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This is dedicated to everyone who needed to take a cold shower after parts 1 and 2
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PH
Title: Heat Wave
Part: 3
By: The Pineapple Head
Pairing: Tara/Willow
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I wouldn’t be sitting her writing a tasty little smutfic.
Premise: Two naughty kittens making the rubber ducky blush.
Inspiration: Whoever had the ingenious idea of putting a towel bar on the far wall of my shower. Thank You!
Feedback: More Please. What can I say, I’m a whore and I like it :->
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Sleep had claimed the two lovers, as they lay entwined between the damp sheets. Willow was the first to wake, smiling broadly at the display before her. Tara’s beautiful face was just inches away from her, encompassing everything in the world that she held dear. While a calm had drifted over them, if briefly, now Willow was thinking of all the delicious ways that she could wake the woman she loved.
A sly smile now replaced its more innocent counterpart, as Willow determined her method of attack. Slinking out of the bed without too much awkwardness, Willow grabbed her robe and headed down the hall. Most of the lights in the house were out and there was no sign of Buffy, 1:26am, that wasn’t too unusual. Having the house to herself, or to her and her girlfriend, Willow devised her wicked scheme.
Willow lit a series of vanilla candles in the bathroom and started the water running. The only thing that was missing was how to get Tara’s attention. She was looking for the optimum impact, when divine intervention stumbled upon her or at least rubbed up against her leg. Miss Kitty Fantastico to the rescue.
Kneeling down and picking up the cat, Willow began explaining her strategy. “Alright Miss Kitty, this is Operation: Wet & Wild and your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to wake up mommy. You’re a trained professional, so I’ll leave the plan up to you.”
With that she urged the cat towards the bed and watched as it hopped up, moving toward the sleeping blonde. This gave Willow more than enough time to get into the steamy shower, where she hoped her lover would find her.
Tara woke up on command, feeling the soft fur of their cat brush up against her hand, purring loudly. Confusion set over the blonde’s face, not knowing where her lover was and not being able to place the muffled sound coming from outside of the bedroom.
Sitting up in the bed, she called, “Willow?” Nothing. “Will?” Still nothing. “Sweetie, where are you?”
Throwing on her discarded t-shirt, Tara padded towards the noise, which was coming from the bathroom. The door was slightly ajar and the more recognizable sound of running water permeated the air.
“Will, are you in here?” Still no response.
Opening the door, the soft glow of the candles would have normally been enough to demand her attention, if not for the sight of Willow running her hands all over her body, under the stream of water. Tara’s mouth hung open, not sure if what she was seeing was real or an amazing dream.
Poking her head out of the steamy glass door Willow purred, “Hi baby. Care to join me?”
Tara stood there for a second, something akin to a deer caught in head lights, still registering the situation. Willow’s voice bringing her right back to earth. “If you insist on leaving your mouth open, I can think of a few good uses for it.”
The blonde wasted no time locking the door and stripping the shirt off her body. Growing more turned on by the second, she entered the shower and followed the redhead under the mist.
Wet hands found glistening skin in a matter of moments. After what seemed like hours, the two exploring mouths parted, leaving each woman a little breathless. Willow snuggled into Tara’s embrace, resting her head on the soft chest, as the blonde stroked the red hair away from her face.
Willow sighed in contentment, enjoying the feeling of the wet, naked body pressed against her skin. Tara also looked at peace, never taking her eyes off of the woman in her arms. Both lovers had been silent.
“I was hoping that you would find me here.”
“Well I did get your Kitty-O-Gram and thought I would investigate.”
“Like I always say, there’s nothing like a good pussy....cat.”
“Is that what you say?” Tara asked amused.
“I might not always verbalize it, but I’m always thinking it.” Willow said with a grin. “I missed this. You. Me and you. Us. I missed us.
“I did too sweetie.”
“That bed was too big without you. Big. Sad. Lonely. And Taraless.”
“Not anymore, because I’m not going anywhere.”
Tightening her grip on Tara’s ribcage, Willow met blue eyes, apologizing with her whole heart. “Baby, I’m so sorry I made you leave, that I hurt you that much. I....”
“No sorries Will. I was hurt and angry, then I was guilty. I knew things were hard for you, but I couldn’t come back. I wasn’t ready. Everyday you got stronger and now we found each other again.”
“We wouldn’t have been apart if I wasn’t so weak.”
“I don’t see any weak people here. Just my strong, beautiful girl.”
“Mmmm, that’s right, your girl. And there will be no leaving of your girl, “ Willow said, sporting her best resolve face.”
“Yes ma’am,” Tara saluted.
“Darn tootin. Next time you threaten to leave, I’m just chaining you to the wall.”
“Why do we have to wait?” Tara arched and eyebrow.
“Vixen!”
The swordfight of dueling tongues resumed, as they found a second wind. Willow twirled long golden tresses between her fingers, as Tara cupped her face. The kiss proceeded to get hotter, oxygen was definitely becoming an issue.
