Fic: Triune (13/?) B/W/T NC-17

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Title: Triune

Author: The Bear!

Spoilers: up through season 5

Pairing: Buffy/Willow/Tara (Some of the other Scoobies might get a
little some-some as well)

Summary: Ends the Triad Trilogy- Sequel to the Please Trilogy. The new
Triad deals with an angry Hellgod and new relationships are on the
horizon

Warnings: NC17 Ahoy! I Love BDSM. I Love chains and whips. I love
Sex! If any of these gives you the wiggins, then so will this story.
(Part 14 has more of 13's sexcapades, we'll get some more story
advancement in part 15]

Disclaimer: If I owned 'em, they'd have to show it on the Ecstasy
Network.

========== BtVS ==========

Part 14

========== BtVS ==========

As usual, Buffy was the first to wake up. She was still feeling horny
even after last night's multi-orgasmic experience. That battle with the
room-full of vamps had her turned on like a light. Poor Willow had
passed out asleep after her first, initially worrying the Slayer, but
Tara had reassured her. She explained that Willow had provided the bulk
of the power in their lightening spell, and that had worn her out. She
still wasn't very good at drawing power from outside herself- mostly
because she never really had to. Last night had been the first time
that they had cast a single spell that had been big enough to actually
drain the redhead's batteries. Nine or ten hours of sleep and she'd be
all better, Tara had said.

As for the blond witch herself, Tara had pretty much fully recharged by
the time the fight had ended. First off, her 'batteries' weren't as big
as Willow's, and secondly, she was much, much better at drawing on the
power in her immediate environment to 'refresh' herself.

Buffy made a mental note to encourage her pet to practice more. She
didn't want Willow to use dark magics to renew her power unless it was
in a life and death situation. Tara had explained to her that, yes it
was much faster- Willow's main argument in favor of it- but it could be
much more dangerous as well. A practitioner could end up inviting in a
malevolent spirit along with the power if they weren't especially
careful. Buffy didn't want to hold Willow back, the magic was too
important to her, as well as being very useful, as last night proved
conclusively; but she didn't want her lover endangering herself
unnecessarily either.

Buffy moved away from where she was spooned up against her pet, and
Willow rolled onto her back, filling the spot Buffy had been in. The
Slayer considered her pet for a moment, enjoying the sight of her neck
and chest where the covers had slipped down with her movement. Keeping
her eyes on her pet's face, Buffy pulled the covers down just a little
more to expose one coral pink nipple. She leaned in and covered the
nipple in one long lick, and then pulled back to watch it pucker up and
grow hard. Willow's only reaction was a soft sigh.

Buffy smiled at her pet, seeing that she was still deep in sleep. "God,
you're so beautiful!" she whispered quietly. She was tempted to play
some more, but she decided she wanted to play with Tara first instead.
She pulled the covers up to Willow's chin and gave her a gentle kiss on
the forehead.

She moved out of the bed carefully, so as not to disturb her lovers.
She moved to the foot of the bed and took in the sight of her lover and
Mistress. She was laid on her back, as Willow had been draped over her.
Buffy carefully crawled under the covers from the foot of the bed and
stalked her way up between the blonde's thighs, heading for one of her
favorite places in all the world. It was, she pondered momentarily, an
even tossup whether her Mistress' savory, or her pet's sweet was her
favorite. The mere thought of either made her mouth water.

========== BtVS ==========

Tara was dreaming, or maybe remembering. She had gone to sleep, rather
her pet had allowed her to go to sleep, after several orgasms brought on
by her nimble tongue. She had no doubt that Buffy would have continued
for hours longer had she not stopped her, overwhelmed by fatigue at
last. 

And now, in her dreams she was once again experiencing that marvelous
feeling; Buffy's warm tongue, delicately dancing over her intimate
flesh. Still asleep, her thighs parted further as her body reflected
her actions in the dream. "Oh goddess!" she moaned, her pet was teasing
her, kissing one inner thigh, then slowly moving to kiss the other, her
lips ever so lightly brushing against Tara's moist center in passing-
almost as if by accident, except that her tongue darted out to catch a
bit of that moisture on the way.

