FIC: Nymphomaniac Fantasia - Part 3b - NC-17

["jin hayte" <jinhayte@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Part 3b

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Buffy slowly pushed the door open and slid into the dorm room. Immediately 
her eyes sought out her friend; Willow was lying in a fetal position, her 
back to the wall, asleep. Her hair was tussled, her eyebrows frowning even 
in her sleep, and her hands clenched the bedcover to her chest.

Buffy placed the strange looking cross she had taken from the demons on her 
desk and slid off her jacket. She winced slightly as the ruined leather 
jacket came into contact with the shallow gash on her right shoulder. One of 
the demons had gotten lucky. She had killed it for that.

Walking over to the bedside table she flicked off the light that Willow had 
turned on a few hours ago. The sky was starting to lighten outside, so she 
could see just fine without it.

While walking back from her early morning battle with this week's feature 
creatures, she had gone over her plan in her head, again and again; she and 
Willow couldn't be together.

'It'd be too difficult, and painful...complicated.' Buffy listed off the 
negatives in her head.

It would be hard for them both, living like this, having these feelings for 
each other.

'But it's necessary,' Buffy nodded, convincing herself that this was the 
right way to go.

However, all thought of not accepting Willow's love and allowing herself to 
love her friend back was thrown out the window as Buffy sat down on Willow's 
bed and looked at her. She gently pushed a loose strand of red hair away 
from her face.

"God, you're beautiful," She whispered.

'How could I cause you pain? How could I even think about not being together 
with you?' She thought, shaking her head. 'Whatever the Hellmouth or society 
will throw at us, it'll be worth it.'

If they could be together, lie in each other's arms, enveloped in love, 
nothing would be able to hurt them.

Buffy cupped Willow's check, feeling the warm softness of her pale skin. 
Gently sliding her thumb over dry lips, Buffy caused Willow to stir slowly. 
Eyes fluttered open and uncertain green met loving hazel.

"Hey," Buffy whispered, smiling softly.

"Buffy?" Willow frowned, not knowing what to do, how to react to this change 
in her friend.

"Look," Buffy said, retracting her hand from her friend's cheek. "I'm sorry, 
about before."

Willow didn't say anything, she just sat up, and taking the sheets with her, 
she slid up, leaning against the headboard.

Buffy took a deep breath, "Just had to think things through a bit."

"Why? I thought..." Willow trailed off. "I thought you, I mean, with the 
dreams? Don't you want me?"

"I...I was just so surprised! And I was afraid," Buffy admitted. Seeing 
Willow's questioning expression, she added "Of putting you in danger...of 
what people might say...I was afraid that I would end up hurting you, that 
I...that I didn't really love you," She ended in a whisper, looking down at 
her lap.

"Don't you...love me?" Willow asked, her voice breaking.

Buffy took another deep breath and looked up, smiling warmly, "I do."

She reached out and eased one of Willow's hands from her grip on the sheets, 
taking it in her own. She rubbed her thumb on the back of the redhead's 
hand, enjoying the softness. "I love you Willow, so much," She smiled at the 
relief and happiness shining on her friend's face.

"Really?" Willow asked in that excited, slightly high pitched, voice she 
used when she was thrilled, causing Buffy's smile to grow.

"Really," she reassured and slid closer. "I don't care what anyone else 
thinks, or what the Hellmouth throws at us."

She reached up and cupped Willow's cheek, which caused the redhead to close 
her eyes and lean into her hand. "If you let me, if you love me," she was 
now whispering, her lips an inch away from the redhead's. "Then none of that 
matters."

Willow's lips formed a soft smile and she opened her eyes. "You know I do" 
she said, remembering her dream self. "Love you, I mean," she added with a 
smile.

Buffy took a deep breath and leaned even closer. "Really?" she whispered, 
her breath caressing Willow's lips.

