Fic: A Firm Foundation NC-17

["Red Willow" <reddwillow@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Title: A Firm Foundation
Author: Red Willow
Email: reddwillow@xxxxxxxxxxx
Archive: http://papa-bear.com/RW/
Distribution: um... ask.
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. 
Girl/Girl lovin', you no like, you no read. All story ideas other than btvs 
canon and the characters, Casey, Claire, Andi, and Shellie are solely from 
my perverted little mind.
Pairing: B/W
Rating: NC-17 Ahoy!!
Summary: Set in S6, follows Filling in the Gaps - about a week or so later. 
More Buffy and Willow smut. They find out about "the tape," set some 
things straight, and drama, of course, ensues!
Feedback? i thrive on feedback!

***
The sun stretched across the lawn in broken streams through the trees, 
warming our content bodies as we lay together on the wooden lawn chair. 
There was a light breeze in the air that carried with it the scent of fresh 
cut grass and memories of simpler times, childhood, and tree houses.
?This is nice.? She observed; a lazy smile caught on her lips.
?Mmmm?? I agreed, pushing my body against hers tighter.

She tightened her hold on me, flexing her fingers into my welcoming back as 
I tossed my leg over hers.
?Hold me forever.? I told her suddenly, not really sure where that had come 
from, but I knew it was what I wanted.
?Forever.? She nodded, touching her lips to my forehead. ?I?ll love you 
forever, and I?ll never let you go.? She finished, placing feather-light 
kisses across my brow, my nose, cheeks and chin before finally resting her 
lips fully on mine.
We kissed, slowly, playing with the soft flesh of lips and tongues, breaking 
away only to return again and again, teasing and tempting.
Again, we settled comfortably into the forms of each other?s bodies, my head 
on her shoulder and her cheek on my head. Arms wrapped lovingly, securely 
around the other, knowing nothing would break us apart in our happiness, our 
love that took six years too long to discover, accept, and push forward.
I felt her hand dance along my side, slightly under the hem of my shirt.

?Buffy?? I giggled, her tickling fingers finding my sensitive areas.
?What?? She asked innocently.

I shifted against her, pulling myself up again to look into her eyes once 
more. She smiled, a light laugh playing at the back of her throat as she 
trailed her fingers in lazy figure eights around my stomach, her warm hand 
spreading heat through me.
?Excuse me, and what do you think you?re doing?? I asked her, amused.
?Just? exploring.? She responded grinning.
?Exploring, huh?? I dipped my head down, catching her lips lightly, holding 
them for the briefest of moments before pulling back again.
?Exploring.? She repeated, nodding.

I felt her fingers slide gently over my ribs where she stroked in slow even 
movements, tracing the curve of my breast. Closing my eyes, I arched back 
slightly, feeling the familiar stirrings of desire begin its pulse.
?We should have a cookout.? I heard her say.

My eyes flew open and I looked down at her incredulously.

?Huh??

She grinned, continuing with her light strokes that seemed to rise up, 
covering more soft flesh before again dipping down. Teasing, always teasing 
and tempting me with her fingers, lips, her entire body, and I could never 
get enough.
?A cookout.?
?A-and why are you?? I paused as her fingers left my breast and traveled 
down across my stomach, circling and scratching with her fingernail. ?Uh? 
thinking? thinking about a cookout??
??Cause? we could have everyone over?? She leaned up and pressed her lips 
against my neck, leaving a tiny trail of kisses before reaching my ear. ?And 
we could? tell them.?
I looked down at her in surprise. I was all for telling everyone, but Buffy 
had wanted to keep it quiet, let us settle into each other before announcing 
to all our friends that, not only was Buffy into girls too, but that we were 
together, and so soon after Tara. I knew there would be a lot of questions 
and a lot of unwanted attention paid to our personal lives. I could just 
see everyone assuming that I was just on the rebound and Buffy was still 
reeling from being brought back. I know it sounds stupid, but I could just 
here Xander assuming that the spell went wrong because Buffy was gay, and 
that somehow I made her that way. I love Xander to death, but sometimes?
?Really?? I asked her, searching her face and eyes.

