Fic: Pillow Talk 3/3 Vampire Stories, prelude

[Crys Loch <pagansoul@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>]

Willow tried to look into Buffy's eyes, but they were looking away.  
Her hand continued to stroke Buffy's back as desire tickled all her 
nerves at the sight of Buffy poised this way above her.  "Buffy, it's 
okay."  She whispered, a little too breathlessly.  When Buffy's head 
rose at the words, the quizzical look on her friend's face snapped 
Willow's mind back to reality and she shyly looked away, dropping her 
hand to her side.



Buffy wondered again at the look in Willow's eyes, but didn't say 
anything.  Her own reaction still startling her, she took a deep breath 
and rolled back over onto her back.  Instantly, she missed the contact.



The following silence was too much for Willow and she tried to break the 
tension while cursing her hormones.  "So, have you thought at all about 
what you might do now?"



Buffy accepted the turn in topic.  She needed time to think.  "A 
little.  This is going to sound crazy, but I was thinking about becoming 
a fireman, or person.  Whatever.  I could be good at that.  And, you 
know, still do some good.  I'm thinking my psyche needs to break up with 
evil."



Willow beamed at the idea.  "Wow.  That's a great idea, Buffy."  Her 
enthusiasm stalled as her mind continued with picturing it.  "But how 
are you going to explain someone your size being able to do that, though?"



Buffy shrugged.  "Once they see how well I can do it, I'm kinda banking 
on the ol' denial slash acceptance routine to kick in.  I don't know.  
It might be worth a try."



"It is."  Willow confirmed.  "It's a wonderful idea.  And I'm all for 
taking a new direction.  I'm thinking I might return to the realm of 
computer geekdom."



Buffy dared to look over at Willow again, a sly smile forming.  "But how 
are you going to explain not looking or acting like a geek?"



Willow felt a blush tint her face.  "They'll just have to get over it, I 
suppose."



A sudden idea rushed into Buffy's head.  "We have to have a night that's 
just us Scoobies, Xander included.  With alcohol.  I feel a sudden need 
to get too drunk to care about anything, especially now without the dire 
consequences.  Tomorrow night, we should sneak away."



"Well, the only flaw I see in that plan is the hangover consequence the 
morning after."  Willow pointed out.



"Oh, come on, it's not like we haven't suffered worse injuries.  We'll 
live.  We never could really do it before, what with a possible ending 
of the world at any moment."  Buffy continued, the idea sounding better 
the more she tried to talk Willow into it.  A normal reckless abandon, 
it was a new experience she was suddenly looking forward to.



Willow glanced over at Buffy to see if she was serious.  Seeing that she 
was, she shook her head and gave in.  "Okay, I'm in.  And I'll drag 
Xander in too."



"Good.  Only we have to make him laugh.  We could tease him about 
Andrew's crush."  Buffy smirked.



Willow laughed.  "You noticed that too, huh?  I'm not sure that would be 
the trick to lighten his mood."



"Well, we could point out that it's better than all the girls being 
suddenly crushed out on him."  Buffy paused in thought.  "You know, I 
think that might have been Xander's only time delving into the black 
arts.  In a way that says a lot about Xander.  In another way, I 
remember that it resulted in me wearing nothing but a raincoat and 
coming dangerously close to undoing the sash.  Of course, back to giving 
him his due, he begged me not to do it."



"Wow.  New respect for Xander.  I'm not sure I could have done that."  
The words left Willow's mouth before she could stop them and she 
belatedly covered her mouth with her hand.



Buffy looked over at Willow, both eyebrows raised, but her shock was 
tempered by the things she's noticed all night.  "Willow..."



"Don't Buffy."  Willow interrupted, her voice a mix of warning and pleading.



"But I have to now.  Do you think of me that way?"  Buffy softly asked, 
trying not to scare Willow.



"What way?"  Willow stalled.  Refusing to look at Buffy, she picked at 
the bedspread.



Buffy turned slowly onto her side to face Willow.  "You know what way.  
In the gay way I finally fully caught onto tonight."



