Title: The Table part 1 out of 2 or 3
Author: Washi
Rating: NC-17 overall
Spoilers: Nope, can be put into any season.
Disclaimer: I own nothing man, except for a cool lighter. So don't sue me Joss or ME or whoever, or all you'll get is said lighter.
Summary:
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"Man, this demon shortage bites!" Buffy said as she cracked her knuckles, looking at her friends, sitting around the heavy research table. "I need to find a way for me to work off my tension." she paused before adding, her tone whiny, "Giles!"
The whole table grew quiet as everyone's faces scrunched up into disgusted looks. The Englishman's eyebrows shot up to his hairline. "I beg your pardon?"
Buffy looked around and thought about what she said. Her features contorted into a mask of abject horror. "Oh God! Ewww! You guys are sick! I was just talking about finding me something to pound on. Nothing of the sexual nature meant. Yuck, that's just... yuck!"
"How about we hit ourselves over the head and then, maybe, we'll forget this discussion ever happened?" Willow said, her face still scrunched up.
Xander raised his arm "Yep, I'm all for the group amnesia. Please someone hit me." A second later, he was holding the back of his head, and Anya was looking at him, smiling proudly.
"An, I kinda meant it as uh, just a phrase, a saying. I didn’t actually mean it." he said, still rubbing the back of his head.
"Well, you should've explained yourself better. Who can understand all these mortal phrases? They drive me insane." Anya replied, the smile quickly fading from her face into a perplexed look.
"Cause ya weren't crazy to start with..." Willow muttered, looking down at her lap. Slender fingers crept across her skirt to settle on her thigh, rubbing slowly. Green eyes turned upwards to gaze into deep blue, and a soft voice whispered to her "Be nice honey."
Those same green eyes crept to look at full rosy lips, and Willow swallowed.
"Mmm, what do I get as a reward?" she replied, her eyes never leaving the lips that now turned upwards in a sensual half smile. Willow's eyes moved back to her lover's, which darkened as her pupils dilated slightly.
"I can think of many rewarding rewards." Tara replied, licking her lips. Willow leaned forward a bit, her urge to kiss her lover too strong to deny, but a harsh light made them draw back and blink. Looking back at the table, the first thing they noticed was Xander's glassy eyes and his dazed look. Looking over his shoulder, they saw Anya, holding a camera and grinning slightly.
"Please do not let my taking pictures of you interrupt anything. Please get back to the kissing. Oh, Willow, maybe you'd like to hold Tara's face in your hands as you kiss. It is more erotic that way."
Tara barely held Willow back as she jumped towards Anya, her eyes furious. Xander's eyes focused back to the here and now and he almost jumped out of his seat, yelling "I didn't even touch them yet!"
Tara's gaze turned to Xander and she raised an eyebrow at him, silencing him, while still holding the redhead. Xander sat back down, looking apologetic.
"I thought please was the magic word Xander, why is Willow looking very mad and on the verge of waving one of those pointy-eared creatures at me?"
Xander didn't answer his girlfriend.
"Honey, please, be good."
"But Tara! She took a picture of us! And, I ... I'm gonna kill her!" Willow said, struggling to go after the ex-demon and wave a rabbit at her.
"Geez Will, it's like you're embarrassed of you and Tara."
Willow stopped struggling and looked at Buffy wide-eyed. "What? No!" She noticed Tara looking down at her lap, her hair covering her face. "No, baby, that's not it! I am so not ashamed of us." She slowly brought her hands up to Tara's face and tilted her head back up, her eyes making contact with the blonde's. "I'll never be ashamed of our love baby. I love you, and I'm not ashamed of it."
She pulled slightly and covered Tara's lips with her own, caressing the pillowy flesh with her own. The rest of the world fell away, and nothing mattered to both girls but the feel of their lips pressed together. Willow's hands drifted down to Tara's neck, holding her as she deepened the kiss. Tara moaned into her girlfriend’s mouth, and the hand on the redhead's thigh gripped the flesh more sharply. They pulled apart, however, when continuous flashes of light were directed at them.
"Very good! Bravo!" Anya said, lowering her camera and clapping, obviously enjoying the show. Tara blushed to the roots of her hair and buried her face into Willow's shoulder.
"Anya, don't make me go to the pound and get all the pet bunnies they have." Willow said in a tone that meant no arguments.
The shop keeper's face blanched and she nodded before going back to her counter and placing the camera under it. She opened the cash drawer and got out a wad of bills that she then fawned herself with.
Turning her attention back to the table, Willow noticed the growing smirk on her best friend's face, but Buffy's hand already connected with the back of his head, and he jerked back to life, mumbling his apologies while rubbing his head again.
