by Finey_McFine » Sun Apr 17, 2011 8:41 pm
TITLE: Racing The Rain
AUTHOR: Finey_McFine
RATING: NC17
DISCLAIMER: Willow, Tara and any other BtVS characters, as well as some random dialog, belong to Mutant Enemy.
SUMMARY: Totally AU, Willow and Tara Meet with not so surprising results! Set in LA with lots of W/T fluff and a little teeny tiny bit of angst, but no Hellmouthyness. Just good old regular day-to-day drama.
FEEDBACK: OK; Any glaring issues…please send me a PM!
AUTHOR’S NOTE: Happy Sunday Kittens! I’ve had a super duper busy week and just finished this chapter today. So, it hasn’t been proofed for spelling, grammar, etc. If you see something that needs fixing, please send me a PM and let me know. Have a great evening!
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Chapter 29: Promises, Promises
Willow couldn’t sleep. She’d been lying awake, snuggled next to Tara for the better part of an hour and usually that was enough to lull her into an extremely peaceful slumber, but not today. Her active mind was in overdrive and she needed to be up and moving. Unfortunately, Tara was sleeping soundly, lying on her stomach with her right arm sprawled across Willow’s chest; effectively pinning her to the bed. The last thing Willow wanted to do was wake her at such an early hour, especially on a Sunday morning. So, she gradually slid out from under Tara, an inch at a time and off the side of the bed. She threw on a pair of Tara’s sweats and a t-shirt, grabbed her cell and tip toed out of the bedroom.
It wasn’t long before Tara awoke alone in the king size bed and a bit confused by the empty spot that her girlfriend should have been occupying. She sat up, letting the red satin sheet gently slip from the top half of her naked body and fall in a heap around her waist; yawning and stretching she called to Willow, but did not receive an answer. Tara pouted, as this was not something that normally happened when they slept together. Their morning snuggle time was usually a cherished event. She dragged herself out of bed, pulled on her robe and went in search of Willow.
It wasn’t long before she found her love in the backyard…cleaning the pool. Tara hovered in the doorway, just watching. Willow had pulled her sweats up to her knees, tied up the shirt in the back and rolled up her sleeves. Tara could see the muscles flexing in Willow’s toned arms as she pushed the long pole of the vacuum back and forth across the bottom of the pool. The sunlight sparkling and shimmering as it danced across the water’s surface. Tara yawned again and decided to find out what possessed Willow to get up at the crack of dawn to clean her pool.
“Will?” Tara called out as she slowly walked across the patio.
“Oh, hey baby,” Willow replied, standing on the edge of the pool still vacuuming, “Did I wake you?”
“No, not exactly. Well, you not being in bed is what woke me. Sweetie, what are you doing?”
Willow shrugged, “Um, cleaning the pool?”
“I can see that, but why?”
“It was dirty?”
“OK, first of all, you’re answering all of my questions with a question, second, I have someone that cleans the pool and third, it’s like 8am on a Sunday morning…our Sunday morning,” Tara moved closer and slid her arms around Willows waist, “The only thing you should be doing is snuggling with me in bed.” Tara slid her hands under the knotted t-shirt, feeling the smooth skin on the small of Willow’s back as she glided her lips across Willow’s.
Willow dropped the pole and wrapped her arms around Tara, weaving her hands through the fine hair at the nape of Tara’s neck. She leaned forward and kissed Tara deeply. Then pulled her into a tight embrace; laying her head on Tara’s shoulder and sighing deeply.
“What’s bothering you Will?”
Willow mumbled incoherently into Tara’s shoulder and squeezed the blonde tighter.
Tara pulled back and locked eyes with Willow, smoothing some hair behind her ear, “Talk to me Sweetie.”
“Well, first, you should know that when I’m upset or worried about something I tend to clean or obsessively organize things. I need to be moving, I tend to think better and since your house is immaculate, this was the only thing I could find to do. Although, when I’m done here I was planning on weeding out that garden over there and by the way, your chemicals are out of balance. There’s way too much chlorine in here. See, this was always my job at home, I was pool cleaning gal, so I know a thing or two about pools and the importance balancing the chemicals and…what?”
Tara was still gently caressing Willow’s lower back and smiling softly, “I was just wondering if you were going to get to the point of this babble anytime soon.”