Creeping her hand to the base of Tara’s skull, Willow methodically pulled the blonde’s hair, gradually getting rougher in her ministrations. In response Tara sucked Willow’s tongue into her mouth, then bit her lower lip as she struggled for air.
Tara was gearing up for round three, that familiar tingle developing in her belly, when Willow pulled away.
“Willow, what’s wrong?”
“Do you want me?”
“Wh-Wh-What?” Tara asked confused.
“Do you want me?” Willow repeated.
“Yes.” Tara breathed more than answered.
“How badly to you want me?”
“More than anything.”
“Do you trust me?”
“What?”
“Do you trust me?”
“Of course I do.”
“Turn around.” Willow’s low growl was more of a demand than a request.
“Willow.”
“Do it for me baby,” her voice sweet, her intent anything but.
Hesitantly Tara faced the shower wall, her back to her lover. Before she could speak, Willow laid down the law. “There’s only one rule, no touching.” Tara was about to object when Willow placed a finger over her lips and positioned Tara’s hands on the towel bar. “Just hold on tight and let Willow take care of the rest.”
Tara could hear various little noises here and there, but was getting restless waiting for whatever was coming her way. The scent of cucumber melon filled the air, as she felt the blue shower poof touch her ankle first. Willow was careful to make the contact feather light, not to get the blonde worked up too soon.
A barely audible sigh left her part lips, feeling the suds slowly creep up her calf. Everytime the movement would get higher, Willow would dip back down again, making her she didn’t miss a spot. She switched legs at random, just to toy with the girl and hummed to herself while she parted the legs wider.
Willow paid particular attention to the thighs, as her strokes became coarse. Tara trembled as her inner thighs were the main focus of Willow’s delight. Tiny circles, reaching higher and higher caused Tara to move her hips, trying to force her lover’s hand, so to speak.
“Naughty girl. I don’t know if I should punish you for being bad.”
She inched higher still, only a breath away from Tara’s apex. The redhead’s arm was clear through to the other side, as she dragged the soapy poof across her outer lips, over her entrance and back out again. Tara bucked violently at the contact, while Willow smiled to herself.
“Mmmmm Willow.” Tara exhaled her name like it was the only truth her life has ever known.
This was far from being over, infact it was just starting to get interesting. Lathering up the flesh of her ass, then making exaggerated circles all along her back, Tara was practically covered in suds from head to toe.
Willow hovered close to Tara’s body, as she pulled all of the blonde hair over the left shoulder and trailed her tongue up her neck. Instantly her body responded when the redhead slid against her back and rolled her hips in a teasingly slow grind. Clasping her hands on the firm belly, just above the golden curls, Willow was quickly setting the stage.
Gripping the towel rack painfully tight, Tara desperately wanted to reach out and touch the woman who was making her go mad with passion. “Willow, please,” she begged.
“Not yet, baby.” She licked her jawline, reaching Tara’s mouth, sucking her tongue into her mouth. Both women becoming incredibly aroused at the sensation of Willow’s nipples pressing into Tara’s back.
Pouring the shower gel over her hands, Willow ran her fingers under Tara’s full breasts and around, never touching the aching nipples. Gliding over her belly and back up again, she swept around the breasts, this time coming just a little bit closer. Finally she flicked the hard nubs, listening to the gasps that came from Tara’s luscious mouth.
Pinching her nipples once more, Willow retreated again and Tara immediately felt the loss. “Less leaving, more touching.” Tara urged.
Returning with shampoo covered hands, she massaged the scalp, as she worked up both a lather and her girlfriend. Tara was beside herself, not knowing what to do with all of this pent up desire. This was Willow’s show, so they played by her rules and right now Tara would have given almost anything to tend to the throbbing in her loins.
Willow was about to go in for the kill, moving away from a unknowing Tara. Very quietly she detached the massaging showerhead from the fixture on the tile wall and made her way towards her lover.
“Close your eyes my love.” Lowering the speed and force to a moderately steady stream, she angled it between the parted legs, towards Tara’s nerve center and released the flow.
“OH MY GOD!!!!! WILLOW!!!!!!!” Tara screamed in ecstasy.
Off all the things that the blonde was anticipating, that was not one of the them. The force was brief, but almost enough to send Tara toppling over the edge. She steadied herself, feeling the water cascading down her legs, as Willow washed the soap from her hair, back and lower extremities.
The blonde breathed heavier, as she called out again. “Oh god, please don’t stop. Make me come Willow. Please let me come.”
Willow locked the shower head into the fixture, calling to Tara. “Turn around baby. Come to me.”
She eagerly followed and met in a searing kiss. Under a hot waterfall of steam and mist, Tara reveled in the opportunity to touch her lover. Willow was looking to make good on Tara’s request, by squeezing her hand between their bodies and heading straight for her lover’s clit. Stroking her furiously, as the normally passive wiccan pleaded for her to go faster and harder.
