TITLE: HOT CHOCOLATE
AUTHOR: NIKA
RATING: NC-17 REALLY NC-17!
Disclaimers: I don’t own them Joss and co do. >lucky bastards.< No spoilers. Just the girls getting down.
Hi I’ve been revising some of my old stuff and came upon this bit that was originally a kitten board challenge. I’ve continued it and made it into a smut-fic. No monsters, no deep thoughts, no plot to be honest. Just a bunch of sex, good ol’gay-lovin’ So anyone under age
be warned: you might learn something. Also use of strong language, so if you’re offended by the other word for kitty, this is not the fic for you. All others…I hope you like it.
HOT CHOCOLATE
The blonde Wiccan gestured madly trying to get her point across to Willow who was looking particularly baffled by this acting riddle.
The redhead waved her arms excitedly "Oooh-oooh I know...It's evil Smurfs!"
Tara shook her head no and smiled. Her girlfriend had a good imagination you had to grant her that. She shrugged and tried to think of something else to do, she flapped her arms and pointed to her head, picking up her hair and fashioning it to weird point like swirly things.
Willow stared, her mind racing around a million unlikely possibilities "It's a bird...it's a plane...It's princess Leia on crack?"
Tara had to laugh at that before sighing and shaking her head no yet again.
"Tara baby, I give up, what the heck is it?"
Tara put her arms down dejectedly "Flock of seagulls, of course you silly-willy."
"Flock of seagulls? I thought the category was entertainment not animals"
"They were a band from the 80's...You know the ones with the really funny hair do's or rather don'ts"
Willow gave small smile and raised an eye-brow "Funny hair do's in the 80's really narrows it down babe."
Tara narrowed her eyes at the quip "Smart ass."
"Sassy eggs" Willow answered wagging her eyebrows at Tara.
They both smiled and leaned in for a little kiss. Tara kept her forehead connected to the redhead for a few seconds looking lovingly into her eyes. "Your nose is cold"
"So's yours. It's the rain outside. It's really starting to come down I buckets and not the kiddy on the beach with a pail kind of buckets either. Do you want me to get your sweater?" Willow asked with genuine concern in her voice.
Tara answered by pulling Willow in by the waist. "I have a much better idea for getting warm" she said nipping at the redhead’s neck.
"Mmmhh, I bet you do..." Willow half moaned, pushing herself tighter against Tara’s body.
Tara softly pulled away and smiled coyly. "Not that way. I was thinking...hot chocolate."
Willow pouted, following her girlfriend into the kitchen. "Spoil sport. I still think my idea for getting warm is much -much better."
Tara continued to getting things from the cupboard while answering with her back to Willow.
>which wasn't a bad view at all<
"Oh I don't doubt it. I just thought some chocolate would be nice too. I thought I could make it with these tiny marsh mellows floating around and add an extra swirl of Hershey's syrup just like you like it. But if you don't want any then..." the blonde acted like she was about to put the bottle of syrup back on the shelf.
Willow came up quickly behind Tara and grabbed her hand. "Don't you dare not make that chocolate now Maclay. You just can't build a girl up with all that sweet talk and then leave her hanging. That's just being a bad girl and a tease."
Tara slowly turned to meet Willows gaze, their bodies close together, "But I thought you liked it when I'm bad." She said in a low sexy voice that made Willow instantly warm all over. “and when I tease you…” Tara added batting her eyelashes.
"You're right, I do. So what do bad girls do in the kitchen?" Willow asked in a playful tone.
"Well for starters bad girls are rather messy.” Tara picked up the bottle of syrup and dabbed a finger raking it slowly across the exposed part of her chest, being careful not to stain the low cut top she was wearing. “Ooopsy, see what I did ? It might drip and ruin my brand new top.” She punctuated the sentence by sucking the tip of her finger into her mouth and sending Willow a sultry look.
