Everything I Ever Wanted
by Rin
And then some
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Panting from her run around the lake, Buffy bent over, and held herself up by her knees. Normally, she would have woken the adorable redhead from her slumber but the entire night played much from their wedding night, and she was surprised that either of them had gotten any sleep at all from the way they were all over each other. The word nymphomaniac came to Buffy's mind...but then, she shrugged, and shook her head in the negative. 'Not a nympho...a Willowmaniac. That's what I am...and proud of it.' Smiling, she stretched her leg muscles, while still standing. Twisting her neck, she heard the audible crack, and circled her head around to loosen the tenseness from the early morning run. The weather was pleasant, and the sun wasn't completely out yet. A light fog surrounded the lake, and the cool mist was refreshing against the blonde's skin.
Walking back into the cabin, she drained two full glasses of water, and wiped her sweaty brow on a towel before heading back to wake her sleeping lover. Anticipating the cute little pillow snuggle she'd left her in, Buffy carefully cracked the door, and frowned. Willow was already awake, and was currently pulling a t-shirt over her head. With quiet grace, she made it over to her redheaded wife, and tugged the shirt back up from her struggling naked form. Buffy had her trapped and blind, and straddled her groggy love, pushing the redhead back onto the bed, despite her cotton muffled protests. With a canary grin, the blonde trailed slow, sensuous kisses from Willow's collarbone to the sensitive spot behind her left ear. When she felt the girl beneath her shift her body for more friction, Buffy had no problems with the redhead's train of thought. After all, even after two nights and days of constant love-making, both of their minds were still hungry for more, and their bodies were just as eager.
"Buffy..." Willow's voice was muffled from underneath her shirt, and her arms were still trapped above her head. At first, she was frightened when she was trapped but when her senses reigned in, her touch, smell, and sound immediately recognized Buffy, and then, her entire body tried to gain more friction. She could smell and feel the sweat dripping, and her mouth was watering to taste the skin underneath the soft cotton more than likely clinging to her wife's form.
"Yes?" Buffy's innocent tone was not fooling Willow in the least, and the redhead quickly wrapped her free legs around Buffy's back, and pulled her closer, causing the blonde to fall into her from the sudden movement. "Well...somebody's a little frisky considering she doesn't have use of her hands."
"Well...I would but they're out of service for the moment. Just have to use what I can to get the job done." Even though her voice was muffled, Buffy would never mistaken the playful 'take me now' tone in Willow's voice...ever.
"Hmmm...well...I guess you should." When she heard Willow's whimpered protest, and wiggled beg, she decided to tease the playful woman. Leaning close, she took full advantage that the redhead was still naked, and Buffy placed tortuously long and light kisses against the skin she found. Trailing her hot breath all over, playing connect the dots with the freckles she found in her reach, while still holding Willow's arms in her shirt. Several times, she both felt and heard her lover's moans, gasps, and sighs, and felt extremely pleased with herself when Willow began audibly begging and pleading. The tone in her voice made it clear that she wasn't sure if she wanted her to continue kissing her body, or letting her from her cotton shackles in order to bring their mouths together.
"Buffy...please...goddess...baby..." Willow's breathy plead was more than enough to cause the blonde to already be overly aroused, and practically orgasm where she sat. Of course, her position wasn't hurting any, either. Plus, after she worked out, she was either hungry or horny...sometimes both. This particular morning...she was more leaning towards the latter, especially upon finding Willow still naked, despite her obvious attempts at dressing. "Buffy..."
"Willow?" The blonde placed her face painfully close to the redhead's cotton clad face, and made sure her breath was hot, and their mouths were almost touching through the shirt. When she heard the quiet whimper of need, she pulled up on her lover's restraint, and revealed her needy expression, and disheveled hair. It took no more than two seconds from revealing her face that she melded their mouths together in their familiar comfort. Pure of passion, heat, and love, the two girls kissed with fervor, and purity. Trailing her hot, wet kisses down to Willow's neck, Buffy nibbled and sucked lightly on her pulse point, and she could hear and feel her wife's hot, labored breaths against her own neck.
"Oh Buffy..." Willow almost couldn't contain herself any longer. When she found the note on the bed, she pouted slightly that she wasn't waking in her lover's arms but delighted in the fact that when Buffy returned, she would be sweaty and ready for action...which she absolutely loved. The only things that were missing was that the blonde was still fully clothed, and her arms were currently incapacitated from touching the body above hers.
"Wills...gods...you're beautiful." Buffy leaned up from her ministrations, and just stared at her wife, locking their gazes in their loving embrace.
"You're not so shabby yourself there, hot stuff." Willow's husky tones were not left unnoticed, and Buffy replied by trailing more hot, wet kisses down her body towards her heaving chest, which was already prepared for the blonde's mouth to play. She was not disappointed in the least, as Buffy paid close attention to each curve, swell, and freckle that adorned her breasts. Willow had to bite her bottom lip to keep from already screaming out in pure, unadulterated ecstasy. The sheer pleasure of everything was almost too much to hold in but she wanted to wait until Buffy was naked, too...even if it was hard not to orgasm right then and there. She'd already almost twice already, and it was only becoming more and more difficult to reign in the explosions.
