Hacker Confidential [AU] (Complete)

[Zampsa1975]

Yay for great update-y goodness... Pole-dancing class really made me laugh... Can't wait until Tara surprises Willow with her mad skills...

[LonelyTara]

I am totally with BuffyFan4ever... this was absolutely hilarious, and then it ended with totally fantastic serenading. Great, great chapter. I love the fluff and fun!

[leonhart17]

haha! Excellent! I did not expect the pole dancing class! That's awesome! And the singing was a nice touch! They're all so cute!

[love_2003]

Loved the update. Looking forward to Willow's reaction when she finds out what kind of dance class Tara is taking.

[taralicious]

Hey Tara,” Buffy greeted as well, “Ready to shake your booty?”

K.C. and the Sunshine Band. The flashbacks to my youth during the disco era still give me chills and fortunately you provided the perfect warming-up imagery within this very chapter to help me through the pain.
*cough* stripper pole*cough*Tara*cough

surprised when she pulled out a pair of figure-hugging shorts that only reached mid-thigh and a thin-strapped tank top, clothes she generally only wore if they happened to be experiencing a heatwave.

I am already and and the class hasn't even begun yet. I am shivering with antici...pation at the thought of Tara in the ONJ "Let's Get Physical" workout togs.

“Besides, you’ve got great legs, show them off!”

Advice like that demands that attention be paid to it, are you listening .

“Pole-dancing classes?!?”

Oh fuck yeah. It's NC-17 time Tara-style and she's gonna make Showgirls and Striptease look like sodding Snow White as Tara Maclay is the hottest woman ever to set foot on the Green Goddess's Earth and when she learns to harness and channel her innate powers of sexual mesmerism, she can stop a bullet in its tracks or have mastery over even time itself.

Tara took a deep breath before pushing herself up, the steel bar feeling cold against her thighs, before manoeuvring her legs into the correct position, getting a pleased smile when she managed to stay in place...“Excellent, Tara. Now just for practice, grip the pole somewhere higher and try to pull yourself up.”

By all that is holy and good in this world, with that imagery, you have catapulted me out of the funk i had been in since my misguided state voted to remove the judges who had thrown out the defense of marraige act allowing gay and lesbian couples to marrry in the state of Iowa.
Would it be asking too much if I were to inquire if tara would consider having a pole installed in a room in their house so she could reinforce with Willow as an audience of one what moves she had learned as the classes get more advanced?

[Laragh]

BuffyFan4ever –

OMG Great Chapter.

Glad you liked!

Can't wait to see what happens next.

Hope you like how it all progresses!

Thanks for commenting!

Zampsa1975 –

Pole-dancing class really made me laugh...

Yay!

Can't wait until Tara surprises Willow with her mad skills...

I look forward to writing it

Thanks for commenting!

LonelyTara –

this was absolutely hilarious, and then it ended with totally fantastic serenading.

Glad you liked and I plan for more serenading soon!

Great, great chapter. I love the fluff and fun!

That’s good, ‘cause you know I try and avoid the angst!

Thanks for your feedback!

leonhart17 –

haha! Excellent! I did not expect the pole dancing class! That's awesome!

Glad you like!

And the singing was a nice touch! They're all so cute!

Thanks for commenting!

love_2003 –

Loved the update.

Yay!

Looking forward to Willow's reaction when she finds out what kind of dance class Tara is taking.

It may have to include a practical demonstration

Thanks for your comment!

taralicious –

K.C. and the Sunshine Band. The flashbacks to my youth during the disco era still give me chills and fortunately you provided the perfect warming-up imagery within this very chapter to help me through the pain.
*cough* stripper pole*cough*Tara*cough

The imagery does plenty for me too

I am shivering with antici...pation at the thought of Tara in the ONJ "Let's Get Physical" workout togs.

Hehe. Olivia + Rocky Horror, now there’s a combination!

Advice like that demands that attention be paid to it

Her legs should be shown off everywhere!

Oh fuck yeah. It's NC-17 time Tara-style and she's gonna make Showgirls and Striptease look like sodding Snow White as Tara Maclay is the hottest woman ever to set foot on the Green Goddess's Earth and when she learns to harness and channel her innate powers of sexual mesmerism, she can stop a bullet in its tracks or have mastery over even time itself.

She’s gonna put those girls to shame

By all that is holy and good in this world, with that imagery, you have catapulted me out of the funk i had been in since my misguided state voted to remove the judges who had thrown out the defense of marraige act allowing gay and lesbian couples to marrry in the state of Iowa.
Would it be asking too much if I were to inquire if tara would consider having a pole installed in a room in their house so she could reinforce with Willow as an audience of one what moves she had learned as the classes get more advanced?

You’re reading my mind, dude. I promise a pole installation before this story ends!

Thanks for your feedback!

