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Spoilers: Season 6.
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Summary: Willow's fears are answered, but in a way she never imagined.
Willow was sitting down on her desk, her mind wandering from the text book in front of her. She knew that the final exam wasn't until next week, but she wanted to be prepared.
Yep, me, with all the preparation. Because being prepared is good, all with the goodness, it means that there won't be surprises, even thought some surprises are good. Very very good even, superb, wow-ish good. But being prepared is good, making plans is good, yep, different colored pens schedules are good. But sometimes, just doing things in the spur of the moment is good. Like when that time Tara came home, skipping classes to ravish me… That was oh-so very good. Math, algebra, Rosenberg, focus on that! she thought as she plunged herself even more in her studies.
She raked a hand in her hair and started doodling on the notepad near her, which should have been used to take notes. Instead, her hand had a mind of her own and the equation "Tara+Willow=Love" came up all over the sheet of paper in different colors among the little hearts that littered the page. She looked down at her sheet, about to write some notes when she saw the result of her wandering hand.
MMM… wandering hands… Tara's hands, so fine and warm and … Focus! she chastised herself.
With fighting the latest big bad and Willow's studying, they barely saw each other in the last week, which bothered Willow somewhat. Her body kept reminding her of that everyday, in general at the worse times possible.
Willow shook her head and got back to her books. I am study-gal, look at me studying! she thought.
Tara poked her head in her and Willow's room and smiled, seeing her lover's brow furrowed in concentration. Willow's mind worked in mysterious ways, but Tara knew that sometimes, it was well worth it. When Willow studied something, she concentrated on that thing solely, and many times, it was her body Willow paid special attention to. She blushed slightly as she thought back to the first months of their relationship, when Willow explored and tested her body's responses, as if honing her skills to please her. And she did please her, many many times in fact. Even the slightest touch from Willow made her feel immediately aroused and eager. In fact, sometimes, just a look was enough to make them rush home to make slow sweet love or have needy, kinky raw sex. She frowned, watching Willow put a hand on her neck and knead it in an effort to relieve the tension building there. She walked slowly into the room and pushed away Willow's hand, substituting it with her own. Willow jumped a mile, startled from her math notebooks.
"Oh, baby, you scared me! I thought it was one of the things that go bump in the night here." Willow said, smiling.
Tara grinned and started massaging Willow's neck and shoulders.
"We haven't exactly been bumping in the night lately, or even in the day." Tara reminded her.
"I know and I'm sorry…. Oh God! That feels soo good." Willow moaned as one of her tense muscles relaxed. "You're really good at that." Willow commented, moaning happily.
"Thanks baby, but I think I'm just good at you." Tara replied, her hands still busy. Willow closed her eyes and leaned back slightly.
"Nah, you're just really really good. The best I've ever had." Willow said, grinning cheekily.
"Well, with the lack of sex we've had lately, I'm surprised you remember." Tara replied, her voice slightly lower than it had been a moment before.
"Oh baby, don't worry, forgetting your goodness in bed is just not possible." Willow groaned as she felt Tara's strong hands massaging away her discomfort.
Tara grinned and leaned towards Willow, stopping near her ear.
"How about you take a break, I'll run you a bath to help you relax, and then, we can indulge in some extra-curriculum between the sheets?" she purred before lightly nibbling on Willow's ear lobe.
Willow opened her eyes and leered at her girlfriend. "Does this extra-curriculum activity earn me points in the final exams?"
"No, but it earns you points from me. I hope that's good enough."
"That's perfect baby. You're perfect and your plan sounds heavenly." Willow said, turning in her chair before getting up and putting her arms around Tara's waist, while Tara's shifted to rest on her shoulders, playing with Willow's hair.
They leaned into each other and kissed, their lips tingling from the contact. They tasted each other, marveling in the feeling, as if it was a sweet too long denied. Soon, Tara wanted more of the sweetness, and she pushed open Willow's mouth to taste it. Her tongue dove into Willow's mouth, meeting the redhead's tongue and stroking it furiously, her hands skimming over Willow's sides to finally rest on her firm ass, kneading the flesh in her strong hands. Willow moaned and felt her knees turn to jell-o. Just as Willow's hands started their own trek towards Tara's breasts, Tara pulled back from the kiss, turned on her heel and left the room.
Willow looked at her lover, dazed, her lust-filled mind not understanding why her lover left the room.
Oh My God! What did I do? Willow's mind searched for something she may have done to make the blonde mad at her, but she couldn't think of anything but their kiss.
Tara poked her head into the room.
