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Title - An Everyday Life
Author name – beautiful_love a.k.a. Jessica
Rating – NC-17
Disclaimer - I don't own these characters.
Feedback- absolutely
Summary- Totally AU - Tara meets Willow - the happy bumblings of falling in love - I'm not too good at this summary thing.
Notes: Oh my God! Thank you all for hanging in there… if any of you are still hanging that is. This has been one hell of a month so far. But I found five minutes to sign on here and post this so here it is. This was actually way harder to write than I thought it would be and I have a newfound respect for the rest of the writers on this board. Any thoughts on likes/dislikes/intrigue/disgust/etc. let me know. Enjoy.
Chapter Eighteen B
Previously…
“Can we get out of here?” Tara whispered in between kisses. “I mean… You know… Can we-”
“Absolutely,” Willow said, kissing the blonde once more before pulling away and standing up. She reached down to help Tara up and then started quickly walking towards the parking lot, which at that moment, was beyond too far away for her liking. The two girls practically ran to the car, rushing past joggers and elderly couples out for a Sunday stroll. They jumped into the car, slamming their doors at same moment before crashing back together, their lips hungry for each other, hands roaming over each other.
“Wait a second,” Tara said, pushing the redhead away. “Where are we going to go? Faith’s at my apartment.”
“Buffy’s not home. She and Dawn are having a sister’s day out,” Willow said as she started the car and threw it into reverse, spinning out of her parking space. She pointed her car out of the parking lot and pulled into traffic without even looking, distracted by the feeling of the blonde’s lips moving up and down her neck as her hands wandered over her torso. She made it back to the Summer’s residence in record time, parking the car and killing the ignition before turning to her passenger, locking their lips together again.
“Come on. Let’s go inside,” Willow said between kisses. “Now.”
Willow pushed the front door open and pulled Tara inside behind her, only to be pinned back against said door by the blonde, their lips crashing together once more.
“Are you sure Buffy’s not home?” she asked, sliding her lips down the redhead’s slender neck.
“Yeah,” Willow answered, her head thrown back against the door as she felt Tara’s hand reach under her shirt, scratching along her back. “Her and Dawn are supposed to be gone all day.”
“Thank God!” Tara said, her lips finding the other girls again. Willow just giggled into the kiss and pushed off the door, steering a now giggling Tara backwards towards the staircase.
“Come on,” she said, pulling away and grabbing the blonde’s hand as she rushed up the stairs. They ran into the redhead’s bedroom, Willow slamming the door behind them, both still slightly giggling as they kissed once again. “You’re still sure about this right?” Willow asked, pulling back slightly to catch the blonde’s gaze.
“Yeah, wait, is something wrong?” Tara asked, suddenly worried by the redhead’s questioning.
“Oh, no, not exactly,” Willow said, sliding her arms around the blonde’s waist and pulling her closer, a smirk on her face. “I was just hoping to get another demand from you along the lines of ‘Just take me inside and fuck me.’”
“Well we’re already inside,” Tara said. “And how’s this for a demand.” She stepped back half a foot from the redhead, reaching to the hem of her t-shirt and pulling it over her head in one quick motion, shooting the other girl a lopsided grin that caused Willow to audibly swallow.
“That’ll work,” she answered with another giggle as she pulled the blonde to her, their lips meeting once again. Tara once again giggled along with the redhead as she pushed her back towards the bed, climbing into her lap when the back of Willow’s knees hit the bed, forcing her to sit down. “So I have a question.”
“Ok,” Willow said, wondering why Tara had waited until she was half naked in her lap to start an interrogation session.
“So do you babble in bed too?” she teased, that sexy half grin Willow loved gracing the blonde’s face.
“Guess you’ll just have to find out,” Willow said, grabbing onto Tara’s backside and flipping them over so she lay on top of the surprised blonde before meeting their lips together again in a passionate kiss. She couldn’t help the quiet moan that escaped her as she felt Tara gently nip at her bottom lip before softly sweeping her tongue along the bite mark. She sighed as she felt the soft skin under her hands as her right hand brushed along Tara’s side, her left along the blonde’s back.
She knew she wanted to relish every moment of this and take her time but as Tara’s kisses became more and more insistent she knew she wasn’t going to be able to take it slow. She wanted the blonde below her more than she’d ever wanted anyone else and knew she was just moments away from not being able to control herself.
