Well hello everybody. Sorry it took me so long to get back to you, but wanted to say thanks again for reading and all the wonderful feedback. I don't have time to address you all individually today, but please know I still love it, crave it, live for it.
In the spirit of the season, I threw together a little Quickie for you, and wanted to get it posted before Christmas day was over. I hope you enjoy.
TITLE: A Christmas Quickie
AUTHOR: Wimpy
RATING: NC17
SPOILERS: Nope
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them, just visit from time to time.
FEEDBACK: Yes please. It takes me to a happy orgasmic place.
SUMMARY: Set around the dinner scene in The Body. Once again, we were left wondering what happened that we weren't shown.
NOTE: This is a TOTALLY FICTIONAL story. Any similarities to any person/persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Oh yeah, the names were changed to protect the injured...I mean the innocent...yeah.
DEDICATION: This Quickie is dedicated to all kittens who have ever "taken one for the team".
A CHRISTMAS QUICKIE
"Yes, I'm going to barf too."
"Everyone's so sweet."
"How you doin' Will? Are you in the vomit club too?"
"I had too much nog."
"Oh Baby, want me to rub your tummy? She likes it when I ...stop explaining things.
Conversation carried on but Tara's mind wasn't following. It had taken a detour at the mention of Willow's tummy ache. She needed to remedy that.
"Santa always passes me by...something puts him off...could be the big honkin' menorah."
"The reindeer part was nice."
Tara's mind began moving at warp speed, trying to remember the empty rooms of the house.
"Um, I need to go to the uh...you know." She whispered to Willow.
"But you're gonna miss dessert."
Tara leaned in until her lips brushed against the softness of the redhead's ear. "I can think of something sweeter."
Willow gulped and her eyes bugged out as she felt the warm breath on her skin.
Tara excused herself and made her way up the stairs, making sure to sway her hips seductively as she climbed higher.
She opened the door and silently wondered if Willow would understand her message, or even if she would be able to find her. She left the door ajar and glanced at the coats on the bed.
Tara leaned back against the wall behind the door in the darkened room. It wasn't long before the door creaked open slowly and the light from the hallway gently filtered in. In the soft light, she could make out the delicate features and saw the light dance off the flaming red hair.
Willow closed the door and quietly moved into the room looking around for some sign of the blonde.
It wasn't long before she felt strong arms reach around her from behind and encircle her waist.
"How's your tummy now?" Tara whispered as her hands traced a gentle path across her lover's taut abdomen.
"Oh my...starting to feel much better."
Willow melted as she felt the soft hands on her belly and the warm breasts pressed against her back.
"I'm glad." Tara whispered. "I hate it when you hurt...I wanna make it better."
"Oh, you do...always."
Tara's hands slipped under the hem of Willow's sweater and stroked the soft warm flesh.
"Always?" Tara asked as her hands glided up over the silky bra. She smiled as she felt the hardness rise against her fingers and felt Willow's body tremble in her arms.
"Yes...mmm...always...and that's not my tummy you're rubbing."
"You want me to stop?" Tara asked hesitantly as she started to slowly withdraw her hands.
"Never." Willow said as she quickly grabbed Tara's hands and placed them back on her belly.
"It does still hurt a little...right here." She said as she moved Tara's hands over her lower abdomen.
"Here?" Tara whispered in her ear as she continued to soothe the soft skin.
Willow's heart raced as she guided the blonde's hand even lower, dipping beneath the waistband of her skirt. She leaned her head back and laid it in the crook of Tara's neck.
Tara's lips found hers and they kissed...gently at first, but quickly grew into fiery passion. Willow's hand rose to wrap around the blonde's gorgeous exposed neck. She loved it when Tara wore her hair up like this.
Tara's hand maneuvered lower, finally coming into contact with the downy curls. One hand held Willow tight as the kiss grew even more in intensity, while the other quested lower still.
Willow pressed further back into the blonde but her hips lunged forward as Tara's delicate fingers opened her. She gasped as a single finger lightly slid over the curls and between the slick inner lips.
Tara teased and played along the folds, making sure to avoid the engorged nub.
Willow broke away as she tried to catch her breath. "Wait" she panted, and Tara froze.
"I...I have something for you."
"I know...I think I found it." Tara smirked.
"Ohh...you found it alright." Willow said as she turned in the blonde's arms and wrapped an arm around her neck.
"This" Willow said holding the object over her head. "This is for you." She smiled as Tara looked up at the mistletoe and laughed.
"That's for me?"
"No, this is for you." Willow said as she leaned forward and once again captured the full lips.
"Mmm...I like that."
"Good...now this is for you too" the redhead said as she held the mistletoe just above her chest.
