Title: Happily Ever After
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Joss Whedon.
Notes: All praise for this wonderful update should go to rezeaka, who wrote at least 80% of this part. So thank you very much rezeaka.
Part 31
Tara walked listlessly around the house, completely bored. Nap time was usually her favorite part of the day as she and Willow would use that time for snuggles and smoochies, but today Willow was far too busy with work. She had even hung the do not disturb sign on her office door, so Tara was left to her own devices. She would have cleaned if there were anything to clean, but since the introduction of the chore chart the house had been spotless. She flopped down on the sofa and flipped through the channels before turning the television back off. She hadn't really expected to find anything interesting on, but it was worth a shot. She figured she might as well go down to the basement and clean that. She had at least an hour before the kids would be up. She grabbed the baby monitor and headed down the basement stairs. She and Willow had been meaning to get around to straighting out all the boxes that had been thrown down there when they moved in fourteen years ago. It didn't seem like they'd been married that long, maybe that was because everyday she fell in love with Willow all over again. She sat down on the floor in front of the boxes all set to sort them and store them according to Willow's specific instructions for organizing family treasures. They had a shelving system with different colored boxes for each possible category of memory that could exist. She already knew what was in her boxes and she wasn't really in a mood to reminesce about her past, so she started with Willow's boxes. Some of Willow's things had been sent from her parent's house, and Tara had never seen their contents, so she began with those. She opened the first box, which was filled with various awards Willow had received as a child, including one from Xander that read, "Willow, Koolest Gurl in the 2nd Grad." She put them all in folders according to her grade she received them in, and placed them in Willow's storage container for school mementos. The second box she opened had some pictures of Willow as a baby. She came across one of Willow dressed as a computer for Halloween. She must have been only two or three and she looked absolutely adorable in that big card board box. She also found a few pictures of baby Willow wearing nothing but her birthday suit.
"Hey, baby, whatcha doin?" Willow asked coming up behind her wife.
"Nothing," Tara said casually hiding the pictures from Willow's view, "just going through these boxes."
"Find anything interesting?" Willow asked as Tara stood to face her.
"Now that you mention it, I might have," Tara said smiling mischeviously.
"And would you be hiding these treasures behind your back?" Willow asked making a feeble attempt to retrieve the items from behind her wife's back.
"Maybe," Tara said deflecting her hands and stepping away from Willow. "Do you want to see what I have?"
"Yes," Willow said nodding enthusiastically like a child. One by one Tara showed Willow each of the pictures. "Tara give me the pictures," Willow said holding out her hand. Tara laughed and shook her head no. "Come on," Willow said moving closer to Tara.
"Mine," Tara said shaking her head no.
"Tara," Willow said moving to her so quickly she didn't have any time to react. Willow pushed her back against the wall, and kissed her passionately, removing the pictures from Tara's hand, then breaking the kiss. "Mine," Willow said waving the pictures triumphantly. Tara grabbed the pictures back from Willow and threw them to the ground, then captured Willow's lips for another kiss. She moved her hands to the front of Willow's shirt and began quickly unbuttoning it.
"The kids," Willow said breaking the kiss and stopping Tara's hands.
"Are sound asleep upstairs," Tara said pointing to the baby monitor on the basement stairs, "and they'll be that way for at least another twenty minutes," Tara said extricating her hands from under Willow's and continueing to unbutton.
"Oh... well uh, since you put it that way," Willow said changing her mind as she felt her nipples respond to Tara's hands brushing softly over them as she unbuttoned her shirt.
Willow ran her hands up Tara's arms watching intently as the look on Tara's face turned to hunger, awe, and love all at once. As Tara bent slightly Willow let her hands slide up her lover's shoulders and then down her sides, the red heads frustration with Tara's clothing increasing the more she let her hands roam. As she reached the bottom of Tara's shirt she grabbed a hold and immediately pulled it up and over Tara's head, letting it fall at their feet as Tara got the last button on Willow's shirt undone and brushed it off from her shoulders letting it fall on the floor next to her own discarded shirt.
Removing Tara's shirt had revealed the beautiful neck that her blonde hair had been covering and Willow began kissing and nibbling it all over until Tara stood back up and took Willow's face in her hands, kissing her like she hadn't tasted her for months, momentarily stunning Willow who finally managed to come back to reality, "Mmm... Tara... God... how... long... has... it ... been?" Willow asked punctuating each word with a kiss.
"Hmm? Oh... God... at... least... two... weeks... Since... the... slumber.... party," Tara replied between kisses, as she started fumbling with the button to Willow's jeans, the thought of how long it really had been since they had any time for just each other setting in and filling her with even more desire for Willow as she ripped open the rest of her fly.
Willow meanwhile had moved her hands to the task of removing Tara's bra. Pulling Tara away from the wall enough to get her hands behind and unhook her bra.
