"Tara?"
Tara let a quiet giggle out.
"Yes, my love?"
Willow looked up into her wife's eyes.
"Are you tired?"
Tara gave a small shrug.
"A little."
Willow turned around in the blonde's arm, a cheeky grin forming on her face.
"Are you really tired?"
Tara noticed the grin and matched it.
"Why? Did you want to get a little naughty?"
Willow moved so her face was hovering just an inch above her wife's.
"Maybe."
"Good," Tara murmured, her gaze altering between Willow's eyes and lips, "'Cause I've got to admit, I was kind of...disappointed this morning when I didn't get to...explore my Mrs. Clause."
"Disappointed?" Willow asked, subconsciously licking her lips, "I don't like to disappoint...I only like to please."
"Yea, disappointed," Tara breathed, feeling desire begin to pool just below her stomach, "And, um...a little lonely."
One of Willow's eyebrows raised curiously.
"Lonely?"
"Well," Tara blushed, "A certain part of me was lonely."
"Well, now, that's just not acceptable," Willow responded with a smirk, running her hand down her wife's side and grabbing a hold of her hip, "I can't have a disappointed, lonely Tara."
Tara could feel her chest heaving with each breath she took.
"How...how are you gonna... remedy...the situation?"
"Ah," Willow replied, her smirk getting wider, "You just need the right medicine."
Tara gulped.
"Medicine?"
"Mmhhmm," Willow grinned, "A spoonful of Willow-lovin'. And as you are quite aware, Willow-lovin' always starts with..."
She reached over to the coffee table and picked up a piece of greenery from the centrepiece that was placed there and held it above them. Tara looked up and laughed.
"That's holly. Not mistletoe."
Willow threw the holly behind them and brought her face down so their breath was co-mingling again.
"Do you really need a plant to be present to kiss me?"
Tara leaned upwards so their lips were just barely touching and poked her tongue out of her mouth, lightly running it along the redhead's inner top lip. Willow moaned and couldn't resist wrapping her lips around the blonde's tongue and sucking on it. Tara moaned back and started pushing on the smaller girl's shoulders. Willow understood her wife wanted to go upstairs, the sofa not giving them enough room to explore each other the way they wanted and, without breaking the contact, started to stand and took Tara with her.
Once standing, their hands went to each other's cheeks and Willow released the blonde's tongue, only to start a duel with it in Tara's mouth. They started walking backwards out of the living room and up the stairs until they went through the threshold of their bedroom and Willow dropped her hands and ripped Tara's shirt from her body.
"Eager beaver," Tara said with a smirk as she went about divesting the redhead of her own shirt.
"Quite literally," Willow replied, snapping the button on the taller girl's pants and yanking them down her legs, "Oh god, you're so sexy."
Tara moaned as the redhead suddenly lunged at her and locked their mouths together, stray hands divesting each other of any remaining articles of clothing before Tara pulled away with a giggle and ran to the other side of the room, picking up the Santa hat that had been discarded that moment and running back over to her wife, planting it firmly on her head.
"Really?" Willow looked up sceptically, "You want me to wear this?"
"Yes," Tara nodded seriously with a smile, "You look sexy being all festive."
Willow didn't look convinced.
"Me wearing this is really turning you on?"
Tara smirked and dropped so she was sitting on the edge of the bed and pulled Willow into her lap and felt the redhead wrap her legs around her waist to keep her in place.
"You should know I get incredibly turned on by things that are red and furry."
Willow looked at her wife seriously.
"Are you telling me you're leaving me for Elmo?"
"Oh very funny," Tara murmured as she dropped her head into the smaller girl's neck and kissed the skin there, "Now, in the words of Marvin Gaye..."
Willow grinned.
"Let's get it on?"
Tara pulled back so she was looking into the redhead's eyes and began snaking a hand between their bodies.
"You're my medicine," she said, swatting Willow's thighs open, "Open up and let me in."
Willow gasped and moaned as she felt two fingers enter her already-wet entrance and dropped her head onto her wife's shoulder with a whimper.
"Tara...yes..."
"Mmhh, you're so wet," Tara moaned in response, wrapping her spare arm around the redhead's waist to keep her steady, "I didn't even have to touch you."
