Author: Taras Shadow
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Joss Whedon, ME, UPN…except for Tori, Hadley, Jessica Paris, and Orlando and other non-Buffy characters-they belong to me
Feedback: Yes please, everything is welcome
Pairings: W/T, X/A, B/F D/Tori
Rating: NC 17
Summary: Willow is one of the hottest models in the world. When she comes home for her holiday, she meets a nice family that is new to Sunnydale. Can she find love, and continue her much loved career? This is an AU fic. There will be a little angst between some characters, but nothing big for I want to keep the angst issue light. Thoughts are in < >
Previously
Tara stood up and turned off the T.V., she reached out her hand and gave Willow a flirtatious look. “I believe you said something about…me riding?”
Willow gulped and bolted from the couch. “Oh baby, you better hold on tonight, I plan to work magic with your body.” Willow growled leading Tara upstairs.
~Part 34c~
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The door swung open and Tara found herself pushed onto the bed. Sitting up she watched as the red head started to strip off her clothing. “Um, sweetie?” She pointed towards the door.
Stopping what she was doing and turned towards the open door. “Oh, I uh…I guess we should close this first huh?” She grinned sheepishly.
“Yeah, you might want to do that.” The gleam in Tara’s eyes were written with lust, as she watched her lover shut the door and walk towards her.
“Of course, wouldn’t want others to have a nice peep show.” Willow teased, grabbing Tara’s hands and lifting her up on her feet.
“That and I don’t think they’d appreciate it.” Tara whispered, closing her mouth over Willow’s. Her tongue peeked out to trace hot trails across Willow’s lips then darted inside. Tara’s wrapped her arms around her girlfriend, pushing her back on the bed, before pulling back.
Willow looked up at her blonde Goddess, her eyebrows furrowed in question when Tara just smiled shyly before lifting her shirt up over her head. “Oh…Tara’s gonna strip for me?” She bounced on the bed excitedly.
Tara blushed slightly while removing her own pants, standing in front of Willow in her underwear and bra. “Not a dancing strip, but stripping none the less.” She grinned cheekily, purring as she reached behind her and unclasped her bra. The silent gasp that came out of the red head’s mouth told Tara she was enjoying the slow process immensely.
Willow reached her hand up and traced small patterns on Tara’s stomach before pulling her closer, kissing the smooth pale skin lightly. Hooking her fingers in the waistband of Tara’s panties, she looked up and searched for permission to take them off.
Tara smiled softly, blinking her heavy lidded eyes as she felt Willow’s fingers whisper across the inside of her thighs as the material was being removed. “Willow…” She whimpered.
“Baby, you do smell good.” Willow breathed, nuzzling her face into her girlfriend’s moist centre. “I bet you taste even sweeter.” Licking Tara softly, she felt Tara clutch her shoulders with the same intense strength she always used when she was about to turn things around. “Oh no honey, I get to make love to you…just relax.”
Tara snorted softly. “How can I relax when you’re…” She moaned when Willow entered her with her tongue. “Oh Willow.” She sighed in frustration when Willow pulled back. “You tease.”
“I’m not teasing.” Willow smiled and stood up, kissing Tara deeply. “I just want to make things fair.” She quickly undressed and pressed her warm skin against Tara’s.
Gently pushing Willow down on the bed again, she straddled the petite red head, and kissed her hard. “Take me Willow.” Releasing her lovers lips, she arched her back and trailed her own fingers over her breasts, teasing her nipples into hard peaks, moaning softly.
Willow’s mouth fell open and her breathing deepened. Her hungry eyes watched as Tara teased herself, as the blonde’s hand made it’s way lower.
Tara’s eyes caught Willow’s hungry gaze and grabbed her hand softly into her own. “I said take me.” She whispered huskily, and brought the freckled hand down along with her own, brushing fingers into her wet warmth.
Willow groaned when her fingers touched Tara intimately. Having her girlfriend take things into her own hands was just a complete turn on. Having Tara guide her, to let her know where she wanted her to be… “You’re mine Tara Maclay.” She growled before pushing two fingers into her lover deeply.
Tara’s breath caught in her throat followed by a long sensual moan when she felt Willow move inside her. Immediately, she started to rock her hips gently against the questing fingers. Leaning forward, she nuzzled Willow’s neck, biting down gently every time Willow teased her clit with a quick flick.
Willow thrust inside Tara, stroking every inch of the blonde, purposely missing the hard bundle of nerves, wanting to really hear Tara beg.