"Apparently not." Willow replied forlornly.
"Aww, what's wrong baby?" Tara asked, seeing the sad expression on her lover's face.
"Tara, did I do anything wrong? I mean, why did you just kiss me then leave? Please, if I did something wrong, tell me." Willow said urgently, not wanting her lover to stay mad at her.
Tara chuckled. "Baby, I thought we decided that you'd take a hot bath before the lovin'. So, I ran the bath."
Willow looked at her and blinked, suddenly remembering. "Miss Maclay, I have to say that you kiss so amazingly well, that I forgot all about the bath. I even think I forgot my name." Willow replied, smiling.
Tara smiled and laughingly pushed Willow out the door. "Get your ass into that tub before I decide to spank it!"
"Oh, Mistress Tara wants to punish her kitten, I'm delighted." Willow said happily as she strutted to the bathroom, feeling Tara's eyes on her ass.
As soon as Willow closed the bathroom door behind her, Tara went to the closet and pulled out a box. She opened it and smiled.
Perfect occasion to wear this. she thought as she took out the box's contents and laid them on the bed. Willow should love this.
She smirked as she donned the close fitting clothes, making sure they were tight. The material felt cool against her skin, but it soon warmed and became even more flexible. She lit some candles and turned off the lights, dipping the room in a romantic glow.
Or is it a kinky glow? Tara thought, smirking.
She thought a second about putting some music on, but then dismissed the idea. She wanted to hear her lover and only her.
She dragged a chair to the middle of the room and looked at her work. Everything was in place. She pulled something from a drawer and left the room. Now was time for her to get Willow.
Willow shed her clothes and dipped her hand lightly in the water.
Perfect. she thought as she turned off the faucet. Her nostrils twitched as she recognized the sweet fragrance that was drifting in the air.
MMM… Vanilla. Willow practically moaned out loud.
She got into the tub and relaxed, laying down in the hot water. She felt her muscles start to relax, as if the water was massaging her, the tension draining from her body. Willow found herself soon starting to doze off, only to be awoken minutes later when she felt something being tied over her eyes. She jerked upright in the tub, sending water splashing everywhere.
"What the frilly heck?" she exclaimed, her hand reaching out to rip off the blindfold.
"Nu uhn, that stays on!" Tara said playfully as she caught Willow's hand.
"Tara! What did I tell you about things that go bump in the night?"
"You told me that unless we were doing the bumping and grinding, to get as far from them as possible." she replied cheekily.
Willow grinned and let herself be raised up to stand before Tara, her naked skin dripping. Tara slowly guided Willow out of the tub and dried her off slowly. Willow tried to grab onto Tara, but the blonde witch wouldn't let her.
"No touching… yet."
Tara took Willow's hand and carefully led her to their room, where she made her sit down on the armchair naked, a towel under her ass. Tara was glad that Dawn and Buffy weren't home.
"You know, I'm glad Buffy and Dawn aren't here…" Tara said, trailing off.
Willow sensed that Tara was behind her, so she turned her head, anticipation filling her body.
"Why's that?" she asked, breathlessly.
"Because I'm gonna make you scream my name." Tara replied, her breath on Willow's ear driving her insane.
Willow was already moving to take the blindfold off but Tara's hand stopped her.
"Bad Kitten. The blindfold does not come off now. It only comes off when I say so." Tara explained.
Willow hung her head, displeased at having behaved badly. "Sorry Mistress." she said, her tone apologetic.
Tara laughed. "No, Willow, we're not playing that tonight. I just want you to leave the blindfold on for a while."
"Oh, okay." Willow replied, her grin coming back on her face. She felt Tara moving around her, as if thinking about where to start.
She felt Tara's presence in front of her and soon felt Tara's tongue on her lips, teasing her. Willow tried to capture it in her mouth, but Tara moved away. Willow groaned in displeasure, and Tara moved her lips to Willow's, nibbling on her lower lip. Willow tried to return the kiss, but Tara once again pulled back.
"Baby!" Willow whined, not liking the teasing way her girlfriend was kissing her.
"Shh." Tara said.
Willow longed to have contact with Tara, but nothing but air greeted her. She relaxed, thinking that this was going to be a long night, when she felt Tara straddling her, filling the space in front of her in flesh. But, an unusual scent made it's way to Willow's nostrils along with Tara's. The smell of leather. Willow's hands reached up to touch her lover's body, and for once, she was not restrained from the touch. Her hand glided across the smooth warm leather of her girlfriend's back, and she grinned, delighted. Tara shifted somewhat, and Willow felt Tara's leather encased thighs cooling her skin but heating her molten center.
