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Chapter 21
Both women finally collapse on the bed, covered in sweat and panting heavily.
"Fuck, me." Faith pants out in a whisper, her eyes closed and her body shaking.
Chuckling quietly Tara opens one eye to look at the Dark Slayer. "I think I just did."
Faith nods her head slowly. "Oh, yeah. And a damn good job you did of it, too. To fuckin' good. If Red popped in right now, I probably wouldn't be able to lift a finger against her." Faith pants out the words slowly.
"Don't jinx us, Faith." Tara groans out rolling over and throwing an arm across the slayer's rib cage and burying her face in her sweat soaked hair. Inhaling deeply, Tara smiles. "You smell good."
Faith chuckles. "I smell like sweat and sex."
"Exactly." Tara whispers leaning in and licking up her neck before rubbing her face against her neck, feeling her limbs getting heavy with sleep. "Nap time." Tara murmurs quietly.
"Yeah. Sounds good." Faith whispers feeling her eyes getting heavy.
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Buffy lets herself in the house and smirks seeing Tara's shirt and bra still lying on the carpet by the couch. Listening intently, she hears the heavy breathing of the two women upstairs in the bedroom. Quickly walking up the stairs, she shakes her head at the sight of the two sweat soaked women lying in bed asleep. Obviously they haven't been finished for long, since they literally still have sweat running off their bodies.
Inhaling deeply of the smell of sex, Buffy groans. Realizing the two women probably really need the nap, she eases out of the bedroom and quickly heads back downstairs.
Sitting down on the couch, Buffy pulls her shoes off and props her feet up on the coffee table, frowning. Replaying the conversation with Giles over in her head, Buffy feels her heart constrict in pain. How am I going to tell them? Can I tell them about the prophesy? Rubbing her hands over her face, Buffy feels the tears start to slide down her cheeks.
Realizing she's been sitting there thinking and crying for over an hour, Buffy stands up to walk into the kitchen to get something to drink, the phone rings as she's walking by and she jumps slightly before picking it up.
"Hello?" Buffy listens as she hears Giles on the other end. "What do you want, Giles?" She asks with a sad note in her voice. "No, nothings happened except for the shit prophecy you told me about." Sitting down at the island Buffy rests her head on her hand, listening to Giles. "So you found out the Goddess' Vessel has a unique birth mark. That birthmark wouldn't by chance be in the shape of a bird, would it?" Buffy closes her eyes. "Yes, she does." Blushing slightly Buffy coughs into her hand. "Umm, does it matter where it's located at, or are you just asking for the record? Jeeze Giles, it's located on her left breast underneath." Rolling her eyes she blurts out "Under her nipple, you know the area before it reaches the ribs?…Yeah there. Damn Giles, anything else you want to know, like how good she is in bed? Whether or not she rocks our world?" Buffy groans and shakes her head in disgust. "I'm sorry Giles, I know that wasn't called for, I'm just kind of knocked for a loop…So, she's definitely the Vessel. Thanks for clearing that up, how did you come up with that information so quickly?…Oh, isn't that just wonderful the prophesy and the information on the Goddess is in the same book…Strange things like that happen all the time, great. Might as well tell me all about this prophesy while you're at it." Buffy listens quietly frowning as Giles runs down what the prophecy says, and how it ties into the Goddess. "I can't understand how the Goddess would insist on her dying. It just doesn't make any sense to me…Offering? Screw that." Buffy roughly wipes the tear that was running down her face away. "Well, I'll be damned if it's going to happen. She'll have to go through me…I don't care, Giles. How many times have I thwarted a supposed prophesy before? I can do it again. Just continue researching and get me any information you can regarding all this. Is there anything else?…Thanks Giles." Buffy slowly disconnects the phone and sets it down on the counter, staring out at nothing, thinking deeply.
