Hello Kittens,
I have a short fic for you. I hope you'll like it.
Title: Seeds of Beauty.
Author: Julia DeRoussie (JujuDeRoussie)
Rating: Either R or NC 17, I'm not exactly sure of the border there...
Disclaimers: I do not own any of the characters, I only own the fantasies.
Summary: A journey picking up seeds to find a treasure.
Feedback: Oh yeah! Please!
Note: Thanks sera for helping me to find a title.
Note 2: Unbetaed work. (By the way, if someone is willing to beta me...
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Seeds Of Beauty[/center]
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They had never made love. Always had urgent sex, but never made love. They never had taken the time to sensuously discover each other's body. And that, Willow decided, just wouldn't do.
Willow wasn't sure if she could say "to make love", because she wasn't sure of what she felt. Well she was sure but not ready to admit it to herself. Let alone to Tara. And even though the blonde witch had made it perfectly clear that she was in love with her, Willow still had insecurities. Fear.
Still, she wanted to have long and sensual sex with her lover. So far they had flirted, kissed, and had urgent sex after some spells had gotten them all horny. So they had not taken the time to discover each other's body. Willow thought it was fine for Tara. The blonde woman was so shy and so insecure about her body. She had always more clothes on than Willow, and even sometimes didn't let Willow touch her. It was silly, she had such a beautiful body. Willow needed to show it to her. Plus she had seen something she wanted to check out more closely.
And that's why she was in Tara's bedroom while the other woman was in class. To surprise her lover.
***
The last few weeks had been heaven for Tara. Well almost heaven. She was Willow's, and that was great. She was not her girlfriend yet, but maybe she would be one day? At least Willow was attracted to her. But then, maybe it was only the magic. Never had they had sex without coming out of an arousing spell.
Part of her wanted to believe that Willow chose those spells on purpose though.
But only a tiny part that was fast shushed by all other parts.
***
As Tara approached her dorm some hours later, she felt something weird. As if... Willow. She felt Willow. Why Willow would be there? Something must have happened and she needed help. Or she wanted to do a spell. Selfishly, Tara hoped for the last one. No baddies and a horny making spell, definitely better.
She entered her dorm room, and gasped.
Nothing was really out of place, and it was not full of candles, but there was incense, and an air of joy... And a seemingly naked Willow under the cover. An asleep seemingly naked Willow in her bed.
Tara put down her bag, and sat delicately on the bed to watch the peaceful redhead unguarded. She was beautiful, she had a little frown on, her lips were slightly parted. Her hair was tossed on the pillow, only some tips arriving on her shoulder. Freckled shoulder. So very freckled. The skin was so inviting. Tara had to force herself to not give into her urge to kiss and nibble at the creamy flesh.
She got up from her bed and walked to her desk, wondering if she should wake Willow up or not. At some point, her brain decided she should let Willow sleep, and even join in. And strangely, her whole body agreed with this idea. So she took off most of her clothes, letting only her panties on, and putting on a big tee shirt. She never felt really comfortable with her body, yet for once she didn't feel like covering and hiding her legs.
She went under the cover behind the red haired witch, and spooned against her. She inhaled the wonderful scent that was Willow, sweet and deep at the same time. She wanted to hold Willow tightly to her, but she was not sure she could. So she just spooned, her right hand barely grazing Willow's hip, her left arm being more bothering her than anything else. The redhead was naked. And it delighted Tara.
She soon fell asleep against her love, hoping for all she was that someday, the other woman would call her that too.
***
Willow awoke with a start. She had not meant to fell asleep, but it was so comfy in there. She loved Tara's place, and her bed even more. It smelled Tara. Nothing smelled better than Tara. Well she had some ideas of what could smell better than Tara herself, but none of them had taken this step. Yet.
Her body was awaking too, and her brain registered soft legs against hers, and a hand against her hip. Tara was there, against her. This was nice. To wake up against the blonde witch. Willow felt as if this was where she belonged. Into Tara's bed. Into Tara's arms. So she was in love with another woman, then what? It wasn't loving another woman that worried Willow. It was to love. Period. To love and then to be rejected. Like with Xander, with Oz... With her own parents.
Enough. It was enough excuses. To live you need to be a bit daring, to take risks. This was one risk she was willing to take.
Willow turned slowly to face Tara. She watched her angelic features, and sighed. She couldn't help but kiss the blonde's lips. Her cheeks, her jaw. She kissed the blonde's ear and whispered.
