Title: And It Went A Little Something Like This By: Draco119 Rating: NC-17 Spoilers: Through the end of Season 6. Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all its characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy Inc, and 20th Century Fox. "I Can't Take My Eyes off You" is a song by Melanie Doane. Summary: This is my happy-ending scenario of Season 6. Notes: Hi everyone! I just wanted to say that this is my first Willow and Tara fanfic. I hope you enjoy it.
~ Part 1 ~
It was late at night in this one-Starbucks town known as Sunnydale. On this night an eerie stillness fell over the town. Hanging in the sky sparkled with stars; the full moon was casting its ashen light upon Main Street, creating unearthly shadows on buildings and in alleys.
In the Casa de Summers, the Slayer was sound asleep. Across the hall, her little sister Dawn, formerly the green ball of energy known as The Key, was also fast asleep in bed. Further down the hallway, we move to the door leading into Willow's bedroom.
There was a time and place when these four walls didn't just make up Willow's bedroom. If the fiery redheaded witch closed her eyes she could recall those moments when this room belonged to her and Tara. If the hacker tried, she could reach out and grasp a hold on those warm, heavenly memories.
Willow Rosenberg sat perched on the end of her bed, a bed too big for one person alone. A bed that was the place to so many shared secrets, heated fantasies, kisses that would linger on for hours, soft touches, and intimate caresses.
Willow was lost in her thoughts. Thought of a time when she was in love and was loved in return. Unexpectedly a familiar fragrance assaulted her nostrils. It was an aroma that she would recognize a hundred lifetimes from now…vanilla and a hint of rosemary.
Willow was intoxicated by the lovely smell, so much that she didn't even realize the door open and then close silently. She didn't notice the silhouette of the woman she loved approach the bed quietly.
A hand lightly brushed against her cheek and Willow's eyes darted up to discover Tara standing over her, her sexy half-grin gracing her delicious, full lips. A still moment passed between the two ex-lovers as disbelief settled in green eyes that sparkled with unshed tears.
Willow: Tara?
Without a word, Tara leaned down and kissed away the tears that fell from the now wide, green eyes. When Willow felt the blonde reach down to kiss her face, every nerve ending in the hacker's body instantly crackled with electricity. Willow's eyes fell closed briefly as she licked her dry lips and cleared her throat.
Willow: Tara? Are you really here?
Slowly Tara pulled away and waited for her ex-lover to open her eyes. She didn't have to wait long. Willow's eyes fluttered open instantly after she lost contact with the blonde. Only mere inches separated their faces as they stared deeply into each other's eyes.
Willow's eyes held confusion, love, and desire. The hacker stared into sparkling blue eyes that were filled with confidence, hope, love, and passion.
Willow: Tara, what are you doing here?
Willow asked, afraid that she might do something inappropriate by having her ex-lover so close.
Tara: My Willow…I've missed you so much. I've longed for this moment. I want you. I need you. You are the oxygen that I breathe. You are the nectar that I drink. You are the ambrosia that I hunger to eat. Your essence sustains me. You're my soulmate. Don't refuse me Willow. I've always loved you. When I found you, I knew that my heart belonged to you. I gave you my heart, and I have never taken it back. I have never stopped wanting you.
The room suddenly seemed very dark. The walls surrounding them created a private space for just the two of them. Tara leaned her face close, brushing her lips against Willow's. The first touch was fleeting but nevertheless electric. Neither Willow nor Tara could ever deny the spark that existed between them. The kind of spark that only soulmates share.
Whether it’s a touch of fingertips, a kiss on the cheek, a warm embrace, it was always present. It was like a force of nature, never wavering. Much like the love, the desire they shared…would always share. Tara kissed Willow again, gently. The kiss was sensual, tentative, very much like their first kiss. Tara hummed her appreciation, reveling in the softness of Willow's lips.
Willow sat quiet and still, enjoying the simple contact. She was thrilled by the promise that the privacy and darkness of the room implied. Willow's breathing hitched as their lips began to open and close, pressing together in a dance they knew by heart. Willow could feel the pressure in her body raising. She felt the fire in her veins burning, making her skin hot all over. She wanted to be close to Tara. She wanted Tara to be hers again.