She nodded before sliding her hand out from under my shirt, only to scratch 
her fingernails along my thigh and down toward the hem of my long skirt. I 
shivered at the rough touch.
?A-are you sure?? I asked again, bringing my hand flat against her stomach, 
spreading my fingers out over the light cotton top.
I loved the idea of everyone knowing about us, but I didn?t want Buffy to 
regret anything. I wanted her happy and sane, not miserably stalking through 
graveyards to beat on vampires tirelessly until they asked her to stake 
them. That was not a happy Slayer and I liked my Slayer happy.
I allowed a broad smile to cross my face as I lay my weight upon her again, 
feeling the warmth and love pour off her. I hugged her tight, bringing my 
leg up further to rest my knee on her hip.
?I love you so much.? I told her, nuzzling her neck.
?I know? I love you too.?

We lay for a few moments in the quiet spring day, the chirping of the birds 
and rustle of leaves on limbs the only sounds.
?So? when did you want to have this little shindig?? I asked softly while I 
began my own exploration, trailing my fingertips ever so gently along her 
jaw line.
?Mmm?? She moaned, moving her head to the side, allowing me more room to 
play. ?When do you think??
I let my fingers dance down her neck, enjoying the reaction I was getting by 
teasing the soft flesh that I knew always got her excited.
I thought about her question briefly.

?We could do it next weekend. Saturday maybe.?
?That sounds good.? She agreed, again moving her hand along my leg. I could 
feel her slowly tugging up the hem of my skirt, her fingertips trailing 
softly along my calf.
?Hamburgers and hotdogs? Or? maybe chicken? Everyone likes chicken.? I 
questioned, slowly starting my hand?s descent across her chest.
?We could do both? with potato salad and??
?Fruit salad.? I offered, tracing the swell of her breast before moving down 
to her stomach.
I felt her hand at my knee, her fingers creating soft circles as she moved 
just beyond it.
?You do wonderful things with fruit Will?? She whispered before she captured 
my lips and tempted me with a long, deep kiss.
I smiled against her lips, our warm breath pushing back and forth. ?So you 
like my fruit salad?? I asked teasing her.
She kissed me again, pushing her tongue past my parted lips. I met it with 
fervor, sucking it in, tasting and tangling until we broke off giggling.
?I love your fruit salad? but? maybe we could get extra strawberries and??
?Cherries?? I asked before kissing along her cheek.
?Oh yeah?? She nodded before letting out a soft moan as I flicked my tongue 
against her earlobe.
?And cream?? I questioned.
?Uh huh?? She tilted her head to the side and allowed for me to continue 
teasing her with my lips and tongue.

Talking soon became a distant memory as our hands and mouths began serious 
exploration of each other?s bodies. I kissed and licked my way down her 
neck while allowing her hand to travel up my thigh, her fingers dancing in 
random patterns that made me heat up, while turning my skin into chill bumps 
at the same time. I slid my hand under her shirt, not wasting any time to 
reach her breast where I cupped gently before skating my thumb across the 
satin clad form. She arched into the touch as it elicited a soft moan.
I brought my body up, letting her guide me into a more comfortable position 
as I straddled her waist, my skirt pulled high on my thighs, yet still 
flowing out behind me, covering her legs. In an instant both her hands were 
on my thighs, kneading the flesh, and pushing the pulse within me out into 
the open.
I looked down into her eyes, seeing the lust and devotion coupled there, 
calling me further into her as if I would be anywhere else. Both my hands 
on her breasts, soft yet firm flesh yielding to my touch, I watched her lips 
part and her eyes fight against her need to see me.
I bent over, keeping eye contact, and licked her bottom lip gently; slowly 
tasting her, before slipping inside where I?ve spent many hours deeply 
nestled, gently roaming and memorizing. She caught my lips, met my tongue 
and back and forth we fought for dominance, knowing neither of us wanted to 
win.
She moved one hand out from under my skirt only to return it under my shirt 
where she roughly drug her fingers across my heated skin, up towards my 
breasts and in a sudden rush of pleasure I arched back, away from her lips 
as her fingers caught my nipple, tightened and tugged. Being the thoughtful 
soul that I am, I returned the favor until we were both pinching and rolling 
erect flesh between our fingertips and soft moans filled in the empty spaces 
around our heads, drowning out the birds and the sway of branches.
?Buffy??