“Oh, sorry.” Willow pulled away from Tara and sat down in a patio chair, leaning her elbows on her knees and cradling her head in her hands.
Tara followed her love, pulling up a chair and sitting close to her; their knees lightly touching. She placed both hands on Willow’s arms and rubbed them softly, silently letting Willow know that she was there and ready to listen.
“Tara, I feel like I backed myself into a corner.”
“What do you mean?”
“With my Mom, I-I should have told her sooner or at least I should have been more honest with her. It’s just that, she makes me so damn mad and now it’s gonna look like I’m taking advantage of your fame and throwing it in her face like, ‘Ha! Look who I’m dating!’ and I never intended for that to happen. This plan was just…stupid. I should have thought it through more and looked at all the possible consequences. Plus, now it’s worse because of stupid Grayson.”
Tara looked puzzled, “Grayson?”
“Yeah, I guess he’s seeing some sort of ‘local celebrity’ and bringing her to dinner. A beauty queen or something…I don’t really know. It’s extremely hard to keep up with the multitude of women he dates. He’s a man whore and it doesn’t seem to matter, oh but there’s a different set of rules for me,” Willow’s proclaimed sarcastically, “Anyway, she’ll just think I was trying to one up him or something and she already said, ‘she’s just lovely’ blah, blah, blah.”
Tara had never seen this side of Willow and she wasn’t sure if Willow was angry or jealous or a little of both. At this point, she was just trying to keep up and work through Willow’s rant, but she was an only child and had no knowledge or experience dealing with sibling rivalry. Unfortunately, she did have experience dealing with a controlling mother.
“Willow, slow down Honey, because I’m just not sure what you’re getting at.”
“Sorry, sorry…sorry.” Willow’s voice drifted and at this point, she wasn’t even sure what she was getting at.
“No apologies, you have nothing to be sorry for. I’ve just never had brothers or sisters and I’m not sure why whomever they are dating is going to interfere with my going home with you? Sorry, I’m confused.” Tara finally admitted.
Willow laughed lightly, “Now who’s apologizing?” Tara smiled back and kissed Willow’s forehead, “Tare, my irritation with my mother unconditionally accepting anyone they bring home, has me nefariously wanting to capitalize on your fame.”
“Oh,” Tara replied nervously, “Got it.” She slid her hands off of Willow and sat back a little.
Willow leaned forward and grasped Tara’s hands, not letting her get very far, “Tara, this is not what I intended and I don’t want you to think-”
Tara cut Willow off before she had a chance to elaborate, “I know, but It doesn’t matter what I think and it doesn’t matter what you intended, it’s about how your family is going to perceive your actions.”
Willow sat quietly listening as Tara continued, “I love you Willow, but you can’t use me to get back at your mother because she pissed you off.”
Willow smiled softly, raising her head and locking eyes with Tara, “I know,” she whispered, “How’d you get so perceptive anyway?”
“Oh I don’t know, maybe hanging around some super hot college girl.” Tara replied, cupping Willow’s cheek.
Willow leaned into the touch and smiled softly, “Who is she? I may have to kick her ass.” Willow sat for a moment just staring into the beautiful half lidded blue eyes before her, until she finally leaned in and captured Tara’s lips in a long sensual kiss. “I love you too.”
Willow sat up, reaching across the patio table she grabbed her cell and started to scroll through her contacts.
Tara cocked her head and looked at Willow quizzically, “Who are you calling?”
“My Dad.”
Tara smiled sweetly and kissed Willow again as she rose from her chair, “I’ll give you some privacy.”
“Thanks, love you Tare.”
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For the next 30 minutes Willow walked and talked, pacing back and forth by the pool, out into the garden and around the patio. There was so much pacing that even Ralphie had given up trying to keep up with the redhead. He’d finally succumbed to exhaustion and laid down in the shade of a large oak tree. Tara had also given up watching Willow through the kitchen window and went to take a shower. When Willow finally hung up with her Dad, she dismantled the pool vac and put it away. She whistled to Ralphie and they quickly made their way into the house.
Willow found Tara in the bedroom sitting on the sofa reading a book. Willow hovered near the bed, Tara had not heard her enter and Willow took the brief moment to admire the woman she loved so much. Tara was sitting with her feet up on the sofa, her hair was wound up in a towel and her blue silky robe clung in all the right places. Tara’s delicate features were backlit by the soft light cascading through in the window behind her; a golden incandescent glow emanated around her. She looks like an angel…my angel.
