FIC:If Destiny Wills 20

[Ralf Quimby <ralf.quimby@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

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Title: If Destiny Wills (20/?) 
Author: Alex P.
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Archive: Whatever or whoever Just tell me
Summary: Sequel to A Higher Power
Spoilers: Starts where Next Illogical Step leaves off. Still in college 
Still near future. 
Disclaimer: The characters of Buffy Willow Giles and any others from 
BTVS are the property of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy etc. No
infringement of any kind intended and no money made. 
Warning: Contains scenes of a loving relationship between two consenting
women. If you have a problem with that (why are you here?) or it is
illegal where you live (I suggest you move to my end of the
gutter...quickly) then PLEASE DELETE THIS NOW !!!!!
Rating: R or NC-17
Pairing: B/W

Notes: Alex wrote this and I Beta'd it. He can't get to the computer
right now so I am sending it. Ralf

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Title: If Destiny Wills (20/23)
Author: Alex P. 
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Buffy woke slowly, her eyes protesting painfully at the brightness of the
sunlight that flooded their bedroom. She felt the comfortably familiar
weight of her lover on her chest. The still groggy blonde opened her eyes
and looked down at the red-head that was sprawled out over her covering her
body. On an impulse Buffy buried her face in the tousled red hair inhaling
deeply, enjoying the intoxicating scent of her beloved witch. 

<>This has got to be what Heaven is like.<> she mused happily. <>I have no
idea what I've done in my life so right that gives me the chance to be with
her, but I will thank whatever god is responsible for this every minute of
everyday for the rest of my life, and it still won't be enough.<>

Buffy pulled her head back, sighed softly and found herself looking into of
the most beautiful sleepy eyes in the universe. "Hey." Willow said
sleepily. "Hey yourself, sleepyhead." Buffy answered, smiling down at the
substitute blanket, amazed at how just the sound of Willow's voice turned
her on. "You ready to get up?"

"Don't wanna get up." The sleepy red head pouted. "Feels too good right
here." 

To make her point Willow snuggled into Buffy causing their bodies to rub,
eliciting a moan from the already aroused Slayer's throat. She let a hand
slowly slide down her lover's side, so that it just grazed her skin raising
goose bumps over Willow's skin. The tiny blonde brought the hand around to
cup a soft breast and began teasing the already hard nipple with her thumb,
forcing a sensual growl from the red head.

Willow smiled sexily up at her lover and began licking and kissing any of
Buffy's exposed skin she could reach, enraptured by the taste.

The highly aroused witch gently grabbed some of her lover's skin between
her teeth. Buffy growled and pulled Willow up to her until their lips met,
gently at first then more passionate, more insistent. Buffy lightly nipped
at her lover's lower lip demanding entrance. The witch's lips parted
obligingly allowing the impassioned Slayer's tongue to enter and explore
freely the depths of her mouth. Buffy devoured Willow's sweet mouth as both
lovers let themselves sink into the pleasurable sensations washing over
their bodies, bringing their every nerve ending to life. They shivered as
chills of excitement ran up and down their spines. They finally pulled back
from the kiss, forced by lack of air.

"Gods I want you so bad it hurts." the Slayer moaned, and began licking and
nipping at Willow's neck.

Buffy slid her hands down Willow's back relishing the feel of the muscles
flexing and relaxing under the soft smooth skin. Then grasping her lover's
taught rear, Buffy pulled her witch tighter against her enjoying the heat
radiating from the red head's body. Willow opened her eyes and saw the
clock next to the bed and with a groan of disappointment reluctantly pushed
away from her persistently grasping blonde lover. 

"Buffy, we gotta stop baby." Willow told her already over aroused Slayer.
"I'm sorry hon, but it's already nine and our wedding is today, in case you
forgot."

She had forgotten in the heat of the moment, but wasn't about to admit it
to Willow. With a loud growl of frustration Buffy tried to pull the red
head back into the embrace, but the determined witch wasn't giving in. 

"Come on lover we can't, there's not enough time." Willow insisted,
pushing on Buffy's chest. "Do you really want Cordelia or worse one of our
mothers to come barging in here in the middle of us making love?"

The visual of Willow's mother walking in and finding Buffy nestled
comfortably between her daughter's legs, happily lapping away while Willow
writhed and moaned (or screamed as she normally did) effectively put the
damper on the Slayer's lust. With a final roar of total frustration, Buffy
released her lover and quickly got out of their bed. "Real nice visual
Wills." The Slayer growled in frustration, her voice thick with pent up
lust. "You win this one, but just remember my smug little witch, I'll get
you back. You just wait Willow Rosenberg. You'll get yours."