Their lovemaking was always so passionate, about showing each other a way home, a home into each other’s hearts. Tonight was no different, except for that primal need to reassure one another that they belonged. Willow was leaving within a day and Tara needed this, this intense desire to show her one last time, that she was giving herself completely, that she could love and be loved in return.
Willow whimpered and winced when nails dug hard into her back, a feeling of mixed pleasure and pain. Flicking her thumb hard against Tara’s sensitive clit, she felt Tara arch her back and her juices flow freely in her hand, on her lap. The harsh breathing in her ear only encouraged her more as she added a third finger and stroked her harder.
Tara pushed Willow roughly into her back as she repositioned herself, riding Willow’s fingers, arching her back, running her own hands up and down her chest. Feeling Willow still her fingers she whimpered again.
“You want to be in charge Miss Maclay, be my guest.” Willow smugly said in laboured breaths, quirking an eyebrow.
Tara licked her lips, sweat trailing down her body, taking the smugness tone in her girlfriend’s voice. Lowering her lips to the red head’s ear, she bit the lobe none to gently before purring, “Fuck me sweetie.”
Willow’s eyes flew open… < Did Tara just?… no… not sweet Tara…>
Tara waited for a response before pulling back and looking at Willow.
< She meant it…her eyes a reeking with lust and want…for me… Oh Goddess she wants me too…>
“Now.” Tara growled kissing Willow deeply, starting her hips in motion again, grinding them against Willow’s hand.
Willow’s blood flooded with undeniable arousal, as she took the lead and flipped Tara onto her back, never breaking a rhythm of their movements. Pumping her fingers inside of Tara hard, she groaned when Tara’s legs wrapped around her hips.
Harsh gasps and moans filled the room, Tara tossed her head back as she arched her whole body when the powerful and intense orgasm rushed through her. Sorted colours danced behind her eyes when she felt Willow take her breast into her mouth and suckled a hard nipple as she rubbed her clit softly, her thumb grazing a very wet opening. “More.” Tara breathed.
Willow grinned and trailed kisses down Tara’s quivered stomach. “Mmmm…I’m guessing you want an autograph…here?” She asked, licking up Tara’s juices when she reached her source. “Or here?” She murmured sliding her tongue inside, cause Tara to rub her hips against her face. “Or do want me to just…fuck you with my tongue.”
That was it, Tara wrapped her hands in Willow’s hair and pushed her right where she wanted her. No words were said when Tara felt Willow comply, lapping softly before entering the sweet haven deeply.
Willow moaned, taking in all of her lover, grasping Tara’s hips with her hand, she helped out with a smooth rhythm. She could already feel Tara’s inner muscles contract around her lingual muscle, finding a way of release. Taking a deep breath, filled with Tara, Willow grazed Tara’s clit with her teeth, holding it gently, while flicking her tongue quick and fast.
“Willow!!” Tara screamed, for the second time, forgetting about other people living under the same roof. Willow grinned and lapped up Tara once again, this time more softly, letting her tongue whisper across hot and sensitive flesh.
Willow slithered her body up her girlfriend’s sweaty skin, licking and nibbling softly anywhere she could. Feeling the heartbeat beat fast and hard against her lips, Willow lifted her head and looked at Tara. “Are you okay baby?” She asked softly.
“Very okay.” Tara murmured softly, grinning lazily, wrapping her arms around Willow, and gliding her hands up and down her back. “Oh sweetie, you’re so wet.” She growled softly as Willow’s wet centre glided against her thigh.
“Mmmhmm.” Willow kissed Tara softly. “But, it’s late and you’re sleepy, and I’m sleepy.” She whispered in the dark. “I love you.” She nuzzled Tara’s neck.
“I love you too.” Tara smiled and closed her eyes. “Night my love.”
“Night.” Willow kissed Tara once more before sinking into the heated skin of her lover and closed her eyes, ready to dream about her great and amazing life she will be sharing with the Maclay’s.
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I hope that satisfied you...just for a bit anyways
Not sure when the next update will be up, but I'll try to not make you wait tooo long. Morn'night Kittens. 
~Holly~
“Um…This Is Nice And All…But I’d Rather Have Your Fingers…”
Don’t You Know The Difference Between Like and Love?
Hope everything is going okay for you.
Go Holl! Loved it!
...wonderful update..and if i could regain use of actual speach..i would tell you that...but yea 
lol
if your girl gets me, my girl will get her back....and karen's a tough lil cookie!
! it's kinda recurring each time i do so with this fic! 
another update perhaps??? yes that's the best medicine to cure me!!! and next time make it lengthy-er?
two 
lol...ok, yep, update miss Holly! Or your pouncy privelages will be lessened
hmm...
ana