I am happy to say that this is the last update for this story because it's finished.
I hope that you all enjoyed this story, and that you'll continure to read my fics on the board, which I am in the process of finishing as well. Hope the ending doesn't disappoint.
Tanya
Title: Internet Connection
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except the ones I made up.
RATING!!!!! NC-17!!!!!!
The End
How could it be over so quickly? It felt to Willow like Tara had just gotten there and already it was her last night in Sunnydale. Something just didn’t seem right about that. Tonight was supposed to be special, more than special and now... she just couldn’t think about anything but having to say goodbye tomorrow. She didn’t want to say goodbye at all, she wanted Tara to be there forever. It wasn’t right, her leaving. It wasn’t supposed to be that way. She was supposed to come here and realize just how much they were meant to be together and she was supposed to stay. Her heart hurt so bad just thinking about tomorrow.
Willow tried to pull herself together, tried to focus on this evening. When Tara walked out that bedroom, she needed to have a smile on her face. She needed things to be okay for tonight. She didn’t want the other woman to see her upset and to see her hurting. Tara deserved for the rest of her visit to be just as great as the beginning. It was really the least Willow could do. She would put on her brave face and give Tara the night of her life. She knew it was going to take all the resolve she had to be able to do it, because inside she felt like she was dieing.
“Do I look okay?” Tara asked nervously. She walked into the living room looking expectantly at Willow. She hoped the long skirt and blouse were dressy enough for where ever Willow was taking her. She hadn’t really packed anything fancy because she didn’t think she would be needing it.
“You look amazing,” Willow said moving toward the blonde. It was amazing how distracting Tara could be. One look at her and the redhead lost all ability to think and focus on anything but her. “I’m feeling like I should change now,” she smiled taking Tara’s hand.
“No, you... you look beautiful,” Tara said leaning in to place a chaste kiss on Willow’s lips. “So... I know you wanted to take me out tonight, just us, a romantic dinner,” she said fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. She had something to say, something she needed to say. “And that would be really nice, but... I was kind of thinking maybe we could stay in tonight.”
“We can... I just thought...”
“You wanted to make it special,” Tara finished, mustering up all her courage she did what she had to do. Willow nodded her agreement. “That’s exactly why I want to stay in. I’m ready.”
“Ready?”
“You know... ready,” Tara said unable to look Willow in the eye. It was her last night here and the entire time she was getting dressed she just had this feeling that she wasn’t supposed to be putting clothes on. She wanted Willow to take her from the first moment they met and the thought of going home without it happening... well... that just wasn’t going to work for her.
“You mean... ready, ready?”
“I do,” Tara said finally gaining the courage to look at the redhead.
“I’m so nervous,” Willow said with an anxious grin.
“Me too, but a good nervous,” Tara said. “I’ve waited a really long time for this moment. I never wanted it to be something I’d regret down the road. I thought it would be easy, finding love, but then it wasn’t, and I wondered if maybe I made the wrong choice to wait, and then I met you,” she said smiling at Willow. “I know this is how it was meant to be. I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” Willow said, “and I’m glad I get to show you just how much.”
Willow led Tara over near the stereo. It just felt natural for the redhead to step into that role. They fell into a steady rhythm, swaying to the music. Tara had her arms draped over Willow’s shoulders, her head resting there. The blonde felt as if she were becoming intoxicated from her girlfriend’s scent. Willow’s hands had started on the small of her partner’s back, but had slowly made their way to Tara’s rear end. Willow could hardly believe she was dancing in her living room with Tara, a woman so beautiful she could have been a supermodel, being able to hold her and touch her, and know that Tara wanted her too. Those were things she had only dreamt about. Willow was pulled from her reverie by soft kisses placed on her neck. She wanted to feel those soft lips on her own. She tilted the blonde’s head up, and kissed the lips she never wanted to stop kissing. The kiss turned into something so passionate, the music long forgotten. Willow wished she had set the apartment up romantically, maybe some candles and rose petals, but it was too late for that now. It would be special because it was with Tara. She broke the kiss and led Tara into her bedroom. She couldn’t resist the time to light a few candles, bathing the room in a soft glow. She wanted to make it a night Tara would never forget. Once the candles were lit the two women picked up right where they had left off.