Willow’s sigh alerted Tara to her presence and the love sick redhead was snapped from her reverie, “Hey, how was the call?”
“Um, it was fine.” Willow replied.
“Over 30 minutes of just fine, huh?” Tara quirked an eyebrow, as she lay the book in her lap, patting a spot on the sofa next to her.
Willow descended into the proffered spot and snuggled into Tara’s chest as she wrapped an arm around Willow’s shoulders. Willow fumbled with the robe’s tie as she rested a hand on Tara’s stomach. “So, I told my Dad.”
“Was he upset?”
“Huh? Oh, no. He was definitely surprised and excited to meet you, a-and not just because you’re you, but because you’re…well, you.”
Tara chuckled at the adorable way Willow had with words and the fact that she totally understood her, “But?”
“How’d you know there was a ‘but?’” Willow replied as she glanced up at Tara. “Ok, there’s a but. He won’t tell her, he’s making me call and explain it myself.”
“So, that entire time on the phone was you shamelessly begging your Dad to relay the message to your Mom?”
Willow smirked and shrugged her shoulders, “Yes?” She squeaked.
“Awww, my poor baby has to actually tell her mother that she’s dating an incredibly gorgeous movie star!” Tara giggled.
Willow popped up and swung a leg over the giggling blonde and pinning her to the sofa, “Once again, I say…smart ass.”
“Well, it’s better than be-” before she could finish, Tara was cut off by Willow’s phone vibrating in her pocket. “So, is that your phone or are you just happy to see me?”
“Both.” Willow replied as she leaned in as captured Tara’s lips in a voracious kiss.
“Wow, what’s gotten in to you?” Tara asked.
Willow smirked, “Nothing…yet.”
Unfortunately her phone began to vibrate yet again, breaking the mood. Willow dropped her head on Tara’s shoulder and whined, “What now?”
“Will, just answer it Sweetie.”
Willow pulled the offending phone out of her pocket and scrunched her face.
“Your Mom?”
“No, Hunter. I bet my Dad called him,” The redhead finally answered, “Hello?”
Tara began teasing Willow as she talked with her brother, walking her fingers up her girlfriend’s thigh, only to have them playfully swatted away.
“Uh huh…stop it! Oh, not you Hunt. The uh, dog is bugging me. Yeah, I’m at Tara’s. Uh huh, uh huh…WHAT!?” Willow exclaimed and suddenly jumped up.
“What’s going on?” Tara whispered.
“Baby, can you grab your laptop?” Willow asked sweetly cupping the receiver as she was met with a quick nod from Tara.
She returned a minute later with her laptop, handing it to Willow on the sofa and watching as the redhead cradled the phone on her shoulder and furiously typed on the keyboard.
“Ok Hunt, yeah, uh huh. Ok I see it. I’ll call you back later, ok? I know…thanks, bye.”
“Willow, what’s going on?” Tara asked as she sat down next to Willow so she could see the computer screen. “Oh boy.”
“I mean, it’s not too bad…right?” Willow questioned and pointed to the headline, ‘Tara Maclay and Friend OUT on The Town.’ “I mean, no innuendo there.”
Under the headline was an image of Willow and Tara entering the restaurant. That wasn’t the issue, inset in the lower corner of that picture was a smaller image of Tara leaving the florist with a bouquet of yellow roses and the quote, ‘They’re for a friend.’
“Damn! How the hell was I supposed to know they’d be lurking at the florist shop? Well, I guess ‘operation be seen and photographed’ was a success,” Tara stated dryly, “Let the fun begin. I guess you should probably call your Mom before she finds out the hard way.”
Willow snorted, “Tare, I don’t think my Mom reads Perez Hilton’s blog.”
“Maybe not, but it may show up in Us Weekly or People? Plus if Hunter saw it…”
“Maybe, but as long as it’s not printed on the cover and sitting in the grocery check out in the next couple hours, I think we’re safe until after I take a shower. Hunter only saw it because he set up a Google alert and he already checked all the mainstream sites and didn’t see anything yet, it’s just on a few blogs. He also said that Perez was the only one with a smart ass headline.”
Tara nodded, knowing that this was only the beginning, “Go take your shower and I’ll make you something to eat. We’ll check back later to see if anything else has shown up.” She kissed Willow lightly and playfully swatted the redhead’s behind as she rose from the sofa.
