The Slayer And The Witch - Chapter 12 - Slow Love

["Stefan Akerblom" <nagarek62@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Hey again people.

I've finally decided to release Chapter 12, this one's a LOT more 
intense (in my opinion anyway, but what do I know) and this one's really got 
me in a bit of a dither. I'd really appreciate a lot of feedback on this 
(private email or otherwise) especially from anyone who hasn't given me any 
before, as it's just a bit more grown up (I hope) and I'm pretty nervous 
about what sort of reaction I'll get, hopefully a positive one. Please be 
aware that this dips into the NC-17 rating finally, if chapter 11 didn't 
quite get there. So without much further ado, please enjoy!

Stef.



The Slayer And The Witch - Stefan Akerblom - nagarek - nagarek@xxxxxxxxx
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Critique:	Yes please, but no flames (I'm flammable)
Warning:	Building to NC-17, f/f relations, possibly f/f/m
Characters:	Willow, Buffy, Xander, Anya, Giles, Tara, Angel, Dawn, Spike,
Wes, Cordy, Oz (?), nurse Becky Chapel, nurse Erin Lonsdale,
Main Pairing/s:	Willow & Buffy, maybe Giles/Becky/Erin - who wants to see
that? :o) (not sure yet about Anya/Xander ... maybe) time will
reveal all!
Disclaimer:	Joss Whedon owns all in the Buffy Universe, I have merely played
and embellished, not claimed any rights, apart from a couple of
nice nursies!
Brief: Buffy and Willow have both recently lost their partners, Willow is
hospitalised and Buffy is almost paralysed with guilt over it, both
Willow and Buffy realise how much they really mean to each other,
they embark on a voyage of discovery and figuring out a way to
break their new relationship to their friends while keeping the
minions of the hellmouth from taking over. Meanwhile solutions
present themselves which can have far reaching effects on Buffy
and Willow's future.
Distribution:	Anyone who likes it enough to host it, just please give me a
link to where it's hosted

Many thanks go to:
Crys Loch (pagansoul@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx) for answering my email, and
a lot of inspiration and much encouragement (you said just the right
things to make me think while I channeled Willow),
Dan Spector (danspector@xxxxxxxxx) for some much needed help
with authenticity,
Casandra (jeepy91@xxxxxxx) for answering some silly and some um ...
extremely awkward questions, you're very special,
Thanks also to all the other great people on BuffyWantsWillow, you
make this worth so much to me,
to Cairo (played at ear-splitting volume) for setting the mood,
and Gino Vannelli for speaking to Buffy's heart in a song.
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Chapter 12 - Slow love

Buffy woke up in the morning when her cd player alarm clock began playing, 
and felt a hand holding her own ... Willow. Willow lay beside her, red hair 
tousled in sleep, a peaceful look on her bruised face. Buffy moved herself 
onto her elbow and simply watched and listened to the red-head as she slept. 
Buffy was entranced by Willow, and the song that came on next seemed to fit 
perfectly with how she felt about Willow right at that moment. The words of 
the singer crooned in a voice filled not only with hinted lust, but also 
something incredibly loving, gentle and personal, something that matched how 
Buffy felt ...

I want some slow love, the kind that lasts forever ...
the kind of love that will be there in the morning,
and I want some slow love, the kind that leaves me never ...
the kind of love that lasts a long long time.

Now don't mistake my coldness, for a cold heart ...
I want you more than you should know.
It's just these days, I'm not inclined to move so fast ...
why don't you stay a while, say a hundred years, or so ...

and make some slow love, the kind that lasts forever ...
the kind of love that will be there in the morning,
I want some slow love, the kind that leaves me never ...
the kind of love that lasts a long long time ...

I'm not inclined, to live a lifetime in one night ...
although I long to touch, I yearn for much, much more ...

... slow love, the kind that lasts forever ...
the kind of love that will be there in the morning,
I want some slow love, the kind that leaves me never ...
the kind of love I thought I'd never find ...
the kind of love that lasts a long ... time.

