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SMUTTY BUNNIES

Postby wimpy0729 » Sun Mar 06, 2005 7:28 pm

Wow Chris...so much action and excitement of all types.



Let me just say this to you "C", as far as your writing W/T action/love/smut, Nobody Does It Better. That was perfection.



So now we know Oz is a bad guy, in a big office, who is evil. Good, I can dislike him easily now. I want to let you know too, that I let out a big YAY when Willow knocked out Harmony. I think that was a long-time fantasy for a lot of the Buffy viewers.



Okay C, now I gotta get back to work, which of course is studying about all aspects of smut to keep up my SMUT Bunny creds.



Can't wait for more!



Over, out and under,



Wimpy Bunny

wimpy0729
 


Re: SMUTTY BUNNIES

Postby DreamsToDream » Mon Mar 07, 2005 3:42 am

Gotta Say The Av's Are Kick Ass! I Had To Change Mine! Gotta Love Bein A Bunny!



Awesome Update, Oz Is A Bad Man And Tried To Kill Tara? :no That Just Makes Him A Horrible Man! And Yay That Will And Tara Hooked Up! They Are Too Cute!:wtkiss

:applause

D2D - Agent Dream Bunny





Oh Wouldn't It Be Wonderful If I Turned Out To Be A Homosexual?!! - Stewie Griffen Family Guy





DreamsToDream
 


Re: SMUTTY BUNNIES

Postby Arwen276 » Mon Mar 07, 2005 6:26 am





Chris, You're the BEST! :p



That was OMG! So sexy!! and wonderful!!!



Can't wait for more!!





~A

Hear That Baby? You're My Always... Willow

Arwen276
 


Re: Smut Bunnies!

Postby hidden watson » Mon Mar 07, 2005 6:29 am

C! Wow!



I'm going through a bit of a rough patch in my writing, but this cheered me up loads! And I mean loads. Oz as our villain, Harm as the inept lackey. And ActionHero!Tara and Willow, wowza.



I love how they realized the extent of their togetherness while in a conference with the arch villain, and of course having to maintain a straight face. I didn't mean for the quote that meant most to me to come from Oz, but it did:
Quote:
Heart moves fast


To to dancing and sex itself, what can I add to the chorus of approvals already? Only to say, I loved it too.



I'm just wondering, will you considering putting in a bit of The Saint, or better, The Avengers (original version of course) into the fic? Cos, Mrs Peel as Lady Bunny just puts my smut-o-meter into stellar orbit. And John Steed popping up sometime, a contrast to all the catsuits and Anya paraphrenalia in his bowler hat and morning suit, yum.



And I'll take your words to heart, no dying for agent hidden bunny, cos lots of smut bunny stories to come.



------

quiet thoughts

hidden watson
 


Re: Smut Bunnies!

Postby Irene73 » Mon Mar 07, 2005 11:49 am

Agent Hot Tamale reporting from bunny compound regarding latest mission and use of S.M.U.T BUNNY BADGE avatar.:laugh



I have accepted my new assignment and read the update of Agent Shy Bunny and Agent Adora Bunny. :thud :banana



The update was a success and I now ask permission to take much needed cold shower...General.:bow



As to my success in pasting my Bunny Badge Avatar...I wasn't that successful. After highlighting and then hitting Ctrl-c to copy...I went back to the "Edit profile" page, as instructed, tried to paste the avatar by hitting Ctrl-v and nothing happened. I made sure the "private" box was empty, the cursor was in the "My photo box" and still...nothing.:aww



I'm afraid that this Bunnies computers skills are still lacking. Not wanting to further occupy your time General...I again tried to reach either Agent Adora Bunny or Agent Shy Bunny at their hotel...but NOTHING.:hmm



They must be going over each others files...yeah thats it!



So in conclusion I'm stuck...and would appreciate any helpful suggestions. Thank you for your time General...and as always...wonderful update. Is there any way to incorporate some Journey music "Open Arms" perhaps or maybe Air Supply "Cause Your Every Woman in the World to Me"...or maybe Freddy Jacksons' "You Are My Lady"...*wink wink*:crazy



Saluting you while placing right hand over Bunny Badge,

Agent Hot Tamale

Mexican Spy Bunny :bigkiss

:pride



Edited by: Irene73 at: 3/7/05 11:03 am
Irene73
 


Re: Smut Bunnies!

Postby terra21 » Mon Mar 07, 2005 6:18 pm

I laughed out loud, I drooled, I puddled! All in an 1 update. It's fantastic Chris. You SMUT Master.



I too, will never think the same of that song. Someone needs to do a remake. :p









terra21
 


THAT WAS HOT!!!!

Postby UnicornLover » Tue Mar 08, 2005 11:30 am

Wow... chris... that was... wow...:shock :drool :shock :party :thud can't wait for more. :pray :pray :pray please update really really soon! i need more smut bunny action! :p GREAT STORY!!!!:banana :wtkiss YAY!!!



:moo ~*Shawna*~:moo

UnicornLover
 


Re: THAT WAS HOT!!!!

Postby Irene73 » Tue Mar 08, 2005 12:36 pm

*Agent Hot Tamale runs down the hallway towards General Artemissssss' office...stands at attention just outside the office door with a wide toothy, perly white grin...begins to knock, persistently, hears General say..."Come in"...eagerly opens door and pounces on the General."



Agent Hot Tamale: OH General I did it...I did it...I was able to copy and paste my custom Bunny Badge Avatar...Thank you so much for your help!!!:happycry :kiss1 I don't usually get this emotional...but your the best boss, General, a Bunny can ask for...Oh I'm sorry I shouldn't have been so overly affecionate...I know fraternization is frowned upon...*I hope not*...and that was a bit inappropriate...you are after all my superior.:blush

But this Bunny is happy, happy, happy!!!:laugh



*Agent Hot Tamale excuses her self...does an about right face...and heads out the door hootin and a hollering all the way down the hall singsonging..."I got a custom made Bunny Badge"...General Artemis shakes head and a blush begins to creep up from neck to cheeks.*



General Artemis: Gotta love those Agent Bunnies!!! All of them.:laugh



Thank You,

Irene

Agent Hot Tamale

Mexican Spy Bunny



Edited by: Irene73  at: 3/8/05 11:49 am
Irene73
 


Fabulous

Postby Idgie » Tue Mar 08, 2005 2:48 pm

I love that you can be campy and self-referential without just descending into silliness. The gadgets and inept lackeys, as well as the Bond-theme-song-induced love scene, are all hysterically funny but not over the top. I can't wait until the next installment.

Idgie
 


Re: Fabulous

Postby erwfan2002 » Tue Mar 08, 2005 7:22 pm

Willow finally told ( or should I say showed) Tara how she felt!:luv2

Great "action" scene in the OZ building..hmm wonder who that voice is?:confused

Great love scene:luv :banana :heart

erwfan2002
 


Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 5

Postby tarasgirl2 » Tue Mar 08, 2005 10:19 pm

"Oh happy dayyyyyy!"

Update time for da bunnies! Heehee. (Somebody is still buzzed about her avatar, not mentioning any names...:eatme )



See, this is why I love you C, you manage to make Anya the cause of one of the biggest laughs in this update and she wasn't even present! Damn, that was funny. There is no bad in this update, it's alllllll gooooood. Willow and Tara doing the 'corporate is cute' thing (and let me just say, I'm a full advocate for that anthem - corporate IS cute - you just have to know the right people! Namely, drop-dead-gorgeous brunettes in pin-stripe suits :drool ie. two of my very best friends ;) I'm a lucky, lucky bunny. But I digress...)

Love Oz as the villain, his 'trademark stoicism' makes him the perfect candidate! Oh, oh and Harmony! Bless you for using her! She is without doubt, one of the funniest characters in this universe and I'm so glad you decided to use her talents - or lack of them :moo

Just one thing, this whole 'Osbourne's secret associate - Mayor Wilkens' only lackey' thing. It seems that a couple of people are assuming that Faith is the likely candidate but isn't that not possible? Excusing my bad grammar, lol but since Faith and Buffy were the two bunnies who captured Wilkens, didn't they encounter this famous lonely lackey face to face? I'm going to have to re-read that first chapter to confirm it but I'm pretty sure that unless the lovely Leather Bunny has a suspicious doppleganger, she cannot be our mysterious secret agent. Also, is there any actual mention that this disembodied voice is actually a double-agent? I couldn't find anything that alluded to her being a bunny but maybe I'm missing something...hell, I miss a lot of stuff! But it would've been kind of obvious if Faith and Buffy came face-to-face with her...anywho, all this thinkin' is hurtin' ma brain.



