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TITLE: Lessons In Love
AUTHOR: Laragh
CHAPTER RATING: NC-17
DISCLAIMER: Joss, UPN, FOX, ME and anyone else associated with the television show Buffy The Vampire Slayer own the characters of Willow and Tara and anyone else who may appear, I am simply a lowly viewer, trying to write some happier situations for, who I consider, the greatest TV couple ever.
SUMMARY: Highschool fic! You guys know I'm bad at summaries, so I’m gonna go with my standard 'happy, light reading.'
SPOILERS: Completely AU, so I doubt any. At most, the odd reference or piece of dialogue. Not supernatural, no way am I smart enough to write a magic fic
FEEDBACK: I love it.
Chapter 16
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“Are you sure?”
Willow heard no trace of doubt or uncertainty in her girlfriend’s voice, only unconditional love and devotion. She brought one of the brunette’s hands up to her mouth and kissed the open palm.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. I wanna make love with you.”
Tara leaned down and covered Willow’s lips with her own. The redhead responded instantly, running her tongue along the taller girl’s bottom lip. Tara opened her mouth to let her in, but as soon as she felt her girlfriend’s tongue, she wrapped her lips around it and sucked. Willow moaned into the kiss and started rubbing up and down the brunette’s arms.
Tara let both of her hands come around to rest on either of the younger girl’s hips. They continued kissing for what felt like hours, slowly building an intense passion as their tongues duelled. Suddenly Willow had an overwhelming urge to feel more of her girlfriend and brought a hand up to the top button of the brunette’s shirt. She popped the button and felt Tara smile into the kiss, encouraging her to continue.
She slowly moved down, pushing the buttons through until there was none left. She gripped either side of the fabric, before pulling it down the older girl’s shoulders. Both girls were pulled from their kiss as an errant button, that Willow had thought she’d popped but apparently hadn’t. The redhead didn’t even get a chance to appreciate that Tara was now sitting there in her bra as she brought her head down into her hands.
“I’m so sorry, so, so sorry.”
“Hey, it wasn’t my favourite shirt or anything. Besides, it’s just a button, I can sew it back on.”
“But-”
“Willow, you do know I’m not wearing a shirt, right?”
Willow’s head shot up as she registered the words that were spoken and her mouth went dry as she saw her girlfriend’s bra-encased breasts, looking delectable in the deep red fabric.
“Wow…look at those,” she said with a giddy smile on her face, oblivious to the fact that Tara had to hold back a giggle at her reaction.
Tara let her stare for a few moments until she decided she wanted to see some skin as well. She shuffled forward on the bed a little and reached a hand around to the zipper of the smaller girl’s dress.
Willow was snapped out of reverie when she felt hands on her back, not moving, just waiting for the go-ahead. She nodded shyly and felt the zipper being pulled down. When it reached the end, she stood up, shrugging the dress down her shoulders and off her body, where it pooled around her feet.
Tara sat, spellbound at the sight of her soon-to-be lover in just her matching black bra and panties. She got up and stood in front of the redhead, slipping her shoes off and holding her girlfriend with one hand on her hip before using her other to guide Willow’s fingers to her jeans.
The redhead leaned up to meet Tara’s lips again as her fingers went about undoing the button of her girlfriend’s pants. It took a couple of attempts as her fingers had started to shake slightly, but soon she was working the zipper down and Tara was shaking herself out of the fabric, leaving them both just in their underwear.
Tara let her hands fall under and behind to cup Willow’s ass through her panties as they continued kissing, just as passionate as before. The redhead reached behind with one hand to try and undo Tara’s bra, the other one caressing the skin around the brunette’s hip. She found the hook and attempted to release it, finding after a few moments of fumbling that she would need both her hands. Never stopping the kiss, she brought the other hand around to aid her attempts, but her shaking fingers were making it difficult to undo the little hooks.
Tara pulled back from the kiss when she felt the shaking hands on her back.
“Are you okay?” she asked in a loving tone.
