FIC: Deterioration (2/?)

["Shannon" <willows_gal_15@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Okaely-dokely second part! FB pleeeez! :D

Disclaimer: They're not mine? one day they will be? uhhh? they belong 
to Joss & Co. 
Rating: G, maybe PG for one kiss.
Summary: Well, I can't say too much without giving it away. It's 
saaaaaad.
Setting: Sometime after season 6, veryyyy AU.
Spoilers: None.
Notes: It's really short, in the process of writing sequels.... Props 
to Alicia for suggesting the "strawberries and cream" bit. ;)
Distribution: my site, http://www.geocities.com/lusty_wrong_feelings 
and anywhere you want, just ask me first and credit me :)

Spread across a traditional red-checked blanket, Buffy and Willow 
eyed their snacks. Bread, cheese, tomato, butter, tomato sauce for 
some reason, syrups, spreads of various kinds, mayonaisse, mustard, 
hot dog rolls, the reason of which they were packed neither girl was 
sure of, chocolate cake, chocolate in general, whipped cream, 
strawberries and even the last bit of ice cream. "We're never going 
to eat all of this." Willow stated. "Yeah, but isn't it fun?" Buffy 
grinned. Silence fell for a few seconds, as they both inexplicably 
thought back to the morning. 

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Surprisingly, Buffy had been the first to awaken. She realised that 
her and Willow had fallen asleep together, when she tried to strech 
her limbs and instead of searing pain, she found that her legs were 
entwined with someone elses. She had laid in Willow's arms, watching 
her friend sleep. She watched her chest move up and down as she 
breathed. She saw that her eyes were still red and puffy for the 
hours of tears that had leaked from her emerald eyes. The same eyes 
she had seen flutter open that moment. 

"Morning." Willow had said sleepily. "Morning, Will." 

"Buffy, I--" 

"Will, do you--" 

They had both smiled, amused at their minds being in synchronisation. 
Willow nodded to her friend. "You go first." Buffy smiled. "I was 
just gonna ask, do you wanna do something today? Something fun." 
Willow's brow creased as she considered the options. "But Buffy 
you've been so tried... and with the um... the..." Buffy had stared 
down. She hated to feel weak, and that's exactly how she was feeling. 
Buffy knew Willow had picked up on this, as she forced her expression 
to brighten. "You wanna see a movie or something?" Buffy shook her 
head. "I was thinking something a little more active... well, not 
active but outdoors-ish. It's a gorgeous day," she remembred saying 
as she indicated through the window, "And I don't really want to 
spend all day inside. What do you say to a picnic?" Willow had 
genuinely smiled at her friend's romantic.... er, playful 
nature. "Sure, Buff." 

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Buffy shook herself out of her daydream, and poked Willow. "Eeep!" 
Willow squealed, the poke interrupting her train of 
thought. "Willllllllll," Buffy drew out her friend's name. Willow 
rolled her eyes. She knew that Buffy only used this term when she 
wanted something. "What do you want, Buff?" Buffy put her best puppy 
dog eyes on. "Feed me?" 

Those two words sparked something inside of Willow, and she felt her 
knees melt and her heart turn to jelly. Or her heart melt, and her 
knees turn to jelly. She wasn't really thinking straight. She took a 
gulp of air, and replied. "Sure, Buff. What do you want?" Buffy 
looked at her coyly. 

"Strawberries and cream." 

Willow took a spoon, and sliced a bit of strawberry onto it, then got 
a can of wipped cream, and squirted some on the top of the bit of 
strawberry. She aimed the spoon at buffys open mouth, and at the last 
second Buffy turned her head, getting cream over most of her cheek, 
and a bit on her lips. She made no move to clean it off, so Willow 
leaned over gently to wipe the cream off of Buffy's cheek with her 
fingers. She slowly put her middle and index fingers into her mouht 
and sucked the cream off, then leaned forward to lick the cream off 
of Buffy lips. As her tongue worked it's way around Buffy's lips, 
Buffy captured Willow's mouth with her own, resulting in a deep, 
sensual kiss. As Willow let out a slight moaned, Buffy used the 
chance to slip her tongue into Willow's warm, wet mouth and massage 
her tongue. 

After what seemed like hours, they finally broke apart, both panting 
for breath. "What... how... ummm..." Willow blushed, as she tried to 
get her words out. Buffy grinned, and, if possible, moved closer to 
her best friend, and enveloped her into a big bear hug. "Hey Will?" 
Buffy asked. "Umm, yeah?" 

"Let's go home." Willow smiled. "Of course... anything you want."