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Smiling as she slowly wakes up from her cat nap, Tara looks at the softly snoring slayer and places a kiss on her shoulder as she eases out of bed. Shaking her head at her crumpled up tan leather pants on the floor, she picks them up and places them on the chair to taken to the cleaners. Grabbing a pair of hip huggers and one of the blue crop tops they had bought, along with underwear, she heads to the bathroom.
Peeking in the bedroom, seeing Faith still sleeping, Tara grins before heading downstairs. Seeing her shirt and bra picked up and placed on the coffee table she heads to the kitchen, looking for Buffy.
Stopping at the entrance to the kitchen, Tara frowns watching Buffy. Seeing the despair and heartache written in the way the slayer was sitting there Tara quietly walks up and places a hand on her shoulder.
Buffy jumps, not aware that Tara's awake. Trying to smile, she looks up into the concerned blue eyes and she feels the tears welling up in her eyes again and just turns and wraps her arms around the witch burying her face against her chest.
"Buffy?" Tara questions worriedly, wrapping her arms around Buffy, holding the crying slayer tightly. Feeling Buffy shake her head and not say anything, Tara gently runs a hand through Buffy's hair and leans down kissing the top of her head. Gently swaying back and forth, Tara sings softly, trying to calm the slayer's inner soul.
Slowly calming down, but still holding on desperately to the witch, Buffy rubs her face lightly over the breast under her cheek. Listening as Tara finishes the lovely song, Buffy starts talking. "At the Magic Box, Anya mentioned something about the Vessel of the Goddess. That a hereditary white witch, with a caring heart, soul and very powerful is touched by the Goddess at birth to become the Embodiment of the Goddess. I called Giles trying to get more information, but he told me practically the same thing Anya did during that call. But then he mentioned a prophecy, how a Warrior of Light, recently returned from darkness must die, for the Goddess' will to be done." Stopping here and swallowing hard Buffy forces herself to continue. "I just got off the phone with him a little bit ago again, it seems the Vessel has a birth mark." Pulling away, to finally make eye contact with Tara, she sees Faith standing behind Tara with a shocked look on her face. Tears starting to fall from her eyes again, Buffy stutters out "It's in the shape of a bird, placed close to the heart." Reaching out towards Faith, Buffy begs her to come to her with her eyes and then softly smiles as she walks towards them to take Buffy's hand. "It would seem that the Goddess is going to be showing up sometime to make you, Tara, her Living Embodiment. And in payment, supposedly, Faith must die. But I'll be damned if she's going to die. I've fought and beaten other prophesies and we're going to beat this one."
"But, I don't have a birthmark…" Tara trails off looking in confusion at both women.
Faith swallows then smirks softly. "Yeah, you do." Reaching out, cupping the underneath of the witch's left breast, running her fingers lightly over the spot. "It's right here and it's just a lighter area that's shaped like a bird."
Looking into Faith's sad brown eyes, Tara shakes her head. "You aren't going to die. No matter what, if it comes down to it, I'll die first." Tara states in a very serious tone.
"No one's going to die." Buffy growls out looking at the two women. "End of story." Buffy stands up and walks over to the refrigerator, finally grabbing a water out and ripping the lid off before downing it and throwing the empty container in the trash.
Tara looks at Faith, seeing the determination and fight coming into the dark brown eyes. Knowing that whatever happens, they were going to fight it to the end. Smiling slightly, she pulls the slayer to her and places a firm kiss on her lips hugging her tightly. Looking over seeing Buffy still facing away from them, a slight slump to her shoulders, she glances back at Faith and raises an eyebrow.
Faith turns to look at Buffy and nods her head at the witch. "B, we're going to fight it. It ain't gonna happen, so we ain't gonna worry about it, 'kay?" Faith growls out reaching over for the slayer and gently pulling her around to face them.
Buffy grabs Faith tightly, holding on for dear life. "No, it isn't going to happen. We won't let it."
