Title: Nothing Better (1/3)
Author: Tiffany
Spoilers: Season 4, up until New Moon Rising, then I depart from the storyline.
Rating: PG-13 to R *While not very graphic, this does contain descriptions of loving sexual encounters between two women.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Willow, Tara, Buffy, or any of the other BtVS characters mentioned in the story. I’m just borrowing them from Joss and Co. to have a little fun, I promise they’ll be returned in perfect condition.
Feedback: Please?!?! Pretty please with a cherry on top?
I'd like to know if I should try writing more W/T fics in the future...
Summary: What if Oz hadn’t come back for New Moon Rising? A re-writing of how Willow and Tara’s relationship is solidified and revealed to the Scooby gang.
Notes: This is my first posted Willow/Tara fic, so please be kind!
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Willow Rosenburg glanced at her roommate, who was touching up her makeup. “Big date with Riley tonight?”
Without looking away from the mirror, Buffy nodded. “Yeah, we’re going to go to a movie, then probably go hang out at his place. I, uh, don’t be worried if I’m not back tonight. Willow saw the tinge of red decorating Buffy’s face and smiled. “You gonna be okay tonight Will?” Buffy felt slightly guilty with all the times she’d left her best friend alone in the past few weeks. She’d been spending so much time with her new boyfriend that her quality Willow time had dwindled down to almost nothing.
“Don’t worry about me. I’m fine. Actually, Tara’s probably going to come over tonight and watch some movies with me. Nothing like a friendly movie-night to relax after a long week.” She grinned, allowing her mind to momentarily drift to the tall blonde she was speaking of. They probably would be doing more than just watching movies, but she wasn’t ready to tell that to her best friend quite yet.
“That’s great Will. Tara seems like a really cool girl. How about next weekend we have a movie night with all three of us. I’d like to get to know her better; you’ve been spending so much time with her...” Buffy was glad Willow had met Tara through the Wicca group they both used to attend. With her gone so much with Riley, and Xander occupied with his job and his girlfriend, this gave Willow someone to hang out with.
Willow just nodded absentmindedly. “Yeah, sure Buffy.” When Buffy grabbed her jacket, the redhead grinned and waved, “Have fun tonight!” The slayer just grinned and walked out the door, setting Willow into a whirlwind of motion.
“Okay...what to do... change clothes, pull out the movies, light some candles...” She started getting ready for Tara’s arrival. Slipping on some plaid pajama pants and a t-shirt, she hoped she didn’t look too scrubby. As she lit the candles, her mind started to ramble. ‘Wait...am I being too forward? Is this too cheesy of a romantic set up? What if Tara doesn’t want any more smoochies? What if I’m not good at it, and Tara’s decided she just wants to be friends? Aargh!’ Her hand was still holding the lighter when their was a light knock on the door. ‘Tara!’ She set the lighter down, nixing the candles. Wiping off her sweaty palms, Willow went to open the door.
Seeing the blonde, her anxiety slipped away and the hacker grinned. “Hey Tara, come on in.” Tara leaned over and gave Willow a quick kiss on the cheek. Willow softly touched her cheek, grinning even harder as she shut the door behind them.
The blonde shed her jacket and sat down on Willow’s bed. “So, w-what movies are we watching tonight?”
Willow grabbed a bag off of her desk and started reading titles. “Well, we have Armageddon, The Matrix, American Pie, Playing by Heart, and Hope Floats. How ‘bout you pick first, and if we make it through the first movie, I’ll pick next.”
Tara thought for a moment. “How about P-Playing by Heart. I’ve never seen it, b-but I’ve heard it was really cute. And I’m in the m-mood for something r-r-romantic.” Willow’s heart sped up as Tara looked her straight in the eyes. She felt guilty for feeling glad that Tara was also nervous; her stuttering always worsened when she was nervous.
Five minutes later the movie was playing. Tara saw Willow hesitating on where to sit. The blonde Wicca patted the bed next to her. “Come sit with me.” Willow did so without saying anything, reclining next to her newest friend.
Willow tried to watch the movie, really, she did. But with Tara sitting right there, their arms touching, she found it very hard to concentrate. Her mind kept going back to their first kiss, a few weeks ago, after they cast the spell to find Buffy in the Netherworld. Tara’s lips were so soft yet so passionate. They had kissed sweetly, long and slow, before snuggling in the bed and falling asleep that night. Willow still got all tingly thinking about it; Tara-kissage was definitely a good thing. If she’d had any doubts about her feelings toward the blonde, they were gone now.
