"I still can't believe you just downed the Pastis. It's like 45% alcohol."
"Yea, I think my throat became very aware of that fact," Willow replied as she pushed open their hotel room door, "Thanks for telling me I was supposed to sip it after I drank it."
Tara just laughed as she closed the door behind them. They'd had a wonderful night aboard the riverboat and were only slightly tipsy as they walked home, the fresh air of the Parisian night clearing their heads completely.
"I thought you knew. The only shot I've ever seen you knock back was tequila and that was only 'cause of Becky's bad influence."
Willow let out a low laugh before turning to meet Tara's gaze. A look passed between them, one that both recognised straight away and the blonde excused herself to freshen up in the bathroom.
Willow moved towards the bed, slipping her dress off her body and hanging it back up in the closet, then removing the rest of her clothing and slipping under the sheet of the bed. She tapped her fingers lightly against the mattress until Tara came out of the bathroom, her make-up wiped off and wearing just a short robe.
"I see we had the same idea," Tara said, slipping the robe off her shoulders and climbing in beside the redhead, both of them on their sides.
"We did," Willow smiled, running her hand up and down the blonde's arm, as a contemplative look crossed her face, "Are we still allowed to celebrate this anniversary? Aren't we just supposed to celebrate our wedding one now that we're married?"
"I don't think there's rules, sweetie," Tara replied, a loving smile on her face, as her hand caressed the redhead's back, "Obviously we're going to celebrate our wedding anniversary each year, but today...Today was the day we had our first kiss...that you asked me to be your girlfriend..."
Willow grinned and waggled her eyebrows.
"That we shared a bed for the first time."
"Don't make it sound so illicit!" Tara said, not able to help the smirk on her lips, "All we did was kiss that night."
"I know. I just meant it was the first night I got to hold you while you slept," Willow responded before a cheeky grin appeared on her face, "First time I saw your boobs..."
Tara's hand stilled on her wife's back and she raised both her eyebrows.
"You what?"
"Not in a creepy way or anything!" Willow hastened to reassure, "It's just, when we were getting into our pjs I turned around and you were still getting changed and I saw them. It was only for like a second. And you let me see them properly a few months later anyway. And touch them. So it's not like I did anything wrong...is it?"
Willow chuckled nervously, she didn't think the blonde would mind her admission but by the look on Tara's face that wasn't case. Which was why she was completely confused when her wife burst out laughing a moment later.
She watched Tara laugh for a moment and couldn't help the smile that appeared on her face in response to her wife's jovial actions.
"What's so funny?"
Tara continued to giggle for a moment before leaning into the redhead, biting her lip conspiringly.
"I saw your butt."
Willow's eyebrows shot up this time and she gaped at the taller girl.
"Explain."
"When I woke up the next morning," Tara started to explain, grinning wildly, "You were already awake and getting ready and I happened to wake up and look over just as you were pulling your panties on."
"Perve," Willow scoffed, though she was secretly pleased that they'd both gotten sneaky peeks of each other weeks before they actually saw each other naked, then she realised something, "Hey, I remember that morning, I went back to give you a quick kiss goodbye and you pulled me back into the bed so we could make out! I missed half of my study group!"
Tara smirked and ran her hand down over Willow's ass, giving it a squeeze.
"What can I say? I liked what I saw."
Willow gave a somewhat-smug grin.
"You did, huh?"
"Oh yes," Tara nodded, her tone low and sultry, "I really wanted to kiss it."
Willow snorted and tapped her fingers against her wife's shoulders.
"You wanted to kiss my ass? You know whenever we have a fight I'm totally gonna remind you of that from now on, right?"
"It just looked so cute and kissable," Tara defended herself, before lifting the sheet and peering over her wife's body, "Still does."
"Oh yea, I'm sure," Willow scoffed again, a small laugh leaving her lips.
Tara got a glint in her eye and before Willow knew what was happening, she was lying fully on her stomach and a trail of kisses were being placed down her back until her wife's warm lips were caressing her butt.
"That tickles," Willow giggled, but she was loving the attention, "Feels nice though."
Tara kissed all over both of the redhead's cheeks before her lover's scent filled her nostrils and unable to resist, she shuffled further down the bed, separating Willow's thighs and plunging her tongue into her entrance without any preamble.
"Fuck!" Willow gasped, not expecting the contact, her hands clawing at the pillows, "Oh god!"
Tara held the redhead's thighs apart as she reached her tongue as far into the smaller girl as possible, delighting in the soft feel of her wife's inner walls around her wriggling muscle and curling her tongue to hit against her sweet spot, wanting to give Willow as much pleasure as possible.
"Ugh...Tara..."
Willow moaned and pushed herself back onto the blonde's tongue, her knuckles white as they gripped the pillowcase. She could feel her orgasm rising in her at an incredible pace; the position they were in allowing Tara's tongue to reach deep inside her and giving her the most exquisite feelings of continuous pleasure.
"Don't stop, Tara, don't stop! I'm so close..."
Willow felt the her wife quicken her pace at that, moving her tongue in and out at lightning speed. She groaned loudly in response as her hips grinded themselves into the bed, her body started to tense.