"Baby, Tara? You're so beautiful Tara. Please wake up, I... I have something to tell you baby."
She kissed the ear again and then, the blonde's temple. She smiled as she saw for the first time that under the soft hair there, there was a light mole. Not the ugly kind. The nice discrete kind. The kissable kind. That's actually what she did. She kissed it.
Tara stirred, but didn't open her eyes. She mumbled something unintelligible. It made Willow smile. This powerful witch, strong woman with a mysterious but surely painful past, was plain cuteness.
"Tara? Open your beautiful eyes for me please? I have something important to tell you, and then to show you. Show me your beautiful blue, baby."
Tara was dreaming a so very nice dream. She had a naked Willow in her arms, kissing her and calling her baby. It was great. These kisses felt oh so very real.
"Sweetie, you're right there, wake up now, please?" Willow was getting a bit impatient. As cute as Tara was, her nerves to tell her how she felt were going away.
Tara opened her eyes suddenly, hearing the desperation in her love's voice. She realized it had not been a dream, and couldn't help but grin.
"H-hi"
Willow saw the grin on Tara's face and answered it with one of her own. She didn't try to resist the urge to kiss her, and felt the happiest in the world.
"Tara, I..I love you. There, I said it." She was worried for a moment of her lack of babble, could she have only thought this? Or did she actually say it?
Tara was struck. Did Willow just say she loved her? She felt tears pool in her eyes. She didn't know what to say, she was afraid of saying anything that would make Willow change her mind. Nobody loved Tara but her mother.
Willow saw the flood of emotion in Tara's eyes. She also heard the lack of answer. And it frightened her.
"Tara? Please say something? That you don't love me, or that you love me too, or anything, really but something? Please?" she was desperate.
This broke Tara out of her trance.
"I l-love you so much Willow." At this point her tears flowed freely onto her cheeks.
Willow held Tara close to her and kissed her lips, her cheeks, next she kissed her tears away. Her eyelids. Her whole face.
Tara captured Willow's lips, and they kissed. Passion, longing, love. Wanton. Their tongues started an intricate dance, and their hands tried to push the other closer if possible.
They shifted position, Willow coming on top of Tara, enjoying the softness of the blonde's curves. And the softness of her tee-shirt. That's actually when she remembered she was totally naked. Strangely, she didn't care. Tara was caressing her back, never daring to go under the imaginary belt. And it was starting to frustrate Willow. The softness of the tee-shirt also was starting to frustrate her. She wanted the soft skin.
She broke the kiss and looked Tara in the eyes. She wanted to say so much, but she didn't know how to speak. There, in the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen, she saw unconditional love, but also fear.
"Shh Baby, don't be afraid. I won't disappear. I love you. Please don't be afraid."
Tara nodded, blushing to have been caught, yet happy that Willow understood her. And hoping it was all true. She leaned in to kiss Willow once again, but Willow soon left her lips to kiss her nose, her forehead, a temple, then another.
"I noticed you had small cute moles here and there. Is it a sort of map to a treasure hunt? Where will I find more?" Willow said, kissing the one she saw earlier, and then making her way toward Tara's ear, behind which she knew she could find another small one.
Tara shuddered in delight. These little kisses on sensible spots were really nice. And when Willow nibbled at her earlobe and then sucked on it, she couldn't help but moan. Her hands went to caress the red locks, massaging the scalp just above the redhead's neck. She trailed one of her hands down Willow's back, lightly scratching the smooth skin. And then she didn't hesitate anymore, she reached the bottom and gripped a cheek tightly, forcing the red witch's center into her.
Willow moaned and let go of the ear she was playing with, she looked back into Tara's eyes and said nothing, she couldn't talk, her want was too much. So she just kissed the blonde hard. Her right hand went on Tara's thigh, and up to the tee shirt hem. She once again locked eyes with Tara, and started to make her way under the offending piece of cloth. Tara nodded, and kissed her love once again. Everything was alright, a bit frightening, but it would be alright. Willow loved her. She said so.
Willow caressed Tara's soft belly, making light circles. She wanted so much this woman. She wanted to show her how much she loved her.
Willow started to take the tee shirt off, hoping Tara would not shy away at the last minute. When Tara actually took it off forcefully herself, Willow was surprised. Then her eyes descended on the blonde's chest, and she saw the magnificence. And then two arms came to hide this beauty, but Willow would have none of it.
