Hacker Confidential [AU] (Complete)

[Promthea128]

The hundredth? Hmm...lol. Well, see, the final arc of the story starts at chapter 99 so I don’t think there’ll be a specific ‘omg celebrate, it’s chapter 100!!’ kinda thing, but it will have the beginnings of a plot development I’ll think you’ll all like

Its the promised baby isn't it? Great update. Hope your holiday was full of happiness and joy.

[taralicious]

Laragh,

Over those two weeks, the kissing had become more and more frantic with each passing day, usually resulting in Tara going off for a cold shower and Willow lying in bed, trying to calm her raging body down.

The way I envisioned it is they made a game out of it to make the time go faster, like you do when you are a kid; every day, Tara gets to lick and finger another body part and for events like a whole week or a weekend, Tara gets to choose a big-ticket body part to ravish.
When their two souls are in communion once more and the circle is unbroken, that is more of a tangible sign of holiday promise than what others have on offer.
Willow and Tara smut is the best gift I've ever found in my Christmas stocking, so thank you.

[Laragh]

Gaga01 –

That was so sweet, and hot

Glad you thought so!

I'm glad the girls are better! It was a huge step that they really needed to do in order to move on...Tara's speech about Willow's scar was incredibly sweet, yay for reassuring her!

I thought it was an important step too

Happy Holidays!!!

You too!

Thanks for commenting!

leonhart17 –

Very hot and sweet - I'm glad they got their connection and intimacy back! Love it! Very sweet Christmas treat!

Glad you liked! I’m glad they’re all back on track too!

Thanks for your comment!

Alex_Vixen –

Dude, that was....WOW!

Seriously, that was sweet and gentle and SO full of love, dude! Tara's speech was PERFECT!!

And to quote the bad-ass Callie Torres: "Scars are HOT. Scars are bad-ass. Scars are poetic. And it's true!

Callie is so right!!

I LOVED it, dude! It was awesome! Keep up and Im sorry for not replying in the past few Chapters...been busy writing and all that....

No problem, I love that you’re writing

Thanks for commenting!

BuffyFan4ever –

Yay for them taking the final step. Now Willow just has to return the favor.

Way ahead of you!

Can't wait for the next update (at the regular time?)

Sorry this one isn’t on time but I’m almost sure the next one should be!!

Thanks for your comment

Finey_McFine –

Yay!! What an awesome Christmas Present

I’m glad you liked the chapter!

Congratulations on being a winner in the competition by the way!

Thanks for your feedback!

LonelyTara –

Aw, so very, very sweet!

I'll echo Shel, my dear Laragh. Wonderful early Christmas present!!

I’m glad you liked

And well done for the fanfic comp!!!

Thanks for commenting!

zampsa19752001 –

I'd really glad that Willow showed Tara that love making didn't hurt her and that she realised that Tara was really afraid of hurting her...

It was definitely an important moment for them. I’m glad they’re all good now again too

Thanks for commenting!

love_2003 –

I had forgot about the dance classes that Buffy and Tara were taking. Looking forward to that surprise for Willow.

The reminder was definitely needed lol, I’m looking forward to writing the ‘surprise’.

Glad to see that they were finally able to make love. Looking forward to the next update.

Me too! And I hope you enjoy!!

Thanks for your comment!

Promthea128 –

Its the promised baby isn't it?

Hmm...you’ll have to wait and see

Great update. Hope your holiday was full of happiness and joy.

Glad you liked and I hope you had great holidays as well!

Thanks for commenting!

taralicious –

The way I envisioned it is they made a game out of it to make the time go faster, like you do when you are a kid; every day, Tara gets to lick and finger another body part and for events like a whole week or a weekend, Tara gets to choose a big-ticket body part to ravish.

That sounds like a game I’d like to be a part of!

When their two souls are in communion once more and the circle is unbroken, that is more of a tangible sign of holiday promise than what others have on offer.
Willow and Tara smut is the best gift I've ever found in my Christmas stocking, so thank you.

They’re finally fully reconnected! It’s a gift from the gods and goddesses themselves!

Thanks for your feedback!

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Update Directly Below

[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

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Sorry again about the early update but things should be back on schedule for Wednesday!

Chapter 93

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“Tara? Tara...Tara, baby, you need to wake up.”


Tara mumbled something in her sleep and moved to cuddle closer into Willow’s body, but the redhead persisted.


“Tara, I need you to wake up. Please.”


Willow started shaking her wife’s shoulder and Tara’s eyes flew open, her hand going to hold the smaller girl’s waist protectively.


“Willow...Willow, what’s wrong? What do you need?”


“You.”


Tara let out a sharp gasp as two fingers entered her suddenly and her hands went to clutch Willow’s shoulders, a string of moans leaving her mouth.


“Oh god...Oh god, Willow...”


Willow used her spare hand to grab the blonde’s hip and lifted Tara's leg over her own hip, so she’d have more room to move, letting out a soft sigh as the side of Tara’s knee dug into the flesh of her ass and pushed their hips closer together.


“Sorry I fell asleep,” she said as she thrust her fingers in and out of her lover. She woken up herself only minutes before, a deep feeling of warmth still radiating through her from Tara’s efforts earlier in the night and a strong need to give back and make love to the beautiful blonde that had been lying alongside her, “You wore me out.”


“Not...a...problem,” Tara panted as she drove her hips forward, the fingers inside her reaching deeper at each thrust.


Willow bit her lip as she felt the blonde move her hips against her hand at an animal pace and got a sudden urge for more. She slowed the pace of her hand and felt Tara clutch her shoulders more desperately, crying out.


“Oh god, no, Willow, please, please don’t...” Tara trailed off as a sudden thought occured to her and she tried to focus her lust-driven mind, “Is this...is this hurting you?”


“No, baby,” Willow shook her head, grabbing the blanket over them and throwing it off them, then turned, careful to keep her fingers inside her wife to turn on the lamp on her nightstand before facing Tara again, “I just wanna see you.”


Willow felt her breath coming in shallow gasps as she looked down Tara’s naked body then back into her eyes.


“God, you’re so beautiful.”


She didn’t wait for an answer as she grabbed the back of the blonde’s neck and crushed their lips together as her fingers resumed their motions, thrusting deeply. Tara moaned loudly into the kiss and moved one hand up to cup the back of Willow’s head as well, opening her mouth to welcome the redhead’s tongue in for exploration as her hips started grinding into her hand again.


Willow hungrily devoured Tara in the kiss, wanting nothing more than to consume the blonde completely and slipped a third finger inside her writing lover. Tara groaned, her hips moving frantically as she desperately sought the release her body was aching for. Willow felt the desperation and brought her thumb up, applying just the right amount of pressure that Tara liked to her wife’s clit.


It had the desired effect as the blonde bit down on the smaller girl’s bottom lip for just a moment before throwing her head back, her eyes shut tight.


“Will...ow!”


Willow’s eyes widened at the sheer volume of Tara’s scream as she felt her come against her hand, tight spasms clutching her fingers and a gush of juices running down her palm and wrist.


Tara let her mouth hang open as she felt pleasure course through her, her hips stilling gradually until she moved her head back to look at the redhead, blinking rapidly as the stars continued to shine in front of her eyes.


“Jeez, Tara,” Willow said, grinning from ear-to-ear, “We’re lucky we have a detached house.”


“Was I loud?” Tara asked breathlessly, feeling her hair sticking to her brow with sweat.


“Just a little,” Willow giggled, scrunching up her nose, “It was hot.”


Tara closed her eyes as she slowly regained control of her senses, taking deep breaths.


“You were hot. That was incredible, Willow. Waking up...and then...you were...just...incredible.”


Willow smiled and cuddled in closer to the blonde.


“I fell asleep with you inside me earlier,” she whispered to Tara, who still had her eyes closed, “I never felt more complete. Can I stay inside you for a bit?”


“I’d kill you if you didn’t,” Tara murmured before taking a deep breath and lazily opening her eyes, “Don’t know how I got so lucky that I get to see that beautiful face every day.”


Willow looked behind her before back at Tara with a grin.


“What’re you talking about, there’s no mirror there.”


Tara laughed quietly before cupping the back of Willow’s neck and bringing their faces together.


“I meant you, goof.”


Willow just closed the gap between them and let their lips meet tenderly for a few moments until Tara pulled back and bit her lip.


“Are you okay for me to...?”


She glanced downwards to indicate what she meant before looking back up to meet the redhead’s gaze.


“Does that mean I have to leave you?” Willow asked with a small pout.