“I-I’m sorry. I’m just a little nervous. But I definitely want to do this.”
“I’d be thinking you did this all the time if you weren’t nervous. I’m nervous too,” Tara replied gently.
“We can be nervous together?”
“We can be everything together.”
Willow smiled, grateful she wasn’t the only one who was anxious. They both met in a kiss again and the redhead found her hands had stopped shaking a little and she was able to release the hook on Tara’s bra. She held it in place for a minute, pulling back from the kiss.
“Can we sit? Or, um, lie down?”
Tara nodded and began to walk backwards, the hold Willow had on her bra getting lost in the process, and her bra slipped off her shoulders and to the floor. Even with her own confidence and trust she had in her girlfriend, she still automatically brought her arms up to cover her exposed chest.
“No, please,” Willow said, in awe of the brief glimpse she had gotten, “You’re breathtaking.”
She walked towards the brunette and then continued walking them both backwards until the back of Tara’s knees hit against the bed and she sat down, letting her arms fall to her side in the process. Willow, wanting to ease any uncomfortable feelings her girl might have, unhooked her own bra and dropped it to the ground.
Tara’s jaw literally dropped and her eye’s widened as she took in the pert breasts and rosy pink nipples of her girlfriend, already standing at attention from the slight chill in the room.
“I thought I was the breast girl here,” Willow said with a smile, surprised at the brunette’s reaction.
“You can be a Tara-breast girl,” Tara replied absently, still staring, “I can be a Willow-breast girl and we can have a very boob-inclusive relationship.”
Willow sat down in Tara’s lap in response, her legs wrapping around the taller girl’s back, the brunette’s hands coming out to cup her ass, supporting the position.
Willow moaned and Tara let out a soft gasp as their breasts came into contact with each other. The older girl fell backwards onto the bed, cupping the back of Willow’s head and bringing her for a steamy kiss as the redhead started moving up and down, both moaning into the kiss as their nipples touched.
Willow left Tara’s lips to start trailing kisses down her neck, stopping to suck and nip at her pulsepoint. Tara ran her hands up and down the smaller girl’s back as the Willow moved to her girlfriend’s collarbone and down the valley between her breasts.
She raised her head and took in the sight of the brunette’s flushed chest, her breasts heaving slightly and her nipples already hard, just begging to be touched. She decided she couldn’t wait any longer and wrapped her lips around the taut peak, sucking on it.
“Oh…Oh…Willow, that feels so good!”
Willow was delighted that she was doing something right, that Tara seemed to be enjoying herself. As soon as she’d told the brunette she’d wanted to make love, the other worries, that she wouldn’t be good enough, that she wouldn’t know what to do came rushing back. But right now, the exquisite feeling of Tara’s nipple in her mouth and the verbal confirmations of pleasure from above were all she could think about.
Tara thought her body was going to spontaneously combust at the bliss she felt go through her when Willow started sucking on her nipple. She had never felt anything like it before and couldn’t wait to give the same treatment to her girlfriend. But as good as the breast currently being adored by Willow’s mouth felt, her other breast was missing some attention, any attention.
“Will…honey…hand…other,” she panted out, moaning loudly as the redhead bit down lightly on the nipple in her mouth.
The smaller girl lifted her head as she heard Tara speak, the brunette groaning at the sudden loss of contact.
“S-sorry, baby,” Willow said, mad at herself for not knowing what the taller girl wanted, “I, um, I d-don’t know…”
“Hey, I’m the former stutterer here,” Tara said, with a loving smile, “I just needed some, uh, contact with the other side?”
“Oh. Oh,” she said and reached out to cup both breasts in her hands, “Like this?”
“Oh god, just like that,” Tara moaned, arching her back into the touch.
“This is good?” the redhead asked, to confirm.
“Oh, Willow, everything you do is good.”
Willow grinned in delight and started pinching the nipples between her thumb and forefinger and watched it wonder as they grew even harder. Suddenly, Tara pulled her down to a lying position on the bed beside her and crawled on top of her, leaning down for a quick kiss before she copied the redhead’s path down her neck, to her collarbone and eventually arriving at two small breasts.
