"Make-up sex?" Tara asked with a wry grin, "Is that the only reason we patched things up?"
Willow knew her wife was only joking with her but shook her head seriously.
"No. You not looking at me was a thousand times worse than you not touching me."
Tara's eyes saddened and she went to pull away from their embrace but Willow grabbed her arms and kept her in place.
"Don't. I said I forgave you. That means it's forgotten. Now take me upstairs."
They locked eyes again and their lips were on each other in seconds, desperately and hungrily as Willow legs wrapped around the blonde's waists and her arms swung over her neck. Tara dropped her hands to her wife's buttocks and cupped them firmly, picking the redhead up and spinning them around so they were walked towards the stairs, their lips never leaving each other as their tongues began to clash ardently.
She ascended them as quickly and as carefully as possible up the stairs before practically running into their bedroom, leaning Willow over so her back was lying on the bed, her legs hanging off the mattress. She hovered over the smaller girl, her legs standing between Willow's as they kissed and moved her hands to unbutton the redhead's pants, pulling those and her panties down far enough so Willow could kick them the rest of the way off.
Willow, at the same time, pulled at the collar of the blonde's shirt and whipped it over her head, only breaking the kiss for a nano-second. She reached out and dumbly grasped air until her fingers felt the fabric of her wife's skirt, pulling the elasticised waist down with one swift tug as she felt the buttons on her shirt being pulled apart and lifted her shoulders so the garment could be discarded completely, unhooking her own bra and throwing it away in the process so she was completely naked.
She moaned as she felt Tara's tongue explore her mouth so expertly and cracked an eye open, shaking her head to herself when she saw the blonde was still wearing her bra and panties and decided that was much too unacceptable. She opened her mouth wider to give her lover all the room she wanted to delve into and reached out to unsnap the hook on her bra. The garment fell onto her stomach and she swatted it away before hooking her thumbs into the taller girl's panties and dragged down her body.
She felt the blonde step out of them and grabbed onto her hips, tugging them downwards so their cores were resting against each other and gaspingly pulled back from the kiss.
"Tara, need you, right now."
Tara outstretched one palm above the redhead's shoulder and brought her other hand down, grunting as she plunged two fingers straight into her wife's entrance, using her hips to give her thrusts extra power. Willow's arms flew around the taller girl's neck again as her neck strained back against the blanket.
"Oh god, yes...yes, yes, yes..."
She groaned and drove her hips down against Tara's fingers, taking quick, sharp breaths as they worked her in just the right way. Her eyes fluttered open, her gaze settling on her wife's form above her and felt her inner muscles flutter in response to the sight.
Tara's eyes were shut tight, beads of sweat forming on her brow and dropping down her nose while her top teeth bit into her lower lip so tightly, Willow wouldn't have been surprised if she drew blood. Soft grunts were leaving the corner of her mouth, the only sound in the room except for the wet sounds of her fingers moving in and out.
Unable to resist the overwhelming urge to take as much as be taken she pulled Tara on top of her and scrambled them up so they were lying lengthways on the bed. The surprised blonde stopped her movements but didn't remove her fingers, just stared down at the redhead, breathlessly.
Willow's lower half ached for the friction she'd been receiving to continue but her head and heart were content to just gaze into her wife's eyes for a moment, her hand wiping some of the taller girl's sweaty hair from her brow before reaching behind her and pulling the hair tie that was holding Tara's hair in a bun loose, making her blonde tresses, slightly curled from having been put up that morning, fall all around her, framing her face.
"You are so beautiful," she said in awe before rolling them over so she was on top and grabbing her wife's spare hand, entwining their fingers and pinning them above both of their heads, "And I am gonna take you...so hard."
Tara gasped as she was suddenly entered with two fingers and squeezed the hand in hers tightly, needing to relieve the surge of tension it caused somehow. She resumed her own finger's movements and felt Willow drop her head into the crook of her neck, kissing her skin there. She moaned and let out a shaky breath.
"Oh...My...Oh god...yes..."
She let out a long groan as Willow slipped a third finger inside her and quickened her pace to a lightning-fast speed, the stiff digits taking her hard, as promised. She felt the redhead start to nibble on her ear and made a conscious effort to keep her fingers moving inside her lover as their hips grinded into each other.
"Fu..uh..fuucckk," she moaned as her eyes began to roll back into her head in pleasure, "Willow...Willow..."
Willow grunted as she heard her name being chanted and felt the blonde spread her legs even more beneath her. She put even more power behind her thrusts and felt the neck beneath her lips start to strain against her pillows.
