"Right. Done."
Tara put the final glass away and kicked the dishwasher door closed, quietly musing to herself how less often it was needed when it was just her in the apartment. Then again, it could be because she'd found herself too stressed to eat much in the month Willow had been away, both work and wedding pressures piling on top of her.
She went over to the refrigerator, looking for something to drink, more out of boredom than any real desire for her thirst to be quenched. She was just about to grab a mango Snapple™ when she heard the door opening. She turned around, expecting to see Becky having let herself in with her key and her eyes widened when in reality she saw Willow standing there, a small overnight bag perched on her shoulder.
"I don't get a hug?" Willow asked after a moment, a hurt look on her face when the blonde had failed to move from her spot, "I wouldn't say no to a kiss either."
Comprehension finally dawned on the blonde and she moved like a bullet to where Willow was standing, grabbing her and kissing her hard. Willow dropped her overnight bag and used both her hands to cup the back of Tara's head, opening her mouth to let the taller girl's tongue slide in.
Tara moaned into the kiss as it was deepened and her hands went to the redhead's ass, squeezing her flesh through the material of her jeans. They stayed kissing for several long minutes until the blonde could feel her lungs start to burn with the need for oxygen. She slowly pulled away, putting soft pecks on the smaller girl's lips as she rested their foreheads together.
"What are you doing here?" she whispered, her breath laboured.
"We start specialised training next week," Willow replied, unable to hid her grin, "It's gonna be even more intense than everything so far. And this is the first weekend where I haven't been completely floored with homework. So I said, damn it, I'm gonna go see my girl."
Tara nodded her head as she took in the information, her hands still palming Willow's butt lightly through her jeans.
"When do you leave?"
"Tomorrow morning. Around 11ish."
Tara was a little upset it wasn't longer, but then realised getting any time with Willow was a bonus, so opted to look on the bright side and started grinning.
"So I have a full twenty-four hours with you?"
"Yep."
Tara's grin got wider and she bit her lip slightly, leaning her head forwards so their lips were only centimetres apart.
"Willow?"
"Yes?"
"I wanna hear all about the academy and how you're getting on and your new friends and everything…"
"Uh huh," Willow agreed, starting to place kisses all over the blonde's face, "Definitely."
"But can we talk later?"
"God, yes," Willow groaned and pulled Tara's t-shirt over her head, her hands deftly undoing the taller girl's jeans as soon as it was off, "Touching now."
Tara stepped out of her jeans and quickly got rid of the redhead's out layers, walking them backwards towards the bedroom, not caring where their discarded clothing landed. Bras and panties got lost somewhere between the door of the bathroom and the dresser in their bedroom until they both collapsed, naked and panting onto the bed.
"I've missed you," Tara moaned, her thigh connecting with the smaller girl's already wet center, "Oh god, you feel good."
Willow manoeuvred her own thigh against the blonde's thigh and they started a steady, fast rocking motion, a month of pent up frustration bubbling to the surface. Tara could feel herself responding to the touch instantly and let out a guttural, drawn-out moan.
"Uhhh…ohhh…slow down," she panted out, "We should slow down."
"Let go, baby," Willow whispered, her hands roaming all over the blonde's body, trying to touch her everywhere, "We need this."
Tara shut her eyes tight and rested her forehead on the redhead's shoulder. She let out a small whimper when the long-overdue orgasm flowed through her and felt Willow entwine one set of their hands before a gush of juices surged onto her thigh, telling her the smaller girl had come as well. The blonde squeezed Willow's hand after a moment and upon feeling an answering squeeze, fluttered her eyes open to see a smiling redhead lying alongside her.
"You okay?"
"Yea," Willow nodded, her eyes shining, "Just really needed that."
"Mmhh, me too."
Willow felt a sudden shiver and kicked the blanket at the end of her bed up, covering them with it as she pulled Tara to her, a lazy smile plastered on her face, before leaning forwards to meet the taller girl in a sweet, unhurried kiss. As soon as their lips touched, however, she felt the spark ignite within her all over again, a desire to make love to the blonde; slow this time, to be thorough and loving.
"I'm gonna show you how much I love you," she said as she cupped both of her fiancée's cheeks, running her thumbs under her eyes before placing gentle kisses on each eyelid.
"I already know."
"So…" Willow started with a grin, "You don't want me to show you?"
Tara shook her head and smiled at her lover.
"Just saying that you don't have to show me. I already know."
Willow placed a soft kiss on the blonde's lips before nuzzling into her neck.