Pastel Bunny signing off with much love and smutty kisses :fallen

"No dancing naked, huh? Sigh. It just won't be the same." - Willow

"That's all right, we can save it for later." - Tara

(Wilderness Part 1 by Amber Benson & Christopher Golden)

tarasgirl2
 


Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 5

Postby taralicious » Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:14 am

Agent Brer Rabbit here,

Unable to maintain signal to give a full report of the latest mission but shall report back tomorrow night at the latest.

taralicious
 


Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 5

Postby JustSkipIt » Wed Mar 09, 2005 7:42 pm

Hey Chris,

Very well done with the action. Yes, all the action. Of course their "love" seems a bit unsubstantiated but hell, they're hot and the story is called "Smut Bunnies" not "Substantiated and Deep Love Bunnies." The singing of the Spy who loved Me was adorable and I really liked the way they worked together at Oz's place. So Faith's a bad guy huh? Not good...



Edited to add: I really hope that Anya put some safety features in place so that the er weapons are safe when "inert." I'd hate to see the girls wake in the morning all love-struck and horny and blow each other up.

"Most editors are failed writers--but so are most writers." - Thomas Stearns Eliot

"Censorship, like charity, should begin at home; but unlike charity, it should end there." - Chare Booth Luce

My latest story: Survivor - Ash Island

Edited by: JustSkipIt at: 3/10/05 4:23 am
JustSkipIt
 


Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 5

Postby Tempest Duer » Wed Mar 09, 2005 10:37 pm

Debra's got it right on the smut line...



And since everybody's assuming that Faith is the double-agent I'm wondering now if you made it someone else just to throw us all off.



Agent Tempest signing off.

I got bitten by a drunk lesbian! Does that mean I'll turn into one?



~my friend Mary

Tempest Duer
 


Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 5

Postby taralicious » Thu Mar 10, 2005 1:08 am

Agent Brer Rabbit breaking radio silence to state that seeing Tara all large with the actiony Sky Captainy goodness whilst in the lair of Osbourne Industries made me think that she needs a theme song all her own.

I therefore took the liberty of rewriting the theme song to "Flash Gordon" to go something like this:

(Imagine if Freddy Mercury were still alive and this performed by Queen as well.)

"Tar-aaa, Bunny of the Impossible!

"Tar-aaa, Saviour of the Smutniverse!

She's for everyone of us,

Stand for everyone of us,

She'll save every man, every woman, every child, everyone, Tara!

"Mr Osbourne, Agent Shy Bunny approaching."

"What do you mean, Agent Shy Bunny approaching."

"Open fire! All the weapons, dispatch War Rocket Ajax to bring back her body."

"TARA'S ALIVE!!!"

"Willow, Willow, I love you but we only have 14 hours to save the earth."

Daniel Osbourne would seem to be from the Hugo Drax school of villainy and dastardly deeds.

I could almost see him giving Harmony the instruction "Take care of Tara. See that some harm comes to her."

It was also heartening to see Willow physically Andress Tara so she could Seymour of her and partake of her fragrant Bouquet.

taralicious
 


Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 5

Postby Artemis » Fri Mar 11, 2005 9:16 am

Hello everyone, once more, and thank you all for your kind feedback :peace The next chapter, entitled 'For Your Ears Only', is half-finished, and should be done in time for the usual early-monday/late-sunday (adjust for time zone) posting. Those of you who liked seeing Tara be action girl, you'll like this one. Plus there's smut :D



CaptMurdock: Thanks. I think 'Shagging Like Bunnies' should be the subtitle for the whole story; every chapter will be named after a Bond movie, though I don't know what I'll do if this turns out longer than 22 chapters (20 plus Casino Royale and Never Say Never Again) - go find out some novel titles, I guess :) "A wolverine in bunny clothing" :lmao I don't know anything else Carly Simon's sung, but she's got a special place in my heart just for that song - that and 'All Time High' are my favourite 'Bond ballads' (I go for 'Goldfinger' and 'The World Is Not Enough' when I'm in the mood for classic Bond themes).



Stillrunning: Thanks. No, Daniel's not a strip club kind of guy, he has issues with smut :D But it's a cute coincidence anyway, and kind of fitting for this story. Actually the big 'OZ' sign came about by accident, I figured a big sign would look neat and uber-corporate, but initialising Osbourne Industries to OI made it sound like a pissed-off London punk - "Oi!" So I went with Oz, seeing as I'd decided not to call Oz 'Oz' in this story. I guess 'Nobody Does It Better' would be the title song for this story, and the title sequence would consist of Willow and Tara dancing in underwear. Mmm... :heart



Lt Sticks: Thanks :)



Wiccanbotanist/Agent Morning Bunny: Thanks. Yep, the Bunnies will indeed keep on coming :D



Meretricious: Thanks. Ouch, I know over-smile-face-pain all too well, glad you think it's worthwhile :) Yeah, I did find myself thinking during 'Finding Miss Kitty' "The next one's definitely going to be NC-17!" If I'd been in the mood for a serious (though not to say unfunny) story it would have been a sequel to my old Farscape fic Lullaby, 'cause sci-fi doesn't get sexier than Farscape. As it turns out my serious-story-writing capacity is being used elsewhere just now, so silliness it is!



Agent Pineapple Bunny: Did I just almost get invited on a date?!? Who says writing fanfic doesn't pay off :D Although I'd probably have to admit that my first response to "What do you do with a naked woman?" would be "Write a story about her", which is admittedly handy for being a writer, but also kind of, well, 'quirky' :crazy



I actually like Oz a lot, he had his flaws and made some mistakes (including that really big one) but so did everyone else, really. I think you have to like the villain in a Bond story - I mean take Goldfinger, the guy was cool. "You expect me to talk?" "No Mister Bond, I expect you to die!" Respect :bow Likewise Oz, I hope he'll be a cool-to-watch villain - granted he's tried to have Tara killed once already, which is a big no-no, but he followed the rules - don't watch personally to make sure it's done right, assign task to incompetant lackey... I hope no-one takes it personally :)



MissKittys Ball O Yarn: Thanks - and welcome to the team, Agent Yarn Bunny. Your avatar joins the others on the Ministry's Top Agents page, thanks for standing up for smut :D



Agent Whipped Bunny: Glad you like Mastermind-Oz. Yeah, his lackey is lacklustre, but where's the fun in being a Bond villain if you don't make all the usual Bond villain mistakes? I'm really pleased you thought the love scene was different, I spent ages thinking it through - given that most of this story is smut, smut, smut, I wanted something different for Willow and Tara's first love scene together (awake) - still hot and funny, but with more of a romantic, soulful feel to it. It seemed fitting. Now, of course, on to the smut! :D (P.S. Barbara Bach is totally hot :heart )



xonethousandtears08x: Thanks, more is on the way.