Tara's smile grew wider as she lifted Willow's sweater gently, just enough to expose the black bra.
"You think it's okay...I mean...here?"
"Oh sure" Willow whispered as she shook the mistletoe playfully over her bra.
"Well...you gonna kiss me under the mistletoe?"
Tara smiled and shook her head as her hands carefully unfastened the front clasp.
She brought her lips to the redhead's neck and placed light kisses around and down along the creamy expanse of skin. She paused as she felt the pulse reverberate against her lips and felt slim digits slide to the back of her neck and pull her down.
So down she went, licking and kissing her way to the inviting little breasts and ran her tongue teasingly around the outer edge of the nipple.
She heard Willow moan and felt her hands tighten on the back of her neck. She could tease her later. This wasn't the time or the place.
Tara bent her knees and wrapped her arms around Willow's thighs and carefully lifted her in the air. The redhead wrapped her legs around her as she easily carried her the few steps to the bed and laid her amidst the mound of coats.
"You know you have to be quiet." Tara whispered between nibbles on the fleshy earlobe.
"Mmm...okay...quiet." Willow whispered back. "Now, see if you can find my hollyberries under the mistletoe."
"Hollyberries, huh? Let's see...are they round?"
"Uh huh."
"Are they red?"
"Kinda pinkish-red."
"Okay." Tara said as she slithered down the lithe body.
"Hmmm...round, pinkish-red...are they supposed to be very hard but a little rubbery?"
"Oh yes...very hard."
"Hmm...I may have found something...yes...there's definitely something here." Tara said as she ran her fingers over the puckered flesh and felt it harden even more.
"Hmmm...can I eat these berries?"
"Ooh...well...maybe not eat...l but I heard they're really good for licking and other things."
"Well, let's see...hmm...licking." She said as her tongue circled the nipple painfully slow, then flattened out and stroked slowly over the protruding bud.
"Oh Tara...that feels soo good."
"You have nice berries." Tara said right before her mouth captured the nipple and she pulled it deep into her warm mouth.
Willow twisted and turned and pressed her fingertips deep into the flesh of Tara's back as she pulled her close.
Tara licked and played with Willow's tasty berries until she felt she had driven her close enough to the edge. Her lips left the swollen nipples only to move her kisses lower.
"Mm...Will...?"
"Oh yeah..I mean...yeah?" Willow asked just as she released Tara's hair from it's neat little bun and she ran her fingers through the soft tresses.
"I have something for you too."
"You do?"
"Uh huh."
"Well, what is it? Can I have it?"
"Well, I was gonna save it for later, but since you had a tummy ache, I'll give it to you now."
Willow smiled at the sexy look Tara gave her and made a quick observation.
"Um, Tara...I don't see any presents."
"Well, I didn't wrap it, but I keep it kinda handy."
"Oh, I think I like that kind."
"I thought you might...we can play a game with it too."
"Oh, I like games. What's it called?"
"Well, it's a little thing I like to call "Hide The Candycane."
"Sounds like a fun game. How do you know when you win?"
Tara's hand reached under Willow's skirt and slipped beneath the waistband of her panties.
"I think you'll know when you win. And then...after you win..."
"Yeah?" Willow panted as fingers slid between the swollen folds and waited teasingly at the entrance.
"I'm gonna taste your nog."
"Oh yes!" Willow groaned as Tara's fingers began to thrust gently.
Tara's fingers set a faster rhythm as the redhead's hips pounded feverishly against her hand.
"Oh God Tara." Willow moaned.
"Shhh Will...they'll hear us."
"Mmm..." Willow bit her lip and tried to moan more quietly.
"That's better." Tara whispered as she nibbled her way down Willow's satiny neck and she slowed her pace. She slowly slid her fingers out as Willow protested with another groan.
"Now, now...just wanna give you a little lick of my candycane."
"Oh yes." Willow said as Tara brought her white honey-coated fingers to their lips. Their tongues licked the creamy goodness off Tara's long digits until their lips met. The slickness on their lips made Tara hungry to taste more.
Tara slid down the redhead's body, scooted her skirt up higher and her panties lower.
"And now...I want to taste more of this yummy Willow nog."
"Nog...yes nog...please nog."
"Tara's fingers spread the puffy lips gently apart, quickly followed by her tongue. She lapped up the juices as they trickled out of her lover, and moved up finding the erect flesh that was begging for attention.
Willow twitched and twisted, writhed and wiggled as Tara drank her holiday cheer.
Willow began a mantra of "Nog! Nog! Nog!" as Tara brought her closer to ecstasy.
The blonde wrapped her hands around the redhead's thighs in anticipation of what was to come. She held her tight as her lover bucked up into her face, the small thighs squeezing her cheeks with every thrust.
