The First Time--A Vignette (B/W)

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Title: The First Time--A Vignette
Author: Ivy Gort
Spoilers: None
Email: Ivygort@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Rating:I don't know
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Pairing: Buffy and Willow
Disclaimer: I don't own them, I'm just torturing them for you.
Summary: None
BETA: Ann Marie is the Great Goddess. 
Lastly, I am no Mad Hamlet. He is my hero.

 

 

The First Time--A Vignette

 

 

 

"I can't do this without you!" Willow told Buffy as she stood there, her raw emotions clearly written on her face.

 

"I don't know Will!" Buffy answered confused and frightened. "This is the first time I've ever done it like this.."

  

"I have faith in you! I know you." Willow whispered quietly to her, reaching up to take the Slayer's hands into her own. The Witch's expression earnest and loving. "I know you've never done anything like this before and it's okay; I'll tell you what to do. Just trust me." That was it. As she looked into her best friend's eyes, Buffy knew she had to try...she couldn't fail Willow.

  

Kneeling carefully into the space Willow had created for her, Buffy kept her hands by her sides until Willow reached out to take them into her own. Willow just smiled as she placed Buffy's hand on her plump, smooth melon. "It's okay Buffy," she said softly. "Just be careful."

  

Buffy was panting with the effort it took to control herself, she'd never felt like this before, the heat was rising up; she'd never knew that this could feel so good. With Willow's gentle encouragement she eased her fist down into the wet, slick channel, watching her face the entire time, going byfeel. Easing up when she felt it narrowing, tightening around her hand. Buffy glanced anxiously at Willow to make sure she was doing it right; she wanted this first time to be perfect.  

  

She felt the hard nubbin at the dripping core and marveled at its perfection. How it could feel so wonderful in the heat that surrounded her? Buffy opened her hand and used her fingers to caress along it until she had a goodgrip--she looked up at Willow--and at her gasping nod ... Buffy yanked outthe core of the watermelon cleanly.

  

"Great! Buffy, very good!" Willow clapped at her Slayer's accomplishment."One down and now only two to go before the party." The Witch said pullingthe de-cored watermelon closer to her along the kitchen floor. She then opened the bottle of Vodka and poured it into the opening.

  

"We let these soak overnight, Xander and Anya will never know what hit themtomorrow at the picnic," she explained as she put the watermelon's core back into place.

  

Buffy smiled, satisfied, and reached for the next one... It'd been so hot since the AC had broken .

 

The End





Author's note: This was written as a gift to Ann Marie and BH Virgo for their help on AfterLife.



Ann Marie, when editing Afterlife, made me take quite a few cliché's statements out of tPart 7 and I felt it made the story stronger. And BH Virgohad to explain why it would be bad to use a certain words when describing Buffy in Afterlife.  



But, me being me, I could help myself using both the cliche's and the word in this story.





 

Bright Blessings,

 

 

 

Ivy

 

 

 

 

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