Finey_McFine wrote:
Leapin' lizards! That was...well...hot!
Too bad we didn't get to see anything even remotely close in canon. Very nicely done.
Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed.
And yes, I agree. Something like this would've made for a much more interesting episode. The entire episode is about Buffy and Reily going at it and Willow and Tara don't even get a friggin kiss?? Ridiculous.
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So here is number 2 of the non-chronological series.
Normally the posts will be coming around 4-5am PST, but I happen to be in Florida right now and not working, so it's early today.
Honestly, this piece ended up in a VASTLY different spot than I intended. It was supposed to be like the last one, all raunchy raw smut, but - as with a great deal of my W/T ventures - it ended up being more about the underlying love than the overlying lust..
However, that comes at the end, but it is quite long and epic to make up for the fact that I totally crapped out half-way through the last one.
Here goes
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Title: Raw
Author: sandbarDragon
Rating: very much NC-17
Disclaimer: Oh, please. If I owned them, I would not be here writing about them.
Summary: Tara's afternoon class gets cancelled. How ever will she pass the time?
Warnings: Language, toys, penetration, anal play. And long marathon love sessions.
Feedback: Please comment to your heart's content. This is a learning process. I get really self-conscious when posting PWP (particularly ones like these that contain unconventional methods) because I never know how they're going to be recieved. So please comment, whether you liked it or not. Just tell me why. If you're gonna insult me, that's fine, just back it up. If you liked it, tell me what you liked about it so I can keep doing it. But if you guys want me to keep posting, I will definitely need encouragement. At least for now while I'm getting started.
Notes: No particular universe or time. I picture them having the mid-season 6 look, but it's up to you. You can imagine them in their own home or in the Summers' home with Dawn and Buffy hearing everything, lol, it really doesn't matter.
Also, I am not female, and thus cannot claim to have the deepest understanding of the inner workings of the female body. Most of my female-specific descriptions are just derived from the things my ex used to tell me. So if something is horribly, impossibly inaccurate or appalling, please let me know and I'll do something about it.
I put a great deal of effort into this piece. Please enjoy.
RawWillow wrapped her towel around her freshly showered and slightly damp body and went to exit the bathroom. As she opened the door she was surprised to see Tara leaning against the opposing wall of their bedroom, arms folded over her bare chest and donned only in a pair of tight-fitting jeans which hugged her toned thighs deliciously. The afternoon sun was shining brightly through the window to her left, casting the right side of her body in ominous shadow. Willow felt a hot shiver shoot down her spine when she gazed upon the look that her beloved was boring into her. Tara wore a devilish smirk on her full and luscious lips and penetrated Willow’s gaze with half-lidded, cerulean eyes – much darker than their usual sky-blue. Willow stood, frozen, in the doorway, not registering the fact that Tara was supposed to be in class at that moment; not really registering anything apart from the alluring sight of her half-naked and visibly aroused lover before her. She released an unwitting squeak when Tara removed herself from the wall and began to saunter toward her, an extra sway in her hips as she did so.
Tara’s sinful smirk never faltered as she approached her speechless girlfriend, and stopped only when their faces were mere centimeters apart. “I’ve been waiting for you, gorgeous,” she murmured huskily as she lightly brushed her lips against Willow’s, which elicited only a small whimper from her temporarily brain-dead lover. Another whimper followed as Tara brought a single hand up to the fold of Willow’s towel and flicked it open in one smooth motion, neither girl breaking eye-contact as the material pooled at Willow’s feet. After a long moment of stillness and silence, Tara allowed her eyes to travel slowly downward, drinking in the sight of her girlfriend’s lithe, toned body – a body she had been seeing for years and never grew tired of. She subconsciously licked her lips as her eyes made their way back upward, lingering first on the patch of glistening, copper curls between two lean, freckled thighs, then dragging slowly over a flat, well-defined stomach, and lingering again on two modest, but pert breasts and rosy nipples - already puckered and rock-hard in anticipation - before gliding up a creamy, white neck and coming to rest on the stunning face and shimmering emerald eyes in which she saw reflected back to her all of her raw desire and heart-melting love. For a brief moment Tara wavered and felt her knees go weak at the sight of the unadulterated love radiating from the woman who owned her heart, but she regained herself when Willow finally made a move and hooked her fingers through Tara’s belt-loops to pull their bodies together.
