: THE LOVERS, THE DREAMERS AND ME


AUTHOR: Wimpy0729

RATING: R

DISCLAIMER: Willow, Tara and all other BtVS characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, etc. All other characters, human and otherwise, belong to me.

FEEDBACK: Yes, please.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I have no beta, so all mistakes are my own. For any glaring errors, please PM me.

Thanks again to all for reading and/or replying!


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CHAPTER 27



"So...what is it?" The Slayer asked as she kicked the unconscious man's shoe once again. He still remained motionless except for his chin bouncing lazily against his chest.

After a very quiet car ride to The Magic Box, the three women and Giles were examining their captive and his rod. Willow just shrugged as she waited for Tara to get off the phone with her mother.

"You're sure it was glowing, Buff?" Willow asked again as she hesitantly examined the disturbingly somewhat phallic-shaped rod.

"Yep. A blue glow shooting right out of the end there."

"Hmmm. Giles, any ideas?"

"Well, I vaguely recall something about a blue light. I'll have to consult my books, of course," he said excitedly as he hurried to the front of the store.

Tara ended the call and turned back to the group, looking apologetically into two pairs of expectant eyes. "She's looking it up. Sorry."

"It's not your fault, baby. Maybe we can find something here."

"Well," Tara ventured, "has anyone tried to wake him up and, you know, ask him?"

Buffy looked guiltily at the other blonde. "Um, no luck with that yet. I think I hit him pretty hard."

Tara took a deep breath and blew it out as she approached the bound man. "Where did you hit him?"

"Back of the head, with a rock. From about a block away. I didn't see any blood."

Tara reached in her pocket and pulled out a pair of gloves. She carefully began checking around the man's scalp for damage, frowning immediately when she noticed something very wrong.

"Uh...guys," she started as she carefully peeled off the gray wig and mask revealing short brown hair.

"What the hell?!" Buffy yelled.

Tara quickly found a large bump on the back of the head and parted the hair out of the way. She noticed a small laceration that had already stopped bleeding, then moved around to the front and lifted the head to check the pupils.

"Oh my God!"

Willow and Buffy were there in an instant.

"You've gotta be kidding me," Tara said as she stood staring at the familiar figure.

Buffy gritted her teeth and Willow growled.

"Kelly," they said in unison.

"What the hell was she doing outside of Willow's house, " the Slayer said, obviously pissed, "and dressed like that?!"

"Ahhh...ah ah ah!" Giles rushed back into the room, book in hand, pointing excitedly to a page. "I found something on the...who the hell is that?"

"Kelly," all three girls answered with disdain.

"Oh," he said, slightly confused, "well, it seems there are several references to blue lights. There's the Azure Glow, Cerulean Moon and of course, the Blue Light Special, among others."

"Giles, we're not shopping at K-Mart! Which one is this?!" the impatient slayer asked.

"Yes, well, according to the picture, this would be the Staff of Indigo Balls. The staff can be imbued with a, umm...there's a hex that..."

"Balls?! Giles...BLUE BALLS?!! They're girls! They don't have balls!"

Buffy attempted to inconspicuously turn to Willow with questioning eyebrows raised, which earned her a severe scowl followed by a very emphatic shaking of the head.

If Willow had learned anything from their earlier heated exchanges (not surprisingly), it was that Tara definitely didn't have those. But ohhh, what she did have. She licked her lips as she momentarily forgot about their current situation. Her eyes glazed over as she remembered the feel of the soft, warm orbs that Tara did have until Giles' voice broke her out of the panty drenching memory.

"They don't necessarily have to have, uh...well," Giles' cheeks flamed instantly. "It can also mean a tremendous build up of getting what you want, only to find that you're not going to get it in the end. The hex can basically wreak havoc by, um, throwing things out of balance."

He turned to Willow, since he wasn't comfortable with this line of questioning directed at her new girlfriend, who he had just met about an hour earlier. "Has anything out of the ordinary happened to you girls lately?" he asked as he did the only thing he knew to do under these circumstances. His handkerchief came out and he removed his glasses as he looked the other way.

"Like what, Giles? That's kind of vague," Willow asked hesitantly.

"Well, a good example would be the um, the timing of...things. Out of order...sync, or...or cycle?"

The realization took all of half a second.

"That BITCH!!"

Buffy quickly grabbed the irate redhead around the waist to keep her from pummeling the already unconscious woman.

"I knew I wasn't supposed to start for another week!! And she...SHE...ooh, let me at her!!" Willow seethed.

"Willow, " Tara said quietly as she stepped between her girlfriend and the still unconscious captive. "Let me check her over, then we'll deal with her."

Willow looked in her calming blue eyes and slowly relaxed enough that Buffy could release her, at least for the time being.

Tara leaned back down, carefully checked both pupils and then the rest of the scalp for any other injuries. "I think she just has a concussion. If she doesn't wake up soon, I can help her, but what are we going to do with her once she does?"

"Excuse me, but, why...what purpose could she have for...?" Giles sputtered, "And who the bloody hell is this woman and what does she have to do with you girls?"

"A lunatic who apparently can't take 'no' for an answer," the Slayer seethed.

"She wants Tara," Willow added through gritted teeth.

Giles looked toward the blushing blonde and patiently waited for her to elaborate.

"I uh, met her through Faith. They work at the same fire station. We went out once, but I wasn't interested and I've told her that repeatedly."

"So did I," Buffy piped up. "Apparently she's too dense to get the message."

"Well, obviously, she's been following you," Giles offered carefully, "and somehow she got her hands on the staff, to uh..."

"SCREW WITH US!!" Willow exploded, livid at the thought of this woman following Tara around.

Buffy swiftly intercepted the furious redhead as she lunged once more for Kelly, her legs still pumping in mid air."

