Title: The Chronicles of Dopeygayland
Author: tarawhipped (Cameron)
Email:
tarawhipped@hotmail.com
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of Joss Whedon/Mutant Enemy
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Distribution: Sure, just tell me where so I can visit!
Notes: Thoughts in italics.[br][br][br]
Dopeygayland, The Adventure Begins, Part 3: Come Again![br][br]
“You
know?! Wait…know she was a vampire or know she’s dead…er?”[br]
Willow sat up and looked down at Tara, who linked her hands behind her head and sighed.[br]
“Both. I ran into Spike and Drusilla earlier and they told me. Apparently they couldn’t wait for me to find the dust on my own.”[br]
“Spike? Spike is here?”[br]
“Nooo…Spike and his nutcase ‘girlfriend’ are blowing’ in the wind.”[br]
“Wow…you poofed them? Just like that? You make it sound so easy.”[br]
“It’s kinda what I do, ya know?”[br]
“Well, yeah, it’s just that in my dimension…”[br]
“Oh, please don’t tell me I’m having a hard time with that peroxide queen,” the Slayer groaned.[br]
“Uhhh,” Willow stammered. “No, not you, cause you’re not the Slayer there, actually.”[br]
“Really? Who is?”[br]
“Um…well…Buffy…and Faith…it’s a long story,” Willow admitted. Tara rolled onto her side and clutched her stomach as she burst out laughing.[br]
“
Buffy is the Slayer?! Buffy the Vampire Slayer! That’s…holy fuck…that’s the funniest thing I’ve ever heard!”[br]
“Yeah, funny…can we get back to the part where you knew other-me was a vampire and you were dating her?”[br]
“What, that’s never happened where you’re from?”[br]
“Uhhh…”[br]
Willow’s reddening face answered the question quite well, and the blush only spread as Tara sat up and scooted closer to the redhead, stroking her thigh with slender fingers. Willow closed her eyes and slumped into the other girl’s body as Tara spoke, her voice low, her breath hot on Willow’s ear.[br]
“I had every intention of killing the vampire. I followed her relentlessly…trailed her as she stalked her prey…sparred with her when I prevented her from feeding…she was so wild when she fought, so full of…not life, I guess…but something…passionate. It became a game…me following…her attacking someone…me stepping in…it was bound to lead to sex one day, and it did.”[br]
“And everyone was just okay with that?”[br]
“God no,” Tara laughed. “It took a few months and a lot of taming before anyone else would be in the same room with her.”[br]
“Taming?” Willow squeaked.[br]
“OH yeah,” Tara purred, grinning lopsidedly at Willow. “She was quite the fuck buddy when she was wild, but MUCH too unpredictable. Most vampires wouldn’t stand for being a Slayer’s pet, but I think she secretly enjoyed being a sub. She’d still rebel on occasion, though…tried to eat Wesley once…and Cordelia, well…I have to admit I kinda let that happen.”[br]
Willow’s eyes bulged and her mouth hung open as Tara continued.[br]
“So if people were a little weird with you earlier, it’s probably cause they figured you were pretending, just to get a quick bite in.”[br]
“So you knew all along that I wasn’t her?”[br]
“Pretty much,” Tara admitted with a casual shrug. “You blushed.”[br]
“Huh?”[br]
“When I walked into library and you were checking out my tits. You blushed. Vampires don’t.”[br]
“I wasn’t…I didn’t…” the redhead crossed her arms defiantly. “And…HEY!…so you knew, and you cheated on me?! Her…cheated on…you know what I mean!”[br]
Willow’s indignant inner self protested vehemently when Tara’s hand crept up her thigh to tangle in red curls, but her still aroused outer self wouldn’t let her slap it away.[br]
“Well, you see, MY Willow wouldn’t have minded. In fact…she probably would have joined in.”[br]
“But that’s just…eww,” Willow concluded.[br]
