Hacker Confidential [AU] (Complete)

[Zampsa1975]

Yay for great update-y goodness... That was one yummy homecumming... I'm kinda glad that Tara slapped the "intruder" who was kissing her while her Willow was suppose to be away from home. Big yay for Willow convicing Tara that she's not like her bastard "father"... I wonder if Xander lets Willow know about Jesse's slip about Alice...

[leonhart17]

Very nice welcome home! I'm curious to see how Jesse deals with maybe wanting to settle down... I pretty much knew what was going to happen, but I wasn't expecting the slap - but that's a pretty normal reaction, but made for a cute (is that the right word?) misunderstanding...

[Promthea128]

Haha, I knew surprising Tara wouldn't be good. Although Tara made it up to her and distracted her with some very nice feelings. So I guess its worth it.


I just noticed I made Floating Rose!! When did that happen? Lol

[LonelyTara]

The 5B Begins!!! Thanks so much for the dedication!

First off, I love that Xander hit Jesse in the back of the head, excellent and he totally deserved it.

Second, the accidental slap and Willow's comforting of Tara was just as sweet as it could be. I know I've said it before, but they way they react to one another, the little spats and make-ups, feel so honest and so real!

And...oh the lovin', the hot, hot, lovin'

I can't wait for the next update! Please be assured this chapter will be regular reading for quite some time. *wink*

[taralicious]

“Tara look at me,” she said and released one of the blonde’s hands, moving it up to cup the taller girl’s cheek, “It was an accident. You didn’t hurt me. You could never hurt me. You’re not...you’re not him.”

I, thankfully, wouldn't know from personal experience but, if I might go into Xander territory for a moment, I would think that Tara's fear is akin to that of David Banner on the 70's live-action tv series of "The Incredible Hulk."
Tara, through experiential factors of living through years of mental, physical, and emotional abuse at the hands of her father and older brother, would naturally be dlusionally paranoid that such capacity for violence lay dormant inside her and only needed the right catalyst before it was set off and she hurt the person she loved the most i.e, Willow.
On a more self-serving note, it is the absolute perfect lead-in to the time of 5B.

“Please fuck me.” ."

My blood is boiling and my heart is racing since Tara was cursing like a longshoreman. Tara begging Willow to fuck her is the hottest thing in the world.
Just like Amber providing the voice of Tara when she said "Give me some sugar, baby

[Laragh]

Alex_Vixen –

Hey, buddy! Im sorry for not replying to the other Chapter but...you know. I only came back home last night and was too tired....

Hey, no worries, I hope things are starting to get a little better...

But I loved both Chapters! And they were awesome and...damn, Im still sleepy...but I loved both Chapters...

Yay! Glad you enjoyed!

Keep up the great work...

Thanks

And thanks for commenting!

BuffyFan4ever –

Stupid slow computer. It always takes forever when I need it to be fast

Murphy’s law, right? Lol

Great chapter. While I support Tara's motives for the slap, I feel bad that she has so much guilt and fear because of her past. Are we ever going to meet her father so Willow can kick his [butt]?

You might just maybe may

Looking forward to the Back-to-Back.

Even if it’s not on consecutive days?

Thanks for your comment!

Cyteach –

Ahhh! Great update, Laragh!

Thanks!

I liked the fact that you delved into some of Tara's past here at the beginning with the slap that launched a thousand feelings.

We haven’t seen the end of the emotions her father brings!

Super excited for "5B"

Hope you enjoy part 2!

Thanks for your feedback!

Zampsa1975 –

That was one yummy homecumming... I'm kinda glad that Tara slapped the "intruder" who was kissing her while her Willow was suppose to be away from home.

It wouldn’t have been good if she just went along with a stranger kissing her!

Big yay for Willow convicing Tara that she's not like her bastard "father"...

Tara’s much to sweet and nice to ever be compared to him.

I wonder if Xander lets Willow know about Jesse's slip about Alice...

I think Xander already knew about Jesse’s hook up, him and Jesse have been partners for years after all, so he wouldn’t necessarily tell Willow.

Thanks for commenting!

leonhart17 –

Very nice welcome home!

I'm curious to see how Jesse deals with maybe wanting to settle down...

Let’s just say things will bring things into focus for him.

I pretty much knew what was going to happen, but I wasn't expecting the slap - but that's a pretty normal reaction, but made for a cute (is that the right word?) misunderstanding...

I can go with cute

Thanks for your comment!

Promthea128 –

Haha, I knew surprising Tara wouldn't be good. Although Tara made it up to her and distracted her with some very nice feelings. So I guess its worth it.

All’s well that ends well, right?

I just noticed I made Floating Rose!! When did that happen? Lol

I think it happens around post 25! Kudos!!

Thanks for your feedback!

LonelyTara –

The 5B Begins!!! Thanks so much for the dedication!

You’re very welcome

First off, I love that Xander hit Jesse in the back of the head, excellent and he totally deserved it.

Didn’t he? Totally disrespectin’ Tara like that!

Second, the accidental slap and Willow's comforting of Tara was just as sweet as it could be. I know I've said it before, but they way they react to one another, the little spats and make-ups, feel so honest and so real!

I’m really glad that’s how it’s coming across, because that’s how I want it to be!

And...oh the lovin', the hot, hot, lovin'

Enjoy some more!

I can't wait for the next update! Please be assured this chapter will be regular reading for quite some time. *wink*

Lol, yay!

Thanks for your feedback!!

taralicious –

I, thankfully, wouldn't know from personal experience but, if I might go into Xander territory for a moment, I would think that Tara's fear is akin to that of David Banner on the 70's live-action tv series of "The Incredible Hulk."
Tara, through experiential factors of living through years of mental, physical, and emotional abuse at the hands of her father and older brother, would naturally be dlusionally paranoid that such capacity for violence lay dormant inside her and only needed the right catalyst before it was set off and she hurt the person she loved the most i.e, Willow.

Isn’t it everyone’s biggest fears that they will somehow turn into their parents? Oh and on a side note, just for future continuity, Donny doesn’t exist it this AU lol

On a more self-serving note, it is the absolute perfect lead-in to the time of 5B.

Glad you liked!

My blood is boiling and my heart is racing since Tara was cursing like a longshoreman. Tara begging Willow to fuck her is the hottest thing in the world.
Just like Amber providing the voice of Tara when she said "Give me some sugar, baby

I would glad give Amber all the sugar I own/any local convenience store had to offer.

Thanks for commenting!

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[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

Chapter 75

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“Hey there, beautiful.”


Tara smiled as she felt Willow’s head come to rest on her shoulder, the redhead kneeling behind her.


“Hi.”


“I’m not disturbing you, am I?” Willow asked softly, “I know this is your quiet time.”


“Of course not,” Tara replied as she gently dug in the soil in front of her with a small hand-shovel, having gotten in the habits of dedicating Sunday mornings to gardening, “I made a fruit salad for breakfast before I came out here, the bowl’s in the fridge if you want some.”


“I saw. Looks yummy,” Willow responded before placing a kiss behind her wife’s ear and lowering her voice to a whisper, “Happy Valentine’s Day.”


Tara dropped the shovel in her hand and spun around on the grass so she was facing her wife.


“Oh Willow. I completely forgot. I’m so sorry.”


“It’s okay,” Willow shrugged with a small smile, “I have our day all planned out anyway, so you didn’t need to remember.”


Tara pulled the redhead into a tight hug.


