Okay.. I finally finished it... and ... well.. here it is...
Cheers
DW
Previously in TYA:
As she turned to go down the hall she found her mouth suddenly consumed by that of her lover’s in a deep and passionate kiss. She relaxed instantly, letting out a soft moan of contentment as Willow wrapped her arms around her, holding her close. After a wonderfully long moment, they pulled slightly back, taking in each other’s gaze.
“What was that for?” Tara asked softly.
“Being you”, Willow answered, looking serenely into her wife’s gorgeous blue eyes, her fingers toying in soft blonde hair.
Tara smiled her lopsided grin and pulled Willow close to her, resting her head on her wife’s shoulder, her nose against her neck. She inhaled. “Mmm”, she sighed, “You smell nice.”
“I just showered”, the redhead stated matter-of-factly, kissing at her love’s cheek.
“No” Tara stated plainly.
“Uh”, Willow puzzled, “Yes I did.”
“I mean, no there’s more to it”, Tara explained, taking in another deep inhalation. “It’s you… lavender, pine, spice…”
Willow raised a curious eyebrow as she felt Tara taste the skin behind her ear. “And everything nice?” she queried, her voice faltering a little as her eyelids fluttered in response to her lover’s ministrations.
“That’s what little Willow’s are made of”, the blonde murmured sensually, tightening her grip around the hacker’s back, causing their breasts to press into one another.
“Tara?” Willow gulped at her arousal.
“Hmm?”
“Come to bed…”
Tara pulled back and looked into her wife’s emerald green eyes. “Are you sure?” It would be the first time they had been together since just before Michelle was born, not to mention the fact that her lover’s breasts were still bruised and sore from the previous night.
Rather than answer, Willow gently stepped away from Tara, taking her sweetheart by the hand and leading her quietly into their bedroom, closing the door behind them.
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Willow felt the door shudder as it clicked into the frame. She turned and faced her love, content just to live in her eyes for a moment. She felt Tara’s hand gently tighten its grip within her own as she watched blue eyes smile. Willow released the blonde’s hand, bringing both of hers up to cup either side of her wife’s face, drawing her in to another sweet kiss.
Tara wrapped her arms around Willow’s waist, pulling her nearer into the embrace as the kiss deepened and lips parted to invite tongues to join in a sensual dance. Willow ran her fingers down Tara’s graceful neck, pausing her fingers at the collar of her blouse, curling them into the material and gripping tightly, as if to steady herself from falling. Reluctantly, but unable to deny her hunger to taste Tara’s skin, she let her lips wander away from the kiss and along the blonde’s jaw line, to her neck and down it as her fingers slipped free of their entanglement and slid to the first of the vertical line of buttons, deftly undoing it and tugging the cloth aside allowing more skin for her lips and tongue to savor.
Tara let her head loll back on her neck, providing even more for her lover to enjoy. She held steadfastly to Willow’s hips, only allowing her hands to slip from their purchase as the redhead’s body slid down the front of her own leaving a trail of chaste kisses in its wake down the front of her abdomen, two kisses for every button undone. Now that she had reached the bottom of the first obstacle to her love’s body, Willow slowly stood back up, tracing her hands up the soft skin of Tara’s sides, feeling the momentary juxtaposition of textures as her fingers traced over the soft material of the blonde’s bra before they finally landed on bare shoulders and sliding down the outside of smooth arms thereby pushing the shirt off and to the floor where it landed in a blue puddle at their feet.
The blonde’s hands once again fell to Willow’s waist, this time following the line of the terry-cloth belt of her bathrobe and gently beginning to untie it. The hacker’s lips found Tara’s mouth yet again and they kissed. Willow walked Tara backwards toward the edge of the bed, the blonde sitting as she felt her calves press into the downy comforter. The blonde finished undoing the front of Willow’s robe just in time for the redhead to climb onto the bed, straddling her.
Willow leaned forward, encouraging Tara to lie back onto the mattress. Tara pushed the bathrobe off her wife’s shoulders as she layback so that now Willow rested nude on top of her. The hacker hovered, her lips millimeters from Tara’s own, she tilted her head slightly and touched the skin of her right cheek to her lover’s, rubbing them lightly together. The touch was warm, caring and erotic all at once and Tara sighed contentedly at the feeling. The redhead then grazed their lips together as she slid her head to the other side of her lover’s face, massaging their other cheeks against one another, mirroring the move from the previous side. While she did this, Willow balanced her weight on one hand, reaching down between their bodies with her other, expertly undoing the front clasping bra her wife still wore, then moving down even further to undo the drawstring of Tara’s skirt.
As she felt the material around her waist loosen, Tara turned her head, catching Willow’s lips with her own in another deep and loving kiss. She ran her tongue across her lover’s lips, seeking entrance, which Willow gladly permitted, their tongues now diving in to taste and caress each other.
When they finally parted only out of necessity for air, Willow whispered softly in to Tara’s ear, “Scoot up…”
Tara did not have to be told twice, she slid backwards up the length of the bed toward the headboard, the action causing her to leave her loose skirt and bra behind, as well as her panties, thanks to her wife gently pulling the last barrier between them off as she had moved.
Willow now slid up her lover’s body, intent on pressing their nude bodies completely together, but found herself stopped by Tara holding up a hand in pause. The redhead quirked her head to the side in confusion. A confusion that passed quickly as she discovered where Tara’s eyes had fallen.
