Comfort
by Red
chapter 7
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"Wanna taco?"
Cordelia stopped pacing the lobby and looked at Fred.
"They're really good...sour cream and all."
The former cheerleader went back to pacing, her heart racing. Buffy was back. Buffy...her friend...Buffy, the woman who loved Willow...Buffy, the woman Willow loved...Buffy, the woman who was the slayer who could kick her ass from here to China and back without breaking a sweat.
Oh yes, Buffy...the woman who had given her 'the look'...the one that could bend steal from 25 miles away, when she had walked past her on her way down to the lobby. THAT Buffy.
Cordelia's mind danced with all the possibilities of her fate as she made her hundreth trip across the red carpet. Red...like Willow's hair...Willow's soft, shiny, silken hair...how she loved running her fingers through it while holding her in her arms.
At the moment, Cordelia was praying she still had fingers in the morning.
"Got salsa, too."
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"I can't believe it's really you."
Willow caressed Buffy's cheek, her fingers smoothing over the soft, pale skin, her emerald eyes fixed on the slayer's hazel ones.
"I'm really here, Will," Buffy assured her, smiling, holding the witch's free hand. "And while we're on the, I can't believe train, um, wanna tell me what you were doing over Cordelia's lap, that cute little butt bare?"
Willow felt her face flush at both the memory of being over their friend's lap AND her slayer seeing said bare bum. Her slayer? The witch shook her head, which was dangerously close to exploding. Buffy couldn't help but smile...her Willow was not only beautiful, she was adorable, too. Her Willow...yes, yes she WAS her Willow.
"You, here, alive, with the, breathing and all...way more interesting, I'm sure. How, Buffy?"
"Oh no, no, no see, I asked first...plus, slayer here...I have ways of making you talk." She leaned in close, her lips barely brushing against Willow's ear. "And I WILL use them, if necessary. You haven't been spanked til' you've been, slayer spanked."
Her tongue slipped out just enough to drag over the redhead's lobe for a split second, then she pulled back and looked at Willow, smiling smugly. Willow finally breathed, a big, long, deep breath, her fingers now rather interested in the blanket covering her lap.
"It's a...you know...heh heh...a really long, long story...did I mention, long?"
"I got all the time in the world," Buffy purred, delighting in her best friend's painfully obvious discomfort. How had she NOT seen what had been right in front of her eyes for so many years? "Come on, Will, spill."
She lay back on the bed, resting her head atop the mountain of pillows, her eyes never leaving Willow, the smile never leaving her face.
Willow took another deep breath, then began her story...starting from the moment Buffy died...the funeral...coming to tell the L.A. gang...Cordelia taking care of her...in every sense of the word...singing at Caritas...The slayer listened to every syllable, her heart breaking as she saw the pain flood the girl's face...her anger rising at the thought of Cordelia making love to her Willow. However, when her Willow told her about Lorne and the kereoke, well...
"You actually sang?" The slayer, well aware of Willow's paralyzing stage fright, burst out laughing. "How much liquor did Cordy have to pour into you to get you to do that?"
Willow's lips pouted up and she got her famous, yeah, well so's your face, face.
"Does that really matter? I was all a mess...losing you...I wanted to die, Buffy...I didn't wanna live without you."
The slayer sat up and pulled her into her strong arms, stroking her hair as she held her.
"I'm so sorry, Will...so sorry you had to go through all of this...I am." She held her tight, eyes closing as she enjoyed the feel of the taller girl in her arms. How many times had she held her? And yet this time...it was like the first...this time, the slayer knew would last forever. A wicked smile crossing her lips, Buffy spoke again. "So, what were you doing over Cordy's lap with your sexy little butt bare?"
Willow giggled. She was in Buffy's arms...her Buffy...her non-dead, very much alive, I can hear her heartbeat Buffy!...so embarassment could be darned!
"She was um...spanking me."
"Uh huh, and she was doing that, why?" the slayer inquired, the anger returning. Oh she was definately going to have a talk with Ms. Chase.
"Well..."
Willow continued her story...Lorne's reading...how she was blaming herself, not wanting to live anymore...how everytime she made a, bad Willow comment, or refused to eat or sleep, their friend would take her over her lap, or bend her over whatever furniture was available...if the situation warrented it and spank her good.
