by Alex_Vixen » Sat Jun 12, 2010 3:15 pm
OKAY PEOPLE!!!! IM BACK!!!!!!!!
TITLE:: OPEN MY EYES
AUTHOR:: Alex_Vixen
CHAPTER RATING:: R (just to be safe)
DISCLAIMER:: Oh you know the deal. I dont own them, if I did, I would have treated them WAY better than they did. Anyway, they belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, etc...Im just borrowing them for a little bit.
SUMMARY:: Okay, this is actually the story of a friend of mine... I was thinking about it and decided to write a short story. Willow, Buffy and Faith are friends in college. Uber story, no demons, no vamps, no Hellmouth. *sighs* Im not good for this... lol...
AUTHOR'S NOTE:: There won’t be angst here, I promise... No angst, no drama...there's barely a plot! LOL.... We actually did this to a friend...and I must say it took her less time, LOL....you'll get it later....And everybody knows Im not a big fan of B/F pairing, but I agree with my dear friend Jess that I can’t put F/D together in every fic because it would be boring. So I made it B/F this time.
NOTE 2:: I know I said there would be smut in this chapter…but I decided to not write the smut here. Don’t worry… in Soulmates there will be plenty of smutty goodness and in the other one Im planning to write later there will be a lot of smut as well. I had planned one thing for the ending of this story and I did something completely different… and gotta admit that these past couple of days I’ve been totally focused on Soulmates so..yeah…it wont be very good this ending...lol.
Anyway.... I'll leave you to the chapter...
CHAPTER 3/3
**** A week later…
“Willow, stop it!” Buffy yelled, pissed off.
Willow was freaking out. She had tried every single outfit she had, her entire closet was scattered over the floor right now, and she was pacing around like a caged animal in her purple bathrobe.
“I can’t! I need to look perfect for my date with Tara. Oh my God! I have a date with Tara! Tonight’s the night! Oh God! What if I don’t look good enough? What if I look horrible and she doesn’t want to see me ever again? Or what if I look ridiculous and embarrass her? Oh God! I have to look perfect for-” A hand covered Willow’s mouth to stop her babbling.
“Are you going to stop freaking out, take a deep breath and let me pick something up for you?” Buffy asked her friend without removing her hand. Willow nodded and Buffy pulled her hand away.
“Sorry, Buffy,” Willow said. The redhead took a deep breath to calm herself down. “Buffy, I really want to look…y’know…good, for her.”
“I know you do, Will. And I’ll make sure you look hot,” Buffy said. “She won’t be able to resist your Rosenberg charm.”
“I don’t think I have that charm you’re talking about, Buff,” Willow said and simply stood there while her friend picked up clothes for her.
“So, I have the need to ask you this. How are you dealing with the ‘I’m gonna date a girl’ thing?” Buffy asked while rummaging through her own closet.
“Buffy, I spent every moment I could with Tara this past week. I think I’m great with the idea of dating her,” Willow said and smiled.
“And once again, Faith was right.” Buffy laughed and Willow laughed alone with her. The petite blonde was comparing shirts…then she shook her head and threw them onto the bed.
“This is…surreal, y’know. I mean, who would’ve thought? Me, babbling geeky Willow Rosenberg dating a girl? I didn’t think that would ever happen,” Willow said. “But…I don’t know…The more time I spend with Tara, more I want her, more I want to be with her. I want more and more from her…”
“You’re falling for Tara?” Buffy actually looked surprised.
“I don’t know…I’m not sure…” Willow sighed and started to brush her hair just to have something to do. “I’m not sure what I feel.”
“But you do have feelings for her, right?” Buffy asked.
“Yes, of course. I’m just not sure if what I feel is lust, nothing but desire or… more, I don’t know…I know I have deep feelings for her,” Willow admitted.
“You’ll be fine, don’t worry. So…there’s lust there, huh?” Buffy looked over her shoulder, smiling.
“Faith’s been a bad influence on you,” Willow said, smiling as well. Then she blushed and added: “And yes…There’s plenty of lust there…”
“Oh you so have the ‘something already happened’ face. C’mon, spill it, Rosenberg,” Buffy said. Now the colour of Willow’s face matched her hair.
“While you were with Faith in your date last night we were here watching a movie. We started to make out and…I got her to take her shirt off…I got to see her boobies!” Willow hid her face and giggled like a school girl.
“Boobies? What are you, 5?” Buffy laughed.
“Shut up!” Willow giggled again. Buffy shook her head.
“Great. Now I owe my girlfriend 10 bucks,” Buffy said.