Willow moaned softly as she felt her lover’s bare breasts press against her own and crushed their lips together. She opened her mouth when she felt Tara’s tongue glide over her bottom lip and readily granted access to the wandering muscle, closing her lips around it and sucking it into her waiting mouth. She wrapped her arms around Tara’s neck and released her hold on the invading appendage when she heard Tara moan, and felt a strong hand weave its way into her hair, pulling her further into the kiss as Tara slowly explored the inside of Willow’s mouth. After several long moments, Willow pulled away, breathless. “What about class?” she asked quietly, between panting breaths, suddenly regaining partial ability to think and speak.
An equally breathless “cancelled,” was the only response she got before being pulled, quite willingly, back into the passionate oral exchange. After a long while, they pulled apart naturally and Tara’s smirk crept its way back onto her finely-chiseled face. She leaned in, taking Willow’s earlobe into her mouth and softly raking her teeth along its length, before whispering, “and I have a surprise for you, my love.” Without waiting for a response, Tara brought the hand that had been entwined in damp, crimson locks, down to cup her lover’s ass and used her free hand to grab Willow’s thigh and wrap it around her waist, growling as she roughly pulled their bodies flush together. She heard a loud gasp and moved her head back slightly, just enough to see Willow’s wide-eyed reaction when her center came into contact with the protruding bulge beneath Tara’s jeans.
After the split second of initial shock wore off, Willow grinned slyly and lightly ran her tongue along her lover’s swollen lips, before pulling the bottom one into her mouth and sucking on it gently. “And just what do you plan on doing with that, Miss Maclay?” she growled against Tara’s lips. She soon found herself swiftly spun around and bent over the bed, her naked ass in the air, submissive and vulnerable - completely trusting. She bit her lip and let out a long groan at the forceful maneuver as her body shuddered with anticipation, her animal lust continuing to swell.
Tara clutched onto Willow’s ass cheeks for a moment before she ran her hands slowly up her back and gripped the small shoulders, pulling the petite body back against her own curvaceous hips, eliciting a sharp gasp from both women. She bent down so that her breasts were lightly caressing Willow’s back as she began to speak - her tone deep, dominant, and dripping with lust. “First,” she ran a hand down the length of her lover’s back, over her ass, and down her outer thigh, then dug her nails in as she came back up on the inner thigh, stopping just short of Willow’s saturated center, and feeling the copious arousal that had leaked out onto her thighs, “I’m gonna fuck that hot, wet pussy, hard and fast, until the only thing you can remember is my name.” Tara leant in further and sunk her teeth into the back of Willow’s neck, causing her to cry out in deliciously painful pleasure.
Willow gasped Tara’s name and could feel the evidence of her own arousal spilling out onto the bed sheet as she slowly gyrated her hips, desperate for any kind of friction against her mercilessly throbbing clit. When the slickened sheet proved insufficient, she contentedly settled for pushing herself backwards into Tara’s denim-clad hips, the bulge of the new extension rubbing deliciously against her asshole. She moaned and gasped and reached up to roughly clutch onto her lover’s long, honey-brown hair, as Tara continued to use her teeth to ravish Willow’s neck and shoulders with exquisite pain, only to soothe it away with her soft lips and tongue. She whimpered in protest as the pressure on her ass retreated while Tara made her way down Willow’s back, delivering the same treatment she had given to her neck. Willow gasped sharply as Tara reached her ass cheeks and sank her teeth deep into the soft flesh, then pulled back and lavished more attention to it with her eager tongue. She switched sides and repeated the process. “And then,” she continued in the same tone, before dipping her tongue into the crevice and sliding up along its length, eliciting a near-scream from Willow who shivered and sharply bucked her hips backwards into Tara’s face, urging her to continue. “I’m gonna slide my cock deep into that tight little ass hole.”
Willow damn-near exploded just at hearing the words alone and gripped the sheets in a desperate attempt to control herself. She felt the familiar tingle deep in her lower belly - spreading to her fingers and toes - that could only ever be caused by Tara. Her desire was so consuming that she almost didn’t register her lover’s next words. “Is that what you want, baby? You want me to fuck your sexy ass?” Tara asked before running her tongue back over the puckered skin, applying just enough pressure to make Willow thrash against her.
