"Buffy!"
Willow leaped off of Tara, wrapping the blanket she'd slept in the night before around herself.
Tara, initially shocked that Willow had called out someone else's name, sobered her lust-filled mind when the redhead jumped off and she registered the panic in her voice. Glancing backwards, she saw the other figure in the room and scrambled to pull the robe underneath her around her body.
"God, Will, I'm so sorry," Buffy said, turning around to leave the living room.
"No, Buff, it's okay," Willow said, "We were just…"
"Yea, I saw. I'll just leave and, erm, call you later."
"No."
Willow and Buffy looked at the now profusely blushing Tara.
"I'll go."
"Tara, no -"
"No really, I'll just, um, grab my clothes upstairs," Tara said, slipping past Buffy into the hallway and up the stairs. She appeared back downstairs a few moments later, where Willow and Buffy were both standing in silence.
"Tara, you don't have to leave on my account," Buffy said, giving her a genuine smile.
"You two should have some best friend time. Oh, and it was nice to meet you Buffy," Tara replied and went up to Willow, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek, and heading to the front door.
"I'll see you later sweetheart," she said, slipping through the door, "Love you."
With that, she closed the door behind her, leaving Willow and Buffy in silence again. They looked at each other and both burst out laughing.
"Willow, I am so sorry. I called, but there was no answer so I figured you were being all with the lazy and lying-in," Buffy said.
"You called? Really?"
Buffy nodded and Willow looked over her shoulder at the blinking red light indicating an awaiting message. She walked over and pressed the play button.
"Will…Willow, its Buffy…Come on, Will, you better not be screening! Okay, well, I'm in town visiting the Momster, so you up for mocha's? I'm coming over to drag you out of bed. WAKE UP WILLOW!"
*beep*
"End of message."
Willow turned and looked at Buffy sheepishly.
"I was, uh, kind of distracted. Didn't hear the phone ring."
"This so beats the time you walked in on me singing Kelly Clarkson into my hairbrush," Buffy said smiling.
"You were off-key as well. Um, as happy as I am to see you, I'm just gonna put some clothes on, okay? You know where everything is if you want anything."
"Yea. Oh and Will?"
"Yea?" Willow responded from the staircase.
"Nice lingerie," Buffy said and winked.
Willow blushed and ran up the rest of the stairs.
Tara shut the door behind her as she entered her apartment.
I cannot believe that just happened. So not the way I wanted to meet Willow's best friend.
She felt her hangover start to set in again and decided to get out of last night's clothes and have a shower.
She stripped off and put her clothes in her laundry hamper, before wrapping a towel around herself and going into the bathroom.
She stepped out of the towel and into the shower, turning on the water to a comfortable temperature. She ran the shampoo through her hair and rinsed it before putting in the conditioner.
Getting her shower gel and washcloth, she started washing her body. Her thoughts drifted back to the morning's events, lingering over her pre-interrupted time with Willow. She smiled at the memory of the half-naked girl, feeling a stirring sensation in her groin.
I do have a few minutes before I can wash the conditioner out…
She trailed the washcloth lightly over her breasts, moving from one to the other, then downwards across her stomach. She imagined Willow's hands taking the same path, and substituted the washcloth for her own hands, circling around the swell of her breasts, upwards and inwards until she was circling her already hard nipples.
She moaned softly and cupped both her breasts, running her thumb over the nipples. After a few moments, she trailed her left hand leisurely downwards, pausing for a second on her stomach, before moving to run her fingers through the soft brown hairs over her mound.
She slipped one finger inside her wetness and came into contact with her swollen clit immediately. She backed up against the wall as the shot of pleasure ran through her and she groaned.
Now pinching the nipple of her right breast repeatedly, she began circling her clit in a fast rhythm, her thoughts never leaving her girlfriend.
It's Willow doing this…always Willow.
She felt her climax building steadily and knew it wouldn't be long. She stopped circling her clit and brought two fingers to just outside her entrance. She thrust them in, gasping as she did so. Starting a hard and fast rhythm, she felt the palm of her hand hit against her clit, causing a delicious friction. Thrusting one last time she felt the orgasm break over her, causing her knees to buckle, so she was now kneeling under the stream of hot water.
"Willow!"
As the last waves of pleasure left her body, she regained control of her breathing and the use of her legs. She stood back up, under the flow of water.
Conditioner's definitely ready to come out now.
Willow put two mochas down on the small table and hopped on a stool.
"I still don't know why you wanted to come to this place. It's just filled with college kids and has sticky floors."
