The Birth
by Salix
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Ok, I know that 'Rarity' wasn't that big of a hit, but whatever. I've started the sequel and will continue it if you want me to. I have a little writer's block right now so your reviews would be very helpful and also motivating to work a little harder on it. I hope you enjoy.
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Willow and Buffy were sitting in the doctor's office waiting a little impatiently. They were here for a scheduled appointment to make sure that everything was going ok, developmental wise. They needed to make sure that the little baby inside of Willow was ok and then they wanted to get out of here because the music playing in the background that supposed to sooth the mothers and put them at ease is doing nothing but annoying the two college kids and Buffy doesn't know how much more of it she can take before she puts her fist through a wall.
In two months Willow's stomach has grown to twice the size it used to be when she first started to show. There was no way of hiding her pregnancy now and she hated that. She hated that total strangers come up to her and touch her and talk to her like they know each other. She can't wait for this to be done and over with. As much as she wants to be a mom, this whole pregnancy thing is really starting to make her mad. She wishes that the process could just speed up and get over with so that she can hold her little girl, so that she can see the person that's been growing inside of her.
The nurse called them back and now Willow's lying on her back in a hospital gown, waiting for the doctor to pour the very cold gel on her stomach. This is another thing she hates, lying on her back. She can't wait for the day that she once again lay down on her stomach and just bury her face in her pillow and sleep without waking up ten times during the night having to pee. She can't wait to have caffeine again. Oh how she misses the mochas and coffee and soda and mass amounts of chocolate she used to consume. These are just some of the simple things that she had to give up. The one thing she really, really wants is for everyone to stop calling her 'preggers'. That stupid little nickname makes her so angry that she could just magic something through a wall.
Buffy noticed the look on Willow's face, the one that said she was unhappy and irritated. There's been a lot of that lately. Buffy does her best not to make the redhead mad but it's just so hard. It seems like everything Buffy does just isn't enough and they've had many fights over some very stupid stuff. Then she watched as Willow smiled and her eyes started to sparkle as she looked up at the monitor and saw the image of the little girl inside of her up on the screen. The baby was sucking on its thumb and she started to kick her little feet when the doctor lightly pressed on Willow's belly. It seems like the little girl gets irritated easily. One thing she has in common with her mother, Buffy thought as she smiled and tried not to roll her eyes.
"What do you say we go get some ice cream? The doctor gave you a clean bill of health and said that she's coming along perfectly. We should celebrate," Buffy said as she and Willow walked out of the office hand in hand. After seeing the baby, hearing the heartbeat, and knowing that she's fine put Willow in a much better mood. She looked over at Buffy, mischief twinkling in her green eyes. She smiled the little sultry smile that she knows Buffy just loves.
"I was thinking of going home and indulging in a different kind of treat," she said and licked her lips as her eyes wondered up and down Buffy's body. She didn't have to tell Buffy twice and they were soon walking at a very brisk pace towards their apartment. Buffy unlocked the door with much difficulty but they made it to the living room before Willow started to strip off the blonde's clothes. Buffy was nude from the waist up when they heard someone cough to get their attention. They both growled in frustration and looked over to see a very surprised and embarrassed Xander standing in the doorway of the nursery.
"What are you doing here?" Willow asked, trying to keep her irritation at bay but it made its way out. Since Xander had gotten used to the bitter sound of Willow's voice when she's irritated he didn't really react to it much. He held up the paintbrush in his hands and nodded towards the room. Willow had asked him to repaint the nursery to a light green color after she woke up one morning and decided that she hates the color pink. "Can you finish later?" He nodded his head and then went back into the room.
Willow didn't wait for him to leave before she started her oral assault on Buffy's throat. She forcefully led Buffy to their bedroom, stopping to shut the door and leave a couple of bite marks on the delicate skin. She then led Buffy over to the bed and pushed her down onto her back and straddled her waist. She tried to bend down and kiss the blonde woman below her, but the size of her stomach made it difficult and uncomfortable. She forced herself not to scream as she rolled off of Buffy and onto her back. She was so frustrated that she wanted to scream, she wanted to cry, she needed release so badly that it was driving her insane.
