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Don't Go	By : Kinetickid Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Tara Views: 11781 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Buffy smiles softly as she glances over at Tara, the two women doing a semi-quick patrol together. Continuing her thoughts while keeping her senses open to her surrounding, Buffy unconsciously shifts closer to Tara, their arms brushing against each other.
Thinking about how the end of the school year was creeping closer, and the group was slowly shifting and doing different things. Willow and Amy were planning on spending all summer with the Coven outside of LA, Xander and Anya were discussing getting married in Vegas and doing an around the world honeymoon for a month during the summertime. Her father had even been in contact with her and Dawn, asking if Dawn would like to spend part of the summer with him, surprising both of them. And Tara�Buffy turns to glance at Tara, smiling again at the Wiccan. Tara had offered to run the Magic Box for however long Anya needed and was planning on putting in as a substitute teacher at the different schools in Sunnydale before the new school year started. The rest of the time planning on just being with her and helping her try and get everything healed properly.
Tara and Willow have been broken up for almost four months now, and the two women were slowly working on a friendship. Remembering questioning Tara about Willow and Amy, Tara had just chuckled softly and shrugged her shoulders. Finally admitting that she thinks the two women were close, if they hadn�t already started a relationship. Of course her and Tara�s relationship was slowly progressing, though they hadn�t made love yet. There were a few close calls, with Tara usually backing off, stating she wanted to make sure that this is what Buffy really wanted. And no matter how many times and how often she�d tried to explain, Tara was adamant that she wanted to wait until Buffy was healed, and to give the slayer a chance to search her own feelings deeply before they made the final step in their relationship.
When Dawn realized Willow had moved out permanently, she�d questioned Buffy and Tara about Tara�s still sharing her bedroom. That of course snowballed into a deeper discussion of what the effects of being resurrected had been on the slayer, she and Tara both toning it down for the teenager, not giving her the full blow of it, or what could have possibly happened. Of course trying to explain to Dawn that they were sort of a couple had been an alternating nightmare and comedy show. The couple times when everyone had come to the house for �family� dinner, Tara�s way of trying to keep everyone in contact, it had been strange and slightly comical between Dawn and Xander both looking from her and Tara being together to Willow and Amy who were usually relatively close together.
�Is he making this a habit?� Tara questions curiously, looking a couple blocks ahead of them, the vampire�s bleached blonde hair a dead giveaway.
Buffy growls softly as she zeroes in on the vampire in the distance, coming out of her remembrances. �Ever since I came back.� Buffy admits. �Though, he doesn�t approach me when you�re with me. He usually only does it when I�m by myself.�
Tara hums softly under her breath, remembering the phone call she had a couple weeks ago from Willow. Surprised when the redhead had told her Spike had looked her up and wanted to �let her in on what her ex was doing�. Which had facilitated a discussion with Willow that Tara wasn�t completely comfortable about, but letting the redhead know that she and Buffy were sort of seeing each other right now, albeit taking things slowly. Frowning Tara glances over at Buffy, trying to remember if she�d told the slayer about the fact that Spike was trying to stir up trouble. She had told Buffy about Willow knowing about their burgeoning relationship, but not remembering if she explained exactly how the conversation came about.
�Shit. Looks like you aren�t even going to be a deterrent anymore.� Buffy grumbles softly, unconsciously stiffening, her hand going to the stake tucked at the small of her back as Spike doesn�t slink off, but actually turns to close the distance between them.
�He better behave himself.� Tara warns softly, her hands sliding into two of her pockets, grabbing a small handful of herbs in one and the bottle of holy water in the other.
Buffy looks questioningly at Tara for a moment, seeing the serious expression on her face before she turns back to Spike. �If you have something important to say, spit it out. If you don�t, leave.� Buffy shifts closer to Tara as both women pick up their stride as they work on finishing patrol so they can get back home early for Dawn.
Spike adjusts his stride to walk beside Buffy. �Oi, now. I�ve been wanting to speak with you.� He looks over at Tara before pulling out a pack of cigarettes, shaking one loose and placing it between his lips as he digs his lighter out of his pocket, lighting it quickly. �Glinda, why don�t you go home and tend the kiddy while me and the slayer have a talk?�
Tara�s eyes narrow as she looks at the vampire. �Buffy and I started patrol together, and we�re finishing it together. Now say what you have to say and disappear.� Tara�s lip curls up in disgust honestly wanting the vampire to disappear for good.
Buffy chuckles softly at the look of surprise and shock on the vampire�s face knowing Spike was more used to the quiet, meek Tara. Now he�s come face to face with �Mama Bear Tara�, the Wiccan having become more and more protective of her as they became closer. Especially as they spent most Saturday�s and Sunday�s working on getting her fractured spirit back to normal, the progress a slow and draining one but both women leery for different reasons to try the more in depth meditation and cleansing.
