New Paths | By : Kinetickid Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 9889 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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“Why didn’t you tell me what the hang up was?” Buffy finally questions, looking up at Tara’s blue eyes as the Wicca wakes up, having been watching the woman for the last hour as she slept.
Tara blinks a couple times at the quickly asked question, taking a moment to realize what Buffy was asking. “I didn’t want it to come down to either a me or her type thing, Buffy. You two have been through too much, for me to come between you.”
Buffy shakes her head at the Wicca, before dropping her forehead against the woman’s shoulder. “Eventually she would have come around, Tara. Like you said, we’ve been through too much for her to have allowed my hooking up with you to keep us apart. If it had been much longer, I would have hunted her down to have it out.”
“But I didn’t want it to come down to you ‘having it out’.” Tara tries to explains, hugging Buffy tightly. “I was hoping that she would come around on her own. With you having talked with your mom and Mr. Giles about us, and them being okay about it, the last big hurdle was Willow.”
Buffy nods her head against Tara’s shoulder. “And Xander, but he won’t have a problem with it. You’re alive, have a heartbeat and are beautiful. He’ll just go off into fantasy land.”
Tara chuckles and presses her cheek against Buffy’s head. “Every man’s fantasy, huh?”
“Pretty much.” Buffy smiles and shifts her face to kiss Tara’s neck tenderly. “Can I ask a pretty huge favor?” Buffy leans back, looking at Tara intently.
“Of course.” Tara blinks at the seriousness in Buffy’s eyes.
“Don’t do something like this again. I don’t want you to pull back from us, because you think it would be better for me. And I’ll try not to do the same to you, okay?” Buffy furrows her brows as she looks at Tara. “It’s one thing if you can’t handle being the girlfriend of ‘The Slayer’, with everything that happens. But if you’re doing it because you think it would be best for me, please don’t.”
“Oh, honey.” Tara runs the back of her fingers down Buffy’s cheek, seeing the sadness in the slayer’s eyes. “If I have any problems, or doubts, anything at all, I’ll talk to you about it. Okay?”
Buffy slowly nods her head, leaning in and placing her head back on Tara’s shoulders, feeling a sense of relief ease through her body at the Wicca’s words. Knowing Tara won’t say anything that she honestly doesn’t mean. “Thank you.”
Tara places a kiss on the slayer’s head, running her hand up to stroke through the blonde hair. “What time is it, honey?”
Buffy chuckles and presses a firm kiss to Tara’s neck. “Almost noon.”
Tara groans quietly, then giggles as Buffy nips playfully across her neck. “What are you doing?”
“Kinda got sidetracked last night. Planning on making up for it now.” Buffy tosses the covers off their bodies, her eyes caressing over Tara’s body. “You have one extremely hot body, Miss Tara Maclay. And I have this uncontrollable urge to learn it intimately.”
Tara whimpers quietly and grasps Buffy before she attaches her lips to her breast. “I need to make a pit stop.” Tara admits quietly, blushing lightly.
Buffy groans loudly and flops onto her back, throwing an arm across her eyes. “Hurry.” Buffy begs quietly, feeling Tara move from the bed with a quiet chuckle. Lowering her arm, Buffy watches the Wicca open the closet and pull out a robe. Watching Tara turn and wink at her before slipping out of the room, Buffy growls as she realizes she needs to go to the bathroom also. Slowly standing, she looks around for something easy to throw on to run down and run back. Grumbling quietly, Buffy realizes Willow didn’t pack her any sleep wear, digging further into the bag, she laughs as she notices there’s not any underwear either. “Trying to help things along?”
Getting ready to pull her jeans and top on, Buffy looks up as Tara eases the door open as she slides into the room, shutting it quickly when she realizes Buffy’s standing there with no clothes on.
“Going somewhere?” Tara questions, her lip quirked up in a half smile as she looks at Buffy.
Buffy smirks as she closes the distance between them and unties the loose knot holding the robe closed, sliding the garment off Tara’s body. Leaning down, Buffy nips playfully at Tara’s breast before licking her way around it for a few minutes while pulling the Wicca’s robe on her body. As soon as Tara starts to moan, Buffy pulls back and pats the Wicca on the butt gently. “Bathroom.” Buffy laughs at the grunt of complaint coming from Tara as she heads out the door.
Tara raises her hands in a choking motion at the door before laughing quietly, collapsing on the bed as she waits for Buffy to come back.
Buffy eases back in the room, locking the door behind her and yanking the robe off. “Now that’s what I like to see.” Buffy grins lasciviously at the sight of Tara spread out on the bed with a come hither look on her face.
“Oh, in that case.” Tara shifts, getting read to roll out of the bed when Buffy pounces on her, growling. Laughing as Buffy starts to tickle her, Tara shifts trying to get away from the playful slayer.
