Hacker Confidential [AU] (Complete)

[Laragh]

angieb86 –

Ahhh, that was precious!! Wedding planning is always fun.

Glad you liked

It's after the wedding that usually turns out not so cool, LOL. Well, at least that's what happened to me, anyway...But Willow and Tara deserve happy endings galore!!

That sucks, but I promise happy endings for W/T!

I absolutely love her and Ira's phone conversation. Never been a big Sheila fan myself. . .I'm so glad that he's going to be there for the wedding.

Glad you enjoyed it, I’m not a huge Sheila fan either lol.

Thanks for your comment!

taralicious –

First of all, thank you for the shout-out.

No problem

Thank you as well for your kind supportive words as to my feedback. To know that someone who has no reason to lie thinks I have a way with words helped enormously given my own neurotic insecurities and helped me to finish my novel which I've printed out and await word from publishers.

Well congrats on getting in finished and let me know if it gets published, I’ll be first in line to get a copy!

Could be a long wait but being a part of Willow and Tara's wedding will help pass the time.

Well I envision this being a pretty long story, so I hope that’ll help!

Let your fingers do the walking...No wait, sorry. that's how Tara will help Willow with her interrogation techniques. Tara had just better ask Becky about whether there is a especially reformed branch of Judaica for gay and interfaith marriage.

Lol, they’ll figure it out

Also something they will be doing on their wedding night if you replace the word 'beside' with the word 'inside'.

Now, as to Willow conversation with her father, I don't remember if it was one of your earlier stories or someone else's who had this sort of variation of her father but I really admire and respect this variation of Ira Rosenberg as he is man enough to admit he was wrong and that not having Willow in his life has cost him as he lost his daughter and the amazing woman she has become.
Fortunately not so much time has passed that he can still be a part of Willow's life and rejoice that she has found someone who makes her happy.

I had Ira kind of like this in ‘Lessons In Love’ after him and Sheila kicked her out, if that’s what you were remembering... I’m glad you like this Ira, I hope to redeem him some more as the story progresses.

Thanks for your comment!

leonhart17 –

Aww, that was sweet! I'm glad Willow called her daddy! What a great update!

Glad you liked! I hope you like how the whole Ira things falls into place.

haha, every one should end with a proposal? I'll have to keep that in mind

Every world deserves a Willow/Tara in it and happy marriage just makes it better!

and to reply to your comment on 'Always Leads' - I so very glad you liked it! I had a great time writing it, so I'm so, so glad that you enjoyed it!

It was great!

And you should join us for the new one! Oz is already gone! And I don't think the angst is that bad! C'mon! Please? (kidding - you don't have to read it if you don't want to...)

Okay, okay, you’ve convinced me! I’m gonna put aside some time on Saturday to catch-up

Thanks for your comment!

Zampsa1975 –

Yay for great update-y goodness... Big yay for Willow calling her dad and dad agreeing to come to the wedding...

Glad you enjoyed it, I think it’s good her dad is back too!

I kinda hope that when Ira goes hback home after the wedding and shows the wedding pictures to Sheila, Sheila finally sees the light and accepts Willow's gayness...

That would be idyllic, but I think Sheila’s a bit of a lost cause...

Thanks for your feedback!

Alex_Vixen –

OKay!!! FIrst!! The wedding plannin was awesome! and dude... *drools* I LOVE the idea of an Oreo style cake... *drools some more before shaking head to clear thoughts*

Lol, I know, right? I want an Oreo cake too. And I’m glad you enjoyed the wedding planning!

Second...I LOVED Willow's conversation with her father! I liked it that he's man enough to admit his mistake... *thinks* there should be more men like that...

I’m happy you liked the conversation! He’s had a lot of time to think about things so he knew he had made a mistake.

and Sheila is a bitch...I never liked her so I hope she ends up as an old bitch and die alone! lol...

I never liked her either...lol, I agree with your plan!

Thanks for commenting!

vampyregurl73 –

Sweet, love to see where you go with this and not horribly surprising the Willow's mother is, well so horrible.

I know, unfortunate but true, she just isn’t a good mother...

I'm kinda lucky my mom is accepting but my dad just doesn't talk about it and as for other family members, I totally get the isolation.

Thats good your mom is accepting I have a pretty...strained is putting it lightly lol but not a great relationship with my mother, so I get the isolation thing you’re talking about. The rest of my family just ignore the gay thing and pretend it’s not there lol, but at least they don’t freeze me out!

Looking forward to more!

Hope you like how it progresses!

Thanks for your comment!

PS. I’ve been meaning to catch-up on Dry Heat since I saw it posted on the board, but I’ve been crazy busy, but I’m designating Saturday as my reading day so looking forward to reading it!

JustSkipIt –

Well that's pretty sad. I mean he's wanted to talk to her for over 3 years but hasn't done so. I mean ... very sad that they've missed out on that time together and I'm wondering if he tried to call information or anything or just tried the one time?

In my head, he called the number he knew Willow to be on and once learning she wasn’t there anymore, he figured that she had moved on with her life and took it almost as a sign that he shouldn’t try further. He’s very self-deprecating about how everything unfolded (which I hope to show a little more as the story progresses). He probably should’ve tried a little harder, but I’m hoping he’ll be able to make it up as time goes on

I'm not clear on her mom's opposition.

Sheila (or this Sheila anyway, though I think it relates to the Sheila we saw in the show) had a vision of her ‘perfect daughter’ and when Willow started to deviate from that (she got good grades and didn’t get into trouble in high school, thus fulfilling the paradigm, but when college rolled about; choosing a non-ivy league school when she had the opportunity to go to one, coming out of the closet being the nail in the coffin), Sheila didn’t want to know anymore. Unfortunate and cruel as it is, I see Sheila (again, this Sheila, I know people have many different opinions on show-Sheila) as seeing Willow as a trophy daughter and when the trophy started to become not as shiny as she liked, she tossed it to the side.

Hmmm. Interesting. I will say that with the exception of Orthodox (or obviously Hasidic) Jews, most Jews, particularly American Jews are extremely extremely liberal and gay-friendly. I can tell you that in my very large extended and very religious family, there's never been even 5 seconds of disapproval. Actually, I don't know any Jews who had any issues with their families when they came out.

I agree, most of the Jewish community I’ve ever met have been nothing but welcoming and accepting...I don’t know whether they used the verses as a front for their own uncomfortableness (which relating to the comment above this, Sheila could’ve used it as a front as well, though she had her ‘research’ into experimentation etc as well) or whether they actually believed that it was a horrible sin.

