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Willow felt the rush of Tara kisses all over her body. Tingling, tickling, caressing her spirit. “Now that is what I call a kiss.” She whispered as her forehead pressed against Tara’s after carefully setting down on the stage again. Her hands lovingly caressed Tara’s lower back, playful fingers edging under the shirt onto bare skin.
Tara laughed quietly, “Quite true.” Her fingers now softly caressed Willow’s cheeks, she pulled a stray hair behind Willow’s ear. “I missed you.” Her warm eyes added to the truth of the statement.
Willow’s grin widened even more, “Oh I missed you too. So much. It was so…” she sighed, “I wish you’d been there.” Tara nodded in return, she’d wished the same. “Buffy and I came up with some new constellations though.” The redhead added as Tara’s mouth puckered and kissed her left cheekbone affectionately. “I hope you don’t mind.”
“Why would I mind?” Tara mentioned as her lips traveled to Willow’s nose. “We’ll just have to register them.” She kissed the tip and then red lips. “I made something for you.”
“What?” Curious green eyes questioned.
“It’s a gift.”
“What’s the occasion?” Willow’s smile suddenly faded as worry crossed her beautiful features. “Oh god it’s not our anniversary is it? Did I totally forget our anniversary? Oh, Tara, I’m-“
Tara’s lips ceased the redheads’ mouth from uttering one more word. The blonde slowly pulled away after the kisses aroused her furthermore. Her arms kept Willow’s body close to hers though. “I don’t even know what anniversary we’d celebrate. When we met? First kiss? The first time we…” Her cheeks reddened at the excitable thoughts of the truck, her heart raced quicker. She couldn’t ignore the firm throb of her center anymore or the wetness growing between her legs.
Willow’s smile shone as brightly as her eyes, “How about all of them?” she asked as her hands began to trace down the witch’s neck, stopping to gently cup her breasts and play there. “Multiple celebrations.” Willow’s lips traced patterns up and down Tara’s neck, her tongue leaving a trail of wetness up to Tara’s earlobe where they kissed tenderly and teeth bit gently. “Multiple orgasms.” Willow said in a whisper.
“I can definitely go for that,” Tara murmured as Willow’s fingers pressed and squeezed her nipples. “Oh god.” She wasn’t thinking now would be the exact time for that but what could she do, anytime she was with Willow all she wanted to do was share herself with her. So, she pushed her body closer to the smaller one in front of her. Their energies further coalesced. “Willow, I’m…” She gasped. She couldn’t say anything more, she was busy trying hard to stop her body from climaxing. It built too quickly for her. How was it Willow’s touch and voice could do this?
“I feel your heart beating… I can feel you, Tara.” Willow’s lips met with Tara’s once more and an electric current ran throughout the blonde’s body. Willow felt that too.
Tara’s orgasm left her woozy, Willow’s thin arms held her from falling back, or down, or to the side. Tara realized couldn’t feel her legs. After a few seconds of silence and heavy breathing she was finally able to open her eyes and look into Willow’s awaiting ones. She tried talking despite the bouts of soft orgasmic giggles. “Willow.” was all she was able to finally say, a sweet smile spread over her lips.
“That’s me.” the redhead grinned.
She shyly smiled. “You are so evil.”
“Evil’s good. Well, this kind of evil is good cause evil- You know, it’s not so good. Not good at all actually hence it being evil and all-”
Tara quickly kissed the babbling redhead. “I thought I was the one giving the gifts here.”
“Gifts?” Willow’s ears perked up.
“Well, gift, singular. But, you never know. Maybe other gifts would have been included in the gift giving. However, the sneaky little gift I may have been planning on after the actual gift giving-”
“Gift now, please.” Willow kissed Tara’s full lips, ceasing the blonde’s teasing babbling.
“Close your eyes.”
Without a moment of hesitation Willow did. She heard what she thought was Tara reaching into one of her jean pockets and whisper some words she didn’t quite understand. “What are you doing?” she asked, eyes still tightly shut. She knew it was a spell of some kind but what.
“Preparing your gift.” Tara mentioned. After a few seconds of silence she spoke again, “You can open your eyes now.”
What Willow saw a charm bracelet being held up to her on the palm of Tara’s open hand. She noticed the Pentagram, the star of David, the lunar goddess, a couple of hearts and crescent moons and suns surrounded by different colored small gem stones right away. On closer inspection she noticed the bracelet also had a miniature Pegasus, a fairy, an open book, a football and a charm shaped like a candle.
“Tara… it’s… It’s beautiful. Is this really for me?” She asked wide eyed as she carefully reached out to touch the bracelet. She was afraid it would break, that it would break and she’d never be able to put it back together again.
