Whatever You Say
by TutorGurl
Chapter 3
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"So," began Willow, trying to get Buffy to stop trying to kiss her. "What are we doing tonight? Besides patrolling and Bronzing?"
"Well, I have a few things in mind, but I'm sure you wouldn't be up to them," Buffy answered moving a little closer to her girlfriend. Willow gave her an amused look.
"I don't think you're mom would be too appreciative of them either," the red head pointed out. Buffy rolled her eyes and smiled.
"Since we can't do 'that' girly thing," replied Buffy. "Why don't we do the other girly thing? The 'Buffy doesn't get any action' girly thing?"
"And that would involve...?"
"Movies, chocolate, popcorn, kisses, pillow fights... you know the normal stuff," explained the slayer. Willow smiled at the idea.
"That sounds awesome," agreed the witch. Buffy smirk, evilly. Willow caught the look. "Don't think I didn't hear you slip kisses in there by the way, missy." Buffy pouted. Willow shook her head and gave her the resolve face. "And that's not working this time. The last time you did that, Cordy caught us and we're almost at your house and I don't want your mom to see us."
"But I thought you wanted me to tell my mom?" questioned Buffy, getting more than a little confused at her girlfriend's changing moods.
"Yeah, but I want us to sit down and tell her in a nice loving way not give her a heart attack when she sees us groping against a tree."
"You'd let me grope you against a tree?" Buffy repeated, liking the idea.
"Not the point," laughed Willow. "Besides, I'm a very old fashioned girl, it's against a wall or nothing." Buffy looked around.
"Well, there are lots of walls around here, you know?" She wiggled her eyebrows in a comical way. Willow giggled and couldn't resist giving the blonde a quick peck on the lips. "The Buffanator, scores again!"
"And that's as far as you're getting tonight," Willow giggled and ran the rest of the way to the Summers home. Willow was surprised to find the door unlocked and quickly ran inside and into the living room. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw what was going on. Buffy finally caught up to Willow in the living room and crashed right into her. Buffy didn't realize what was going on yet.
"Jeez, baby," she sighed. "You're not supposed to stop!" Willow just starred blankly ahead until Buffy caught on and followed her gaze. When she saw what had Willow so shocked, her eyes bulged out of her head. "Oh, God, scarred for life!"
"Buffy," warned Joyce as she got off her boyfriend. The mystery man sat up and got his shirt off the floor and started to put it on. Joyce did the same. "I didn't expect you home so early."
"I didn't expect to find my mother and her new boyfriend fornicating on my couch!" replied Buffy. Willow still stood there in complete shock. She'd never even seen her parents kiss one another, let alone this. As soon as the word fornicating was out of Buffy's mouth, the man was on his way to the door.
"Nice to meet you," he muttered as he past the girls. Willow waved absently.
"I'll call you!" called Joyce, giving Buffy a disappointed look.
"You have got to be kidding me!" said Buffy. "I just walked in on you, half dressed, on top of some guy and you're giving ME the 'disappointed mom look'?"
"Can we just forget that this ever happened?" begged Joyce, in a desperate voice.
"A shopping trip to the mall might help me to suppress," grinned Buffy, sensing the opportunity for guilt presents. Joyce rolled her eyes, but nodded. Buffy's smiled widened. "Will's gonna come with."
"Of course," sighed Joyce, getting up and making her way to the kitchen. It wasn't until she was out of the room that Willow finally found her voice.
"Hi, Mrs. Summers!" Willow called. Buffy laughed and dragged her best friend over the couch. Buffy jumped down on it, but Willow remained standing.
"You're standing," Buffy pointed out. "Why?"
"Umm," began Willow. "Cause your mom just got to second base with some guy right there a second ago." Buffy's eyes widened and she jumped up in disgust.
"Ewwwww!" she cried, frantically wiping the bottom of her pants. "You couldn't have pointed that out to me before I sat down?" she pouted. Willow gave her a guilty smile and shrugged.
"You're cute when you pout," Willow said, trying to justify her actions. Buffy looked to be contemplating her excuse for a few moments. She finally let a forgiving smile slip through.
"I'll have to store that away for future use," decided the blonde. Buffy grabbed Willow's hand and led her over to the reclining chair. Buffy sat down and motioned for the red head to sit on her lap. "Cuddle time. Now!"
"But what if your mom comes in?" she asked, trying really hard to think straight. It was hard for her to do that when there where thoughts of Buffy cuddles floating around in her head.
"I was just thinking about that," explained Buffy. "Don't you think that now would be the perfect time to tell her? I mean, she'll be so embarrassed about what just happened to get too angry. The way I figure it, if she can hide her boy toy, she can't get mad at me for hiding my girl toy. Tit for tat." Buffy made a horrified face. "I just said the word tit when referring to my mom's sex life." Buffy made the look again. "My mom has a sex life!" Normally, Willow would have found the statement amusing, but she was too busy being hurt. Buffy noticed the hurt look on her face immediately. "What?"
"Good to know you think our relationship is something you have to ambush your mother with when she's angry," Willow whispered. "Am I really just your girl toy?"
"Oh, baby," Buffy whispered. She gently took Willow's hand and pulled her onto her lap. Willow, despite being hurt, snuggled into the embrace. Buffy wrapped her arms around Willow's waist and rested her chin on her shoulder so she could whisper in her ear. "I don't think that at all."
"But you said..."
"Shhh," Buffy said softly. "I love you so much. Too much maybe. Sometimes I can't control myself when I'm around you. You don't even realize all the adorable little things you do that drive me crazy. Nothing would make me happier than to just be with you whenever I wanted. To kiss you senseless when you start to babble. I want my mom to know about us so I can do all that stuff. And like you said outside, I don't want her to catch us making out on the couch like we did with her." Buffy laid two feather light kisses on Willow's shoulder and neck. "I don't want her to see us and think that it's just some physical thing. Like what I'm thinking about her 'friend'. I want to sit her down and tell her that I'm head over heels in love with you. I want her to understand that what we have isn't just a silly high school hormone thing. That this is forever."
"Really?" asked a breathless Willow. She couldn't' believe that this beautiful girl that just spilled her heart out to her was the same girl that beat vampires and demons to a bloody pulp. Buffy leaned forward until they were mere inches apart.
"Forever," she repeated. For the moment, Willow didn't care about whether or not Joyce walked in on them. All that mattered was the girl sitting beneath her. She closed the little remaining space that was left between them and they found themselves lost in a passionate kiss. They broke apart and leaned their foreheads against each other. "I'd die if this ended even a day short of forever."
"Well, well, well," chanted Joyce. "Look who's fornicating now?"