Willow thrust her hips towards Tara's stomach as she grinded down on her fingers and threw her head back as she moaned.
"Tara, you just have to look at me and I'm soaked," she replied throatily, "Oh baby, don't stop..."
Tara quickened the pace of her fingers and dropped her head into Willow's chest, kissing circles around both of her breasts before taking one of her nipples in her mouth.
"Ahh! Tara!" Willow gasped and started moving even more insistently against her wife's fingers, "Oh baby, please, please make me come, I need it."
Tara released the redhead's nipple but continued to caress the surrounding skin with her lips.
"We've only just started," she whispered as she kissed, "We've got all night."
"Please, Tara, please," Willow groaned as her body began to ache even more palpably for a release. She wasn't sure what had made her feel so in need so quickly – and then she remembered. Tara. Just Tara, "Baby, please, I promise you can do whatever you want to me later for as long as you want and I won't complain but if I don't come all over your fingers in the next two minutes I think I'm gonna die."
Tara didn't need any more convincing and started to curl her fingers and reached to where she knew her wife's sweet spot was. She heard a series of loud, guttural moans fill the room and watched as Willow's eyes began fluttering in pleasure.
"Yes...yess...yesssss...oh, baby yes..."
Willow felt her stomach start to radiate heat and her hands went to clutch the blonde's shoulders. She whimpered again as the tension coiling inside her began to break and pumped her hips furiously towards her wife's stomach until her body erupted in pleasure a moment later.
"I...I...love...you...Tarrraaa..."
Tara slowed the pace of her fingers but didn't still them completely as she felt Willow contract around her and turned her head to trail soft kisses in the crook of the redhead's neck until the smaller girl slumped in her arms completely and she extracted her fingers so she could hold her wife firmly in place.
Willow took a few deep breaths before lifting her head from the blonde's shoulder and meeting her wife's gaze, bringing a hand up to whip the Santa hat from her head, letting it fall to the floor once again.
"That makes me feel stupid," she said before pushing Tara back onto the bed with one hand, "You make me feel amazing."
They manoeuvred themselves so they were lying properly on the bed, Tara on her back and Willow straddling her as she redhead's hands came up to palm the blonde's breasts.
"Mmhh," Tara moaned, her back arching into the touch straight away, "Yes, Willow..."
Willow let her hands continue to knead and caress the flesh she loved so much but dropped her body so she was lying completely atop of her wife. She used her nose to tilt the blonde's chin upwards and started placing wet, open-mouth kisses along her throat and across her collarbone before Tara suddenly flipped them and crushed their lips together.
Willow moaned loudly and grabbed a fistful of her wife's hair as her other hand snaked down and forcefully took a hold of the blonde's ass cheek.
"Mmhh, baby," Willow moaned when they pulled apart for just a second to get air, "So sexy..."
Tara pressed her lips firmly against the redhead's for another few moments before pulling back with an audible pop and began trailing kisses down the smaller girl's body.
"Oh yes," Willow mumbled, covering her face with her hands as her whole body began tingling in anticipation, "Oh yes, oh yes, oh- huh?"
Willow looked down in confusion as Tara's lips trailed over her hips but didn't turn inwards like she'd been expecting, instead the blonde continued straight down along her legs.
"Baby..." Willow whined, bucking her hips, "You missed."
Tara just chuckled and kissed along her wife's calf.
"No I didn't."
"But Tara..." Willow whined again, "You know where I need you."
"I do," Tara replied, smiling up at the redhead, "But you said I could do... whatever I wanted to you...for as long as I wanted...and you wouldn't complain."
"What?" Willow asked in disbelief, wracking her brain for when she'd said that before remembering, "No, no, Tara, you can't hold a girl to what she says when she's about to come! The, the mind is all hazy and it's not fair!"
Tara slinked up the redhead's body so their faces were just a centimetre apart.
"You told me you loved me right before you came as well. Did you not mean that?"
Willow's features softened.
"Of course I meant that."
"That's what I thought," Tara grinned, running her hands along her wife's shoulders, "Now no more complaining because I... am in the mood to play. With you."
Willow exhaled slowly and relaxed into the bed – she knew if Tara was in the mood to 'play with her', that meant she was about to be mercilessly teased into a massive puddle of desire and could do nothing but lie back and let it happen. And as much as she might've whined, she was still quite happy to do so.