Her hips bucked up suddenly when she felt Buffy started to slowly unzip her pants. That's another thing she hates about pregnancy, the stupid maternity clothes. She can't wait until she can finally wear jeans. All thoughts of clothes were thrown out of her mind when she felt Buffy's warm tongue working its way around her neck. She felt Buffy's hand pull at the hem of her shirt and she sat up a little and as soon as she did she was stripped of the offending clothing. Then she heard Buffy whisper in her ear, the warm breath on her skin sent shivers down her spine and right to her center.
Buffy snaked her hand to the small of Willow's back and the slayer picked her up with ease and used her other hand to pull off Willow's pants and underwear and she watched the redhead take off her bra. She placed a lingering kiss on Willow's belly button and then laid down next to the panting redhead. She knew that Willow needed her badly but she wanted to draw this out a little. She wanted it to be a little more romantic and emotional then just wild sex.
She placed firm kisses on Willow's neck and whispered 'I love you' over and over again in her ear as her hand started to snake its way down her lover's body. She heard Willow's breath hitch in her throat when she finally reached the one place Willow needed her most. She felt Willow's hips buck and she gave a loud moan when Buffy entered her with two fingers. She started a slow rhythm and every stroke was met with a slow grind. She quickened the pace and the force of her hand and she stopped her kisses to that she could watch the display of emotions on Willow's face.
She bent down and placed her mouth on Willow's when she felt the redhead's inner walls contract around her fingers so tightly it was almost painful. She swallowed the scream of pleasure and continued at a slower pace as Willow rode out the orgasm. Buffy pulled back to watch her lover's face that was displaying pure ecstasy. She smiled at the sight, and couldn't believe how beautiful Willow is, or how lucky she is that Willow actually said yes to dating her. She was about to reflect on all of those months and think about how far they have come as a couple when she felt Willow's hands on the back of her neck and she was pulled into a passionate kiss.
"Want you," Willow said breathlessly and started to suck on Buffy's neck. The blonde pulled away, and Willow practically growled in protest. She watched with desire as Buffy stripped off the rest of her clothes and then laid back down next to Willow. They started kissing again, and the kisses here becoming more and more desperate. Willow's hands were on Buffy's hips and they were urging her up, and she pulled her mouth away, panting frantically as she looked into Buffy's eyes and nodded her head yes. Buffy was about to 'get into position', they found it was easiest for Willow if Buffy just kneel above her face, but there was a loud knock on the door seconds before Anya burst through. Buffy jumped off of the bed and grabbed a blanket that had been pushed off of the bed and then she laid next to Willow and covered both of them up.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Willow yelled as Anya stood at the foot of the bed, her arms crossed, her jaw clenched, it was obvious that she was very pissed off. Buffy held onto Willow's hand tightly, prying that Willow didn't try to kill Anya like they both wanted to. They both glared at the blonde woman standing in front of them glaring at them with a lot of anger. But why was she so damn angry? Well, they're about to find out.
"You two kicked Xander out of here so you could have orgasms! He spent all week sucking up to his boss so he could get today off so that he could paint that damn room and you just kick him out! You two should have to paint the room yourselves!" she yelled. Oh, so that's what was bothering her. Buffy eyebrows raised in surprise. She's never seen Anya this mad before. In all honesty, she was a little scared and she was glad that Anya is no longer a demon.
"He can come back tomorrow and on Saturday and Sunday. It isn't the end of the world because we made him stop for today. And he can come back in a little while. It's not like we're going to be in here all day long," Willow shot back and sat up in the bed, holding the blanket up so she wouldn't become exposed. Anya rolled her eyes and started to yell again.
"He can't come back tomorrow or on Saturday and Sunday. It's our anniversary this Saturday so he's taking me away on a romantic trip up North. We're leaving tomorrow morning and we won't be back until late Sunday night possibly Monday morning. He wanted to finish painting the room this afternoon so that he can finish packing when he got home. Now he says that we're going to have to cut our trip short a day because he wants to get that stupid room painted for you guys before he leaves." They heard footsteps and all three of them looked to the doorway and saw Xander standing there, looking embarrassed. He grabbed Anya by the arm and gently pulled her out of the room to talk to her a little more privately. They kept their voices low so the other two couldn't hear what they were saying.