"Mmm... front," Tara gasped.
"Just... just a sec, Baby," replied a flustered Willow.
"No... Will... front," repeated Tara, as she slid her hands around the back of Willow giving her butt a squeeze before tugging the jeans to get them off.
"I think I've... almost... got... it," Willow said as she felt Tara's hands move around to her own front and begin unclasping her bra. "Mmm... wait... what? OH FRONT!" Suddenly what Tara was hinting at 'clicked' in Willow's brain as she brought her hands back around to the front of Tara's bra and quickly unlatched it, running her hands firmly over Tara's full breasts before pulling her closer into a long kiss and letting their breasts brush together.
Tara brought her hands to Willow's breasts and began caressing them, softly at first, then more forcefully as her desire built. She broke the kiss and quickly nibbled her way down Willow's jaw, to her ear lobe, and finally to her neck. Her hands continued their ministrations to Willow's breasts until her lips caught up with them and took over allowing her hands the freedom to finish getting Willow's jeans off.
Willow's head fell back as she ran her hands through Tara's hair pulling her closer, enjoying the attention she was paying to her breasts. "Mmmmmm.... Taraaaa....," she whispered throatily.
With that, Tara turned them both so Willow was leaning against the wall and dropped to her knees, kissing Willow's curls through her underwear and reaching her hands around the back of them. As she grabbed a hold of the back of Willow's panties with her hands, she grabbed the front with her teeth and manuevered the fabric down to Willow's knees where she released her grasp and let it fall to her feet. Willow began to step out of her underwear, but was stopped as Tara ducked her head between Willow's legs and began licking Willow's clit urgently. Willow gasped at the feeling of Tara warm tongue touching her most intimate spot, "Taraaa... oh... Godddddddd," she glanced from side to side fumbling at the wall for something to hold on to as the motions Tara was making with her tongue were quickly causing her to lose any sense of balance. Her eyes and hands made their way back down to her beautiful wife where she found Tara looking up at her hungrily, entwining their fingers briefly, until Tara placed Willow's hands on her shoulders sensing her need for balance. Tara made quick use of having her hands free again and let them roam as far over Willow as they would reach, up to her breasts, down her back, all the way down to her ankles, and slowly back up the insides of her legs until they reached Willow's hot dripping center. Tara continued her tongue's reunion with Willow's clit and ran her fingers softly around Willow's opening in a gentle circular massage that left Willow gasping. "Tara... ohhhhhhhh GOD..... uhhhhhhhhh... TARA."
Feeling herself getting close, Willow moved her hands from Tara's shoulders to the back of her head as Tara quickened the pace of her tongue and allowed Willow to determine the amount of pressure she applied. Tara felt Willow's body begin to shudder and gently slipped two fingers inside her lover to tease her g-spot immediately sending Willow over the edge. "TARAAAAAAAAA!!! Ohh... fuck... God... TARAAAAAA!!! Mmmmmmm..... ohhhhhhh..... ohhhhhhhhhh... TARA! BABY! YES TARAAAA."
Tara felt Willow's body begin to relax and began to gently withdraw her hand from her love until she was stopped by a soft but firm Willow hand. "Not yet baby," Willow said as she swayed gently back and forth, "you feel sooo good inside me," she said with her eyes still closed and a look of ecstacy on her face. Tara gazed back up, blue eyes fixated on her love waiting for those beautiful green eyes to open. Finally with a sly half grin Tara decided Willow was taking a little too much time to get those emerald eyes back open and took matters into her own hands... literally. She began fluttering her fingers back and forth inside her love and quickly flicking her tongue at Willow's clit, keeping her eyes focussed on Willow's knowing the surprise would force open the eyes she was longing to see. And open they did, wide as saucers, along with her mouth which fell open to take in some much needed air. "TARA!!!!" Willow was instantly convulsing again. "Baby... ohhh.. but... I was... gonna... mmmmmm.. TARA.... fuck... ohhhhhhh... magical.... you .... you're... Tarrrrrrrrrrra.... tongue.... ohhh.... fingers.... Tara.... baby... turn... it's... your.... turn... Mmmmm.... GOD... TARAAAAAAAAA!!!" Willow finally decided enough was enough as her last orgasm came to a close, and now it was Tara's turn. Releasing her grip on Tara's head, Willow placed her hands under Tara's arms and began pulling her back up towards her so she was standing, all be it very wobbly as her legs had long since fallen asleep while she was having her way with Willow.
Willow locked her hands in her lover's and abruptly turned them so Tara was now the one leaning on the wall. She lifted her arms and pinned Tara against the wall, pausing briefly as volumes of emotions were communicated between the two lovers in a single gaze as they looked into one another's souls. Willow felt as though her heart would burst. Tara had filled her life with so much love and happiness, she could never thank her enough. A slight grin crept onto Willow's face as she thought to herself, 'well, I can definitely think of one way to START.'