"Ooo, I can hardly wait." Willow purred seductively, as she headed for the
bathroom with an exaggerated sway to her hips. "I'll settle for your
promises for now, but later I expect you to live up to every one of them
Chosen One."

With a giggle the red head was through the door before Buffy could react.
The bride to be laughed and shook her head at her lover's behavior. She
slipped on her robe and began getting things together for later.

"Oh man." the Slayer muttered to herself. "I'd better conserve my strength.
I've got a feeling that a certain red-head isn't going to take 'I'm tired'
for an answer tonight."

Willow returned wearing only a towel and using another to dry her hair.
Buffy looked at her and a wistful smile lit up her face.

"I've never seen anyone look that good wearing a towel." the blonde sighed.
"Those super models got nothin' on my Wills."

Willow blushed shyly at this unexpected compliment, turning her lover on
even more.

"You know." Buffy purred, as she took a step toward the object of her
desire. "It wouldn't take all that long if we..."

"Don't even go there, Miss Overheated Slayer." Willow said, holding up her
hand to stop her approaching paramour. "We don't have time to do it right
and if we can't do it right, I don't want to do it at all."

Faced with that kind of logic, Buffy had no choice but to retreat. 

"Oh all right." the blonde mumbled, as she walked toward the second
bathroom seriously pouting.

Willow thought her lover was so adorable she almost gave in, but was
stopped by the ringing of their door bell.

<>Whew!<> she thought relieved. <>Talk about saved by the bell.<>

"Cheer up Slayer." the witch called to her partner's retreating back. "Soon
you'll be too busy to be horny."

"Yeah right!" came the answering growl. "Wanna bet?"

Cordelia, true to form was the first to arrive and instantly took charge,
rushing the two soon to be weds all over the house, while handling all the
last minute details that could only be done the day of the wedding and any
last second emergencies that occurred. The girl was a wonder. Several of
the people from the wedding suppliers asked if she was interested in party
and wedding planing professionally. Cordelia was flattered and promised
them she'd think about it.

"Just think Cordy." Both of her friends told her when they heard of the
offers. "It's the perfect career. You get to push people around, spend
their money and get paid for it. It's the perfect job and you'd be the best
at it."

Their friend blushed at their half serious teasing. But before she could
say anything, Cordelia saw one of the florists trying to bring in the wrong
flowers and was off in a flash to pounce on the unsuspecting miscreant.

****** 

Around noon Willow headed for her parent's house. Even though neither of
them were speaking to her mother, Willow's father insisted they still hold
the ceremony in his huge back gardens. So with Xander driving she prepared
to face the dreaded mother monster, while Joyce and Cordelia took Buffy to
her mother's house to get ready under the intensely close supervision of
Cordelia and Joyce. Being a normal mother Joyce had tried to put in her 2
cents worth over the wedding plans. But unlike Sheila Rosenberg, Joyce
Summers knew when to just back off and let her daughter take care of
things. All of them were hoping for the best but expecting the worst.

Four o'clock that afternoon found a very nervous Willow standing in front
of an altar in her parents beautifully landscaped back garden, fidgeting,
with Xander unobtrusively rubbing the small of her back trying to soothe
her ragged nerves.

"Hey Will." Xander whispered. "What's the matter, afraid the Buffster's
gonna run off with Cordy and leave you standin' at the altar?"

Willow glared up at her life long friend and saw his brown eyes sparkling
with humor at her expense.

"Shut up Xander." the witch growled with mock jealousy. "If I recall
correctly it wasn't all that long ago that your girlfriend was making
comments about my fiancee's cute little rear end."

"What!" Xander blurted out, shocked at his friend's comment .

This time it was Willow with the mischievously evil smirk. Xander more felt
rather than heard the red head's chuckle.

"Ha ha very funny." he muttered under his breath. "Nothin' worse than a
witch that thinks she's funny."

Thanking the Goddess for her best friend and his overactive sense of humor,
Willow also took the time to send her thanks to whichever Gods were
responsible for the perfect weather, so that they were able to have the
outdoor wedding they had both wanted.

