New and Old
by Rin
Temptations
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"Buffy, Fred and I are going to my apartment for a while, is that okay? I need to pick up a few things, and check on Faith, make sure she's settling." Willow and Fred were standing by the couch, just having descended the stairs, and found Charles and Buffy engaged in conversation while watching television.
"Of course, Will...just behave, you two." The two girls giggled, and walked out the door. Charles turned to Buffy, and arched an eyebrow.
"Okay...now tell me about those two. You obviously know something, and aren't telling."
"Nothing to tell really. They used to date."
"Yeah but you keep getting this smirk, and I see the green float all over you when you see them huddle close, and whisper, so don't deny that something's up. You can't lie to me, Buffy Summers." Buffy sighed, knowing that she was going to get Charles into a frenzy.
"Alright...but you have to promise that I didn't tell you." He held up his right hand.
"You have my word."
"Well, I only know what Will told me, so bear with me. They dated, as you know, and things got physical between them."
"Yeah, we've established that part earlier."
"Well...it's how physical that's the thing."
"How much further can you go beyond sex?" Buffy eyed him, and he quickly shut his mouth.
"They dated for three years in high school, and around their junior year, they started making with the merry. Apparently, according to Willow...Fred was something of a wild lover."
"Really? This is news to me."
"Yeah...well, I'm just going on what Will told me, remember? Besides, people change..."
"You're a prime example of that, miss whipped."
"Hey!"
"Well...it's the truth."
"That's beside the point." Buffy tried to hide her smile but it was too powerful to control. "Anyways...they were always at it, Willow said that they were always all over each other, and their principle even put them in detention twice when the janitor caught them in the closet a couple of times. Willow said that they liked having sex all over the place, and that it was funny because Fred was very vocal."
"She's usually quiet..." Buffy arched an eyebrow. "Well...there were a few times but it's still new for us. Where exactly did they have sex?"
"Some of the places I found funny were under the bleachers at a football game, in the book stacks at the school library, in the middle of the park on an afternoon with families playing all around them, and my all time favorite: the Bronze."
"The Bronze? What's the Bronze?"
"It's been the best club in Sunnydale for years now...well, mostly because it's the only one but Willow's dad ran it, and now she does. They had sex in the bathroom hallway, in her dad's office, and once even on a couch off to the side of the dance floor. I have no idea how nobody caught them."
"Maybe they were caught...you said the janitor did."
"Maybe...they had a really physical relationship. When they were freshman in college, Fred went to UCLA, Willow stayed here, and the long distance thing just wasn't working for them anymore because of their constant need to touch one another. According to Willow, they just both decided to call it quits, and stay friends."
"Which they obviously did...now, I understand why the jealous thing."
"Exactly..."
"You don't think they'd..."
"Nah. Willow started dating Tara a few months later, and that summer Fred and Willow got back into their physical habits. When it came time to go back to school, though...Tara caught them one night, and it was this big blow up, and they've refrained from the sexual side of things ever since."
"Wow...some story."
"Yeah, I thought so...and sure, I'm extremely jealous because Fred was her first love, and first everything...but I don't think they'd do anything now, and if they did, Willow would feel so guilty that she'd break down into a sobbing ball at my feet begging for forgiveness."
"A little confident there, aren't you?"
"Uh-huh...just a little." They both laughed, and relaxed back against the couch, sighing after the story of the two former lovers. "Besides, I know Willow loves me."
"She's said so enough times these past few days that if she didn't, I'd start to worry."
"I trust her with my whole heart, and all the other stuff that's all cliché."
"Wow. You really have changed. You never left yourself this vulnerable before."
"I know...it's a little scary but like I said, I trust her."
"You haven't fought yet, have you?"
"No...and I hope we never do but I know that when it comes to that, we'll get through it because we'll both want to. If we never fight, I'll think that something is seriously wrong. I've always fought in relationships."
"Your relationships were always nothing but fights. Even with Angel...all you did was fight. This happy you...I like her. You should definitely hold on to that one."
