Nothing But You
by Whedonist
Chapter 22
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Chapter 22
The hacker was currently sandwiched between her mother and girlfriend. Dinner was going okay, but she couldn't seem to release Buffy's hand long enough to eat more than a few fork full's of gnocchi she had ordered. She tried to remember the last time she was this nervous and unfortunately she couldn't. It was a first for the Rosenberg's to take more than a passing interest in who she hung around with, let alone want to go to dinner with those people. What amazed her more was that Joyce, Giles, and Buffy were so damn charismatic that her parents wouldn't shut up. She felt Buffy squeeze her hand so Willow looked over to her. The blonde had a huge smile plastered on her face and a look in her eye that she couldn't remember seeing.
"Willow, dear, why don't you fill your father and me in on how you and Buffy met?"
Willow looked up at the expectant faces, "Uh?"
Buffy knew Willow was close to a breakdown. The redhead's ears hadn't been any color but red for the past two hours and the blonde's hand ached. Saving her girlfriend, Buffy interrupted, "We met the first day of classes actually. She was sitting there eating her lunch and Xander, the boy you met early today, just went over and started talking to her. It turned out that she and I had the same psych class. The rest is pretty much history."
"It's funny how that kind of works out?" Joyce said smiling at the two girls.
"It is, Joyce, but I was more interested in how exactly you two became an item?"
"Mom, really, is that...it's just that."
"Sweetheart, really now, I don't want details, just how? You've never indicated a proclivity for the same gender and while, as we've said, it doesn't matter, I would like to know what attracts you to Buffy."
Buffy's hand groaned under the redhead's grip and she casually tried to release Willow's grip. A small whimper was heard by the blonde from the hacker so she stopped her movements. Willow's hand relaxed a little and Buffy could finally breathe.
"It was all pretty slow really. After Ed, I well, didn't really want to date. Buffy she, that is, she was just herself and well she makes not loving her impossible. So I fell and realized that gender really isn't much of an issue." Willow trailed off.
"I see. Well then, we must thank you Buffy for making our daughter happy. After Ed, she wouldn't talk to anybody except for her two friends Tami and the brunette girl. What about you Buffy? Have you always known?"
Buffy looked up confused, "Know...? Oh, uh yeah pretty much. What I mean to say is that I've known since well," Buffy looked up at the ceiling and decided the best way to answer, "Since about the age of 11."
"Really, that young?"
"Yeah. All of my girl friends were talking about liking the newest actor's and some of the boys in our class, and I ended up thinking the same thoughts about some the actresses. It was pretty scary. I would try to look at boys and just didn't feel...anything really."
"You know I was reading this study on pre-adolescent children who exhibit tendencies of attraction to the same sex and it seems that the sooner it is realized the easier the child has adjusting to the difference. Willow dear, you aren't finding any difficulty adjusting are you?"
"N-n-n-no adjusting just fine here."
Giles couldn't help but smile at the redhead's agitation. He had grown fond of the girl since his stepdaughter had first brought her around. It was noted by both him and his wife that not only had Buffy's grade's improved, but she was more focused on securing some type of future. He knew that in part it was for the redhead. The way they were with each other indicated a long and hopefully happy future. Deciding to step in, he began engaging Willow's parents in conversation. As the night continued and desert was ordered, he noticed Willow visibly relax. The two girls had excused themselves moments ago and were returning. This time however, he noticed that Buffy looked to be the one that was nervous.
Buffy waited for Willow to sit and then she took her seat. "Uh, mom, Giles, I know that this wasn't really the way the evening was supposed to go, but it was nice. Uh, having said that, I needed to let you know that, uh,"
Joyce looked alarmed and took hold of Rupert's hand.
"Well, that is to say that. Angel and I have been talking about the PI service and he needs someone that knows what they're doing. To help run and oversee things since he's in L.A. We've talked about it and I'm going to go work for Angel. Now before you wig out on me here me out. Willow and I have discussed this and she raised the same objections that are written all over your face. I'm going to drop three of my five classes and switch the two remaining ones to night classes. I've talked to my professor's today and everything is done."
Buffy waited on the scolding to start, but none came. She looked back and forth between her mom and Giles and both of them were looking at her the same way. The only problem was the blonde couldn't figure out what way the look was going.
Deciding to take advantage of the silence she started again, "Willow's gonna help me with the course work and with any luck it will only set me back a semester or two at most. Angel has also decided to take care of the rest of my tuition so you won't need to worry about that. I don't expect you two be with woo's or the hoo's, but some support would be nice."
Giles was now cleaning his glasses and felt the need to ask, "Buffy, don't you need a license to do what you are going to do?"
"Yes, and I already have one. I've had one since I was 18."
"What?" Joyce asked clearly confused.
"Remember when I helped Angel with that politician Richard Wilkins?"
"Yes." Both said.
"Since then."
"Oh, Buffy honey, are you sure?" Joyce asked concerned.
"I am. I mean it was always something I knew I would do. I was going to wait until I had my degree, but with Kate, but with what happened to Kate, I don't seem to have that luxury. I've always wanted to work with him and even it's not the only job I'll ever have. I at least want to do this."
Giles put his glasses back on and smiled. He could tell that Joyce was having a harder time with this than he was, but Buffy had thought this out.
"Okay." Joyce said. Not believing that she was saying it. "If that's what you want. Okay, but I still want you to finish school."