Tara easily unbuttoned the redhead’s blouse, sliding her hands underneath the fabric, touching the smooth skin for the first time. It was soft beneath her fingers like silk. She pushed the shirt from her girlfriend’s body, ravishing Willow’s neck with her mouth before the shirt hit the floor. Willow allowed Tara to undress her, enjoying the slow but torturous pace the blonde set. When at last she was naked, the redhead decided it was her turn. She raised Tara’s arms above her head, running her hands all the way down to the hem of her shirt. She then pulled it up off her soon to be lover’s body, the skirt following quickly. Tara knew this was where she wanted the evening to go, and it was no coincidence that she had worn her sexy red lace bra and panties. Willow bit her bottom lip as she appraised her girlfriend’s appearance. Clearly Willow liked what she saw, she kissed Tara, gently pushing her back onto the bed, leaving her in the lingerie. She climbed onto the bed next to her, kissing the blonde again.
Willow’s hand started a slow exploration of Tara’s body. She had seen, and felt some of it before, but tonight was different. She didn’t want to just touch Tara, she wanted to memorize every thing, each dip and curve of her body. The redhead trailed her finger across the edge of the lacy bra, making Tara squirm. She pulled back from the kiss and smiled down at her. She wanted to let the blonde know that she wasn’t going to tease her tonight, but she wanted to take her time. Making love to Tara was not something she was going to rush through.
“Just relax,” Willow whispered. “I promise it will be worth it.”
“Willow,” Tara said reverently, caressing the other woman’s cheek. Willow looked deeply into those soulful blue eyes hoping Tara could see all she felt. She dipped her head down and began kissing the blonde’s neck, her hand finally covering one of her lover’s breasts. Tara couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped her lips. Willow had just barely gotten started and already her body was humming. Willow’s hand had made it’s way under the fabric, and her mouth soon joined it at it’s location. The redhead sucked the nipple through the lace and delighted in every noise coming from her lover. The bra was becoming a hindrance and rather than waste time having Tara sit up so she could remove it, she tore it open, eliciting a shocked gasp from her partner, her mouth going back to its previous task. She circled the hardened peak with her tongue before taking it into her mouth.
Tara’s breasts were more than taken care of, so Willow slid her hand down between the blonde’s legs, raking her finger over the lace covered center. Tara spread her legs giving Willow better access and hopefully encouraging her to give that area more attention. The redhead could feel her lover’s wetness through the sheer fabric, and the combination of that and Tara’s wonton moans were making it difficult to remain in control. She paused her actions and looked down at the blonde, waiting for her blue eyes to snap open.
“Is something wrong?” Tara asked nervously, her breathing heavy.
“No, baby, I just wanted to see your eyes,” Willow said stroking her center again. She watched her lover’s eyes darken with desire as she snaked her hand beneath the fabric of Tara’s panties and dip into the wetness. Her finger was instantly coated as she explored each fold. She kissed Tara before removing her hand and positioning herself on her knees. She slid the panties down the blonde’s legs and tossed them onto the floor with the rest of their discarded clothing. She crawled up Tara’s body, laying half on top of her. She kissed the other woman and went back to stroking her desire. She eased one finger into the blonde’s opening, then adding a second. She started moving them in and out in a slow steady rhythm. She broke the kiss so she could watch her lover’s face. Willow wanted to make sure she wasn’t hurting the blonde. She wanted this to be amazing for her girlfriend. Willow confirmed that Tara was okay and she started thrusting a little harder, using her thumb to toy with Tara’s clit on every thrust. She sensed that Tara was close, Willow curled her fingers up stimulating the blonde’s g spot. Tara pushed back against her girlfriend’s hand, riding it to a powerful orgasm.