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Update Directly Below

[Laragh]

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TITLE: Hacker Confidential

AUTHOR: Laragh

CHAPTER RATING: NC-17

DISCLAIMER: Willow, Tara and any other characters from the Buffy the Vampire Slayer franchise belong to Joss Whedon, FOX, ME and a whole host of other entities, none of which are me.

SUMMARY: AU, set in contemporary setting. A lot of W/T fluff and some semblance of a storyline.

SPOILERS: AU fic, so at most minor references or pieces of dialogue

FEEDBACK: Yes please

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Hey guys, I’m sure you’ve all seen the Tara 4 Trevor links and info all over the board, but on the off chance you didn’t, Amber Benson is selling the ‘Triangle Tara’ dolls to benefit the Trevor Project, which is a suicide hotline for gay and questioning youth. Anyway, all the details are here: http://www.loversliarsandlunatics.com/tarafortrevor.htm and even if you can’t afford the doll, just a small donation would help. And if you donate $10 or more you get entered into a draw to win a signed/personalised item from Benson Entertainment!

Oh and about the chapter, I have the flu lol so I don't really think this chapter is all that great, but I hope you enjoy anyway! Thanks for reading!

Chapter 70

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Previously:

I’m totally getting lucky tonight.

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“Your voice is so sexy,” Willow whispered to her wife, leaning over her on the sofa as she sensually licked the blonde’s lips, “You made me so wet when you were up on that stage.”


Tara moaned at the words and bunched her the fabric of Willow’s shirt in her hands. They’d left the bar soon after the Tara and Angel had serenaded their significant others and Willow had opened a bottle of wine when they’d gotten home. They’d settled in the living room to cuddle but it had only taken a few minutes before the soft kisses they had been sharing turned more heated and the wine had been swiftly forgotten.


“I’m still wet, baby,” Willow continued throatily, “You’re so gorgeous, I can’t help it.”


Willow’s shirt was ripped over her head at that before Tara grabbed the back of her head, bringing their lips together steamily. The blonde’s nimble fingers moved down to unsnap her wife’s bra, pulling the fabric off between them and throwing it on the floor before her hands moved to cup the redhead’s breasts.


“Mmmhhh,” Willow moaned loudly at the contact before pulling back from the kiss and clutching at Tara’s shirt, “Oh you need to be naked, Tara, right now.”


The redhead sat back on her heels and pulled the blonde up with her, quickly divesting her of her shirt and bra, dropping her head to take one of her wife’s breasts in her mouth as her hands worked on ridding them both of their pants and panties so they were both naked.


“Mmhh, Willow,” Tara moaned as the smaller girl suckled on her breast, running her hands down her lover’s bare back, “That feels so good.”


Willow wrapped her lips around the blonde’s nipple and bit down for a moment before releasing the taut bud and moving back up to kiss Tara’s lips, hungrily. Their tongues duelled for a few moments before Willow pulled back and moved so she was sitting properly on the sofa, patting her thighs and looking at the blonde ardently.


“On my lap.”


Tara grinned and moved her body so her knees were resting either of the redhead’s thighs but Willow shook her head.


“Uh uh. Other way.”


Tara raised an eyebrow but turned herself around so she was facing away from the smaller girl. Willow gripped the blonde's hips.


“Now sit on my lap.”


“Like this?” Tara asked, sitting down fully on her wife’s lap, glancing over her shoulder to meet Willow’s gaze, “Is this how you want me?”


“Uh uh. Our own kinda reverse cowgirl,” Willow grinned, spreading her legs, and Tara’s in the process, since the blonde was sitting atop her, “I wanna take you nice and deep. You comfy?”


“Oh yea,” Tara replied, relaxing her back into Willow’s front, “I’m not too heavy?”


“Don’t be silly. You’ve been on top of me plenty of times.”


Tara smiled, enjoying the feeling of the redhead touching against every part of her and moaned quietly when Willow’s hands moved beneath their bodies and started running along her inner thighs.


“Mmhh, yea...”


Willow turned her head and started placing kisses along the blonde’s neck as she let one hand move higher, lightly tapping her fingers against her lover’s sensitive skin until they glided into the taller girl’s wetness. Both women moaned at the feeling and Tara bucked her hips subconsciously, her head lolling back so the back of her neck was against Willow’s shoulder, her eyes shut tight.


The redhead smiled as Tara’s actions made her face come fully into view and watched her as she let her fingers start a light rubbing motion against her wife’s clit.


“Ohhh...yea, Willow...so good...”


Willow continued to apply some light friction to her lover’s hard nub for a couple of minutes as the blonde moaned continuously, getting louder and louder each time. The redhead’s other hand had moved to cup Tara’s breast, fondling her flesh greedily until the taller girl started bucking her hips again, on purpose this time. The smaller girl took the hint and stopped her rubbing motion, bringing her fingers down and entering her.


