WEDDING BELLS
Author; WillowTaraLover
Rating; R
Disclaimer; I don’t own Willow, Tara or any of the characters, they belong to Joss, but if I did the girls would have had a happier ending than Joss gave them
Distribution; Sure, just let me know where and I’ll give you my permission.
Feedback; Darn tootin, gimme, gimme gimme, it’s the only way I’ll ever get good at this
Story; In this follow up to Pilgrimage Willow and Tara reveal their engagement to their friends and begin the long trek to walking down the aisle.
Authors note’s; It’s Sunnydale, but no Hellmouth, demons or vampires. The sex scene at the end is dedicated to my good friend and beta Alex who also suggested the idea, I hope you enjoy it sweetie.
Chapter 1
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“Buffy?”
“Hey Will, so how was your dirty weekend with Tara?” Buffy Summers couldn’t help but grin as she teased her best friend over the recent trip Willow had taken with Tara to visit her mother’s grave.
“It was not a dirty weekend Buffy as you well know.” The redhead replied, with an equally huge grin. “Though we did try some new tricks from the Kama Sutra, I made Tara meow,” she finished with more than a hint of pride in her voice.
“You made Tara meow?” the blonde replied in astonishment. “The more I hear about you two the more I’m sure I’m missing out on something.”
“You should come to our side,” Willow intoned with mock solemnity, “we are the dark side and we have cookies, chocolate cookies.”
“Hmm, chocolate cookies,” Buffy said in a mesmerised tone and both girls dissolved into laughter.
“So what’s with the call Will, too busy making Tara sound like a cat to have mochas with me?”
“We’ll be able to have mochas tomorrow, I promise. I need a favour from you.”
“What kind of favour? I’m not going to come home and find the neighbours complaining about weird sexual practises in the back garden am I?”
Willow rolled her eyes good naturedly at her friend’s question.
“You should be so lucky, no Buffy, I just need you and Dawn to stay from the house till eight thirty. Can you do that?”
“Well my last Tae Kwon Do class finishes about six thirty. I could get Dawn to meet me at the library then we can go to the mall for a couple of hours that should make lil sis happy, just one thing Will, why, what are you and Tara up to?”
“Oh you’ll see sweetie, you’ll see,” chuckled Willow, leaving her friend to wonder just what the hacker and her girlfriend were planning.
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Eight fifteen that evening and all was in readiness at 1630 Revello Drive. Sandwiches were prepared and pizzas were cooking in the oven. Cold drinks were chilling in the fridge, platters of nibbles from the local Chinese take away were on their way and Miss Kitty Fantastico was safely ensconced in their room.
“Will, darling, you told the others to be here for quarter past didn’t you?”
“Well, I did say half past so we could have a bit more time to prepare for the party, just to be on the safe side, y’know.”
“In that case” said Tara with a smirk, “how do you propose we spend the next fifteen minutes?”
“Well, I happen to know that my incredibly hot, sexy girlfriend hasn’t had her daily dose of Willow smooches.”
“Willow smooches, hmm, sounds, like good medication to me. What’s the recommended dosage Doctor?”
“Lots, regularly,” Willow grinned.
The two lovers embraced and lips met tenderly. Tara traced the outline of Willow’s lips with the tip of her tongue while her girl made light circular patterns on her back using the tips of her fingers. Willow gave Tara permission to enter and the blonde gently probed her tongue into the redhead’s mouth. As she wallowed in the erotica of the moment Willow gently sucked on the tongue as if it were a succulent piece of fruit, savouring the taste as if it were the most sublime food in the world. The blonde moaned deeply into Willows mouth, who at the same time was slowly sliding her hands under her girls tee and up her spine making the blondes back tingle sublimely. Tara pulled back from the kiss so she could look Willow direct in the face, a smile caressing the ends of her mouth.
“God Willow lets cancel the party and go to bed.”
“Screw bed, let’s just do it here on the carpet.”
"Won't Buffy mind?"
"Only if we tell her."
Tara was about to agree to her girlfriends irrefutable logic when the doorbell rang.
Crap, they each thought simultaneously. The girls looked at one another and smiled, each having practically read the other’s mind.
“Later,” Tara said.
“Later,” Willow agreed
They opened the door and greeted their first guest, Rupert Giles. Giles had been the librarian at Sunnydale High when Willow, Buffy and Xander were students there. All four had become friends after Giles had helped tutor Buffy and Xander in English and taught Willow Latin and they had stayed as such once the trio had graduated.
After a freak gas leak had blown the school up over that summer vacation leaving Giles without a job, Willow and Buffy had learned of an opening in the languages dept at U.C. Sunnydale and passed the news on to their friend and tutor. Two months later Giles was ensconced as a new tutor in Latin and Greek at U.C. Sunnydale.
