TITLE: THE LOVERS, THE DREAMERS AND ME
AUTHOR: Wimpy0729
RATING: NC-17
FEEDBACK: Yes please.
DISCLAIMER: Willow, Tara and all other BtVS characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, etc. The story and all other characters, human and otherwise, belong to me.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I have no beta for this one, so all mistakes are my own. For any glaring errors, please PM me.
Sorry for the delay. Real life has kept me pretty busy, but I'm trying to get back on track. Thanks for sticking with me.
As always, a huge thanks again to everyone for reading and/or replying.
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CHAPTER 42Faith dunked pissy man's head into the pool first so he didn't smell up her truck, then she and Buffy tied the two men in securely and drove straight to Mary's.
Willow and Tara went out to check on the real delivery drivers, who had been knocked out with the chloroform and thrown in the back of their own truck. They were just starting to come around, so Tara checked them over and found no signs of injury. Once sure they were safe enough to drive, she apologized again and gave them a big tip, explaining that their assailants had been taken care of. They thanked her and climbed in the cab and shut the door. The driver leaned out the window as they said their goodbyes.
"You know, Miss Maclay, that's the most excitement I've had since I moved here from Sunnydale. At least I didn't wake up with a
neck rupture," he said laughing.
"Hey, that's where I'm from," Willow spoke up, her curiosity piqued. "Who was your real estate agent?" The redhead listened carefully as the man gave her the information and missed the huge smile spread across her girlfriend's face.
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"Sooo...
boys," Mary addressed the tied up men with eerie calmness as she paced slowly back and forth on her porch. She looked over to the small table, where Sofie and Faith decided was a good place to sharpen their knives. She then glanced at Buffy, who was testing her new strength by bending a piece of 1 inch pipe, making sure she was close enough for the bound men to see it. "You were going to kidnap
my daughter, were you?"
Both men audibly gulped, and gave a short nod to the intimidating older woman.
"Well now, I think you decided to mess with the wrong family, don't you?" she asked slowly, still maintaining her calm demeanor.
Both men stayed silent, only responding with a slight nod.
"Would you like to know what we did to the last person who tried to mess with our family?"
The men had just started to shake their heads when they found very sharp knives thrust into the chair between their legs. Faith and Sofia smiled down at the men and spoke in unison.
"Castrated him."
"Oops," Mary said sarcastically as both men passed out cold.
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Willow and Tara headed back in the house hand in hand, wearing matching smiles. Tara didn't ask what she really wanted to know, so she asked something else she was curious about.
"Will, there's something I was wondering. My Latin is a little rusty, but when you told Chosen to let that guy go, that's what it was, right?"
"Oh, that? Yeah, it was," Willow answered distractedly.
"And you knew she'd understand?" Tara guessed.
Willow looked at her, smiling nervously. "See, this is where you're gonna think I'm crazy."
"I would never think that, and you know it," Tara said as she dropped her girlfriend's hand and pulled her into her arms. "What did you say to her?"
"Libertas. It means 'freedom'. It just kind of came to me." Willow hesitated, then looked seriously into caring blue eyes. "Tara, have you had anymore dreams, you know, like we had before?"
"I don't think so, baby. Not that I recall anyway, why?"
"Well, this morning, when I was in the shower, and wasn't thinking of
you, I had little flashes...I guess from a dream. I didn't remember much about it, but that word just kept popping in my head, but I didn't know why. Then when Chosen didn't want to let him go, it just felt like that was what I needed to say, ya know?"
Tara smiled and nodded in understanding. "I get it, and it worked so there must've been something to it." The blonde sighed and kissed her softly. "Well, I guess we better get to work. Will you do me the honor of accompanying me to lunch at Mama Maclay's house today, beautiful?" she asked smiling that sexy smile.
"I would be honored, Miss Maclay. Meet you back here in a couple of hours."
Willow and Tara parted with a kiss before the redhead disappeared into her office and Tara went to change into her work clothes. About an hour passed and Willow couldn't take it anymore. Her work was incredibly slow, so she called the office and hung up the phone with a smile on her face. She quietly opened the door to their new bedroom, blinked and had to lean against the doorframe for support.