“Yea,” Tara responded in a low tone, giving her wife a sensual half-smile, “But only so I can put my tongue inside you.”


Willow’s breath hitched and she gently but quickly extracted her fingers, rolling onto her back and spreading her legs. Tara moved her body so she was hovering over the redhead and smirked.


“Someone’s eager.”


“Uh huh,” Willow nodded, “Very.”


Tara shuffled down slightly and dropped her to Willow’s breasts, kissing around them in circles before taking a nipple in her mouth and sucking on it gently until it was a taut peak, then switched and gave the same attention to the other side.


“Mmhh, Tara...”


Willow held onto the sides of Tara’s head as she started licking around her breasts, her teeth occasionally scraping lightly against her nipples, making her gasp in delight until she couldn’t take the teasing any longer and started pushing on the blonde’s shoulders.


“Baby, please. I need you. I need you so bad.”


Tara started to move her lips downwards, looking upwards to meet the redhead’s gaze. Willow gulped as she locked eyes with the blonde, the feral look radiating from her shining orbs making her squirm as she felt a fresh surge of arousal flood her.


She watched as Tara, never breaking their eye connection, settled between her thighs and brought her mouth just an inch away from the redhead’s throbbing core, before extending her tongue and licking her length in one long, languid stroke.


“Ohhhhh...”


Willow groaned as she felt the first touch of her wife’s tongue on her, the added visual of watching Tara start to perform the intimate act on her only heightening her pleasure. She continued to stare and Tara continued to stare back until the blonde took her lover’s pulsating clit in her mouth and sucked, making Willow throw her head back against the pillows and arch her body off the bed.


“Taa-raa...”


Willow moaned loudly as her hands went to hold the taller girl’s head again, her hips shamelessly driving themselves into Tara’s face as the blonde started flicking her tongue over the other girl’s hard nub.


“God, Tara...don’t stop, baby...”


Tara closed her eyes as she savoured the taste of her wife on her lips, moving her hands underneath the redhead’s body to cup her butt cheeks, giving her a bit more leverage in her actions.


“Tara...you know what I want...”


Tara grinned into the smaller girl’s core before giving a final suck and moving her tongue down and lapping at her entrance. Willow unceremoniously pushed the blonde’s head further into her and grunted, indicating she was in no mood for this kind of teasing either.


“Don’t make me beg...”


Willow was about to ignore her own plea and start to beg, not caring how desperate she sounded when she felt Tara urge her tongue inside her – only an inch, the wriggling muscle circling her inner walls for a moment before she pushed it the rest of the way in and curled it upwards.


“Ugh...mmhh...yes...that’s...yes...”


Tara moved her hands away from Willow’s ass and wrapped her arms around her thighs, pushing her tongue as deep as possible into her lover and dragging it along her front wall so she hit against her sweet spot at each thrust.


“Ohhhh...oh goddd...”


Willow stroked Tara’s hair as she bucked into her, moaning loudly and with abandon as she quickly felt herself reaching her peak. She relaxed herself into the mattress as the first waves of pleasure started to wash over, small tingles beginning in the base of her spine and slowly shooting out throughout her entire body until she felt her insides explode completely, sharply and suddenly, making her shoot upwards into a sitting position on the bed, her arms wrapped around the blonde’s head.


“Tara!”


Tara moaned almost silently to herself when she felt a gush of juices fall into her mouth and greedily drank until she was satisfied Willow had no more left to give.


She tried to lift her head but found the redhead still had a death hold around her and was unable to move. Her attempts at speaking went completely in vain as her words were entirely muffled.


She considered just waiting it out until Willow let go of her since she was really quite happy being in the position she was in but her arms were beginning to ache so she turned her head to the side as best she could and licked the smaller girl’s thigh.


“Hey, that tickles,” Willow giggled as the lick brought her back to her senses before she looked down and saw what she was doing, “Oh. Sorry baby.”


Tara raised her head as Willow moved her arms away and pushed the redhead back into a lying position, slinking up her body, placing small kisses everywhere.


“Don’t be,” she smirked when they were face to face, “I love being down there.”


“Mmhh, I forgot how good that felt,” Willow replied lethargically, stretching her body out beneath the blonde, “Thanks for reminding me.”


“Anytime,” Tara murmured before letting their lips meet in a tender kiss.


They kissed quietly for a few minutes before the taller girl pulled back and settled herself beside her wife.


“Don’t you go getting comfy,” Willow said with a lazy smile, “My turn in a sec.”


“I’d love that,” Tara whispered, caressing the skin on the redhead’s shoulder with her lips, “We don’t wanna do too much too quickly though. Why don’t we take a little nap and if we wake up we can see what happens?”


“But...” Willow started with a small pout, “But I wanna!”


Tara chuckled at the child-like behaviour and started tracing circles on her wife’s stomach.


“We can spend the rest of the weekend reconnecting properly, sweetheart. But if we overdo it and then we have to take another break from...activities...well, I don’t think either of us wants that now do we?”


“No,” Willow agreed with a sigh, “That’s true. We’ve had way too many forced lovin’-breaks in our relationship. First Paris, then Quantico, then this. I don’t wanna go through another one.”


Tara looked up to meet her wife’s gaze with a loving smile.


“What about when we have babies?”


“Well...” Willow grinned from ear-to-ear, “That’ll be worth it.”


“You bet it will,” Tara murmured before a shiver went through her, “Where did you throw the blanket?”


“Oh, it’s right here...”


Willow reached down the side of the bed with one hand and threw the blanket over them, both girls smoothing over themselves.


“I love you with all my heart,” Willow said suddenly, placing a warm, lingering kiss on top of Tara’s head.


“I love you, too,” Tara replied quietly as they settled into a comfortable cuddling position.


Willow sighed contentedly as she softly stroked Tara’s arm, delighting in the feel of the soft skin beneath her touch.


Life is getting back to normal.


***


Tara watched the gentle rise and fall of her wife’s chest as she slept, something she’d gotten into the habit of doing in the weeks since they’d returned from the hospital, with an even greater sense of appreciation of how important the simple action was.


Without even realising she was doing it, her finger moved up and started tracing the pattern of the scar where the bullet had pierced her chest, feeling the familiar tightening in her own heart at just how close she’d come to losing the woman that gave her life meaning.


She knew Willow didn’t want to dwell on what had happened, and agreed with her wife’s thoughts. She wanted them to move on and live their lives and just be so happy that they had each other. And for the first time in a while, she felt like they really were starting to do just that.


Willow would be returning back to the workforce hopefully very soon, she was able to perform practically every little task that she’d struggled with initially after returning home and the night before they had gotten to be with one another completely and fully again, becoming the one person physically they always felt they were emotionally.


“Promise me you don’t think it’s ugly?”


Tara looked up, surprised to hear her wife’s voice, realising she must have accidentally woken her with her ministrations. She moved her fingers up and lightly ran them along the redhead’s cheek before lowering her head and kissing her soundly.


She pulled back after a moment, just an inch, and kept her tone low as she breathed her words onto Willow’s lips.


“I promise you, I always have and I always will, think every inch of you, inside and out, is the most beautiful thing to ever grace this universe.”


Willow took a deep breath as she accepted the reassurance before giving a joking smile.


“I don’t know about that, have you ever seen pictures of the solar system up close? They’re pretty astounding.”


Tara just placed another gentle kiss on her wife’s lips.


“You’re pretty. And astounding,” she said before glancing down the smaller girl’s body, “How’re you feeling?”


“Like I’m me again,” Willow replied softly with a warm smile, “You made me, me again.”


Tara looked down with amused quizzicality.


“You’re always you.”


Willow shook her head.


“No. I only feel like me when I’m a part of you. And...well, last night...I just really needed to completely be a part of you. So I could be me. Which I was,” she said definitively before frowning, “That was very wordy and confusing, even for me.”


Tara gave an affectionate chuckle.


“I understood.”


Willow moved her hand up and ran it down her wife’s arm for a moment.


“Would you maybe be up for some, um...mutual reconnecting?”


Tara lips quirked up on one side into a half-smile and threw her leg over Willow’s waist and she moved her body so she had a knee either side of her wife’s hips and was hovering directly above her, a palm flat against the mattress above each of the smaller girl’s shoulders.


“Still nice and gentle, okay?”


Willow nodded and moved her hands to cup her wife’s breasts.


“As long as I can ‘gently’ play with the ladies.”


Tara’s eyes fluttered closed in pleasure as Willow’s fingers began working to turn her nipples into rock hard peaks. Soft moans escaped her lips as her hips instinctively began rocking forwards and she threw her head back when the redhead sharply pinched both of her taut nubs between her thumb and forefinger.