Anyway, I don't mean to be critical and I really enjoyed the update.

Critique is very much welcome, I think it can only improve writing skills And I’m glad you enjoyed the update.

Thanks for all your feedback!

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[Laragh]

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TITLE: Hacker Confidential

AUTHOR: Laragh

CHAPTER RATING: PG-13

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 12

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“Hiya, gorgeous,” Willow greeted her fiancée as she walked up to her desk, "You ready?"


“Hi, love,” Tara replied, typing something on the keyboard, “Just give me two minutes and we can head out.”


Willow nodded and leant against the blonde's desk.


“Okay. I bought us sandwiches so we can have your whole lunch hour to find the rings.”


Tara smiled as she kept her focus on her computer screen.


“That’s my girl. Always thinking ahead.”


Willow smiled bashfully and played with a paperclip as Tara finished her work. Once done, they made their way out of the offices and onto the street, where the redhead handed the blonde one of sandwiches, unwrapping her own as she did so.


“So there’s four jewellery shops in a three block radius of this street, but the one right up here, it’s got a really good reputation for wedding rings.”


Tara took a bite of her sandwich and swallowed it before entwining one hand with her fiancée's.


“Well, lead the way, my love.”


They quickly finished their sandwiches as they walked hand-in-hand to the end of the street, arriving at the store Willow was talking about in just a few minutes. They went in, both smiling excitedly at the shining and glittering jewellery all over the store as a dignified-looking man behind the counter in the middle of the store noticed their arrival and smiled welcomingly at them.


“Good afternoon ladies. Can I be of any service today?”


“We’re in the market for rings,” Willow said, walking over to him, “Wedding rings.”


“Wonderful. Do you require two sets or is it just one of you getting married?”


Tara let out a low chuckle and held up their entwined hands. The clerk smiled, his embarrassment evident and nodded.


“Of course. My apologies. My name is Serge by the way. Now, do you know what kind of rings you’re looking for?”


“Simple,” Willow replied, “We were thinking gold bands with some little diamond studs or something in them.”


“Well we have a wide range of options available,” Serge responded, pulling a collection of rings out from under the glass counter and placing them on top, “What kind of budget are we looking at?”


“Anything up to $3500.”


Tara swung her head around and looked at the redhead, wide-eyed.


“$3500?!” she whispered, “Willow, we cannot afford that, new job or not.”


Willow turned towards the blonde with a serious look on her face.


“Tara, we’re going to wear these for the rest of our lives and they’re gonna be a symbol of how much we love each other. We can make ourselves afford the best on this one. Look, I have it all worked out, okay. The FBI are gonna be paying us relocation costs and even if we’ll be paying it off for a while, we can afford it. The rest of the wedding isn’t even costing that much, especially not in comparison to the standard money people spend. Please, baby. This is important to me.”


Tara mulled over the redhead’s words, deciding after a moment that the rings were important and nodded her head, bringing Willow’s hand up to kiss her knuckles.


“But don’t think you can use those puppy-dog eyes every time you want to spend some extortionate amount of money on something.”


“I promise. Only ever for super-important things. Or when I’m trying to get out of trouble.”


“Agreed,” Tara replied dryly, then turn back to Serge with a sheepish smile, “Sorry about that. These all look really pretty.”


Willow was about to voice her agreements when she saw the blonde lock eyes with one of rings, her finger coming up to trace it. She looked at the ring, shiny gold with a heart formed in the middle out of diamonds. She nodded at Serge and mouthed ‘how much?’


Serge discreetly wrote the figure on a piece of paper and slid it across the counter to Willow while Tara continued admiring the ring. Willow read the number and balled the piece of paper in her hands, dropping it into her pocket.


“Do you like that one?” Willow asked, taking it from it’s opening, “It’s beautiful.”


“Fourteen carat set with eight small diamonds in the shape of a heart in the center,” Serge interjected, “A striking ring, one of our best-sellers.”


The redhead slipped it on the blonde’s finger and held it up in front of them.


“It fits perfectly. If that’s not a sign, I don’t know what it,” Willow continued, “Do you think this is the one?”


“I love it,” Tara said in an awed tone, “Is it in budget?”


Willow nodded and lowered her voice to a whisper.


“We can get both for a thousand under.”


“And you like it?”


“I love it,” Tara repeated, grinning wildly, “I think it’s perfect.”


Tara slipped it off her finger and carefully handed it over to Serge.


“That’s the one then,” Willow said, grinning as well, “That took way less time than I thought.”


Serge smiled and pulled a form out from behind the register.


“You’d like identical rings, I presume?”


Both girls nodded as the clerk placed the other rings back under the counter before he grabbed a pen and started writing things on the form.


“And would you like them engraved? People generally go with names and the wedding date, but we can do anything. I often think the date is just there so the men don’t forget.”


The couple laughed and looked at each other.


“I’m not usually one to quote scripture,” Willow started, turning to Tara and smiling lovingly at her, “But I’ve heard one verse and I always thought it was beautiful. And you know, true about us.”


“What is it?” Tara asked softly.


“I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine.”


“That is beautiful,” Tara whispered, her smile radiating around the room and making Willow's smile grow even wider. She then turned to Serge, “Can that fit?”


“We generally say no more than forty characters for clarity’s sake, so let me just count that…thirty-eight. It should fit perfectly,” he responded with a smile, “When is the wedding?”


“Oh, November 24th…” Willow replied, “Will they be done by then?”


“Most certainly. What’s the name for this order?”


“Rosenbe-”


“Macl-”


Willow and Tara looked at each other and grinned as they both spoke at the same time and the redhead let out a low laugh.


”I guess its Rosenberg-Maclay. Willow and Tara Rosenberg-Maclay.”


“Wonderful. And a phone number I can contact you on when your rings are ready?”


“Oh sure, it’s 5-”


“We should give my cell, honey,” Tara interjected, “You’re not gonna be here, remember?”


“Oh right, yea, of course.”


Tara gave Serge her cell phone number who dutifully wrote it down.


“Great. Now, can I just quickly measure your ring sizes?”


“Sure, I think I'm a six. That's what I got for the engagement ring,” Willow replied first, taking her engagement ring off and holding her hand out, then turning to Tara, “Yours is a seven.”


Tara smiled and took her own ring off in anticipation as Serge produced the ring sizer, a set of steel gauge-rings, from behind the counter and flicked to the size six, putting it over Willow's finger, then flicked to the next ring and tried that one, which fitted the redhead slightly more snugly.


