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TITLE: Hacker Confidential
AUTHOR: Laragh
CHAPTER RATING: NC-17
DISCLAIMER: Willow, Tara and any other characters from the Buffy the Vampire Slayer franchise belong to Joss Whedon, FOX, ME and a whole host of other entities, none of which are me.
SUMMARY: AU, set in contemporary setting. A lot of W/T fluff and some semblance of a storyline.
SPOILERS: AU fic, so at most minor references or pieces of dialogue
FEEDBACK: Yes please
AUTHOR'S NOTE: So, for Tara's outfit in this, I was envisioning what she wore in Xander's dream in 'Restless'. Should you need a reminded (or like me, just enjoy looking at the picture) you should look
here!
Chapter 96********
Previously:“I loved my surprise,” she whispered as she put her mouth over her wife’s pulsepoint and felt it beat on her lips.
“Huh?” Tara asked, closing her eyes and tilting her head to give the redhead more room.
“A couple of days ago...” Willow continued in a low and throaty tone, licking Tara from the base of her neck up to her ear, “Buffy called. You said she was helping you organise a surprise for my birthday. The singing, right? I loved it.”
Tara bit back a moan and shook her head slightly.
“That was a surprise. But it wasn’t the surprise.”
Willow pulled back at that, curiosity shining in her eyes.
“What is it then?”
Tara grinned as she saw they were driving onto their street.
“I’ll show you as soon as we get inside.”
“Wait, wait. You need to wait here.”
Tara put her hands on Willow’s shoulders and pushed her away from her slightly, her breathing laboured from the intense kisses they’d shared in the cab right home.
“What?” Willow asked, confusion in her eyes, “But you said you’d show me my surprise as soon as we got inside. We’re inside!”
Tara closed her eyes to take some much-needed air into her lungs.
“I know, sweetie. But I just need five minutes to finish setting it up. Five minutes, okay? Meet me in the bedroom...when you hear music start to play, meet me in the bedroom.”
“Tara!” Willow whined, “I want you now! I don’t think I can wait five minutes!”
Tara pulled Willow to her and latched their lips together in a steamy kiss for a few moments before pulling back and looking at her intently.
“Will, give me five minutes and I promise you’ll lose count of how many times you come tonight.”
Willow gulped and nodded wordlessly, watching as Tara ran up the stairs, unbuttoning her blouse on the way. Willow took some deep breaths and jumped up and down on the balls of her feet.
Mmhh, I hope she’s naked when I get up there. Those beautiful breasts and curvy hips...mmhh, yea...she better be naked so I can bury my face in her – music! I hear music!Willow ran up the stairs as fast as she could, almost tripping on a few occasions and burst through the door of their bedroom, her mouth hanging open and her eyes widening in shock as she took in the sight in front of her.
Tara was standing in the middle of the room, wearing a tight and very revealing white blouse, her black lacy bra visible underneath and an even tighter black skirt that only went to her mid-thigh.
But the most shocking thing to the redhead was that her wife was holding onto a pole that seemed to be hanging from their ceiling, with a salacious grin on her face.
“Sit down,” Tara said, nodding towards the bed.
Willow could do nothing but comply and scurried over to sit at the end of the bed.
“Tara...what?”
Tara’s grin got wider and she ran the hand she was holding onto the pole with up and down the steel bar.
“You know those dance classes I was taking with Buffy?”
Willow nodded her head before her eyes widened again.
“You were taking pole dancing lessons?!?”
Tara nodded and bit her lip saucily.
“Want a dance?”
Willow felt her mouth go dry and could do nothing but nod vigorously as Tara turned and put the song that was playing back to the beginning, the redhead now able to recognise it as The Pussycat Dolls’
’Buttons’.
Willow watched as Tara straightened her back against the pole and reached behind to grab onto it with one hand, sidling up and down slowly, in time with the beat until she pulled herself up on the pole and stretched her legs over the steel.
The redhead gasped when she saw Tara wasn’t wearing any underwear and moaned as the blonde continued to spin and move around the pole.
When the song was almost over, Tara sensually slid down the pole from her inverted position until her ass hit the floor and she pushed herself up, giving the smaller girl another tantalising view of her unclothed center.
