FF Wonderful Days...Glorious Nights (2/?)

["Christeen Demons" <Shyfox30@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Okay, here's a bit more for you guys, before I go
play. :-)

I don't usually feed you guys so much.:-) Enjoy.:-)

Disclaimer: Joss is god...we just play on his playground.:-)

Kirayoshi is one great writer...thanks so much for leaving me a few days to 
play with, this is fun.:-)

*****

Buffy felt completely at peace, as she laid basking in the sun. They had 
decided that they couldn?t spend the whole day in their room...and since 
they were playing hooky for the rest of the week, at Buffy?s insistence, 
they had plenty of time to frolic in the warmth.

She had finally managed to get them poolside, after convincing Willow that 
she did not at all look fat in her bathing suit. Her wife was feeling 
somewhat uncomfortable about her appearance, but the one piece bathing suit 
just accentuated what Buffy already found to be the most beautiful body God 
ever created. She proved her point by paying alot of attention to the body 
she loved so much, carresing the rounded middle with a great deal of love 
and devotion. The passion in her expression was what convinced Willow the 
most, surrendering helplessly to the heat in the bright blue eyes. Buffy 
would just not allow her wife to think of herself as less then perfect in 
any way.

Now they laid side by side on matching lounge chairs, watching the hotel?s 
residents as they went by. Willow?s insecurities showed their ugly heads, as 
she watched the women walk by. Most of them were beautiful, svelte and 
endowed, they looked like Playboy models. She cast a glance over at her 
wife, to see if Buffy was watching them, but it was hard to tell because of 
the Slayer?s dark sunglasses.

Buffy felt Willow?s edginess, without even have to look at her, and it made 
her sigh. She turned her head to stare at her wife, who seemed to be shocked 
at the sudden attention. "Do you trust me?" she asked abruptly, catching the 
red head off guard.

"What?" An eyebrow lowered in perplexion.

"Do...you...trust...me?" the Slayer sounded out again, waiting for a 
response.

"Yes. Of course I do" Willow replied, as if that had never been in question.

"Then you have to know that you?re the most beautiful person here...or 
anywhere for that matter." Buffy said, with total conviction.

"Buffy..." The red head hedged, not feeling especially beautiful at the 
moment.

"Willow...you?re my wife" Buffy started, in a low voice. "and you?re 
carrying my child. So, forgive me if I think that you?re the most beautiful 
person in the world. None of these other people could ever stand a chance 
against you."

Willow wasn?t sure whether she wanted to hug the life out of Buffy, or just 
cry. ?Stupid hormones? She thought, aggravated with herself, as she wiped 
the few tears that managed to leak out away. "Thanks...I was being a 
poophead", she eventually said, offering up an apologetic smile.

"No you weren?t...well, maybe a little. But it?s okay, I love you anyway." 
Buffy answered, shooting her an impish grin. "And you, my friend, need more 
sunscreen." She said, noticing the slightly pinkish skin. She grabbed the 
bottle, that was conveniently resting by her chair, and moved over to 
Willow?s, moving her wife?s feet over so she could sit next to her.

"I didn?t notice...I think you just like putting it on me", Willow teased 
with a wicked grin, secretly enjoying the attention.

"You?re right I do", Buffy agreed, as she massaged the protective lotion 
into her love?s skin. "Plus, there?s the added bonus of not hearing you say 
ouch tonight when I?m trying to make love to you."

Willow blushed scarlet, and was glad that there wasn?t anyone close enough 
to them to overhear.

"You know, you?re very cute when you?re pink...except when you have a 
sunburn." Buffy was thoroughly enjoying teasing her.

"Buffy..." Willow groaned, rolling her eyes good naturedly.

"Okay...I?ll stop teasing you...if you?ll give me a kiss", the Slayer 
bargained with a smile, and was pleasantly surprised when the Wiccan met her 
with a long enjoyable kiss.

"There. Does that satisfy the deal?" the wiccan inquired with a grin, one 
fine eyebrow raised.

"Wow." Buffy said, unable to believe her shy wiccan had actually just done 
that.

Willow giggled, then rested her head back against the lounge chair. Looking 
around, she noticed some of the people were carrying and sipping refreshing 
looking drinks. "Hey, Buff. They have fruity drinks. I want a fruity drink."

Buffy looked at Willow, amusement shining in her eyes. "One fruity drink 
coming right up", Buffy said, before making her way over to where they were 
selling them.

Willow was watching her wife walk across the pavement toward the vendor, 
when a loud cry erupted from the diving board of the pool. She turned to 
look, right before a huge splash soaked her from head to foot. Brushing the 
wet hair out of her eyes, she watched the water, until a guy?s head popped 
up above the water. Seeing what he had done, he swam over to the side of the 
pool, not far from where she sat, and climbed out.

"I?m really sorry about that," the guy said, brushing dark, wet hair out of 
his eyes. "But one of my buddies pushed me, and I wasn?t able to control my 
descent. Are you okay?" He seemed to be about her age, tall, muscley, and 
with the darkest brown eyes she had ever seen. He had Xander beat, hands 
down.

"I?m fine...It?s just water. My name is Willow", She told him, smiling.