The jolt of pleasure that went through her made every nerve in her body jump at once and she quickly found that she’d dropped her head again and was sucking on the tender flesh of her lover’s breast.


Willow’s hands moved to cup and fondle her wife’s ass cheeks as Tara’s tongue ran along the pebbling flesh around her nipple, teasing her before she groaned loudly as teeth scraped along her tightening bud, then bit down firmly, but with a tender suck to follow that sent a puddle of desire to Willow’s core.


“Tara...” she gasped out throatily, “Please take me.”


Tara circled her tongue around the smaller girl’s nipple, slowly moving outwards onto the flesh of her breast before kissing up her collarbone and up her throat before kissing her with an unreserved passion.


Willow moaned into the kiss and opened her mouth wide, trying to entice Tara’s tongue in by flicking her own tongue against the tip of the blonde’s. Tara quickly took the invitation and slid her tongue into her wife’s mouth, exploring everywhere, tasting all of her.


Their hips began to grind into each other and Tara could feel Willow squirming beneath her to try and get some kind of contact with her needy flesh.


Feeling in a similar state of need, she felt around for her wife’s hand and entwined their fingers, propelling their conjoined digits between their bodies where both sets got to work straight away, gliding between slick lips and teasing for just moments before they both became overcome and entered each other.


“Yes...” Tara grunted, shutting her eyes tight as she moved back against her wife’s fingers, “Mmhh, yes...”


Willow moaned in response and strained her neck back against the pillow, focusing only on the movement of fingers. Of hers and Tara’s. Of the fluid motions and wet sounds and tight, wet heat that was making her swiftly spiral into oblivion.


Soft grunts and groans filled the room for the next several movements until Willow felt a hand cup her cheek and opened her eyes, knowing that was Tara telling her she was close and wanted them to be looking at each other as they crashed.


“So beautiful,” she whispered quietly as she saw the blonde’s eyes begin to glaze over.


Willow felt contractions around her fingers instantly and let her own body release in response, the physical effects of their love pouring out of each of them as the emotions passed between them as green depths stared into blue in silence.


When their bodies eventually calmed, Tara ran her thumb along the skin under her wife’s eye before placing a tender kiss against her lips, lasting only a few moments but full of all the love she possessed.


“You make me feel...”


She trailed off softly and moved her head down so it was resting on her wife’s chest, her ear placed strategically over the redhead’s heart, the gentle, rhythmic beating filling her with love.


She listened quietly for a moment before finishing her sentence in a whisper.


“Alive.”

[leonhart17]

dibs!

Yay! That's how you recuperate! So very sexy and sweet and loving! I'm glad everyone's whole again!

(no sorry for early chapter! We get to read earlier! I'm for it!)

[LonelyTara]

I'm with Maggie. Hot, hot, hot, but still so sweet and loving. Hooray for early updates!!

[zampsa19752001]

Yay for excellent update-y goodness... I'm really happy that they continue to gently reconnect...

[Promthea128]

They are whole again, everything is almost normal again, its all hugs and puppies. l love it.

I started rereading Hacker when you introduced Mr. Jackass Maclay, because l still wanted some Laragh flavored fluff. Now l see all the foreshadowing and little hints. l'm impressed with the continuity (sp?)

[BuffyFan4ever]

Great update. Although some of us plan on a certain time.

Loved how Willow woke Tara up and how everything is getting back to normal.

“Don’t know how I got so lucky that I get to see that beautiful face every day.”


Willow looked behind her before back at Tara with a grin.


“What’re you talking about, there’s no mirror there.”

I love goofy Willow

“Does that mean I have to leave you?” Willow asked with a small pout.


“Yea,” Tara responded in a low tone, giving her wife a sensual half-smile, “But only so I can put my tongue inside you.”


Willow’s breath hitched and she gently but quickly extracted her fingers, rolling onto her back and spreading her legs. Tara moved her body so she was hovering over the redhead and smirked.


“Someone’s eager.”

Who wouldn't be.

Can't wait for the next update.

[Finey_McFine]

Lovely update! Super HOT too!!

I love the way they are reconnecting. Things will be back to complete normalcy soon! Hopefully Willow will receive some kind of medal of honor when she returns to work

[vampyregurl73]

Laragh,

A very nice set of updates.

You can sympathize with Willow during her recovery, feeling more like a burden and no longer an object of desire, or a person to be desired. Especially when the recovery comes with some sort of physical change, oddly enough with women it also happens during pregnancy - the desired part.

Definitely a wonderful way to reconnect, but I think this was my favorite part:

When their bodies eventually calmed, Tara ran her thumb along the skin under her wife’s eye before placing a tender kiss against her lips, lasting only a few moments but full of all the love she possessed.

“You make me feel...”

She trailed off softly and moved her head down so it was resting on her wife’s chest, her ear placed strategically over the redhead’s heart, the gentle, rhythmic beating filling her with love.

She listened quietly for a moment before finishing her sentence in a whisper.

“Alive.”

So very... *sigh*

[taralicious]

Laragh,
Now that Willow and Tara have fully reconnected, the unniverse is a much happier and serene place; no matter what tides in the affairs of men or women bring forth, they can be endured thanks be to the grace imbued in the union of Rosenberg-Maclay.

Tara let out a sharp gasp as two fingers entered her suddenly and her hands went to clutch Willow’s shoulders, a string of moans leaving her mouth.

Even as a guy this would be the way to pierce the veil between the world of dreams and the world of the waking; now I know what they mean when they speak of tongues of fire and flame.

“I just wanna see you.”

So do I as I inch forward in my chair in the viewing gallery above them. This is going to be what was implied in the Christmas Carol "O, Holy Night."
"Fall on your knees,
O feel the tongue of Willow,
O hear the voice of Tara screaming to the heavens proclaiming the sanctified touch of Willow as the laying in of fingers."

Tara let her mouth hang open as she felt pleasure course through her, her hips stilling gradually until she moved her head back to look at the redhead, blinking rapidly as the stars continued to shine in front of her eyes.

Joy to the world,
For Tara has come,
Let her cunt receive Willow's tongue.

Tara closed her eyes as she savoured the taste of her wife on her lips,

Sweeter than Tupelo Honey as it is tapped from the natural source.

Tara chuckled at the child-like behaviour and started tracing circles on her wife’s stomach.

Again Tara has to be the grown-up and remind Willow of the lesson about taking turns and the need for naps and hydration.

“I don’t know about that, have you ever seen pictures of the solar system up close? They’re pretty astounding.”

Pictures of the solar system are like the ones my grandmother used to take where she cut people's heads off and they were slightly out of focus compared to the celestial body of Tara Maclay.
And we close on where we came in with Willow and Tara pleasuring each other in such a feral and firecely loving way.

[Laragh]

leonhart17 –

dibs!

Yay!

Yay! That's how you recuperate! So very sexy and sweet and loving! I'm glad everyone's whole again!

Me too! Lol, I’m glad you liked the chapter!

Thanks for commenting!

LonelyTara –

I'm with Maggie. Hot, hot, hot, but still so sweet and loving. Hooray for early updates!!

I’ glad the early update worked for you lol. And that you enjoyed the chapter!

Thanks for your comment!

zampsa19752001 –

I'm really happy that they continue to gently reconnect...

They’re finally whole again!

Thanks for commenting!

Promthea128 –

They are whole again, everything is almost normal again, its all hugs and puppies. l love it.

I know, right? Me too!

I started rereading Hacker when you introduced Mr. Jackass Maclay, because l still wanted some Laragh flavored fluff. Now l see all the foreshadowing and little hints. l'm impressed with the continuity (sp?)

That’s the right spelling! Lol, I’m glad you noticed, I did try and drop little hints along the way, like Tara’s dad using a shot gun and Tara hating that, and building up to the shooting I know I mentioned Willow’s absolute devotion to protecting Tara a lot. I guess they’re the kinda things you only notice after the fact lol

Thanks for your feedback!

BuffyFan4ever –

Great update. Although some of us plan on a certain time.

I know, I know. But this one’s on time!!!!

Loved how Willow woke Tara up and how everything is getting back to normal.

I think it was definitely needed!

I love goofy Willow

Me too!

Who wouldn't be.

A crazy person lol

Thanks for commenting!

Finey_McFine –

Lovely update! Super HOT too!!

Glad you liked!

