by tazraven » Sat May 12, 2007 3:25 pm
Hey everyone... Here it is. The epilogue. I hope everyone enjoyed the story. Thanks to people. You know who you are.
Title: Tabula Rasa Perpetua
Author: TazRaven
Distribution: Anyone who wants to use it, just ask.
Feedback: Yes, please. I love it.
Disclaimers: Willow and Tara and the rest of the Buffy gang and Buffyverse are not mine, but I wish they were.
Summary: The Buffy gang has to live with the effects of the Tabula Rasa spell a little longer than what originally happened.
Rating: PG
Timeline: Everything up until The Tabula Rasa spell is the same. The changes start happening a little bit into the spell.
Tabula Rasa Perpetua
Epilogue
“It looks like it’s going to be another sunny day in Sunnydale. And that’s it for the weather. Now back to Jim and Nancy with the news.”
“Thanks Tim.” Jim flashed a smile and arranged the papers on the desk. “In local news, three men were arrested today for the murder of Katrina Silber. Warren Meers, the leader of the group, was brought in by his two accomplices, Jonathon Levinson and Andrew Wells. The Sunnydale Chief of Police released a statement earlier in regards to the arrest.”
Jim was replaced by a video of the Police Chief. He stood ramrod straight behind a podium, his outfit immaculate looking, an emotionless look plastered on his face. “It is a tragedy what happened, and we intend to prosecute Warren Meers to the fullest extent. Jonathon Levinson and Andrew Wells have confessed to being accomplices to the crime, and only a court can decide whether or not their honesty regarding the confession will deliver them any leniency. Thank you.”
The screen once again showed Jim and Nancy, fake smiles on their faces. “And in other news…”
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“You know what I was thinking about?”
“Hmm?” Anya looked over at her fiancé, her brow furrowing at the pensive look on his face. She walked over to where he sat on the couch and sat down next to him.
“Well, I was just thinking. About the spell and everything.” Xander paused and tried to collect his thoughts, but couldn’t manage to do so before Anya interrupted him.
“Oh, you mean when Willow went crazy with the magick thing and decided it would be a fun idea to erase all of our memories? Boy, that was a barrel of laughs.” She furrowed her brow at her statement. “You know, that statement really doesn’t make sense. How would you have a barrel of laughs anyways…”
“Anya!” Xander waited for her attention to return and then continued. “I was thinking, we still got together, even with the whole spell making our memories go kablooey.” He looked at his fiancé, and for the first time since he’d started having doubts about the wedding, let himself relax. He loved Anya, and he wasn’t going to let his doubts of them turning out like his parents ruin their wedding. “I love you,” he said softly.
Anya smiled brightly before kissing him fully. “I know, and I love you too.” She kissed him on the cheek before pulling out a checklist. “Now let’s talk about the seating arrangement…”
Xander groaned good-naturedly, and for the rest of the night they continued to plan for the wedding.
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“Alright, now remember what I said. Keep your fingers curled around the grip, and-”
“I know, I know.” Dawn cut Buffy off, rolling her eyes. “Fingers curled, tight grip, eyes forward, dot my i’s and cross my t’s. Can we fight now?”
Buffy sighed exasperatedly and turned to Giles with a pout fixed on her face. “Giles,” she whined. “You’re my watcher, make her listen to me.”
“Buffy, you have a sacred birth right to protect the innocent. Please, try and be a bit more mature.” He coughed and removed his glasses, rubbing them with a cloth from his pocket. “Besides, I haven’t been your watcher for quite some time now. And need I remind you that even when I was you never listened to me?” He stopped rubbing his glasses for a moment, pausing as if deep in thought. “Now that I think about it, Dawn’s inability to listen shows that she learns by example.” He continued rubbing his glasses, pointedly ignoring the glare he received from Buffy.
“Fine.” Buffy picked up her sword, giving Dawn a slight smirk. Before Dawn could even react, Buffy thrust the sword forward, knocking Dawn’s weapon from her hand. She swept her leg under Dawn, throwing up her hands in an overdramatic cheer as the younger Summers sister fell to the ground in a heap. Her excitement turned to shock as Dawn swept her own legs out, knocking Buffy to the ground as well.