Tara's eyes harden slightly, "No it isn't going to happen" she confirms in a quiet tone. 'We just found you, and I'll be damned if you're going to be taken away from us.' She thinks to herself. Running her hand along both women's backs, Tara smiles softly, seeing Buffy trying to get closer to Faith, almost as if she's trying to crawl inside her.
Faith smirks softly before pulling gently away, "I am in serious need of a shower and we need to go on patrol." Turning and looking at Tara she notices her wearing a new pair of jeans and one of the blue crop tops. "And, unfortunately, Tara needs to change her top. Why aren't you wearing the leather pants you had on earlier?"
"Umm, well it seems they already need to go to the cleaners." Tara smirks then laughs slightly. "Between you two, my leather pants are going to be at the cleaners frequently."
Buffy and Faith look at each other grinning.
Faith smirks "I can live with that, can you?" Turning and seeing Buffy smirking in return, Faith chuckles. "I'm gonna go take a shower and get ready."
Tara and Buffy watch Faith head out of the kitchen.
Tara looks at Buffy "Go with her. I'll do the spell while you two have some private time."
Buffy grins in appreciation at the blonde before smirking slightly. "If she has the strength. You two looked…" Trailing off and thinking slightly, Buffy smiles "extremely sated? Would that be a good word?"
Tara blushes slightly before winking at Buffy "Yeah, but you two got that slayer stamina thing going on. I'm sure she's all recuperated by now. Get your ass up there, Buffy." Tara smiles softly as Buffy places a quick kiss on her cheek before running to her other lover.
Gathering the ingredients and her spell book, Tara double checks everything before carefully measuring the ingredients and casting the circle. "Goddess of creation and light, with these offerings, I pray to you. Give this home and the people that dwell in it, your blessing. Help protect us from that which would do us harm." Adding the Drazna blood and horned toad to the bowl, a wisp of smoke rises. "Keep out the one that has strayed to the dark." Throwing in the rest of Willow's hair, there's a small puff of red smoke. "I ask you for your protection and blessing, Goddess." Tara states strongly as she throws the Mangabola Root in and a shimmering light works it's way from the bowl, outwards slowly encompassing the whole house before disappearing. "Thank you, Goddess." Tara whispers quietly. "Please help us through the times ahead, and give me the strength I need to do what is right." Wiping the single tear from her face, Tara quickly uncasts the circle and cleans up from the spell.
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Tara smiles as she hears the two women in the shower, shaking her head in disbelief. "If you two aren't careful, you're going to break something in here, too!" Tara yells before sticking her head in the bathroom.
"Too, late!" Buffy pants heavily before sliding down the inside of the shower, with Faith collapsing on top of her, laughing.
Tara looks at the shower curtain rod that's laying in a crumpled, twisted heap on the floor to the two women lying in the tub, with water streaming down on them. Looking at the floor of the bathroom, that is literally soaked, Tara smirks. "Looks like you two have some cleaning up to do. Tell me you did at least clean yourselves somewhat?" Tara grabs a couple towels and throws them on the floor to soak up the water
"Yep. Got the cleaning done before the tornado came in to join me." Faith turns the water off before standing and looking at Buffy smirking. "Come on B."
"I'm going to go downstairs and fix some grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup, for dinner. We haven't eaten anything since the mall, and I don't have anything laid out" Tara frowns slightly.
"That's fine. We can always eat out, if you don't want to fix anything." Buffy smiles softly before kissing Tara lightly on the lips. "I love you."
"I love you, too." Tara whispers. "How many sandwiches…Never mind, I'll just fix the whole loaf." Tara grumbles before heading out of the bathroom, to the laughter of the other women.
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Five cans of tomato soup are simmering on the back burner, as Tara quickly fixes the grilled cheese sandwiches, piling them on the plate sitting in the middle of the stove top, to keep them warm. Opening the refrigerator door, she pulls out drinks and a jar of pickles. Placing them on the island, she smiles as she hears a pair of feet come running down the stairs. Neither one of those two can simply walk down the stairs, Tara smirks to herself before flipping the sandwiches to let them get a nice golden brown on the other side.
