FIC: Just Desserts B/W 1/1

["mike" <wizathogwarts@xxxxxxxxx>]

Title: Just Desserts
Author: mike
Disclaimer: Joss and company own Buffy.

Soft light filled the dining area where four women sat eating and
talking.  The booth of the exclusive restaurant was private and apart,
leaving sufficient distance to allow the occupants privacy.  

On the left side sat a slim young brunette with long, straight
burnished hair like ancient cedar.  Next to her sat a blond with a
pert nose and Irish moss green eyes.  

The blonde was smiling at something the girl to her left had just
said.  She unconscientiously reached over and lightly touched the red
heads hand and gazed into her emerald green eyes.

"OK Willow, enough with the High School years or I'm going to tell
them about that first Halloween."  The blonde teased her redheaded
companion.

"What about that Halloween!"  The short haired, olive skinned brunette
sitting on the opposite side of Willow asked in a decidedly curious tone.

"You really don't want to know."  Willow interjected hurriedly.

"Oh no you don't, Kennedy should definitely hear about the `The
Halloween'."  The long haired brunette exclaimed with a wicked smile.

"Shut up Dawn."  Will glared back at the young brunette, challenging
Dawn to back off.

"Ah come on Will, it's not that bad, even though you were dressed like
a skanky hoe."  The blonde said teasingly while nudging Willow with
her elbow.

Willow looked askance at the blonde.  "What the hell do you mean
skanky Buffy?  In case you forget you're the one who dressed me like
that and then with popping eyes called me a, and I quote `A dish'."

Buffy's face froze in panic as the tables turned on her.  "Uh are you
sure that's what I said Will?  It's been 7 years after all and I sure
don't remember saying anything like that."

"You called Willow a dish?"  Kennedy interjected causing Buffy and
Willow's heads to turn in her direction.  Dawn just smirked and leaned
back to watch the fun.

"She sure did."  Willow exclaimed.

"Will, that's not what a straight girl says to a friend.  A straight
girl says `Hey, you're going to knock his eyes out' or `That outfit
looks good on you', that's what a straight friend who's not attracted
to you says."  Kennedy's voice slowly became low and threatening.

Buffy's deep green eyes darkened while turning to face her accuser.

"And how would you know how straight girls act?"  Buffy nearly growled.

Willow placed her hand on Buffy's shoulder while her eyebrows tried to
climb their way to her widow's peak.

"Calm down Buffy, Kenny didn't mean anything; she was just making an
observation."  Willow turned to Kennedy while her head was jerking up
and down in a quick, short repetitive motion.

"Forget it Willow, it's an accurate observation.  Buffy's been hot for
you for years but knew she just wasn't woman enough for you."  Kennedy
sneered.

Buffy's eyes nearly closed such was her hard glaring gaze.  The
leather of the booth began to vibrate as some unseen but suspected by
all force began to emanate from the pissed off blond.

"I may not be woman enough for Willow but at least I can admit it and
care enough about her to not subject her to someone who's not." 
Buffy's lip curled and a slow cracking was heard as her fingers dug
slowly into the wooden table.

"Humph."  Kennedy exclaimed.

At this point a perplexed and admittedly curious Willow slowly leaned
back and joined Dawn in observing the two women on either side of her.

"At least I respect her enough to let her decide what's good enough
for her."  Kennedy slowly smiled thinking how good her dig was.

"Get over yourself; it has nothing to do with respect!  It's all about
your ego which is bigger than all the hell dimensions Dawn could ever
open."  Buffy spoke slowly, with barely restrained anger accompanied
with a final crack as her fingers finally gave in and crushed the
table edge.

"You just know that Willow would never want you and it pisses you off
that I'm the one she makes love with."  Kennedy replied with malice.

Buffy's eyes closed.  Moments passed as she composed herself.  When
her eyes opened she turned her head and looked at Willow.  At the same
time she reached her right hand towards Dawn indicating for her to
make way.

"I'm sorry Will, she's right.  It does piss me off that you're with
her and not me.  I apologize for making a scene and I hope you can
find it in your heart to forgive me."  Buffy then moved quickly and
left the booth.

"Fucking bitch."  Kennedy grumbled after Buffy had left.

`Crack!'  Was the sound of Willow's hand smacking Kennedy's cheek.