“Not nice teasing the slayer.” Buffy growls as she runs her fingers up and down the Wicca’s sides, smirking as Tara squirms around trying to escape her. “Looking all sexy and available then going to run away… not nice. Not nice, at all!”
Tara laughs before grabbing Buffy’s hands, pulling them away from her body, smiling up into the laughing countenance of her lover. “Sexy and available? I think you may need your eyes examined about the sexy part… as for the available part, I kind of think I’m taken. What do you think?”
Buffy’s grin eases down to a soft smile. “You are sexy, Tara. Extremely hot and sexy.” Buffy places a gentle kiss on The Wicca’s lips. “Taken, definitely, if you want to be.” Buffy bites her lip as she becomes serious. “I know we’ve been exclusively seeing each other, but we haven’t said…”
Tara places a fingertip on Buffy’s lips, smiling gently at the slayer. “I can’t think of anything I’d like better than for us to an ‘us’.” Tara replaces her finger with her lips, kissing Buffy lovingly. “I’d love for you to think of me as yours, Buffy.”
Buffy lowers her body slowly on top of Tara’s and kisses her neck soothingly. “Only if you think of me as being yours, also, Tara. I like the idea of us belonging to each other. Something inside me jumps up and down for joy at the thought.” Buffy admits softly, raising her upper body to look down into serious blue eyes. “I get the urge to grunt and beat on my chest, announcing to the world that you’re mine. And I want to mark you.” Buffy admits, blushing darkly as she looks down at the mark on Tara’s neck, where she’d gotten a little carried away the night before.
Tara blushes lightly at the slayer’s words. “I think you already did place your mark on me. Are you going to throw me over your shoulder and take me back to your lair, or something?”
Buffy laughs as her mind shifts back to a few months before Tara came on the scene. “Good thing you didn’t meet me when I was Cave Slayer, I might have done exactly that.” Seeing the questioning look, Buffy shakes her head. “I’ll tell you about it later. Does it bother you?”
Tara considers Buffy for a few minutes, thinking over what she was asking, before slowly shaking her head. “No. You aren’t wanting me to belong to you in the sense that you want to smother me, or keep me from having a life. You just want everyone to know we’re together, love each other and they better not come between us.” Tara finally explains smiling as Buffy relaxes from where she’d unconsciously stiffened. “Did I get that right?”
“Said it better than I ever could.” Buffy settles her body completely on top of Tara’s, tucking her face in Tara’s neck, sighing in pleasure as Tara’s hands stroke softly up and down her back, in a soothing gesture. “Do you just want to relax until we need to head out?”
“Nope.” Tara answers quickly, smirking as she feels Buffy’s mouth curl into a smile against her neck.
“Did you want to take a nap?” Buffy tries another question.
“Nope.” Tara’s lip curls up into a wicked smile.
“Do you want me to kiss, lick and devour your body for the next couple hours?” Buffy chuckles as Tara laughs at that question.
“Honey, we can do whatever you want.” Tara answers seriously, before moaning loudly as Buffy shifts quickly and captures a nipple in her mouth, sucking eagerly.
“Shouldn’t have said that.” Buffy growls in a sex roughened voice, surprised at how quickly the desire shot through her body. Feeling Tara’s fingers digging lightly into her shoulders, Buffy nips gently at first on one nipple, before working her way over to the other one, loving it with her mouth and tongue. Easing the weight of her body off Tara’s, Buffy keeps contact with the Wicca while slowly working her way down her abdomen. Placing hot, wet kisses along the flesh, spending a few extra minutes on her lower abdomen as it flinches under her lips.
Coughing to try and clear her throat, after trying to say something a couple times, Tara looks down at her lover hovering over her sex, placing kisses teasingly on her mound. “What exactly do you have planned for me?” Tara finally questions in a sex roughened voice.
“Pleasure.” Buffy states simply, her eyes rising to look at Tara. Keeping eye contact, Buffy shifts her body down further, her hands sliding under Tara’s butt cheeks, grasping the warm globes of flesh gently as she inhales deeply. “You smell so good. You can’t know how your smell has been haunting me whenever we’ve been together. It seemed that with the simplest touch, caress and God! Whenever we’d kiss the smell would become so strong I would literally salivate at the thought of getting my mouth on you.” Buffy growls softly, her fingers stroking over the Wicca’s soft inner thighs.
“Goddess!” Tara whimpers softly her body jumping slightly as Buffy’s fingers caress gently over her outer lips. Somewhat getting control of her panting, Tara shifts up on her elbows to see Buffy easier. “And here you are… literally inches from where you want your mouth and you’re not… SHIT!” Tara bucks hard as Buffy’s fingers glide between her lips to stroke firmly over her clit.