"So, ice cream?" Buffy asked and looked over at Willow. Willow just looked back and nodded her head yes. The mood is now ruined, might as well go out and get something sweet to eat. They quickly got dressed, Willow complaining the entire time about maternity clothes and how she hates them more then she hates white chocolate, which is a lot. They apologized to Xander and said that if he isn't done by the time he had originally planned on finishing it to just leave it and Buffy would finish the rest.
They walked down the sidewalk, hand in hand, their free hands contained ice cream cones, vanilla for Buffy, cookies n' cream for Willow. They were headed to the park. They liked to go there on their free afternoons and sit on one of the benches near the playground and watch all of the families. They were halfway there when some "stupid fake blonde who needs to open her eyes and watch where she's going" (at least that's what Willow thinks) bumped into Willow and knocked her ice cream out of her hand. It took a little pouting but Buffy finally handed over hers.
They're sitting on the park bench now, watching the few families that have come out to play. They can't help but smile at the cuteness of the little kids. Soon they would be out there too, sitting on a blanket in the grass, watching their daughter play with the other kids, or pushing her on the swings or standing at the bottom of the slide to catch her when she nears the end. They just couldn't wait for that time to get here. Buffy smiled when she felt a little nudge at her side and she looked down at Willow's stomach.
"I think she wants out so she can play. She seems more active whenever we come here," Buffy said and looked up into Willow's smiling eyes. For the first time it really dawned on Buffy, really hit her hard: they're going to be parents. Her smile got even bigger as this sudden clarity made its way all through her body. All this time it just seemed like some fantasy, but the reality set in and she's even more excited now then she was before.
"Willow, there's still one thing we haven't thought about yet. What are we going to name her?" Buffy asked and used her free hand to rub Willow's stomach. She smiled again when she felt a little kick. Willow smiled to and placed her free hand over Buffy's and laced their fingers together. She had thought about this, she just didn't want to tell the blonde. She spent three weeks thinking about the first and middle name. When she finally decided on two that she liked she spent another week figuring out which order she liked them in.
"I was thinking, I mean it-it's not final or anything, we can still change it if you don't like it, but I thought that Amelia Nichole would be a nice name. And I know that she's Oz's but I thought that it would be better for everyone if we just used my last name. I mean, I have no idea if he's ever going to come back, and I think it would make it less complicating for her. So, what do you think?" she asked feeling nervous. She watched in agony as Buffy thought about it. The longer she took to answer the more nervous and scared Willow grew and then finally Buffy smiled and leaned in and placed a soft kiss on Willow's lips.
"I love it. And I think you're right, it would be better if she had your last name," she said and then rested her head on Willow's shoulder and watched as a little brunette boy buried his sister's Barbie doll in the sandbox. She felt another little kick and she smiled. She felt like a little kid waiting for Christmas to come. Then she started to fantasize about Christmas morning five or six years down the road. The little redheaded girl running into their bedroom and jumping up on the bed to wake them up. Buffy grabbing her and pulling her down on the bed so that she's lying in between her and Willow, and just to make her mad: telling her five more minutes of laying in bed before presents can be opened.
"On her birthdays we'll make an extra cake that's only big enough for the three of us. And we'll sneak into her room really early in the morning and light the candles and wake her up and sing happy birthday to her. And if it's a school day then we'll let her stay home and we'll spend all day here in the park. And we'll invite the gang over for a party and we'll let her stay up past her bedtime," she said softly and smiled when she felt Willow kiss the top of her head. She knew that Willow was smiling too, she doesn't know how that she knows the redhead is smiling she just does. She can feel Willow's smile.
"I'm giving birth to a newborn, not a kindergartner," Willow teased. Buffy sat up and looked into Willow's eyes. She could see the happiness and the excitement mixed in with the desire. Desire that she has for Buffy and the desire to become a mother. Buffy smiled a sweet smile and the two leaned into each other and shared a gentle kiss. Their tongues softly battled for dominance as Buffy's hand crept up and entangled itself in Willow's hair. She pulled back quickly when she heard the ear-shattering scream in the distance. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw that it had come from the woods at the very edge of the park.