“It’s blessed now to protect you.” Tara added.
Willow was awestruck by the absolute beauty of it, the craftsmanship of the bracelet, the fact her girlfriend had made it for her. “Tara…” She noticed a red thread intricately woven within the silver band, it was a Cabalistic symbol of protection as well. Near the clasp she realized a small charm in the shape of a car was fixed. Her eyes quickly darted up to Tara’s blues.
“I, um, I couldn’t find a truck.” She sheepishly answered.
“This is…” Willow’s eyes were brimming with tears. “This is us?”
“Our story so far. See, I left some spaces in between the charms to be filled in.” she pointed out.
“Oh, Tara”, Willow’s voice cracked. She didn’t know what to say.
“Do you like it?” Tara nervously asked as she wiped away Willow’s tear streaked cheek.
“I…” Willow’s green eyes burned into her, “I love it. It’s beautiful. I just- I don’t have anything for you.”
“Yes, you do.” Tara smiled.
Willow’s eyes spilled tears again. “No, I don’t.” she shook her head. She couldn’t help but think about all the times in arts and craft she’d thought about making something for Tara but was too afraid to do so. Afraid someone would find out. Afraid they would all know that she was in love with a girl. She felt terribly guilty.
Tara gently cupped her face in her hands and kissed her. “You’re all I need. You’re all I want, Willow. I love you.”
Willow sighed peacefully, she tried calming down her breathing. “I, um…” her thoughts faded as Tara’s mouth kissed her eyebrows, her forehead, her temple. The luscious lips traveled slowly and torturously all over her face. A kiss here, a kiss there… everywhere. Hands, hands wandering over her upper body too.
As Willow’s mouth seized Tara’s lips once more, Buffy’s voiced called out to the redhead. “Will? Are you back here?” she asked as she scanned the now deserted backstage of the theater. “Will- OW!” Buffy yelled out after accidentally tripping over some rope on the floor. Her shin had bumped with the corner of a wooden crate and the pain was quite uncomfortable. “Stupid old rope. Trying to trip me and-“ she stopped as her slayer hearing centered in on soft giggles coming in from within the stage curtains. Her eyes narrowed in recognition. “Willow?”
Willow rolled her eyes and sighed quietly, “Yup.” She smiled as she stared at Tara’s dark blue eyes. The blonde grinned and shyly lowered her head.
“Are you, um, in the curtains?” Buffy questioned as she rubbed her throbbing shin. She’d since sat down on the crater that she’d bumped into.
Willow’s softly kissed Tara’s forehead, “Yeah, I’m, uh-”
Buffy didn’t even let the redhead finish her sentence, she knew exactly what she was up to. “Hey Tara. How are ya?”
Tara looked over at Willow with a nervous lopsided grin, “H-hi Buffy.” Her eyes questioned Willow.
“Slayer nose,” she whispered, “She can smell you.” Tara’s eyes widened in horror at the thought. “Your vanilla scent.” Willow’s heart began to race. “At least I hope that’s all.” Her fingers held on tighter to Tara’s lightly trembling hands.
“You two can come out now. Everyone’s gone.”
“Gone?” Willow asked as she and Tara began to look of an opening within the red curtains. She wondered how long Tara and her had been lost within each other this time.
“Yeah. About two minutes ago.” Buffy replied as she also looked for a way out. “We still have about an hour of break though. Flutie came and told us to focus on cleaning up the camp grounds for visitors day now.”
Willow and Tara emerged from the curtains still holding hands. “Oh.” Willow said as she turned to Buffy, her free hand holding the bracelet discreetly.
“Tara, I do believe you are blushing.” Buffy giggled as she looked at the flushed blonde. Tara’s blue eyes gazed everywhere except the Slayer.
“Buffy.” Willow warned.
The Slayer loved it how watchful Willow got about Tara. It was too cute. “Come on you two. Let’s get out of here. I’m having talent show, speaking dummies, Giles almost having his brain chopped off flashbacks.”
“What?” Tara asked completely not understanding what Buffy was talking about.
“Long story,” Willow rolled her eyes. “I’ll tell you on the way out.” She lovingly squeezed her hand and smiled. She even snuck in a kiss behind Buffy’s retreating figure.
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TBC....
"She has magic fingers." Then, as though the words had just echoed back to her and sounded not at all right, she perked up and glanced around at the others. "On the keyboard." Tara, The Wisdom Of War...
at: 7/24/02 9:44:10 pm
, I could just picture Tara's horrified reaction to what Buffy might be actually smelling (ie Tara's arousal)! Can't wait for the next part!
Can't wait for visitors day.
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I know... it took me forever to read part 1, I sorry. You can pick on my if you want.