“But I’m going to be.” Buffy murmurs, shifting down slightly watching as Tara opens herself even more. Whimpering at the swollen, desire flushed flesh, Buffy glances up worriedly. “I didn’t think… do you mind that I’m looking at you like this? I mean… I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” Buffy closes her eyes as she wonders if this is too much, but loving the idea of being able to look and enjoy the sight of her lover in every aspect imaginable.
“The only thing that’s uncomfortable is the fact that you have my body so wound up it’s like a spring waiting for release.” Tara murmurs, shifting slightly so she can reach down to stroke her fingers gently over Buffy’s cheek. “I told you last night you could do anything and everything you want, sweetie.”
Buffy drags her eyes open, staring at her lover’s softly smiling countenance. “I just didn’t know if this would be too weird.” Buffy admits quietly, smiling back at her lover.
“The more thorough the inspection the better.” Tara hints softly, her eyes sparkling. “Just wait until it’s your turn, sweetie.”
Buffy groans loudly, blushing dark at the thought, but knowing that there would be no way in hell she’d turn Tara down on anything she’d want to do. Unable to resist any longer, Buffy brushes her lips gently over her lover’s swollen lips. As Tara whimpers at the soft caress, Buffy smiles. Gently separating her lover’s lips, Buffy growls hungrily at the sight of the swollen muscle in front of her. Diving in Buffy eagerly drags her tongue through her lover’s desire, groaning deeply at the rich, earthy taste. Lapping over her lover’s body, Buffy drags her tongue firmly over Tara’s clit, pulling it out of its hiding place before wrapping her lips eagerly around the muscle, sucking steadily on the pulsing muscle.
“Sweet, Goddess!” Tara whimpers loudly, burying her hand in her lover’s hair as Buffy continues to suckle her at the same time batting her tongue over the sensitive tip of her clitoris.
Buffy groans deeply against her lover’s sex as she continues to suck and flick her tongue, feeling the muscle quivering and pulsing more quickly Buffy presses her tongue hard against the muscle, grunting as Tara pulls her firmly against her even as she bucks and explodes as she climaxes. Lapping eagerly at the liquid escaping from Tara, Buffy smirks as she feels Tara pull firmly on her hair as she bucks even more, quickly rolling into another orgasm. Panting heavily after cleaning the fluid from Tara’s body, Buffy rubs her cheek against her lover’s inner thigh. “You taste delicious.” Buffy mumbles, sighing quietly in contentment.
Tara chuckles weakly. “Thank you. And you were worried about doing something wrong?”
Buffy blushes and nods, her cheek rubbing against Tara’s thigh. Pressing a firm kiss against flesh she’s rubbing against, Buffy strokes her fingers gently over Tara’s mound. Playing the tips over the small triangle of dark blonde curls.
Tara laughs and shifts, finally capturing Buffy’s fingers. “That tickles.” Tara explains softly as she looks down into Buffy’s questioning eyes. “Come up here, sweetie.” Tara orders softly, tugging on her lover’s hand.
Buffy pouts for a minute before slowly moving over Tara, stopping to nuzzle against the small triangle of curls, smiling as Tara half laughs, half moans. Gradually making her way up her lover’s gorgeous body, placing loving kisses over the flesh, finally ending at Tara’s lips. Groaning as Tara doesn’t settle for the soft kiss she’d placed on her lips, but pulls her in for a deep exploring kiss.
“Goddess.” Tara whimpers softly, pressing her forehead against Buffy’s.
“Can I put in that I will be more than happy to do this again, and again, and again…” Buffy trails off, laughing as Tara pinches her side.
“I won’t argue the fact, but there are so many other things we can do.” Tara’s eyes gleam as she taps her fingers firmly up and down Buffy’s back. “My turn?” Tara questions hopefully.
Buffy glances over at the clock, pouting. “We have to shower and be at my house in two hours. Mom wants us there early so she can do the Spanish Inquisition thing on you.”
“It’ll only take me a half hour to get ready.” Tara grins as she starts running her fingers more seriously over Buffy’s body.
“I can be ready in half an hour.” Buffy rolls over onto her back at Tara’s urgings.
“How long to get there?” Tara nibbles gently on Buffy’s neck as she works her way down her lover’s body, needing to touch, kiss and taste Buffy’s flesh.
Buffy groans loudly as Tara kneads her breasts, kissing and suckling on her nipples for a few minutes as she tries to remember her lover’s question. “Ummm. Probably half an hour to forty-five minutes give or take.” Buffy offers, blinking in surprise as Tara bites gently on the nipple she’d been licking and sucking.
“Not long for me to play.” Tara grumbles before laving the nipple she’d just bit. “I’ll come back and visit you lovelies at a later time.” Tara presses a firm kiss on each breast before nipping her way down Buffy’s abdomen. Dipping her tongue playfully into Buffy’s tiny belly button, Tara smirks as she hears the whimper coming from her lover. “Sensitive belly button issues?”