“Happy Valentine’s Day, honey. I promise I’ll make it up to you for not remembering.”


“Tara, stop, so you forgot the date,” Willow scoffed, closing the embrace warmly, “Doesn’t matter. Just don’t forget our wedding anniversary or I really will be pissed.”


“Never,” Tara promised before pulling back and placing a soft kiss on the redhead’s lips, “I love you.”


“I love you too,” Willow replied promptly before biting her lip and waggling her eyebrows, “You know, yard sex would really make it up to me...”


Tara blushed but had a small grin on her face.


“Willow, you know we can’t. The neighbours can see in here.”


“Only the top of the yard,” Willow replied excitedly, having only suggested the idea as a joke but very much liking it on reflection, “Not here. Come on baby, it’d be so hot. We’ve never had sex outside before.”


“You’re serious?” Tara asked, her heart beginning to race at the idea as she looked around and saw that the view from any neighbouring windows would indeed be cut off by the wall surrounding their yard and the awning that was suspended over the back of their house, “Right here?”


Willow just grabbed two fistfuls of her wife’s shirt and crushed their lips together. They fell backwards onto the grass and the redhead’s hands moved to grasp the blonde’s hair as they kissed hungrily. Tara wasted no time in moving her hand down, trying to get it under the waistband of the smaller girl’s jeans but Willow yanked it away and pulled back from the kiss.


“Uh huh,” she shook her head with lascivious grin, “Not yet. Wanna see you first.”


“What?” Tara asked, trying to focus her lust-filled mind and leaning down for another kiss.


Willow kissed back eagerly for a few moments before pulling away again and pushing Tara upwards slightly.


“Show me.”


Tara nervously looked over her shoulder as she realised what her wife meant.


“What if someone sees?”


“Then they’ll see the hot piece of ass I married,” Willow replied, possessively and with a growl, not caring how crass she sounded, “Get naked.”


Tara gulped as she saw the fire burning in the redhead’s eyes and hesitantly unbuttoned her sweater, shrugging it off her shoulders.


“I said naked,” Willow said demandingly, more than a little turned on by the fact that they were outside and ripped the blonde’s shirt over her head, snapping her bra off and throwing it behind her, “Mmhh, look at those perfect breasts.”


Tara blushed and felt her nipples harden, both from the cold air and the preying look Willow was giving her. The redhead sat up and brazenly took one of her wife’s nipples in her mouth as she roughly started yanking at the elasticised waistband of the taller girl’s skirts, pulling them down the blonde’s legs and taking her panties with them.


Tara kicked her shoes off, feeling silly with them being the only thing she was wearing and Willow pushed her back onto the grass, resuming their kiss as she greedily palmed Tara’s breasts. The blonde inhaled sharply as she felt the dewy grass against her naked back and butt and felt Willow start to nibble lightly on her bottom lip.


“Do you want me to take my clothes off too?” Willow asked seductively as she nibbled, “Both of us, stark naked, rolling around on the grass. You want that?”


Tara could only manage a small squeak of an answer.


“Yes.”


“Mmhh, yea,” Willow smirked, moving so she was straddling her wife and quickly removing all her clothes, before settling on top of her wife with a predatory leer, “Anyone could see me fucking you.”


Tara knew there was relatively little chance of that happening but the small possibility and the way Willow was acting were turning her on beyond belief. A small cry left her lips when the redhead suddenly entered her without any preamble, two fingers filling her completely and Willow clamped a hand over her mouth.


“We have to be quiet baby,” Willow whispered commandingly as she thrust her fingers in and out, “Fuck, you feel good.”


Tara groaned loudly, muffled by the smaller girl’s hand and bucked her hips wildly against her wife’s fingers. Willow grunted softly and continued to leer down the blonde’s naked body until she suddenly found herself on her back, fingers delving deeply into her body as well, the abruptness of the move shocking her senses completely.


“Oh fu-”


“Quiet,” Tara growled and it was Willow’s turn to feel desire shoot through her at the authoritative tone.


Tara dropped her head into her wife’s shoulder and felt the smaller girl roughly clutch at her hair with her spare hand as their lower halves rocked together, fast and furious. Willow felt beads of sweat begin to form on her brow, her body on fire despite the cold outside temperature and let out a quiet, but long moan.


Tara raised her head at the moan and saw the redhead’s eyes begin to glaze over.


“No, Willow, hang on,” she whispered, grinding her hips more insistently against her wife’s hand.


Willow groaned almost inaudibly; she’d been just about to let her release consume her when the blonde had spoken up.


“I can’t,” she whispered back with a small whimper.


Tara grunted as she tried to get her body high enough so that they could crash together.


“Come on, Will. You know how good it is together.”


Willow knew and wanted them to come at the same time, so concentrated on letting the pressure build instead of releasing.


“Tara, please hurry,” she said with another whimper, the look of steady determination on her wife’s face making her ache to come even more palpable.


“I’m trying,” Tara replied in a grunt, “Just...just one more minute. Please hold on.”


Willow knew she was going to have to speed things along, she felt like she may have died if she didn’t come soon, so she dropped her hand from the blonde’s hair and dragged her nails down her back before bringing her palm down sharply against her lover’s ass, making Tara jolt.


“You’re so wet and tight,” Willow spoke in a low, throaty tone into her wife’s ear, before slipping a third finger inside the blonde, “Yea, you like that? You’re taking me so deep. I’m so deep inside your pussy and you’re gonna come all over me, I know you are. Your sweet pussy is just gonna explode-”


Willow cut herself off as she watched Tara begin to shake and shudder above her and felt her own body release in turn, her mouth opening in a silent cry until they collapsed into each other, bodies still trembling and their breathing coming in heavy gasps.


“The dirty talk always gets you there,” Willow whispered after a moment with a quiet giggle as her hands ran up and down the blonde’s sweaty back, “Mmhh, that was amazing.”


“Uh huh,” Tara weakly mumbled in agreement, still hazy, before lifting her head and focusing her mind, smiling down at her wife, “Thanks for holding on. And for, ah...helping me along.”


“Enlightened self-interest, trust me,” Willow muttered with a playful grin before her eyes suddenly widened, “Tara, we’re naked! In our back yard!!”


Tara smiled and cuddled her head under her wife’s chin.


“I know.”


“Tara!” Willow hissed, scrambling to get out from under her wife and trying to gather her clothes, “Anyone could see us!”


“It was your idea,” Tara responded, pulling her shirt over her head as it was thrown at her, “Remember? ‘Please, baby, it’d be so hot, we’ve never had sex outside before’.”


Willow blushed and pulled her jeans over her legs.


“That was a terrible impression of me.”


Tara rolled her eyes and fastened her skirt back around her waist and was about to walk back towards the house when Willow grabbed her and wrapped her arms around her waist.


“It was an okay impression,” she admitted with a small smile, “And uh, that was hot.”


Tara chuckled and leant her head down so their lips met leisurely.


“Happy Valentine’s Day,” she whispered into the kiss, “That was a pretty nice start to it.”


“Yea, it was,” Willow whispered back, “But the day’s only starting.”


***


“I love how you’ve planned our day,” Tara murmured as Willow placed sweet kisses against her lips, “Wanna just go upstairs and spent the rest of the night in bed?”


Willow chuckled and just pressed her body further into Tara’s as they lay alongside each other on the sofa, where they’d spent the majority of the day just kissing and whispering words of love to each other, neither trying to take it even further, content with just the intimacy of lips-on-lips.


