Title: Distraction
Summary: W/T trying to study
Rating: PG 13 i think
Somewhere in season four,
This's just a small fic, I have exams coming up, I'm trying to study and can't, so I'm procrastinating as usual and this sorta floated around my head... enjoy
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Willow sat on the floor with a book in her lap, any pretense of studying had flown out the window when Tara had thrown off her jumper protesting the hot weather and settling back down in her singlet. Though, Willow had to agree it was hot in here.
Thoroughly regretting her earlier resolve she cursed herself slightly. It had been her who insisted on a day of intensive study after the last few days of intensive studying had ended rather early due to unforeseen interruptions of the Tara kind. She had even got Buffy over today to ensure they kept on the right track.
Ok I made my bed, now I have to lie in it... Gazing at her bed Willow realised just how much she wanted to lie in it right at that moment.
Tara was stretched out on her stomach on the bed, giving Willow, who was on the floor a full cleavage shot.
Nervously fiddling with her pencil, Willow snuck another glance in the direction of the bed.
Turning a couple of pages, she twirled the pen around a little faster, watching Tara chew her bottom lip in concentration.
Buffy who was at the desk tapped her pencil slowly and Willow began to sweat.
Tara ran her hands through her hair and groaned slightly, not getting the problem she was working on, the tip of her tongue edged its way out the corner of her mouth.
Willow gulped and involuntarily screwed up the pages of her textbook in her hand.
Buffy frowned slightly at the noise but didn’t raise her head. Tapping a little faster, she turned a page over.
Not entirely oblivious to her girlfriend’s predicament, Tara trailed her hand down her neck and brushed her fingertips over her nipple.
Releasing the scrunched up papers from their death grip, and twirling the pencil so fast she could almost feel it burn her fingers, Willow watched as her girlfriend stretched, arching her back towards the bed and leaning her head back.
Buffy’s tapping intensified.
Tara finished her stretch and caught her girlfriend’s gaze, giving her a sultry half grin.
Willow snapped.
The pencil went zinging off toward the bookcase and lodged in the spine of one of her physics books.
Tara jumped slightly at the dull thud, glancing over and recognising Willow’s troll pencil embedded in the book still quivering slightly.
She slowly turned and regarded the sheepish looking redhead. Raising one eyebrow questioningly, any thought of studying flew out the window.
Willow’s look was of pure desire. Hot and steamy need and Tara could feel the familiar stirring in her stomach start moving south.
Continuing to gaze at Tara hungrily, Willow, darting small glances at Buffy who seemed preoccupied with her book, made her way slowly and silently over to the bed.
Tara licked her lips in anticipation
Willow lost all concentration, slightly parting her lips, she was so close…
‘AH HA!!!’ Buffy yelled triumphantly, holding her finger up in victory.
Willow jumped a mile high and landed glaring at the short blonde.
Tied to Buffy’s finger was a piece of string (now pulled taught) that was attached to Willow’s belt loop.
‘Jeez Will, I KNEW you wouldn’t last long, but TEN minutes… I thought you’d make it to at least twenty.’
Willow slumped grumpily back on the floor, looking longingly at Tara who, despite herself couldn’t help smirking at the disgruntled redhead.
‘I promised I’d make you guys do at least three hours study, which means you’ve still got 2 hours and forty six minutes to go…’ Buffy glanced between the two wiccans, for the first time registering the tension that infused the room. ‘Do I have to get the holy water…’
The End
Edited by: Croissont84 at: 10/24/02 11:48:07 pm
Thanks! 
Damn having Buffy around ya can't get away with anything! 
