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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 19 ********
Previously: Quote:
“You know, I think I’m gonna have a shower first instead,” she said and walked out the door.
Tara stayed there, surprised for a moment until Willow put her head back around the door, smiling.
“Aren’t you coming?”
“I certainly hope so,” Tara said, jumping up and running to the doorway, embracing her lover from behind and placing a series of kisses on her neck.
“Mmhh, that can definitely be arranged,” Willow replied, tilting her head and offering more of her neck for the brunette.
She walked them both towards the bathroom, Tara never stopping her attentions. When they got there, Willow spun around in her girlfriend’s arms and pushed the taller girl against the door, closing it in the process.
She tilted her head and Tara leaned down, their lips meeting in a fiery embrace and Willow pushed her tongue through to meet its eager twin. She brought her hands up and cupped both of Tara’s breasts, rubbing her thumb over the nipples. The older girl moaned into the kiss and ran her hands up and down Willow’s back.
The redhead pulled away after a few minutes, eliciting a disappointed whimper from the other girl.
“Need to start the shower,” she said off the confused look.
Tara nodded and Willow went to move towards the shower but was pulled back from around the waist.
“Panties off,” Tara whispered in her ear, “I wanna see your butt when you lean over.”
“What my girl wants, my girl gets,” Willow replied sensually, dragging her panties down her body and going towards the shower again, making a pointed effort to bend over and stick her ass in air, surprising herself with her blunt display of sexuality, but loving it nonetheless.
“Yummy,” Tara verbalised her appreciation, resisting the urge to reach out and grab the flesh, then wondering why the hell she was resisting and leapt forward, grabbing a butt cheek in each hand.
“Ooh, baby,” Willow moaned at the contact, putting her hands against the door of the shower, stabilising herself, “Still have to put the shower on…”
Tara dropped her hands and cleared her throat nervously.
“Um, Will? Are we okay to…you know…here? I mean, family bathroom and all?”
“Huh?” Willow asked, turning to face the brunette, “Baby, this is my bathroom. My parents have their own. I’m the only one ever in here.”
“Oh. Well then, lets shower!”
Willow opened the shower door and reached in, twisting the knobs to get to a good temperature and let it run for a second. She reached behind and took Tara’s hand before standing under the spray, pulling the other girl in with her. Tara closed the door behind them and the couple got close so they could both stand under the showerhead.
“It’s warm,” Tara said, pointing out the obvious.
“It’s nice,” Willow replied.
“Can I wash your hair?”
Willow reached behind the brunette and grabbed the bottle of shampoo, handing it to her wordlessly. Tara squirted some of the liquid into her hands and moved Willow out of the spray so she could lather it through the wet red tresses.
“You are so beautiful,” she whispered, bringing them both back under the spray, washing the shampoo out, “So beautiful.”
Willow took the bottle from Tara’s hands and copied the brunette’s motions, shampooing her girlfriend’s hair and washing it clean.
She put the bottle back in its basket and took the shower gel, putting some in her hands and then setting it back in place. She rubbed her hands together and ran them along Tara’s sides, soaping her up. Tara giggled as Willow moved across her stomach and up to her breasts, making sure every inch of flesh was lathered up.
“I think they’re clean,” she said as the redhead continued her ministrations.
“I have to make sure,” Willow replied, not letting up.
Eventually the smaller girl moved her hands to trail down the brunette’s sides. Tara took the opportunity to bring their bodies together.
“This way we’ll save soap,” she said, moving against the other girl, transferring the lather between them.
Willow moaned and wrapped her arms around Tara’s neck, moving with the brunette. They continued in this fashion for a few minutes until the brunette backed them up against the wall. Willow shivered as the cool tile hit her back, but quickly forgot about the cold when Tara swooped down and took a nipple in her mouth.
“Mmmhhh, Tara,” she moaned, resting one hand lightly on top of her girl’s head.
Tara switched back and forth for a few minutes, holding onto the redhead’s hips, before straightening up and cupping Willow’s cheeks, kissing her deeply.
“Turn around,” she said softly when they pulled back.
Willow complied and gasped when skin again came into contact with the wall, the fact that her skin was even more heated from her girlfriend’s touch making the tile seem that much colder.
She felt Tara move behind her and looked over her shoulder to see her kneeling on the shower floor, gripping her hips. She put her own hands flat against the wall and sighed softly when she felt the brunette start to trail kisses across her lower back. She moaned when she felt the lips go lower, licking and nibbling the flesh of her bottom.
After a few minutes, the brunette stood up, wrapping one arm around the redhead’s waist and placing her hand flat over the girl’s stomach. She let the other follow the curve of Willow’s ass, and encouraged the smaller girl to open her legs. The redhead did as requested and felt Tara enter her suddenly from behind with one finger.
“Oh shit, baby that’s good.”
Tara, whose head was resting against the smaller girl’s shoulder, smiled at the swear word, finding it wonderfully naughty to hear it coming from her shy girlfriend, especially given the fact that it was brought out from something she herself was doing. The thought spurring her on, she moved her finger in and out, increasing her pace gradually until she was moving at a fairly fast speed and slipped a second finger inside as well.
“God yes,” Willow groaned as she felt herself being filled completely.
“You’re so tight, Will,” Tara whispered in her ear, starting a rubbing motion on the girl’s stomach, “You feel so good.”
Willow grunted in response and started rolling her hips, dropping her head forward when she felt Tara hit against her sweet spot.
“Harder,” she panted and let out a long moan when the brunette promptly started thrusting harder inside her.