They’d stopped only for bathroom breaks and to feed each other fruit from the salad bowl Tara had made that morning. That hadn’t been the redhead’s explicit plan for the day, she’d only organised their Valentine’s celebrations for the evening, but she was quite happy with how they had spent the romantic holiday so far.


“Can’t,” she murmured back after a moment, between kisses, “I actually have real plans for the evening.”


“Do they involve kissing?” Tara asked softly before sighing contentedly, “I love kissing you.”


Willow traced the outline of Tara's lips with her thumb.


“Me too. I could kiss you for hours.”


Tara giggled and leant across for another kiss.


“We have been kissing for hours.”


“Days, then. Weeks. Months. Years,” Willow replied, punctuating each word with a kiss before pulling back and gazing down at her wife adoringly, “Forever.”


“Forever,” Tara smiled, “I’m in.”


“Good,” Willow grinned, “’Cause I hear divorce is really expensive.”


Tara hit her wife playfully on the arm.


“We’re never getting divorced. Don’t even joke about it.”


“I know,” Willow replied softly, kissing a line down the bridge of the blonde’s nose, “I could never give you up.”


Tara got a shy smile on her face and cupped the back of the smaller girl’s head as she brought their lips together slowly for a few moments before pulling back and coyly tucking a piece of hair behind the redhead’s ear.


“You sure we can’t go upstairs?”


“I’d love to,” Willow replied, scrunching up her nose, “But we have to go in...oh boy, 10 minutes.”


She sighed as she held her watch up to her face for a moment before smiling again.


“Still. That’s ten minutes of smoochie time.”


Willow leant across to continue kissing her wife, softly stroking her hair but Tara pulled back.


“Wait, where are we going? Do I need to get changed?”


Willow shook her head.


“You look beautiful. No changing. Just kissing.”


Tara went to speak again.


“But where are we-”


“Not telling,” Willow cut the blonde off before she even asked the question, “And you’re wasting our kissy time.”


“Oh, well my deepest apologies,” Tara grinned, “Please, continue.”


“Good girl,” Willow murmured as she resumed their kissing.


Tara ran her hand down the redhead’s leg, which was thrown over her waist, softly caressing the skin through the fabric of her wife’s jeans until Willow pulled away with a final loving peck.


“We gotta go, beautiful lady.”


“Okay,” Tara agreed quietly with a smile, “Today’s been wonderful. You make me feel so loved.”


“Well you are loved,” Willow replied with a warm smile, “So very, very much. Now come on. The...where we’re going waits for no man! Or woman as the case may be.”


“Alright, alright,” Tara giggled, swinging her legs off the sofa and pulling Willow up with her, “What do I need to bring?”


Willow took her wife’s hand and walked them towards the front door.


“Just your pretty self.”


Tara looked unconvinced.


“No wallet? Lipstick, anything?”


“I told you,” Willow replied, pocketing her own wallet and grabbing her keys, “I have everything under control.”


“You always do,” Tara quipped with a smile as she was lead out to the car, the sun setting behind the clouds.


“Are you saying I have control issues?” Willow asked with a playful grin as they sat into the car and she turned the engine on.


“No,” Tara replied, shaking her head, “I’m saying you’re my Willow and I love you endlessly.”


Willow smiled as she pulled out of their driveway and started on the short journey to their destination.


“Good. ’Cause you’re my Tara and I’ll love you eternally.”


Tara moved her hand so it was resting lightly over Willow’s on the wheel, needing to touch her in some way.


“So how far to...wherever we’re going?”


“Not far,” Willow replied cheerily, “We’ll be there in five minutes. Uh wait, does that sign say Hudson or Lake?”


Tara peered ahead, trying to make out the road sign just ahead, but the fact that it was now dark was making it difficult.


“I think it says Lake...yea, Lake.”


“Okay...” Willow replied, indicating onto the street, “Sorry. Still getting used to driving around Buffalo. We should really buy a GPS.”


“I’m surprised you haven’t already,” Tara laughed, “Just remember when you go buying that we don’t need one that sings the national anthem or talks to you in Spock’s voice or something.”


“Oh, don’t worry, I can get a standard model and download the Spock’s voice software myself,” Willow beamed, before dropping her voice, “‘Do not take this road. That would be highly illogical’. ‘You have reached your destination. Live long and prosper’.”


Tara giggled just as Willow pulled up alongside a variety of other cars, a line of trees ahead of them.


“Where are we?” Tara asked, not recognising the particular area of the city.


“Come on!”


Willow spoke excitedly, exiting the car and popping the trunk open, retrieving the blanket and pillow she had put their earlier before grabbing her confused wife’s hand and dragging her to the other side of the trees, where Tara could see they were actually in a park, with dimly lit street lamps surrounding them and many other couples sitting around on the grass with a small stage about 20 feet in front of them.


“There’s an open-air concert on here tonight,” Willow explained as she found a patch of grass and smoothed the blanket out on it and sat down, “Some local music group are doing a Valentine’s concert, playing loads of old love songs and stuff.”


“You’re such a cutie,” Tara replied, sitting down beside her wife and placing a lingering kiss against her cheek.


“And you’re a hottie,” Willow murmured, moving so their lips met softly.


Tara smiled into the kiss and let her lips move for a few moments before pulling away when the redhead tried to push her tongue into her mouth.


“Will, we’re in public!”


“Didn’t stop us earlier,” Willow grinned, “Going a lot further.”


“That was our own backyard,” Tara blushed before leaning over for another gentle kiss, “This is a very large park.”


Willow giggled and gave her wife another quick peck before taking her hand lying them both down so their heads were resting beside one another on the pillow, their conjoined hands between them and smiled when she heard soft music begin to play, the notable sounds of Eric Clapton’s ’Wonderful Tonight’ playing out from the stage.


“The Big Pineapple’s out in full force tonight,” she said, pointing up at the flashing stars, “You know, it was Valentine’s Day that you first showed me your constellations. Our first Valentines.”


“I remember,” Tara replied, sighing softly, “Although it wasn’t really our first Valentines, since we weren’t together yet. We’d only known each other...ten, eleven days.”


Willow smiled as she remembered.


“Still. We got some food and sat under that tree and you showed me. Short Man Looking Uncomfortable, Moose Getting A Sponge bath. All of them. Even Little Pile O’ Crackers.”


Tara laughed quietly.


“That one was always a bit of a stretch.”


“I dunno, I could always make it out,” Willow replied happily, “I much preferred your ones anyway. Who wants to remember a bunch of Latin names? And I don’t care if we weren’t officially together, I was already head over heels for you.”


There was a comfortable silence between them, both just listening to the beats of the music until Tara spoke up again.


“I went home that night and cried.”


Willow’s head snapped around, her eyes wide.


“What?! Why? Did someone hurt you? I don’t care if it was 5 years ago, I will kick their ass if anyone-”


“Shush, honey,” Tara quietly soothed, turning her head and placing a warm kiss on her wife’s temple, “No one hurt me.”


Willow’s brow creased.


“They why were you crying?”


Tara gently cupped the redhead’s cheek with a sad smile.


“‘Cause I knew I’d found my perfect angel and I didn’t think she’d ever want me back.”


Willow just shook her head slightly into the pillow.


“Silly. How could you not see how into you I was?”


Tara just chuckled and shrugged her shoulders.


“Thank god for swan boats and brave redhead’s asking to hold my hand.”