"I plan on it."
"I know you do." They smiled at each other. Charles turned towards the television, and groaned at the screen. He started yelling at the calls being made in the basketball game, and Buffy just laughed. Things were working out for the blonde, and all she could do was do a little happy dance on the inside.
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When they walked into the apartment, both girls fell in giggling. Faith had just exited the kitchen, and was watching the girls while she dug into her noodles. When they were in the door completely, Willow fell against Fred still laughing. Faith noticed that the entire time that both girls never lost contact with the other, and she arched an eyebrow in speculation. Once Willow closed the door, Fred noticed that Faith was standing there observing them questioningly.
"Oh, hi. You must be Faith. I'm Fred." She held out her hand to take, and Faith moved forward reluctantly, still watching Willow's hand on the small of the slim brunette's back. "Willow said that you just moved in yesterday."
"Yeah. She's letting me live with her for a while until I get my own place." Willow ushered Fred further into the main room, and helped her take her coat off, placing their outerwear in the closet. Faith went to sit on the couch, and Willow grabbed Fred's hand, having her follow the busty brunette's action. Once all three ladies were on the couch, Faith tucked her socked feet underneath her, and continued eating her noodles, keeping her eyes on her boss, and the girl that was NOT her boss's girlfriend. "So, Fred. How you know Will?"
"Oh, we used to date in high school and college."
"Yeah but we're still good friends." Both girls looked at each other, and giggled, huge smiles plastered on their faces. Old patterns were easily found again in just the few short days, and the two girls were enjoying each other's company immensely, vowing to visit each other more often. "She's actually dating Buffy's best friend, Charles. It was so funny because Friday night after I left to go to Buffy's...I get there, and there she is!"
"Charles wanted to see Buffy, and meet her new girlfriend, and lo and behold if it wasn't Willow!"
"I'll bet that was a fun reunion." Faith laid her bowl down on the coffee table, and picked up the remote.
"It was, and the best part is that we're not going to wait so long next time to see each other again. This has been a great weekend."
"Yep. It sure has." Faith noticed the girls staring at each other with bright smiles, and could tell by the constant touching, and flirty glances, that they had a serious, physical relationship once upon a time.
"So...where are Buffy and Charles?"
"Oh! I needed to get some things before they left. I keep meaning to mail the stuff to Fred but things just come up, and I never do. Now that she's here, I don't have an excuse."
"That's cool. Don't let me keep. Do your thing."
"Faith, how are things holding up here?"
"Five by five."
"Oh, alright. Well, if you need anything just let me know. We'll be back in my bedroom." Faith arched an eyebrow, and Willow and Fred blushed profusely. "No...not like that...just, you know...stuff. I have the stuff back there to give to her."
"I'll bet you do." Willow groaned, and pulled Fred back into the hallway, leaving a tilted head, observing Faith to continue channel surfing. The two girls entered Will's bedroom, and the redhead shut the door, so that Faith wouldn't come back to tease them some more. Fred was looking at the pictures and items on Willow's dressers and shelves.
"You kept it?" Willow noticed that Fred was pointing out a simple crystal stone but the stone held meaning between the two girls.
"Of course, silly. Why wouldn't I?"
"Oh, I don't know...we broke up...don't people usually get rid of things like this after those things happen."
"Fred...we're still friends...and sure, I was heartbroken..."
"As was I." Willow smiled shyly at Fred's open confession, remembering just how hard the decision to part was, and the months afterwards.
"But you were still a huge part of my life. Are a part of my life."
"Remember when we found the crystals?"
"Yeah...we were camping in the woods, and went on a hike. After we made love by the lake, we rolled over, and they were there. You started to cry...how could I forget?"
"Hey...you were crying, too, you know."
"Yes but you were crying more."
"Was not."
"Was to." Both girls giggled, and Fred ran her fingertips over the crystal, as Willow moved to see it as well. "Willow...do you ever think that things would've been different...if we'd never..."
