Fic: A Firm Foundation (7b/11) NC17

[Red Willow <st8sboroblues@xxxxxxxxx>]

Title: A Firm Foundation
Author: Red Willow
Email: st8sboroblues@xxxxxxxxx
Archive: www.papa-bear.com/RW/
Distribution: Ask me before you put this anywhere naughty.
Disclaimer: All BTVS characters and reference to belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and all
those other peeps. i'm just using them to make my own fun. All original characters and fanfic plot
ideas belong to me, and are nothing more than a product of my dirty li'l mind. Girl-Girl lovin'-
you no like, you no read. 
Pairing: B/W overall.
Rating: NC17! Explicit Sex and cussin'. Smut ahoy!
Summary: pt7b. Follows 'The Spaces In Between' and 'Filling in the Gaps' - Much smut. Drama over a
naughty li'l video. Coming out.. more smut. You get the idea.
Feedback: Yes, please. Tell me how i may be of service. ;) 
Author's note: Let's remember that i'm just having fun with some of my favorite characters, and
that i have a dirty li'l mind. i won't apologize for anything, so if you're offended and/or don't
like what you're reading, then simply don't. 
**
I was wet. It's so easy to get wet when Willow reacts to my touch like that. When she's been
having one of those sexy dreams that wake me with her whimpering and the way her hips kind of
rotate. I love teasing her and making her tell me about her dream before we make love.  

Don't get me wrong. I was so in the mood for sex before she even woke up. But watching her still
sleeping, having that dream - that just got me so hot. Oh, and the way she moans and whimpers when
I touch her, when I urge her to keep telling me what happened in her dream - Oh God, that just
gets me going!

I had my fingers slowly sliding over her clit, that perfect little nub of nerves. Her arms were
around me and my lips were tracing soft lines along her neck.  

"Ohh... pounding into me." She told me. "Fucking me...  s-so good with Tara's tongue thrashing
over my clit."

Her words were like a shot of pure arousal, like a bolt straight to my cunt. 

"Damn." Was pretty much all I could say as I pressed into her body, groaning at the giant ache
that reached up through me. 

"Oh, baby... please." She whimpered and I met her plea with my fingers slipping down deeper into
her center, entering her smoothly.

"Yes. Yes, yes, yes..." She moaned, moving up to meet my fingers.  

Words can't describe how good it feels to be inside her when she's like that. When her cunt
blossoms around my hand, welcoming and slick with her want.  

But her panties were in the way, hindering my movement and her pleasure. Not wanting to rip
another pair - which would undoubtedly lead to me having to take her shopping again - I slowly
slid my fingers out of her.  

"Wha-? Oh..." She pouted and looked down at me peeling her panties down her legs. "You could have
just torn them." 

"And another shopping spree I can't afford?" I teasingly asked her. "Not yet, sweetie." 

"I-I'll forgive you if you put your hand back where it was." She offered, grinning.  

"Drive such a hard bargain..." I murmured, returning to my position and taking up where I left
off. 

"Drive. Hard." she whispered. "Ohh yes... please do." 

I felt her muscles clenching around my fingers, pulling me into her deeper. Such strong muscles
down there, my girl has! I never imagined making love to a woman would feel so wonderful until the
first time Willow and I did. So many years of this I missed out on trying my luck with Spike and
Riley and Parker and Angel. That's a lot of bad sex to make up for! 

"Buffy... oh, baby... oh, you feel so good..." She was moaning, moving her hips in rhythm with my
fingers.  

"I love you, Will." I whispered before capturing her lips. 

I slipped my tongue past her parted lips and was welcomed by her own eager, attentive tongue.
Deeply we kissed, our tongues caressing each other like my fingers deep inside her, moving along
her hot, wet hole.  

If only I could pour all of me into Willow for a time. To be completely inside her, touching her
everywhere at once. I wonder if the magic is like that. Flowing through her, so much more intimate
than I ever could be.  Thinking like that isn't good for me, though. I can be stupidly jealous of
things like that when it comes to my Willow. 