“Oh, who’s the big bad slayer now, huh?” Dawn smiled in victory. Buffy rolled her eyes before wrapping her sister in a bear hug.
“You’re a dork, you know that?” she asked her sister.
Dawn smirked. “Takes one to know one.” Buffy got ready to retaliate, only stopping at the sound of Giles’ voice.
“Please, you two. Can’t we at least have one training session where the exercise doesn’t evolve into-” He was cut off as both Buffy and Dawn swept out a leg and knocked him to the ground with them.
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She’s so beautiful, and amazing, and perfect. Her eyes, and those lips. Goddess. Willow stared at Tara, her eyes glazing over slightly as she cycled through just some of the reasons she loved the blonde.
Tara looked up from the book she’d been reading and quirked a half-smile. Willow was lost in thought, her mouth curled into a slight smile, staring directly at her. Tara’s smile grew as Willow realized she’d been caught staring and blushed slightly. Removing the book from her lap and placing it on the nightstand, Tara got up from the bed and crossed the room to where Willow was standing next to the desk. “Hey. Whatcha thinking about?” Tara asked, already suspecting what the answer was.
Willow pushed off the wall she’d been leaning against and placed her hands on Tara’s hips. “You,” she replied simply. She took one hand off of Tara’s waist and brushed a loose strand of hair from in front of her face, lovingly tucking it behind her ear. “You’re beautiful, you know that?”
Tara blushed and ducked her head slightly, her blonde hair falling in front of her face, covering the blush of her cheeks. Willow leaned her head down and maintained eye contact with Tara, determined not to let her hide. “I mean it.” Tara lifted her head slightly and Willow took the opportunity to lightly brush her lips against Tara’s. Willow pulled away slightly, still close enough to gaze deeply into Tara’s expressive eyes. “You, Tara Maclay, are the most beautiful and amazing person. And I love you.” Willow leaned back in for another kiss, but stopped when Tara backed away. Willow’s brow furrowed, frowning slightly at the distance that was now between them. “Tara?”
Tara looked into Willow’s eyes, finding all of the love and affection she felt for the red-head reflected back at her. She took a deep breath and continued to stare straight at Willow. “I love you, but I need to say something.” Tara breathed deeply once more and continued. “I love you,” she repeated, “more than anyone, but I need you to know… I can’t stay, if you ever v-violate me like what you did.” Tears formed in her eyes as she fought to keep her voice steady. “I’m sorry, but I can’t deal with another b-betrayal.”
Willow’s face fell at Tara’s words, not because she planned on breaking her trust again, but only because what she’d done to the blonde warranted a warning. She sighed heavily and felt tears prickling the corners of her eyes. “Tara, I promise you… I would die before betraying your trust again.” Tears started to fall down her face, but before she could break down entirely, Tara’s arms wrapped around her. For several minutes they held each other, Tara whispering words of love and devotion, and Willow whispering words of love and apology.
Tara kissed Willow’s forehead, her cheek, her nose, her chin, and then her lips. Both women sighed at the contact as Tara traced Willow’s bottom lip with her tongue. She shivered slightly as Willow’s lips parted and her tongue felt the inside of Willow’s mouth. Willow moaned as Tara brought her hands around and slipped under the redhead’s shirt, her hands tightly grasping Willow’s back. She moved her hands upwards, pushing Willow’s shirt up as well, dropping it at her feet when it was finally removed. What had been comfort quickly turned to passion as the two women finally let their fears and doubts go, rediscovering their love for one another.
Willow pressed herself against Tara, luxuriating in the feel of her own lithe frame pressed against the blonde’s more voluptuous body. She pulled at Tara’s shirt; not so subtly hinting that she wanted the garment removed, and was rewarded as the shirt was peeled away and she felt Tara’s skin against her own. Willow moaned at the contact and quickly guided Tara towards the bed, only pausing to get rid of the rest of her clothes as well as Tara’s.