Willow looked on with her mouth slightly agape, forgetting to breathe for few seconds
transfixed on the sight that was her Goddess smearing chocolate over her own creamy skin. She had to gulp audibly before being able to answer with a hungry glazed over look in her eyes. "Well even bad girls don't deserve that kind of stainy fate, let me help you with that."
Willow dipped her head down and traced her tongue over the smooth sweet skin, thinking that ‘this must be what angels taste like’ if angel's had flavors that is. Tara smelled like vanilla, her skin was smooth like cream and at this moment tasted like chocolate. It was perfection come to life. Tara caressed the firery locks on her lover's head and threw her own head back in pleasure. Willow laid kisses all over the blonde's chest moving up to her collar bone and neck, licking the skin clean of the dark sticky liquid. Tara's knuckles were turning white from clutching the counter for support. Willow needed more, they found each other in a wild kiss and they were so wrapped up in each other that neither heard the back door opening.
The door shut loudly making the girls jump apart " Dawn!!!" they said in unison.
The teenager came in shaking the rain from her clothes "Hey..."
Both Tara and Willow blushed a deep shade of red. Tara spoke first "Dawnie you're all w-wet. What are you doing back? I thought you were sleeping over at Melinda's place."
"I was but her father came home unexpectedly and sort of unexpectedly started fighting with her mom. I so didn't want to relive memories of my parent’s marriage. I thought it would be better if I came home. I was going to call first but lines seem to be down...I'm sorry if I..."
Dawn looked so dejected that Willow stepped in and hugged her "You don't have to explain it's o.k. We were just going to make some hot chocolate, you want some?"
"Yuumm...that's a yes by the way." Dawn said the smile returning to her face.
Both girls smiled mouthing silent I love yous and winking to convey that this wasn't the end of the evening. Oh no, they were just getting started.
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After having their hot chocolate and spending some quality time with Dawn, the two lovers decided it was time to call it a night. Willow was the more eager of the two to ‘get to bed already’ as her mind kept screening triple x previews, featuring a bottle of chocolate syrup and Tara in various stages of undress.
It was no wonder, since Tara was doing a bang–up job of covertly teasing Willow to the limits of her sanity. Every time Dawnie was distracted, Tara would wink, send her lover smoldering ‘I want you now’ looks, let her tongue sneak out just enough to touch her upper or lower lip, she was putting on quite a private show for the redhead. Of course Willow loved every maddening second of it, even if she had lost 6 hands of cards in a row.
Just as dawn was dealing the seventh hand, Tara was using her foot to caress up and down willow’s calves from underneath the table.
That’s when the redhead took in a gasp of air and put her cards down with a slam on the table. “ Well that’s enough playing for me.” She stretched her arms and feigned a huge yawn, sending a knowing look to her lover. “What do you say Tare…bed now?” she asked in an almost pleading tone.
Tara smiled, looking down at her cards. “I don’t know, I’ve got a pretty good hand this time around. I’ll leave it up to Dawn. Dawn, do you want to keep playing.?” Tara had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep her self from laughing at Willow’s facial expressions, they went from hopeful to disappointed to hopeful again as she looked to Dawn for an answer.
Dawn was completely oblivious as to the fate that had been placed in her hands. So as Willow nearly held her breath in anticipation, the teenager took her sweet time in answering. First she ate some chips, then sipped her soda, staring at her cards and looking at her watch weighing if she wanted to play another couple of hands or not. Finally after what seemed centuries ‘well in Willow’s mind anyways’ the teen put her cards face down and said “Nah, you gals go on up to bed. I’ll just watch t.v for a bit.”
>Sweeter words have never been spoken< Willow thought as she dragged her girlfriend up the stairs.
As soon as the door closed Willow assaulted Tara’s mouth with a searing amount of kisses.
In between kisses and bites to the neck Tara spoke in breathless tones. “ Mhhph, some…one …is…eager…I…oh yeah…see.”