“Hello Willow, Tara,” he said with genuine fondness in his voice and he lovingly embraced the two girls he considered daughters.
“Hi Giles, what’s new?”
“Hello Mr. Giles, it’s good to see you again.”
Both girls replied with an equal fondness. Neither had really known what it was like to have loving parents, apart from Tara and her mother. One of the things both girls believed was that Giles was the best father anyone could wish for.
“Has anyone else arrived or am I the, er…first?”
“You’re the first Mr. Giles but the others shouldn’t be to long. Would you like a drink?”
“Oh yes, thank you Tara, that would be splendid. What have you got?”
“We have sodas, beer, water, milk, hot chocolate, coffee, Mango flavour iced tea and Peppermint, Raspberry and Vanilla and Echinacea teas.”
Giles merely stared, open mouthed at the young blond woman before him. His head spinning with the choices he had just been given.
“Hmm…yes I… er.” He trailed off not sure what to say.
"It’s alright Giles,” Willow chuckled at her friend’s bewilderment, “I got some of your favourite tea from the grocers.” She went into the kitchen to start making Giles’ tea and got an iced tea for Tara and a Dr. Pepper for herself.
While Willow was busy in the kitchen the front door opened to reveal the Summer’s sisters.
“Hey Tara,” said Buffy cheerfully as she entered followed by Dawn, each girl carrying a bag full of new clothes and cd’s. “So what’s the big secret? You haven’t gotten Will into trouble have you? You do know how innocent Willow really is, don’t you?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Uh…what no it’s… did you say got Willow in trouble,” Tara frowned slightly as she took in what her friend was asking, then stopped as she saw the smirk on the other girls face.
“Sorry Tara but you are just so easy,” said Buffy smiling and the two blondes came together in a warm loving hug.
“You know I’m gonna get even with you one day,” said Tara with a huge grin.
“Course you are and I look forward to that day,” replied Buffy with an equally huge grin spread over her face.
“Buffy,” came a squeal from the kitchen as Willow reappeared with a tray of drinks for herself, Tara and Giles. She placed the tray on the coffee table and hurried over to her friend.
“Will, ” came a similar squeal from the blonde and the two best friends embraced one another in a bear hug so fierce a stranger would think Buffy and Willow had never seen each other in years. As they hugged so too did Dawn and Tara then all four girls joined together in a big group hug. As they did so, Giles stood a little apart from these four members of the group that he had come to think of as family.
He took in the sight before him and a small smile played across his lips as he saw the very real love and affection each girl had for the other three. A love he himself bore for all the friends. Not just the four girls before him, but also Xander and Anya. He knew how fortunate he had been in coming to Sunnydale and finding something that had been denied to him at home in Britain, people who loved and cared about him.
From his earliest memories all Giles could remember was being told to be quiet. Whenever he and his brother, Sebastian, older by five years, had been playing in the back garden their father would either come to the back door or shout from his study window, “Stop that damned noise,” in a cold, unfeeling voice. His mother had always been ill so he barely saw her and when he was able to see her she always appeared so frail. It was as if she were a delicate flower that had once bloomed brightly in the glorious sunshine of life only to slowly fade in the autumn of passing years finally to depart in the winter of death. He considered that this was why he felt such a kinship with Tara.
She had finally passed away when he was twelve, leaving him completely isolated from any form of human contact in the family. His father had locked himself into his study with his history books. Sebastian followed his father’s route and went into a sullen silence, becoming as equally cold and unfeeling as their father. Giles, to avoid the lack of love in his family retreated into books. He would read and study anything and everything that came to hand which finally enabled him to get a scholarship to Cambridge where he had studied the classics as well as Latin and Greek.
Giles’ brother, meanwhile, had become completely isolated from all humanity within him and the world around him, to the point where he ignored all communications even from his brother. His father died twelve years after his mother and, though Giles had attended the funeral, Sebastian was notable for his absence.
Years after his fathers death Giles learned that his brother had died. He had been thirty, had lived alone, spent his life devoid of all human contact and finally, had died alone. Nobody even noticed he was missing til three months later when neighbours complained of a foul smell coming from his house. That had been seven years ago.
After the death of his brother Giles had come to the States for what he called a fresh start. To escape the misery and tragedy that he had encountered in England. Though only a school librarian he found he got much more respect from the teachers and most of the students here than in his own country even though he had been considered a gifted academic in the U.K.
Then THEY had turned up. Buffy, Willow and Xander had been looking for books on languages. Or at least Willow had and her two best friends had tagged along. Giles had offered some extra tutoring and almost immediately they adopted him as a substitute father figure. With the aid of the trio he adjusted to living in the U.S. faster in three months than by himself in the past couple of years.
He was pulled out of his reverie by someone calling his name.
“Giles, hey Giles, are you ok?” It was Buffy with concern writ large on her face.
“Yes…yes I... ermm, I was just thinking.”
Buffy saw the sad/happy expression in his eyes and enfolded him in her arms.
“It’s okay,” she whispered in his ear, “You can talk to me and tell me anything.” She squeezed him tightly for a second then pulled back to look him full in the face.
“Tomorrow,” she mouthed at her friend and he replied by giving a small smile and nodding his agreement.
Tara vanished into the kitchen and got drinks for Dawn and Buffy as the group sat down and started to chat about anything and everything.
Forty five minutes later and the party was in full flow with Dawn playing Guitar Hero on the Wii. The youngster had insisted on it by saying every good party should have some kind of a game when Anya and Xander arrived.
“Ahn, honey,” Willow could hear her friend talking to his girlfriend through the door as she went to let them in. “Ahn you counted the money twenty times and each time it came to $250.”
“Yes I know,” the blonde replied brightly, “but it could have come to a lot more or, worse, less on another count. But we’ll never know now because you dragged me out to this party.”
The dark haired young man just looked at his girlfriend, not quite sure what to say in response. Finally he spoke.
“Ok, first Willow said she and Tara had something important to tell us, which is why I ‘dragged’ you to this party. Second, the money will be the same amount tomorrow, but if it’s less I promise I’ll compensate you for any missing money.”
The redhead grinned as she heard the conversation between the two. It’s obvious who’s wearing the pants in that relationship she thought as she opened the door.
“Hey Will,” said Xander as he greeted his oldest friend with a warm hug. “How’s my favourite girl?”
“Hello Willow, I hope what you have to say IS important, I only got to count my money twenty times.” Anya said airily as she brushed passed the embracing friends, trying to watch them out of the corner of her eye to be sure they weren’t kissing.
“I feel your pain,” Willow replied with faux solemnity as she pulled back from Xander’s embrace.
“Oh Willow, I knew we’d eventually find something in common,” the blonde replied cheerfully turning to look at the redhead. There was suddenly a long pause as Anya finished feeling slightly embarrassed but couldn’t think why.
Xander could only shake his head while his friends grin grew wider.
“Ah young love,” Willow said giggling as she led him into the living room while he playfully slapped her on the back.
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“Hey guys,” said Dawn as she looked up from showing Tara how to use the guitar on the video game. Giles had also ‘had a bash’ as he put it in his very British way of talking and had proved to be quite good at it, gaining high scores on the two songs he had performed. ‘Freebird’ and ‘Sweet Transvestite’ from the Rocky Horror Show. Everyone had remarked on just how well he had performed the latter tune. In fact Willow and Dawn had talked about how the tutor would look in a leather corset both deciding he would look rather fetching though Tara thought he would need fishnets and suspenders to complete the look.
“So G, any idea what the big secret is?” Xander asked Giles.
“Firstly Xander,” said the older man with a slight frown as he removed his glasses and proceeded to rub them clean on his jumper. “No, I have no idea why Willow and Tara have called us all together in this manner. Secondly would you kindly desist from calling me G, please?”
“Yeah, sure G,” Xander replied, not really paying attention, as he watched Dawn, Tara and Anya trying to play ‘Crazy Crazy Nights’ by Kiss. Giles just shook his head and rolled his eyes in despair.
There was a sudden heavy knocking at the door which caused everyone to look up in surprise.
“Did you invite anyone else Willow?” Tara asked, a small frown creasing her features.
“Nuh uh.” The redhead replied moving cautiously toward the door. She opened it a slight crack and peered through warily. She was shocked by the figure standing there.
“Buffy,” she called out, not moving from the door “I think it’s for you.”
“For me,” the blonde replied frowning.” Who can it be, everyone I know is here?” She went to where her best friend stood guarding the entrance to the house, and got one of the biggest shocks of her life.
“Hey B, five by five?”
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“So, what brings you back here?”
Faith was finding the table surprisingly interesting as she sat opposite Buffy in the kitchen. The return of the young blonde woman’s former girlfriend had been the cause of much gossip amongst the small group of friends in the living room and now talk was at a minimum as the six of them strained to listen to the conversation taking place between the two one time lovers.
“Well?” Buffy asked again
There was a deep sigh and finally the brunette spoke
“I was bored,” came her unconvincing reply
“Is that really it? You came back because you were bored?” Buffy's cynical belief in Faith’s reply was emphasised by one raised eyebrow.