She walked over to her wife, pushing her back so she was lying on the bed and straddling her, grinding her hips into Willow’s body as she unbuttoned her own blouse and threw it behind her.
She took the redhead’s hands and put them on her bare ass, beneath her skirt before leaning over so their faces were just centimetres apart, their breaths co-mingling as the final loud beats of the song ended.
“That was so hot,” Willow breathed, squirming uncomfortably as she felt an abundance of wetness between her legs, “So...hot.”
“I’m just starting with you,” Tara replied, pulling the zipper down on the redhead’s jacket slowly between them, “You’re not gonna be able to walk properly tomorrow.”
Willow whimpered before sitting them both up, ridding herself of her jacket, shirt and bra in matter of seconds, snapping the blonde’s bra off as well before her hands went to the button on her jeans.
“My job,” Tara said, batting the redhead’s hand away and slinking down in the bed.
She sat back on her heels and took one of Willow’s legs, slowly pulling the boot off her foot, before doing the same on the other side, then settling down and popping her jeans button with her mouth, dragging the zipper down with her teeth.
She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the jeans and her wife’s panties, dragging them off her body in one fluid motion before lowering her head and positioning her nose above her lover’s mound, inhaling her scent deeply.
Willow groaned at the action and watched as Tara stood back up, undoing the button on her skirt and letting it drop to the floor so they were both naked. Tara then climbed back onto the bed and bent the smaller girl’s knees upwards, grinning lasciviously as she knelt between Willow’s legs and leant her body forwards slightly, letting their centers come in contact with each other.
“Fuck,” Willow gasped as the blonde started rolling her hips into her, “Fuck that’s good.”
“You like that?” Tara asked as Willow’s hands came up to her shoulders.
Willow moaned as their clits started rubbing against each other and threw her head back into the pillows, thrusting her own hips into her wife’s. Tara started slowing her movements when she saw the redhead was responding too fast for her liking but Willow was quick to protest.
“Tara, don’t, no teasing.”
“I’m just getting you warmed up,” Tara replied, breathless, “Gotta get you nice and wet so I have plenty to drink.”
Willow moaned and dropped her hands to the blonde’s ass again, roughly pulling them together at a pace she liked, closing her eyes as she felt the tension start to build in her again.
“You’re gonna have plenty, Tara. Trust me. You always said you liked what I taste like after I come. You gotta let me, baby, please. I wanna come all over your pussy.”
Tara grunted and moved her hands down, her palms stretched out either side of Willow’s head as she rolled her hips as fast as she could.
“Come all over me, Willow. Let me feel it.”
Willow groaned and bit her lip, feeling the flutterings inside her start until Tara’s voice piped up again.
“Open your eyes. I wanna watch you.”
Willow opened her eyes and gasped at the wild and desire-ridden look she was receiving from her wife. It was enough to send her over the edge as one of her hands went to the back of Tara’s head, gripping her hair tightly as she spasmed against the blonde, never breaking their eyelock.
“You’re incredible,” Tara whispered reverently before capturing the redhead’s lips in a passionate kiss.
Willow moaned into the kiss and responded keenly until Tara pulled back and started eagerly kissing down her body, quickly settling in between the smaller girl’s legs and licking the length of her slit.
“Mmhh,” Tara moaned, raising her head for just a second, “Delicious.”
The blonde wasted no time in diving straight back in, her hands reaching up to cup the redhead’s breasts as her sucked her wife’s clit into her mouth, keeping her tongue tight to the hard nub.
“Ughhh...Taraaa...”
Willow’s eyes rolled back into her head in pleasure and she moaned loudly, desperately clutching for something to hold onto for a moment, her hand gripping the edge of the nightstand as she began grinding her hips into Tara’s mouth.
“Mmhh...yea, baby...just like that...you know just what I like...”
Tara increased the tempo of her sucking when she felt her lover’s body begin to tremble and sharply pinched her nipples. Willow moaned again and the blonde brought one of her hands down, forgoing any teasing as she promptly entered her with two fingers, curling them upwards to hit against the smaller girl’s sweet spot repeatedly.
“Uhhhh...so good, baby, so good...”
She heard a loud groan and felt the thighs around her ears clench tightly around her before she tasted a change in her wife and pulled her fingers out, opening her mouth wide in anticipation.
“Fuck, Tara, yes!”
