Hey all! I'm back and with a new update!!!!
Even though this week has been crazy busy for me, I can't seem to stop myself from writing and posting... I think I have a problem.. HELP!!!!
On to the feedback... thanks again to all those who have read!
Taralicious: No, those come ons
NEVER work...
.....but it was fun to write! Glad you enjoyed Buffy and Willow's not-too-subtle cajoling
Alex_Vixen: Yes, you were right on with guessing that it was the pizza at the door! Here's an update.. hope you like it! I agree... some people are just imbeciles and my story's Oz is definitely one of them.
Bewitchedyke: I made you laugh??! Wow... I was worried I went a little overboard and made that part completely un-funny and difficult to follow... but real live laugh out louds are such a compliment! Thank you
Willowtree252: No, we definitely cannot have Tara sulking in her room--even if she deserves to have a little sulk time... The first part of the evening is in this next update... hope you enjoy it!
Zampsa1975: This Oz is an ass, no doubt about it... I was thinking long and hard about having one of the girls righteously kick his puny ass... but then the idea of Buffy scaring him came to me.... Hope you like this next part!
Willowtarabuffyfaith: Glad you are enjoying my little story... and thanks for your patience!
Ok, here's the update... more to follow... I can't help myself!
C.
Chapter 6: Thoughts Revealed and a Near Miss
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Tara entered the kitchen to the sound of laughter reverberating from the living room.
Goddess, she thought to herself,
Willow has the sweetest laugh... and those eyes. You could get lost in them. And when she is mischievous her little tongue pokes out between her teeth. I wonder what happens to her eyes when she is on the brink of orgasm....
Tara immediately stopped in the act of taking down plates from the cupboard and stood in the middle of the kitchen in shock.
Where the hell did THOSE thoughts come from, Maclay? She wondered silently.
Shaking off her unusual behaviour, Tara continued gathered the items and brought them into the living room where Buffy was setting up the television for their show and Willow was opening the boxes of pizza.
Tara plunked down the plates and glasses and sat as far away from Willow as she could. She didn’t know why this woman suddenly made her feel disoriented and off-centered, but she wanted to halt anything from happening right away.
After all, the reason she was there at Buffy’s was that she broke up with Lana and was trying to start over so she could focus on her goals. Tara couldn’t afford to get caught up with another woman so soon after Lana and she was definitely not the type to start a fling knowing that it had no future.
“...Vegetarian and Hawaiian,” Willow finished, clearly in the middle of talking to Tara who had heard nothing of the redhead’s speech. Tara frantically tried to cover up her inattentiveness by smiling at Willow and nodding her head noncommittally.
Damn, why does she have to look so beautiful there in her sweats and tank top with a hint of skin showing where the two pieces of clothing meet? Willow thought to herself.
I could spend hours learning every curve and plane of that luscious body. Drool began to pool in the Willow’s slightly open mouth as she thought of kissing Tara’s abdomen right where she could see a hint of skin.
Snap out of it Rosenberg! She’s off limits. Remember what Buffy said. Willow tore her gaze away from Tara’s body and began fussing with the pizza to hide her staring.
Is she drooling? Tara mused.
That pizza must smell REALLY good, Tara thought unaware to the thoughts flashing through Willow’s mind.
Buffy, oblivious to the thoughts and actions of her friends, flopped down in front of the pizza with a hungry glare to her eyes. “Look out, ladies,” Buffy warned taking a generous helping of the pepperoni pizza in front of her. “This could get messy.”
Willow opened the first bottle of merlot and passed each woman a hefty glass. “Drink up,” she insited. “There’s plenty more to be had,” she continued closing her eyes as the first drops of wine slid down her throat.”Ummm,” she moaned decadently. “Delicious!”
Tara, taking her first sip as well, choked when she heard the musical whimper coming from the redhead and immediately began to cough.
Seeing the blonde sputtering, Willow jumped up from her seat and went to Tara’s aid. “You okay?” Willow asked nervously as she gently patted her on the back.