"Willow, the floors are not sticky. And I like the coffee from here. You used to as well…remember late-night study aided by glorious caffeinated beverages?" Buffy said pointedly.
"That was before Emma's opened up. They're so nice and cosy in there. And their frothy goodness is so much better," Willow responded.
"Every time I come home, we have this argument and every time you agree to come here."
"Well now it's tradition. Just like how every time you come to my house you have to exhaust my supply of chocolate ice-cream. I don't know how you consume so much and still stay so tiny."
Buffy shrugged.
"Fast metabolism I guess. Plus, the self defence classes."
"How is the centre going?" Willow asked.
Buffy had set up a fitness centre within her hotel, attracting a whole new client base in the process, and taught self-defence classes, which were open to the public, every Tuesday and Thursday night.
"Chosen One Fitness; named number one fitness centre in LA by Los Angeles Sport and Fitness magazine."
"Buffy that's fantastic! Why didn't you tell me?" Willow said, smiling.
"Magazine article only came out yesterday. I called mom to tell her and she insisted I come home for a celebratory dinner, so I decided to make a weekend of it. I got one of the gym instructors to cover me in the centre, and Angel looks after the hotel management for the most part anyway so it really worked out. Plus, it's been 6 weeks since you were in LA last, so I needed some, uh, 'best friend time' as Tara called it," Buffy said, sipping her mocha.
"Yea…" Willow trailed off dreamily for a second. Buffy noticed this and smiled, "I mean, best-friend time, totally. I really miss you Buff."
"I miss you too," Buffy said, reaching out and giving Willow's hand a squeeze, "So tell me about Tara."
Willow's smiled from ear to ear.
"She's incredible Buff. I mean she's sweet and kind and caring, and you know she works at Evanston too?"
Buffy looked surprised at this.
"Really? You didn't tell me that when you were gushing about her last weekend."
"Oh. Sorry Buffy, I didn't mean to take up all our talk time or any -" Willow was cut off by Buffy shaking her arms in front of her.
"Willow, no! I'm so happy that you've found someone. I mean, ecstatic. It's about time. I want you to gush all you want. Remember when you introduced me to Angel? I bet you regretted it for a long while after, 'cause I was all with the non-stop chatter about him."
"I didn't mind. I liked seeing you so happy," Willow replied honestly.
"I feel the same. And it's so overdue Will…and correct me if I'm wrong, but did I hear the L word mentioned this morning?" Buffy asked, nudging Willow playfully in the side.
"You did," Willow said, beaming, "She said it this morning. Well, technically she said it last night, but she was really, really drunk and I didn't know if she meant it. But she did, 'cause she said it again, and then I said it back and I did it without babbling, well the first time, and then, well…you were there for what happened next."
Willow started blushing again and Buffy laughed.
"So, about that…I mean, have you two…?" Buffy wondered. She knew how the redhead felt about waiting for the right person, and admired her for it.
"Um, no," Willow said, her blush deepening, "But, she's "the one", you know? So we will, well I mean, if she feels the same we will. Oh god, Buffy, what if she doesn't feel the same and she only went along with things this morning 'cause I was pressuring her?"
Buffy was quick to reassure.
"From where I was standing, she was enjoying it immensely," she said teasingly.
Willow looked at her, first in shock, then relief, and then a smile broke out on her face.
"Thanks Buff. So, to sum up, I love her, she loves me and we are soon-to-be lesbian, gay-type lovers."
"Well I expect details when it happens! I mean, not explicit or anything."
"I promise, you'll be the first to know. After us of course," Willow replied giggling.
"And, um, can I meet Tara properly? You know, clothes'n'all?"
"Of course. She said she wanted to meet you. I, uh, think she may have envisioned different circumstances though. Are you free for dinner tonight?"
"Free as a bird. You cooking?"
"I was thinking pizza. Really casual, sitting around, talking kind of thing?"
"I can be at your place at 7?"
"That'd be great Buff. I'll invite Tara over beforehand and make sure she's okay with this morning. I, um, promise we'll keep all our clothes on."
"Great. I better go spend some time with Mom. We had our special dinner thing last night, but had to go back to work for a special exhibit so I didn't see much of her."
"Okay. I'll see you at 7. Oh and Buffy? It was really nice seeing you."
"Oh, c'mere Willster."
Both girls got up and hugged. They pulled away and Willow drained the last of her coffee before throwing both her and Buffy's empty cups in the garbage can beside them.
They made their way over to the exit.
"See you later, Will!"
"Bye Buffy," Willow said, waving as Buffy went in the opposite direction.
Then, more quietly so no one around her would here, she muttered,
"Stupid sticky floors."