The Proposal Plan By: AstronSoul Disclaimer: I do not own any of these Characters, just borrowed them for a time. Rating: PG - NC-17 (will vary per chapter) Couples: W/T Summary: Time to start scouting the city for wedding package prices. Buffy gets a nice surprise, and Faith shows her softer side.
Chapter 10
Buffy pounded on the punching bag, she’d been frustrated for weeks, having no contact with Riley. Grunting she hit the bag once more, letting it fly off the hinges. She looked at her watch, it was almost six am. “Well guess I should eat something…” With no sleep she trudged upstairs to make a bowl of cereal. As she walked into the kitchen, she ticked off a list in her head; ‘No Riley for two months, no sex, no nothing. What is a girl to do?’ Absent-mindedly pulling out a bowl from the cupboard, taking the milk out of the fridge; she began to make her cereal.
The slayer sat down at the counter to begin eating when she heard the click of the front door, leaping up she ran to the door. On the other side of the door Riley was trying to be quiet so he didn’t wake anyone, when the door was ripped open; a blond blur tackling him to the porch floor. They both grunted as they made contact, trying to catch their breath. “RILEY!” The blond screamed as a smile spread on her face, dipping her head she pressed her lips to his. Riley smiled against his girl’s lips, wrapping arms around her slender waist. As they both pulled back for air he chuckled, “Somehow I think you missed me.”
Buffy nodded as she helped her boyfriend off the floor, hugging him tightly. “You have no idea, I’m just glad you are here!” They walked into the house, smiling from ear to ear as they entered the kitchen. About thirty seconds later Faith ran in, stake in hand. “Something wrong, I heard screaming?” She looked between Buffy and Riley, slumping over as she eyed them. “No emergency…” She scowled at Buffy then ran back upstairs, remembering she was just in boxers and a tank top.
They both laugh, sitting down so Buffy can enjoy her breakfast, “So everything good on the home front?” Riley was leaning on his elbows watching the blond scarf down food. She nodded as she shoveled cereal into her mouth. “It’s been normal, minus Tara and Willow fighting. Killing a human-like demon, then Willow being kidnapped, the usual more or less.” He laughs, shaking his head knowing it was true that is how it usual was around Sunny Dale. “SO tell me, how did the proposal go?” The slayer smiled, leaning closer as she began recalling everything that had happened from just before the proposal.
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Dracus paced his penthouse suite, wondering where the hell the witch hunter was. He had sent a man out earlier to the location of the apartments, but no word back as of yet. Downing his coffee he moved to the windows, staring out at the streets below. Humans going about their early morning errands, sneering he shakes his head. He had a bad feeling something went horribly wrong. In his hand was his cell phone, fiddling with it he was about to make a call when it buzzed.
Flipping it open, “Dracus speaking,” there was silence for a moment before a deep voice was heard. “Your little plans keep failing, do I need to bring in outside help, or are you going to actually do something useful?” The man’s eyes went wide, swallowing audibly. “Sir, I have other ways of getting rid of the witches. I just need more time.” Again there was silence, he started to fidget waiting. “You have two months to kill one or both of the witches, if they marry, you will be the one I will wipe off the face of this forsaken planet!” A sharp hiss came from the receiver, and then a click as his boss hung up. Rubbing his neck he walked into his office, sitting down he pulled out a black book. “Alright two months, guess I have to do everything.” Opening the book he starts to make notes.
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The sunlight shone through the blinds at just the right angle, Tara blinked trying to move away from the rays of sunlight. But she found that she couldn’t move, pinning her down as a mass color of red on her chest. She moved a few strands of hair from her girlfriend’s face as she watched her sleep, the smaller witch’s face buried in her chest. “No, fry the tadpoles. Send in the mole men…not the chicken grease, fry in the bat grease.” The blond tried not to laugh; Willow’s early morning rants were well known to her but still made her laugh. Biting her bottom lip with a soft gasp as the redhead nuzzled her breasts, trying not to moan at the caress.
Willow slowly started to stir, feeling the warmth of the sun on her back. She nuzzled into what she thought was her pillow, hearing a small gasp her eyes fluttered open. Blinking at the sudden light she lifted her head, realizing her pillow was her fiancé. “Mmmm morning,” smiling at the blond who seemed to already be awake. “Morning sweetie, sleep well?” Willow nodded before placing a good morning kiss on what she would consider the softest lips in the world. ‘Her lips are like rose petals’ Willow thought to herself, getting a goofy grin.
