Risky...but worth it
by Rin
What to do...
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"Woah...we havin' a yard sale?" Faith walked into their shared bedroom, and saw Buffy frantically rummaging through her closet. "B? You down there?"
"Yard sale?" Buffy looked up at Faith like she'd lost her mind. Who would sale a yard?
"Yeah...ya know...when people gather all their junk they don't want no more, and sell it people that want more junk." Faith sat down on the heaping pile of clothes on Buffy's bed, and picked up a pair of black pants. "Hey! Aren't these my leathers?"
"Oh, um...yeah...they don't fit me." Buffy looked up from her job only briefly.
"Why would they? They're mine." Faith tossed them over to her bed, and just chuckled at Buffy's frantic search. "What are ya lookin' for anyways?"
"The perfect outfit." Buffy had started to freak out. Today was the day. Willow and she were going to mates tonight. What did that entail? It was like a marriage...sure...but would that mean they'd live together? Like as in a couple? Or would Giles make them live separately since she was still fifteen? Oh, the headache...
"Why? Got a hot date with Red tonight?" Faith smirked at Buffy. She'd been trying to get details about the relationship from the girl but Buffy wasn't budging...when she was around. It seemed that she wasn't around anymore, all b/c of the redhead. Faith wouldn't admit it out loud but she would internally. She was deathly jealous.
"What would you wear if you had sex for the first time?" Buffy didn't want to do the research b/c she was afraid only porn sites would come up on the computer. That was something she didn't want to explain...especially to Giles...not that he'd use a computer anyways.
"Normally, I wouldn't wear anything...unless there's a new way to..." Faith was freaking out. Were Buffy and Willow really ready for this? They'd been together for only a month...if that! Faith was the open sexuality person; Buffy was all Sandra Dee. Faith figured she'd be the one to lose her virginity first. "You saying you and Willow are gonna..."
"Yeah...tonight. I don't have anything to wear."
"I don't think she'd mind that." Faith smirked. No need to show her emotions. That was one of the first things they taught at the council school. That's one of the reasons the watchers hated Buffy being the slayer...she thrived on emotion. "Just...wear something nice. It's not like you're gonna be wearin' it all night."
"Faith...what am I supposed to do? I don't even know what I'm supposed to do! How can I do this if I don't know what to do?" Buffy was freaking out now. The closer it got, the more thoughts Buffy had, and the more scared she'd get.
"Calm down, B. Here, let me show you." Faith turned to help Buffy but the blonde backed away. "I don't mean I'm gonna actually give a hands on demonstration, blondie. Come here."
"Not helping." Buffy scooted back over to Faith, who in turn took the blonde's hand in hers.
"Use this...just...explore...remember what makes you feel good, and do that to her." Faith looked at Buffy's face. "Oh, come on...are you serious? You've never? Oh, this is classic."
"Never what?" Okay, so she wasn't that stupid. She just fell asleep in health class...every day. Well, most days...it was hard to sleep during the birth of a child. She had nightmares about that video for weeks.
"Ya know...got yourself off...released tension..." Faith smirked again. This WAS classic. "Listen, B...just...do what feels good. Pay attention to the signs."
"What signs?"
"Like...watch her eyes, feel her heartbeat, listen to her voice. Moans, eyes rolling back in the head, purrs, speeding heart...those are good indications that you're doing something right. Just...feel your way through it. She'll more than likely guide you, since it's your first time. She looks like the experienced type." Faith smirked, and waited for the explosion.
"Hey! She is not! Well, okay...she is...but that's not the point." Buffy's brow furrowed. At least she was feeling more confident again.
"Does Giles know? I mean...that it's this serious?" Faith was worried about the watcher having a heart attack. He and Buffy were the only family she had. If she was losing Buffy, she sure as hell wasn't losing Giles.
"He was the one that called for someone to come here, and mate with me." Buffy sighed. That's another thing she'd been doing a lot of lately. The mating ritual...the history of it, how it's done, what it entails...all that mumbo-jumbo. Giles just thought she was doing homework, or normal slayery things. Well, that last part was right...
"Wait. Willow's a call girl?" Okay, now she was confused.
