Post by The Muse on May 30, 2009 1:04:33 GMT -5
Title: Not Seeing Red
Fandom: Buffy
Pairing/Characters: Willow and Tara
Summary: Basically, it's my ideal ending to the episode Seeing Red, involving Tara's not death.
Rating: Probably somewhere between PG-13 and R.
Warnings: a bit sexual, but not much. No actual details.
Disclaimer: Although i would love to own this show and it's characters, i don't. Joss is Boss.
Word Count: 818
Not Seeing Red
“Hey look!” Willow finished buttoning up her blouse. “Clothes!”
“Don’t get to used to them.” Tara said playfully.
“Mmm, yes ma’am” Willow reached out and hooked a finger around Tara’s belt loop. She pulled Tara up to her and they kissed. Willow wrapped her arms around her, just feeling the warmth of Tara’s body. They stood hugging for a few moments, although to Willow it felt like an entire summer day.
“Xander!” Tara said. Willow drew away from her and walked around her to put away a top that had been carelessly thrown on the ground last night.
“Okay, really not the reaction I was looking for.”
“No, Xander, he’s here.” Tara had moved aver to the window and peered out, down into the sunlit backyard.
“You think they’re making up?” Willow asked, looking up from folding the top.
“I hope so, that’s the best part.” Tara turned towards her and began to walk forward.
“It sure is.” Willow said as Tara’s arms folded around her. Again, their lips met, and Willow began to back towards the bed. However, with most of her attention on Tara, she didn’t know how close it was, and her legs bumped into the bed and she toppled back onto it. Tara came down on top of her with a small cry of surprise that soon turned into a laugh. They both adjusted themselves so they were laying side by side, facing each other.
Willow went in to kiss her again, and at the exact same time they both reached out to the other to tuck stray hair behind their ear. They both laughed when they saw what they were doing.
“I guess that’s one downside to dating girls.” Willow giggled. “There’s always hair in your face.”
“You’re telling me.” Tara grinned. “I’m pretty sure I swallowed a clump of redhead last night.”
“Plus, with girls, you have to fuss with brastraps a lot.”
“And tights.” They both laughed.
“But hey, big upsides, too.” Willow said. “I mean, no sticky mess to clean up afterwards.”
“Willow!” Tara tried to look scandalized, but was smiling all the same. “Ew.” She gave Willow a little push away from her.
“I’m just sayin’.” Willow moved closer to her. “If one of us had been a guy, we’d have to clean up—”
“Ewewewewewewewewew!” Tara shut her eyes and clapped her hands over her ears. Willow grinned and grabbed her girlfriends wrists, easing her hands away. She placed Tara’s hands close to her heart.
“But there’s other upsides, too.”
“Yeah.” Tara looked deep into Willow’s big, hazel eyes. “I can think of two pretty huge ones off the top of my head.”
“Yeah? What are those?”
“Well, there’s you. And then there’s me.”
Smiling, Willow gazed at Tara, whose eyes were closed, and the crooked smile Willow loved so was only half-formed. Willow knew that it meant Tara was in her place of absolute peace and contentment. She took one of Tara’s hands and kissed each one of her fingers.
“Tara?”
“Mmm?”
“I love you.” Tara’s eyes flickered open and she locked her eyes to Willow’s.
“Willow?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you.”
“Well, good.” Willow said, grinning. “Now that that’s settled.” She inched forward on the mattress and kissed Tara again. Tara had her hands on each side of Willow’s face, and Willow’s arms were running down Tara’s back, just feeling the warmth of another body next to hers, which was something she hadn’t felt in what seemed like years. She moved her hands down Tara’s back until she found the hem of Tara’s blue sweater. Slowly, she started to lift it up—
“Willow…” Tara murmured, breaking out of the kiss. She reached back and took Willow’s hands in her own, moving them away. “We can’t. Warren’s still out there somewhere. We have to help Buffy find him.”