She opened her eyes, having previously lost her battle against her reflexes 
and looked up at me, smiling.
?Willow??
?M-maybe? maybe we should take this? upstairs.? I suggested, aware that her 
other hand had found its way to my inner thigh where it stroked softly too 
close to tender throbbing flesh.
?You think so?? She asked, her fingers nearing the edge of my panties.
?Y-yes?? I nodded, closing my eyes and tilting back my head.

Her fingers were driving me insane. One hand alternated between breasts, 
pushing and pulling, squeezing, pinching and rolling my nipples until they 
ached, ached for more, ached for more of her everywhere. Her other hand 
tugged at the wet material between my legs, causing me to quiver above her 
as she let her fingers brush daringly against my curls.
?I? I don?t think I want? to?? She moaned out as I pulled ruthlessly on her 
breasts.

I wanted to move this upstairs, to the comfort and safety of our bed where 
no one would see or hear us, where we had no threat of being caught. I 
wanted our bodies naked and sweaty together, entangled and captured, moving 
in tandem.
As soon as I thought it however, a new feeling arose in me. A daring 
feeling, a shrug to whoever should hear us, and maybe it would be fun, to 
just let go, let it out in the open. I feared we?d be caught, but that fear 
only fueled the fire burning between my legs and in all honesty, I had to 
admit that, at this rate, I wasn?t even sure we?d make it to the stairs.
?Y-you want to? do it? here??? I asked, moving my hips slightly against her 
waist as her fingers moved further past my panty line.
?Yes?? She said, sitting up to kiss me softly. ?I want to watch you? with 
the sun at your back, here in my backyard??
?Y-you do?? I asked, removing my hands from her breasts to wrap around her 
body, holding her to me.
?Yes? oh baby?? She moaned into my neck, removing her own hand from my 
breasts to cup my cheek.
She kissed my neck; soft wet kisses sending tiny bolts of electricity that 
bypassed my brain, unable to register, spreading across my body. Dragging 
her tongue along slowly before scraping her teeth over my skin, she bit down 
before I felt her fingers find wetness and my insides melted, wanting 
nothing more than her touch, her body holding me tight.
?Oh? Goddess? Buffy?? I moaned, moving into her touch as she held my body to 
hers, her hand the only thing between us.

***

I licked along her neck, tasting her, something like sunshine, flowers, and 
candy, something Willow. I held her to me, wrapping behind her ear, my 
fingers entangling into her red hair that shone even brighter in the 
afternoon sun, like wildfire. Centering in on her pulse point, I licked, 
teasing the flesh there with my tongue before dragging my teeth over her wet 
skin, preparing her for what I was about to do. She was mine now and I 
would mark her as such, I always did.
Bare, wet skin met my fingers as I sneaked them under her panties. Spread 
and straddling me, I could easily feel her sex. She was so wet, and as 
always I wanted nothing more than to bury myself within her, live there, an 
eternal source for her pleasure.
Biting down on the soft flesh between my lips, I ran my fingers up along her 
wet sex, my fingers circling her hard button before plunging deep within 
her.
?Oh? Goddess? Buffy?? She moaned against my ear as I eased off her neck, 
gently licking the bruised flesh.
I curled my hand up and into her body, massaging the walls of her sex as she 
rocked forward on her knees, rocked against me, rocked against my touch. 
Her hair hung forward as she leaned further into me, supporting herself by 
her hands that rested on either side of us.
?I love you so much.? I told her easing in and out of her body.
?Oh Buffy? I love you? love you too!? She spoke fast pants as she rocked 
faster in time to the rhythm of my stroking hand, hips pulling back almost 
entirely before crashing down again.
?You feel? so good?? I groaned arching up against her body as I held her 
around the waist and kissed down the length of her moist neck.
?N-no? Oh God! I? I think you? win-ohh!? She shouted the last word, turning 
it into a long, drawn out cry as the waves of her orgasm smashed through her 
body.
Willow shook and shuddered against me, her legs tight around mine as her 
hips slowed their movement. I stroked her sex slowly, letting her come down 
from her high, but allowing her the opportunity to continue in her journey 
if another was her desire.
I pushed bright locks of red out of her face, tucking the strands behind her 
ear so that I could look up and marvel at my Willow. She?s my everything and 
I?d be nothing without her.
?You?re so beautiful.? I told her, because it?s true.