Willow had been lulled into complacency watching Tara as she rode the wave of pleasure. She never anticipated the blonde flipping them so that she was now on top. Willow had done this before, but Tara had not. She stared in awe at the redhead’s body. If she was feeling nervous at all, Willow couldn’t tell. She looked up into the dark blue pools and all she saw was love. Tara could feel it all around them in the air, and it gave her a confidence she didn’t know she had.
“You are so sexy,” Tara said toying with her lover’s breasts. Unlike her partner she went straight to what she wanted to do, ravishing her chest with her mouth, her hand exploring Willow’s nether region. It was all so new to her and she didn’t have the patience to take things slowly. That would come later. The redhead moaned loudly, already nearing a climax with Tara’s hand playing with her clit. The blonde kissed her way down Willow’s body, settling herself between her lover’s legs. She paused before taking her first taste, licking the full length of her center.
“Oh God, Tara,” Willow called out, as her lover expertly maneuvered her tongue around her desire. When she felt that Willow could take no more, she surrounded her clit with her mouth, sucking it, an orgasm exploding through her partner, Willow crying out her lover’s name. Tara moved up the other woman’s body, kissing her passionately when she reached her mouth.
Willow wasn’t done with Tara yet. It wasn’t fair that the blonde had tasted her when she hadn’t yet had that honor. She received no resistance when she flipped their position again and licked her way down the blonde’s body. Tara was still sopping wet, and Willow breathed in her desire before taking her first taste. Tara writhed beneath her attention, unable to remain still. Willow had to hold her hips to keep her still enough to be able to maintain contact. She thrust her tongue into Tara catching the blonde by surprise. Tara moved against her mouth torn between wanting to let Willow explore her, and needing release. The redhead must have sensed this because without warning she gently bit her lover’s clit and then soothed it with her tongue, circling it feverishly. Willow was rewarded for her effort with a rush of liquid as Tara screaming her name. She moved back up her lover’s body and kissed her gently. She wiped the hair from her girlfriend’s face.
“I love you,” Tara said quietly.
“I love you too,” Willow responded with a kiss. She looked down lovingly at the blonde, stroking her cheek. She wanted to know exactly what Tara was feeling at that moment. If there was even the slightest amount of disappointment or regret, but she was too scared to ask. Too scared to know the answer.
“What?” The blonde questioned. She could tell there was something on Willow’s mind.
“Nothing, it’s...”
“Willow... it was perfect,” Tara said reassuring the other woman, “better than I ever imagined.”
“So... you aren’t... I don’t know... you don’t regr..”
“No,” Tara stated firmly not giving her the chance to finish her thought. “I only have one regret.”
“You do?” Willow asked nervously.
“Yeah, that I haven’t touched you nearly enough, but I’m about to fix that right now,” Tara said sliding her hand down Willow’s body. She captured the redhead’s lips in a heated kiss that left no doubt in Willow’s mind this was exactly what Tara wanted to be doing.
It had been one hour, exactly one hour since Tara left. Willow drove her to the airport and watched her get on the plane and then she fell apart. She tried her best for Taylor’s sake not to, but she only made it as far as the car and then it was over and she’d been crying ever since. It was so unfair. Why did she have to leave? She knew it wasn’t right to be upset with Tara, she had to go home, but it didn’t make her feel any better. It felt empty now. Even Taylor’s incessant talking couldn’t fill the void that was left. It hurt so bad.
“Mommmmy, please stop crying. I want to play with you,” Taylor whined.
“In a little while,” Willow said through her tears.
“No, now. I know you’re sad because Tara went bye-bye. I’m sad too. That’s why we should play,” Taylor said jumping up on her mother.
“Taylor, don’t please,” Willow said. The little girl climbed off and frowned. Willow felt even worse now. “Baby, I’m sorry, come here.” Taylor shook her head no. “Please,” Willow said.
