Author: Kiasyn
Rating: NC17
Disclaimers: Just the usual. Don’t own diddly. Joss owns the characters, Amber and Aly own the integrity though I believe.
Summary: Tara’s planned a night in for her and her girl on the six month anniversary of her return to Willow.
Feedback: Sure but be kind, I usually write non-fiction or screenplays so I was attempting to broaden my skills. Okay, I was bored and wanted to let off a little steam. Hope you enjoy.
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Tara took off her seat belt and grinned. She had a marvelous night planned for her favorite red head. ‘Six months since we got back together. I want tonight to be perfect.’ She had stopped at the liquor store and bought a bottle of champagne, grocery store for strawberries, and Chinese food for refueling when they were done. Willow was dropping off a project for a class and she would be home in an hour. Grabbing the bags from the car, Tara ran into their home.
Buffy and Dawn had planned to be away for the two nights. They went to Los Angeles for the weekend so the Wiccans could be alone and so they could have a little sister time. Willow had no clue as to what Tara had planned.
Rose petals made a path to the upstairs bedroom they shared. The bed was decorated in white silk sheets. White silk was draping over every available surface and candles provided the only light in the upstairs. The bathroom was arranged similarly. Tara waited to draw the bath she would soon share with her lover. ‘Don’t want the water to be cold and who knows when we’ll make it in there!’ Tara laughed softly to herself. She knew them when they got going and it could be a while.
Humming softly, Tara brought up the champagne and strawberries to the bathroom. She kept the bottle chilled in some ice in a bucket. Willow would be home soon. ‘Where did the time go?’ Tara rushed into their bedroom and changed into a white silk shirt and tight blue jeans. She opted to go braless. She loved the way the soft fabric felt against her breasts and knew Willow would enjoy the view as well. Lightly she sprayed perfume on her shirt, re-applied her make up and brushed her hair. She left it down because that was how Willow liked it best. She stayed barefoot and descended the stairs to wait for her soul mate as calmly as she could.
Suddenly she was phenomenally thirsty and decided to get a drink. While in the kitchen she heard the front door and attempted to play it cool. Willow called out for her. “In here, Babe.” Tara smiled. ‘My girl. My Willow. She’s home!’
Willow poked her head around the corner and Tara was greeted with a huge smile from her lover. “Hi honey. I’m home.” Willow walked over and hugged Tara with all of her might. “Oooophhhh. How was your day?”
Tara bent down a little and kissed Willow softly and lovingly on the lips. “Pretty good. How about yours?”
“Just got a whole heck of a lot better but it was okay. Pretty ordinary. Is that a new shirt?”
‘You finally noticed!’ “Um, yeah. I thought you would like it.” Tara blushed slightly.
“I think ‘like’ is a pretty pale comparison to the word I would have chosen.” Willow wiggled her eyebrows and smiled.
Tara flashed her famous half smile. “I have a surprise for you.”
“Ooooh! Presents!” Willow clapped. “But I didn’t get anything for you. Wait, what are we celebrating?”
Tara took Willow by the hand. “Six months ago, I came to my senses and came home to you.”
Willow dropped her head. “I should have known that, I’m sorry, baby.”
Tara took Willow’s chin and lifted it up so sparkling blue met sad green. “It’s okay, Will. I wish I would have never left you.”
“I deserved to lose you, Tara. I was an idiot.” Tears fell down Willow’s face.
“Shhhh. No crying tonight. Except my name at the top of your lungs while you’re writhing in ecstasy.” Tara purred.
Willow gulped as she was led up the stairs, watching Tara’s ass sway in the tight blue jeans. ‘I don’t think I’ve ever seen her in jeans before. Damn she looks hot.’
Tara led Willow to their bedroom. Incense filled the air as a soft breeze blew through the window causing the silk filled room to almost sway. The atmosphere of the room was mesmerizing it was so filled with love. Willow’s mouth fell open when she saw everything Tara had done. Tara walked to the stereo and pushed play so that soft music added to the tone of the room. As she turned to face her lover, Willow’s breath was caught in her throat at the sight of the beauty that Tara beheld. Never had she looked so beautiful.
Tara unbuttoned three buttons so that the curves of her breasts were now openly visible to Willow. “May I give you a massage, lover?” Tara softly requested.
All Willow could do was nod slowly. Tara seemed to float by her and take Willow by the hand. She ever so softly ran her fingers up Willow’s arms and down her back until she was at the bottom of the red head’s shirt. With both hands around Willow’s waist, she brought both hands slowly up, bringing the shirt with her. Her thumbs grazed Willow’s breasts just enough to make them both begin to breathe more raggedly. Tara wasn’t sure how long she could hold out but was determined to as long as she could. She loved foreplay and they never could handle it very long. The hunger they had for one another was insatiable it seemed. It struck at the very core of their beings how much they longed for one another.