"Don't talk like that, Fred. No more what ifs. We played that game the summer after our freshman year, and look what happened. I almost lost Tara."
"I know, and I'm sorry." Willow sighed at the love that was still easily pouring into each other after so many years. Truth was that they both decided not to see each other, only email or talk on the phone, if their friendship thing was going to work because they could never stop touching. They were like moths drawn to the flame, and Willow loved Tara deeply, and didn't want to hurt her again but she knew how hard it was to resist being with Fred, no matter if making love to Tara was just as good if not better. When they talked privately for the first time Saturday afternoon, they came to the mutual agreement that they'd both grown as people, and were beyond the need for physical contact. Even if they were constantly touching one another, and never stopped loving one another, they knew that it would be beyond apocalyptic this time if something happened between them. So, they were trying a new thing...only friendly touches but there were still the flirty looks, and Buffy had even asked Willow about it. She had been completely honest with Buffy, telling her about the summer while Tara moved back east, and that part of her would always love Fred, and want to still have that physical contact. Buffy started crying, thinking that she had lost Willow but through slow, gentle lovemaking, Willow reassured the blonde that everything had changed for her, and that all she wanted was her...over and over and over again until they both drifted off in each other's arms. Willow looked back up into Fred's eyes, and saw the guilt still lingering from the past.
"It's not your fault. I should've said no."
"But I shouldn't've given you a reason to say no. It wasn't fair to you."
"You never asked anything of me. It just happened. Who's to say that it wasn't supposed to happen? Maybe it was supposed to give us some form of closure."
"I never felt closed, though."
"Me, neither but it's the best we have."
"Would it be wrong of me to say that I still want to kiss you?"
"No because in all honesty, part of me still wants to kiss you." Fred moved forward, and watched Willow's movements and expressions until they were a breath apart. As soon as their lips connected gently, Willow moved back a little. "I can't, though. I'm with Buffy. That's where I want to be, and I won't do anything to hurt her if I can help it. I'm sorry, Fred. I just can't." Fred nodded slightly, and kissed Willow's right cheek, which caused Willow to blush at the gentleness of it, and take her into a warm embrace. "I've missed you, ya know?"
"Yeah, I know. I've missed you, too, Willow."
"Fred..."
"Yes?"
"Do you think I'm doing the right thing here?"
"About not kissing me?"
"About Buffy..."
"Definitely without a doubt. I wish that we were as connected in the same way you two are. I'm kinda jealous, if I'm honest at all. I mean, we were happy but you two...I think that when you have your first fight, you'll still be happy...a little sad but still happy. She's the real deal, Will. Don't make the same mistake that I made with you. Don't let her go, ever."
"I don't plan on it."
"Good." They parted from their embrace, and sighed, realizing that they had finally had closure. Both girls giggled, as Willow went over to one of her dresser drawers, and pulled the bottom drawer completely out, revealing a collection of recorded videotapes. "Are those..."
"Yep."
"You saved those, too? Willow!"
"I said that part of me still wanted you. They would help me go back to a better time in my life before Buffy, before Tara. You were my first, Fred...of practically everything. That's not something a girl forgets too easily."
"Everything is on those tapes. Graduation, prom, homecoming...even just us goofing off at the Bronze, or even at picnics and parties."
"Not to mention the more steamier portions."
"You kept that tape, too?"
"If I got rid of those moments, I'd be throwing everything else away! Fred, we had sex like rabbits. Hell, we put rabbits to shame."
"Remember when Bob the janitor found us in the closet?"
"Which time?"
"Oh...um, when you made me skip physics to tend to your needs."
"Hey! It was usually you, missy. And we wouldn't have been caught if you weren't screaming so loudly."
"Principal Snyder was a little mad when Bob told him."
"He gave us detention. Do you know what that does to somebody's personal record? I was marked as a criminal for life."
