FIC: Filling in the Gaps (1/?) NC-17

["Red Willow" <reddwillow@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Title: Filling in the Gaps (Sequal to The Spaces Inbetween)
Author: Red Willow
Email: reddwillow@xxxxxxxxxxx
Disclaimers: All characters and reference to belong to Joss Whedon, ME, and 
all them other peeps, i'm just using them to make my own fun. Story concept 
and ideas are mine. Unknown characters such as Casey, Claire, Shelley, 
Andi... are of my own creation... they probably wouldn't be allowed near 
the set let alone on the show! Girl/Girl action... you no like, you no read.
Distribution: Just ask!
Pairing: B/W T/others (might be more later...)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Follows The Spaces Inbetween, same time period, about a day later. 
Buffy and Willow go to a party and have some fun... a few things come to 
light, Tara's "darker" side is revealed, and later in the fic, Buffy and 
Willow face other issues...
Notes: Though i use no lyrics in the next few parts, i do mention such 
groups as Orgy, Static X, Prodigy, Garbage, and The Crystal Method. If you 
don't know who these groups are, you should really give them a try.
Feedback? HA! I thrive on feedback, for it is the food that keeps me 
fattened and ripe with pride! er... uh, yes, feedback is nice. ;-)

***
?So you don?t know these girls?? Buffy asked, holding her black leather boot 
in front of her as she slid her foot in.
?Who?? I asked coming into her room to retrieve my necklace off her bedside 
table.
?These? girls? the ones having the party.? She clarified.
?Oh? nope.? I closed the clasp and let the charm fall onto my chest where it 
lay in the open V of my shirt. ?Tara seems to think I should know them 
though?? I shrugged, turning to appraise myself in the mirror. ?I might have 
met them? but they don?t sound familiar.?

Buffy stood up, brushing down the front of her leather pants.

?How do I look??
?Hot. Like you always do.? I grinned, giving her a quick wink before turning 
away again to readjust my shirt.
?So does that mean I?m party worthy?? She asked stepping behind me. ?I 
could change.?
?Mmmm? better not change? I might not let you get your clothes back on.? I 
told her, pressing my back into her chest, feeling the swell of her breasts.
?Oh really??
?Mmm Hmm?? I turned and caught her lips with my own.

We kissed deeply and at length, tasting fresh mint and sweet lip-glosses, 
our tongues slowly tumbling back and forth.

Breaking off the kiss, Buffy leaned her forehead against mine and whispered 
against my lips, tickling them.

?We could? stay here tonight? have a little fun on our own.?

I giggled. She was insatiable and I loved it.

?I don?t know Buffy? we did tell Tara we?d go. They?re probably already on 
their way.?
?But Will?? She whined, pulling my hips toward her, cutting off the 
remaining space between us. ?Dawn?s not even here tonight.?
?Yeah, ?cause you sent her to Xander?s so you wouldn?t worry.?
?Oh yeah?? Buffy grinned. ?And she?s spending the night? we could??

I cut her off with my finger to her lips.

?We said we were going, and we?re going.? I stated firmly.

She pulled away from me, pouting. She was so cute, decked out in 
Slayer-worthy leather, pouting because I wouldn?t let us stay home to have 
sex all over the house, and I knew that that was exactly what she had in 
mind.

?Okay? here?s a deal.? I said, stepping to her.
?Deal??
?We go to the party? a-and if you?re not having fun and want to leave, we?ll 
take a cab home? and then we can??
?Okay!? She agreed readily, shaking my hand.

I looked at her suspiciously for a few seconds.

?You?re not going to have fun, are you??
?Gee Will,? She started, shaking her head. ?I?ll try? but I can?t promise 
anything.? The sarcasm dripped off her words.
?Buffy?? I warned.
?Hey we shook on it.? She pointed out. ?If there?s no fun for Buffy we come 
home.?

She spun around with a huge grin on her face and grabbed her keys before 
exiting the room. Before I could get another word in I heard the doorbell 
ring.

?They?re here!? Buffy yelled from the end of the hallway.
?I?m coming, I?m coming.? I mumbled, checking myself once more in the 
mirror.




***


?They?re here!? I shouted back down the hall before heading down the stairs 
to let Tara and her friends in.

