So, I finally decided to post some fanfic. It’s my first, so I don’t know if it’s any good. It’s a shortfic. Updates on Thursday and Sunday. Thanks for reading!
• Title – Lovestoned (AU)
• Author – Mrs. Pineapple aka Helena
• Rating – PG for now
• Disclaimer - I don’t owe anything, all rights to Joss Whedon and ME (damn...)
• Feedback - Yes please!!
• Spoilers - None
• Summary – Simple lust turns into love, the complicated, messy kind
• Notes – A big thanks to my beta, Ariel. Couldn’t have done it without you!
Thoughts in italics
CHAPTER 1
Tara sighed as she entered her apartment, wet blonde tresses clinging to her face. She’d sworn it wasn’t going to rain as she exited the office, but clearly she’d been proven wrong. She sighed once more as she put her laptop bag on the table in front of her. Putting her hands on her hips, she took a moment to collect her thoughts.
“Now, what could possibly make this crappy day any better?” She spoke to the empty room. Chewing her lip in search of an answer, she finally smiled. Opening her shoulder bag, she produced her phone and quickly dialled the number. Impatiently strumming her fingers, she waited for someone to pick up.
“Hey, it’s me!” She said at last
“Yeah, are you free tonight?” She paused to listen. “Okay, how about 8 o’clock, my place? Great, thanks!”
She ended the call, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. Willow would make her day better.
*****
Half an hour later, Tara was quietly reading a magazine while chewing her food. She had resolved to whip up a quick dinner before Willow arrived. She smiled at the thought. It had been a good idea to call the redhead.
Working for a small but upcoming law firm, Tara Maclay had more than a fulltime job. When she came home around 6.30, she was often very tired and had to push herself just to cook a meal; which is exactly why she had resolved never to get into a serious relationship. She simply didn’t have time for that kind of commitment.
Lucky for her though, Willow had the exact same ‘problem’, and so they had quickly become, what the redhead accurately described as ‘sex-partners’. They called each other at irregular intervals, and though Tara had to admit they had amazing chemistry, that’s where it ended. They didn’t go out for dates and they practically knew nothing about each other, their mutual wish to stay single aside.
It was just for the best, Tara resumed. At times like this, when she had had a crappy day, or when she was really horny, she’d simply call Willow, and they’d always end up more or less satisfied.
She was torn from her musings by a knock on the door. Is it time already? After a quick glance at the clock, she saw it was indeed 8 o’clock, and after pushing aside her empty plate, she moved to open the door.
What she saw there, as always, took her breath away.
“Hey gorgeous, care to let me in?”
Smirking at the double entendre, Tara led the redhead to her bedroom, where they quickly got lost in each other.
*****
Both women groaned, relaxing as they came down from their mutual high. Tara sighed and closed her eyes briefly, indulging herself for a moment in the redhead’s warm embrace. As always, it had been amazing. Without a lot of preamble, the two women had fucked each other into delirium. Smiling lazily, she opened her eyes, feeling only slightly disgruntled as she felt Willow’s warmth moving away from her.
“Leaving already?” She mumbled tiredly
She received a smirk and a raised eyebrow from the redhead, who was searching for her clothes scattered on the floor, before she answered.
“I have an early meeting tomorrow, and you really wore me out this time. It would be a really bad idea to stay right now.”
The blonde nodded, only getting half of the redhead’s response as she was already halfway to dreamland.
This was rewarded by a sweet smile from Willow, who, now fully clothed, kissed Tara’s forehead briefly before leaving the room.
*****
Tara groaned as her alarm woke her at 7.30 the next morning. Fumbling for a moment, she shut down the alarm and snuggled under the covers once more. After 5 minutes of snoozing however, she decided she should really get up.
Going through her morning routine, her mind wandered to the previous evening. She had known Willow for nearly a year, but still they shared the passion they had shared on the night they had met. Tara smiled softly at the thought. That night Tara had had a rare attack of feeling lonely, and, determined not to have it spoil her evening, she had decided to go out.
And then there had been Willow.
Tara had been watching the smaller woman for a while, before the redhead joined her at the bar. After too much booze and some outrageous flirting, the two had ended up at Willow’s apartment. Despite the amount of alcohol the redhead had made her drink that night, Tara hadn’t been able to forget the way Willow had made her feel. Alive, energized.
After another run-in with the redhead and the subsequent nakedness, they had traded phone-numbers, and after a month or so, she had received a call from the redhead.
It was great, because they always made sure that they took enough time between each rendezvous, so it never became a routine; which, according to the two of them, would take the fire out of it.
Tara shook her head as she steered her thoughts away from the gorgeous redhead, to the enormous amount of work she’d have to get done today.
Well at least it’s not raining.
*****
... or in some cases to show you exactly why should run in the opposite direction as quickly as possible as soon as possible! Kinda like a litmus test....lolol
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. I know, silly me. Suppose I just had to get over that fear...
for Willow spoiling Tara's moment of realization of her love for Willow... I truly hope that both very soon realize that they really have deep feeling for each other...
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