"So, you wanna play?" Tara whispered, her breath tickling Willow's lips.
"Oh yeah." Willow groaned before pushing her lips to Tara's. Tara kissed her back, her tongue aching to play with it's mate. She thrust her tongue between Willow's parted lips and found her tongue's playmate eager as they swirled around each other, tasting.
Willow bit down softly on Tara's tongue before she sucked it lightly, causing the blonde to moan and to cup her face, drinking deeper as Willow released her tongue. Willow felt her arousal rise and felt the wetness multiply in her center.
They continued kissing, and Tara sucked Willow's tongue into her mouth now. Her hands descended to Willow's perk breasts and pinched one nipple. Willow moaned again, the contact sending red hot beams of pleasure to her now soaked pussy. Her clit started throbbing as Tara pinched harder, rolling the nipple between her index finger and thumb.
And suddenly, the mouth against hers and the hand on her breast were gone. Willow moved her head around, trying to find out what happened to her lover, but found her face cupped once more.
Tara pulled Willow's head to her leather-clad chest and Willow's hands to her ass. Willow moaned happily and nuzzled into the tight leather. She felt Tara's nipples harden and she licked the leather at the protuberance, making Tara moan. At the same time, Willow's eager hands squeezed and caressed Tara's ass, reveling in the feel of the leather stretched tight against the flesh. Willow's teeth nibbled and pulled at the leather in front of her, the leather that was covering Tara's erect nipples. Tara arched her back and knew that the game was officially over as she felt her clit throbbing. She disentangled herself from Willow, earning a low whimper and took off the velvet blindfold.
Willow blinked her eyes open and was struck speechless at the sight in front of her.
"Playtime is over."
Willow's pupils dilated even more when she took in Tara's attire. She was decked in black leather. The tight black bustier she wore left nothing or little to the imagination and her ample breasts were pushed up, as if firm hands were cupping them. The leather bore the marks of Willow's bites and licks and Tara's nipples were visible through it. The tight black leather pants she wore were stretched tightly over her hips and cupped her round ass perfectly. Willow felt herself drool at the sight and felt her wetness climb to incredible heights.
Tara smiled in pleasure at the obvious way her attire excited Willow. She looked at her lover and grinned. Willow's arousal was evident by the glistening moisture on the trimmed curls and the way her tumescent clit was peaking between her puffy outer lips. Tara's hands went to her bustier and began slowly undoing the laces, revealing an inch of skin at a time. Willow's mouth hung open as she watched her lover run her own hands over her stiff nipples. Willow gulped and continued watching, her eyes unblinking, not wanting to miss a second. The bustier was soon shed and tossed aside, and Tara pinched her own nipples, tossing her head back and uttering one word, the word she knew would make her lover melt in a puddle of spineless desire.
"Oh Willow." she moaned.
Until then, Willow had stopped herself from jumping from the seat and ravishing her lover. She knew that if she did that, then Tara would stop her show. She had also stopped from touching herself, afraid that either Tara would stop the striptease or that she'd lose something from the show. So she had kept still, clenching her thighs together to try and stop the throbbing of her clit. But when Willow heard Tara's moan, she couldn't control herself anymore.
She jumped up from her seat and grabbed Tara by the back of her head, pulling her lips to hers in a scorching kiss. Her hands descended to Tara's breasts, pinching and twisting the nipples to hyper-sensitivity before heading south, working frantically at the fly of Tara's pants. Tara's hands meanwhile were rubbing Willow's breasts, the hard nipples tickling her palms. Willow's frantic efforts bore fruit as the leather pants became undone and she slowly broke the kiss to pull them down, revealing that Tara was naked under the clothing.
Smart girl. Willow thought fleetingly as her senses became loaded with the scent of Tara.
Tara kicked off the pants and Willow kissed her again, driving her tongue deep into Tara's warm mouth, drinking from her as if she hadn't drunk in years. Willow began backing Tara towards the bed and when Tara felt the bed hitting her calves, she sat down and started moving backwards on the bed, Willow crawling with her. And yet the kiss remained, their tongues thrusting into each other's mouth, their desire fueled by their muffled moans.
Tara finally sank against the mattress, and Willow laid herself on top of her, still kissing, her hands caressing her sides. Tara's hands went to Willow's ass, pulling her against her, feeling their centers rub together. She moaned and an absurd thought entered her mind.