“Oh, jeez, let me guess,” Tara chuckled, “your Tara’s not the adventurous type, is she? Probably some granola-eating, flowery skirt-wearing, Goddess-worshipping goody-goody. I met one once,” Tara scoffed. Noticing Willow’s confused expression she raised an eyebrow. “What?”[br]
“I don’t have a Tara,” the redhead stated sadly, bowing her head. “I have an…Oz…but we haven’t…you know.”[br]
“Oh. OH! So then…when you said you were a…you meant you really were a...and straight?…oh shit.”[br]
“NO! It’s fine,” Willow interjected, holding Tara’s hand in place as the blonde tried to pull away. “More than fine…finey mcfine fine, even. I’m…I’m really glad it happened. I had a crush on this teacher last year…and I thought maybe…but then Oz—who isn’t so girly in my dimension—but I’m not…”[br]
Willow stopped trying to explain and simply grabbed Tara and kissed her, pushing her back down. The redhead grinned wickedly as she lifted herself on all fours and began backing slowly down Tara’s body, planting kisses as she went.[br]
“Sooo…I’m almost certain…ever since you kissed me…and the other stuff, well…but I think…just to be certain…I’m gonna need to…confirm my hypothesis…with a little…scientific evidence.”[br]
“Scien…tific?” Tara gasped as Willow settled between her spread legs.[br]
“Mm-hm…you know…response to stimuli…cause and effect,” the redhead remarked before parting wet lips and brushing a fingertip over the blonde’s swollen clit. She smiled as Tara’s hips jerked.[br]
“Interesting reaction,” she commented before diving in earnestly.[br][br]
Twelve minutes, forty-two seconds later…[br]
“Oh, yeah,” Willow sighed happily, a big goofy smirk on her sticky face. “I’m a dyke.”[br]
“I’ll say,” Tara agreed heartily.[br]
Before the redhead could crawl back up to snuggle, a flash of light startled both girls, who blinked at the sight of someone standing next to the bed. Tara leapt up with Slayer speed, grabbed the woman by the throat, and slammed her against the wall.[br]
“ANYA!” Willow shouted. “Don’t you knock?!”[br]
“You know her?” Tara asked, looking back at the redhead incredulously and relaxing her grip.[br]
“Yeah, she’s the reason I’m here,” Willow accused, frowning when she realized she should be thanking the demon instead of scowling at her.[br]
“Good, so it is you,” Anya stated, straightening her collar. “Do you have any idea how many frickin’ dimensions they’ve sent me to looking for you? Didn’t expect to find you like this, though,” she said smugly. Willow quickly hid behind Tara, who continued to stare down the demon, thoroughly unabashed in her nudity.[br]
“They’re looking for me?”[br]
“Well, duh!…when they’re not blaming me,” she muttered quietly. “So put on some clothes and let’s go.”[br]
“But I like it here,” Willow said, smiling shyly at Tara.[br]
“Oh for crying out loud! Evil Mayor…Ascension…any of this ring a bell?! We’re going.”[br]
“I don’t wanna,” Willow pouted.[br]
“Willow,” Tara murmured, leading the girl away from Anya and placing her hands on the redhead’s shoulders. “You have to go back—no, don’t argue—they need you there.”[br]
“But I’ll never see you again,” Willow lamented with a sniffle.[br]
“Noo, but there’s a Tara somewhere in your reality who’s probably just sitting around waiting for a Willow to show up and sweep her off her feet. You don’t want to disappoint her, do you?”[br]
Willow threw herself into Tara’s arms and kissed her fiercely. Before she stepped away, Tara leaned in to whisper in her ear.[br]
“After you’ve got her…do that buzzing thing with your lips…on her…you know…she’ll like that…trust me.”[br][br][br]
At the Bronze…[br]
“Will! Changing the look not an idle threat with you,” Xander remarked, his wide eyes taking in the sight of his best friend clad entirely in leather. “Oz is a lucky guy.”[br]
“Oh, we broke up,” Willow said, smiling brightly. “And the look isn’t the only thing that’s changed.”[br][br][br]
To Be Continued in
The Chronicles of Dopeygayland: Dopeygayland Spanks Back[br][br]