"Yeah...a bonafide sex offender." Willow pulled out a few of the tapes but left some in there. "You're giving them to me?"
"Yes and no. I made copies, and before you asked, no I didn't dub over the many, I might add, sexcapades we found ourselves taping."
"We were a little wild in our days."
"Darn tootin'."
"What does Buffy say about all this?"
"She doesn't know I have the tapes but I'm thinking that I will tell her now that she's met you, and knows the whole story. I didn't want to scare her off, ya know?"
"Didn't Xander try and steal these?"
"That's why they're hidden."
"Trying to hide the seedy underbelly that is Willow Rosenberg? Your dark past, all your dirty secrets?"
"Does Charles know?"
"Well, I told him a little last night but left out most of the prominent details. To me, we're kinda private. Not that I'm ashamed of you, more like I don't want to share what we had with other people. I guess I'm selfish that way." Willow smiled at the slim brunette, and placed the drawer back, once again shielding the tapes from the world.
"Thanks, Willow. This means a lot to me."
"Ah, don't mention it. I should have given them to you long ago."
"Well, you have now."
"Yes, I have." Both girls continued talking and giggling, and Willow even put one of the tapes in to watch after she had given Fred the tour of the apartment, and they ended up in the playroom. On the screen, the girls were chasing after each other, and Cordelia was laughing, while Xander was taping. Fred finally tackled Willow, and they started kissing on the grass. Xander exclaimed 'Alright...some girly kissage,' and the camera zoomed into them making out in Sunnydale High's quad.
"I always wondered why Xander insisted on being the tape guy. This explains a lot now." The two girls giggled, and Faith walked into the open door. "Oh, hi Faith. Willow and I were just watching some old videos of our younger years."
"I can see that." Faith motioned towards the screen, and the two other girls turned around to notice that they were getting a little more gropy. "Reminds me of my younger years, too." Willow and Fred were blushing somewhat, and Faith walked in to sit in one of the recliners. "So, what? This like a trip down memory lane or somethin'?"
"Yeah, kinda. Willow gave me copies of all these tapes that we always made to help us remember our life together."
"I can see that, as well." Faith arched an eyebrow, smirked wickedly, and again motioned towards the screen. The two girls panicked when they saw that it was one of the times that they decided to videotape their naked fun time. "This is like cheap porn." Willow scrambled for the remote around the couch, and Fred was looking to see if it fell under the couch. "Looking for this?" Both heads darted up to find Faith wiggling the remote control in her hand loosely. Willow tried to grab for it but Faith just tightened her grip, and moved it out of her way. "Say please." Faith was enjoying the contact of the redhead fighting for the remote a little too much, and was confused as to why her boss/roommate/friend always made her do the wacky just for a few moments of contact, such as stealing the remote from the side table when she passed them to sit down. Finally, once she thought that her senses couldn't take anymore torture from the smell and feel of the redhead, she relented, and turned the television off for her. Fred was giggling, and Willow turned around still in Faith's lap to find what was so funny, her face flushed.
"What's so funny?"
"Isn't this the reason why you hid the tapes to begin with? I mean...we were gonna fast forward through the sex parts but you do have to find some humor in this, Will."
"I don't find any humor in it at all! Faith just saw us naked...on the screen...and doing...stuff. Stuff that was private! Stuff that was just between the two of us! I don't find any humor in that at all!" Fred tried to cease her giggling but a stifled laugh would escape from underneath her hand every so often. Willow was still caught on Faith's lap, and Faith placed her hand on the small of Will's back to remind her that she was still there (and to touch Willow again, obviously). "Oh, yeah. Sorry, Faith."
"Hey, we're five by five. No harm no foul." She played it cool as Willow moved back to the couch but her entire body was screaming at the loss of contact. 'I have to do something about this. This is not good.'
"Well...okay. Maybe I should take you back since you're leaving pretty soon. Plus, I still wanna give that gift to Buffy."