Willow answered by leaning forward herself, kissing Buffy for the very first 
time. Later, both girls would swear that as they kissed, electricity danced 
between them. At the moment, however, they couldn't ponder long about that, 
let alone open their eyes and investigate.

Soft, tentative pecks turned into deep, craving kisses, nipping of lips, 
tongues dancing around each other. Sharing this new and powerful experience, 
the two girls lost themselves in the onslaught of emotions erupting inside 
of them.

Slowly, the broke they broke the kiss, their lips swollen and their faces 
flushed. Buffy was lying on her back while Willow was straddling her waist, 
though neither girl had any memory of changing positions like this.

Buffy caressed Willow's arms that were resting on either side of her.

"Hey," she smiled as Willow opened her eyes, a content smile on her face.

"Hey," the redhead sighed in response.

"You okay?" Buffy asked, placing her hands on Willow's hips.

"Mmmmm," Willow moaned, leaning down for another kiss. She had meant for it 
to be chaste, but it quickly evolved into yet another mind blowing meeting 
of soft lips.

Buffy's hands soon started tearing at Willow's tank top, wanting it off. 
After a few failed attempts, Willow, overcome by a boldness she normally 
didn't possess, sat up and quickly dragged it over her head and tossed the 
garment to the floor.

Buffy was awestruck at Willow's beauty; the first rays of the sun filtered 
through the windows, illuminating the redhead's pale, slightly freckled, 
skin and colouring her hair fire red.

Willow blushed at Buffy's intense stare, fighting the urge to cover herself 
up. She gave a nervous smile, "You like?"

Had her brain been working at the moment, Buffy would've replied with 
something like 'you're beautiful, wonderful, a goddess'. But as it was, the 
only thing she could get out was a mumbled: "Uh...huh" accompanied with a 
gulp.

Willow's smile grew into a more self-assured one, and leaning down she gave 
Buffy a kiss, this time managing to keep it relatively chaste.

Her face merely a few inches away from the blonde's, she looked directly 
into her hazel eyes, "Do you want to," she swallowed nervously. "Touch?"

Buffy's eyes flicked down between their bodies, then up into green again, 
"Can I?"

Willow kissed her again. "Uh huh."

Buffy's hands gently slid from the redhead's hips, over her stomach, feeling 
the ribs under her fingertips. She trailed the underside of Willow's breasts 
with her thumbs, before lightly cupping the small mounds in her palms. She 
could feel her friend's erratic heartbeat, along with the rise of her chest 
as she took staggered breaths. Tenderly she caressed the taut nipples. 
Willow gasped.

"This okay?" she asked, circling the nipples with her thumbs.

"Oh yes." Willow moaned, leaning down and locking their lips together again. 
"Don't stop," she whispered between kisses.

'Oh, I won't' Buffy thought, as she flicked her fingers over the pink nubs. 
However, wanting more she gently pushed her lover into a sitting position. 
She placed kisses on her lips, her jaw line, nibbled on her earlobe, licked 
softly down her neck and sucked on the pulse point she found there. She 
moved lower, placing kisses first between Willow's breasts, then on soft 
round flesh, drawing circles around her right nipple.

Buffy's lips, gentle but excruciatingly teasing, were driving Willow wild. 
She wanted more, needed more. She grabbed hold of Buffy's shoulders and 
pushed her chest forward, trying to urge her to take her nipple into her 
mouth, only to have Buffy draw away with a smile.

"Buffy, please!" she begged desperately.

Buffy didn't need more coaxing than that, the lustful tone of Willow's voice 
making the want she already felt stronger. Taking one of Willow's nipples in 
her mouth, they moaned in unison as the blonde sucked hard on the stiff nub.

Still holding onto Buffy's shoulders, Willow couldn't help but dig her nails 
into the soft flesh as her lover flicked her nipple with her tongue, causing 
Buffy to wince as the gash on her shoulder widened.

'Okay, that was not a good.' Willow thought, immediately letting go of the 
shoulders and looked at Buffy with concern in her eyes. "Buffy? What is it?"