Opening the door, I saw Tara standing there in a very low cut maroon shirt 
that showed off her creamy cleavage quite well. I had to force my eyes away 
from the sight in front of me to look in her eyes and smile.

?Hi.? She gave me a short wave and a smile.
?Hey Tara. Will?ll be right down.? I stepped out of the way to let her in.
?Oh, okay. This is Casey.? Tara said, motioning to the girl standing behind 
her. ?Case, this is Buffy.?

Casey stepped into the house and smiled. She was tall. Very tall. Her short 
hair was dyed a deep purple and she sported a ring in her nose. From the 
sleeveless shirt she wore, I could see the black tribal tattoo that circled 
her upper arm. It reminded me of Faith?s.

?Hi there.? She said with a quick smile.

I looked up at her and smiled back, trying to hide my shock at her height.

?Oh I know? I?m tall.? She said nodding. ?I get that all the time.?
?Oh, well? I?m kind of on the short side actually.? I responded lamely.

She simply smiled back, before looking around the foyer.

I heard Willow start her descent down the stairs and all three of us turned 
to watch. A grin spread across my face as our eyes met briefly, remembering 
how we?d spent the last two hours before getting ready for the night.

?Hey guys.? She said nearing the bottom.
?Hi Willow.? Tara smiled. ?This is Casey. Case, this is Willow.?
?How?s it going?? Casey asked with a smile.
?Great, you?? Willow asked back.
?Just great.?
?So everyone?s great?? I asked, ready to get this show on the road. The 
quicker I got us there, the quicker I could convince Willow to head back 
home.

Three sets of eyes turned to me briefly before I sighed inwardly and turned 
toward the door.

We piled into Casey?s Red Civic and quickly headed down the road.

?So where are we going?? Asked Willow beside me in the back seat.

Tara looked back. ?You know w-where Kent Prep is??

Willow nodded.

?We?re in the apartment complex near there.? Added Casey as she began the 
perilous task of parallel parking in front of the liquor store.
?Oh.? Willow sat back.
?Told Claire I?d pick up some more liquor.? Casey said to Tara who nodded, 
releasing her seatbelt.

She turned back to the two of us as Casey got out.

?You staying here?? She asked.
?Yeah, we?re cool.? Willow nodded.
?Okay.?

We watched Tara follow Casey into the liquor store before turning to each 
other.
I caught her in a kiss before she had a chance to say anything and tugged 
gently at her bottom lip, demanding access. She parted her lips and I 
slipped my tongue inside, exploring the confines of her warm, wet mouth. Her 
hand tightened its grip on my thigh as she leaned into me, meeting my tongue 
with hers. We kissed at length, our mouths pulling and chasing back and 
forth, breathing large puffs of air out through our nostrils, determined to 
get in as much kissing before Tara and Casey came back.



***


I turned back toward Willow and Buffy as Casey closed the door.

?You staying here?? I asked.
?Yeah, we?re cool.? Willow told me.

I looked between the two briefly before adding a quick ?Okay? and followed 
Casey into the liquor store.

The store was brightly lit, with rows and rows of every type of liquor one 
could possibly want. Cases and displays were stacked anywhere there was 
room and walking through without touching one was hard work. It smelled like 
spilt whisky and mildew, reminding me of my Father?s bedroom after my Mother 
passed away.

?So w-what are we getting?? I asked Casey, looking around at the array of 
dark colored bottles in front of us.
?Hmmm? well Claire said to make sure we got Tequila? which?? She looked 
behind her, glancing around. ?Is over there.?

She pointed at a large gold and white display.

?Oh? I?ll get it.? I made my way over to the tequila display and looked at 
several different ones before glancing back at Casey. ?Which do I get?? I 
asked.

She looked back toward me again and I held up a small white labeled bottle 
and another, gold labeled one.

?Get the gold, but get that big one right there.? She pointed off to my 
right and I followed where she was pointing.

I picked up the jug-sized bottle, questioning who on earth could drink that 
much.

?This one?? I asked her walking back to her.
?Yup.? She nodded glancing down at the jug in my hands before returning to 
the two bottles she was trying to decide on in her hands.
?What?s that?? I asked.

She grinned and gave me a sly look.

?You really don?t drink much do you?? She asked.

I blushed at my naiveté and shook my head. ?O-only when I?m with you guys? 
a-and then? I just drink what you give me.? I laughed at my absurdity.