“Six and a quarter,” Serge smiled, writing it down on the form, before turning to Tara and copying the action, “And a seven.”


“I always knew you better than I knew myself,” Willow joked, slipping Tara's ring back on her finger, “Always.”


Their eyes locked on each other and Serge watched them smile at each other for a few moments before clearing his throat to get their attention again. They both blinked for a second, as if they'd forgotten they were in the middle of a store and not alone before turning back to Serge with apologetic faces.


“Sorry,” Tara spoke up, blushing slightly, “Um, what else...?”


“Just payment,” Serge smiled, grabbing a calculator from beside the register, “Including sales tax, that comes to a totally of…$2603.”


Tara went to grab her wallet and handed the credit card from their joint account - one they'd set up when they moved into their apartment after college - over to Serge.


“We’ll probably have to just pay minimum payments for a while,” Willow whispered quietly.


“What’s new?” Tara asked with a smile, keeping her voice low as well, “It’ll be worth it. Besides, we haven't used the card in ages. The balance is pretty low.”


Willow nodded and squeezed the hand in hers, as Serge ran the card through the register before returning it a moment later with a receipt and a small card that had a picture of the ring they had chosen.


“In case you want to show anyone the design,” he explained, then pushed the form he had been filling out towards them, "If I could just get both your signatures on this...”


Willow picked up the pen and scribbled her name at the end, before handing it over to the blonde, who wrote her signature beside her fiancée's. Serge took the form back and stapled his copy of the receipt to the top, then placed it in a drawer under the register before looking back up and smiling at the two girls.


“Thank you very much for your purchase and good luck with your wedding plans.”


“Thank you,” Willow replied, smiling from ear-to-ear, “And thanks for all your help.”


“My pleasure.”


They both waved at the man as they walked towards the door, then back on the street where Willow turned to Tara with a mischievous grin.


“You know…you could take the afternoon off…”


Tara chuckled and swung their hands between them.


“I really can’t…”


“I’d make it worth your while…give you a massage…feed you fruit…”


“That sounds amazing…” Tara said with a small sigh, before she started to think about the offer seriously, “It really does...”


“Then I’d just have to have my wicked way with you…”


“Okay,” Tara said suddenly, “Let's do it.”


“And we could – wait, did you say okay?? Really?! I was just joking and I mean, of course I wanted you to say yes but I didn’t think you would and – really??”


Tara smirked and nodded, her eyes glinting.


“I’m losing you for nine weeks in a few days. I don’t see why I shouldn’t maximise the time we have left.”


Willow stopped walking and looked the blonde straight in the eye.


“You’re not losing me, baby. You’ll never lose me.”


“I know. But I’ll miss you.”


“I’ll miss you, too,” Willow sighed as they started walking again, “But hey, it’ll be like that stint you spent in Paris our senior year, remember? We got through that just fine. And we’re even stronger now. I mean, we’re getting married. Heh, in twenty years we’ll probably be delighted to spend nine weeks away from each other.”


Tara smiled a little, but it turned into a frown.


“Wait. You don’t really think that, do you?”


“Hmm?" Willow asked, then began shaking her head frantically, “No, god no. Every moment of the next sixty years or more spent with you are gonna be the happiest of my life.”


“Even when we’re old and wrinkly and have screaming grandkids all around us?”


“Oh yea,” Willow nodded with a grin, “You’ll be the hottest grandma ever. Total GILF.”


Tara snorted and bit her lip as they walked straight past her offices.


“I’m really playing hooky,” she grinned, “I feel so naughty.”


Willow grinned and grabbed Tara’s hand, pushing her against the wall of the building they were passing and held onto her hips as she kissed her hard.


Tara was taken aback by the sudden manoeuvre but couldn’t help but respond and started caressing the redhead’s neck. She was absently aware of some loud whistles being aimed in their direction but couldn’t bring herself to care, Willow’s lips providing an ample distraction until the smaller girl pulled away, her voice a hoarse whisper.


“Let’s go home and be really naughty.”

[leonhart17]

I had forgotten about extra updates! yay! That was really cute! I'm glad they got the rings! This whole chapter was so cute! And oooh hooky! Naughty girls!

[Zampsa1975]

Yay for excellent update-y goodness... I really liked their ring shopping trip... I hope they have some wonderful naughty fun before Willow has to go Quantico...

[vampyregurl73]

Very sweet, the rings - awwwwwww.

Now on to Quantico and the wedding!

[Alex_Vixen]

UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOHOOO!!!!!!

AWWWWW!!!!!!! The rings!!!!!!!!! AWWWWWW.... how sweet....*pouts* Okay, I am WAY TOO emotional today...Im just gonna say that I loved this chapter and then shut up or I'll end up crying.... --_--"

[wickedaddiction]

Aww this update was so sweet. Tara playing hooky from work to spend the remainder of the day with Willow was so cute and the rings sound so pretty. Just one question though, are wedding rings really that cheap? I always though they where so much money.

[rhh21]

oh i feel bad i've not been around just been enjoying my summer haha not been in any day except when it was raining, and I had the P!NK concert on saturday.
anyways...
I love the rings the girls got, they sound beautiful!
haha it didn't take much to convice Tara to take the afternoon off...
the clerk in the store was lovely. GO SERGE!!! lol.
again apologies for my being absent.
Rhiannon x

[taralicious]

I was totally expecting Serge to offer Willow and Tara an espresso with a lemon twist while they were browing through the ring selection ala "Beverly Hills Cop." That's the scene I think of when I hear the phrase "Hello, my name is Serge." Eddie Murphy and Bronson Pinchot.
Willow is astute in her reasoning about the selection of the rings since so much of the wedding and reception is ephermeral but the rings themselves are concrete symbols of the commitment they have made to each other.
Let the naughtiness at home commence.

[Laragh]

leonhart17 –

That was really cute! I'm glad they got the rings!

Glad you liked it! Ring shopping is always fun!

And oooh hooky! Naughty girls!

Lol, aren’t they just Hope you enjoy the continuation.

Thanks for commenting!

Zampsa1975 –

I really liked their ring shopping trip...

Yay, glad you enjoyed it!

I hope they have some wonderful naughty fun before Willow has to go Quantico...

I think that’s definitely inevitable

Thanks for your comment!

vampyregurl73 –

Very sweet, the rings - awwwwwww.