And to think I was going to ravish her… Oh well, next time…
The thought quickly left her mind as she felt Willow's hands on her breasts and the thinking process stopped to leave it's place to pure instinct. She arched her back and broke the kiss, gasping for air as she felt Willow's mouth kissing her chin and moving south.
Willow kissed Tara's neck urgently before latching on to her pulse point and sucking hard. Tara moaned, the pleasure from Willow marking her and pinching her nipples at the same time making her clit throb more intensely. She started rocking against Willow, her wetness smearing over Willow's taut stomach.
Willow quickly finished her bite mark and moved lower, licking Tara's sternum. Finally, she reached the blonde's full breast and cupped them in her hands, testing their weight and their feel. Even though they had made love hundreds of times, Willow never stopped worshipping Tara's breasts. They were round and full and firm and oh so lickable and suckable. Willow groaned as she started licking one stiff peak, making Tara's back arch off the bed, pushing herself into Willow's mouth and the redhead complied to the demand by taking as much of the swollen flesh into her mouth as she could.
Tara was lost in a haze of desire. Her blood was roaring in her veins in a tidal-wave to her throbbing center. She turned her head from side to side, sweat breaking on her skin as she continued rocking against Willow.
Willow continued sucking at the swollen nipple, while pinching the other one almost roughly. She pulled at the hard nub lightly with her teeth before she decided to switch breasts. She spied on a bead of sweat making it's way down Tara's body, through the valley of her breasts and quickly licked it up, purring. Tara gasped at the feel of Willow's cool tongue on her heated flesh and then moaned as Willow placed tiny licks around the nipple that hadn't been soothed by her mouth yet. Tara moaned and arched her back again, but Willow kept to her teasing ministrations, never touching the engorged nub. Tara knew that Willow could keep her on the edge for a very long time, teasing her just enough to make her beg and plead.
Willow loved hearing her lover beg. Tara would usually lose all her inhibitions and she would start the 'spicy' talk, telling Willow to "please fuck her" and such phrases. Willow loved it when her lover left all her shyness and revealed her deeply sensual and sexual core.
"Willow…" Tara gasped breathlessly as Willow drew yet another circle around the nipple, never actually touching it.
"Yeah baby?" Willow replied, pleased that her lover was going to beg her to touch her.
"Please Will…" Tara said again, and this time, Willow left the nipple to crawl back the length of Tara's body, coming face to face with her.
"Tell me what you want me to do baby…" Willow replied again, her eyes boring into Tara's.
Tara smirked before bucking her hips and switching their positions so she was straddling Willow's stomach.
"Oh! Take-charge Tara is back, huh?" Willow said, grinning.
Tara just smiled before she started her assault on Willow's nipples, twisting one between her fingers while the other was being pulled and bitten by Tara's teeth. Willow gasped and threw her head back, arching her back. Willow felt her wetness start to dribble down her thighs at the hard contact and her clit starting to throb again. She let out a pleading growl and tried to push Tara south by her shoulders, but the blonde wouldn't move.
"Come on baby, you know what I want." Willow said, breathlessly.
"Tell me. Beg for it." Tara said, not letting go of the nipple in between her teeth. She finally let go of the said nipple to migrate towards its twin.
"Oh God! I want you to touch me." Willow replied.
"I am touching you." Tara replied, proving her point by sucking at the hard nub for a second.
"Oh god! Please Tara, make me come. Please Tara."
Tara smiled against Willow's nipple. "What shall I use?"
"Your tongue, your fingers, please baby, please." Willow gasped out as Tara's hand started its trek south.
Tara left Willow's nipples to kiss and lick at her taut stomach while her fingers spread Willow's outer puffy lips apart and ran her fingers along her slick lips, barely grazing Willow's clit with her fingertips. Tara rubbed her fingers in slow circles, and Willow's hips started gyrating of their own, trying to lengthen out the contact. After placing dozens of open- mouthed kisses on Willow's stomach and navel, Tara finally joined her hand at the apex of Willow's thighs, finding her slick, wet and ready.
"Do you trust me?" Tara asked, her voice thick, staring at Willow's womanhood.
"Yes." Willow moaned.
Tara smiled and took Willow's right hand, which was perched at her shoulder and placed a kiss in the palm before placing it on the redhead's mound.
"Tara?" Willow asked, wondering what exactly Tara wanted.
"Hold yourself open for me Willow." Tara whispered, glancing up into her lover's green eyes.
Willow's eyes darkened even more at her lover's request. She nodded dumbly, wondering fleetingly if all the moisture in her body had pooled between her legs. She spread her legs more and held herself open for Tara.