Buffy frowns as she listens more intently to Spike as he starts to snark hatefully at Tara trying to get her to leave. �Spike, if you don�t shut the hell up, I�ll stake your ass without a second thought. Now say whatever the hell you have to say and leave us the hell alone!� Buffy growls loudly as she steps between Tara and the vampire. Buffy gently presses her back into Tara, feeling the rigidness of the Wiccan�s body. Reaching behind her with her right hand, Buffy gently grasps Tara�s thigh, squeezing it gently, silently urging her to relax.
Tara reaches down and places her hand over Buffy�s, threading their fingers together to gently squeeze for a moment before releasing Buffy�s hand and putting the slayer�s stake in it just in case.
�Nice way to treat a bloke that�s been helpin� out.� Spike drawls, his eyes narrowed not missing the display. Inhaling deeply, he smells the two women, frowning in confusion as their smells are almost literally identical, but he doesn�t smell sex on them. Shaking his head at the oddity of the two women�s scent almost being interchangeable, he growls softly. �I�ve been a good boy and been helpin� out. I�ve been behavin� myself and ain�t hurt no one, so cut me some slack, slayer.�
Buffy�s lip curls up in disgust. �Only because you have that chip in your head, Spike. I�m not stupid. If it wasn�t for that you would have been attacking both of us and trying to drain us.�
�Not completely I wouldn�t. Wouldn�t mind having a childe or two.� Spike smirks, before grunting as he falls back on his ass at the quick strike across his chin. Blinking in surprise at not having seen the blow coming, he raises a hand to his jaw and looks up at the two women looking down at him.
�See! Right there shows you haven�t changed, Spike. You�re still an evil vampire at heart. You�ve just been neutered to where you can�t do much damage.� Buffy snarls at the vampire. �Why do you stick around here, Spike? What�s the draw? You can�t hunt and kill, the other demons and vampires think you�re a laughing stock, a vampire that can�t be a vampire. You sure the hell ain�t sticking around for me, because that is SOOOO not gonna happen. I made one bad judgment call that will never happen again. So tell me, why don�t you move on to greener pastures? Because one day you�re going to piss me off and I�m going to dust your ass.�
Spike snarls as he quickly regains his feet, staring down at the slayer. �What? And you think that little mousey witch there can do it for you? You came back wrong, slayer. You were dead. You belong in the dark not the light. When you get it through your brain that you�re like me, you know where I am.�
Tara snarls as she pulls the holy water out of her pocket, quickly flipping the top off and tossing it on the vampire, ignoring his scream as he jumps back. �She�s not dead, Spike! She�s alive, she can walk in the sunlight, she BELONGS in the light of the day not in the darkness you want to drag her into. She eats, she laughs, she cries, she loves, she�s alive. Something you aren�t and haven�t been for so long you�ve forgotten what it�s like. Give up on dragging her down, Spike. I�ll wipe your ass out myself if I find out you�ve been sniffing around her again. This is your only warning. I don�t give second chances.�
Spike yanks his shirt from his skin where the holy water had landed and was burning through. Vamp faced he snarls at the witch, growling angrily even as he sees the witch�s eyes swirling with power and anger. Grunting and bending over, grabbing his stomach, his gaze turns to the slayer who�d just hit him.
�Sounds to me like you have a very short, un-dead lifespan ahead of you around here, Spike. I�d suggest you find somewhere else to hang your worthless hide.� Buffy states softly, the anger in her eyes all the more scary for the soft tones. Gently grasping Tara�s hand, Buffy urges her ahead of her to continue on patrol, turning and kicking the vampire hard in the ass, sending him sprawling before she follows after Tara.
�I may not be able to do anything myself, but I can still cause problems of a different nature.� Spike snarls softly as he stands looking in the distance after the two women. Skulking off in the opposite direction, he remembers a certain demon in town that was about ready to give birth. If he could get his hands on those eggs, those baby demons could turn the world into a huge snack. Grinning evilly at the thought, Spike picks up his pace to see if he can find the demon.
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�Are you okay?� Buffy questions softly, Tara not having spoken since their encounter with Spike almost an hour ago, the two women finally making their way towards home.
