Loving Willow
by Rin
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Part V:
As she stood at the doorstep, Willow mentally chastised herself for still not having the nerve to ring the doorbell with ease after two years of dating Fred. She tentatively moved her finger to suppress the glowing button after three times of failed attempts. Finally, her fourth try succeeded, and she found herself nervously fidgeting with her hands, waiting for the door to open. Standing there seemed like an eternity to Willow, as she checked her appearance one last time before the door opened. She had chosen a simple, elegant black gown to wear for the dance, deciding that black was safe, since Fred had kept her dress an outfit. When the door finally opened, Willow was greeted happily by Mrs and Mr. Burkle, who quickly ushered the teenager into the foyer.
"Willow, dear. Come in. Please. You look gorgeous. You two will be the talk of the party." Mrs. Burkle beamed as she glanced over Will's outfit. "Fred, baby! Willow's here."
"Coming!" Willow shifted from one foot to the other, trying to hide her blush and nervousness of the evening's festivities. As she continued fidgeting, a sound came from the top of the stairs, and she looked up, and noticed Fred gliding down the stairs soft as possible, and her hands were held in front of her. She was wearing what Willow could only describe as heaven. The dress was simple and elegant, just like hers. But the sky blue silk was outlined lightly with little white flowers that only helped capture Fred's slender form. Both girls caught sight of each other, and couldn't contain the huge excitement in their eyes and smiles. When they finally stood face to face in the foyer, neither could say anything. Their eyes refused to look away from each other, locked in an early dance of their own. The promise of many close dances to come was evident in their sighs.
"Well, girls." Fred's mother and father moved to usher them to the door. "I'll leave the front door unlocked for you. Willow, are you still staying with us tonight after the dance?" She reluctantly moved her eyes away from Fred's gaze to acknowledge her mother.
"Um, yes, Mrs. Burkle. If it's still not a problem, that is."
"Of course it's not a problem. Like I continually repeat, you are always welcome here. Now, get going you two. You don't want to be late for your last Homecoming. Tell the others hello for us." Fred hugged her father and mother as Willow waited outside the doorway.
"Of course."
"Behave you two, and be careful." Fred's father admonished, before closing the door behind the two girls. They stood there a minute before they broke down into a fit of giggles, which ended up pulling the two girls' bodies closer together. Willow moved first, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's waist. Fred mirrored her actions.
"You look...wow." Willow leaned her head back to take another gander down Fred's form.
"You look pretty wow yourself." They leaned in to give each other a quick kiss before breaking apart and sighing dreamily. When the two finally broke their bodies apart, Fred immediately grabbed Willow's hand, and squeezed lovingly. "Well, this should be fun."
"Yeah, apart from the clean up duty afterwards."
"I almost forgot about that. Stupid Snyder, and his hoop-of-the-week." The two girls made their way to Will's mom's black Explorer, and drove to the dance, hand in hand.
Upon seeing the two girls enter the Bronze, Xander nudged Cordelia's shoulder lightly, and nodded in their direction.
"Wow. I can't believe hormones on parade actually have some sort of fashion sense tonight." Cordelia shook her head disbelievingly as in if in utter shock. "I'm amazed." Buffy made her way to the table, and sat down beside the two.
"Cordelia, just because they have their own unique forms of dress style doesn't make them any less fashionable. Actually, they always look cute." Cordelia looked aback at Buffy's comment.
"Okay, out of the people at this table, who exactly is fashion queen?" Buffy just rolled her eyes, and let it go.
"So, Buffster, who did you talk into bringing you to the festivities this evening?" Xander rubbed his palms together in an excited manner.
"Actually, Faith. We went on a quick patrol before coming here. Changed in a mausoleum before coming here."
"How romantic." Cordelia rolled her eyes in sarcasm. Just then, the other two girls reached the table, bouncing happily with their hands still attached. "Look, guys, it's cuteness personified." Willow scrunched her eyebrows together in an angered movement, meant to deject Cordelia's further commenting but she was too happy for it to go on too long.
"Hey, guys! The place looks great. Who's the band?" Fred nodded towards the stage.
"Local band that's played here a few times. Most of the members go to school with us. Dingoes Ate my Baby." Xander scooted his chair over to give the girls room to fall into place.
"Hmm...didn't that guy Oz play with them? You know, Will. They guy that had that crush on you all last year. He was all about him some of you." Fred moved to sit down as Willow recalled the embarrassing rejections she had to give the poor guy.
"Yeah, whatever happened to him?" Willow looked around the table for answers until Buffy spoke up from her spot.
"Actually, he turned out to be a werewolf. Remember last year when we had those problems? Yeah, he turned out to be the wolfy culprit. We tried locking him up for a few months during the full moon but turns out that the wolf took over him completely, and he went wild, the demon completely took over him. Felt sorry because we actually knew him but I ended up silver staking him one night that he got loose. There wasn't anything left of him."
