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AUTHOR: Laragh
CHAPTER RATING: NC-17
DISCLAIMER: These things are a bitch to write a different account for every time, so here’s the deal; I DON’T OWN THE CHARACTERS. Never have, never will, just borrowing them to continue my existence in happy denial-land.
SUMMARY: Willow leaves the only home she’s ever known to fulfil her parent’s dream of her attending New York University, but ends up having her own dreams come true in the process.
SPOILERS: Nope. This is totally Uber. Oh, but I probably will steal some dialogue here and there.
FEEDBACK: I crave it like I crave Oreos and milk. (Which is a lot. Just to be clear.)
Chapter 37 ********
“Hey, Will, did you put the tea somewhere?” Tara asked from the kitchen, rummaging through the cupboards.
When there was no answer after a few moments she looked around and saw the living room empty. She was just about to call her girlfriend’s name again when she heard soft music come from the redhead’s bedroom. She stopped her search and walked out of the kitchen and towards Willow’s bedroom, leaning against the doorway, a massive smile plastered to her face when she saw the room. The smaller girl had put a red blanket down on top of the bed and was walking around lighting candles as the music continued softly, playing what Tara now recognised as Aerosmith’s
I Don’t Want To Miss A Thing.
Willow turned as she lit the last candle and smiled when she saw Tara waiting in the doorway. She walked over and wrapped her arms around her neck.
“Went to the clinic this afternoon. Infection’s gone. I’m all healed and free to resume…activities.”
Tara’s eyes lit up and she held onto the redhead’s hips, leaning down to kiss her soundly, content to just move lips against lips for several minutes until the smaller girl ran her tongue along her bottom lip. The brunette opened her mouth and sucked Willow’s tongue as it slid inside. They both moaned at the contact and started slowly undressing each other, caressing each piece of skin as it was revealed until they were both in just their bra and panties and Tara started walking them towards the bed, encouraging Willow down, then lying on top of her.
The redhead sighed happily into the kiss and ran her hands along her lover’s lower back, slipping inside her panties to squeeze her ass occasionally, eliciting a moan from the brunette, before reaching up to unsnap her bra. Tara let the material fall between them and flung it across the room as Willow rolled them and broke the kiss to drop her head and suck a nipple into her mouth.
The brunette held the smaller girl to her chest as she worked on her breasts, her fingers and mouth teasing her nipples into even harder peaks, the moans slipping from her mouth subconsciously. After quite a while of Willow getting reacquainted with her breasts, she reached behind to unhook her bra as well, the garment ending up on the bed beside them. She hit it off the sheets and pulled the redhead up to kiss again, letting their breasts rub together.
“Love you,” Willow whispered between kisses, moaning as she felt Tara’s hands come up to cup her breasts, rolling her nipples between two fingers, “That’s so good.”
Tara reclaimed her lover’s mouth passionately, tongues duelling in an ever-increasing intensity until they were almost at frantic levels, both girls feeling a desperate ache below their stomach, four weeks of frustration coming to a head. Willow pulled back when she felt Tara’s hand start to snake lower and the brunette actually looked scared for a minute, making the redhead giggle.
“We’re not stopping,” she said with a reassuring smile, “Definitely not stopping. It’s just, the doctor said I might be a little…tender…and um, recommended…”
She trailed off and reached over the brunette, into her nightstand, pulling out a small box and holding it between them. Tara took the box and smirked.
“You actually bought these?”
“With a lot of blushing,” Willow replied, “And, um, I wasn’t sure which type, so I just got a variety pack.”
Tara nodded, looking at the different types of lubricant that were contained in the box and smiled at her lover.
“You have a preference?”
“The, um, tingle-y one looks kinda cool,” she said, blushing despite herself.
Tara opened the box and took out the two sachets of the tingle lube, putting the box back on the night stand.
“Why don’t we try them together?” she said with a grin.
Willow nodded excitedly and moved to sit between the brunette’s legs, dragging her panties off her body. She made sure Tara was watching and ripped the packet open with her teeth, squeezing the liquid onto her fingers before rubbing them lightly over her girlfriend’s entrance.
“Ooh,” Tara half-moaned, half-groaned, almost jerking off the bed at the tingling sensation, “That’s…different.”
“Good different?” Willow asked, concerned that the taller girl didn’t like it.
“Very good different. Let me show you.”
Before the redhead could react, Tara had switched their positions and was opening the second sachet. Willow bent her knees and spread her legs in invitation and the brunette brought her fingers down, rubbing very gently.