"You stay here, I'll be back as soon as I can," she said and gave Willow a quick peck on the lips. "I love you." She jumped up and ran off towards the woods. She let her slayer senses wonder and she felt demonic activity near by and she followed that feeling. As she got closer, the feeling got a lot stronger, and she knew that whatever it was is really powerful and she hoped that she would be strong enough to at least wound it. She saw a demon, tall maybe eight feet or so, with blue skin and horns sticking out of his head like spiky hair, wearing a tan colored business suit, and holding a bloody knife, standing over a woman who was on the ground, looking up at him and trying to back away.
"Hey! Why don't you pick on someone your own strength?" Buffy yelled and stood about ten feet away from him, her hands on her hips. The demon turned to face her and he just rolled his eyes. It worried Buffy how casual he was acting about all of this. He didn't look blood thirsty, or angry or any of the other emotions she'll usually pick up on when a demon is killing a person. No, this thing was very business like and a little irritated that Buffy had showed up. But then he studied her a little bit. Eyed her up and down and his eyebrows sort of furrowed as if he was trying to recognize her or something. And when he did, his eyebrows shot up and he took in a deep breath.
"You're the slayer, aren't you?" he asked and Buffy nodded her head, becoming a little confused at the excited tone in his voice. "Big fan of yours, gotta tell ya. You're just the biggest thing in the dimension I'm from. My son can't wait to come here to meet you. And could you do me a favor if he ever does, could you let him get in just one good punch, or act like he's doing a better job then he really is? His fighting abilities are a little lacking, and I just don't have the heart to tell him he isn't very good." He was smiling a set of sharp looking pointy teeth. She looked at him as if he were crazy and then his eyes grew a little wider and he looked away a little bashfully. "Oh, how rude of me, I haven't even introduced myself. I'm Ron, Ron Howard. I know, pretty lame, but what can I say? My dad was a fan of 'Happy Days'. If you'll excuse me for a moment I just need to get this taken care of," he said and started to turn towards the woman, who had stood up and was about to run away.
"You're insane if you think I'm going to just let you kill some woman," Buffy said and lunged forward and knocked him to the ground. The knife was thrown out of his hand, and he pushed Buffy off of him. He was a lot stronger then the slayer, so it wasn't too hard. He stood back up and brushed himself off. Buffy started to fight him, trying to do her best, but all of her punches and kicks were blocked. They were only blocked, however, the demon made no attempt to hurt her at all, even though he had a million opportunities to do so. He finally lashed out and pushed her down. He made a grab for the woman before she ran away, and snapped her neck. She fell limply to the ground and a few seconds later her body started to dissolve into a light green liquid. "Well that's not normal." Buffy stood up, her posture still very defensive as she eyed what was happening and stayed alert in case the demon made a move towards her.
"If she were a human that would be very abnormal. No, she was a Seethe demon. Very powerful, usually trust worthy, but she screwed by boss out of a contract with a big client of his," he said and then looked up from the green goo and over at Buffy. "So, how's the witch doing? I heard she's having a girl, that's great! I have two daughters of my own. And what that Oz character did to her, made my skin boil, literally. I mean, of all the nerve! To just take off while she's pregnant with his baby. I'm a demon, for God sakes, and I think that was a very cowardly, and cruel thing to do. I understand that there were probably reasons for him taking off, but he could have stayed somewhere close. To go all the way back to Tibet just because he couldn't handle it? Willow's way better off with you if you ask me." Buffy was very shocked, and surprised and very weirded out. This demon was just acting so...human like, and as if he knew her. It was strange, and it took her a few minutes to actually answer him.
"Uh, yeah, she's doing great. We were at the park before I heard the scream. And the baby's a healthy little girl. She isn't due until the end of September. We already have a name in mind: Amelia Nichole Rosenberg. It's not final or anything and we might change it after she's born and we see what she looks like, but that's the only one we've talked about so far," she told him, still sounding a little surprised by the way he was acting, but also sounding like the proud parent that she is already. He smiled at her, and then looked down at his watch. He frowned, and then started to talk while he pulled a business card and a pen out of his front jacket pocket.