Willow ran her hands round to Tara's back, moving her fingers under the hem of her shirt, touching the soft skin at her waist. Taking this as the 'go' sign, Tara slowly descended upon Willow, their bodies easing backward onto the bed, their lips still locked tightly. As Willow's head hit the pillows she felt her body pressed into the mattress, the comforting weight of her lover holding her there. Tara laid comfortably over Willow, straddling the redhead's hips.
Tara took Willow's bottom lip between her own and sucked gently. The hacker moaned into her mouth and wrapped her arms around Tara's waist, pulling her closer. Any reasonable thought in Willow's mind that told her to take it slow were pushed aside when Tara slipped her tongue against her lips, then inside her mouth.
Willow's heart was pounding, her stomach fluttered, and her nipples harden. Her hands traveled up Tara's back under her shirt, pulling up until it bunched around the blonde’s shoulders. Tara sat up and nudged Willow to follow. Rearranging her body, Tara sat back to straddle the hacker’s lap.
Tara planted a few light kisses on Willow's ear. Her forearms rested on the redhead's shoulders her fingers interlaced behind the hacker. Willow was lost in the pleasant sensations that Tara's caresses and expert touches were generating.
Willow: God…Tara. I've missed you baby.
Tara: Me too sweetie. You're so warm. I've missed your body. Your skin is so soft. I almost forgot how good you feel.
Tara whispered, as she began to nuzzle Willow's neck.
Willow: Oh Tara.
Tara: Shh…
Tara silenced her lover and began to nibble on Willow's earlobe. The blonde witch sat upright, leaning back on her knees. With her seductive half-grin, Tara raised her arms into the air. Willow needed no further encouragement. She removed the blonde’s shirt in one swift move and it was discarded to the floor.
Willow: You are so beautiful.
Willow trailed the tips of her fingers over Tara's arms and up to her breasts. The hacker glorified in the goosebumps she saw raise in her skin and the shudder she felt from the blonde’s body. The redhead watched in awe as Tara's nipples hardened. Willow grinned and slowly began to release her pent up desire. Her grin soon faded and a look of intent crossed her face.
Willow: Tara…I want to taste you.
Tara felt the fierce curl of desire low in her tummy as Willow's warm, wet mouth engulfed her right nipple, warm, strong fingers on her skin, teasing and rubbing. The blonde began sliding her hands under the hacker's shirt and removing it quickly, leaving them both exposed to the others loving attention.
Tara ran her fingertips down over Willow's breasts and her smooth, firm tummy. She gasped and moaned in pleasure as the hacker licked, rubbed, nibbled, and suckled her flesh in a heated frenzy.
The room was filled with the quiet sounds of love making as pale moonlight filtered in through the currents. Willow moved back to gaze up at Tara's face as she traced her hand over her lover's breasts and up to her throat and lips.
Willow: I've missed you so much.
Tara captured Willow hand in both of hers and smiled mischievously.
Tara: Show me.
Tara turned over Willow's hand and kissed her palm once before licking it with just the tip of her tongue. Keeping her eyes locked to Willow's lidded-eyes she took just the tip of the redhead's middle finger into her mouth.
Willow stared, enthralled by the sexual actions of her lover. Tara sucked and licked at her fingers until she heard the hacker’s breathing quicken. Releasing her lover's hands Tara kissed Willow again, entangling her fingers in fiery red hair. The hacker allowed her hands to roam over the familiar curves of Tara's body. She gently ran her hand down Tara's sides, over her hip and around, kneading her tight ass.
Tara: Mmmmm!
Tara slowly untangled her right hand from red hair and began her descent down her lover's body. Tara didn't so much hear, but felt the small shock of air, as Willow gasped into her mouth when she felt the blonde's hand snake down into her pajama pants and over her nether regions, giving her the friction she craved.
Tara: Oh God! You're so wet Willow. You're so ready for me.
Tara's fingertips were on her clit, making a circular motion and Willow rolled her hips underneath Tara's body. It would only take a few minutes before the hacker would feel the waves of ecstasy pulsating through her veins. Willow was out of her mind with desire. She pressed her face into the crook of Tara's neck. Her breathing was ragged as little grunts and moans escaped her mouth.
Willow: Oh God Tara! I'm so close, baby! Don't stop!
Tara: That's it Willow.