"I have never once made love to you because I had to. It's because I love you unconditionally and want to express that. And because I want to do everything in my power to make sure you only ever feel good feelings."
"In that case," Tara replied, letting her eyes close as Willow started nibbling on her ear lobe, "I'm yours to be adored."
"Oh and adore I shall."
Willow licked the blonde's neck and blew hot air over it, delighting in the shiver and goosebumps produced when she did so. She brought one hand up to massage one of Tara's breasts as her lips slowly moved down the taller girl's body, caressing her the skin of her neck and chest until they arrived at her other breast, smiling when she saw the nipple was already rock hard.
Tara sighed happily when she felt warm lips wrap around one of her nipples as the redhead continued to fondle her other breast. An errant moan escaped from her mouth when the smaller girl bit down. Her hand flew to the back of Willow's head and she arched her back, trying to get more of her flesh into her lover's mouth. Willow opened her mouth as wide as she could when the blonde arched her back and engulfed Tara's breast.
"Oh goddd…oh yes, that's…oh god!"
Willow released the breast in her mouth and brought her other hand up to pinch the saliva-coated nipple.
"You like that?" she asked seductively, raising her head to lick the other girl's lips sensually.
Tara thrust her tongue out to try and play with the redhead's but Willow pulled back before it made contact.
"Yes, I like it," she groaned, pushing on the smaller girl's shoulders, "Please don't stop."
"Are you wet?"
"Yes, yes, I'm wet! Very wet, all for you."
"Good," Willow replied, her voice an alluring whisper, "'Cause I'm thirsty."
Tara felt her whole body tingle in anticipation and tried to reign in her desire to bearable levels as Willow started kissing down her body again, although a slightly more hurried pace this time, sensing the blonde's growing desperation. Arriving between the taller girl's thighs, the redhead settled herself comfortably and put her hands beneath Tara's body, cupping her ass cheeks to give herself some leverage and stayed still, savouring the moment.
Her view of anything blocked from below her collarbone by the blanket on top of them, Tara couldn't see the smaller girl but could feel her hands on her ass, giving soft squeezes, but apart from that, she was highly aware of the lack of contact.
"Will, plea – ohhhhhhh!"
Tara gasped and jerked slightly off the bed when she felt Willow's tongue begin to explore her folds, sending jolts of pleasure all over her body.
"Oh god…Oh that's so good!"
Becky sighed and knocked on the door of Willow and Tara's apartment for the ninth time in two minutes, her pounding getting louder each time. When that still yielded no results, she opened her purse and began digging around, looking for the spare key she knew she had to the place. Upon finding it under an old pack of gum she opened the door and sighed once again when she saw Tara wasn't in the general living area.
"Twelve. I know we said twelve," she muttered to herself, "Must've over slept."
She started walking towards the bedroom, for the first time noticing all the discarded clothes.
"Jeez, Tara," she said, louder than before, "I know you're missing Willow and all but that's no reason not to do laundry…or at least put it all in a hamper. Alright, Tara, up and at…"
Becky trailed off as she walked into the bedroom and saw Tara with her head thrown back against the pillows, holding onto what she looked to be someone's head through the blanket and moaning in what could only be described as unadulterated pleasure, completely oblivious to the fact that anyone else was in the room.
"What the hell?" Becky shouted as she registered the image in front of her, making Tara's eyes burst open, looking at her friend in shock, "Seriously, what the hell, Tara? You're marrying my best friend in a few weeks and as soon as she leaves you, you... you what? Just jump into bed with the nearest chick? Or is this some kind of long-standing thing, huh? I swear, I don't know how you can even-"
"Becky!" Willow, who had scampered up the blonde's body when she'd heard the brunette's voice, her head just poking out of the blanket, hissed loudly, "It's me!"
"Willow? What are you doing home?" Becky asked in confusion before her eyes widened even more and she quickly put her hand over them, "Oh god, I'm so sorry. I'm so, so, so sorry. Oh god, I'm leaving, I'm going right now. Those print-outs are on the table, Tara and, um, yea, I'm leaving. Again, so sorry. Enjoy your, um…bye!"
"Watch out for the-!"
Both Willow and Tara winced as Becky walked into the doorframe in her efforts to escape as quickly as possible but the brunette brushed it off without a moment's concern and dashed out of the apartment in barely seconds. The couple stared at the door for a minute, in shock before looking at each other and bursting into a fit of giggles. Recovering from the laughter, Willow gave the blonde a quick kiss before pulling back, a devilish glint in her eye.
"Now…where was I?"