Tara was engrossed in working on putting the new bed together and didn't hear a thing. The sweat on her brow was dripping into her eyes, so she pulled her hat off and wiped it away with a quick swipe of her forearm. She pushed her hair back and carefully adjusted the hat back on her head. She bent over to retrieve another screw and heard a gasp come from the direction of the now open door. She looked over her shoulder and gulped at the way her girlfriend's eyes were devouring her. She felt her body respond as her vaginal walls twitched involuntarily. Tara slowly stood up and turned around, immediately noticing that the fresh panties she had put on a couple of hours ago were no longer fresh. She felt the moisture sliding along her lips and tried to lessen the effect it was having on her by attempting to lean casually against the dresser.
"Don't move," Willow ordered breathlessly. "I just want to look at you."
Willow's unexpected visit kind of threw Tara for a little bit of a loop. She self consciously looked down at herself and cringed. She was not looking her best in her opinion, with her work boots and jeans, and the now dirty white t-shirt with the light sweat stain surrounding the V of the collar. Of course, you couldn't miss the very obvious hard peaks straining against the tight shirt. It was just way more comfortable to do this work without a bra, so yeah...there they were. And she just knew her hair was a sweaty mess under her old cowboy hat she had thrown on at the last minute to hold her hair back.
Ohhhh.
Tara's eyebrows rose as she slowly lifted her eyes back up to Willow. She noticed the rapid rise and fall of her girlfriend's chest and could see her dilated pupils all the way across the room. The redhead licked her lips, her eyes drinking in the blonde from hat to boots.
Tara swallowed hard and her heart began to race from the unadulterated lust exuding from Willow. She tugged at the hem of her shirt and shrugged. "I'm dirty," she whispered. Willow gave her a slow, naughty smirk and Tara had to take a couple of deep breaths.
"
Yeah you are. Better take it off."
Tara's eyes fluttered as her juices oozed out and soaked her panties even more. "
Oh, God," she moaned quietly.
"What's the matter, baby? Need a hand?" Willow teased.
Tara had a flashback to her fantasies when she first met the sexy redhead with the cute little ass. With a subtle movement, she pinched herself on the arm and grinned when she felt the very real pain.
"
Life is good," the blonde thought to herself as she took off her cowboy hat and sat it on the dresser. She shook out her hair and saw Willow's hand grip the doorframe tightly. Tara reached down and grasped the hem of her shirt and slowly, teasingly started pulling it up.
Willow's breathing grew labored as the tan skin above the low-cut jeans came into view. She held that breath as the t-shirt stopped it's ascent right at the bottom of the full breasts. Her eyes were glued to the bit of rounded flesh hanging just below the edge of the thin material and her mouth watered.
"Aren't you supposed to be working?"
At the sound of the soft voice, Willow drew her eyes up into the darkening blue ones. She stepped all the way into the room and closed the door.
"The only thing I need to be working on is standing right in front of me," Willow said huskily.
Tara swallowed hard as Willow's words elicited a low, pleasant throb. She couldn't wait another second and teased the shirt slowly over her already stiff nipples and pulled it over her head. She dropped the shirt, pushed her hair back and reached for her cowboy hat. She lowered her head, adjusted the hat just right and slowly raised her eyes to look up at the redhead from beneath the brim.
Willow's mouth fell open and she sagged back against the door. "Better than I ever dreamed," she said breathily.
Tara was torn between arousal and shyness as she stood there on display for Willow, who was yet to move away from the door. Her hormones easily made the decision for her.
"I believe you asked if there was anything you could do for me," Tara stated, leaning back and resting her palms behind her on the edge of the dresser. She inhaled deeply and smirked as Willow's eyes grew along with her own chest expansion.
"Oh, baby...you just name it," Willow breathed as she finally stepped toward the blonde.
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"And then they went and ruined all my fun," Mary bitched to the newcomers as she sat at the table with Hester and Big D. "I wasn't through with those two, then they went and passed out on us."