The blond quirked a brow, “Oh what’s going on in that busy head of yours baby?” She wrapped her arms around her lover as the redhead leaned toward her ear. “That your lips are like rose petals, so very soft.” Purring the words Willow gently nipped Tara’s earlobe before pulling back. The larger witch moaned softly, running a hand up and down the redhead’s back. “I could say the same for your lips sweetie, very soft indeed.” Kissing her redheaded goddess once more she began to get out of bed, looking at the clock it was already nine am. If they wanted to go talk to the caterer’s, as well as the hotel they needed to get up now.
The smaller girl pouted at the suddenly vacated spot on the bed, looking up at the blond wanting her to come back. “Hey morning snuggles are so not done, where are you going?” Tara slipped on her robe as she turned around, “I’m going to take a shower, feel free to join me…” She winks as she slips out the door into the hall way, padding across to the bathroom. Quickly going inside and shutting the door behind her, making sure not to lock it.
Willow sat on the bed for a moment, shaking her head she quickly rose up with a smirk on her face. She slipped into her robe, sticking her head out the door she looked to see if anyone was out; after determining no one was about she dashed for the bathroom. As she entered the water was already running, taking the robe off; she sneaks up to the curtain. The blond was humming to herself as she squeezed some shampoo into her hand, running her hands through her hair. The redhead quietly slips into the shower, wrapping her arms around her lover’s slick body. Tara jumps a bit then leans back feeling the strong slender arms around her, “Snuck up on me this time.” Her hands dropped to cover Willow’s, rubbing them as the water hits their bodies.
The smaller girl moves her fingers through the taller witch’s hair, beginning to rinse the shampoo out. “So what all are we doing today love?” Tara closes her eyes, reveling in the feel of her lover’s hands in her hair. Getting lost in the sensation of fingertips on her scalp, “Oh what…oh what are we doing today? We are speaking to the caterer’s and hotels about what we want for the wedding. And what prices are offered.” Willow nuzzles the woman’s neck as she leans forward to grab the soap, lathering her hands she begins to soap up her girlfriend’s body.
Pressing her breasts into the blonde’s back; hands moving over the taut muscles of the girl’s stomach, leaving a trail of soap behind as she cleans her fiancé. Fingers kneading wet skin as they move down over Tara’s hips, being suddenly turned around she finds her back pushed up against the cool tile of the shower wall. Willow’s lips assaulting the other witch’s neck, sliding a hand over the woman’s hip and thigh; eliciting soft moans from the blond.
“W-willow…” Tara couldn’t say anything else as she felt her lover caress her sex, fingers teasing between her wet lips. The redhead pushes into her love, sliding a finger into the blonde’s core. As both women start to move against each other the bathroom door opened, hearing footsteps Willow stilled all her movements. The sound of the toilet seat being picked up was heard, few minutes later a flush and they both screamed.
“Oh Shit…so sorry guys, Oh damn I’m out…I’m gone was…never here!” Faith’s voice carried over the shower curtain as they heard a door slam. Tara quickly moved the shower head so the water was away from them, groaning the redhead slide her finger out from inside her. “I am so looking forward to getting our own place.” The redhead stated through gritted teeth, leaning over she washed her lover’s legs before grabbing the soap to clean her-self up.
Tara stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her-self; thinking about their own place. Willow quickly cleaned up; stepping out of the tub she smiled as she wrapped a towel around herself. The other woman was brushing her wet hair, letting it air dry as she looked at Willow from the mirror. “Should we look at what’s around while we are out, to see what we can afford?” The smaller girl nodded, grabbing her brush. “Yeah, sounds like a good idea. Honestly the sooner we have our own place the better, that way more privacy.” They continued to discuss their plans for the day as they got ready for the day.
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Anya poured herself another cup of coffee, yawning from having only four hours of sleep in the past two days. Xander had already gone off to work, having decided he had enough of Anya’s crazed ideas. She sat at the table looking at her list, reading off each thing written;
Karaoke Strippers Alcohol Dancing Truth or Dare Lap dances Bar Crawl The Bronze Guests
Slowly she started to cross off some of the items on the list, figuring she wanted to stay in the witches good graces; in case they decide to turn her into a bunny. Circling ‘The Bronze’ as well as ‘Karaoke’, circling one more item she got a gleam in her eyes. “This will be fun, insane and they will just love it!” She giggles as she picks up her keys and cell phone, remembering she needs to stop by the Magick Shop before she does anymore planning she heads out the door.