Tara could feel the soft folds of Willow's pussy, and her fingers explored, rubbing softly into the heat and wetness. Tara could feel her lover’s clit throbbing between her fingers. She held it and rubbed the tip with her thumb. Willow's moaning was turning into low, barely audible grunts as she softly rocked her hips onto Tara's hand.
Tara brought her other hand down from Willow's shoulder and took hold of Willow's hand that was wrapped around her lower back. She brought Willow's hand around to the front and in between their bodies to her center.
Tara: Please Willow. I need you. I want you to touch me. I need to feel you inside me. Make me yours again.
Willow didn't need any more prompting. She slowly snaked her hand into Tara's pants and pushed her fingers against Tara's sopping folds. Tara's legs fell open further as she reveled in the fingers stroking her. Both women were now stroking rhythmically and moving against one another. Willow felt how warm and sweet Tara felt as she slipped two fingers deeply inside of Tara.
Tara: Oh...Willow!
Tara sighed into her lover's ear as they began to move faster. Willow titled her head forward so that they were touching foreheads never missing a beat in their lovemaking. They were both covered in a light sweat and soft grunts and moans signaled that both women were very close.
Tara: Oh Willow! My beautiful Willow!
Tara sighed in her ear.
Suddenly, a loud banging came from the bedroom door, and the scene shattered like a thousand jagged pieces of a mirror braking all at once.
Buffy: Willow! Willow! Hey Willow!
Willow darted up in bed to find she was alone, no Tara, no sexy, naked goodness. She was just…alone. Startled, confused, and frustrated Willow looked over to the door to see Buffy standing there.
Buffy: Rise and shine Will! Today is the big day! You need to help me get into my dress and persuade Dawn to wear hers.
Willow glared at the giddy slayer as she practically skipped out the door, smiling like a clown. The hacker sighed in frustration as she fell back against the mattress. Her body was still humming from the dream. She had been so close to an orgasm and realized she wouldn't get release anytime soon.
Willow: Buffy…couldn't you have given me five more minutes?
Willow asked to the empty room as she stared at the ceiling pouting. With one last huff she angrily tore the covers from her body and made her way to the bathroom.
* * *
Several hours later at Bison's Lodge.
The ceremony went on without a hitch. Xander said his vows in a sure voice and Anya read hers smiling while crying happy-tears. Finally, they were declared Husband and Wife. As the guests all settled in their seats around the banquet table Willow stood up and raised her glass.
Willow: I propose a toast: To Anya and Xander, two extraordinary people who hold a dear place in our hearts. Xander I'm proud of you. I'm happy that you found Anya. She is someone who can laugh with you when your happy, who will cry with you when your gloomy, and will always love and support you even through your darkness hour.
Willow didn't notice the flash of sadness that passed over Tara's eyes during the last part of her speech. The hacker continued, never taking her eyes off of the bride and groom.
Willow: Anya, I'm proud of you too. You've come a long way and have proven time and time again that you love Xander. May you continue on loving each other unconditionally and always remember that your friends…your family will stand by you no matter where the road may lead us. To the bride and groom!
Willow raised her glass in a toast and everyone cheered. Xander and Anya beamed with love and the celebrating began. After a few more speeches and traditional toasts, the dancing started.
Buffy: Surprisingly, today was a pretty un-average day in Sunnydale.
Willow: Why do you say that?
Buffy: Well, the wedding was a complete success. No vampires…except for Spike. No demonic attacks…except for the demon that tried to sabotage the wedding.
Willow: I'm just glad that you and Spike stopped him before something really bad happened. Then again, in what twisted reality would this wedding have gone anyway but perfect?
Buffy: I hear ya!
Willow stole a glance at the happy couple. Anya and Xander were dancing and talking quietly together.
Willow: Those two were made for each other.
Buffy: Sounds like another couple I know.
Buffy walked away smiling and gave Willow a knowing look. The hacker looked at her puzzled. Her confusion was short lived when she saw Tara walking towards her.
Willow:
In the midst of the babbling chaos inside Willow's mind, she failed to notice that Tara had stopped and was standing beside her.
Tara: Hey Willow.
Willow: Tara!
Willow winced when her voice sounded like a high-pitched squeak.
Willow:
Tara: Willow, would you like to dance?
Willow's nervous expression changed, to a grin that spread into a brilliant smile.
Willow: Okay.
The hacker's eyes sparkled as she took Tara's hand. They walked to the middle of the hall where the other couples were gathered. They wrapped their arms around each other and swayed lightly to the music.
