Causatum.alt
by sailor80
Eight
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When Buffy got home from patrol, Willow was reading in bed. She put the book aside when Buffy entered the room. "Good patrol?" she asked.
"Nice and quiet." Buffy kneeled on the bed and kissed Willow briefly. She stood up and started removing her clothes, dropping them carelessly on the floor. When she was naked, she climbed back into bed. "Hi," she said quietly.
"Hi," Willow answered. She leaned toward Buffy, and their lips met in the middle of the bed. Their kiss was unhurried.
"Little overdressed, aren't you?" Buffy asked.
"A little," Willow agreed. She pulled the oversized shirt over her head and dropped it on the pillow behind her. "Better?"
"Much." Buffy moved closer and initiated another kiss. "You taste so good," she murmured.
"Mmmm, you too," Willow answered. She pulled Buffy closer with each kiss. One hand went to Buffy's breast, circling and teasing. When she finally touched Buffy's nipple, the Slayer moaned. She laid back and pulled Willow atop her without breaking their kiss. Willow slid her thigh between Buffy's and slid onto the Slayer's.
"God, Will, you're so wet," Buffy gasped.
"You." Willow danced her tongue along Buffy's jaw to her ear. "You do that to me." She squeezed Buffy's nipple and delighted in Buffy's reaction. She nibbled Buffy's ear, following with her tongue. Buffy's breathing speeded up when Willow said, "I can't wait to taste you after you come all over my hand."
"Will," Buffy moaned. One hand clutched Willow's ass. The other slid along her crack and dipped into the redhead's wetness. Buffy wiggled her fingers at the entrance to Willow's core. Willow groaned deeply and sucked at Buffy's neck. "Like that?" Buffy asked.
"Yeah." Willow's tongue and lips continued down Buffy's neck. She slid down, forcing Buffy's hand away from her center, and worked her way toward Buffy's breasts. Willow moved off Buffy to her side, and while suckling a nipple, slid her middle finger into Buffy. Buffy gasped, her eyes widening. Willow lifted her head and smiled up at her. "You're so tight. And wet." She pulled her finger out and immediately entered Buffy again, using her index and middle fingers. "Does it feel good?" she asked, not expecting an answer.
"Yes!" Buffy cried, pushing her hips forward as Willow slowly rotated her fingers. "God, Will, I'm so close."
"I'm just getting started, lover." Willow moved up to kiss Buffy, making sure that her hair teased Buffy's nipples.
Buffy contracted her vaginal walls around Willow's busy digits and moaned into their kiss.
Willow pulled back ever so slightly. "Tell me," she murmured. "Tell me what you want."
"Please," Buffy pleaded.
"Please what?" Willow pulled out of her, slid her fingers up either side of Buffy's clit. She chuckled when the Slayer's hips bucked. She slid her fingers back into Buffy's wetness and started a slow tempo.
Buffy let out a small o of pleasure each time Willow's fingers reached their maximum depth. Her hips matched Willow's rhythm and Buffy worked her fingers through Willow's hair. She pulled Willow up to her mouth and kissed her furiously. Willow kept the same steady beat, sliding in and out of Buffy, and added another finger as she thrust her tongue into Buffy's mouth.
Buffy pulled her closer, groaning her appreciation into Willow's mouth, then threw her head to the side, panting. Willow turned her attention to Buffy's neck. She kissed, licked, and nipped her way down Buffy's throat and chest to one stiff nipple. Willow brushed her tongue over it and smiled at the strangled noise that came from the Slayer. She returned to the nipple, lavishing it with attention from her tongue and lips, then switched to the other nipple to repeat the process.
Willow leaned up to look at Buffy. Buffy looked back, eyes open wide. "Oh, god, Wills, so good, don't stop."
"I'm not gonna stop," Willow smiled. She changed the angle of her wrist, and Buffy raised her hips from the bed to meet her fingers.
Willow increased the tempo, and Buffy's hips rocked with her hand as she chanted, "Oh god oh god oh god," her voice rising as her orgasm neared. Buffy's eyes opened wide and she screamed without words. Willow continued the steady and in and out of her fingers as Buffy convulsed.
Each time Buffy thought she was finished, Willow incited another orgasm. When her shoulder tired, she left her fingers in Buffy while she repositioned herself so she could suck more orgasms from the Slayer. She slid her fingers out and her tongue in and groaned at the taste, which set Buffy off again.
It was a long time before Willow let Buffy stop coming. She slithered up Buffy's body. Buffy's arms went around her automatically. Willow kissed Buffy slowly.
After the kiss ended, Buffy smiled lazily at Willow. Her hands moved in irregular patterns across Willow's skin. "You wore me out, girl."
"So all that stuff about Slayer stamina is a crock," Willow teased.
"Tonight," Buffy agreed. She moved one hand to stroke Willow's hair. "I love you so much, Willow."
"I know, Buffy. I love you, too." Willow kissed Buffy once more and settled herself atop her lover. The steady rhythm of the Slayer's heartbeat lulled her into sleep.
Something was wrong, and it woke Buffy. She was disoriented for a moment before realizing she was in bed with Willow.
Willow was trembling. "No, please don't. I'll be good."
Buffy rubbed Willow's back sleepily. "It's okay, sweetheart."
"I don't want to."
Buffy shook Willow gently. "Wake up, Will."
"Please," Willow whined. She sounded desperate. "Please don't make me."
"I won't," Buffy said. "Come back to me, Wills." She looked up as the door opened.
Dawn came in. She didn't say anything as she came to the edge of the bed and put her palm against Willow's bare back. Buffy moved one hand to cover Dawn's. Willow stilled immediately. Her body relaxed against Buffy's.
Buffy slid them over and pulled the sheet up over them. Dawn laid down next to them on top of the sheet. She let go of Willow only long enough to pull the comforter up, then settled herself on her back. The casted arm laid on her stomach. The other hand rested, fingers splayed, against Willow's upper arm. Buffy again covered Dawn's hand with her own.
After a few minutes, Buffy asked, "You asleep?"
"Nuh uh."
"Did we wake you?"
"Willow did." Dawn yawned. "She was dreaming about Travers and Rack and Amy."
"Wonder why?"
"Didn't Will tell you?" Dawn asked. "We ran into Amy on the way home."
"What happened?"
"It was really weird, Buffy. Amy wanted something from Willow. I don't know if she wanted to take something from her or give her something or what. After Amy broke Willow's backpack, I stayed between them."
"How did she break Willow's backpack?" Buffy asked.
"Magick, I guess. Amy really wanted to get to Willow, and she got really mad when I wouldn't let her. I threatened to turn her into a rat again, and she took off."
"Could you?"
"Could I what?"
"Turn Amy into a rat," Buffy said.
Dawn snorted. "Will asked that, too. I dunno. I just knew it was the right thing to say to make her leave."
"Thank you." Buffy squeezed Dawn's fingers gently. "Thank you for taking care of her."
"I can't let anything hurt her," Dawn said.
"You guys good?" Buffy asked.
"Yeah, we're good. We talked. Then we had a pillow fight."
"Who won?"
"Draw." Dawn yawned again. "What if it's always like this?"
"Like what?"
"This." Dawn moved her fingers against Buffy's.
"I don't know," Buffy said finally. "We'll work it out somehow."