Digging her nails into the soft skin of Willow’s shower, Tara threw her head back, feeling her climax rapidly approaching. Reaching back for the shower bar to support her, Tara’s knees grew weak, the sensations below her waist getting stronger. Willow’s mouth latched onto her neck, as Tara finally found her release.
The incoherent cries of pleasure grew more guttural when Willow rediscovered her breasts. Roughly attending to them, she squeezed them together and took both nipples into her mouth. The sound of blood flowing through her ears was all Tara could hear, while the oral and manual assault continued.
This wasn’t about love making. Of course the loved each other and could be incredibly tender with one another, that wasn’t the issue. This was about lust, desire, eroticism, passion and carnal urges. Willow desperately wanted to bring Tara over the edge again and again, driven by her longing to please this woman who captured her heart, her mind, her body, her soul and her essence. She indeed was her everything.
Falling to her knees, she held onto the breasts, torturing the straining nipples with her thumbs. Willow wasted no time diving between Tara’s thighs, claiming what was hers. Parting the outer lips, her tongue swirled around and around the sensitive clit, before abruptly sucking it into her mouth.
Of all of the things that Willow missed about her life with Tara, her taste was high on the list. The intoxicating musky smell could wake her from a dead sleep and send her senses soaring. She could spend hours buried between her thighs, without a care in the world.
Dipping into the warmth of her pussy and lapping at her juices, Willow happily tormented the frazzled girl. “Ohhhhhhh...” was all Tara was able to get out between ragged breaths.
Willow was more that motivated to finish the job that she had started. Tara’s eyes were tightly shut, while her hips swayed swiftly into Willow’s face. One had was used to steady Tara’s hips, as the other replaced the talented tongue that teased her clit.
“You want more baby?” The redhead asked, delaying her movements.
“God, Yes. More!”
Slipping two fingers into the snug wetness, an intense rhythm was developed. Clamping down on the swollen bundle of nerves with less the gentle teeth, Willow could feel the walls tense around her.
“I’m so close.....Fuck me harder!”
Willow loved spicy Tara talk and wouldn’t deny her anything right now. She pumped a little harder, sucked a little longer and teased her until the thrashing blonde’s orgasm decimated her in waves. Not one to give up, Willow continued to ravage Tara’s core, bringing about another set of tremors.
Tara crumpled to the tub floor with Willow, trying to regain her composure. Embraced in a tangled heap of flushed flesh, both women’s labored breathing accentuated their mutual satisfaction.
“I’d say I have to take a cold shower, but I don’t think it would help.” Willow finally spoke.
“Technically the water isn’t cold. Go ahead, try it. I’d get up and do it myself, but I don’t really trust my legs right now,” Tara said, still flustered.
Leaning against the tub wall, Willow noticed Tara start to giggle. “What’s so funny?”
“It’s nothing sweetie,” her face betraying her.
“Tara, tell me.”
“Really, it’s not that funny.”
“Tara McLay, don’t make me start with the ticklin’.”
“I was thinking about Winnie the Pooh.”
“We just made with the serious make up sex and you’re thinking about cartoons. I must be severely out of practice.”
“No, no, no. It’s not that. It’s definitely not that. It’s just...”
“Just what?” Still very confused.
“Have you ever seen when Pooh Bear gets his head stuck in the honey jar?”
“Yeah.....”
“That’s what you remind me of. Looking down and seeing you so, um, involved. Like you what to taste every part of me.”
“Well you are my favorite honey pot,” Willow grinned at the analogy.
“It just makes me feel special.”
“Baby you are special.”
“I love you so much Willow. All of you. Everything.”
“There isn’t a single part of me, that isn’t in love with every part of you.”
Closing the gap between them, they kissed tentatively, as if for the first time. Finding their way to their feet, the two lovers finished bathing, enjoying the feeling of cleaning the other. Touching and exploring with child-like curiosity, even though they knew each other’s body by sight, touch, smell and taste. Lots of gasps and sighs littered the steam filled bathroom, as they stole kisses and teased sensitive flesh.
After they got out of the shower, they sat on the bench and brush the other’s hair. Such an ordinary act, made that much more intimate when done by someone who loves you. They retired to bed, curled up in bed, still not quite ready for the night to be over.
“It’s been too long since I slept in your arms,” Tara said, snuggled back as Willow spooned her.
“Well just in chance I didn’t make myself clear, they are yours forever. I’m yours. Forever.” Willow kissed her neck, pulling her closer, holding her naked belly.
“Mmmmm. Forever sounds real good.,” said the blonde growing tired.
They drifted back off to sleep, both smiling, anticipating their future together.
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.......dude!! I like it!!!!!! Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
Last year on Sept. 10th (Her "Skin" tour) and then last night. She's totally awesome! And the bat thing. 
... There was this little bat that kept flying around her on the stage. She was like, "Does it have a ticket..." She's hillarious. 
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