Tara continued the rubbing motion on Willow’s stomach, feeling the muscles beneath jumping around. She started moving downwards, getting lower and lower until it was just two fingers rubbing firmly against the redhead’s clit.
“Oh god, I’m so… I love you Tara, I love you.”
“Love you too,” Tara replied in that same sensual low tone she had adopted from the beginning of their lovemaking session.
Willow felt herself cresting and Tara’s words were all she needed to finally go over, bucking uncontrollably against the brunette’s fingers as the waves of pleasure shot through her.
“TARRRAA!”
She felt her legs begin to give way, but Tara was quick to bring the hand, that had been paying attention to the girl’s clit, up to hold her around the waist as her other hand continued to thrust slowly.
“I’ve got you, honey, I’ve got you.”
Willow nodded and took some deep breaths as Tara stilled her movements altogether. With one last shudder she slowly turned in the brunette’s arms, her fingers getting extracted in the process and wrapped her arms around her neck again, leaning up for a smouldering kiss.
“Wow, baby. Talk about intense,” Willow said, pulling back a few moments later.
“I really like making love to you,” Tara replied, then seemed to get embarrassed by the admission and ducked her head.
“Hey, baby, believe me,” Willow responded and tilted the brunette’s head up with her hand, “I very much like that you like it. And I like making love to you too. I love it. In fact, I think I would very much like to show you how much.”
Tara didn’t get a chance to respond as their positions were swiftly reversed and Willow was on her knees in front of her, lavishing kisses all over her smooth stomach.
Tara moaned her approval at this sudden change and the redhead moved to give the same attention to the taller girl’s hips, kissing down her thighs, moving slowly inwards. The older girl spread her legs as much as she could in a not-so-subtle request and Willow eagerly dived in, burying her face into Tara’s curls, bringing her hands up to hold onto the brunette’s hips, steadying both of them.
“Oh Willow, Willow, Willow, Willow,” Tara repeated over and over again in a mantra as she felt her girlfriend’s tongue start to glide through her.
As she heard the brunette saying her name over and over, almost like she was her own personal cheer squad, she wrapped her lips around the taller girl’s bundle of nerves and started a strong sucking motion, moving her jaw as fast as she could. She let her tongue flick over it in fast strokes before sucking again, continuing in this fashion as Tara gasped and groaned above her, one of her hands would tightly into red hair.
“God this feels so good. Oh god, don’t stop, I think I’ll die if you stop,” Tara rasped out, her head thrashing from side to side.
Willow got out a barely audible ‘won’t stop’ before continuing, bringing one hand down to probe at her girlfriend’s opening. She was about to enter the brunette when she heard her speak again.
“Two, Will. Fill me up.”
The redhead positioned two fingers at the brunette’s entrance and began to push in slowly, knowing she’d only used one the night before and wanting to ease in. Tara had a different idea however and bore down, taking all of the smaller girl’s fingers inside, crying out at the duel stimulation of her lover’s hand and tongue.
“Ugh. Holy crap. Oh my… that is so good, Willow, so fucking good.”
Willow found herself just as pleased with Tara’s use of the swear word as the brunette had been earlier and filed it away in the back of her mind to be a bit more free-flowing with them. She redoubled her efforts and, making sure to keep her mouth on target, glanced up, instantly enthralled by the sight of her girl, eyes shut tight, mouth hanging open, breasts heaving up and down as she continued to move herself against the redhead.
Willow heard a hitch in her girlfriend’s breath and with one last simultaneous suck and thrust, she felt the contractions around her fingers and knew the brunette was coming. She opened her mouth wide to accept the onslaught of juices, letting them slide down her throat as she savoured the flavour.
Tara felt the orgasm rip through her. She tried to open her mouth to say the only thing that was going through her mind, to call out Willow’s name, but found herself unable, all her energy going to the intense pleasure shooting from nerve to nerve. Without warning, she suddenly felt Willow thrust up into her again in a hard motion, hitting right against her sweet spot and exploded all over again. Barely having had time to recover from the first one, the intensity caused her to collapse onto the floor beneath.
Willow saw what was happening and quickly manoeuvred her free arm to ease her lover down into a sitting position; her own fingers still nestled inside. Tara was breathing heavily, her eyes still shut tight.
“You okay, love?” Willow asked, concerned when the brunette didn’t move or say anything after a few minutes.
Tara fluttered her eyes open and looked into concerned green orbs.
“Okay doesn’t even begin to describe it. That was amazing.”
“Was shower sex on that list you were talking about?” Willow smirked.
“No. But it’s on my new ‘things I have to do with Willow again’ list. I think we’ll find it will end up being quite comprehensive.”
Willow smiled and went to move forward, quickly remembering where her fingers still were in the process.
“Is it okay if I get my hand back?” she asked in a quiet voice.
“Oh, right,” Tara said, blushing and opening her legs a little, “Sorry.”
Willow slowly extracted her fingers, hearing a small whimper from the brunette at the loss and brought the digits up to examine.
“Hehe, I’m all wrinkly,” she giggled, showing Tara her fingers too.
Tara giggled too and pulled Willow to her, meeting in a firm kiss, tasting herself on the redhead’s lips. They both got to their feet, never letting up their lip lock until they were both under the showerhead again.
Willow pulled back and giggled once again.
“Now that is impressive.”
“What?” Tara asked, confused but giggling along anyway, finding her girlfriend’s laughter to be infectious.
“The water’s still warm.”
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Am I allowed to put it on my signature? You know, just figured I should ask permission. Can't go stealing your wonderful words without consent 
All around hmm. Lovely awesome post. PAMS?