Casey gave me a large smile and snaked her arm around my shoulders.

?Don?t worry ?bout it, Tar, we?ll break you in yet.? She laughed and 
squeezed me tighter. ?Okay? this is Southern Comfort? I can?t decide if I 
want the white or black??
?S-southern C-comfort?? I remembered the last time I drank that stuff and it 
was not pretty. ?I-I think I?ll be passing on that tonight.?
?Oh come on? you seemed to like it last time.?
?Last time I w-woke up naked in your bed and I could hardly remember most of 
the night? plus? I w-was sick for two days.?
?Well that?ll happen when you try to finish a whole bottle by yourself.?
?W-w-what??? I asked, unbelieving. Surely I hadn?t drank that much.
?Sweetie?? She touched my chin with her fingertip. ?Claire hates this stuff. 
There was just me and little ol? you doing those shots? and I honestly 
thought I wasn?t going to be able to keep up.?

I shook my head in disbelief.

?No way.? I stated. ?I don?t drink.?

She gave me a knowing look.

?W-well? I used to? um, not drink.? I shook my head, a grin creeping onto my 
lips. ?I really drank that much?? I asked her again, looking up.
?Totally.? She gave me a quick peck on my forehead. ?But, we?ve got um?? She 
looked around before returning her attention to me. ?Vodka, rum? Mmm? 
Kahlua??

We walked around the store, picking up bottle after bottle until both our 
arms were full of brown and clear liquor.

?I guess that?s it??
?This is all? really?? I asked, the sarcasm evident in my tone.
?Funny girl.? She placed her bottles on the counter, then took mine and did 
the same. ?Actually? whoever?s there already will be real happy when we get 
there? there?s hardly anything left from the last time.? She presented her 
ID to the questioning man behind the counter. ?Never restocked.? She 
clarified, turning back to me.
?Oh.?

Casey paid and the mustached clerk bagged the bottles, separating them into 
two large paper bags. We walked back toward the door where Casey stopped 
suddenly.

?Hey Tara??
?Yes?? I asked looked up at her.
?What you said before? about waking up naked in my bed??
?What about it??

I watched the frown form on her face while she struggled for whatever it was 
that she wanted to ask.

?It?s just that?? She looked me in the eye and I could see the worry dance 
around in hers. ?You don?t? I mean? you?re okay with this? right??

I smiled reassuringly and put my hand on her arm, squeezing lightly.

?I don?t do anything I don?t want to.? I told her. ?U-unless? I mean? unless 
you put a spell on me?? I grinned.
?Shyeah? right. Witch Fu, that?s me.? She laughed lightly, knowing it 
sometimes still bothered me what Willow did, but for the most part, I was 
over it, over her except in an only friend type capacity.

She opened the door, holding it open for me as we stepped back into the 
fresh air of an early Sunnydale evening. Upon nearing the car though, she 
stopped again suddenly, causing me to almost lose the grip on the paper bag 
held to my chest as I nearly ran into her.

?What-??
?Uh? I think we just found out if Buffy?s into girls.? Casey said glancing 
back at me.
?Huh? What are you-?

I followed her line of site to the car. Though it was already starting to 
get dark, the street lamp and the lights from the store made the view plain 
to see. Buffy and Willow were caught up in a desperate lip lock, holding 
each other tight. I had no doubt that this was not their first kiss.

?Oh?? I sighed, wanting to avert my gaze, but unable to.
?Um? you didn?t know? about that?? Casey gestured toward the car.

I shook my head, still staring in disbelief at what I saw. Willow?s hand 
was roaming up the side Buffy?s neck and Buffy?s hand was tangled in 
Willow?s hair.

?I-I?? I wasn?t sure what to say. ?I think? I knew W-w-willow had a? thing? 
for her? but??
?You don?t think they? before???

I looked at her in shock. Willow wouldn?t do that to me. Would she? No way. 
I shook my head, knowing in my heart that she wouldn?t have done that. 
?No? absolutely not!?

Casey put up her hands and took a step back in defense.

?Okay? calm down. I was just wondering.?
?S-sorry? but no. I think this is? must be a new? thing.?

I glanced back toward the car just in time to see them break off their kiss 
and I quickly averted my gaze again. Casey was already near the trunk, her 
hand fishing in her jean pocket for her keys.

