FIC: The Spaces Inbetween (13/13) NC-17

["Red Willow" <reddwillow@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Title: The Spaces Inbetween
Author: Red Willow
Email: reddwillow@xxxxxxxxxxx or nick_elodian@xxxxxxxxx
Disclaimer: All characters and reference to belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant 
Enemy, and all them
other peeps. I'm just using them to make my own fun. Casey and Claire are 
mine though. Girl on Girl action.. you know like.. you no read.
Distribution: Story belongs to me. If ya want it, just ask and credit me.
Pairing: W/B with a little bit o' Tara and a smidge of Spike
Rating: NC-17 (up to)
Summary: part 13 of 13 S6 and veering off into AU land. Tara's left 
Willow. Buffy slept with Spike. Willow's trying to keep
away from magicks. The spaces inbetween refers to the time between one
relationship and another.... the fight and the makeup, the time spent in 
reflection, dreams...
alone time....
Feedback? I thrive on feedback. Hope you enjoy!

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Things went a little strange at the Scooby meeting. Buffy didn?t want to 
tell anyone right away and I could respect that. So we tried to act as 
normal as possible, but the events of that morning, only a few short hours 
before the gathering, had us both glowing. Only Dawn knew what was going on 
and I had forbade her to say anything.

Giles wasn?t upset about Spike, except to say that we was a pretty good 
source of information but that he was sure we?d find another to replace him. 
Xander started to go off on how happy he was to see him finally dusted and 
good riddance, but I quieted him shortly after because Dawn had become 
visibly upset.

The next few days went by great. Me and Buffy spent most of our time 
together, like we used to in the old days. If felt like we were getting to 
know each other all over again and I loved every minute of it. We talked 
for hours, snuggled, went for long walks, and of course, made love. She was 
embarrassed about making love to me at first, claiming she didn?t want to 
disappoint me and wasn?t sure of what to do. She sure didn?t have anything 
to worry about. She told me it must have been all those years of 
fantasizing about me. I love her so much.

We walked into an empty house, carrying a few bags from the grocery store. 
I put the bags on the counter and immediately wrapped my arms around Buffy, 
holding her close and kissing her cheek.

?I love you.?
?Mmmm? I love you too.? She started, ?What?s this for??
?Nothing? I-I just wanted to hold you. I feel like I haven?t touched you 
all day.? I pouted.
?Will? we?ve only been gone a few hours.? She said with a grin, shaking her 
head.
?O-oh? I see, so you can stand not to be close for a few hours? okay? I see 
how much you love me.? I said, hoping to sound pitiful.

It worked. She turned back to me and grabbed me by the waist, pulling me 
in close and claiming my lips with a deep passionate kiss.

?You know that isn?t true.? She said after breaking the kiss. ?I love to 
touch you.?

A wicked grin crept onto her face and my eyes went wide.

?Oh no you don?t!? I cried, trying to get away from her. I ran around the 
corner of the island, only to have her grab my arm.
?Eep!?

She came up right behind me and put her arms around me, her hands resting on 
my stomach.

?Mmmm? come on Will??
?Buffy?? I whined.
?What?? She asked, feigning innocence.
?You know what Slayer??
?Hmmm? I?m not sure? why not remind me.?

She nibbled on my neck, finding my pulse point and sucking softly.
I swayed, fearing I would falter in my conviction that we would not have sex 
in the kitchen again. We made a mess and Dawn almost walked in on us the 
last time.

Her hand snaked up to cup one of my breasts and my eyes shot open.

?N-no!? I cried, breaking from her hold, turning around, and holding out my 
hand in a ?stop right there? gesture.
?Buffy?? I warned.

She grinned, leering at me.

?Buffy?? I tried again, backing up, almost to the kitchen doorway.
?Willow?? Her voice was coated in lust.

I shook my head and backed up several more steps.

?Don?t? even? think about it Buffy Summers!?

She took a few steps toward me and I turned quickly, sprinting through the 
dining room and into the living room, hoping I could make it up the stairs. 
It seemed that when Buffy was feeling frisky, anywhere we already were was 
as good a place as any and usually I would agree. But the last time in the 
kitchen and the times in the dining room, living room, and on the stairs 
were near run-ins with Dawn as well as Giles, Xander, and Anya.

She caught me at the stairs. Damn!

I was turned on though, despite my conviction for safer sex and I let her 
lift me onto the stairs, pulling her on top of me and, plunging my tongue 
into her mouth. My hand was under her shirt before I was even aware of it 
and she was pulling my skirt up over my knees.

And because we were trying to have a quickie on the stairs, even after I 
tried my damnedest to get us upstairs, the doorbell rang and we froze.

?I told you!? I whispered harshly.

She looked down at me, then down at what she was doing. She wiggled her 
fingers inside my panties and I cried out, slapping at her hands.

?Buffy!?

She tried to stifle her laugh and I just glared at her.

She picked herself up and straightened her shirt. Quickly, I threw my skirt 
back down, straightened my own shirt and ran a trembling hand through my 
hair. I sat on the stairs as Buffy peeked to see who it was.
She turned around with what I thought might be a mix of shock and guilt.

?Who? is it?? I asked her.
?T-Tara??
?What?!? I just knew I was going to freak out.

She came by every now and then, that wasn?t unusual, although mostly we 
stayed out of each other?s way, trying to heal I suppose.

Buffy just stood there and I knew that Tara probably already knew we were in 
here, so I gestured for her to go ahead and open the door.

Tara looked in and smiled, seeing us both in her line of sight. She looked 
good, a bright smile already plastered on her face.

?H-h-hey guys!?
?Uh? hey? Offered Buffy, taking a step back.
?Hey Tara.? I gave her a little wave.