The witch's thoughts were interrupted by a commotion at the back of the
assembled guests. She looked back wondering what was going on when she was
struck breathless by the sight that met her eyes. Giles looked positively
handsome in his new Armani tux and Cordelia was a regal vision in her light
blue gown (the color inspired by Willow's "Xander in a blue tux" remark)
but they all came in a pale second compared to the heart stopping
revelation on the librarian's arm. 

Buffy was the quintessential beautiful bride, not that she didn't think the
petite blonde was beautiful all the time, but now on this day at this place
she was far beyond anything as mundane as beautiful. In fact Willow's
vocabulary failed her. Words like gorgeous, etherial, and magnificent were
somehow inadequate to describe the vision that filled the red head's very
being with unbearable joy. She was so affected by the sight she forgot to
breath until the burning of her oxygen starved lungs reminded her.

"Come on girl, breathe damn it." Willow told herself. "By the Gods, she's
so beautiful it hurts."

"Whoa, you got that right." Xander whispered in answer, surprising his
friend who hadn't realized she'd spoke out loud.

When Buffy saw her beloved looking at her and recognised the look in the
awestruck witch's eyes, the Slayer smiled shyly dazzling her intended even
more.

"Will, you're gonna be alright." Xander whispered in her ear, causing her
to realize her whole body was trembling at the sight of her bride.

<>Breathe, Willow, breathe.<> she told herself, while nodding to reassure
her best man. <>She'll kill you if you pass out now and that would sure put
a damper on the old wedding night.<>

Xander gave his witchy friend a strange look when he saw her blush, then
heard her chuckle under her breath.

Willow lost all contact with her surroundings, her eyes were captured and
held by the most beautiful creation in the universe. The Slayer seemed to
glow with a pure white light that eclipsed the sun itself. She felt her
legs go weak and her knees threatened to buckle, but by the strength of her
resolve not to embarrass her bride kept upright.

"I can't believe she wants me." the red Head whispered to her best man. "If
all these people weren't here you'd see the world's happiest happy dance."

Xander couldn't help himself and blurted out a loud laugh that he tried
unsuccessfully to disguise as a cough. For just an instant all eyes were on
the terminally embarrassed best man. Then the organ began and the
spectators turned to see what Willow had already seen, the petite blonde's
presence transcended any possible written definition or phrase leaving
everyone stunned by her almost supernatural beauty. The sound of the
collective gasp was nearly deafening.

Willow watched mesmerized as Giles and Buffy walked slowly down the aisle
toward her, she could feel the nervous perspiration beading on her upper
lip and without thinking licked it off. Once they were standing next to her
and Giles placed the Slayer's hand into Willow's they looked into each
other's eyes. Buffy gave her lover one of her patented 300 watt smiles and
suddenly the only thing that mattered to the red haired witch was spending
the rest of her life making this Goddess in human form happy. At Buffy's
prompting Willow remembered where they were and that there were others
there also, they turned to face the Rabbi that had consented to officiate
the unorthodox ceremony. She smiled at the two young women facing her and
could see the overwhelming love that radiated from the couple and smiled
reassuringly at them. She had known Giles since his 'Ripper' days and was
fully aware of the significance of what was occurring and her part in it.
Turning her attention to the gathering behind the couple it was apparent
that not everyone was as enthusiastic over this occasion as others. 

"It is my great honor to have been asked by these two young people to be
here today." the Rabbi began, surveying the crowd and letting her piercing
grey eyes settle on each less than happy face out there resting the longest
on Willow's mother. "This is the most important time of their lives and if
there are any here that cannot share the joyful spirit in which it is
intended they should leave now rather than allow their negativity mar this
otherwise perfect day." 

Pausing to allow any that wished to leave to do so, the Rabbi smiled at the
two women facing her. When no one moved the Rabbi continued. 

"Now that we are all agreed to share their joy." the Rabbi restarted. "And
as the unusual nature of this occasion is somewhat outside my training, it
is my belief that Buffy and Willow have written their own vows. At this
time I turn it over to them. Willow, I believe you are first." 

Willow turned to face her beloved and gazed into the two brightest points
of light in her universe. Gulping hard then clearing her throat she began. 

"Buffy, I don't have the words to adequately describe my feelings for you."
the trembling Wyccan began. "You are the sun that lights my days and the
moon that blesses my nights. Without you I'm empty. I'd be wandering
aimlessly through life with no direction no goals never knowing the true
meaning of friendship, life, or love. Because of you I have purpose. I have
a reason to believe that tomorrow will be worth living and that no matter
what all my tomorrows bring they will be better for your having been with
me. Without you the universe makes no sense and there is no reason to go
on. You are the rest of me. You are my strength and my courage. You are
more to me than life itself because you are my spirits guide. When I am
frightened you protect me.. When I am hurt you care for me. When I am lost
you give me direction. I promise to be at your side no matter what we face
we shall now and forever face it together." 

Both women were weeping uncontrollably making it impossible for Buffy to
read the things she had written and so she decided to "wing it". 

"Willow, my Wills." Buffy began, letting herself get lost in the fathomless
pools of her lover's eyes. "I still can't believe where we are. My greatest
fear is that I'll wake up and find this is all just some wonderful dream. I
remember the day I met you and asking who is this beautiful soul and why
does she appear to like me. I think even then my heart knew you, that my
soul felt the pull of your soul, but being young and naive I simply chalked
it up to friendship. I was right, but over the years since that day you
have redefined that term until without either of us realizing it our
feelings past beyond friendship into the realm of true deep lasting love
and respect. Now we have at last come to that point where we must stop
denying the truth that we both know. It is time to leave the half truths of
our childhood and start on the interwoven path that our destinies have laid
before us. I can't do this alone. I need my Willow to be with me. You are
the rock that anchors me. Your goodness keeps me from go over to the
darkness that has nearly claimed me many times. You are my other half, the
soul that completes mine. Without you I'd have lain down and died long ago.
I love you with every fiber of my being. I give you my heart, my mind, my
body, and my soul. Do with what you will but I beg you to love them and
hold them near your heart because that's the only place I truly want to be.
"

Unable to continue, the two teary eyed young women turned to face the
Rabbi. She smiled down at these two bright loving faces and was struck once
again by the deep abiding unquestioning love they had for each other. The
sight brought tears of hope and happiness to the older woman's eyes. She
looked out over the gathering and saw that there was not a dry eye in the
place. During this she had Xander and Cordelia give her the rings, the
Rabbi looked at the two identical silver rings and gasped quietly as a jolt
of unknown power shot up her arm. She held her hand that was holding the
rings to the couple and could feel a powerful vibration filling the air as
lightening shot across the cloudless sky. 

"The rings symbolize the strength and depth of your commitment to each
other. By giving them you are inviting your partner into your life and by
accepting them you are pledging to love and respect them to the exclusion
of all others." the Rabbi said quietly, almost as if the words were meant
solely for the couple being joined. 

Once the two had given and received their rings the Rabbi reached and took
their joined hands into hers and when they looked at her she spoke. "The
path the two of you have chosen to follow is a path less travelled. The
days ahead of you will hold many trials as well as joys and the two of you
have chosen to face them together. That is a good thing in this world. Just
be sure to be there for each other. Let no day end without showing and
telling your partner what their love and support means to you. Your life
will never be the same. But remember you are no longer forced to face your
trials and tribulations alone and that you have the unwavering love of each
other to rely on."

She smiled and looked out to the spectators and turned to the two that were
now one and smiled. "As much as these two young people have pledged their 
commitment to each other in words and symbolically with the exchange of
rings, by the power afforded me both by my beliefs and those assembled I
declare these two souls joined and would introduce them for the first time
as Buffy and Willow Rosenberg-Summers." 

Both Buffy and Willow were beaming and blushing as the gathering stood and
cheered theirs union. 

Xander leaned in and whispered into Willow's ear. "Come on Will, you're
supposed to kiss her or something." 

Willow took her new wife's chin in her hand and gently turned the red faced
blonde's head to face her, then softly pressed her lips to Buffy's giving
her a chaste loving kiss, not wanting to embarrass her or any of the
others. Buffy figured out what she was doing and wrapped her arms around
Willow's neck and proceeded to kiss the red head passionately not releasing
the kiss until the lack of oxygen became an issue. 

"Wow!" was all Willow could gasp out when her lover finally released her .

"That should hold you till tonight my little witch." Buffy told her with a
wicked smile. "Now let's go. Cordy's got a party planed and the sooner we
get there the sooner we can get started on the Honeymoon." 

Buffy grabbed her new wife's hand and led the still partially stunned woman
back up the aisle to the limo Willow's father had gotten them. The Slayer
dove into the back of the long black vehicle and pulled a very willing red
head in with her. 

As the chauffeur shut the car door, nearby guests could hear a giggling
Slayer say. "To the party Jeeves and step on it." 

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End 20
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