"So, that's why I was over her lap with my non sexy bum bare."
"Well, seeing as how her intentions were good...I'll forgive her for touching my Willow...a little bit."
Willow smiled at the words, my Willow...the smile, however, faded quickly as she found herself face down over the slayer's lap, her pj pants being removed.
"Um, Buffy?"
"Yes, Will?"
Buffy eased the Snoopy pj pants off of the witch, smiling sweetly.
"Why is it suddenly cool in here?"
Buffy tossed them joyfully aside and smoothed her hand over the still pink flesh in front of her.
"Oh, don't worry about that, sweetie...it's gonna warm up soon enough."
Willow gulped loudly, her eyes closing, her body trembling.
"Um, Buffy?"
"Yes, Will?"
She caressed gently, her eyes taking in the beauty before them.
"Um, am I in trouble?"
Her voice was so small, a bit trembly, like a naughty little girl who KNEW she was in trouble.
"Uh huh!" Buffy gleefully sang, her fingers dancing over Willow's bottom, while her brain raced with all the naughty little things she was going to do with her naughty little girl for the rest of their lives.
"Um, Buffy?"
Willow was no longer cold...nope, no cold ANYWHERE!
"Yes, my naughty little witch?"
Strong slayer fingers gently kneaded soft witchy cheeks, eliciting a low moan from just as soft witchy lips.
"Why?"
"Well Will, as much as it angers me that Cordelia has had her hands all over this gorgeous little butt...among other places...I'm with her for the, spanking motives...not eating..."
spank*
Willow gasped...more out of shock than anything....the spank being little more than a playful slap.
"Not sleeping..."
spank*
"Blaming yourself..."
spankspank*
"Saying not nice things about yourself..."
SPANK*
Ok, THAT one stung.
"There will be no more not taking care of Willow, understand?"
SPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANK*
Willow bit her lip, fingers clutching the blanket tight.
"No more saying bad things about Willow."
SPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANK*
Willow nodded emphactically, agreeing with every word.
"And NO, NO, NO more, thinking about not living Willow."
SPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANK*
"Owwwwwwwwwww! Yes! Yes! I understand!I understand, OWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!"
Buffy smiled and rubbed the warm flesh in front of her.
"Your slayer's back, Will...and she's not going to be so stupid this time."
Willow turned and looked at her, smirking, a few tears in her eyes.
"Now who's saying not nice things about herself?"
"I was stupid, Will...stupid for not seeing how crazy I am about you...how much I so love you...and not just in the, best friend way." She reached over and wiped the tears away with one hand, still caressing witchy bum with her other, her eyes fixed on Willow's. "I'm in love with you, Will...I always have been...I was just too damn stupid to see it. I hope you'll give me the chance to be less stupid now that I'm back."
Everything fled from Willow's mind...all thoughts of anything that wasn't Buffy. For five years she had been in love with the slayer...had dreamt about this...yes, even the spanky part...for five years she had longed to hear those words come from those perfect lips.
Tara...Cordelia...they weren't even on the map at the moment.
Buffy was back...Buffy was in love with her.
Willow smiled and reached out, caressing the slayer's cheek as more tears filled her eyes.
"I love you, Buffy...in the, not just as a best friend, way...I have always been in love with you."
Buffy pulled her up into her arms and kissed her hard, her arms wrapping around the witch and holding tight. Willow gladly accepted the embrace and recipricated, her own arms going around the slayer, kissing back just as hard, the stinging on her bum only adding to the sweetness of the moment.
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"I'm going to die...simple fact...they will find parts of me all over the city...on billboards even." Cordelia fell onto the sofa, sighing deeply. "I should've known...should've known that she would be back...it's freaking Buffy! I grew up on the hellmouth...so should've seen this coming. What was I thinking?" She looked at Fred. " What was I thinking? I knew Willow was in love with her? I knew she was in love with Willow? I knew Willow wasn't in love with me...which is ok, I mean, I love Will...and yeah, I care about her...but I knew, I KNEW it was always Buffy...it would always BE Buffy...and now, now, I'm going to be slayed for getting naughty naughty with the slayer's one true love."
"They have cheese on them."