Willow stilled her hand and took a deep breath.  She closed her eyes and 
laying on her back; tried to decide how to answer.  She could hear the 
waves against the shore, the room was dark and warm, and a scented 
cooler breeze occasionally came in through the window.  All in all, the 
perfect conditions to tell the truth.  Smiling as a secret held so close 
for years was about to come out, Willow answered.  "Yeah, sometimes I do."



"Really?"  Buffy's tone was excited but puzzled, mild surprise showing 
on her face around a smile.



Willow glanced over to see her friend's reaction and had to smile 
herself in response.  "Yes, really."  She lightly laughed.  "It's not as 
bad as Xander's constant run on fantasy, but yeah, sometimes."



"Really?"  Buffy softly repeated, hoping Willow would continue.



"Buffy, your needle's stuck."  Gaining courage, Willow turned on her 
side so she could see Buffy.  "Why are you so surprised?"



"It's just I never noticed."  Buffy admitted.  "Until little things 
tonight, that is.  Which is funny considering that I've thought about it."



"You've thought about it?"  It was Willow's turn to sound surprised.



"Well, I mean, in a curious way.  Before, I mean."  Buffy stopped the 
rush to explain, and taking a deep breath; tried again.  "Before, when 
we shared a dorm room, we got really best friends close for a time.  
Then, when you told me about Tara, I wondered sometimes, what it might 
have been like.  Just in a curious way.  Not in a full board fantasy way."



"Oh."  A sly smile crossed Willow's face.  "Full board fantasy would 
have been alright too."



"Willow!"  Buffy blushed.



Willow laughed, relieved at how easy this was and how freeing to have 
the secret out.



"How long?"  Buffy asked.



Willow groaned and closed her eyes.  She just had to ask that.  "I don't 
know.  Since sometime in high school if I look back on it.  Though that 
was some pretty confusing feelings time and I didn't even admit it to 
myself.  It's just, well Buffy, you have to admit you're pretty sexy at 
times.  And it was hard not to notice.  Then noticing led to 
thoughts...  In high school, that's where my mind shut down.  In 
college, shared room, admittedly gay..."  Willow stopped herself, 
suddenly realizing where her ramble was going.



"In college, thoughts ran free and wild?"  Buffy pushed.



Willow's eyes snapped open.  "You really want to know this?"  Willow 
challenged.



"No.  Well, yes.  It's just, a little confusing right now."  Buffy 
offered, unsure what she was thinking and feeling.  With sudden focus 
she noticed there was very little space between them, though they 
weren't touching.  She remembered their earlier hug and how good it felt.



"Confusing?  How?"  Willow gently pressed.



Buffy looked into Willow's eyes.  "Confusing in that I really want to 
kiss you right now."  Buffy admitted.



"What?"  Willow blinked, not sure she was hearing this correctly.



"Confusing in that I really want to kiss you right now."  Buffy calmly 
repeated.



"I heard you, it's just..."  Willow took a breath and tried to calm her 
suddenly racing pulse.  "It's just I didn't think I could have heard 
that right."



"I've just been remembering, those dorm room thoughts.  I lied before.  
There was one full board fantasy."  Buffy continued.  The confusion was 
clearing in her mind the more she thought about this.



"So you're just curious."  Willow countered her own rush of fantastic 
thoughts with the reality and limitation of what Buffy was proposing.



"No and yes."  Buffy closed her eyes, trying to find the right words.  
When she opened them, she found Willow's eyes and held them, willing her 
friend to understand.  "There's curious and it's a little confusing.  
But mostly, there's you and me and everything we've been through and 
relief.  We made it.  There's still an us.  And the way you've looked at 
me tonight... and the way I feel... is more than a hug can express."



"What do you want, Buffy?  Just one kiss?  One night?  Starting a whole 
relationship?  That's what this friendship needs, is another 
complication."  Willow was trying to sort it out, make it clearer.  She 
had wanted Buffy off and on for so long, she didn't want to jump to 
conclusions or actions.



"I don't know.  Exactly.  You heard the confusing part right?"  Buffy 
honestly replied.  "Somewhere beyond a kiss, definitely a night, and can 
we just see from there?  It's always been complicated.  Between us I mean."