"I know mom Wills won't let me stop either." Buffy smiled over that the redhead and let the silence settle over the table.
Luckily desert came soon after that and Joyce and Giles had picked up distracting Willow's parents. They had called it a night around 8 and left the Rosenberg's to go back to L.A. Joyce and Giles headed home. Willow and Buffy had gone for a walk before trekking over to the house and by the time they made it home, it was close to 10.
Buffy had closed the door to their bedroom only to turn around and see Willow in a state of undress. Her pulse picked up a bit and she couldn't resist feeling Willow up. She purred in the hacker's ear from behind while her hands roamed over Willow's chest and stomach, "Did I ever tell you how sexy you are?" Willow shivered and shook her head no. "Well then allow me to make up for it. You, Willow Rosenberg, are the sexiest woman on the planet. Forget what they say about all the actresses and models. Trust me; they have nothing on my girlfriend."
Willow had a goofy smile plastered on her face when she turned to face the blonde, "So does that mean you want to finish what was started in the kitchen earlier today?"
Buffy only nodded and proceeded to seek out her girl's lips. This kiss was urgent and full of promise. Buffy caressed Willow's chest through the thin fabric of her bra and felt the nubs harden in response. She was vaguely aware of the thought that, while she and Faith had done many things together, Willow responded to Buffy in ways she only read about on porn sites. It was perfect, from the way that Willow kissed, to the eventual release they both found. Buffy slowly drug her hand around and undid Willow's bra. The cloth loosened and was quickly discarded. Buffy moved lower and left kiss after kiss down the redhead's neck and chest. She spent a small amount of time on each breast while she backed them up to the bed. Willow fell back and crawled up to the pillows. Buffy stood and disrobed quickly. She tugged at Willow's unzipped jeans pulling them off. Leaving the redhead in only her underwear, Buffy placed a series of nibbles on the right and then the left thigh. She could smell Willow from her position and even in the darkened light of the room; she saw the hacker's arousal dampen the crotch of her underwear. Buffy's own stomach was knotted and her thighs were already slick with want. She straddled Willow's thigh and began grinding down on tense muscles.
Willow smiled up at her lover and caressed Buffy's shoulders, arms and then her chest. She squeezed and pinched at the hardened nubs gracing the blonde's small but beautiful chest. Buffy's hair was loose and flowing around her shoulders so Willow took hold of it and pulled Buffy to her. The redhead pushed her tongue past eager lips and sought the blondes'. She groaned when she heard the rip of her underwear and the air hit her aching center. She felt a thigh slip between her legs and she began riding the leg matching her lover's rhythm. She slid up and then drug herself back down causing her clit to hit Buffy's flesh. They moved slowly and to a rhythm all their own.
Both girls crested and broke, but continued to ride each other. After the second release, Willow needed more. She took Buffy's hand and shoved it between her legs. The blonde let out a small laugh and complied with the demand. She quickly entered Willow and felt exploring hands between her legs. She spread her legs further and let the redhead enter her. Buffy felt herself clench around Willow's fingers so she stilled herself wanting to draw it out. She wanted more; she wanted the heat of Willow's mouth in her and on her. Buffy broke the kiss they were involved in and moved Willow's hand away. She stilled the protests with a finger on the hacker's lips. She spun around and noticed Willow had guided her down on to the face below her. She leaned forward and took hold of Willow's thighs.
Willow's tongue slipped out and lapped at the visible secretions. She sucked and nibbled before giving into her more base desire of fucking Buffy with her tongue. It had become a favorite pastime of hers. The taste and smell of her blonde goddess was intoxicating. She could drink from Buffy forever and tonight was no different. She tongue curved up and collected as much cream as it could contain. Her nose was buried in soft folds and although breathing could become difficult, she felt it was better to suffocate in Buffy's juices than to continue to live and not carry on her actions. Buffy's lips were spread wide to give Willow a better view of the blonde's sex. She licked at the crevices there, sucked in the clitoral hood and lightly brushed Buffy's clit. She knew the girl was as close as she was so she sped her actions up. Taking her focus off the weeping hole, she laved at the swollen clit.
Buffy mirrored Willow's actions and both were grunting out as they came togther. In synch with each other, they stopped their actions and rested. Buffy's head was hanging between creamy things and her sex was dripping on to Willow's face. She began to giggle as Willow blew cool air over her heated center. Purposefully, she thrust her hips down smearing Willow's face further with her cum before moving off the girl. Buffy rested with the girl forehead to forehead before running her tongue along the jaw line of her lover. She slowly licked off her own cum from the Willow's face and heard the redhead purr in satisfaction. Once Willow was clean, Buffy rested her head on a naked shoulder.
"Hmmm, ya know I never understood the fuss about sex." Willow said matter of factly. "Now though, I get it. If done right, you just don't want to do anything else."
Buffy smiled and tugged on a lock of red hair, "Well I'm glad to know you approve."
"Approve, sanction and condone whole heartedly." Willow's smile allowed the tip of her tongue to peek out of her teeth and Buffy was unable to resist sucking the muscle in to her mouth. Willow responded to the kiss and pulled Buffy to her. Grabbing a sheet clad ass, the redhead moved Buffy on top of her. The thought flitted across her mind that she wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight and that there were tests to be taken tomorrow, but she couldn't seem to muster the resolve to stop.