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Birthday Fiction Challenge Response Title: Second Chances Chapter: Three Rating: R Pairing: Willow/Buffy Timeline: Last seen episode Spoilers: Only for aired episodes Beta Readers: Drakes Shadow < the cute bat > and Dark Gremlin Summary: With Willow's 21st birthday coming up, she's haunted by past mistakes that cost her the only real family she's ever had. But in the process of dealing with her own medical problems and searching for answers in her brothers apparent death, she might find that sometimes what you're searching for is right in front of you. Note: Shadow and Gremlin were huge helps in the writing of this fiction. In fact, you could say they tag teamed me. Disclaimer: All characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and Paramount Studios. <-------> Heartbrokenly numb, the crying blonde clung to the red head with her face buried in Willow's cold neck. Everything except Willow was non-existent. The gentle nature Willow smell mixed with green apples. The soft fine skin that was rapidly becoming ridged and clammy. The satin dark red hair brushing against her face as she rocked their bodies together. " We need to call someone to get her body. " Dawn whispered from where she sat in front of her sister. Buffy shook her head, pulling Willow's body closer to her. " It's alright. She's just sleeping. " The slayer tenderly kissed each eye lid. " ...and when she wakes up we'll have dinner and then we can watch a movie. " " Buffy she's not sleeping. " The slayer ignored her sister as her tears fell on Willow's lips. " I love you so much Will. It's like I never really knew what love was until I was in your arms. It's not the angsty over bearing love. It's like a steady burning flame that gets brighter with every passing moment, and it will always be there, forever, and...." The violent sobs shook her body, forcing her into a loss of blinding fog. Needing to find Willow again, she crushed her lips into the red heads. Her tears coating their lips and tongues, burning into both mouths in a flash of blinding red light. The cold stiff lips of her lover became warm as they responded to the slayer's need. Buffy's tears fell faster, covering their faces. The slayer, over come with the instinct to assure herself that Willow was really alive, began ripping the moaning red heads cloth's from her body. Willow apparently having the same idea, was tugging off the slayers own cloths. " Oh, ew, yuck. Hey teenager in the room. Oh man, bad visual... way bad visual." Dawn squeaked, scrambling out of the room. " Did....you...hear....soemth...mmmmmm..." Buffy dived back into Willow's mouth as they're bare skin finally touched. " No. " Willow muttered harshly, flipping the slayer over so that she was on top. A dim globe of red surrounded them, lifting them into the air, caressing and soothing them, winding in and around them in a whirl of flaming lust, sending their needs into the throws of heat. Inquisitive fingers lightly skidded over plump breasts, tweaking erect nipples, rolling them until they became a painfully sensitive bomb waiting to go off. Pinching each small dark pebbles drawing out a series of whimpering moans that left the slayer writhing desperately against Willow. The hollowed dimples on the slim muscular back twitched as Willow moved her assault down over the taunt skin that delighted and threatened her senses. Palms rubbed at the tightness and stress of the slayer's body. Each strand of tension, each worry line, each piece of evidence of what the slayer went through was her fault, and that was only one of many thoughts that ran rampage through her mind. Smooth salty skin meet her tongue in an explosion of sensation through both bodies. Gasping in surprise her, Willow bit down on the slayer's breast, arching as what Buffy felt coursed through her own body. Moving to the blonde's other breast, she sucked the nipple between her teeth and nibbled at it. Her mind reached out in search of Buffy's, wrapping through it in a flood of emotions. ' Willow. ' ' Buffy. ' Her mind sighed happily and sank completely into Buffy. <---------> Buffy combed her hand through the shock of dark red hair. It was so soft and thick that it soothed her hand's nerves. She'd always loved the way Willow's hair smelled and felt. The satin like hair had been a guilty obsession since they'd first met. Braided, short, long, in a pony tail, pig tails, it didn't matter. She tightened her left arm around Willow's waist. Trying not to loose the feel of the red heads body burrowed on top of hers. Their breasts pressed together, legs intertwined, arms wrapped around each other. It was everything the slayer had ever dreamed of and wanted. She rubbed her nose in the wavy thick hair, inhaling the mixture of green apples and vanilla. Her favorite scents in the whole world. Her left hand slide up over the taunt curved back and over her neck. Reluctantly, she pried open her eyes to gaze at the emotionally and physically exhausted red head. She just couldn't get enough of seeing Willow's gorgeous body. The way her buttocks curved perfectly into the dimple in her lower back. The way one of her ribs stuck out slightly and caused the red head to whimper deep in her throat. How her neck always produced a series of moans. The glint of light against the slim silver wedding band on her left hand... Wedding band? She jerked her hand up with a strangled yelp. On her left ring finger was a slender dark silver wedding band, covered in what looked like runes. She could barely feel the ring that seemed to fit her finger perfectly. Letting go of Willow's hair, she yanked at the ring, determined to get it off. Unfortunately, it seemed the ring had other ideas because it wasn't moving. At all. " Mbftosert. " Willow stretched against her, then began to nuzzle at the sensitive skin of Buffy's neck. " Um...Will, I don't mean to break the moment but I have a problem. " " Hmm? You want me to kiss it and make it better? " Buffy swallowed hard at the predatory grin that perked up at her. In fact, the way the red head was suddenly gazing down at her reminded her of Sylvester always looked at Tweety. Attempting to keep some control over her already raging hormones, she held her left hand in front of Willow's face. But instead of being upset, concerned, or suspicious the red heads face brightened, as Willow held up her own hand revealing an identical wedding ring. " I didn't get a chance to warn you cause of the whole dying thing. " Willow said. " No, death bad. " " Well look at it this way, one more time and we'll be even." Buffy glared at the red head wanting to lay down the law on death, but she decided to wait until later. " What warning? " " Oh, right the warning. " Willow tore her gaze from Buffy's. " You know how I was telling you there's a curse on me? " " Yeah. " " Well it's one of these several step curses. Anya said that I have to break it in steps, and the first step was that I had to be totally honest with my soul mate, and then we had to declare our love for each other and mean it. The idea being that the soul mate had to forgive me for anything I've done. " " So I'm your soul mate? " Buffy asked quietly. Willow nodded and dropped her head onto the slayers shoulder. " What was the other parts? " " When I died the next part was started. See for me to live you had to vow your eternal love to the gods, your tears were sort of like a lie detector test. " " And? " Willow snuggled deeper into Buffy's arms. " When you passed you basically married us. " " M..m..married? " Buffy squeaked as darkness enveloped her. "......." <---------> Aeris Jade Orion Grey Fox, and cause of Discord. Gabrielle: "Do you deny spying on these women?" Joxer: "I resent that." Gabrielle: "Do you deny it?" Joxer: "No, I just _resent_ it." Joxer: Hello--heh-heh-- name's Joxer-- spelled, uh [Clears throat]-- J-o-x-e-rrrrrrrr. Rh: "Would you wanna make a baby with me?" Jox: "What?!" Rh: "Will you help?" Jox: "Wait a minute! You want me to-- to-- to-- make a-- " Rh: "Right-- will you?" Jox: "Of course not! Hey, listen! We're not just machines, you know, you can use to-- . Besides-- you know, uh-- we can't just do it on command. We need stuff like, uh-- cheap motel rooms and dirty pictures and lingerie-- stuff like that! We're _not_ animals! But I can get those things!" |