The Spaces In Between
by Red Willow
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I let her stare at me, taking in my body. I wasn't nervous about this anymore. When I realized she was taking a shower and that I would have to wait even longer, my confidence came back and I made the decision that we were going to make love and we were going to enjoy each other, make it work, make us work, and I wanted it at that very moment more than I had at any other time in my life.
I knew she was scared, I saw it in her eyes, sensed it in the tension of her body. I didn't blame her though; I was scared the first time too. With Oz it was nice, I wanted it and he surprised me. Of course the possibility of us dying helped. With Tara it was different. There was no imminent danger to our lives. There was just this connection made through magic that we wanted to explore physically and the sexual tension was already at a desperate level as it was. I was scared to death because I hadn't ever been with a woman, and I hoped I wouldn't disappoint her and it took a lot of coxing on her part to get me to relax and enjoy. Tara was great for that, helping me be more confident with my body, with my sexuality.
I wanted to help Buffy that way. Show her how good it could be, and that she didn't need to be scared, or nervous about it.
I got up and took off my bra and panties, wanting to slide into that hot shower with her, share in the intimacy of our nude bodies against the heat and water.
She must have been really deep in thought because when I pulled back the curtain and peeked in, she didn't even notice me at first. Again, her Slayer senses must have been on hold. I took in the sight of her body and the rivulets of water flowing down her tanned skin. I knew I'd be able to kiss and lick that skin for the rest of my life and die happy.
"Buffy?" I asked, hoping I wouldn't startle her.
Good play by Rosenberg! She almost slipped and fell I scared her so bad. She automatically flung her arms around her, barring my eyes from her most intimate features.
"Willow!" She shouted.
"S-sorry... I just... I thought maybe..." I could get wet with you and sex you up. Yeah, great.
"I-I-I..." She stammered, unable to speak.
"I-I'm sorry... I'll go..." I choked out.
I let the curtain fall and stood there for a moment, wondering if Buffy and I would ever be intimate.
"Wait!" She shouted suddenly, pulling back the curtain.
And there she stood, letting me see her naked body while she stared at mine, stared hard. Her mouth was open and she was visibly in awe. I flushed, embarrassed and wowed at the same time. She was really looking at me, taking in every single inch of my body in wonderment. She really wanted what I had and I couldn't help but be a little surprised by that. I never thought of myself as anything very desirable and was always surprised at any attention paid to my body. I am small, have little breasts, and pale skin, what could they possibly find appealing? But Buffy was soaking me up, making love to me with her eyes. I smiled, enjoying the attention and enjoying my own little show as she made no attempt to cover herself this time, the water still sliding over her sexy form.
She licked her lips and then shot a glance at me, blushing a deep red as she realized I was watching her stare at me. She tried to speak, but I stepped forward, putting my index finger to her lips.
"Can I come in?" I asked, letting my desire show.
She nodded and I gestured for her to make room.
Stepping into the hot spray was gratifying in itself. The shower I had taken earlier had been lukewarm if that. I wrapped my arms around Buffy and pulled her close, feeling her relax against me, while the water continued to stream over us. I wanted her to be completely relaxed and at ease with what we were both venturing into. I needed for her to be completely comfortable with me, with our bodies, and with what we both so desperately wanted from each other. She had been hiding her sexuality for a very long time, and I knew all too well how emotional it could get.
"I love you Buffy." I whispered in her ear.
"I love you too, Will." She whispered back, holding me tighter.
"I didn't mean to scare you." I started, "I-I just... I want this so bad, and I want us to be together."
"Ah... you didn't scare me..."
I pulled back from her and eyed her, a grin forming on my lips.
"O-okay... well, you scared the crap out of me, but... I'm not scared now."
"A-are you sure?"
"I-I'm not scared... when I'm with you." She said in all honesty and my heart soared.
"Good." I stated and kissed her cheek.
"Will?"
I looked at her again, searching her eyes for anything that might help me best navigate.
"What?"
"I... I um... this is hard for me..."
She looked down and I noted the embarrassment lighting her features again.
"Tell me Buffy." I said, lifting her chin so I could look in her eyes again.