"Huh? What? No! No, Giles called the council, who in turn called the coven, who in turn sent Willow to mate with me." Buffy had to think about that one. It did sound like technically, Willow was a call girl of sorts. "I mean that Willow volunteered to mate with me. Argh! I'm not explaining this right."
"I'd say not. Sounds like you're the call girl now." Faith smirked. It was funny to watch Buffy squirm...almost as fun as it was to watch Giles squirm.
"Faith...you know those cramps I've been having?"
"Yeah...how can I forget? I've had to save your ass more than once cause you passed out from 'em." Faith was scared that first time it happened. She'd never actually fought the vampires. She was just the weapons girl. It was exhilarating, though...and she didn't hesitate the next time it happened.
"Yeah, well...turns out my slayer side is in heat, or something like that. I'm supposed to take a mate, and that's why they sent Willow. Cause it has to be someone from the coven."
"Cause of the magick, and shit...right?" Faith did pay attention...sometimes.
"As far as I read, yeah...the thing is that the slayers aren't supposed to know until after the ritual...but Willow told me." Buffy's smile let Faith know that the redhead was good for her 'sister'...especially if she could make the blonde smile like she did every time she just said the name Willow.
"So...tonight, huh? Pretty big deal...ritual mating and all. Ya gonna chant? Dance around a fire naked? Stuff like that?" Faith was partially teasing the girl...but yeah...she was curious. After all, this is Faith.
"Faith, stop being silly. No, nothing like. Just...do it like we normally would. I mean, there's some herbs...stuff like that...incense. Stuff like that, yeah. No chanting, or anything."
"Maybe screaming if all goes well. Just...try to keep it down. I'm sure G-man doesn't wanna have a heart attack at 50."
"Giles is fifty?" They never thought to ask. They just knew he was old.
"I don't know. I thought you knew. I just assumed he was fifty, or somethin' like that." Faith shrugged. "Anyways, back to you and Red knockin' boots. Wear the white dress with the cherries...symbolism and all."
"Faith." Then again, it was cute. Willow would like it...and it was easy to get out of in a moment's notice. "Okay...sounds good."
"Ha! If she tears the strap of your dress b/c she's wild, she'd literally and figuratively be popping your cherry!!!" Faith...sometimes, it was best not to comment.
"Hey..." Buffy knocked on Willow's door. This was it. The date. THE date.
"Hey yourself..." Willow had had the awkward date thing before...but it was so much different. It was like the day of your wedding...or she assumed as much...nervousness abounds. It'd never been like this...not even when she lost her virginity back in high school.
"Um...so..." Buffy held her hands in front of her, and fiddled with the fabric on her dress.
"So..." Willow knew this was going nowhere fast, so she grabbed her purse, and took Buffy's hand, leading them to the movie theatre. Might as well do the whole big date thing...not just stay in, like they'd been doing lately.
"What's on the agenda for the night?" Buffy entwined their fingers, and let Willow take post. She'd rather be pulled along, then take the lead on this one.
"I thought movie, dinner, and then...um...back to my flat." It was like outright telling her...yeah, we're gonna do it. Okay, so she already knew...but still...
"Sounds good. Great!" Buffy took a deep breath. "Okay...let me just say this."
"Buffy, you don't have to..." Willow stopped when she got the finger to her lips.
"I just need to say this, or else I'll get too nervous later to do it." Buffy took another deep breath. "Can we just...ya know...stay in tonight? I don't really feel like being with anybody else right now."
"Sure." Willow smiled. She's cancel the reservations, no problem. The redhead wanted the same thing, actually...just didn't want Buffy to think she was pushing her.
"Good. I just...ya see...it's not that I want it over with...I just..." Buffy wasn't sure how to word this without Willow getting mad.
"You want it over with?" Willow thought Buffy wanted this. Did she change her mind?
"No...not like that. I mean...well..." Another deep breath should do it. "Now that I've waited this long to actually...ya know...with you...I don't want to rush it, ya know? I want us to be able to take our time...and I know we couldn't do that if we went out on the town. Does that make sense?"
