...her
by Lil\'Witch
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TITLE: ...her
AUTHOR: Lil'Witch
DISCLAIMER: Not mine.
SUMMARY: An AU version of "I only have eyes for you"
RATING: NC-17
Sequel to "I only have eyes for..."
~*~
-The Library
They'd gone through the unnerving task of searching the school for any more signs of possession, finding none of course, but since Buffy and Willow hadn't been willing to share all of what had happened between them that night the others had reason to doubt the success of their exorcism.
"No signs of snakes or wasps anywhere, can we go home now?" Cordelia asked in the annoyed tone that was typical for her.
"Yes, of course. It seems like the school is possession-free thanks to whatever happened here tonight." Giles threw a suspicious look in the direction of Willow and Buffy, but they were too involved in each other's eyes to realize his glare.
"Okay, I'm off then. Xander, you coming?"
"Sure. Bye Giles. Bye ghostbuster girls. I'll see you tomorrow.
Both Willow and Buffy looked up, startled. "Uh, yeah, bye guys." Buffy took Willow's hand as she'd done constantly since they'd joined Giles and the others.
They all left the building. Xander and Cordelia for the girl's car and Giles for his own car-type vehicle, while the two girls opted to walk home instead.
~*~
"Buffy?" Willow asked after they'd walked for five minutes.
"What's up?" Buffy replied happily as she swung their clasped hands between the two of them.
"Can we go by Oz's place? He only lives like a five minute walk from here. I'd like to talk to him as soon as possible."
"Oh." Silence fell over them as Buffy followed Willow to her boyfriend's home. They stood under a big tree growing next to the house when Willow stopped and drew Buffy close to her. With one hand on the slayer's neck she initiated a heated kiss that left them both panting. Willow finally broke away to look deeply into Buffy's eyes.
"I'll be back as soon as possible." And without another word the redhead grabbed the lowest branch and hoisted herself up into the tree. The last Buffy saw of her was her knocking on what she presumed was Oz's bedroom window.
~*~
Buffy had been pacing for half an hour when she heard Willow whispering, "Buffy?"
"Yeah?"
"Catch me?" Leaving her no time to answer Willow jumped and Buffy had to rush to catch her, but catch her she did.
"Hey," Willow said with a smile as she hugged Buffy close. Buffy could see that Willow had been crying, but the smile told her that she didn't need to worry.
"Did everything go all right?"
"Yeah, he took it as good as anyone would under the circumstances. Better actually if I think about the fact that it's the middle of the night and I just told him I'm leaving him for another girl. Oh god Buffy, I must have hurt him badly..." Gone was the playful Willow from a few seconds ago.
"Shh, baby. He'll be okay. He's a great guy. He'll find someone else," Buffy assured her in a soft whisper as she led them away from the house. The rest of their walk back to Buffy's home was silent. Willow needed a little time and Buffy knew that, the redhead would deal with what had happened and then come back to her. When their destination came closer Buffy grew more and more nervous. Could she ask Willow to stay over under the circumstances of their new relationship? She wanted to comfort her friend after her break-up. How can you stay the best friend when at the same time you want to be more?
"Buffy?" Willow asked softly and after a second the slayer turned and absentmindly looked at her. "What are you thinking about?" Willow continued and with the same air of distraction clouding her thoughts Buffy answered.
"Just trying to figure out how to ask you to stay the night." She blushed at her own words as she'd realized what she'd said and when she dared to look Willow in the face saw that the other girl had an equally red face.
"That... ah, I'm not... That's not the way I meant it," she stammered. "I just thought, you know, after that whole thing with Oz you might need a friend to talk to and since I'm your friend I wanted you to be close, just in case you needed somebody... to talk to." It sounded lame and Buffy knew it, but the day's and most importantly night's events had exhausted her.
"I'd like that," Willow answered simply and too tired to contemplate another word the two girls entered the house.
"Let me see if mom is still awake," Buffy murmured and left Willow at the bottom of the stairs. When she came back five minutes later she found that Willow had sat down on the stairs and was almost asleep leaning against the wall.
"Hey Will! Don't fall asleep yet. Mom is already in bed. I put a note on the fridge that you're sleeping over. C'mon, let's go to bed."
"Yeah," was the weak answer and together they made their way upstairs. Buffy sent Willow into the bathroom, telling her to just use her toothbrush while she searched for something for Willow to wear to bed. She chose two oversized t-shirts and put one on herself after shedding all her clothes except for her panties. Willow came in just as Buffy's head reappeared through the shirt. Both girls blushed again and Buffy just handed over the second shirt and mumbled something about brushing her own teeth now.
