This chapter is NC-17!
She fluttered her eyes open, her mouth turning into a frown when she saw the empty space in the bed beside her. She gently sat up, holding the sheet up to cover her naked chest and rubbed her eyes for a moment to rid herself of the last vestiges of sleep. She smiled shyly when she saw Willow appear from the doorway of the bathroom, wearing one of the hotel robes.
"You're awake!" Willow proclaimed happily, her face lighting up as she walked over to the bed and sat softly at the edge of the mattress, "Morning."
"Good morning," Tara replied quietly and they both glanced at each other for a moment before looking away bashfully.
Willow eventually looked back up and smiled.
"Last night was amazing."
Tara blushed but couldn't help the grin on her face.
"I know."
Willow grinned back and pushed herself further onto the bed.
"Can I kiss you?"
Tara just smiled and nodded.
"You know you don't have to ask."
They both moved forwards and let their lips meet softly and lovingly for several long minutes until they naturally pulled apart, pecking each other gently. Willow brought a hand up and tucked a piece of her girlfriend's hair behind her ear, glancing downwards for a moment before looking back up into Tara's eyes.
"Are you sore?"
Tara blushed again and shook her head.
"Good," Willow smiled, exhaling slowly for a minute, "Me either. I um...I feel pretty damn amazing actually."
Tara bit her lip, her smile radiating.
"Me too."
Willow quietly took the brunette's hand and brought it up to her mouth, kissing her open palm before glancing over her shoulder.
"I got breakfast. I wasn't sure how long you'd be asleep so I just got fruit and muffins and stuff but I can call back down if you want like pancakes or bacon or something. Anything you want, really Tara, I mean that, money's no object, for this weekend at the very least...let me treat you like a princess."
"Youlwysmkeelliaprcess," Tara mumbled, looking down as her words all knotted together.
Willow gave a small laugh.
"What was that, baby?"
Tara raised her head and locked eyes with her girlfriend.
"You always make me feel like a princess."
Willow felt her heart swell and smiled.
"Oh. Well good. 'Cause that's what you deserve," she said before jumping up and walking over to the table where the breakfast things were laid out, "There's orange juice...I should maybe re-order some coffee, the first pot is gone kinda cold, but I drank most of it anyway...would you prefer tea?"
"I'll stick with the juice," Tara replied, then glanced down self-consciously at the sheet covering her body, "Will, could you hand me a robe?"
"Oh, right, yea," Willow responded, disappearing into the bathroom for a second before coming back into the room with another robe and throwing it onto the bed, then turning so her back was facing the brunette, "Sorry."
Tara slipped the robe on and stood up, walking over to the table as well.
"You didn't have to turn around. You've seen me naked."
Willow blushed and idly played with her fingers.
"I remember."
Tara blushed for what had been the nth time in the short space of time since she'd woken up that morning and sat down on the chair, dropping her gaze until Willow spoke up again.
"Um, I got blueberry. Muffins that is. Although I think there might be blueberries in the fruit salad bowl...yep, I can see one right there...and there's another one..." Willow nodded with a nervous chuckle, "I don't know why they call them blueberries. They're purple really. I mean, they're green when they're unripened, but purple really. You know there's no blue food? Apart from things like M&M's and Froot Loops and stuff, but those are artificial colours and-"
The redhead was cut off as Tara reached across the table and took her hand.
"Sweetie, why are you nervous?"
"I dunno," Willow replied with a small smile, before admitting shyly, "I just can't stop thinking about you...about us. You know, together? I never knew anything could feel like that."
Tara tore off a piece of the muffin in front of her with a bashful grin.
"It was incredible."
They shared a smile for a few moments as Tara picked at her muffin until the brunette stood up.
"I'm gonna have a shower."
"Can I join?" Willow asked jokingly but began backtracking when Tara's eyes widened, "Just a joke. Sorry."
"No..." Tara shook her head, before smiling, "I just...I kinda need a few minutes by myself to just...process..."
Willow held her hands up.
"Baby, I was really just joking."
"Let me finish," Tara replied a small laugh, "Later we could...? Or maybe...there's a bath in there, right? We could...have a bath together? If you wanted?"
"I, I'd love that," Willow nodded vigorously, almost choking on air, "Yea. I'll get some candles, for real this time. Make it nice and romantic. And we can...yea, I'd really love that."
Tara walked over and placed a sweet kiss against her girlfriend's lips, before pulling her into a surprise hug.
"I love you."
"I love you, too," Willow replied softly, closing the hug and resting her cheek against Tara's shoulder.
They started swaying softly as they embraced each other quietly.
"I'm gonna go shower now," Tara whispered, giving a final squeeze before pulling away and making her way into the bathroom.
She turned on the shower and let it heat up as she slipped the robe back over her shoulders and stepped under the warm spray of water, sighing softly as it hit her skin. She smiled as she leisurely washed her body and hair, collecting her thoughts and herself until she decided she was clean physically and composed mentally and turned the water off, stepping back out of the shower and wrapping a towel around her body, tucking it in place.
She grabbed Willow's hairbrush, which was lying beside the sink and quietly brushed her hair as she regarded herself in the mirror. She had a bright, curious glow about her. Radiating from her. She was happy, she decided. That's what it was. Yes, she'd been very happy over the months she'd spent with her girlfriend, but there had always been the looming threat of it all being snatched away from her.
But now she and Willow were together - no holds barred - and they had made love and it had been wonderful and she could truly be happy. She felt a new sense of confidence within herself and their relationship and for the first time in a long time felt like the weight of the world wasn't on her shoulders.
"And my girl's amazing between the sheets," she muttered to herself, not able to help the grin as she spread some of the hotel-supplied lotion over her arms, and gave a shiver as she remembered the night before, "I can definitely get used to that being a part of our lives."
Deciding she should stop talking to herself in case Willow heard and thought she'd just run away with a complete psycho, she finished applying her lotion and walked back into the room, a small skip in her step where she saw Willow was sitting at the table in the room, the breakfast things having been cleared, with her laptop in front of her.
"You gone into research mode already?" she asked with a smile, going over and peering over her girlfriend's shoulder, laughing when she saw just the facebook browser open, Willow's profile on display, "Some things never change."
Willow gave a nervous chuckle and went to close the page, but the brunette grabbed her hand and stopped her. Tara peered closer at the screen, making sure she was reading correctly.
"Willow likes 'post-sex cuddling'. Willow likes 'seeing her girlfriend naked', Willow likes 'pussy'," Tara read off the last one in disbelief before turning to the redhead, an eyebrow raised, "Did you really just announce our...private things...to everyone?"
Willow went to speak in defence before getting an apologetic look on her face.
"I didn't mean to. I told you I can't stop thinking about us and my fingers just kinda started typing...Look, I can delete, I bet no one's even seen them yet."
Tara took a moment to look at her girlfriend before giving a half-smile and squeezing her shoulder - that newfound confidence was making her feel emboldened.
"Leave them. And remind me to 'like' the same things later."
Willow stuck her tongue out between her teeth and scrunched her nose up in giddiness. Tara giggled at the action and was about to say something when another line of the redhead's profile caught her eye and she pointed with a laugh.
"Will, you can't 'like' that, you haven't even done it."
Willow saw what her girlfriend was pointing at and turned fully in her seat, looking at Tara with wide-eyed hope.
"Can I?"
Tara missed the look and continued to stare at the screen with a shake of her head.
"Well it doesn't really make sense to 'like'-"
"No, Tara," Willow cut her girlfriend off and turned the brunette's head towards her with her hand, punctuating her words carefully, "Can. I. Do it?"
Tara's eyes went wide as well and she gulped.
"Oh."
"Please, baby?" Willow asked, almost jumping out of her seat in anticipation, "Please?"
"Yea?" Tara asked, her breathing starting to become laboured, "Really?"
Willow just nodded eagerly.
"Okay," Tara breathed, with a nod of head, "Yea. That...yes, definitely yes."
Willow really did jump out of her seat in excitement then, latching onto Tara's lips and pushing them both backwards onto the bed, the brunette's towel falling off her and onto the floor in the process. Willow ripped the robe off her own body and flung it off to the side before moving her body fully atop her girlfriend's and kissing her hungrily.
Tara moaned, both at the full-body contact and the sheer passion that Willow was displaying, her core tingling in anticipation of what the redhead had asked to do to her. Another moan left her lips when she felt the smaller girl's hand greedily grab her breast and start to toy with her nipple.
"Oh god Tara I've wanted you all morning," Willow said between deep kisses, "So badly. I had to get out of bed earlier 'cause I thought I was gonna jump you if I was just lying there beside your perfect...naked...Ah, you're so gorgeous."
Tara felt a surge a wetness pool between her legs at her girlfriend's words. The way Willow was touching and kissing her was so desperate and needy, still filled with the lovingness of the night before but so much more primal. She had never felt more wanted, more desired than she did right then and could only watch in delight as the redhead starting quickly and enthusiastically kissing down her body, mumbling as she went.
"Need you so bad, baby. Taste you and feel you. Mmhh, yea, need you so bad, you're gonna taste so good, want you all over me..."
Willow placed her hands on the brunette's thighs as she settled between her legs and took a deep breath.
Okay. I can do this. I can go down on my girlfriend...eat her out...lick her pussy...give her head...munch her carpet...heh. That's a funny one. What am I doing?! Stop thinking of random synonyms and actually do it!
Willow spread Tara's thighs a little further and licked her lips subconsciously as she took in the unobstructed view of her girlfriend.
God, she's beautiful. I can't believe I'm doing this. Where to start? What did she do? That's right she li – mmhh, what's that musky...is that her? Yea that's her...
Willow dropped her head and placed her nose just below the brunette's mound, inhaling her scent and instantly getting intoxicated. She moaned quietly and continued to take deep inhalations, feeling her desire grow considerably in each passing second.
So good...
Tara was taking deep breaths as well, trying to curb the overwhelming urge to thrust her hips to her girlfriends face. She could feel the redhead's hot breath hitting against her heated flesh and thought the sensation might just kill her if she didn't get some kind of contact soon.
When there was no movement by the smaller girl after another few minutes, the brunette started to worry that Willow wasn't just trying to tease her and that something might be actually wrong and instantly tensed.
Oh god, what if she really doesn't want to do this? She seemed so into it before...maybe there's something wrong...'down there'...I just had a shower, I should be fresh... Hair? Is she grossed out by that? I should've asked if she wanted me to shave...oh god, do I...do I tell her just to leave it? I don't want her to do it just because she feels like she has to now...
Tara was so lost in her own worries that she didn't even notice that Willow had already snapped herself to attention and had started gently exploring the brunette with her tongue.
Quiet, muffled moans escaped Willow's mouth as she experienced her first taste of Tara and she gathered up all the arousal her girlfriend had produced before moving back up and flicking her tongue over the brunette's clit.
She frowned internally when the action caused no reaction from Tara and became aware that there were no sounds of pleasure, or sounds of any kind, filling the room. She flicked her tongue again, harder this time but still got nothing so she raised her head, embarrassed and insecure.
"Am I not doing it right?"
Tara was pulled from her concerned thoughts at the sound of Willow's voice and she glanced down, her eyes widening in surprise when she saw that the redhead's mouth and chin were glistening with her juices.
"You...you were...?"
Willow's face fell, her eyes looking completely dejected.
"Must've been completely wrong if you couldn't even feel me doing it."
"No, Willow," Tara closed her eyes and shook her head slightly for a moment before reopening them, "I just thought you maybe didn't want to...you weren't moving..."
"Oh," Willow said, perplexed for a moment, "Um, I was just...getting my bearings."
Tara looked relieved and exhaled.
"Okay. So...I'm okay...down there? You don't want me to...shave or anything?"
Willow was taken aback by the question and gave a nervous giggle before shaking her head.
"Baby, you're beautiful. And definitely no to the...other thing. I like you...womanly."
Tara blushed but had a pleased smile on her face.
"Okay. Okay. Sorry for...not...you have my full attention now."
"Take two," Willow said with a joke, though she was relieved as well, before noticed the brunette's body was rigid, "Baby, you're still tense. Do you want a massage first?"
"It's okay," Tara replied though let out a small moan when the redhead inadvertently squeezed her inner thighs, "Mmhh, that's nice."
Willow repeated the action a few more times as the brunette's body slowly relaxed into the bed before lowering her head again and licking the length of her girlfriend. Tara very audibly reacted this time, a sound between a squeal and a moan rising from her throat and the smaller girl snapped her head up excitedly.
"Good?"
Tara groaned and the loss of contact and subconsciously bucked her hips.
"Willow, please don't..."
"Right. Sorry," Willow nodded, biting her lip, "But it's good?"