Gradually, Buffy's actions focused more and more on Tara's weeping pussy
itself. By the time the blond witch achieved full consciousness, the
Slayer's tongue was buried deep inside her love- seeking out the source
of that syrupy goodness. Tara cracked open her sleep-crusted eyes and
saw a vaguely Slayer-shaped lump under the covers between her legs. As
she blinked the grit from her eyes, she lifted the blanket and peered
down the valley of her breasts to see her pet's mop of bed-hair bobbing
up and down at her center.

"Ohh. Good morning, love," she whisper/moaned as she threw back the
covers. 

Buffy looked up to see her beloved Tara's smiling face. She gave her
one long lick, flicking her clit at the end of it and eliciting a gasp
from her lover as she returned the greeting, "Good morning Tara." The
Slayer brought one hand up to her lover's soft center and slid a single
digit inside her slick heat. She crawled up Tara's body, stopping along
the way to kiss and lick the generous curves she encountered on her way
up for a morning kiss- all the while, keeping that finger sliding in and
out of her lover's beautiful pussy.

Tara watched with dilated eyes as her amazing and powerful lover blazed
a trail up her body. The pleasure being served her by her lover's hand
magnified as a second finger joined the first, plunging steadily in and
out of her.

Buffy took great pleasure in pleasing both her lovers. It made her feel
so sexy, so hot when they whimpered and moaned as Tara was doing right
now. When she finally made it up to the blond witch's pouty lips she
kissed her, long and hard- not possessively, but just communicating her
adoration and desire for this wonderful girl. She broke off the kiss
and leaned away enough to focus on Tara's lust filled eyes and said, "Do
you have any idea how much I love you, Tara?"

The lust didn't dim, but was overshadowed by poignant tears as she
replied, "Oh, yes. I feel it every time you look at me," Tara panted
out.

"Good!" Buffy said firmly as she began to grind her thumb against her
lover's clit. She swiftly descended upon her girlfriend's lips once
again, drinking in her cries as the orgasm washed over her. 

When the last waves of pleasure died away, Tara broke away, gasping much
needed oxygen into her lungs. After a moment she calmed and whispered,
"Goddess Buffy, I love you so much!"

Buffy's smile could have lit up the room. "I love you too, Tara. I
love being your lover, I love being your girlfriend, and I love being
your pet." Buffy nuzzled Tara's face, loving the feel of Tara's skin
against her own. "You and Willow have made me so. there's no word for
it. It's like happy and complete and at peace and warm and in-love and
everything else that's good all rolled up into one." She drew back
again to look into Tara's eyes as she smiled and asked, "Is there a word
for that?"

Tara couldn't help but smile hugely at her love. Then she schooled her
features as if giving the question deep consideration. After a moment,
she said, "I think we'll have to make a word."

Buffy giggled and slid down off of Tara, still spooning up to her side.
She noticed that Willow was still fast asleep and a wicked idea came to
mind. She nuzzled the blonde's ear with her nose, and whispered, "Tara,
would you help me with something?"

Tara smiled, assuming the Slayer needed a release of her own, and turned
so she was facing her. She moved her hand down Buffy's naked tummy,
loving the feel of it's muscled hardness under a smooth layer of soft
flesh- that was her Slayer, iron hardness under padded velvet softness.
"I'd be happy to, sweetie!"

Buffy's breath caught as Tara's fingers slid through her slippery flesh,
"Oh, th- that's not exactly what I had in mind." Her hand caught Tara's
as it started to pull away, "But please don't stop!"

Tara's faltering smile perked up into a smirk as she began toying with
her pet's pussy once again. "Oh, what were you thinking then?" she
asked in a deceptively innocent voice.

"I. ah, oh yeah. I was. mmm! Right there!" Buffy squirmed as Tara
touched her in all the right places, playing her pet with the intimate
knowledge she'd gained of the Slayer. As she tried to tell the smirking
blond her idea, Buffy again marveled at how these two girls could make
her feel so damn good. Riley hadn't managed to make her feel even a
tenth as good, not on his best day. Not even after they'd been together
a year. "I thought of. ooohhh. a fun way to wake up W- W- ah! Willow!"
she tried to keep marginally quiet, but Tara was making it so damn hard!
She pulled the larger girl to her and latched on to her faded love bite,
smothering her scream by sucking an biting her lover's flesh.