“Fuck yes, Tara. Please, baby. Fuck me hard,” Willow begged through stifled groans as she pressed her face into the mattress to keep from screaming out. She felt Tara move behind her, before a hand roughly grabbed her hair and pulled her head up as Tara leaned back over her and almost-violently reclaimed her mouth. Willow moaned loudly into the kiss as she felt Tara thrust her clothed hips back against her again, starting a steady rhythm.
Tara continued grinding into Willow’s supple, naked ass as their tongues dueled for several minutes, before she pulled her hips back just enough to unbutton her jeans and whip out the toy that she had seen Willow eyeing on their previous joint trip to their favorite sex shop. Knowing her love’s body even better than her own, she noted the specifications of the toy and realized it would be perfect for both kinds of penetration for Willow and had returned, alone, to the store to buy it for her. Still keeping the kiss going, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a small handful of multicolored condoms, tossing them onto the bed. She finally broke the kiss and ran her tongue along the crest of Willow’s ear before dropping a soft, loving kiss behind it. “Anything for you, love,” she whispered and released Willow’s hair, gently lowering the viciously-panting girl’s head back into the mattress and letting her fingertips leisurely trail along Willow’s spine as she pulled her hand away. She used her teeth to quickly tear one of the wrappers and slipped the dark green condom securely onto the light-blue toy before moving her hand down to caress Willow’s swollen clit, moaning when she felt it throb beneath her touch.
Willow felt her heart swell with raw emotion and untainted trust as her beloved demonstrated her ability to be forceful and dominant while still being loving and compassionate; and she felt like she was falling in love with her girlfriend of four amazing years all over again. She felt tears beginning to well in her eyes but forced them back, knowing that they would only worry Tara and break the mood. And she wanted her Take-Charge-Tara to take her hard right then and there, as planned, so she bit back a sob and let out a growl instead, grinding her center into Tara’s hand.
Tara moaned again, feeling Willow’s juices gushing out into her palm. “Oh, shit, you’re so wet, baby. That’s so fucking hot.” Tara groaned through gritted teeth, trying to keep her own arousal at bay. It certainly wasn’t within her normal character to use such foul language, but in the heat of the moment when passions were raw, she knew Willow loved it, and anything that Willow enjoyed, Tara enjoyed as well and was always more than happy to give.
Tara quickened her pace and it was less than a minute before Willow felt her body stiffen as a surge of pleasure swelled up inside her before crashing over and sending her into the first abyss of many that would follow. She cried out Tara’s name as she convulsed against her fingers and felt Tara’s soft body leaning over her, planting hungry, open-mouthed kisses all along her back while easing her down from her first high of the day.
“Are you ready for me, baby?” Tara asked quietly, but no less dominantly, as she scooped up some of Willow’s wetness and coated the extension before positioning herself at Willow’s entrance.
Willow moaned and nodded her head into the mattress, “so ready, love. I need you inside me. Please.”
Willow unleashed a resounding groan as Tara plunged into her core swiftly, but not fast enough to cause unreasonable pain. When Willow had taken its entire length, Tara waited a few moments, allowing Willow time to adjust to the intrusion, and only slightly moved her hips in a small circular motion to keep them both properly stimulated. Willow felt her body shudder and her inner walls clench and flutter around the extension as it stretched her out and filled her completely. With her eyes tightly shut and her mouth hanging open, she continued a series of groans while Tara moved only slightly inside of her. She felt Tara’s hand slide up her side to her shoulder, and grabbed it, caressing it lovingly with her own hand for a moment, then sucking two of her lover’s fingers into her mouth, hungrily swirling her tongue between and around them. She heard Tara moan at the action and Willow pushed back against her, signaling that she was ready.
As Tara stood almost motionless, she could feel the harness pressing teasingly against her impossibly swollen clit and ached for more friction. She slid her hand up to Willow’s shoulder to steady herself and felt her index and middle finger being taken into her lover’s mouth, the simple sensation nearly overwhelming her. She took a deep breath to maintain her focus and released an inaudible sigh of relief when she felt Willow push back into her and began what she had set out to do. She pulled out an inch the first time, and thrust back in, neither hard nor softly and felt - more than heard - Willow moan around her fingers. The second time she pulled out further and thrust back in with a little more force and the answering moan was a little more audible. The third time she pulled out almost all the way and thrust back in fast and hard, and felt Willow bite down on her fingers before dropping them as her answering moan echoed through the room. Tara used both hands now to grasp Willow’s hips as she continued her motions and steadily increased the pace and the force until Willow’s hitched moans and animal grunts turned into one continuous scream of ecstasy. The room filled with sounds of Willow’s screaming, Tara’s ragged breathing, and the vigorous slapping of Tara’s clothed hips against Willow’s naked ass.
