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IM BACK!!! Yes, I am back....I didnt die or anything like that....
I've been....it's been hell to write this chapter....but Im happy with it...or almost all of it... so I hope you like it....
CHAPTER 6- Home…
Minutes later, both girls were standing in the driveway of…home.
The garden as still as beautiful as they remembered it. The grass was shiny and short, the roses were in their full glory just like the last time Willow had been in the house, and filled the air with their perfume. The house looked new, if that was even possible…
The house was a castle, their castle… Three floors, lots of windows, a big backyard to play, a living room, a huge library, dining room, a kitchen, a basement to pretend it was the dungeons…a front porch with a swing to enjoy the sunsets…
“Wanna go inside…my Queen Tara?” Willow looked at her lover and extended her hand. The blonde looked surprised at hearing that old nickname from their childhood when they used to pretend the house was their castle and them were Queens.
“You called me…” Tara gave her that smiled that was only for Willow and grabbed the offered hand. “You haven’t called me that since we were kids.”
“It is true, my love. But you were always my beautiful Queen…Do you want to go back to our castle?”
“Always as long you are by my side, my Queen Willow…”
“I’ll always be by your side, Tara.”
The girls walked the path to the porch, only stopping to stare at the swing for a moment before Willow pulled out of her pocket the key and put it in the lock. The redhead waited, she was breathing hard but she calmed down a bit when Tara placed her hand on top of Willow, offering her silent support.
Everything was just like they remembered. The hall, covered in pictures of the whole group of friends (Willow, Tara, Kelly and Amanda), the stairway that led to the upper floors, the hallway to the library and the basement, the living room to their left (it was a bit different. The couches were replaced with two black leather couches, the TV was replaced with the latest flat TV). The dining and the kitchen were on their right… The familiar perfume of the roses from the front yard always invaded the house and it still felt like home…
They WERE at home…
“Home…” Willow muttered and swallowed her tears while she walked around the living room. One of her hands was still holding Tara as if her life depended on it while the other reached out to touch the fornitures…
“Yes, home, Willow…”
They stopped in front of the bookshelf that was in the corner of the room. There were some books but it was mostly filled with pictures and photo albums.
“Remember this?” Willow grabbed one of the pictures and held it for her lover to see. Willow, Tara, Kelly and Amanda were in the picture at the age of 5. Kelly and Amanda were smiling widely side by side while Willow and Tara we both smiling shyly, their hands entwined behind their backs, and their faces were completely red…
“Of course I remember this day, Will. It was summer. We were 5 years old…” Tara trailed off and gulped some air.
“Only a few minutes before the picture was taken you gave me a red rose and said that it reminded you of me, but that it wasn’t as pretty as I was…” Willow filled in the blank that Tara didn’t seem to be able to fill.
“I did say that…I still believe that. And you took my hand and kissed my cheek. Remember?” Tara’s smile was so big that the blonde thought her cheeks would hurt later.
“I remember, baby.” Willow winked, then leaned in and placed a sweet kiss on her girlfriend’s lips.
After they pulled apart, Willow placed the picture back in its place and they walked towards the stairs…one step at the time…
Willow’s heart was beating faster and faster. This was her home, the only home she ever knew…One small part of her was expecting to hear her grandmother making tea in the kitchen while talking to Diane, like when they were kids, liked the last time they were together in that house…
Something similar was happening to Tara. There were so many memories, so many feelings inside that house…So many images were rising in front of her eyes like a film…One part of her was expecting to smell Lillian’s cookies, or to find the older woman enjoying the peaceful afternoon with the other Elders from the coven in the backyard… She knew Willow was receiving a big blow right now and Tara wanted to be there for her. But another part of her wasn’t sure of what to do, because she was feeling it too…It was a big blow for her too…
Deep inside, Tara was wondering about her role from now on…Willow wanted her to go and live with her in the house? Everything was going to be like that from now on…Willow in her house and Tara would still live with Buffy and Faith? Tara shook her head. Right now wasn’t the time to think about that, now she had to be there for her girlfriend…
Willow opened the master bedroom’s door and looked at Tara. The blonde followed inside. The room was a little different from what Willow remembered. The bed was replaced with a four posted shiny oak bed, it was covered with black satin sheets and matching duvet. By the large window there was a black leather armchair that matched the couches from downstairs. There was a large mirror in the corner of the room. The bathroom door and walk-in closet doors were still of the same color, just like the night tables and the chest at the foot of the bed.