Willow fell onto the bed, pulling Tara on top of her, as they met in a tangle of arms and legs, neither caring who was touching what as long as they were touching. Their lips connected in an almost frantic kiss as each woman sought the warmth of the other’s mouth. Tara moved her hands up and down Willow’s sides, her left hand tracing the curve of Willow’s breast, her right tightly gripping the redhead’s hip. She moved a thigh in between Willow’s legs, interlocking like two pieces of a puzzle. They began to rock together as hands continued to roam. Tara moved her left hand fully onto Willow’s breast, her palm rubbing the redhead’s already hard nipple. Willow shuddered beneath her touch, arching her back into Tara’s hand. She rolled the hard nub between her fingers, every moan Willow released shooting straight to her own center. She kissed Willow hotly and then removed her mouth only to place her lips on Willow’s other breast. Kissing around her breast, she moaned in pleasure when her lips finally closed on Willow’s sensitive nipple.
Willow writhed beneath Tara, her senses overloaded with pleasure as Tara assaulted her breasts with her hot mouth and nimble fingers. She pushed her hips up into Tara’s thigh, trying to find release but only becoming more frustrated at the lack of firmer contact. Her hands gripped the back of Tara’s head, pushing the blonde’s mouth onto her breast even more, until all she could feel were lips and teeth and tongue.
Tara moved one hand from Willow’s breasts, traveling slowly down the lithe woman’s body until she reached her thighs. She moved her hand up and down Willow’s left thigh, then her right, dragging her fingers lightly across the skin. She teased Willow, brushing against her center for just a moment before returning to her inner thighs. Her mouth continued to worship Willow’s breasts while her hand finally moved to Willow’s wet and ready core. Her fingers glided through Willow’s arousal as she entered her slowly, easily penetrating with two fingers.
“Tara, oh god Tara,” Willow moaned as Tara pumped her fingers into her, bringing her closer and closer to her peak. Her hands flew from Tara’s head to her back, gripping the tightened muscles with increased fervor each time Tara drew her fingers out just to enter her again. She rode Tara’s hand, lost in the sensations until she felt the familiar fluttering in her stomach, and stopped. “Tara,” she breathed. “Tara, wait.”
Tara’s fingers stopped moving immediately as she looked deeply into Willow’s eyes, anticipating the request before Willow voiced it.
“Together baby.” She drew Tara down for a kiss as she moved a hand down to Tara’s wetness.
Tara nodded and continued to move her fingers inside of Willow. She threw her head back as Willow entered her with one finger, and then two. “Willow,” the word came out as a strangled moan as she rocked down against Willow’s hand, driving Willow’s fingers deeper with each thrust.
“Oh god, baby. I-” Tara’s words were cut off as her orgasm approached. They came together, each crying out the other’s name in release.
As they both came down from their peaks, Tara leaned over and kissed Willow gently. She pulled away slowly, earning a soft whimper from Willow in response. “I love you,” Tara whispered against Willow’s lips. She giggled softly when she felt one of Willow’s hands travel along the side of her body. The giggle became a moan as Willow’s hand found the nipple, already stiff from the small touch. “Already baby?” She smirked as she felt Willow move from her nipple to her stomach and continue traveling.
“If it’s alright with you,” Willow spoke softly, “I’d like to do this every night for the rest of forever.”
Tara giggled again. “What about every day?”
“Well, that too.” Willow continued to move her hand downward, pausing right before she reached Tara’s center as she heard Tara speak again.
“Won’t we get tired?” Tara asked, content to continue teasing her lover.
“Tara, honey?” Willow moved her hand to Tara’s center and smiled as she felt Tara shiver in response.
“Mmm, ya, baby?”
“I think it’s time,” she paused again as her fingers found Tara’s clit, “for you to stop talking,” her fingers started to move back and forth over the hard nub, “and start screaming.”
And for the rest of the night, Tara did just that.
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~Sara
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tazraven on Sat May 12, 2007 8:51 pm, edited 2 times in total.
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