With each thrust Willow could feel Tara pounding her love into Willow’s body and she felt her muscles beginning to give out from the mind-numbing pleasure, relieved that she was already lying and completely supported by the bed. She could hear Tara’s own hitched breathing and responding moans, and felt her grip tightening around Willow’s hips and she knew Tara was as close to the edge as she was. It was confirmed a moment later when she heard her lover’s ragged voice. “Oh, god, Willow! Gonna come, baby! So close! Come with me!”
Willow used all of her remaining energy to urge her on, both unable and unwilling to help the fact that she was screaming her response. “Fuck, that’s it, baby! Come inside me, Taraaa!”
That was all it took and they both tumbled into the abyss together, convulsing in pure ecstasy. Willow could feel the toy slightly jumping inside of her with the furious twitching of Tara's clit, prolonging her own climax. After a few minutes, Tara collapsed on top of Willow, heaving for breath. They lay there for several minutes, both unable to move, until Tara found her strength and helped push Willow all the way onto the bed, with Willow still on her stomach and with Tara still buried deep inside her. After another few minutes, Tara slowly pulled out and turned Willow to face her, then kissed her deeply with honest passion and raw love.
After a while Willow broke the kiss and looked up into Tara’s eyes as they shone with emotion. “I love you, Tara,” she panted, unable to manage more than a whimper.
“I love you, too, Willow,” Tara responded and moved in to kiss her again, rolling Willow onto her back and climbing on top of her. “But I’m not finished with you yet,” she said after pulling back and smiled a smile half-way between pure love and undisguised want.
Willow moaned as Tara descended upon her neck, ravishing her with gentle kisses and playful nips. Willow spread her legs and wrapped her thighs around Tara’s hips, hooking her ankles behind Tara’s thighs and pulling her closer to feel the toy –saturated with her own juices- sliding against her center, and she was suddenly ready for more. Tara slipped her arms beneath Willow’s shoulders to hold her as close as possible as she slowly worked her way down Willow’s collar bone and to her breasts. Willow gasped and arched her back when she felt her entire left breast being taken into Tara’s hungry mouth, and slid her fingers into her hair to push her head further into her. Tara’s moans reverberated through Willow’s flesh as she slowly released her breast until she had only the nipple in her mouth. She flicked at it with her tongue before scraping her teeth along its length and releasing it before taking it back to suck at it vigorously, then switching sides and repeating the process. Willow fought back the urge to climax again as her still-sensitive body continued to reel in aftershocks. She lifted Tara’s head back to her level and kissed her fervently, burying her fingers in her lover’s silky hair.
“I need you inside me, baby,” she whimpered against Tara’s lips. She squeezed harder with her legs and felt Tara squeeze her shoulders back in response.
Tara was eager to comply and lifted her hips, keeping her arms beneath her love, and deftly positioned herself so the stiff toy slid back inside Willow as Tara brought her body back down. As she felt herself being filled, Willow released a loud growl of pleasure and appreciation. “Fuck, baby. Such control. That’s so hot.” The declaration came out as a continuous groan as she arched her back into the pleasure then brought Tara’s lips back down to hers.
Tara smirked and moaned against Willow’s lips, also slightly impressed with herself. She kept the pace unhurried at first, content to make slow, sweet love to her girl as their lips brushed together tenderly. But when she felt Willow’s hand snake down her back into her jeans to squeeze her ass as she forcefully plunged her tongue into Tara’s mouth, Tara felt a renewed sense of vigor and swiftly increased the pace and force of her movements. Willow broke the kiss, throwing her head back onto the pillow as she continued to verbally express her pleasure and Tara leaned in to bury her face in Willow’s neck, still fiercely increasing the pace of her thrusts. She could feel Willow’s fingernails digging into her back as she slid her other hand down to meet its twin beneath the denim, causing Tara to cry out her own pleasure against the soft, sweaty skin of her lover’s neck. She could hear the change in pitch of Willow’s cries and knew she was close. She lifted herself up onto her forearms to look down into the face of her love, the sight of her head continuously lurching backward in the throes of passion only fueling Tara’s desire. Willow opened her eyes to meet her gaze and Tara slid a hand into Willow’s hair, resting it between the back of her head and the pillow.