Tara moved her hand from the silky red strands at the nape of Willow’s neck to the bottom of her shirt, gently tugging upwards.
“Will…” she breathed between kisses. “Your shirt… Definitely getting in the way here.”
“Sorry,” Willow said with a giggle, pushing herself up on her hands to give Tara some more room to pull. The blonde made quick work of the t-shirt there as well as Willow’s bra as the redhead sat up further and leaned back, her gaze glued to the freckled torso in front of her.
“Wow.”
“What’s wrong?” Willow asked, self-consciously, moving her arms to cover herself.
“No, nothing’s wrong,” Tara said, sitting up as she grabbed Willow’s hands and pulled her closer. “You’re beautiful.” Willow shyly smiled at her and leaned in for a quick peck.
“Thank you,” she said, wrapping her arms around the blonde’s neck, before kissing her once again. “Though nowhere near as beautiful as you.”
“Oh, I beg to differ. But we can go back and forth on this for a while and there’s something better I can think of doing than debating each other’s attraction,” Tara said, smiling as her lips trailed down the redhead’s neck.
“Oh really?” Willow asked, her eyes closed at the sensation. “And what’s that?”
“Nothing that involves talking,” Tara said as she flipped the redhead back onto the bed, pinning her there as her hands roamed the newly exposed skin, her lips moving down to the slender girls collarbone.
“How about screaming?” Willow asked as she pushed her head back into the bed beneath her, her breath quickening when Tara’s hand ran along the side of her breast.
“That’s acceptable,” Tara whispered as she nipped at the redhead’s earlobe, her hands moving closer and closer to where Willow desired.
“Oh Tara!” Willow sighed as the blonde’s hand found her sensitive left nipple and gently teased it.
“Wow, if you’re going to say my name like that for this you can babble all you want,” Tara teased, smiling at the redhead. Willow just started at the blonde, her green eyes darkened, mouth agape. Thinking it was perhaps the sexiest thing she’d ever seen, Tara smiled once more before moving her mouth down, placing it over Willow’s right nipple, her eyes never leaving the intense green above her.
Willow tried to keep her eyes open but found it impossible as Tara flicked her tongue teasingly back and forth, her hand still pinching her other nipple, the double assault too much for Willow to take. Tara smiled once more as she watched Willow’s head fall back against the bed once more, a deep sigh escaping her lips as the blonde doubled her efforts.
“God Tara, that feels so good,” Willow said as she pulled her fingers through the blonde’s hair, tugging gently. “Come here.” Tara complied and moved her lips back up to Willows, feeling Willow’s tongue demand entrance as their lips met once again. Willow moved her hands from Tara’s hair, down to her shoulders and around her back, making quick work of the bra clasp she found there and eagerly pulling it off her as she rolled them over once again. She broke away from the kiss and stared down at the beautiful girl below her, lips swollen, pupils dilated. She swallowed hard at the site before leaning back down, meeting her lips to Tara’s once more for a moment before sliding her tongue down the slender, graceful neck, tasting the sweetness of Tara’s skin, her hands moving to the blonde’s breasts.
“Mmm Will,” Tara moaned. Willow smiled as her mouth moved further down, meeting the blonde’s collarbone and then moving around the stunning breasts she found there, teasing the blonde for a moment, avoiding the hardened nipples there, pleading for her attention. “Please Will,” Tara begged from above.
“Whatever you want,” Willow said, nipping at the Tara’s lips quickly before wrapping her lips around the blonde’s right nipple, gently suck as her tongue flicked back and forth at the same time.
“Mmm, yeah,” Tara sighed as Willow moved her mouth back and forth, giving both breasts equal attention.
The moans and groans abover her spurring her on further Willow moved a hand to the button of Tara's jeans, easily sliding it through the hole and yanking the zipper down. She grudgingly pulled her mouth away from Tara's left nipple to remove the blonde's jeans, Tara's kicking feet making the process go much faster. She stared down at the beautiful woman below her, now just in her underwear and found she was literally speechless. Seeing what the redhead was thinking, Tara just smiled and pulled their bodies back together, pressing her lips into Willow's as their skin made contact. Scratching her blunt nails down the redhead's back she was a little disappointed when her fingers met the top of Willow's jeans. Not wanting to break contact for longer than necessary Tara rolled them over, unlodging the button and zipper as they went and slid the denim off of Willow's lean frame, never once breaking their heated kiss.