“Ughhh...Oh...Goddd...”


Tara gasped when she felt herself being entered, her hips moving instinctively against them as she strained her neck back even further against her wife’s shoulder. Willow took the opportunity to resume kissing her lover’s neck, thrusting as deeply inside the blonde as she could.


“You feel so good, baby,” she whispered into Tara’s ear, nibbling on her lobe, “Yea, so good. Letting me take you.”


“Only you,” Tara moaned before the redhead’s fingers suddenly started hitting against her sweet spot, making her entire body and head jerk forwards, “Oh fuck!”


Willow watched and felt Tara bounce up and down on top of her, her ass hitting against the smaller girl’s thighs on each downward thrust, turning the redhead on beyond belief. She removed her hand from her wife’s breast and used it to brush the blonde’s hair over her shoulder, giving Willow complete access to her bare back.


Willow watched her lover’s back muscles ripple under her skin and saw a bead of sweat form at the back of her neck. She dropped her head, licking the droplet away and continuing licking up her spine and to her neck. Tara groaned loudly at the action, so the smaller girl repeated it, placing wet, open-mouthed kisses all over the blonde’s shoulder when she reached there.


“Willow, Willow,” Tara gasped as she felt white-hot pleasure begin to expand in her abdomen, “Will, I’m...”


Tara didn’t get a chance to finish her sentence as the pleasure erupted within her, her hands going to grip the cushion of the sofa beneath them as a string of drawn-out moans fell from her lips. She collapsed back against Willow a moment later, her sweaty back connecting with the redhead’s sweatier front, a huge grin plastered on her face.


“Wow.”


“You liked that?” Willow asked with a smug smile, gently removing her fingers and resting them against the blonde’s waist while her other hand massaged Tara’s shoulder, “I did.”


“Very much,” Tara murmured, nestling her back further into her wife’s front, “Where’d you think up this position?”


Tara had figured they’d made love every which way possible in their five years together but not the particular one they’d just experienced.


“I may have leafed through that copy of the Kama Sutra Anya got you for your birthday,” Willow replied with a blush, “It was just sitting there so I had a peek. We’ve, uh...we’ve tried pretty much everything already. At least the ones that don’t come with an ‘only body contortionists need try’ warning.”


Tara let out a low laugh.


“I know. I looked through it, too. Not that I’m not completely and 100% satisfied with our sex life, I was just curious. Must’ve missed that one though. I’m glad you didn’t.”


Willow giggled and nuzzled into her wife’s neck for a moment before turning the blonde’s head and letting their lips meet gently. They kissed softly for a minute before Tara hooking Willow’s legs up and manoeuvred them both so they were lying flat on the sofa, with her on top.


“You’re so beautiful,” Tara whispered as she took a moment to just stare down at her wife, “How’re you so beautiful?”


“‘Cause you make me that way,” Willow replied softly, “I love you.”


“Love you too,” Tara responded as her lips began trailing down her lover’s neck, “Always.”


Willow just sighed softly and closed her eyes in response as Tara continued to kiss down her body. She felt the blonde kneel between her legs and a moment later, felt her wife’s tongue sink into her, running along her lips.


“Mmhh, baby...”


Willow dropped one leg, placing her foot flat on the floor to give Tara more room and bucked her hips gently, wanting some deeper contact. She groaned when instead of that, she felt a complete loss of any type of contact.


“Nooo, Tara, I was enjoying that,” she whined, opening her eyes in confusion, seeing the blonde kneeling between her legs, “Is there not enough room? If your neck is hurting we can go upstairs, but we need to go quickly baby ‘cause I need you really badly.”


“Here is fine,” Tara replied, grabbing the redhead’s other leg and hooking it over her shoulder, shamelessly moving her gaze down to stare at her wife’s core, which was already glistening, “You weren’t lying. You are wet.”


Willow felt her breath quicken, both from being exposed so wantonly and from the way Tara was staring at her.


“Want your fingers, baby. Inside me.”


Tara grinned and turned her head slightly, kissing Willow’s ankle - which was resting on her shoulder – before quickly slipping two fingers inside the redhead.


“Oh god, yes!” Willow cried out as the blonde started pumping in and out of her, “Oh my...god, baby...”


Tara moved her hips behind her hand to give more power to her thrusts as she stroked the leg thrown over her. Her gaze went between looking at Willow’s face, pleasure etched all over her, down to her heaving breasts and then further down as she watched her fingers inside her lover, the slick wet sounds of them moving in and out only adding to the overall wonderful sensation of making love to the redhead.


“Oh god, I...mmhh...I’m...ugh, uhhhh...oh fuck, so close...”