I love the way they are reconnecting. Things will be back to complete normalcy soon! Hopefully Willow will receive some kind of medal of honor when she returns to work

As much as she deserves one, I don’t think that’ll happen since technically she didn’t hurt herself in the line of duty lol. But Tara can award her with

Thanks for your comment!

vampyregurl73 –

You can sympathize with Willow during her recovery, feeling more like a burden and no longer an object of desire, or a person to be desired. Especially when the recovery comes with some sort of physical change, oddly enough with women it also happens during pregnancy - the desired part.

The pregnancy issue was something I was going to touch on in one of my other stories but decided it didn’t fit in the end, so I thought this was a better way to explore it. I think it’s probably good for them though; hopefully having dealt with this issue now it won’t rear its ugly head if/when one of them gets pregnant.

Definitely a wonderful way to reconnect, but I think this was my favorite part ... So very... *sigh*

Good sigh? I hope so.

Thanks for your feedback!

taralicious –

Now that Willow and Tara have fully reconnected, the unniverse is a much happier and serene place; no matter what tides in the affairs of men or women bring forth, they can be endured thanks be to the grace imbued in the union of Rosenberg-Maclay.

Amen, brother.

Even as a guy this would be the way to pierce the veil between the world of dreams and the world of the waking; now I know what they mean when they speak of tongues of fire and flame.

Definitely the stuff dreams are made of!

So do I as I inch forward in my chair in the viewing gallery above them. This is going to be what was implied in the Christmas Carol "O, Holy Night."
"Fall on your knees,
O feel the tongue of Willow,
O hear the voice of Tara screaming to the heavens proclaiming the sanctified touch of Willow as the laying in of fingers."

Joy to the world,
For Tara has come,
Let her cunt receive Willow's tongue.

We need to start writing down all of your W/T renditions of classic songs!

Sweeter than Tupelo Honey as it is tapped from the natural source.

As sweet as sweet can be!

Again Tara has to be the grown-up and remind Willow of the lesson about taking turns and the need for naps and hydration.

Only to maximise snuggle time, of course.

Pictures of the solar system are like the ones my grandmother used to take where she cut people's heads off and they were slightly out of focus compared to the celestial body of Tara Maclay.
And we close on where we came in with Willow and Tara pleasuring each other in such a feral and firecely loving way.

Your grandmother takes photos like I do, they never turn out right

Thanks for your feedback!

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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 94

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“You serious, kiddo? We could have you back next week?”


Willow nodded, blushing slightly at how happy Jesse seemed to be that she could return to work. He and Alice had come over to say hello and Willow had excitedly told her colleague about the doctor’s assessment for her return to work while Alice and Tara went to prepare some drinks.


“Ya missed me?”


“Oh you better believe it,” Jesse replied with a smile, settling back into the sofa he was sitting on, “The temp can’t do shit. Me and Xand asked for a full background check on some two-bit tax fraudster and he didn’t even look into international accounts! We can’t wait to have you back on the team.”


Willow’s cheeks tinged an even darker red before she looked up at Jesse curiously.


“You’re...you’re glowing , you know that?”


Jesse looked mock-horrified.


“Now that you mention it...oh my god, Willow, I’m late. You don’t think I’m pregnant, do you?!”


Willow rolled her eyes and picked up the cushion behind her, throwing it across the room at the man.


“Goof.”


Jesse caught the pillow and grinned, before adopting a semi-serious but still light-hearted tone.


“I’m in love, kiddo. Not something that’s happened to me before. So if I’m glowing, well...it’s all down to her.”


Alice and Tara appeared in the doorway then, both holding a long glass with cloudy-coloured liquid inside in each hand.


“Home-made iced fea,” Alice said, handing one glass to Jesse and sitting beside him on the sofa.


Tara sat on the edge of the armchair Willow was sitting on and handed her a glass as well as Jesse smirked.


“Our women bringing us drinks. Just the way it should it, right Willow?”


“Watch it, mister,” Alice replied, elbowing her boyfriend in the stomach lightly, “Or you’ll have this drink all over your face.”


Jesse’s smirk just got bigger and he wrapped his arm around the brunette’s shoulder.


“You know I like you feisty, babe.”


Willow and Tara exchanged a smile at the interaction between their two very-obviously-in-love friends. It was still a bit of a surprise that Jesse and Alice were actually in a relationship – especially for Willow, since it had come completely out of left field for her, but neither could deny the obvious love that was passing between the other two.


And that was all they cared about. Their friends and family were happy, and after a very rough few weeks, the women’s lives were settling back into its normal pattern.


“So little Willow is coming back to work next week,” Jesse broke the silence with a smile.


“That’s great!” Alice replied enthusiastically, “You must be so pleased.”


“I am,” Willow nodded, before ducking her head slightly, “A little scared about getting back into things, but I’m definitely happy to be doing so.”


“You’ll be great, Will,” Jesse responded with an affection dismissal gesture, “Look how well you settled in when you first arrived. Like a fish to water. You’ve only been gone a few weeks.”


Willow shot her friend a grateful smile.


“Thanks, Jess. I know I can count on you guys.”


***


“Whaddya think? Does this say ‘hey everyone, I’m back and please don’t treat me any different even though I had an inch long piece of metal embedded in my chest’?”


Tara looked up from where she was standing over a frying pan on the stove and gave her wife a reassuring smile as the redhead stood nervously in the kitchen doorway.


“That’s a very tall order to ask of a shirt and pants.”


“Okay,” Willow nodded before plastering a winning smile on her face, “How about this smile? Does this say it?”


Tara transferred the food she had been cooking onto a plate.


“That says your jaw muscles are going to be aching for days,” she replied before setting the plate down on the island, “I made you French toast.”


Willow walked further into the kitchen and sat down on the stool in front of her breakfast.


“Thanks, baby. My favourite.”


Tara could hear the apprehensive tone in her wife’s voice and knew Willow was extremely nervous about going back into work after everything that had happened. She walked around the island and stood behind the redhead, starting to lightly massage her shoulders.


“Don’t you worry, sweetheart,” she whispered lovingly in her ear, “It’s gonna be just fine. You’ve got Xander and Jesse right there with you, and Buffy just on another floor. And I’m going to waiting for you outside as soon as you’re finished. You’ve been itching to get back to work ever since you left the hospital.”


Willow took a few calming breaths and started to tuck into her food.


“I am kinda excited,” she admitted through mouthfuls of French toast, “Baby, this is amazing.”


Tara dropped a kiss on top of her wife’s head and gave her shoulders a final comforting squeeze.


“Enjoy and relax. You’re gonna go into work and you’re going to be the rockstar you always are.”


Willow felt more reassured than she had when she first walked into the kitchen and smiled softly to herself.


“Gonna be a rockstar.”


***


“Welcome back, Willow.”


“Great to see you, kid.”


“Good to have you around again.”


“We’ve missed you.”


“The temp couldn’t do half the work you could.”


“Nice to have you back on the team.”


Willow smiled and thanked each of her colleagues as they expressed their appreciation that she was back at work, blown away by how nice all the men and women she worked with were being, especially since she’d never seen any of them, bar Jesse and Xander of course, outside of the building.


She was quietly thankful when she arrived in the sanctuary of her own little office and settled into her desk chair, running her fingers along the keyboards in front of her.


“I’ve missed you, my pretties,” she said with a grin before the sound of two male voices laughing behind her made her spin in her chair.


“Talking to the machines, Will?” Xander asked with a smile, “I thought they said that bullet didn’t give you any lasting damage.”


“Oh ha, ha,” Willow rolled her eyes, “I’m just glad to be back at work. I don’t know how I survived unemployment for two years. Six weeks at home and I was about to go stir crazy. I mean, Tara was so great, making sure there were books and movies and being home as much as she could for company, but still. It’s a big ole house to be alone all day in.”


“Well we’re glad you’re back,” Jesse said with a fond smile, “We haven’t gotten half the work done since you’re gone. You know, it’s hard to remember a time when we didn’t have you on our beck and call to find whatever information we need.”


“Well aren’t you lucky I’m back then,” Willow grinned, giving a little twirl in her seat, “Oh and I meant to ask you guys, it’s my birthday on the 29th. As is this Thursday? And I was thinking of getting everyone together for drinks at Rico’s? You guys and Buffy plus significant others of course.”


She stopped and turned to Jesse, shaking her head.


“I still can’t believe you’re with Alice. I mean, I’m so happy you guys are happy, but still, it’s so weird.”


“I’m still in shock myself, kiddo,” Jesse laughed.


“I’m in shock that the notorious Jesse McNally has, for all intents and purposes, settled down,” Xander laughed as well, whistling jokingly, “What was it you used to say about one woman being more confining than a male thong?”