Hester laughed and patted Mary's hand. "Oh Mary, I'm so sorry you didn't get to frighten them more than you did. Luckily, from what Faith says, we already found out everything they know. What do you have planned?" the Goddess asked.
"Planned?" Giles questioned as he walked out the kitchen door to the porch. He looked to Sofie for her opinion, who was still scowling at the unconscious men. "Sofie?"
"Oh, plan...yes, well obviously they're working for someone else and these two were just the hired help. They're not the real threat."
"Not now they're not," Faith grumbled from her place against the railing, still pissed that these two got to the Blessed Vestals on her first day as their Guardian. She knew she was going to have to step up her game to make sure nothing else happened. Although, she was thankful that their new abilities included being able to feel when they were threatened and got to them quickly. "I say we go after their boss, and soon. What do you think, B?"
Buffy stopped her pacing and looked over at the entire group. "She's right. We need to get this guy out of the picture. He may even have hired someone else to go after them, so I say we need to move fast."
"So we go in guns a-blazin', much in the style of John Wayne?" Xander asked around the donut in his mouth.
"I'm thinking not," Buffy said after a moment of contemplation. "Their boss doesn't know we know, ya know? Maybe we work our way inside, let them think these guys are bringing in Tara just like they were supposed to."
"We're not walkin' T straight into the lion's den, B! We don't know what they really have planned once she's there."
"Not '
Tara' Tara, babe. She was supposed to be blindfolded, remember? Why not put a bag over 'her' head, AKA me? They won't know the difference, and once I'm in, find out the rest of the info, then they're toast."
Faith frowned at the thought of Buffy going in alone. "And who's taking you in? Because I don't trust these two fuck ups to do it and give everything away."
Buffy looked at the two unconscious men then at everyone else in the group. Both same approximate height...check. Both with short brown hair...check, sort of. "How do you feel about hats?" she asked, smiling at her girlfriend.
Faith smiled back, catching the blonde's train of thought. "I believe I like that idea. Now we just need to find their car because we can't exactly go driving to The Hole with Black Beauty." She paused then leaned close to whisper in Buffy's ear. "That reminds me, we need to go shopping later."
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Tara easily lifted the large mattress onto the bed and threw a sheet over it, not even taking the time to tuck it in. She looked over and smiled at the panting redhead who was leaning against the wall and sweating almost as much as she was.
"You okay, baby?" she asked as she walked over and slipped her arms around the slim waist.
"Okay...yeah, definitely okay," Willow whispered as the naked breasts pressed against hers.
Once she had made it over to the blonde a few minutes ago, Willow found herself wrapped in strong arms and looking into those sparkling blue eyes. Her heart raced but not just from the lust coursing through her veins. She felt it swell and pound in her chest at the love bursting from her soul and could contain herself no longer. "Tara," Willow whispered as she stared into those mesmerizing eyes. "I love you
so much. I'll do anything you want...whenever, wherever, but right now I just want to kiss you," she breathed.
Tara swallowed hard at the emotions swirling through her. Words wouldn't come, so she did the only thing could. She tipped her hat back, pressed Willow gently against the wall and gave her what she wanted. She cupped Willow's cheeks and kissed her lightly over and over. She nibbled the redhead's lower lip then ran her tongue soothingly over it before drawing it into her mouth sucking lightly. She felt Willow sag against the wall and wrapped her tighter in her arms. Tara pulled Willow to her and slipped her tongue between the delicate lips and felt the redhead respond eagerly. The soft muscles slid languidly together over and over, writhing in the hot, moist cavern until Tara felt her girlfriend begin to tremble. Tara pulled away and looked questioningly into the dazed green eyes.
"So hot. I...I think I need to sit down," Willow whispered as her body melted from the smoldering kiss.
Tara smiled and lowered her hands to the hem of Willow's shirt. "If you're hot, well then, I think we need to get rid of this."
Willow raised her arms compliantly and felt a rush of cool air hit her heated flesh as her shirt was swiftly lifted up and off.