“Ugh...huh,” Tara tried to respond but the close proximity of Willow and her hands gently caressing her back threw her off kilter. She couldn’t catch her breath and Willow’s closeness was only making matters worse. Tara couldn’t explain her reaction to the redhead’s lusty moan, but she knew that if this was any indication of what the night would bring, then she better start distancing herself from Willow right away.
“I’m just going to...” Tara waved her hands indicating the direction of the bathroom and hurried from the scene.
When Tara closed the door to the bathroom, she sat down on the closed lid of the toilet and held her head in her hands.
What are you DOING, Tara? She asked herself helplessly.
Get those naughty thoughts out of your demented mind right NOW before you make everyone uncomfortable.
Worried about Tara’s choking and the way the blonde left in such a hurry, Willow went to the bathroom door and gently pushed the door open while calling out Tara’s name.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Willow asked in concern. “I didn’t want to leave you in here to choke so I thought I would come check on you. Because you know that statistics show that people who are choking have a tendency to want to go somewhere private because they are embarrassed and I didn’t want you to think that I wasn’t worried about you or your well-being, because I am...” Willow trailed off as the look on Tara’s face was one of shocked amusement.
“I was babbling again, wasn’t I?” Willow asked sheepishly looking at her feet and fiddling with the hem of her shirt. “I tend to do that when I’m nervous,” she admitted freely. “You have to stop me when I get on a rant like that or—“
“Or you’ll lose consciousness from lack of oxygen?” Tara joked as she seen how uncomfortable Willow looked in front of her.
“It’s okay,” Tara reassured Willow. “We all have our quirks. And plus, I think it’s kind of cute,” she admitted with a blush creeping up over her face.
Cute?!? Willow thought to herself doing a happy dance in her head.
She thinks I’m CUTE!!!”
“Hey, guys,” Buffy said poking her head around the door of the bathroom, “wanna take this party out to the living room where there are comfy chairs to sit on?” she asked bemused.
“Yeah, I’m okay now,” Tara admitted rising. “You guys go on out and I’ll be there shortly, okay?”
“Sure, sure,” Willow quickly answered. “Come on, Buffy let’s give the woman some privacy. Jeesh, girl can’t get any peace around here without people poking their noses in their business,” she mocked rolling her eyes and giving Tara a playful wink.
“You’d better hurry though, Tara. I’ve seen this one eat and she can pack away a lot for someone so tiny,” Willow said earning a poke in the side from Buffy for her comments.
“Hey! I’m hungry and there’s pizza,” Buffy defended herself and she and Willow left Tara alone in the bathroom.
Tara took a deep soothing breath, held it in for a few seconds, then slowly released it in an attempt to clear her muddled mind. A few hours with Willow Rosenberg had unseated her decision to close her heart off for the time being and the woman was slowly making her way into the blonde’s well-guarded heart.
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Tara rejoined the women in the living room to find half of the pizza missing and an overstuffed Buffy lounging on the couch—looking as if she were in pain.
“Buffy?” Tara questioned softly sitting next to her friend and lifting the smaller woman’s legs to drape them over her thighs. “You okay, sweetie?”
“Ughhhh...” Buffy groaned as she rubbed her tummy. “Too much pizza”
“Well, I warned you missy,” Willow quipped showing no sympathy for her friend. “I told you to stop at two pizzas but you just had to keep going, didn’t you?”
Just then Buffy rushed up from her prone position and dashed to the bathroom. “Oh, I think I’m going to be sick,” she moaned as the door to the bathroom snapped shut and the lock clicked.
Tara rushed to follow her but Willow’s words stopped her from proceeding any farther. “This happens all the time. I swear that girl doesn’t have one of those things in her brain that says she’s full. I warn her and she ignores me. She’ll be okay,” Willow assured the worried looking Tara. “This happens to her at least once a week, I’m sure.”
“Maybe we should check on her,” Tara winced as she heard the sounds of Buffy retching in the bathroom. “Maybe get her some water?”