Buffy was surprised that as the song faded out, she could feel her eyes had 
filled to overflowing with tears, tears of pure happiness. The song hadn't 
ever affected her emotionally that way before, in fact nothing ever had. It 
had to be the gentle soul that now lay beside her in her own bed that was 
causing this, who now belonged in her life forever ... or for the next 
hundred years or so. Buffy smiled and sniffed softly, wiping the tears away 
with the heel of her hand. This is silly, I've never been this emotional, 
why has Willow all of a sudden affected me this way? There had to be some 
reason, not just the accident, not just the relief Buffy felt at having 
Willow still in the world with her, not just her own acceptance of her love 
for Willow, it had to be because Willow had declared her love for Buffy, and 
she had done so to some of the people who mattered the most to them both, 
and for the most part they had blessed their decision. There could never be 
a better day than every day from now on, because she had Willow. She grinned 
and sniffed again, the tears abating, she moved her hand to the side of 
Willow's head and gently pushed the sleep-tousled red mop out of the way, to 
see her face more clearly. With all the horror that had happened in Buffy's 
life in the last year, with her mother's death, her own, her return to a 
cold harsh world far removed from that heavenly place where she had felt so 
happy and complete, all of a sudden it occurred to her why she felt the way 
she did, why she felt such happiness and was crying so much all the time.

Willow had torn Buffy out of heaven purely because of her love for Buffy, 
without caring what possible harm she was doing to herself in the process, 
Just after the casting when they were running away from demons in the 
Sunnydale Woods, Xander had guessed instinctively that Willow had done 
something dangerous that she should never have attempted. When Buffy had 
felt that something was awry with herself, that Willow had brought her back 
to the world somehow changed and wrong, she had asked Tara to research the 
magic Willow had used. Tara had discovered the spells to be incredibly 
powerful, much more potent than Tara had at first realised, delving into 
dark magics and sorceries best left untouched. Tara's research had also 
shown that the spells Willow had used could easily have gone amiss, the 
consequences catastrophic to herself if anything went wrong at several 
pivotal moments during the incantations. But Willow's actions had been 
driven purely by her love for Buffy, and she hadn't hesitated for a single 
moment, even though the spells could easily have destroyed her, or worse, 
driven her own spirit into an unknown hell dimension. Buffy knew the pure 
love Willow felt for her was the same love she felt for the red-head, and it 
was the same feeling of love she had felt in heaven. In a sudden dawning of 
realisation, she knew the feeling of love she had felt in that far off place 
came from Willow, she had felt the girl all the way from heaven, her love 
and grief at losing Buffy had reached across the dimensions. And now they 
were finally together. This world remained stark and harsh and ugly, but 
Willow turned it into the only place Buffy wanted to be, to be anywhere else 
now would be unbearable, unthinkable, impossible to deal with. And she knew 
right then she was obsessed with Willow, with wanting to keep her safe, with 
making sure she knew Buffy's love for her was immeasurable. And that could 
get dangerous, in her zeal to make sure Willow was safe and secure, she 
might push her too hard. The song had said it best ... slow love, the kind 
that lasts forever, the kind that leaves me never. She would have to be wary 
of driving Willow too hard and driving her away.

But right now, it seemed that Willow was the one who was wanting to 
progress further faster. Buffy had been satisfied with Willow's statements 
of slow love, she'd been prepared to go easy and take whatever time the 
red-head needed. But as soon as they had been alone in the bathroom, the 
thermostats had gone haywire and both girls had almost lost their control. 
Maybe she wouldn't need to be so careful ... oh why was this so complex, why 
wasn't it just easy like it had been with Angel and Riley? She thought on 
that, biting her lip and trying to explain it to herself, the only thing she 
could think of was that Willow had been her best friend first before she'd 
become her lover. Buffy was simply afraid still that Willow might not feel 
the same way about her once the heat and dust had settled. That felt like 
the answer, so the best thing would be to talk to Willow about it when she 
woke. Which was now because all of a sudden she saw that Willow was looking 
at her. Buffy smiled.

"Hey, good morning beautiful." Willow yawned and stretched and rolled onto 
her side facing Buffy. God I'm pathetic, I even think her yawning is cute, 
Buffy ribbed herself mentally.

"Hey Buffy, Morning, how is it today, feeling a bit less wound up than last 
night?" Willow winked at her and smirked. Buffy laughed.

"Um ... yeah, just a bit. That was incredible, where'd you get that from, 
the ... ear thing? And how'd you know it'd drive me insane, much?" Willow 
grinned and closed her eyes.