“Promises, promises,” The redhead mumbled as she sauntered away, removing her clothes as she walked. Leaving Tara to openly gawk at her now naked girlfriend.
Tara hopped off the couch and hastily discarded her towel on the floor. She walked quickly to the kitchen, grabbed a couple items from the fridge and headed back to the bedroom. She deposited the items on the bed; sitting down next to them as she grabbed a brush off the nightstand and brushed out her damp slightly tangled hair.
She heard the water turn off and knew it was time to put her plan into action. Tara laid across the bed, facing the bathroom door and picked up the can of whipped cream. She shook the can and began to squirt the light fluffy cream on to her breasts in a circular motion. “Holy shit that’s cold!” She whispered as her nipples rose to attention underneath the sugary treat. She then applied a generous amount between her thighs, lying on her back, she topped off her creation with fresh strawberries.
Willow finally finished her morning routine and exited the bathroom wearing only the towel that her hair was wrapped in. As soon as she spotted Tara she stopped dead in her tracks.
“Holy…” was the only word that fell from Willow’s gaping mouth.
“Well, I did promise to make you something to eat,” Tara offered, smiling seductively and taking a bite out of a strawberry.
“Ummm, strawberry Tara cake, my favorite,” Willow turned, removing the towel and tossing it back into the bathroom. She wasted no time closing the gap between herself and the tasty treat that awaited her.
Willow crawled on all fours across the bed, looking predatory as she dipped her head and began to run her tongue around the edge of the yummy treat that was Tara’s left breast. With each stroke of her tongue, she lapped up more of the creamy treat as Tara moaned under her. Finally reached the strawberry and picking it up with her teeth, Willow leaning forward and offered half of the sweet treat to the blonde, who gladly accepted; biting off her half and kissing Willow hungrily at the same time.
“Mmmmm Baby, you are full of surprises, aren’t you?” Willow breathed as she trailed soft kisses down Tara’s neck and chest.
“You have no idea.” Tara purred.
Willow quickly found her way to the second berry topped breast and began to devour the topping with wild abandon. As she continued to taste the sweetness of Tara’s right nipple, she caressed the other with the palm of her hand; lightly pinching the already stiffened peak. Tara shuddered and squirmed with pleasure beneath the redhead as she tangled her hands in Willow’s hair; pressing her harder against her chest.
Tara arched her back and moaned loudly, “Oooh God, you feel so good Baby.”
Willow responded with a deep and throaty groan as she felt herself being pulled upwards. Tara crushed their lips together in a passionate kiss. Their tongues dueling in a hopeless battle for superiority as their need increased. They finally pulled apart with an audible pop, as Willow again resumed her journey downward.
“ I still have one more tasty treat to eat,” The redhead mumbled between kisses, “And I do love a snack with a creamy middle.”
“Hmmmm Willow…”
Willow finally reached her destination and began to leisurely lick the whipped topping away, until she could feel the soft downy curls that lie beneath. Tara gradually spread her legs wider as the redhead crawled between them; never breaking contact with Tara’s center. Once she was comfortable, she gripped the inside of her girlfriend’s thighs; kneading the soft flesh and spreading Tara’s legs even wider. Looking up to Tara and locking on the hazy blue eyes she ran her tongue the entire length of her lover’s center.
Tara bucked her hips and gasped loudly at the intimate contact. She reached her arms back over her head and gripped her pillow tightly as Willow continued to tease Tara for several minutes; licking around her throbbing clit, but never touching it directly. Once the redhead lulled Tara into a comfortable rhythm, she flicked Tara’s clit with the tip of her tongue; eliciting a sharp scream from her lover.
Tara’s hands flew to Willow’s head and began to gently rock her hips into Willow. The redhead increased her pace, licking and sucking Tara’s clit unmercifully as the rocking became more and more frenzied.
“Oh Baby, I’m so close. Harder, Baby…harder.” Tara panted causing Willow to groan deeply and press her face tighter into Tara’s hot center.