Buffy was enjoying her torture, and could tell that her wife was practically boiling over already. Deciding that she needed more skin contact, she released Willow's arms, and swiftly removed her sports bra and t-shirt. She smiled when she noticed that the redhead was too wrapped up in the pleasure to notice that she could move her arms. Raising an eyebrow in question, Buffy jumped from the bed like she was finished, and saw Willow's 'huh' look from her peripheral vision. Trying not to give anything away, she waited until Wills threw her shirt at her, and then she wiggled out of her sweats and underwear before straddling her again.
"What? You didn't think I was going to leave you like this...did you?"
"The thought crossed my mind..."
"Well...erase it...I'm not that mean."
"You were doing an awfully good job of it just a minute ago."
"Aww...you didn't..."
"Buffy...shut up and kiss me already." Buffy looked back from the interruption, and grinned mischievously before pushing her body down into the redhead's again. With movements that showed tons of practice, she sought out every spot that drove Willow crazy the entire time their mouths were together.
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"Tell me again where we're going?" Kennedy was skeptical why Faith was taking her to the middle of nowhere but upon seeing the sly grin, she just shrugged back into the seat of Faith's Saab, and relaxed in the comfort of her girlfriend's presence.
"Here we are." Faith parked the car, and noticed that Buffy's Jeep was in the driveway, and wondered if Dawn had come to visit the cabin, as well. With the house to herself for a whole week, and Buffy and Willow in Rome, Faith wondered why in the world Dawn would bother.
"Something wrong?" Kennedy had a concerned expression on her face when she noticed Faith in thought mode. It was hard to pick out but after a few months, she was finally able to comprehend a little about the mysterious dark beauty.
"No...just...I think Dawn's here." She motioned towards the Summers' vehicle.
"Oh...well...where is here exactly?"
"Oh...yeah, sorry. This is Red's cabin. I thought you'd been here before." Faith was confused. Certainly, Willow had taken her ex to the quiet getaway.
"Oh...this is Willow's cabin." Kennedy's distracted, hurt tone told Faith that she was wrong.
"Sorry, Ken...I didn't know. I thought that you..."
"Nah...it's cool. She never brought me here...always left by herself to come up here. I always thought that she just needed some time alone. I was in denial that she needed time away from me." Kennedy shrugged, and took off her seatbelt. She'd always been curious, and now she was going to see the place firsthand...just with a different person than originally though.
"We can go, if you're not..."
"No." The resolve in the young woman's voice made Faith back off, and they exited the car. Finding the door oddly unlocked, Faith moved carefully through the house when she heard sounds of struggle coming from the back of the cabin. She'd never been here, either, and Willow had mapped it out for her before she left, telling Faith that she could take a little quiet time from the busy life of a popular performer. She had no argument with her friend, and took the key and directions with much thanks. No matter where she went these days, she was usually recognized, and Faith just wanted to get away from the hustle and bustle that had become her life...if only for a few days.
"What is that?" Kennedy kept her voice low, sensing Faith's caution, and hearing the struggle as well. Staying in the living area, she watched her girlfriend inch stealthily back to the source of the sound.
"Ah!!!!" Faith shut the door, and pulled Kennedy outside, silently praying that she didn't just see her best friend and her new wife having sex. It didn't take more than five minutes of fidgeting on the porch for two very surprised, disheveled, and clumsily clothed newlyweds met them on the porch.
"Faith! I complete forgot about you coming this weekend. I'm so sorry. Everything just came up all of a sudden, and Buffy didn't want to go to Rome at the last minute, and decided that we should come up here instead, and who am I to deny her anything, and with all of that, I just lost all train of thought...mostly because there hasn't been much...not that all we've been doing is each other...that is to say that..." Willow's flustered, totally embarrassed face was on the brinks of exploding red, and her friend interrupted the babble.
"It's cool. To each his own, right? Or in this case...her." Faith shrugged, trying to get the picture of a sweaty, naked Willow in the throws of passion from her head. However, she had been longing to see just that for so long that her brain refused to cooperate, and she kept finding her eyes directed towards the redhead's now clothed chest. Kennedy finally caught on to what just occurred, and had to look away from the scene. She didn't want her jealousy involved in that moment, and knew if she looked at either her former of current lover, the green eyed monster would come into full view.
"Umm...so, Faith, Kennedy. Good to...um...see you again." Buffy's face was almost matching the red hue of her wife but she tried to keep a level head, since she knew panicky Willow would be in full force. "Why don't we go inside? Have you had breakfast yet?"
"No...but it looked like you did, B." Faith hid behind her sexual prowess façade, and let her defenses ride into bay. She grabbed Kennedy's hand, and they followed the two flustered girls into the cabin. When they finished breakfast, there was nothing but awkward silence as they sat around the living area.