"Oh .. just some tantric thing Tara taught me, pressure points and stuff. 
The ears are loaded with points that trigger emotions and physical reactions 
throughout the body. I just ... triggered some is all! Did you like it?" 
Buffy looked at her and grinned hugely.

"Like it? I loved it, nobody had ever done that to me before. It was ... so 
intense. Uh ... one question though, I hope it's not just the ears that 
trigger those sorts of things, I mean ... well ... ear sex ..." Buffy 
cringed. Willow laughed then.

"Oh no, lots of places on the body have pressure points, it's just the ears 
were easy ... you know, for me to reach in my ... my present state. But 
there's lots, the backs of the knees, elbows, the neck, the throat, the ... 
um .. the nip ... chest ... you know ... breasts, toes ... lots of places. I 
just can't easily reach a lot of them because I'm a bit broken still ... but 
I promise I'll get better and show you more." Buffy looked at Willow, eyes 
deeply in contact.

"Would you be too broken to show me how to do it to you? Or can't you ..." 
Willow's eyes opened wide.

"Oh sure ... oh ... OH ... would ... you ... would you be ok with trying 
that stuff so early, you've never ... you know ... with a girl ... before?" 
Buffy licked her lips and grinned.

"Sure I'm sure, but before I do anything, my cd player woke me up this 
morning and played me a song, I want to play it for you." She leaned back 
and triggered the machine and the music began again. Willow lay and listened 
to the soft mellow voice until the song ended.

"That was beautiful Buffy ..." Willow said softly "... really lovely."

"I ... you said you wanted a slow start Will, I don't want to hurt you or 
do anything you can't deal with just yet. I want you to trust me and let me 
try the things you do to me a ... and other things, but if it's too fast, we 
can slow or stop ... if ... if you want." Willow looked into Buffy's eyes.

"It's ok Buffy, somehow I had the idea maybe you'd be ... uh ... Slayerish 
even in ... y ... your ... when you made ... love, I just wanted to be sure 
you understood this is still new to me too, and I just can't deal too well 
with the physical ... yet, well not too rough anyway. I need slow gentle ... 
loving ..." Buffy's eyes flickered.

"I can do gentle Will ... you'll just have to trust me." Willow began back 
pedalling.

"Oh ... oh ... no ... I ... I didn't mean you'd treat me badly ... I just 
meant gnhff ..." her words were cut off as Buffy leaned forward and planted 
a kiss on her lips. She pushed Willow down onto her back and kept contact 
with her mouth the whole time, after a while she sat up, she crossed her 
arms and grabbed the hem of her singlet, and pulled it over her head and 
threw it off the end of the bed. Willow's eyes followed the action, and when 
Buffy again could see Willow's face, she saw the red-head gaping open 
mouthed at her. Buffy's face pinked as she locked eyes with Willow. she bent 
forward and began undoing the buttons on Willow's top. When all were undone, 
Buffy held her hands before her, beckoning to Willow. Willow grasped Buffy's 
hands and sat upright. Buffy helped the girl remove the top, Willow then lay 
back down again.

Buffy's eyes roamed over Willow's chest, looking intensely at the breasts 
and nipples which she'd seen the night before. The skin was so pale as to be 
almost transparent, the nipples so pink and so delectable looking, almost 
like pointy cone shaped berries. Willow looked at Buffy's upper body and was 
amazed that someone who had undergone so much pain and combat could still be 
so clear skinned and whole, there wasn't a lot of scarring or other signs of 
her job as the Slayer. But she did see hard trained corded stomach muscles 
rippling under supple taut skin, arms like steel springs inside silk, she 
saw the immensely powerful physique hidden by a thin sheath of tanned downy 
skin covered in goose flesh. Either Buffy was cold or she was a little 
embarrassed or just simply excited, her face certainly showed she wasn't 
entirely fully composed, but she did nothing to cover herself up. Willow saw 
a pair of firm breasts slightly larger than her own, two pert pink nipples 
perched on their apex, slightly darker than her own, rosy red and looking 
like they needed some special attention. She reached out and cupped them in 
her open hands. Buffy closed her eyes, leaned her head back and drew breath 
sharply through her nose at the contact. Willow played her thumbs and index 
fingers over the two ripe buttons, tweaking them softly, Buffy went from 
breathing through her nose to panting hoarsely through her open mouth. She 
opened her eyes and looked down, pressing her hands onto Willow's breasts 
and doing back to Willow what she was doing to Buffy. Willow squeaked softly 
and her eyes sprang wide and she stared open mouthed into Buffy's lust 
smouldering eyes. Buffy's tweaking of her nipples was sharp and intense, but 
not hard, just right, perfect. Willow's breath was coming in short sharp 
gasps as Buffy's hands played over her chest, stroking and tweaking, cupping 
the breasts, kneading their firm flesh.