Jesse just gave a small blush before shrugging his shoulders.


“Well that all changed when I met the right woman. You guys know what I’m talking about.”


The three friends all shared a smile as they thought about their respective wives, or girlfriend in Jesse’s case, before Xander just slapped Jesse on the back to let him know he understood and nodded at Willow.


“We’ll be there. Rico’s. After work?”


Willow nodded.


“Yea, like 6.30pm or 7pm. That okay?”


“Perfect,” Xander replied and Jesse nodded his agreement, “Okay, so we don’t want to catapult you straight back into things...”


“I’m here to work, guys,” Willow said seriously, “I need to work. My fingers have been aching to bust into some seemingly secure network for weeks. Whaddya got for me?”


The boys relayed the information of the current case they were working on and Willow took the file offered, looking forward to getting back into the swing of things. When they were finished, the guys turned to leave but just before he left, Xander put a hand on Willow’s shoulder and spoke in a low tone.


“The sentencing was last week. He got life, 25 minimum. They were gonna go easy on him ‘cause he was pleading guilty but he had one of his requisite inflated-ego yelling matches in front of the judge. She didn’t take too kindly to it. Just thought you should know.”


He left without another word and Willow exhaled loudly, processing the information she’d just been told before spinning back around in her chair and turning on the computers, ready to spend the day getting lost in algorithms and codes.


***


“Hey sexy, need a ride?”


Tara grinned as she leant down, resting her arms on the windowpane of the car.


“I dunno. My mother always told me I should never get in a car with a stranger.”


Willow scoffed and grinned back, leaning forwards conspiringly.


“Would a stranger know that you have a collection of freckles shaped like a butterfly on your ass or that you go crazy when you get kissed down your hip and then just above your...?”


The redhead trailed off suggestively, waggling her eyebrows and Tara blushed, looking back onto the crowded street to make sure no one had overheard before back at Willow, who smiled and patted the seat beside her.


“Hop in, baby cakes.”


Tara laughed and walked around the car, slipping into the passenger seat and fastening her seat belt.


“You haven’t called me that since we first started dating.”


“I’m bringing it back,” Willow grinned, leaning over for a quick kiss, before starting the car and pulling away from the street, towards their house.


Tara reached a hand over and lightly squeezed her wife's shoulder.


“How was your first day back?”


Willow smiled as she drove, tapping her fingers against the steering wheel.


“I was a rockstar. Tara, it was great. Actually having something to do, to focus on. Oh and I invited the guys for birthday drinks. And Buffy already said yes, so that’s all the gang.”


Tara smiled widely.


“I told you. And we’re having dinner with your Dad and Michelle on Friday?”


“Yea,” Willow nodded, “They’re going to some art gallery opening on Thursday. Means I get two birthday celebrations!”


Tara smiled again and leaned over in the car, placing a gentle kiss on the redhead’s cheek. Willow smiled goofily as they drove the rest of the short drive home, walking into their house. The blonde dropped her bag on the table in the foyer and stretched her arms out in front of her slightly before walking towards the kitchen.


“What do you want for dinner? I could make my lasagne...”


Willow followed her wife into the kitchen and wrapped her arms around her from behind in front of the stove.


“Yummy.”


Tara put her hands over Willow’s on her stomach and leant back into the embrace, sighing contentedly.


“Meat or vegetarian?”


Willow shrugged.


“You choose.”


Tara smiled and tapped her fingers on Willow’s hand.


“You’re gonna have to let go of me so I can start.”


Willow gave a dramatic sigh.


“Okay, fine. If I must.”


She gave a final, tight squeeze before releasing her hold and going over to hop on a stool at the island.


“So you’re settling back into work okay?” Tara asked as she started rooting through the refrigerator.


“Hmm?” Willow asked, resting her chin on her hand as she watched Tara bend over to gather vegetables from the vegetable crisper.


Tara straightened up and turned around, putting the vegetables on the countertop and narrowing her eyes when she realised where Willow had been staring.


“Were you checking out my ass?”


“Yep,” Willow replied shamelessly, grinning and holding up her left hand, “See this little ring? Means I get to check you out whenever I like.”


“Oh really?” Tara asked, smiling a half-smile and holding up her own hand, “So, by your logic, this ring means I get to kiss you whenever I like.”


Willow’s grin got wider.


“That sounds fair.”


She leant over the island and Tara met her halfway as their lips met in a sweet kiss for a few moments until the blonde pulled back, scrunching her nose up with a smile in a way that made the smaller girl’s heart melt for a moment before giving her a final quick kiss and grabbing a knife from the drawer, starting to chop an onion.


“So work was good?” Tara repeated her question from before.


“Oh, yea,” Willow nodded, lighting up, “Everyone was so nice. And it felt so good to be back in my comfort zone again.”


Tara smiled down as she chopped.


“Willow Rosenberg, Hacker Extraordinaire.”


“It’s Rosenberg-Maclay,” Willow corrected, sticking out her tongue and rolling of her eyes.


Tara’s smile widened and she lifted her head to meet the redhead’s gaze.


“How could I forget?”


The couple shared a loving smile for a moment before Tara dropped her gaze again and moved on to chop a pepper. Willow watched her for a moment before clearing her throat.


“Baby?”


“I thought you were bringing back ‘baby cakes’,” Tara replied with a grin, but looked up when Willow didn’t respond, frowning at the pensive, worried look on her face, “What’s wrong, love?”


Willow opened her mouth to speak before clearing it again and taking Tara’s hand.


“He got 25 to life. Xand told me today. He, um, got sentenced last week.”


Tara’s body stilled completely for a moment before she dropped her head again and took her hand back, starting to chop again.


“Good. I hope he’s in for life.”


Willow audibly inhaled.


“Tara...”


Tara dropped the knife and took a deep breath, going around to sit on another stool behind the island, taking one of Willow’s hands and cupping her cheek with the other, rubbing the skin beneath her thumb.


“My father, if you can even call him that, is behind bars, where he’s deserved to be for the past fifteen years. He can’t hurt me again and he most certainly won’t be hurting you. Now, we’re healthy, we’re happy and we’re madly in love. I have closure for that part of my life. All I care about, all I can think about now is our future together and the many, many happy years I’m gonna spend with you.”


“Yea?” Willow asked and got a small smile and a nod in return, “Okay. That’s all I can think about, too.”


Tara leant forwards and kissed her wife between her eyes, on the bridge on her nose before moving down and placing a soft kiss on her lips, then hopping up and going back to the chopping board.


“I think I’ll make it meat. Kinda in the mood for something substantial.”


“Sounds great,” Willow smiled as her wife calmly went about preparing their meal, “Can I help?”


Tara grinned and handed the knife across the island.


“Can you chop and I’ll start making the sauce?”


Willow grinned back and nodded.


“That sounds manageable.”


They both continued making their food quietly, occasionally meeting for a quick kiss until the lasagne dish went into the oven and they made their way to the living room, flopping down on the sofa together. Willow turned the television onto a news channel and cuddled into Tara’s side.


“You’re so comfy.”


Tara giggled as Willow bounced her head against her breasts as she settled into a comfortable position.


“You mean they’re so comfy. Breast-gal.”


“Added bonus,” Willow replied, settling her head against the blonde’s chest, “You’re just cosy in general.”


Tara smiled and began softly stroking Willow’s hair until a ringing sound came from outside of the room.


“That’s your cell,” Willow said, recognising the ringtone, before pouting, “Don’t leave.”


“I’ll be back in a sec,” Tara replied, kissing the top of Willow’s head before standing up and walking into the foyer.


Willow heard her wife talk to whoever was on the other line for a few minutes before the blonde came back into the room, grinning and sat back down.


“Who was that?” Willow asked, settling back into their embrace, sighing contentedly.


“Buffy,” Tara answered, her tone giving nothing away.


“What did she want?”


Tara’s grin got wider and she was glad the redhead was looking ahead and not at her, not wanting to ruin her plans by being obvious.


“Oh, nothing. Just helping me plan a little surprise for your birthday.”

[BuffyFan4ever]

Dibs. Yay.

Great chapter. Sorry to hear about your chest infection. It certainly hasn't affected your writing.

“I’ve missed you, my pretties,”

I was reminded of Garcia from Criminal Minds. They always seem so similar about computers.

Glad to hear about Tara's "father." He'll be in there forever. He doesn't know the meaning of "Good Behavior."

Loved the whole interaction at the car.

Can't wait for Willow's Birthday.