Cyd: Thanks. I'm having fun devising espionage uses for adult toys, there'll be plenty more :) I've been listening to that song a lot since I decided to put it into the story, it has taken on a lovely added meaning now :heart



Agent Wicked Bunny: Thanks. You got a video of them? You lucky bunny! :D



Agent Wimpy Bunny: Thanks. Yep, big office, big desk, big chair, short master villain :D Oz wouldn't be a real supervillain if he didn't subscribe to the 'Huge and Chrome' school of villainous architecture. Good luck studying smut, I hear the Ministry's exams are a lot more fun than normal universities :)



Agent Dream Bunny: Thanks. Yeah Oz tried to have Tara killed, but he's a villain, he's got to do stuff like that. Besides, what good is it being a super-agent if no-one tries to kill you every once in a while? :D



Arwen: Thanks :)



Hidden Watson/Agent Hidden Bunny: Thanks. Glad I could cheer you up. I can't necessarily promise any Saint references (never saw it), but there will definitely be attempts at Avengers goodness. Aside from the name 'the Ministry' there hasn't been that much so far, what I mainly intended to take from Steed and Emma was the kind of knowing banter they always used to do - with Willow and Tara no longer on eggshells around each other, hopefully I'll be able to do a bit of that. I can promise, however, that at some point - sooner or later - Willow and Tara will have a scene as the Avengers, one in one of Emma's luscious catsuits, the other in a suit with a bowler hat and flower in her coat pocket :D



Agent Hot Tamale: Thanks :) A lot of the upcoming chapters are planned only vaguely so far, there's lots of space other songs might fit in - for sure 'Nobody Does It Better' got preferential treatment because it's a Bond song (plus I particularly like it), but there's no rule that I can't use others. And I'm glad you like the avatar - I thought there should be one for Hot Tamale, as well as Agent Mexican Spy Bunny. Plus, being pounced on, not a problem at all :D I don't think fraternisation is frowned upon at the Ministry... more like expected :)



Agent Terra Bunny: Thanks. Smut Master, huh? :D I agree, a remake of Spy Who Loved Me would rock. With Famke Janssen as Anya Amasova. And Angelina Jolie as Bond :drool



Shawna/Agent Unicorn Bunny: Thanks. More Smut Bunny action (both kinds) will be here soon.



Idgie: Thanks :) I'm having a great time playing with all the toys of the genre - helps that I love Bond films to begin with.



Erwfan2002: Thanks. Yeah, the mystery voice... she'll be revealed soon, but not right away.



Agent Pastel Bunny: Thanks. I just had to have Harmony. It was odd, in all her appearances in Buffy I hadn't really liked her much - her slo-mo slap-fight with Xander was good, but as a character I never really clicked with her. Then the last season of Angel came around, and just as everything else about the show (for me, anyway) seemed to fall to bits, Harmony was suddenly gold. I swear I watched the whole season right to the end just for her.



Interesting specilation about the mystery voice. Yes she is the wetsuit-wearing bad girl from the opening scene (identity concealed by night vission goggles - handy things, those), and yes, she and Faith did appear at the same time, and exchange a whack or two in passing. There's no absolutely-certain mention that the mystery voice is a double agent, but then again, she did know for sure that Tara was a Bunny, and the Ministry is pretty top secret, especially the Bunnies. And you can bet that Willow and Tara will run into her sooner or later - I think you'll know her when you see her :wink



Agent Brer Rabbit: Classic! That Tara theme song is just wonderful, that's definitely going on the Smut Bunnies soundtrack. Kudos to you :bow Mmm, Sky Captainy goodness... I promise there'll be a lot more of Tara, Bunny of the Impossible, to come - as will become apparent (and the gym scene was kind of a hint) the action-girl stuff is her speciality, besides supervillain profiling (Willow's two 'super abilities' are hacking and driving/piloting). I just have this odd compulsion to always have Tara be the action character - I just realised you have to go all the way back to 'Shadows' for a story I've done where Tara's not the biggest ass-kicker in the fic. Even in 'Midsummer Night's Dream' she was kind of butch :D



Oz does owe some of his supervillain character to Drax - then again, in a lot of ways Drax was the ultimate Bond villain, he followed all the rules of villainy. Enormously wealthy, unflappable, penchant for casually-threatening remarks, always engineered needlessly complicated deaths for Bond and never stuck around to see him die - he even had one of the best henchman in the game, Jaws, and dutifully double-crossed him because that's what a supervillain's supposed to do. Plus his master plan was the most audaciously ridiculous one ever - gotta hand it to the guy, he had supervillainy down to an art, and he never let things like reason or common sense get in the way.



Debra: Thanks :) True, it's not the deepest romantic story... 'Substantiated and Deep Love Bunnies' :lmao That can be the sequel :D I did try to make their first love scene more love than smut though, I thought they deserved that. Now, though, on with the smut! :)



(Plus, with 'guaranteed smut in every chapter', they had to get together pretty soon - there's only so many times they could masturbate in the shower or molest each other in their sleep, after all. And what I'm hoping for here is more variety of smut - each smut scene, I hope, will have its own unique 'signature', so I'll be trying not to repeat myself.)



Agent Tempest Bunny: Thanks. Well, it is indeed 'someone else' - I didn't actually expect Faith to be fingered as the traitor (that sounds dirty... but fun) :blush As Pastel Bunny noted, Faith and the 'hench-wench' faced off in the opening chapter, so they're definitely not one and the same. However, the hench wench isn't just some random villainess... :D



Well, lovely readers, time for me to go get some sleep... it's 2am, and I need to see House of Flying Daggers tomorrow, then write more hot smut and espionage action :) What's in store for the next chapter? Well, a little teaser: fast cars, banana-flavoured lubricant, Tara in flight, some computer hacking action, leather outfits, and a blindfold. Until then, have fun and rejoice in the existence of smut! :wave

Chris Cook

Through the Looking-glass

A Willow and Tara for every world.

Smut Bunnies!: Saving the world, sexily!

Artemis
 


Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 5

Postby Vogelscheuche » Sat Mar 12, 2005 11:06 am

What a truly great story. I like it very much.



I think I know why Anya makes the gadgets in such "form". Here it goes:



A Bunny gets caught with a nipple-clamp in hand (It really is a thing that disturbs camera-signals or such), so the bunny can be embarrassed to get caught with a nipple clamp (Who wouldn't be?? :laugh ) and the one who caught the bunny will probably embarrassed, too...



Next point. Some people think Faith is a double-agent because of what Oz said about Major Wilkins (Hey Debra!!! *g*). I don't believe it's true.

Wilkins talked to a henchwoman when Faith came in and overpowered him. (see chapter one)

It has to be someone else.



Keep the SMUTness coming!!



Vogelscheuche



(AKA Insanity)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"It's always sudden", Tara

German Fanfiction



Vogelscheuche
 


Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 5

Postby MissKittys Ball O Yarn » Sat Mar 12, 2005 11:43 am

Grr.. I keep checking for an update...but alas there isn't one..



I can't wait for the next part... *is giddy with anticipation*



I'd like to put my suggestion in, for more of Anya and her scandalous devices.... :D





xoxo

Agent Yarn Bunny





To the smut! ~ Me

MissKittys Ball O Yarn
 


Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 5

Postby KiSsWiLLoW4Me » Sun Mar 13, 2005 1:49 am

hi General A.!



WOW.. that was.. um.. very good :drool

at first i thought this update was all action. i was right. it was all action :wink YAY :applause for Willow/Tara Lovin.

okay.. i need a very very cold :shower .

so i got to go.. to shower



all in all it was a great update!:wink can't wait for another one. BTW, thanks for the Bunny Badge, General. *salutes then exits*



oh.. and here's for Oz :crash :smash . that's for trying to kill Tara :(



Agent Kiss Bunny :kiss

Willow: Kiss Rocks? Why would anyone want to kiss rocks... Oh wait, I get it.



[to Anya]

Tara Maclay: Um, I'm not sure you should say 'sex poodle' in your vows.

KiSsWiLLoW4Me
 


Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 5

Postby Artemis » Sun Mar 13, 2005 7:25 am

Updatey goodness time :wtkiss But of course replies first:



Vogelscheuche: Thanks :) You might be right about Anya's gadgets, it's definitely an advantage of your opponent is getting distracted by blushing and being embarrassed. Then again, it could just be that she's Anya, and whenever she thinks "What should I disguise this as?" the first thing that pops into her head is the idea of a sex toy :D You're quite right about the hench-wench, she and Faith did face off so they're certainly not one and the same.



Agent Yarn Bunny: The next part is here (or will be in about five minutes), and there'll be some more Anya gadgets, I promise - they're too much fun to ignore :D



Agent Kiss Bunny: Thanks :) It was an action-y chapter, but I did promise guaranteed smut in every chapter, so no need to worry about the action all being of the spying type.



Thanks to everyone for the feedback. And now, on with the show...

Chris Cook

Through the Looking-glass

A Willow and Tara for every world.