"That's my girl," Tara said when she felt her wife loosen up but quickly removed the redhead's hand when she felt it cup her butt, "Uh uh, missy. You don't get to touch until I say so."
"What?" Willow asked in earnest, "I didn't agree to that!"
"Well you're agreeing now," Tara giggled, before giving the smaller girl a sensual half-smile, "Mmhh, there's not going to be one part of your body that I haven't kissed by the end of the night."
Willow put a finger against the side of her lips and adopted a hopeful tone.
"Will you start here?"
Tara murmured an agreement and pressed their lips together, slipping her tongue between both sets and past the redhead's teeth. Willow moaned in appreciation and had to grab onto the sheet beneath her to stop her hands from doing the roaming she was told she wasn't allowed to and opened her mouth completely to let Tara explore her as much as she wanted.
Tara ran her tongue over the top of the redhead's mouth, then along her cheeks as she explored every crevice of her lover's mouth and tongue. Once satisfied with her journeying there, she broke the kiss and began dotting her lips all over the smaller girl's face, circling inwards until she reached her nose before moving down to her wife's neck.
Her lips trailed along all the skin she could find before she gently latched onto her lover's pulsepoint and began sucking. Willow moaned again and tilted her neck as much as she could.
"Mark...me..." she got out in a throaty whisper and gasped when she felt Tara's teeth begin to nip at her.
Tara bit and sucked on her lover's flesh until she was confident a predominant mark would be there in the morning before moving off and down the redhead's shoulder and along her arms, circling back as she placed kisses along each finger, across her wife's neck and down along the other arm before once again arriving back at her lover's neck, moving down her collarbone.
Willow groaned as she felt the blonde edge closer and closer to her breasts and gasped sharply as Tara unexpectedly engulfed her entire breast into her mouth a moment later.
"Mmhh...yes..."
Tara suckled the redhead's breast, slowly releasing her until just the taut nipple rested in her mouth, which she tugged between her teeth. She heard her wife pant and moan above her and smiled as she switched sides and gave her lover's other breast the attention it deserved. Once she'd gotten her fill of the redhead's breasts, Tara let her journey continue south, along every inch of the smooth expanse of her stomach and onto her left thigh.
Willow groaned and had to use every inch of willpower she possessed to resist bucking her hips as the blonde's lips became precariously close to right where she needed them most before slipping away again and continuing downwards. She felt her desire pool and mount in her core but tried to ignore the ache in her loins, knowing she had a while before she would get the contact she sought since Tara was kissing around her ankle and down her foot.
"You gonna suck my toes?" she asked, breathlessly but with mirth.
"I dunno," Tara looked up with a grin, "Do you want me to?"
Willow waggled her eyebrows and her toes at the same time, making Tara giggle.
"You do have very sexy toes..."
Willow watched in what was first amusement but she had to admit quickly turned into arousal as Tara wrapped her lips around each of her toes individually and lightly bathed them with her tongue.
"Very sexy toes," Tara murmured as her mouth moved down the sole of the redhead's foot before she shuffled over and started her treatment on her lover's other foot.
Willow audibly moaned when Tara sucked her toes that time and waited in a state of wonderful but agonising arousal as the blonde worked her way back up her body, kissing straight up her sides and back up her throat until they were face to face again.
"Turn around."
Willow gave a small whimper but dutifully turned onto her stomach and felt her hair being pushed off to one side as Tara resumed her kissing journey, the back of her body getting the same slow and sensuous treatment the front had.
Willow felt each and every tortuous kiss that was placed on her body and communicated only in a series of wordless moans and groans as warm lips covered her back and continued gently over the swell of her ass, Tara's tongue trailing lightly along the crevice between her cheeks before Willow again felt her thighs being lavished with attention.
After what seemed like and could very well have been hours after the first kiss that had started Tara's journey of her wife, Willow felt herself again being turned so she was lying on her back again and felt warm lips cover her own. The kiss was soft and gentle, just a simple movement of lips on lips as Willow felt Tara take a hold of her wrist and move her hand so it was covering the blonde's mound.