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Faith walked hastily into the kitchen, bumping into Buffy and Riley again. She looked flush; the other two looked at her with confusion written on their faces. “Before you two say anything, I walked in on Will and T…in the shower!” Her face got redder, ducking her head in the fridge to cool off as she grabbed some orange juice; downing the whole carton in one gulp. “Don’t ask, don’t tell…and for fuck sake no teasing.” The brunette was not up for teasing, she didn’t care if she interrupted Buffy and her boyfriend. However walking in the witches was something she never wanted to do, ever.
The couple stared at the other slayer, busting out laughing knowing she would not let herself forget this. “Faith, you really walked in on them? I mean come on they rarely are quiet, didn’t you hear anything?” Buffy smirked, leaning against Riley as she waited for a response. “I heard the shower, but D had said she would take a shower and well um yeah thought it was her, till I flushed.” If her cheeks could get any redder she would have matched a fire truck’s paint job. Clearing her throat she threw the carton away, looking around for Dawn. “Say where is D anyway?”
The couple shrugged not knowing where the young woman was, giving each other a look they smiled. “We are gonna head out Faith, if you need anything call Dawn or Will…even Tara. We won’t be available.” Riley smiled taking Buffy’s hand, leading her out of the kitchen. “Yeah yeah, go fuck your brains out, god knows B needs it.” She muttered under her breath, moving about the kitchen Faith began the makings of a very large six egg omelet; stuffed with onion, cheese and ham. As she heated up the pan, scrambling the eggs the two witches walked through the kitchen door.
“Morning Faith,” Tara stated, “Have a good night?” The blond witch smiled, remembering the noises they heard coming from Dawn and Faith’s room the night before. Willow mumbled her good morning and sat down after getting a cup of hot coffee. “Yeah pretty good, you two have a good one?” She wouldn’t look up from making her omelet, smirking to herself at the same time wondering if the witches ever don’t do it. “Yes, it was a VERY restful night and morning.”
The redhead chuckled at the insinuation, smiling she looked at the stove. “When did you start cooking Faith, I don’t recall ever seeing you make anything?” The tall slayer started laughing, “Well when the council sends you on so many missions away from certain people’s food cooking…” Winks at Tara, “You get sick of chain food, so you start learning how to make simple things.” She flipped the omelet with precision which earned a round of applause from the two other women.
Serving up her omelet on a plate she sat down next to Willow, digging into her food with eagerness. Tara moved to the stove then turning to Willow, “What do you want for breakfast baby?” Faith snorted, “Like you have to ask her…let me guess Red, pancakes in funny shapes right?” the smaller girl nodded smiling, Faith chuckled as she began eating again. The blond moved about the kitchen, getting the ingredients needed for pancakes.
The women moved around the kitchen in a comfortable silence, hearing a thud upstairs the witches look at Faith with a confused look. “That would be Buffy and Riley, he came home today.” She rolled her eyes, clearly not liking the idea. “I guess it’s a good thing we will be gone most of the day then.” Willow stated as a stack of funny shaped pancakes graced her eyes, picking up the maple syrup the redheaded witch dug in. “What are you two gonna be doing?” Faith put her dishes in the dishwasher, turning around and leaning on the counter arms crossed over her chest.
Tara moved to sit next to Willow as she began to eat, setting down her plate. “We are going to go talk to the caterers and hotels about pricing and packages. With Willow’s job, and just having one of her programs bought we are pretty much set.” She began to eat again, noticing Faith nod she smiled. “What will you be doing Faith?” The tall woman shruged, “Well I gotta find D, she disappeared to who knows where, then I dunno will figure out something.” “Isn’t today Dawnie’s finals?” the blond asked taking a bite, grabbing her juice to take a drink.
The dark haired woman planted her hand in the middle of her forehead with a loud smack, shaking her head as if she was an idiot. “I knew I forgot something today. Yeah she has finals, gees you would think I could remember that.” Now rubbing her forehead she smiles, “I’m gonna go get take out for lunch and meet her, give her a surprise.” She hugged both witches before quickly exciting the kitchen. The witches smiled at each other as they watched the slayer leave; giggling at the new side of Faith they were seeing.
“Ever think Faith would be like this, all thoughtful and caring?” Willow asked placing dirty dishes in the dishwasher. “Honestly, I was hoping she would. She gives such a tough exterior, I think Dawnie is rubbing off on her.” Both girls giggle as they head upstairs; entering their room they begin to gather their purses and things for the day. “Where do you want to go first, its eleven thirty right now?” Tara picked up a small dark purple notepad, flipping through the pages seeing the two caterers they agreed, as well as a few hotels with ball rooms. “Let’s go to Emma’s first, then to Marco’s. After that we can go by ear.”