"Perfect sense." Willow felt relief wash over her. Buffy did want her...and not just that...she wanted to take her time. Wanted to go slow...wanted to savor the moment. Willow found she had no problems with that.
"Are you serious? She didn't really say that, did she?" Buffy was enthralled. She could sit and listen to Willow talk all day, and it wouldn't be enough.
"Sure did. You can only imagine how good that made me feel, especially since it'd been said to me about nine times already. Not those exact words...but along the same lines." Willow was regaling her stories of past failed relationships, Tara being the last. "She said, and I quote, 'You're too powerful, and I can't stand being with you because of it.' Not exactly an ego booster."
"I'd imagine not. I can't...wow...I can't believe she just outright said that. And I thought 'it's not you, it's me' was bad. She just flat out said that it was you." Buffy was shocked. How could all those women be so blind? So stupid...to let this amazing woman go.
"Finished?" Willow took their plates, and went into the kitchen to clean up after dinner. She'd cooked again. Only this time, they actually ate the food instead of picking at it.
"Mmm...thank you." Buffy wrapped her arms around Willow's middle, and laid her head on the redhead's shoulder, as she was drying the plates.
"For what?" Willow put down the last dish in the rack, and dried her hands before putting her arms around Buffy's that were around her torso.
"Everything...dinner...being here...being yourself. Those other women were idiots."
"Good thing you're not an idiot then, huh?" Willow couldn't believe she was about to commit a felony. How strange...it'd be her first crime...
"So...I'm gonna go get ready for bed. I packed your favorites...the cow pajamas..." Buffy let go of Willow's middle, and moved to the bathroom to change, and brush her teeth. It was almost time. Well, okay...it was only 10...they'd been talking for hours after they finished eating, playing footsie under the table.
"Okay...I'll...um...get started." Willow was nervous. They hadn't thought about the implications of their actions while they were talking. They really hadn't even thought about just jumping into it, and getting it done with. No...they were acting like any other night...only this time? Willow wouldn't say no.
Willow went about lighting the candles and incense. She'd cooked with the appropriate herbs, instead of making them ingest them whole. Made it easier to go down that way...and more tasteful.
Buffy stared at herself in the mirror. She was about to do it...with Willow...all of her begging had come to this...and it was destined to happen tonight anyways. These hideous cramps would be gone...and she'd only start to feel good things with her body from now on...by Willow's hand. A hand she had held so many times...a hand she had studied completely...
When everything was set up, Willow couldn't figure out how to lay down...which way was more...appropriate...sexy. She'd never had troubles with getting girls into bed before...or had problems figuring out how to seduce them. This was Buffy, though. She wanted this to be perfect for her Buffy.
"Hey." Buffy stood there in her boy shorts and tanktop. She'd nixed the pajama idea...too many clothes to remove. Underwear and top were good enough...
"Oh...wow..." Willow was speechless. She knew Buffy would be buff...but...man...Buffy was... "Wow..."
"Wow yourself." Buffy looked at Willow's tanktop and pajama pants. "I decided to just...leave off the pajamas. Figured they'd just end up on the floor anyways. Why bother?"
"Right...no need to bother..." Willow could already feel herself...all geared and ready to go... "Um...I put pajamas on..."
"That's okay." Buffy watched as Willow hurriedly kicked her pants off, leaving the redhead in blue bikini underwear...Buffy thought she felt herself drooling. "Definitely wow..."
"Um...so..."
"Smells good in here." Buffy blushed. What was one to say?
"It's the incense and candles...I, uh...I hope you don't mind. They're kinda part of the ritual..." Willow gave her sheepish look...the one Buffy wanted to kiss. Oh, right... kiss...
Buffy made her way to the bed, and snuck under the covers with Willow. They both just sat there with the blankets covering their legs, both twiddling their thumbs, afraid to make the first move. Okay, so Willow was actually wanting Buffy to make the first move...since that was part of the ritual, too. The slayer had to take charge.
"What about the herbs and stuff?" Buffy didn't see any prepared.
"Oh, I cooked with them...thought it'd be better than actually eating a bunch of leaves." Willow smiled, proud that she'd thought of that; her resourcefulness coming in handy.
