Tara slid up the bed to wrap Willow in her arms, wiping a few beads of
sweat from her lover's forehead. They rested for a few minutes so the
hacker could catch her breath. Tara watched intently as the heaving of the
redhead's breath slowed to it's normal pace. Willow turned to face her
lover, both set of eyes flooded with sleep. Tara leaned in to kiss her
love with incredible softness. "'Night Sweetheart."
Willow returned the kiss, sweet and innocent, savoring the blonde's full lips. "I love you, Tare."
"I love you too, Will."
The two women let their eyelids fall over their eyes, thick and glazed with sleep. They were able to doze for a few moments before an abrupt knock at their bedroom door awakened them. The blonde and redhead scrambled to cover their naked bodies. The wooden door cracked open and a small platinum blonde head popped in three or so feet from the ground.
"Mummy?" The small girl's voice was high-pitched with fright. "I heard loud noises, are you okay?" She walked slowly into the room, making a beeline for the bed where her mothers sat. Willow stood, abandoning the sheet she was using as cover, and walked to her daughter whose gray eyes were so wide with fear that they closely resembled the huge pale moon that was hanging in the chilly air outside the open window.
Tara smiled, remaining on the bed, "Its okay Darling, it was just your imagination."
The child's face lit up and she forgot all about the 'loud noises' when her redheaded mother lifted her into a warm embrace. She let herself be carried onto the bed where she scrambled to sit in the blonde woman's lap.
Willow's eyes, filled with love for her family, danced with glee at the sight of her girlfriend wrapping her arms around their four-year-old daughter who was settling down in her Mommy's lap. "Did Mommy show you the cake she made to bring to school tomorrow?"
The little girl waggled her head 'yes' in excitement. "It's got candles and evwyfing!"
Tara smiled at her child's delight and the grin that was stuck to her face like duct tape as she Willow-babbled to her Mom in the baby voice she had yet to outgrow, describing every last detail of the cake Tara had prepared. Willow listened patiently to her child's informative rant, although she had already examined the cake earlier that day. The blonde looked down at the petite girl in her arms, yes, her baby was growing up so fast. "You'll be all grown up soon." Tara's eyes grew misty at the thought of her child's fifth birthday, September twenty-third, which happened to be the next day.
Willow wrapped an arm around her girlfriend's shoulder when she saw Tara's far off look, "Yup, you're growing all speedy-like."
The lovers' child squirmed in her Mommy's grasp, uncomfortable in the silence that had fallen over her mothers. "Can I stay wif you tonight? 'Cuz it's my birfday?"
The blonde and redhead glanced at each other; they had been informed about what happened when parents let their children sleep with them. A glance at their child's hope filled gray eyes was all the two needed to come to a conclusion.
"Just for tonight, because it's your birthday tomorrow, but this is the last time." Tara removed the girl from her lap and set her face-up on the sheets, tucking a blanket over her and kissing the child's milky forehead.
Willow nodded her head and stole a kiss from her daughter. Standing, she grabbed two sets of pajamas from the top drawer of their oak dresser; and, motioning for Tara to follow her, walked into the bathroom.
The blonde wandered into the darkened room where the hacker hand lain out a tank top and boxers for her. She wrapped her arms around her lover and stared at their reflection in the mirror. Her body, damp with sweat, shined back in her love's eyes; Willow saw herself, with toothpaste dribbled down her nightshirt and foam around her mouth, in Tara's. The women met gazes in the mirror, loving smiles gracing their faces.
"I wuv you, Baby." Though her mouth was filled with toothpaste and toothbrush, Tara understood Willow perfectly.
"I wuv you too, Sweetheart." The blonde puffed out her cheeks and slurred her speech in a loving impression.
They fell into a comfortable silence just the Wiccan, hacker, the peaceful closeness of their bodies, and the soft buzz of the bathroom lights.
Willow returned the kiss, sweet and innocent, savoring the blonde's full lips. "I love you, Tare."
"I love you too, Will."
The two women let their eyelids fall over their eyes, thick and glazed with sleep. They were able to doze for a few moments before an abrupt knock at their bedroom door awakened them. The blonde and redhead scrambled to cover their naked bodies. The wooden door cracked open and a small platinum blonde head popped in three or so feet from the ground.
"Mummy?" The small girl's voice was high-pitched with fright. "I heard loud noises, are you okay?" She walked slowly into the room, making a beeline for the bed where her mothers sat. Willow stood, abandoning the sheet she was using as cover, and walked to her daughter whose gray eyes were so wide with fear that they closely resembled the huge pale moon that was hanging in the chilly air outside the open window.
Tara smiled, remaining on the bed, "Its okay Darling, it was just your imagination."
The child's face lit up and she forgot all about the 'loud noises' when her redheaded mother lifted her into a warm embrace. She let herself be carried onto the bed where she scrambled to sit in the blonde woman's lap.
Willow's eyes, filled with love for her family, danced with glee at the sight of her girlfriend wrapping her arms around their four-year-old daughter who was settling down in her Mommy's lap. "Did Mommy show you the cake she made to bring to school tomorrow?"
The little girl waggled her head 'yes' in excitement. "It's got candles and evwyfing!"
Tara smiled at her child's delight and the grin that was stuck to her face like duct tape as she Willow-babbled to her Mom in the baby voice she had yet to outgrow, describing every last detail of the cake Tara had prepared. Willow listened patiently to her child's informative rant, although she had already examined the cake earlier that day. The blonde looked down at the petite girl in her arms, yes, her baby was growing up so fast. "You'll be all grown up soon." Tara's eyes grew misty at the thought of her child's fifth birthday, September twenty-third, which happened to be the next day.
Willow wrapped an arm around her girlfriend's shoulder when she saw Tara's far off look, "Yup, you're growing all speedy-like."
The lovers' child squirmed in her Mommy's grasp, uncomfortable in the silence that had fallen over her mothers. "Can I stay wif you tonight? 'Cuz it's my birfday?"
The blonde and redhead glanced at each other; they had been informed about what happened when parents let their children sleep with them. A glance at their child's hope filled gray eyes was all the two needed to come to a conclusion.
"Just for tonight, because it's your birthday tomorrow, but this is the last time." Tara removed the girl from her lap and set her face-up on the sheets, tucking a blanket over her and kissing the child's milky forehead.
Willow nodded her head and stole a kiss from her daughter. Standing, she grabbed two sets of pajamas from the top drawer of their oak dresser; and, motioning for Tara to follow her, walked into the bathroom.
The blonde wandered into the darkened room where the hacker hand lain out a tank top and boxers for her. She wrapped her arms around her lover and stared at their reflection in the mirror. Her body, damp with sweat, shined back in her love's eyes; Willow saw herself, with toothpaste dribbled down her nightshirt and foam around her mouth, in Tara's. The women met gazes in the mirror, loving smiles gracing their faces.
"I wuv you, Baby." Though her mouth was filled with toothpaste and toothbrush, Tara understood Willow perfectly.
"I wuv you too, Sweetheart." The blonde puffed out her cheeks and slurred her speech in a loving impression.
They fell into a comfortable silence just the Wiccan, hacker, the peaceful closeness of their bodies, and the soft buzz of the bathroom lights.