Re: Fic: Pretty Please (part 2/3) W/T/B NC17

["amberbensonfan" <AmberBensonFan@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Ouch ::sizzle:: Hot hot hot! I want MORE MORE MORE! :-) Please?


Jude
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--- In buffywantswillow@y..., "TheBear!" <thebear@e...> wrote:
> Title: Pretty Please? (with Whipped Willow on top)
> 
> Author: TheBear!
> 
> Spoilers: up through season 5: Triangle
> 
> Pairing: W/T /B (eventually)
> 
> Summary: Riley finally got a clue and left Sunnydale (Thank GOD! 
That
> pathetic excuse for a man was really starting to get on my nerves!!)
> Buffy is a wreck, Willow's a wreck, Fortunately Tara knows how to 
fix
> everything.
> 
> Warnings: NC17 Ahoy! This starts off Angsty, sappy and sweet, but
> there is BDSM and assorted Smut ahead!
> 
> Author's note: Dedicated to Red- here's your glove, Pet.
> 
> ***
> 
> Part 2
> 
> 
> 
> Buffy was too busy with her internal conversation to hear a word the
> instructor was saying "More like spraying." she mused to 
herself. "How
> surreal is my life?" she asked herself silently. "Last night I 
fought a
> Troll; today I'm worried about the professor spitting on me. Can 
we say
> 'Eww?'"
> 
> 
> 
> Her thoughts, despite her best efforts, kept drifting back to the 
look
> she had seen on Willow's face this morning in class: 
satisfaction. "She
> looked like she had been well and thoroughly." Buffy's thoughts went
> from words to pictures as she imagined what could put such a look 
on her
> best friend's face. What, not who. She knew who. Even if she 
hadn't
> automatically assumed that Willow's girlfriend Tara had been 
responsible
> for that blissful expression, the smug 'cat who ate the cream' look 
on
> her face, and pointed glances toward the exultant redhead would have
> given it away. ". Ate the cream. Mmmmm" she thought before 
mentally
> slapping herself. "Bad Buffy! No thinking of Willow's cream! 
Even if
> you have always wanted to taste. Stop it!"
> 
> 
> 
> Buffy lived in denial about her feelings for Willow. It was easy at
> first. Girl-girl relationships in highschool were virtually unheard 
of,
> plus Willow had a crush on Xander- clearly hetro-gal. Then there 
was
> Angel, Hunk of manly goodness with a Psycho surprise in the 
center. By
> then, Willow had Oz, and Buffy would never interfere with that
> relationship. 
> 
> 
> 
> Then when Oz left, Buffy almost went for it, despite the fear of 
messing
> up their friendship, and of course the fear that Willow was Hetro-
Only.
> She went as far as telling her that she loved her, holding back the
> corresponding thought that she wanted her, also. Then it seemed 
like
> Willow was practically throwing Riley at her, and he was 
cute. "Really
> nice arms," she thought. Riley was sweet too, but Buffy would have
> rather had Willow.
> 
> 
> 
> Then came the shocker- Willow rejected a returned (and apparently
> wolf-free) Oz, in favor of a Witch in her Wicca group named Tara. 
She
> had been stunned, and Willow thought she was freaking out over the
> thought of her being with a girl, well to be honest, she was; but 
not
> because it repulsed or disgusted her. Rather, she was kicking 
herself
> for not being brave enough to tell Willow how she felt about her.
> 
> 
> 
> So, Buffy latched onto Riley. And, Riley was sweet, and cute, and 
nice.
> "and boring, and needy, and then there's the whole Blood-whore 
thing!"
> she thought. Honestly, though, she was just using Riley. She was 
in
> love with the idea of being loved. Xander had hit the nail on the 
head
> when he accused her of treating him like a convenience. Even at 
then
> end when she was chasing down the helicopter, she was more afraid of
> being alone than she was of loosing Riley specifically. "It's 
better
> that he's gone," she tried to convince herself. 
> 
> 
> 
> The only problem was, now she was alone again. And lusting after 
her
> best friend, whose girlfriend was sitting right next to her, right 
now.
> 
> 
> 
> Sitting there with that same smug grin she had had all day. 