"Yes, Willow," Tara groaned again, "So good..."
Willow got a proud grin on her face and dropped her head again, eagerly getting back to her task as she circled her tongue around Tara's clit. Her eyes glanced down curiously when she felt a movement against her tongue and watched in fascination as the hood of her girlfriend's pleasure nub retracted and the fleshy pink tip poked out.
She remembered that Tara had liked a harder touch when she had used her fingers but wasn't sure yet of how sensitive her girlfriend was so opted to just lightly flick her tongue against the hard nub. She felt the brunette's hips buck into her face at that and repeated the motion a few times in quick succession before the urge to feel Tara in her mouth got too much and she wrapped her lips around the throbbing bud.
"Ohh...mmhh, Willow..."
Tara felt her whole body begin to tremble and gasped softly as Willow began to lightly suck on her clit. Willow's mouth was caressing her so tenderly, her tongue bringing her to realms she hadn't known existed and all she could do was take the pleasure being so readily offered to her and enjoy as she felt taut pressure building in her stomach. She recognised the feeling from the night before and bit her lip in anticipation of the impending explosion she knew was coming.
She felt it just a second later. It started slow, like a warm tingle gently spreading through her body, but then changed course, making each nerve ending burst in ecstasy. A small moan left her mouth, her back arching upwards as her whole body tensed for a few moments.
"Willlloowww..."
She fell back down onto the bed and her eyes fluttered open a minute later, a lazy smile spread across her face as she relished in the warmth filling her body, absently wondering how she'd managed to go 18 years without experiencing that wonderful feeling before her senses returned to her completely and she realised she could still feel Willow's mouth dancing around her heated flesh.
Maybe she doesn't know I already...
"Sweetie, I just-" Tara's mouth clamped shut in shock as she felt the redhead's tongue plunge inside her, "Oh. My..."
Willow of course knew that her girlfriend had orgasmed, she'd felt her juices flow into her mouth and down her chin, but wasn't ready to stop her attentions yet. Specifically, she wanted to feel Tara come again; her tongue inside the brunette this time. She felt her own toes curl at the feeling of her lover's velvety walls all around her and giddily thrust her wriggling muscle in and out until she felt light contractions.
She heard Tara let out a long, guttural moan and a moment later felt a thick coating around her tongue. She groaned at the sensation and eagerly scooped all her girlfriend had to offer into her mouth, swallowing greedily until she was satisfied the brunette had nothing left to give. She placed a few final, gentle kisses on Tara's now quite-sated flesh before moving up the brunette's body, grinning wildly.
"Mmhh, baby, now I really can 'like' doing that, except I loved it, like really loved it. You taste so good, did you know that? Like vanilla and, and honeysuckle but tangy, so delicious. Here, I bet you're still over my lips," Willow gushed, swooping down to kiss her girlfriend firmly.
Tara eyes flew open at the feel of the kiss, having previously been closed as she recovered from her second mind-blowing orgasm in the space of ten minutes and couldn't help but moan as she tasted herself.
Willow was right. That is sexy.
Willow pulled back with an audible pop a moment later, still grinning.
"Delicious, right?"
"Hmm?" Tara asked hazily, a sluggish but happy smile on her face.
"You!" Willow replied energetically, "You taste amazing!"
Tara blushed as she realised what her girlfriend was talking about.
"You taste delicious," she answered, before admitting shyly, "But I like how I taste on you."
Willow nodded vigorously, her eyes shining.
"Mmhh, you should. Can we make that a daily routine? Like I dunno: dinner, TV, I go down on you or any variation of that, or any time really, just say the word and I'll be down there quicker than you can say 'Willow, I want your tongue to do delicious things to me'. You don't even have to say anything, we could come up with some kinda code or hand gesture...maybe not the obvious one 'cause I always thought that was kinda crude, something more subtle like touching your nose or something. Except that might not work 'cause you might just have a scratch and then I'm tearing your clothes off. Maybe you'd be okay with that though, I mean, you can tear my clothes off anytime you want to..."
Tara smiled as Willow continued to babble endlessly about her new-found favourite hobby, stopping only to take a quick breath every few seconds and just let her girlfriend speak, relishing in the fact that they were very together and very happy.
She still had no idea what the future had in store for her.
But that had been a pretty damn fine start to the first day of the rest of her life.