"Wow," Willow gasped. "That was graceful."
"I've thought about this moment a lot lately," Tara admitted with a smile, her lips trailing down Willow's neck once again. Willow just moaned in response as Tara's lips quickly descended, hitting some of the most sensitive spots on her body. Leaving more open mouth kisses over Willow's abdomen, Tara reached down once more, quickly pulling off the final barrier beteween her and her goal, feeling Willow's fingers weave through her hair once again, tugging insistently as she left a gentle nip on the protruding hip bone she'd reached.
"Tara..." Willow pleaded from above. She expected more teasing from the blonde but as their eyes met, Tara just gently smiled at her and gave a slight nod.
"Anything for you baby," she said, her stare lingering for just a moment longer before focusing her attention south. Positiong herself between Willow's legs she slid her hands up the slender thighs in front of her before hooking her arms beneath them and grabing the redhead's hips, holding her steady as her tongue took the first long, slow lick up the girls center.
“Oh fuck!” Willow gasped as Tara’s tongue finally flicked at her clit, teasing it as her hips rolled upwards, begging for more. “Please Tara.”
Keeping her eyes focused on the deep green above her, Tara doubled her efforts, her tongue moving faster and harder on the redhead, grasping her hips harder as Willow’s hips began to buck faster.
“Oh God Tare! Right there! Mmm that feels so good!” Willow tried to hold her head up and keep the blonde’s gaze but the feelings undulating through her were coming too fast and it was only a moment later that she felt the feeling of release start to roll through her body.
“Tara!” Willow threw her head back as her orgasm overtook her, her entire body taut in ecstasy for a moment before slumping back into the bed, her limbs still shaking in the aftershocks, her breath ragged. Tara lay her head on Willow’s thigh and watched as the girl above her came back into herself, smiling gently at the beautiful sight. A few moments later Willow came back to herself enough to lift her head, her eyes meeting the blonde’s.
“Come here,” she said, lifting her arm. Tara deposited a kiss on the hip bone near her face once more before quickly scrambling up the redhead. Willow smiled at her as she felt the weight of the blonde on top of her, leaning forward to place her lips against Tara’s. “That was… I don’t even know. I’m at a loss for words.”
“Good?” Tara suggested, nervously biting her bottom lip.
“More like amazingly incredible,” Willow said with a giggle. Tara just smiled down at her for a moment, loving the adorable sound, before softly kissing her once and laying her head on the redhead’s chest. “Hey now, don’t get too comfortable there missy.”
“Why?” Tara asked, looking back up at the redhead. “Is s-something wrong?”
“Oh no. But I believe it’s your turn now,” she said with a mischievous grin as she rolled the blonde over onto her back and attached her lips to the elegant neck below her. For her part Tara started her own bout of giggles at Willow’s eagerness but the laughter cut off short as a deep moan escaped her when the redhead’s mouth latched onto her nipple once again.
Though she could’ve stayed in the spot for hours, Willow wasted no time moving along, her mouth tracing down Tara’s stomach as her right hand reached further down, pushing the last garment between them off the blonde and slowly slid her finger up through the blonde’s wetness.
“Oh my God, Will!” Tara’s head whipped forward, watching as the redhead continued to cover her stomach with kisses, her fingers continuing to slowing move back and forth.
Deciding that it wouldn’t be fair to tease Tara since the blonde had been so accommodating to her, Willow slid the rest of the way down the blonde’s body and let her tongue take the place of her fingers, relishing in the taste. Hearing the whimper above her, she moved her tongue to the blonde’s clit and wrapped her lips around it as her tongue continued its ministrations.
“Fuck Will, that feels so good!” Tara sighed, winding her fingers in the redhead’s hair, her tugging becoming more and more demanding as she got closer and closer to the precipice.
Willow hummed in appreciation as she felt Tara give one final tug and her body go rigid beneath her. She continued her gentle attention until the blonde had fully come back down, kissing the blonde as she moved up her body.