Smut Bunnies!: Saving the world, sexily!

Artemis
 


Smut Bunnies! chapter 6

Postby Artemis » Sun Mar 13, 2005 7:26 am

Title: Smut Bunnies

Author: Chris Cook

Rating: NC-17, naturally

Summary: Secret agents. Supervillains. Adventure. Excitement. Smut. Lots of smut. And saving the world, too.

Spoilers: None.

Copyright: Based on characters from Buffy The Vampire Slayer, created by Joss Whedon and his talented minionators, and all manner of things including the James Bond series by Ian Fleming/Eon Productions, and The Avengers by Brian Clemens. All original material (I'm sure there's some in there somewhere) is copyright 2005 Chris Cook.

Feedback: Please. Here, or to alia@netspace.net.au

Note: I'm 'Borrowing' (okay, stealing) some stunts from Tomb Raider 2, Final Fantasy, and a couple of lines from The Core. They're fun movies, rent the DVDs (especially the DVD for Final Fantasy, cause without the writer commentary you won't have a clue what's supposed to be going on).



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SMUT BUNNIES!

Chapter Six: For Your Ears Only




Manhattan, New York City

Willow & Tara's Suite, Carlyle Hotel

2330 Hours




Willow finished drying herself from her second shower of the evening and returned to the bedroom, smiling even as she felt her cheeks redden slightly at the way Tara's eyes strayed all over her. She in turn found much to appreciate about Tara in her short bathrobe - the robe may have been fairly plain, but the woman inside it was anything but.



"I'll be out in a minute," Tara said, brushing a hand across Willow's shoulder and leaning to kiss the tip of her ear.



"I'll be ready for you," Willow murmured happily. Tara picked up her outfit case and went into the bathroom with a sexy chuckle, and a moment later Willow heard the shower run.



"I wonder if Buffy and Faith have this problem," she said idly to herself, searching through her luggage for her mission outfit. Naturally they had both decided to have a quick shower before heading out to do some more covert investigation at Osbourne Industries' headquarters. Equally naturally - it had seemed so at the time, anyway - they decided to shower together, 'to save time'. Forty-five minutes later they had had to admit that showering together did not, in fact, save time.



"Buffy and Faith probably do have this problem," Willow shrugged. At least, it seemed to explain why most of their missions had included anywhere up to an hour of extra preparation time for 'miscellaneous delays'. She reflected on the 'miscellaneous delays' that she and Tara had had already: making love, lying in each other's arms, playfully talking and flirting, making love, dinner - including a beautiful red rose, which Tara had snuck into the room service order when Willow was distracted for a moment by someone's hand on her thigh - making love again, going over the night's mission plan - while lying in each other's arms - showering, leading to making- and so on.



"Yay Willow," Willow grinned to herself, "I haven't felt this good since-" 'Graduating? Passing my Ministry qualifications? All those successful missions?' "-ever."



Her good spirits were dampened a fraction as she laid the mission outfit's sealed case on the bed and hit the release latch, causing the case to spring open on its own, presenting her clothes to her ready to wear. 'Oh my god I can't wear that!' she thought, panicked. 'What if someone sees me? What if... Tara sees me?' A grin formed on her lips. 'I'm wearing it.'



A few minutes of dressing and struggling with tight clothing later, Willow looked at herself in the mirror, imagining she was Tara, looking at herself - that seemed to cure her nerves at wearing an outfit that was very nearly painted on. From her neck down Willow was covered almost completely in a layer - 'make that 'a thin film', more like' - of polished black leather. From the tips of her boots to her collar the outfit sported a snakeskin pattern that, no doubt, had some kind of useful purpose, 'though seeing as Anya would've designed this,' Willow thought, 'the useful purpose is probably to highlight my body as much as possible.' The only variations were her gloves, which left her fingers free for delicate work and finished in a series of buckled straps around her wrists, and a wide matching belt with silver studs slung low around her waist, which contained various miniaturised gadgets. Quite what she was supposed to do with a miniature sonar system in a skyscraper, or an ultrasonic projector for pacifying monkeys, Willow wasn't quite sure, but she knew from accompanying Buffy and Faith on their missions that it was better to be over-prepared.



'Just in case the fortieth floor floods, and then I'm attacked by aqua-monkey commandos. Hey, lookin' good!' Willow turned around in front of the mirror, studying herself. 'Wow, look at my butt! This outfit's hiding nothing... but wow, I look good. I want to grab my butt, and I'm me!'



Willow ran a hand up the back of her thigh and over her ass, purring at the sensation. Then she struck a pose and regarded her reflection through narrowly-slitted eyes.



"The name's Rosenberg," she said in a dangerous voice, "Willow Rosenberg, secret agent. I'm commandeering you in the name of the law. No choice, ma'am," she spun around, looked at the mirror over her shoulder and grabbed her ass with both hands, "it'd be a crime against humanity to let this hotness go to waste."



"I'll make sure it doesn't," Tara said from the bathroom door. Willow saw her in the mirror, spun around to face her, realised she was still looking in the mirror, spun around more, lost her balance and fell over beside the bed with an indignant "Oof!"



"Willow, are you okay?" Tara asked, rushing to her side and helping her up.



"Yeah," Willow said, "fine... and not at all embarrassed by recent events which did not happen, right?"



"Right," Tara smiled, sitting down on the bed and pulling Willow down with her, onto her lap. "Never happened." Her eyes sparkled with humour as she leaned forward and gently rubbed her nose against Willow's.



"You look incredible," she whispered.



"Thanks," Willow said shyly, "and you... wow..." She leaned back, getting a good look at Tara.



"You like?" Tara asked. Her outfit was thicker than Willow's, padded all over, especially the shoulders and thighs, but even so there was no mistaking the curve of her waist, the generous swell of her chest... and there was something about the sight of Tara's dark golden hair falling loosely over the soft leather covering her shoulders and neck that made Willow feel all kinds of weak at the knees.



"Wow," she said again, "commandeer me any time..."



"I thought that didn't happen?" Tara smiled.



"Well, maybe it happened," Willow said, "you know, saying it just didn't happen at all would be way too hasty, don't you think?"



"Yes," Tara agreed, "I do think." She leaned close again to brush their lips together, then gave her squeeze around the waist. "Time to go?"



"Let's do it," Willow agreed.



"We-" Tara began.



"-don't have time," she and Willow finished in unison.



"But we will later," Tara promised.



"Love you," Willow smiled, luxuriating in the firm grip around her waist.



"Love you," Tara replied.



-----



Carlyle Hotel Garage

2350 Hours




Willow settled into the driver's seat of the DB9 Volante, took a moment to adjust it to her liking, then picked an earpiece from the glove compartment and put it in place.



"Hey baby," she said, "ever hear voices in your head?"



"Only the ones telling me to ravish you," Tara's voice replied. Willow laughed softly.



"Are you ready to go?" she asked.



"All set, the helicopter's waiting. How about you, are you in the mood for a drive?"



"Always. Anything with wheels, wings, tracks, treads, rotors, I'm your girl."



"Good to know. Time is twenty-three fifty-two and ten... mark."



"Roger that," Willow said, checking her watch. With a squeal of tyres the Volante roared out of its parking spot, spun smartly around ninety degrees and shot towards the ramp to street level.



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Carlyle Hotel Roof

2353 Hours




Tara watched with a suppressed smile as, far below, Willow's car raced onto the street, executed another sharp skidding turn, and sped away, weaving expertly through the traffic.



"Did you learn to drive like that?" she asked. "Or did you just sit in one too many traffic jams as a child?"



"Very good advice from my instructor at the Ministry," Willow replied via the radio, "I'm an elite agent, so I'm darn well going to drive like one."



"Toujours l'audace?" Tara asked, walking away from the edge of the roof towards the waiting helicopter.



"Darn tootin',"



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Osbourne Tower

Parking Lot

0012 Hours




Willow glanced up to see the lights of the NYPD helicopter moving slowly overhead, patrolling in a wide arc that just happened to take it over the Osbourne Industries tower.



"I'm going in," she said, leaving the car locked with its roof closed. "Happy landings."