“I so hope this wasn’t my dad’s decision…That would be too creepy,” Willow commented, trying to make a joke, as she sat on the bed.
“I don’t think your dad has such a good taste, Will,” Tara joked too. “You don’t like it, honey?” The blonde’s mind had life of its own and right now it was tempting her with all the things they could do on top of those soft silky sheets…
“I do, baby, that is not even an issue…it’s just…I don’t know…” Willow looked around. “You think that this place can be home for us again? You really think we could make this our home again…without…”
“Without them?” The redhead nodded silently. “Honestly, anywhere we are…if you’re with me, anywhere is home, Will…And yes, without them, it will be hard. But I guess it’s a matter of getting used to it. I do think we can make this place our home again, Will, this place IS home, Will…cant you feel it?”
“I know…I can feel it…I can feel it calling at me, my soul wants me, no, begs me to come back… I need it to find peace…”
“I understand, my love, trust me I do…This is your home, Willow…”
“No. This is OUR home, Tara, not…mine. Ours. I don’t want to be here without you,” Willow said firmly to her lover, her eyes expressing much more than her words. “So I’m asking you. Do you want to make a home here with me? I won’t be mad if you think we shouldn’t live together for now, but I want to know…will you take that step with me?”
“Willow Rosenberg, how do you even doubt that I don’t want to make a home with you? You’re my soulmate, honey. I love you more than anything in the world. I would love to make a home with you.”
“I love you so much, Tare. You have no idea how much, baby.” Willow leaned in and kissed her girlfriend with all the love she could muster, caressing Tara’s lips slightly, then a little harder. The tip of Willow’s tongue caressed Tara’s bottom lip, asking for an entrance that Tara gladly conceded…
“I do have an idea of how much you love me, Will, ‘cause I love you just as much…” Tara whispered to her lover, after pulling away only an inch, enough to rest her forehead against Willow’s.
Willow thought.
“Will, what are you thinking? I know that face…” Tara said and gave her a little smile.
The redhead didn’t answer. Instead, she cupped Tara’s face with her hands and brought their lips together again into a passionate kiss. Lips, tongues, saliva…thousands of tiny sensors were sending thousands of messages of pleasure to the brain while they kissed…their souls were making love in some other realm…
“I was thinking of you, baby…” Willow said after pulling away, her lips red and swollen from the intense kissing. “I always think of you.”
Willow’s phone rang in her pocket and the redhead pulled it out.
“Hello? Oh Kelly, it’s you. Yes, Tara’s with me. What you want?” Willow smiled when Tara took off her shoes, crawled on top of the bed and sat behind Willow. The blonde began to massage the redhead’s shoulders sensually, placing short kisses along the length of Willow’s neck and shoulders… “We’re home, Kell-doll…No, not Buffy’s…” There was a silence on the other end of the line. “Yes, home, Kelly, home…”
Tara began to put more passion into her kisses. Her hands found their way to the front of Willow’s shirt and started unbuttoning the shirt. The tips of the blonde’s fingers teased the skin of Willow’s stomach, causing her to giggle. Slowly, the blonde’s hand cupped her girlfriend’s cotton clad breasts and her thumbs started to stroke Willow’s nipples through the fabric of the bra…
“Yes, Kell, we are, we are…ask me again in five minutes…shit…” Tara took a piece of flesh between her lips and started sucking on Willow’s pulse point. She knew there would be a huge mark, but she didn’t care, she wanted to mark her soulmate…and wanted to be marked in return so the world would see they were taken…
Willow’s phone hit the floor and Tara laughed at Willow’s attempts to pick it up.
“Sorry, Kell. I dropped the phone, yeah…Seems like my girlfriend doesn’t know how to behave anymore…Yeah, sure…No idea but we’re going back for sure, all our stuff are there…Yes…”
Tara laid back on the bed and propped herself on her elbows while she stared at Willow with a raised eyebrow. She was giving her lover her best sexy look and she was hoping that it would work…
“Okay, yeah, maybe we’ll celebrate a little later…Okay…See ya later. Bye, Kell-doll.”
Willow left her phone on top of the chest at the foot of the bed and turned to look at her girlfriend. “You little…You don’t know how to behave, do ya?”
Tara squealed when her smaller girlfriend jumped on top of her and straddled her thighs. Willow took advantage of the giggling blonde and pinned her hands onto the bed above her head and leaned in so their breasts were barely touching and their faces were only a few inches apart…
“If…someone hadn’t corrupted me…I was innocent…” Tara said teasingly.
