Title: Love Never Dies
• Author: VmpIrslAr
• Email address:
vmpirslar@gmail.com
• Feedback: Welcomed. Especially spelling, grammatical and storyline errors. I'm a stickler for things like that.
• Distribution: The Kitten Board. Please ask before using.
• Spoilers: Sesaon 4, New Moon Rising onward.
* Acknowlegment: I have been reading fic for over 4 years and I want to thank all the writers that came before for inspiring me to write my own. Their work has been amazing. Honourable mentions include : Krisbo5, Lisa_of_Nine, Katheryn, Darkwiccan and many many more. I also want to thank my beta for asking lots questions and helping me with research into canon.
• Rating: PG-13 - NC-17
• Disclaimer: Willow, Tara and the rest of BTVS/Angel characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy, the WB, UPN, 20th Century Fox and others. However, if they did belong to me this is what I think might happen...
• Summary: I'm a bit old fashioned so I'm following canon with some important twists and changes. The fic will be Willow and Tara centric. Episodes will occur as per canon except when otherwise indicated.
Note: The first two chapters are fluff. They don't have a lot of bearing to my storyline but I thought it would be fun to write. I love smut! Thoughts in italics.
Chapter 1
After Tara blows out the extra flamey candle…
Tara turns in the dark to carefully place the candle without spilling the hot wax onto the nightstand by the bed. Willow soundlessly closes the distance between them and places her arms around Tara’s waist. Willow begins placing soft kisses on the back of Tara’s neck. Tara’s skin tingles and goose bumps rise. Tara leans back and offers her exposed neck to Willow. Willow quickly latches on and alternatively licks and sucks and kisses the proffered flesh.. Her hands begin to expose Tara’s curves beginning with her belly then her sides. They move upward finding their home on Tara’s voluptuous breasts. She softly massages them as she hears Tara’s breathing speed up. Soft moans are emitted from Tara which makes Willow’s nether regions begin to moisten.
Eventually Tara turns around and they face each other, feeling their breaths on each other’s cheeks, warm, moist and filled with desire. The kiss starts softly and cautiously for the soon to be lovers. It quickly becomes more passionate. Hands go everywhere. Willowhands find the hem of Tara’s shirt and pushes it up appreciating the smooth soft skin along the way. She removes Tara’s shirt. She takes the blonde’s hands in hers and guides her onto the bed. Gently pushing her down onto the pile of pillows. Willow removes her own top slowly, teasingly. Luckily Tara’s eyes had a chance to adjust to the darkened room which allow her to see the curves of her lover. She hears the fabric slide over Willows skin and gently swish onto the ground. Willow then takes off her skirt and socks. All she is left with is her bra and panties. Willow climbs onto the bed on all fours. She kisses Tara again. They remove each other’s bras. Willow pulls the draw string of Tara’s pants and slides them down her legs; removing Tara’s socks along the way. Kisses and groping ensue. Willow pauses. “Tara, is this what you want?” whispers Willow anxiously. She was not sure what she would do if Tara told her no. Tara answers her by pulling her in closer.
With the gestured consent, Willow slides her hand down Tara’s left side and catches her underwear strap and moves her hand towards the centre and sneaks under the garment. Feeling soft curls there, she slips her fingers into the hot moist folds between Tara’s thighs. Tara catches her breath as she feels Willow’s cool fingers touch her where no other person has ever touched her. Willow luxuriates in the feel of slick lips. She quickly pulls her hand away and unceremoniously removes Tara’s underwear. She removes her own and kneels in front of Tara. She straddles Tara’s partly opened legs. She tells Tara she loves her and takes Tara’s left hand in her right and places Tara’s hand on her mound. Tara’s fingers move up slowly not sure what Willow wants. “Do you feel that?” Willow moans.
“Yes…” Tara replies feeling how wet Willow is and not believing she had anything to do with how aroused Willow is.
“That’s you baby. That’s how wet you make me. That’s how much I want you and only you.”
Tara ducks her head down to hide in the curtain of blonde hair. Willow immediately moves Tara’s head up so she could look her in the eyes. “Don’t do that. You’re beautiful. I want you.” And with that Willow closes the distance between them and kisses Tara softly on the lips. The kiss quickly becomes more passionate, more forceful. Tara returns the kiss knowing that she is desired by this incredibly beautiful and gentle woman. They lock lips and bodies like that for minutes but it feels like forever.
It’s Willow who finally breaks the kiss and moves her mouth licking and nibbling down Tara’s throat. She is encouraged onwards by the needy moans that are emitted from Tara. On her journey south, Willow comes across the left swell of breast and quickly latches onto a hardened nipple eliciting even louder noises from Tara. She moves onto the right breast with its equally firm nipple, lavishing it with the same adoration as the first. Tara’s hands are moving without her volition, tracing every curve of Willow's back and enjoying the waves of pleasure Willow is giving her with each suckle, nibble and occasional bite.
Satisfied that proper attention has been paid to Tara’s breasts, Willow moves her mouth further downward to the soft curve of Tara’s belly.
“Willow…take me…I…I’m yours.”