Willow shut her eyes tight as a flurry of lights and colours flashed before them. Her mouth hung open as she stayed lost in her high for several long minutes until the sounds of soft moaning and grunting above her started to pull her back to reality. She fluttered her eyes open and saw Tara’s body moving above hers, her head thrown back and suddenly felt that the blonde was rubbing herself on her thigh.
“Couldn’t wait, baby?” she asked with the smallest hint of a grin.
“I’m almost there, sweetheart,” Tara replied throatily. Truth be told, she’d been planning on pleasuring Willow nonstop until the redhead couldn’t take any more but she had been turned on beyond belief and needed to relieve her own tension desperately, “Just one more minute...”
Willow grabbed the blonde’s hips and stilled her movements, making Tara groan in frustration but the redhead was quick to speak.
“Get up here, Tara. I want you to get
there in my mouth.”
Tara opened her eyes and seeing the intent look in her lover’s face, nodded and quickly moved her body upwards, placing a thigh either side of Willow’s head.
“Yea?” she asked, looking down to meet the redhead’s gaze.
“Oh yea,” Willow replied, shamelessly staring at her lover’s wet and wanting core for a moments before bringing her down to meet her tongue, moaning tasted a little of herself as well as Tara, “Mmhh, we taste so good together.”
Willow quickly dived back into her task and Tara let out a long, guttural moan and grabbed onto the headboard to balance herself, hanging her head between her outstretched arms and moving her hips in time with the redhead’s tongue, which was thrusting in and out of her at a fierce pace.
“God...Willow...that feels so good.”
Willow was in heaven. Tara was surrounding and engulfing her completely, making all her senses go on high alert and she tasted and smelled and felt her wife. A quick glance upwards showed the blonde’s two heaving breasts bouncing above her and Tara’s face in complete ecstasy.
She felt a surge of uncontrollable desire go through her at the sight and her body began humming with want. Starting to lose focus on her task by the overwhelming need she felt, she reached a hand down between her legs and began rubbing her own clit, moaning and closing her eyes as her tongue continued to work its magic on Tara.
“Mmhh...Oh Willow...”
Tara moaned and felt her wife moan in response, the vibrations from the sound sending shockwaves through her and she grinded her hips more forcefully into the redhead’s mouth until she felt a movement off to her side and looked over her shoulder curiously. She groaned when she saw Willow rubbing herself quite frantically and lifted herself away from her wife.
“Tara, get back down here,” Willow said demandingly the moment she felt the loss of contact.
When Tara didn’t comply straight away, the smaller girl lifted her neck, not caring about the strain she felt and got back to the job at hand until Tara lifted herself away once again.
“For fucks sake,” Willow groaned, not able to hide her frustration and anger, “I’m not done eating you!”
Tara held in a laugh at the redhead’s attitude and started to turn herself around. Willow gasped as she realised her wife’s reasons for pulling away from her and bent her knees upwards in anticipation. Tara batted the smaller girl’s hand out of her way as she settled on top of her wife before dropping her head into Willow’s center.
“Ugh yes,” Willow groaned loudly before grabbing Tara’s ass and bringing her down again.
Both girls licked and sucked each other’s heated flesh for the next few minutes until Tara felt a rippling sensation start in her lower stomach. She moved her tongue down and plunged it inside her lover as Willow continued to suck vigorously on her clit.
The actions were swiftly sending both girls over the edge and it was only a matter of seconds before Willow was tensing beneath the blonde and Tara hips were bucking wildly into the redhead’s face, their bodies giving into the overwhelming pleasure.
Tara gently continued to lick her wife, feeling Willow do the same to her, as they brought each other down from their highs until their movements stopped completely, the sounds of heavy breathing the only noise filling the room. After a moment Tara felt the redhead blow air onto her and giggled, managing to find the strength to turn herself around.
“That tickled,” she said, cuddling into Willow’s side and wrapping an arm around her waist as the redhead’s arm wrapped around her shoulders.
“The things you do to me,” Willow said lazily, staring at the ceiling with a dreamy smile on her face.
Tara tapped her fingers against the smaller girl’s hips and smiled.
“You liked your surprise then?”
“Liked it?” Willow asked in disbelief, “Tara, I...I can’t describe how much I
loved it.”