"You still haven't given that to her, Red? I figure that would've been the first thing you did when you went into the house." The two girls stood, and Willow took the tape out of the VCR, and placed it back in its protective covering, handing it to Fred who had the other tapes in her hand, ready to skid addle.
"Yeah...well, I hadn't planned on Fred being there. The five of us ended up talking all night, and all day Saturday. It's more of a private thing, so I decided to wait."
"Five?"
"Oh, yeah...Dawnie, Buffy's sister is in from college this weekend, too. You'd like her, she's really fun."
"I'm sure."
"Alright, well...I'll probably be home later, so if you need anything before then, you have my cell number."
"Yeah. Now, don't you have a girlfriend to get to? She's probably wonderin' where you've been all this time with another woman." Willow rolled her eyes amusedly, and the two girls told Faith goodbye, leaving the apartment to walk back to the Summers home.
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"I like Charles. He seems like a lot of fun." Buffy smiled over at her girlfriend, who was currently playing with her hair as they snuggled on the couch.
"Fred seemed like fun, too. Did you have a good time this weekend?"
"Yeah. It's always good when I'm with you." Buffy rolled her eyes halfway, and smirked before kissing Willow gently. "I meant seeing Fred after all this time. Did you like that?"
"Oh...somebody's jealous."
"Am not." Willow arched her eyebrow, and Buffy relented. "Okay, I'm a little jealous."
"A little? Come on, Buffy. You practically scowled all last night when you looked at Fred. You cried! That hardly constitutes a little jealous."
"Okay...I was wicked jealous but I can't help it if my girlfriend's hott, and I want to keep her." Willow kissed the blonde's temple, and hugged her closer.
"Buffy..."
"Yeah?"
"I kissed Fred." Buffy jumped out of the comfortable embrace, and immediately tensed, moving back away from Willow slightly on the couch.
"I know...when you guys were dating, right?"
"Well, yeah. Then, too but I'm talking about earlier today."
"Why? I mean...am I not..."
"No, never, ever think that. Buffy, I'm so in love with you that I stopped before our lips were even pressed tight enough to actually count. I mean, don't you see?"
"That my girlfriend kissed her ex?"
"No, I mean yes. I mean...Buffy, just listen to me. Please?"
"Alright but I don't have to like it."
"It was Fred. Fred! Buffy, don't you get it?" Willow was excited, and tried to get closer to Buffy but the blonde just inched slightly back from the oncoming redhead, wary of whether her heart was about to break open in a thousand pieces.
"Apparently not, Will."
"Buffy, I stopped Fred! I didn't even stop Fred when I dated Tara, Buffy, but I did, and I've never been happier in my life." Buffy scrunched her eyebrows in confusion and hurt, thinking that Willow was happy that she was with Fred. "No, Buffy! Don't you see what I did? I said no to Fred. I've never been able to say no to Fred, and I did...because I love you so much that I wouldn't let my feelings and past with her get in the way. I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't want to hurt us." Buffy was shaking her head, and the tears were threatening to spill over, and when Willow crushed their bodies together in a fierce, forever kind of hug, she finally sobbed with pure happiness, admonishing her insecurities for getting the better of her. "I love you so much, Buffy Summers. I don't know how it happened this hard, this fast, but it did, and I'm eternally grateful for whoever came up with the idea to have us meet. These past three months have been the most magkical, amazing months in my life. I feel like I'm under some kind of spell."
"That's it. I put you under my spell, and I'll never break it if I have any say in the matter."
"Well, you do, and it's true. I'm under your spell, and I absolutely refuse to let you break it, either." Buffy tightened her hold on the redhead's back, and buried her tear-streaked face in her neck, kissing her several times lightly, eliciting goose bumps to arise, and the baby soft hair at the nape of Willow's neck to stand on end. Willow sighed, and increased the pressure she had around Buffy's back, and pulled their bodies even closer together. "Goddess, Buffy..."
"Will..." Buffy moved her mumbled words around kisses. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of saying 'I love you' to you. Is that okay?"