She began kissing Tara hungrily, eventually letting her hands run down the blonde's soft, but strong arms, making their way to her breasts and letting them fill her hands, then extending her hands to let the palms begin teasing Tara's nipples in a circular motion. She continued kissing Tara, their tongues dancing as Tara brought her hands down, cupping Willow's face, relishing in the softness of her love. Willow began to let her right hand roam down to Tara's center while continueing to tease Tara's breasts with her left hand, only to discover that she still hadn't gotten Tara out of her skirt and panties. "Hmmmm.. what's this?" She asked with mock astoundment breaking their kiss and looking down, "How on earth did we get this far with you still wearing clothes?" Before Tara had a chance to reply, Willow began kissing and caressing her way down Tara's belly until she was kneeling in front of her favorite area of her lover. Tara lifted herself away from the wall so Willow could pull her skirt off, but instead the red head grabbed onto the bottom of Tara's skirt, pulling it up and over her head and disappeared underneath it.
Tara gasped as she felt Willow slip her hands up the back of her legs softly, then grab a hold of her underwear to pull them off. Willow slowly ran her tongue over Tara's clit a couple of times before leaving a trail of sensual kisses down the inside of Tara's legs as she guided her panties down, finally flinging them out from under the skirt so they landed halfway across the basement. Willow kissed her way back up Tara's legs, spending just a little extra time tickling the inside of Tara's knees with kisses that left her wife breathless.
Finally a mischevious pair of green eyes emerged from under Tara's skirt, "You know, I do believe it's getting a tad warm under here," she said before giving a firm tug at the garment, dropping to the floor as she eagerly situated her head between her wife's legs and began kissing and teasing her.
"Mmmmmm.... Willow," Tara sighed as she ran her fingers through Willow's fiery red hair, grabbing on tight. Willow wasted no time getting Tara to the point she wanted her at, rapidly flicking her tongue over Tara's clit and gently entering her wife with two fingers. Slowly at first, but then faster as she felt Tara's muscles begin to respond to her ministrations. She felt jolts of pleasure beginning to surge through the blonde's body. Tara's breath began to grow heavy as her hands grasped tighter onto Willow's hair gearing up for the release that was about to take place. Willow began to feel her lover go over the edge as she continued thrusting her fingers in and out of Tara, "WILLOW!!... Oh.. GOD!!" Tara gasped her body shuddered out of control. Willow felt Tara begin to release her grip and she slowed the pace of her tongue, wrapping her lips around Tara's clit and kissing it sensually.
"That was..." Tara said resting her body back against the wall.
"Yeah, it was," Willow said standing up, embracing Tara and kissing her again before gathering up their clothes.
"Thanks," Tara said still a little breathless, as Willow handed her her clothes. They both began dressing quickly as it was almost time for the kids to wake up.
"We should do this everyday," Willow said buttoning up her shirt.
"I can't disagree with you there," Tara said looking around the floor for her panties. "Will, have you seen my underwear?" Tara asked looking at her wife. She was completely dressed except for that one item which she would prefer to put back on under her skirt.
"Are you talking about these?" Willow asked holding up Tara's panties.
"Yes," Tara said grabbing for them.
"Nope, these are mine now," Willow said shoving them into the pocket of her jeans.
"Will," Tara said.
"Nope, you're just gonna have to go get another pair, or go without," Willow said smiling.
"Vixen," Tara said placing a light kiss on her wife's lips. "Do you hear that?"
"The kids are waking up," Willow said. "That means back to work for me," she said as they both headed up the stairs. Willow headed for her office, and Tara made a mad dash for the stairs hoping she could get to their bedroom before the kids completely woke up. She rushed into the bedroom, leaving the door open a crack, adn was pulling on a fresh pair of panties when she heard Soleil's voice.
"Did you have an accident?" Soleil asked.
"Sort of," Tara said deciding that was the only way she could explain the unusual behavior to her two and a half year old daughter.
"It happens, don't worry, I won't tell Mommy," Soleil said.
"Thanks," Tara said scooping her daugther up in her arms, "Is Katey awake yet?"
"No," Soleil said yawning.
"How about we go downstairs and you help me make cookies for when everyone gets home from school?" Tara said.
"Peanut butter cookies?" Soleil asked.
"Sure," Tara said.
"You don't have to bribe me with cookies, I promise I really won't tell anyone," Soleil said.
"I know, Sweetie," Tara said.
"Okay, then let's go make some cookies."
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~Spencer~
"Too bulky, I prefer my women in spandex."
-Xander- season two, Halloween
by Lonewolf22 » Fri Nov 01, 2002 1:54 am 
... very nice update! 
the bet was too funny...Willow lasted all of 5 minutes but who could blame her 
It's just like Anya to get upset over missing out on a money making opportunity. Loved the update Mainer 
Great Update! 