"Ahhhh...oh my...oh, Willow, fuck...uhhhhhhh..."
Tara knew she was just seconds away from crashing and bent her knee, throwing her leg over her wife's ass as Willow moved her lips up and kissed her soundly, slipping her tongue out between her teeth teasingly for a moment before pushing it into the blonde's mouth completely.
Their still-conjoined hands loosened and the taller girl's wrapped around the back of the redhead's neck and gripped her hair from the side as her ankle dug into her lover's left buttocks.
Willow felt Tara stiffen beneath her before an unexpected thumb reached up and pressed firmly against her clit, making her break the kiss and throw her head back as her face broke out in ecstasy.
"Tara, yes!"
Her body became rigid as well as her mouth hung open, her body releasing all of her pent-up emotions and tension, before she collapsed back onto Tara's chest, taking deep lungfuls of air. Her lips instinctively started kissing the skin under them, starting lightly but swiftly turning into warm, wet kisses as an unanticipated urgency rose in her.
"Again," she mumbled as her lips trailed between the blonde's cleavage and her spare hand came up to palm her lover's breast, "Take me again. Let me take you."
Tara chuckled as she heard her wife's words, her eyes still closed as she recovered.
"I don't think I can take another Willow-pounding, sweetie."
The redhead raised her head, a small frown on her face.
"I didn't 'pound' you."
Tara just chuckled again, still not opening her eyes.
"Oh you did. And it was incredible," she replied before finally opening her eyes, one eyebrow quirking and a smirk forming, "We could...just use our tongues?"
Willow's eyes lit up, her lips quirking into a grin.
"Mind if I'm on top?"
"Mind?" Tara asked with a laugh, before thinking for a second, then shaking her head, "I can't think of something witty because I'm much too turned on, so just turn around and let me lick you."
"Yes, ma'am," Willow responded promptly and raised her body above the blonde's.
She had barely settled her thighs into the appropriate position when she felt Tara's hands grab her ass and bring her down to meet an eager tongue. The redhead's hands flew out either side of the taller girl's legs to steady herself as her hips began to automatically push themselves back on her lover's wriggling muscle as it darted in and out of her entrance.
"Oh yea..oh, mmhhh...yea, baby, eat me..."
She was so lost in feeling she forgot about where exactly her tongue was meant to be as well until she felt Tara's hand on the back of her head and found herself being roughly pushed down into a pool of waiting wetness. She moaned as her wife's scent and taste instantly engulfed her and took a few moments to enjoy the sensations before she let her hands run down her lover's calves and wrapped her tongue around the taller girl's throbbing nub.
Tara's hand tightly squeezed the redhead's butt cheek in her hand as she felt her wife's tongue swiftly flick over the sensitive tip of her clit and quickened the pace of her thrusts. She felt the smaller girl moan against her clit before the flicking stopped and her pleasure bud began to be sucked, making her thighs tremble.
Willow felt a shaking either side of her ears and redoubled her efforts in anticipation of the impending eruption she knew was coming. The thought of Tara's juices flowing into her mouth was enough to push her to the precipice as well and a muffled cry rose from her throat as her orgasm broke throughout her.
Tara felt her toes curl as a thick liquid coated her tongue and squeezed her thighs together as she came in her lover's mouth, her core pulsating and her body flushing red as overwhelming pleasure consumed her. She let herself get lost in her high for as long as she could before feeling her senses come back to her.
She gently curled her tongue and scooped the redhead's juices into her mouth a couple of times until she found the body surrounding her tongue shifting and turning until a pair of lips were covering hers in a leisurely kiss. She brought her hand up and softly stroked her wife's hair as their lips tenderly moved against each other until Willow rolled off the blonde's body and propped herself up on her elbow, tracing circles on her wife's stomach.
"I love make-up sex."
Tara grinned lazily.
"I love any kind of sex with you."
Willow grinned back.
"Even the kind that gets you caught by the cops?" she asked and saw her wife's face fall, "Sorry. Too soon."
"No..." Tara closed her eyes for a second and shook her head, "We should laugh about it. I guess it is kinda funny."
Willow gave a small laugh.
"Jesse seemed to think so."
Tara groaned and closed her eyes again.
"How am I supposed to look him in the eye at Christmas?"
"He won't tease," Willow reassured, running a hand down the blonde's arm, "At least I won't think he will. And anyway, we are two adults, two married adults, who happen to have a very healthy sex life and that's nothing to be ashamed of."
Tara opened her eyes and audibly inhaled nervously but had a smile on her face.
"Christmas is definitely going to be interesting."