Fic: A Firm Foundation (11/11) NC-17

[Red Willow <st8sboroblues@xxxxxxxxx>]

Title: A Firm Foundation
Author: Red Willow
Email: st8sboroblues@xxxxxxxxx
Archive: www.papa-bear.com/RW/
Disclaimer: All BtVS characters and referance 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 story ideas
are simply a product of my warped little mind. Girl-Girl lovin'. You no like, you no read. 
Pairing: B/W
Rating: NC-17. Explicit sex and cussin'. Smut ahoy!
Author's note: Thanks to mudrat for the beta and inspiration. 
**

With the blindfold on, my vision was cut off, but not my senses. They were on overdrive. I could
smell us. Hear and feel Willow's increased pulse. I could even feel the strain in her body as she
held back from just taking me.  She likes to play.  She likes to have her way with me and that's
just fine with me! I have to be in control all the time. I have to know what's going on and how to
fix everything. I have to be the slayer and that force within me doesn't let me submit to failure.
But I can let some of that control go with Willow.  Oh, I definitely like to be the dominant one,
but when she's in the mood for it, there's nothing that can stop this slayer from doing whatever
Willow wants.  

"Please just fuck me already!" 

I couldn't help it. I needed her; needed to be filled and fucked hard. Nothing beats deep, hard
penetration after a good patrol - and my Willow knows all about giving it good and hard.

She was inside me. Willow. Not the dildo. Not some piece of silicone.  It was Willow and her
passion and love and need.  It was her that my muscles were grasping, her that slid into me deep
and sharp, her that I pushed back on, clenching, clinging too. 

She grunted with her thrusts, scratching her fingers along my back, squeezing my ass. Deep and
hard she plunged, each thrust sending my entire body forward with the momentum, but each time I
pushed back to meet her again. 

"Oh yeah... oh fuck yeah..." I was panting, gripping the edge of the bed with a fierce grip.  

"Goddess, Buffy!" She cried, her voice hoarse, "You're so... beautiful. Ahh...  the way you...
move..."  

She grasped my hips; her short nails dug into my skin, and she really began pounding into me. 
Willow doesn't need slayer strength or stamina - I personally think she's just naturally gifted. 

"We were so -" She plunged into me. "Frenzied that night." Another deep thrust. "So primal."  And
another.  "And I can see us right now."  

"Fuck, baby... " I croaked, my hips bucking back, faster.  

When Willow fucks me, she does it with everything she is.  She pours her entire being into making
me feel good.  It doesn't matter if she's using the strap-on, her tongue, or her fist.  When we're
together, it's like we just know we were meant to be.  She can be fucking me hard and fast, or
simply slipping her fingers over me with soft and languid movements; no matter what she's doing, I
feel totally and completely connected to her.  I can feel the love she has for me, and I know she
can feel the same from me.  And with no one else has it ever felt this perfect.

"Oh yeah... so... fucking... good..." 

She let most of her weight rest on me, and slipped her hand back down between my legs.  With her
hips working like a jackhammer, her fingers roughly rolled my clit.  The sensation sent every
muscle twitching as my steadily building orgasm suddenly exploded.  

"Willow!!" I arched and bucked, clawing at the bed. "Oh God Willow!!"

"That's it!" she groaned, "Oh yeah..." 

Wave after powerful wave crashed through me, shooting out from my center to connect with every
other nerve in my body.  My legs shook. My cunt coiled and gasped and wept.  My heart hammered in
my chest.  But I needed more. 

"Don't stop! Oh God Willow please don't stop!" I shouted, arching my back and dipping my hips low.


There was no Buffy anymore.  I was all feeling. All flesh and nerves, and Willow was plugged into
me like an electrical source, supplying me with all the power and strength and pleasure I needed. 


I rested most of my weight on my elbows, my head up, and my mouth hanging open as I moaned and
cried loudly, without restraint.  Everything just felt so fucking good, and Willow didn't stop;
she kept pounding into me, kept swiping her fingers back and forth and I knew it wouldn't take
long before I came again. Came hard and would probably wake up Dawn with my wails.

"I'm here."  Willow gasped. "Not... stopping... not yet..." 

And she didn't, she grunted and cried and clung to me harder, but she didn't stop her thrusts. 
The tremors of my orgasm were nowhere near fading before I felt my second one coming on strong.  

"Oh fuck, Buffy!"  Willow cried, stalling out for a moment.  "I'm gonna... oh 
Goddess..."  

"That's it, baby, come on!"  I cried out, knowing how close I was to release as well. 

Willow slammed into me harder and faster than before, her own orgasm rocking through her, pushing
her to buck against me again and again.  Her free hand dug into my side, her nails practically
tearing at my skin. 

That was all I needed.  I came with a ferocity that shook the entire bed; that drew my voice out
until my vocal chords were sore.  A Crayola pattern of color splashed across my hidden vision as
my toes tensed and curled.  Willow, my power supply, was trembling against me, slowing her pace,
and I was shaking and gasping and trying not to pass out.  

She pulled out of me and I heard the harness hit the floor just seconds later.  Turning to sit, I
felt her hands on my head, pulling the blindfold off.  I blinked at the light at first until I
zeroed in on Willow's flushed and ragged state.  Her hands caressed my cheeks, her fingers
lingering over my lips. I kissed each one of her fingertips as we kept eye contact.  

"I love you so much." She breathed through a soft smile. 

"Oh, Willow. My Willow..." I pulled her to me, wrapping my arms around her.  

Together, we lay down on the bed, holding each other, and staring into each other's eyes.  

"I love you." I told her. "Love you more than I've ever loved anyone in my entire life." 

