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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
Chapter 3 ********
Previously:Quote:
“How about tomorrow we call our friends and go for a picnic in the park? We can tell them then. But for now…”
“Yes?” Tara asked with a grin, quirking her eyebrow.
“We have some private celebrations to attend to.”
“Private celebrations sound good,” Tara murmured before Willow caught her lips in a fiery embrace.
They both moaned into the kiss simultaneously and the blonde slipped her hands beneath the thin material of her fiancée’s pyjama top and raked her short nails down her back. Willow arched her back in response, moving her lips down to Tara’s neck, latching onto her pulsepoint with vigour.
Tara caressed the skin of her lover’s back for a few minutes as she felt herself being marked until the need for skin-on-skin contact intensified and she sat them both upwards, quickly discarding both of their tops and pulling Willow back into a steamy kiss. The redhead nibbled on the taller girl’s lower lip as their breasts rubbed together, nipples hitting against each other as they moved.
Hands roamed as the kiss continued, dragging pyjama bottoms down and off their bodies, their legs tangling together instinctively beneath the covers.
“You’re…the most…beautiful…woman…in the world,” Willow panted between kisses and moaned when Tara rolled them so she was on top.
The blonde brought one hand up to cup the smaller girl’s cheek as she deepened the kiss, her tongue easily slipping inside her fiancée’s mouth as Willow parted her lips invitingly. They only parted when the need for oxygen became insufferable and Tara let her lips travel down the redhead’s collarbone, kissing the bones that jutted out there and continuing downwards until she arrived at two pert breasts.
“You’re the beautiful one,” she whispered, glancing upwards to meet Willow’s eye, “But thank you for making me beautiful too.”
Willow wanted to respond, to tell her lover that she was beautiful all on her own, and that she was so thankful that that beauty was shared with her but all she could manage to get out was a strangled groan as warm lips wrapped around her left nipple and skilled fingers came up to toy with the other.
Tara ran her tongue over the hardening nipple in her mouth, delighting in the sensation as she lightly pinched the other, rolling it between her fingers.
“Teeth, Tara,” Willow moaned after a few minutes of these attentions, arching her back into the touch.
Tara complied and bit down, smiling internally when Willow’s entire body jolted and was surprised when their positions were suddenly reversed and the redhead was kissing all over her stomach as two hands eagerly fondled her breasts. She sighed happily and began stroking red hair, shivering when a warm tongue darted in and out of her bellybutton.
Moaning incoherently as she felt the wetness in between her legs increase by the second, she gently eased Willow’s head upwards and kissed her softly as her hand trailed between their bodies, connecting with an equally-overflowing centre. Willow gasped at the contact and let one hand fall down as well.
“Oh, you’re really wet,” she groaned, “So hot and wet and…”
The redhead trailed off with a growl and started rubbing over the blonde’s clit in light, teasing strokes. Tara rolled her eyes back into her head in pleasure and found her lover’s hard nub as well, flicking it tenderly.
“What do you want?” Willow asked after a minute, moving her hips in a slow rhythm that matched Tara’s strokes.
Tara’s lips curved into a slight grin, she knew her fiancée loved hearing her say exactly what she wanted when they made love. When their relationship had first become sexual she had been slightly embarrassed by the open dialogue, but after a few times had relaxed into it and found it aroused her just as much to say it as it did for Willow to hear it.
“Your fingers inside me. Filling me, feeling me. Loving me.”
Willow slowly caressed the blonde’s folds and let her fingers tease her entrance for a few moments before plunging inside with two. Tara gasped and let her own fingers follow the same path, moaning when they slipped inside the redhead’s tight heat.
“Go slow,” she whispered; holding Willow’s head to her shoulder so she could kiss her neck, “I wanna feel everything.”
Willow began nibbling on her lover’s shoulder as her hair was tossed to the side and her neck was lovingly kissed, moving her fingers in and out slowly. She moaned when she felt Tara’s fingers curl inside her and hit against her sweet spot at every thrust.