Willow’s mental wandering was broken by the sudden sensation of Tara’s hand on her thigh. She nearly jumped. “Uh--Uh Tara?”
Tara smiled. “I noticed you w-weren’t really watching the movie... w-what are you thinking about?” She had a feeling she already knew the answer.
A dark blush spread over Willow’s cheeks. “I-I was, uh, thinking about you, about us.”
Tara’s smile turned into a sexy grin. “What about u-us?”
Willow couldn’t wait any longer. Tara’s hand hadn’t left her thigh, and it was sending a fire coursing through her body. She sat up slightly and pressed her lips to Tara’s. “About that, but, uh, I don’t want to pressure you or make you feel rushed or anything. I, I asked you over here to watch some movies, so we can just sit here and watch them with out any lips or hands or anything, if-if you don’t want.”
Tara shook her head. Willow-babble was just so adorable. “Willow,” she placed a finger over her lips. “I want.”
Willow’s eyes went wide. “You do?” Tara leaned over and cupped Willows face with her hands, then touched their lips together again. Willow smiled, “You do...” She snaked her arms around Tara and pulled her girlfriend’s upper lip in between her own, nibbling.
The blonde’s eyes shut and she moaned at the feeling of her lips being captured by Willow’s. When the redhead gently swept her tongue against her lips, she immediately opened her mouth to let her in. Shifting slightly, she brought her arm around Willow’s back, and slipped underneath the grey T-shirt. “Mmm.. Oh Goddess, Willow...” Willow-skin felt so, so good.
Willow arched her back at the feeling of Tara’s hand on her skin, momentarily breaking their kiss. When her head came back down, she began licking and peppering Tara’s neck with kisses. Both women were surging with desire, neither had felt anything this strong before.
After about ten minutes, Tara sat up slowly, breaking their embrace. “W-Willow, I-I would understand if this is going t-to q-quickly, but I-I want to touch you. I w-want to feel your skin.”
Willow was amazed at the feeling of complete trust and arousal she felt toward the woman in front of her. Sitting up on her knees, she played with the hem of her shirt with shaky hands. She looked into the blonde’s eyes and smiled softly. “I want you too Tara...I want this, I want us...” At that, she pulled the shirt off her body and let it fall to the floor.
Tara’s heart nearly stopped at the sight in front of her. Willow...Willow’s breasts...small, round, perfect. She pulled the redhead to her and kissed her mouth quickly, before dropping her head to the newly revealed skin. As soon as Tara’s mouth closed around one of Willow’s nipples, Willow threw her head back and moaned. “Oh Goddess, Tara....I-I, oh, that feels incredible.”
Tara tried to pay equal attention to both breasts, enjoying the feeling of a squirming Willow beneath her. Before long, though, Willow was becoming too frustrated...”Tara...baby...I want you, too many clothes...” She reached over and tugged at Tara’s shirt. Tara quickly shed it, pulling her bra off just as quickly. Willow’s eyes lit up and she gave the blonde the sexiest grin Tara had ever seen. “You are so, so beautiful baby.” She brought her hand up to caress the girl’s breasts.
Weighing one, then the other, Willow couldn’t get over the sight in front of her. Tara-breasts...larger, so much fuller than her own...so soft yet firm. ‘Hmm....I am so definitely a breast-girl.’
Soon it was Tara who was panting under Willow’s attention.
Willow pushed her lover down onto the bed and got up so that she was straddling Tara’s thighs. She closed her lips on Tara’s nipple and felt it harden even more inside her mouth. As the blonde’s moaning become louder, Willow slipped her hand down to the waistband of Tara’s pants. She hesitated, glancing up at her lover’s face. Tara opened her eyes. “Don’t Stop! Please...”
Willow’s hands continued and she pressed her fingers against Tara’s core, separated from her skin only by the thin silk panties her girlfriend was wearing. The material was soaked. “Oh Goddess! Tara...baby...you are so wet!”
Tara felt her hips buck up to try and press harder against the redhead’s hand. “Yes! All for you...What you do to me...Willow...please...”
Willow’s heart was in her throat. This was it... she and Tara were really going to do this. They were going to go all the way, they were going to make love. “Goddess, you’re beautiful...” She whispered into Tara’s ear before sliding down the blonde’s body.