"That's my girl." Tara said before she lowered her head and licked once with the flat of her tongue the length of Willow's pussy, her fingers circling Willow's opening while her other hand reached up to squeeze Willow's right breast.
Willow moaned and Tara slowly entered her with two fingers before withdrawing. Willow grunted and bucked but Tara kept the contact fleeting. She gently licked her lover's clit, earning a whimper of approval from the redhead. She slowly started easing her fingers into Willow, but stopped at the first knuckle. Willow bucked her hips to try to take all of Tara's fingers into her but Tara retracted her fingers some.
"Who do you belong to?" Tara asked the withering redhead.
"You, only you! I'm yours, take me!" Willow said, her frustration making her scream the phrase.
"You're mine, just like I'm yours." Tara whispered as she thrust her fingers deeply into Willow's tight opening.
Willow moaned and started rocking to the rhythm of Tara's hand. The blonde smiled and went back to work on Willow's clit, licking it a few times before she sucked it into her mouth, flicking her tongue against it.
Willow's hand slipped from her place and she brought it back up to Tara's shoulder, gripping her with eagles' talons.
Tara kept thrusting into her lover while her mouth worked frantically on her clit, wanting to make her scream out her name.
Willow had been on the edge the whole time Tara had teased her and could feel her orgasm coming, her toes starting to curl.
Tara felt the difference in Willow's taste and latched her lips on her clit and sucked on it hard while her fingers pumped in and out of her lover, thrusting deeper and faster. She felt Willow's inner muscles start to shake and kept her efforts until she felt her fingers being clamped on and heard Willow's scream.
Tara continued pumping into Willow until her hand eventually stopped and Willow's muscles relaxed. Tara withdrew her hand and offered it to her lover, who took it eagerly into her mouth, tasting herself on the blonde's fingers. Tara's eyes never left Willow's while she sucked and nibbled the wet fingers. Tara's tongue joined the digits in Willow's mouth, swirling around them, trying to absorb the last drop of Willow's wetness.
They continued kissing, Tara's fingers forgotten now. Willow tilted her head to drink deeper, her hands creeping to Tara's ass, pulling her tighter against her. Tara moaned and broke the kiss.
"So, baby, you didn't earn your points yet, even thought tasting you is always in first place in my top-ten things to do." Tara said, smirking.
"Can you think of a way to earn these points? My mind seems to be blank at the moment." Willow replied, looking at her lover's body with eyes glinting with lust.
"I remember you wanting me to beg you for something. Making this throbbing go away would earn you a lot of Tara-points."
"Oh, Tara-points… let me think of a position to earn some extra Tara-points." Willow said, pondering at a suitable position.
Willow smirked. "Up on your knees baby. Straddle my face."
Tara looked at Willow with wide eyes and smiled as she moved up to straddle her lover's face, holding onto the headboard. Willow smiled up at Tara and then looked at her lover's womanhood. She was so wet her arousal was practically dripping out of her. Willow put her hands on Tara's ass and lowered her slightly before taking her first long lick.
Tara shuddered as she felt her lover's tongue probe her folds before starting to lick in earnest, lapping up all of her lover's abundant juices like an eager kitten lapping up cream. Tara moaned when she felt Willow squeeze her ass more and tongue her slit. Finally, Willow slid her tongue in her lover's wet channel, the bridge of her nose hitting Tara's clit with every thrust. Tara moaned and gyrated her hips on Willow's face, making her nose rub against her clit.
As Willow continued lapping at her lover's pussy, Tara looked down to see her lover looking back at her. Tara gasped and ran her hands down her own breasts, teasing her own nipples. Their eyes locked, Willow started to suck on her lover's clit, and Tara's legs started shaking. She was holding onto the headboard so hard to keep from falling down on the redhead's face that her knuckles turned white.
Willow withdrew slightly when she felt her lover's taste change, her orgasm nearly there. She took one of the hands that were holding her lover up and entered her with two fingers, thrusting hard and deep.
"Come for me. Come all over my face." Willow whispered, before taking Tara's clit in her mouth again, flicking her tongue on it as she sucked it hard.
Tara's hips bucked two times and she came, moaning Willow's name loudly. The redhead continued lapping her clean, and when Tara's muscles relaxed, she pulled away and pulled her down next to her. Tara licked her own juices off Willow's face and they kissed.
"I love you."
"I love you too Tara."
They stayed silent for a while, just cuddling together, their arms wrapped tightly on each other.
"So, baby, what grade do I get?" Willow asked, smirking.
"A+++." Tara replied, smiling.
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