Okay i've gone for a bit of a change of pace with this part, but if you don't like it rest assured everything will be back to normal with the next part. It's a dream episode, it's meant as a bit of fun and hopefully it gets a few laughs along the way. Would really extra appreciate feedback on this part as it may dictate weather i do another part further done the track in a similar style.
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it's okay, i have an update here, hope it quells you for a little while
Okay without much further ado...
Title – All You Wanted
Author – Nathan
E-mail –
nathspazz@yahoo.com.au Feedback – Well I am a feedback whore so it would be greatly appreciated
Spoilers – None, it’s AU so yeah
Rating – Between PG and R18+ ample warning will be given.
Disclaimer – Willow and Tara and any other character that appeared in the syndicated television show “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” is property of Joss and Mutant Enemy, I’m only borrowing them and am not making any money off them. All the others are mine though. Also the title for the fic is a Michelle Branch song so credit goes to her and part names will be named after various songs I like that fit nicely with the story so credit will be given there.
Summary – Set slightly in the future, 24-year-old Willow and Tara run into each other, it’s set mostly in New York so no Sunnydale or hell mouth or anything. Just good ol’ fashioned romance.
Part 12 Daydream Believer (Monkees) *the next part is a dream episode so don’t be too freaked when it gets weird, it’s for a change of pace and some comic value.Tara noted her long, silk, white gown as she stood in the marble encased hallway. The place was foreign to her as she slowly started to walk towards the light at the end of the hall. A gentle breeze drifted over her but she couldn’t see any doors or windows where it might be coming from.
“Am I dead, am I in heaven?” She asked out aloud, wondering if her night of passion with Willow had actually done her in.
Tara slowly continued to make her way down the hallway taking in her surroundings. The walls were covered in expensive paintings and tapestries. She eased her way down the hall, further into the light. She was expecting to see pearly white gates of some sort but was surprised to see a door with some muffled groaning coming from the other side. This piqued Tara’s interest and she slowly turned the doorknob and peeked her head inside.
Tara’s eyes filtered around the room. It was a large square room, the floors, ceilings & walls were all the same marble white. In the middle of the room was a king-size four poster bed and this was where the muffled groans were coming from. Tara feeling mighty confident strode over to the bed and let her presence be known by clearing her throat rather loudly. Much to her surprise, Willow’s head poked out from under the cover looking rather dishelved.
“Willow, what are you doing here?” Asked a rather concerned Tara, not quite believing what she was seeing in front of her.
“Um, was kinda going to ask the same thing of yourself.” Replied Willow with a nervous chuckle after being caught.
“Are you going to answer my question?” Asked a distraught Tara, not believing Willow had done something like this to her.
“Well you kinda are in my dream, so this is a little weird.” Willow explained their whereabouts.
“Hmmm, would explain a lot of things, except how am I in your dream, and who are you having sex with?” Tara replied with confusion
“I’m not sure how to explain things Tara but I know I must be dreaming, how else would you explain this?” Slowly four heads all popped out from under the covers to join Willow’s poking out the top.
Tara was shocked to see that all the heads were carbon copies of each other, identical in every aspect. Tara wiggled her eyebrows then blinked a few times in rapid succession to make sure she was seeing things right.
“You’re having an orgy with a whole lot of me’s?” Asked a confused Tara.
“Told you I was dreaming.” Willow stated bluntly and shrugged her shoulders.
“You dream about having orgies with me?” Tara perked an eyebrow suspiciously at her.
“All the time. You don’t have lustful dreams about me.” Willow pouted in the direction of the blonde girl standing beside the bed.
“Umm.” The blonde let out various sounds of hesitation. Suddenly the door opened and all heads in the room turned to the red haired girl, clad in some very tight leather that walked in.
“I’m here to please you anyway you please mistress.” The red haired girl came up behind Tara and seductively ran her tongue up the blonde’s neck as she cupped her firm breasts from behind.
“Mistress?” This time it was Willow’s turn to quirk an eyebrow at the blonde as she watched an identical version of herself submit completely to her lover.
“Uh, well, she insisted, you know I can’t say no to you.” Tara stammered out as she tried to explain the sudden change of events.