"Giles...can I kill her?" Buffy groaned out as Willow flailed wildly in her arms.

The watcher sighed and took a seat on the small sofa. He closed his eyes and momentarily fantasized about how entertaining it would be to just let Willow have at the batty bitch. Unfortunately, his common sense won out. "She is still human, Buffy. Albeit one with questionable mental stability and moral compass."

"What can we do?"

"Um...I have an idea who might know how to deal with her," Tara spoke up and tentatively raised her hand.

Approximately one hour later, the big black truck pulled up in front of The Magic Box. Buffy was just finishing re-tightening the ropes around the semi-conscious woman when she heard the insistent knocking on the front door signalling the arrival of her girlfriend. She hurried to the front to let her in but was surprised as a blonde tornado flew past her.

"WHERE IS SHE?!"

"Oh shit," Tara whispered as she recognized the voice of her very pissed off mother.

"They're in the b-back," the Slayer said as she grabbed Faith's hand and tried to duck behind her. She hadn't seen anything that scary since the Master.

The door to the training room flew open and slammed against the wall, any trace of the usual calm, jovial demeanor nowhere to be found as Mary strode menacingly toward the woman in the chair.

Tara jumped up and turned from one woman to the other. "Mom! What are you doing here? Faith, why did you bring her?"

"I was at her house when you called. She said you called her about some rod, and definitely wasn't happy with what she found. I told her about Kelly's little stunt and Mama Bear's claws came out like I've NEVER seen 'em before."

Mary turned to her daughter and tenderly cupped her cheeks. "Are you okay, baby?"

Tara nodded as she was engulfed in her mother's arms. "Don't worry, I'm just going to give her a little scare," Mary whispered in her ear. She looked over her daughter's shoulder at the small redhead, who was clutching her girlfriend's shirt in a death grip.

"Are you okay too, sweetie?"

Willow nodded, wide eyed, and gripped her girlfriend tighter.

"I'll be right back, dear," Mary whispered.

The fierceness was back as she whirled around to face the now conscious Kelly, who was trying to scoot her chair away from the enraged woman.

"I don't think so," Mary said slowly in a deep, ominous voice, and the chair stopped moving. Kelly gulped and stared terrified as she bounced around in the seat trying to get it to go anywhere...absolutely anywhere but here.

Mary leaned down and wrapped her hands around the lapels of the coat and proceeded to easily lift the woman high above her head, chair and all, until the bound woman was looking straight down at the floor.

Every pair of eyebrows rose and a collective gasp was heard throughout the training room.

"Do you know who I am?" she asked with eerie calmness.

Kelly quickly shook her head.

Mary's eyes narrowed. "You messed with my girls...that makes me your worst nightmare," she growled.

She brought Kelly down until their faces were only inches apart. The brunette looked fearfully at the floor, then back into the blue eyes flickering with tiny flames and tried to squeeze her thighs together.

"If you EVER come near them again, you just might, might live long enough to regret it. Because NOBODY. FUCKS. WITH MY. FAMILY!!!"

The entire room shook as Mary's words rang out.

"Got It?!"

Kelly squeezed her eyes shut and nodded furiously.

"I'll be watching you, Kelly Murray."

The girl's eyes popped open.

"You made a grave mistake messing with something way over your head. Don't make that mistake again. If you're stupid enough to try anything...God would have mercy, but Mary Maclay won't."

She laid the girl down on the mat on her side and walked back over to her daughter. She blinked and her eyes returned to normal, winked, then her lip curled up on one side. Tara smiled back, remembering the tiny flame glamour her mother used to entertain her with as a child. She considered teasing her about overdoing the dramatics with her favorite Rambo quotes, but that could wait until later.

"Leave her on side a minute. I think she might..."

"Mmmbueggghh!! Ughh...ptew."

"Yak. And she'll need a clean pair of pants for the ride home. I believe she soiled herself."

"EWWW!"

[Finey_McFine]

Dibs!

Wow, Mary Maclay kinda gives 'strong like an Amazon' a whole new meaning. I'm totally picturing her as Zena right now. She must have some incredible biceps. I really loved how she burst in there to protect the girls. It was definitely unexpected for everyone, except maybe Tara. "Oh shit." Is right!

Let me back up a bit though to the discussion about the 'rod' and the 'balls.'

"Yep. A blue glow shooting right out of the end there."

"Hmmm. Giles, any ideas?"

Straight to Giles with the question, because if anyone should know about blue balls and stuff shooting out the end of glowing rods...it should be the only guy in the room.

So, is Kelly some kind of Succubus? I mean, how did she know? Has she always known or was it since she met W/T both together and sensed the power? Hmmm.......questions, questions.

I loved Willow's raging response and could totally picture Buffy holding her in the air while she had her flailing fit and Tara just sort of standing there watching, lol. Great job! I loved this chapter and can't wait until Friday!!!

[leos_pride]

Almost dibs!

Haha! I'm glad you liked that one! It popped in my head when I was reading the update where they blinded poor Faith with their kissing in the truck and I just had to share

Have a I mentioned how much I love Friday mornings now? I wake up and check my update feed and bam, new update on one of my favorite fics. It really does make my morning better so thank you!

Oh man, Mama Bear Maclay! Look out! Now that is one woman I would never, ever want to piss off! I'm so glad she put the fear of the gods in that stupid woman. What an evil plan! Trying to derail the lovins

And our poor girls! They are just about fit burst. I have to give them credit for holding out this long. Has it really only been about a week since the big blow out??? It seems like longer than that. Though when you have such an amazing connection with someone it always seems like you have known them longer than you actually have. I can't wait see what you have in store for our girls next, though I hope for their sake and ours that the love making happens soon. Otherwise we all may explode from the tension!

Keep up the great work and I can't wait for the next update

~Leo