“Better be only one redhead who ever holds your hand,” Willow grinned, squeezing the hand in hers to make her point, “This hand belongs to me.”


Tara just placed a sweet kiss against her wife’s lips.


“All of me belongs to you.”


They smiled at each other for a few moments before settling back to gazing at the stars, Willow pointing up excitedly when a shooting star whished past them.


“Look, baby, a shooting star! Did you see?”


“I saw,” Tara replied softly, “What did you wish for?”


Willow smiled but continued looking up.


“Nothing. I have everything I ever wanted right here.”


Tara moved to nestle her head against the smaller girl’s shoulder.


“Me too.”


Willow moved to wrap her arm around her wife’s shoulder.


“And just think, this time next week we’ll be skipping down the streets of Paris.”

[BuffyFan4ever]

Dibs

Great Update.

I don't think this is what people have in mind when they say to spend more time outside. I'd definitely spend less time watch TV if this was the alternative.

“Oh, don’t worry, I can get a standard model and download the Spock’s voice software myself,” Willow beamed, before dropping her voice, “‘Do not take this road. That would be highly illogical’. ‘You have reached your destination. Live long and prosper’.”

Also: "You are now entering a school zone. Please turn off your warp drive and switch to impulse."

Loved the concert in the park. So romantic.

Looking forward to the next one.

[Promthea128]

I got DIBS!!!!!!!!!

Damnit, so close.

[leonhart17]

Aww, that was FREAKING hot! And the date was so cute! (Clapton for the win!!!) I laughed that Tara had forgotten V-day, but I'd say yard sex more than makes up the difference! God help them if they ever get a pool in the backyard

[Zampsa1975]

Yay for excellent update-y goodness... Wow, that was one yummy way to spend the V-day... The yard-sex really made me laugh, I hope the neighbours didn't notice the plume of hot air those two created... I really loved the romantic date in the open-air-concert...

[Finey_McFine]

Great chapter! I really liked how one minute they're having wild monkey sex and the next they are sharing sweet tender moments.

So nice to see them still so lovey dovey after 5 years!

Looking forward to Paris!!!

[LonelyTara]

Holy hotness Batman! Oh man oh man, I had to wait all day to read this. I was thinking 5B, 5B over and over so much that I think I actually told someone looking for a place on campus that they should go to 5B...there is no 5B...LOL

Outdoor lovin' was fantastic and hot. I am so, so glad that this is only the second of five...still have three hot-y hot chapters to read!!

A few awesome moments:

“I said naked,” Willow said demandingly, more than a little turned on by the fact that they were outside and ripped the blonde’s shirt over her head, snapping her bra off and throwing it behind her, “Mmhh, look at those perfect breasts.”

Have I told you yet that this chapter was hot? Oh...so hot.

And then the hilarity when Willow spazzed about being naked in the yard! Loved it!

Can't wait for Monday!!

[xlaurax1]

Lovely last couple of updated. Excellent start to the 5B!

I loved how excited Willow was that she wouldn't have to spend even one night away from her gal. So sweet.
I hate that Tara's father made her feel anything other than the kind, gentle person that she is. He really needs a good kick in the pants. I'm glad that Willow was able to calm her down, though.

And the valentines morning garden romp. Whew. Take-Charge-Willow, much. That was something! I don't think that Tara will be able to think about gardening the same way again.
Their evening data was just lovely.

Loiking forward to more!

Laura.

[taralicious]

Wow, Laragh, that chapter gave a whole new meaning to the term Victory Garden With Willow straddling Tara with her legs open forming the shape of the titular letter.
That is a gardening show I would watch as a companion series to Cooking with Willow and Tara.
It's the Garden Claw from Garden Weasel.

The dirty talk always gets you there,”

Gets me where I need to go, too.

talks to you in Spock’s voice or something.”

I support the campaign to get Brian Blessed to be the voice of SAT-NAV.
Ah, yes the timeless lyrics of Eric Clapton: even better when sung by Tara to Willow as they were luxuriating on their blanket.
"Willow,
You got me on my knees, Willow;
I'm begging darling please, Willow
Darling won't you ease my aching clit."

[love_2003]

All I have to say is

[Laragh]

BuffyFan4ever –

Great Update.

I don't think this is what people have in mind when they say to spend more time outside. I'd definitely spend less time watch TV if this was the alternative.

Electric bills wouldn’t be anywhere near as expensive

Also: "You are now entering a school zone. Please turn off your warp drive and switch to impulse."

Loved the concert in the park. So romantic.

Glad you liked!

Looking forward to the next one.

Hope you enjoy!

Thanks for commenting!

Promthea128 –

I got DIBS!!!!!!!!!

Damnit, so close.

Very close!!

Hope you enjoyed the chapter and like this one too!

Thanks for your comment!

leonhart17 –

Aww, that was FREAKING hot! And the date was so cute!

Glad you liked!!!!

(Clapton for the win!!!)

Clapton just always wins

I laughed that Tara had forgotten V-day, but I'd say yard sex more than makes up the difference! God help them if they ever get a pool in the backyard

I envision lots of wetness...all from the pool, of course

Thanks for commenting!

Zampsa1975 –

Wow, that was one yummy way to spend the V-day... The yard-sex really made me laugh, I hope the neighbours didn't notice the plume of hot air those two created...

It’d be hard not too, but hopefully the wall blocked them!

I really loved the romantic date in the open-air-concert...

Yay, glad you liked!!

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Finey_McFine –

Great chapter! I really liked how one minute they're having wild monkey sex and the next they are sharing sweet tender moments.

Glad you liked

So nice to see them still so lovey dovey after 5 years!

They’ll always be lovey dovey in my my world lol

Looking forward to Paris!!!

Paris starts now! (well kinda ) Hope you enjoy!

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LonelyTara –

Holy hotness Batman! Oh man oh man, I had to wait all day to read this. I was thinking 5B, 5B over and over so much that I think I actually told someone looking for a place on campus that they should go to 5B...there is no 5B...LOL

Really? That’s actually hilarious lol

Outdoor lovin' was fantastic and hot. I am so, so glad that this is only the second of five...still have three hot-y hot chapters to read!!

And continuing in the exhibisionist train...

Have I told you yet that this chapter was hot? Oh...so hot.

Glad you liked!

And then the hilarity when Willow spazzed about being naked in the yard! Loved it!

She wouldn’t be our Willow if she didn’t spazz out!!

Can't wait for Monday!!

Hope you enjoy this 3B!

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xlaura1 –

Lovely last couple of updated. Excellent start to the 5B!

Yay!

I loved how excited Willow was that she wouldn't have to spend even one night away from her gal. So sweet.
I hate that Tara's father made her feel anything other than the kind, gentle person that she is. He really needs a good kick in the pants. I'm glad that Willow was able to calm her down, though.

Well I think they know each other so well that they just naturally get how to comfort each other

And the valentines morning garden romp. Whew. Take-Charge-Willow, much. That was something! I don't think that Tara will be able to think about gardening the same way again.
Their evening data was just lovely.

One look at her roses and she’ll be lost in memory land

Loiking forward to more!

Hope you enjoy!

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taralicious –

Wow, Laragh, that chapter gave a whole new meaning to the term Victory Garden With Willow straddling Tara with her legs open forming the shape of the titular letter.
That is a gardening show I would watch as a companion series to Cooking with Willow and Tara.
It's the Garden Claw from Garden Weasel.

They could have a whole variety show!