“Why?”
“We made a bet. Faith said you were a breast gal, I said you weren’t. Although I so can relate and understand why, hello! Have you seen my girlfriend? But anyway…thanks, Will, you just cost me 10 bucks.”
“I’m sorry?” Willow said, unsure if she had to apologize or not.
“Okay, get changed. You’re so gonna get lucky with this outfit,” Buffy said. Willow froze.
“What? You think…she may want…”
“I don’t know. You don’t want her?”
“Well, yes, I do but…but I’m not sure if I’m ready to…y’know,” Willow said.
“Don’t worry, Will. When things get too hot, be honest if you’re not ready. Tara’s a great person, she’ll understand.”
****
“Yo, T! Hurry up!”
Faith was relaxing on the couch in Tara’s apartment while was Tara was getting ready in her bedroom. The blonde entered the living room and Faith wolf-whistled in appreciation.
“Lookin’ hot, T! Red’s head is gonna explode when she sees ya. Plan to get laid, huh?” Faith winked and smirked at her friend.
“What? No, no, I don’t…I mean, I do want Willow but it’s just our first date and I don’t think she’s…ready,” Tara said.
“If she’s not already, she will be when she sees ya,” Faith said. “You? You’re ready to get laid?”
“Why do you have to be so…it’s not all about sex, you know?” Tara said while she put on her demin jacket and blushed a bright shade of red.
“I know it’s not all about sex, T. But c’mon, you’re SO ready to get some,” Faith teased her friend.
“Let’s go.” Tara completely ignored her friend’s teasing and grabbed her keys.
Faith grinned and stood up before following her friend out of the door.
There were walking towards Buffy and Willow’s room quietly. Tara was nervous. But not her usual first date nerves. No. These nerves were especial because she wanted to make sure the date was perfect for Willow…
“So, what are you and Buffy doing tonight?” Tara asked.
“Well, the plan’s ordering a pizza, watch a movie and fuck like bunnies,” Faith joked. Well, she was only half-joking…
“You have a serious one track mind, Faith,” Tara said and let out a small laugh.
“I know. But most of the times people think we’re havin’ sex, we’re not,” Faith said, seriously this time. Tara raised an eyebrow.
“Why is that hard to believe?”
“Really, I swear. Most of the time we don’t have sex,” faith said and shrugged. “We usually just…ya know, cuddle and talk or watch TV.”
“Wow…” Tara couldn’t hide her surprise. Faith rolled her eyes.
“We’ve been together for years. You seriously think all we do is fuck?” Faith seriously asked.
“No,” Tara answered. “But you sure act as if it was.”
“Well, we don’t,” Faith said and chuckled.
“I know you don’t.”
****
The two friends got to Buffy and Willow’s room and Faith knocked on the door.
“Hey babe. Red’s ready?” Faith asked while entering the room. She kissed her girlfriend and wrapped one of her arms around Buffy’s waist.
“yeah, she’s in the bathroom,” Buffy said, leaning into Faith’s embrace. “Wow, Tara, you look good.”
“Thanks,” Tara replied and gave her friend a shy smiled.
A moment later Willow came back from the bathroom and Tara’s jaw hit the floor. The redhead was wearing a dark green fitting long sleeve t-shirt with a v-neck cut low enough to show her collarbone and to get just a glimpse of cleavage. The outfit was completed with a pair of fitting black jeans and high heel black boots. She had just the right amount of make-up. Just some eye-liner and cherry lip-gloss.
Willow was froze in place as well…Tara was a divine vision…She was wearing a black shirt that clung to every curve of her glorious body, the two first buttons open to show the right amount of cleavage (enough to make the redhead drool) and a black demin jacket on top. The blonde was also wearing fitting blue jeans and her best Doc Martin boots. Tara only had some eye-liner, to make her eyes pop out like precious stones.
“I think they broke each other,” Buffy told her girlfriend.
“Yeah, you’re right,” Faith said.
“Wow…you look…amazing…” Willow breathed out when she was finally able to speak again.
“You’re…wow,” Tara said.
“Yeah, you both look hot. Now get the hell out of here, guys,” Faith said and chuckled when Buffy hit her arm playfully.
“Yeah, we should get going. The movie will start soon,” Willow said.
“Sure, yeah. We should go,” Tara agreed and nodded.
Willow put on a black cotton hoodie jacket and took her keys from the dresser.
“I’ll call before I come back to make sure you two are decent,” Willow joked before leaving.
“Sure, Red. We’ll be up and waitin’ for ya,” Faith shot back, joking as well, and Buffy laughed.
