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Heaven Lost, Paradise Found	By : Moonliteyes70 Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Tara Views: 5450 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Unable to stop herself once they had gotten in the yellow cab that seemed to simply be waiting for them as they came out of the club Buffy waits until Tara pulls the door shut behind her then pulls the Wicca into her to ravish those oh-so-kissable lips causing Tara to squeal then moan into the Slayer’s mouth.
Not willing to let Buffy have all the control Tara reaches one hand up to the Slayer’s left breast to find easily then squeeze an already very excited nipple, making Buffy gasp loudly and grind her heated center into the Wicca’s hip bone as Tara leans down to recapture her lips to ravish them much as Buffy had first done to hers.
When the cab stops the driver, politely keeping his eyes facing forward says, “Stevenson Hall, UCS, ladies. Oh, and the fares already covered by the bar.” As he hears them opening the door he glances back to the smaller blonde holding out a $5 with a huge grin and she says, “That’s for you, thanks for the ride.”
Chuckling he takes it with a nod as the taller blonde pulls her out of the cab and slams the door, he guesses she’s just in that kind of hurry, but he was happier driving these fares than the drunken one’s any day of the week.
Reaching her dorm room Tara gets the keys out despite having Buffy attached to her lips once again and proceeds to open the door keeping the Slayer with her as she tosses the keys to the floor then using their melded bodies pushes back on the door to have it shut with the crash of them against it.
Snapping out of her Tara-induced hazed for a moment as she feels them slam into the door, Buffy still holding the Wicca tightly breathes raggedly against her shoulder as Tara pants into the top of her head trying to catch her breath as well, and she hears Buffy mumble something into her shoulder.
Pulling back to look into eyes that seem to be almost glowing Tara asks, “What did you say, Sweetie?” as Buffy smiling somewhat sheepishly tells her, “Telling my Slayer hormones to calm down. I’m a little – no – I’m really, really, really over-the-top horny right now and I um – don’t want to lose control.”
Smiling warmly as she realizes what it took for Buffy to even admit that to her, Tara pulls back to take the Slayer’s hand guiding her further into the room she says, “Understand something Buffy. I don’t ever want you to feel like you have to hold back with me.” seeing the Slayer about to protest she says, “No, Buffy, listen to me.”
Nodding into deep blue eyes shining such love at her Buffy closes her mouth to let Tara continue and the Wicca smiles her thanks before going on, “I’ve seen you in complete Slayer mode. I have seen you rip the hearts out of Vamps, slice through the necks of all sorts of demons, and smash a hell-goddess to a pulp with a Troll Hammer. Trust me when I say I know the strength you wield.”
Pushing Buffy to sit down on the edge of her bed Tara kneels down to begin unlacing the Slayer’s boots saying, “But, I also have seen you hold your heartbroken sister in your arms as she cried at the death of your mother. I have watched as you pulled punches with Faith because despite all she had done you really didn’t want to hurt her. I know the heart that cries for every life you were unable to save since you’ve been called to be a Slayer, and I know - I absolutely know that your love for me will never allow you to hurt me or do anything that I might not want.”
Setting the boots aside Tara leans back up to look into tear-filled eyes and says, “I want all of you Buffy Summers and that means not just the working, college woman who takes care of her teenage sister but the powerful, world-saving, oft times violent Slayer as well. I fell in love with the whole package, so don’t ever hold back with me, please sweetie.”
Taking a deep breath to exhale shakily Buffy looks deep into Tara’s loving eyes to say, “I love you Tara Maclay and I will do everything in my power to keep you, but understand this – if ever there is a time when I lose control I will be trusting in your faith in me to keep you safe and never harm you, be-because I-I just don’t h-have that faith in my-myself yet. Ok?”
Her eyes filled with unshed tears at just how much this precious woman truly trusted her, Tara leans in to whisper, “Ok, my love.” Against Buffy’s lips before placing a firm but short kiss on them. Pulling back she stands to begin peeling off her blouse to the lust-filled gaze of her heart’s love, ready now to take their new relationship to the next level.
Watching as the sheer top slithers off Tara’s creamy, soft arms to be allowed to fall to the ground, Buffy stands to begin pulling her own shirt off quickly so she doesn’t miss seeing what Tara would take off next, and she whimpers at the look of burning desire that flashes in vibrant blue eyes as the Wicca focuses on the Slayer’s black, silk covered breasts.
Hearing the whimper that comes from the flushed woman before her, Tara looks up into Buffy’s eyes once again noticing a slight yellow glow around her darkened irises and she smirks at the Slayer before beginning to unbutton the fly of her hip-huggers, simultaneously slipping the low-heeled black, ankle boots off her feet to kick to one side.
Feeling an almost constant hum vibrating through her body as she watches Tara slowly push her jeans down over her hips, Buffy gasps softly seeing that the woman wore no panties beneath her tight jeans and growls deeply as she smells the Wicca’s arousal strongly wafting up to invade her senses.
Undoing her leather pants, Buffy slides both her pants and g-string down her hips to step out of them as her eyes remain focused on the neatly trimmed patch of glistening dark blonde curls at Tara’s apex and she kicks them to the side just as the witch steps toward her asking in a husky voice, “Sweetie, would you help me with my bra, please?”
Hands shaking as she nods her head, Buffy reaches behind the taller woman to unclasp the hooks whispering, “Hmm…purple.” as she now can see just what dark color Tara’s lacy bra is and she pulls one strap down before leaning in to place gentle kisses from one shoulder across Tara’s upper chest to the other pulling the bra free as she goes.
Her heart pounding as her breath becomes more ragged Tara reaches around to unclasp Buffy’s bra but gasps sharply when the slayer unable to wait any longer leans down to suck her left nipple into her hot mouth growling as she does so causing Tara to moan deeply and clutch Buffy’s head to her breast crying out, “Buffy!”
Swirling her tongue around the stiff peak while trying to suck more of Tara’s breast into her mouth Buffy reaches back to grasp firm ass cheeks and pulls the Wicca into her feeling the woman’s excitement against her hip and she growls again as the witch bucks into her crying her name a second time as she experiences a mini-orgasm.
With the hand clutching Buffy’s head to her chest, Tara wraps her fingers into silky blonde hair to pull the Slayer away from her wonderfully tortured nipple and says in a voice she had never used before, “Listen up, Slayer, because I do not want to repeat myself.”
Whimpering at the loss of her hew favorite toy, it takes Buffy a moment to focus her lust-addled mind on what Tara is saying and snaps her eyes up to meet sparkling blue ones hearing the commanding tone from the usually gentle woman, she nods to show Tara she has her attention, and the Wicca continues in that same deep, husky commanding tone, “You are mine, tonight. You say you have an itch that needs to be scratched and I am the one who will be scratching it. Do you hear me, Slayer?”
Eyes so dilated with arousal that barely any hazel shows around her pupil as Buffy nods again saying, “Yes, Tara. I-I hear you.” and the honey-blonde woman releases her hair to say, “Get on the bed, Buffy.”
TBC
Don't hate me yet...the good stuff is coming. heh heh
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