I broke from our kiss long enough to growl, "Touch me."

Her hand quickly found my nipple and I felt my insides clench as her fingers twisted and pinched
the stiffness.  I groaned into her mouth, pressing my sex against her leg, feeling my wetness seep
and smear.  

"Lower." I directed, dragging my lips away from her mouth.  

There was no need to explain what I meant by that one word; fingers scratched their way down my
belly and I was immediately rewarded with Willow's slim digits slipping between my thighs.

"Ahh... yes..." I moaned, my lips just shy of her ear. "Oh Will... baby it feels so good when we
touch each other like this." 

"Uh huh." She agreed, "But... faster." She urged me. "Come on, baby, fuck me." 

Willow's fingers quickly picked up a rhythm, sliding up and over my pulsing clit, both providing
relief and intensifying the ache deep within me. 

"Like this?" I asked her, picking up a new rhythm of my own and increasing the pace, thrusting my
fingers into her faster. And harder. 

Nodding, she whispered "Yeah... oh, yeah..." 

Her free arm held onto me, her hand tight on my shoulder. I knew when we were finished she'd leave
little half-moon indentations where her nails had been. I loved those little marks left behind by
our lovemaking. Little reminders of what we had shared. 

I could feel her muscles clinging to me. Clenching, as if that part of her were stretching in
preparation for her release. I was so very close to coming; it never seems to take me long. 

"That's it." I told her, my voice harsh and rough. "Yeah, baby... right there."

I kissed her hard then, meeting her tongue with mine in a grunting clash, as if battling for
supremacy. My thumb mashed down onto her clit, pressing and sliding quickly up and over, circling
it as I pounded my fingers into her.  

"Oh yeah!" She growled, her lips moving against mine. "Oh Goddess, yes!" 

"Don't stop," I uttered back, "Don't stop... almost... right..."

We were grunting and moaning in tandem, both of our bodies tensing with the effort.  I felt the
perspiration break out on my back just as Willow's fingernails dug into my shoulder and she lifted
her hips up, screaming out her release. My own sex coiled, the tension seizing for a moment before
it exploded, sending everything unraveling into my hips and chest and toes and fingers; fingers
that were still inside Willow, held onto as if being milked. 

She was whispering, "I love you," over and over again in my ear and I was nodding that I did too.
I love her more than anything in the whole wide world; always have, ever since the very first time
I laid eyes on her. That's not something everyone can say. But I think it pretty much sums up the
truth of our love.  

"Come 'ere." I whispered, gathering her up in my arms and snuggling us down into the bed.  

"I love Morning Sex." she told me, sleepily. 

"You love All The Time Sex, Will." 

Her lips curled into the cutest little smile. 

"With you," she agreed, "Definitely."  

***

Buffy knows just the right way to touch me. 

How deep. How hard. How fast and, of course, how many fingers.  Sometimes it's two. Sometimes it's
her entire hand. But no matter what, she seems so in tune with what I need that she always
satisfies the ache, the craving to be filled. I still remember our first time, and how nervous she
seemed. But when the slayer finds something she likes to do, she tends to pick up the skill pretty
quickly.  

I do like to encourage her, though. Tell her to fuck me. She loves hearing me say that. Dirty li'l
Willow.  And dirty li'l slayer too.  I don't know what it is that brings this out in us. I mean,
sure, Tara and I were like bunny rabbits in spring, but Buffy and I are more like bunny rabbits on
speed. There's this perpetual state of horniness we're in. I easily chalk it up to finally finding
the happies with my slayer, but why even try to rationalize it?  I'd much rather just go with the
flow and enjoy the ride. 

I don't know how many fingers she had in me, but she felt so good, and then when her thumb started
on my clit, I thought I would burst open right then! 

"Oh yeah!" I growled, gritting my teeth, our lips still touching. "Oh Goddess, yes!" 

Frantically, it seemed, I swiped my fingers back and forth over that swollen nub between my
slayer's thighs, my fingers slick with her fluids.  I wanted to come with her.  I was getting so
close; I could feel the tension stretching across my belly. I could tell from the way Buffy nodded
slightly, the way the muscles in her arms and shoulders tensed, that she was close too.  

