by ambercissism » Mon Oct 29, 2007 9:08 am
Chapter 17 [center]FALLING[/center]
“You’re beautiful, Tara.” Willow repeated firmly, her eyes not abandoning Tara.
***
Tara was too dumbfounded to comment, she was bursting with excitement and at the same time, her libido was commanding her to touch Willow. She felt her heart racing and everything seemed to change. As the fire grew languid and dimmed the surrounding area, and as the silence continued to roam around, and as the room grew warmer and as her nose caught the scent of Willow’s cologne in the air, only one thing was on Tara’s mind:
Kiss Willow.
The struggling sensation that she was suppressing earlier had grown wilder and fiercer. And now, Tara seemed to be battling with the devil, as she was trapped in this enchanting moment with Willow. Never in her life had she felt so hot and aroused as now. She tried to resist it, but her mind was not reasoning decently at the moment. Her body was not cooperating either, and she was dragged into the path of wanton madness. Without any hesitation she crossed the room with just three strides, never tearing her sight away from Willow. Her left hand reached out for the back of Willow’s neck, drawing Willow closer to her before sealing the distance with a fervent kiss. Everything seemed in a maddening daze as their bodies finally touched. How delicious Willow tasted on her mouth, how fresh and hot those thin lips felt on her full ones, as she continued to explore Willow’s mouth with her conquering tongue. She surprisingly discovered how her body reacted wildly as she finally felt Willow’s warm body make contact with her for the first time.
***
Willow couldn’t believe it; as Tara’s lips sealed her own. It was like a dream coming true. She closed her eyes in that instant, savoring every second of Tara’s soft mouth conquering hers. Having her was all she ever wanted. She almost cried from the overwhelming sensation of how Tara’s lips were seeking her, how they wanted her. She got more inflamed as she felt Tara’s hand caress the back of her neck possessively. Possessively, she made a mental note. When Tara’s kiss deepened, Willow felt this intense maddening sensation that she never thought was there, but suddenly existed. She began to feel dizzy, as this strange sensation dominated her. Instinctively, her left hand enclosed Tara’s waist and pulled her closer; while Tara’s body pressed against her, she continued to relish the delicious taste of Tara. Mouth, tongue, hands, breasts were reunited as one. Their body contact was too much for her to take in, and a moan escaped her mouth. Willow felt the need to have more skin contact. She released the hand that was holding Tara’s waist and found its way to Tara’s throat. But before her hand could roam further, a cool air passed through her mouth. She opened her eyes and a gap suddenly appeared between her and Tara. She worriedly sought Tara’s gaze, panicking for the sudden retraction…
Tara felt the need for air, and she reluctantly released her lips from Willow’s. As she opened her eyes, the realization of unintentionally kissing Willow utterly struck her. She pulled away and released the hand that was caressing Willow’s nape, and glanced at Willow with a shocking regret. Before Willow could say or react to what she had done, and before Willow could give her another loving gaze, her eyes averted Willow’s own. Tara ran upstairs, never looking back at Willow and leaving her confused as hell. She frantically went straight to the guest room.
After locking herself in the safety of the room and still panting, she leaned back on the door, and traced her lips with her trembling fingers. “What have I done?!”
Never in her life had she acted so bold like that!
“Tara?!”
The panic stricken voice of Willow pleading at the other side of the door yanked Tara out from her thoughts. “Shit!” with her heart still hammering from the nearness of Willow, she moved away from the door as far as she could.
“Tara, please… open the door!” Willow cried out.
Tara gathered her strength and sanity as the shocking realization of kissing Willow subsided. She must come up with an alibi; she started pacing to and fro in the room, “come on think!”
“Tara?! Please?!”
Her heart bled as Willow continuously pleaded and knocked on the door. How she wished that she could just open the door and let her come in… come in to her heart. However, “g-go to sleep Willow!” she replied, as firmly as she could.
“No! I won’t. Unless you open the door and talk to me!” Willow exclaimed.
Tara was becoming disoriented, “There’s nothing to talk about!”
“You’ve kissed me! That’s something to talk about!” Willow expressed deeply.
Panic had already overcome Tara, as Willow stubbornly refused to be dismissed.
“It’s a mistake!”
The words surprisingly escaped Tara’s mouth and she was taken aback; then regrets followed… “Oh God…”
Tara waited anxiously for Willow’s reply with a heavy heart. She grew worried when a sudden pause occurred. Knowing Willow, she would not give up easily.
“Will?”
Tara walked carefully towards the door. She reached for the knob, held it and pressed her ear on the wooden door. Her heart hammered wildly, and her hands sweated as the deadening silence continued. Her right hand began to shake, and was about to turn the doorknob, but the sound of footsteps followed by a door closing refrained her from unlocking. She sighed, and was not sure if she felt relieved or sorry. But she knew only one thing: she was not ready… She knew that once she faced Willow, she would get lost, and as much as she hated to admit, captured.
***
“It’s a mistake!”
The words seared in Willow’s thoughts and heart. She had not recovered yet from the pain of being dumped by Buffy, and now, another person she loved rejected her again. Her self-esteem subsided, and her reasoning was clouded with frustration and disappointments. And before knocking again, she was reminded by the truth: Tara has a boyfriend. Without having any second thoughts, she turned around and walked away. She went to her room with her heart broken.
Lying on her bed, she heard the heavy downpour outside and suddenly felt the night become colder… darker… as she dissolved into tears and succumbed to sleep…
***
Tears of regret began to fall from Tara’s eyes as she remained awake, and tossed sleeplessly on the bed. “It’s a mistake!” The words kept on penetrating in her head. She was consumed with guilt and had considered going to Willow’s room and explaining to her that she did not mean to tell her that. But then again the sanest side of her had persisted over, and decided that she will just talk to Willow in the morning; maybe tomorrow she could come up with a better explanation… or perhaps the truth.
***
Tara was roused from her slumber as she heard footsteps on the stairs, and subconsciously thought of Willow already awake. She dragged herself out of the bed and put on the bathrobe that was lying by the foot of the bed. Thinking that it was already time for her to prepare breakfast for Willow, she walked towards the door. But as she was about to turn the knob, the scene from last night flashed into her thoughts, and she was reminded of the inevitable moment.
“Oh god.” She sighed and was stunned for a second. Whether she likes it or not, she must face Willow and explain what had really happened last night. But what would be the sanest thing to say? That she was just carried away by the situation and ambiance, and that Willow happened to be there when she was thinking of the person that she loves? Which she would of course tell Willow that it was another person; or would she finally have the guts to tell Willow that she really wants her? She brought her hand to her temple and began to rub it as she struggled to come up with a convincing reason. She paced to and fro for a while before unlocking the door, and then she took a deep breath and composed herself.
When Tara crossed the threshold, her mind was already made up and went downstairs with an air of confidence in her. As she passed the living room her eyes caught the time on the clock that was on the wall, nine-thirty. She walked further to the direction of the kitchen and opened the door widely, as if to announce to Willow her presence.
“Willow we need to ta-” Tara was taken aback.
TBC
Last edited by
ambercissism on Mon Oct 29, 2007 11:22 pm, edited 2 times in total.
. i love this story and cant wait to read more, hope its updated very soon 
that you will post soon.
. I'm still stuck with the question 'did Willow and Tara get with the smoochies' in my head 
. Anywayz thats all, update Please... 
Akyire