Grabbing the keys to her new Ford Cobra, a grinning redhead winked at her love. “We are using my new car today, I wanna see how she handles quick trips.” The blond chuckled, taking Willow’s hand as they made their way outside. Sitting in the drive way, shining under the California sun was a sleek silver Cobra. After selling a Data Software program, Willow decided she could splurge for two new cars. Of course the Cobra was hers, looking right to the left side though; Tara’s car sat, a new top of the line twenty ten Bugatti; black with silver accents. They both enjoyed their new cars, opening the scissor door for Tara the redhead smiled. “Let’s have a bit of fun while wedding shopping!”
Willow ran around the car and jumped into the driver’s seat, snuggling into her custom made bucket seat. She turned the key in the ignition, hearing the rumbling purr from the engine she grinned like an eight year old in a candy store. “Emma’s right?” She looked at the blond; who nodded as she wrapped her fingers around the small bar on the door, knowing this would be a very short trip. The redhead backed out, revving the engine she hit the gas; the silver sportster disappearing in mere seconds down the road.
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Dawn sat, staring at a piece of paper with multiple choice questions on it; her last final of the day. She looked at her watch, showing it was almost one o’clock. Picking up her pencil she began answering questions, finding after a few minutes it was pretty easy with the knowledge all coming back to her. Marking off the last question she decided to leave, ‘nothing against the rules to finish and leave’ she thought. Getting up she gathered her things, walking over to the professor who was busy with some sort of solitaire game. “Here professor Kendrick I’m finished, may I go?” The professor looked up, smiling she took the final nodding. “Yes Ms. Summers, you may go. It was a joy to have you in class. Ms. Rosenberg was right about you, you have great potential. Will I be seeing you in my advanced class in the fall?” The woman re-situated her glasses, looking at Dawn intently.
“I haven’t really thought about fall classes, but I will keep your advanced class in mind Professor. Have a great summer.” Dawn smiled, shaking the now offered hand of the woman behind the desk. Looking around once more, grinning from ear to ear Dawn left the classroom. She moved through the corridors quickly, getting outside in less than ten minutes. Putting on her sunglasses a petite raven haired woman approached her. “Hey dawn, all done with classes?” Dawn looked to her left, internally groaning; Meredith Raven.
“Uh yeah, just finished, How did you do?” She asked, noticing the closeness of her fellow student. “Oh, same ole same ole, ya know.” The girl brushed up against Dawn’s arm, giving the taller girl the creeps. ‘Oh I wish Faith was here…’ She knew Meredith liked her; the girl never seemed to care that she was taken. “I better go, meeting up with my family soon.” Dawn lied with a smile, leaning back on her heels she noticed over the shoulder of her classmate a woman walking over. Smirking to herself; Dawn smiled sweetly at Meredith, “Though it seems my family is meeting me here.”
Meredith turned to see a tall, muscular woman with wavy dark brown hair coming towards them. She knew Dawn had a girlfriend but never met her. She inched closer to Dawn not knowing who it was, “She looks like she wants to eat you.” Dawn laughed, “She did that last night.” Stepping over to meet Faith, smiling as her girl hugged her tightly placing a kiss on very hungry lips. Meredith’s eyes bulged in her head as she watched the two women, ‘Well Damn!’ she thought. She cleared her throat to get the couples attention, what she didn’t expect was the cold glare from the newly arrived woman.
Stepping back a few steps then regaining composure Meredith offered her hand to Faith, “Hi, you must be Dawn’s girlfriend. I’m Meredith.” The woman took her hand, shaking it in a hard grip making a few knuckles pop. Cringing Meredith let go, rubbing her hand as she locked eyes with Faith. “Yeah, I know who you are. I’m Faith, and since I already don’t like your ass, stay away from Dawn. She’s happily taken, and your advances are pointless.” Faith pulled Dawn close to her, holding up a brown bag; most likely lunch. Then she looked back at Meredith, “Don’t stop, and I’ll stop you for you. Got it?”
The raven haired girl nodded, gulping as the couple walked off. She wasn’t about to get butch with a lesbian, especially a very tough lesbian. She kept her eyes on the couple till’ they were completely out of sight. Letting out a sigh she headed to her car, wanting to just go home and relax.
TBC
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