Tara turned to the unfinished bed and quickly got to work.
"Well, if you're okay, how about we try out this new big bed?" Tara asked seductively as she lifted Willow into her arms and carried her over. She gently laid the redhead across the soft sheet and settled in against her side. "Better?" she whispered into Willow's creamy neck as her lips trailed their way up and enveloped an earlobe.
Willow trembled again as Tara's lips caressed her skin, kissing and sucking, starting a fire low in her belly. "God, yes," Willow panted as she buried her fingers into the blonde hair, guiding her back down to her neck.
Tara smirked and swirled her tongue around the base of her neck before latching on and sucking hard. Willow's moans were music to the blonde's ears causing her own body to respond. She slid a hand over the small breast as she bit lightly into the juncture of her shoulder and neck. Willow arched as Tara's nimble fingers pinched her nipple and her teeth sunk deliciously into her flesh.
"I think you like that," Tara teased before laving the reddened skin, swirling her tongue and kissing the marked area. She felt Willow nod and the fingers in her hair pulling her upward. Their lips met, opening and welcoming the warm muscles once again. Tara squeezed the breast and ran her fingers lightly over the tip of the nipple as she leaned further onto the slim frame.
Willow moaned into the kiss, her clit twitching as the electric shocks went straight to her core. She felt the moisture oozing out as her body responded to Tara's touches and tried to squeeze her legs together but Tara got there first. The strong, gentle thigh moved against Willow's sex as Tara rolled on top and pressed their bodies closer together. The blonde pulled Willow's leg up over her hip, grinding slowly and sensually into her center.
"Mmm, Tara, you do that
soo good," Willow whispered as their lips parted and her own hips rose higher. She felt soft kisses on her neck, moving slowly down her chest as two hands wrapped around her breasts and gently squeezed. She arched as those lips closed around a nipple, pulling it deep inside Tara's hot mouth sucking it deliciously.
"
Ohhh, you do that good too," Willow panted as Tara switched breasts, giving it the same wonderful treatment before releasing it and flicking her tongue over the sensitive nerve endings in the swollen tip. Willow opened her eyes to see dark blue ones looking back at her as that talented tongue continued to taste and play with the hardened peak.
"God, Tara," Willow gasped as she watched the blonde work her way back to the other breast, the flicking and sucking growing firmer in intensity. "You're making me
so wet," Willow managed to whisper, getting a sensuous blonde eyebrow arch in return.
Tara wanted to go slow...to draw this out, but it was a losing battle as Willow's words stoked the fire inside spurring her on. Her hand slid down the taut, trembling stomach, easily finding the button on the jeans and sliding it through the hole. Tugging the material to the side easily undid the zipper and her fingers quickly slipped inside. She wanted to tease just a little longer and ran her fingers through the soft curls several times until Willow let out a frustrated grunt and thrust her hips up begging for more.
"Ta-ra," Willow whined and gave another not-so-subtle hint with a harder thrust. She cupped Tara's head in her hands and pulled her up for a deep, slow kiss, moaning long and low as the long fingers slid down and lightly stroked over her slick lips. Willow's legs spread wider and Tara didn't hesitate to take the invitation. Starting low, two fingers slid up through the wetness, one on either side of the clit, squeezing and sliding it gently between them. Mentally smiling at the positive response, she repeated sliding down and up and squeezing the sensitive tissue causing Willow to break the kiss as she arched her hips up begging for more.
"Oh yes. God, what are you...
yesss," Willow hissed with pleasure as Tara's fingers worked around her bundle of nerves.
The blonde's mouth watered as she once again moved down enveloping a nipple and sucking hard as her fingers rolled around the now swollen bud causing Willow to jerk and writhe against her. She slid her middle finger over the clit just beneath the hood and moved her first finger on top of the covering. She felt along the trail of the erect tissue beneath the skin and pressed into both areas as she started rubbing in slow, wide circles. Willow's hips rolled up and around with Tara's fingers, faster and harder with each pass.