"W-well... it's just that... ya know, I've never... I mean... I'm not sure if I..."
"Shhh..." I pressed my lips to hers, catching her bottom lip with mine and pulled on it briefly before breaking the kiss.
"You don't have to worry about anything." I told her. "I-I want to make love to you... make you feel good and show you how much I love you. I don't want you to be worried... about anything."
"But... I-I-I want..."
I put my fingers on her lips and let her kiss them.
"I know Buffy... I know what you want and I-I know you're nervous... I get that."
I kissed her again, sliding my tongue along her lips until she parted them, inviting me in. Our tongues met, dancing inside her mouth. I brought one hand down to her waist, while I brought the other behind her neck. I stepped forward and putting my foot between hers, I pushed her against the wall. She gave no resistance, only strengthening her hold on me. We kissed long and passionately, breathing through our noses, our tongues chasing each other from her mouth to mine and back again. Teeth pulling on lips, lips sucking on tongues, her mouth to mine, building energy between us, both ends rooted deep in our separate bodies.
I broke off the kiss finally; trailing light kisses along her cheek to her ear.
"Do you trust me?" I asked, kissing her ear.
"Always." She breathed out.
"Good."
I ran my tongue along her outer ear before nibbling with my teeth. At the same time I brought my hand up from her waist and cupped her breast, running my thumb over her erect nipple.
"Do you want this?"
"Yes! God yes!" She moaned, leaning into my kisses, arching into the touch of my fingers on her breast.
"Good." I said again.
I proceeded to kiss and lick my way down her neck. I pinched her nipple between my thumb and index finger firmly and was rewarded by a sharp intake of breath, followed immediately by a moan and shutter. She brought her own hand from my shoulder to my side, stopping just short of my breast. I waited patiently, gently caressing her breast and kissing her neck. She inched her fingers closely and needles of anticipation crept over my body. She loved what I was doing to her, but I also felt how nervous she was.
I placed my other hand on hers and gently urged her forward on her quest, letting her cup my left breast. With the approval I gave she followed her instincts and began rubbing her thumb over my nipple, causing me to moan into her neck.
I was practically dripping between my legs now. The heat of the shower combined with the way our naked and wet bodies were sliding against each other was sending tiny waves of energy through me. I wanted nothing more than to throw her down on the floor of the shower and ride her thigh while I made her come with my fingers. But I needed this to be special, to be good for her and to take my time, letting her decide what she wanted.
I felt her mouth on my neck, her tongue sliding over the wet flesh until she found my pulse point and began to suck, using her teeth, driving me crazy.
I moaned loudly and pushing myself against her, I bit her shoulder, feeling the swell of passion take over just as her other hand confidently found its way to my other breasts. She rolled both of my nipples between her fingers and I reciprocated by doing the same. I tugged, rolled, and squeezed on her nipples, eliciting affirmative moans from lips I again sucked and licked, even scraping my teeth over her tongue. She caught my lips and pulled me into another deep desperate kiss that seemed to go on forever. I could feel the heat rising between us, swirling like the steam in the bathroom.
It was then that I noticed the water wasn't as hot as when I first stepped into the shower and realized that it was actually cooling down some, regardless of the stopped up steam.
I broke from the kiss and eased up on my assault from her breast.
She moved quickly across my cheek, leaving butterfly kissing along the way, and clasped onto my earlobe. I didn't want to stop, but I knew that regardless of the states of our bodies, we would freeze if we stayed much longer.
"Buffy..." I whispered huskily.
"Hmmm?"
She continued to lick and suck her way around my ear.
"Buffy."
I tapped her on the shoulder, gaining her attention. She pulled back and looked at me and I knew right away that she thought she was doing something wrong.
I smiled and ran a finger down her the gentle slope of her nose.
"Don't look so scared." I said in an amused tone.
"W-what's wrong?"
"I-I'm getting cold."
"Huh?"
I giggled, my face blushing.
"The water, Buffy... it's getting cold."
She paused for a second as if having to translate what I said. A smile crept across her face and she turned back to turn off the water.
"Sorry..." She started. "I... I guess I got caught up in..."
"Me too..." I assured her. "But... can we...?"