“I’ll keep this information in mind missy.” Willow quipped to the blonde girl.
“Um excuse me, but as I see it there are five Tara’s and two Willow’s, why are we not having sex?” One of the Tara’s next to Willow spoke up.
“That’s Take-Charge-Tara.” Willow nodded to the girl who had just spoken.
“And who would the other three be?” The real Tara asked, rather amused as to which parts of be personality the redhead was going at it with.
“Ah well lets see now, we have; Shy-Conservative-Tara, Slutty-Vixen-Tara and Submissive-Slave-Tara.” Willow nodded to each one as she introduced them to the real Tara.
“So I’m not the only one with a dominant streak then?” Tara perked her eyebrow up at the redhead.
“Well actually Take-Charge-Tara tells her what to do.” Willow shrugged to her lover.
“Looks like you and I have something in common.” Take-Charge-Tara smirked to the real Tara.
“What you mean besides you basically being me?” Tara shot out sarcastically.
“I believe there was a mention of sex somewhere just before.” The submissive Willow behind Tara spoke up, perking her eyebrows a couple of times suggestively to the Take-Charge-Tara who just grinned back at her.
All of a sudden a winged demon came crashing through the roof, gripping the top of the bed with it’s huge talons, flipping its occupants out of it as it carried the bed out through the whole in the roof.
“My mistress is in need of a comfy four poster bed such as this to sleep in… and stuff.” The demon roared as it took of into a fiery red sky. The white surrounds around the girls crumbled and they found themselves at the entrance to a castle with the drawbridge lowered. Tara was still wearing her white silk gown and Willow found herself scantly clad in a bed sheet. Tara looked around to notice that the other Willow and Tara’s were no longer with them and it was just her and her sweetie, her real one.
The two girls were gazing around the sky, taking in their new surroundings and making sure that winged demon thingy was nowhere to be seen. They slowly ventured into the castle to see if they could find their bed and get back to some serious snuggles.
“What sort of demon steals a bed anyway?” Asked a confused Willow who was tightly holding the sheet around her body.
“A tired one.” Answered Tara simply, she turned to look at her lover as she noticed she had stopped in her tracks after hearing her answer. Tara looked at the bemused look in Willow’s eyes and added, “What if you were a huge tired demon and there was a bed nearby, would you not steal it?” Tara tried to reason to her lover.
“Not if some super hot ladies were trying to make with the girl on girl action in it.” Willow huffed in response. Tara simply smirked at her lover and continued down the call of the castle.
The walls were lined with suits of armour that Willow was sure were watching them as they walked past. She could swear she saw one of them move as she quickly turned to stare at it. After not seeing she cautiously turned back, though not yet ready to take her eyes of it.
“I think those suit of armour are alive.” Willow whispered into Tara’s ear as she nervously continued to look around at the suits.
“Well we are dreaming so it’s highly possible.” Tara noted as she continued to walk on without so much of a stagger. Suddenly a rattling sound came from behind the mask of one of the knights, causing Willow to cling onto Tara as tightly as possible.
Tara turned towards the knight that was making the sound and cautiously made her way over to the knight. This in Willow’s opinion was a very bad idea; in fact it rated on her top ten list of worst ideas in the history of the universe, coming in a close second to arranging a spice girls reunion.
Tara took Willow’s hand in hers as she slowly made her way to the knight. It continued to rattle behind the helmet as the girls drew near, Willow following closely behind her lover. Tara moved her hand apprehensively up to the grate as the rattling got louder and louder. She squeezed Willow’s hand and the redhead was only too eager to squeeze back. Tara decided the bandaid method would be the best way and as she reached the grate, she quickly flung it open moving out of the way in a hurry. As she moved out of the way a quick blur flashed as something flew out of the opening and went right in between Willow’s breasts in the small cleavage space between the sheets.
Willow screamed and hopped around furiously, trying to get whatever it was out of her. Tara made an effort to calm her down so they could work through this logically.
“Sweetie if you keep rolling around like that you’ll wake me up.” Tara offered in her most caring tone.