Tara took a deep breath and buried her tongue completely into the wet heaven. Just then, Willow's body spasmed with an earth-shattering climax causing her to have the mother of all pelvic thrusts.
Her pelvic bones collided forcefully with the blonde's nose, but her cries were muffled by the wet walls surrouding her mouth.
Willow was still lost in the throes of passion when she felt Tara's hand tapping on her thighs like Morse code.
Willow opened her legs, released her lover and Tara immediately grabbed her nose.
"Tara, Baby?!!" Willow yelled and quickly turned on the bedside lamp.
"You munked by dose."
"What?"
"You" Tara spoke slowly and shook her head trying to clear the stars from her eyes.
"Yeah?"
"Munked"
"Munked?"
"Boinked" Tara said, wincing with the word.
"Oh, I boinked." Tara nodded and pointed to her nose.
"I boinked your nose?"
Tara nodded again and panic struck the redhead as she saw the little droplets of blood trickling through Tara's fingers.
"Oh God Tara! You're hurt! I hurt you!"
"A diddle."
"Tara?"
"Otay, a dot."
"Oh God! I'm so sorry."
Willow reached for the tissues beside the bed and quickly gave them to Tara.
"I'm so sorry. Tip your head back honey and put these on there."
"Otay."
"Oh God...oh God, I'm sorry."
"It's dot your bault."
"Yes, it is...my body hurt you. I hate it when you hurt too."
"It was an addident. I'll be otay."
Willow leaned closer and carefully placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. "Still love me?"
"Albays." Tara said and flinched as she tried to smile.
Just then the door flew open. "Aha! I knew you were in here. I could smell your orgasms a mile away."
"Anya, go away!" Willow shouted at the ex-demon.
"Willow, what did you do to her?" Anya asked noticing the blood-tinged tissues on Tara's nose.
"I...I...none of your business Anya!"
"I knew it...a little talk about tummy rubs and your lesbian hormones got all rage-y, and Tara ends up with a lesbian nasal fracture."
"Nasal fracture?" Willow asks.
"Yeah, it's broken...I can tell."
"Bwoken?"
"Oh yeah. I've seen these before. Lesbians get a little wild with the pelvic action and BAM! The old LNF.
"Bwoken?" Tara asked sadly, again looking at Willow with a pout. "Is it cwooked?"
"No...still beautiful."
"Yeah...beautiful...now grab your coats...you need to go to the ER."
"The ER?!" Both girls yelled.
"Yes, the ER. Let's go...I'll drive. I'm getting rather good at it. And this time I might even learn to put the top up."
Tara looked at Willow and nodded dejectedly.
"Otay...ER. It does hurt worse dan when Bike dit me."
"What the hell did she say?" Anya questioned Willow.
"When Spike hit her. Now get the keys, but I'm driving. She's been injured enough."
"Yeah, thanks to you."
"Hey!"
"Dey!"
"Oh Dod." Tara stopped just before reaching the door.
"Oh Dod what...I mean, Oh God what?" Willow asked.
"What am I donna tay?"
"About what?" Willow asked, taking her hand.
"How dis happened." Tara said pointing to the quickly forming bruises beneath her eyes.
"Oh...oh God."
"Oh" Anya said. "You'll just tell them the truth, just like all the other lesbian nasal fracture victims."
Both girls looked questioningly at Anya and let out a long sigh.
"Okay" Willow said, "exactly what is that?"
"You were attacked by a wild kitten."
The End -- Happy Holidays!
(Santa, can I have a naked, life-sized Tara action figure, complete with clenching thighs and torpedo titties?
No Wimpy, you'll poke your eye out.)
Edited by: wimpy0729 at: 12/25/04 8:50 pm
by Lt Sticks » Sun Dec 05, 2004 1:19 pm 
for the rest of the day thinking about..... pillows... hehehe keep up the good work. Is there going to be a part two to this little voyage into naughtiness? like say...maybe Tara's P.O.V ? 
i love` it when tara says fuck... hehe
. Love sam xx 
fantastic smut !!
Loved the post-pillow lovin'. Also, I'm happy I could be of service, erm, with your mind and uh yeah. Wonderful job!
Update soon! 
(HI,my name is Rhiannon and Wimpy made me a smutaholic) 
What can I say other than it was great, a lovely kitten christmas story that we can revist every year (and I do mean every). Awesome job! 
1. Nog 2. Candycane 3. Berries 
What made this funnier was that I was drinking some leftover eggnog and nearly choked myself when i got to that reference. Now we just need a story about the dangers of beverage drinking while reading good quickies.
. Love sam xx