Willow's eyes closed and she fell into the sensation, she could feel Buffy 
moving on the bed but didn't look to see what she was up to, she was simply 
too caught up in the heat of the emotion and pleasure Buffy was bringing on 
in her. Then she found out what Buffy had been doing, she felt sharp teeth 
nip at her left nipple. Willow opened her eyes and yelped then, a high 
pitched sound which made Buffy look up sharply in alarm. Willow saw that 
Buffy had inched her way down the bed, kicking away the bedclothes as she 
went, until her face was over Willow's breasts. Willow just grabbed Buffy's 
hair and pulled her face back down to her chest, an obvious signal to 
continue. Buffy opened her mouth then and ran her tongue wetly across the 
nipple, which brought a groan from deep in Willow's throat, her back 
arching. Buffy moved across to the other nipple, licking across it and 
continuing back, to then suck the little berries into her mouth and clamp 
her teeth softly around them. Willow's breath was coming in ragged panting 
gasps, spasms from her sore side ignored as she abandoned herself to the 
rapture, feeling the heat rising in the center of her own body, radiating 
out from her womb. Buffy licked from nipple to nipple, her tongue circling 
the skin of the surrounding aureola until they were engorged, filling with 
blood and becoming super sensitive. Willow was amazed that Buffy was this 
adept at pleasuring her, she hadn't thought that she'd be this knowledgeable 
about what to do to another girl, she had certainly not been this confident 
while exploring her own beginnings with Tara. But Buffy always had been more 
confident in everything she did, she was a fighter and a leader, and now it 
looked to Willow like she was drawing upon those confidence laden qualities 
in love as well.

After a while of this, Buffy sat up kneeling, reached to Willow's waist and 
began drawing the elastic of the boxer shorts down her body. Willow arched 
her back slightly to allow Buffy to pull the material free. Buffy then drew 
the shorts carefully down Willow's legs and off her feet, discarding them 
off the end of the bed. She then stood up on her knees and began pulling her 
own shorts down. For the first time, Willow saw the blonde thatch of Buffy's 
pubic hair and her breath caught in her throat, it was trimmed short like 
her own, but more like a thin band than her own triangle, the fuzz did 
nothing to cover any of the flesh beneath, to all intents and purposes Buffy 
was almost completely bare. And Willow could clearly see the pink lips of 
her pussy peeping out from the vee of her legs, sweet nectar was already 
oozing, leaving slick wet trails along Buffy's legs. At that sight, she 
growled ferally and almost stopped breathing. Buffy knelt to one side to 
free her legs, and removed the shorts completely, tossing them carelessly 
off the end of the bed. She rolled onto her hands and knees and crawled up 
the bed to lie down beside Willow, her body pressed hard into her right 
side, her right leg over Willow's right leg, carefully avoiding contact with 
Willow's knee or ankle. She pressed her knee upward, and soon contacted with 
Willow's pussy, pressing into the fleshy folds and rubbing softly up and 
down, all the while sucking gently on her right nipple, her hand cupping the 
firm flesh to bring the nub closer to her lips, to her tongue, to her teeth. 
Willow moaned with pleasure and tried to reach down with her left hand to 
touch Buffy's pussy, but the angle didn't permit that, so she lay back down 
and closing her eyes she just moaned as Buffy pressed her knee more firmly 
against the cleft, riding it up and down, pressing the hidden little button 
that lay inside the two puffy fleshy outer lips. After some minutes of this, 
Willow began to shudder and lost herself completely. Her throat already raw 
from her rapid breathing, she gave out a series of hoarse little howls, her 
body jerking and shaking as the climax spread relentlessly out from her womb 
throughout her system.

"Ohhh godddd ... ohh godd ... nnnhhggghhh ... oh god ... ohhh ... ohh ... 
oh ..." Willow tried to catch her breath " ... ohhhh! Buffyyy ..." She 
licked her lips. Buffy looked up from her vantage point at Willow's breast, 
a big grin on her face.