Tara moaned deeply as she felt the Slayer's muscles quivering around her
fingers as she came. At the same time she felt the sting of her pet's
love bite. She thought with pleasure of how she would repay that
impertinence later.

Once Buffy had stopped quivering and quaking in pleasure, Tara asked,
"So, what did you have in mind?" 

========== BtVS ==========

Xander woke up feeling really good. "Makes all the difference," he
thought. Going to sleep in the arms of a woman, especially after really
great sex, made the difference between waking up feeling great, and
waking up feeling depressed. He had managed to forget that in the few
days since his breakup. "God, how pathetic am I?" he thought. 

It wasn't entirely his fault; he'd gotten used to having sex daily. His
body still thought that was the way things should be, and jerking off
just didn't have the same effect. He'd become dependant on that
physical connection.

Xander opened his eyes and immediately noticed Cordelia wasn't there.
The smells of breakfast cooking explained why that was. Immediately his
stomach reminded him that he hadn't eaten anything last night. "Well,
not anything nutritious," he thought with a smirk, remembering the feel,
taste and smell of Cordelia from last night. He jumped up out of bed
and headed for a quick shower.

========== BtVS ==========

Cordelia remembered Xander's appetite and prepared a giant breakfast.
Her body was still tingling from last night. She shook her head in
wonder every few minutes as the memories of last night played through
her mind. She couldn't believe that was Xander Harris, high school
loser. He had played her body like a fine instrument last night,
drawing out of her more pleasure than she knew was physically possible.
She'd been hoping for a moment's solace- something to take her mind off
of her visions for just a little while. Instead he'd given her
something else entirely.

She felt renewed in body and spirit this morning. The darkness had been
washed away from her. Now she remembered what it was like to really be
alive. Instead of the five second orgasm she'd expected, it had felt
like Xander had plugged her directly into the universe's source of joy
and pleasure and happiness. Even the pain of the visions almost seemed
like they were worth it if she could save people, knowing there was real
and true good out there for people. "Sappy, but true," she thought.

Xander came wandering in fresh from his shower, smiling brightly.
"Smells great Cordy!" he said. His sentiment was punctuated by a loud
growl from his empty stomach.

Cordelia laughed and dished up a plate for him; eggs, breakfast sausage,
hash browns, toast, and orange juice. "Here, dig in!" she said with an
easy smile. She sat down and watched him as he began to wolf down the
food with a moan of pleasure. She herself made due with non-fat yogurt
and some fresh fruit.

"How come you're not having any?" Xander said through a full mouth,
gesturing at his plate.

"Are you kidding?" Cordelia asked. "Do you think I'd still look this
good if I ate like you?" she teased, but not maliciously.

The two ate in silence. Not so much uncomfortable, as unsure of what
exactly to say. Clearly, neither regretted what happened, it was just a
matter of morning-after etiquette. Neither had ever had a one night
stand that hadn't ended with bad feelings before.

Finally Cordelia broke the silence. "Xander, about last night."

Xander, for some reason he couldn't quite identify, didn't want to hear
Cordelia say that it was over. He knew it was over; he had no illusions
that they were getting back together, but he just didn't want to hear
her say it. Maybe it felt too much like rejection; whatever the reason,
he was quick to interrupt her, "One night, right. I remember, Cordy.
You're not looking for more than that."

There must have been something in his tone, because Cordelia's eyes
immediately flashed with anger and she abruptly stood up. Xander
scooted his chair back, ready to rise himself.

Cordelia reigned in her anger. "What is it about you, Xander, that sets
me off so easily?" she wondered. Instead of lambasting him, she moved
the two steps toward him and straddled his legs, sitting in his lap.
She chuckled at the surprise on his face; clearly he had been expecting
a blowup.

"Cordy, what." he began to ask, not at all understanding what was going
on here.