Gets me where I need to go, too.

And me, dude. And me.

I support the campaign to get Brian Blessed to be the voice of SAT-NAV.
Ah, yes the timeless lyrics of Eric Clapton: even better when sung by Tara to Willow as they were luxuriating on their blanket.
"Willow,
You got me on my knees, Willow;
I'm begging darling please, Willow
Darling won't you ease my aching clit."

The not-often heard, but salaciously wonderful version!

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love_2003 –

All I have to say is

Glad you liked!

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[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: Early update 'cause I'm not around at normal time! Enjoy!

Chapter 76

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“Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. The fasten seatbelt sign has been turned off again, so please feel free to get up and stretch your legs. We’re currently cruising at 35,000 feet and approximate landing time at Charles de Gaulle airport, Paris in about two hours time.”


“Thank god,” Willow muttered, unfastening her seatbelt and exhaling slowly, “I hate turbulence.”


“Yea, I noticed,” Tara replied with a smirk, holding up her hand, nail marks indented in her palm.


“Sorry,” Willow said sheepishly, realising she may have held onto the blonde’s hand a bit too tightly, “Did I hurt you?”


“No,” Tara shook her head, her smile turning more loving, “I’m fine.”


Willow smiled back and nodded, before a stray thought lodged itself it her brain, seemingly out of nowhere, though if she had to admit it to herself, it wasn’t completely out of the blue. The thought had occured to her before, but she suddenly felt very much like seeing it through. With that in mind, she leant into her wife and lowered her voice so only she would hear.


“Let me make it up to you.”


Tara didn't hear the inflection in her wife's voice and just smiled gently.


“Sweetie, it’s fine, you don’t have anything to make up for.”


Willow discreetly put a hand on Tara’s thigh, gently squeezing it as she emphasised her words to ensure her wife knew exactly what she meant.


“But I want to make it up to you.”


Tara looked confused at the tone for a moment before she realised exactly what the redhead meant and quickly looked around, making sure no one was listening to their conversation.


“Here?” she asked, unable to deny the thrill the prospect sent through her.


“Well not right exactly here,” Willow replied in a whisper, nodding towards the back of the cabin where the bathrooms, “But it is our honeymoon. Come on, you’ve never wanted to join the Mile High Club?”


“I...I...” Tara looked behind her again before back at Willow, her eyes shining excitedly, “Really?


Willow grinned and jumped out of her seat, leaning down so her mouth was next to the blonde’s ear.


“Left stall, one minute.”


Tara gulped as she felt a light nibbling on her lobe before a rush of cold air hit her side when Willow scurried off up the aisle. She looked out of her seat and saw the redhead slip into the left stall and gulped, before moving to stare straight ahead of her.


She counted to sixty in her head, then as calmly as she could, unfastened her seatbelt and walked slowly up the aisle, trying to remain cool and collected, avoiding eye contact with anyone until she reached the stall and gave a small knock, being pulled into the stall and shoved against the door as it was still being closed.


“I want you so bad,” Willow moaned as she slid the lock across the door, her hands instantly starting to unbutton the blonde’s shirt, her lips attached to Tara’s neck, “So bad.”


Tara moaned and tilted her neck off to the side to give her wife more room, groaning loudly when the redhead began fondling her breasts through her bra, her nipples hardening against the fabric. She let the pleasurable feelings wash over her for a few moments before quickly switching their positions; their lips meeting heatedly as Tara undid the button on the redhead’s jeans and pulled the zipper down, the garment falling down around Willow’s ankles.


Tara moaned into the kiss and hooked her thumbs into Willow’s panties, dragging them down until they fell naturally and pulled away from the kiss. Willow saw her wife begin to lower her body and quickly grasped onto her shoulders, pulling her back up with a shake of her head.


“No.”


“No?” Tara asked, her already hazed-mind completely confused by the statement, “But you...you were the one who...”


“No, I want...” Willow started, trying to explain what she meant, but struggling as her exposed lower-half screamed for some kind of attention, “Don’t want you on the floor. All kinds of...yucky...”


“Oh,” Tara replied, shuddering as she realised she’d been about to kneel on the floor that had who knows what on it, “Right. Good thinking.”


Willow nodded and there was a small awkward silence for a moment as they looked at each other before the redhead grabbed onto the back of Tara’s neck and crushed their lips together passionately, her fingers deftly working to rid the blonde of her pants and panties. Just then there was a small amount of turbulence, which propelled them backwards towards the sink, but both managed to stay in an upright position as Tara gripped the sink to steady them both.


“We have to be qui–ohhh...” Willow didn’t have to finish her sentence as Tara apparently had the same thought and had brought her spare hand down and starting circling the smaller girl’s clit, “Oh baby...”


“Willow...”


Willow heard the almost desperate tone in her lover’s voice and quickly brought one of her own hands down as well, moaning when the felt the copious arousal already present there and swiftly entered her with one finger. Tara moaned at the sensation and felt her breath hitch as Willow used her other hand to cup her ass and grind their hips together.


“Baby, we have to be quiet.”


Willow’s breathing was laboured as she struggled to keep her moaning under control as well, before she had an idea on how they could keep their activities hushed and brought their lips together again, instantly pushing her tongue past Tara’s teeth and into her mouth where it started duelling with its twin. After a minute she felt her wife clench her muscles around her finger and took the hint to add a second.


Tara started pumping her hips faster at the inclusion of a second finger and dragged her own fingers down and thrust them inside. She felt Willow whimper into the kiss and felt her legs begin to shake so quickly moved her hand from the sink and wrapped it around the redhead’s waist to keep her stable as they moved in and out of each other, each reaching the other’s sweet spot as they both began curling their fingers.


It only took a couple of minutes of thrusting (the added vibrations from the plane only helping things along) before the beginning flutterings started around both girls fingers and their kiss slowed as they were both engulfed by the massive waves of pleasure until their lips were just resting against each other and their chests heaving as they fought to fill their lungs with air.


“Oh god,” Willow whispered, pulling back completely and burying her head in the crook of the blonde’s neck, “That...”


“Mmhhmm,” Tara nodded, moving her hand from Willow’s waist to her head, softly stroking her hair, “Wow.”


“Yea,” Willow agreed, “Very wow.”


They stayed like that, quiet, for about a minute until Tara spoke up again.


“We should probably leave. People are gonna get suspicious.”


“Right,” Willow nodded into Tara’s neck, before pulling back and gently extracting her fingers, “Okay.”


Tara copied the motion and they both quickly got redressed.


“I’ll go first,” Tara whispered, doing up the top button of her shirt, “You follow in like a minute or so, okay?”


Willow nodded, grinning uncontrollably.


“I feel so naughty. Like I’m about to be called to the principal’s office or something.”


Tara giggled softly before leaning over for a quick kiss, then ushering Willow behind her and going to unlock the door, pulling it open just enough to get out, where she was met by a woman, waiting to go in after her.


The woman smiled at Tara and went to open the door again, so, thinking quickly, Tara moved them both so their backs were facing the door. The woman was completely alarmed and looked like she was about to yell so Tara backed off a bit and thought about something to say.


“Sorry,” she said, wringing her hands nervously, “I just saw your earrings and I had to ask where you got them. They’re beautiful.”


“Oh,” the woman breathed a sigh of relief before smiling almost cockily and bringing a hand up to hold one of her earrings, “My husband got them in Manhattan in a great little store on west 14th. They’re real diamonds, you know?”


