Willow/Tara fic
This is one of my entries for alien_altars
Title: Laundry Be Damned
Author: darth_begbie
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Willow/Tara
Rating: R-ish
Cliché: We almost died, must have sex now!
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to the Joss
A/N: Again, many thanks to Shyone for betaing my on this quickie ficlet. Thanks to mmmchelle and svendra for putting the challenge together.
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"First of all 'yay we're still alive' and also? eww," Willow commented as she struggled out of her t-shirt. They had taken on a group of demons with the rest of the gang. Somehow they had gotten the worst of the blast as most of the demons were dispatched. They had seemed to zero in on the red haired witch and Tara had thrown herself into the line of fire to save her girlfriend.
The horror of watching Tara go down in the fray still had Willow's heart pounding even now that they were safe in the laundry room of their house.
Tara emerged from the other bathroom with a damp washcloth and handed it to Willow. "You'll feel better once you wipe some of the that demon goo off and get into some clean clothes."
Willow noticed the way Tara's fingers were still trembling as she took the washcloth. She wiped the worst of the goop off her face, neck and hands and went back to the task of removing her ruined clothes.
Tara watched even as she fumbled with the buttons of her own shirt. She let out a shuddery breath as more creamy skin was revealed. Willow noticed her scrutiny and made quick work of the rest of her clothing before turning her attention to ridding Tara of her clothes.
"You've go to stop doing that," she said as pulled Tara into a fierce hug.
"Doing what?" Tara's voice was muffled against Willow's neck.
"Being all heroic and stepping into danger," Willow responded with a sigh, "I thought we agreed that we're sidekicks?"
Tara wrapped her arms around Willow and said in a small voice, "I thought you were going to die. I don't know what I'd if anything happened..." Tara's voice choked off, unable to finish the sentence.
Willow tightened her hold on the woman in her arms. She inhaled deeply and tried to regain her composure. She stroked the soft hair at the nape of Tara's neck and kissed her softly on the lips.
Tara looked into eyes that had turned a dark green and were quickly being overtaken by dilated pupils. She rested her forehead against Willow's before kissing the side of her mouth and moving down her neck in a slow slide of lips and teeth.
"That was close, too close," she punctuated each word with a nip at Willow's neck, her ear, her collarbone. "Let's not do that again." She kissed at each inch of newly exposed skin as she stripped her lover's stained clothing. She backed the redhead against the wall and ran her hands up her sides with a touch just firm enough not to tickle. She trailed her fingertips up the underside of Willow's arms, ending up twining their fingers together as she gently pinned Willow's hands to the wall.
"We should at least get a dry cleaning discount," Willow joked, then her breath hitched as Tara worked a naked thigh between both of hers. Tara kept pressing until her thigh was snug against the warmth between Willow's legs. Willow writhed as Tara pressed even harder. Tara began to move her leg incrementally, rubbing back and forth over Willow's clit. Willow freed her hands and ran her nails down Tara's back, grabbing her ass and pulling her impossibly closer. Tara grabbed Willow face with both hands and kissed to deeply. Willow broke away from the kiss and moved her head down as Tara threw her head back to expose more of her neck. Willow moved her hand around and slid it up to massage one of Tara's right breast even as her lips closed around the left nipple.
Tara gasped and began moving her leg in a faster rhythm. Willow pulled back and kissed Tara, moaning into her mouth as she came. Willow rested her head on Tara's shoulder as she caught her breath.
"Let's leave the laundry until tomorrow," Willow said with a grin. She pulled an over sized shirt out of the dryer and handed it to the other woman. "I think we should shower, then go to bed. We're going to be way too tired to deal with fabric softener."
"You're such a vixen when you're blowing off housework,"Tara laughed as the redhead pulled on a relatively clean robe.
Willow caught Tara's hand and kissed her fingertips. "We have more important things to do right now,” she smirked, “In fact we have a very important shower waiting for us."
Title: Laundry Be Damned
Author: darth_begbie
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Willow/Tara
Rating: R-ish
Cliché: We almost died, must have sex now!
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to the Joss
A/N: Again, many thanks to Shyone for betaing my on this quickie ficlet. Thanks to mmmchelle and svendra for putting the challenge together.
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"First of all 'yay we're still alive' and also? eww," Willow commented as she struggled out of her t-shirt. They had taken on a group of demons with the rest of the gang. Somehow they had gotten the worst of the blast as most of the demons were dispatched. They had seemed to zero in on the red haired witch and Tara had thrown herself into the line of fire to save her girlfriend.
The horror of watching Tara go down in the fray still had Willow's heart pounding even now that they were safe in the laundry room of their house.
Tara emerged from the other bathroom with a damp washcloth and handed it to Willow. "You'll feel better once you wipe some of the that demon goo off and get into some clean clothes."
Willow noticed the way Tara's fingers were still trembling as she took the washcloth. She wiped the worst of the goop off her face, neck and hands and went back to the task of removing her ruined clothes.
Tara watched even as she fumbled with the buttons of her own shirt. She let out a shuddery breath as more creamy skin was revealed. Willow noticed her scrutiny and made quick work of the rest of her clothing before turning her attention to ridding Tara of her clothes.
"You've go to stop doing that," she said as pulled Tara into a fierce hug.
"Doing what?" Tara's voice was muffled against Willow's neck.
"Being all heroic and stepping into danger," Willow responded with a sigh, "I thought we agreed that we're sidekicks?"
Tara wrapped her arms around Willow and said in a small voice, "I thought you were going to die. I don't know what I'd if anything happened..." Tara's voice choked off, unable to finish the sentence.
Willow tightened her hold on the woman in her arms. She inhaled deeply and tried to regain her composure. She stroked the soft hair at the nape of Tara's neck and kissed her softly on the lips.
Tara looked into eyes that had turned a dark green and were quickly being overtaken by dilated pupils. She rested her forehead against Willow's before kissing the side of her mouth and moving down her neck in a slow slide of lips and teeth.
"That was close, too close," she punctuated each word with a nip at Willow's neck, her ear, her collarbone. "Let's not do that again." She kissed at each inch of newly exposed skin as she stripped her lover's stained clothing. She backed the redhead against the wall and ran her hands up her sides with a touch just firm enough not to tickle. She trailed her fingertips up the underside of Willow's arms, ending up twining their fingers together as she gently pinned Willow's hands to the wall.
"We should at least get a dry cleaning discount," Willow joked, then her breath hitched as Tara worked a naked thigh between both of hers. Tara kept pressing until her thigh was snug against the warmth between Willow's legs. Willow writhed as Tara pressed even harder. Tara began to move her leg incrementally, rubbing back and forth over Willow's clit. Willow freed her hands and ran her nails down Tara's back, grabbing her ass and pulling her impossibly closer. Tara grabbed Willow face with both hands and kissed to deeply. Willow broke away from the kiss and moved her head down as Tara threw her head back to expose more of her neck. Willow moved her hand around and slid it up to massage one of Tara's right breast even as her lips closed around the left nipple.
Tara gasped and began moving her leg in a faster rhythm. Willow pulled back and kissed Tara, moaning into her mouth as she came. Willow rested her head on Tara's shoulder as she caught her breath.
"Let's leave the laundry until tomorrow," Willow said with a grin. She pulled an over sized shirt out of the dryer and handed it to the other woman. "I think we should shower, then go to bed. We're going to be way too tired to deal with fabric softener."
"You're such a vixen when you're blowing off housework,"Tara laughed as the redhead pulled on a relatively clean robe.
Willow caught Tara's hand and kissed her fingertips. "We have more important things to do right now,” she smirked, “In fact we have a very important shower waiting for us."