Glad you liked

Now on to Quantico and the wedding!

Lol, exactly. Hope you like how it all pans out.

Thanks for your comment!

Alex_Vixen –

WWWWW!!!!!!! The rings!!!!!!!!! AWWWWWW.... how sweet....

Glad you liked them!!!

*pouts* Okay, I am WAY TOO emotional today...Im just gonna say that I loved this chapter and then shut up or I'll end up crying.... --_--"

Hey, we all have emotional days I glad I can elicit an emotional response though!!

Thanks for commenting!

wickedaddiction –

Aww this update was so sweet. Tara playing hooky from work to spend the remainder of the day with Willow was so cute and the rings sound so pretty.

Glad you liked the chapter, I like the sound of the rings too lol

Just one question though, are wedding rings really that cheap? I always though they where so much money.

I researched the particular rings I mention in this (I’d supply the link but it was when I was still in the exploring where I would go with the entire fic and I can’t find it again lol) and I took the price directly from the website there. But I think wedding rings can be super, super expensive lol.

Thanks for commenting!

rhh21 –

oh i feel bad i've not been around just been enjoying my summer haha not been in any day except when it was raining, and I had the P!NK concert on saturday.
anyways...

Hey, I’m glad you’re enjoying the summer! It’s just been raining here -_- And awesome, I went to P!NK too, such a great concert!

I love the rings the girls got, they sound beautiful!

They’re my ideal rings lol.

haha it didn't take much to convice Tara to take the afternoon off...

If Willow was your fiancée would it take you much convincing?

the clerk in the store was lovely. GO SERGE!!! lol.

Lol, he is definitely one of the better store clerks around! Hehe

again apologies for my being absent.

Hey, don’t apologise, you should be enjoying the sun if you have it!!

Thanks for your feedback!

taralicious –

I was totally expecting Serge to offer Willow and Tara an espresso with a lemon twist while they were browing through the ring selection ala "Beverly Hills Cop." That's the scene I think of when I hear the phrase "Hello, my name is Serge." Eddie Murphy and Bronson Pinchot.

Lol, I completely forgot about the scene in that movie.

Willow is astute in her reasoning about the selection of the rings since so much of the wedding and reception is ephermeral but the rings themselves are concrete symbols of the commitment they have made to each other.

They’ve both got their heads screwed on right when it comes to the important parts of the wedding!

Let the naughtiness at home commence.

Let it commence indeed! Hope you enjoy!

Thanks for your comment!

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[Laragh]

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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 13

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Previously:

“I’m really playing hooky,” she grinned, “I feel so naughty.”


Willow grinned and grabbed Tara’s hand, pushing her against the wall of the building they were passing and held onto her hips as she kissed her hard.


Tara was taken aback by the sudden manoeuvre but couldn’t help but respond and started caressing the redhead’s neck. She was absently aware of some loud whistles being aimed in their direction but couldn’t bring herself to care, Willow’s lips providing an ample distraction until the smaller girl pulled away, her voice a hoarse whisper.


“Let’s go home and be really naughty.”

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“Cab,” Tara croaked out, “I want you now.”



Willow nodded and dragged the blonde around the corner and into a taxi, giving the driver the address for their apartment before starting to nuzzle into Tara’s neck, placing soft kisses on the skin there. It was only a five minute drive to their place and they were inside the door within a minute of exiting the vehicle. It was then Tara remembered she hadn’t called work and whipped out her phone, calling Alice, who was the first number in her phonebook.


“You’re making a call?” Willow asked in bewilderment as she unbuttoned Tara’s shirt, “Now?”


“Alice,” Tara mouthed and let out a giggle when the redhead latched onto her neck again, trying to compose herself as her friend picked up.


“Alice Kenter, Department of Children and Families.”


“Hi, Al,” Tara said, her voice high-pitched as Willow began licking under her ear, “It’s...it's Tara.”


“Oh hi, Tare. What’s up?”



“I, um, I…” Tara started, swallowing a moan that threatened to come out as Willow’s hands came up to knead her breasts through her bra, “I’m not...I uh...I think I'm sick. Um, bad lunch probably and... oh god... and um, really bad stomach cramps and throwing up and I, uh...”


Alice, on the other end of the line, realised what was going on and concealed a laugh, shaking her head.


“Right, of course. Well we don’t want you sick in the office. I’ll make sure Evans knows you won’t be in for the rest of the day.”


Tara tried to register her friend’s words but only soft moans were escaping past her lips as the redhead continued her ministrations, her fingers lightly pinching her nipples as her earlobe got nibbled on.


“Oh, um, thanks, Alice. I should, uh, probably go, you know, try and lie down or um...just sleep it off.”


“Uh huh. Make sure Willow takes care of you.”


“Oh she is. Bye, Al.”


Tara hung up before Alice had a chance to respond and dropped her phone on the table before forcefully grabbing two fistfuls of the redhead’s shirt and crushing their mouth’s together.


“I want you,” she growled when they pulled apart for air and turned Willow in her arms, slipping her hand inside the smaller girl’s pants from behind and drumming her fingers over the fabric of her panties, “I need you. You’re so gorgeous.”


Willow’s breath was coming in short, sharp gasps as the blonde began sucking on her pulsepoint and she out a long moan when Tara grazed over her clit lightly.


“Bed, baby…”


“I need you now.”


Tara’s voice was throaty and she pulled her hand out so she could undo the button on the redhead’s pants, swiftly pulling those and her panties down so they pooled around her ankles. She turned the smaller girl in her arms again and pushed her back against the door, kissing her almost roughly, feeling a primal need to feel all of her lover.


Willow brought her hands down and held onto Tara’s hips in an attempt to stop her knees from buckling as the blonde’s fingers slipped into her copious wetness, running along her lips teasingly. She groaned into the kiss and tightened her hold when the taller girl tenderly raked her nail across the tip of her clit.


Tara pulled away from the kiss when the need for oxygen became too great and latched onto the redhead’s neck as her fingers continued to toy with the hard nub, alternating light scratches with soft pinches, the overall effect driving Willow crazy with desire.


“Tara, please…”


The blonde was tempted to tease some more but was filled with an overwhelming need to be inside her love and brought her fingers down, pushing one inside slowly.


Willow moaned and dropped her head onto her lover’s shoulder, using her hands to pull Tara’s hips into her, the pressure making the blonde’s finger go even deeper.


“More,” she croaked out after a minute and grunted when another finger was added but found her abundant wetness meant she still wasn’t getting much friction, “Oh god, more, please more.”