“You gonna come for me, baby?” Tara groaned her question softly when she saw the look of explicit pleasure and desperate love written all over Willow’s face.
Willow could only nod and moan her lover’s name in response, using all of her energy and focus to keep her eyes open and locked with Tara’s.
Tara smirked inwardly, knowing she had done as promised and made Willow forget everything but Tara’s name. She leaned in, pressing their foreheads together and maintaining the eye-contact, as she slowed her pace, but increased the force of her thrusts. “Come for me, Willow. I love you,” she whispered tenderly, and Willow did just that, yet again crying out her lover’s name and digging her nails roughly into the soft flesh beneath her hands as the force of her convulsions lifted both her and Tara’s hips off the bed, even with Willow’s hands pushing Tara into her.
Willow watched Tara watch her as she bared her soul and came undone, slipping into supreme rapture and she felt her own heart swell, only furthering her extended bliss.
Willow was gone for a few minutes longer than usual, having lost the ability to keep her eyes open after the third wave crashed over her. Tara just stayed where she was, gently running her fingers through Willow’s hair as she awaited her return. After a few minutes, with eyes still closed, Willow tilted her neck to catch Tara’s lips in a quick, but meaningful kiss as she began to fall back down to Earth.
Willow’s eyes fluttered open and the sight she was met with took her already elusive breath away. Tara was still laying on her, looking down at her, some hair clinging to her sweaty forehead, her face flushed and skin slightly glowing, her azure eyes shining with unspoken emotion, and a look of pure adoration on her face. Willow wasn’t surprised when the look of adoration transformed into something akin to smugness, and she had to admit, Tara had every reason to be smug at the moment. Willow released her hands from Tara’s pants and reached up to brush a stray lock of honey-brown hair behind her ear, making sure to caress the ear tenderly along the way.
“Hi, beautiful,” Willow whispered somewhat sheepishly, but with a sizeable grin.
“Hi, yourself, sexy,” Tara responded in an equally low tone and with a matching grin as she leaned in to nuzzle their noses together. Willow released a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment and Tara continued, “I hope you don’t think you’re getting off that easy…”
Willow opened her eyes wearily, still very aware of the fullness in her core, and still trembling with aftershocks - extremely sensitive to any and all movement. “Oh, right, right. Of course, baby,” she said, the fatigue evident in her tone and in her heavily-lidded eyes. “Come sit on my face.”
Tara chuckled and pressed a finger lightly to Willow’s swollen, pink lips. “Shh, baby. I’m not asking you to do anything,” she paused, thinking that statement over as Willow placed a soft kiss upon the finger resting against her lips, “well, not anything besides lay back and let me keep on loving you all day and well into the night.”
Willow raised her eyebrows in surprise. “My, my. And what, may I ask, has gotten into you, my love?” she asked with a sly grin.
Tara just smiled and placed a soft kiss against Willow’s lips. “You,” she whispered simply when she pulled back and sat up, positioning Willow's legs over her shoulders.
Willow couldn’t help groaning in pleasure at the simple movements of Tara readjusting herself, her overloaded body threatening to explode yet again. “How did I get so lucky?” Willow asked sincerely, looking at the love of her life with all of her feelings evident on her face. She slid her hands down and rested them on Tara’s knees, which were now placed firmly on either side of Willow’s hips, gently stroking her thumbs over the tight denim.
“I’m the lucky one,” Tara responded, placing a soft kiss against Willow’s calf, it being the closest body part to her face at the moment.
Willow furrowed her brow and shook her head as if that statement made absolutely no sense, but too exhausted to verbally protest, until her head lurched back on the pillow with a loud, drawn-out moan as she felt Tara pull out and slowly push back into her, even deeper than before. “Oh, fuck, baby! That’s gonna make me come real quick!” Tara seemed satisfied with that reaction and continued her movements, slowly, as Willow clearly displayed that there was no reason to rush this time around.
This time it was all tender. Tara pulled slowly out, nearly all the way, and slowly re-entered, nearly all the way. She only had to do this four times before she felt Willow’s legs begin to tremble uncontrollably against her shoulders and beneath the palms that were resting in the crooks of Willow’s thighs, aiding their movements. On the final thrust, she went extra slow, but gave her love all of it, up to the base, tightening her grip on Willow’s thighs to pull her lower body off the bed and firmly into her own.