Tara turns her gaze to smile softly at the slayer. �I�m okay, Buffy, just thinking.� Tara admits quietly, turning back to watch where she�s walking. Sighing softly, Tara starts speaking out loud. �You know, he did help out while you were�� Tara stops, hating to think about it, before she finally goes on after Buffy wraps an arm around her waist and hugs her gently. �But most of the time we had to bribe him with blood or money when things were too much for us to handle by ourselves.�
�Typical Spike.� Buffy nods, understandingly. �He�s hardly ever done anything without it benefiting him. He�s always been that way.� Buffy admits softly. �Even when he was here originally, he only teamed up with me because he wanted to get Dru away from Angelus, and the fact he didn�t want the world to end. But I honestly believe the deciding factor was Dru. That and the fact he hated Angelus.� Buffy chuckles at the thought.
�Remember how he tried to pit everyone against each other when he was first chipped?� Tara frowns at the remembrance. She didn�t really know the group of people well at that time and being in the bathroom with Anya as the rest of the group argued was a memory that was a bit odd.
�Yeah. He almost succeeded in breaking everyone up.� Buffy admits quietly, remembering how everyone had acted, of course the vampire knew everyone well enough to put their own insecurities to the forefront with a couple well-placed comments.
�He can�t be trusted.� Tara admits simply.
�No, he can�t. I don�t know why I haven�t dusted him yet.� Buffy frowns as they make their way up the sidewalk to their home.
�Because he hasn�t done anything bad enough for you to warrant taking him out.� Tara smiles softly at the slayer. �You�re not like some people, Buffy. With what Willow had said about Kendra, she was a �stake �em first, ask questions later� kind of slayer. And unfortunately the world isn�t black and white. There are good demons, just as there are bad humans. Right now with the chip acting as a little zap collar when he does something bad, Spike is in the gray between the two. And you, my lovely slayer, don�t kill indiscriminately normally.�
Buffy nods her head silently in agreement. Knowing the only times she�s literally hunted down demons to stake and kill them was when she went on one her rampages, but knowing that the majority of them were vampires and definitely deserved to be taken out, while the other different demons had attacked her quickly with little provocation. �You�re right. But if he keeps it up, his days are numbered.� Buffy holds the door open, allowing Tara to enter the house before her. Turning and locking the door, Buffy watches as Tara gently shakes Dawn�s shoulder, where the teen had fallen asleep on the couch.
�Huh?� Dawn blinks as she half wakes.
�We�re home, Dawnie. Why don�t you go ahead and go to bed. You have school tomorrow.� Tara gently brushes the hair from the teens face, smiling softly.
�Last week, thank God.� Dawn mumbles as she staggers towards the stairs.
Tara chuckles watching Dawn head up the stairs before following Buffy into the kitchen. �Would you like some cocoa?� Tara quirks her eyebrow at the slayer as her hand reaches for the cabinet.
Buffy shakes her head and settles on a stool at the island within reach of Tara. Grabbing the Wiccan by the waist, she gently pulls her to her, settling Tara comfortably between her legs. Wrapping her arms tightly around her waist, she rests her cheek against Tara�s chest. Smiling as Tara starts to stroke her back with her hands and places a kiss on the top of her head.
Tara closes her eyes and rests her chin on top of Buffy�s head, continuing to run her hands gently up and down her back. The slayer more often than not seeking her out for the warmth and comfort she offers. One of the reasons Tara�s afraid to consummate their relationship, silently wondering if someone else would do just as well in her place. Though knowing Buffy cares for her, but not entirely sure that the woman is in love with her, or just loves her as a friend. Knowing Buffy is attracted to her, which is a given with how easily the woman was turned on. Though that too was suspect, as Tara remembers how Buffy was with Riley, the only person she�s seen her with. Knowing the two of them had been very sexually active.
Mentally shaking her head at her minds wonderings, Tara hooks her hands together behind Buffy�s back and presses her lips to the top of her head. �Do you want something else to drink? Or maybe something to snack on?� Tara questions softly.
�Not really.� Buffy brushes her cheek against Tara�s breast before turning her head to place a soft kiss on the cloth covered nipple. Easing her head away, Buffy tilts it up to look into loving blue eyes. �You have finals this week, Tara. We probably should go upstairs so you can be rested.� Buffy smiles softly as she remembers the woman�s studying binges, Tara finally having stated over the weekend that her brain couldn�t handle any more facts, figures or information. That she was done and she�d either do well or not. Knowing how smart the woman is, Buffy doesn�t have a single worry that Tara won�t pass all her finals with flying colors and graduate with top honors.
Finally urging Tara to step back, Buffy hops off the stool. Threading her fingers through Tara�s, Buffy grabs a bottle of water out of the refrigerator before turning off the lights on their way upstairs to their bedroom.
Tara follows quietly behind Buffy, allowing the slayer to head into the bathroom while taking the water from her and stepping into their bedroom. Setting the bottle of water down, Tara pulls everything from her pockets placing them in the proper places before stripping and placing her dirty clothes in the hamper. Bending over and pulling out a pair of sleeping shorts along with a tank top, Tara chuckles as a warm hand gently trails down her back to stroke softly over a bare butt cheek.