“That was incredibly amazing,” Tara said as Willow settled next to her, wrapping them both in the spare blanket she kept at the end of her bed. Willow just smiled and snuggled closer, wrapping her arms around Tara from behind, savoring the feel of her skin against the blonde’s.
“Well just so you know, this was not in my plans today. You were totally the seductress here,” Willow said as she pulled Tara tighter against her, unable to get close enough.
“Me?”
“Yes you. You with your racy, after-run outfit and roaming park hands and just your all around sexiness. It’s a wonder I held out for this long,” Willow teased, kissing Tara gently on her temple.
“Well, officially, you don’t have to hold out any longer,” Tara said, rolling towards the redhead and kissing her deeply on the lips.
“Really? So… I don’t have to wait to do it again?” Willow smirked. Tara just raised one eyebrow, her half smile gracing her face. “Awesome,” Willow said, rolling the blonde onto her back and kissing her again.
******
The sound of persistent knocking on the front door finally brought Faith out of the impromptu nap she’d fallen into on the couch, remote still in hand, an infomercial for a vegetable grater playing quietly on the TV. She rubbed her eyes and slowly stood up, allowing her limbs to stretch before making her way to the door, where the knocking continued.
“Hey,” she said, her voice a combination of sleep and surprise as she opened the door. She pushed it open wider and stepped to the side, allowing a timidly smiling Buffy to enter.
“Hey,” she said, depositing a quick kiss on the brunette’s lips before wrapping her arms around her slim torso and resting her head on Faith’s shoulder.
“What are you doing here?” Faith asked as she pushed the door closed and wrapped her arms around the blonde. “I didn’t think we were seeing each other tonight.”
“I just dropped Dawn off at school. She had a paper to finish so our day got cut a little short.”
“Oh. Ok,” Faith said, enjoying the feel of the blonde’s arms around her but sensing that something was bothering her. Deciding to just enjoy the moment she squeezed the blonde against her and dropped a kiss on the top on Buffy’s head before pulling back and taking her hand. “Well come on in. You hungry? Thirsty?” Faith asked as she pulled her girlfriend into the kitchen and opened the fridge, realizing she hadn’t eaten anything since that morning.
“No I’m fine,” Buffy answered, leaning against the counter, staring down at her feet. Faith waited for her to say something else but she was quiet as she continued to stare at her shoes, watching her toes wriggle from within.
“Buf? Are you ok?” Faith asked, closing the refrigerator and moving towards the blonde.
“Hmm?” Buffy asked, finally looking up. “Oh yeah. I just was hoping to have more time with Dawn today. Just kind of bummed.”
“Well I’m sure she wouldn’t have blown you off unless it was really important,” Faith said, moving to the cupboards, hoping to find something appealing to munch on.
“Oh I know that. Anyway, I was going to just call it day and go home. I saw Willow’s car in the driveway when I got there and thought maybe I could get her to entertain me for a while but… she was entertaining someone else…” Buffy drifted of, a hint of a smirk on her lips.
“Willow’s with Tara,” Faith said, not connecting the dots.
“Yeah. She’s with Tara,” Buffy repeated, waiting for her girlfriend to catch up. It took a moment but Faith finally turned to the blonde, a look of surprise on her face.
“What happened?”
“Well I walked into the front door to a symphony of screaming ‘Oh yeah’s’ and ‘right there’s.’ I decided it was best to leave immediately,” Buffy said, her smirk growing wider.
“Oh wow,” Faith said as the laughter bubbled out of her. “I had no idea they were actually… Wow.”
“I know. And might I mention, they got to that point way fast than we did Miss Self-Controlled,” Buffy said, pointedly glaring at the brunette in front of her. Faith just smiled and pulled the blonde to her, wrapping her arms around her waist.
“I’m terribly sorry that I worked overtime to restrain myself from pouncing you on our first few dates. How can I make it up to you?”
“I have a few ideas,” Buffy said, backing out of the kitchen and towards the brunette’s bedroom, her arms still wrapped around Faith’s neck.
_________________ Anya: I don't like the sound of this. They don't sound very ex-demon compatible. Tara: Are you sure they're English? I thought English people were, um, gentler than uh... normal people. An Everyday Life
Last edited by beautiful_love on Thu Apr 21, 2011 4:05 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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and some nakedness...
I am totally in love with this story.
Beautiful Stuff from Beautiful Love – makes sense! 
