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Rating goes up Nc-17.
Kids part 17 the Propsal
Willow was awakened by a cooing noise. Willow smiled, Lucy was awake and hungry. She opened her eyes fully, Tara was standing by the window, dressed in a robe. Willow smiled. Today's the day she thought.
Tara inclined her head slightly as she watched Willow get up. She smiled as she took in her lover picking up her daughter. Miss Kitty jumped on to the window. Tara smiled, "Hey Miss Kitty." She stroked the cat's head.
Willow was watching Lucy nurse. She smiled. Hellmouths, demons vampires, she couldn't care. She was just content to watch her daughter nurse. A knock on the door interrupted the quiet.
"Come in." Willow called as watched Lucy finish her snack, dressed in a yellow romper suit, Willow smiled then kissed the baby on the forehead.
Buffy opened the door, "Hey guys." She smiled.
Tara turned around, "Hey Buffy."
Willow smiled in welcome, "Hey." She was rubbing Lucy's back.
Buffy grinned, "I guess I've come to take Lucy to the Summers."
Willow smiled, "Thank for doing this Buff."
Buffy smiled, "It's no trouble. I mean me and Dawn get to spend time with our niece, mom likes taking her to the gallery. I guess by the time she's two she'll probably recognise every artist on the planet."
Willow smiled, "Yeah, but I think it is good to be brought up around culture. I think my first words was 'Dow Jones'." Willow chuckled.
Lucy gurgled.
"Mine was 'Mamma'." Tara smiled.
Buffy smiled, "So are we ready to take her?"
"Yeah." Willow handed Buffy a bag, "It’s got all the stuff she’ll need in there."
"Oof Will, she's only staying a day." Buffy replied.
"Well she does like to look her best." Willow chuckled, "Now you be good for Aunty Buffy." Willow told Lucy brushing a kiss on her forehead.
Lucy kicked her feet and put her fist in her mouth.
Buffy chuckled.
Tara turned around as Willow carried Lucy over to her. "We'll pick you up tonight." Tara pressed a kiss on to Lucy's forehead.
Buffy looked at the two women, aw, brings a lump to my throat. Watching those three.
Willow put Lucy into her carry cot, brushing a final kiss against Lucy's forehead. Buffy picked the carry case up giving the witches a cheery wave left.
Tara stood next to the window.
Willow walked over to her, sliding her arms around Tara's waist. Tara smiled, "Hey Will." She said softly.
Willow kissed Tara's neck, "You ready for your day of pampering?"
Tara smiled, "I think I just want to stay in bed."
Willow laughed, then hugged Tara, "I know how you feel, but I want to see my dad's present."
Ira had given them a house. Much to the disgust of Willow's mother. Ira had simply said that is was part of the Rosenberg's family for generations, and he wanted to watch his daughter and future daughter-in-law have somewhere to raise a child.
Tara smiled, "As long as I don't have to move much, I'm fine."
Willow smiled, "You won't." She smiled, understanding Tara's mood. Lucy had taken a lot out of them. Patrol was a no go. College was harder, but they both knew that they wouldn't change it for the world.
Tara smiled, "I love you." She rested her head on Willow's
"I love you too." Willow stroked Tara's hair then leaned in for a kiss. Kissing her tenderly. I'm going to make you mine today. Willow thought, as she held Tara close. Tara slid her arms around Willow's neck, holding her there.
Willow smiled, then pulled Tara back into bed. Tara giggled, "Vixen."
Willow raised her head, "The one and only." She grinned before lowering her head.
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The drive to their new home was a short one. It was twenty minutes drive from college. It was a huge building. With a porch, it looked like it had been taken out Gone With The Wind.
"What do you think?" Willow asked as they parked in the drive.
"Willow how could your father afford this?" Tara asked a little in awe as she unhooked her seat belt. Her eyes were wide, how could Willow's father afford to give us this place?
Willow blushed, "It's a family house actually."
Tara gently squeezed Willow's hand, "It'll be perfect."
Willow smiled, then she took off her seat belt, making sure the surprise was still in her pocket as she got out of the car. Locking the car up, she took Tara's hand and lead her into the house her father had given them.
Tara's head was spinning. Willow gave her a quick tour around the house ending in the living room. Tara was staring out the front window taking in the view. This place was beautiful.
"Tare?" Willow said softly, OK Rosenberg here's your big chance don't blow it!
"Hmm?" Tara asked. She turned to face her lover.
"I'm going to ask you a question." Willow replied.
"What?" Tara asked.
In response Willow went on bended knee and looked up into Tara's eyes, taking a deep breath, "You are my fountain of strength that never runs dry. You are my shooting star across the midnight sky. You are my everything. My love. My Tara. You are the reason I exist, sometimes I think I was made to love you. You are the reason I open my eyes in the morning. You are the smile that kisses my lips when I go to sleep. You are the Sun that keeps me warm. You are the tinkerbell that guides me through the darkness. If I was ever lost, I would go to you. You are my lover and friend. You hold my heart close, keeping it safe. Holding it a tender embrace. So I beg don't break it, when I say these four words ‘will you marry me?'" Willow slightly fumbled with the ring box, but she opened it and presented it to Tara. In the red velvet folds lay a sliver ring, a huge pear shaped sapphire rested on it with two smaller pear shaped emeralds flanking it.