“Yeah sure, you know how it is. Now and again you have to look up old friends, see how they’re doing, make sure they’re five by five, you know what I mean?”
“Really? This time the petite blonde spoke more firmly, gazing at Faith who’s own interest had now moved to the salt cellar. She stared at it for a long while before finally returning Buffy’s gaze. She took a deep breath and spoke again.
“You want the truth? Ok I’ll give you the truth. I miss you. I miss being with you, the fun we had together. D’ya remember that weekend we went to New York, just you and me. We went to Coney Island, visited the Statue of Liberty and all the other crazy stuff we did, the laughs we shared? Cos I do, I remember it all and I miss it all and I want to get it back. I want to be part of your life again, because it’s where I was the happiest, the safest, the most loved I’d ever been.”
“Then why did you go off, with HER?”
Faith hesitated, not quite sure how to word her next sentence, but knew deep down that it was going to be the most important one if she intended to achieve her goal. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves before replying.
“I made a mistake ok, and I’m sorry. I thought she was going to be more fun. she seemed to be as wild and crazy as I can be, but jeez that JFK is a frickin regular daddy’s girl. I mean Christ, even Willow isn’t as soft or as retarded as she is, and Red’s definitely a hell of a lot more fun to be around.
Overhearing this Tara looked admiringly at her girlfriend who looked back with a smug smile.
“See,” the redhead whispered, “I always said that girl was nothing but trouble, blondes only have more fun with redheads and brunettes.”
Tara grinned broadly at this and snaked her arm round her girls waist and up under Willow’s jumper to tickle her tummy making the girl giggle slightly and snuggle closer to her lover.
“Give me one good reason why I should bother taking you back Faith. After all there are plenty of girls out there and I’ve had more than a few offers?”
“Buffy, all I can say is that I love you and I miss you, more than I ever believed possible. If you tell me to leave and never return, I’ll do it but please, give me another chance and I promise you, with all my heart you’ll never regret it.”
The blonde looked evenly at her former girlfriend as she took in what she heard. She sat there and thought long and hard about it. She had to admit; deep down she still had feelings for the brunette, feelings she had never had for any other girl. Not even when her best friend came out did she show the slightest interest in experimenting with her sex. Then Faith had come along and had roused feelings within Buffy, feelings she hadn’t even realised were within her.
Buffy finally came to a decision, she just hoped that it was going to be the right one. Not just for her but for Faith too.
“I’m willing to take you back,” “she said. “But it’s gonna be on my terms.”
The brunette nodded to show her understanding, while her hopefully soon to be ex ex, continued.
“Faith, I’ve missed you too, I really have but we’re going to take things slowly. I’m not gonna rush back into your arms straight away. You screw around behind my back you won’t get another chance.” Buffy slid off her stool at the breakfast island and came around to where Faith sat. The brunette gulped audibly as the blonde looked deep into her eyes.
“However, here is something to be going on with.” With those words Buffy leant down and kissed her softly, sweetly on the lips. For Faith it was the most beautiful thing that anyone had given her in a long time and again she had to ask herself why she had left this beautiful girl who had only ever shown her warmth, affection and love.
“Now what are you doing Friday?”
“Nothing,” Faith replied cautiously.
“Good, you can come to the cinema with me. Do you wanna come here or shall I meet you?”
“It may be best if I come to you. I just hit town and don’t have anywhere to sleep.” She smiled sheepishly at the blonde and turned to look back at the table.
Buffy chewed on her bottom lip for a moment as she considered the situation then went into the living room. Faith watched her as she exited the room and wondered what Buffy was planning.
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She approached the college teacher and interrupted his conversation with Dawn who was apparently giving him the gossip of every single student at the newly rebuilt Sunnydale High, much to amusement of the others.
“Giles, could I have a word please, in private?”
“Hrmm, what? Oh er yes, yes of course Buffy,” he turned back to Dawn who was still talking non stop. “Sorry Dawn,” he interrupted, “duty calls and all that,”
“Okay,” the teen replied brightly and instantly turned to Xander and resumed where she had left off, making the young man blanch whilst Willow, Tara and Anya looked at one another and smirked at their friends feeling of awkwardness while Giles followed the girl up to her room.
“Thank you so much for rescuing me back there Buffy, any more of Dawn’s chatter and I would have been forced to sellotape her mouth together.”
“Well anything that can shut my sister up for more than five seconds get’s my vote. Giles, I need a major favour from you.”
“Buffy, you know I’ll be only to glad to help, just tell me what it is you need.”
“I need a place for Faith to stay. Giles, I swear it’s only for a couple of nights until I can get her fixed up with a place of her own.”