“It’s your fault. You big…Tease…” The redhead countered, pulling Tara’s arms above her head. She pressed the blonde against the wall, their bodies meshing into one another. The redhead slowed the pace and began caressing the blonde’s outstretched arms with one hand, while keeping the upper limbs restrained with the other. Willow whispered into Tara’s ear between a bite here and little suck there, “Goddess…you were driving me nuts. I love it when you tease me.”
Tara sighed in pleasure as Willow caressed up and down her torso, sending pleasure waves all over her body. The blonde lowered her eyes in a sexy way and got away from Willow’s grip lightly pushing the redhead by the shoulders so their gazes could meet. “Do you?” she asked slowly.
The redhead’s brain didn’t really process the question, it was hard to form thoughts in such a heated state. “ huh, do I what?” Willow asked, searching again for Tara’s neck without waiting for an answer. Again Tara pushed her lover lightly away from her body so their eyes could connect “Do you like it when I tease you?” The look Tara was sending her was enough for Willow’s senses to go on hyper-drive. She suddenly couldn’t understand why they were still dressed and not getting it on already with the naked goodness, “Yes, yeah sure…” the redhead answered in a hurried voice.
Willow’s impatient tone was not missed by Tara, the blonde didn’t mind it though. As a matter of fact it fit perfectly with her plans for the night. It was time to take charge and turn the tables on the redhead. Tara claimed Willow’s mouth in a wet and hungry kiss, that sent them both reeling, the blonde moved away from their position on the wall and steered them towards the dresser, more specifically towards the white chair that was facing the bed.
She ushered the redhead into a sitting position and straddled her by wrapping her legs around the waist. Willow welcomed the position with a moan as her hands traced a hot path up and down Tara’s back. Tara broke away from the heated kissing session “ Baby…I have a proposition for you…are you game?” she asked slowly using her index finger to trace little circles around Willow’s sensitive nipples. Willow gave a little sigh and squeezed Tara’s buttocks “Do I get to ravage you in the end?” The blonde grinned sexily “Yeesssss…” she purred out. Willow caressed Tara’s skin slipping her hand under the blonde’s blouse “ Then I’m game.” She answered cupping one of Tara’s breasts in the palm of her hand.
Tara’s sexy grin turned into an evil smile as she got up from Willow’s legs and strutted over to the bed. She stood a short distance away from her baffled looking lover.
“Hey where are you going without me?” Willow asked, getting ready to bolt from her chair.
“Don’t move!” Tara commanded in a soft, yet firm tone.
Willow froze and looked quizzically at her lover. The blonde spoke slowly and deliberately “You said you were game, did you not?” Willow shook her head. Tara folded her arms across her chest and glared at Willow in a highly superior manner “Well then…this is the game. You are going to sit there and look at me. You won’t be allowed to touch me or yourself for that matter unless I ask you to, no matter what. Do you think you can play by these rules?”
Willow’s body was warming everywhere, she didn’t know if it was the tone of voice or the demeanor that Tara was adopting. Whatever it was, her lover oozed sexuality and the redhead loved it. Tara could have asked her to do the chicken dance naked and in public, she would have said yes, a million times yes, just for a shot at the final prize: Tara.
Willow gulped down the knot that formed in her throat and smacked her dry lips, nodding her approval. Tara said “Good.” In a low-smoky tone that gave Willow goose bumps.
Tara turned around slowly towards the night stand and flicked on the cd player.
Paula Cole’s smooth voice started permeating the air as the tune Feelin’ Love played Tara began a slow sexy dance for Willow’s eyes only. She swayed slowly to the music, never taking her eyes from Willow’s love-struck gaze. She mouthed out the words from in between her cherry lips, licking them every now and then to tease her lover >you make me feel love-love-love<. She unbuttoned her shirt deliberately from the bottom part first, leaving her chest to exposed last >you make feel like the Amazon’s running in between the thighs<
She turned her back to the redhead looking at her sideways, while swerving and pulling her cargo pants down.>you make me feel love-love-love…< Willow was in a total lust induced trance, her mouth was hanging open and her knuckles were turning white from clutching the edge of her seat. She was trying with all her might not to rush over to her lover and ravage her quickly. The only thing that stopped was the thought that all of delicious torture would actually stopped if she got up from she was. So she remained sitting, enjoying the show.