"Thanks Buffy."
"You're welcome. Anyways, I'm thinking of going to the Bronze tonight, work off some tension by dancing. And hey, maybe some baddies will show up and it'll become a party." Buffy said wistfully.
"I'm sure they'll show up Buff." Willow tried consoling her.
"God, we're really living in a screwed up world. People wishing for monsters to attack them. Never thought when I was a kid that I'd wish that sort of thing to people." Xander said, smiling softly.
"I never thought that I'd wish to become blind and deaf." Giles replied casually, still cleaning his glasses.
"Giles, if you keep doing that, you'll wipe your glasses out of existence." The slayer casually replied.
"Yes, well, as glad as I have been to witness this exchange, and by that I mean that I'd love to get knocked into unconsciousness to forget it ever did happen, I must go." The watcher said, getting up from his seat. "I have... um, adult things to do." he continued as he slipped on his camel-hair jacket.
"Way to go G-man! Finally getting some!" Xander happily exclaimed, getting up and putting up his palm, waiting for the watcher to high-five him.
"How graceful of you Xander." Giles dryly replied. "But, I shall inform you that I shall not be doing anything of the kind, and that, in any circumstance, that is none of your business."
"He's getting some." Buffy stated, earning once again disgusted looks by her friends. "Oh god! Yuck!"
*****
"Okay, please remember to lock up. And please do not disrupt anything. If a burglar wants to come in, tell him there are bunnies in here..." Anya was silenced by Xander's hand on her mouth.
"They get it An. Let's go home."
"But, I must give them safety procedures so no one can steal the money. It's my money Xander!" Anya almost shrieked, thoughts of someone stealing her money horrifying her.
"I shall make sure no one steals your money Anya. Don't worry." Tara said, her gentle smile pacifying the shop keeper.
"Alright. But only because it's you. Let's go home Xander, and you can give me many..." she looked at her boyfriend and stopped her sentence.
Xander looked proudly at her and turned away to go out.
"Orgasms!" Anya whispered to Tara with a wink.
Tara smiled at the two as they left, and locked the door behind them. Warm arms encircled her waist, and she leaned back into the embrace.
“Mmm, so, you wanted us to stay here for what exactly?” Tara asked as she felt slender fingers pushing away some of her hair and warm lips descending on her neck, kissing and licking lightly.
“My reward. I’ve been good.” The redhead replied, slowly bringing up her hands, stopping only when she reached the undersides of her lover’s breasts. Her lips were now nibbling on Tara’s ears, and the blonde moaned and pushed herself back into her lover’s body. Willow knew exactly where to touch her to arouse the passion that lay dormant beneath the surface.
Still, she was reluctant to make love to Willow in the Magic Box. There was something undeniably wrong about it, but as her lover’s hands drifted to her breasts, she forgot all about it.
“Mmm, touch me.” She gasped, and Willow took the offer with a smile, squeezing her lover’s breasts slowly.
Tara’s head fell on her girlfriend’s shoulder as she pressed her chest into Willow’s hands, arching her back and rubbing her ass on the redhead’s crotch. The redhead swallowed painfully.
“Do you know how many times I imagined laying you down on the table, and slowly raising your dress inch by inch, caressing your flesh as I go? Do you know how many boring Scooby meetings I didn’t listen to while imagining doing that to you?” A soft lick at Tara’s lips followed, earning a gasp from her open-mouthed lover.
Tara’s left hand moved up to tangle in crimson locks, fisting the smoothness almost roughly as she pulled her girlfriend’s mouth towards her own. Willow had other plans though, and she resisted the painful pull to only brush her lips against her lover’s, her tongue sneaking out to get a taste of the pillow-y flesh. Tara’s breathing sped up from the teasing touch, and also from Willow’s talented fingers, which were now pinching her already-hard nipples.
Tara was lost in a world of Willow. Her tongue was teasing her earlobe while her hands were massaging her full breasts and her crotch was rubbing against Tara’s ass. She wondered briefly how her lover could do all these things at once, but she quickly forgot about the questions as her lover increased the tempo of her rubbing. The blonde could feel her wetness pooling between her legs from such a short encounter, but she knew that Willow could turn her on with a simple touch.
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T.B.C in the next few days.
Questions? Comments?
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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa
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at: 10/25/04 7:14 pm
More soon?
and i think you almost did kill me there for a sec lol 
. I half expected the table to fall, but I'm glad it didn't--serious mood killer. Very well done (I guess it sort of makes up for your meanness). Thanks.