Willow’s orgasm seemed to respond in kind to the manner of love-making, flaring slowly, but powerfully, from her womb through her entire body. It coursed through her veins, seeped into every nerve ending, every pore, and set her muscles ablaze. It was vastly different from the furious explosions she’d felt earlier that day with their ferocious urgency; from the rolling waves she usually felt from Tara’s fingers and tongue; and from the rippling shockwaves she always felt from anal play. This was something completely new. In their four years together, in all their numerous positions, trials, and experimentations, this was something she had never experienced. And it moved her to tears.
Willow’s eyes were still closed when she felt her love fold her into her arms and into a protective, loving embrace. The emotions that had been building up since they started their love-making finally broke through, and she sobbed, reasonably quietly, into Tara’s chest for a long time as Tara stroked her hair and back and whispered soothing words in her ear. She didn’t know how long she was doing it, but when she had gotten out of the shower it was about 3pm, and when she pulled away from Tara’s embrace it was dark outside. She sniffled and wiped her eyes with her palms, giving Tara a sheepish smile.
“I’m so sorry, baby. I don’t know what the hell just happened. They were good tears, I promise,” she assured her lover, feeling more than a little silly. And more than a little guilty.
Tara just furrowed her brow and shook her head, pulling Willow back to her. “You don’t ever have to apologize for feeling,” she said softly, wanting Willow to know there was nothing to be ashamed of or feel guilty about.
“I just love you so much,” Willow replied, still sniffling, and clutched onto Tara tighter. “And I can’t believe you’re mine.” At that she closed her eyes tightly and nuzzled into Tara’s chest, as if trying to hang on to a fading dream that would surely slip away with the rising sun.
Tara returned the intensity of the embrace and kissed the top of Willow’s head. “I love you too, Will. More than anything. And I am yours. All yours. Forever. Don’t ever forget that.” She pulled away slightly, forcing Willow to look her in the eye, “whatever happens, I will always love you.”
Willow smiled warmly and felt a new wave of tears well behind her eyes. She growled in playful frustration, “stop it! You’re gonna set me off again!” She quickly scurried back over and buried her face between Tara’s breasts. Tara just laughed playfully in response. Willow paused a minute before speaking again. “How long was I crying?” She asked the question timidly, slightly afraid of the answer.
Tara shook her head, “I don’t know. And I really don’t care. I love holding you, and I’ll always hold you, whether your happy, sad, scared,” she pulled Willow back again to make eye-contact, “or prematurely PMSing,” she said the last part with a good-natured smile, dropping a kiss on the tip of Willow’s nose.
Willow giggled and returned the peck, then moved down to take Tara’s lips in a passionate kiss that spoke volumes beyond any that words could ever do. “You always know exactly what I need,” she whispered after pulling back naturally. Tara just smiled, a warm, tender smile. Suddenly, Willow became very aware of something and looked down, seeing that Tara still had her anatomical extension attached. She looked up into those familiar sky-blue eyes and grinned cheekily, before rolling Tara onto her back and straddling her stomach.
“I believe that you, Miss Maclay, still have half a promise to keep,” she announced with a slight wiggle of her backside against Tara’s abdomen.
Tara blinked and when she reopened her eyes they were considerably darker than they had just been. She raised her hands to Willow’s hips then quirked an eyebrow and smirked in return. She slowly, appreciatively ran her hands over Willow’s taut stomach and pert breasts, stopping to squeeze her shoulders for a moment before gliding slowly back down to her hips, over her smooth thighs, and came to rest at her knees. “And I believe that you, Miss Rosenberg, are absolutely correct.” She swiftly bucked Willow off of her, rolling her on to her stomach and sliding on top of the smaller body, wriggling her hips over Willow’s ass and making sure to plant the toy firmly between her cheeks. She leaned down just above Willow’s ear. “As long as you promise not to cry afterwards,” she said it with a chuckle and a touch of mirth to make sure Willow knew she was only joking.
“Mmm, how about if I just cry out your name a lot?” Willow responded with equal mirth, raising her hips in response to the sensation.
Tara licked her lips then placed a soft kiss on Willow’s neck. “Now that is my favorite kind of crying.”
ENDDon't hate me for ending it there. It actually doesn't end there. I did continue the rest, because it was the main goal when I set about writing this piece. So technically I guess this one would be a two-shot. If you guys would like me to post part 2, please say so. If not, then I shall keep it to myself.
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