"Well ... I can see someone who SO didn't like that!" Willow laughed at 
her.

"Yeah, like pfffttt ... god that was intense. You're amazing for being so 
new to this, how do you know what to do?" Willow frowned "Sayy ... you ... 
haven't been keeping a secret from me now, have you?" Buffy looked at her, 
nonplussed.

"What ... me? Me with ... naah! I ... just know, I think of how it would 
feel to me ... and I just do what I think would feel nice. And by your 
reaction it seems to be working." Willow nodded with a grin, and swept the 
red mop of sleep and sex tousled hair off her forehead, a fine sheen of 
sweat covering her face.

"Huh ... okay then smart girl, prepare to meet thy doom ..." Willow gave 
her an evil looking grin and began sitting up.

"Ohh ... this SO doesn't sound good!" Buffy said goodnaturedly. she looked 
at her and wondered what the girl was up to. When Willow was kneeling on the 
bed, she began pushing Buffy down to lie flat on her back. She arranged 
Buffy so she lay in the middle of the bed, then scooting down to her feet, 
she pushed Buffy's legs up until the knees were bent, her feet flat on the 
bed. Willow pressed gently on her knees, parting them and pushing the feet 
apart. Buffy was a little perplexed what Willow was doing but said nothing, 
just relaxing and letting the red-head have her way. Soon Willow walked over 
her body, to lie in between Buffy's legs, her body draped over Buffy, the 
mound of her pussy pressed up hard on Buffy's. She lay down and began 
kissing Buffy intensely on the lips, tongue working over her mouth until 
Buffy opened up and her own tongue came out to play, Willow pushed her 
tongue into Buffy's mouth and they pushed and stroked each other's tongues 
for some minutes, their breath coming in rapid nasal breaths as their joined 
mouths wrestled. After a while, Willow disengaged her lips and began edging 
her way down Buffy's body. "Buffy ... got a surprise for you, close you 
eyes, and don't open them." Buffy nodded breathlessly, her eyes shutting, 
thinking to herself ... when can I open them then ... Willow continued 
edging her way down Buffy's body, Buffy could feel hot breathy kisses along 
the length of her torso, she felt licks from breast to breast, but it was 
brief, tenuous contact with Willow's mouth. She thought Willow might have 
been out of breath or in pain or something and couldn't keep up the pace ... 
damn maybe I'm going too fast. She then felt Willow move down further, felt 
her mouth on her stomach, kissing and licking. She giggled and cringed.

"Oho ... ticklish huh? I'll have to remember that!" Willow smirked, and 
poked her tongue into Buffy's navel. Buffy shrieked and could barely hold 
herself still.

"Don't you dare, my bellybutton's always been very ticklish. I warn you, 
I'll probably boot you across the room accidentally if you keep that up!" 
Willow gave a soft laugh and stopped torturing her tummy, and Buffy felt her 
edge herself lower. A momentary pause while Willow seemed to adjust herself, 
Buffy kept her eyes closed as promised. Then she felt the probing 
fingertips, the soft intrusion of two fingers spreading the outer lips of 
her pussy apart, and she almost panicked. This was something Angel and Riley 
had done to her, Riley's fingers had pressed into her body, warm and hard 
and frantic and impatient, Angel's hands cold and slow and patient, his 
years of experience slowing the frantic pleasure that mere mortals felt with 
such frenetic rapidness. She didn't panic however, she placed her trust and 
love in Willow, and she waited a moment while Willow seemed to adjust 
herself some more, no doubt to make her sore body more comfortable.

Then Buffy felt it! A probe on the tip of her clitoris, a press, warm and 
wet, a pushing from side to side. a stroking, rapid and slow and then rapid 
again. She opened her eyes and looked down, incredulous to find Willow, her 
mouth clamped onto her pussy. She felt Willow's tongue press in between her 
inner lips and move up from the entrance to her vagina all the way up to 
buffet her clitoris gently, then back down again. Buffy arched her back up 
and growled like a feral animal as she felt Willow's tongue penetrate her, 
the tongue stiff and pressing deep into her vagina. She climaxed almost 
instantly, flooding Willow's face with slick juices that began oozing 
immediately. She bucked and howled and clamped her legs together so hard 
that Willow cried out. But for the moment Buffy was lost in herself, in her 
body's release, she neither heard Willow nor did she feel the pressure 
Willow was applying to her thighs, until she began to plateau and come down 
off the high, then she finally heard Willow.