"Don't stop," She told me. "Don't stop... almost... right..."

Only a few moments more and I was arching up, crying out as wave after awesome wave flooded my
body, rolled through me, knocking my heart around in my chest, and making me see stars.  What made
that very moment absolutely perfect though, was that Buffy was jerking with her own release, her
fingers still inside me where I grasped and clung mercilessly. 

Relaxing back onto the bed, my sex continuing in a series of spasms, I whispered, "I love you, I
love you, I love you." again and again. 

I was momentarily disappointed when I felt the loss of her, having become used to feeling her
perfect, slim fingers inside me. 

But then she wrapped her arms around me, and whispered, "Come 'ere." 

I felt almost weightless being held by such a strong, yet tender, creature as my Buffy. I was
sleepy and felt drained.  I could have easily gone right back to sleep in her arms; it is the most
perfect place in the whole wide world, after all. 

"I love Morning Sex." I told her, my voice barely above a whisper.

"You love All The Time Sex, Will." she responded. 

She was right. I really did. 

Smiling, I said, "With you, definitely."  

We stayed silent for a minute or so, each enjoying the post-coital comfort of our lover's body.
The warmth and safety of each other's arms. 

"Want to sleep?" I asked her, nuzzling her neck. 

"Mmmm... I can. But... we should get up." 

I opened my eyes and looked at her. 

"We should?" 

"Well," she started, looking down at our entwined bodies. "I'd rather stay here and play. But the
people we call friends are coming over in a couple of hours." 

"Oh." I pouted. 

"Such adorable faces you make!" She teased and began assaulting my face with tiny butterfly
kisses, making me giggle and play pretend like I was defending myself. 

We were both laughing and cuddling, hanging onto each other and enjoying the comfort and seclusion
of our bed for a little bit longer before we headed out to face the day. 

And our friends. 

After the whole fiasco with the disc, Buffy and I talked about our plans to come out as a couple
to our friends. Friends who were more like our family. We were pretty sure that they would take
the news okay but we both still had that fear that they wouldn't be happy with our choices.  I
worried that Xander would think I somehow 'turned' Buffy.  Buffy was worried about disappointing
Giles. It was a big worry fest. 

We knew we couldn't put it off any longer, though. We couldn't hide our relationship or ask Dawn
to continue to keep quiet about it. I remember how Tara felt when I hid her from my friends. I
didn't really mean to do it, but I knew they wouldn't understand. I had something of my own,
something big I was still dealing with, and I thought that it would be easier in the long run not
to tell anyone, or even introduce her to my friends. That just wasn't right of me.   

It was different with Buffy and I, though. At least, we thought it was. We knew we were probably
making too big a deal out of it - but we like to worry. It seems to be a thing we do well. 

"I'm glad we got so much done yesterday." Buffy said softly, holding me closer. 

"You mean you're glad Dawn and I got so much done yesterday." I grinned, giving her a light jab in
the arm.

"Hey! I helped."

"You set up the lights in the backyard."

"See?" 

Rolling my eyes, I pointed out, "While we did everything else." 

"I-I would have helped." She pouted. "You sent me to the store."

"Where you stayed all afternoon!" 

I tried to sound exasperated, but started laughing instead. The look on her face was too cute. 

"I kinda got distracted." She told me, her voice dipping in desire. 

She ducked her head and began nibbling on my neck. I barely remembered what we were talking about.

"Mmmm... I know." I closed my eyes, relaxing into her touch again. 

She kissed and nibbled gently along my collarbone and I arched into her touch, running my fingers
through her golden locks. Her hands were sliding down my body, seeming to burn into me once more.

"You... a-always get... distracted." I gasped, holding onto her. 

Her mouth found my breast. She circled my nipple with her tongue, wetting it slightly before
blowing on it. The sensation made me shiver and long for her mouth and teeth against my sensitive
skin. 

"Don't play." I told her, our playful bantering completely forgotten. "Suck it." I urged. 