Buffy was mad. Actually, she was pissed. She and Riley had agreed...no work, no school, nothing tonight except for them, together, on a date...a real date. Things were going well until the movie started. His pager went off, and he told her he had to go. He tried to apologize, but Buffy just glared at him and stalked off. The damned Initiative...
Standing outside her room, she smiled at the thought of having a movie-night with Willow and Tara. “I’m sure they won’t mind me joining them...This is probably just what we all need...a girl’s night to have fun and relax.” She turned the doorknob quietly, in case the other two had already fallen asleep...Willow wasn’t known for her ability to stay awake during movies.
The slayer stepped into the room and her jaw almost hit the floor. In front of her was Willow and Tara on Willow’s bed. Moaning....together. Topless... Willow’s hands doing things Buffy thankfully couldn’t see underneath Tara’s pants. Buffy’s eyes had gone wide and she wasn’t sure what to do. The two girls hadn’t seen her yet, they were quite engrossed with each other, maybe she could slip out. But then she saw Willow sit up and start to slide down Tara’s body, and without meaning to, Buffy announced her presence. “Willow!” Her voice came out as a squeak.
Through the lust-filled haze that swirled in Willow’s body, she heard something out of place. “Willow!” It dawned on her after a split second that it hadn’t been Tara’s voice. Her head snapped to the entrance to the room and she saw Buffy, her roommate, her best friend, standing there in shock. Immediately she yelped and grabbed the blanket at the bottom of the bed to cover up her and Tara’s lack of clothing.
“Buffy!” Tara heard Willow’s vocalization and nearly jumped up at the same time her lover covered her with a blanket. A second later, she realized Buffy had walked in the room and seen her and Willow together. She wanted to shrink away, to disappear.
“Uh, Uh...” Buffy didn’t know what to say.
Willow took a very deep breath and looked at her best friend, catching her eyes. She saw confusion, embarrassment, and worst of all, hurt. “Buffy...um, l-let us throw some more clothes on just real quick...I, uh, I guess we need to talk.”
Buffy couldn’t speak. She just turned around while the other two women scrambled to find their shirts and put them back on. ‘Oh God, I just walked in on Willow having sex. With a girl.’ So many questions were swirling around in her mind.
A minute later, Willow cleared her throat and Buffy figured that meant she could turn back around. Tara was standing uncomfortably next to Willow. “I-I-I think I-I should go. I’ll see y-you tomorrow, okay?” Willow just nodded, then squeezed Tara’s hand. She watched her lover quickly leave, trying not to look at Buffy.
An unsettled silence fell over the room when Willow reached over and turned off the TV. “Buffy...I-I don’t know where to start.”
Buffy sat down on her bed, facing Willow. “How...how long have you two been...together?”
Willow looked down at her hands. “I don’t know...it’s kind of a complicated question. A few weeks, I guess.” The Wiccan took a deep breath and decided to ask her own question. “Are you freaked? I mean...with the fact that I’m a girl and Tara’s a girl...”
Buffy felt her stomach clenching up even more. ‘Am I freaked?’ “Honestly Will...I, uh, I don’t know. I know I’m shocked, and just...I don’t know.” She thought for a moment, “Have you always been...uh, interested in women?”
The redhead shook her head quickly. “Not that I’m aware of. Tara...she’s the first girl...” She closed the distance between herself and Buffy, taking her friend’s hand. “If I had, you would have known. I love you Buffy, you’re my best friend.”
Buffy sat up sharply, speaking before she could really think. “Oh really? Then why did I have to walk in on you two to find out? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” She regretted the sharp way in which her words came out immediately.
“I--I’ve been so scared Buffy. Of what you would think, of what Xander and Giles and your Mom would think...I remember after I realized that I was attracted to her, I wanted to talk to you, so badly...but I couldn’t...I don’t know why...” She hung her head in shame. “I’m sorry Buffy.”
Buffy closed her eyes and realized that this was as much her fault as it was Willow’s. “Will--you’ve been going through something huge. You can tell me anything, and I mean that...anything. I love you, and I’m sorry that I’ve been such a bad friend lately.” She could tell Willow was about to interrupt, so she jumped back in. “Yes, I have been a bad friend...I’ve been so wrapped up with Riley that I’ve been ignoring you. If I’d of been acting like the real best friend I’m supposed be you’d have been able to talk to me.” She pulled Willow into her arms and squeezed hard.