"Hey...that's great. I wondered what that spice was..." Buffy couldn't take it anymore. With the herbs consumed, the incense burning, and a half naked Willow beside her, the blonde made her move...by taking a deep breath. Turning around, she made her silent 'okay, I'm ready' face, and kissed the redhead softly. Then, again...tentative, soft, gentle kisses...lips barely touching. "Is this okay?"
"Better than okay." Willow liked the slow method. She'd always felt more connected that way to her lovers. That's why she thought she and Tara would work out. Tara was a slow lover...but things don't always turn out as one plans. Look at her now. She's about to make with a girl 6 years her junior...who had just graduated high school. Life was different for slayers and witches...
Buffy started to get a little bolder in her maneuvers, as she wrapped one hand in Willow's hair to pull their lips closer together, kissing longer now, with open mouths and hearts. Buffy wanted to savor every moment...for this was her shining moment.
Willow was the one to move her hand to Buffy's thigh first, running her fingers softly along the blonde's leg, earning the appropriate squirm and heightened reaction. Buffy didn't hesitate a moment, opening herself to Willow completely, moving them further along by running her other hand up Willow's side, under her shirt, her own fingers running smooth patterns along the skin. Faith was right...go on feel...for Will.
"Willow..." Buffy moved her kisses to the redhead's neck, and continued moving her hand underneath the light tank, finding her way to a familiar place. Willow had let her touch her here before...let her cop a feel the other day...so that this moment wouldn't be as awkward. And it wasn't...and Willow wasn't wearing a bra this time...so Buffy got all boob, no cotton. That thought excited her even more, as she started to get more passionate about her actions, loving the little whimpers and moans her girlfriend was making.
Willow wasn't sure Buffy knew exactly what she was doing...but she was doing more than fine. The redhead had no problems with this new style of lovemaking. It was a mating dance, after all. One that dated back to the original slayer. A witch had taken a slayer's innocence for eons, and now it was their turn. Buffy and Willow...
"Make love to me." Willow whispered in Buffy's ear. The blonde let out a whimper before crashing their lips together in a fiercely passionate, wildly abandoned kiss that had them clawing for their shirts. Buffy had hers over her head before Willow had time to get her own above her head. Once hers was gone, the blonde couldn't wait to feel skin on skin, so she just tore her girlfriend's from her body, causing the redhead to whimper in surprise and arousal. 'Wow...feral much?' Willow found herself on her back before she put two and two together.
"Wills..." Buffy moved her kisses all over the redhead's body, savoring every inch, claiming every inch as her own. Divesting her own little love bites and marks...making Willow's chest, neck, and torso a giant bruise. The redhead was hers...nobody else would ever touch her.
"Buffy..." Willow wrapped her hands in Buffy's hair, as the blonde continued her exploration. "Mmm..."
Listen for the moans...those are a dead giveaway that she's liking it...that was what Faith had said...
Buffy moved her hands all over Willow's body, as she continued her assault. Then, she took one of the redhead's nipples in her mouth, and proceeded to mark it as well. When she felt her girlfriend arch more into her, and push her head further down, Buffy smiled around the nipple, and sucked harder, as Willow's moans and whimpers got harder to conceal. The blonde decided she wanted to make the redhead scream her name...tell the world who she belonged to...
"Buffy, goddess...yes..." Willow was having a field day. Nobody had ever sucked her nipples so hungrily, so...greedily before. It made the pool in her panties that much more. She was craving the blonde...
Buffy was at a crossroads now. She could feel the warm wetness creeping through Willow's underwear, and onto her stomach for some time now. It was time...she had to feel what was behind door number one. While she continued pinching one nipple, she kissed her way down until she was right above the redhead's panty line. Using both hands now, Buffy pulled Willow's underwear slowly down her legs, making more bruises along her thighs and legs. She could smell Willow now. That heady, musky scent...w/ just a hint of what Buffy dreamed the redhead smelled like. She'd definitely had the dreams. Now they were coming true...only better...and in 3D.
"Will...you're so beautiful..." Buffy grabbed both of Willow's thighs, and rubbed along them, as she pulled the redhead's legs around her own torso, knees bent slightly for touching purposes. Buffy took another nipple in her mouth, not able to get enough...