“No, you don’t love me anymore.”
“That could never happen. I will always love you,” she said her tears slowing. “I’m just very, very sad because Tara had to leave today, and I miss her. I wanted her to stay.”
“I miss her too,” Taylor said sitting on her mother. “Let’s go get her.”
“I wish we could, but we can’t.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s... we just can’t. Tara had to go back to Seattle because that’s where she lives, that’s where her home is, where her job is, and where her life is,” Willow said mournfully. “I wanted us to be her life now. I wanted her to stay here and live with us forever and ever and ever. Wouldn’t that have been nice?”
“Yes.”
“It really would have,” she said stroking her daughters hair. “We would have gotten a house with a back yard, and one day you might have had a sister or a brother.”
“Or a kitty?” Taylor asked excitedly.
“Yes, definitely a kitty,” Willow smiled.
“But Tara’s never coming back?”
“Well... no. I’m sure she’ll come back and see us again and we’ll probably go see her.”
“And we talk on the commuter and the phone?”
“Yeah, we’re still gonna do that stuff,” Willow said reassuring her daughter and herself. “Thank you.”
“What I did?” Taylor asked.
“You made me feel better,” Willow said kissing her on the head. “How would you like to go to Chuck E. Cheese for dinner?”
“Yay!”
It was crazy that’s what it was. Tara knew that, she wasn’t stupid. She should be on the plane flying home right now, but she couldn’t. She just couldn’t get on the plane. She tried, she had, but it was like someone was ripping her heart from her chest and she thought she might die. How do you get on a plane under those circumstances? She found she couldn’t. It was absolutely impossible to leave Willow, but she had to go back. She had an apartment, a job, a life in Seattle that she had to get back to. She couldn’t just abandon all that, but she couldn’t abandon Willow and Taylor either. What was she supposed to do?
Her whole life she’d never had to face a situation like this. There was always a clear answer. When she left home to go to college the decision was easy. Granted the situation was entirely different, but it was still moving. And she wanted to move. Tara wanted so badly to move here and be with Willow and Taylor, to be a family. It was everything she dreamed of. In truth the decision wasn’t difficult at all, she knew exactly what she wanted, just not how to get it. She knew whether she wanted to or not she had to get on the plane, or a different plane now because that one was long gone, but she had to go back to Seattle. She had things there that needed to be taken care of and asking Willow about moving probably wouldn’t be a bad idea either.
“How are you doing?” Buffy asked dropping her patrol gear by the front door of her best friends apartment.
“How do I look?” Willow asked her eyes still red and puffy from her last bout of tears. She spoke briefly with Tara on the phone after work, but that was it and the blonde said she had to go. She said I love you, but something just felt off with them. Maybe it was the sex, maybe it was bad and now she wished it never happened. That’s what Willow thought anyway, and that was enough to make her break down again.
“It’s okay Will, or at least it will be,” Buffy said hugging her.
“Don’t even think about saying I told you so,” Willow said with a small grin before the tears started coming again.
“I know you love her and if she is everything you say she is than she loves you too.”
“Then why didn’t she want to talk to me tonight,” Willow said. “She sent me a message telling me she got home fine, but no call, and then all day today I waited for something, and I know she was working and I was supposed to be too, but still, you’d think she would miss me just a little more.”
“I’m sure she misses you,” Buffy said.
“If she missed me she would want to talk to me,” Willow said. “That’s what two people who are in love and separated do. We used to do it all the time before she came here. Maybe you were right, maybe things were moving just a little too fast, and maybe now Tara wishes she never came here.”
“I don’t think that’s it at all, and I was way wrong, not that I actually got the chance to meet her,” Buffy said sounding a little hurt.”
“I’m sorry about that, I wanted you guys to meet her, I really did. It’s just that I wanted to spend all the time I could with her and I didn’t want to compete for her attention any more than I already had to with Taylor around.”