"Don't. Look at me Tara. Baby look up." Shy blue eyes met loving greens. "You're beautiful, don't hide from me please. You're so beautiful." Then to try to lighten the mood. "And look! More moles for my treasure hunt". And Willow went to kiss a mole on Tara's left shoulder, and one next to it. And another, and again another. She kept doing so until there were none left on Tara's left arm. And she kissed the blonde's hand, then turned it to kiss her palm, then her wrist. And then she kissed again all the15 moles. Once she was kissing the wiccan's left shoulder again, she started to nibble, and to suck. And then kissed up to the collarbone and then the neck. Up to the ear.
Then she whispered.
"So beautiful. Who knew moles could be so sexy?" And she kissed again the one on Tara's left shoulder. "I know a language where it is called Grains de Beauté, seeds of beauty... those must have known it could be sexy."
Tara's hands were still caressing Willow's back, but they wanted to touch something else. She gripped the redhead's round ass and pulled her into herself. Feeling Willow's breasts against her own, and Willow's wetness on the top of her thigh.
"Mmm Tara".
Willow started to caress the blonde's upper body, her belly, her sides, around her breasts. Suddenly, her right hand closed itself on Tara's breast, who moaned in delight.
"Yes!"
Willow searched for a short moment for another point to kiss. Another point in her treasure hunt. She found one and dived for it. On the left side still, on the breast bone. She kissed it, and then kissed the skin around it, and then, she made her way in the valley between both mounds. Her hair caressed Tara's soft skin too, and the blonde had more and more trouble to control herself somewhat. Her nipples were hardening, and begged for some attention. But Willow wouldn't give in... yet. She had spotted yet another dark point, on the left side of the breast, right next to the armpit. It seemed most of the moles were on the left side. Well almost all.
Once she was finished with this place, she answered the begging of the dark pink nipples, and kissed each of them, smiling at the mole on the right nipple. She kissed it yet again, and then sucked on it.
Tara was enjoying all of this. Moaning her approval, and encouraging the redhead by pulling her closer, her hands buried in red tresses, her nails scratching the scalp. This was so good. Urgent sex had been very good, but this was better.
"W-willow!" She wanted her so much, she needed her. She needed her lower.
Willow moaned, having Tara's nipple in her mouth while her other hand was teasing the other one was delightful. So good. But now she craved for more. And the way Tara was starting to move her hips, and her moans, the red haired woman could tell that Tara too, wanted more. So she stopped making love to the blonde's nipple, and started to kiss her way down. Loving as much of the smooth skin as possible. Loving every inch square of Tara's body.
Her hands started to caress Tara's thighs, teasing the skin where the panties protected the skin from view. But she pulled past the border, and the fabric couldn't protect Tara's skin from Willow's finger. She didn't quite touch her though, only caressed the soft skin, grazing some soft hair. She looked at Tara, and smiled. Tara looked back at her, and there was only want and love in her eyes now. Gone were the doubts. The arousal was too strong to let silly insecurities waste everything.
Willow kissed the panties clad mound, and slowly took the cloth off. Her hands made it slowly slide along creamy thighs, past bony yet kissable knees, along soft and tender calves, and then past the ankles and the feet. But Willow kept the right foot in her hand, and kissed the dark point on the Fourth Toe. She then looked at the left foot, and sure enough there was a mole on it.
She then kissed the left ankle, and was happy to see that the right ankle had also a point. Kissing her way upward, she didn't find any point until she reached the top left thigh. And the right. She breathed in the delicious scent of Tara, and was so happy to discover that she had been right. This smell was oh so wonderful. She kissed the mound, and heard Tara moan in pleasure. The blonde spread her legs a bit wider, the move spreading her lips and discovering her pink pearl of pleasure. A swollen and gorged pearl of pleasure.
Willow had an evil grin plastered on her face, she looks straight into Tara's eyes and said...
"See, I told you, your Seeds of Beauty were going to lead me to the treasure".
And she plunged to take her treasure, and make it hers.
***
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Thanks for reading...
Julia
Ok so I edited, but not too much, I promise kitten, just put the plurial where I kinda forgot it, and corrected when I mistyped... (we'll say that it was mistyping and not silliness ok? But I didn't change my phrasing!)
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Wow.That Sweetie,was wonderful.Sexy and romantic and just gggrrrooowwlll... 
I followed this very closley.LOL And they are in some very convenient spots it would seem. 
RC
) that's so cute and realy gives an extra dimension to your fics, it makes it more romantic 