Faith eases up behind Tara and wraps her arms around her waist. "Did you get the spell done?" She whispers as she places a gentle kiss on the side of the witch's neck before hooking her chin over her shoulder looking at the pile of sandwiches and the big pot of soup, chuckling quietly.
"Yes, the spell is done. I guess we'll have to wait and see if it works." Tara smiles as she feels Faith running her fingers over her abdomen, and humming quietly in her ear.
"Yeah, and we need to make a pit stop at the hardware store sometime tomorrow so I can get the locks changed." Faith places a kiss on Tara's shoulder as she pulls away to set the island and get glasses down.
Tara giggles as she hears another pair of feet come flying down the stairs. "Neither one of you can just walk down the stairs, can you?"
"Nope. Not when you're down here." Buffy smirks as she grabs bowls down, setting them by the stove and kissing Tara quickly on the lips before walking past Faith and smacking her lightly on the ass.
Placing the grilled cheese sandwiches in the middle of the island, Tara turns back and fills up the three bowls with soup and places them beside the plates. Grabbing a knife out of the drawer, Tara quickly cuts the sandwiches in half, placing them on the plates before sitting down.
"This isn't fair." Faith states looking down at the sandwiches and soup before making eye contact with Tara.
"What isn't fair, Faith?" Tara asks confused.
"You're always cooking. I know B can't cook, whether or not I can, is up for debate. Would you be willin' to teach me?" Faith asks seriously.
Giggling looking at the sandwiches and soup, Tara looks up at the slayer with laughing blue eyes. "I hate to tell you, but this isn't actually cooking. This is more like opening some soup cans, mixing in milk and taking bread, slathering it with butter on one side and throwing a couple slices of cheese in the middle and pan frying them."
Buffy throws her hands up in the air. "She makes it sound so simple, but the last time I tried to make a grilled cheese sandwich it was a disaster. Now the soup thing, I can get by with. Maybe we can have a cooking with Tara day?"
Faith smirks slightly before wiggling her eyebrows "Tara was really cooking earlier today."
"Faith!" Tara blushes before looking down at her soup, giggling slightly.
"She must have been, the condition you two were in when I got home." Buffy grins. "I haven't seen you that sweaty even when we were sparring!" smirking slightly at the dark slayer.
"You two stop and eat dinner." an embarrassed Tara states quickly before rolling her eyes and grinning.
"You're hot. Gotta admit it." Faith grins before chomping down on her sandwich and finishing the bowl of soup, getting up to fill it again. "Anybody else need more soup?"
Buffy hands Faith her bowl before winking at Tara. "So, we're going out on patrol after dinner. Are we still up for the Bronze?"
Faith grins, "Oh, yeah. Definitely got to get the groove on." Sitting back down, she grins as she grabs another sandwich, dipping it in her soup and eating it.
Tara chuckles as she looks at the quickly depleted sandwiches. "Should I figure out something else to make? We're out of bread."
"Nope, that'll do me." Faith quickly finishes her supper.
Buffy shakes her head slightly. "I'm fine. Thanks for fixing supper."
Quickly cleaning up the kitchen, the three women head out.
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Tara smiles as she runs her hand down over Faith's leather clad butt. "You're starting to fill these out a little better."
Swaying her hips a little more, Faith grins. "Yep another week of your good cooking and I should be filling these out properly."
Buffy shifts to look at the view. "Oh, yeah. Not that the view isn't good now, but a few more pounds, mmm mmmm." Watching the two women walking in front of her, Buffy frowns slightly. That if the prophesy comes true, Faith won't be there anymore. Shaking her head to rid herself of the thoughts, she smiles sadly. Taking a deep breath and shaking off her sadness, she comes up behind the two women and grabs them both by a butt cheek, growling out "Mine."