Willow knows what Tara wants, what she needs. This was what tonight was about; surrendering, giving and receiving fully physically and emotionally. No more barriers, no dancing around the subject, just two people showing each other how much they love each other. Willow settles between Tara’s legs. She breathes in the scent of her new lover’s arousal. She gently explores the folds of Tara’s apex knowing that this was Tara’s first time. Tara had told her she had other girlfriends but she had never felt comfortable enough to expose herself to anyone in such an intimate way. Willow separates the soft wet petals to expose the passage to Tara’s soul. She kisses the opening reverently and massages the moist opening with her tongue. She licks upward until she can feel Tara’s clitoris. It’s a round smooth pearl. She latches on and Tara jerks and bucks upon contact. Willow demonstrates to Tara that Willowtongue is not only good for Willow babble. Tara bites on her lower lip trying to prolong the sensation. It’s too much for her and she moans Willow’s name out like she is praising a goddess. Tara’s first orgasm hits her like a tidal wave. The pleasure overloads all her senses and she feels the intense euphoria radiating from her crotch.
When Tara finally opens her eyes, she finds herself held in Willow’s strong arms.
“Willow…mmm…when did you move?”
Willow gives her a devilish smile and whisper in her ear “I was worried there for a second, I think you passed out. I’ve never done that to anyone before. Which of course I have not because you are the only woman I’ve ever slept with. And the only woman I will ever sleep with. And the only person too, cuz gay now.”
“Shhh…” breathes Tara to silence the redhead with a light kiss which inevitably deepens lustily. Tongues caress each other. Willow shifts her body so she is lying over Tara again. It is Tara who breaks the kiss this time. “Willow, I want to make you feel what I felt…”
Willow places a finger on Tara’s lips, feeling a warm breath on the pad of her finger. Tara takes the opportunity to run her tongue over it and takes in the digit to suck on it.
“Tara, tonight is about you. I want to make up for how I’ve treated you.”
The redhead then shifts her right thigh so it is position between Tara’s legs and moves her whole body upward. Her thigh glides firmly over Tara’s perineum eliciting the response Willows hopes for.
“Willow” whimpers Tara.
Willow beings a rhythmic sliding of her thigh which glistens with more of Tara’s juices at each pass.
Tara juices…mmm… I could drink that forever.
End chapter 1
Chapter 2
Scene between the Yoko Factor and Primevil…. After the scoobie fight…
Knock. Knock. “Tara are you in there? We’re leaving.” Willow stated after knocking on the bathroom door. Tara opened the door and stepped out.
“Well it was nice talking to you Anya, Are you coming out too?”
“No, it’s sort of nice in here. I’ll just wait til Xander comes to get me.”
With that, Willow takes Tara’s hand and guides her out of Giles' house without making eye contact with Buffy or Xander. As they walked down the sidewalk, Tara could see that Willow was fuming. She focused straight ahead and was holding onto the blonde’s hand more firmly than usual. Plus she had not taken her computer with her.
“Willow, are you okay?” asked Tara.
“Fine. I just want to get as far away from there as possible.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“No.”
“Okay.” They walked in silence for a few minutes.
“You know Tara, I just can’t believe how narrow minded they are. Why can’t they be happy for me and you’re a wonderful person and my girlfriend.”
“Maybe…”
“I knew Buffy was freaked. She kept calling me 'Will' like she didn’t know me anymore when I told her. What am I now 'Will' from Will and Grace? Cuz other than the gay thing, I am nothing like Will. For starters he’s a he! Oh…it just makes my blood boil. And Xander and Anya…it’s okay cuz she’s a demon because Buffy’s dated demons before. I mean everyone Xander and Buffy have ever dated have tried to kill them at one point or another! So they shouldn't talk about unconventional. I mean do you have to turn all evily and torture everyone or transport us into a different dimension for them to accept you... I mean us? Sheesh!”
“Wi-Willow, calm down.” Tara stops and tugs at Willow’s hand to stop the redhead.
“Come here baby.” Tara closes the distance between them to give her a hug. The feisty redhead calms down with the contact.
I always feel so safe when I’m in your arms baby.
“I-I’m sure you guys will work things out. May...maybe you need to sp-speak to Buffy and find out what she me-means.”
“I know what she means. She...no, they can’t handle the fact that I have a GIRLfriend!”
Tara wrinkles her brow.
I don’t want Willow to have to choose between her friends and me. Because I know Willow will choose them.
“Let’s just get back to your room, baby.” Willow walks in silence with Tara for the rest of the way to her dorm room.
They change into their pj’s and snuggle up in bed.
“I love snuggles with you Tara. I always feel safe and loved when you are wrapped around me.”
“You are…loved I mean.” Tara gives Willow a squeeze. “Now let’s get some sl-sleep.”
Willow snuggles in and is soon sleeping soundly. Unfortunately, sleep doesn’t come as easily for Tara. She wants to memorize the vision of Willow sleeping in her arms. Although Willow has told her she loves her, Tara worries that the scoobie fight might be too much for Willow to handle. And when push comes to shove, Tara knew she’d be the one shoved out.
End Chapter 2