"You can...ya know...if you want..." Willow didn't want to take over. She wanted this to be Buffy. Of course, it didn't hurt that she was having the best sex of her life. Better than that girl with the tongue ring. And she and Buffy hadn't even actually done it yet! They were still in foreplay!
"Do what?" Buffy was confused. What was she allowed to do?
"Kiss me...there...I don't mind." The very thought made Willow almost come right there. Buffy's mouth...in her most intimate spaces. "It's the only place you haven't..."
Willow didn't get to finish, as Buffy understood completely, and knocked the covers back until she was between the redhead's legs.
"Is that...okay? I mean...it's not gonna hurt, or anything?" Buffy wasn't sure. She'd never heard of this before. Kissing a girl there? That was new.
"Quite the opposite. Would...do you want me to...do that to you first? So that you know..." Now that Buffy was down there, Willow wasn't sure if she could deal if Buffy didn't. It was like slow torture...feeling the blonde's breath against her sensitive areas, and not getting the desired respect.
"No...I'll...I wanna do it. As long as it doesn't hurt you. I'll try." Buffy was a little self confident now. This was the big kahuna. The one place she hadn't marked yet. It was time...
She placed gentle kisses at the opening, and when she felt Willow arch into her from the firmer kisses, Buffy felt her confidence rising. She wasn't sure what to do...she'd never actually seen one of these up close. Not even hers...aside from washing and wiping. Which were the best places to kiss? Was it just kissing, or would she need to use her tongue, too? Like a French kiss...
"Buf...everything okay?" Willow had her hands in Buffy's hair, loving just the simple and tight kisses, the tentative licks. She didn't want to laugh at Buffy's attempt. It was after all the same thing she did her first time. Just made out with her girlfriend's vagina, treating them like the real lips.
"Um...actually, not to sound..."
"Tell me..." Willow thought Buffy was having second thoughts on the going down thing. That was fine. They could do other things. She didn't mind...just as long as she had Buffy...soon.
"How do you do this? I mean...you seem to like it. I hear your moans and whatnot...but...is this it? Just moans, and more wet?" It was true...Willow was practically a river, and Buffy's face was covered after the kisses.
"Here..." Willow pointed to her clit...where it was engorged, and throbbing. Buffy had ignored this place practically, probably unaware of its function. "You want to make sure you get it here. This is the one spot on a woman's body that is made to make her orgasm. It's purely for sexual purposes."
"Oh...I see..." Buffy moved Willow's finger, and touched the spot herself. "Right here?"
"Yep." Willow squeaked. A few more little flicks, and she was a goner. She had to hold on...she had to hold it in. It wasn't time to orgasm yet.
"I really should've paid more attention in class." Buffy found it. Gold. That's what it was like to her when she heard that Willow squeak and twitch. Her confidence and eagerness increased, as she took both of Willow's hands in hers, and held them to the side of her hips, feeling the redhead squeeze, as Buffy went about kissing that spot.
Willow bucked underneath her, loving every second. She couldn't come, though. She wasn't allowed. That's what she'd been practicing this past month. Every night. Get to that point but don't actually come. Endurance and discipline. It was part of the ritual preparations.
Buffy was having a field day. Willow was going crazy, and it was hard to keep her still, so she had to free their hands, and hold Willow's hips in place. No way was she giving this spot up if it made the redhead do this. Wait a second...she couldn't see her face down here...Buffy decided she had to see Willow's face, see her expressions to what she was doing. Her eyes...that was another thing Faith had told her. Watch her eyes...
"Something wrong?" Willow's brow furrowed, and she whimpered this cute whimper at the loss of contact. Buffy wiped her face and mouth before kissing her on the lips, and keeping their eyes locked.
"Not a thing. I just can't see your face down there. I'm kinda buried. I wanna see your face. I wanna see what you feel." Buffy waited for Willow's smile, as she got her approving nod and kiss.
"Okay..." Willow took Buffy's hand, and guided it back down to her vagina. "Here...feel?"
"Yun-huh..." It was warm and slick. Different than it felt on her mouth and face. Willow let her explore a bit before showing her the spot again. "This is it? The spot?"