"Oh, that's sad." Willow frowned, and Fred rubbed her back gently before she came up with an idea.
"Do you want something to drink, Will?" Willow nodded, smiling at her girlfriend. Fred moved out of her seat. "Anybody else want something while I'm there?" The other shook their heads, holding up the cups that they already possessed. "Okay." She turned towards her girlfriend. "I won't be gone long."
"Better not be. I have plans for you later." Willow shot her eyebrows up quickly before Fred blushed, and ducked her way to the bar, giggling all the way.
"Woah, Will. Totally loving the..." Xander motioned between her and the empty seat beside her. "...extra sparkage going on there. What gives? You two have been uber-touchy lately." Willow sighed dreamily again before Fred returned with their drinks. Xander just leaned back in his chair at Cordelia and Buffy's glares, choosing to let it go for the moment.
"Well, I for one..." Cordy was interrupted when she noticed Gunn approaching behind Fred and Willow, dressed up in a sharp black suit. He cleared his throat, and at Cordy's look, and the noise, Will and Fred turned around to find him standing there.
"Excuse me, Willow but I was wondering if I could borrow your beautiful date for a dance or two?" He looked hopeful, and Willow couldn't help but give in when she noticed Fred smile.
"Well, as long as you promise to give her back. I suppose if she says okay." Fred and Gunn both smiled, and Fred moved out of her chair. Seeing Gunn's predatory smile, Willow fired her own. "But you better bring her back, or you'll have to suffer the wrath of Willow."
"And the wrath of Willow is something that forces of nature even cower before." Buffy was impressed that her friend was allowing this, even though they both knew that she didn't actually own Fred. She just knew that Willow was aware of Gunn's apparent affectations towards her girlfriend, and Buffy was impressed at how mature Willow had grown over the three years she had known her.
"I promise." He held his hand out, and Fred followed him to the dance floor. Willow watched after they left, and her face fell. Xander and Cordy decided to dance, too, and they followed the other two to the dance floor. Buffy moved next to her best friend, and placed a comforting hand over hers.
"You okay, Will? You look like Deflato girl there." Will smiled at her friend's comfort, and tried to perk up to some degree.
"I just wanted the first dance."
"Well, why didn't you say something, Will? Fred would've understood. Matter of fact, she was probably thinking the same thing, and was confused why you said okay. She probably thought you didn't have the parallel train of thought." Willow sighed dejectedly, and again tossed a gaze over at the dance floor, noticing that her girlfriend was laughing at something Gunn had said. It probably wasn't even that funny.
"Buf, is it selfish of me?"
"What do you mean, Will?
"To want Fred all to myself tonight? I mean, obviously, she's my girlfriend but...I know she has other friends that probably want to talk to her. I'm just being selfish girl. I didn't want her to think that."
"Think what? That you wanted to spend a nice evening with your girlfriend?"
"No, that I'm being attachy girl."
"You're not being attachy girl, you're just being loving. Fred gets that because she's more than crazy about you. You should've seen it when you two walked in earlier. Even Cordelia's mouth dropped. I think that Gunn was just jealous. You know that he is, or he wouldn't have moved in like that." Willow smiled at her friend's words, and squeezed her hand from atop hers.
"Thanks, Buffy."
"Is something else bothering you?" Willow sighed deeply before nodding her head.
"I'm being drama girl lately. And before you argue, we both know that's true. It seems that every time I turn around my mind goes on overdrive about us. Fred's dad brought up college the other day, and I'm scared, Buffy. I'm honestly scared. I don't want to lose her but I don't want to be the reason she chooses a certain school. I know she's thinking the same thing but when I saw her face the other day when her dad brought it up, she's not ready to talk about it yet. I could tell. I'm honestly scared."
"What are you so scared of, Will? You guys are the twosome of cuteness. I'm sure things will work out. Just give it more time. You'll see, things will come around." Willow hugged her friend, and sighed when they broke apart.
"You're right. I'm just gonna march over there, claim what's mine, and make with the happy." She stood, and nodded her head once for added emphasis. Resolve face firmly in place, she marched to the dance floor to retrieve her girlfriend. Buffy watched Willow walk away, and she couldn't help the frown or the sigh that emanated from her body. This is bad. I've really need to fix this before it gets even worse. She continued watching her two friends pull each other close, and sway to the slow music.
"Ahh...now I get it." A deep, smoky voice brought Buffy out of her reverie, and as she turned her slightly to reveal a somewhat fancified Faith.
"What is that you get exactly, Faith?" Faith sat down next to Buffy, and leaned back as if observing her for the first time.
"You."
