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Chapter 20
"Goodnight, Joyce." Tara murmurs quietly, watching as Joyce heads up the stairs.
"'Night, mom." Buffy waves at her mom, grinning as her mother waves at both of them before walking out of sight. Shifting onto her side, Buffy buries her face in Tara's stomach while wrapping her arms around the witch.
"Buffy!" Tara giggles as Buffy rubs her face against her stomach. "That tickles!"
"Think that tickles?" Buffy mumbles into the warm stomach, running her hands under the shirt, pushing it up out of the way before she starts nipping playfully across soft skin.
Giggling and twitching from side to side, trying to escape the slayer's playful mouth, Tara tries to gently push Buffy away, to no avail. "Buffy!" Tara hisses in between laughs. "We're going to keep your mom up!"
"Then you need to be quiet." Buffy suggests, her fingers starting to thrum up and down Tara's sides. "Don't want to keep mom up, now do we?" Buffy shifts her body slightly, continuing with her nipping caresses up Tara's torso, before the playful nips turn to hot, serious kisses.
"Oh, sweet Goddess!" Tara pushes her body into Buffy's hot mouth as it caresses across a cotton covered nipple. "Not… good… idea…"
"I think it's a very good idea." Buffy mutters before diving back in, growling quietly at the cloth in her way.
"Continuing this, is good…" Tara whimpers as Buffy literally bites through the center of her bra shoving it out of the way to get to her aroused nipple, quickly sucking it into her eager mouth. "Just not here!" Tara cries out quietly. Threading her fingers through Buffy's hair, urging her away from her body.
"Upstairs?" Buffy questions hoarsely looking up with desire filled eyes, inhaling deeply of the combined scents of their arousals.
"Upstairs." Tara squeaks as Buffy, in seconds, rolls off her to stand in front of her.
Grasping Tara up in her arms, gentling cradling her love into her body. Buffy literally leaps up the stairs, before striding into her bedroom. Setting Tara down on her feet, Buffy turns and locks the door. Taking a moment, Buffy leans her forehead against the door, taking a couple deep breaths to calm down.
Tara eases off her top, watching Buffy intently. Looking down at her ruined bra, Tara quickly slides it off, tossing it in the trash can. "You owe me a new bra." Tara whispers, fingers working their way to her skirt, unbuttoning and sliding down the zipper. Stepping out of the skirt, she walks over to Buffy, wrapping her arms around Buffy's waist. "Come to bed, sweetie."
Buffy moans as Tara's hands start stroking over her stomach, shifting her shirt up.
"You were very, very naughty tonight." Tara murmurs, nibbling on Buffy's neck. "Running up here to change after we walked Xander home? I mean, teasing me isn't very nice." Tara reaches up to nip on Buffy's earlobe while caressing her hands over Buffy's bare breasts, pinching then gently.
Whimpering, Buffy pushes into the witch's caress. "Anything I can do to make it up to you?"
"Oh, yes. I've already figured out what will make a proper payment." Tara grins wickedly. "Now, bedtime." Tara whispers, stroking over Buffy's breasts one more time before backing away from the slayer.
Buffy turns around, her eyes glowing with desire. "You going to leave those on?" Buffy looks pointedly at Tara's panties before she quickly lifts her shirt off, throwing it in the hamper while working her way slowly towards Tara.
Tara's eyes darken as Buffy strips while walking closer towards her. As Buffy slides the sweatpants down her muscular legs, Tara whimpers at the sight of the slayer standing before her in all her naked glory. Reaching down, Tara unconsciously pushes down her panties, stepping out of them. Closing the few feet that separate them, Tara clasps Buffy's waist with her hands, groaning deeply as their breasts brush together. "Payment time." Tara hoarsely comments, urging Buffy onto the bed.
"What is payment going to consist of?" Buffy questions, her eyes watching Tara intently for a few moments as she eases onto the bed, lying on her side watching as Tara climbs in beside her, pushing the covers down to the end of the bed.
"You'll just have to wait and see." Tara grins wickedly at the slayer. "Lay back, sweetie."
Buffy narrows her gaze on Tara before doing as asked. "Am I going to regret this?"