Tara raised her head, wanting to watch the redhead devour her and then dropped back down to the mattress as she felt two hands slinking up her stomach. Willow pushed her hands upwards until she found Tara’s breasts and began to knead and pinch her nipples. It wasn’t long before Willow felt Tara’s grip on her head tighten and the thrusting of her hips increase their speed. Willow pinched Tara’s nipples harder as she felt Tara’s entire body start to shake and felt a hot gush of liquid coat her tongue. Tara suddenly screamed and arched her body as her orgasm rocketed through her like a freight train. Willow dropped her hands to Tara’s hips and held on tightly as the blonde rode out her climax; Tara’s body twitching and jumping as Willow lightly teased the hardened nub.
“Umm, I love you Baby,” the blonde mumbled as she attempted to catch her breath.
Willow chuckled, “I bet you do now,” as she raised her head from between Tara’s legs.
Tara began to giggle when she saw Willow’s face, “Aww Sweetie, c’mere…you’re a mess.”
Willow crawled up Tara’s body and collapsed beside her. Tara reached over to the nightstand, grabbed a tissue and lovingly cleaned up Willow’s face. “It was dripping off your chin.”
“Well, you were just a tad wet,” The redhead replied with a smirk.
Tara tossed the tissue on the floor and pulled Willow into a deep kiss. “Mmmm, and I bet you’re just a tad wet too.”
“I guess you’ll just have to find out for yourself.”
“Gladly,” Tara growled as she pushed Willow onto her back and straddled her lover.
Tara clasped their hands together and pinned them above Willow’s head as she latched on to her lover’s neck, leaving a purplish blue mark behind. “You’re mine,” she groaned as Willow’s body wiggled beneath her.
“Yes Baby,” Willow panted, “Do what ever you want, I’m all yours.”
Tara sat up smirking and reached for the can of whipped cream, “Oh I will, you can count it.”
Willow smiled and squirmed in anticipation, as her lover vigorously shook the can and held it above her left breast. Tara began to squirt the creamy goodness in a around the rosy nipple as Willow arched her back and groaned. Tara leaned forward and began licking the creamy substance; pulling Willow’s hardened nipple into her mouth and flicking it with her tongue. She then switched sides and repeated her ministrations, nearly driving Willow to the point of exploding.
Willow’s panting increased as she cupped Tara’s head and began to push her downward.
“A little impatient are we?” Tara purred seductively.
“Oh God Baby, I feel like I might burst. Please don’t make me wait any longer.”
“Mmmm, as you wish my love.”
Tara lowered her head and began to plant open-mouthed kisses along Willow’s stomach; inching closer and closer to the throbbing center that awaited her. As she backed her way down the bed, Willow’s legs automatically fell open to welcome the beautiful blonde. Tara could see the insides of her thighs glistening with moisture and she grinned widely as she settled into the welcoming spot.
“Oh Baby, you are so wet.” Tara breathed, slightly blowing on the soaking center before her.
“Mmmhmm, all for you Baby, all for you.”
Tara dipped her head and wasted no time as she began to flick the hardened nub with her tongue. Willow responded immediately by gripping the blonde’s head tightly and rolling her hips in a steady motion. As Tara continued her ferocious attack on Willow’s clit, she gently teased the opening below her chin with two fingers. The more Tara teased, the louder Willow moaned; wordlessly begging for more. The blonde responded by sinking two fingers deep into her girlfriend and eliciting a hardy thrust from the already fully aroused redhead.
Tara had barely started a steady rhythm when she felt Willow’s muscles constrict around her fingers and felt a rush of liquid on her hand. Willow grunted loudly, thrusting her hips forcefully as her climax completely engulfed her entire body. She finally collapsed and struggled to catch her breath as Tara continued to lap up the warm juices.
Tara wiped her chin on the sheet and crawled up to lie next to her withering girlfriend, “Are you ok?”
“Uh huh, just thought I might pass out there for a second.” The redhead mumbled, still a bit out of breath.
“Seriously?”
Willow nodded as she looked deeply into Tara’s eyes, “I love you Tara.”
“I bet you do now,” Tara responded, repeating Willow’s earlier comment and wiping the sweat soaked hair out of Willow’s face.
“I really do, ya know?”
“I do and I love you Will, with everything that I am,” Tara leaned in and kissed Willow deeply, “You know, I think we just might need to shower again, I’m feeling kinda sticky.”
“Me too, come on Baby. I’d be happy to get you wet all over again.”
“Mmmhmm, promises, promises.”
Just hope the fact that Willow's so dressed up and that Tara was snapped buying flowers doesn't cause them too much trouble with the Paps.
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