"What about me?"
"You're over hear making with the mellow, while the others are out their making with the merry."
"So? What's the point?" Buffy turned more towards Faith, getting frustrated that she was being too vague. Faith just smirked as she leaned forward conspiratorially.
"You want Red." Buffy began to argue but Faith interjected. "Don' deny it. I saw you checking her out, and you had a little bit of green in your eyes showing more than usual. Don't worry, though. I won't tell. We're five by five. That's between you two." Buffy slumped her shoulders, and leaned back in her chair, causing Faith to do the same. "Explains a lot about you."
"How is that exactly?" Buffy asked, her gaze intent on her two friends swaying to the point where she couldn't tell where one's body ended and the other's began.
"You and Red." Buffy turned her attention back to Faith.
"Okay, wanna vague that up a little more? Enough with the cryptic. I get enough of that with Angel."
"There. There's one point. Angel. You couldn't make with the slaying until he laid a fang on your beloved girl toy. As soon as you found out, you were on him like you were protecting the Holy Grail. Come on, B. Wake up and smell the seduction." Faith smirked satisfactorily as Buffy rolled her eyes dramatically.
"Well, Faith, since you seem to know everything, tell me then, what exactly should I do?"
"Do? Are you kidding me? You're asking me for advice, blondie?" Faith has a look of mock shock, then upon seeing Buffy's major frown calms down. "Look, I'm not good at this stuff. The longest relationship I've had lasted...well, about twenty minutes, actually. They're not my thing." She shifted uncomfortably in her chair. "Do you love her?"
"I'm not sure." Buffy allowed her gaze to return to her friends. "I just figured this out two nights ago, I'm trying to deal with one emotion at a time before I go into a super wiggins." Faith sighed, and let it go.
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"Well, that was nice." Fred opened her front door, pulling Willow along with her. Willow followed in, and the two girls quietly tiptoed up to Fred's room. They giggled, and fell backwards on the bed next to each other.
"It was a great night, wasn't it?" Willow turned facing Fred, and leaned up on one elbow; Fred mirrored her actions, and allowed her hand to make lazy circles on Willow's arms, relishing in the feel of the smooth skin underneath her fingertips, and smiling when she noticed the familiar goosebumps rise.
"Yeah. Except for the cleaning up part but that's not important. You were great tonight. Well, you're great all the time but tonight, I don't know...there was something there; I could feel it. It was like we were extra connected, maybe I'm just crazy." Willow scoffed gently, hoping she didn't sound silly. Fred moved stray red locks behind Will's ear as she let her hand linger on her cheek, caressing the worry lines away with the pad of her thumb.
"I felt it, too. It was like magick. You're magick." She leaned in, and kissed her chastely while continuing her stroking motion with her thumb. "You're so amazing, Willow. I've never met anybody like you before, and to be honest, you made me a better person." Willow mirrored Fred's earlier actions of hair placement, and blushed fiercely under her admiring gaze. "I was into some bad things back in Texas. My friends and I were always partying, smoking weed, drinking...having sex." She said that last part quietly, averting her eyes elsewhere. Willow sat up, causing Fred to follow, and she took her hands within her own.
"You never said anything about that before. Well, I mean, you told me you've had sex before but you never mentioned the other stuff. Why didn't you say anything?" Willow had her worry face on, wondering where her girlfriend was going with this sudden confession.
"I don't know. I guess I thought I wasn't good enough for you. You were all pure, innocent Willow. And I was Fred, the new girl with a mysterious past. When we moved here from San Antonio, I figured that I would just fall into the same crowd as my friends from Texas. I never would have imagined that this is what my life would be like. I don't know, I'm being silly." Fred averted her gaze again, and Willow lifted her chin to bring her face to face with her resolve face.
"Never think that you aren't good enough for me. You're more than enough. I get scared that I'm gonna lose you sometimes but never, ever doubt that I love you. You and Buffy are the reasons I am who I am today. I'm no longer computer nerd Rosenberg. You give me confidence, and spirit. I love you, Fred. You didn't have to hide that stuff from me." Fred's relaxed again, and Willow pulled her in for a crushing hug that resulted in her lips being pressed firmly against Fred's neck. When she reached the place behind Fred's ear, she heard her gasp then moan. Taking the initiative, and finding a huge dose of boldness hidden underneath her many layers, Willow moved one hand to hold her side, rubbing up and down with her thumb, while the other hand folded down the string from Fred's dress, kissing her way down her shoulder. Fred responded by wrapping her arms around Willow's neck, pulling her head in closer, and playing with her silky hair.As Willow moved to remove the other strap, Fred moaned again.