"Next time I'm taking the elevator," Tara complained jokingly, "and you can jump out of the moving aircraft."



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NYPD Patrol Helicopter

Above Osbourne Tower

0013 Hours




"This is my stop," Tara called to the pilot, opening the door and checking her bulky missile-loaded sidearm.



"No problem," he said, "never saw you, never heard of you."



"Thanks!" Tara nodded as the pilot gave her a quick salute with his free hand. She checked the straps holding her equipment packs to her back, lowered her flight goggles and stepped out onto the landing skid, sliding the door closed behind her. She waited a second for the tower to be directly beneath her, judged her landing spot as the helicopter's searchlight played across the roof, and jumped.



She fell feet-first towards the roof, aiming down between her legs with her gun, and fired just a second before it would have been too late. The miniature missile from her weapon streaked down ahead of her, hit the roof, and exploded into a viscous blob of translucent gel that rapidly expanded to be almost three metres in diameter, which Tara fell directly into. The gel slowed her descent, cushioning her perfectly, and almost as soon as it had expanded it began to evaporate, leaving Tara to drop gently to the roof, with a few stubborn patches of gel clinging to her.



She let out a tiny relieved sigh, then sniffed the air and took on a puzzled frown.



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Osbourne Tower

Main Foyer

0015 Hours




"Oh, dammit Anya," Tara's voice sounded in Willow's ear.



"What?" she asked quietly, peering around the corner of a column towards the bored receptionist. She raised a tiny device and aimed it at the reception desk, causing a phone to ring and giving her a moment to slip by unseen.



"She's been at the para-gel, the stupid stuff's gone banana-flavoured. And... it didn't used to be this slippery, I'm sure."



"So..." Willow said, trying not to laugh as she moved towards the elevators, in a confusing pattern of sprints and sidesteps that meant the various surveillance cameras kept just missing her. "...you're on a rooftop, covered in banana-flavoured lubricant?"



"I'm going to leave this bit out of my memoirs. How are you going?"



"Kind of wishing I was up there with you," Willow joked. "Almost at the elevator. Thirty seconds." She reached into her pocket and retrieved a blank-faced keycard, programmed to duplicate Harmony's.



"And another forty for the trip to the CEO level," Tara said, "no problem, I'll be ready."



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Osbourne Tower

Roof

0016 Hours




Tara drew a pair of hand-sized bolt cutters from one of her packs and opened one of the bulky relay boxes studding the rooftop.



"Let's see now," she said quietly to herself, "office systems, air conditioning, building maintenance... security. There you are." She unstrapped her largest pack and opened it on the ground, revealing an array of ECM gear laid out like a mechanic's toolkit. Quickly and efficiently Tara began connecting the tiny devices to the building's systems, watching as each one flashed a green light in turn before she turned to the next. Various LCD screens lit up, showing security footage of the offices and corridors in the building below. Tara concentrated on the one showing Daniel's office, working at the device connected directly to it.



"Lift's getting close to the top," Willow said.



"You're in the clear," Tara replied. "Right now you could stage the Edinburgh Tattoo in Daniel Osbourne's office and the cameras wouldn't notice a thing."



"I don't think I should ask Anya for a bunch of soldiers, she might make assumptions."



"Lord knows it's hard to stop her at the best of times."



"Here we go. Wish me luck."



"Always," Tara said sincerely.



-----



Osbourne Tower

Daniel Osbourne's Office

0017 Hours




With a muted 'ding' the elevator arrived, and Willow quickly exited it and headed for the imposing desk at the centre of the huge room. She slid the laptop case she carried across it, spinning it slightly, so that it ended up just short of the far edge facing Daniel's vacant chair, which Willow sat in, dropping her backpack on the floor by her side.



"Comfy," she commented, opening the case and unfolding the machine within. The miniature CD drive opened at a touch; however instead of a disc it contained two semicircular pads attached to the machine by thin wires. Willow felt around beneath the desk and fixed them in place, causing the desk's built-in console screens to light up.



"An alarm just tried to sound," Tara reported calmly, "it's bypassed."



"Good," Willow grinned, "if there's no security, there's nothing worth guarding." She studied her laptop's screen, which showed window after window of system information as it dutifully tapped into the desk's network connection.



"This is interesting," she murmured, typing a few commands.



"What?"



"Daniel has himself a neural network hub. And... I think it's in the building."



"Translate for me?" Tara asked.



"Jackpot. There's only five known in the world," Willow said, typing furiously, "and if I were a supervillain intent on some scheme that required awesome programming, it's what I'd want to be doing my work with. What we need could be right here."



"Can you get into it?"



"'Can I get into it,' she asks," Willow smiled to herself, still typing. "This is my kung fu... and it is strong."



"Enter the very cute dragon," Tara chuckled. "I've got your back, go for it."



"Going for it as ordered," Willow grinned, getting into her work. She frowned briefly as a series of roadblocks popped up, then she lit up the keyboard built into Daniel's desk and began typing simultaneously on that and the laptop, one hand on each.



"Countering sixty-seven hack routines at once," she muttered, "not bad Daniel, not bad... let's see how you cope with an even hundred."



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Osbourne Tower

Roof

0021 Hours




Tara watched nervously as the lights on her ECM gear flickered one by one, the green lights turning red. The sound of Willow's typing came faintly through her earpiece, and she held her breath. Her finger hovered over the button set into the base of Anya's portable ECM super-jammer - she was reluctant to touch it, not just because of its shape, but because it would certainly leave traces in the security system, even if in the short term it did knock everything out.



-----



Osbourne Tower

Daniel Osbourne's Office

0023 Hours




"We're down to five countermeasures," Tara reported quietly.



"It's gonna be a close finish," Willow admitted.



"Or 'a tight end'," Tara quipped, "speaking of which, I've got the plug ready if you need it."



"Give me a few more seconds."



"You've got 'em."



Tiny beads of perspiration stood out on Willow's brow as she worked frantically, staring at the screen, her hands apparently flying around the keyboards on their own. At last she hit a final key and threw herself back in the chair, loudly exhaling a breath she had been holding. There was a muffled clank, then a hiss as pressurised pistons slowly started up. Willow looked around in confusion, then smiled as the entire rotating dais supporting Daniel's desk and chair began to rise up out of the floor.



"All the ECMs just went green," Tara said, "great work sweetie,"



"Thanks baby," Willow smiled, disconnecting her laptop, closing it, and retrieving her backpack. She walked to the edge of the slowly-rising platform and nimbly dropped to the floor, crouching down to see a huge mass of glowing circuitry and optical cables coming into view from below.



"We've found our jackpot," she reported, as the supercomputer rose into full view.



-----



Osbourne Tower

Roof

0025 Hours




Tara peered intently at the screen showing Daniel's office, watching the banks of flashing lights and liquid-cooling tubes come into view. An in-screen display showed a reassuringly normal view of the same office, vacant and dormant, which was how the building's security guards were seeing it.



"That's a big computer," Tara said quietly.



-----



Osbourne Tower

Daniel Osbourne's Office

0026 Hours




"Big and brutish," Willow replied, "no elegance to it at all, just a few thousand top-of-the-line processors all linked up together." She opened her pack and began connecting optical cables to the super-computer's I/O ports.



"The security was the good part," she explained as she worked, "this is just brute force computing. Kind of like spending all your time reinforcing the front door, and not putting any locks inside."



"And you've got the key," Tara said with a chuckle.



"I have the key," Willow grinned, "and I'm in the house wandering around at my leisure."



"Now what?"



"Now," Willow said, connecting a final handful of cables and starting up her device, "we grab the silverware and make good our escape." She studied the code-thief's displays for a moment, then shrugged and lay down on the floor, using her laptop case as a makeshift pillow.



"Didn't you get enough sleep on the plane?" Tara asked wryly.



"There's a funny story about that," Willow grinned, "but actually, this is just going to take a while. There's lots of data in here - millions of gigabytes in each node. It'll take twenty minutes or so to beam it all up to the satellite, and thanks to the genius of A-Branch it's all automated... not much for a gal to do but wait. Gotta remember to bring travel scrabble next time."