"Shut up, Xander," she said, her voice soft and sweet- contradicting her
terse command. "Don't you dare trivialize what happened last night as
just some tawdry one-night stand." She shook her head slowly, yet
maintaining eye contact. "I was a complete wreck, Xander. I had
totally lost sight of anything good in this world. I was hurting
physically and emotionally and I was having a hard time caring about
anything at all."

Xander's eyes widened when she leaned forward and gently kissed him.

After the kiss, she continued, "And you took all that away and made me
feel good and beautiful and special again." Her eyes were shiny with
unshed tears as she asked, "Do you have any idea how much that means to
me?" 

Xander stuttered, "I- I."

She continued as though he hadn't spoken at all, "Not to mention the
fact that that was the best sex I've ever had in my life!"

Xander both blushed in embarrassment and smiled in pride at the
compliment.

"Where did you learn to do that!" she jokingly demanded.

"Anya," he squeaked out.

"Demon Anya taught you that?" Cordelia asked in surprise.

"Eleven hundred years of carnal knowledge Anya taught me a whole lot of
stuff," he answered with a smirk.

A serious look fell over Cordelia's face and she took Xander's in her
hands, saying, "Seriously Xander. Thank you. What you did for me last
night was something. really special. I." she trailed off, too choked up
with emotion to add anything else.

Xander avoided the obvious joke for once and answered seriously himself,
"You're welcome Cordy. It meant a lot to me too, that you'd let me be
there for you like that."

The tension abated, Cordelia smiled and stood up, still straddling his
legs and said, "You ready to go then?"

Xander had to smother a groan as this beautiful creature stood before
him. He'd been unable to keep from getting hard when she sat on his
lap. And now, her tight jeans and curve-hugging shirt weren't doing a
thing to alleviate the pressure in his pants. "Actually, I kinda need a
moment here," he said, trying to be as nonchalant as possible.

Cordelia was confuse for just a second, then she looked down at Xander's
lap and noticed the not-inconsiderable bulge there. She smiled and
teased, "Really? For me?"

The coquettish tone to her voice only made him swell harder, and he was
unable to stifle the groan this time. "God, Cordy! You're killing me
here!" he said.

"You know, I just thought of a way I could really say thank you for last
night." Cordelia said in a sultry tone. Last night, Xander had made the
whole night about her, what better way to thank him that to focus on him
for a little while. Plus, he'd given her like a dozen back to back
orgasms, so it was only fair, she thought.

While Xander had to agree that a blowjob was a pretty darned good way to
say thanks, he didn't do what he did last night in order to obligate
her, he did it because he wanted to be there for her. Besides, he
hadn't gone to sleep unsatisfied. "Cordy," his voice was a little
hoarse, "You don't have to do this."

"Say yes, Xander," she instructed him in no uncertain terms.

Well, if she really wanted to, who was he to deny her? "Yes, Xander,"
he said with a laugh that turned into a groan as she dropped to her
knees and unzipped his pants.

Last night, she hadn't spent any time looking at, or touching Xander's
cock. "Oh, you're a big boy," she thought. She didn't waste any time
teasing him, she just gently took him into her mouth and began to bob
her head up and down slowly.

Xander groaned as Cordelia sucked him strongly while bobbing up and
down. She didn't use her hands at all, which added an element of
sexiness as he looked down and watched her. She didn't even try to get
more than half of him in her mouth, but the way she lashed the underside
of him with her tongue, and seeing her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked
hard, well he didn't feel he was missing a thing.

She might not have had eleven hundred years of experience, but Cordy did
know how to please a man. She maintained her slow pace, never speeding
up or slowing down. She could have made it go quicker; she could have
used her hands, or sucked faster, but she wanted it to be a little bit
special, something he would remember fondly. And, the truth was, she
was enjoying herself to. She loved to hear the sounds he was making-
the groans and moans. There was something sexy about pleasing someone
else this way, to know that you were making them feel so good, that
their attention was focused on you alone.

Xander was amazed as Cordelia kept a continuous rhythm for five minutes,
never varying. He felt himself on the edge of orgasm and warned her,
"Oh, God! I'm gonna cum, Cordy!"