She smiled, and traced her thumb along my damp brow.  

"I know." She whispered with a smile. "It's the same for me."

We kissed softly, our lips gently massaging, lifting to leave, before slowly settling in longer. I
could taste her sweat, and still hear the thudding of her heartbeat. 

"Do... do you think we'll be together... forever?"  I asked shyly. 

"What haven't we been through together?"  She asked. "A-All that hellmouthy stuff... a-and we're
still best friends, right?"

"True."

"So... why not now?"  She brushed her lips over mine.  "I-I've never wanted anything so much.
Never been... so sure of anything. A-And I've never, in all my life, felt this way, Buffy."  

"God, you're beautiful."  I told her, capturing her lips once more.  

I gently slid my tongue along the bottom of her upper lip, moaning softly when she parted her
lips, and the tip of her tongue flicked against mine.  I held her to me tightly, our chests and
hips flush, unwilling to have any room between us.  

Willow eased her mouth away from mine, a smile dancing in her eyes and curling her mouth. 

"Buffy... y'know... I'm not unaware of the dangers that face you... face all of us out there."

I nodded, knowing that if there was anyone who knew how dangerous it really was out there, it was
Willow.  She's been in danger, been in a coma; she fights beside me, does the research - she knows
that at any time I could die... again.  And she knows that that threat isn't limited to me just
because I'm the slayer and usually the one who's right in the middle of the battle.  Willow,
Xander, Giles... they've all been in terrible danger at one time or another, and I could very well
lose one of them tomorrow.  

"I-I know that I could lose you any day."  She continued. "A-and I know that the same goes for
me..."

"Willow." I tried to shush her. 

"No, baby." She shook her head. "Hear me out, okay?"

I squeezed her gently, and nodded for her to continue. 

"I just... just want you to know that every day we're together... a-and every day since we met...
that... I've loved you with nothing less than my whole heart.  With... with everything I have in
me."  She pressed her lips against the corner of my mouth and I felt a familiar lump in my throat
form. "And... every day that we're together... I want to make sure you know h-how much... how much
I love you. How very much... you mean to me."

"Oh, Willow..." I met her lips with a short, soft kiss. "You know that I feel the same way, don't
you?" 

She smiled and nodded before bringing her lips to mine again.  "I do." She whispered, her lips
brushing over mine.  "No matter how long we're together in this life... I want every day with you
to seem like... well, maybe not like the last... but... " 

"I know what you mean, Will... a-and... I want the same thing."  

"I love you, Buffy." 

"I love you too, Willow." 

I brought the blanket up over us and we snuggled close, holding each other, and looking into each
other's eyes until I was too sleepy to keep them open.  I was faintly aware that our video played
on in the background, but I couldn't be bothered turning it off, I was way too tired to even move.
All I wanted was to fall asleep in the arms of the woman I loved more than my own life.  

"Buffy."  

"Yeah, Will?"  I opened my eyes again and looked at her. 

"Remind me to call Tara tomorrow."

"Uh... ok. Why?" 

A grin curled around her lips as she looked at me.  

"I want to get in touch with her friends... a-and... maybe, we could... make another movie." 

I let my mouth fall open in surprise.  "Willow!" 

"What?" she fluttered her eyebrows, feigning innocence. 

"You are so naughty." I told her with a grin, the idea instantly appealing to me. 

"Nuh uh." She shook her head. "I-I'm seldom naughty." 

I rolled my eyes and leaned forward, brushing my lips across her cheek before whispering in her
ear, my voice deep. "Oh, baby... I've seen just how naughty you can be..." 

"Mmm..." she shivered.  "Okay.  Maybe a little naughty."  

"Uh huh."  I caught her eyes, nodding. "A-and you know what?" 

"What?" 

I dragged my thumb across her bottom lip. The move made Willow's eyes flutter closed briefly, and
her lips curl into a soft smile. 

"I love you naughty." 

With that I met her lips again, pulling her body tightly against mine, my fingers pressing into
the small of her back. She parted her lips at the urging, and soon our tongues were tumbling in
her mouth.  After a few moments of kissing, we slid apart. She inched down in the bed, pulling the
covers up to her neck, and rested her head on my shoulder. 

"So tomorrow, you call Tara." I told her with a sly grin. 

"And we make movies?"

"Uh huh."  

"Woo!" She giggled and snuggled closer. 

"It is naughty, isn't it?" I asked her.

"Maybe." She said, shrugging.  "But who's it hurting?  A-and if we do things together... that make
us happy... be it something kinky... or just... y'know... whatever... that's not so bad... right?"

"Right." I agreed. 

She leaned up and kissed me on the cheek before snuggling down again, a content sigh leaving her
lips. I smiled down at my Willow, knowing that was exactly where I was supposed to be.  I picked
up her hand with mine, letting our fingers entwine.

In a moment of perfect clarity, I saw our hands together, aged by time and battle.  I saw the very
real reality of a life for us.  Willow and I, always together.  So much had changed since my
friends... since my *family*... had brought me back.  Those first few months were horrible with
the harsh, cold reality of where I had been... the darkness... the pain... and lying there with my
Willow, I realized how much had changed. I realized that Willow really did bring me back to life. 
She filled the emptiness with her love.  Replaced the darkness with a bright, steadfast light. 
She gave me hope and strength to live another day, to see the many possibilities of a life beyond
slaying and the hellmouth - for not only Willow and I, but for all of us.  I saw aged versions of
Willow and I making love still after years of being together.  Holding onto each other, kissing
and whispering into each other's ears.  I saw a love that never dies. Never grows faint or
stagnant.  

I saw us... and it was beautiful.  



End.


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


	
		
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