She smiled and looked toward the living room.

?Oh? um? come on in.? I said getting off the stairs.

I caught Buffy?s glare and stuck my tongue out at her before Tara could turn 
around and catch it.

***

?A party?? I asked, a little more than confused
?You want us? to come?? Asked Buffy, shooting me a look. I wasn?t sure what 
kind of look it was supposed to be, but it was a look none-the-less.
?W-w-well yeah? um? you guys are my friends?? She started, then looked 
nervous again and hid her face for a few seconds before looking back up at 
us. ?R-right??
?Of course.? I said. I really wanted to have our friendship back.
?Uh huh!? Added Buffy.
?W-w-well good? I-I mean we haven?t? hung out? and I thought? well my 
friends? um? Claire and Casey? Will, do you remember them??

I shook my head, the names not familiar to me.

?Oh? um, well? Casey?s having some? uh? friends over? and said I-I could? 
w-well if you guys wanted to? to come? guaranteed fun.?

I glanced at Buffy and caught her looking at me for direction.

?Well I-I guess that would be cool??
?Uh, yeah? sure, why not. It?ll be fun? we could use some?? She glanced at 
me grinned. ??more? fun.?

We both offered bright smiles to Tara who smiled back shyly before getting 
her classic ?something?s going on, I just know it? face. I didn?t know how 
to tell her about me and Buffy, not because I thought she hoped to get back 
together with me. I had gotten over that idea soon after she left. What 
bothered me was that I knew she had feelings for a certain blonde superwoman 
and I didn?t want to hurt her again.

We talked for a few more minutes, asking her if she wanted to stay for 
dinner and see Dawn. She declined however, telling us that she had to be 
somewhere, but to give Dawn her love.

?Oh! I-I forgot? wait Tara? I uh? something you left, that uh? well Dawn had 
it??

?O-oh? really??
?Yup! I?ll be right back.?

I went up the stairs, silence following behind me, and down the hall to my 
room.

***

?So?? I said, looking from the ground to her, then back down again.
?Yeah?? She agreed, curving her lips and looking at me through hooded eyes.

I glanced back up the stairs, willing Will to hurry up. Hmm, a willing 
Will. The image of her legs spread in front of me, my hands playing in her 
panties as I pressed into her on the stairs, danced across my mind?s eye and 
I had to shake my head to clear those thoughts away.

I felt uncomfortable standing here with Tara all of a sudden. Any other 
time we would be talking, laughing, even hugging. Since ?the night? as 
we?ve termed it, I couldn?t get the idea of Tara flirting with me off my 
mind, and the fact that I didn?t even know if it was a conscience act or not 
was making everything harder. And then again, maybe it was just my 
imagination.

Before I knew what was happening, being lost in lustful thoughts of a 
moaning Willow, Tara lazily ran her hand up my bare arm and smiled.

I didn?t pull my arm away because I was too confused. Anyone else and I 
would have acted right away, but this was Tara, a friend, Willow?s 
ex-girlfriend, shy, witchy Tara who hid behind her ear and stuttered. What 
was going on?

?So? I?m glad you?re coming to the party.? She said and I noticed she hadn?t 
stuttered once.
?Um? yeah? and Willow too? let?s not forget our favorite red-headed uh? 
friend? Um? yeah, sounds? uh? fun!? I finally was able to step away, 
leaving the soft flirt of her fingers on my goose bumped skin.
?Oh, it will be?? She peered at me as if staking claim.

I swallowed hard and then glanced up the stairs in time to see Willow 
bounding down them. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Tara take a step 
back.

?Hey? here.?

Willow handed what looked to be a charm bracelet back to the blonde witch.

?Oh, I was w-w-wondering where that was. Thanks Willow.? She smiled, her 
shyness springing back into action. I just studied her, trying to figure 
out what was going on and trying to decide if going to this party would be 
such a good idea.
?W-well I better go.? Tara turned to leave. ?Oh and I-I?ll call you 
tomorrow? Casey and I can c-come pick you up.?
?Sure, okay.? Said Will, glancing back at me.
I nodded.

Tara left through the door and Willow turned to face me, a seductive grin 
creeping into her features.
I didn?t respond though, simply stood there, still trying to figure out 
what in the world was going on.

?Buff?? Willow put her hand on my shoulder.

I looked up at her and smiled nervously.

?What? What?s wrong??

I couldn?t respond. I didn?t know what to say. I didn?t know if I should 
tell her what Tara had done, not that it was anything bad. It wasn?t like 
she kissed me, or asked me out when she knew I was dating Willow. Dating 
Willow, that sounds so good. She didn?t even know Willow and I were 
together. And I really didn?t know if there was much of anything for me to 
tell Willow. I felt nothing for Tara, except of course, for the few times I 
thought she had looked way hot. But I was in love with Willow, totally and 
completely and I wanted only her. I had no doubts about that. So then why 
did I feel so guilty?

?Will? Are you sure we should go to this? uh? party??
?Well, why not Buffy? I-I mean, we never really get to do anything with 
other people? a-and we haven?t really been to a party for like? forever! 
A-and it was nice of Tara to invite us? I mean? I-I thought??

I wrapped my arms around her and brought her into a tender kiss.

?Okay?? I sighed in agreement. ?We?ll go.?
I just hoped that that was the right decision.

********
TBC........?
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"What is a poet? An unhappy person who conceals profound
anguish in his heart but whose lips are so formed that
as sighs and cries pass over them they sound like
beautiful music"
-Soren Kierkegaard


Willow: Oh Buffy, you really need to have every square inch of your ass 
kicked.
Buffy: Then show me what you got, and I'll show you what a Slayer really is.

Who the hell am *i* to capitalize myself?


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