"We probably shouldn't."  Willow managed to whisper, her eyes lost in 
Buffy's gaze.



"Willow, can I kiss you?"  Buffy asked as she reached out to stroke some 
of Willow's hair away from her face and leaned closer.  At Willow's 
answering nod, she bent forward and lightly touched her lips to 
Willow's.  Closing her eyes, she continued the kiss a little firmer 
before pulling slightly away.



Willow closed her eyes at the contact, kissing Buffy in return.  Keeping 
her body still, she let Buffy set the pace, bracing herself for the 
possibility that it ends with the one kiss.  She didn't dare let the 
desire out just yet.  She was sure she wanted this, wanted it for 
years.  She thought maybe Buffy wasn't as sure.  When the kiss ended, 
Willow opened her eyes and recognized desire showing in Buffy's.  And as 
Buffy leaned forward again, she let herself react; bringing her hand up, 
she tangled her fingers in the hair at the back of Buffy's neck and 
pulled her into the kiss.



This time, the kiss lingered longer.  Buffy felt Willow's tongue trace 
her lips and she opened to it; meeting it with her own.  Pushing 
forward, Buffy rolled them until Willow was on her back and she was 
braced above her.  Eventually, the kiss ended.  Pulling back slightly, 
Buffy smiled.  "Wow."



"Yeah."  Willow smiled up in return.  Her hand moved from Buffy's neck 
to stroke her back.  This time Willow didn't look shyly away and let 
Buffy see the desire in her eyes.



Buffy ran her fingers lightly down Willow's cheek, across her jaw and 
down to her neck; pausing at a pulse point.  "Your pulse is racing."



Willow laughed lightly.  "Disappointed?"



Buffy slowly smiled.  "Not at all.  So far better than once imagined."



"And what happened to this is kinky only after too much to drink 
stuff?"  Willow challenged playfully.



"Well I plan on getting drunk tomorrow, it'll all balance out then.  
Besides," Buffy continued, a sly sexy half smile preceding the words, "I 
am into kinky.  Remember?"  Enjoying the stunned look on Willow's face, 
she fell forward and started another kiss.  Buffy let her body fall to 
rest halfway on Willow's.  She felt their legs tangle between each 
others.  She felt Willow's hand reach under her shirt to stroke bare 
skin on her back.  Buffy moved her lips along Willow's jaw, down her 
neck and back up to her ear.  Willow's hand moved across her shoulder 
and down her side.  Then Buffy felt Willow's hand move up inside her 
shirt and cup her breast, a thumb grazing her nipple.  "Oh god," Buffy 
whispered in Willow's ear.  Taking her cue, she moved her hand down to 
Willow's breast.  This was all similar to experiences she's had before.  
This was all so new.



Buffy felt Willow's hands begin to remove her shirt and she sat up 
slightly to pull it over her head and toss it to the floor.  Willow's 
hands cupped her breasts, stroked her nipples; her head fell forward and 
she closed her eyes; lost in the sensation.  "Willow," she moaned with 
growing need as she started to pull Willow's shirt over her head.  As 
Willow lay back down, Buffy paused to let the sight sink in.  She 
lightly traced each breast with her fingers, then bent forward and 
traced one with her tongue.  Sucking a nipple into her mouth, she heard 
Willow's answering gasp and moan.



Buffy returned her lips to Willow's, the kiss urgent and never-ending.  
They continued to kiss as their hands caressed and explored.  Lost in 
sensations, the kisses blended one into another; only pausing for deeply 
needed breaths and frantic removal of the rest of their clothing.  
Buffy's touch was hesitant as she slipped her fingers between Willow's 
legs and gently stroked.  Willow's was more certain and controlled as 
she entered Buffy; moving in a slow rhythm and stroking the clit with 
her thumb.  And even after each had climaxed, the kisses continued; less 
urgent but just as passionate.  Tangling their bodies around each other, 
the kisses eventually slowed and stopped.  In the darkened room, to the 
sound of waves against the shore, they held each other as they fell 
asleep.  They at least had tonight and perhaps the rest of their lives.  
   





Willow: "It's a good fight, Buffy, and I want in."
Buffy:  "I kinda love you."
                     'Choices'

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