Willow threw her arms behind her, clutching onto the armrest of the sofa as she thrashed her head from side to side, Tara’s fingers reaching as deep inside her as they could and curling against her spongy spot inside.


“Just a little more, baby, little more...”


She groaned when she felt a third finger slip inside her and gasped sharply when just a minute later a fresh burst of ecstasy rise within her and break throughout her entire body, her muscles tensing for several moments before she relaxed again completely, her arms leaving their grip on the armrest as she blindly held them out, hoping Tara would understand what she wanted.


Tara, of course, did and gently removed her fingers, placing Willow’s leg back down flat on the sofa, then lay softly on top of her wife. She felt the redhead’s arms cross on her back and kissed her tenderly. Willow responded as best she could, though was still hazy from her orgasm until they naturally pulled apart and Tara rested her head on the smaller girl’s chest, listening to her heartbeat.


“Willow?” Tara’s voice piped up after a few minutes of their cuddling.


“Yes, beautiful?” Willow asked sleepily, having almost lulled off in the quiet embrace.


“Remind me I need to sing to you more often.”

[BuffyFan4ever]

Dibs
OMG That was HOT!!!!

“Remind me I need to sing to you more often.”

Can she sing every chapter?

Can't wait for more.

[LonelyTara]

Hooray hooray for the Kama Sutra! Hey Laragh, it was great, feel better! I'm off to read again!

[leonhart17]

lol that was damn hot! I agree! More singing and singing related sex!

[Zampsa1975]

Yay for excellent update-y goodness... Big yay for Willow finding interesting positions to try on their Kama Sutra book... And yes Tara should sing more often to Willow...

[Cyteach]

Wow.. I think I'm broken.. .you've taken this to a whole other level.. Yup, still broken...

Can't wait to see the pole dancing come into play!

[taralicious]

Oh and about the chapter, I have the flu lol so I don't really think this chapter is all that great, but I hope you enjoy anyway! Thanks for reading!

I've done some of my best writing under the influence of cough syrup so this chapter was no less enthralling than the other 69.

Your voice is so sexy...“I’m still wet, baby,” Willow continued throatily, “You’re so gorgeous, I can’t help it.”

Willow and Tara could contribute to Amnesty Int'l humanitarian aid relief by performing benefit concerts in desert regions of the world; Tara can sing and Willow can bring moisture to the drought-stricken regions.

You liked that?” Willow asked with a smug smile

Oh yes i did, Willow. I love to watch you and Tara in any variation as there is something in the sub-etha net which tunes in and channels our thoughts as to what we fantasize the most about you two and then you are inspired to act it out. Some kind of symbiotic wavelength between you two and your devoted voyeurs.

Remind me I need to sing to you more often.”

Another maxim which Tara needs to be constantly reminded of . It should be etched in stone with showing off her long curvy legs.

[arsyadriani]

I should've remembered my lesson not reading your NC-17 updates when I was at my office..but I can't help it..

“Remind me I need to sing to you more often.”

guess I have to be prepared when Tara sings next time
that was H. O. T..
very thoughtfull of Anya

[xlaurax1]

I'm sorry you're all fluy, I hope you feel better soon. Despite that, I still loved this chapter.

Bless Anya and her wonderful gift choice, cause that was all kinds of hot!

Btw, I didn't get to feedback on the last chapter, so just let me say, pole dancing? That totally made my day.

Looking forward to the next one,

Laura.

[Alex_Vixen]

HOLY CRAP!!!!!!!!!! AWESOME CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!! That was.... HOT! SERIOUSLY!!! *ponders* I may have to try that....

Dude.... *frowns* did I miss Chapters? Because I think I did....

Holy shit, I did! Damn! I apologize, dear, I'm going to go back and read them. And I hope you feel better, its not nice to be sick...

[love_2003]

Loved the update.

[Laragh]

BuffyFan4ever –

OMG That was HOT!!!!

Can she sing every chapter?

Lol, well I can definitely promise some more serenading!

Can't wait for more.

Hope you enjoy!

Thanks for commenting!

LonelyTara –

Hooray hooray for the Kama Sutra!

Lol, I’ve never actually read it but I imagine it’s quite an interesting book. Not the type you’d want on the shelf if your parents came to visit though

Hey Laragh, it was great, feel better! I'm off to read again!

Glad you liked it lol. Hope you enjoy this chapter too. In a very juvenile yet nonetheless satisfying way, I have decided that if I have to be sick, everyone else does too

Oh and it might take me a little longer to catch up on Wish, ‘cause this flu has kinda knocked me, but I promise, I will start as soon as I can!

Thanks for commenting!

leonhart17 –

lol that was damn hot!

Lol glad you liked!

I agree! More singing and singing related sex!

More singing very soon! It may not lead to sex, but there will be more singing related sex eventually too

Thanks for commenting!