"Oh god, baby I'm...baby I'm..."
Tara felt the thighs beneath her hands stiffen and continued to thrust in and out, dragging her tongue along the redhead's inner walls at each stroke as a stream of juices coated her tongue and fell into her mouth before she heard Willow crying out her name from above.
"Ta-raaaa!"
Willow felt like her insides had been turned to mush as her arms dropped to her sides, Tara continuing to lap at her for another minute before she felt kisses up her back and across her shoulders.
"Mmhh, I was not expecting that," Willow said lazily, turning her head to face the blonde as Tara settled on the bed beside her.
"You didn't think we were going to make love on our anniversary?" Tara asked with a grin, wiping some of the redhead's hair from her sweaty brow, "You have very low expectations."
Willow giggled and shook her head slightly.
"No I just mean...that was so good."
"Oh so you just weren't expecting it to be good," Tara replied, quirking an eyebrow in mock-offence.
"Shush, you know what I meant," Willow said, sticking out her tongue, "You were being all cute, kissing my butt and then your tongue was...I just wasn't expecting it is all."
Tara gave an easy smile and placed a kiss on the redhead's temple.
"Well as long as you enjoyed it."
Willow murmured in an approving tone and shuffled slightly so she could hold an arm out.
"It was wonderful. Think we can have a proper cuddle?"
Tara gathered her extremely-spent wife in her arms and adjusted them so they were both lying on their sides again, front-to-front.
"That's better," Willow sighed softly as she placed kisses along the blonde's clavicle, "Now I can feel you."
Willow leisurely kissed along the taller girl's collarbone, around her neck, up her throat and to her lips as her limbs slowly regained function until she was able to roll them over so she was on top of her wife and grinned, knocking the blonde's legs open with her knee and settling her thigh against her centre.
"And now I can make love to you."
"With, honey," Tara corrected with a small smile, her breathing getting heavy as she instinctively rocked herself against the redhead's thigh, "Together."
"That sounds good," Willow smiled shyly, pulling her thigh back and opening her legs over Tara's, "I love you."
Tara murmured a response and brought the smaller girl down for a steamy kiss, holding onto the back of her head while her other hand clasped with one of Willow's and they brought their conjoined hands between their bodies.
Their hands separated and fingers started gliding through each other's wetness and Tara moaned loudly into the kiss when two fingers slipped inside her.
Willow felt the moan reverberate against her lips and bucked her hips in response, moaning as well when one finger started circling her entrance, teasingly probing her as arousal coursed through her veins and her wetness increased until she couldn't take the teasing any longer and pushed her hips down on the blonde's finger.
"Oh yes," Willow panted, pulling away from the kiss and sinking her head into Tara's neck, "More."
Tara slipped a second, then a third finger inside her lover and felt the redhead begin to bite and suck on her pulsepoint vigorously. The blonde moaned again at the sensation, tilting her neck as far into the pillow as she could as she thrust her fingers inside the redhead and felt the answering thrusts inside herself.
"Oh Willow...that's...mmhh...that's...faster."
Willow quickened her pace as she scraped her teeth along her lover's skin, fully intending to leave a mark on her wife.
"You like that, baby?" she growled as she nipped and sucked on the milky-white flesh.
"Mmhh, Willow," Tara moaned in reply, "Yes...Mark me. Show everyone. Show everyone I'm yours."
Willow started kissing over the bruised skin, satisfied with the mark she'd made before trailing her lips back to meet Tara's, running her tongue along the blonde's bottom lip, asking for entrance which she was readily given.
Their tongues clashed and lips caressed, swallowing each other's moans and other sounds of pleasure as they expertly moved in and out of one another, both sets of fingers curling and hitting against the other's sweet spot as the pressure inside their bodies built and built until –
"Tara!"
Willow gasped out her wife's name, pulling back from the kiss in the process and Tara watched the pure rapture that crossed her face, her own body arching and convulsing in response as a small, silent cry left her lips until the redhead collapsed fully on top of her, sluggishly cuddling into the warm body beneath her.
"Mmhh, that was...you're...I just love you," she said after a moment, kissing softly along the blonde's jawline, "That was so amazing."
"You can say that again," Tara replied, turning her head so their lips met tenderly, until she started laughing quietly.
"You're doing it again," Willow said in playful accusation, "Laughing at something and I'm totally not in on the joke."
Tara just laughed for another moment before rubbing the spot where her now very-obvious lovebite was showing.
"It's just...about this time, well the time it is in Boston now anyway...five years ago, you gave me a hickey right in this very same spot. My first."
"Oh yea..." Willow grinned as the memory of that evening played out in her mind, "And if I remember correctly, I promised it'd be the first of many."
Tara grinned back and looked at her wife adoringly.
"Well you definitely made good on that promise."
Willow giggled and waggled her eyebrows.
"I definitely did," she said, before glancing at the clock and smiling when she saw she the time and realised she had one minute left to say what she wanted with it still being accurate, "Hey Tara?"
"Yes?"
Willow leaned down again and placed a gentle kiss on her wife's lips before speaking.
"Happy Anniversary."