“Seems so, but I never realized it before.” Buffy admits, wiggling as Tara’s hands stroke their way down over her waist, hips and thighs.
“So strong for such a small person.” Tara whispers, clenching Buffy’s muscular thighs, lightly digging her fingers into the muscles even as she kisses her way down her lover’s bald mound. Inhaling deeply of Buffy’s dark, musky smell, Tara nuzzles her face between her lover’s swollen lips without any warning, suckling on the flesh poking insistently from its hiding place, Tara nudges the hood back more out of the way, swirling her tongue around the swollen bundle of nerves while sucking more and more strongly.
Buffy whimpers loudly, unable to control her bucking and shifting body as Tara pulls the pleasure out of her, making her explode in a shower of different colored lights as she feels Tara’s fingers slide firmly within her, tipping her over the edge immediately in a climax more powerful than anything she’d ever felt before.
Tara wraps one arm around Buffy’s thigh as her lover almost dislodges her with her gyrations. Finally releasing the quivering muscle, Tara nuzzles against Buffy’s mound while continuing to stroke within her lover’s body, extending her orgasm, moaning with desire at the strong muscles grasping her fingers. “So strong.” Tara murmurs, pressing kisses against Buffy’s mound as she feels Buffy’s body finally calming down, the clenching slowly easing. Allowing her fingers to learn Buffy’s body, Tara rubs her cheek over Buffy’s abdomen as she feels the curves, swells, dips and muscles of Buffy’s body.
Buffy groans loudly as Tara continues to move her fingers within her, feeling the desire building again. “Tara.” Buffy growls the Wicca’s name in warning.
“One more.” Tara whispers as she kisses her way back up Buffy’s body, shifting to straddle one of the slayer’s thighs even as she starts to stroke more in and out of her lover, instead of learning the inside of Buffy. Panting heavily, Tara uses her thigh to give her hand more force as Buffy starts to counter thrust harder against her. “Feel so good.” Tara bites her bottom lip as she feels the muscles clenching more around her fingers. Bringing her thumb into play, Tara starts a gentle circular rub on her lover’s swollen nub, building the pressure and speed up in direct response to how fast her fingers are working in and out of her lover.
Buffy grasps Tara’s hips, digging her fingers in gently as she bucks more strongly against her lover’s talented hand. Jerking her hips as she lifts Tara with her bucking body, Buffy growls loudly as she feels the orgasm working through her, finally grinding her body against Tara’s hand, Buffy cries out her lover’s name with her release as she bows her body up, lifting Tara completely off the bed.
Tara whimpers as she watches the extreme pleasure cross Buffy’s face before the slayer collapses back onto the bed, making them both bounce a couple times in response. Leaving her fingers within her lover’s core, Tara kisses Buffy gently on the lips, giving her a few minutes to come down from her orgasmic high before finally gently easing out of her lover’s body.
“Stick a fork in me.” Buffy pants, her eyes closed as she feels the perspiration rolling off her body from their exertions.
“Trying to say you’re done?” Tara laughs quietly before suckling softly of Buffy’s neck, enjoying the salty tang of her lover’s sweat.
“Uh, huh.” Buffy agrees, hugging Tara to her tightly. “Can I just say ‘Wow’ about a thousand times? Will that get across how I’m feeling?”
Tara chuckles. “That will work, sweetie.” Glancing up towards the clock, Tara sighs softly. “We need to head to the showers.”
“Figured as much.” Buffy pouts as Tara eases from her.
“You’re absolutely adorable.” Tara murmurs, smiling down at her lover and the bottom lip sticking out insistently. “And irresistible.” Tara admits, leaning down to kiss Buffy and run her tongue teasingly over the bottom lip.
Buffy licks her bottom lip after Tara shifts back. “Have I told you what an absolutely wonderful kisser you are?”
“I believe you may have mentioned it once or twice, but not today.” Tara grins crookedly at her lover.
“Well, you are.” Buffy sighs and starts to pout, realizing they don’t have time for her to play. “Shower.”
“Shower.” Tara agrees as she grabs the items she’ll need to shower with before pulling on her robe, watching as Buffy quickly dresses and grabs her shower kit along with a set of fresh clothes. “Ready?”
“No. But I don’t have much of a choice.” Buffy sighs as if it’s a great hardship, though her eyes are twinkling.
“Would do better if you could keep a serious look.” Tara points out, grinning.
“I’ll work on that.” Buffy grins as she follow’s Tara out of her room, her eyes dropping automatically to the Wicca’s ass, frowning at the robe covering it. ‘Shower, Slayer. No more ogling your girlfriends attributes. Behave time. You can play again later!’ Buffy mumbles to herself a huge grin on her face.
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