?Come on Tar, we gotta jet.? She told me.

I made my way over to her, putting my bag in the trunk next to hers. I made 
sure not to look in the backseat. I don?t know why, but for some reason, I 
just didn?t want them to know I saw them.

?Get everything you need?? Buffy asked as we climbed back into the car.
?Yup, all set.? Casey answered brightly before gunning the engine and taking 
off down the road.


***

I broke away, knowing we had to stop and let my forehead rest against hers 
briefly before quickly reclaiming her mouth, sliding my tongue over her 
bottom lip. Her fingers laced into my hair, pulling me back tighter against 
her and I slid my hand up her neck, loving the feel of her soft skin under 
my hands. I found her pulse point and let my finger linger there. Quickly we 
kissed, desperate for a few extra seconds of each others touch and taste.

Muffled voices not far from the car made us pull back. Good thing too, I 
glanced out the side window to see Tara standing there holding a bag as 
Casey came toward the car. I sat back on my side of the car, straightening 
my shirt and running my hands quickly through my hair. Buffy did the same, 
producing a compact to check herself.

?We should just tell her.? Buffy said quietly.

Casey and Tara were at the back of the car, putting the bags in the trunk.

?I know? it?s just? kind of weird.? I bit my lip, unsure if I could convey 
my feelings.
?You and me?? She asked, concerned.

I looked over at her, catching her hand on the seat between us.

?Never us.? I smiled and squeezed her hand, trying to reassure her that it 
had nothing to do with us as a couple.
?Just? telling her? and?? I shrugged. ?Maybe you?re right. O-okay? idea.?
?What?s that??
?You can tell her!? I said excited, completely convinced that would be the 
best course of action.
?Uh? don?t you think you should do that?? She questioned, looking at me 
closely.

I rolled my eyes at her logic.

?Grumble grumble.?

Casey and Tara got back into the car.

?Get everything you need?? Buffy asked them.
?Yup, all set.? Casey smiled in the rearview before she gunned the engine.

We took off down the street and I leaned back, sliding down a bit in my seat 
for the ride, knowing it was at least twenty minutes to Kent Prep. I watched 
as Tara leaned over Casey, smiling up at her briefly, before turning down 
the visor and retrieving a CD from the sleeve there.

?This one?? She asked Casey who nodded her approval before Tara sat back in 
her own chair.
?Way cool Tar.? Casey continued. ?You guys like Orgy?? She asked looking at 
us in the rearview.

?Excuse me?? Buffy asked quickly.
?Music group, not an offer.? Tara clarified for us.
?Yet.? Casey added with a grin.

?Uh? don?t think I?ve heard them before.? I told them as I watched Tara swat 
Casey?s arm playfully for the last comment.

In return, Casey grinned back at her, placing her hand on Tara?s corduroyed 
thigh and giving her a squeeze.

?Like you?ll say no later.? I heard Casey say softly right before the music 
started.

Tara?s blush flooded all the way down her neck, and from my angle behind 
Casey, I could tell Tara was trying to keep a grin off her face. From her 
reaction, I could tell that at some point she hadn?t refused that offer in 
the past. My ex-girlfriend turned the volume up considerably and we were 
inundated with a heavy bass line and loud percussion. I had never heard 
them as far as I knew, but so far, they sounded pretty good. I was surprised 
though, to see Tara already into the beat, mouthing the words along with the 
singer. I also noticed that Casey didn?t remove her hand from Tara?s thigh, 
which made me wonder if they weren?t going out and she just never told me, 
or did I just assume that Casey was going out with Claire?

?So?? I started, leaning forward to put my face near the backs of their 
seats. ?You and Claire are together then?? I asked glancing from the girl?s 
hand on Tara?s leg to her face.
?More or less.? She answered simply, keeping her eyes on the road.
?Oh.? I wasn?t sure how to respond to that.
?We?re uh? non exclusive.? She continued.

I still wasn?t sure what she meant so I nodded as if I did anyway.

?They have an o-open relationship.? Tara explained, glancing at me before 
she looking down at the hand on her leg briefly. She didn?t turn back toward 
me, instead continued singing the song that was on while looking out the 
window.

?Oh, so? you see other people??
?Sometimes.?
?But you? live together? right??
?Yup?? Casey turned nodded, turning onto another road. ?Actually, there?s 
very little seeing other people without Claire or I involved.?