Willow, not needing to be asked or told twice, wasted no time in sinking her fingers into the waiting wetness and let them slide inside her entrance without any preamble. Both girls threw their heads back.
"Yessss..."
They both called out and groaned at the feeling as Willow instantly started a fast rhythm and Tara placed her open palms either side of her wife's head to steady herself and rocked back on the redhead's fingers, moaning loudly when the pads hit against her sweet spot.
"Oh Willow," she said with another moan and rested their foreheads together, "Oh...my...Willow..."
Willow watched as Tara's nostrils began flaring and her eyelids quivered indicating her impending orgasm. What surprised the redhead was when she felt a familiar swell begin to rush inside herself as well and gasped swift ascent it was making through her.
"Tara...Tara...I'm..."
Tara's eyelids continued to flutter but she made a conscious effort to make sure they stayed open enough that she could still make out her wife.
"I know," she replied breathlessly.
Willow gasped again.
"H-How...How am I..."
Tara rested her forehead against the redhead's again.
"Because I...I..." Tara cut herself off with a moan as she felt herself begin to break, "I...love you..."
Willow let out a long guttural moan as she felt both Tara begin to spasm around her fingers and her own inner walls contracting, despite the fact they had nothing to contract around as her second orgasm of the night made her whole body tremble in pleasure.
She was still trembling when Tara collapsed on top of her a few moments later and had just enough energy to gently remove her fingers and wrap both of her arms around her wife's waist.
"Tara, you're amazing," she breathed, "Tara, you're amazing."
Tara gave a low, satisfied chuckle as she rested her head against the redhead's breasts.
"What every girl likes to hear after a night of passion."
Willow dropped her head and placed a lingering kiss against the top of her wife's hair.
"Nuh uh. I mean it. You're incredible. How on earth...how did you...oh god, you're incredible."
Tara turned her head and placed a warm kiss between the smaller girl's breasts before sluggishly shimmying up until they were face to face, gently cupping Willow's cheek and placing the softest of kisses against her lips.
"Tara..." Willow started when they separated, "You didn't touch me...I mean...wow, did you touch me, but you didn't..."
Tara smiled and leisurely ran her hand down her wife's arms.
"Well, see after I turned you on to the point of-"
"Agony."
"Utter need and want," Tara continued with an exaggerated tone and hand flourish before grinning, "Well, I knew there was only one thing that could arouse you even more."
Willow grinned back.
"Touching you."
"Oh yea," Tara replied, covering the redhead's lips with her own again before murmuring, "And I love that you love me so much that that's true."
Willow smiled as they languidly kissed for a few more moments.
"You like being in love?" she asked between kisses and Tara giggled.
"Just a little," she replied with a half-smile, "Maybe a lot."
"Good," Willow replied, turning them both on their sides and shuffling down until her head was resting comfortably beneath the blonde's chin, "'Cause we're never gonna stop."
Tara reached down to retrieve the blanket from the end of the bed and covered them before she wrapped her arms around her wife's waist and kissed the top of her head.
"Is this your way of telling me you're sleepy, sweetie?"
Willow gave a tired scoff.
"Have you forgotten that...wonderful torture you just put my body through? I'm exhausted."
Tara gave a quiet laugh and tightened her hold on the redhead.
"Well then, sleep. You have important matters so attend to tomorrow."
Tara could feel the redhead's confusion.
"I do?" Willow asked sleepily.
Tara clicked her tongue jokingly.
"You better not have forgotten you promised me all day cuddles."
"Oh those," Willow replied happily, "Those are very important. I need to be fully rested to maximise TSP."
It was Tara's turn to be confused.
"TSP?"
"Total snuggling power," Willow explained before yawning loudly.
"Ah," Tara replied with a grin as she started a light stroking rhythm on her wife's back, knowing it soothed her, and lowered her voice to a whisper, "Go to sleep, beautiful."
Willow's eyes had already closed but she was still semi-conscious.
"You'll hold me all night?"
Tara smiled and nodded, even though the redhead couldn't see.
"I always do."
Willow seemed to relax even more at that and was just on the cusp of slumber when some final words escaped her mouth.
"Merry Christmas, Tare."
Tara felt her mind start to drift off too as she felt herself being surround with such love and warmth.
"Merry Christmas, Willow."