"Uh, oh. Sounds kind of possessive, there doesn't she Tara?" Faith smirks.
Tara grins glancing at Buffy before making eye contact with Faith. "Yes she does. What should we do with Miss Possessive, Faith?"
"Fuck her silly?" Faith suggests smirking. "You're good at that. Waiting for them to get closer B?" Faith whispers the last.
"Yeah." Buffy murmurs in response.
"I did not fuck you silly." Tara states adamantly, continuing on like nothing was happening.
"No, just fucked me till I couldn't lift a finger. Then I had to take a nap to get my energy back." Faith growls out lowly.
Buffy and Faith both spin around and attack the vampires following them at the same time.
Tara steps back and watches her two lovers fighting the three vampires thinking they were easy prey. Readying a spell in case it's needed, Tara smirks.
Faith jumps up kicking two of the vampires away at the same time, while Buffy karate chops the other one in the throat. Crushing the vampires knee with a kick, Buffy turns to one of the vampires Faith kicked away and slams a fist upside his head, knocking him out.
Faith grins, watching Buffy easily taking care of the other two vampires and goes after the last one. Doing a quick back spin kick and knocking him to the ground, she quickly pounces and hits him until he loses consciousness. Glancing back to make sure Tara and Buffy are okay, she quickly checks his pockets, pulling out the cash and dusts him.
Buffy decides to take out some of her anger on the hapless vampire and literally pounds him into the ground.
Faith, seeing her lover and the anger on her face, backs off watching cautiously. Glancing over at Tara, she sees a worried look on the witch's face. Quickly striding over to the other unconscious vampire, Faith pats him down quickly, pulling out a switch blade and a wallet before dusting him. Walking over to Buffy, who is just kneeling beside the other vampire, Faith quickly dusts him and puts her hand on the slayer's shoulder. "Come on B."
Buffy shakes her head. "I can't lose you." she whispers so quietly, Faith almost can't hear her.
Looking quickly at Tara, Faith kneels down beside Buffy, pulling her against her chest, running her hands down her back. "You won't, B. I swear it."
Tara walks to the two women, watching Buffy with sad eyes. "We'll figure it out, Buffy. You know we will. It's what you do. If there's a way around a prophecy, you'll always find it." Reaching down for both women's hands, Tara gently helps them up. And giggles as she's sandwiched between the two in a hug.
"Come on, let's get on with the patrol, so we can go and drive all the guys crazy at the Bronze tonight." Buffy grins before wiping the tears off her face. "It's hard, though."
Faith nods as she runs her hand down the slayer's neck. "Yeah. But we'll figure it out. Need to make a pact that we won't let this get us down. Nothing we can do about it right now, anyway. So why let it bother us?"
Nodding her head, Tara runs her hands down both women's back to cup their asses. "And I definitely say that we not let this get us down. I've got two gorgeous girlfriends that keep me in a state of perpetual horniness. So, I want to see you two dancing. Patrol time it is." Slapping them both firmly on the ass, Tara grins.
"Ooh." Faith growls out. "Butch Tara is still here. B, I think when we get home, Butch here needs to show you her moves."
"Nope." Buffy smirks. "I've got plans for tonight, remember?"
Tara blushes at the reminder. "You can always delay them."
"No." Buffy shakes her head. "You are in for a serious world of pleasure when we get home." Leaning out to make eye contact with Faith, Buffy continues "You willing to help?"
"Always." Faith chuckles as she sways her hips more, making Tara's hand slide over her ass.
"Just to let you guys know, I really need to do some serious studying tomorrow, I have two finals this week and the rest next week." Tara reminds the women.
"Yeah, we remember." Faith frowns slightly then starts grinning. "But then it's Summertime. More time to play." Faith wiggles her eyebrows.
Buffy frowns. "Yeah, except for me, I still have to work."
"Oh, that reminds me. There was a notice on the board at the college looking for a night security guard. It's part time during the summer, but said it could turn into full-time when the new school year starts." Tara states quietly.