She nuzzled her cheek against one, then the other, placing small kisses all around the flesh. Willow was panting heavily at her ministrations and gasped when Tara ran her tongue over one of the stiff nipples.
Tara grinned at the reaction and wrapped her lips around the nipple, sucking and biting lightly as one of her hands came up to massage the other breast. After a few minutes, she switched sides, giving the other nipple some oral attention. Willow brought a hand up to hold onto the brunette’s head, keeping her in place.
Tara, meanwhile, was trailing one hand down the soft skin of the redhead’s stomach. She felt the edge of her girlfriend’s panties and bunched up the fabric, before starting to pull them down the smaller girl’s legs, never stopping the licking and kissing on her chest above.
Willow lifted her hips to aid the divesting of her last piece of clothing and kicked them off when she felt them go past her knees.
Tara leaned back and kneeled between the younger girl’s legs, marvelling at her first look of the girl naked. She remembered how self-conscious she had felt earlier when she had been topless for the first time and how Willow had been quick to even the playing field. With that thought in mind, she slipped off the end of the bed and dragged her own panties down her legs.
“You’re so beautiful,” Tara said as she resumed her kneeling position.
“I…you…gorgeous,” Willow managed as she looked on in admiration of her girlfriend’s nude form.
Tara ran her hands up and down Willow’s outer thighs, slowly moving inwards. She ran her fingers through the soft red hair of her girlfriend’s mound and the smaller girl opened her legs a little more to give her some room.
The brunette gulped as even more of the younger girl’s centre came into view, and saw she was already incredibly wet. She let one finger dip into the wetness and felt an overwhelming sense of joy that she got to share such an intimate act with the girl she loved so much.
She let her finger explore for a few moments until she came across a bump and heard Willow let out a loud moan. She smiled, realising she’d found her girlfriend’s clit and played around with some different strokes, finding the redhead responded most enthusiastically to a slow but firm pressure.
“Tara…oh god, Tara that feels so good.”
Willow closed her eyes and felt a tension start to build around her as Tara continued her caresses.
“Oh don’t stop, don’t stop…no, wait, no, stop.”
Tara eased off but didn’t stop completely, confused by Willow’s request.
“Um, which do you want me to do?”
Willow took a deep breath and used her own hand to guide the brunette’s away from her clit, letting it just rest above her mound.
“Did I do something wrong?” Tara asked in a small voice.
“No, no, no, love. I was just about to, um…you know? And I didn’t want to…without you,” Willow admitted trying to give the other girl a reassuring smile.
“Oh,” Tara said, then shot the redhead a beaming smile as understanding dawned, “You really almost…?”
Willow nodded shyly, a slight blush rising in her cheeks. She held her arms out and Tara eagerly lay down beside her, closing the embrace. They started kissing again, running their hands up and down each other’s sides until Willow decided it was time she got to feel Tara and slipped a hand in between their bodies and let two fingers glide through the wetness.
Tara moaned into the kiss and used her hands to cup Willow’s ass, bringing their bodies closer together. The brunette gasped suddenly, breaking their kiss when she felt the redhead flick over her clit.
“Um… is that your, uh…” Willow trailed off, embarrassed.
“Oh yes,” Tara nodded, moaning as the smaller girl flicked it again.
Willow continued her motions, flicking in fast strokes since that seemed to be what Tara liked until she felt her girlfriend’s hand come back to explore her own core. She felt one of the brunette’s fingers come to her entrance and circle there for a minute. She looked up into sea-blue eyes and nodded, almost imperceptibly.
Tara saw the nod and pushed up into the first knuckle, staying in for a minute before pulling out and going back in, this time a little farther. Willow, meanwhile, had brought one hand up to grip Tara’s shoulder, never letting their eye contact be lost as she felt herself slowly be taken.
On the next stroke upwards, the brunette felt herself meet some resistance and rested her forehead against the smaller girl’s. She pulled out again and entered in a fast stroke, breaking through her girlfriend’s hymen in one swift motion.