"Bed?" She asked, shyly.
"Yeah." I responded nodding.
I wanted her to know that I definitely didn't want to stop, just didn't want to be cold. I grabbed her head and pulled her into another deep kiss.
After a few moments we broke apart and grinned at each other.
"A-are we really doing this?" She asked suddenly.
"Yes."
"Good. I didn't want to be... dreaming... again."
I smiled at her knowing exactly what she was talking about.
"So was it good?"
"Was what good?" She asked, obviously a little confused.
"The dream you had earlier?"
"Y-you... you know about that? How...?"
"I pay attention." I said before adding, "Plus, you kind of... moaned my name."
She blushed, turning her face from me slightly. I reached back up and turned her to face me again.
"A-are you embarrassed?"
"Uh, well... yeah."
"Don't be... I-I was... flattered actually."
She simply smiled at me.
"Hey Will?"
"Yeah?"
"How did you get so... hmm... I'm not sure how to... say it... confident... maybe? I-I mean... sexually... uh... hmm..."
"I-I think I know what you mean... I-I um... let's just say I discovered a part of me that um... well... I-I'm a force to be reckoned with when I'm horny."
We both busted out laughing and she shook her head. I already knew we were going to have lots of fun.
"Come on." She said, giving me a light peck on the lips.
She slid open the shower curtain and we stepped out into the cool air of the bathroom, the remaining steam starting to dissipate as we toweled off, enjoying the view of each others' reddened skin.
Making our way back into the bedroom, I hit repeat on the cd player, and smiled at Buffy. Dawn was downstairs, and even though I was sure she knew we were in here together, I didn't think I wanted her hearing us, especially after her admittance to hearing me and Tara, and I knew all too well how sound seemed to travel in this house.
Buffy had slid into bed quickly, pulling the sheet over her body, the nervous tension flooding her eyes again. I was going to take that tension away though, and make her love every minute of it. Gee, I'm a little freak sometimes, aren't I?
I walked to the bed slowly, letting her trail her eyes over my body again and again. I pulled the sheet back away from her and scanned her body before crawling beside her.
Well don't burden me
with those hypothetic questions in your eyes
and times already stood still
long enough to make you cry
well are you thinking what I think you're thinking
drive me mad
and wet my lips with tear drops
or moisture not so sad...
***
I couldn't believe how nervous I was again. My sex ached with the burning desire for contact, for Willow's hands, mouth, her entire body. I was soaked in arousal and anticipation, but the jumble of nerves in my stomach was reaching up into my chest again just the same.
Willow crawled onto the bed and immediately began kissing me, my shoulder, my neck, the valley between my breasts, my stomach. Light kisses carrying with them promises of something more, relaxing me, putting me at ease finally. I closed my eyes and basked in the touch that was Willow. I felt her hand slide up my thigh, followed by her leg as she shifted her weight to lay part of her body on top of me.
I wrapped my hands around the back of her neck and brought her face to mine, relishing the sweet taste of her mouth, her tongue as it slid over and fought with mine. I reached up and cupped one breast while I slid my other hand down her back, resting it in the warm small of her back.
As a point of creature comfort
I laid down next to you
unexpecting
unprepared for what you wanna do
and I tried
to keep my wits about me for some time
but when your
fingers
ran across my stomach
thoughts
ran through my mind...
She drug her fingers over my nipples, scraping even and I arched up into the roughness fully aware of the craving boiling under those fingertips, in her body, ready to be unleashed and I wanted it, I wanted and needed every ounce of passion she could pour out of herself and onto me, into me. She swung her leg over mine and pressed her thigh firmly against my sex, causing my juices to seep out and spread against her leg. I felt for sure I'd leave a puddle on the sheets before she even touched me.
I drug my fingernails up over the back of her thigh, gripping her tight ass and pulling her into me, digging my nails in. She licked and sucked my neck; my ear and I kissed her cheek, her forehead, nibbled on her shoulder. I was aching for touch, for contact, for Willow's hands and mouth, greedy with hunger. I pleaded with my whimpers, moans, and the thrust of my hips against her firm thigh.