Tara added a third finger and starting curling them at each thrust as she aimed for the redhead’s sweet spot. She could feel Willow’s hands grinding their hips together, making the seam on her jeans hit against her clit in an almost teasing manner. She started thrusting harder, the guttural sounds coming from the smaller girl spurring her on as she starting moving her hips faster to try and get more pressure on her clit.


Willow felt the blonde begin to move her hips more forcefully and sensing the reason behind it, quickly removed one hand and undid her jeans, slipping her hand inside the fabric of both those and her panties, rubbing her clit hard.


“Oh fuck,” Tara gasped at the sudden, unexpected pressure, “Oh yes.”


The blonde felt contractions begin to ripple around her fingers and heard the tell-tale soft sighs that indicated the redhead’s impending orgasm. She shut her eyes tight and concentrated on the pleasure the smaller girl was giving her for a minute so that they would be at the same place.


“Oh yes…oh…oh, Will-”


“Come with me, baby,” Willow groaned, “Oh god, please come with me.”


“I am...oh god, I’m-”


“Oh yes…”


“Will…Will…Willow!”


“Oh Tara, baby, Tara…Tarrraaa!”


Tara put her spare hand flat against the door to keep herself steady as the waves of pleasure went through her, shooting from nerve to nerve. Sighing in satisfaction after a moment, she nuzzled Willow’s neck for a moment before kissing under her ear.


“You okay, love?” she whispered, hearing the laboured breaths of her lover.


“Yea,” Willow breathed, “Just…need…one minute…stay inside me. Please?”


“Of course.”


They both stayed silent for a few minutes, quietly contemplating the presence of each other until Willow removed her hand from the blonde’s pants and cupped Tara’s cheek, turning her head so they met in a soft kiss.


“Go into our room,” she said in a soft whisper when they pulled back, “Take your clothes off, lie on your stomach and wait for me.”


Tara looked like she wanted to say something but just gave a sensual half-smile instead and departed with another quick kiss. Willow watched her leave before looking down, biting her lip to stifle a giggle when she saw her half-state of undress. She slipped her shoes off and stepped out of the clothes that had pooled around her ankles, then whipped her t-shirt over her head and unhooked her bra, throwing it on the pile of clothes, deciding to get back to them later.


She walked into the kitchen, naked, and opened the refrigerator, bending over to pick up what she wanted before kicking it closed with her foot and half-walking, half-skipping into the bedroom, her grin stretching from ear-to-ear when she saw Tara dutifully lying on her stomach, completely naked. She made her way over to the bed and climbed on, straddling the blonde’s ass. Tara turned her head around when she felt Willow move on top of her and smiled.


“What ya doing?”


Willow took a grape from the bunch she had grabbed and popped it in the taller girl’s mouth before bringing her hands to her lover’s shoulder blades and starting a light kneading motion.


“I promised I’d give you a massage and feed you fruit and treat you like the general goddess that you are. I’m gonna make it worth all the teasing you’re gonna get from Alice for that fake phone call. You didn’t even try to sound convincing.”


“And whose fault is that? You were copping a feel, my mind wasn’t focused. Mmhh, Willow-hands. They’re like magic. That feels incredible.”


Willow smiled and started gradually moving her hands lower down the blonde’s back, digging her knuckles into her flesh lightly occasionally.


“Another grape, my love?”


“Oh please,” Tara replied, accepting the fruit, loving the attention she was getting, “Thank you.”


Willow continued her massage for several minutes, feeling her fiancée relax under her touch until the blonde was almost asleep, her breathing evening out slowly. Just before she sensed Tara was about to drift off completely, she moved so she was lying on her side alongside the taller girl and let one hand drift down over the swell of her ass to gently circle her entrance.


“Do you want this?” she asked quietly, watching her lover’s face.


“Yes,” Tara moaned, her eyes closed, thoroughly enjoying the stirrings that were starting between her legs, “Mmhh that’s nice.”


Willow smiled at the sleepy tone of her fiancée and pushed two fingers inside her, enjoying the look on Tara’s face as she did so, the swift rise of her eyebrows and soft grunting sound she made, the only indicators that the blonde wasn’t actually asleep as the rest of her body was in a still state of relaxation.


“I love you.”


“Love you too,” Tara replied, a dreamy smile on her face, “This is so good.”


Willow had to agree, she was enjoying this too. She slow and tranquil way she was making love to the blonde was such a contrast to the almost animalistic session they had just had and Willow loved that they could move from one to the other so sinuously, that the passion could overtake them but that the sensuality was there as well.


“Deeper,” Tara requested, her voice hoarse.


Willow manoeuvred herself slightly, throwing her top leg over Tara’s left one, giving her better control over her strokes and delved her fingers deeper. The blonde groaned and one hand went to the sheet, clutching it tightly.


“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”


“I’m not, love,” Willow reassured, wiping some of Tara's hair from her brow, “I’ll never stop.”


Tara started grinding her hips into the bed in conjunction with the redhead’s thrusting inside her, getting some friction on her clit from the sheet in the process and let out a long, drawn out moan when she felt the beginning flutterings of her orgasm. Willow recognised the sound and leant over; placing a gentle yet firm kiss on the blonde’s lips.


Tara felt herself come straight away, pleasure radiating through her entire being, the strength of it overwhelming her. She lightly moved her lips against the redhead’s, responding to the kiss as best she could for a couple of minutes until she felt her body relax again. She flickered her eyes open and felt her body flood with love when she saw the look of adoration and wonder on Willow’s face.


“So intense,” she said with a slight slur, “I feel like my body’s melded into the bed.”


“You’re so beautiful,” Willow replied, wiping Tara’s sweaty hair off her brow, “I can’t believe you’re mine sometimes.”


“All yours.”


The redhead watched Tara stifle a yawn and smiled at her.


“Have a nap, baby.”


“Wanna make you feel good,” Tara replied, as she tried and failed to move her body, her eyes closing despite her protests, “Wanna make you..."


“You already did. And besides, we still have the entire afternoon.”


Tara's yawn left her mouth this time as her eyes closed fully.


“Maybe just a small nap…”


Willow watched the blonde’s breath even almost straight away as she drifted into slumber and put a soft kiss on her temple.


“We have the rest of our lives.”

[Zampsa1975]

Yay for excellent update-y goodness... They sure had a fun afternoon... Tara's call to alice made me laugh...