“Really?” Tara asked, at the same time as she heard the bathroom door open and Willow’s head pop out. She motioned with her eyes for her to get out of there quickly while she continued to distract the other woman, “They certainly look it.”


“Oh yes,” the woman replied haughtily, putting a hand against her chest, “My husband does spoil me.”


Tara nodded and glanced back again to see Willow was out of sight.


“Well sorry to bother you. Thanks!”


“Oh no problem,” the woman replied as Tara started to back away.


Tara practically ran back to their seats, where Willow was already sitting, nervously tapping her feet.


“What was that about?” she asked as Tara took her seat.


“She was going to go in when you were still in there!” Tara replied, exhaling slowly as she refastened her seatbelt, “I had to stall.”


Willow bit her lip as she contained a laugh and Tara glared at her.


“It’s not funny! We were this close to being caught.”


Tara held her thumb and forefinger an inch apart to indicate and Willow couldn’t help the flurry of giggles that escaped her mouth. Tara had to concede that it was kind of funny after that and joined in the giggling until the man across from them cleared his throat rather loudly and they tried to contain themselves, though it just made them want to laugh more.


“I can’t believe we really did that!” Willow whispered when they calmed down slightly, “On a plane! With hundreds of people separated from us only by a door about a centimetre in width! I mean, first in the yard and now this? Not forgetting a time or two in our misspent youth, but we’re not kids anymore! We’re turning into quite the exhibitionists.”


“And don’t forget the car! Cars!” Tara whispered back, hanging her face in her hands, before looking up, her eyes shining with mirth, “It was fun though.”


Willow’s eyes twinkled.


“Fun is an understatement. I almost fell over with pleasure a couple of times.”


“I know,” Tara grinned, before she scrunched up her nose when she remembered something, “Thanks for making sure I didn’t get on the floor. I kinda forget where we were for a second back there.”


Willow’s eyes started shining and she moved a hand against Tara’s hip, tapping the exposed skin between the hem of her shirt and the waistband of her pants.


“You’ll just have to thank me by getting on your knees in the hotel room later.”


“I think I can manage that,” Tara replied, her grin getting wider, “If you can handle it.”


Willow moved her hand to squeeze the blonde’s hip completely.


“Well, I dunno, you do blow my mind...but I think it’s worth a test-run.”


Willow leaned over for a sweet, loving kiss as the same thought kept running through her mind.


What an awesome start to our honeymoon.

[Alex_Vixen]

DIBS!

That was an awesome Chapter, buddy. To be honest, I kinda skipped the sex part, am not really in the mood for that, but the whole idea was AWESOME.

Man...this reply sucks but whatever....my brain is nowhere to be found right now.

[leonhart17]

I agree! That was an awesome start to the honeymoon! I can't wait till they land and get to this hotel

[BuffyFan4ever]

It's no fair when you mess up my schedule.

Great update. I've always wondered how quiet you would have to be for no one to hear.

Can't wait until they get to the hotel room.

[Zampsa1975]

Yay for excellent update-y goodness... Wow... That was one yummy way to start the honeymoon... They sure have become more and more exhibitionists in their journey... Can't wait for the rest of their smutty honeymoon...

[Promthea128]

I knew as soon as I read they were on the plane that they'd join the Mile High Club. When I read the last update, I was like, 'What, Paris?' then remembered Iras sweetness

[LonelyTara]

HEE HEE HEE! Delightful, delightful, gotta love that quick thinking Tara. Yet another day that I am tortured by having to work for part of my 5B! Friday...are you posting Friday too? Friday I will be able to read it because I'm off. Wednesday, torture, but such DELICIOUS torture!

[Finey_McFine]

I guess you could say that they're honeymoon really started off with a 'bang!' Haha

Yeah I know, that was bad, but the chapter was great!! On to Paris!!!

[taralicious]

“I want you so bad,” Willow moaned as she slid the lock across the door, her hands instantly starting to unbutton the blonde’s shirt, her lips attached to Tara’s neck, “So bad.”

This is bleeding over from the Holiday challenge as now you are putting Beatles lyrics into your regular fiction.
"I want you so bad it's driving me mad...it's driving me."
Fortunately neither of the women are worthy of finishing that lyric as neither of them are so heavy.
There is an idea for a challenge, however. A Willow/Tara themed story using all the song titles from "Abbey Road."

“No, I want...” Willow started, trying to explain what she meant, but struggling as her exposed lower-half screamed for some kind of attention, “Don’t want you on the floor. All kinds of...yucky...”

Worst place to have sex ever followed by the sticky floor of a movie theatre but so worth it if Tara is going to bring you to climax.

“I feel so naughty. Like I’m about to be called to the principal’s office or something.”

Another enticing scenario that my mind is conjuring up some lovely imagery to play with.

“Sorry,” she said, wringing her hands nervously, “I just saw your earrings and I had to ask where you got them. They’re beautiful.”

Tara thinks fast and is as nimble on her feet as she is when being swept off of them by Willow's nimble fingers and dextrous tongue.

“You’ll just have to thank me by getting on your knees in the hotel room later.”

Cue the alternate lyrics version of "Layla" I quoted earlier.

[xlaurax1]

I would say that is was a great update, but really, there's not much chance of me ever saying I DON'T love any update from you.
But, what the hell, who doesn't love to hear it?

This was a great update!

“Thank god,” Willow muttered, unfastening her seatbelt and exhaling slowly, “I hate turbulence.”


“Yea, I noticed,” Tara replied with a smirk, holding up her hand, nail marks indented in her palm.

Poor Tara, at least she can see the funny side. I guess she should be used to nail marks from Willow anyway.

Ah, mile high club. How could Willow and Tara resist its magnetic pull. They are definitely turing into exhibitionists. All the better for us, I say.

Bring on Paris!

Laura.

[Laragh]

Alex_Vixen –

DIBS!

Woohoo!

That was an awesome Chapter, buddy. To be honest, I kinda skipped the sex part, am not really in the mood for that, but the whole idea was AWESOME.

Lol, glad you liked what you read This and the next are NC-17 chapters too, so it’s cool if you want to skip (although the next has a little bit of plot too)

Man...this reply sucks but whatever....my brain is nowhere to be found right now.

It didn’t suck, it was great Hope things are getting a little better for you and your friend.

PS Love your new icon!

Thanks for commenting!

leonhart17 –

I agree! That was an awesome start to the honeymoon!

Glad you liked!

I can't wait till they land and get to this hotel

You don’t have to wait long!

Thanks for your comment!

BuffyFan4ever –

It's no fair when you mess up my schedule.

I’ll try to avoid any unscheduled updates in the future!!

Great update. I've always wondered how quiet you would have to be for no one to hear.

I would imagine very

Can't wait until they get to the hotel room.

Hope you enjoy!

Thanks for commenting!

Zampsa1975 –

Wow... That was one yummy way to start the honeymoon...

Glad you liked!

They sure have become more and more exhibitionists in their journey...

They really have

Can't wait for the rest of their smutty honeymoon...

Hope you enjoy!!

Thanks for your comment!

Promthea128 –

I knew as soon as I read they were on the plane that they'd join the Mile High Club.

They couldn’t pass up such a wonderful opportunity!

When I read the last update, I was like, 'What, Paris?' then remembered Iras sweetness

Ah yes, I probably should have referenced it again to make it more clear Glad you got it though!

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LonelyTara –

HEE HEE HEE! Delightful, delightful, gotta love that quick thinking Tara.