"I certainly hope not." Tara murmurs quietly, before pressing her body into Buffy's side. Running her hand over Buffy's cheek, Tara leans in kissing Buffy firmly, stroking her tongue teasingly over Buffy's lips.
Buffy pouts as Tara shifts away without deepening the kiss. "That's not nice."
"Sorry." Tara murmurs as she shifts her body down, running her hand firmly over Buffy's shoulder, to caress her breast softly at first before alternating firm pinches with a gentle scraping of her thumbnail over the hardened nipple. As Buffy groans deeply, Tara glances up watching the emotions crossing Buffy's face, as she continues teasing the slayer's breast.
Buffy watches Tara curiously, before arching up into the caresses. Starting to reach across, planning on stroking a hand through the witch's hair, Buffy grunts out in displeasure as Tara intercepts the hand placing it back on the bed.
Tara looks searchingly into Buffy's eyes for a few moments before shifting her body. Moving over the slayer, Tara straddles the slayer's waist, reaching down to grasp both of the woman's hands, shifting them up to the headboard. "Please?" Tara softly begs, wrapping the slayer's fingers around the slats.
"What are you…" Buffy moans as Tara leans down, capturing one breast in her mouth, sucking firmly. "Ohhhh." Buffy whimpers as teeth start nibbling around the hard nipple. Opening her eyes, that she'd unconsciously closed, she looks up into the passion filled eyes above her. As Tara shifts her body, so it's making contact with her lower abdomen, Buffy pushes her body up into the wet heat pressing into her.
Tara smiles softly at the slayer, before groaning as she grinds her body into Buffy's muscular stomach. Swallowing deeply, Tara shakes her head. "This isn't what I have planned." Tara mutters, lifting her body so it isn't pressing into the slayer, chuckling as Buffy whines at the loss. Taking a couple deep breaths, Tara shifts her body so it's lying half on top of Buffy, one leg sliding between Buffy's thighs.
Buffy arches up, pressing herself against the firm thigh between her legs, groaning deeply.
"Easy, sweetie." Tara murmurs, shifting her leg so it's not pressing so firmly against Buffy's apex.
"Shit!" Buffy cries out, the desire a hot pool centered in her lower abdomen. "Tara, need a break." Buffy whimpers out between pants, trying not to shift her body down onto the leg that's barely brushing against her.
"Do you trust me?" Tara questions looking up to the lust-filled copper gaze.
"Yes. But…FUCK!" Buffy loudly exclaims as a hand that had previously been caressing her thigh, slides to firmly cup her sex, pressing gently against her.
"Shhhh, sweetie." Tara shifts up the short distance to place a soft kiss on Buffy's lips. "Need to be quiet." Becoming uncertain for a moment, she searches Buffy's eyes. "Can I?" Tara questions, pressing in more firmly against Buffy. "Can I try this?"
Buffy whimpers, her body breaking out in a thin sheet of perspiration as she tries to keep her body from shoving down into the warm hand. Nodding her head, afraid to say anything, Buffy bites her lip as a finger slides between her lower lips.
"Sweet, Goddess!" Tara whimpers at the flood of fluid that escapes from the slayer as she runs a finger over the silken lips. Her body shaking with desire, Tara forces herself to keep her eyes open, watching the emotions crossing Buffy's face. As her finger slides over a firmer area of flesh, Buffy's eyes shoot open as her body jerks up in response. Seeing the pleasure in Buffy's eyes, Tara concentrates on that area of flesh, alternating barely there brushes of a fingertip to firm circular motions.
"Tara!" Buffy cries out quietly, her hips jerking in response to the finger bringing her quickly to the edge.
Tara bites her lip, her body unconsciously rocking in rhythm with Buffy's. Watching the pleasure build on Buffy's face, Tara presses more firmly over the swollen area, bringing another finger into play, gently easing it between the slayer's lips, seeking through the wetness to the opening, pressing in a short distance.
"Yesss!" Buffy hisses as she feels the finger pressing in, whimpering as the other finger stops its circular motion.