She was glowing and her face was damp from her exertion. She had this cute 
smile on her face and a twinkle in those deep green eyes I find myself lost 
in whenever I look at them.
?So are you.? She assured me and I smiled up at her before leaning in for 
another kiss that set my heart ablaze and my body into overdrive.
?Mmm? Goddess what you do to me.? She left tiny kisses along my lips, my 
nose and forehead.
?And what?s that?? I asked, holding her to me tightly.

She giggled and wiggled against me.

?Mmm? why not let me show you??
?Oh yeah??
?Uh huh.? She nodded and stole another kiss, demanding entrance into my 
mouth with a probing tongue.
We kissed, deeply for a few moments, tongues sliding over and around the 
other, tasting and memorizing.
?Only?? She started, breaking off the kiss, ?Let?s go in now.?
?Oh? what you?re not enjoying the afternoon?? I asked, teasing her with an 
arched eyebrow.
?No complaints so far, but?? She licked the length of my ear. ?I want you 
naked, Slayer.?
I love when she does that. She uses this demanding tone, this take charge 
give me what I want tone that makes my blood boil and my skin tingle in 
anticipation.
?You do, huh??
?Oh yeah?? She whispered against my ear, the warmth from her breath sending 
shivers through my body landing directly in my lap.
She disentangled herself from me and before I could react, she was halfway 
to the back porch and there I was still, trying to get my brain to function 
as it continued to process the deep aching between my legs.
?Hey!? I leapt off the lawn chair and sprinted into the house behind her.


***


I ran up the stairs, shedding off my top and bra on the way. Behind me I 
could hear Buffy laughing as she took the stairs, hopefully shedding her own 
clothes at the same time. Thankfully we still had a couple hours to make 
love and clean up before picking Dawn up from school as we had promised to 
take her to the mall.
I let my skirt fall to the floor just outside her bedroom, and stepping out 
of my sandals, was left in only damp cotton panties.
Buffy appeared in the doorway a moment later; bare from the waist up. She 
kicked off her shoes and went to unbuckle her belt, a giddy smile plastered 
across her features.
I stopped her rushed movements with my hands, softly pushing them away as I 
met her gaze. Smiling, I slowly slid the leather through the silver buckle, 
separating the two before moving to the button on her fly.
?I love you.? She whispered, her breath finding my cheek just before she let 
her lips linger there.
I kissed her neck and whispered back, ?I know baby, I love you too.?

I noted the shiver that went through Buffy?s body as I let my finger slide 
along the jean material against her as I slowly slid the zipper down. 
Kissing along her jaw line, I let the pants fall and she stepped out of 
them, kicking them to the side. I cupped her sex, soft lace between my hand 
and her heated center.
Her lips were on my shoulder, soft kisses followed by rougher bites. The 
feeling was overwhelming and I felt the flood of arousal once more.
I wet my lips and drug them slowly down her chest, licking lightly at the 
erect flesh presented before me. Swirling my tongue around before dragging 
my teeth over her nipples, I sucked one dusky peak into my mouth.
?Ohh!? I heard her moan, arching into my touch.

She laced her hand into my hair, holding the back of my head to ensure my 
continued ministrations. The taste of her flesh, an intoxicating blend of 
jasmine, aloe, and something else. Something like clean sweat or adrenaline.
Barely parting my lips, or my teeth, I freed her breast.

?Oh? God!? She moaned again as I caught her nipple between my teeth before 
letting it go completely.
Dropping to my knees, I kissed along her tight stomach, dipped my tongue to 
tickle her belly button, and slid my hands up her solid thighs to her waist. 
I hooked my fingers into her panties and slowly, almost torturously, 
pulled them down, revealing the trimmed mound of curls before letting them 
slip completely to the floor.
Her hand on my head again, I leaned forward and pressed my face against the 
soft thatch of light brown hair, inhaling her deep rich musk.
?Ohhh yes??