[leonhart17]

well...that was hot... totally worth the teasing Alice is going to give Tara

Great update!

[Alex_Vixen]

WOOOOOHOOOOOOO UPDATE!!!!!!

*gulps down a bottle of cold water* dude...that was... WHOA.... *curses under breath* why dont I have my girlfriend around when I need her?? LOL... THat was awesome, dude! Really, Im being serious now. It was a beautiful and sexy scene...kinda wild but you could still feel the love between them. And that is great...

[taralicious]

Good green goddess, Laragh, I love Willow and Tara combining food and sex in their spontaneous afternoon smut.
That was so freakin' hot I have nothing to add to such a salacious display of mutual love, need, and trust.

[angieb86]

I'm pretty sure Taralicious took the words right out of my pants. . .I mean, mouth. Yes. Mouth.

[Codyteddyh]

So HOT!!!!!!!!!! More please. Great update.

Cody

[love_2003]

Loved the updates. Happy to see that Willow's father will be coming to the wedding. Looking forward to more updates.

[vampyregurl73]

Very yummy, will there be more? Would like to see how Willow's training goes and of course the wedding.

I hope Alice give her a hard time, well just cuz she should.

More!!!!

[rhh21]

WHOOP-WHOOP! UPDATE!!!!
Aw I know! Actually fantastic I had such a blast, P!NK is just amazing!
No it wouldn’t, same if Tara was my fiancée ha-ha.
The phone call was hilarious, I was giggling in front of my entire family. I got some looks ha-ha.
Dude that was HOT!!! Again with the drooling...
Keep up the awesomeness!!
Rhiannon x

[arsyadriani]

you know..this is for keeping your promise to give 3updates/week

I had to hide my face behind the monitor because I was grinning like an idiot when you said you were going to give more updates
hope Tara can survive those miserable nine weeks
I love your sex scene btw..well, I love your fic anyway

Total GILF

and for the teasing from Alice, I'm sure Tara could ignore it..just Imagine what Willow had done to her at previous night..or am I imagining what Tara imagines when Alice starts her teasing..I'm babbling here..so ignore it..
great update anyway

[Laragh]

Zampsa1975 –

They sure had a fun afternoon...

They did indeed

Tara's call to alice made me laugh...

Glad I could make you laugh!

Thanks for commenting!

leonhart17 –

well...that was hot... totally worth the teasing Alice is going to give Tara

Glad you thought so and I’m happy you’re liking it!

Thanks for your comment!

Alex_Vixen –

*gulps down a bottle of cold water* dude...that was... WHOA.... *curses under breath*

Lol, glad you liked! And definitely glad I could elicit that kind of reaction!

THat was awesome, dude! Really, Im being serious now. It was a beautiful and sexy scene...kinda wild but you could still feel the love between them. And that is great...

Well thank you for your kind words, glad the scene worked for you!

Thanks for your comment!

taralicious –

Good green goddess, Laragh, I love Willow and Tara combining food and sex in their spontaneous afternoon smut.

And I managed to include it this time without the possibility of getting weird infections

That was so freakin' hot I have nothing to add to such a salacious display of mutual love, need, and trust.

Glad you liked

Thanks for your feedback!

angieb86 –

I'm pretty sure Taralicious took the words right out of my pants. . .I mean, mouth. Yes. Mouth.

Glad you liked!

Thanks for your comment!

Codyteddyh –

So HOT!!!!!!!!!! More please.

More chapters now and more smut soon, promise!

Great update.

Glad you liked it

love_2003 –

Loved the updates.

Yay

Happy to see that Willow's father will be coming to the wedding.

Glad you like that development!

Thanks for commenting!

vampyregurl73 –

Very yummy, will there be more?

Most definitely!

Would like to see how Willow's training goes and of course the wedding.

I promise you will see all of that, and beyond.

I hope Alice give her a hard time, well just cuz she should.

I’d say she will...although if say, Becky had been the one she’d had to call I’d imagine the teasing would be so much worse lol.

Thanks for your feedback

rhh21 –

Aw I know! Actually fantastic I had such a blast, P!NK is just amazing!

Oh my god, I know! I don’t even like concerts that much but she was just incredible. Such a good show!

No it wouldn’t, same if Tara was my fiancée ha-ha.

Who can blame them, not wanting to keep their hands off each other? If I was as in love with someone as they obviously are, I’d want to be with them 24/7 lol.

The phone call was hilarious, I was giggling in front of my entire family. I got some looks ha-ha.

Lol, its times like these I’m glad I live alone, no one to look at me strangely!

Dude that was HOT!!! Again with the drooling...
Keep up the awesomeness!!

Glad you liked! And thanks for your kind words!

Thanks for your feedback!!

arsyadriani –

you know..this is for keeping your promise to give 3updates/week

Lol, glad you’re liking that there’s extra!

hope Tara can survive those miserable nine weeks

It’ll be tough, but she’ll make it.

I love your sex scene btw..well, I love your fic anyway

thanks!

and for the teasing from Alice, I'm sure Tara could ignore it..just Imagine what Willow had done to her at previous night..or am I imagining what Tara imagines when Alice starts her teasing..I'm babbling here..so ignore it..

I get ya And if I was Tara I’d be imagining what Willow did to me all day, every day lol

Thanks for commenting!

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Update Directly Below

[Laragh]

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TITLE: Hacker Confidential

AUTHOR: Laragh

CHAPTER RATING: PG-13

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 14

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“I just don’t get it,” Becky said, shaking her head, “I mean, what it is with guys and boobs?”


Alice smirked as she glanced at Brian, whose attention was firmly fixed on one of the waitresses wearing a particularly tight, revealing t-shirt. Her smirk got wider as she saw Willow was staring in the exact same direction.


“Not just guys apparently.”


Becky followed Alice’s nod towards the redhead and rolled her eyes.


“Tara’s not gonna like that.”


“Tara’s not gonna like what?” Tara asked, putting the tray of drinks she had in her hand on the table as she slipped into the booth beside Willow.


Becky and Alice looked uncomfortable and Tara followed their eye line, chuckling a little when she saw Brian and her fiancée blatantly ogling the waitress.


“I learned not to be jealous of Willow’s preoccupation with boobs early in our relationship. We’d have way too many fights otherwise. She’s just a breast-gal and I love her for it.”


Alice took a sip from her vodka tonic and rested her head on her hand.


“I still don’t get the fascination. I mean, what’s so great about them?”