She still maintained her pace, her only change making sure that her
throat was closed so she wouldn't choke.

It might be sexist, and he knew some women hated it and would never do
it, but for Xander there was nothing on the earth as sexy as a woman
that swallowed. He moaned her name so loudly that surely every neighbor
she had could hear him as he unloaded into her mouth. And still, she
maintained her pace until he began to soften.

Cordelia looked into Xander's eyes and loudly swallowed his cum, his
diminishing hard-on still in her mouth as she did it. The look in his
eyes was worth it, she thought. She didn't know what it was about guys,
but they got so turned on by girls who swallowed. She didn't know what
the big deal was, it barely had any flavor at all, just a little bitter
and salty. 

"Oh my God, Cordy!" Xander panted. "That was. amazing."

Cordelia released him with an audible pop, and then tucked him back into
his boxers. She zipped up his pants and stood up. "That. was thank you
for the most amazing night of my life, Xander," she said with a big
smile.

Xander was still breathing a little heavy as he said, "You are *so*
welcome!"

Cordy giggled and said, "Let me brush my teeth and fix my lipstick, and
we'll go."

Xander answered, "Yeah, you do that, and I'll see if I can learn how to
walk again."

Cordy laughed as she went off to the bathroom.

========== BtVS ==========

Willow woke slowly, feeling a tickle on her face. She tried to reach up
and rub at it, but her arm wouldn't move. She tried her other hand and
found it immobilized as well. She opened her eyes to complete darkness
and realized she was blindfolded. She was about to panic when she heard
a low voice crooning in her ear.

"Easy pet," Buffy breathed low and quiet into Willow's ear. "I want to
play."

Willow felt her Mistress' tongue caress her earlobe before drawing it
into her mouth and sucking on it. Her voice was raspy with sleep as she
said, "Oh, yes Mistress!"

Tara had magically moved their toybox from the car- which had taken a
moment to find, as it was not parked outside the hotel any longer- and
selected an ostrich plume, running it over Willow's skin and leaving a
trail of goosebumps wherever it touched.

After a moment of suckling, Buffy bit down on her pet's earlobe, not
hard enough to break the skin, but enough to send a brief jolt of pain.
She immediately laved it gently with her tongue.

Willow was shivering at the sensation of something soft and tickly being
dragged across her skin. Her low moan changed to a surprised gasp as
her Mistress nipped her ear. She felt herself begin to get wet, and her
breathing increased as her arousal did.

Tara continued to cover every square inch of exposed skin on her lover
with the plume. She and Buffy had both been amazed that the redhead had
slept through being tied, spread eagle, on the bed, and being
blindfolded. Tara was definitely enjoying the subtle torture of the
plume, having to stifle a snicker when she ran over a particularly
ticklish point and the lovely girl twitched and pulled at her
restraints. Her voice was a symphony of groans, moans, whimpers and
gasps as Tara and Buffy played their contrasting sensations upon her.

Buffy hovered over one of her pet's lovely little breasts and breathed a
stream of warm air upon the peak. Already erect, she smiled as she
watched it pucker just a little more. She ran her lips over it, not
getting it wet for a reason. She elicited another strong gasp and then
a loud whimper when she pulled her mouth back and snapped one of their
scissoring clamps onto the distended nipple. She attached it so that
the weighted chain hung down off of the side of her rib cage- pulling
the nipple sideways and squeezing and releasing with each jiggle the
girl's body made.

Oh, the clamps! Pet *loved* the nipple clamps! The pain they brought
to her nipples was indescribably exquisite and never failed to heighten
her arousal. She felt wetness begin to dribble down from her pussy, and
eagerly awaited the other clamp. She was so deliriously happy that
Mistress had decided to play with her this morning. Lady Tara must be
helping- dragging the whatever-it-was over her skin.

Pet couldn't restrain a small cry as she felt a finger drag slowly up
the seam of her outer lips, capturing some of the syrupy juice gathered
there.

Buffy looked at her wet finger and had to restrain herself from sticking
it immediately in her mouth. Instead, she anointed her pet's lips with
it, then bent down and tasted it from there, kissing and licking her
pet's lips.