"That's more than okay. That's perfect." Willow pulled back to look at Buffy, and wiped the tears with her thumbs, caressing her cheeks, and leaning in to kiss her eyelids gently. She rested her forehead against the blonde's, while she continued the gentle caressing. "I have something I want to give you, and I want you to promise not to freak out on me." She felt Buffy tense, and kissed her gently, causing the blonde to relax again. "It's nothing bad. At least, I don't think it is. You can tell me that you don't want it, or juts give it back, or whatever. I just felt that it was right. You can tell me if it's..."
"Will. Just give it to me already." Willow smiled shyly, and got up from the couch. She went up the stairs, and came back down holding a small ring sized jewelry box. She handed it to Buffy, who kept moving her curious gaze from the tiny velvet box back to her worried girlfriend. "Will...I mean...it's...I'm..."
"Open it, please? Buffy..."
"Oh, yeah. Um...sure..." She cautiously opened the small box, knowing that once she opened it, their lives were going to change considerably based on her initial reaction. On one hand, marrying Willow, even if not fully legal, was something that she could live with the rest of her life, and knew that she'd be happier than anything living until her death with her girlfriend. However, the logical part of her was screaming that it was way too soon, and that this would be a mistake, and put a huge damper on their relationship when her flight or fight reaction kicked in when she saw the ring. When she finally opened the box, her eyes widened, and she let out a breath of awe and relief, unsure of what she wanted to find underneath the top. "Willow?"
"Yes?" Her eyebrows were scrunched together in pure worry, and she was playing furiously with her hands. Buffy looked back from the box to her girlfriend, and mentally chastised herself for thinking Willow would do something irrational without first talking with her about it. She picked the small silver key from its place in the box, and she held the tiny key chain in her fingers, and read the inscription. '3 months and counting. B & W.' Buffy smiled, and the tears again began to fall freely. She looked at her girlfriend, who seemed to be fidgeting even more than before, and she moved over to crash their lips together sensuously. When Buffy broke away, and looked down at her startled girlfriend, she could do nothing but keep their loving gaze. "I know it's a little early but I wanted you to have it now. You're not freaked?"
"Anything but...Will...is this the key to..."
"My apartment, yes. I made a copy Friday at lunch, while Faith was with me. Then, we went to the shop next door, and I had them make me this key chain. Faith picked it up for me while I was at work."
"This is amazing, Willow. I don't know what to say."
"Just that you're not freaked is enough for me."
"Well, how about I tell you that I'm not freaked, and that I think some major kissage is in order?"
"It is?"
"Oh...it definitely is...in fact, I think that I heard a certain somebody's Jacuzzi calling our names, too."
"Really?" Willow's face was childlike, and Buffy moved her head down to kiss her girlfriend sensuously before running upstairs to grab her shoes. "You can test your new key out, too. Make sure it works. Now, you don't have to wait for me to get home, or answer the door. Just no sneakiness..." Hopping down the stairs, she kissed Willow as she grabbed her coat from the coat rack, and moved to shut and lock the door behind them. Walking to Willow's apartment, Buffy suddenly remembered that Faith was living there now. She tightened her grasp on her girlfriend's hand, and mentally prepared for the many, many sexual comments that were bound to come from the brazen brunette. When they got to the apartment, Willow stepped aside, nothing but smiles, and watched Buffy use her key for the first time. Opening the door, Buffy pushed it wide open, and turned around to grin at her obviously content girlfriend.
"Ta da! Now, I think it's time for me to carry you over the threshold. Isn't that like tradition or something?"
"Buffy's it's my apartment."
"So?"
"You're smaller than I am."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"That there's no way you'll be able to carry me to begin with..."
"Looks can be deceiving, Will. You never know...I might have some unknown superhuman strength that you don't know about."