[wolfsbane]

Ooh, happy to see them all happy and put together! Is the surprise the pole dancing? If so, I couldn't be more excited for Friday!

I really love this fic and its unadulterated fluff. It's a great lifter-upper on any stressful weekday.

Wolfie

[zampsa19752001]

Yay for excellent update-y goodness... I'm really glad that Willow is back at work and that they are putting Mr. Poophead affair behind them... Can't wait for Willow's birthday parties and Tara's yummy surprise...

[Alex_Vixen]

I loved that Chapter, dude!!!!

It was great to see Willow nervous about going back to work and how everyone received her. She should be treated like a heroe, damn it! LOL.

And I'm so happy that bastard got sentenced. I hope the other prisoners dont like him so they make him their bitch. Then he'd learn, LOL.

Cant wait to Willow's b-day! Keep up the awesome job, darling!

[leonhart17]

oooh, I think I know what the birthday surprise is!!! and I'm know I'm not the only one looking forward to it!

I love how sweet they are together and how excited Willow was to get back to work! Can't wait for her birthday!

I hope you're feeling better soon!

[taralicious]

“Home-made iced tea,” Alice said, handing one glass to Jesse and sitting beside him on the sofa.

But only Willow gets the glass with Tara's own natural sugary sweetener which she keeps in a bottle labelled rat poison so no one else will use it.

That’s a very tall order to ask of a shirt and pants.”

Hey, the shirt and pants should do anything that Willow asks of them for the privilege of being next to her skin.

That says your jaw muscles are going to be aching for days,”

and she won't even get any enjoyment from the activity that led to the pain; not like spending hours with her jaw muscles buried deep inside Willow's molten core.

“Hey sexy, need a ride?”

I'm your friendly stranger in the black sedan,
Won't you hop inside my car,
I've got pictures, candy, I'm a loveable woman, I can take you to the nearest star.
I'm your vehicle baby, I'll take you anywhere you want to go.
I'm your vehicle woman and by now you surely know.
Because i want you need you love got to have you now,
Great God in heaven you know I love you.
Don't beware these Ides of March. they've got the message.

“Were you checking out my ass?”

Yes, I was. Tara's ass needs to be carved in the side of a mountain. Now that's a national monument I would salute with two parts of my body.

“He got 25 to life. Xand told me today. He, um, got sentenced last week.”

They should string him along with the allure of a probation hearing after twenty-five years and then tell him he's going to rot away in federal prison until they carry him out of there in a box.
.”

Oh, nothing. Just helping me plan a little surprise for your birthday..

Tara is going to work it for Willow, that is going to be so hot.

[Promthea128]

Your updates almost always make me want to squee, or do a happy dance, I love that about them.

[LonelyTara]

So, I don't get an update notification and now no dibs for me. :( But it's okay, because the overall awesomeness of this fic makes up for it! Great chapter, I love to see their lives getting back to normal, and Willow and Tara being so sweet and loving with each other. Now I want lasagna...LOL. And, I too have a sneaking suspicion about the "surprise". Bring on the BIRTHDAY! Now, now!!

Early update?! *gives sad, pouty big-eye*

[Finey_McFine]

Yay...things are getting back to normal with Willow going back to work.

“The sentencing was last week. He got 25 to life. They were gonna go easy on him ‘cause he was pleading guilty but he had one of his requisite inflated-ego yelling matches in front of the judge. She didn’t take too kindly to it. Just thought you should know.”

Not enough time in my opinion. But then again, I think anyone that hurts Willow should be drawn and quartered! Here's to a big 300lb hairy cell mate that likes being a top!

They both continued making their food quietly, occasionally meeting for a quick kiss until the lasagne dish went into the oven and they made their way to the living room, flopping down on the sofa together. Willow turned the television onto a news channel and cuddled into Tara’s side.

I so love these little moments. You really capture them well:)

“Oh, nothing. Just helping me plan a little surprise for your birthday.”

Oh Lord please, please, please let it be half naked Tara doing a sexy pole dance!!!!!

[Laragh]

BuffyFan4ever –

Great chapter. Sorry to hear about your chest infection. It certainly hasn't affected your writing.

Aww yay lol

I was reminded of Garcia from Criminal Minds. They always seem so similar about computers.

They are the ultimate computer geeks of the 21st century lol

Glad to hear about Tara's "father." He'll be in there forever. He doesn't know the meaning of "Good Behavior."

Not a chance he’ll get out!

Loved the whole interaction at the car.

Glad you liked!

Can't wait for Willow's Birthday.

Hope you enjoy the start of it!

Thanks for commenting!

wolfsbane –

Ooh, happy to see them all happy and put together! Is the surprise the pole dancing? If so, I couldn't be more excited for Friday!

It might just maybe may be! You’ll have to wait ‘til Monday though, I’m afraid!

I really love this fic and its unadulterated fluff. It's a great lifter-upper on any stressful weekday.

I’m glad you’re liking it . And yay, ‘cause that’s what I want it to be, just some easy reading after a tough day!

Thanks for your comment!

zampsa19752001 –

I'm really glad that Willow is back at work and that they are putting Mr. Poophead affair behind them...

Me too! And yes, I think forgetting about that ‘man’ is definitely a good thing!

Can't wait for Willow's birthday parties and Tara's yummy surprise...

Here’s her friend’s party and yummy surprise to follow...!

Thanks for commenting!

Alex_Vixen –

It was great to see Willow nervous about going back to work and how everyone received her. She should be treated like a heroe, damn it! LOL.

She was a hero! Don’t worry, all her colleagues know that

And I'm so happy that bastard got sentenced. I hope the other prisoners dont like him so they make him their bitch. Then he'd learn, LOL.

I think it’s safe to assume that he’s gonna be holding on to some burly dude’s pocket for the next how many years until he dies

Cant wait to Willow's b-day! Keep up the awesome job, darling!

Hope you enjoy! And thank you sweetie, loving AV and GA so much too

Thanks for your comment!

leonhart17 –

oooh, I think I know what the birthday surprise is!!! and I'm know I'm not the only one looking forward to it!

It’s coming (and it’s not the only one!) on Monday!

I love how sweet they are together and how excited Willow was to get back to work! Can't wait for her birthday!

Glad you liked and hope you enjoy the start of it!

I hope you're feeling better soon!

Thank you

Thanks for commenting!

taralicious –

But only Willow gets the glass with Tara's own natural sugary sweetener which she keeps in a bottle labelled rat poison so no one else will use it.

Haha. Yes, it certainly is its own brand of poison.... “You're poison running through my veins...
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains... Your mouth, so hot.... Your web, I'm caught... Your skin, so wet...”

Whoops, got carried away there

Hey, the shirt and pants should do anything that Willow asks of them for the privilege of being next to her skin.

They are the luckiest of all fabrics.

and she won't even get any enjoyment from the activity that led to the pain; not like spending hours with her jaw muscles buried deep inside Willow's molten core.

I thought that when I was writing but a pussy joke didn’t seem appropriate

I'm your friendly stranger in the black sedan,
Won't you hop inside my car,
I've got pictures, candy, I'm a loveable woman, I can take you to the nearest star.
I'm your vehicle baby, I'll take you anywhere you want to go.
I'm your vehicle woman and by now you surely know.
Because i want you need you love got to have you now,
Great God in heaven you know I love you.
Don't beware these Ides of March. they've got the message.

I’m sure Willow can think of a different kind of ride to give her woman too

Yes, I was. Tara's ass needs to be carved in the side of a mountain. Now that's a national monument I would salute with two parts of my body.

As would I, although my second body part might not show as obviously as yours

They should string him along with the allure of a probation hearing after twenty-five years and then tell him he's going to rot away in federal prison until they carry him out of there in a box.

He’s not even deserving of federal prison. He should just spend the rest of his days in SHU.

Tara is going to work it for Willow, that is going to be so hot.

I’m looking forward to writing it

Thanks for your feedback!

Promthea128 –

Your updates almost always make me want to squee, or do a happy dance, I love that about them.

Lol, well I’m glad they can cause such a reaction

Thanks for commenting!

LonelyTara –

So, I don't get an update notification and now no dibs for me. :(

*peers around and lowers voice to a whisper* As the author, I’m giving you honourary dibs. But shush!

Great chapter, I love to see their lives getting back to normal, and Willow and Tara being so sweet and loving with each other. Now I want lasagna...LOL. And, I too have a sneaking suspicion about the "surprise". Bring on the BIRTHDAY! Now, now!!