"Security guard on campus?" Buffy thinks for a moment. "Well, hell. That actually might be a good idea. A lot of the vampires like being there looking for late night snacks. We patrol anyway, I'll be able to keep a better eye on the college kids." Buffy nods her head and smiles. "I'll check it out Monday."
Faith snickers quietly.
"What are you laughing about?" Buffy asks with a frown.
"You ain't gonna get that job, B." Faith shakes her head and points at the petite blonde. "You're barely 5' tall and blonde and a girl! They're gonna take one look at you and laugh their asses off."
"I'll have you know I'm 5'2"! And I can't help the other things." Buffy frowns thinking about it. "Maybe they'll let me do some kind of demonstration or something."
Tara smirks and with her blue eyes twinkling she looks at Buffy. "You can always drag a vampire in with you to the interview and dust him. That might help."
Rolling her eyes at the witch, Buffy shakes her head. "Tara, that won't work. He'll burst on fire before I get him inside. Now, I can always see if there's a chaos demon around, or some other kind and take him in with me."
By this time all three women are laughing at that picture.
"Could you imagine?" Tara chuckles quietly. As they head into the next cemetery, she sees a couple vampires heading their way. "Looks like a couple more for you two."
"Yep." Faith toothily grins, stalking towards the two vampires.
"Want help?" Buffy asks watching her.
"Nah. I'm still getting back in the swing of things. I'll yell if I do." Faith growls out.
Buffy smiles as she feels Tara's arms wrap around her from behind and her chin rest on her shoulder.
"I love you." Tara whispers quietly, keeping an eye on Faith playing with the two vampires.
Tilting her head to rest against the witch's, Buffy smiles softly. Resting her arms on top of Tara's she whispers back "I love you, too."
"If she kicks them any harder, she'll take their head off." Tara giggles.
"She probably can when she's at full strength." Buffy comments, wincing as Faith kicks the one vampire in the balls so hard, he flies at least five feet up in the air. "It's bothering her, isn't it?"
"Yes." Tara murmurs. "She needs this to get her frustrations out, right now. Dancing will probably help." Hesitating for a moment Tara shifts Buffy around to look her in the eye. "I know you wanted to do all kinds of wicked things to me when we get home, but maybe we should concentrate on Faith tonight."
"Okay." Buffy agrees placing a gentle kiss on the witch's full lips. "But I owe you."
"Wouldn't have it any other way" Tara chuckles quietly. Letting Buffy turn back around and watch Faith, Tara rests her head on her shoulder again, sighing quietly.
Faith stops and frowns looking down at the two comatose vampires. Shrugging her shoulders she checks their pockets for cash and coming across one with almost a $1,000 she grins. Quickly staking them and walking towards Buffy and Tara she smiles. "Hit another decent jackpot. I would dearly love to know what these guys spend the money on. Most of them steal what they want."
"Who knows. Probably booze at Willie's, or something." Buffy shakes her head.
The three women finish patrolling, looping around to hit the Bronze.
"Why don't you two check out and see if there's any prey, and I'll get us something to drink?" Tara suggests and smiles as Buffy and Faith quickly split up to prowl around looking for demons. Placing the order, Tara smiles as she watches Faith work her way back to the dark corner by the bathroom that seems to be a magnet for vampires.
"Thank you." Tara thanks the bartender as she grabs the three sodas and heads towards an empty couch, setting the drinks down on the table, she looks around seeing Buffy coming down from upstairs, grinning and Faith across the room, flicking dust off her top as she heads over towards her.
"Only a couple making out upstairs." Buffy smirks. "If I had waited another couple minutes, I would have gotten a free show."
Faith chuckles. "Gonna go back up?"
"Nope. Got better things to do down here." Buffy grins as she sits down on the couch beside Tara. "You wanting to dance, or sit for a few minutes and have your drink?"