“See ya later, guys. Have fun,” Buffy added.
Faith and Buffy stood in the door of the room, watching their friends walk away holding hands and looking at each other like love-struck-teens.
“Our Will’s so grown up…I never thought I would see this day. Her first date with a girl,” Buffy said, her eyes watering slightly.
“I know. And I’ve got the feeling T’s the last person Red’s ever gonna date. Those two…a perfect match,” Faith said and entered the room again.
“How do you know that?” Buffy asked closing the door behind her.
“I just know.” Faith shrugged.
“How can you know that?” Buffy insisted.
“I don’t know… I just know, babe,” Faith said.
“You’re crazy.”
“And still you love me.”
“Of course I do.”
****
“Are you sure you want to watch this movie?” Tara asked.
“Yeah, it may be good,” Willow said.
“Okay, if you want to.” Tara shrugged and followed Willow inside to watch Night of the Vampires…
****
Twenty minutes later, Willow and Tara were in the back row of the dark theater. They weren’t paying attention to the movie at all, instead they were kissing softly, not caring about the screams, the blood on screen or if somebody saw them…
****
“Now I know why you picked this movie, Will,” Tara said, her forehead resting against Willow’s as the final credits rolled on screen. “And why you didn’t want popcorn.”
“See? Told ya it was a good idea,” Willow said, placing another sweet kiss on Tara’s lips.
The girls exited the cinema holding hands and giggling like school girls.
“You know, I think I’m kinda hungry. Wanna go have some pizza?” Willow asked while they walked through the main street of Sunnydale. “I know it’s not fancy but Tony’s is the best place in town for pizza.”
“Sure. And I prefer a pizza than a fancy meal, Will,” Tara said as they walked to Tony’s.
****
“I love this place. You can get any kind of pizza!” Willow excited said while they waited for their pizza. They had gotten a nice table by the window and the booth provided enough privacy from the other people in the restaurant. They had ordered a classic Italian to eat.
“I was wondering…wanna go dancing after we finish eating?” Tara asked.
“Sure. Where? The Bronze?” Willow asked.
“If you wanna go there, sure,” Tara instantly agreed. She didn’t think Willow would be very comfortable with the environment of the club Faith, Buffy and she used to go sometimes… “Do you know if somebody’s playing tonight?”
“I don’t know. Are you sure you want to go to the Bronze?” Willow asked.
“Yes, of course.” Tara placed her forearms on the table and took a quick look around. There were a lot of young people out tonight…
“Great.” Willow smiled at her and her hand shyly got closer to Tara’s.
Tara gave Willow that almost shy lop-side grin the redhead liked so much and her hand closed the distance, entwining their fingers together. Both girls smiled and fell into a comfortable silence, lost in each other’s eyes…
****
“Are you sure you want to go dancing?” Tara asked as they walked to the Bronze, holding hands and stealing quick kisses from time to time.
“Yeah sure. Why not?” Willow asked.
“I’m just asking you because five minutes ago you were whining about how much you ate,” Tara joked. Willow gasped in mock indignation.
“First, missy, I do not whine. Second, I’m ready to get my grove on. Third… well, I think with the first two is enough,” Willow said. Tara chuckled.
“Okay, but no alcohol for you, Rosenberg,” Tara said. She had the hunch Willow wasn’t the kind who drank alcohol very often and she didn’t want her to get drunk.
“Excuse me? I will drink if I want to. For your information, I can hold my liquor pretty well, ya know,” Willow replied.
“I’m not taking chances with you, Will. I won’t let you drink alcohol,” Tara said back. She was enjoying teasing the smaller redhead. “Wait, maybe I could let you drink some…that way I could have my way with you easily...”
“You think you can get me drunk so you can have your way with me?” Willow said and chuckled. She stopped in the middle of the street and pulled Tara to her, bringing their bodies together. Their mouths were only an inch away and the tips of their noses touches slightly. “Ya know…you don’t need to get me drunk…” Willow’s voice was a mere whisper.
“Wha… What?” Tara looked at her, truly surprised.
“C’mon…let’s go,” Willow said and almost dragged a still shocked Tara, who was still holding her hand.
They arrived to the Bronze. The club wasn’t as packed as Willow feared at first, apparently nobody was playing that night so there weren’t many people. They sat in one of the comfy couches until Willow said she would get drinks for both of them.
Tara watched the redhead walk away and unconsciously bit her lower lip at how good Willow’s butt looked in those jeans. The blonde shook her head, blushed and looked down at her lap.
“Here you go,” Willow said and placed a glass in front of Tara with a light green liquid inside.