Zampsa1975 –

Big yay for Willow finding interesting positions to try on their Kama Sutra book...

Always the inquisitive one

And yes Tara should sing more often to Willow...

She will, promise

Thanks for your feedback!

Cyteach –

Wow.. I think I'm broken.. .you've taken this to a whole other level.. Yup, still broken...

I broke you? Awesome! You know, in the nicest possible way

Can't wait to see the pole dancing come into play!

It’ll take a little bit (Tara does have to learn after all ) but I promise it’ll happen!

Thanks for commenting!

taralicious –

I've done some of my best writing under the influence of cough syrup so this chapter was no less enthralling than the other 69.

Oh well thank you Cough syrup and painkillers are apparently conducive to good writing, who knew?

Willow and Tara could contribute to Amnesty Int'l humanitarian aid relief by performing benefit concerts in desert regions of the world; Tara can sing and Willow can bring moisture to the drought-stricken regions.

Except I don’t think Tara would appreciate Willow sharing her moisture with anyone but her!

Oh yes i did, Willow. I love to watch you and Tara in any variation as there is something in the sub-etha net which tunes in and channels our thoughts as to what we fantasize the most about you two and then you are inspired to act it out. Some kind of symbiotic wavelength between you two and your devoted voyeurs.

They have to be one of the most-written-about lesbian TV couples of all time, so it’s not surprising they just exude sexiness lol

Another maxim which Tara needs to be constantly reminded of . It should be etched in stone with showing off her long curvy legs.

And wearing deliciously low-cut tops to show off her generous cleavage!

Thanks for your feedback!

arsyadriani –

I should've remembered my lesson not reading your NC-17 updates when I was at my office..but I can't help it..

I hope no one else in your office noticed

guess I have to be prepared when Tara sings next time
that was H. O. T..

Next time Tara sings it’ll be more of a comfort thing, but there will be more singing-induced sex soon!

very thoughtfull of Anya

Is she just the kindest?

Thanks for commenting!

xlaura1 –

I'm sorry you're all fluy, I hope you feel better soon. Despite that, I still loved this chapter.

Aww, yay! Glad you liked it!

Bless Anya and her wonderful gift choice, cause that was all kinds of hot!

Anya just wants to spread the good cheer!

Btw, I didn't get to feedback on the last chapter, so just let me say, pole dancing? That totally made my day.

I thought people might like that development lol.

Looking forward to the next one

Hope you enjoy!

Thanks for your comment!

Alex_Vixen –

HOLY CRAP!!!!!!!!!! AWESOME CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!! That was.... HOT! SERIOUSLY!!! *ponders* I may have to try that....

Glad you liked! Good luck with the trying

Dude.... *frowns* did I miss Chapters? Because I think I did....

Holy shit, I did! Damn! I apologize, dear, I'm going to go back and read them.

Lol, I did notice you were missing on a few chapters! Glad you’re back though and hope you enjoyed them!

And I hope you feel better, its not nice to be sick...

I’m feeling a little better, thanks for the well wishes

Thanks for your feedback!

love_2003 –

Loved the update.

Yay!

Thanks for your comment!

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Update Directly Below

[Laragh]

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TITLE: Hacker Confidential

AUTHOR: Laragh

CHAPTER RATING: PG-13

DISCLAIMER: Willow, Tara and any other characters from the Buffy the Vampire Slayer franchise belong to Joss Whedon, FOX, ME and a whole host of other entities, none of which are me.

SUMMARY: AU, set in contemporary setting. A lot of W/T fluff and some semblance of a storyline.

SPOILERS: AU fic, so at most minor references or pieces of dialogue

FEEDBACK: Yes please

Chapter 71

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Willow groaned and threw her arm out to turn off the loudly beeping alarm before manoeuvring herself and wrapping that same arm around the body next to her. Tara let out a small whimper.


“Will...”


“Shush, baby, it’s okay,” Willow mumbled sleepily when she heard her wife’s raspy voice call her name; her eyes closed and head pressed into the blonde’s neck, “I always set it for a few minutes early, remember? We have some snuggle time.”


Willow heard Tara clear her throat followed by a loud, grated cough. She lifted her head and blinked a couple of times to focus her eyes, then frowning when she saw her wife’s pale features.


“Hey, baby, you don’t look so good,” she said softly and put the back of her hand against the taller girl’s forehead, “Oh honey, you’re burning up.”


Tara closed her eyes as they stung against the light and coughed again, covering her mouth as she did so.


“I don’t feel well,” she said, groaning and sniffling as her voice came out as a congested squeak.


“I think you have the flu, love,” Willow replied quietly, placing a tender kiss against her wife’s temple, feeling the heat emanating from her, “Stay there, okay? I’m gonna get you some tea.”