“They’re wonderful,” Willow replied, having half-tuned into the conversation when Tara had returned. She turned back to the table and gave her fiancée a sheepish smile, “And yours are the best.”


“Well thank you,” Tara replied, managing not to blush, and looking at the redhead with a sarcastic grin, “I love you, too.”


Willow stuck out her tongue and took a swig from her bottle of beer, slapping Brian on the head to get his focus back on them. The boy blinked a couple of times before blushing bright red.


“She has a, um, interesting t-shirt. Thanks for the drinks, Tara.”


“No problem,” Tara smiled at her friend and shook her head, before turning to her fiancée, “Although, Will, you probably shouldn’t be drinking too much. You have an early flight.”


“Nonsense,” Willow replied, her eyes sparkling from the drinks she’d had already, “I’m fine and dandy. Besides, this is the last bit of fun I’m gonna have for a looonnnggg time. Sleeping in dorms. Eating with eighty other people. Getting up at sunrise. No Tara-cuddles. Stupid FBI denying me snuggle time.”


“I think you’re a little drunk, sweetie,” Tara said with a laugh, “It’s adorable.”


Willow leaned forwards, a twinkle in her eyes and a grin on her lips.


“Adorable enough for a kiss?”


“I think that can be arranged…”


The couple met in a sweet kiss and Becky rolled her eyes once again, playfully this time.


“Do they realise how awkward it is for the rest of us when their lips are constantly attached to one another?”


“Oh leave them alone, they’re being separated for nine weeks,” Brian replied, happy that his friends were happy, “I think that deserves kissing whenever they want.”


“Yea, and taking off work to have sex,” Alice said with a laugh, “I’ve been teasing Tara about it all week. Stomach cramps my ass.”


“No way!” Brian spoke up again, his eyes wide, “Tara cut work?? She’s the most responsible person I know. And how do you know it was for sex? She could’ve really been sick.”


“Oh trust me,” Alice grinned, shaking her head, “She called and tried to pretend to be sick. The giggles and moaning kind of gave her away.”


Willow and Tara stayed kissing, oblivious to the conversation that was going on behind them.


“Speaking of giggles and moans,” Becky said with a smirk, “Where’s your girlie, Brian? I thought I told you to bring her.”


Brian shrugged, he wasn’t quite sure about how things were going with the new girl in his life and she’d flat out refused to meet his friends when he asked her along, not that he was going to admit that to the rest of them.


“I figured we’d be better off just doing the friends thing tonight. Since its Willow’s last one and all. Besides, I don’t want to scare her off by meeting you lot.”


“I wouldn’t tease her too much…” Becky said, keeping an innocent face, before a small grin starting playing on her lips, “Just ask if she likes Mr. Big…”


Brian blushed, taking a swig of his beer before shaking the top at Becky.


“And now you’ll officially never meet her.”


“Aww, Bri…”


Brain shook his head, but a small smile was playing on his face until Willow suddenly piped up, having pulled back from the kiss.


“Singing!”


The other four stared at her confused and the redhead pointed at a small stage that was set up in the corner of the bar.


“Karaoke. Singing,” she explained, turning to Tara, “Let’s sing!”


Tara looked back at the stage, then at her fiancée, puzzled.


“Willow, you hate singing.”


Willow leapt up from her seat, rocking on the balls of her feet excitedly.


“But I wanna sing with you! Pretty please??”


Tara laughed at the redhead’s childlike behaviour, before smiling and nodding.


“Sure. Why not?”


“Yay!” Willow exclaimed, clapping her hands together, “I’m gonna go pick a song!”


Tara chuckled as Willow bounded towards the stage and started flicking through the song options.


“I think she’s being overly-cheerful so she doesn’t get upset about leaving you,” Becky remarked, “There’s no way she’s this happy the night before she leaves for nine weeks.”


“I agree,” Tara sighed, a sad smile extending towards her fiancée, “But if she wants her last night to be full of fun and high spirits then that’s what she’s getting. I for one am happy to stave off the sadness too.”


Alice reached across the table and took one of Tara’s hands, giving it a comforting squeeze.


“We’ll all be there for you.”


“It’s not me I’m worried about,” Tara replied, turning to her friends as lines of worry appeared on her brow, “I have you guys. I have the wedding plans to work on. She’s gonna be thrown in this whole new situation with whole new people-”


“And a whole heap of new things to learn and work with. This is Willow, she’ll be in her element analyzing information and utilising all those awesome computer skills,” Becky said with a reassuring smile, “Just focus on the end goal here. You’re gonna be married and have great jobs and a fantastic life.”


Tara nodded and blinked a couple of times to stop the tears that had started to form in her eyes. She smiled as she saw Willow giddily jumping up and down and waving her over.


“I’m being summoned,” she said with a laugh, standing up, “This should be…interesting.”


The other three chuckled and Tara walked over to her smiling fiancée.


“And what song are we delighting all these people with?”


Willow pointed to her selection and the blonde couldn’t help but smile as the redhead handed her a microphone and jumped on stage. Tara followed and took the smaller girl’s hand as the opening bars of Marvin Gaye’s and Tammi Terrell’s Ain’t No Mountain High Enough started.


Willow sang the first couple of lines, her tone slightly off-key but the blonde didn’t care and she sang the answering lines back. The redhead got more and more into it as they continued, doing hand motions to accompany the words and twirling the taller girl around. They finished with another kiss and there were a few claps from some of the other patrons in the bar.


“That was so much fun!” Willow said with a giggle as she bounded off the stage and back to their friends, “More drinks for everyone!”


Tara watched her go for a moment, internalising her sadness, before following her, a big smile on her face, fully intending to give her fiancée a fun night since she knew tomorrow would be one of the hardest days of her life.


**


Willow rubbed her eyes to try and wake herself up as she walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. She smiled when she saw Tara already in there, standing over a frying pan. She walked up and wrapped her arms around her midsection from behind. Tara leaned back into the touch and tilted her head to the side as the redhead placed a kiss on her neck.


“Last night was incredible,” Willow whispered, still smiling, “You were incredible.”


Tara grabbed a spatula and moved around the food in the pan, smiling.


“The singing?”


Willow chuckled and continued to kiss the blonde’s neck.


“That was certainly fun…even if I’m a bit embarrassed now I’m not drunk…but I meant after that…when we got home…just you and me…”


“Well...” Tara started, her smile getting wider, “I wanted to give you a night to remember…”


“Oh baby,” Willow gushed, licking over her fiancée’s pulsepoint, making the blonde shudder, “You certainly achieved that. I’m not gonna forget last night as long as I live. I don’t even know how you managed to twist your tongue into that shape…”


Tara blushed and flipped the french toast she was cooking in the pan.