"God, Will. The magick in those lips..." On cue, Willow moved up, and kissed Fred passionately, knocking them both down on the bed. Willow moved her hand up, down, and around Fred's body, anyplace she could find, satisfied by the pleasured moans and gasps coming from her girlfriend's throat. Deciding to up the ante a little, she licked Fred's bottom lip with the tip of her tongue, requesting to enter her mouth. Fred had no problem relenting to the eager request, as her tongue followed Will's into her girlfriend's mouth, tangling together, making a dance all their own. Fred moved her arms down Willow's back, unzipping her dress slowly, making sure that her other hand followed behind the zipper as more skin was revealed. Willow moaned in response, and both girls broke apart suddenly, aware of what was going on but not wanting to stop.
"Fred, your parents," Willow whispered conspiratorially, and Fred's only reply was completely divesting of Willow's dress, while tugging out of her own.
"Don't care. They sleep like logs." Fred moved her attack on Willow's mouth again, pulling her down atop her once more. Willow had no problem following as Fred's tongue did that little twisting thing that sent shivers throughout her body. "We'll be extra quiet." Willow nodded a little too enthusiastically, and Fred giggled as the two girls moved under the covers. Fred again seized Will's mouth before moving down her body, making sure to pay special attention to her sensitive spots. When she reached the spot just above her chest, Fred looked up at her, and with action Will had never seen the girl take, her bra was gone. Wanting to make it equal in the nude department, Willow moved her hands behind Fred, and removed her lacy bra as well. Skin on skin, Fred continued her attack on Willow's body, savoring every piece of flesh that she could wrap her fingers and mouth around. Willow continued playing in Fred's chestnut locks, pulling her head closer to her body as she rounded her breasts. When Willow's breathing starting to become labored pants, and Fred could sense her girlfriend's need, she slowly divested her silky underwear, and pulled hers off as well, attempting not to break contact with her body.
Fred continued to lick, suck, and kiss her way down Willow's body until she reached her navel. Twirling her tongue inside, she moved back to blow cool air onto Will's increasingly warm body. Willow giggled slightly in response, and Fred giggled slightly before returning to her exploration. She moved lower down her body, and felt Will tense slightly when she started to move her way up the inside of her left thigh. She stopped, breathing heavily.
"You okay? I can stop, if ya want?" Her voice was oozing with lust, and she looked up to find Willow biting her lower lip, eyes piercing her own with need and arousal.
"No. Don't stop." Willow sounded as though she was pleading, and Fred nodded before returning to her previous actions. She reached up with her hands, and grabbed Will's hips to keep her grounded, then moved up to kiss her intimate parts. Using her tongue, Fred held Willow down to the bed as she thrashed wildly, her whimpers and moans enough to urge her in the right direction. She felt Willow relax completely under her arms, and hurried up the bed to capture Willow's inevitable scream. No sense in waking my parents up. Wouldn't want to explain this. She quickly wiped her mouth on the sheet before moving up, and kissing Willow as the first of her screams began to explode through her body. Fred moved her hand back down, rubbing Willow's center, allowing her to ride out her orgasm as far as possible. When she felt Willow go limbless under her, she released her mouth, and received an overly satisfied grin, and a breathless moan. She waited for Willow's breathing to come back to normal as she pushed sweaty locks from her forehead, and watched her lover in the afterglow.
"Good thoughts?" Fred arched an eyebrow seductively, showing her agreement that what just happened was beyond intense.
"The best." Willow was still panting breathlessly, and tingling all over but she reached for Fred, and pulled her into another soul-searing kiss. Letting go, she sighed pleasurably, and allowed Fred to snuggle into her body. "That was...wow."
"You seem to be at a loss for words tonight. This is a first. I have succeeded in making babbling Rosenberg speechless twice tonight."
"You always leave me speechless."
"Yes, I do. And I just so happen to enjoy our sappiness factor, thank you very much." Her eyes rolled back in her head in pleasure as Fred outlined her stomach, and kissed her shoulder.
"Well, judging by your catlike grin, I'm taking it that I did good."
"Oh, yes. Very good. You get two extra gold stars this week because you were so good."
"Yes, ma'am." Fred leaned up, and kissed her girlfriend again before snuggling up again. Willow decided to get a little sneaky, and ran her hand down Fred's back, wrapping her hands around her chest, and playing with the breast that she found there.
"Now, I think I should give you those two stars right now." She shifted in the bed until she was hovering above her girlfriend.
"Will, you sure about this? I mean, do you want me to guide you through again? Let me know if you're not sure how, and we'll get through it together."
"I'm research gal, remember? I may have looked up some pointers. I guess it's time to test out my theories." She moved down Fred's body until she was hidden under the blue sheets. The remainder of the evening was a result of Willow's thorough research, Fred's quiet moans, and snuggles before dreamland claimed two extremely satisfied, grinning girls.