...and then you rolled your body over
and put your lips on mine
resolving any doubts
I had
of what
you had in mind.
we both
got hot and bothered
pet me
heavy hands all over
won't you
take me for a ride...
"Will..."
She kissed up the length of my neck to my chin and the corner of my mouth before working her way back toward my ear. Her hot breath and tongue teased and tickled and I gripped her body tighter, twisted her nipple harder, eliciting a low growl into my ear, creating a circle of lust.
"Do you want me to touch you?" She asked, as if she needed to.
"Yes!" I moaned loudly, thrusting against her leg again for emphasis.
She moved down the length of my body, painfully slow, delivering delightful kisses and bites the entire way, only stopping at my breast where she licked the stiff rose firmly before it was swallowed by her mouth, and then there were teeth and lips and the pulling, biting sensations shooting hot flashes throughout my entire body.
"Oh God..." I breathed.
My entire body was humming. It felt like every fiber, every nerve was plugged into one central unit glowing and pulsating at my center.
Her hand tickled and danced its way down my side, my stomach, sweeping and circling, stirring the energy of our sex that was already at a massive level, until her fingers found my fur and caressed lovingly before curving and wrapping it in her fingers, tugging in an almost rhythm with her continued kissing.
All I could do was scrape her back with my fingernails, caress her shoulders, run my hands through that beautiful mane of red hair I fell in love with so long ago.
Her tongue moved across my stomach, circled my bellybutton, and then moved down toward where she was still playfully tugging, only lower, searching, reaching and pressing forward.
...so move to me
and shake the heavens
shake the sky
your salty sweet
ambition
laying down
a rhythm
like
your favorite song
and this is sin
and this is good
now lover
don't regress to shame
I know that God was with us girl
I heard you call his name (oh my God)
***
I tugged on the small tuft of soft brown curls and slowly brought my tongue down around her bellybutton, down lower until my chin met hair and I could smell her arousal, smell that musky liquid smeared across her cunt by my leg.
I kissed her fur, the tops of her thighs, slid my tongue down the insides and back up again. I slipped one finger in between those glistening swollen lips, catching her thick liquid before bringing it straight up over her engorged nub. I was happily rewarded with an immediate thrust of her hips and a loud approving cry. I took my finger away though and she whimpered from the loss of contact.
Pushing her legs apart, and urging her to raise them slightly, I went back to licking and sucking on the insides of her thighs, coming dangerously close to her begging sex, but never touching it. I knew she wanted it bad, she was practically begging. I wanted her to remember this though, to have it stick out beyond anything else. Not that it was her first time with a woman, or that it was with me, more than that. I wanted her to remember it because of how good I made her feel, I wanted her to remember and always crave it.
I felt her fingers wrapped up in my hair, trying to push me towards the burning throb so close to my mouth already. I reached up and gripped her fingers in my own, bringing her hand back beside her bent leg and with our fingers entwined, held her hand there. Inhaling at length the rich scent emanating from her, I touched the tip of my tongue to the small opening made by the spread of her legs and wiggled it gently, waiting for a reply.
"Oh... my... God..." She moaned.
Taking that as a good sign, I plunged my tongue in, sliding it firmly up the length or her pussy and began to go to work on every inch of her, tasting her, drinking her, making love to my best friend with my tongue while her legs rose up slightly, and her hips thrust at my face. I submerged myself in the task of lapping up the Buffy sticky goodness that practically splashed onto my chin as I gorged on her hot sex.
"Oh God Willow!" She shouted and bucked her hips against my face repeatedly, riding out the waves of her orgasm.
Her clit pulsed against my tongue but I kept licking and sucking, pulling it between my teeth and rapidly licking in a circular motion with the tip of my tongue until I felt her shudder violently against me, screaming and gripping my hand so hard I thought she would break the bones. I let go and worked my tongue in slow sweeps down to the opening of her pleasure center.
I looked up at her and saw that she was already glowing with the power of two orgasms swimming through her but I wasn't done with her yet.
Through the highest parts of heaven
down the sweetest parts of hell
you come to me like visions girl
I promise I don't kiss and tell
your skin and lips
your sweat and sex
your breath
it covers me
you know I like my body best
when it is on your body...