Title: The finest things in life
Author: Wired
Rating: NC17
Summary: Okies, well, Willow and Tara are together already, and all of the Scoobies will be present, with a few old faces appearing too......
Buffy is the slayer. Willow and Tara have their own house and are already with the marriage *glazed eyes...* yay!.....
Feedback: Please?! it would be real cool if ya could!
Disclaimer: I do not own Willow or Tara, or any of the BtVS characters, they are Joss' blah blah blah......
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Willow swept around the room, checking over every last place, picking up pens and books in the process. Still no sign of it. She had had enough. Quietly making her way down stairs, she came to meet an unfamiliar pair of eyes that she searched through and still had no recollection of ever meeting this person.
"You must be Willow, hey! i'm Chantalle."
Not registering with Willow she nodded knowingly and smiled as she continued to walk through the kitchen.
"If you're wondering, Tara just sent me in to get some ice, she's burning up out there in the sun, you really should get that parasol fixed, poor girl's dying out there."
Willow turned around to face the new dark haired girl.
"Oh, yes i will, just- where is Tara? i can't see her out there,"
Standing at the living room door stood Tara, complete with bikini and sarong, blue, with hints of red was leaning slightly on the door frame, her eyes just peaking through her blonde, long hair.
"I snuck in through the other door."
Turning round slowly, Willow mumbled the words " Hey baby, are you ok? why don't you come in- holy crap!" Her eyes popped out of her sockets as she saw Tara's curves exposed.
"What's up Willow? i thought you were working on your maths paper?"
"Oh, w-well i was looking for our, thing, it isn't where it is....new friends? i don't remember her at the wedding..."
Chantalle sat down on a stool, observing the interactions between both girls. "Tara, where's the ice?"
"Oh! sorry, you were looking for ice!" Willow woke up as she ran to the freezer on the other side of the room. Carefully pulling out the frozen peas, she found what she was looking for. Carefully placing them back so they didn't fall was the tricky part.
Tara casually moved over to the redhead, coiling her arms around her from behind.
"Hey, what were you looking for?"
Re-tracing her steps in her head, Willow finally reached arm-flinging point.
"Oh, yeah, that, um, i was looking for our Vibrator, actually." She whispered.
Moving her hands slowly down Willow's torso, she felt a deep breath fill the redhead's lungs.
"Why was that? thinking of having a bit of fun now eh?"
Willow was now fighting for breath, Tara was loving it.
"Tell you what Will, go upstairs, i'll be up in 5 ok? I know where it is, but we better check if its working, you totally destroyed it last time....."
Willow shot straight upstairs, fumbling over a stuffed frog and shrieking profoundly.
"Eeeek! Tara! who's is that?!"
"Oh, thats mine, sorry Willow." Chantalle said, carefully picking it up and stroking the fuzz off of it.
"Ok, well i gotta go!" and she darted up stairs.
Tara, feeling a lil bit queasy, apologized to her friends outside in the backyard, explaining that she felt ill because of the sun, and that she needed to fix the parasol right away.
With all 4 friends leaving, she closed the door and took a deep breath. Heading upstairs quietly, she peeked through the gap in the door, seeing Willow walking around, flinging calculators off of the bed and onto the floor.
"1 1 is what Will?"
Strategically placing an elbow on the neglected calculator, she forced Willow to comply.
"Can you pass me that calculator please baby?"
"What calculator?" Tara asked innocently, coaxing Willow over to the bed.
"Oh, your elbow is on-"
Without warning Tara grabbed Willow, pulled her down, and put her hand down Willow's pants.
"Woooah boy! you ok Tare? has the sun effected your brain's stability? cos that was....mmmmmmm, never mind......"
Surprised at he lover's wetness, Tara picked up the vibrator and stuck it down the redhead's trousers, inserting it slowly, but hard. Hearing Willow groan so loudly, Tara decided to turn the "spin" on at the bottom of the vibrator. Slowly it whirled, picking up speed as Willow rode it, forcing Tara's jaw drop.
Letting go of the vibrator, it rested nicely in Willow's pants, Tara climbed on top and kissed her lover softly, just as Willow pulled her down, and whispered into her ear,
"And i was supposed to be the one teasing you!"
Smiling coyly, Tara lifted Willow's bra, seeing her nipples standing on edge, as she put the redhead's whole left breast in her mouth, concealing it, and hastily flicking her tongue over it, still watching Willow. She was now holding onto the bedposts of their four poster bed, keeping her groans to a minimum.
"You're holding back Will!"
Trying to speak, Willow managed to mumble, "There are kids outside! lil 5 year old kids! the windows are open and its way too hot to- oh my god! Tara this is sooo mean!"
Happy with Willow's desperate cries, she switched off the "spin" and carefully pulled out the vibrator. Hearing a groan, then a whimper, Tara brought herself up to Willow's eye level.
"Tara! no?! why did you stop!?"
"Well baby, its 4:30pm, and its sooo hot, i was wondering if you wanted to do abit of sunbathing with me? we can do it in the lil conservatory thingy that Xander and Buffy built,cos y'no it isn't finished and is without a roof....."
Liking this idea, a ruffled Willow smiled broadly, sitting up, moaning as she did so.
"Wow, you just sat up, you're that horny? man this is gonna be fun..." Tara slurred teasingly, making Willow pout.
"Yes! that bad! i'm gonna get a drink, you want a lemonade? i think i'm gonna die through sex deprivation, need fluids, and maybe a cookie?....." She continued to mumble as she left the room.
"Sure,Will. I'll have a lemonade." Chuckling at the cuteness of her wife, the blonde picked up the vibrator, and hid it in one of Willow's pencil cases.
"Will you gotta study some more, i'll help ok?"
"Nooooo! math is sucky, makes me sooo non-horny! but i suppose i have to..." Willow shouted upstairs as Tara met her gaze at the bottom of the staircase...