Pet had to concentrate to keep from licking her own essence off of her
lips, knowing Mistress had put it there for her own pleasure, not pet's.
Nevertheless, the deep kiss that followed more than made up for it as
Mistress ravaged her mouth. Surely there was nothing in the world
better than being the Slayer's pet!

"You are so beautiful, pet!" Buffy said, her emotions high as they
always were when she played Mistress to Willow's pet. "I love you so
much!"

Willow was crying under her blindfold. "Thank you, Mistress!" she
choked out through her tears, "I love you too, more than I can say."

Buffy smiled with joy and clamped her pet's other nipple, eliciting yet
another cry of pleasure. She looked up at her own Mistress with damp
eyes and saw love and devotion reflected there. She leaned over her pet
and kissed Tara deeply for several moments. When she pulled her lips
from the blond witch's she whispered, "Would you like to taste my pet?"

"Oh yes!" Tara nodded happily. She tossed the plume aside and moved
between the redhead's legs, lying on her stomach and beginning to kiss
Willow's inner thigh.

Willow groaned loudly at the feel of Lady Tara's mouth against her most
intimate flesh. Her body arched involuntarily as the power and passion
built up in her, seeking but denied release. "Not till Mistress says!"
she thought.

"Are you going to cum, pet?" Buffy whispered into Willow's ear.

"N- n- not. till. you say. Mistress!" she panted out, Tara's skilled
tongue driving her insane with need.

Buffy smiled, knowing that would be the answer, she nevertheless loved
to hear it. The knowledge that this beautiful, powerful, amazing girl
had given herself so completely to Buffy made her heart soar.

It also made her become very, very wet.

"When you feel me cum all over your beautiful face, then you can cum,
understand?" Buffy asked.

"Yay!" her mind shouted. She was going to get to pleasure her Mistress-
and then the immediate reward for pleasing her Mistress- she'd get to
cum herself! "Oh yes! I understand, Mistress! Thank you Mistress!"
she gushed happily.

Buffy couldn't help but kiss her pet. Such excitement and happiness at
being allowed the 'privilege' of eating out her Mistress. Of course,
she did understand it, she felt the same way when she was subbing to
Tara. She pivoted on one knee and straddled Willow's face, facing the
foot of the bed so that she could witness the erotic sight of Tara's
blond head bobbing up and down between her pet's thighs.

Willow knew just what buttons to push to make her Mistress cum
screaming, and she unleashed her wicked tongue on them all. It was
better when she had her hands free, but nevertheless she had Mistress'
spicy syrup pouring down on her face in under four minutes. The moment
she felt it, her back arched and she screamed her orgasm against her
Mistress sopping wetness, and the darkness of her blindfold was washed
away with white light.

Tara had looked up upon hearing Buffy's shout and saw something strange.
For just a moment, it had seemed like the Slayer was silhouetted- like
there was a lamp lighting the wall behind her or something. She blinked
and it was gone. She might have pondered it further, but Willow's
sudden flood of sweet cream into her mouth immediately occupied her
attention. "Oh goddess, you taste so *good* Willow!" she thought as she
struggled to suck up every last drop.

Willow moaned as Tara gently lapped up her release. She began to do the
same for her Mistress, laving her pussy and inner thighs, sighing with
pleasure at the spicy taste that was the essence of Slayer.

Buffy finally 'dismounted' from Willow's face and began to undo the
cuffs holding her wrists and ankles. Tara, meanwhile, took a moment to
clean Willow's face with her tongue, loving Buffy's flavor almost as
much as Willow's. She freed the redhead from the blindfold and then
kissed her soundly. "Good morning sweetie!" she whispered. 

"Mmm, morning baby!" she whispered back.

Buffy got back up on the bed and laid beside Willow, across from Tara
and again kissed the lovely redhead. "Morning Will!" she said quietly.
"I love you."

Willow smiled with delight as she answered, "l love you too!" turning to
Tara, she added, "I love you both so much!"

They spent the next few minutes kissing and cuddling together before
heading for the bathroom to see if they could all fit in the shower
together.

========== BtVS ==========

end part 14

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