When she returned to her room Willow had already climbed under the covers and was struggling not to fall asleep.
"Hey," Buffy said as she climbed in next to her friend. "You okay?"
"Kinda."
"What can I do to help?"
"Come a little closer?" Willow answered shyly and Buffy happily complied. Within seconds they were snuggled up in the middle of the bed. Buffy was on her back with Willow snuggled against her side, one of the redhead's arms rested on Buffy's stomach and Buffy's own arm held Willow close. She thought her whole body would simply ignite as she felt Willow's long legs against her own. She heard the other girl swallowing heavily, but said nothing. She thought about all the things she would definitely NOT do right now as she felt it. Willow's hand drawing lazy circles on her stomach. Buffy groaned just a little, but Willow was close enough to hear her. The hand stilled again and the slayer wasn't sure if she was sorry or glad about it. As an experiment she allowed her own hand to caress Willow's back through the material of the shirt. Just her thumb going back and forth over cotton while her mind desperately wanted to know how the skin underneath would feel.
"Buffy?" Willow whispered.
"Hmm," the girl in question answered contently.
"I want... I mean, could I... uhm, canIhaveagood-nightkiss?" The last part was rushed but Buffy had no problem deciphering the words on the topic that had been on her mind as well.
"Only if I get one, too," she answered with false confidence and Willow looked up at her. She was too close. Their position ensured that Willow's lips were now only centimetres from Buffy's and all the blonde could do was lean over that last gap and touch their lips together. This time both girls groaned.
Willow's hand grabbed Buffy around the waist and Buffy held onto Willow's shirt for dear life.
'This is ridiculous,' Buffy thought. 'We're not even French-kissing and I'm as aroused as only once before. Maybe more. Oh god.'
As if reading her thoughts Willow's tongue gently requested entrance against Buffy's lips that was quickly granted. As their arousal heightened Willow's hand lowered and soon came into contact with Buffy's thigh. Buffy's very naked thigh. The blonde tensed and broke the heated kiss and after a few gasps to get her breathing under some semblance of control spoke. "Willow if we are going to stop, we HAVE to stop now! Otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Willow asked equally breathless.
"No stopping."
"Oh."
It was a classic crossroad. To do or not to do.
And then Willow's hand tightened against Buffy's skin and all was decided. Their mouths clashed together again and again. Mouths duelling like swords in a seemingly never-ending battle. Buffy turned so she was on her side as well and soon her hand mirrored Willow's. She pushed the shirt up until her hand had found its way to the middle of her lover's back. At the thought the slayer once again leaned back until Willow's lips couldn't follow anymore and their kiss broke.
"We're lovers, aren't we?" she asked when her lips were her own again. Willow nodded.
"Girl-friends, I thought."
"Wow. Willow Rosenberg is my girl-friend. Can I have that on a t-shirt?" Buffy asked with a broad grin.
"If your lips get back to mine RIGHT NOW. You can have everything you want, Buff."
Not ready to discuss that in detail at that point Buffy complied and lips rejoined. She used the hand on her girlfriend's back to draw their bodies closer and feeling their chests mash together made her regret ever lending Willow that t-shirt.
"Clothes have to disappear," she panted between kisses.
"Yesss," Willow hissed as her hand found Buffy's panty-covered butt. Not coordinated enough to actually make good on that suggestion Willow simply made her way under the garment to squeeze her friend's well-shaped derriere. Buffy's answering groan was music to her ears.
The slayer's heightened abilities for once served the girl and only the girl as Buffy managed to clumsily grab the hem of Willow shirt and tug it off her before discarding her own shirt more elegantly. The kissing that had to be abandoned for the manoeuvre quickly resumed and when Buffy drew then together this time both girls moaned loudly.
"Shh," Buffy said half-knowing what she was saying. "We cannot wake mom."
Willow nodded and since their lips were apart anyway decided to attack the newly exposed flesh instead. She nipped her way down Buffy's jaw and neck to throughoutly suckle the other girl's pulse point, leaving just the faintest hickey before she went further down.
Buffy was going out of her mind with pleasure at the things Willow did to her. As the redhead's lips moved downward her hands left Buffy's butt in favour of trailing up the slayer's side and in a move that would have awed the blonde had she not been otherwise occupied a hesitant hand cupped Buffy's right breast just as a question tongue reached the nipple in its centre.