“Oh really? Well, maybe you need to be punished then, don’t you think?”
“You wouldn’t dare,” Tara said in mock outrage.
“OH yeah, I would…”
The girls started struggling. Tara was trying to get free and Willow was using every spot she could find to tickle her girlfriend. Both girls were laughing and having so much fun, like they haven’t had in a long time…as if the events of the day hadn’t happened…Finally Willow fell on top of Tara, they both were breathing heavily and more tired than they thought they were…
“Please…no more…My body can’t…take it,” Willow breathed out.
“Funny. You usually beg for more, Will,” Tara teased. “Ya know…I have this crazy idea…”
Willow lifted her head from Tara’s chest to listen.
“I’m listening…”
“Well, it’s crazy because it’s not something WE would do…”
“Whatever it is…I’m with ya…” Willow jumped from the bed and pulled her girlfriend with her and ran out of the room and the house, only to realize she had left door unlock and she still have her shirt open… Willow ran into the car screaming while Tara laughed her ass off.
****
“Tare, are you sure about this?” Willow asked, standing in front of the shop. “I don’t want you to regret it later.”
“I am. You?” Tara asked and held her hand up in the air for Willow to take. The redhead took the offered hand and looked at her.
“Always.”
****
The front door opened and Willow and Tara entered the house, knowing their friends were already there, probably waiting for them to have dinner.
“Finally, we were about to eat without you guys,” Buffy told them.
“Sorry, Buff, we were kinda busy,” Willow said.
“Come, let’s eat guys,” Buffy said and left to the dining room.
“Yeah, we’ll be right there, Buff. We’re gonna wash up,” Willow said before following her girlfriend upstairs. The redhead went to the bathroom and then went back to their bedroom.
Tara was in front of the mirror, her t-shirt was on the bed and she was checking herself out.
“Please, tell me you don’t regret it,” Willow said and Tara turned to see Willow locking the door. The redhead walked to her girlfriend, slowly unbuttoning her shirt and threw in onto the bed to join Tara’s. “Because I don’t. I love it. I don’t even feel it anymore…It doesn’t hurt, it’s not sore or anything.”
“Maybe our little make out session in the car healed us both, mine is completely healed. Come, touch it…”
Willow closed the space between them and reached out slowly to touch the tattoo on Tara’s chest, right above her breast. It was a butterfly, black and emerald green, to match Willow’s eyes. The redhead traced every single line with her fingertip and her smile grew bigger when Tara reached out and did the same to her own tattoo. The redhead had also a butterfly, the same kind but black and blue, to match Tara’s eyes.
Since entering the tattoo shop, both girls kept their hands joined, they eyes were looking into the other’s and no words were necessary between them. They barely flinched when the needles marked their skin, they barely noticed there were other people around…
There was a shock of electricity that ran between them, a sensual shock that ran from the tip of their toes to the tip of their fingers…It was impossible to avoid, they always felt like that, every time they touched, even if it was an innocent gesture like hold hands… and the make-out session in the car hadn’t helped at all…
“I want you so bad, sweetie…” Tara whispered. Her breath hot and heavy hit Willow right in the face and she was staring at Willow through heavy eyelids… “I can’t stand it anymore…”
“I know, me neither…” Willow whispered back, still admiring the piece of body art on her lover’s chest. She was also admiring the goose bumps in Tara’s skin, the heavy breathing, her chest going up and down, up and down, the way both hearts were beating fast, like drums in perfect rhythm, and the way their nipples were standing erect through the fabric of their bras…
“But we can’t, they guys are downstairs…waiting for us…” Tara tried to pull away but she couldn’t, her body needed Willow…so much…
“We’ll talk to them tomorrow…forget about them now…”
*****
“I don’t think they’re coming down, do you guys?” Buffy asked the others. They were in the living room after dinner, just relaxing and talking.
“No, they’re not. But I bet they’re goin’ down…on each other.” Faith chuckled and went to the kitchen to throw her empty beer bottle in the trash.
Kelly laughed and relaxed in her seat. Amanda was still drinking from her beer bottle by her side and her free hand was holding Kelly’s.
“Would you like some coffee, guys? I have the sudden urge for coffee,” Buffy said.
“Nah, I’m cool.” Amanda lifted her beer bottle a little to show she still had some.
“I would like some, Buffy,” Kelly said.