That girl can think on her feet lol

Yet another day that I am tortured by having to work for part of my 5B! Friday...are you posting Friday too? Friday I will be able to read it because I'm off. Wednesday, torture, but such DELICIOUS torture!

I am of course posting Friday, the last of the 5B! I better try and make it good

Thanks for your feedback!

Finey_McFine –

I guess you could say that they're honeymoon really started off with a 'bang!' Haha

Yeah I know, that was bad, but the chapter was great!! On to Paris!!!

It couldn’t have been that bad, I laughed! Hope you enjoy Paris!

Thanks for commenting!

taralicious –

This is bleeding over from the Holiday challenge as now you are putting Beatles lyrics into your regular fiction.
"I want you so bad it's driving me mad...it's driving me."
Fortunately neither of the women are worthy of finishing that lyric as neither of them are so heavy.
There is an idea for a challenge, however. A Willow/Tara themed story using all the song titles from "Abbey Road."

Lol, I didn’t even pick up on that as I was writing it, but very true! And I’d like to see that challenge too!

Worst place to have sex ever followed by the sticky floor of a movie theatre but so worth it if Tara is going to bring you to climax.

Anything is worth Tara giving you an orgasm!

Another enticing scenario that my mind is conjuring up some lovely imagery to play with.

My mind constantly thinks up enticing scenarios for those two!

Tara thinks fast and is as nimble on her feet as she is when being swept off of them by Willow's nimble fingers and dextrous tongue.

She’s learned to follow Willow’s cues and learns from her wife’s wonderful attributes!

Cue the alternate lyrics version of "Layla" I quoted earlier.

They could be adapted to almost any situation now!

Thanks for your feedback!

xlaura1 –

I would say that is was a great update, but really, there's not much chance of me ever saying I DON'T love any update from you.
But, what the hell, who doesn't love to hear it?

This was a great update!

Oh no, I hate being flattered. I always just ignore it and pretend like I’ve never read it. /playful sarcasm

Thank you

Poor Tara, at least she can see the funny side. I guess she should be used to nail marks from Willow anyway.

And all I have to say is: lucky, lucky, girl.

Ah, mile high club. How could Willow and Tara resist its magnetic pull. They are definitely turing into exhibitionists. All the better for us, I say.

And all the funner (not a word, but I digress) for me to write!

Bring on Paris!

Paris is here!

Thanks for commenting!

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[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: I'm giving a general shout-out to the other competition happening over on The Kitten forum, in case any of you guys don't venture off of pens and haven't seen it and want to give it a go, especially you guys who aren't into writing the fanfic. Check it out and submit, the more entries the better!!

Chapter 77

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“Holy luxury, Batman!”


Willow’s voice boomed around the room in an awe-filled tone as she walked into their hotel room followed by Tara, who was wheeling their luggage. She too, looked awed.


“Wow. Look at this place!”


Tara carefully dropped the two cases on the floor and closed the door behind them and looked around the room. The walls were a soft cream colour and a large queen-sized, four-poster bed lay in the middle of the room, with mahogany nightstands either side, both of which had lamps and what looked like a fresh rose resting in a glass. There were two large bay windows, with a full-length mirror between and a mahogany desk opposite the bed with a television sitting on it.


Off to the side was the bathroom, all done in marble, with a large bath and separate shower but the most beautiful part of the room was the view from the windows. If you stood in front of them, which both girls now were, the entire city of Paris was illuminated in the night, the silhouette of the Eiffel Tower evident just off to the side.


“We have to get Dad the nicest thank-you card,” Willow remarked as she gazed out into the city, “Like, I’m not talking Hallmark, here.”


“We will.”


Tara moved behind the redhead and wrapped her arms around her stomach, resting her head on her wife’s shoulder.


“What time is it?” Willow asked after a moment, leaning back into the touch.


Tara checked her watch, which she’d changed into local time on the plane before they landed.


“Just after 10pm. It’d be good if we went to sleep in the next couple of hours, then we can get up a normal time.”


Willow nodded as she gazed out of the window.


“That works for me. I’m pretty sleepy from the plane journey anyway. What’re the plans for tomorrow?”


“Well...” Tara started, starting to subconsciously sway their bodies, “The only day I have definitive plans for is Thursday.”


“Our anniversary,” Willow said softly, smiling, “Five years.”


“I know. Hard to believe sometimes. The last time we were here together was our anniversary too,” Tara replied with a wistful and happy look on her face, “But for tomorrow, I figure we can just stroll the city? Since it’s Sunday and everything, just a nice, relaxed day. Then during the week we can visit The Louvre and Notre-Dame and the Arc de Triomphe. The Eiffel Tower, of course. I can’t wait to see all those places with you. And I have to take you to this wonderful cafe around the corner from where my dorm was. They do croissants to die for.”


“You’re so sexy when you have your French accent on,” Willow replied with a small shudder, before turning in the blonde’s arms, “Say something in French.”


Tara had spoken the language of love before she’d lived in Paris for that short while, but had become fluent over the few months she had resided in the city.


“Je t’aime, ma chérie.”


Willow grinned; she’d been hoping Tara would say that.


“Moi aussi, je t'aime.”


Tara looked both impressed and surprised at the same time.


“Where did you learn that?”


“There was a video thing on the plane,” Willow admitted sheepishly, “It was about Paris and taught some phrases and stuff.”


“So what else can you say?” Tara asked with a grin.


“Um...” Willow stopped and pondered for a moment, “Où est le metro?”


Tara snorted and Willow looked away, embarrassed, before turning back and throwing her arms around Tara’s neck.


“Say something else.”


Tara lifted one hand up and traced a finger from the redhead’s forehead, down the bridge of her nose and drew the outline of her lips.


“Tu es la plus belle femme du monde.”


Willow knew what the words ‘belle’ and ‘monde’ meant and was able to decipher that Tara had just called her the most beautiful woman in the world, blushing at the compliment.


“Tu es mon coeur et mon âme,” Tara continued, before translating, “You are my heart and my soul.”


Willow felt her heart speed up at all the words of love and waited with bated breath as Tara spoke again.


“Je te veux nue et dans le lit, s'il te plaît.”


“What does that mean?” Willow asked breathlessly, her eyes locked on Tara’s.


“It means,” Tara whispered, cupping one of her wife’s cheeks tenderly and managing to keep a straight face, “I want you naked and in bed, please.”


Willow looked completely surprised for a second before a big grin broke out on her face and she laughed.


“You do, huh?”


“Mmhhmm,” Tara replied with a smirk, running her hand up and down the redhead’s side, “We have an agreement, remember? I believe you wanted me...on my knees?”


Willow gulped and nodded, her mouth gone dry as Tara pushed her back towards the bed. She sat down as the back of her knees connected with the mattress and the blonde climbed onto her lap, pulling the smaller girl’s t-shirt over her head before swooping down and capturing her wife’s lips.


Willow moaned into the kiss and unbuttoned the taller girl’s shirt at lightning speed, quickly pushing it off her shoulders and moved her hands to mould Tara’s breasts through her bra. Tara thrust her chest into Willow’s hands without breaking the kiss and unsnapped her bra, throwing it somewhere off to the side before pulling back and slipping onto her knees between the redhead’s legs.


She slipped Willow’s shoes over her ankles and pulled her socks off, bringing each foot up to her mouth individually and kissing a circle around each ankle, before lowering her head into the redhead’s lap and popping the button of her jeans open with her mouth, dragging the zipper down with her teeth.