I frowned, not sure what she meant. Tara always was good at reading my mind 
and again she had to clarify things to me.

?What Case is saying, is that they have an open relationship that allows 
them to see other p-people besides each other? but most of the time, they 
simply invite? hmm? a third party to join them? does that make sense?? She 
asked, searching my face.
?Oh? okay.? I nodded that her description made a lot more sense now, but it 
still didn?t mean I got it.

I leaned back in my seat again turned my body toward Buffy, lacing my 
fingers with hers on the seat between us. I caught her eye and then gestured 
with my own toward the front of the car, trying to convey that something was 
going on between Tara and Casey. She was oblivious, as she often is not 
barring demons and vampires. That doesn?t make me love her any less, just 
makes me want to try harder.

I squeezed her hand, grabbing her attention again and made my eyes wide 
before swinging them in the direction of our companions. She shrugged her 
shoulders as if to ask ?what??
I rolled my eyes and made her look down at my hand. I pointed my index 
finger toward the front of the car, then showed her my hand, placed it on 
her thigh briefly, before pointing to Casey. Again I put my hand on her 
thigh before pointing to Tara. I could see something dawning in her 
features.

Abruptly she sat up, replacing my previous spot.

?So?? Buffy started. I saw her glance down between the two before she 
continued. ?Is this an intimate setting, few friends good times kind of deal 
or uh drunken frat type frolic??

Casey laughed at that and from between where Buffy was seated and the driver 
side car seat, I saw her remove her hand from Tara?s thigh to cover her 
mouth as she laughed.
Buffy sat back with a scowl on her face.

?I? I?m sorry? it?s just that?? Casey laughed some more, shaking her head.

Again, Tara had to interpret. ?Casey and Claire have a strict policy against 
anything Greek.? She explained.
?Yes, we have a? a very open party.? She smiled at Tara who nodded. ?We 
don?t pay to have friends and we hate groups that discriminate, for uh? 
obvious reasons??
?Oh? yeah I could see that.? Buffy nodded.

I remembered the few parties that we attended at Riley?s ?frat? house and 
wow, always loads of fun boy, let me tell you.

?Mmmm? most of the time we just have a few friends over, hang out? and do? 
other stuff?? Casey grinned at Tara, who again couldn?t help the blush that 
came over her face and I was soon dying to know just what my ex-girlfriend 
had gotten in to. ?But tonight? well there?s gonna be a lot of people there 
with it being Spring Break. Most of our neighbors are gone, but my friends 
Shelley and Andi live next door and above us is Melissa and Jen. We sort of 
all decided to throw a big party.?

As if on cue, Casey turned into the small apartment complex, going past the 
first set of buildings toward the back. I looked out the window as a small 
crowd of people came into view near the end of the second building.

?Guess this is it.? Buffy said looking toward the crowd of mostly girls hung 
on the stairs between the first and second floors.

Casey pulled into one of the only empty parking spaces, beeping the horn for 
a few stragglers to move out of the way. The three girls who had stood 
there moments before waved happily at us before turning back to their 
conversation. The deep thumping of bass and percussion could be heard even 
inside the car.

?Okay,? Casey started as she shut the engine off. ?That?s me and Claire?s 
apartment there,? She pointed straight ahead where an open door provided a 
view into a very crowded apartment. ?We have the liquor. Shelley and 
Andi?s,? She pointed to the open apartment beside hers. ?They have food and 
beer, probably more liquor. Directly upstairs you?ll find Mel and Jen, they 
have the keg and probably a few bongs? so if that?s not your thing? well it 
can get pretty smoky in there.? She giggled softly before stepping out with 
the rest of us behind her.

As soon as we exited the car, Casey and Tara were greeted by most of the 
women standing outside.

?You get the feeling Tara comes here a lot?? I asked Buffy who had met me in 
front of the car, looking from apartment to apartment and the many people 
that littered in and out.
?You noticed that too huh?? She asked, pointing toward two girls making out 
on the balcony. ?And that??
?Oh wow?? I couldn?t believe what I was seeing.
?Come on Will? let?s mingle!? Buffy joked, grabbing my arm and dragging me 
into Casey?s apartment.




"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.

Memento Mori. Remember that you must die.


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