Without another word, Buffy covered my nipple with her mouth before sucking it between her teeth.
I groaned as my arousal flared once more. She swiped her tongue quickly against me before tugging
with her teeth. Soon she was doing wonderfully painful things to my nipples, one with her mouth
and the other with a skillful hand. 

I reached up and grabbed the headboard, arching my breasts out, moaning and gasping a little bit
louder as her touch turned more aggressive. Apparently my slayer wasn't satisfied with our quiet
romp earlier. That was fine by me - when it comes to Buffy, I always want more. 

She slid down my body, her hands continuing their assault on my eager breasts, kissing and
nibbling along my ribs and tummy. 

"When... a-are you... ohhh... Buffy..." I was trying to speak but she was doing that delightful
little thing with her tongue that makes me forget how to form words. 

Her hands left my breasts, causing me to let out a disappointed whimper. They traveled down my
stomach, then along my sides, and finally under me.

"Hmm...?" she questioned, not stopping any of her movements. 

"O-our new little... friend." I managed. 

"Later." she told me, gruffly. "Don't wanna stop." 

I could barely make out the last word as her head dipped between my thighs and I felt her mouth at
my center.  

If there is one thing Buffy is good at, it's using her tongue. I don't know if it's part of her
slayer stamina or what, but neither Tara nor Oz could ever use their tongues like Buffy.  

"Oh! Ohh... That's... okay." I nodded and closed my eyes again, spreading my legs farther apart
for her as she began to lick and suckle.

She lifted me a few inches off the bed, supporting me on her hands. I felt lost to her. Her tongue
made circles around my throbbing clit, dipped low and swirled in fresh juices before returning to
circle, nudge, and flick my swollen, aching flesh again and again. 

I was reminded of my dream, flashes of flesh on flesh; the three of us moving together, working in
tandem to push each other into oblivious pleasure. 

"Wait." 

I nudged the top of her head but she didn't stop her tongue from continuing to slip over me. 

"Buffy..." I moaned and I let my eyes slip closed for a moment. "Oh, that feels... o-oh... but
wait." 

> From between my legs she looked up at me. She arched her eyebrow, questioningly and I grinned down
at her. For all the passion that had quickly flooded us, our situation struck me as comical.  

"I love you between my legs, baby." I told her, still grinning. 

"Then why not let me get back to what I was doing?" She asked before flicking her tongue out. 

"Mmmm... because I want to taste you." 

Her eyes slipped closed as she groaned, her breath hot and silky against my exposed sex.  

"Get yer butt up here." I commanded, tugging on her hair teasingly.

She made her way back up my body, leaving a trail of wet kisses along the way. When her mouth
reached mine I savored my own taste on her lips, suckled her tongue gently until she was moaning
and pressing her body against mine. I kneaded her pliant breasts, and scraped my fingertips over
the stiff golden peeks.

She broke from our kiss and gave me a naughty grin before turning her body around. I slid down the
bed a little in order to give her more room and waited patiently - or as patiently as I could -
for her to place her knees on either side of my head. I watched as Buffy pushed her firm little
butt back toward me, and then her slick, swollen center was hovering mere inches above my head. 

I grabbed her, clutching each shapely cheek, and pulled her down toward me, eager to lap up every
last drop.

I could feel her breath on me again and I knew it wouldn't take long before she was pushing me so
very close to the edge of ecstasy.  

"Goddess, you're beautiful." I whispered, just before I ran the tip of my tongue along her
glistening slit, finally tasting her.  

She greeted me with a gentle jerk before settling her soppy cunt back against my mouth, where I
began with long, slow, flat licks.  

It didn't take long before she was moving slowly against me and humming into my sex as she licked
me continuously. The vibrations sent shivers through me, like a tiny vibrator set on low.  We
moved against each other, the heat from our bodies causing our stomachs and breasts to break out
in perspiration, slightly sticking to each other as we moved. 

I licked her engorged node faster, pulling her open, expanding the quivering folds around it. I
concentrated on that one little spot I knew would bring her to orgasm, pushing her closer and
closer to release. It's an awesome thing to feel her come against my face. 