“Be right back, guys. I gotta change,” Faith said and went upstairs.
“I’ll be right back as well,” Buffy said and went to the kitchen for coffee.
“So, they’re moving to Lillian’s house?” Amanda asked her girlfriend while playing with Kelly’s hair.
“Yep. I called Willow today and they were there. I don’t know the whole deal…She didn’t really explain much,” Kelly said.
“They’re going home, love,” Amanda said and nuzzled her girlfriend’s neck with her nose.
“Yes, they are, sweetie…” Kelly pulled out a royal purple velvet bag from her jacket pocket. It was the size of a tennis ball and Amanda’s eyes widened in surprise when she saw it. “Love you, babe.”
“I love you too, hon…Oh, you didn’t have to…Is there a special occasion that I forgot?” The brunette took the present and held it in front of her.
“Nope. No special occasion. I just felt like getting my girl a present, that’s all,” Kelly said and kissed Amanda’s cheek. “C’mon, open it…hope you like it.”
Amanda pulled at the golden string and gasped when she saw what there was inside the little velvet bag. It was a white pearl of the size of a tennis ball…there was a mysterious glow on the pearl and it just took Amanda’s breath away…
“Kelly…wow…”
“Like it?” Kelly looked at her hopefully.
“I love it, Doll…” The brunette kissed her girlfriend with passion and hugged her with her free arm. “Thank you so much.”
“I’m glad you like it,” Kelly said, satisfied with herself.
“Kell, you’re spoiling me…”
“I know, I like it.” Kelly grinned smugly and kissed her girlfriend again.
“Is it…real, Kelly?” Amanda asked while inspecting the pearl.
“It is. My friend Ramora got it for me,” Kelly answered.
“Ramora? The mermaid?” Amanda’s jaw hit the floor.
“Yes. She and her sisters blessed the pearl with good fortune,” Kelly said.
“Goddess, Kelly…you called the mermaids…for me?”
“Babe, I would go up there and kick Zeus’s ass for you,” Kelly said seriously. “I’d go and tell Aphrodite that she’s ugly, for you. And besides, they owed me a favor.”
“Well, I love it…I love you, Doll…” Amanda leaned in and kissed her girlfriend again, instantly deepening the kiss. The brunette brought up her hand to tangle her fingers in Kelly’s hair and pull her girlfriend closer.
By the time Buffy came back with a tray with the coffee and brownies Amanda had made that same afternoon, the brunette was straddling Kelly and Kelly’s hands were on her girlfriend’s ass…
“You’re worse than Willow and Tara,” Buffy joked and sat, placing the tray on the coffee table.
“Sorry, we kinda got carried away,” Kelly said as Amanda slid off her lap, placing the new present in her jacket pocket before Buffy could see it. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to share with her friends but…that kind of present felt too…intimate to share it with any other person than Kelly. So she didn’t.
“Okay, guys, I’m outta here,” Faith said as she put on her leather jacket.
“Going clubbing, Faith?” Kelly asked.
“Yeah, kinda…”
“Where are you going, Faith?” Amanda asked her.
“Okay, don’t laugh…I got a date.” Faith didn’t look at her friends, who were looking at her open mouthed.
“You mean a date-date?” Amanda asked.
“Yes. Now you guys can laugh…” Faith said and looked away again.
“We’re not, Faith. Good luck on your date,” Buffy said.
“Thanks, B. By the way, after my date I’m going to Gin’s place, there’s a party, so I’m not comin’ back tonight,” Faith said before grabbing her keys from the little table by the door. “See ya guys.”
After Faith left, the group of friends locked gases.
“Wow…Surprises never end,” Amanda said.
“Yeah…Did the world stop spinning, love?” Kelly asked her girlfriend and squealed when a pillow hit her head. “Hey!” Kelly glared playfully at Buffy. “It’s true!” She laughed.
“I know but don’t laugh. She will never admit it but she’s actually nervous about this,” Buffy commented. “Dates are new territory.”
“Uncharted territory…it’s understandable,” Amanda commented.
“Babe, it’s getting late. We should go back,” Kelly said after a few minutes.
“Yes, we should…”
*****
Later that night, two figures walked downstairs looking for something to eat. Willow and Tara were wearing their robes to cover their naked bodies, and were looking to refill their energy with some food. They felt giddy, amazingly in love. This day had been full of feelings…confusion, sadness, surprise, vulnerability, the rush of doing something crazy, the sweet ecstasy of their slow tender but passionate love making and the lusty sex that followed…Now they were hungry. And happy. And strangely enough, they weren’t tired at all… it was as if they were high on life…
“Want a sandwich, honey?” Tara asked her girlfriend, who was sitting on one of the stools.
