30 Days Challenge: Day 21 (Willow/Tara)
Title: Day 21 (Morning schmoop)
Word Count: 555
Warnings: AU (Pregnant Tara), Pregnant Character
Summary: Willow and Tara in the morning before the birth of their baby.
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Willow woke up slowly. She felt the sun on her face and the warmth pressed up behind her. One of Tara's arms was draped over her shoulders and the hand rested gently on her breast. Tara's knees were curled in behind hers and she could feel each gentle breath on the back of her neck.
It was early yet and Willow stayed still as the sun finished rising. She heard the quiet beeps of Dawn's alarm clock going off across the hall and listened as the teenager stomped her way downstairs. Buffy's door, with the creak, opened and shut and Willow listened to the Slayer's footsteps on the stairs.
Tara started to shift behind her. She squirmed and kneed Willow in the back and dragged most of the covers over to her side. Willow shivered without Tara's warmth, her arm covering the redhead and the blankets were no longer keeping her from shivering.
"Willow?" Tara whispered in the soft voice she used when she woke up. Willow turned to face her and got a mouthful of sheet as Tara spread the blankets back over the bed.
"Morning." Willow smiled and she clasped the hand Tara offered to her. "How'd you sleep?"
Tara shrugged. "Off and on, we can't stay comfortable for long these days."
"Just a couple more weeks." Willow reminded her and she pressed their hands to Tara's belly, round and hard with child.
Tara sighed. "We'll be up all night and all day with the baby."
"I know." Willow snuggled closer and rubbed circles over Tara's bump. "We should make the best of these quiet mornings while they last."
"Oh yes?" Tara smiled. "What do you suggest?"
"Well. . ." Willow put on a thinking face and stroked an imaginary beard until Tara giggled. "I'll make sure you are comfortable. How strong are your legs feeling this morning?"
Tara groaned. "My ankles hurt, my feet ache. Are you offering a foot rub?"
"Not yet. C'mon, sit up." Willow got Tara up and had her put her legs down over the side of the bed. She built up a tower of pillows and reinforced it with their comforter. "Just lean on this and I'll see if I can take your mind off your feet."
Willow put on her bathrobe to protect her from the cold morning air. She undid the buttons on the bottom half of Tara's nightdress and gently nudged her knees apart until she exposed the lips of her pussy.
"Careful, it's sensitive." Tara warned before Willow licked her. "Ahh!"
"Shh." Willow looked up, laughing quietly. "Do you want Buffy rushing in here? She'll think you've gone into labour." She licked again and nosed at Tara's clit before sucking on it lightly.
"I'm going to miss this."
"Shouldn't you be screaming my name in pleasure?" Willow looked up again. "I can't keep your mind off the future?"
"I'll miss our mornings. We'll have to take care of the baby and you'll go back to school." Tara put her hand on Willow's head and dragged it back to her pussy.
"We'll still have mornings. Buffy promised to help. And the kid's going to grow up." Willow stroked Tara's thigh. "Besides, I can go down on you any time of day. You just have to ask."
"Good." Tara smiled. "Why don't you start now?"
Word Count: 555
Warnings: AU (Pregnant Tara), Pregnant Character
Summary: Willow and Tara in the morning before the birth of their baby.
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Willow woke up slowly. She felt the sun on her face and the warmth pressed up behind her. One of Tara's arms was draped over her shoulders and the hand rested gently on her breast. Tara's knees were curled in behind hers and she could feel each gentle breath on the back of her neck.
It was early yet and Willow stayed still as the sun finished rising. She heard the quiet beeps of Dawn's alarm clock going off across the hall and listened as the teenager stomped her way downstairs. Buffy's door, with the creak, opened and shut and Willow listened to the Slayer's footsteps on the stairs.
Tara started to shift behind her. She squirmed and kneed Willow in the back and dragged most of the covers over to her side. Willow shivered without Tara's warmth, her arm covering the redhead and the blankets were no longer keeping her from shivering.
"Willow?" Tara whispered in the soft voice she used when she woke up. Willow turned to face her and got a mouthful of sheet as Tara spread the blankets back over the bed.
"Morning." Willow smiled and she clasped the hand Tara offered to her. "How'd you sleep?"
Tara shrugged. "Off and on, we can't stay comfortable for long these days."
"Just a couple more weeks." Willow reminded her and she pressed their hands to Tara's belly, round and hard with child.
Tara sighed. "We'll be up all night and all day with the baby."
"I know." Willow snuggled closer and rubbed circles over Tara's bump. "We should make the best of these quiet mornings while they last."
"Oh yes?" Tara smiled. "What do you suggest?"
"Well. . ." Willow put on a thinking face and stroked an imaginary beard until Tara giggled. "I'll make sure you are comfortable. How strong are your legs feeling this morning?"
Tara groaned. "My ankles hurt, my feet ache. Are you offering a foot rub?"
"Not yet. C'mon, sit up." Willow got Tara up and had her put her legs down over the side of the bed. She built up a tower of pillows and reinforced it with their comforter. "Just lean on this and I'll see if I can take your mind off your feet."
Willow put on her bathrobe to protect her from the cold morning air. She undid the buttons on the bottom half of Tara's nightdress and gently nudged her knees apart until she exposed the lips of her pussy.
"Careful, it's sensitive." Tara warned before Willow licked her. "Ahh!"
"Shh." Willow looked up, laughing quietly. "Do you want Buffy rushing in here? She'll think you've gone into labour." She licked again and nosed at Tara's clit before sucking on it lightly.
"I'm going to miss this."
"Shouldn't you be screaming my name in pleasure?" Willow looked up again. "I can't keep your mind off the future?"
"I'll miss our mornings. We'll have to take care of the baby and you'll go back to school." Tara put her hand on Willow's head and dragged it back to her pussy.
"We'll still have mornings. Buffy promised to help. And the kid's going to grow up." Willow stroked Tara's thigh. "Besides, I can go down on you any time of day. You just have to ask."
"Good." Tara smiled. "Why don't you start now?"