I grinned against her, knowing how much she enjoyed this. That wasn?t 
surprising though, as she thoroughly enjoyed everything we did together. At 
least once a day we found ourselves clinging to each other in the throes of 
passion, whether at home or not, and that was something that had shocked the 
hell out of me. I never knew Buffy was so passionate at least she never 
talked much about it. Me, though, between Oz and Tara, I?ve done it all 
over Sunnydale. From what I could gather, Buffy and Riley mainly stuck to 
his bed, aside from the few times they had done it in hers.
All that was quickly changing now, however. In the past few weeks we had 
managed to not only do it all over the house, but also in the training room 
at the Magic Box, in the alley behind the Magic Box, in the back row at the 
movie theatre, outside and inside of Tara?s friends? apartment building, 
over poor Mr. Hammel?s tombstone, and now we could add the back yard to the 
mix. It?s too bad we blew up SHS; it would?ve been neat to do in the stacks 
of the library!
I moved away under her protests, only to return, trailing soft kisses 
reverently along the toned and tanned muscles of her thighs, sweeping my 
tongue gently in and out of my mouth against the soft, yet firm flesh, 
moving closer to her dripping center, before backing away again. I was 
driving her crazy and I loved every second of it.
?Willow?? Buffy moaned my name, her legs beginning to shake gently as I 
neared her burning center once more, before taking my mouth away.
I smiled against her thigh, bringing my face back closer, hovering there 
against the soft curls before finally darting my tongue out to touch the 
slick part in her lips.
Above me, a deep throaty groan emerged from Buffy as her hips jerked in 
response, in appreciation, silently begging for more.
Abruptly I stood up, catching one stiff nipple between my fingers, 
surprising my Slayer out of her close-eyed anticipation.
?Come here.? I stated firmly, tugging on her nipple for emphasis.

She followed me to the bed obediently and waited for further instructions. 
I laid down on the bed face up, my body fully extended in font of her.
?Take them off.? I told her, pointing to the white panties I still wore.

She slid them down my legs slowly, making sure to let her fingers roam 
teasingly over my skin, which sent tiny shivers of delight throughout my 
body. We caught each other?s eyes, smiling, adoring each other in the dim 
light of the unlit room. The only illumination was the pale yellow glow from 
the diffused sunlight that filtered through the drawn shades.
?Come here you.? I told her crooking my finger in a come hither gesture. ?I 
want to taste you.?
A wide grin graced her lips as she crawled up the length of my body, 
dropping light kisses along my thighs, my stomach, breasts, chest, and 
cheeks. She wiggled around above me, getting situated with my steady 
guidance.
Looking up I could see her wet sex open and inviting, waiting for my touch. 
Every tiny curl seemed to gleam with her juices, her labia slick, almost 
dripping.
It was moments like these, when the anticipation was high for both of us, 
one waiting for the sweet sensation of pleasure, the other on the verge of 
ritual devotion, that odd thoughts would enter my busy brain and I?d have to 
smile at the absurdity. There I was, with the woman I love, her soaking 
pussy hovering a mere few inches from my mouth, her hands already gripping 
the headboard, I had no doubt, and I was thinking of freshman health.
I remember Mrs. Ferrera describing the female sex organ. ?This is the Labia 
Majora, this is the Labia Minor. This is the vulva, the clitoris, the?? And 
so on. I pictured myself in my little mousy dress, with my very long hair, 
taking notes in my blue notebook, drawing color coordinated diagrams. I 
wonder if playing health teacher with Buffy as the example was something we 
could enjoy in the future. I had to smile at myself, the things I came up 
with.
Reaching around with both hands, I pulled her body closer, easing her down 
onto my face, breathing that pungent musky elixir, that intoxicating, solely 
Slayer scent. I?m always hungry for her, opening and spreading those swollen 
lips with my mouth, my tongue and teeth, driving in further.
Loud ?Yesses? and ?Gods? reached my ears, muffled faintly by the strong 
thighs encasing me as I delved further with my tongue, lapping and swirling 
against Buffy?s own movements. Tasting and smelling her, all of her as she 
moved against my face, moaning my name, approving every long stroke, every 
nudge, and nibble.
?Oh? right there!? She yelled, throwing her hips against my face quickly in 
anticipation of her orgasm.
Cruelly, I eased off almost immediately, which was followed by loud grunts 
in frustration. I only grinned against her and flicked my tongue against 
the hard nub between my lips, hardly touching it.
?Please Will?? She begged softly, wiggling around on my face.