“And at the moment that would be bad how?” Willow questioned frantically as she felt something crawling around her stomach.
“Well besides the fact you know how grumpy I am after being woken up, we wouldn’t get to find our bed and make with the snuggles.” Tara pointed out; Willow took this in and calmed down somewhat.
“Okay, good point.” Willow had now stopped completely and just stood there, though she could still feel something crawling around, now near her thighs.
“Okay let me see here.” With that Tara got on her knees in front of Willow and ducked her head under the sheet. Willow got rather happy as she seen her lover in the most compromising position.
“Ah huh.” Tara shouted out as she captured the assailant. She couldn’t resist a quick kiss to Willow’s private parts on her way out from under the sheet.
“See sweetie it was nothing but a harmless frog.” Tara smiled as she brought the small harmless creature up in the palm of her hand to her lover’s face. Willow saw the green devil and her eyes went full circle. She screamed as loud as her lungs would allow.
“Oh my god, we really are doomed, why couldn’t you just be some evil ghost trying to possess me or something.” Willow quivered as she backed away in fear. All of a sudden a torrid of frogs poured out of the knight’s helmet at once. Willow screamed once again and turned and fled down the hall in a hurry, Tara looked bemused as she watched her lover take off before dropping the critter in her hands and taking of after her.
Tara followed Willow though the door at the end and came across a large dinner setting. The table was filled with food; it appeared as though a banquet of some type was being prepared.
All of a sudden the room was full of people, there were people playing music and dancing all over, the table was full of people trying to find something to eat. The one thing that caught the girl’s attention was a lady sitting at the head of the table, her face hidden by a veil but Willow and Tara could tell she had her eyes firmly fixated on the two of them.
Tara took Willow’s hand in hers once again and they started making their way to this mysterious woman, they had no idea who she was but they were hoping she could lead them to the four poster and more snuggles. They made their way through the rough crowd, never once letting go of the other’s hand in fear they might loose each other in the crowd. They kept their eyes on the woman at the head of the table for the same reason.
“Tara.” Willow yelled, the blonde turned around to see Willow fighting of a hairy bearded man who was trying to take of her sheet. Tara clung tightly to Willow and pulled gently on her, making sure as to not give the beast of a man any leeway. Willow getting rather frustrated, hefted her foot up, connecting dead on with the man’s groin as he doubled over in agony. Willow smirked proudly to herself and straightened out her sheet. Tara rushed over and embraced her love in a passionate kiss. After the fiery embrace the girls turned around to track the mysterious lady but she had disappeared out of sight.
Willow and Tara raced to the now empty chair and searched frantically, Tara got on her hands and knees looking everywhere, including the small space under the chair.
“I don’t think she’d under there Tar, I mean hello, we could see her if she was.” Willow stated the obvious.
“Perhaps lover, but I did find this.” Tara stated with a smirk and pressed a button. With it the chair gave way and the floor opened beneath them. The girls found themselves on a slippery-dip rid to the bottom of a dank cellar. Willow’s sheet was getting more and more torn by the minute and Tara’s silk gown which was full length, was now riding up her thighs. The bumps and bruises along the way were taking its toll on the two ladies.
“So where the hell are we now?” Willow questioned as she dusted herself off as she got to her feet, she offered a hand out to help the blonde up, which Tara gratefully accepted.
“I don’t know but I’d say we’re heading in the right direction.” Tara pushed as she led Willow into an opening, suddenly six ninjas jumped down from the ceiling to confront them. They were brandishing nun-chucks and staffs as they closed in on the two girls.
This time it was Tara’s turn to shirk back in fear as the ninjas drew near, all twirling their weapons all fancy like as they moved in. Willow defensively drew Tara behind her, shielding her with her body as she kicked out and wildly flung her fists at any of the ninja’s who came near.
Tara was petrified at the moment, the thought of brave Willow sticking up for her filled her heart with love. She knew she couldn’t leave Willow alone to face the ninjas by herself. Suddenly a plan formulated in her mind as she realised exactly where she was. The fact she was in her dream filled her with a newfound confidence.