"... owwww ... Buffy ... god it's like a vise ... BUFFY!!"

"Ohhh ... goddd ... ohh ... Willow, I'm sorry ... hnnn ..." she relaxed her 
legs as much as she could, but they continued twitching and shuddering. But 
Willow could at least sit upright, and disengage from the powerful clamping 
force. "... ohhh god Will ... that is ... with no doubt ... the totally ... 
most incredible thing I have ever felt!"

"Huh ... thought I was gonna lose my head there for a sec, you were 
squeezing so hard I almost popped." She looked at Buffy and held her head as 
if it was squeezed out of shape, she broke into a huge grin then and laughed 
out loud. Buffy could see Willow's mouth and chin were covered with the lust 
she had spilled. "You're gonna have to learn to squeeze a bit less ..."

"Uh ... Will ... looks like you're ... a bit wet ..."

"Huh?" Willow looked at her for a second, wondering what she meant, then as 
the penny dropped, she smiled, and ran her tongue around her slick wet lips. 
"God Buffy you taste ... wonderful, like ... mmm ... like vanilla, or 
caramel or something ... it's so tasty." Buffy looked at Willow, surprise on 
her face.

"Uh ... Will ... you actually like that ... stuff?" Willow looked back at 
her, brows creased and a grin on her face.

"Oh yeah, there's nothing quite like it ... it's the essence of the 
goddess, it's the well-spring of life, and you'd like it too I bet."

"Uh ... ok, if you say so ... but I bet you taste like strawberries ... 
even money!"

"It's a bet ..." Willow lay down as Buffy came up, she did as Willow had 
done. As she lay, Willow rubbed her hand over her face, and much to Buffy's 
amazement, she licked her fingers clean, "... God Buffy, it's so potent, 
it's ... euphoric, must be because you're the Slayer ... it's extra creamy."

"Well then ... between the two of us we should be a bit like strawberries 
and cream!" Buffy grinned at her joke. Willow gave a short quick laugh. 
Buffy worked at trying to make Willow comfortable, not wanting to touch her 
knees in case she hurt the sore one, Willow helped some by laying back and 
spreading her legs apart then laying her knees down out of the way, giving 
Buffy a completely spread open view of the red-head's pussy. Buffy took a 
deep breath and let it out slowly. "Hope I can do this as well as you did 
Will." Willow looked at her, head cocked on one side as she relaxed and 
smiled.

"Just do what feels right Buff, you'll do fine." Buffy looked forward, and 
saw an incredible sight. She saw pink skin and red hair and freckles and 
heat and lust, she smelled and sure enough there was the strawberry scent 
that was all pervasive with Willow, as well as a fragrant musky undercurrent 
that was heady and almost intoxicating to Buffy. "Just getting my bearings 
here ..." she bantered nervously, feeling a little awkward. She reached 
forward, touching the skin gently, it seemed to vibrate under her fingers, 
seemed to shudder slightly at her touch. She rubbed her hand gently over the 
red mat on top of Willow's mound, the colour was hypnotic, there was a 
certain element of the colour of Willow's hair that had always drawn the 
Slayer's eyes, that had always been like a beacon to her. No matter where 
they went, Buffy would always be able to find Willow if she could see her 
hair. And here was the very center, the pure essence of the woman that was 
Willow, and it was spread out before Buffy like a buffet.

She continued exploring gently, her fingers pushing and gently prying, 
fingertips dipping inside the folds of Willow's outer lips. She heard Willow 
draw a sudden breath and hoping it was for the right reasons, she continued 
exploring. She ran her fingers extremely slowly down the slit and soon came 
to the nub of Willow's clitoris, felt it's rubbery little knob under her 
index finger and pressed it gently, her fingers becoming slicked by the 
oozing juices. At contact with the clitoris, Willow moaned and writhed 
slowly, her legs moving in a rhythm all their own. Buffy softly rubbed the 
button inside the lips, blindly because she could only feel it, she couldn't 
see. But it seemed to be having the right effect on Willow.