Willow felt a tear slip down her face. “Thank you Buffy. I--I’m sorry you found out this way.”
Buffy pulled back. “Let’s never not-talk again. Okay?” Willow nodded, hugging the slayer again. “I don’t mean to upset you, but what about Oz?”
“He left me. He left, and I don’t know if he’s ever coming back. I love--I loved him. But I can’t wait around, moping forever. I wasn’t looking for this Buffy. Tara and I met, and we clicked. We hung out and spent time together, and gradually I came to realize that I am attracted to her. I really like her. And, and what we have is so different from what Oz and I had. I can’t really explain, but I’m really happy about what is between Tara and I. It feel so, so right.”
The slayer squeezed her friend’s hand. “Then that’s all that matters Will. I want you to be happy. If being with Tara makes you happy, then I’m all for it. I don’t know her super-well, but I can tell she’s a great girl.” Buffy thought for a moment. “Hey, I bet Tara’s kind of freaking out right now. Why don’t you go talk to her. Tomorrow night, if you want, we can all go the Bronze and hang out, some quality fun time. You, Me, Xander, Anya, and you can bring Tara...” At the momentary flash of panic that crossed Willow’s face, Buffy added, “You can just bring her as a friend, if you want, for the rest of the group, if you’re not ready for them to know yet...I just, just thought it would be nice if we could all get to know her a little better.”
Willow was grateful at what Buffy was trying to do. “Yeah, I-I think I should go talk with her. I’ll ask her about tomorrow, ok?”
The two friends embraced in another hug before Willow slipped out the door.
Tara sat on her bed, curled up in the dark. Things had been wonderful, amazing...but then Buffy came in. She’d met Buffy briefly, but didn’t know the girl that well. “Okay...great, so my girlfriend’s best friend, who doesn’t--didn’t know about us, who didn’t even know that Willow was interested in girls, walked in on us having sex.” Tara’s mind was rambling and her stomach clenched. “This is all my fault...I was being pushy...I shouldn’t have started anything in Willow’s room. I knew she shares it with Buffy.” A tear slipped down the blonde’s cheek. “What if--what if Willow can’t handle this? I can’t ask her to choose between me and Buffy! Oh Goddess...why does everything have to be so complicated?”
A sudden knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. Opening it slowly, she found Willow standing outside. “Willow!” She nearly squeaked. “Uh--uh, c-come in.”
Willow shut the door behind her and immediately pulled her girlfriend into her arms. “I’m so sorry Tara. I didn’t mean for that to happen. I thought Buffy would be gone all night, or at least a lot longer than that.” She placed a peck on Tara’s lips. “I’m sorry baby.”
Tara shook her head and stepped back. “N-no, it’s m-my fault. I was being p-pushy girl.”
“Tara! No, you weren’t. If I remember correctly I’m the once who initiated the smoochies. If it’s anyone’s fault, it’s mine.”
She watched some of the tension seep out of Tara’s face. “S-so you’re not mad at me?”
Trailing her hand down Tara’s arm, Willow shook her head. “Of course not...everything’s going to be fine. Buffy and I talked, and she’s okay. A little shocked...” The two girls giggled slightly. “But she’s fine. And actually, she wanted to know if we would go to the bronze tomorrow night, the whole gang’s going.” Willow paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. “If it’s okay with you, I want to bring you to the Bronze, as my girlfriend.”
Tara’s eyes widened. “You-you mean...”
“Baby, Buffy was happy for us, and I have no doubts that the rest of the gang will be too. I want to tell them, to show them how happy you make me. I know what we have is new, and we’re both still learning and figuring things out, but you make me feel things I’ve never felt. We haven’t actually sat down and talked about this, so I want to ask you...will you be my girlfriend?”
“Oh, Yes!” Tara was so happy she was ready to cry. She lifted her arm and stroked her girlfriend’s face before leaning down for a kiss. The two women touched their foreheads and looked into each other’s eyes.
Buffy set down her book and looked at the clock, which read two am. A grin broke out on her face, “Willow must not be coming back tonight.” She thought for a moment, “And I am so totally okay with that.”
*End Part 1*
**Edited just to fix the title...**
Edited by: Dazed and Confused83 at: 12/29/03 1:12 pm