Title - Torturing Touch
Author name - Auburn
Email Address -
GemmaQT@hotmail.comRating - it's NC-17

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The day had been tiring, and all Willow wanted was to curl up in bed and sleep for a week, she had been feeling miserable and moody since her and Tara’s little ‘mishap’ earlier in the day, and she felt guilty for expecting to much from her girlfriend, she of all people knew that pressuring someone only lead to false promises. She decided to apologise to Tara after finishing her days work in the gardens.
Picking up a small spade that rested against the garden shed, the redhead bent over and begin to dig a tiny hole. Seemingly unaware that anyone was watching.
‘That’s a nice view’ Tara thought as she walked up to her redheaded girlfriend who was bending over. Just standing there, she watched for a moment as the redhead planted some seeds with care, ensuring their environment was good enough for them to strive.
“Are you just gunna stand there and watch me all day?” Willow spoke after Tara had been quiet for at least 5 minutes, just staring.
“When did you realise I was here?” the blonde asked a little surprised.
“I felt you” the redhead explained, vaguely.
Tara nodded, she often felt Willow’s presence before the redhead came into view, she figured it was due to their connection and how close they had become over the last few weeks.
“Did you want something?” the redhead asked a little abruptly.
The blonde was taken by surprise, Willow had never used this tone with her, and she didn’t like it, not one bit.
“I came to apologise and to tell you about my mom, but if that’s the way you’re going to behave, I won’t” Tara announced as she turned to walk back the way she came, she loved Willow, but she wasn't about to take crap from her.
“Wait!” Willow shouted after her, feeling guilty “Im....Im sorry you know Im to stubborn to admit I was wrong.”
The blonde nodded, yes her girlfriend was to stubborn to admit such a thing.
“It’s ok, just... I didn’t like that tone” Tara explained with a pout.
Willow smiled softly and dropped the spade, closing the distance between them, she brought her girlfriend into a warm embrace. Her mind had been racing in the last few hours without her girlfriend, willow had thought about how much she would miss Tara if she had to leave, and her mind was figuring out ways to stay in contact, sure the telepathy would be good, but not seeing Tara’s beautiful face it would only add to the pain. Letters, she figured, people can be open in letters and they could write each other everyday, plus visits on holidays would allow much needed smoochie time. So the redhead figured, at least she had her girlfriend now.
“Im sorry, I know I expect to much of you, but the thought of me being here and you not.. It’s....It’s just not something I would like to happen” Willow apologised.
“No, I feel the same way, I’ve made friends here, I have a life of my own, my farther doesn’t over shadow everything I do, and I have you..... that’s why I asked my mom if I could stay”
“Your mom?....you did?... what did she say?!” Willow asked in surprise and excitement.
“She said she’s pleased I’ve met someone.. But if you hurt me she’ll cut off your arms and slap you with them”
The redhead’s eyes widened and Tara giggled.
“Im joking, she said that she’s glad I met someone, and that I could stay, and that she will square it with my farther”
Willow smiled and then frowned.
“She could though couldn’t she?.... I mean if she wanted to.... she could really cut off my arms.. And then I’d be all armless.. and...and then there would be the slapping with my own arms... which is just.... well, it’s just damn right rude to be honest....”
Tara rested her hands on Willow’s cheeks and pulled her lips up to her own then placed a soft kiss, quietening the redhead’s babbling
she kissed her left cheek. “I promise there will Be...”
Kissed her nose “no cutting off arms...”
Kissed her right cheek “and no...”
Kissed her lips more forcefully “slapping in an unsatisfying way”
Willow’s breath caught in her throat, not a slip of air could pass between the two girls, their warmth passing between the two bodies, the only thing separating them was the material barriers, looking into a sea of blue Willow knew no matter which move she made now Tara would do nothing but oblige. After a moment of staring Willow chose her move and Pressed her lips forcefully on to her girlfriends she claimed what was hers, searching the depth of Tara’s mouth with her own. She walked backwards, pulling the blonde along with her, neither breaking the battle between their lips and tongues, feeling something hard press against her back Willow unclasped her hand from around Tara’s waste and searched for the handle of the shed door, successful in her search she twisted it, then pushed backwards with her hips and they stumbled into the shed.