Now it was his turn to chew his bottom lip. Giles, being a far more open minded person than most of his peers had known and been very accepting of both Willow and Buffy when they had both come out. He had also warmly welcomed Tara into the family when Willow had introduced her girlfriend to the group.
Faith on the other hand had rather unnerved him. He wasn’t sure what it was about the young brunette that had unsettled him but he was positive it wasn’t her sexual preference. However he also saw how happy Buffy was in her company and how well Faith took care of her. Then six months ago and she just left. He remembered how broken hearted Buffy had been over the matter. He’d allowed Dawn to stay at his flat while Willow and Tara tried to help her get over her loss, though that hadn’t been easy. He recalled Willow telling him of how Buffy and Tara nearly came to blows after Buffy had blamed the couple for driving Faith away claiming they were jealous, but somehow Willow had saved the two blondes friendship. Probably by threatening to knock them both out he mused to himself.
“Buffy,” he said finally, “are you sure you want to take her back. After what happened last time?”
“I know what you’re saying Giles, but I’m sure about this. She makes me so happy, happier than Angel or Riley, Captain Cardboard himself, or Spike ever did. I’ve told her the first moment she screws around behind my back she packs her bags and never returns. And I’m not having her stay here till I’m sure of her motives, but I think she wants to stay. I think this time she wants me back as much as I want her.” Buffy looked at her friend and substitute father with her big hazel eyes opened wide.
“Look, Giles you don’t have to agree and I’ll understand but you would be doing me the biggest favour if you said yes.”
He thought it over for a minute or two before finally making up his mind
“Alright, she can stay at my place, but only for a short time.” He took the young woman’s hands and held them gently in his own. “Whatever happens, whatever you choose to do, you’ll have my full support, you know that.”
“I do, and thanks’ Giles, you’re the greatest you know that?”
“I did hear a rumour pertaining to such,” he said smiling and for the second time that evening the two of them hugged one another. Less as friends, more as father and daughter.
When they came down Buffy and Giles found Faith chatting away happily with the rest of the group who were treating her as if she had never been away.
“About time you came back,” Dawn said, “Willow and Tara are ready to give us their news.”
“Cool,” said Buffy, “I’ve been wondering what your big secret was, c’mon girls spill.”
The blonde and the redhead looked at each other with a big grin on their faces as they held hands.
“Well that can’t be a good sign,” Xander spoke up. “I recognise that Rosenberg grin. It always means trouble for someone and I’m gonna shut up now,” he finished spotting the glares the girls were giving him.
“It was last week,” Willow began when the lovers were satisfied that everybody was quiet.
“When we went to visit my mother’s grave,” continued Tara who’s comment surprised Faith.
“You’re mom’s dead, jeez Tara I’m sorry, I never knew,” the brunette said with a genuine sympathy which surprised Giles.
“It’s not the kind of thing I like to brag about,” Tara replied, wryly,” so went to visit my mother’s grave, “she began again.
“And she proposed to me,” Willow piped up.
No one immediately said anything as they were all expecting Tara to say something else when Dawn suddenly squealed “Oh my God.”
“What is it Dawn?” Buffy asked slightly annoyed by her sister’s interruption.
“Didn’t you hear what Willow just said,” the young girl said excitedly. “She just said that Tara proposed to her, you know, asked Willow to marry her.”
Eyes widened and jaws dropped as everybody suddenly realised the truth of what Dawn had said.
“Will, said Buffy, “is that right, Tara’s proposed to you?”
“Uh huh, and I’ve accepted too,” her best friend replied happily as Buffy came forward and embraced her fondly. “I’m so happy for you she told the redhead,” then Buffy turned to the blonde. “Damn but I thought you were tricky Maclay,” she said with a great big grin on her face, “I gotta admit though, I never saw this one coming.” And she released her best friend and wrapped her arms round Tara and gave her an equally big hug.”
“Yeah, well I said I’d get you back somehow,” Tara replied with a smirk on her face
“Oh my god, Tara, said Anya, “Willow must have given you some serious orgasms while you were away for you to propose to her.” The bottle blonde turned to Xander who was congratulating his best friend on her good news while Tara’s eyebrows rose in amusement at her friend’s comment.
“Xander, why don’t you give me orgasms like that then maybe I would propose to you.” Xander’s jaw just dropped at the girls comment which brought much laughter from the rest of the group as everyone, the newly returned prodigal Faith included, all gathered together as a family to celebrate the new engagement of Willow and Tara.
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Later that evening and the newly engaged couple were warmly snuggled up together in bed while Miss Kitty Fantastico herself was sleeping contentedly in her basket having happy dreams of chasing mice and lapping from endless bowls of creamy milk.