Tara's middle finger dipped down gathering more wetness, then went right back to rolling the clit between the two digits. She could feel the increasing rise and fall of Willow's chest against her mouth and knew she was getting close. The long, drawn out moans, the arching back, thrusting hips and the quivering she felt against her fingers were a sign that something very good was about to happen. Tara's lips tightened around the nipple sucking hard, her middle finger curling up into the clit and her fingers sped up slightly as Willow's breathing and hip movements became erratic. Tara felt shaking fingers slide through her hair pulling her closer. She lightly bit down on the nipple and slipped her middle finger down into the slick, swollen channel just as Willow arched up and shook, screaming Tara's name with her release.
Willow jerked as she felt the slight pressure of Tara slipping inside and screamed as her walls gripped her tightly again and again. The light movement of a thumb gently stroking her clit sent her over again and she shuddered as her walls quivered around the finger.
Tara remained still as Willow's movements slowed and her body began to relax. Just as the redhead sighed and her hips fell back down to the bed, Tara flattened her tongue and slowly licked up across the nipple, her thumb stroked the swollen bud and she added a finger, thrusting back into the soaking wet pussy sending Willow skyrocketing once again.
A torrent of incoherent profanities flew from Willow's mouth as her body was filled and she exploded, her walls clenching repeatedly around Tara's long, slender fingers. Tara groaned as Willow's body squeezed and released her again and again. She placed tender kisses around the breast in front of her as Willow finally relaxed and slowly came down once again. She moved back up the redhead's shaking body and nuzzled into her neck, kissing the sweaty flesh.
"Dayum," Willow finally whispered as her shaking stopped and her breathing returned to normal.
Willow rolled her head to look down at Tara, who was giving her that sexy smile. The redhead moaned as the fingers were slowly withdrawn, then groaned as she watched first one and then the other slipped into the blonde's mouth sucking the juices away. Tara closed her eyes, savoring the unique flavor that was Willow, and when she opened them found the redhead staring at her intently, breathing hard once again. Willow bent down and immediately captured Tara's lips, delving deep inside, kissing her hard.
When they pulled apart, Willow smirked at the glazed over blue eyes looking back at her trying to focus.
"Dayum," Tara panted, smiling back at Willow.
Willow rolled over onto the blonde, easily pinning her arms above her head. "I thought I was supposed to be doing something for you."
"Oh, you did," Tara replied lazily. "Believe me...you really did."
"Hmm, well, in all fairness, you still have a turn
coming," Willow smirked again. "Any requests?" she asked playfully as she slid her hands down Tara's arms and straight to her breasts.
"Oh!" Tara exclaimed as Willow went straight for her nipples, rolling and pinching before rubbing her hands over both breasts soothingly.
"How about a massage for these lovely ladies. Do you have any lotion, baby?"
Tara closed her eyes and laid back just enjoying the soft hands caressing her. "Mmm, there are some oils in the bathroom."
Willow was gone in a flash and back before Tara had lifted her head from the bed. She looked up wide eyed at the redhead who was straddling her again, smiling widely as she held two bottles out for her to choose from.
"Which one, baby?" Willow asked, then quickly opened the lavender Tara had picked, and dropped the Shea Butter beside her on the bed to use another time. She squirted some in her palm and carefully closed the lid and began rubbing her palms together. "Hmm, where do I begin?" Willow teased as she brought her hands to the full breasts and slowly began rubbing the oil into the supple flesh. She took her time sliding her hands over the gorgeous breasts, relishing every moment. She had carefully avoided the hard peaks straining up towards her, choosing to worship the other parts of the breasts this way, which resulted in a very relaxed Tara.
"Anything else you need, baby?" Willow asked quietly and smiled as Tara opened one eyelid to look up at her. Very slowly, that top lip curled up sensually and Willow's breath caught at the sight.
"There might be...one other thing," Tara said as she pulled Willow down and whispered something in her ear.
Willow pulled back and smiled, licking her lips unconsciously. "Oh, I can definitely, and very happily do that for you, baby, but there's one condition."