Tara looked down at the ring as a tear slipped down her cheek, "Yes. Oh goddess, Willow yes."
Willow stood up, gently taking the ring out of its box and sliding it onto Tara's finger.
Tara looked into Willow's eyes, "I love you."
Willow smiled tucking the ring box into her jeans pocket, "I love you too, this is only the first part of the surprise."
Tara smiled, "F-first part?"
Willow took her hand and led her to the bedroom. She gently pushed the door open, a queen sized four poster bed greeted them. Champagne was chilling. Rose petals every where.
"Wow." Tara whispered.
"Is everything OK? Cause I hope it, I wanted it to surprise you." Willow added, "I wanted you to feel comfortable, because we're going to be spending our time here, 'cause it is our house now."
Tara pulled Willow into a fiery kiss. Willow soon forgot about what she going to say. To tell Tara about the fact that the bed had been build especially for them. She just let her senses take over.
Tara began to move them back towards the bed. Keeping her lips firmly locked against Willow's she moved them back until her legs hit the bed and she fell bringing Willow with her. Taking a greedy gulp of air, Willow smiled, "I want you." she whispered softly.
Tara smiled coyly, "Want lil' ole me?"
"Hell yeah." Willow replied diving on to Tara, her mouth hungrily taking possession of Tara's. Tara's half moan was swallowed up, as Willow pressed herself against Tara. The pregnancy had already enhanced Tara's breasts, and the fact that they both produced milk for Lucy meant they had both gone up at least a bra size.
Willow pulled away, "I want to see you."
Tara growled, her eyes going half lidded, "Me too."
Willow smiled, as she stripped off, first came the top, then the jeans, slowly...
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Willow's POV
You watch me. Hungrily. Your shyness forgotten. I finally slide my jeans off, I'm naked except for those silk red panties you gave me. You swallow, then beckon me back to the bed.
You sit up, I get up on to the bed. You reach for me. I let you hold me, your hands gliding over my skin. Pulling me down kissing me. I see the ring glint, I'm hungry my love.
I push you down onto the bed we'll share, you whimper as I pull away. This time I'm doing the strip tease on you. Teasing myself with glimpses of your skin, pressing a kiss, tasting a little, teasing us both.
Finally when you're undressed, I kneel back, resting on my heels. To look at you. My lover, my friend, my Tara. Primal instinct fuels my possessive streak. I lean back down kissing you fiercely.
You hold me, wrapping your arms around me. Tender embraces. Nipples kissing, holding me where I want to be. In your arms. My wife, the mother of my daughter.
I pull away from you, your lips are sore looking, kiss swollen, eyes half lidded and sleepy. I move my head down to your neck, pushing my face against the crook of your neck, my nose inhales the scent of you. I bite you, marking my love. You still hold me tight. Your song of pleasure being the music of this dance.
Now to your breasts. I kiss my way around them. Teasing you. Then biting your right nipple then soothing with tenderness while my hand plays with the other one. Switching sides, I do the same to the left.
When I first made love to you, you were shy. I love you as much I as I do now. You've got to nothing to be scared of Tara. You're beautiful.
I settle on your stomach just resting my head there, as you stroke my hair. Rose petals, champagne all forgotten, all but you and me.
I don't know how long I stayed there before I felt a raw desire.
Moving back up to your face, my hands take yours and place them on my hips, you hold my hips, stroking your hands over the silk I've left on.
My hands move back down, then I smile and start placing little kisses on your cheeks and lips, my left hand moves to hold your hip. My right hand moves to cup your sex, oh baby, you're so fucking wet.
You move and buck your hips. Your fingers slip beneath the soft silk of my panties. I enter you two fingers. You moan. I kiss you swallowing any more moans. As my fingers work inside. Smooth motions in and out. Then I slide my thumb across your cilt. Your eyes fly open, but flutter shut as I continue to kiss you. I want to be tender.
We move. I bring you closer. Your hips move in such away, I can feel everything you do. You tense before wrapping your legs around me, pulling me deeper into you. I pull my lips away from yours, to watch you. Whispering in your ear, "I love you Tara." You whisper back, "I love you Willow." You groan as you came, but I won't let you come down. I keep making love to you. Once twice three times...
As your fourth and final climax rips through you, your fingers tense, then I hear a rip, you've torn my panties off. I smile, as I ease my fingers out. You lie there tired but satisfied. I ease myself up and drop a kiss on your forehead.
Sleep now my love. Sleep Tara, I'll be waiting for you when you wake up. Sleep now my darling sleep.
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A special thank you to Cassie.
~Rachael~
Sorry I missed church, I was busy becoming a lesbian and worshiping Satan
Bardlet no #27