Disclaimer: I don't own them, but after this update I bet they'll wish I did
Rating: Definitely NC-17...maybe even NC-21
Summary: Willow follows through on a promise
Notes: I know it's been a long time coming (no pun intended) but I think you'll find it was worth the wait. If you thought the last installment was
, you might want to put a hotpad under your monitor before you read this one...I take no responsibility for any computers and or readers who burst into flames while reading this
I guess it's only fair to warn you, enjoy the witchy loving while you can...next chapter the angst begins...I know I've said that before, but this time I mean it
A Woman in Uniform: Chapter 8d (no more parts...9 is next)**********************************************
"Please baby, I just need a minute to catch my breath," Tara groaned, rolling onto her side, "Cuz you done wore me out, woman...not that I'm complaining mind you."
"Anything you say, beautiful," Willow whispered, spooning her sweetie and draping an arm over her waist. Fingernails gently tracing patterns on the blonde's tummy, she nibbled at her graceful neck.
"Mmmmmm...feel free to keep doing that."
"No problem whatsoever, darlin" the redhead purred, snuggling in closer, so that Tara's smooth flesh was kissing her own along the full length of their bodies.
I could definitely get used to this...oh yeah...mmmmmm...OH!
The blue-eyed beauty had taken hold of Willow's busy hand, moving it to her voluptuous breast. Then she began wriggling back into her, teasing at the redhead's center with her firm ass.
"Ooooooo...somebody's awake."
Tara giggled naughtily, trying to turn in her arms.
"No, baby," Willow protested, holding her still, "Let me."
The blonde started squirming again, resisting the confinement of her lover's embrace, endeavoring mightily to flip the smaller woman onto her back.
"Please, my love," Willow pleaded softly, nibbling at her shell-like ear. Then she felt the supple body grow still in her arms. "Thank you for trusting me, baby" she purred seductively, "I promise you won't regret it."
With the same light touch she'd been using on her tummy, the redhead trailed her fingers along the breast in her hand and then all the way down to Tara's knee, grinning at the duckbumps that followed her path. At an achingly leisurely pace, she ran her fingernails up the back of one thigh and then down the other. When she could reach no further, she nudged her lover's legs apart and repeated the sweet torture on her inner thighs, kissing and nibbling the blonde's neck and ear all the while. Just as Tara was on the verge of being relaxed into slumberland, she felt Willow stroking her golden curls, so lightly that she wondered if she might only be imagining it. Then a shiver of reality shot up her spine as the redhead, with infinite slowness and gentleness, entered her with two fingers. Tara sighed audibly with the joy of completion.
"Oh God, baby...you're sooo wet," Willow moaned.
"Mmmmm...I'm in bed with Officer Rosenberg, how else would I be?" she teased, squeezing the digits inside her and looking back over her shoulder in search of a kiss.
Willow groaned lustily as her lips parted from Tara's, "Not exactly large with the Sahara Desert action myself."
"Willow, honey?"
"Yes, my love?"
"Take me..."
"Well...a promise is a promise," she chuckled, wiggling her fingers for emphasis.
Tara raised her knee, opening herself more to the redhead, rolling a little onto her stomach, the weight of her lover on her back not lessening a bit as she moved with her. She reached back, running her hand all over Willow's small ass, as the other woman began moving inside her.
Soon the blonde was gasping and moaning quite loudly, as her lover was being very firm and strong with her.
"Oh God, Willoooow," she cried out, with no small degree of effort, grabbing onto the side of the bed for leverage, pushing back against the pistoning hand with gusto. "Oh...yes...ooo...I...unnngh...need...oh God...mooore..."
The redhead slipped another finger inside the blonde's firey core, putting her whole body into the motion of her thrusting, at the same time biting and kissing all over the moaning beauty's muscular back.
"Mmmm...Tara...you are sooo beautiful," she groaned, adding a fourth finger, since her lover was so wet that only three made for very little in the way of friction, "God, I love your body...the feel of you under me...so hot baby...so hot...oh yes..."
Tara cried out in pleasure, grinding against Willow like some desperate animal, shivering at the sensation of her lover's thumb running up between her cheeks with every thrust, her wetness running copiously down the redhead's wrist. Nearly panting, she turned her head, searching out her beloved and capturing Willow's soft lips, kissed her with consuming passion, thrusting her tongue into the welcoming warmth and sucking its twin with the same rhythm the redhead was using inside her. She swallowed her lover's moans, feeding her own back to her.
Breathless, Tara pulled away from the soft lips. "Oh, baby...you are so...oh God...so close, baby...so close...I need you...all of you...Take me. My Willow."
Realizing what her lover was asking of her, the redhead kissed her gently, stilling her fingers inside her for a moment, which drew a frustrated groan from the blonde, "Are you sure, baby?" Willow had never done this before and it scared her a little.
"Oh...yes...please baby...make me yours..." she moaned desperately.