Tara just managed a murmur of understanding and Willow quickly got off the bed, making as little movement as possible and closed the curtains that hadn’t been closed the night before to stop the harsh light from shining in before running down the stairs, putting the electric kettle on, then reaching for the house phone and pressing one of the speed dial numbers.


“Hi, Michelle?” she asked when a voice on the other line picked up, “It’s Willow. I’m okay, thanks, but, um, Tara’s not. Oh no, nothing serious, I just think she has the flu. She’s all fever-y and cough-y and anyway, there’s no way she’ll be able to go into work today. Okay, I’ll tell her. Thanks, Michelle. Bye.”


Willow hung up before quickly dialling another number and holding the phone between her ear and the shoulder as the kettle boiled, taking a mug down from the cupboard as a voice came through the other end again.


“Hey, Xander, it’s Willow. Sorry for the early call, but I’m not gonna be able to come into work today. Tara’s got the flu, so she needs me here. But I have my laptop here, I won’t be able to do as much as in the office, but if you send me on the deets for any info you need, I’ll do as much as I can,” Willow said as she poured water in on top of the teabag she’d put in the mug, then frowned as she heard Xander’s response to what she had said, “Yes, I did say deets. No, I don’t think it’s too 2003! Look, Xand, I really don’t have time to debate whether my usage of slang is outdated or not, Tara’s really sick. Okay. Thanks, buddy. I owe ya one.”


Willow hung up the phone and went to the refrigerator, pouring a tall glass of orange juice and taking that and the mug of tea and carrying it upstairs. She saw Tara had fallen back asleep and quietly placed the drinks on the nightstand before tiptoeing into the bathroom and opening their medicine cabinet, taking out the bottle of Advil and the thermometer before returning to the bedroom and sitting on the bed.


“Ooff,” Tara coughed, waking up and looking around in confusion.


“It’s okay, honey,” Willow whispered, opening the bottle of pills and retrieving two of them, “Just take these pills and drink a little and you can go right back to sleep. Rest is good.”


Tara wordlessly took the pills offered to her and sipped as Willow held the orange juice up to her mouth, feeling too unwell to do anything but comply with what her wife was saying until she caught sight of the alarm clock on the nightstand.


“Work,” she croaked and Willow just shook her head.


“I called, baby, don’t worry, I told them you won’t be in. Michelle says to feel better.”


Tara crinkled her brow.


“You’ll be late.”


“I’m not going in,” Willow replied, putting the orange juice back on the nightstand, and grabbing the thermometer, “My wife needs some TLC.”


Tara was about to protest but Willow just gave her look and she smiled as best she could.


“Love you.”


“I know,” Willow smiled back, placing the thermometer in the blonde’s ear and pressing the button, “I love you, too. Oh boy, 101.6°. Yea, definitely the flu. Okay, those Advil should help with your fever. What else hurts, honey?”


Tara groaned slightly.


“Everything.”


“Oh baby,” Willow replied, sympathetically cupping her wife’s cheek, “Sleep, okay?”


Tara nodded against the hand on her cheek and felt the redhead place another warm kiss on her temple.


“I’ll keep checking on you,” Willow said, standing up and tucking in the covers around her wife before opening the drawer of the nightstand and pulling out a pack of tissues, “You’re gonna need these. And your juice is there. I’ll take the tea back down ‘cause it’s probably gone cold, but just yell if you need anything.”


Tara nodded again wordlessly, the scratchiness of her throat meaning it hurt to talk. Willow sat back down for a moment and placed soft kisses over each of the blonde's eyelids.


“That’s my girl. Now, close those beautiful baby blues.”


Tara gratefully let her eyes fluttered closed and felt Willow stand up, placing a final kiss against her head.


“Love you,” Willow whispered against the taller girl’s hair before straightening up again and walking quietly out of the room and down the stairs.


“Whoops,” she said to herself as she looked down and realised she was still wearing just the tank top and pair of pyjama bottoms she’d gone to sleep in the night before, “Oh well. Not gonna disturb Tara now to get changed.”


She put the kettle back on to make herself a cup of coffee and retrieved her laptop from the living room, letting it load while she made the coffee, absently thinking on the few other times Tara had been sick in their years together.


The first time had been the December after they’d moved into their dorm together in college. It had been raining heavily all month and Tara had had an outdoor class with one of the more liberal professors of the college and they had gotten caught in a rainstorm, leaving her bedridden for two days with a heavy cold.


The second time had been in the fall when they moved into their apartment and Tara had started her job – she’d caught a stomach bug from one of the children she’d been working with and couldn’t keep anything down for almost four days before recovering.


The third time Tara had been having recurring headaches that manifested harshly one night, making her physically ill. Willow had rushed her straight to the emergency room, the doctor there diagnosing migraines, most likely stress-related from the particularly heavy caseload Tara had had at that particular time. Willow had demanded she take a week off work to unwind and the migraines hadn’t made an appearance since.