Looking far
> hotter than she had any right to look. And she was back to being 
stuck
> on that thought, "What did you do to Willow to make her look like 
that?"
> 
> 
> 
> Almost unvoiced in her head was the quietly whispered thought; "I 
wonder
> if you could you do it to me, too?"
> 
> 
> 
> ***
> 
> 
> 
> Tara was trying to pay attention and take notes, but it was hard. 
She
> kept flashing back to how she had woken up that morning to the 
sensation
> of her lover's mouth firmly attached to her yanni- tongue buried 
deep
> inside, and nose swiping back and forth over her little nubbin. She
> didn't know exactly how long Willow had been down there, but it 
seemed
> like only a few moments after waking that Tara was blessed with 
pulsing
> waves of pleasure rippling out from her center and through her body 
to
> her toes and fingertips. She thought for a moment that she could
> actually feel the follicles on her scalp quivering in sympathetic
> delight. 
> 
> 
> 
> Her lover kept locked in place until the waves subsided, loudly 
slurping
> down every last drop of her passion. She then proceeded to gently 
clean
> her up with her tongue. Tara then watched through half lidded eyes 
as
> her lover slowly ascend her body, gently kissing and stroking her 
with
> her face. When she finally got to her mouth, she dropped a gentle,
> almost chaste kiss on her lips and then said in her little-girl 
voice,
> "I just wanted to thank you. you know- for last night? It was. I 
never
> imagined. wow. Just, wow. Thank you Tara."
> 
> 
> 
> All in all, that was exactly how Tara would want to wake up every
> morning for the rest of her life, if she could.
> 
> 
> 
> Of course, thoughts from this morning weren't the only things 
serving to
> distract her from the professor's lecture. Tara's plans for this
> evening were even more titillating. 
> 
> 
> 
> For a long time she had wondered if Buffy wanted Willow. She seemed
> reasonably happy with Riley, certainly quite active with him. 
However,
> she occasionally noticed Buffy looking at Willow with what could 
only be
> described as. longing. The thought of watching Buffy and Willow
> together was definitely causing some moisture to collect in Tara's
> center. What was making her almost salivate, however, was the 
thought
> of putting Buffy over her knee like she had done with Willow last 
night.
> "Who'd have thought? Shy little Tara, a closet Dom?" she thought
> humorously. 
> 
> 
> 
> This morning she had noticed Buffy noticing Willow. Willow had a
> still-sated look on her face from her spanking the night before, 
and it
> seemed to be arousing Buffy. She could barely drag her eyes from
> Willow's face long enough to answer any questions or comments Tara
> brought up. It wasn't until Willow was completely out of sight as 
she
> left the other two for her 9:30 a.m. class that Buffy actually 
managed
> eye contact with Tara for the first time that morning. Tara thought
> that Buffy might be amenable to suggestion, if she presented it in 
the
> right manner- after all, she knew Buffy would do anything to help 
out
> her best friend.
> 
> 
> 
> Even though the thought of broaching the subject with the Slayer was
> making her very nervous, she focused on the fact that she had 
promised
> Willow that she would make her fantasy come true. Plus. she really,
> really wanted to spank Buffy.
> 
> 
> 
> ***
> 
> 
> 
> After class, Buffy and Tara both got their stuff together and 
walked out
> of the room in silence. Each lost in their thoughts. 
> 
> 
> 
> Buffy was alternating between thoughts about Willow- and Tara 
putting
> that expression on Willow's face- and guilty self-flagellation for
> having such naughty thoughts about her friends. 
> 
> 
> 
> Tara was rehearsing in her head her angle of attack to get Buffy to 
join
> her and Willow for a little spankfest tonight. When she thought she
> finally had it worked out in her head, she tried to get Buffy's
> attention. "Buffy, Can I talk to you about something? Buffy?"
> 
> 
> 
> After several moments Buffy finally realized that Tara was talking 
to
> her. As it happened to be in the middle of one of her bouts of
> self-recrimination, she was especially mortified. "Oh, God Tara! 
I'm
> so sorry, I was. My mind. Sorry. What were you saying?
> 
> 
> 
> "Wow- blushing, babbling Buffy is almost as cute as Willow!" Tara
> thought. Out loud she answered, "I w-wanted ask for a favor. I 
need
> your help with Willow."
> 
> 
> 
> Buffy's eyes opened wide in concern and she gabbed Tara's arm as she
> came to a halt, "What's wrong with Willow? Is she Ok? Are you guys
> having."
> 
> 
> 
> Not wanting another meltdown like yesterday, Tara hastily reassured 
the
> worried Slayer, "No, no! She's ok. We're fine, its just."
> 
> 
> 
> "What, Tara?" 
> 
> 
> 
> "Willow's having a hard time dealing with an e-emotional issue. 
It's
> kind of something she has been worried about for a while now and she
> needs your. and mine. she needs our help to work through it?" Tara
> asked, playing up the shy act a little. She felt a little bit 
guilty
> for trying to trick her friend, but weighed against the mental 
image of
> Buffy's tanned bottom turning a rosy-pink as she laid in to it; 
well.
> she decided she could live with a little guilt.
> 
> 
> 
> Buffy was embarrassed at her own ambivalence over the thought of
> problems between Willow and Tara and didn't even ask what the 
problem
> was, she just said, "Yeah, yeah. Of course, Tara. Look, Mom went 
on a
> buying trip since she's feeling so much better, and she took Dawn 
with
> her- kind of a bonding thing since Dawn was so upset about the whole
> hospital thing. So, it's just me for the whole weekend. Why don't 
you
> guys come over at about 9? If I'm not back from patrol yet, just 
let
> yourselves in and wait, Ok?"
> 
> 
> 
> Tara couldn't keep the half-smile off of her face, and she hoped 
Buffy
> mistook it for gratitude. "Thanks Buffy, that would b-be great!"
> Before Buffy could ask any details, Tara said, "I'm going to g-go 
find
> Willow, Ok? We'll see you tonight, OK?" As she hurried off, she
> thought "Perfect! Buffy is going to have her socks knocked off 
when she
> walks through that door. I just hope the slayage isn't too rough
> tonight. I want her horny, not exhausted."
> 
> 
> 
> ***
> 
> 
> 
> Buffy walked in the kitchen door to her house, wondering if the 
girls
> were here already. "Honey, I'm home!" she yelled out. "Hmm, I miss
> having a honey waiting to see me," she thought. "Mmmmm, I'd really 
like
> to have Willow waiting for me to come home."
> 
> 
> 
> Buffy's reverie was broken when she heard Tara calling from 
upstairs,
> "We're up here Buffy!"
> 
> 
> 
> Buffy's thoughts returned to Willow's 'problem.' She'd been 
thinking
> about it during her patrol. Thinking, and thinking, and thinking.
> She'd been jumped by a couple of vamps while she was distracted with
> thinking. One of them she dusted easily, but the other pulled a
> jackrabbit and took off while she was dusting his friend. She had
> chased him down and would have caught him but he leapt into a 
passing
> pickup and she wasn't quite close enough to grab a hold. Needless 
to
> say, she was pissed off about it. 
> 
> 
> 
> As she went up the stairs she couldn't help but remember one of her 
and
> Faith's conversations. "Isn't it funny how slaying makes you 
hungry and
> horny?" Buffy had been mortified when all of her friends all 
turned to
> look at her with that questioning glance. She made some inane 
comment
> about yogurt. 
> 
> 
> 
> The truth was, she was could usually handle the feelings that 
slaying
> caused. Usually. But, when one got away- when there was no climax 
to
> the battle; she was left feeling. frustrated. Usually those nights
> found her riding poor Riley nearly through the bed (not that he
> complained), or- when she was single- giving her vibrator a serious
> workout. 
> 
> 
> 
> Usually her vibrator fantasies included visions of her best friend,
> Willow, which left her feeling guilty when they were younger, and 
just
> more frustrated now-a-days.
> 
> 
> 
> As she opened the door to her room she was muttering under her 
breath,
> "It's a good thing Tara's here, or I'd be half tempted to jump." 
Her
> thoughts came to a screaming halt and her jaw headed for the floor 
as
> she took in the sight before her.
> 
> 
> 
> "I'm glad you're here, Buffy," Tara purred in a most decidedly
> Un-Taralike voice. "Willow needs your help."
> 
> 
> 
> 
> 
> 
> 
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