The shirt slipped over Willow’s head and she could feel Tara’s breath on her neck. This sent shivers through Willow’s entire body and made Tara smile. Willow felt Tara’s hands sliding up to the middle of her back to unhook her bra. She exhaled slowly at the warmth of Tara’s gentle hands on her body. Every nerve ending was alive for Willow when Tara touched her. Feelings she never knew she could possess she felt when Tara was near. Love she never thought she was capable of she embodied for Tara. As the lace garment hit the floor, Tara’s lips met Willow’s shoulder blade causing a gasp of excitement from Willow’s lips. Her back arched on reflex and Tara’s hands came around to Willow’s stomach. ‘Screw the massage.’ Tara thought. Slowly her fingers fanned out across Willow’s tight stomach, up over her ribs and under her small breasts. Her mouth kissed it’s way up to Willow’s neck. Her nose nuzzled the red hair of the woman she loved. ‘I love she way she smells.’ Tara thought.
The softness of the silk shirt on Willow’s back tickled. She could also feel the hardness of Tara’s nipples on her back and that sent a sensation through Willow that almost made her come right then and there. She loved Tara’s breasts. They were bigger than hers were and she loved the weight of them. They were her favorite pillows and pacifiers. She also loved what playing with them and sucking on them did to her lover. Tara’s nipples were very sensitive. Willow swayed slightly side to side, rubbing her back against Tara’s front. This movement caused Tara to gasp and now it was Willow’s turn to smile.
Tara’s hands now made it up and around Willow’s breasts. She was agonizingly slow at her assault of the small mounds of flesh. She sucked lightly at Willow’s throat and allowed her hair to fall across Willow’s shoulder. Willow’s hands now covered Tara’s briefly as the smaller woman was beginning to pant. She loved it when Tara was behind her for some reason. Willow’s right hand came up and buried itself in Tara’s long hair. Tara’s fingers began to manipulate Willow’s rock hard nipples. They still stayed in a slow moving rhythm. Neither wanted to rush tonight as hard as it was to not just drop to the floor and dive in.
Tara ran her tongue up Willow’s neck and sucked on her earlobe softly. She whispered into her lover’s ear. “I love you so much, Willow. And tonight, I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk.”
That was all Willow could take. She whipped around to meet Tara’s mouth with her own. She ripped open the rest of Tara’s shirt and buttons were heard hitting the far wall. Tara smiled but never broke contact with Willow. Their tongues dueled as though fighting for their lives. Moans were so audible Tara worried about the open window for about a nanosecond. Willow’s hands came up to caress Tara’s breasts. She rubbed the palms of her hands across the hardened nubs and brought her mouth to Tara’s throat. Nipping lightly at it while Tara’s hands came down to Willow’s ass. Squeezing it, Willow took the queue and wrapped her legs around Tara. Tara picked up the smaller woman and carried her to the bed. Unzipping Willow’s pants and sliding them off, kissing her way down to blazing curls. She could smell Willow’s arousal and it only served to deepen her hunger for her lover. Tara almost growled as she took off Willow’s panties and then slid off her own jeans.
She spread Willow’s legs and began to grind her pubic bone against the wet center that held Willow’s hardened clit. A desperate moan came from Willow’s being and she brought her nails to Tara’s back. It was as though the two couldn’t get close enough. They were the same soul wanting to occupy the same skin. They melted from two into one as they made love ferociously. Their tongues took up their duel again as Tara continued to grind into her lover’s center. She brought Willow’s leg up with her strong right arm to enhance the pleasure for her mate. Their breasts were smashed against each other and sweat was beginning to pool between them. Their passion was relentless for each other. Willow’s first peak was beginning to grow. Tara could read her lover by her sounds so she slowed her movements slightly. She wanted Willow to come so hard that she would scream Tara’s name. Nothing excited the blond more than to hear Willow’s voice speaking her name at the moment of pure ecstasy. Whispered or screamed, it didn’t matter normally. But tonight, for some reason, she wanted volume.
Willow groaned in pleasure and nipped at Tara’s shoulder. She knew Tara loved that too. Tara took the small, light bruises as medals of honor in the battle of their lovemaking.
Tbc…
Edited by: xita

second...aww!! that's so sweet!!!!!
B, you're ok? hope you didn't hit your head too bad. you should use a pillow when you know this
getting married!! woohoo!!
me likes! me likes!...