"It was nice talking to you, but I really need to get back to the office. I have a meeting with some clients in about fifteen minutes and the time it takes to travel from one dimension to another is a lot slower nowadays. One jerk tried to create a portal between them all and the rest of us are being punished for it." He flipped the card over and wrote something down on the back. "If you ever need any advice about the little one don't be afraid to call. I'd love to have lunch sometime, go over some things with you." He handed her the card and then put his pen away. "There's talk about some type of goddess or something who's going to be moving here and rumor is she plans on staying for a while, and I also think I heard something about her looking for the new Lupinus-Veneficus, but I don't think it's even been born yet. I've only met her once, pardon my language, but she's a real bitch, and has potential to turn into a real problem for you. I know a couple of guys who found the secret to killing her, but they're not going to try to do anything unless she becomes a threat to them. I'll try to beat it out of them and then we can sit down and talk shop. Well, goodbye Slayer." And then a snap of his fingers he was gone.
Buffy was worried. Very, very worried. There was a rumor going around the demonic grape vine that a goddess was after her and Willow's baby? No, this can't be good at all. She put the card in her pocket and then ran off towards the park. She needed to get to Willow and get to her now. She came to the edge of the woods and scanned the playground with her very good slayer eyesight. She was relieved when she saw that Willow was still sitting at the bench, watching the little kids play, and rubbing her stomach. Buffy ran towards her, and sat down next to her. She wasn't as worried now that she was able to touch Willow, and make sure that she was ok. She hugged her tightly and then leaned back and gave her a quick kiss. When she pulled back Willow was smiling and looking very happy.
"Have a good slay?" she asked and started to run her fingers through Buffy's hair. It took Buffy all of twenty-six and a half seconds to figure out that Willow was turned on, really turned on. Whatever she had been thinking about in Buffy's absence had made the redhead dripping wet, and now all she wanted to do was go back to their home and have wild, rough sex in their bedroom. "Ya know, we can go home if you're feeling a little..." It was left unspoken. She smiled at Buffy and gently laced her fingers through the blonde's. "I know how worked up you get after you slay. Let's get out of here, ok? I would feel really dirty if we started doing naughty, grown-up stuff in front of all these kids."
She didn't wait for Buffy to answer before she was on her feet, and she gently pulled the blonde up and started to walk in the direction of their apartment building. Once they exited the park, Willow's free hand started to roam over Buffy's body. The blonde asked her to stop, since they were in public and it was making walking a very difficult thing. Willow pouted for a minute before she let go of Buffy's hand and then snaked her hand into Buffy's back pocket, giving the jean clad ass cheek a little squeeze. Buffy squealed, and jumped a little. Willow has been getting bolder and a lot more daring out in public when it comes to showing off her affection for the blonde. Buffy couldn't take it anymore. Being able to smell how turned on Willow is and the redhead kneading her ass cheek through the jeans, plus she was a little revved up after that quick fight with that demon. She lost it, and grabbed onto Willow hand and led her into an alley in between the bakery and the Espresso Pump.
She walked until they were on the other side of the dumpster, out of sight of the prying eyes of the public. Buffy pressed Willow up against the wall and started to kiss her roughly, expressing her need with her lips and tongue. She started to grind her sopping sex against Willow's thigh, and she pressed one of hers in between the redhead's legs. They both moaned into the kiss, and Buffy pulled back, needing to breathe. She started to suck and kiss at Willow's neck, wanting to leave a mark. She pulled back after a minute or two. Her hips never stopped their rough and quick grinding against Willow's thigh, and the same went for the redhead. She saw the very large, very dark hickey she had left and smiled to herself. Since Willow doesn't have slayer healing it'll take at least two weeks for that thing to fade.
She kissed Willow again, their tongues battled for dominance as they dry humped each other in the dirty alley on the concealing side of a dumpster. If either of them had been thinking with their rational logic they would think that they were both dirty, and gross for doing this. But they weren't exactly thinking with their brains as Buffy's hand slipped down Willow's body and snaked its way into her pants. She cupped Willow's dripping sex with her hand and she heard the quick intake of breath, and then felt Willow press hard against her hand, silently begging for release. Buffy quickly entered her with two fingers, her thumb rubbing hard circles against the redhead's clit. It didn't take very long, a little less then five minutes, before Buffy's mouth was covering Willow's to try and muffle the moans and the little scream of her orgasm. Just grinding against Willow, and feeling her cum running off of her hand, and hearing the pleasure she had inflicted caused Buffy to trip over the edge, and she too saw stars.