"I'll sit first, don't much care for this song." Faith growls out as she sits down on the other side of Tara, placing her hand on the witch's thigh.
Tara raises an eyebrow looking at the hand placed high on her thigh. Then she feels a hand playing with her hair and shakes her head. Placing a hand on each slayer's thigh, she grins. "Watch where those hands go, ladies."
"Oh, I'm watching." Faith growls out, as she plays with the thigh under her hand.
"Faith!" Tara hisses out as Faith's hand works its way dangerously close to her center. Grabbing the offending hand, she pushes it further down her leg. "Behave."
"Don't wanna." Faith grumbles reaching and grabbing her soda.
Buffy chuckles and then starts laughing harder as this guy heads straight towards them. "Who do you think he's after?" She asks quietly to the other two.
"Don't know. I guess we'll find out." Faith smirks looking at the guy.
Tara shakes her head at her two lovers. "You two need to behave tonight."
All three women look up at the guy as he stops in front of their table.
"Would you like to dance?" He asks.
Buffy, Tara and Faith all look at each other questioning before looking back up at him. "Who are you asking?" Buffy questions the guy.
"Umm, the one that'll say yes?" He states ingeniously.
Faith chortles and Buffy rolls her eyes. Tara shakes her head. "No thank you." She quietly states.
"Well, I wanna dance." Faith stands up, to the surprise of her two girlfriends, then they start laughing as she grabs both their hands. "Come on, let's get our groove on." Dragging the other two on the dance floor, leaving the guy standing there confused.
"That was mean." Tara grins, then widens her eyes as Faith closes the distance between them, starting up a soft gentle grind. "Faith!"
Buffy shakes her head. "Forget it Tara. She's not going to listen. Just easier to go with the flow." Buffy smirks as she eases up behind Faith, lightly running her hands down the brunette's sides before resting them on her hips and following Faith's motions.
"Isn't this the wrong kind of club to be dancing like this?" Tara whispers out, her eyes wide.
"Who cares." Faith growls out, gently pushing her thigh between the blondes and easing her body in tight. Grinning as Buffy pushes her body tight against her back. Pushing her butt into the slayer, she smirks as Buffy groans quietly.
Tara blushes deeply as she quickly glances around, seeing the guys obviously being turned on, while most of the women look pissed. And a few women looked interested. Taking a deep breath, Tara relaxes and let's her body go.
Faith groans quietly as she feels Tara decide to finally let go. "Oh, Yeah." She whispers, and as the next song comes on, a hard driving beat, Faith eases away, still keeping a hand on the witch, but letting the music take her.
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Willow decides to spend a night out on the town. Smirking as she watches a vampire head towards her she shakes her head. "I don't think so." She growls out and dusts him with a fireball. Thinking about the pain she inflicted on Faith, she grins. 'That bitch is going down. Thinks she can get by with holding me at knife point? I'll show her who's boss.'
Looking around she grins, it's been a while since she's actually walked the streets of Sunnydale. Lately she's just been popping in close to wherever she needs to be. 'Hmm about time for me to pop in again and see what the bitches are up to. Might do that later. Right now I'm feeling the urge to dance, maybe pick up someone and have a little fun.' She thinks to herself grinning evilly.
Walking into the Bronze, she flicks her hand and whispers '"Forget." So she doesn't have to pay the cover charge. Walking up to the bar, she orders a drink and smiles seductively at the guy beside her. "You buying me this drink?" She whispers provocatively. Chuckling as he grabs his money and throwing it on the counter quickly.
"Thanks. I might be back." Willow eyes him up and down before heading towards the dance floor.
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Faith walks off the dance floor towards her two girlfriends, as the slow song she requested starts playing. Walking towards, Tara she quietly asks "Will you dance with me?"
Buffy smiles at the two and leans back, propping her feet up on the table.
Tara looks at Buffy and at the encouraging smile she stands up. "Of course I will."