“We understand,” Buffy said, “I understand, I’m not so sure about Xander. You know how he can be.”
“Yeah, I know,” Willow said pulling back from Buffy’s embrace. “I just wish she was here. God, Buffy, I love her so much. I wish I could put in to words how good it felt to be with her. Being able to hold her and touch her and make love to her...”
“Okay, no more details, please,” Buffy said, “bad visual imagery.”
“Really? I think it’s great,” Willow said smiling.
“That’s because you’re gay, and me, not so much and not so much with liking picturing my best friend with another woman,” Buffy said.
“Gross, you shouldn’t be picturing it.”
“You try not seeing something like that when it’s being explained to you,” Buffy said defending herself. “What if I started talking about that guy Ben, that I slept with at the beach party. You know, holding him, touching him, having sex with him.”
“I beg you to stop,” Willow said holding up her hand.
“Told you so.”
“Do you think it’s over?” Willow asked looking hopefully at her friend.
“No, definitely not over,” Buffy said.
“Thanks for coming and for staying the night,” Willow said. “I really need someone right now. I just couldn’t be alone tonight”
“That’s what friends are for.”
“Taylor! Stop knocking on the door,” Willow yelled from her bedroom. She knew her daughter wanted breakfast, but seriously, she had to have time to put some clothes on. She was going back to work today even though she still didn’t feel like it. Having Buffy stay last night had helped some and when she called Tara tonight she would talk to her about everything that was bothering her.
“I’m not,” Taylor said running into the room just as Willow threw her shirt over her head.
“I’ll get it,” Buffy said. “It’s probably a sales person or a Jehovah’s witness, something like that,” she said rushing to the front door. “Can I help you?” She asked opening the front door.
“I... I was looking for...”
“Tara,” Willow said walking into the living room. “What? What are you doing here?”
“I missed you,” the blonde said ducking her head. She wasn’t sure who the blonde at the door was, but she was wearing pajamas so Tara could only assume she’d spent the night. Her brain immediately went into self doubt mode, thinking Willow was already seeing someone else. Maybe she was really bad the other night, with the making love, and Willow wanted someone more experienced. She knew this was a bad idea.
“I missed you too,” Willow said moving Buffy out of the way so she could embrace the other woman. “You came all the way here because you missed me?”
“I did.”
“I don’t know what to say,” Willow smiled.
“Hi, I’m Buffy, Willow’s best friend,” the slayer said looking around the redhead so the blonde could see her. Another woman opening Willow’s door in her pajamas probably looked just a little bit suspicious.
“Hi,” Tara said smiling shyly, and feeling much relieved. She’d heard Willow talk a lot about Buffy before.
“Okay, then, I’m gonna go change,” Buffy said, “and you are going to help me,” she said taking Taylor by the hand, leaving the two women alone.
“Why did you really come back?” Willow asked gently pulling Tara inside and closing the door. “Not that I’m not beyond happy to see you, I just...”
“I really did come back because I missed you,” Tara said. “I got to the airport and got on the plane and you left, but I didn’t. I got off the plane because I couldn’t leave you, and then a couple hours later I realized I had to because I couldn’t just leave my home.”
“I know you can’t,” Willow said.
“Let me finish, please,” Tara said a pleading look in her eyes. “I tried to be okay there, but I wasn’t. I quit my job, and packed up my cat, and here I am,” she said. “I have a place, well... it’s a hotel room actually, but I’ll find something better once I find a job and I know this must seem so crazy to you and it feels that way to me too, but I need to be with you and if this is too much...”
“You’re babbling,” Willow said stepping closer, “that’s my deal.”
“Sorry.”
“You already have a place... it’s right here,” Willow said kissing her girlfriend. “This is home.”
THE END
by jay/wt4evr » Fri Aug 01, 2008 5:33 am 
(If so - go you! lol!)
That was so romantic!
Great ending good to see they both found that they belong with each other 
