Fic: For Melinda

[buffythebushkangaroo@xxxxxxxxxxx]

*hugs to melinda*

My account on yahoogroups seems to have been destroyed, so am trying 
this through my pseudonym.

*sigh*

Anne-Lise.

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I have to be better than this. Faster. Much faster. My hands become 
a blur, moving beyond conscious control. Faster still, faster...
"You sure you're not going to tire yourself out?" Who... Oh, Giles. 
I don't want to talk to Giles right now.
"I'm sure." I pretend the punching bag is Glory. The hellbitch who 
kidnapped my sister and is threatening to kill her. I won't let that 
happen.
"We're ... still working on ideas. Time's short, but, uh, best leave 
it to the last moment. If we go in too early and she takes us out, no 
chance of getting her to miss her window."
"Then we wait." I give the punching bag a final vicious swing that 
snaps its chain, sending it careering across the room. Angry, God how 
I'm angry.

*

I'm hot, angry, perspiring madly, and so I take a shower in the 
small room off Giles' training hall. I'm just rinsing off, when to my 
surprise Willow opens the door and jumps in the shower with me. 
Now we've seen each other naked before. She's stayed at my house, 
and we share a dorm and have had gym classes together... But seeing 
the beads of perspiration dancing on her breasts just took my breath 
away.
I have to fight an unbidden urge to just reach out and touch them, 
to feel her soft skin and firm breasts in my hands. I can almost 
imagine her nipples getting hard to my touch, like mine do when I 
play with them.
I must have staring for quite awhile, because out of the blue 
Willow takes my hand and slides it up to her right breast, allowing 
me to cup it gently. And as my hand grazes her breast, I hear a small 
gasp escape her lips. I feel my heart beating a thousand times faster 
than it had been just moments before in the heat of battle. I lightly 
slide my hand up and dance the tips of my fingers lightly across her 
nipple. I look up and see how she's closed her eyes, enjoying the 
feel of my hands on her body.
Then she embraces me, and her arms drape around my neck pulling us 
closer together. Its the most erotic feeling, as our breasts touch, 
as our nipples rub against each other's and as our bodies roll into 
one another, I feel the soft tickling of her fiery pubic hair against 
my own. 
Then it happens; our lips meet for the first time. We kiss, her 
soft lips lightly touching mine, and then I feel her soulful passion 
as she grinds her lips forcefully against my own. I return the kiss, 
sliding my tongue into her waiting mouth, tasting her for the first 
time.
The feel of her hands running down my body is just incredible and I 
don't know if I will ever have the words to describe it. I can feel 
the heat from her netherlips as our legs began to intertwine, as I'm 
sure she in turn can feel the heat from mine. I quickly raise my hand 
once more to her breast, and rub my thumb across the nipple feeling 
it spring to life even in the steam from the shower. 
I moan as Willow's finger runs up the inside of my thigh and makes 
its first contact with my outer lips. The intense feeling of her 
touch in my most intimate place overwhelms me. I bend to slightly 
circle her nipple with my tongue, sucking, tasting salt and sweat. As 
I suck harder on her nipple, I hear a throaty moan escape from her 
pouty lips. 
I run my fingernails down her stomach, and she tenses as I slide 
first one finger up the inside of her thigh, lightly running it along 
her labia.
Still sucking on her captive nipple I run my fingers up to the 
crest of her netherlips, and down, deep down, into the moistened 
folds of her labia. I find her clit already hard, and slowly I circle 
it a couple of times with my finger, eliciting a throaty moan. I kiss 
her fully on the mouth as I slide my finger deeper, ever deeper. Her 
muscles grab at my finger, so I describe small circles with my thumb 
on her clit.
Willow settles into an almost rhythmic movement as she humps 
against my hand. We kiss again, tongues intertwining, almost dancing. 
Then I feel her finger slide inside, past my outer lips, tentatively 
at first. I feel her start to enter me with her finger, then pull 
back as I intensify my finger fucking of her. Then I feel her finger 
enter me, and in one push she is within me, causing me to moan. It 
feels too wonderful to have someone I love that deep inside me. Its 
not like I've never masturbated myself or anything, but the feel of 
Willow's finger slowing sliding in and out of me... It drove me wild.
I kiss her and start to grind against her hand and then it happens. 
I feel her thumb on my clit and I have to bite back a scream. Her 
whole body tightens as her muscles clamp around my finger, and then 
I'm lost too in a cresting wave of orgasm that tears into me. I feel 
wave after wave roll across my body as my muscles clench down on her 
finger time and time again. Our thumbs roll across each other clits, 
and we fall against the shower wall, coming down from mutual orgasm. 
I slide my finger out of Willow and look into her eyes. 
"I love you." The words escape before I can take them back.
She smiles, sadly, and whispers, "I love you too. You're my best 
friend. but I love Tara, and if I get her back... She and I will be 
together."
"But..."
"You needed that," she whispers more urgently, her eyes 
pleading. "And I needed to help..."
"Willow..." What can I say? "I love you, and whatever happens 
tonight, I want you to remember that."
She nods, and the smile I love comes back to her face. I feel so 
empty within. Empty as death.
After all, isn't that my gift?