Part 7-
They must've been at for a good 6 hours before deciding to take it into the shower. Buffy and Dawn had left for Sunnydale High at 7:45am (as they usually did) that Friday morning. They had exhausted the hot water over an hour ago, but they stayed underneath the freezing cold water never feeling it. Their passion and heat caused steam to rise up off of them as the cold droplets ran down their joined naked bodies. They came out of the bathroom as Dawn and Buffy came through the front door at 3:45pm to finally start the well-deserved weekend. They had to scurry, giggling as they went, to their room and shut the door before being noticed that they were dripping wet and nude.
Buffy and Dawn both looked up the stairs as they heard the two giggle and they saw skin, red and light brown hair flash from mid hallway into the bedroom. "I just hope they don't turn the house into a nudist colony. Or Streaking Central!" Buffy lilt filled voice mockingly stated. "Nah! Their just take it over the entire house and deem it their personal love nest and we will have to move in with Spike. Not that you'd mind, I am sure." Dawn teased her older Slayer sister.
After shutting the door to their room, Tara and Willow collapsed into each other's arms laughing their sweet little asses off. Falling onto their bed they resumed kissing that soon got a little heated. Tara was the one pulling away, trying to regain some sense of control over rampaging hormones and closing her eyes taking deep breaths.
"I am sorry Willow but I think we have to get dressed and make an appearance downstairs. So, we at least seem civilized enough to recognize the fact that we are not the only ones' who live here. Besides, I have not eaten in nearly 24 hours, I need nourishment and fuel for later, wife!" Tara finished with a glint of foreshadowing in her eyes, which spoke of sexual promises.
They got up and got dressed. Willow in a loose fitting dress from the 70s Hippie Era, Tara wearing her favorite blue sweater and jeans. Tara went over to the window to look out and see Buffy in the back with Xander talking seriously. She smiled and turned to look at Willow. They both shivered as if someone walked over their graves. Dismissing it as just De ja Veu, they took each other's hand and exited the room looking at each other and beaming with radiance that out shines the sun on the brightest day with the bluest of skies over head.
TBC:
They must've been at for a good 6 hours before deciding to take it into the shower. Buffy and Dawn had left for Sunnydale High at 7:45am (as they usually did) that Friday morning. They had exhausted the hot water over an hour ago, but they stayed underneath the freezing cold water never feeling it. Their passion and heat caused steam to rise up off of them as the cold droplets ran down their joined naked bodies. They came out of the bathroom as Dawn and Buffy came through the front door at 3:45pm to finally start the well-deserved weekend. They had to scurry, giggling as they went, to their room and shut the door before being noticed that they were dripping wet and nude.
Buffy and Dawn both looked up the stairs as they heard the two giggle and they saw skin, red and light brown hair flash from mid hallway into the bedroom. "I just hope they don't turn the house into a nudist colony. Or Streaking Central!" Buffy lilt filled voice mockingly stated. "Nah! Their just take it over the entire house and deem it their personal love nest and we will have to move in with Spike. Not that you'd mind, I am sure." Dawn teased her older Slayer sister.
After shutting the door to their room, Tara and Willow collapsed into each other's arms laughing their sweet little asses off. Falling onto their bed they resumed kissing that soon got a little heated. Tara was the one pulling away, trying to regain some sense of control over rampaging hormones and closing her eyes taking deep breaths.
"I am sorry Willow but I think we have to get dressed and make an appearance downstairs. So, we at least seem civilized enough to recognize the fact that we are not the only ones' who live here. Besides, I have not eaten in nearly 24 hours, I need nourishment and fuel for later, wife!" Tara finished with a glint of foreshadowing in her eyes, which spoke of sexual promises.
They got up and got dressed. Willow in a loose fitting dress from the 70s Hippie Era, Tara wearing her favorite blue sweater and jeans. Tara went over to the window to look out and see Buffy in the back with Xander talking seriously. She smiled and turned to look at Willow. They both shivered as if someone walked over their graves. Dismissing it as just De ja Veu, they took each other's hand and exited the room looking at each other and beaming with radiance that out shines the sun on the brightest day with the bluest of skies over head.
TBC: