DISCLAIMER: No infringement of copyright is intended. You know the drill, anyone appearing on or mentioned on BtVS are ME's.
RATING: T
PAIRING: Tara/Jonathan
SUMMARY: Tara and Jonathan spend a fantasy night together.
SETTING: Set sometime during the episode, 4.17 Superstar
WARNINGS and or SPOILERS: We are under a spell so, technically non-canon/not-in-our-right-mind. Over-the-top wackiness.
Super
by Eris © 2005 — All rights reserved.
Tara blushed bright red, basking in the afterglow. She beamed like never before, completely thrilled to have had the object of her crush, her ideal, pay attention to her, much less shower her with affection and bring her to the ultimate height of ecstasy.
"So baby," Jonathan began, a strong arm wrapped tight around her, "was it everything you expected?"
Tara squealed with fangirl joy, quivering beneath his touch, as he ran a finger up her arm and kissed her shoulder, "Oh yes, Jonathan, it was more. So much more, oh wow! I-It was super!"
"Yes, it was," he nodded with a suave smile.
Tara snuggled close, laying her head on his shoulder, "You don't know how glad I am my girlfriend talked me into this."
He quirked an inquisitive eyebrow, "Your girlfriend?"
"Yes, I was so nervous. I didn't think I could do it. I-I thought I'd pass out, or-or die on the spot...b-but she said I could, and I so totally should--"
He pursed his lips, confirming what he had suspected all along. "So you're gay?"
"Completely, but Willow's totally fine with it. She gave me her blessing, then gave us a Wiccan blessing of sharing and happiness for the night's union."
"She did? How thoughtful of her," he replied, his tone registering genuine appreciation.
"Oh yes, she's wonderful, only..." Her voice trailed off as she wrestled with her thoughts.
He looked down at her, but she was reluctant to continue, so he took her hand and stroked it gently, "Don't be nervous. You can tell me anything."
Stressed, she exhaled a big breath and continued, "It's Willow, she was... disappointed..." Not wishing to hurt his feelings she added, "But just the teeniest, tiniest bit," then rubbed his chest and batted her eyes at him, "She feels exactly the same way about you as I do--" and began to place kisses along his collar bone.
"Ohh," Jonathan replied comprehending. He put a finger beneath her chin, raising her head to gaze into her insecure yet incredibly blue eyes. "Sweetness, all you had to do was ask."
Tara's eyes went wide, her heart began to race, and her mouth dropped open slightly, whereupon he took the opportunity to kiss her gently. "There's enough of me to go around."
Her breath caught in her throat, and she lost herself in his affections and kindness. She had thought herself happy before, but now, "Oh, Jonathan, really!" she exclaimed.
"Really, sugar dumpling," he replied with a dazzling smile that twinkled his sincerity.
She squealed with delight and draped herself around him, wondering how the night could possibly be any better, when he nibbled at her neck and inquired, "So beautiful, are you ready for more?"
Her face went wide with surprise, and she sat up. "S-So s-soon?"
"Sure, baby, you definitely do it for me," he announced with a seductive grin, taking her hand and guiding it to his sizable manhood, "I want you to remember tonight for the rest of your life."
Tara's heart skipped a beat and she trembled beneath him sighing, "Oh, Jonathan."