Tara's surprised as after Faith pulls her in, dancing slowly she starts singing the words to the song softly in her ear. Not realizing Faith has a great singing voice, a voice that would lend itself to the smokey bluesy type songs. Hearing her singing the song Shine Your Light from the soundtrack of the movie Ladder 49 that they had watched earlier that week, Tara feels tears gathering in her eyes.
As Faith finishes singing the words to the song, she buries her head in the witch's neck. Whispering quietly, "You're my light. And I'll do anything I have to, to keep you shining."
Tara's breath hitches in her chest and she shifts slightly away from the slayer, lifting her head up and placing a gentle, thorough kiss on her lips. Pulling away and looking in Faith's eyes, Tara smiles softly. "I want to go home."
Nodding her head in agreement, Faith wraps her arm around Tara's waist and heads back towards the couch and Buffy, who's watching them intently.
Standing up Buffy quirks an eyebrow. "Am I assuming we're heading home?"
Tara smirks slightly. "Oh, yeah. Time to head home." Grinning as Buffy comes up on the other side to wrap her arm around her waist, above Faith's. Turning, the three women come face to face with a black-eyed Willow.
Willow snarls out "I was right, you're fucking them, aren't you?"
Tara grabs hold of her two lovers to keep them in place, before stepping forward until she's nose to nose with Willow. "I'm not fucking them. I love them completely and they love me. You had that once, but you fucked up. Now I suggest you get out of our way and leave us alone." Tara growls out lowly, so only the four women can hear her.
"You're mine." Willow starts to grab for Tara and is stopped by both Buffy and Faith grabbing her arms.
"You will not touch her, ever again." Buffy growls lowly.
"And if you do, I'll fucking rip your arms from your body and beat you with them." Faith snarls out hatefully to the redhead.
"Go, Willow. If you know what's good for you, you will leave us alone. You will go to one of the covens and get straightened out. I was serious before. If you harm anyone I love, I will take you out." Tara's eyes are pure white as the power builds strongly in her. She places a fingertip against the middle of Willow's forehead. "Have a taste of what I can do to you, Willow. Learn from it. If you don't, I won't have a problem with wiping you from the face of this earth."
Releasing a small stream of power into the redhead, Tara steps away and watches as Willow's eyes change instantly back to green as her power drains from her. "This is temporary. I suggest you call a cab to take you home. This is your decision. You hurt mine, you're dead." Tara growls out quietly before wrapping her arms around both her lovers, leaving the Bronze.
Willow stands in the middle of the Bronze shaking, powerless. Something she hasn't felt since she was in high school. Hating the feeling, she growls loudly. "No longer want you back. Want you and your bitches' heads on a platter."
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As the three women get about three blocks from the Bronze, Faith pulls them to a stop and turns Tara to look at her. "What happened?" She asks quietly looking into Tara's eyes, still paler than normal.
Clenching her jaw tightly, Tara takes a deep breath, closing her eyes to calm down. "I drained her powers. It'll last roughly twenty-four hours. We need to get the locks changed tomorrow." Opening her eyes, that have now returned to their normal blue she looks at the two slayers. "I felt the hatred coming from her. She isn't going to give in."
Faith swallows hard and looks at Buffy. Buffy shakes her head watching Tara, having a gut feeling there was something else.
"She's going to come after both of you. None of us can be anywhere without someone else with them." Stopping and looking at Buffy, sadly, Tara shakes her head. "You're either going to need to take a vacation from your job until I finish school, or I'll need to see if I can get my finals out of the way this week. That way you're not by yourself." Tara hesitates smiling slightly. "Unless you want to have Faith stay with you all day, and will let me go to school on my own."
"Not gonna happen." Faith growls out.
Buffy shakes her head. "No. Faith is still going with you to school. You may be fine, but I don't want you by yourself. I'll call the manager at home tomorrow and let him know there's a family emergency and I have to take off for a couple weeks."
Running a hand across her face, Tara's shoulders slump. "Let's go home."