"Tony", He greeted. He looked her up and down, noticing how wet she was, and 
also that she was pregnant. ?Oh man, she looked so cute from the other side. 
I bet she has a really big husband?, he thought, wincing internally at the 
thought of some great big, wrestler type guy coming after him for getting 
his wife all wet. "Can I get you a towel, or anything? Here I am, dripping 
all over you. Tell you what, I?ll go get my towel...I?ll let you use it 
first, then I?ll dry myself off."

"Oh you don?t have to..." The earnestness on his face was endearing.

"Please, it?s the least I can do. I?ll be right back", He said, as he ran 
towards the other side.

*****

Buffy had just reached the small booth, and ordered virgin daiquries, when 
she felt a finger tapping on her shoulder. Turning around, she noticed a guy 
with a remarkable resemblence to Leanardo Dicaprio, who apparently was 
waiting in line.

"Excuse me, I know this may sound like a stupid line. But I was just 
wondering what a pretty girl like you was doing alone in a place like this?" 
He gestured at the surrounding area, smiling charmingly, at least so he 
thought.

?Great, did he steal that line from a movie?? Buffy thought, rolling her 
eyes. "I?m on my honeymoon", she said, a grin lighting her face as she 
showed him her wedding ring.

Romeo raised an eyebrow cockily when he saw the simple golden band, 
unadorned by any diamond ring to match. ?Not much of a husband if he can?t 
even afford an engagement ring.? "Nice ring", he said, although his tone 
indicated nothing of the kind. "Where did he get it? A Cracker Jack box?"

Buffy?s brow darkened, and she turned attention back to the bartender, who 
rolled her eyes in a comical way, while continuing to mix the drinks. She 
percieved a strange shift in emotion, and for some strange reason knew that 
it wasn?t coming from her. Turning her head, in the direction of where she 
had left her wife waiting, she noticed the intense green stare coming from 
her lovely red head and wondered why she was staring at her like that. ?Oh 
right, jerkoff behind me. But wait, how did she know he was coming on to 
me??

She decided to leave that alone for now, as her stomach was tensing up from 
pent up anxiety. ?Really freaky.?

"Hey, I?m sorry. That was out of line". Romeo continued, hoping to dig 
himself out of the hole he had fallen in with her. "I just think that a 
beautiful woman like yourself should be with some one who can take care of 
you. Can he do that? Is he good enough for you, cause baby, I promise I 
would be."

?God, doesn?t he ever give up?? Buffy thought crossly, then smiled as she 
thought of one way she could get rid of him. "I don?t know. You tell me", 
she said, chippily, as she turned him around. "She?s right over there", she 
pointed in Willow?s direction, then smiled and waved at her perplexed wife, 
who waved back. And she noticed distractedly that the anxious feeling had 
disappeared like magic.

She laughed as Romeo couldn?t seem to disappear fast enough. She turned back 
to the bartender who had finished making her drinks. "Could you bill these 
to the Honeymoon suite?" she requested, wanting to hurry up and get back to 
Willow.

"Nope...this one?s on me", the bartender said, a wry smile lighting her 
face. "It?s about time somebody taught Cassanova a lesson. Congratulations 
on your Honeymoon."

"Thanks." Buffy smiled, then turned and left the stand, leaving behind the 
merry sound of the bartender?s laughter.

*****

"So...if you don?t mind me asking...how long have you been married?" Tony 
asked, having returned with the towel. He watched Willow towel herself dry, 
noticing that she really was very attractive, even if she was pregnant.

"Oh...about four days." Willow grinned, lighting up at the mention. "We?re 
on our Honeymoon." Finished with the towel, she handed it back to him.

"Oh...congratulations", Tony said, nervously shifting from foot to foot. 
"Will he kill me if he sees me standing here talking to you?"

The question caught Willow unaware, and she had to clamp down on her natural 
inclination to laugh at the wrong use of gender. "I don?t think so. Not 
unless you?re trying to hit on me."

"Who?s trying to hit on you?" A distinctively feminine voice said, from 
behind them, and Willow turned to watch the beautiful blonde saunter up to 
them.

"Nobody. Unlike somebody else we both know", Willow answered, fire still 
burning in her eyes from the earlier incident. "This is Tony...he got me 
wet."

Buffy raised an eyebrow at the comment, but Willow didn?t seem to notice the 
look in the suddenly steely blue eyes. ?Oh he did...did he?? Buffy thought 
snarkily, glaring over at the somewhat attractive man. Buffy handed Willow 
her drink, then circled her waist possessively, claiming ownership over the 
red head.

Tony stared in shock at the obvious ownership the blonde was presenting, 
then gulped as the hard stare hit him like a cold iron rod.

The staring contest lasted for a good long minute, before Buffy smiled 
insincerely, and cleared her throat. "Well, you?ll have to excuse us, Tony. 
But we were just going to take a walk on the beach."

"We were?" Willow inquired, this being the first she had heard of it.

"Yeah...you know...all that sand and surf? You just love all that sand and 
surf", Buffy rambled, handing Willow her sandals. "Got to get there before 
the tide comes in."

"Pleasure meeting you, Tony", Buffy called over her shoulder as she dragged 
an apologetic Willow away from the stunned man.

*****
To be continued...
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