"The clitoris, or clit for short. Yes, that's the spot." Willow took deep breaths. She had to start on Buffy soon, or she wouldn't hold out. It was just...she had to let Buffy explore, make her mark first...before she would touch the blonde, show her what it felt like.
"The clit. Okay..." Buffy rubbed up and down, feeling the bumpy spot, the throbbing she hadn't felt against her lips earlier. Throbbing...that was another thing Faith mentioned...
Willow crashed their lips together before releasing Buffy's hand.
"Can you...um...take your panties off? I can do it if you want...it's just..." Willow didn't have to finish that sentence, as Buffy just ripped her boy shorts down the middle and side. She wasn't moving from this spot. Tossing the defiled underwear off the bed, Buffy started to kiss Willow again, and let her fingers explore some more. Then, it happened...
Their completely bare skin touched head to toe, and it was magick. More than magick...exhilarating. Buffy had never experienced anything so...amazing. Then, Willow started to explore her, keeping a hand on the blonde's back, holding their bodies together. The redhead didn't take her time exploring...she knew the parts of the body. She still explored, though...she'd never felt Buffy here before, and they did have to take their time.
"Will...gods..." Buffy let her head fall into Willow's neck, as her own parts started to flood, and build massive tension. "Willow..."
"Buffy..." The redhead moved her hands over Buffy's clit, letting the blonde know what she was feeling, just why that was THE spot. Buffy took the hint, and kept her attention more focused on that particular spot on Willow. The blonde whimpered and moaned, their bodies smacking and clicking together, juices mingling, breathing labored, sweat pouring. This really was heaven...
"Willow...yes...oh, god...yes..." Buffy's building tension was about to explode, then Willow did something crazy. She carefully inched one finger into Buffy, which hurt a little but not for long, as she moved in and out slowly, taking the blonde's innocence, blood now coating the sheets. "Why'd it hurt?"
"This is your first time. It did mine, too. It won't anymore, I promise. Not like that." Willow pulled Buffy down for another kiss, and continued moving in and out, as Buffy unconsciously moved her hips up and down with her. Willow was doing the same thing, as Buffy attempted to do the same thing.
"Did that hurt?" Buffy looked at Willow, eyes worried. The redhead shook her head, and pulled her down for another kiss. They continued to move together but Buffy wanted to feel that shaky, tense, building up to something big feeling from earlier...from when Willow was playing with her spot. "Touch me...there. I liked that."
"Okay." Willow knew what she meant, and it was so adorable the way Buffy was doing this. The redhead had taken seven girls' virginity but this was the only one she truly wanted. "Better?"
"Much." Buffy was bucking again, moving her hips more and more, as Willow increased pace, sensing that the blonde was close to explosion. It was clear on her face and body movements. In response to the intense sensations, Buffy wanted Willow to feel what she was feeling, so she moved her hand over her girlfriend's clit, in time to the redhead's movements, until the bed was literally squeaking and rocking back and forth. She thought that was a myth. "Willow...god...Willow...yes....oh...Willow...yes...yes..."
"Buffy...Buffy...yes...goddess, yes...yes..." They moved together, danced together, bodies pressed tightly together, and hands moving rapidly. Buffy couldn't take it anymore. She crashed their lips together, kissing so fiercely that she thought she sucked Willow's life from her, that she couldn't get enough of this amazing redhead bucking beneath her. "Buf...fy...yes...OH...YES! BUFFY!!!"
"WillOW. Willow..WILLOW!" Squeak, bang, click, squish...moving right along...until. "WILLLLLLLLOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"
"BUFFY!" Willow wouldn't let Buffy stop, as she kept up her tired movements, milking it for all it was worth, even though her own limbs were jello, and she could tell Buffy's were as well, though neither stopped until they were built up again, taking another orgasm with them. Not screaming this time but crashing their lips together. And another...and another...several times more...until they both couldn't take it anymore. The sacred orgasm count...the ritual was complete. Eleven consecutive orgasms each. A total of twenty-two. That meant they would spend twenty-two years together...before one of them died. Buffy would be the oldest living slayer in history.