Lol, it made me want lasagne too, I had to go and make some! And the birthday starts now, though the ‘good stuff’ is on Monday. Although I do like Tara’s other little surprise in this chapter, mostly just ‘cause I love the song so much

Early update?! *gives sad, pouty big-eye*

You know, I was actually fully set on trying to get this up for you last night since you know I can never deny a request but I only ended up finishing it like an hour ago (as I’m writing this, which is like 10 mins before posting time lol) Sorry :(

Thanks for your feedback!

Finey_McFine –

Yay...things are getting back to normal with Willow going back to work.

And the angst is forever gone!

Not enough time in my opinion. But then again, I think anyone that hurts Willow should be drawn and quartered! Here's to a big 300lb hairy cell mate that likes being a top

Or alternating months of the burly roommate/solitary confinement. Or we could just give him really, really slippery soap.

I so love these little moments. You really capture them well:)

Oh thank you I love writing them

Oh Lord please, please, please let it be half naked Tara doing a sexy pole dance!!!!

You’re reading my mind, Shel, you’re reading my mind !

Thanks for commenting!

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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

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Happy New Year everyone!

Chapter 95

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Willow felt the last vestiges of sleep leave her body and lazily swung an arm over to the other side of the bed, expecting it to come in contact with the warm body that normally lay alongside her but was instead met by the springy mattress.


Her eyes opened and she pouted when she saw the empty space beside her, slowly sitting up in the bed and rubbing her eyes.


“Morning, birthday girl.”


Willow looked up at the sound of Tara’s voice coming into the bedroom and saw her carrying a rectangular breakfast tray towards her, placing it over her legs. Willow looked down at the tray; a plate of pancakes, a small jug of maple syrup and a small bowl of strawberries sitting on it. She smiled down at the display before scowling at Tara.


“What, you don’t want breakfast?” Tara asked with a small grin, “What’re you frowning about?”


Willow brought her pout out full-force.


“You weren’t here for morning cuddles. A day can’t start properly without Tara-snuggles.”


“Oh, well my deepest apologies,” Tara giggled, slipping back under the covers, sitting up, despite the fact that she was fully dressed already and wrapping her arm around Willow’s waist, “That better?”


“Much,” Willow replied, nuzzling into Tara’s shoulder for a few moments, “Morning.”


“Good morning,” Tara whispered, kissing the top of the smaller girl’s head, “And Happy Birthday.”


Willow turned her head and placed a kiss on her wife's neck before gesturing a hand over the food in front of her.


“Mmhh, thank you. Breakfast smells good.”


Tara picked up the fork on the tray and handed it over to the redhead with a smile.


“Well eat up then!”


Willow poured some of the maple syrup over her pancakes and cut a piece off, popping it into her mouth with the fork.


“Delicious,” she said with a smile, before offering Tara some as well, and finishing off the plate.


When the pancakes were gone she took one of the strawberries and started eating it, then grabbed another, dipped it in the maple syrup and turned to Tara, holding it up to her.


The blonde closed her mouth around the fruit and a small trickle of syrup and juice started running down the side of her mouth. Willow leant forward and kissed it away, moaning in appreciation.


“You taste yummy.”


She quickly picked up the tray and put it on the floor beside the bed before dragging them both into a lying position under the covers and latching herself onto Tara’s mouth, pulling at the blouse she was wearing. Tara, not having anticipated the move, was completely shocked and didn’t snap to attention until she felt two hands cover her bare breasts and glanced down to see her shirt had been unbuttoned and the front clasp of her bra undone in what had been only a matter of seconds.


“Mmhh...oh...” she moaned into the kiss, before pulling back by turning her head to side, “Sweetie, we can’t.”


“Why?” Willow asked breathlessly, squeezing the blonde’s breasts and starting to trail kisses down her neck, “It’s my birthday. And I want you.”


Tara moaned again at the contact, moving back to capture her wife’s lips passionately before pulling away again and holding Willow’s head away from her.


“We can’t. No time.”


“Wha...?” Willow asked, dizzy from the kiss, “Tara!”


“I’m sorry,” Tara replied, closing her eyes to try and control her raging body, “I just can’t be late for work. My boss was so good while you were recovering, letting me take long lunches and leave early. I can’t abuse that kindness by showing up late.”


Willow dropped her head into the pillow and groaned loudly before looking up again with a loud exhalation.


“Okay. Alright. But you better make it up to me later.”


Tara opened her eyes and got a small grin on her face as she thought of her plans for them that night.


“I promise I will definitely make it up to you later.”


Willow nodded definitively.


“Good.”


Tara cleared her throat and glanced downwards, where Willow still had a hold on her breasts.


“I don’t even get a free squeeze on my birthday?” Willow asked incredulously when she noticed the look.


“You’ve been feeling me up for the past five minutes, I think that qualifies as a ‘free squeeze’,” Tara replied with a smile, glancing at the clock beside the bed, “Get up and dressed and I’ll make some coffee before we have to leave.”


“Okay,” Willow agreed, somewhat reluctantly, leaning down for another but much more tame kiss, squeezing her wife’s flesh one last time, “Will you make mine a mocha?”


Tara slipped out from underneath the redhead and nodded, fixing her bra and shirt, still flustered from their embrace.


“Of course,” she replied, avoiding looking at the redhead since she thought she might lose her resolve and jump straight back into bed if she saw those gleaming green eyes, “Mocha it is. See you downstairs.”


She fastened the last button on her shirt before going down the stairs and into the kitchen, pouring and downing a glass of water all in one go. She exhaled slowly, feeling more in control of herself and started making the coffees. She was just pouring the dark liquid into mugs when Willow appeared in the doorway, dressed and smiling.


“I smell delicious chocolaty caffeine,” she said in a sing-song voice, walking over to where Tara was standing.


“Mocha for my lady,” Tara replied, handing Willow one of the mugs.


“Thanks, Tare-bear.”


Willow took the mug and gratefully took a long sip just as Tara reached into one of the drawers a produced a long box, wrapped in shiny blue paper.


“Is that for me?” Willow asked as she put her mug on the countertop.


Tara shook her head.


“No, I just like to wrap up boxes to decorate the house with.”


“You’re getting awfully sarcastic,” Willow replied with a playful smirk, “You’re spending too much time with Buffy.”


Tara laughed and pushed the box towards the redhead.


“Open it. I’m pretty sure you’re gonna like it.”


Willow let out a small squeal and tore open the paper, showing a shoe box. She took off the lid and pushed back the white tissue paper, her eyes widening when she saw what was inside.


“These...I was looking at these online!” she pulled out the knee-high red leather boots that were lying in the box and grinned, “How did you know?”


“You left the page open on your laptop a few weeks ago,” Tara replied with a smile, “I thought you were hinting.”


“I wasn’t, but I’m so glad you thought I was. I love them. I love you,” Willow responded, pulling a boot onto each leg, before a thought crossed her mind and her head shot up to the blonde, “Hey, I tried to bid for these but lost them at the last second! You’re ILW0203!”


Tara held up her hands in defeat and nodded.


“You got me.”


“I can’t believe you sniped me!” Willow said, incredulous but with a smile on her face, “And what kinda screen name is ILW0203 anyway?”


“ILW stands for I love Willow,” Tara explained, somewhat sheepishly, “And 0203 is-”


“The date we met,” Willow replied softly, remembering the significance, before she realised something else and blushed, “So I guess this means you were the one who got that message I sent after the auction ended?”


Tara grinned.


“Oh you mean the one saying I was the rudest fellow auctioneer you’d ever met and that stealing at item from someone right when it’s about to end is like waving a lollipop in front of a child, then snatching it away?”


Willow blushed even harder and ducked her head.


“Well I didn’t know it was you. Hey, did you know you were bidding against me?”


Tara snorted and nodded her head.


“Did I suspect that ‘ilovetaraslovin’ was you? Kinda.”


Willow blushed even harder again, which she didn’t think was possible and Tara smiled at her.


“Your face is gonna match your boots if you keep that up. Let me see them on you.”


Willow gleefully stood and did a little turn, having put her new boots on over her jeans.


“Mmhh, you look so sexy,” Tara said in admiration as she walked over and grabbed the redhead by the waist.


“Hey, did you buy these for me to wear or you to look at?” Willow asked with a grin.


“Both,” Tara grinned back, moving her hands behind to cup the redhead’s butt through her jeans and bringing her in for a kiss, her tongue pushing its way into her wife’s mouth.


Willow instinctively wrapped her arms tightly around Tara’s neck and brought their mouths as close together as possible for a few moments before pulling back with a smirk.


“No time.”