"Buffy, I highly doubt that...Buffy...Buffy! Buffy, put me down!" Buffy had grabbed a hold of Willow, and carried her through the door, kicking it closed, and holding her grip tight around the redhead's form, praying to all deities that she wouldn't drop her. Saying a quick hello to an amused Faith on the couch, Buffy kept carrying a protesting Willow back to her bedroom. Once in the bedroom, she kicked the door closed behind her, and moved over to the bed, crashing on top of Willow. "Buffy, that was not funny."
"Then why are you smiling so big?"
"Okay...but I don't want you to hurt yourself, and you could have seriously hurt yourself there. I need you in full health."
"Oh, you do, do you?" Willow smirked seductively, and looked back up at an eyebrow-arched Buffy. She pulled Buffy's head down, and kissed her passionately a few times before breaking away, and trying to catch her heavy breaths. When she looked up, she noticed Buffy's half-lidded, lust-filled gaze, and pulled her tighter against her outstretched body, kissing her sensuously. Their kisses turned hungry, and Willow had managed to remove Buffy's t-shirt, throwing on the floor behind them, rubbing her palms wantingly all over the bare flesh that was revealed. Buffy moaned into her mouth, and Willow's eyes rolled back slightly at the sensation that the tremor caused. Buffy had managed to hike her t-shirt past her chest, and broke the kisses long enough to discard the offending item. When they crashed back together, their kisses were becoming deeper, until there bras were flung unceremoniously somewhere around the room, destination unknown. Willow rolled them over, and she moved one of her thighs between Buffy's, eliciting a sharp gasp and pleasurable moan when she moved her thigh up into contact with the blonde's center. Willow never stopped kissing Buffy. Anyplace she could find, anywhere her body could move, and Buffy didn't seem to mind, other than the occasional groan when she'd start kissing above the waistline of her sweatpants. Knowing that it was slow torture for her girlfriend, Willow finally removed Buffy's sweatpants, only to begin kissing everywhere but the place that Buffy kept trying to move her head to. Willow would giggle when Buffy would beg, and try pulling her head higher, or lower, depending on her current position. Her giggles would only cause Buffy's body to shake with more anticipation, and suddenly without warning, Buffy gasped in pure pleasure, and her body shook uncontrollably for a moment as she breathed out Willow's name in the height of that pleasure. Willow looked up from where she was kissing her bellybutton, rested her chin lightly there, and scrunched her eyebrows in confusion and awe.
"Did you just..."
"Oh...Willow...yes..."
"But I didn't even..." Buffy just lie there, a throbbing body, and her breathing slowly became easier.
"Apparently, you didn't have to...my body agrees with my mind."
"Huh?"
"That it loves you just being there...you don't have to do anything but be there, and I'm putty in your hands."
"Wow...I mean...that's never..."
"Me, either."
"Well...are you still...I mean..."
"I'm completely satisfied but that doesn't mean that I'd object to more..." She pulled Willow up to kiss her firmly on the lips. "Besides, I believe I promised you a romantic bubble bath on the way over here..." Buffy smirked seductively, and moved her hands around to cup Willow's breasts, causing the redhead's eyes to close slightly, and her lips to part with a quiet gasp. Buffy pulled Willow into the bathroom, where they lit candles, started the Jacuzzi, and added some Scooby Doo bubble bath that Buffy found in Willow's closet. When they finally allowed their bodies to get used to the warmth of the water, they came closer together, and made even more warmth with themselves.
Meanwhile, a quietly crying Faith sat hugging her legs on the couch in the playroom, torturing herself to the sounds of pleasure that both girls were producing. Wiping away her falling tears for the umpteenth time that day, she looked at the wall that was hiding their forms from her, and sighed harshly in an attempt to hold back the still free-flowing tears. 'Get a grip. This is ridiculous. You're actin' like a lovesick puppy, and it's gross. Get over it, Faith! It's not gonna happen!' Standing up in a resolve, she moved from the playroom into her room, and sat down at her small keyboard, pushing play on her little tape recorder, and letting her emotions guide her fingers and her voice.