"Oh, it's nothing," Buffy assured her, lying back down. "Just a scratch. 
Demon got lucky." She shrugged, but winced once again as the wound rubbed 
against the bed sheet. She hadn't noticed any pain before, too wound up in 
the feeling of Willow's lips on her own for the first time.

"A scratch?!" Willow's eyes widened with worry. "Why didn't you say 
something?" she asked, then realized where she was; on top of Buffy, no 
doubt causing her more pain.

'Nice going' she admonished herself and practically jumped off the bed.

"Ok, first of all; yes, it's just a tiny scratch," Buffy said calmly, 
sitting up. "Second; I was kinda busy kissing you"

She smiled, but the smile quickly turned into a pout, "And third; why are 
you standing over there?"

Although she did enjoy the view, having Willow on top of her was so much 
better than Willow standing barely in reach.

'Ooh, sexy pout...no, focus!' Willow shook her head. "You're hurt!" she 
whined, frowning.

"It's nothing," Buffy said once more. She reached out and took Willow's 
hand, tugging at it. "Come here."

Willow relented, sitting down, one leg folded underneath her and the other 
off the side of the bed. "Let me...can I see?"

Buffy smiled and nodded. Carefully, she started pulling the tank top over 
her head. Although she insisted that it was nothing, the small wound still 
hurt a little.

"It's probably half healed up by now," she said through the top, struggling 
to get her head out.

Willow giggled at her lover's dilemma, finding it very endearing. 'Aw, she's 
so cute.'

She finally managed in getting the shirt off, leaving her in a black sports 
bra. Her eyes immediately found the sight of a grinning redhead. "What?" she 
asked softly.

"You're so cute," Willow said, making Buffy blush. "Now, let me see."

Still smiling from Willow's compliment, Buffy turned around and settled in a 
position similar to the redhead's.

Willow gently touched Buffy's shoulder, tentative fingers stroking to the 
side of the gash.

'Ok, so it’s not very deep,' she had to admit. 'And Buffy's probably right 
about the half-healed thing.' Still, if Buffy was hurt that was bad.

"How is it?" Buffy asked, turning her head to look over her shoulder.

"It's pretty shallow. Should be healed soon," Willow admitted, her eyes 
meeting Buffy's.

"Told you," Buffy said with a smile, leaning closer, re-adjusting so that 
she was half-facing the redhead.

Willow's hand wandered from Buffy's shoulder to her arm, gently stroking, 
causing goose bumps to appear.

Buffy took a staggering breath and closed the distance between them, once 
again fusing their lips together.

Their kiss didn't last long, however, as they were interrupted by the shrill 
ringing of the phone.

Grunting, they broke off the contact, their foreheads touching.

"Who the hell calls this early?" Buffy asked agitated. "On a Saturday!"

Willow smiled, though she wasn't very happy at the sudden interruption 
either.

"We should probably...answer." She said, pressing her lips together with 
Buffy's again while the phone continued to ring.

"Yeah," Buffy agreed, though she made no move to answer the phone, just 
kissing the redhead back.

Once again, they found themselves lost in the feeling of their lips 
together.

'I could do this forever.' Willow thought. But her sense of duty soon made 
her break the kiss.

"It could be important," she panted.

With a disgruntled whine, Buffy released her lover and pushed off the bed. 
She lifted the receiver mid-ring. "What?!" She almost shouted, causing 
Willow to giggle.

'Poor whoever it is on the other end,' She thought amused.

"Oh. Hey, Giles," Buffy said. "Yeah, sorry. What time is it?"

The clock on the bedside table read 8:30.

"Oh yeah, we, uh, we overslept. Sorry."

'Oh right, the Scooby meeting. How did Giles talk us into having a meeting 
this early on a Saturday, anyway?' Willow mused, then remembered that they 
were half an hour late. 'Oh!' She bent down and picked up her shirt, sliding 
it on.