"Wait one second…" Tara starts, shifting her thumb up to take the place of the finger, pressing gently, smiling as Buffy presses down, her hips doing a circular grind. Easing the finger further into the slayer, whimpering at the wet, velvety cavern of the slayer's body. Burying her head in the slayer's neck, Tara pants quietly, her own desire at a fever pitch. Slowly pressing in until her finger's buried as far as it will go. Experimentally pulling the finger out a short distance, Tara slides it back in the slayer's needy center.
"More…please?" Buffy whimpers, her hips urging Tara into a steady rhythm stroking in and out.
Tara licks up the slayer's sweat, moaning at the flavor as she eases a second finger into her lover's body, picking up the pace of her stroking, her thumb continuing to press and rub against the hard muscle. As she feels the slayer's body tensing, the muscles inside her clenching and unclenching at an almost fevered pace, and the muscle under her thumb twitching almost frantically, Tara shifts her face away to watch Buffy. As the pleasure intensifies on the slayer's face and Buffy arches up, as the orgasm shoots through her body, Tara claims the slayer's mouth in a deep kiss, swallowing the slayer's cry. Moaning into the kiss herself, as she feels the flood of hot fluid come from the slayer, covering her hand.
Slowing down the stroking, Tara finally stops her hands movements, leaving her fingers inside the slayer, not wanting to give up the feeling of the heated cavern. Moving her lips to caress over the slayer's neck, Tara arches into a small warm hand caressing over her back.
Buffy whimpers for a few long moments, her body still shaking from her release. Clenching her inner muscles on the fingers still inside her, Buffy strokes a hand down the witch's back for a few minutes as she slowly regains use of her faculties. "Why?" Buffy questions softly, moaning as the fingers inside her shift, almost as if trying to learn the feel of her body. "Tara, please!" Buffy cries out, her body shifting as the fingers hit a sensitive spot, making her arch up into the caress. "Oh, fuck!" Buffy whimpers as the fingers stroke repeatedly over the area. "Don't stop." Buffy's body becomes tenser, as she feels an intense orgasm working through her.
"Don't plan on stopping." Tara mutters, biting gently on Buffy's shoulder, continuing the caress. "Want to learn you, everything, inside and out." Tara nips her way up to Buffy's lips, running her tongue over the slayer's panting mouth, groaning as Buffy captures her lips in a strong kiss as Buffy clenches down firmly on her fingers, saturating her fingers and hand with her essence. Continuing her stroking over the slayer's sweet spot, Tara extends the slayer's orgasm. As Buffy finally breaks the kiss, Tara stops her stroking, tilting her head against Buffy's cheek, panting heavily herself in response to Buffy's reaction.
Finally easing her fingers out of her lover, Tara shifts her aching body down, resting her head on Buffy's breast, bringing her hand up ready to caress over the slayer's velvety skin, instead bringing it curiously to her face, her eyes looking at the glistening wetness covering it. Wonderingly, Tara brings a finger to her mouth, licking up the liquid, groaning at the musky/sweet flavor of the slayer.
"Damn, Tara!" Buffy growls, watching as Tara laps up the liquid on her hand. Her body clenching in response to the erotic sight before her.
"Taste good." Tara murmurs, quickly devouring all of the slayer's juices from her hand. Groaning as she finishes the last of the liquid, Tara shifts, her eyes traveling down the slayer's body. "Hmmmm…." Tara's eyes become impossibly darker as she considers her options. Nibbling on her lip, she starts to slide down Buffy's body.
"Oh, no." Buffy captures Tara, wrapping both arms around her, Buffy whimpers at the obvious want and desire in Tara's dark violet eyes. Rolling, she stops as she presses Tara's body into the bed. "My turn." Buffy growls quietly.
"Buffy?" Tara hesitantly starts, her brows furrowing. Trying to figure out how to phrase what she wants to say.
Buffy whimpers, burying her face in Tara's neck. "No! You're not going to tell me that you want to wait! God! Don't you know how much I want to taste you? Touch you? Run my fingers, lips and tongue all over your body?"
"Goddess!" Tara whimpers loudly, stroking her hands down Buffy's strong back, smiling softly at the muscles flexing under her fingers. "I want that too, Buffy." Tara scrapes her nails up Buffy's back as she thinks. "I swear, it won't be much longer before I'm ready. Goddess, if you wanted to it wouldn't take much before I'd allow you to take me."