"Oh fuck..." I murmured into her sex. 

Buffy wasn't slacking off either. Her tongue thrashed over my clit furiously and I could feel
everything expanding, yet growing tighter; and like a rubber band I was going to snap at any
moment. 

I held her against me more securely, and my hips moved as if they held their own free will.  I
closed my lips around her clit and sucked it into my mouth. The move made her cry out and buck
against my face, but she never stopped her ministrations on my tensing cunt long enough to lose
the rhythm. I sucked that perfect little jumble of nerves with all my might, holding her to me
even as her hips threatened to buck her out of my mouth.  

Then I felt it, like a huge wave rising up over a tall wall.  I let go of her clit and simply
licked it. Hard. Over and over as I let out my cries of pleasure, my hips bucking up, even against
the weight and pressure of my slayer's strong body. She continued to lick around my clit, drawing
out my orgasm until she came.  

Her cunt crashed down onto my face, riding me, my tongue, my mouth, my teeth. She howled into my
quivering sex, causing me to jerk and gasp.  

I was stroking her thighs and kissing her trimmed pussy lips softly when she giggled. 

"What?" I asked, my breath on her sex causing her to wiggle. 

She moved away from me, careful not to knock her knee into the side of my head - something that's
happened on many occasions. She laid her body on top of mine, our lips close, but not touching. 

"I just get giddy when it feels so good." she stated, smiling.

I smiled back and just took a moment to observe her. Her lips and chin were still damp with my
wetness, and I could smell myself, as surely as she could smell her own scent. It was naughty and
erotic, and I couldn't help but snake out my tongue and lick her bottom lip.

"Mmm..." She closed her eyes and darted the tip of her tongue out to catch mine. 

"I-I love tasting myself on you." I told her, blushing. 

"I know." She whispered, ducking down to kiss me softly. "So do I." 

We smiled and held each other, the weight of her slender, firm body on top of me making me feel
safe and cared for. 

"I love you, Buffy." I told her just before kissing her again. 

"Mmm... more Willow kisses. I love Willow kisses." She smiled and gave me a few pecks on my
cheeks, chin, and nose. "And I love you too, baby." 

We stayed there resting for a few minutes before reality hit us again. 

"Are you guys ever getting up?" Dawn asked after knocking on the door.  

Buffy and I both groaned, closing our eyes and trying to disappear. 

"I mean, I hate to interrupt the Mega Lesbo-Love-Fest," She started, trying to sound stern, "But
we do have things to do, y'know." She giggled and rapped a tune on the door. 

"Dawn..." Buffy warned. "Don't make me beat you."

"Ha!" Dawn responded. "Willow would never let you abuse me." 

"Don't count on it, Dawnie!" I shouted, unable to help the giggle escape. 

Buffy kissed me softly on the lips again.

"We do need to get up, love." She said, her tone regretful.

I nodded and said, "I know it."

"Count of three and I'm coming in!" Dawn shouted threateningly through the door. 

"Don't you dare!" Buffy and I shouted back in unison as Buffy scrambled off of me. 

"I thought that would get you moving." Dawn laughed, apparently having heard Buffy curse as she
nearly fell over.  

Buffy has a habit of getting tangled in discarded sheets.

"We'll be down in a little while, Dawnie." I shouted, sitting up and grinning at Buffy's scowling,
but still nude state. 

"We should send her to boarding school in England." Buffy kidded. 

"Y-You're the one who told her to make sure we got up." I reminded her.

"I-I did?" She looked at me incredulously.  

"Yep." I nodded and got out of the bed. 

"Oh." She pouted. "Well, at least she has good timing." 

I just smiled. As much as Buffy liked to complain and gripe about Dawn, she loved her and equally
loved having her around. 

"Come on, pouty lips," I started toward the bathroom, "Let's shower." 

She wiggled her eyebrows. 

"Not again, Slayer." I said, sternly. "We couldn't afford the water bill!" 
**

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"Everyone's gettin' spanked but me."  - Willow


	
		
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