Fic: Noises (1/1) R

["nimouri" <nimouri@xxxxxxxxx>]

Hiya, all! This is my repsonse to the TabulaRasa challenge a few posts back. 

Title: Noises
Author: Kuwee (aka Nimouri) 
Archive: If I have yet to give this to you, just ask.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Rating: R
Feedback: More than welcome to it.  
Notes: buffywantswillow challenge to bring Willow and Buffy together during `Tabula 
Rasa'
Summary: There are any number of possible events for the episode containing mass 
memory loss. This is just one of them.



With her tongue in my mouth I can only make vowel sounds. Delicious moans, 
praising a girl only my body remembers. As she laps lightly at my collar bone I think 
that she is most insatiable and I'll be just as bad by tomorrow. 

She's aggressive, dominating, and straddling my hips. I can smell the sweat, blood, 
and leather, just goading me on. With all of her super human abilities I can only 
wonder what I smell like. Less shirt scent now as its currently sitting in a pile of dust.

My hands run up her back and I swear she's either purring or growling. Either way 
it's sexy. Footsteps aren't though. Who is that running to us? Oh, gawd, she's 
pressing into me, her whole body on mine, breast to breast. All I can do is whimper 
when the footsteps transform into a stampede and I see a pair of combat boots 
tromping across the asphalt. 

Onto a crystal.

Randy's yelling something but then again it's amazing I can hear above my own 
noises. Joan is growling and licking my pulse point. I hear this massive cracking noise 
and think, `He just stepped on some thing important.'

Oh look, the world's gone blank.




I can't see a thing and that is purely my own fault. I know the second I open my eyes 
the consequences will rain down. But of course she knows I'm awake and this is really 
between us more then it is Tara and I. Tara is in the room too, I can sense her easily 
enough, they're one on each side, dueling over a lover. Only in my fantasy world. 

Tape my eyes shut and forget about me, please.

A fine boned hand, tingling with energy as old as the First squeezes mine.  There is 
no way you hate me enough to make me wake up but I will. For you. She deserves it 
too and I won't just toss Tara out. I owe her far too much.

Wow, those are some bright lights. Now the stars have cleared and I can see her sway 
out the door, an envelope at the foot of Buffy's bed. Buffy stands by the window, her 
senses covering the house, keeping an eye on Tara. She is well aware that I'm sitting 
up, staring at her.

"Tara's gone."

"Wows."

"It's not funny." She turns around and stares at me like something you're nervous 
about touching. Right before you dissect it.

"I'm not laughing, Buffy. I crossed the line. Took a deep, diving, plunge over the 
line."

"You crossed it all right." I can feel her senses zeroing in on me. My own mystical 
empathy gives me a similar set to her own though I doubt she could ever track my  
mental movements. She feels angry. Blue really. A hot blue flame of sorrow. 
Melodramatic much? Well it fits. She's sad because she's angry that's she's sad when 
the anger came first.

"More than one."

Now she's yelling. "You damn well know what you did! You-you tore us down! You 
formed us into something not quite-"

"Us? Oh, Buffy, it was us. All us. Truer than we'll ever be again because there were no 
secrets between us." I'm slipping into my zone. All this knowledge swimming through 
my head.

"That is not real."

"Of course it's real! From day one there was something. The minute a `no holds 
barred' match popped up you knew it was  now or never. Somewhere you knew." 
Tagged since the beginning.

She turns around and walks to the door, flash frozen. "Read the letter your girlfriend 
left you and sleep. Giles says sleep will be your best bet once the withdrawals kick 
in." Ouch.

My head is slung to the side, wavy red hair fanned out, hiding my face from a girl 
one floor lower. I'll never forget the noises her feet made as she left. Every time I 
think, `She's gone.' I'll hear the creaking.




~END~






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