Tara removed her bra strap by strap and gave Willow an extra treat by tweaking her own nipples until they stood at attention. >you make feel like I wanna be a dumb blonde in a centerfold with the girl next door…< Willow licked her dry lips and let out an inaudible “Oh my God!” as Tara pulled down her panties and flung them playfully in her direction >open the door and tie me up to the bed…< The redhead caught them automatically and clutched them in her hand not knowing what else to do. She thought >o.k is it over can I totally fuck you now?< But Tara wasn’t finished yet, she indicated to Willow that she should stay right where she was.
Willow complied as Tara lay on the bed > Lover I don’t know who I am< The blonde took the remaining surprise of the evening from the night stand, a bottle of chocolate syrup. Willow’s eyes opened impossibly wide as she realized what her girlfriend’s ultimate plan was. A jolt of pleasure shot up her spine and she almost came just from imagining what would happen next. Tara took the bottle and began a slow and deliberate drip all over her body, she used her fingers to trace the same paths: up and down her throat, to and fro her collar bone, down to the valley of her breast, around her nipples, down her torso to the belly button, a new circle, stop and down to her mound, she parted her outer lips looking straight at willow from in between her parted legs, she took some chocolate from her navel and smeared lightly up and her wet pussy.
Willow gasped in as much air as she could. This was too much for her to bear, her lover was completely open to her gaze. The dark sweet liquid mingling in gently with the clear colored Tara honey was intoxicating Willow’s every sense. She could see Tara’s excitement, she could smell it and by God she could almost taste it. Her body felt like it was on fire, her mouth was dry and watering at the same time, her heart felt like it was getting ready to jump from her chest and she was shaking uncontrollably. Tara could see that Willow was losing her inner battle for control and the wetness trickling from between her thighs told her it was time to end the game anyways.
She stroked herself more purposefully and moaned out her lover’s name. “Mmggh Willow…” The redhead shook even harder and managed to get out in a strangled voice. “ Tara please…may I?” “Yeeeesssss….” Tara breathed out. Willow bolted from her chair, shedding her clothing on the way to the bed. She conquered Tara’s mouth and kissed her like they hadn’t kissed in centuries. She needed to taste the blonde, to feed off her until she felt satisfied. There wasn’t a piece of skin that was left unattended. Willow payed homage to some parts more than others. When she got to Tara’s fleshy- creamy breasts, she didn’t relinquish them until they were squeaky clean and then some. She sucked the flesh, twirled her tongue around each nipple, bit here and there until it was Tara’s turn to beg.
Willow extracted her own brand of revenge by taking her time to get to Tara’s center. When she did her licks were slow and tantalizing, giving Tara just a little of she wanted, but not quite what she needed. >Turn about is fair play< The redhead thought evilly as she avoided sucking in Tara’s clit and giving the blonde the orgasm that she now needed so badly. When It was too much for either of them to bear Willow relented and scooted up to meet the blonde for another firey kiss. They were both on the edge and groaned out when their fingers mutually found each other’s pussy and began to rock in and out.
“ Oh Fuuuuck…” They felt each other getting hotter and wetter, they sped up their pace. Sticky fingers thrusting in and out, slick bodies moving against each other “Yeeessss….”
They moaned and breathed heavily, going faster and higher, until finally with a few final pushes they came together, lights exploding behind their lids, bodies being electrified by an indescribable current. Long moments after resting against one another, they opened their eyes and smiled at the sight that was there to greet them.
Tara kissed her lover’s creased forehead. “ Hi there… whatcha thinking?”
Willow propped herself up on one elbow and smiled impishly “ That I will never think of ‘hot chocolate’ in the same way again.”
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at: 7/11/02 10:18:56 am
- so when's the next hot tub party at your place?? 