I chuckled lightly and without warning plunged two fingers into her; sliding 
in as far as they?d go. At the same time I sucked her engorged clit back 
into my mouth, only able to keep her steady with one arm as she thrashed 
against me.
?Oh holy? shit!? She screamed as the orgasm crashed through her body, 
sending her hips into erratic jerks and pulls.
I couldn?t stop though, I never can, and I knew she didn?t want me to, not 
then, not ever. Long, hard strokes in and out of her while her muscles clang 
to my fingers, spasmed around them and I licked and sucked on her hard nub, 
pulling it between my lips, running my teeth over it, licking again and 
again.
?Geezus Willow!? She shouted, still bucking against my face. ?Don?t? you? 
fucking? stop!?
The bed shook beneath us, trying to keep up with the rhythm of my bucking 
Slayer, while I heard the squeak of the bending metal headboard. We?d 
already had to knock the rounded frame back into place a few times before.

***

Practically ripping my body in half with pleasure, the bolts of my orgasm 
shot through me, sending a multi-colored pattern sweeping across my closed 
vision. My body shook, my breasts swaying and jumping with my movement.
Before I could get a handle on my breathing, my pounding heartbeat, or the 
slices of pleasure still traveling up and down my body, Willow continued in 
her assault on my sex.
?Geezus Willow!? I shouted out, gripping the weak gold metal of my 
headboard, unsure if in my current state, I could keep my strength in check. 
?Don?t? you? fucking? stop!? I panted, desperately close to another 
searing orgasm.
Her fingers hammered in and out of me as I squeezed tightly, holding onto 
them. My clit was aflame in sweet delight as she licked and sucked it 
relentlessly.
?Will! Willow!? I moaned her name over and over.

That?s when I knew I?d lost my grip. The metal began to bend underneath my 
weight and the hold I had on it, twisting the metal down, out of shape.
I felt her teeth brush over me once more before she sucked me into her 
mouth, sucked hard. That was all I needed. My entire body tensed as my 
orgasm swelled up, until I was crashing against her face, barely able to 
comprehend what was happening.
?Oh sweet mother of? fuck!?

I stretched my legs wider beside her, humping her face fiercely as the 
lightning strike of energy pounded through my body.
?Willow!? I called out one last time before collapsing against the frame, my 
hot, sweaty face against the cool white of the wall.
I was hardly aware of her leaving my body; of her body wriggling out from 
under me until I felt her small arms reach around me, easing me down onto 
the bed with her. My breathing was ragged and a fine sweat shone on my 
skin.
Looking at her glistening face, I couldn?t help but smile. That was me on 
her, and she was licking her lips in satisfaction, returning my smile. I 
laughed, wiping my juices off her chin before cupping her cheek and 
capturing her lips.
?You okay?? She asked after the short kiss ended.
?Oh yeah.? I nodded, kissing her cheek.
?Did you like that then?? She asked teasing.

I chuckled softly against her neck.

?What do you think?? I asked. ?You always make me feel good.? I answered 
anyway.
?Good. That?s all I ever want.?

I laid on my back, my arms up behind my head, smiling as the afterglow of 
two intense orgasms continued to wash through me.
?That?s all you want?? I asked her.
?Well? that.? She started.

She hooked her leg over mine and rested her head on my chest. I brought my 
arm around her shoulder, holding her tight, as she traced tiny circles on my 
stomach.
?And to be with you forever, to love you, and be loved by you forever.?
?Hmm? well I think we can arrange that.?
?Mmm, good.? She nuzzled my neck, kissing it gently.

A few quiet moments passed before either of us said anything.

?I?ve been thinking.? Willow said softly, continuing to create lazy circles 
across my stomach.
??Bout what??
?I think? maybe? we should consider, using my bed.?