Buffy shakes her head, groaning into Tara's neck as the nails scrape strongly back down her back. "If you aren't ready, I won't push you. But damn it! I want a taste so damn bad!"
Tara grasps Buffy's hand. Sliding both their hands down her body, Tara closes her eyes as the pleasure shoots through her body as she gently presses Buffy's fingers through her desire.
Buffy's eyes widen in surprise, before narrowing with desire at Tara's urging. Traversing the witch's swollen sex, carefully keeping from coming into contact with her clit, Buffy gather's as much of the woman's juices as she can, cupping her fingers before slowly bringing her hand up to her lips. Inhaling deeply of the witch's arousal, Buffy growls before quickly licking up a stray line of juice running down her palm. Grinning hugely, Buffy laps up the liquid, uncontrollably purring loudly.
Tara doesn't know whether to whimper, giggle or laugh as she watches the slayer, deciding to chuckle quietly at the purring, Tara watches as Buffy's tongue takes long strong strokes up her palm, over a finger before doing it all over again. Feeling the desire coil even more strongly within her body at the sight, Tara's body arches up, wanting to feel that tongue stroking over her like that. Throwing her arm over her eyes, to block out the sight, Tara whimpers loudly.
Buffy's eyes glance up curiously at the witch, before she notices the increased scent of arousal. Smiling in realization, Buffy continues to clean her hand, purring loudly. Grunting as she finishes the last, she eyes her mate. "Sure I can't slide down to clean up any left over juices?" Buffy questions, purring even louder as she leans down to lick over the witch's breast, wrapping her tongue around a quickly hardening nipple before sucking strongly.
"Buffy!" Tara calls out quietly, arching up into the slayer's mouth, threading her hands through Buffy's hair, holding her in place. Her body shaking with desire, Tara's eyes widen in realization as the orgasm works through her body in reaction to Buffy's sucking.
Pulling away from the witch's body, Buffy looks in surprise at Tara's arching body, inhaling deeply of the woman's climax, Buffy can't stop her hand from easing down to gather up as much of the liquid as she can. Savoring every drop, Buffy watches Tara intently, while cleaning her hand. If possible, purring even louder than before, the sound literally rumbling through her chest.
"Are you okay?" Buffy questions softly in between purrs. As Tara's eyes open and she nods her head, obviously still dazed, Buffy smiles. Easing up her lover's body, Buffy kisses her lips softly before leaning over to turn off the lamp, coming to rest beside Tara on the bed. "Come here." Buffy urges Tara to lay half over her, smiling softly.
Tara moans quietly, before rubbing her face repeatedly over Buffy's breast, while easing her lower body against Buffy's leg, throwing her own leg over the slayer's strong thighs. "I love you." Tara places a kiss on Buffy's breast, smiling as the nipple quickly hardens at the soft caress. "Was it…" Tara hesitates before continuing. "Did I do okay?"
Buffy reaches down, urging Tara's face to look up at her. As she makes eye contact with her lover, she smiles lovingly. "You did so much better than okay. And if that's what you did the first time, I have some very serious lovings in store for me." Buffy strokes a hand down Tara's face, watching as the beautiful smile crosses her face. "That was absolutely wonderful." Buffy closes her eyes at the shot of arousal that courses through her body thinking about the witch. "I never actually expected to feel anything that wonderful in my life." Buffy admits. "Just thinking about it, makes my body quiver again in desire. Is that what you want to know?" Buffy softly questions opening her eyes to look at her lover.
"Thank you." Tara whispers leaning up to kiss Buffy softly.
Buffy chuckles, urging Tara to lay back down. "Sleep, my love."
Tara nods her head, reaching down she grabs the covers pulling them up over her and Buffy's body, allowing the heavy feeling of sleep to work it's way through her body, smiling contentedly as the slayer's deep purring lulls her to sleep.
Leaning down, Buffy kisses the top of Tara's head. "I love you." Buffy murmurs to the sleeping witch, running her hand gently up and down Tara's back in a soothing gesture. "And you just wait. When you let me have my way with you, you won't be sleeping at all." Buffy smirks, closing her eyes. Buffy falls asleep with the purrs rumbling through her body.