Tara quirked an eyebrow inquisitively. "And just what might that be?"
Willow's smile grew as she reached over and picked something up. "You have to wear the hat."
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"But I don't wanna be the bait," Xander whined as he slammed the door on the old AMC Pacer they found parked on a dirt road close to Tara's house with the keys still in it. Yeah, those guys were dumb.
"For the last time, Xander, you are
not the bait. You're a key player in this, I swear," Buffy said for the tenth time trying to get the plan through his head.
"Me? Key?" The carpenter asked excitedly.
"Yes, Xander. You're going to pretend to be that guy," Buffy explained again as she pointed to the now awake tied up man. "Think you can handle it?"
Xander puffed out his chest, nodding emphatically. "Oh sure, no problem. Piece o' cake."
"You and Faith deliver me to the bad guys, we do the stealthy thing, gather any info we can, then kick their asses, got it?"
"Me, key...act dumb. Got it."
Buffy just rolled her eyes and turned to Faith. "So, we go at dark, right?"
"I think that's best. What do you guys think?" Faith asked the older people sitting at the table on the porch playing poker.
Mary tipped her visor back and tried to see any reflection in Giles' glasses before answering the Guardian. "Yes, sounds good, Faith." She looked up and noticed Xander standing behind the Watcher, looking over his shoulder and frowning.
"I'm all in," she announced and watched the Watcher squirm.
Giles scowled as he looked at his hand once more.
"What are we having for lunch anyway?" Xander asked, taking a seat.
Mary slapped her cards down with a satisfied smile.
"Winner, winner, chicken dinner!" She yelled, smirking as she raked in the last of the Watcher's cash.
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"Have I told you how hot you look?" Willow asked as she looked up at her sweating girlfriend. Her hands worked Tara's nipples feverishly as the blonde kept humping and found nothing but air.
"Will...mouth down there," Tara panted, looking down at the redhead, obviously frustrated. "No talking."
"Oh, you want my mouth down here, where it's all pink, and swollen and dripping all over my face?" Willow teased, and immediately learned that you don't do that to Tara when she's on the verge of climaxing.
Tara gripped the headboard with one hand and held on to her hat with the other and shut Willow up the best way she knew. She lowered herself back down to her mouth and rode that teasing tongue for all she was worth.
Willow wasted no time. She squeezed and tweaked those nipples and slid her tongue easily through the wetness and up into Tara's hot canal, in and out and up to flick her swollen clit. In and out and flick, over and over, Tara grinding down harder each time. The blonde held onto her hat and threw her head back as she humped harder and faster, the headboard banging the wall with every thrust, but she was oblivious to everything except that tongue going in, out, flick. Bang. In, out, flick, flick. Bang. Flick, flick, flick. Bang, bang, bang.
"Oh God! Oh
Fuck!"
Bang!
Flick, flick, flick.
"WILLOW!!!"
CRASH!!!"Mmm...mmm."
Tara finally caught her breath and looked down at the insistent tapping on her thigh.
"Oh, God, Willow! I'm so sorry," Tara apologized as she slowly lifted her sluggish limbs up and over the trapped redhead. "Are you okay, baby?" Tara gasped as she leaned with the broken bed and rolled the rest of the way off and onto the floor, catching Willow as she did the same, landing right on top of her.
The redhead looked up, smiling dazedly at the blonde. "That was
awesome," Willow said smiling from ear to ear.
"Will, I could've hurt you."
"Didn't hurt a bit, baby. I was just trying to free my nose so I could breathe. Besides, death by pussy...what a way to go."
by bluepaintbox » Fri May 24, 2013 5:03 pm 
very nice indeed.
That is one of the best things to do in the morning, that and "steal the clean clothes they are pulling out of the dresser and tossing on the bed and then try to look totally innocent when they turn around" 
Tara in work boots, jeans and t-shirt. I would have had the exact same reaction as Willow. "not looking her best in her opinion" well I think Willow set that one right for her. And poor new bed! Looks like it would be safer with the girls' super strength to just leave the thing on the floor and not mess with a frame! 
