Hi kitties
I know I've been a bad kitten and I am truly very sorry for making you wait so long. But, I have returned, bearing smut
that earns instant forgiveness right?
I would just like to say a special thank you to probably my number 1 fan
Emms: You’ve been such a good, patient kitten & your sweet words & unwavering support motivated me to finally get this update finished.
& I must say that you describing me as
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one of the best Willow/Tara-verse authors of our time...
was just... wow!
Thank you so much sweetie
And now, on with some early morning witchy lovin'.......
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In a light, just-before-waking stage of sleep she was acutely aware of something, or someone, tickling her left ear. She mumbled something unintelligible and absently swatted at the disturbance. The tickle culprit let out a soft giggle before deftly resuming its gentle attack on the ear. Another mumble, this time accompanied by an adorable frown and another swat at the assailant. Once the tickler was dealt with, she shifted to lie flat on her back and smiled; satisfied that she’d managed to escape the tickler.
A moment later light, warm air whispered across her lips before the briefest, softest contact was made, causing a low, involuntary moan. Her crystal blue eyes fluttered slowly open and a lazy smile spread sleepily across her face as she focused on her soul-mates adoringly smiling face.
“Morning baby.” Willow whispered gently, pressing her lips against Tara’s again.
“Mmm, good morning beautiful.” Tara yawned softly. “Hey, were you tickling me earlier?”
“I was trying to wake you up.” Willow admitted sheepishly.
“And why was that love?”
“I wanted to see your beautiful sparkling eyes.”
“Uh-huh, and…?” The blonde knew there was more to Willow’s reasoning.
“And, I uhm, I wanted to make love with you before we have to get up.”
“You’re adorable.”
“And you’re irresistible, and gorgeous, and very, very sexy.” Willow kissed Tara once more, this time deeper, longer, more passionately.
Her tongue ventured out and nudged against Tara’s lips, requesting entry to the blonde’s warm, soft mouth. Velvety, sweet lips parted slightly and as Willow’s tongue slid between them it was immediately captured between Tara’s teeth. The blonde sucked fervently on her love’s tongue, eliciting a deep, throaty moan. Threading her fingers through soft, red tresses she gently massaged Willow’s scalp as she pulled her lover deeper into the kiss.
Willow pressed the full length of her body half on top of Tara’s, her left leg hooked lightly around her sweetheart’s right thigh, her hands gently caressing Tara’s neck, shoulders, down to the lace-trimmed, plunged neckline of her thin, lilac silk chemise. She traced her fingers around and over Tara’s full breasts; causing the sweetest friction between the soft silk and the blonde’s delicate skin.
Tara released Willow’s tongue as she gasped at the sensation of her pebbled nipples being squeezed lightly. She arched into Willow’s touch, seeking to fill the redhead’s palms with her voluptuous orbs. Willow was more than happy to grant Tara’s unspoken request; she spread her hands out to cover Tara’s breasts completely and began kneading them eagerly.
Tara’s warm mouth made its way to Willow’s right ear and she slowly, lightly licked around the outside from top to bottom before flicking the lobe with the tip of her tongue. She repeated this process once, twice more, then took the lobe between her teeth and sucked on it gently as Willow trembled and moaned above her. She bit down softly and played with the fleshy lobe with her tongue before releasing it with a slight tug. Willow groaned; missing the blonde’s mouth on her ear; then gasped as Tara’s lips made contact with her other ear; her tongue dancing around the inside of it, her teeth nibbling lightly on the small nub.
When Willow moved to straddle her thigh completely and began rocking gently against her, Tara released the captured ear and moved her mouth down to the redhead’s neck, alternately licking, sucking and biting the pulse point. Tara’s hands moved from where they had been resting on Willow’s hips; quickly finding their way under thin cotton pyjama shorts to squeeze her girl’s firm ass.
Willow raised herself off Tara’s thigh allowing the pale pink shorts to be pushed away from her ass, down her legs then finally on to the floor.
“Need to, see you, feel you… skin on skin baby.” Willow explained breathlessly as she raised the silk chemise up Tara’s body, slowly revealing inch after glorious inch of smooth alabaster skin. A trail of warm kisses followed the progression of the garment until a wet, warm tongue made contact with a hard, stiff nipple.
“Mmmmmmnnnnnn.” Tara whimpered huskily, her hands in Willow’s hair, holding her in place as she sucked keenly on Tara’s nipple.
Her fingers traced a lazy pattern down Tara’s stomach searching lower and lower until they stroked through soft, wet curls.
“Oh Tara. So wet baby.” She moaned pulling away from Tara’s breast to gaze into deep, lust filled blue eyes.
“All for you.” Tara assured her needlessly.
She leaned down to capture Tara’s lips in a searing, hungry kiss as she ran her middle finger along her lover’s swollen labia, briefly making contact with her clit before repeating the motion again.
Willow’s pyjama top was pulled over her head and discarded on the floor, Tara’s hands immediately reaching out to squeeze and massage pert breasts, her palms rubbing against dusky, erect nipples. Willow groaned and pressed herself down hard against Tara’s thigh, rocking steadily back and forth.
Moving to a sitting position Tara bent her knee slightly, pressing herself further into Willow’s centre. Willow wrapped her free hand around Tara’s back and kissed the blonde as she slowly slid two fingers into her lover’s molten core; curling them forwards towards the blonde’s sweet spot.