Blue and white sparks shot from Willow's finger tips as she glared at
Kennedy.

"I'm going to pick up my things tomorrow.  Don't be there or it could
get very ugly.  I'll leave the keys when I've packed and gone." 
Willow took a long slow breath.

"And Kennedy, Buffy was right, I shouldn't be with someone who's not
good enough for me.  But what you never understood was that I never
though I was good enough for her and that's why I settled for a
spoiled little brat like you."  Willow closed her eyes, tilted her
head back and shook her head.

Willow then slid out of the booth and went after Buffy.

Kennedy's jaw unhinged as her mouth opened in unbelief.  Her head
turned slowly to take in the contemplative Dawn smirking.

Thinking she had someplace to turn her anger Kennedy slid out of her
seat and stood to face Dawn.

"Want to make something of it?"  Kennedy challenged.

Dawn laughed.  "Come on Kennedy, even you're not stupid enough to try
anything with me.  The only reason you push Buffy's buttons is because
you know she'd never hurt you because she doesn't want to upset
Willow.  But hurt me and all bets are off and you know it.  You
wouldn't last 15 seconds with the god slayer."  Dawn giggled.  "God
slayer, I like it."

Dawn then stared at Kennedy making sure she had her attention.  "Don't
you?"

Kennedy ground her teeth then turned and left hurriedly through a
different exit than taken by Buffy and Willow.

"Neat, that was the best dinner ever."  Dawn smiled smugly as she sat
back down and picked up her glass of wine.  Sipping slowly she giggled
like a school girl while replaying the previous fifteen minutes in her
head.

On a low stone wall Buffy sat with her head in her hands.  She didn't
flinch as a soft hand with long slender fingers caressed her shoulder.
She knew who it was and always welcomed her.  It was just right now
she didn't know what to say.

The hand on her shoulder slowly slid around to the back of her neck
and she felt another hand push her back slowly.  As she allowed
herself to be pushed into an upright sitting position Willow sat on
her lap facing her and wrapped her legs around Buffy's waist.

The warmth and pressure flooded Buffy's senses, overloading them.  She
sat there barely breathing and not moving, afraid to lose contact and
afraid to move things forward.  She could only wait and accept
Willow's decision whatever it may be. 

Willow placed one hand on Buffy's cheek, slowly stroking the soft,
smooth skin.  Her fingertips reached to caress Buffy's ear, slowly
tracing with light touches the paths within.

Buffy's eyes fluttered and her lips parted as exquisite signals of
pleasure traveled over her flesh.  Her body tingled in a way that made
her part her lips and sigh.

Willow smiled in satisfaction as she noted the positive effect her
touch had on her dear friend.  She wanted to do more but couldn't
until she verified something that she was now very sure of.  She
tenderly spoke to Buffy.

"How long have you been in love with me?"  The words were soft,
comforting and caused no threat to the emotionally disarmed woman.

"Always."  She replied truthfully.

Willow smiled.  Realizing that any extended conversation at this point
was useless she proceeded with what she had wanted to do for 9 long years.

Her hand glided over Buffy's face to her forehead and very gently
applied enough pressure so that Buffy's head tilted back.  Willow then
tilted her own head and brought her lips to Buffy's and slowly
caressed them with hers.  Willow sucked on Buffy's lower lip, gently
pulling her mouth open.  Sliding her tongue into Buffy's her tongue
was greeted with soft, sliding caresses.  Their tongues moved and slid
against each other like mating minx's until Willow could wait no longer.

Pulling back and getting up from Buffy's lap she held her hand out to
the confused looking girl sitting before her.  After Buffy took her
hand, smiling shyly Willow blushed as she made a very bold request.

"Dinner is over with Buffy, it's time for dessert.  And I want you for
dessert.  What would you like?"

Buffy's eyes lit up in surprise but responded quickly with the first
thing that came to her mind.  "I like you, I mean for dessert I'd like
you."

Buffy hesitated for a moment then as her cheeks turned slightly pink
said softly.  "I hope you like cookies Willow because I think I'm done
baking and I'm reading to come out of the oven."

Willow laughed lightly and gave Buffy a soft kiss as the blond stood
to join her.  She then whispered into Buffy's mouth.

"Its closet Buffy, you're ready to come out of the closet."


fin
(This came out nowhere, just a mental belch)








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