"Have a snooze if you want," Tara chuckled, "there's no activity in the lobby, and you'll have plenty of warning if you have to move."



"Thanks. What's the time difference between here and London?"



"It's... about half past five, in the morning."



"Funny... this time last night I was having a snooze." She thought a moment, then pouted. "And not long after I was rudely awoken by my alarm clock."



"I remember you looked a bit ruffled that morning," Tara commented. "Were you having a nice dream?"



"Very nice, as a matter of fact." Willow smiled and idly traced a fingertip up and down her side.



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Osbourne Tower

Roof

0028 Hours




"Really?" Tara grinned. "What a coincidence, I was having a very nice dream of my own around then."



"You were?"



Tara nodded, grinned to herself as she remembered Willow couldn't actually see her, then paused for a moment, in which her grin turned mischievous.



"Would you like to hear about it?" she said in a soft, husky voice.



"I think I would," Willow replied.



"I think you would too," Tara chuckled. "Remember when we met in the gym? You minded my bag while I had a quick shower?"



"I remember you having a shower, definitely. The bag, not so much. I think it must have been driven from my mind by something Tara-shaped pressed up against the glass."



"I hoped I'd get your attention," Tara said.



"You did! I couldn't think about anything but you that whole night..."



"Well, in my dream," Tara sighed happily, "you didn't limit yourself to just thinking."



"I didn't?"



"No... it was daytime, but everything was the same otherwise, I was showering, you were waiting outside. I finished, turned off the shower, and... no towel. Strange, I thought, I definitely remember wearing a towel, I put it on the rail inside the shower... then behind me I heard the screen open... and there you were..."



"I was?"



"Right there, staring at me... smiling. I had no idea what to do, I'd only met you a moment earlier, and now here I was, stark naked in front of you, on show... I couldn't move, I thought of covering myself with my hands but the shock... or maybe I just didn't want to. The way you were looking at me... I didn't want that to stop."



"Really," Willow said, her voice shaking slightly, "how was I looking at you?"



"Hungry," Tara said at once, "like a big cat... you wanted to eat me up. Your eyes were moving over every part of me, and I could feel you thinking 'yes, I want those legs... those hips... that stomach, those breasts... those lips'... and just like a cat I knew you wouldn't take me all at once... you were going to play with me first. More fun that way."



"I was quite the predator," Willow whispered hoarsely.



"Yes, and I was quite the prey," Tara replied, grinning at the note of desperation in Willow's voice. "Naked, dripping wet... my skin flushed bright pink, from the heat of the water, which was still sliding down my body in droplets, dripping wherever the drops found a point to fall from - fingertips, chin... I'd been leaning forward slightly, just enough that the water wasn't running from my breasts down to my stomach, but dripping off, and I could feel each one leaving my skin... drip, drip, drip... leaving me more naked with every drop.



"'Treacherous things, towels,' you said. 'Always vanishing just when you need them.' Do I need a towel, I asked - I felt my tongue trip, 'd-do I-I', the way you were looking at me... 'You're wet,' you pointed out. Something in me made me bold, I was facing my fate, with nothing to hide behind, so I didn't hide. I like being wet, I said. And you smiled again, a smile like... god, the kind of smile you'd smile when I'd come and come and come, and finally looked down, between my spread legs, and met your eyes, and you'd smile like that.



"That's how you smiled... because you'd already taken me, right there, and you knew it. No need for words, you simply looked at me and knew... knew I wanted to be played with, toyed with... and eaten. And do you know what you said to me then?"



-----



Osbourne Tower

Daniel Osbourne's Office

0033 Hours




"What," Willow murmured, trying not to breathe too loudly.



"'I can make you wetter.'"



Willow gasped and rolled over onto her stomach, pressing her cheek against the cool floor. Her hands found their way beneath her and pressed their palms together, squeezed between her leather-clad thighs.



"You touched me for the first time, a finger on my chin... lifting my head, looking me right in the eyes. When you moved, you didn't need to tell me to follow. With just a finger you led me out of the shower, into the changing room... all the other agents were busy, getting changed, using the showers... everyone could see me, and you leading me... you didn't care, I couldn't care... I couldn't do anything but follow. You led me to the bench, had me sit down. I sat with my legs together, my hands in my lap, nervous, but... that wasn't what you wanted. You used the most sparing touched, a fingertip tapping my knee, my elbow, my wrist, telling me how to move. You put my arms behind me, bent, my palms flat against my lower back... I'd never even changed out in the main room before, always used a stall... but now you had me, naked, showing myself, for you... and then... then you started to touch me."



'God,' Willow mouthed, squeezing her thighs together as tightly as she could. She flexed her hands, pushed her hips against them, but she needed more. With Tara's words sliding into her mind she sat up on her knees, and holding her breath, began to stroke her hand between her legs.



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Osbourne Tower

Roof

0034 Hours




'Naughty girl' Tara thought, watching Willow on the tiny LCD screen. Her own hand strayed to her inner thigh, and she rubbed her fingertips back and forth speculatively. 'I think she's got the right idea.'



"The first touch was a kiss," she murmured, quietly lifting the edge of her leather top and undoing her pants. "A kiss, right on my left nipple. My mouth fell open as your lips closed, and I let out a startled gasp as I felt your tongue playing with me, running from the edge of my areola, which your mouth had covered completely and was bathing me in heat, right to the tip of my nipple. Beckoning me deeper into you... and I responded, my nipple grew harder and harder, trying to reach deeper into your mouth. I didn't even realise what I was doing, but I arched my back further... pressing my breast to you, into your hands as they closed around my soft flesh, squeezing... my body wanted to turn to liquid and flow into your mouth... and the liquid was building, between my legs, and I knew I would be flowing into you soon..."



Tara bit her lip for a second as she slipped a single finger deep between her thighs, parting her lips and resting between them, in the warmth and wetness.



"Yes, sweetie," she whispered, "so wet, and hot, and yours... all yours..."



-----



Osbourne Tower

Daniel Osbourne's Office

0036 Hours




'All mine,' Willow mouthed, leaning over, her hips rising and falling as her hand worked over her the leather encasing her mound. Her other hand strayed on her chest, pressing firmly against her breasts. Then her fingers brushed against the silver ring attached to the zipper, done up to her neck. She paused, hesitating, staring down at her body.



"I closed my eyes for a second," Tara whispered, "then opened them again... with my eyes closed, you see, only what was touching me was real, you licking, sucking, suckling one breast then the other... All the agents and officers moving about the changing room, glancing at me, shocked, surprised, none of them were there when I closed my eyes... and do you know what, Willow?"



"W-what?" Willow breathed. She licked her lips and pulled her zipper down, opening her suit to her breastbone. Wasting no time she tucked her hand beneath the leather flaps and clutched at her breasts, one then the other, remembering Tara's hands and lips on them.



"I wanted to be seen," Tara went on, "I wanted everyone... all the people who'd walk in, stop in shock at the sight of me, naked, giving myself to you... it was like being revealed to the whole world, and I wanted the whole world to see, to know... to know I'm yours... to see how I gave myself to you... how I hid nothing from you... I didn't care what they saw, what they thought... to hell with them, I wanted to be taken, by you, forever... and you did... you took me... right there, for all the world to see."



Willow scrunched up her face in anxiety, then let out a quick sigh.



"The hell with it," she whispered to herself, pulling the zipper further down, pulling her catsuit open to reveal her breasts fully, then her stomach, and finally sliding the zipper down over her crotch, removing the barrier between her hand and its goal.



"God yes baby," she whispered, plunging a finger into herself, "I've got you, I'm in you forever..."



"I know sweetie, I know, I feel you... two fingers sweetie, yes..."



"Yes," Willow confirmed, quickly adding a second, panting as her juices seeped over her hand, trickling over the snakeskin patterns on the leather covering her palm and the back of her hand.



"Yes, you're in me sweetie," Tara moaned, "you took me, just like that... just like that, two fingers sliding deep, you let my breasts go free and stared at me, watching me surrender, lean back, open my legs for you, open myself to you-"



"Yes baby, give yourself to me," Willow whispered fiercely, "give me everything, I'll take you, I'm taking you... deep... tight, baby... oh god!" Her moans became rhythmic as she thrust into herself, rubbing her clit hard with her thumb on every stroke. "Yes, baby, yes, got you, take you, yes, sweet, hot, in you, in you, yes, my baby, my lover, my yes, my, my, myyy... aaaaaah..."