“Nah,” Willow said as she continued to eat her pizza. “She’ll be out soon. You better hurry and have something to eat, though, because she’ll be ready for round two when she comes out,” Willow added sliding the pizza box over to Tara.
Tara could do nothing but sit there and stare at Willow. Surely Buffy would refrain from eating after getting sick. Deciding to trust the redhead’s knowledge about her best friend, Tara selected a slice and took a bite, not realizing how hungry she really was.
“Hmm, that’s some great pizza,” Tara said as she looked back at Willow who was sitting on the floor.
“Here’s your wine,” Willow said helpfully as she passed Tara her forgotten beverage. “Both of them together are heaven,” she acknowledged as Tara accepted her glass and their fingers brushed accidently.
The room settled into an easy quiet—which was quite the task for someone as talkative as Willow. But the silence was not awkward between the two women. They were both caught up in their own thoughts.
After Tara had placed her plate on the table and leaned back on the couch with a satisfied sigh Willow glanced up and saw the woman’s glass was empty.
“Here, let me get you some more wine,” Willow offered pouring more into the blonde’s glass.
Willow finally looked back up into Tara’s direction and she noticed that the blonde woman had a smudge of pizza sauce clinging to her red full lower lip.
“Looks like some of supper tried to make an escape,” Willow joked as she got up from the floor and leaned in towards Tara. She gently wiped the sauce from the surprised woman’s lips with a brush of her thumb and Tara’s mouth hung open in surprise at the move.
Willow, making sure she got all of the remnants of the pizza off, suddenly looked into Tara’s eyes as she realized how forward she was being in her actions.
Tara’s blue eyes had deepened a shade darker as they made contact with Willow’s emerald ones. She slowly poked her tongue out of her mouth in what was an instinctive move to make sure nothing was left there of the pizza, but then thought of how the movement may look to Willow who was holding her breath in front of the blonde.
“Sneaky pizza,” Tara whispered as she was caught in Willow’s eyes unable to tear herself away from them even though she knew she may be starting something that she couldn’t allow herself to finish.
“Yeah...” Willow finally spoke in a breathless whisper and slowly lowered her eyes to the luscious sight of Tara’s mouth parted slightly. She did not remember moving, but suddenly those plump beauties were coming closer and closer to her own.
Neither woman could speak lest they break the spell they were both under.
Regardless of conscious thoughts or decisions, Willow and Tara seemed to be drawn together by some unknown force of the universe.
Just as there was nothing more than centimetres between their mouths and each woman could feel the other’s panting breath on their lips and feel their eyes drawing closed, Buffy’s voice reverberated through the silent room.
“Oh, man that was GROSS!” She exclaimed with a groan.
With the moment broken, Tara closed her eyes and gently pushed Willow back away from her. The blonde kept her eyes clenched closed lest she give into temptation and ravish the beauty in front of her.
Afraid of Buffy’s reaction of what she would think of as Willow making the moves on Tara, she allowed herself to be pushed away and resumed her seat on the floor at Tara’s feet.
Not being the most perceptive person and failing to notice the tension in the room, Buffy sat back in front of the pizza boxes, poured herself a generous serving of wine, and flipped the television back onto the program they were watching before she became ill.
“Oooh,” she exclaimed happily. “There’s still pizza left!” and grabbing the nearest box, immediately began finishing off the remaining food.
Shaken more than she cared to admit to herself, Tara clutched her glass of wine and gulped the entire thing down before reaching to pour herself more. Not knowing what her heart was telling her, Tara tried to block out how close she was to ravishing Willow and losing control of her sensibilities.
With a resolve she did not know she possessed, Tara reminded herself of her goals and how getting involved with someone like Willow Rosenberg would surely bring an end to everything she aspired to do with her life.
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TBC.... the night's not over yet, not to worry! I see so many other opportunities for mischief and maybe even
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by Alex_Vixen » Sun May 16, 2010 2:11 pm 
I think the nearly uncontrollable attraction between Willow and Tara is exciting and very well written! So far they have managed to keep it under wraps, but we all know that when it comes to these two, all it takes is one kiss 