She freed her herself from their embrace and downed the rest of her coffee, before moving to walk out of the kitchen.


“Tease!” Tara shouted after her breathlessly.


“Yea,” Willow’s mirth-filled voice came from the foyer, “Now you know how I felt earlier.”


***


“My round!”


Willow giddily jumped up from her seat and walked over to the bar, ordering a round of drinks for everyone. The gang had been in Rico’s for the past couple of hours, celebrating the redhead’s birthday. They were all sitting around a large table, chatting amongst one another and generally having a good time.


“Hey, Tara,” Buffy said, moving her seat next to the other blonde’s, “Did you get that thing sorted?”


“Oh yea,” Tara grinned, nodding her head, “It got installed during my lunch hour. Thanks for finding the phone number for me.”


Buffy just smiled.


“Debbie was the one who recommended it, she said they’re the most efficient and safe in Buffalo.”


Tara’s grin got wider.


“Good. Oh and thanks for convincing Will to come straight here after work. If she went home to get changed or something it would’ve ruined the surprise.”


Buffy patted Tara on the back and shook her head.


“No problem. Oh and hey, I’m, ah, organising something similar myself for tomorrow night. So...”


“Make sure nothing gets said to Angel,” Tara replied with a wink, “Of course.”


“We’re gonna blow their minds,” Buffy giggled.


“That’s the whole point,” Tara laughed back before glancing down at her watch, “I have to go check on something.”


Buffy smiled and nodded as Tara disappeared to somewhere else in the bar, just as Willow came back carrying a tray.


“Damn, this is heavy,” she said, putting it in the middle of table and taking her own drink off it, sitting down in the seat Tara had just vacated, “Hey, where’s my wife?”


“Bathroom or something,” Buffy shrugged, since she didn’t know exactly where Tara had gone, “You having a good birthday?”


“The best,” Willow grinned, “And thanks so much for my jacket. I love it.”


Willow popped the collar of the red leather jacket – which happened to match her new boots as well – that Buffy had given her as a birthday present, smiling.


“You look hot in leather, Will,” Buffy grinned, “Tara’s not gonna be able to resist you tonight.”


Willow laughed, her eyes twinkling.


“Good, I don’t want her too.”


Buffy smiled a secretive smile, knowing exactly what Tara had planned for that evening before the sound of Tara’s voice could be heard throughout the bar.


Everyone at the table looked up and over to the stage – the same one that Tara and Angel had sang on at the open mic night before – where the blonde was standing at the microphone and a man was sitting behind a piano. Willow met her wife’s eye, questioning what she was doing but Tara just smiled at her.


“Um, good evening everyone,” Tara said into the microphone, keeping her gaze locked with Willow’s, “It’s my very beautiful wife’s birthday today and I know she loves it when I sing. So, Happy Birthday, sweetheart.”


Willow’s face lit up as she realised what was happening and watched Tara nod at the man behind the piano, before the opening bars of Elvis Costello’s ’She’ started to play and Tara began to sing.



She...
May be the face I can't forget,
The trace of pleasure or regret,
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay.
She may be the song that summer sings,
May be the chill that autumn brings,
May be a hundred different things,
Within the measure of a day.



Willow smiled bashfully but didn’t let her gaze on Tara falter as the blonde continued to sing to her, the melodious tune and sweet words being passed between them.



She...
May be the beauty or the beast,
May be the famine or the feast,
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell.
She may be the mirror of my dreams,
The smile reflected in a stream.
She may not be what she may seem...
Inside her shell.



Willow watched as Tara started to sway slightly during the interlude but their eyes stayed locked together, lost in their own little world, until the redhead noticed her wife’s lips moving and realised she’d started singing again.



She...
Who always seems so happy in a crowd.
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud.
No one's allowed to see them when they cry.



Tara held her hand over her heart as she sang and cast a cheeky wink in her wife's direction which Willow responded with an answering wink and blowing a kiss towards the stage.



She...
May be the love that cannot hope to last,
May come to me from shadows of the past,
That I'll remember till the day I die.



Willow could feel her heart pounding in her chest and wanted more than anything to jump up and kiss her wife, to show everyone how lucky she was and how the beautiful blonde was all hers, but was too captivated by her singing.



She...
May be the reason I survive,
The why and wherefore I'm alive,
The one I'll care for through the rough in ready years.
Me, I'll take her laughter and her tears,
And make them all my souvenirs.
For where she goes I've got to be...



Willow blinked away a tear as Tara smiled sweetly and held her hand over her heart, singing the last line with all the emotion she had.



The meaning of my life is she...
She...
Oh, oh...
She.



Willow snapped her herself to attention and jumped up from her seat as soon as the song was finished, rushing to the stage and wrapping her arms around Tara’s neck, kissing her soundly to the sounds of cheers from some of the other male patrons in the bar until she pulled back, looking deeply into the blonde’s eyes.


“I’m taking you home.”


“We can’t just leave your party,” Tara said breathlessly, licking her lips in response to the kiss.


Willow just grinned.


“Sure we can. It’s my party.”


Willow walked – though it was almost a run she was so eager to get Tara home – her wife back to the table and smiled at her friends.


“We’re leaving. Thanks for a great birthday, guys! It was wonderful!”


The redhead didn’t give anyone a chance to answer as she dragged Tara out of the bar, to the sounds of chuckles coming from all of their friends, and into a cab.


Neither were drunk but they’d had a couple of drinks each and weren’t going to drive home with alcohol in their system.


Willow gave the driver their address before climbing onto Tara’s lap and grabbing the blonde’s hands, putting them on her ass as her lips latched onto the taller girl’s neck, not caring that they were probably giving the driver a show.


“That was so beautiful,” she whispered as Tara squeezed her ass through the fabric of her jeans, “And so sexy.”


Willow kissed up her wife’s throat, then captured her lips passionately, letting their tongues duel until the sound of a throat being cleared could be heard, followed by a quiet voice.


“Um, ma’am, it a requirement by law that you wear your seatbelt.”


Willow pulled away from the kiss and sighed dejectedly before moving into the seat beside Tara and fastening the belt over her waist. She then moved slightly and reached a hand over to hold onto the blonde’s far hip as her head turned back into Tara’s neck, not willing to just sit still for the car ride home.


“I loved my surprise,” she whispered as she put her mouth over her wife’s pulsepoint and felt it beat on her lips.


“Huh?” Tara asked, closing her eyes and tilting her head to give the redhead more room.


“A couple of days ago...” Willow continued in a low and throaty tone, licking Tara from the base of her neck up to her ear, “Buffy called. You said she was helping you organise a surprise for my birthday. The singing, right? I loved it.”


Tara bit back a moan and shook her head slightly.


“That was a surprise. But it wasn’t the surprise.”


Willow pulled back at that, curiosity shining in her eyes.


“What is it then?”


Tara grinned as she saw they were driving onto their street.


“I’ll show you as soon as we get inside.”

[BuffyFan4ever]

Dibs

Great update.

“You weren’t here for morning cuddles. A day can’t start properly without Tara-snuggles.”

I want my Tara-snuggles. I'll just have to live vicariously through Willow

I loved the entire interaction about the boots.

Tara singing to Tara was sweet.

“I’ll show you as soon as we get inside.”

I think you're taking lessons from Willow and Tara on being tease

On the comments:
To LonelyTara:

As the author, I’m giving you honourary dibs

Hey I work hard for my dibs. It's the only reason I have to get up at a certain time. Without it I'm likely to sleep until 3pm. Now I know how Willow felt during the auction.

Since you grant requests, let me be the first to ask for no early update.

Can't wait for Monday. See you next year.

[leonhart17]

Aww, that was so sweet! I love the singing! I think Willow's going to be pleased with the actual surprise! And boo on that stupid cab driver ruining the fun!

[LonelyTara]

Very steamy-sweet chapter, and I can't WAIT for MONDAY!!!

Hilarious that Willow unknowingly chewed Tara out for outbidding her, LOL.

And their morning flirt/grope fest was very hot.

*Whispers* thanks for the honorary dibs!

[Alex_Vixen]

WOW! That was awesome!!!!!!!!!

I wish MY birthdays were like that!!!!! *pouts* OH! Cant wait until the next part. DUDE! You're such a tease!

*drools* I wish I was the driver of that cab for a moment....

*shakes head to stop drooling* Anyway, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!! I hope the next year is full of great things for you, my friend. I wish you the best!

Keep up with the AWESOME work!

[zampsa19752001]

Yay for great update-y goodness... I really loved Tara's singing present... Can't wait for Tara's dancing present...