Tara defiantly stood up next to Willow, crossing her arms in a menacing way as Willow stared dumbfounded out at.
“Ah baby, what are you doing?” Asked a very concerned Willow as she continued to haphazardly fling her legs out at her attackers.
“Trust me.” Tara smirked to her lover and gave her a reassuring smile. Willow knew right then that everything would be okay.
“I suggest you leave me and this fair maiden alone before I get all matrix-y on your asses.” Tara stated rather boldly to the group of ninjas.
All six of them turned their attention to the slightly larger blonde girl, Willow grew very wary of this change in scenario but the look on her love’s face was all the reassurance she needed.
Two ninjas wielding staves moved in towards Tara, spinning their sticks at a furiously fast rate. As they got close to Tara, Tara just stuck her hands out, grabbing the sticks in one clean go and totally off-balancing the two ninjas. Tara snatched the staves out of the ninjas hands and proceeded to bob them over the head with their own sticks. The two ninjas fell to the floor in an unconscious heap; Willow just stared at her lover in disbelief. Tara just smiled at Willow and waited for the next two ninjas to make a move.
The next two were the ones with nun-chucks and they were being twirled at a furious rate as well. Instead of making a grab for them like she did with the staves, Tara just decided to stay out of the way of them. The first took a swing at her head and she arched her back to get her head out of the way, she watched the weapon fly in front of her face in seemingly slow-motion as she continued to duck and weave. The second ninja took a swipe at her legs and she jumped up out of harm’s way. As she leapt above the swinging weapon she let her leg fly out, kicking the ninja off guard on his jaw, sending him reeling back against the wall.
The first ninja was now swinging wildly at her face, getting more and more frustrated with his inability to land a telling blow. She was backing up against the wall in which she’d just sent the previous ninja who was getting to his feet. He saw the girl backing towards him a figured it to be the perfect opportunity to get in a cheap shot. The first ninja kept backing her up, seeing his comrade in position it make the telling strike. Just as the second one prepared to strike, Tara jumped completely out of the way, the two ninjas knocking each other out with a firm strike to the other’s head with their nun-chucks.
Willow was now starting to feel sorry for the two remaining ninja’s after watching her girlfriend get all karate kid on the previous four. The last two weren’t carrying any weapons, though they were wildly swinging their fists around like crazy.
Tara found herself in the middle of the two fighting ninjas; she was constantly blocking their attacks, getting in a quick jab whenever she could. Willow watched on in amazement, ready to go in and help Tara if the blonde called for it, though Tara actually looked like she was having fun kicking serious ass at the moment, and Willow wasn’t one to deprive her girl of such joy.
Tara continued blocking their punches that were coming with rapid succession; she swept a leg out around her, knocking one of the ninja’s on his ass, though he was quick back on his feet. Tara was getting bored of this and decided that it probably be best if she end this now. Both ninjas took a swing at the same time and Tara grabbed both fists and pulled them together, bringing the ninjas off balance. She then leapt into the air, feet flying out in both directions, in slow motion as both ninjas tumbled back and hit the wall, joining their brethren in unconsciousness. With that Tara turned and smiled at Willow.
“Mind explaining what just happened there?” Willow quipped to her girlfriend.
“What I can’t be a martial arts expert in my dreams?” Tara smirked as she lead Willow out a door that seemed to appear out of nowhere once the ninjas were defeated.
“Could I add I’m more than a little turned on by that display.” Willow flushed to her lover.
“Good, means the bed will get put to good use once we find it.” Tara grinned as she lead Willow up a set of stairs that were hidden behind the door.
They came up into a lavishly furnished bedroom; the bed was of course the centrepiece. Willow and Tara grinned as they had found what they were looking for, but just as they were to make their way to it, the big winged demon with large talons appeared in front of them.
“Very impressive ladies, but your cheap circus trip will not work against me.” The demon bellowed out in a deep, thunderous voice.
“I’ll handle this.” Willow smirked to her lover who was more than willing to let the redhead handle things from here.
“So I cant get all kung-fu on your ass then, huh?” Willow asked as she started walking in circles around the demon.
“You could try missy, but I doubt you’d be successful.” The demon had a confident tone to his voice.