“I’d love one, baby,” Willow said as she went to the living room to get her laptop. The redhead went back to the kitchen and started checking her emails while Tara made some sandwiches. Willow looked up. “Oh, baby, don’t forget-”
“I’ll put mayo in yours, I know, love,” Tara cut her off.
The blonde smiled at her lover and returned to her task. Willow started at her for a minute, it was such a…domestic image. And Willow loved the fact that Tara looked so mother-like while doing that kind of things…she would be a great mother, that was for sure…
“Here you go, sweetie.” Tara placed a plate with two sandwiches for her and two for Willow. Then she poured some orange juice for Willow and apple juice for her and sat down in front of her lover. “Don’t eat too fast, Will, I don’t want your tummy hurting.”
“Yes, mum,” Willow replied jokingly.
“Very funny, Will,” Tara said.
They are in silence until Tara began to giggle uncontrollably. Willow looked at her as if asking what was so funny and Tara pointed at her.
“What?”
“You worse than a child, Willow Rosenberg.” Tara walked around the kitchen island, grabbed a napkin and started to clean the mayo from Willow’s cheeks. “I don’t know why you always end up covered in mayo, honey,” Tara added as she cleaned her face like a mother would. “Now, that’s better.” Tara placed a sweet kiss on the tip of Willow’s nose and walked back to her stool.
“I’m not a child,” Willow said in a small voice, a small pout forming in her lips.
“No, you’re worse,” Tara teased.
“I’m not,” the redhead protested, a full pout in her lips now.
“Yes, you are, honey…and I love that about you.” Tara stood up and walked around the island again so she could kiss Willow chastely on the lips. Willow grabbed Tara’s waist and pulled her closer so Tara was standing between the redhead’s legs.
“I love you too, Tare,” Willow said and kissed her again. “You’re gonna be an awesome mum, you know that, don’t you?”
“You think so?” Tara asked. She wasn’t surprised by the comment at all.
“I know so, Tara, I know you will.”
“We both will. You’re gonna be great too, Will,” Tara said while stroking her lover’s hair.
“I’m not so sure about that…Probably not gonna do such a great job.”
“No, you will be amazing, honey. We’re gonna be amazing, together…” Tara said and looked into her lover’s eyes.
“Of course, we’re gonna be amazing together, baby…” Willow agreed. The redhead smiled and brought up her hand to interlock her fingers into Tara’s hair so she could pull her down for a sweet kiss.
They stood there enjoying the soft contact of their lips moving against each other, neither girl deepening the kiss yet…until Willow parted her lips so their tongues could meet again. Tara gladly followed her and their tongues began another slow dance, caressing each other and exploring the other’s well known mouth.
Somehow, Willow’s hands found their way to Tara’s ass, after opening the blonde’s robe, causing Tara to moan into the kiss and get even closer to her girlfriend. Tara’s hands were massing Willow’s shoulders and neck while stroking her hair at the same time.
“You really will be a wonderful…completely awesome, hot mum, Tara,” Willow told her while tracing a path down Tara’s jaw line and neck with her lips as her hands squeezed the flesh of Tara’s ass before traveling up, caressing the curve of Tara’s hips and waist until she reached her favorite part in her lover’s body.
Tara moaned into the kiss again when Willow cupped her breasts and started teasing the now erect nipples with her thumbs.
“You will too, baby,” Tara whispered, arching her back into the contact of her lover’s hands. Willow’s mouth was now on her collarbone, kissing and stroking the flesh with her tongue.
“One day, babe…after college…” Willow reached her final objective. The redhead started to trace with her lips and tongue the lines of Tara’s tattoo…every line made with ink was a promise made to her soulmate, a promise of love and loyalty…and eternity…
“Deal, Will…Goddess, baby…”
“Let’s go back upstairs? Buffy and Faith must be home and don’t want them-” Willow was dragged back to their room by an eager Tara…
Okay guys...that was the Chapter.... I hope you liked it!!!
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I don't know why you think it wasn't.. Loved the way you went from scene to scene showing us everything that was happening on that busy day.
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When I read that, it reminded me of the "genuine-molded plastic" comment she made in Season 5....and that only made me laugh harder!