Tara rolled her hips forward, taking her love’s fingers deeper inside. A deep, long sigh of pleasure was absorbed into the deep, hungry kiss. Tongues duelled passionately as the two women moved against each other at a pace set to the rhythm of their matching heart-beats. They became as one, their bodies pressed tightly together; skin rubbing against skin; breasts crushed against breasts; not even space for air to pass between them.
Grasping Willow’s hip tightly with her left hand, Tara’s right hand stroked along a wet, sticky thigh towards her girl’s clit. She pressed the end of her middle finger against the throbbing nub and began rubbing it in a hard circular motion.
“Oooohhhh god!” Willow whimpered into the deepening kiss. She slid a third finger into her goddess and began moved harder and faster inside her.
Tara’s head rolled back, a deep growl vibrating from the pit of her stomach, up through her upper body and escaping from low in her throat.
Sensing her lover’s approaching climax Willow pressed the ball of her hand against Tara’s achingly swollen clit and sucked ardently at the pulse point of the blonde’s neck.
Within seconds Tara’s body began trembling uncontrollably as she exploded into Willow’s palm. A long, rasping cry of her love’s name resonated from the depth of her soul and echoed around the room.
Tara’s orgasm shook through her entire body and into Willow’s, the vibrations of Tara’s climax heightening the redhead’s every sensation until she too spiralled into the sweet abyss of inconceivable bliss.
Their limp bodies crashed, spent and satiated, to the bed, arms barely strong enough to hold each other as tightly as they were.
The contented silence was broken as a sound, which could only be described as a satisfied purr, softly filled the room.
“Did you just purr?” Tara giggled softly, breathlessly.
“Well, can you blame me? That was, was…”
“Purr-fect?” The blonde suggested, rolling the ‘r’ sensually.
“Definitely perfect.” The redhead chuckled, placing a lingering kiss against Tara’s lips.
Settling back down to Tara-snuggles Willow glanced up to the clock and strained her ears to see if she could assess what the twins were doing.
As it turned out, she didn’t have to strain her ears too much, because at that moment a loud crash sounded from downstairs. Tara stiffened in Willow’s arms and the redhead hugged the blonde closer, softly but reassuringly.
“Don’t worry, they’ll be making breakfast. You have no idea how many dishes those two have broken.” The redhead explained soothingly as she pulled on her shorts and an over-sized t-shirt.
“B-broken? You mean with, sharp little bits that cut little feet?” Tara’s worry increased at this thought and she almost tore her chemise in the rush to pull it over her head
“What? Oh, no baby, no cut feet. For starters, they both wear slippers, and also, I learned a while ago the benefits of shatter-proof dishes.” Willow gently took Tara’s hand in her own, stroking her knuckles calmingly as they left the bedroom and headed to the kitchen.
“What happened?” Willow and Tara both called out as they hurried down the stairs.
They stopped just inside the kitchen doorway and took in the scene. Three neat pieces of what had been a white and blue striped breakfast bowl lay on the floor and two apologetic little girls glanced sheepishly up at their parents.
“We were making you breakfast in bed…” Julia began, nibbling on her lower lip.
“…and we knocked one of the bowls onto the floor.” Lydie finished for her sister.
“Are you both okay?” Tara asked, rushing to the youngsters and searching for any hint of a scratch.
“We’re okay; we didn’t go near the broken bits.” Lydia set the blonde's worried mind to rest with a reassuring smile.
Tara showered the little girls with hugs and kisses while Willow cleared the broken bowl into the garbage.
“Hey, can I get in on the love-y stuff?” Willow requested softly.
Julia and Lydia launched themselves at their mommy, who caught her babies in her arms and lifted them both off the floor, one on each hip.
Tara looked up from where she was crouched on the floor and her heart smiled at the sight. She stood slowly and moved to wrap her arms lovingly around her family. Lydia wrapped her arms lightly around Tara’s neck and shifted herself onto the blonde’s hip.
They stood for a contented moment, with one twin each, in a perfect group hug, until the sound of the phone rang through the house.
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Don't you just hate it when the phone rings in the middle of a group hug?
The next update is practically completed in my head so it shouldn't take too long (hopefully)
Hugs
Jeanne
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Tara: “Let me guess – you want me to lie on your lap while you feed me grapes, but my sweet, shy, precious, honey you’ve been too shy to ask – yes?” - GROWW by WannaFriendsBe
pretty please??? With sugar and other various forms of candy goodnesses on top?? (candy Goodnesses? 
) is that even a word?... oh well... by the way... Willow Telling the girls to close their eyes was soooo funny... I was like... 
on the floor... well.. not literally...but you get my point. Oh and no... Bobs not back... he just had to pick up his stinkin' potted plant from my place and then he was getting the heck out!! 
Or maybe Willow wants to go to bed with Tara but the bed is already full with Tara and the twins or something like that.
& I missed you & Smutty 
too. 
Sounds good to me 
now that's cute! 
& hopefully you won't have to wait too long for the next part.
Im not asking for an epic (though I wouldn't complain if you saw fit to grant us one) I just need a little somethin' somethin'.... okay...now that I've rambled..I need to go to work.... 
more very soon?
and a 
to that... hot, yet tender and loving...
lol 