It was a good idea. We?d about destroyed the frame on mine, plus it wasn?t 
as big as hers.
?You think so?? I asked her, trailing my fingers through her damp hair at 
her temples.
?Oh? well, I mean I understand if you didn?t want to? it?s just? with your 
bed? and??
?Sounds good to me Will.? I told her.
?Really? I-I mean? are you sure??
?Yup.?

I rolled us over so that we were side by side. I took her face in my hands 
and kissed her deeply, still tasting me.
?Actually? I kind of had an idea of my own.?
?Oh! W-well? of course? whatever you think is best? I-I mean? it is your 
house and all.?
I frowned at her, catching her eyes and holding them until she looked down.

?This is our house Willow. Stress on the ?our,? remember??

She sighed and nodded hesitantly.

?Baby, we?ve talked about this.? I reminded her. ?You?ve lived her this 
whole year, and now you live here with me. I have no intentions of getting 
rid of you and you better not leave, ever.?
A broad smile spread across her lips.

?I?d never leave you? u-unless you want me to.?
?And I never will? so that?s a moot point.?

She wrapped her arms around me and clung to me tightly, kissing my shoulder 
and neck before pulling away.
?So what was your idea, girlfriend of me??
?Well? sexy girlfriend of me?? I watched her smile turn into a grin before I 
continued, not letting her protest. ?I was thinking that? we could? move 
into one room.?
?One room??
?Sure. Why live in two separate rooms? We never sleep apart anymore.?
?Hmm? that?s true, but are you sure? you?d want to share a room with me??
?Sweetie, we shared a dorm room? I know what I?m getting into!? I grinned, 
trying to conceal my laughter at her scowl.
?I was a good roommate!?
?Yes, yes you were? and now there?s a benefit plan!?

She slapped me on the arm, her mouth hanging open in shock.

?Buffy!?

I could only laugh.

?So I?m just like a? a best friend with benefits huh??
?But they?re great benefits.? I whispered, trying to pull her closer.

She resisted my advancement.

?Buffy?? She whined.
?Oh baby, you know I?m just joking.?
?Are you sure?? She asked, her lips sporting the cutest pout.
?I love you so much. I need you like I need air to breath.? I told her, and 
it was true. I couldn?t live without her. I couldn?t be the Slayer, and I 
couldn?t be Buffy, not without my Willow there beside me.
Her face brightened and her pout melted into a sweet smile.

?Oh Buffy? you?re so sweet.? She rested her head on my shoulder.
?Is it still being sweet if I?m telling the truth?? I asked softly, 
whispering in her ear.
She looked up at me, studying my face, my eyes, searching for the truth? 
Answers? I wasn?t sure. She studied me for a few brief moments before 
brightening into a wide smile again.
?That?s even sweeter.? She said at last. ?And I know what you mean.? She 
finished, capturing my mouth again, filling me with soft kisses and 
whispered love.
I moved my hand up her thigh, across her belly, resting it on her breast.

Breaking off the kiss, she grinned. ?Buffy? what are you doing??
?Think you could be up for some more?? I asked, arching my eyebrow.
?More??
?Oh come on sweetie,? I started, sliding my thumb over the dusky peak atop 
her breast, bringing it back to full attention as she arched into my touch, 
her eyes closed. ?I wasn?t exactly fair to you outside? and? I know how 
worked up you can get after doing? that thing you do??
?That thing I do?? She asked, her eyes still closed as I continued to slide 
my thumb up and over her nipple.
?That awesome thing you just did to me with your tongue, Willow?
?Ohh, that thing.? She smiled.
?Mmm Hmm? that thing.? I agreed, dipping my head down to lick her earlobe 
gently.
I lifted it gently with the tip of my tongue before sucking it into my 
mouth. A soft moan escaped her lips as I did so and I felt her fingernails 
dig into my shoulder.
?Well?? She started, moving closer to me. ?I could be up for more? if you 
are.?
?Oh? I?m so ready.? I assured her before rolling us over so that I was on 
top.
?Okay Slayer? show me what you got.? She giggled, wrapping her legs around 
my waist.
Never one to refuse a challenge, I went straight to work.


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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
"i believe baby dolls should have realistic clits so baby dykes can start 
getting used to it!" -Alix Olson



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