“Lift,” she said quietly, pulling her wife’s jeans and panties down her legs when Willow lifted her hips off the bed, “So beautiful.”


Tara ran her hands along the smaller girl’s thighs, separating them before she dropped her head again and inhaled her lover’s scent deeply. Willow gulped and stretched her arms out behind her, palms flat on the bed and gasped when she felt a warm, wet tongue push itself into her folds.


“Mmhh...Tara...”


Tara ran her tongue the length of the redhead a few times, enjoying her velvety feel before circling her clit gently, teasing it from its hood. When the sensitive tip emerged, she wrapped her lips around the tightening bud, feeling it throb inside her mouth before she started a light sucking motion, which Willow apparently enjoyed very much as a string out loud moans reverberated around the room.


“Feels so good…so good.”


Willow felt a bead of sweat form on her brow and fall down her face, her eyes fluttering open when she tasted the drop of salty liquid on her lip. She glanced down and groaned at the sight; Tara’s head bobbing up and down between her legs, her mouth firmly attached to her core and her flowing blonde hair spread out over her thighs.


“Oh Tara...you look like a goddess.”


Willow arched her back when the blonde moaned her response, the vibrations sending shockwaves from her center to every nerve in her body as her hips, seemingly with a mind of their own, began bucking into Tara’s face, trying to deepen the contact, if that were even possible. Tara moved her hands up and held her wife’s breasts in her hands, squeezing the firm flesh for a moment before holding each nipple between two fingers and pinching them lightly.


Willow moaned, tension swiftly rising and coiling throughout her entire body. She threw her head back and clutched the sheet beneath her hand, desperately trying to ease the strain her body was under until the blonde’s ministrations finally sent her over, her arms giving way as she collapsed back onto the bed, one hand going to Tara’s head, holding her to her as the ripples of pleasure spread through her, calling out her wife’s name.


“Tara!”


Tara felt the redhead’s thighs clench around her ears and continued to softly stroke the smaller girl’s heated flesh with her tongue until her body relaxed and the hand on Tara’s head began softly stroking her hair, a quiet requested being uttered from above.


“Kiss me, baby. Please.”


Tara gave a final long, languid lick, enjoying the last taste of her lover before pulling back and placing a kiss on her mound, then gathering Willow’s legs with one arm and reaching up to hold her neck with the other, moving them so they were both lying lengthways on the bed; Willow on her back, a look of deeply sated relaxation on her features and Tara alongside her, stroking her arm and looking down at her with deep devotion.


“Je t’adore,” she whispered before leaning down and kissing the redhead softly.


Willow was able to understand what that meant without a need for translation and responded to the kiss, sucking Tara’s bottom lip into her mouth and nibbling on it lightly before running her tongue along it, then pushing her wriggling muscle into the blonde’s mouth.


Tara moaned as the kiss deepened and Willow stroked her tongue with her own, the redhead moving her body to lie on her side as well so she could wrap her arms around Tara’s neck. She tried to tangle their legs together, seeking even more intimate contact and it was then she realised Tara was still very much clothed.


“You’re not naked,” she mumbled as they kissed, “Not fair.”


Tara grabbed Willow’s hand and pushed it down to the button of her pants, indicating she wanted her to remove them, not willing to break the kiss to get rid of the obstructive clothing herself, but kicking her shoes off to aid the process.


Willow popped the button on her wife’s pants and pushed both them and her panties over the swell of her ass and as far down her legs as she could, where the blonde shimmied the rest of the way out of them and the redhead’s hand went to unhook Tara’s bra, pulling it off her shoulders and throwing it on the floor before her hands found their way back to the her lover’s naked breasts and cupped them firmly.


“Mmhh,” Willow moaned dreamily, pulling back as she squeezed the blonde’s flesh, “Your breasts are...heavenly.”


“They love your hands...” Tara replied, arching her entire body, before her tone turned hopeful, “And your mouth...?”


“They taste great, too,” Willow giggled as she dropped her head and opened her mouth wide to engulf her wife’s breast.


Tara moaned as the redhead suckled on her skin, manoeuvring her lower-half so her center was against Willow’s thigh and started a light rubbing motion.


“Oh yea...” she whispered at the contact, using one hand to hold Willow to her chest, “Mmhh...god, yes.”


Willow listened to Tara moan and groan as she worshipped her breasts and almost lost hold of the nipple she had in her mouth when the blonde suddenly moved them so she was lying on her back and the redhead was on top of her, but if the hand clutching in Willow’s hair was any indication, Tara didn’t want her to stop her attentions.


“Willow, you too,” Tara moaned, trying to move her own thigh so it was in contact with her lover’s core, “Please. I want it together.”


Willow adjusted herself so they were both rubbing themselves on each other’s thighs, the redhead understanding her wife’s sudden change of positions and started sucking on the blonde’s nipple when she felt friction of her lover’s skin against her clit.


“Oh Willow...oh yes...”


Tara kept one hand firmly entwined in Willow’s hair as the redhead switched between her breasts and brought the other down to her butt cheek, encouraging the movement on her thigh as they both soared closer and closer to climax.


“Oh god, I’m so close...”


Willow felt her wife start to rub herself more frantically as her moans got louder and louder until her entire body stiffened beneath her and she felt a flood of juices flow onto her thigh.


“Oh yes, Willow!”


Willow’s own orgasm shot right through her at the sound of Tara calling her name at the height of her passion, making her bite down on the nipple in her mouth as her toes curled and her body shook. She recovered a moment later and quickly snapped her head up when she heard a small whimper, realising she had bitten too hard, having been too lost in her own high to notice.


“Baby, I’m so sorry, are you okay?” she asked, hovering her body above the blonde’s, “I didn’t mean to bite so hard, you just made me...it was so intense and my teeth clenched and-”


“Willow, shush,” Tara cut her off, “I’m fine. And that was incredible.”


Willow looked unconvinced.


“I didn’t hurt you?”


“It felt good,” Tara reassured, with a small smirk, “I was the one who said I wanted your mouth, remember?”


“But you whimpered...”


“Okay...” Tara reasoned, biting her lip for a moment, “It hurt for maybe half a second when you held on. But I barely noticed it. Willow, it was really nothing. Please don’t feel bad. Just come here and cuddle me.”


Willow looked unsure and upset with herself for another moment until Tara held her arms open and she gratefully sank into the embrace, nuzzling into her wife’s neck.


“You know I’d never-”


“I know,” Tara replied quickly, knowing what the redhead was going to say, “I know you’d never intentionally hurt me. Now stop stressing, you’re ruining our post-sex snuggles.”


Willow heard the mirth in the blonde’s voice and couldn’t help the smile that resonated on her lips in response as she placed a series of soft kisses on her wife’s throat.


“Tara?”


Tara started softly stroking the smaller girl’s hair, curling the ends in her fingers.


“Yes, my love?”


Willow raised her head and made sure the taller girl was looking her straight in the eye as she spoke.


“I adore you, too.”

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EDIT: Major thanks to a certain kitten for giving me a correction on one of my translations!

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Dibs

Great chapter. Loved Tara speaking French.

“So what else can you say?” Tara asked with a grin.


“Um...” Willow stopped and pondered for a moment, “Où est le metro?”

Now stop stressing, you’re ruining our post-sex snuggles.”

Tara's great at putting thing in perspective.

Can't wait to see more of their trip.