“Well it’s been quite a night hasn’t it, Will?”
“You can say that again.”
“It’s been quite a night hasn’t it?”
And the girls giggled at this.
“You’re such an idiot Tara, you know that?”
“Well it comes from associating with a certain redhead among other things.” The blonde replied with a grin. The two cuddled closer together, enjoying the warmth of each others bodies.
“What about Faith coming back uh, who’d a thunk it? The redhead said thinking about the, hopeful, reconciliation between her best friend and the girl who, to everyone’s surprise, had captured her heart. “I hope Faith stays this time, Buffy always seems so much happier when she’s around.”
“Yeah she does, I couldn’t believe it when Buffy said it was our fault that Faith left. I thought I’d have to kick her ass.”
Willow was quiet for such a long time that Tara started to worry.
“Will, sweetie are you ok?” The silence lingered a while longer before Willow replied, gazing deeply into her lovers eyes.
“Tara, I need you to promise me something.”
“Anything Willow, you know that.”
“Don’t ever fight with Buffy again, not like that. Buffy’s my best friend. When she arrived she made my life so much easier in High School. And you, I just love you so much more than you know. You and Buffy both mean so much to me. I don’t want either of you to ever fight again; I love you both to much for that to happen, you have to promise me this.”
Tara looked into the sad emerald eyes of her beloved Willow and saw the truth of what her love said. The love that Willow bore for both her best friend and for her lover and how their fight had hurt and distressed her
“I promise,” the blonde said quietly, “I swear Willow I’ll never let it happen again.”
The redhead looked deeply into her girlfriend’s eyes and saw nothing but complete honesty written in those sapphire orbs. She wrapped her arms even tighter round Tara and gave her a tender kiss on the lips. As she kissed her lover Willow felt their bodies coming together like yin and yang, two separate pieces forming to make one wonderful, glorious whole.
As Tara rolled her onto her back Willow gazed up into the face of the beautiful goddess who seemed to knew her so well. Her every mood, thought, need; somehow this gorgeous blue eyed blonde always knew just what Willow needed better than anyone else ever could, even herself.
“Ohhh god Tara, make love to me.”
“It’s kinda what I was planning to do there sweetie.” Tara replied, a big grin on her face before she resumed their kissing, pressing her lips to the smaller woman’s with a passionate urgency. As their lips pressed together a flame immediately began to burn brightly in both of them.
She slipped her tongue out and gently stroked Willow’s lips, enjoying the taste of the strawberry lip salve her redheaded lover regularly used. She took Willow’s lower lip in her mouth and sucked deeply of it as if it were an ice pop while at the same time inhaling the scents that made Willow so unique, the soap, the skin, the hair all mixing together to make an intoxicating perfume that made the blonde feel giddy. Willow moaned her satisfaction and embraced her girl wrapping an arm round her back, fingers massaging her, making the blonde feel more relaxed while Willow’s other hand reached behind Tara’s head drawing her in for a deeper kiss.
Tara reluctantly pulled out from the kiss and rose up to look down at the body of the girl whom she loved so much. In the moonlit room Willow’s skin glistened with a silver sheen and Tara stroked a long sensitive finger down the arm of the smaller girl feeling all the slender strands of hair, the tender softness of the skin and the hidden strength that lay beneath the seemingly fragile flesh.
She straddled Willow, pinning the redhead to the bed via the shoulders smiling down on her baby with a mischievous smile on her face. Carefully, she eased her body down so that her breasts were just above Willow. The smaller girl took in the sight of full, firm yet supple softness of her lover’s boobs glistening in the moonlight shining through the bedroom window. It was a sight that she knew she would never tire of, the glorious opulence of them as they hung there, pendulous and heavy, waiting for the attention that only Willow could give them to give the blonde satisfaction.
Willow raised her head to try and suck on one of the nipples that hung there so invitingly like a grape on a vine, rich, dark and full of glorious nectar. Suddenly it was jerked back just out of reach and Tara gazed down on her girl, a smirk on her face at Willow’s huffy pout.
“Well, that wasn’t nice,” the redhead stated in a faux sulky voice which just made Tara’s smirk turn into a broad grin. Again she lowered her body down so that her breasts were just above her lovers head but this time Willow took the affirmative action. She swiftly wrapped her hands round the back of Tara’s head and pulled her down for another deep sensual kiss. It was long and languorous, neither girl wanting to pull out, each enjoying the taste of the other too much. Again Tara slipped her tongue out and gently traced round Willow’s soft, warm lips, laying passionate siege to them until the redhead would, with great willingness, concede victory and allow Taratongue access to her mouth.