“What is this, Will?” Tara asked. The blonde lifted the glass and examined the contents.
“This is called Mariela,” Willow said. “It has mint liquor, egg liquor, vodka and Corona beer.”
“Wow…Well, let’s try it…” Tara took a sip. “Wow…a bit strong. But nice. It’s…yummy actually.”
“It is. Don’t drink too many though or you will have a hangover…well, let’s just say, trust me on this one,” Willow said and chuckled before taking another sip of her green drink.
“I’ll trust you, don’t worry,” Tara said and let out a small laugh.
A couple of drinks later, Willow stood up, the alcohol in her system fueling up the fire within her.
“Wanna dance?” The redhead asked.
“Sure,” Tara said and stood up. When she stood up, Tara found out herself blinking several times, trying to clear her head, which was a bit fuzzy. “Wow… there was alcohol in that drink…”
“Well, yeah. Are you okay? Sit again if you’re not. I knew I should’ve gotten you something else. Stupid,” Willow told herself.
“No, Im fine. I guess that was a bit more of alcohol than Im used to. I only drink beers usually,” Tara said and took Willow’s hand. “But, let’s go…I wanna dance with you.”
“Let’s go…”
The strong beat of the bass accompanied their hearts beating. They got into the rhythm easily, their bodies close and hands together, palm to palm.
Breathings got heavier, hips rotated to the beat and sweaty skin begged for contact… Not a hair could fit between the two dancing bodies and they were trying anything to be even closer…
Tara wrapped her arms around the redhead’s waist and leaned closer, as if to kiss her, giving her time to decide whether she wanted to be kissed or not. The redhead brought up her free hand (the other was holding onto Tara’s hip) to interlock her fingers into Tara’s hair and pulled the blonde into a heated kiss that Tara happily returned.
****
Willow was pressed against the door while Tara kissed her with wanton passion. Somehow they had managed to walk back to Tara’s apartment without striping each other in the middle of the street. Maybe it was the alcohol cursing through their veins what was making them so bold or the fact that neither of them could keep holding back what they felt towards each other…
Willow moaned when Tara started to suck on her pulse point and the blonde’s fingers found their way beneath the redhead’s t-shirt and beneath the redhead’s bra and were now playing with rock hard nipples almost roughly.
“Bed…now…” Willow panted and whimpered when Tara pulled away completely. The blonde’s breathing was heavy and her body was burning with desire. Tara rested her forehead against Willow’s.
“Will…are you sure…you wanna do this?” Tara asked.
“Yes. I want you…I need you…” Willow answered with pleading eyes and throaty voice.
“If ya want to stop…just-” Tara was cut off by Willow’s lip on hers and the redhead’s hands unbuttoning her shirt while making her walk backwards until they both fell on the bed.
****
“Whoa…That was…amazing,” Willow breathed out and rested her head on Tara’s chest.
“It was,” Tara agreed.
They were naked, covered in sweat and couldn’t stay apart. They needed the skin on skin contact just like they needed to breathe.
“Tara?”
“Yes?”
Willow looked up from her position.
“I don’t usually do this…”
“Me either.”
“And…” Willow sighed and sat up straight Indian style. She seemed lost in thoughts for a few minutes until Tara placed a hand on Willow’s knee.
“What is it?” The blonde asked, hoping she hadn’t done anything wrong or that Willow didn’t regret what had just happened.
“I just…I was wondering if…I don’t know, what happens now?” The hesitant redhead asked her.
“What do you mean?” Tara asked. She had a pretty good idea what she meant but Willow needed to say what she wanted first.
“What happens now? I mean… was this just a one night thing? Or all you want from me is sex? I don’t know…I just want to know what happens next,” Willow said and sighed. She hated when she didn’t understand things…
“What do you want to happen?” Tara asked.
“I don’t want this to be a one night thing…or a sex only thing either… I don’t know…I just…I feel so good when I’m with you, and I think about you all the time. And I want to be with you and…And I want to try, if you want to as well. I want to try to make this work…” Willow babbled and Tara looked at her with eyes full of emotion.
“I want that too, Will,” Tara said. “I want to see what we can be together. How far we can go, together.”
Willow gave her a bright smile and leaned in to kiss her passionately.
“This sounds cliché…but I think this is the beginning of a great relationship,” Willow joked and kissed Tara’s lips as her fingers interlocked into Tara’s hair one more time…
THE END
Okay...that was the end... To be honest, if I hadnt gotten caught up in Soulmates I could have written something better... *sighs* but it could have been worse...