Kissing Tara slowly and deeply, the redhead tucked her thumb and slid fully inside her lover. The blonde screamed into her mouth, involuntarily arching away from her, her voluptuous body glistening in the moonlight that streamed through the skylight. Willow pulled away from her lips, giving her room to breathe. "Are you OK, baby?" she asked, concern filling her countenance, placing small, gentle kisses all over the blue-eyed beauty's face.
"Oh yes..." Tara gasped, clenching around Willow's fist, "Just...give me...a second...to...adjust..." she breathed, kissing the redhead softly, "I...love...you...Willow...Rosen...ah...berg..."
"I love you too, baby," she whispered, caressing Tara's sweaty brow with her free hand, raising her eyebrows questioningly as she gazed into sapphire eyes.
The blonde nodded, followed by a sharp intake of breath as Willow began moving inside her again, knuckles raking against her sweet spot. From then on Tara lost the ability to make any sound other than those in the moaning and screaming family. Her redhead was so deep inside her that she felt she might grab hold of her heart. Talk about redundant.
Then she felt Willow's lips on her neck, sucking hard on her pulse point, at the same time, stretching out her fingers to stroke her cervix. Wailing her lover's name, Tara exploded, her world turning to stars. She came harder than she ever had in her life, filling Willow's palm with her wetness, grateful for her lover's strong arms cradling her boneless body. She squeezed the redhead's hand, holding it inside her, riding out the aftershocks in her loving embrace.
"Oh, baby," Willow whispered in her ear, "You're incredible...I love you so much."
If Tara had possessed the energy to speak, she would have said the same. Leaning in to kiss her, Willow noticed tears in the bottomless sapphire eyes. A little panicked, she pulled out of her lover, who gasped at the sudden void.
"Oh God, Tara..." she wrappped her arms around the fragile beauty, turning her so that she was nuzzled into her side, her head pillowed on the redhead's chest. "Did I hurt you, baby? Oh God...I'm so sorry...it was just so...and I got so...I didn't mean to...I would never...you know that, right? Tara?"
The blonde raised a finger to the smaller woman's lips, trying hard to find her voice, despite the apparent loss of her lungs, "Shhh darling...it's not that...you were wonderful...demanding yet gentle...that's a very special thing...it's just a little..."
"Overwhelming?"
Tara nodded, "It's hard...for me to...feel so...vulnerable," she practically swallowed the last word, hiding behind her sweat soaked hair.
Willow held her a little more tightly then, "I've got you, baby...I'm right here...I'll keep you safe," she promised, putting her hand under Tara's chin, raising her lips up to kiss them lovingly.
"I know, darling," she sighed contentedly and smiled.
"I love you, Tara," she kissed her forehead, running her fingers through sodden hair, "Thank you so much."
The blonde glanced at her sideways. "What are you... thanking... me... for?" she teased, "I'm the one who...just had...the most incredible...orgasm...of my life." She took a little nip at the breast she was resting on.
"Oooh, " Willow squeaked, "Hey...not that I mind what you're doing, sweetie...but...I want to say this."
Tara looked up at her, gazing into the emerald eyes, which she had just noticed, became several shades darker with arousal. The redhead smiled, caressing her cheek with the back of her hand. "Thank you for giving yourself to me like that...for trusting me that much...you're amazing."
"I'm amazing?" the blonde teased.
"God, I love you," the redhead beamed.
"Oh Willow...me too...so much...forget the falling thing I said before...I'm right there with you...I'm yours, baby."
"Really?" the redhead asked like a little kid with a new toy.
Tara laughed, "Yes...really, you goof...with all my heart," she said drowsily.
"Does that mean you're staying in Sunnydale?" Met with a befuddled stare, Willow regretted the words as soon as they passed her lips. "I'm sorry, forget I said that," she whimpered, hiding behind her hand.
"It's OK, Baby...really," Tara pulled the hand away, kissing her softly, "But let's talk about that another time," she yawned, "Right now, I really need to sleep."
Willow pulled her a little closer, tugging a blanket over them. "You go right ahead, baby...you've earned it," she kissed her lovingly, worshipfully, "Goodnight, my Tara...I love you."
"Mmmm...I love you too, Wi..." before she could even finish the word, Tara drifted off into dreamland.
The redhead tried very hard to keep still, not wanting to awaken her exhausted lover, but on the inside she was doing the mother of all snoopy dances.
TBC
the line for the cold shower forms to the right 
- umgaynow
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you all didn't happen to do a buncha drugs did ya?
by WickedReds » Tue Sep 07, 2004 12:22 pm 
on this line:
I suppose in time they'll both become accustomed to what they're feeling and be able to open up much more easily to each other. But at the same time, I'm sure Willow will agree with me in hoping that bold Tara never goes too long without making an appearance 
Tara must have been really freaked out or it must have been something important for her to leave like that. She loves her singing, plus as far as she knew, Willow was still coming over, so i'm all with the confused. Nice little twist though, could Tara be the murderer?? nah........right? 