"Yes sweetie!" Tara gasped. "Yes do it, make me come! Oh please baby make me come, so sweet and hot and all yours all over your fingers your lips lover yes-"



"YES!" Willow screamed, as she thrust deep and convulsed, her fingers remaining buried in her throbbing sex as she shook and came, dimly aware of Tara's answering moans. "Oh god, Tara, yes! Yeh... eeeaaah... ah... ah..."



"Sweetie," Tara gasped, "my sweetie... you taste so good, my sweet Willow..."



Automatically Willow withdrew her fingers from herself and brought them to her lips, inhaling the heady scent before quickly engulfing her fingers in her mouth, hungrily sucking her juices down. She moaned around her fingers, and let herself down to the floor, rolling onto her back, staring up.



"Wow," she breathed, releasing her hand at last, "baby..."



"Uh-huh," Tara sighed, "and another wow on top of that..."



"That... that was..."



"Hmm?"



"Much better than travel scrabble." Willow grinned as she heard Tara burst into giggles.



"So then," Tara said, after she recovered her breath, "how did you like my dream?"



"Why is it they call you 'Shy Bunny' again?" Willow chuckled, listening to Tara laugh again.



"I'm not the one lying there with my clothes open from neck to crotch," she pointed out.



"Huh?" Willow frowned in confusion, then noticed the dim red glow of a security camera's indicator light. "Have you been peeping on me?"



"Maybe."



"You naughty girl!" Willow exclaimed in mock-indignation.



"Me naughty? I'm the shy one, remember?"



"Sure you are," Willow smiled widely, "so, shy girl, did you get that on tape, or do I need to do an encore performance?"



"Suppose I did get it on tape..." Tara mused.



"Just make sure it doesn't end up in the official mission report," chuckled Willow. "And save it... we can watch it together, later... how's the picture resolution from up there?"



"Could be better," Tara admitted with a giggle.



"Well then, later on we'll have a screening, and I'll demonstrate all those tiny details the camera doesn't capture."



"Are you trying to seduce me? You do remember you've already got me, don't you?"



"Oh, I remember," Willow said earnestly, "I remember all right... I just like the idea of seducing you... repeatedly..."



"Consider me seduce-able, any time you want," Tara purred.



-----



Osbourne Tower

Roof

0043 Hours




A blinking red light got Tara's attention, and she was suddenly all business, studying the video streams from the security cameras.



"Sweetie, do up your suit," she warned.



"Trouble?" A faint zipping-up sound came over the radio.



"Someone's in the lobby," Tara replied. "I think... it's Daniel, I think he's coming up. Get to the lift, he's still twenty seconds from it, you can get to another floor in that time."



"To soon, the upload won't be done for four minutes."



"Damn. Get out of there," Tara decided, "we'll make do with what we've got."



"Thirty seconds will give us 98%," Willow reported, "I can get out with Plan B."



"Okay, but don't waste time," Tara said.



-----



Osbourne Tower

Daniel Osbourne's Office

0044 Hours




"I never do," Willow replied, strapping her laptop case to her back and getting the satellite uploader ready to move. "After all, time wasted is time I'm not snuggling with you."



"That's a good way to think of it. I'm ready to go up here, say the word."



"Fifteen seconds," Willow said. She undid a second pocket on the uploader's backpack and slid out a long, slim cylinder with a hook and motorised winch half-way along its length. Carrying it she crossed to one of the huge windows looking out over the New York skyline, and looked up at it.



"This is going to make a heck of a noise," she commented, fishing a ring out from beneath one of the straps at her wrist.



"An oscillator?"



"Found it in Anya's multi-purpose pack," Willow nodded. "Ultra-high frequency vibrating clit ring - not that I can wear it the way it's intended, but luckily it's small enough to fit anywhere. So we just..." She twisted the tiny ball holding the ring closed, winced at the thin whine as it began vibrating too fast for the eye to follow, and touched it to the massive window. In a heartbeat the flawless glass was a mass of frosty spiderweb cracks, then - with Willow ducking out of the way - it collapsed into a heap of granules, spilling over the floor inside, and falling away outside.



"Thirty seconds are up," Tara warned.



"On it," Willow said, sprinting back over to the uploader and disconnecting it. With a hydraulic hiss the dais began lowering itself back into the floor, returning the room to its appearance of merely an ultra-spacious office. Willow wasted no time in packing away the uploader and securing it to her back.



"Daniel's in the lift," Tara reported.



"Just enough time for escape plan B," Willow nodded. "You're clear to disconnect up there. See you on the ground."



"Be careful, sweetie."



"You too baby." Willow started back towards the window, then paused, and grinned devilishly. Sprinting quickly she rounded the desk and tapped the built-in computer to life, typing a quick message. Then she returned to the window, picked up the tube she had left there, and extended both ends so that it braced itself against the intact panes of glass on either side of the gap.



"My kung fu is strong," she muttered to herself, fixing the hook to her belt and ducking underneath the bar to stand on the edge of the forty-storey precipice. With a deep breath she let herself fall forwards. With the winch cable taut behind her she ran down the side of the building, doing her best to ignore the fact of what she was doing, and instead thinking of it as just a big long glass plain.



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Osbourne Tower

Roof

0045 Hours




Tara could help but grin as she watched Willow's descent from the edge of the roof. Her equipment was stowed back in its packs and strapped tightly to her, and she was busily fixing a fold of material to the inseam of her pants. Stretching between her arms and her sides were similar flaps.



"Too late," she said softly, seeing Daniel's head poke out of the hole in the side of his office and look down, just as Willow dropped the last couple of metres from the end of the cable and sprinted off towards the car park. With a devious grin Tara made an adjustment to her para-gel gun, removing a tiny capsule marked 'dispersal catalyst', then took a few steps back from the ledge, and ran at it as fast as she could.



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Osbourne Tower

Daniel Osbourne's Office

0046 Hours




"Security needs upgrading," Daniel mused grimly, staring out at the skyline, the wind whipping around him.



"Hey boss, what's that?" Harmony asked, pointing up. He looked, just in time to see Tara drop from the edge of the roof above and spread her arms and legs, pulling taut the fabric stretched between them. Her suit cupped the air beneath it, and she soared away from the building.



"Huh," Daniel noted with mild surprise. Harmony squealed in panic as Tara flipped over, dropping like a stone momentarily, and fired back towards the building. Then she rolled back onto her front, spread her limbs again, and flew away.



"Ow!" Harmony squeaked as the low-velocity shell hit her in the stomach, just before she and Daniel found themselves at the centre of a rapidly-expanding blob of banana-flavoured lubricant. Unlike Tara's earlier descent, the gel failed to evaporate, leaving the two villains to awkwardly claw their way free.



"Now I'm annoyed," Daniel frowned, wiping his face clean.



"God dammit my suit is ruined!" Harmony complained. "Banana-flavoured too, this is just like pledge week all over again."



Doing his best to maintain a dignified air, Daniel stalked over to his desk and sat down, with a faint squelch. He glanced at the lit screen in the desk's surface, and read it, his brow furrowing slightly.



"Upgrade that to 'vexed'," he said.



"'Your kung fu is not strong,'" Harmony read over his shoulder, "what the heck is that supposed to mean?"



-----



Manhattan, New York City

Fifth Avenue

0049 Hours




Willow roared along in the Volante with the roof down, making short work of New York's infamous traffic through a combination of skill, raw engine power and calculated intimidation. She glanced to her side, into Central Park, then adjusted her rear view mirror to look up into the sky behind her.



Tara flew along above the street, descending steadily as she steered herself with minute twitches of her arms. Choosing her moment just as she neared car-roof-level she flipped her legs forward and lifted her arms, folding up her suit's wings against her body, and dropped neatly into the passenger seat of the Volante beside Willow.



"Is this seat taken?" she asked, straight-faced, as Willow grinned across at her.