“I’ve been doing exercises,” she joked, “Go sit down, I made your favourite breakfast.”


Willow inhaled the combined aroma of the french toast and the vanilla scent emanating from Tara.


“You are the absolute best.”


She left the kitchen and sat at the table, Tara joining her just a minute later with two plates of french toast. She put it in front of the redhead who took a bite and moaned.


“Oh this is so good. I’m not gonna get food like this for a while.”


Tara took one of Willow’s hands and gave it a squeeze.


“How’re you feeling?”


“Excited,” Willow said with a smile, which faltered a little, “Scared. Missing you already.”


“I think those are all normal feelings. I felt like that going off to Paris as well. But it was worth it.”


Willow nodded, trying to smile again to lighten the mood.


“And you didn’t fall in love with any hot Parisians…”


“And you’re not gonna fall in love with any hot fellow geeks,” Tara shook her head with a grin, “And I’ll email you every day.”


“Promise?”


“I promise.”


Willow nodded again before another frown graced her features.


“We’re not even gonna be able to have phone sex like we did when you were in Paris.”


Tara giggled and squeezed the redhead’s hand again.


“Well just think how amazing it’ll be when we’re together again.”


“You’re being very optimistic.”


Tara pushed her finished plate into the middle of the table and scooted her chair around so she was next to Willow.


“If I don’t think positively then it’s gonna be so much harder to be without you. So we’re both gonna be happy and you’re gonna focus on work, I’m gonna focus on the wedding and there will be no bad thoughts. At least not any that last long. Okay?”


“Yes, ma’am,” Willow said with a nod, “Thanks for breakfast. It was delicious.”


“You’re very welcome. What time is your cab booked for?”


“Eight," Willow replied, then glanced at her watch, “Twenty minutes. Wanna snuggle before I go?”


Tara sighed, fixing the redhead with a saddened gaze.


“Will, I would love to, but I don’t think twenty minutes is enough time and then we’d be all-”


She was cut off as Willow held up a hand and suppressed a grin.


“I meant actual snuggling. Sitting on the couch, arms wrapped around each other, having the occasional smooch kinda snuggling.”


“Oh,” Tara replied, blushing and clearing her throat, “Then yes. Yes, I would like to snuggle.”


Willow chuckled and stood up, taking the blonde with her as she walked over and sat on the sofa, pulling Tara down beside her and throwing the taller girl’s legs over her own before leaning over for a kiss.


“See?” she said when they pulled back, “Snuggling. Can’t beat it.”


“Definitely not,” Tara murmured and went back to capture the redhead’s lips once again, “You’re so beautiful.”


They stayed leisurely kissing and whispering words of love, enjoying just being with each other until Willow’s cell phone starting ringing. She jumped up and answered it, talking to the person on the other end for a moment before hanging up.


“Cab’s downstairs. I guess it’s time.”


Tara nodded and stood up.


“You sure you don’t want me to come to the airport with you?”


“I’m sure. No point in you being late for work.”


Tara walked over to the redhead and gave her a hug.


“Okay. I love you, Willow.”


“I love you, too, baby,” Willow whispered, holding on tight to the blonde, “Never forget you’re my girl.”


“Never forget you’re mine,” Tara whispered back, “And have fun. As much as you can, anyway. I hear the FBI make you work your ass off.”


Willow smiled and placed a final, loving kiss on the blonde’s lips before grabbing her bags and making her way over to the front door.


“Oh, wait!” Tara said suddenly and rushed into the bedroom, coming back a moment later with a small gift-wrapped box, which she handed to the redhead, “Open this on the plane.”


Willow shook the box, shrugging when only a small sound was made and hugged her fiancée once again.


“Thank you. I’ll miss you.”


”I’ll miss you too,” Tara replied, her voice beginning to break, “But I’ll think of you every day.”


“Me too. Okay, the cabbie’s gonna be mighty pissed I’ve made him wait. So, bye, baby.”


“Bye, Will. I love you.”


Willow blew a kiss to the blonde as she went out the door with her bags. Tara stared at the closed door for a minute, quietly gathering her thoughts before blinking a few times. Grabbing her phone, she quickly typed a message and sent it before deciding she should start getting ready to leave for work.


*


Willow had just sat in the taxi when she heard her phone beep again and pulled it out, smiling when she saw the message.


Ain’t no mountain high enough. Be together soon, honey. Love you.

[Alex_Vixen]

WOOOHOOOOOOOO!!!!! UPDATE!!!!!

and AWWWWWWWWWW...........I dont want them to be apart!! Im sad right now!...*pouts* cant wait to see what happens in the next chapter... LOVED this one..

[rhh21]

aww that was sad!
"I've been doing exercises" I giggled at that too. Thankfully, I was alone this time!
I think Willow was bladdered ha-ha! I could totally picture her doing Karaoke with Tara when she's drunk, bit of Dutch courage lol.
Again with the awesomeness!!!
Rhiannon x

[Zampsa1975]

Yay for excellent update-y goodness... Willow sure had a fun night before leaving to Quantico... I really liked Tara's last message... Tara's tongue excercises really made me laugh...

[taralicious]

“I just don’t get it,” Becky said, shaking her head, “I mean, what it is with guys and boobs?”

It's a security thing. Reminds us of simpler times when we were taken care of and our needs were met by suckling.
Nah, not really. it's from reading National Geographic as a kid the same as Playboy. We say we're reading it for the articles but really we just want to look at tits. I don't know why. We just do.

“Karaoke. Singing,” she explained, turning to Tara, “Let’s sing!”

Long has it been my theory that the only places you see karaoke machines are places which serve alcohol since if you're going to make an ass of yourself, at least you can blame it on the booze afterwards. That accounts for the one time I've done karaoke.

Sometimes actual cuddling really means actual cuddling. Who knew?

Willow and Tara's goodbyes were heartfelt and full of the promise of things to come.

[FIRESIGN]

Nicely done! Can't wait for the next installment!

FIRESIGN
aka
Cin

[love_2003]

Loved that Willow wanted to sing karaoke. Hopefully the time they are apart from each other will just fly by. Wondering what is in that box that Tara got for Willow.

[leonhart17]

aww, poor sad girls! I loved their night out That is my favorite song ever!

Loved the update!