"Yeah, yeah, I said 'sorry'," Buffy turned and rolled her eyes, but frowned 
when she saw that Willow was dressed.

"What's the rush, anyway?" she asked with slight annoyance in her voice. 
"Okay! Give us thirty minutes."

Willow got up from the bed with a sigh and walked over to her desk to get 
her bathroom stuff.

"Actually, make that forty five. Well, I don't know, read a book or 
something. Ok, bye," Buffy hung up the phone then turned back around.

"And where do you think you're going?" She asked in a sultry voice, walking 
over to the redhead and hugging her close.

"Buffy," Willow protested, but made no move to break off the hug. "We should 
get ready."

"There's time," Buffy said, giving Willow a kiss.

"But, we're late," Willow argued, but returned the kiss anyway.

"Mmm," Buffy moaned into the kiss, sliding her tongue against Willow's 
bottom lip.

Willow finally relented, letting her toiletries fall to the floor and 
wrapping her arms tight around Buffy's waist. Buffy's arms wandered from 
Willow's upper back, softly sliding down and settled on her ass.

Willow shivered and pushed her tongue into Buffy's mouth, once again 
eliciting a moan from Buffy.

After what felt like hours the two girls broke apart, their foreheads 
touching and eyes looking into loving eyes.

Buffy sighed and moved her hands up a bit, resting them on the small of 
Willow's back.

"What?" Willow inquired.

"I don't think I'll ever get tired of that," The Slayer said with a smile.

"Me neither," Willow returned the smile.

They simply stayed like that for a few moments, eyes closed, enjoying the 
feel of the other girl in their arms.

"Will?" Buffy asked in a voce that was hardly more than a whisper.

"Buffy?" Willow responded, opening her eyes.

Buffy's eyes met Willow's. "Love you," she said. Finally able to say it, she 
wanted to say it again and again.

Willow's face lit up.

"Love you too," She kissed Buffy again, keeping it chaste and short this 
time.

"We should probably..." she trailed off, gazing into Buffy's hazel eyes.

Buffy took a deep breath. "Yeah," She kissed Willow on the nose, making the 
redhead grin, then bent down and picked up her bathroom things.

"Here ya go." She said, handing it to her.

Willow's smile widened. 'What a gentleman...woman...Gentlewoman? Gentle 
Buffy...though not all the time, I hope.' Willow giggled at that thought.

"What?" Buffy asked with a smile.

"Oh, nothing. Just...thinking." Willow replied, her smile still lighting up 
her face.

Buffy placed her hands on Willow's hips. "About what?"

"You," Willow said with a blush, but didn't avert her eyes.

Buffy's blushed matched the redheads as she leaned closer. "Yeah?"

"Yeah," Willow answered, pushing their lips together again.

'Oh, this is heaven. I could stay like this forever. Always. With Buffy. Why 
can't we again? Oh right, stupid meeting,' Willow broke off with a whine.

"Do we have to go to?" she asked with a pout.

Buffy laughed softly. "We'll have a cranky Giles on our necks if we don't."

"Wouldn't want that," Willow agreed.

"Nope," Buffy gave her a quick kiss.

"Besides," she continued. "I'd rather have you on my neck." She said in a 
sensual voice, but then blushed.

Willow chuckled. "Miss Summers, are you trying to seduce me?"

"It sounded a lot less corny in my head," Buffy said shyly. "And it made 
more sense."

"I liked it," Willow whispered.

'Ok, off to the bathroom or we'll never get out of here,' she thought and 
gave Buffy kiss before moving towards the door.

As she opened it and stepped out into the corridor, Buffy quickly grabbed 
her stuff. "Wait for me!" she called out, quickly moving after the redhead.

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/Jin
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"She should have died hereafter: There would have been a time for such a 
word ...
...it is a tale, told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying 
nothing." - Shakespeare/Macbeth
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