Closing the shed door with the back of her heel, the blonde immediately began to let her hands wander from around the redhead’s neck, stroking her collarbone, down her chest,
in-between her breasts, along her stomach, to rest on her hip.
Willow was surprised at how confident Tara was, how sure and controlled her actions were and how that look in Tara’s blue eyes, made her weak at the knees, the redhead had never seen that look before, and she made a note to see it as often as possible!
“No Willow-thoughts....” Tara chastised, breathing heavily in to the redhead’s ear, biting down on the lobe to cause pleasurable pain.
“Oh... god... no Willow-thoughts” the redhead agreed.
Pushing Willow back until she reached the work top Tara Cleared a space, then lifted the redhead by her hips and propped her up on to it with ease, tugging at the hem of willow’s shirt the redhead understood and lifted her arms allowing the blonde to pull it off, then trailed her fingers backdown her girlfriends arms, taking in the sight of her girlfriend’s partially covered chest.
Willow watched as Tara looked on, mesmerized by the sight of her creamy skin, bathing in its softness.
They kissed, this time with more feeling, more emotion, more want.
Running her hands through Tara’s soft hair Willow relaxed to the blondes touch and allowed her to explore, but she didn’t like the barrier that was keeping her from Tara’s skin.
Slowly undoing the buttons on the blondes shirt, Willow searched her girlfriends eyes for permission before slipping the shirt off her shoulders... she found it, and followed through with her task, just as mesmerized by Tara’s skin as the blonde was with hers.
Continuing to pay attention to each others top half, both girls were increasingly aware of the aching the bottom half was now demanding be seen to.
Pushing herself off the work top Willow stood face to face with her girlfriend, eyes locked, she reached around and unhooked the culprit that was constructing her girlfriends chest. Sliding it down her arms, Willow kept her eyes up until she reached around her own back and undid her bra.... throwing it in the same place as Tara’s. Both girls waited for a moment, nervous and shy, before Willow took the initiative and looked down, her knee’s weakened by the sight.
Tara blushed profusely, her hands wanting to cover her chest instinctively, but this was Willow she realised that this is what she had wanted from the first moment she saw the redhead coming out of the shower in a bath robe. Taking a deep breath she too looked down and was in awe.
Willow smiled shyly and stepped closer their breasts almost touching. Almost.
Leaning in Tara filled the rest of the space and brought their breasts together, feeling skin on skin, rubbing, touching, their nipples kissing.
Their hands roaming in each others hair, over their backs, stomachs and breasts.
They stayed for a while, just loving each other, blocking out the aching between their legs until it was unblockable.
Breaking apart from her girlfriend Tara stepped back for a moment and thought.
Looking puzzled at her girlfriend, Willow waited for her to say or do something.
Walking over to the shirts on the work top Tara picked them up and studied them, before spreading them out on the floor, then walking over to the shed door, she blocked it with a chair, securing the handle so it couldn't move.
Happy in her task, the blonde then walked up to her girlfriend and smiled reassuringly, taking her by the hips she whispered,
“Floor”
catching on to what her girlfriend was saying Willow layed herself down on the hard floor, cushioned slightly by the shirts Tara had thoughtfully spread out.
Kneeling in front of her girlfriend Tara slid her hands up Willow’s ankles, to her knee’s then gently guided them apart. Placing her body between the redheads legs, she rested herself on top of her Willow.
They looked at each other silently, neither wanting to move incase the other disappeared.
To Be Continued....
I only updated because you're all so impatient!!!!

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Edited by: Auburn at: 6/28/03 8:03 pm