“Ohhhh…wow…tingly…”
“Tell me if something hurts,” Tara said as she made sure the lube was generously applied, “Promise?”
“I promise,” Willow nodded.
Tara smiled and let her fingers move up slightly and started circling her lover’s clit tenderly.
“Oh, oh…uh…oh…mmhh…”
The brunette kept going, gradually rubbing a little harder as Willow’s moans got louder until she felt her wetness and the lube would be enough for her to venture inside. She carefully positioned a finger at her entrance and pushed in slowly, looking intently for any signs of pain on the smaller girl’s face, but saw only unrestrained rapture.
“Oh yes, Tara…oh god…oh I love you inside me…”
“No pain?”
“God, no, it’s perfect,” Willow replied as she started moving her hips to keep up with the finger inside her.
Tara matched the rhythm, letting Willow decide what was a comfortable pace and decided not to use anymore fingers; one seemed to be pleasing her girlfriend and figured more could potentially hurt her. Seeing the redhead was enjoying the ministrations, she let herself relax and fully embrace the fact that she was finally inside the other girl again, the contact they’d both been missing.
“You feel wonderful, Willow. I love you.”
Willow fluttered her eyes open, a dreamy smile on her face as she was made love to and opened her arms.
“Together, baby, I wanna do this together.”
Tara gently lay on top of the younger girl, her finger still moving in and out and moaned loudly as two fingers slid into her wetness, playing with her clit for a few moments until they were inside her, thrusting deeply.
“Oh, Will…yes…’
The brunette moved against her girlfriend’s fingers, trying to keep to a steady rhythm but struggling slightly, her hips having a mind of their own as they bucked almost wildly.
“Slow down, baby,” Willow encouraged gently, “There’s no rush. I want you to feel every movement I make inside you.”
Tara closed her eyes and concentrated on slowing her hips, taking deep breaths to calm herself slightly.
“You just feel so good in me,” she whispered, her eyes still shut tight, “So good.”
Willow said nothing but used her spare hand to bring Tara down to meet her lips, kissing her feverously as their fingers moved at a leisurely pace, the tension slowly building, coiling around both their bodies. When the redhead felt herself getting close, she brought her thumb up and starting flicking against her girlfriend’s clit, making the brunette throw her head back, breaking their kiss in the process.
“Yes, Willow,” she said, her voice hoarse, “I’m coming…”
Willow felt the orgasm start to break in her as well, hitting her full force, in distinct contrast to the slow love making that had occurred, her mouth opening and closing in wordless bliss as she contracted around the brunette’s fingers. Tara, on the other hand, and much to the redhead’s delight, was screaming her pleasure, her girlfriend’s orgasm enough to set off her own.
“Yes, yes, oh fuck, oh yes, oh Willow…Willow…Willow…oh yes, yes, yes, I love you, I love youuuuu…Willlllooooowwww!”
Tara arched off the bed as she came, pleasure shooting to each and every nerve in her body, the aftershocks just as strong as the initial orgasm until she collapsed onto the smaller girl, completely spent and giggling.
“Oh that was amazing. That was so good. That was so amazing.”
“Worth the wait?” Willow asked, trying to joke, but cleared her throat when she saw the look the brunette gave her, “I love you?”
“I love you too,” Tara said, carefully extracting her finger, feeling Willow do the same, before rolling off to the side and gathering her exhausted girlfriend in her arms, “You’re so beautiful.”
Willow crinkled her brow and smiled.
“Where did that come from?”
“My heart. Where else?”
“Well in that case, you’re the most beautiful woman in the world.”
“I’m glad it’s Friday,” Tara said, somewhat sleepily, “We have a lot of time to make-up.”
“Are you suggesting all-weekend nakedness?”
“You have a problem with that?”
“Definitely not.”
They both grinned and met for a slow, loving kiss, before Tara pulled away, grinning.
“We’re gonna need more lube.”
Willow bit her lip and opened the drawer of her nightstand again, pulling out three more boxes of the variety pack. Tara raised both eyebrows at her.
“Wow. You were that sure you’d get lucky? Very lucky.”
“I kinda have this little lady, she can’t resist my body.”
“Who is she?” Tara joked, “I’ll kill her.”
Willow put the boxes back on the stand and cuddled back into their embrace.
“In all seriousness, though, baby. Next time we decide we want to have a little whipped cream fun? We’re keeping it above the Mason Dixon line. You know, of the pants variety.”