Tara: You looked surprised when I asked you to dance. Did you really think you could leave without giving me the pleasure of one dance?
Willow: I was nervous. After all I'm dancing with the loveliest woman here. I wouldn't want to look stupid.
Tara: That won't happen. Not as long as you hold me close.
Tara whispered as she slipped closer into Willow's embrace. The redhead was more then a little tense. She was terrified of making a wrong move that would make the beautiful blonde not want to dance with her. She hoped that Tara wouldn't notice. But of course...Tara noticed.
Tara: Will, relax. It just a dance. You lead and I follow.
Willow: I guess I always was big on the leading.
Tara: It's all right. I thought it was sexy.
Willow felt her heart start to pound in her ribcage. She was taking that leap of faith and she was plunging headfirst.
Willow: Do you still? Find it sexy, I mean?
Tara gave Willow her lop-sided grin and accompanied her answer with hooded-bedroom eyes.
Tara: What do you think?
Willow's eyes widened and she blushed like a ripe tomato. Getting the exact reaction she wanted, Tara giggled and leaned her head on Willow's shoulder. The blonde witch saw Xander and Anya dancing, they were glowing.
Tara: You seem so happy for them. It's been a long time since I've seen you smiling like you have today.
Willow: Anya threatened to send her vengeance demons after me if she caught me scowling in any of the wedding photos.
Tara giggled at the thought of Anya warning Willow. It was definitely something that Anya would do. The hacker smiled like the heavens had just opened and an angel flew down, granting her only wish.
Willow:
Tara: Today seems almost surreal, doesn't it?
Willow: Yeah. I'm so excited, I can't imagine what Xander and Anya must be feeling.
Tara: They're married. Today they exchanged vows of love and formed a union…they get to spend the rest of their days together.
Willow: ‘Til death do you part…
The hacker whispered. She felt a pang of sadness in her heart as she considered the 'what if'. What if she hadn't betrayed Tara? Maybe they would be the ones exchanging vows of love and forming a union. Deep down inside the hacker prayed that the day she and Tara could pledge their love in wedlock was still possible.
Willow looked over Tara's shoulder to watch Xander and Anya dancing, enjoying the music and the closeness. Xander looked over at Willow and grinned at her. Willow returned his grin like a love struck teen.
Willow:
As the song ended the DJ picked up the microphone and spoke to the wedding party.
DJ: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a special request by the Bride.
Suddenly the beginning chords of a familiar and bittersweet song played through the speakers. The voice of Melanie Doane began singing "I Can't Take My Eyes off You". Tara blushed and looked over at Anya who looked at her and grinned before giving her a thumbs-up.
So dear to me Always keep me company Who needs to go outside? I will be your silent bride
I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off you
Willow slipped both arms tighter around Tara's waist, as the blonde rested her head on the hacker’s shoulder again. The lovers didn't speak. They didn't need words right now. They just needed to hold each other...and remember.
Willow:
Willow leaned her head gently on Tara's, brushing her cheek against blonde hair as they swayed sensually. The hacker ran her hands from Tara's lower back to her hips, her fingers slowly massaging. Tara sighed like a content kitten curled up in her favorite basket on a warm July afternoon. They both realized that this was a moment to be treasured.
Nothing ever needs to be said You send your message Right into my head You fill me up when I'm alone So soothing is your monotone.
I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off you
Willow was very aware of how close Tara was to her as she swayed sensually, her hips brushing Tara’s tantalizingly.
Willow:
She stole a glance at Anya.
Willow:
So maybe you're not as real As the others But I choose you over all my past lovers For they have come and they have gone But I can always turn you on.
Tara:
I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off you.
So far lost in their thoughts Willow and Tara didn't hear the song end. They were only brought back to reality when Buffy came over and pulled on Willow's arm.
Buffy: Hey you two! Let's get you moving. Anya and Xander are going to toss the bouquet and the garter!
Willow: Right, the bouquet and the garter. We wouldn't want to miss that.
Willow pulled away first and Tara stood there as a moment of silent longing passed between the ex-lovers. After a moment Willow turned away and followed Buffy to the next room. With a melancholy sigh and a tiny pout on her lips Tara regained mobility in her legs and followed her ex-lover and the Slayer.
Tara:
TBC . . .
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