30 Day Challenge: Day 9 (Willow/Tara)
Title: Day 9 (Angry Sex)
Word Count: 602
Warnings: sort of AU, dubcon, rough sex
Summary: Tara finds the Lethe's Bramble and she doesn't take it well.
Tara's hand shook as she waved the sprig of Lethe's Bramble in Willow's face. "Why?" She closed her hand around it, breaking the dried flower into pieces that fell to the floor. "You know, you know about everything and you still did this. After Glory, after my family, you just couldn't talk about it!" She was yelling now and Willow buried her face in her hands, looking anywhere but at Tara.
"Don't fucking hide from me!" Tara slapped Willow's hand away from her face and pushed her back onto the double bed they'd been in the process of making. Her pillow was still on the floor, she stopped after her fingers had found the flower.
Willow finally met her gaze, she was crying and Tara wondered if it was all just a show. Did Willow care that she hurt her or did she just care that it had been discovered? Tara stepped closer to her, realising just how much taller she was compared to Willow and without magic, she was stronger too.
"Tara. . ." Willow sobbed and she didn't resist as Tara pushed her down onto the bed and climbed on top of her.
Tara pressed her fingers hard into the sides of Willow's head. "Do you remember? It was just last year." Her fingers bit into Willow's scalp, digging in and pinching. "Glory put her fingers in my brain. She mind raped me Willow and you took care of me." Tara straddled Willow and pinned her to the bed. "Et tu?" She asked, leaning in and biting the side of Willow's neck until her cry changed from sadness to pain.
Willow didn't fight back and Tara stopped biting her to kiss her roughly. She chewed on Willow's bottom lip and thrust her hand between their bodies, shoving it into Willow's skirt.
Tara felt Willow shudder underneath her as she palmed roughly over Willow's panties. She ripped at Willow's shirt with her teeth, a little bit of magic infusing her actions and as she tugged in anger, the buttons popped off.
"How could you do this?" Tara growled, biting through the fabric of Willow's bra. "You just want to use me? Is that all this is to you?"
"No, no, I didn't mean that." Willow bucked up under her, grinding her crotch into Tara's hand.
Tara undid her pants and pulled them down as far as they would go, stopping around her running shoes. "Prove it. Do something for someone other than yourself for once."
Willow squirmed her way out from under Tara. She made a noise of protest when Tara's hand came out of her skirt, but she bent over Tara all the same.
"Not like this." Tara pushed Willow away and stood up. She struggled with her shoes and pants for a moment and when they came off, she set herself up. With one leg balanced on the bed and the other supporting her weight, she stood tall next to the bed and beckoned Willow back, stroking over herself and feeling the sparks of pleasure mix with her anger.
Willow's mouth was warm and she suckled against Tara's pussy, her tongue, lips and nose working hard to prove themselves. Tara tangled her fingers in Willow hair, tugging her closer and thrusting her pelvis into Willow's face, holding tighter when she tried to pull away.
"Not done yet." Tara's fingers tightened and she heard Willow moan into her body. She knew the noise was motivated by pain, but that didn't stop it from sending chills of excitement racing through her body and raising goose bumps on her arms.
Word Count: 602
Warnings: sort of AU, dubcon, rough sex
Summary: Tara finds the Lethe's Bramble and she doesn't take it well.
Tara's hand shook as she waved the sprig of Lethe's Bramble in Willow's face. "Why?" She closed her hand around it, breaking the dried flower into pieces that fell to the floor. "You know, you know about everything and you still did this. After Glory, after my family, you just couldn't talk about it!" She was yelling now and Willow buried her face in her hands, looking anywhere but at Tara.
"Don't fucking hide from me!" Tara slapped Willow's hand away from her face and pushed her back onto the double bed they'd been in the process of making. Her pillow was still on the floor, she stopped after her fingers had found the flower.
Willow finally met her gaze, she was crying and Tara wondered if it was all just a show. Did Willow care that she hurt her or did she just care that it had been discovered? Tara stepped closer to her, realising just how much taller she was compared to Willow and without magic, she was stronger too.
"Tara. . ." Willow sobbed and she didn't resist as Tara pushed her down onto the bed and climbed on top of her.
Tara pressed her fingers hard into the sides of Willow's head. "Do you remember? It was just last year." Her fingers bit into Willow's scalp, digging in and pinching. "Glory put her fingers in my brain. She mind raped me Willow and you took care of me." Tara straddled Willow and pinned her to the bed. "Et tu?" She asked, leaning in and biting the side of Willow's neck until her cry changed from sadness to pain.
Willow didn't fight back and Tara stopped biting her to kiss her roughly. She chewed on Willow's bottom lip and thrust her hand between their bodies, shoving it into Willow's skirt.
Tara felt Willow shudder underneath her as she palmed roughly over Willow's panties. She ripped at Willow's shirt with her teeth, a little bit of magic infusing her actions and as she tugged in anger, the buttons popped off.
"How could you do this?" Tara growled, biting through the fabric of Willow's bra. "You just want to use me? Is that all this is to you?"
"No, no, I didn't mean that." Willow bucked up under her, grinding her crotch into Tara's hand.
Tara undid her pants and pulled them down as far as they would go, stopping around her running shoes. "Prove it. Do something for someone other than yourself for once."
Willow squirmed her way out from under Tara. She made a noise of protest when Tara's hand came out of her skirt, but she bent over Tara all the same.
"Not like this." Tara pushed Willow away and stood up. She struggled with her shoes and pants for a moment and when they came off, she set herself up. With one leg balanced on the bed and the other supporting her weight, she stood tall next to the bed and beckoned Willow back, stroking over herself and feeling the sparks of pleasure mix with her anger.
Willow's mouth was warm and she suckled against Tara's pussy, her tongue, lips and nose working hard to prove themselves. Tara tangled her fingers in Willow hair, tugging her closer and thrusting her pelvis into Willow's face, holding tighter when she tried to pull away.
"Not done yet." Tara's fingers tightened and she heard Willow moan into her body. She knew the noise was motivated by pain, but that didn't stop it from sending chills of excitement racing through her body and raising goose bumps on her arms.