“Good,” Tara murmured, “Lessons paid off then.”
Willow laughed quietly before turning herself on her side as well, using her hand not wrapped around the blonde’s shoulder to cup her cheek, kissing her softly for a few minutes, before pulling back and glancing over at the poll with a grin.
“So is that like a permanent feature in our bedroom now?”
Tara chuckled and shook her head.
“No. The guy’s coming to uninstall it tomorrow.”
Willow pouted softly and Tara grinned, running her hand up and down the redhead’s back.
“But I don’t need a pole to give you a lapdance...”
“Really?” Willow asked, her face lighting up, “So this could be like a regular birthday thing?”
Tara nodded, with a sensual half-smile.
“Birthdays...anniversaries...any time you want...”
Willow's breath hitched.
“Any time I want?”
Tara moved her mouth down to her wife's ear and licked the curve of her lobe.
“Any time you want.”
“And, uh...” Willow bit her lip and raised an eyebrow, “You’ll wear that outfit?”
“I’ll will wear whatever you like,” Tara replied, parting her lips slightly, “I’ll do it naked if you want.”
Willow couldn’t help the moan that escaped her lips as she struggled to contain the excitement she felt at that prospect and brought her hand up, grabbing the back of Tara’s head and capturing her lips in a heated embrace. Tara moaned back as her own hand gripped the redhead’s ass, manoeuvring her thigh against her center.
“Fuck,” Willow groaned as she felt the steady friction against her clit before shaking her head slightly, “Baby, inside, I want you inside.”
Tara nodded her head and thrust her hips forwards.
“You too, please, Willow, I need you.”
Willow rolled them so she was on top and moved her hand between Tara’s legs, thrusting inside her with two fingers in one smooth stroke. Tara threw her head back into the pillows and groaned, but managed to move her own hand as well, copying her wife’s actions as they both began steadily moving in and out of one another.
“Deeper, Tara...”
Willow moaned her request and dropped her forehead against the blonde’s shoulder, biting lightly on her lover’s skin when Tara started thrusting her fingers deeper.
“Is that good?” Tara asked breathlessly, holding Willow’s head to her with her spare hand.
“Oh yea. So good, baby. Do you need-”
“Uh uh,” Tara cut her off, biting her lip, “It’s perfect.”
Willow grunted and closed her eyes, letting herself focus solely on the delicious friction in her own core and the wonderful tight heat surrounding her fingers, the combination of sensations swiftly tumbling her towards her peak. She was tempted to slow them down and drag everything out, but everything felt-
“So fucking good, Tara...”
-she didn’t think she could’ve slowed down even if she’d tried. She started trailing kisses along her wife’s shoulder and up her neck where Tara brought her down to meet her lips and kissed her softly.
“I wanna come together,” Tara breathed into the kiss.
“Oh god, me too,” Willow moaned quietly, “Yea, me too. Definitely.”
They rested their foreheads together as their fingers continued to thrust in and out. Willow watched the blonde’s eyes begin to glaze over and gave a small, almost imperceptible nod. Their eyes stayed locked on each other as their lips met tenderly again, watching the flurry of emotion and feeling going through each other until they both exploded around one another.
“I love you,” Willow whispered a minute later, her breath coming in heavy gasps.
Tara managed to respond through breaths.
“I love you too.”
Willow leaned down for another quick, chaste kiss before lifting herself off of Tara’s fingers and flopping down on the bed beside her. She felt her wife stretch her body out next to her, moaning quietly before she gathered the redhead in her arms and kissed the top of her head.
“Mmhh, that was wonderful. I love looking into your eyes when I...or when you...together is just amazing.”
“Amazing,” Willow agreed sleepily, trying to hook a leg over the blonde’s waist and giggling when she found she couldn’t.
“What’s so funny?”
Willow settled for wrapping her arm around her wife’s waist, resting her head beneath her chin.
“You were right. I’m definitely not gonna be able to walk tomorrow.”
It was incredibly sweet and the prefect birthday, I might add!
-there isn't an emoticon to show the organ of mine that is throbbing so the heart it is.
for you, my friend for also exceeding the expectations for such an insanely hot visual imagery.
I was eating breakfast and had to quickly close my mouth to keep from spitting everywhere. I also loved the Willow-babble after.
