Re: Anne-Lise's Snippets (Edition 8)

[buffythebushkangaroo@xxxxxxxxxxx]

> looks into space with a dreamy smile on his face
> Thank you!

As long as you wipe up after yourself.

> awww, wait, let Quin make it better 
> takes Anne-Lise's fingers and plants
> tiny kisses all over them
> There, that better? :-)

*enigmatic smile*

Anne-Lise.

--

Buffy sat quietly beside Willow, while Giles did some research in 
the cool breeze of his patio area. The pair were sipping from glasses 
of fresh lemonade and just enjoying the quiet.
Willow put her glass down and sighed softly.
"Penny for your thoughts," Buffy said.
Willow's face darkened a little. "I'm not sure you can buy *these* 
thoughts, Missy!" Willow declared.
"Thinking about Tara?" Buffy teased.
Willow sighed again, expressively. "Not really. We're having a bit 
of a bad patch at the moment." She stared at her glass watching the 
bubbles slowly rise.
Buffy nodded, opting for silence as the wisest course.
"I was just thinking..." Willow began then stopped.
"Mmm?" Buffy prompted.
Willow shook her head. "Nope, you'd be shocked. You're easily 
shockable."
"Try me," Buffy said.
"Well," Willow lowered her voice. "Come closer, and I'll whisper a 
secret in your ear!"
Buffy's grin brightened the whole room. "Ooh! Secrets!" She scooted 
over to sit closer still.
Willow leaned close to Buffy, her mouth right next to Buffy's ear, 
and whispered, "I want to kiss you, Buffy."
Buffy blinked.
"Told you! I knew you'd be shocked," Willow said as Buffy's mouth 
remained open.
Buffy turned to gaze thoughtfully into Willow's eyes, then suddenly 
the Slayers hand held Willow's chin as her lips pressed forcefully 
against Willow's. Willow sank into the unexpected kiss, returning it, 
fighting for purchase...
The kiss lasted for quite a long moment before they had to break 
apart for mutual oxygen-gathering.
"How was that?" Buffy asked, her eyes shining.
Willow's response was to kiss Buffy once more, equally passionate, 
equally demanding.
This time it was Buffy who broke the kiss. "This I could do all 
night!" she declared. "But there's still some Slayage to be done, and 
the night's not getting any younger."
"Buffy?" Willow enquired breathlessly.
"Yes?"
"How... Why... Why now?" Willow failed to make a coherent question. 
And she was so good at them normally!
Buffy's response was to just grin widely as she twirled her stake, 
rammed it into her belt, and walked gaily through the half-open front 
door.

*

Willow lay awake in the dormitory she shared with Buffy, waiting 
for the Slayer to return. Just as she was on the edge of sleep, she 
heard a muffled expletive and Buffy's hands appeared on the 
windowsill. The Slayer levered herself into the room.
"Hey you," Willow whispered from her bed.
Buffy gazed down at the smiling witch-girl. She felt exhausted 
after a long night's Slayage, but even so, she realised that to not 
show affection for Willow now would leave her feeling upset and 
rebuked.
Buffy sat on the edge of Willow's bed and they kissed. Willow's 
tongue expertly sought Buffy's, who made up for lack of experience 
with wilful exuberance. Willow ended the kiss and caressed Buffy's 
cheek softly, before trailing kisses down her neck and throat and 
along her clavicle. Buffy herself enclosed Willow's ear momentarily 
with her mouth, flecking it with her tongue to moisten it, then 
pulled away to blow cool air on its sensitive skin.
Willow's kisses moved lower, and Buffy used the opportunity to 
caress that beautiful red hair she so adored. Buffy adored stroking 
Willow's hair, finding the feel of it incredibly sensual. Buffy lay 
back and Willow followed, opening Buffy's blouse and pressing her 
full lips against the rim of Buffy's lacy bra, tracing the faint 
swelling above Buffy's breasts.
"I want you," Buffy breathed. "I need you." The tiredness had left 
her now, she realised. In its place was a raw, undaunted need.
Willow's slender fingers brushed aside Buffy's bra and stroked 
tenderly over the exposed nipples. Willow kissed Buffy's nipples, 
caressing them with her tongue, eliciting sensual moans from a deeply-
aroused Slayer. Fingers teased at Buffy's left breast as Willow 
sucked expertly at her right, her teeth tugging gently at the nipple.
"Oh God, Willow, yes..." Buffy moaned, needing more, needing 
release...
Willow's fingers found their way down to Buffy's sex and Buffy 
arched against this new and sensual pleasure. Her mouth found its way 
to Willow's own breasts, small yet perfect, and she returned the 
pleasure Willow had given her, albeit clumsily yet enthusiastically. 
The first orgasm encompassed Buffy as a mild wave of pleasure, 
which grew in intensity as Willow's fingers teased her clit. Buffy's 
whole body went rigid with pleasure, and she gasped and sighed, 
floundering on the sea of erotic sensation. 
The sounds of Buffy's passion seemed to drive Willow wild, and soon 
the Slayer was helping Willow achieve orgasm of her own. Willow 
furiously bucked her hips against the Slayer's questing fingers, 
writhing and twisting with pleasure. Willow's orgasm was a wild 
tumult that set her ears ringing, and left her body tingling. 
"Oh, Buffy!" She sighed weakly.
Buffy smiled down at her friend and lover. "I'd really like to go 
on but I've nothing left. I really do need to get some sleep." She 
bit her lip, nervously.
Willow's smile lit her heart.
"We've all the time in the world," she said.