"Willow!" Buffy exclaimed in a rushed whisper, a distant part of her brain remembering the need for silence. Unable to stand her own inactivity anymore she used one hand to caress her lover's soft hair while the other tried to reach as far down as possible. With a delighted moan from both girls she discovered that she could just reach Willow's breasts and soon they were touching, tweaking, caressing, groping and in Willow's case licking, sucking and kissing each other's breasts. Their movements were clumsy but both were too lost in each other to care.
With a powerful pull Buffy changed their positions so that their faces were on level once again. She immediately claimed the lips that had just tortured her in the sweetest way possible. Their hands roamed their bodies as tongues met and fought, surrendered and challenged, no one ever loosing the fight.
For a long time they were content with the progress they'd made until, almost accidentally, one of Buffy's hand slipped under Willow's panties to caress hidden curls. Their kissing stopped with an audible "pop" because Willow's head snapped back as a groan pushed passed her lips from somewhere deep inside her.
"God, Buffy!" Buffy smiled at the reaction she'd gotten and once again using slayer strength and speed to her full advantage lifted Willow just slightly with one hand while she got rid of her love's last garment before Willow could even blink. If protest ever entered the redhead's mind she didn't voice it as she was busy moaning as silently as possible as a hand cupped her sex.
"I can't believe how good this feels," she whispered hoarsely.
"Just wait for what comes next," Buffy warned just before she allowed one of her fingers to slip between her girlfriend's nether lips. She quickly covered Willow's lips with her own to muffle the steady stream of moans. The feelings that coursed through her as she dipped her finger carefully into Willow's wetness were indescribable. She felt powerful and weak to her knees at the same time. Willow's body shook with tiny tremors attesting to her arousal. There was one thing on the slayer's mind as she started to caress her lover's sex in soft circles. Taste.
She wanted to ask, if Willow was okay with what she wanted to do but her fear of receiving a no was too great and so she just gently pushed Willow so she lay on her back. She left Willow's lips and trailed down an elegant neck to shoulders and then breasts, figuring that she'd left Willow enough time to protest as she nibbled on a flat stomach and pushed her nose playfully into the cutes bellybutton she'd ever seen. Her fingers, that had had never stopped their ministrations, retreated and Willow made a tiny protesting sound. Buffy smiled and placed an open-mouthed kiss just under Will's bellybutton before going that final step and quickly placing her tongue were her fingers had just been.
Willow nearly flew off the bed as a jolt of pleasure ran through her. She gasped in an attempt to force air into her lungs, but her body was not cooperating and all she could do was hold onto the mattress below her and hope her body was made for those kinds of pleasures.
Buffy was addicted, the smell alone had left her mindless, but the taste of Willow's wetness might just kill her. The intimacy of the act overwhelmed her as did the trust Willow placed in her.
"Buffy," Willow called breathlessly and for a second the slayer thought she would be called to a stop, but to her relief that the call changed into a whispered chant of her name. "Buffy, Buffy, Buffy..." She looked up without stopping her actions and she saw Willow's face distorted in pleasure as she gasped her name over and over again. The redhead's hands were clutching the mattress below her, the fingers clenching and unclenching randomly. Buffy played with the thought of adding a finger to her tongue but the fact that Willow was still a virgin in the biological sense stopped her. She wanted their first time to be completely enjoyable and pain-free. So instead she reached up to unclench Willow's hands and took them in her own as she licked her way up to tease her lover's pleasure centre and then closed her lips around it to suck on Willow's clitoris.
Willow's body went rigid and her fingers squeezed those of the slayer painfully as her orgasm washed through her body like the mother of all waves. She bit her lip to stop herself from crying out as the pleasure ebbed away only to start anew, going through her whole body, regularly exploding in her centre and curling her toes until she feared her feet had clawed their way through the mattress. It took her forever to get back to reality and for the stars to go away, but finally she was back. Buffy was still kissing her sex softly, ensuring that her return to earth was a pleasurable as possible. She with a silly grin she looked at Buffy, who smiled back after finally stopping her gentle caresses.
"And here I thought you were tired, Will," Buffy said as she saw that her lover's senses had returned. She giggled at her own words and received a playful slap on her shoulder.
"You just wait until the room stops spinning, slayer!" Willow threatened.
"And then what?" Buffy challenged.
"You'll get YOUR good-night kiss."
Buffy couldn't wait.
~*~
The End.