Finally Willow parted her lips long enough to allow Taratongue access to her mouth and Tara began a heated exploration of her girls mouth, slightly wishing that Willow were on top so that she explore the back and rear end of the redhead.
The redhead reached out with her hand to gently stroke the blonde’s face while the other hand returned to Tara’s back and softly stroked the spinal column with her index finger. She felt shudders go through Tara as that familiar feel of electricity passed through them.
The flame was burning more brightly now, hotter than before and both could feel a wetness between their legs. Finally Tara reluctantly had to pull out of the kiss and she looked down on her lover’s body once again taking in the beautiful sight before her slowly, carefully, as if Willow were a Cezanne or a Van Gogh. The freckles, each practically a sign post as to the places Tara had kissed the redheaded girl on her naked body. The beautiful breasts that lay there so invitingly waiting to be caressed and stimulated with the bright pink nipples that begged to be nipped and licked, the flat stomach, smooth with hidden muscle that Tara just loved to kiss. She stopped suddenly as she realised the object of her affection was looking straight back at her.
“God Tara, you are so beautiful. How did I get someone has hot and horny as you for a girlfriend?”
Tara blushed a little at Willow’s words, despite having heard them so many times in the past and knowing the honesty that was in those words she still could never get used to hearing Willow tell her she was beautiful.
“I was thinking pretty much the same thing,” Tara replied
The blonde suddenly noticed her lovers gaze had moved from her eyes and further down the body. She looked in the direction that Willow had directed her gaze and saw what the smaller girl was staring at so intently. Then she remembered that single part of the body her girlfriend loved so much. Tara lowered her body carefully down on her lover again.
Instantly Willow took the initiative and, again wrapping her arms and a leg against Tara’s back latched hold of a breast and with great fervour attacked it sexually making her girl moan in a way that no one before her had ever been able too. Willow gently nipped at the aureole making the nipple protrude then she pounced. Her tongue wrapped around it and flicked it while a hand further down the back till she reached the larger girls butt and gently spanked it making Tara moan even more while moving her other hand to the back of the blonde’s head, her small fingers entangling themselves in the golden wavy locks. This for, both of them, was the one of the best parts of sex, the foreplay, the touching and the kissing before the volcanic style eruptions each girl could bring forth from the other.
Eventually Tara had to pull away from the grip of Willow’s small but incredibly sensual mouth. She gazed down on the other girl’s smaller body with longing.
“Tara, make love to me
The blonde gazed down on her lover for a few seconds more before returning to Willow’s small but extremely kissable mouth before making her way south, making a trail down the small woman’s neck, along the collarbone and further down till she came to Willow’s breasts. They were small but what they offered was a feast, a practical smorgasbord to Tara. She looked admiringly at the freckle spattered boobs which lay there so appealing, so inviting. The blonde dived and wrapped her lips round a breast enjoying the taste of Willow’s flesh against her mouth.
Tara suckled on the breast with great enthusiasm and encouragement from Willow’s hands, which hadn’t left the back of her head, and the redhead’s own moans of passion.
“Ohhh baby, that’s so good,” Willow breathed out in an ecstatic whisper while Tara’s talented tongue played with her bright pink, bud like nipple. The blonde felt the exquisite pain of Willow’s finger nails digging into her flesh making her read her head back from her lovers tiny tits and let out her own moan of sexual longing.
Finally, and with great reluctance, Tara leaned back from her lover savouring the taste of Willow that lingered on her lips and tongue.
“Oh baby,” Willow moaned breathily, “please god, don’t tease me.” Deep within herself Willow could feel the familiar stirrings that told her that once Tara started to truly make love to her she would have a phenomenal orgasm, the same as she always had when she and her gorgeous blonde girlfriend were in bed together.
The blonde looked at her through half lidded eyes with an enigmatic half smile in reply to the redhead’s desperate plea.
“What exactly is it you want me to do Willow?” Tara asked with a smirk, refusing to let up on the teasing, do you want me to take you, to fuck you, hard? I know how much you like it when I do that to you. “
“Oh god, yeah please Tara,” the pleading in Willow’s voice was so apparent now. She wanted her lover to take her and fuck her, fuck her hard as only Tara knew how. She longed to feel the blonde’s long slender fingers within her doing their magic to her and her only.
“God yes, fuck me Tara. Fuck me so hard I scream your name all night long.”
Upon hearing those words, Tara gave another smile then kissed Willow deeply and passionately on the lips again before starting to kiss a zig zag pattern across the smaller girl’s torso from the sides, over the breasts, and down until she reached the hips. Then she kissed down along the outside of the thighs till she came to the knees. There her lips traced a path round til they got to the inner leg then traced another path up the inside of the thigh. She could feel from the tremors that Willow was ready and willing to cum anytime.