They leaned against each other, trying to catch their breath and calm down. Buffy hid her face in Willow's neck, not wanting to leave this spot. She never wanted to leave the safe and content feeling she got whenever she was in Willow's arms, but she would have to eventually. She felt Willow start to kiss the side of her head, and then the tip of her ear. She couldn't help but moan and felt herself start to get worked up again just by the simply touch of the other woman. It always surprised her how turned on she got by the simple things that Willow does. She shuddered when she felt the hot breath of the redhead against her ear.
"Let's go home, I wanna taste you," she hoarsely whispered and Buffy nodded her head yes. She pulled her hand out of the redhead's pants and wiped the sticky mess off of her skin on the thighs of her jeans. She didn't care what other people thought of her as they walked down the sidewalk, their rumpled clothes, messed up hair, and heavy breathing were tell tale signs that they had just had a quickie, it couldn't be anymore clear unless they had a flashing neon sign broadcasting it for the world to see. But they weren't bothered by the strange looks that they got on their walk home. All they could think about was each other and all the different ways they were going to make the other scream out in ecstasy.
Buffy had forgotten all about her little talk with that demon in the woods. She forgot that he had said something about a goddess coming to Sunnydale and being after Willow's baby. She forgot about all of this because she was too distracted. She was seeing everything through the blind eyes of love. She was too caught up in the here and now to really see what was going on. She was too involved in making Willow happy, too wrapped up in all of the feelings and emotions that were coursing through their bodies. All she could think about was making the redheaded love of her life feel the joy that she brings Buffy everyday, and she was too lost in the fantasy of what it's going to be like once Willow has her baby. How they'll take turns in the late night and morning feedings, and take turns changing diapers, and giving her a bath together, and all of the other things that parents do with their newborns.
She wrote all of this down in her journal. She wrote how she just couldn't wait for Willow to give birth so that they could start their new life together; their lives as parents. She just couldn't wait to see what the little girl looks like, or what she'll sound like when she starts talking, or how old she'll be when she takes her first steps, or crying like a little girly girl when they send her off on her first day of daycare so that the mothers can attend school. She wrote all of this and then she signed her name at the bottom of the page, just like she does whenever she finishes an entry. She put the journal back in the drawer of the bedside table and then put the pen on top of the table and left the bedroom.
Willow was supposed to be home soon and she had a little surprise for her. She walked into the kitchen, making her way over to the freezer so she could pull out the pint of Cookies N' Cream ice cream that Willow just loves so much. She had rented a movie that neither of them have seen before, but she thought that they might enjoy it. It was just another lazy Friday afternoon. The two never did much these days except spend time together. It was July now, and Giles insisted that they take the summer off and relax as much as possible, because in the fall they would be blessed with a child and he knew as well as them that there wouldn't be much rest for either of them once the baby is born.
She never got the chance, however, because just as she opened the freeze door and reached out to grab onto the cold container, the phone rang. She rushed to answer it, a little irritated because she wanted to have the movie ready to go as soon as Willow walked in the room, and the redhead could be home any second now. She tried to keep her irritation level hidden from the caller, although it was kind of hard. The person was Giles, telling Buffy that she needed to get to the Magic Box right away because he found some prophecy that she needed to know about and he would rather tell her about it in person then over the phone. She explained to him that she was waiting for Willow and he told her that he would rather discuss the issue with her first, and then they could both talk to the redhead.
Buffy knew that the news must be bad if Giles is willing to keep it from Willow, his second surrogate daughter. She told him she'd be there in ten minutes, and then hung up the phone. She found a piece of paper and a pen and scribbled out a note for Willow, telling her that she had to run over to the Magic Box to see Giles, that everything was fine and there was nothing to worry about, and that she'd be back later. She put the note up on the fridge, held it up with a magnate and then grabbed her coat and keys and then locked the door before she left. She was hoping to run into Willow on elevator or something. Even if Giles wanted to wait to talk to Willow, Buffy would feel a lot better if the redhead were there with her. But then again, she always feels better whenever the redhead is near.