Buffy moved her other hand into place, and using both index fingers, she 
gently prised apart Willow's outer lips. She found inside a coral pink set 
of inner lips, completely slick with juice and extremely slippery. She 
looked and saw the inner lips unfurl and as she continued pressing Willow's 
pussy open, she saw the entrance to her vagina finally exposed. On a whim 
she plunged a finger into it's depth, and felt Willow shudder and squeak, 
her heels grinding into the bedsheet, her moans increasing and her breathing 
quickening. The feeling Buffy got from inside Willow's body was incredible, 
it felt like slippery wet silk, hot and so wet, a sheath of pink muscle that 
grabbed in spasms at her finger as it rubbed inside Willow, she could see 
the juice literally almost dripping off her fingers and onto the bed from 
where her hand dipped into Willow's well-spring. She drew out her finger and 
brought it to her face, she sniffed and smelt an aroma that drove her Slayer 
senses wild with passion, Willow smelt of pure unadulterated sex. A drop 
began forming and dripping off her index finger, Buffy quickly stuck her 
finger into her mouth and almost climaxed herself from the taste. She had 
never in her wildest imagination felt anything like that, and wondered 
incredulously that anything on earth could taste so good. she greedily 
lapped every drop off her fingers, the smell and taste driving her wild with 
desire.

> From that moment on she spread apart Willow's outer lips and plunged her 
face in between her legs, her tongue pushing between the lips and into 
Willow's vagina. At that, Willow began a low moan which quickly rose in 
pitch until it became a high pitched squeal, her legs quaking and her back 
arching, she began bucking and bouncing on the bed.

"Uh ... oww ... uhnn ... owww .... ohhhhh ... unhh ... ow ... ohhhhh ... oh 
god, it's so good and it ... ow ... hurts ... ow ... damn this ... broken 
ribs!" Buffy wasn't sure whether to laugh or apologise. After taking some 
moments to calm herself down, Willow drew a deep trembling sigh. "God Buffy 
... you're ... you are ... amazing. for someone who's never done this 
before, you're incredible." Buffy looked up over Willow's body and smiled, 
her face was almost entirely covered by a slick sheen of Willow's essence. 
She moved up to lie next to Willow, who began to move herself so she could 
lie over the top of Buffy. when she got into place, Willow began licking at 
Buffy's chin, and running her tongue over the Slayer's lips, lapping up and 
over her nose.

"Hey ... no fair, you got all mine, I want some of yours ..." Buffy pouted. 
Willow grinned and lapped up some that coated the top lip under Buffy's 
nose. She kept her tongue out and moved towards Buffy's face, and plunged 
her dripping tongue between Buffy's lips. Buffy sucked on Willow's tongue 
like an icecream, slurping the nectar off eagerly. "Mmmm ... God you taste 
so good Will, and it IS like strawberries ... I had no idea ..." Willow 
continued licking Buffy's face. Then briefly stopped to speak.

"You don't, not until you try it, then it's something you can't live 
without any more. It's heavenly, and for that matter you taste pretty good 
yourself." Buffy looked up into Willow's face as the red-head lapped and 
cleaned Buffy's face with her tongue, every now and then giggling as she 
realised how bizarre this must look if someone had been out there observing. 
Eventually Willow stopped and ran her fingers across Buffy's cheek. "Aww ... 
all gone." she said and pouted playfully, a cheeky smile forming slowly.

"Well I think we can officially announce that we're a couple of pervy bi 
gals now!" Buffy said with a grin. "This was definitely not what I had in 
mind, it's more and ... and better, it's ... god ... so unbelievable." She 
ran her fingers over her own face. "I feel like I've been covered in cotton 
candy and it's melted." She smelled her fingers which had been buried inside 
Willow, and again plunged them into her own mouth. "Boy ... is this ever 
gonna take some beating ... and now I'm completely pooped, how about we 
sleep another couple of hours, then ... ohh ... Dawn, gotta get her to 
school." she sighed and groaned. "I ... I'd better shower and get ready." 
Willow quirked an eyebrow at her and smiled.

"Well there's still an hour to go ... what say we have a shower together, 
that'll save time and water!" Buffy looked at her, she had a wicked gleam in 
her eye and a cheeky grin.

"Sounds like good conservation sense to me ... ok, race ya!"

Continued in Chapter 13 - Peas in a pod

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