Tara parted the curtains of flesh that led to her girl’s clit and ran her nose along the moist slit. Recognising the trembling of anticipation Tara decided to torture Willow a little more and blew ever so gently on the clit. The effect was instant as Willow’s hips bucked to the gentle breeze on the sensitive nub that lay between her open legs and moaned deeply.
“Tara please, don’t tease me any more, I don’t think I can take it.”
The blonde smirked then used her thumbs to open her lover and took a moment to gaze in awe at the sight before her.
“God Willow, you are so beautiful.”
“The redhead smiled at the compliment she had heard a billion times before, then moaned again as her lover ran her tongue gently up and down the length of her opening. Willow’s legs tensed as Tara circled her clit before taking the nub in her mouth and sucked on it with gentle force.
“Oh god yeah,” the redhead whispered out as her breathing increased and the sheen of sweat on her chest and forehead glistened in the moonlight. She raised her head a little and Tara, seeing this, slowly and deliberately placed two fingers in her mouth and sucked before removing and placing them in the girl’s tight pussy.
“Ooooh, god,” Willow moaned again and she reached behind her to grab hold of the wooden bars on the headboard, her small but powerful muscles straining, glistening with a sheen of sweat, as her hips bucked so that Tara’s hand could go further inside her.
“Oh fuck yeah baby, do it to me like that, fuck me like only you can ba…”
She couldn’t finish the last sentence as the last of her faculties faded away on the seas of passion that Tara was providing. Now the blonde was pumping her harder and faster. At some point she seemed to have added two more fingers and her thumb was stroking Willow’s nub gently but enough to get the redhead seriously aroused.
Tara could feel the earthquake like tremors building within her lover’s
torso and knew she would bring her to an amazing climax, and Willow knew how good it was going to be as well.
“Oh god yeah, oh yeah oh yeah,” Willow was just talking on automatic now but she could feel it building within her. Tara was pumping even harder and faster now. And Willow was practically screaming.
“Oh god, oh shit yeah Tara, oh shit, oh god Tara, Tara, Taaaarrrraaaaa
And then it came.
It was a veritable explosion of cum that came from within the smaller girl and her body bucked and heaved but still Tara kept the up pressure with her fingers til she knew Willow couldn’t take anymore and had run her course.
Tara extracted her hand while her girl recovered, Willow’s chest rising up and down as she took in vast quantities of oxygen, her hands virtually glued to the bars of the headboard. Tara licked the delicious thick juices off her hand thinking it tasted better than mango juice. Willow’s eyes slowly opened and she saw Tara still between her legs. She gave a little smile at the blonde’s concerned look and indicated for her lover to come to her. Tara quickly scooted up till she was back with Willow and kissed her deeply, allowing her girl to taste her own juices. Willow wrapped her arms round Tara to hold her and sustain the kiss til the blonde pulled back. She rolled on to her side and looked at her girlfriend with total adoration
“Willow, do you know how much I love you?” She whispered the question in a voice so quiet the redhead wasn’t quite sure she had heard it.
“I love you so very much more than you know and I just feel so lucky cos I get to be here with someone who just happens to be the most beautiful girl in the world.”
“Guilty as charged,” Willow grinned up at the young woman she adored so much and Tara grinned back at her. Suddenly, without warning whatsoever Tara felt herself being flipped on to her back by the surprisingly strong smaller woman who gave her self so freely to the beautiful young blonde woman.
Willow practically leered at her girlfriend who was now in the position she had lain in only a few seconds before.
“My turn,” Willow said in a husky whisper before pressing her body more tightly into Tara’s and pressing her lips against her lovers in a fierce kiss, full of fire and passion.
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In her own room Buffy lay silently awake, listening to the passionate love-making of her two close friends and started to think about Faith. Was she happy that she had returned? Definitely, was she afraid that Faith may not stay true to her word? Yes, did she want the brunette back in her life? Yes, was she jealous of Willow and Tara and their seemingly blemish free relationship? Again yes. She sighed deeply not enjoying the thought of being envious of her best friend or her blonde lover; she just wished that she could find that kind of happiness. Buffy knew who she wanted to be with, thing was did Faith want the same.
The blonde turned over on to her other side and a single lonely tear escaped from her eye. She tried to sleep but knew it was not going to come easy this night, not in the cold lonely bed in which she lay knowing the young woman she desired so much was only a few streets away.
TBC
and marriage. Cant wait for more.
Rick, this is amazing and soo funny!! 
keep going its great. I thought the name sounded fimiliar so I was like Oh! 