Willow whimpered at the sudden jolt of pain but it was quickly replaced by the most amazing feeling of completeness and pleasure. She brought her own hand down from where it had been simply resting on Tara’s mound and circled her entrance too, wanting to be inside the brunette as much as she wanted Tara inside her.
She brought her other hand, the one that had been gripping the older girl’s shoulder, to Tara’s cheek, cupping it as she leaned in for a kiss. As they kissed, the redhead manoeuvred herself so she was lying on top of the brunette making sure to keep the finger, which was immobile inside her, in place.
Willow started moving her hips as she continued to circle the older girl’s entrance and Tara took the hint, moving her finger in and out. After a few moments, she felt the redhead enter her completely and felt a tear come to her eye at the connection.
Willow saw the tear and stilled her movements, but was met by quick protests from the brunette.
“No, don’t stop, please.”
“You sure?”
“God yes. I’ve never felt anything like this.”
“I know, baby. I know.”
They moved in and out of each other, both knowing their anatomy, they curved their fingers slightly and reached upwards, reaching the other’s sweet spot almost at the same time.
“Baby? Could you um…another?”
Tara slipped another finger inside the redhead and groaned at the delicious tightness she felt.
“Willow…”
Willow brought her thumb up to start flicking Tara’s clit again and the brunette threw her head back in pleasure.
“Ugh…ohh…yes, oh yes,” she moaned, bringing her own thumb up to give some friction to her girl’s clit.
Willow felt her toes start to curl at the added pressure and pumped faster in and out of the brunette.
“Tara…Tara, I think I’m…I think I’m gonna…” she started.
“Me too,” Tara panted.
She looked up and they locked eyes again.
“Together?” Willow asked, breathing heavily.
Tara nodded.
“Lips,” she said hoping Willow would understand.
The redhead, of course, did and had just one word in response.
“Eyes.”
Tara smiled and leaned up to kiss the smaller girl, keeping her eyes open, staring into green depths that were staring right back, and the contact was enough to send them both over the edge.
Their lips moved and eyes stayed locked as they both came, words and moans swallowed before they even had a chance to meet air.
Both felt pleasure radiate through their entire bodies, shooting from nerve to nerve as the mutual orgasm flowed through them.
They gradually slowed their movements until they were just resting inside each other and pulled away from their kiss with an audible pop, both taking huge lungfuls of air.
Willow rolled off to the side, unintentionally pulling both of their fingers from each other. She closed her eyes, mourning the loss for a second, before settling back down, stroking Tara’s cheek with the thumb.
“I love you,” the brunette said quietly.
“I love you too… That was incredible. I never knew anything could ever feel like that.”
“Mmhh, I know,” Tara said and cuddled into her lover, “Happy Birthday.”
Willow chuckled and wrapped her arms around the naked girl. Tara looked down and saw a spot of red on her girlfriend’s thigh.
“Oh love, you’re bleeding,” she said, sitting up.
“Oh. Uh, I think that’s normal, right? But it doesn’t hurt. I mean, it hurt for a like a second, but then I just felt you and you felt amazing. It still feels amazing, kind of tingly. So it’s all okay,” Willow reassured.
“I’ll be right back,” Tara replied, leaving the room for a minute before returning with a warm washcloth that Willow assumed she’d gotten from the bathroom.
The brunette knelt in front of her girlfriend and gently wiped the blood from her thighs and centre. Willow felt like she might cry at the tender touch and from having another intimate act on top of the lovemaking they had just shared. Tara gave a final soft dab and left the room again, returning moments later with the cloth, washed clean of any blood and she put it in the redhead’s laundry hamper.
“Thank you,” Willow said as Tara rejoined her on the bed, “That, um, I just…I love you.”
“I know. Just like I love you. Are you sleepy?”
Willow propped herself up on one elbow and entwined their fingers.
“I’ve got a better idea.”
“Oh yea?”
“Wanna go again?”
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