“Oh Tara…”
Tara could feel herself getting higher and higher and resisted the urge to move her hips faster and get the release she sought, wanting to hold out as long as possible. Instead she guided Willow’s lips to her own and started a slow kiss, one that matched the rhythm of their rocking centres below until she felt contractions start to flutter around her fingers and pulled back.
Willow opened her eyes half-way, her lids heavy and saw Tara give a slight, almost imperceptible nod.
“Keep your eyes open,” she requested as she brought her thumb up to put some pressure on the blonde’s clit, “I love you.”
Tara let out a long, guttural moan as the orgasm hit her and watched as Willow’s eyes glazed over as she began to shake, struggling but succeeding nonetheless to keep her eyes open.
“Tara, yes!”
They both stilled and held onto each other as the aftershocks jolted through them until Tara relaxed into the bed and Willow started giggling deliriously.
“How is it you always make me revert into a giggling heap of school girl mess?” she asked, cuddling into the naked body beneath her.
“Long as you’re not laughing
at me…” Tara joked, a small blush rising in her cheeks when she remembered that that was exactly what she'd thought the first couple of times they'd made love and Willow had giggled, before the redhead had hastened to reassure that was definitely not the case.
“Uh uh. Nope. Never.”
Tara smiled as Willow placed a few leisurely kisses on the blonde’s neck until the taller girl flipped them and started moving down the redhead’s body. Willow looked down with a raised eyebrow.
“Where you going?”
Tara looked back up with a smirk.
“Well I did have a particular destination in mind...somewhere hot and wet... Unless…”
“Unless what?” Willow asked with a pout, “I liked where that plan was going.”
“I was just gonna say unless you’re too tired,” Tara replied, still smirking, “You know, all that planning with the stars and your illicit light show, not to mention-”
“Tara?”
“Hmm?”
“Shut up and lick me.”
“You got it,” Tara said eagerly, nuzzling in between Willow’s breasts before kissing a straight line down her stomach.
She arrived at the redhead’s damp curls and inhaled deeply, before hooking both of the smaller girl’s legs over her shoulders and burying her face into her lover’s wet centre. Willow groaned and crossed her ankles over the blonde’s neck, pulling her in closer as her fiancée’s tongue explored her enthusiastically.
Tara licked the length of the redhead’s centre a few times, gathering all the juices she could before wrapping her lips around her clit and began sucking, keeping her tongue tight to the hard nub.
“Ugh…Tara…”
Willow gripped the sheet with one hand as the taller girl continued her ministrations, her moans getting louder and louder as Tara increased her pace. After a few minutes of this, the blonde began to ease off, eventually stopping and the redhead let out a whimper of disappointment until she felt her lover’s tongue enter her slowly, dragging along her front wall. She cried out when it hit against her sweet spot.
“Oh god yes…right there, right there, don’t stop.”
Tara felt the smaller girl’s thighs begin to tremble either side of her and reached both of her hands up, cupping the redhead’s breasts. She fondled the firm flesh for a few moments as her tongue continued to work before pinching both her nipples which had the desired effect of sending Willow over the edge.
“Yes, yes, Tara!”
Willow felt her body grow taut as she came and stayed lost in the high for several moments before letting her legs fall back onto the bed, Tara bringing her down slowly. The blonde eventually pulled her tongue away and kissed up her fiancée’s body, poking her head out from under the blanket with a grin.
“You enjoy that?”
“No,” Willow said with a smirk, her eyes still closed, “It was horrible.”
“Oh so I guess you’ll never want me to do ever again, huh?”
Willow lazily opened her eyes, blinking a few times to get her bearings and brought her hands up to stroke Tara’s hair.
“Well, since you seemed to enjoy it so much, I guess I could let you-”
Not able to keep a straight face any longer, she started giggling quietly and brought the blonde down to met her lips, kissing her with a soft tenderness that told Tara how devoted her fiancée was to her.
The taller girl responded in kind for a few minutes before rolling off the exhausted redhead and turning on her side to indicate she wanted to spoon. Willow happily readjusted herself so she was lying in Tara’s arms and felt a small kiss being placed on her cheek before soft whispers were spoken into her ear.
“I love you, Willow. Forever.”