“Hmm, it seems were in a bit of a pickle then aren’t we?” Willow said, her own confident tone did not back up worried words.
“You sound so sure of yourself wench, you’d need immense firepower to destroy something as powerful as me.” The demon let out a hearty laugh as her towered over the girl. Willow had positioned herself so that she was standing in front of a chest at the end of the bed; she slowly reached back and opened the lid. She reached in with a smirk on her face.
“You mean something like this?” Willow grinned as she pulled out a bazooka from the chest fired it at the demon, the force of the rocket sending him flying through the wall before he exploded in a gigantic boom.
Tara chuckled, “You often dream of getting your hands on a bazooka?”
Willow smirked and reached back into the chest pulling out a second rocket launcher.
“No I quite often dream of getting my hands on a set of bazookas.” Willow grinned and Tara couldn’t help but chuckle at the sexual innuendo.
“I do believe we have a bed waiting for as and some primo snuggle time before we have to get up.” Tara offered her hand to the redhead who placed the guns she was holding on the floor before entwining her hands with the blonde girl’s.
Just as they were about to jump onto the bed, the mysterious woman from the banquet appeared before them on the bed, she removed the veil she was wearing to show her true form.
“Linda!” Both girls said at the same time in astonishment, “What are you doing here?” Willow added as she questioned her boss.
“I don’t know, you tell me, it’s your dream remember?” Linda replied pretty nonplussed about the whole situation.
“Maybe you’re freaked about our relationship.” Willow offered, proudly holding Tara’s hand in front of the lady.
“Maybe, but I mean how would I know, if you haven’t told me yet.” Linda replied to the redhead.
“Oh yeah she doesn’t know about us yet.” Willow stated the obvious and Tara just smiled at her.
“So why our bed and deny us quality snuggle time?” Tara questioned, changing the subject slightly.
“Well let’s see, it’s late at night, you two drag me into your dream for some god forsaken reason and I’m tired. What you expect me to sleep on the floor, don’t you know the guest always gets the bed.” Linda tried to explain to the girls but after watching each other get all large with the butch, they were rather turned on and looking for some action.
“Okay a very nice point but you can go home now.” Willow fluttered her hand in dismissal and their boss just vanished from in front of them. Willow felt Tara’s hands around her waist before she was flung onto the bed in front of her. Willow rolled onto her back and saw Tara crawling on hands and knees over her.
“Mmmm, there the Take-Charge-Tara I like.” Willow grinned and pulled the blonde closer to her as she prepared to complete the night with a passionate kiss. Suddenly the sound of sirens blaring out came through the hole in the wall and Tara just collapsed on top of Willow, sighing in disappointment at their moment being interrupted.
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Willow awoke with the blonde laying on top of her as she had been in their dream. The constant sound of sirens was replaced with the small alarm clock that Willow had set just before she’d turned the lights of. Tara found herself waking up and wrapped herself tightly around the redhead squeezing tightly as she inched herself closer to the redhead to stop herself falling off the couch.
“Stupid winged demon deprive me of snuggle time.” Tara muttered still half asleep, the blonde’s words caught Willow a little off guard. She’d really thought that it was just one of her quirky dreams but the possibility of actually sharing a dream with Tara was seeming a little more real after what the blonde had just muttered.
“Tara sweetie, bad dream?” She asked, wanting to see if she could pry some information out of the blonde.
“Hmmm, oh yeah, except you were there, that was nice. You destroyed the demon with your bazookas.” Tara smirked and gave the redhead a playful pinch of her nipples.
“Yeah well that was nothing compared to the matrix job you did on the ninjas.” This time it was Tara’s eyes that lit up. Had she actually shared the dream with her lover? Was it even possible? She looked up into Willow’s eyes and at that moment she believed it was. There was no connection that they couldn’t make together Tara thought to herself as she smiled and gave Willow the kiss that her dreams had denied her.
TBC…
I said i'll get two updates on the weekend and barring any major catastrophes, can hopefully live up to that promise
Cheers
Nath
Isn't it funny how you feel your most tired five minutes before you have to get up.