The blonde used the fingertips of her outstretched hand and sadly traced the dark purple bruising surrounding her wife’s areolas, her eyes taking in the sight of the injured flesh with a note of concern. Willow silenced Tara’s worries by taking the hand that was gently touching her, kissing it lightly and then letting it go, allowing it to fall where it may. Tara let her hand drift down to rest beside her head, nodding almost imperceptibly, allowing Willow to continue.
Willow leaned forward again, resting her full weight on her lover beneath her. Their breasts pressed into one another tightly, though if it caused the redhead any pain, she never showed it. They kissed again, and Tara wrapped her arms around Willow’s back, running her hands and fingers up and down the soft skin she found there. The hacker was content to stay like this for several long moments, feeling their bodies pressing into one another, exchanging heat. It was comfortable, it was safe, and it was good.
Neither of them spoke. Whether out of reverence for the moment or fear that if they made a sound it would break the spell of this chance. Emily would have a bad dream. Michelle would wake up hungry. Buffy would call. Or any other number of things that could happen or go wrong and cause them to be unable to have this moment. Coming together again, for the first time.
Finally, after what seemed a wonderful age, Willow adjusted herself so that one of her thighs rested between her wife’s legs and she began to rock, slowly, gently, massaging her lover’s center as she felt Tara’s hands slide down to grasp at her behind, lightly digging into the flesh. A sign of encouragement. The redhead let her lips fall to Tara’s neck, then her collarbone, and at last her breasts. Massaging the nipple of first one, then the other, with her tongue. Nipping and sucking at the sensitive creamy mounds; learning again their taste, texture and weight. Tara moaned softly and delightfully at her lover’s ministrations, she bit her lip as the rocking into her center began to elucidate a light humming all through out her body, as she was made alive again.
The blonde brought one of her hands around from off her wife’s bottom and let her fingers explore into the hot, wet folds of Willow’s sex, causing the redhead’s hips to buck forward at the connection. Willow let out a gasp as Tara ran her fingers up and down her slippery folds, occasionally grazing over the hard nub of her center sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.
Wanting to keep things evenly matched, Willow likewise drew one of her hands down between their bodies and with two fingers entered the familiar territory of her wife’s sex. She felt Tara exhale and then roll her hips in response and she smiled against the moist and erect nipple that she had been pleasuring. With her free hand, Tara raked her nails up Willow’s back, tangling her fingers into auburn tresses she pulled her lover’s lips back up to her own as she now pressed two fingers deep into her wife’s center.
Willow whimpered softly into Tara’s mouth as she felt her sweetheart move inside of her, filling her completely. She rocked her hips up and forward to take as much of Tara inside of her as she could. With both of them now inside each other, their dance began to become slightly more erratic. Their hips rolled a little more wildly against one another as they continued to kiss and taste each other’s lips and skin. They each began a gentle piston of their fingers inside one another, matching each other’s rhythm almost perfectly. Willow began to feel Tara starting to grip her fingers tightly, signaling her release. Tara likewise knew that her love was equally as close. She began to rub and roll Willow’s hard center under her thumb, feeling the redhead answer her in kind.
They gasped, breathing heavily against each other’s faces as they both neared the climax of their passionate lovemaking. Suddenly, Willow felt Tara tense beneath her and watched the blonde as her head rolled back, her mouth opening in a silent cry of ecstasy. The redhead quickly followed, the intensity of her release causing her hand to still inside her lover, unable to move as all the nerves in her body fired off signals of pleasure, her sight momentarily blinded by fireworks going off behind her eyes. When she was finally able to see again, she found herself staring into the windows of a soul she had grown to know as her own.
Tara leaned up and captured Willow’s mouth in a soft and tender kiss. A kiss that communicated both an end and a beginning. She brought her hands up to rest again on Willow’s back, now covered in a thin sheen of sweat from her exertions, and gently urged her lover to relax down onto her body.
“I’m not too heavy?” Willow asked quietly, almost childlike, as she brought her arms to curl up around Tara’s shoulders.
“Never”, Tara whispered back as she closed her eyes, allowing sleep to begin to overtake her, so comfortable and safe was she in this position. “We’ll stay warm this way. Is your back cold?” She added as an afterthought, reaching one arm out to the edge of the comforter, and pulling it over them both.
“If I was going to be, I won’t be now”, was the sleepy reply. Willow smiled tiredly as she felt her wife kiss the top of her head and hold her just a little more tightly. Almost in unison they let out a long steadying breath and fell deep into slumber.
There were no more worries. At least for this night.
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TBC....
Edited by: DarkWiccan at: 9/9/02 12:11:47 am
Wow... I feel so... encouraged now... 
I'm assuming that the lack of perfection in my love scenes is a good thing. I try to write as real as I can and while hopefully we all have had or will have what we might consider "perfect sex", even two soulmates aren't always going to have romance novel lovin'. But they still more than adequately expressed their love for each other and that's what matters. 
worthy, but most importantly their reconnection conveyed the depth of their bond/love. One of the things I love throughout this fic is W&T communicating without the need of words, and I thought this part conveyed that connection so well. Also glad they weren't interrupted, and can't wait for the next part! 
at: 9/9/02 12:38:51 pm
@ that last scene! It was so tender and loving...made me want a piece of the "Tender Lovin' Pie!" hehehe! 
+ 
Beautiful. 
-Viv- 
:: I love doing that...