"So...Faith...I'm sorry I didn't call, and let you know that we changed our plans. Everything happened so fast, and we've been kinda busy. I should've known better, though." Willow risked vulnerable glances towards her friend, who only shrugged in response.
"Hey. Like I said, Red...it's cool. No harm no foul. A little warnin' next time, though. I mean...it was hot and all...but I'm not sure I look forward to another show anytime soon." Faith knew that Willow noticed how she reformed back to old nicknames, which meant her defenses were up...another thing she was sure the redhead noticed.
"The rain's kinda bad out there, you two. Willow, maybe they should stay...at least until the rain settles down a bit." Buffy was looking out the window, and could barely make anything out from the blur the steady stream of rain was making down the window. The storm sounded harsh, and every girl was glad that they had rolled their windows up before coming inside the cabin. Outside, the thunder and lightning were loud and strong, and the wind could be heard whistling through the trees.
"Yeah...there's another bedroom if it doesn't let up by tonight. I don't want you to wreck, or something worse." Willow resolved, knowing full well that her body was protesting to the interruption to its plans for the entire week. It was supposed to be almost fully naked at all times with a certain blonde's body somewhere near it.
"It's your honeymoon, Red. We're not gonna..."
"No arguments. See...resolve face." She pointed to her trademark glare, and felt the familiar warmth of Buffy's hand resting on her shoulder when the two brunettes caved, despite obvious expressions of dislike plastered on their face. However, as soon as the contact was made, her body was humming to the tune of Buffy Summers once again, and it took more than willpower to control her primal urges. "Um...so...we have cards. We could play some games. I think there's some board games in the closet, too...although, they'll probably be more like Candy Land or Trivial Pursuit."
"How did you survive out here without television?" Kennedy looked pointedly at both women, and her amused grin told that she was surprised that Willow could live that long without some sort of electronic distraction.
"Well...we keep ourselves busy..." The blush on Willow's face let the brunette's know exactly what those activities involved, and Buffy even had to blush again, reminiscing their earlier interruption. Her legs were twitching from the frustration of a strong build up that was never released, and she too had to reign in all willpower to control her urges to just take Willow right there. A few times when their eyes met, she wasn't sure that she'd be successful but luckily, one of the brunette's would say something to distract her need.
After several games of Candy Land, and a not-too-surprising outcome in Trivial Pursuit (Willow answered almost every question right, and it just wasn't that fun after that), the four women had to settle in for the night, since the storm sounded like it was never going to give just a little. Kennedy and Faith retreated to the other bedroom after preparing for bed (luckily, Willow was as prepared here as back home...extra toothbrushes, and an overabundance of even mundane things like q-tips). Not long after, Buffy and Willow were trying not to touch each other under the covers, knowing that one little touch would send them over the edge. Lying there, both clutching the blanket with tight grips, they just tried to make idle chitchat that would stray away from sexual thoughts, which was proving to be more difficult than thought.
"So..."
"Yeah..." Willow felt the bed start shaking, and knew that Buffy's foot was twitching in frustration. The nervous habit always was a sure fire sign that her lover was in need of some lovin'. Normally a good thing but tonight, very distracting.
"Um...Jesse's birthday is coming up, isn't it?" Buffy wasn't sure but knew she had to be off by about two months at least.
"Buffy...please...babies?" Willow tried to look at her without actually looking, knowing full well that one gaze at Buffy's frustrated expression...or any expression at that matter...would find her pouncing the blonde.
"What's wrong with babies?"
"Nothing's wrong with babies...I want babies...but we're trying not to think of babies right now...we're trying to not think of sex."
"How do babies equal sex?" Willow just kept quiet, and Buffy mentally slapped herself for the question. It really was hard not to think of sex when everything at the moment was being twisted into a sexual manner, even if it had nothing to do with it. "Oh...yeah...um...what about sports? We could talk about sports."
"No...sports equals hot sweaty girls equals hot sweaty Buffy...argh!!!" Willow found her own foot twitching in reminder of their earlier activities. "This is too damn difficult."
"Will! I didn't even know you knew that word!" Buffy made the mistake...she glanced over at Willow, and just as soon as the comment left her mouth, the redhead cast a glance hers. They were trapped...eyes locked together, breathing already rapid, and bodies humming for contact. "Fuck it."
With that, the two girls clutched together with added intensity, not caring that the cabin was small, and there were two other people across the hall. Groping, and needing that contact, they practically ripped their tank tops and underwear from each other, and with primal need, they gripped, clawed, and fought for control as their bodies fell back into their morning ritual. The added frustration of interrupted release only gave them more fuel, and they weren't the least bit surprised when their screams of pleasure and ecstasy rang out, almost deafening themselves in the process. Across the hall, two brunette woman found their foots twitching in frustration when they heard the howls and screams coming from the other room.