The last time had been just a couple of weeks before they’d gotten engaged and Tara had gotten laryngitis, leaving her practically unable to speak for almost a week.


Willow, in stark contrast, never got sick. Apart from the occasional sniffle when she was a child, she’d never caught any bug or flu that was going and had only had to see the inside of a hospital once when she was 7 and had fallen off her bike during the learning stage, resulting in a fractured arm. She figured she just had a really good immune system and happy she did so because it meant she got to give her then girlfriend the care she needed and was just as happy to do the same for her now wife.


Stupid January in upstate New York. Making my girl feel all blech-y.


Willow sighed and sipped on her coffee as she logged into her work email and saw Xander had sent her a note requesting whatever she could find for on a local business. She dragged a stool over to where she was standing and sat on it comfortably as she started doing what work she could from home.


She got so lost in what she was doing, she didn’t look up from the screen until the ‘low battery’ sign popped up in the corner and she noticed it was already lunchtime.


“Shit, Tara.”


She jumped up and rushed her laptop into the living room, plugging it in to charge before running back into the kitchen, getting a few things together, then going up the stairs and sitting on the side of the bed, Tara’s eyes fluttering open at the movement.


“Hi, angel,” Willow whispered with a smile, “I brought you some toast. How’re you feeling?”


“A little better,” Tara said quietly, though it looked like it pained her to speak still and her voice was completely congested, “Thanks.”


She carefully sat up against the headboard and took the plate offered to her, lightly nibbling on the toast.


“Let me check that fever,” Willow said, getting up and repeating the action she’d done earlier, putting the thermometer in her wife’s ear and frowning when she read the reading, “Still up. Okay, we’ll keep you on a steady dose of that Advil and plenty of drinks.”


Tara couldn’t help a small smile.


“Okay, Dr. Willow,” she said before sneezing loudly, “Ow.”


Willow plucked a tissue from the pack on the nightstand and held it against her wife’s nose, gently wiping it. Tara’s head turned at the tender action, not feeling babied or silly like some might but just much loved.


“Why are you taking care of me?” she asked, her voice thick with emotion and cold.


Willow just smiled and dropped the tissue on the nightstand.


“‘Cause I married ya. Snots and all.”


Tara dropped her head coyly and the redhead lifted her chin up with her fingers, leaning forwards for a kiss but the blonde quickly pulled back.


“You don’t want my germs.”


Willow scoffed playfully.


“Nonsense, I never get sick. Now lay one on me, sugar.”


Tara giggled and accepted a soft kiss.


“Now how’s that toast going down?” Willow asked, lightly stroking her wife’s cheek, “Settling your tummy at all?”


Tara nodded and put the plate, almost all the toast gone, on the nightstand.


“Good,” Willow smiled, “Think you could sleep a bit more? I can go out and get you some magazines if you want or get you comfy on the sofa if you wanna watch some TV but sleep would be best, you’ll get better quicker.”


“I could sleep,” Tara replied before a sharp shiver went through her.


“I’ll get another blanket,” Willow said when she saw the shiver and rushed out to retrieve one from the linen closet in the hallway, covering Tara with it when she returned, then handled the Advil bottle again, “Two more of these, beautiful girl.”


Tara swallowed the pills with the juice on her nightstand and lay back down against the pillows.


“You’re the best,” she said with a rasp as she settled.


“‘Cause I have the best,” Willow replied, tucking in the blankets in around her wife again, “Now, sleep tight and don’t let the bed bugs bite!”


“I’ll try,” Tara said sleepily as deep coughs rose from her chest.


Willow placed her lips against the blonde’s temple and left a lingering kiss there until the coughing stopped and she felt Tara slip into slumber. She quietly changed into jeans and a t-shirt and went back downstairs, making her own lunch and eating at her laptop as she continued to do the work she could.


When she’d done what was possible from her own laptop, she closed her laptop and turned the television on to a low volume, smiling slightly when she saw Oprah was on, getting flashbacks to her years of unemployment when she’d watch the chat queen to alleviate boredom.


She absently watched the TV and didn’t even feel it as she began to drift off herself until a loud bang from upstairs made her eyes fly open and she leapt out of her seat, rushing up to Tara, her eyes widening in alarm when she saw there was nobody in the bed.


“Baby??”


“I’m here,” a meek voice came from the other side of the room and Willow skidded over, seeing her wife lying in a heap on the floor, holding her head.


“Honey, what happened?” she asked as she crouched down and gathered the blonde in her arms.


“I sneezed really loudly in my sleep,” Tara replied, nasally and foggily, “And then I was on the floor. I think I fell. I hurt my nose.”


Willow wiped some hair away from the blonde’s brow and leaned forwards to place a gentle kiss on her reddened nose.