�Teasing me, are you?� Buffy let�s the words rumble from her chest, her desire burning brightly at the sight of the naked woman.
�I thought it would take you longer to shower.� Tara admits, straightening with the clothes in her hand turning to tilt her head at the slayer, seeing the desire flaring in Buffy�s eyes, taking in the pale scar that most people don�t even notice along Buffy�s cheek. As she thought, the scar added to the woman�s desirability, though Buffy had worried about it to begin with. After Buffy had realized most people didn�t notice it, she didn�t think about it much anymore.
Buffy shakes her head and she lets her eyes slowly trail down Tara�s body, nibbling on her bottom lip at the sight of the woman�s full breasts. Her fingers itching to touch, caress, and pinch the flesh. Smiling as the nipples harden perceptibly under her gaze, Buffy shifts her eyes down to the triangle of dark golden curls at Tara�s apex. Buffy remembers having been surprised that Tara was a natural blonde as the woman�s hair had become quite dark at one time before it had started lightening again. Tara explaining that if she wasn�t outside frequently, that her hair did darken, though when she�d first been with Willow, she had colored her hair to an almost white blonde, not liking it she had let it grow out.
Tara gently taps Buffy on the nose to get the slayer�s attention. �I�ll be back in a minute.� Tara quickly pulls on the shorts and tank top, chuckling quietly at the pouty look that comes over Buffy�s face as she puts her clothes on.
�Don�t like clothes.� Buffy grumbles, pulling off the towel and tossing it in the hamper after Tara leaves the room. Pulling on her own sleeping shorts and top, Buffy folds down the covers on the bed before turning the overhead light off after switching on the lamp. Easing between the covers Buffy laces her fingers together behind her head as she stares up at the ceiling, listening to Tara taking a shower. Understanding to a certain degree why Tara was hesitant in taking the final step to consummating their relationship. But honestly it�s to the point of driving her crazy. Buffy admits to herself that her desire for the woman is at the forefront ninety-five percent of the time. Just thinking about her will more often than not get her aching for the woman�s touch. Sighing quietly, Buffy shifts, the desire already starting to dampen her sleeping shorts. Flipping the covers off, Buffy shifts to let her legs dangle over the side as she finally decides to take matters into her own hands. As Tara finally comes back into the room, brushing her damp hair, Buffy watches her for a moment.
Buffy stands, grabbing Tara and kissing her hungrily on the lips, letting her desire flare to a higher level. Pushing her body firmly against Tara�s, she grasps her butt cheeks while sliding a leg between Tara�s, effectively straddling Tara�s leg. Breaking off the kiss to pant heavily, Buffy presses firmly against Tara before finally questioning the woman. �Any chance we might be taking the final step?�
Tara whimpers quietly as she feels the heat and dampness coming from Buffy. Her own desire making her ache to the point it�s almost painful. Tilting her head against Buffy�s forehead, Tara digs her fingers gently into Buffy�s waist. �I want to, Buffy.� Tara finally whispers.
�I love you, Tara. More than I can say. I know you�re worried on a deeper level that it�s just because of your help and being there for me. But I know it isn�t. Please? One touch is probably all it would take.� Buffy finally whispers.
Tara hears the pain and desire in Buffy�s voice, along with the almost shyly whispered last sentence. Closing her eyes, Tara thinks long and hard about their relationship. Realizing it didn�t really matter if they consummated it or not, she was already head over heels in love with the slayer, and if Buffy decided she didn�t love her or want to be with her, her world would be torn apart whether they�ve made love or not. Making a decision, Tara presses her lips to the tip of Buffy�s nose. �One touch may be all it will take, but I won�t be able to stop at one touch, or even one taste, Buffy.�
Buffy�s body jerks at the soft, sexy tone of the woman she loves, even before the words sink into her brain. Eyes opening wide she looks into Tara�s desire-filled eyes.
�I�ll want more, Buffy. And I can guarantee you, that probably neither one of us will be getting a lot of sleep tonight.� Tara gently urges Buffy towards the bed.
Buffy�s eyes widen even more before a huge grin crosses her face. �Really?� Buffy has to question to make sure, even as the back of her knees hit the bed and Tara gently pushes her down on it.
�Really.� Tara�s lips curl up into an answering grin as she notices the happiness shining in Buffy�s eyes. �I love you, Buffy.� Tara whispers, kneeling on the bed straddling Buffy as she follows the slayer.
�God, I love you, too.� Buffy answers hoarsely, her eyes shining with love as she looks at the woman that has come to mean the world to her.
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