"No, I thought you might drop in," Willow quipped, slowing down and starting the automatic roof on its way to closing.



"I just happened to be flying by" Tara said, opening a concealed compartment between the seats. She grinned as she produced a bottle of champagne and two glasses.



"Standard equipment in Ministry vehicles," she noted. "To celebrate successful missions. And if you're very lucky," she added in a soft purr, "we won't just celebrate with champagne."



"Ooh!" Willow giggled, "am I very lucky?"



"Let's find out," Tara replied, licking a droplet of condensation from the bottle. "Find somewhere to pull over and switch on the window camouflage system... I'm a touch more shy for real than in my dreams."



"Just as well," Willow chuckled, "I prefer an audience of only one."



"Planning another performance?" Tara asked. "Incidentally, what was that about you not sleeping much on the plane?"



"Ah, well," Willow smiled, parking the car and hitting a button that made the windows turn opaque, "it might be more effective if I showed you..."



-----

Chris Cook

Through the Looking-glass

A Willow and Tara for every world.

Smut Bunnies!: Saving the world, sexily!

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Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 6

Postby cperrins78 » Sun Mar 13, 2005 8:25 am

That was awesome. I love this story and can't get enough. That sex scene was soooooooo hot.







Christina

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Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 6

Postby hidden watson » Sun Mar 13, 2005 8:26 am

Agent hidden bunny reporting in.



Yet another masterpiece of beautiful bunny lovin' interspaced with exciting action. I love the title, the radio-sex, not being in the same room together doesn't take any of the hotness away.



Fantastic set of gadgets, :eatme flavored lube gel, the vibrating clit ring, the Bruce Lee references. Excellent!



So many favorite parts, don't know where to begin.
Quote:
never saw you, never heard of you
I was thinking, dear pilot guy, if Agent Shy Bunny ever came on my helicoptor dressed to the nines, it'll make such a huge impression that I'll never ever forget.



And of course
Quote:
Why is it they call you 'Shy Bunny' again?

I'm not the one lying there with my clothes open from neck to crotch
:rofl



Back to another demonstration huh. Drat, wish we could be there too.



Absolutely fabulous, Chris.:applause

------

quiet thoughts

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Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 6

Postby CaptMurdock » Sun Mar 13, 2005 8:32 am

Well done! Excellent mission! Willow's kung fu is indeed strong!



The two of them doing 'phone sex' in the middle of a mission was risky, and I'm sure the Ministry would frown upon....well, maybe not. A great scene nonetheless. Very...inspirational.:laugh



The para-gel gag was nifty; very innovative. And Tara using a modified version as revenge on Daniel and Harmony for trying to kill her was priceless! :laugh Now, could you include a scene where Tara and Willow decide to use the long-lasting gel, maybe in a bathtub, wrestling around in it in naked play? The two of them slipping and sliding and squishing and groping... Damn, I'm inspiring myself now. :eatme



(BTW, as far as Bond themes go, I've always been partial to Nancy Sinatra's rendition of You Only Live Twice.)

_________________



"She has illusion, and you have reality. May you find your way as pleasant." -- The Cage

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Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 6

Postby terra21 » Sun Mar 13, 2005 11:56 am

This so needs to be a movie! I have my own images in my mind with the great detail that you give. You paint a awesome picture with your words. And again, loving the smut, master.

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Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 6

Postby wimpy0729 » Sun Mar 13, 2005 12:02 pm

Again C, awesome job with all the action, from beginning to end.



I had to laugh when I pictured Willow in front of the mirror and getting busted. And I agree with the commandeering, and never letting that hotness go to waste.



Tara's description of her dream, I'm wagering, left many Smut Bunnies extremely satisfied. I know it did for this Wimpy Bunny. :thud



Hehe...Oz was vexed and covered with the banana flavored lubricant. Aww...too bad. lol



Now, pop the top on that bubbly and let the girls get on with their celebration!



Great job Chris. Can't wait to see what's next.



Agent Wimpy Bunny

"There was plenty of magic." ~ Tara

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Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 6

Postby Reallybigpineapple » Sun Mar 13, 2005 1:29 pm

Long update, large amounts of nudity, sticky slippery substances and tight leather outfits... You just have to love this story more and more every day!!! My fluffy little ears are quivering in anticipation for the chapter...

You are a man after my own fashion! Actually, any man who spends big parts of his days imagining Amber Benson and Alyson Hannigan naked would be a man after my own fashion. Lots in common, yah know...?:devil :D So, date? Totally... You so have my number...

That's why I could never date Joss Whedon (apart from that bit about him looking like a mixure of Rembrandt and Stephen King's evil clown); if I had A&A under contract, all of their scenes would be nude scenes. Every episode...With smootchies... What was wrong with that man?

Also, I'm learning to appreciate Oz as the villain, actually...

Thank you, oh Evil Genius! My little pink nose is trembling before thy greatness! Can we please make the movie!??

Agent Pineapple Bunny

:bow :bow :bow :bow ::bow :bow :bow :bow :bow :bow :bow :bow :bow :bow :bow :bow

Edited by: Reallybigpineapple at: 3/13/05 12:30 pm
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Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 6

Postby WickedReds » Sun Mar 13, 2005 2:10 pm

*Agent Wicked is sitting at her desk...avoiding flying items here and there coming from Wimpys side of the room*

"Wow Wimpy that is one interesting ummm bunny suit"

*Doges flying objects*

Okay Willow and Tara's bunnie suits r very yummy to think about C.

And the dream telling that was great... i :thud , and i :drool ... woo hoo to that smutty bit.

*Starts to re read the smitty part of the update yet again.. but then a small missile hits the desk*

BOOM!!!!!

*room fills with banana flavored lubricant gel*

ANYA!!!!!!



-Agent Wicked :willow



Meine Banane tanzt für Rußflocke :banana

Smutbunny Anthem: *sung to tune from Goldfinger* Smutbunnies...they'e the bunnies, the bunnies that love the smut...and Willow's butt. They surf for smut fiction...always lookin' for the next naked sweaty fix...of Tara's tits.- Written By Cameron(tarawhipped) For Us Smut Bunnies

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Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 6

Postby Lt Sticks » Sun Mar 13, 2005 5:39 pm

oh wow...gotta love Tara getting revenge there. And Willow's kung fu certainly is strong. Im converted, I want to be a Bunny too!



~Sticks

I will Love You, Forever and a Day
If its only tears and pain, isnt it still worth the cost - Alison Krauss, That Kind of Love

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Re: Smut Bunnies! chapter 6

Postby tarasgirl2 » Sun Mar 13, 2005 7:16 pm

Ohhhhhhh C.

You are such a man after my own heart...if my heart leant to men. *Sigh*

The leather, oh the leather...you finally gave me the leather! Bless your little button nose. :love And I completely agree with you about Harmony, she was hilarious on Angel and much funnier and better used than she'd been on Buffy. Oh and before I forget, big Hi to a fellow Aussie! I'm a Melbournite myself. :pride

I loved this whole update but then again, there's not a lot to hate there really. Willow and Tara in post-coital bliss and double-showering :wink And then the leather, ah the leather...*taking a moment*...and then of course there was the leather...hang on, I mentioned that, oh yes, there was the action! Damn, Tara is hot in action and of course, the action between our two bunnies, however vicarious :smug was rather spectacular. Looooove the comments about Willow's kung fu :rofl

And now there will be dancing :dance and celebration :banana for the fact that I got something right! Hurrah! That bunny training must've paid off! Faith is not the mysterious yet-to-be-revealed agent :applause Which of course leaves the question of just who this agent is...hmmm.

Let us have a poll - which canon Buffy/Angel characters do our bunnies tip to be this mysterious lackey?



Cordelia

Dawn

Kendra

Joyce

Darla

Drusilla

Glory



That's all I can think of just now, lol. Have to recharge the bunny brain cells. That's not counting all the characters already introduced through the Ministry of course! My money's on Queen C :sh



:kitty Pastel Bunny signing off 'til next time

"No dancing naked, huh? Sigh. It just won't be the same." - Willow

"That's all right, we can save it for later." - Tara

(Wilderness Part 1 by Amber Benson & Christopher Golden)

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