“Let’s get you back into bed, princess,” she said, helping her wife up and back onto the mattress, “Maybe lie in the middle in case you get any more sneeze-y attacks.”


Tara shuffled into the middle of the bed as Willow went to pick up the pile of used tissues on the nightstand to put them in the trash.


“Willow, those are all really germy.”


Willow just shook her head with a smile.


“Baby, I told you. I never get sick.”


And then she sneezed.

[BuffyFan4ever]

Dibs.

Aww. Poor Tara being sick.

“Willow, those are all really germy.”


Willow just shook her head with a smile.


“Baby, I told you. I never get sick.”


And then she sneezed.

In the comments you wrote about the Kama Sutra:

Not the type you’d want on the shelf if your parents came to visit though

Are you foreshadowing?

Can't wait for the next one.

[Zampsa1975]

Yay for great update-y goodness... Being sick sucks big time... I guess Maclay-rosenberg household now has two sick-y patients... Maybe Ira & Michelle could come to help them and have some make-out time...

[Cyteach]

Uh oh! It is totally NOT fun to have a household where everyone's sick... believe me, I know! Shall we see someone coming in to take care our two sick heroines????

Hope everyone is feeling better soon!

Can't wait for more!

[LonelyTara]

Aw! Dragging the girls into flu with you! I hope you have someone as sweet--and hot--as Willow to care for you while you're ill. And I really, really hope that Willow is as good a patient as she was a caregiver. Meep.

[love_2003]

Great update. Glad to see that Willow is being a good wife and taking care of Tara. I was wondering if Willow was going to get sick; it seemed like she was just asking to be sick by stating that she never gets sick. Hopefully Willow will be as good a patient as Tara is. Looking forward to reading more.

[leonhart17]

Aww, what is it they say? Life imitates art? I hope you're feeling better!

Nurse Willow is cute! And now that they're both sick (presumably) it's going to be tricky! I hope Tara doesn't feel bad about Willow getting sick!

[xlaurax1]

Poor Tara, you and she must be working pretty closely during the writing process for her catch your germs, lol.

Willow took such good care of Tara, but come on, even she must have know she was just tempting fate when she kept saying she never got sick. It's like saying "what can go wrong?" on the Hellmouth. Silly Willow, now she will get to be the patient too.

I felt particularly bad for Tara when Willow was remembering Tara's bad stress migraines. Not fun!

This was a very sweet update, and again, I hope you feel better soon.

Laura.

[taralicious]

“Stay there, okay? I’m gonna get you some tea.”

It was either the Tenth Doctor or Arthur Dent who was of the opinion that there is no problem which cannot besolved with a nice fresh hot cup of tea.
It helped that custodian invent the Infinite Improbability Drive; it can help Tara fight the powers that be, wait sorry, wrong show. Fight the flu, that's Tara's bugaboo.

Yes, I did say deets. No, I don’t think it’s too 2003! Look, Xand, I really don’t have time to debate whether my usage of slang is outdated or not

It's not outdated, Willow is takin' it back.

Okay, Dr. Willow,”

I can totally picture Willow in the cleavagey slut-bomb nurse's uniform that Jessica Rabbit wore in the Baby Herman cartoon short.

“You don’t want my germs.”

A form of biological warfare I can totally support. I'll volunteer to be the test subject who is blanketed in Tara germs to see what the effect of them is.

“Baby, I told you. I never get sick...And then she sneezed.

Well, here's a pretty how d'ya do. I can hop on the ol' cosmic treadmill and slip into the WillowTaraverse to make a house call on them to nurse them both back to the pinkish hue and rosy glow of hale and hearty womanhood and by payment we can employ the barter system and they can act out their wedding night concupiscent activities for my eyes only.
Well mine and yours Laragh since it is your story.

[Promthea128]

I am getting so addicted to your brand of WillowTara fluff. So here's some elephants just for you.

Buffy saying Shalom at the wedding made me laugh, as did Will going back into the closet and the snowball fight, Those are the only ones I remember, but there were a bunch.

I had a sappy smile plastered on my face for pretty much the entire wedding scene, and Willow's proposal was "awww."

[vampyregurl73]

These words are engraved in stone somewhere as being famous last words:

“Baby, I told you. I never get sick.”

Especially since she has reminiscing about how she doesn't get sick, seems like she's over due for a big ole whopper of one!

Gonna suck to be her, lol.

[Alex_Vixen]

Dude! Such a sweet Chapter! Awww.... See? THAT is why is cool to have a gf, then, its not so cool, LOL.

I loved that Chapter!

“Baby, I told you. I never get sick.”


And then she sneezed.

Dude, that.... ROBL!!!!!!!! I LOVED that part!!! LOL Keep up the AWESOME work, dude!!!