“Fine.” Sorry to let this moment go, Willow rolled onto her back and propped herself up on her elbows. “Here we go. With the helping.” She made to sit up, but found herself caught on something. Looking back, she saw Tara’s fingers clinging to her own belt loop. Sinking back into the mattress, Willow looked across at the woman she loved. “But I thought you said—”
“I know.” Tara placed a hand on Willow’s hip. “But…Goddess, you feel so good. And we do have a lot of time to make up for.”
Willow let a smile creep to her lips and moved a little closer. She leaned in, wanting to bask in the glow of the moment forever, when suddenly—
Bang! Both girls yelped when they heard the gunshot, and the window shatter, almost at the same moment. Sitting up quickly, Willow saw a small hole in the wall that had certainly not been there before. Tara had leaped up and rushed to the window, just when an anguished cry of “Buffy!” coming from the yard.
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Fandom: Buffy
Pairing/Characters: Willow and Tara
Summary: Basically, it's my ideal ending to the episode Seeing Red, involving Tara's not death.
Rating: Probably somewhere between PG-13 and R.
Warnings: a bit sexual, but not much. No actual details.
Disclaimer: Although i would love to own this show and it's characters, i don't. Joss is Boss.
Word Count: 818
Not Seeing Red
“Hey look!” Willow finished buttoning up her blouse. “Clothes!”
“Don’t get to used to them.” Tara said playfully.
“Mmm, yes ma’am” Willow reached out and hooked a finger around Tara’s belt loop. She pulled Tara up to her and they kissed. Willow wrapped her arms around her, just feeling the warmth of Tara’s body. They stood hugging for a few moments, although to Willow it felt like an entire summer day.
“Xander!” Tara said. Willow drew away from her and walked around her to put away a top that had been carelessly thrown on the ground last night.
“Okay, really not the reaction I was looking for.”
“No, Xander, he’s here.” Tara had moved aver to the window and peered out, down into the sunlit backyard.
“You think they’re making up?” Willow asked, looking up from folding the top.
“I hope so, that’s the best part.” Tara turned towards her and began to walk forward.
“It sure is.” Willow said as Tara’s arms folded around her. Again, their lips met, and Willow began to back towards the bed. However, with most of her attention on Tara, she didn’t know how close it was, and her legs bumped into the bed and she toppled back onto it. Tara came down on top of her with a small cry of surprise that soon turned into a laugh. They both adjusted themselves so they were laying side by side, facing each other.
Willow went in to kiss her again, and at the exact same time they both reached out to the other to tuck stray hair behind their ear. They both laughed when they saw what they were doing.
“I guess that’s one downside to dating girls.” Willow giggled. “There’s always hair in your face.”
“You’re telling me.” Tara grinned. “I’m pretty sure I swallowed a clump of redhead last night.”
“Plus, with girls, you have to fuss with brastraps a lot.”
“And tights.” They both laughed.
“But hey, big upsides, too.” Willow said. “I mean, no sticky mess to clean up afterwards.”
“Willow!” Tara tried to look scandalized, but was smiling all the same. “Ew.” She gave Willow a little push away from her.
“I’m just sayin’.” Willow moved closer to her. “If one of us had been a guy, we’d have to clean up—”
“Ewewewewewewewewew!” Tara shut her eyes and clapped her hands over her ears. Willow grinned and grabbed her girlfriends wrists, easing her hands away. She placed Tara’s hands close to her heart.
“But there’s other upsides, too.”
“Yeah.” Tara looked deep into Willow’s big, hazel eyes. “I can think of two pretty huge ones off the top of my head.”
“Yeah? What are those?”
“Well, there’s you. And then there’s me.”
Smiling, Willow gazed at Tara, whose eyes were closed, and the crooked smile Willow loved so was only half-formed. Willow knew that it meant Tara was in her place of absolute peace and contentment. She took one of Tara’s hands and kissed each one of her fingers.
“Tara?”
“Mmm?”
“I love you.” Tara’s eyes flickered open and she locked her eyes to Willow’s.
“Willow?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you.”
“Well, good.” Willow said, grinning. “Now that that’s settled.” She inched forward on the mattress and kissed Tara again. Tara had her hands on each side of Willow’s face, and Willow’s arms were running down Tara’s back, just feeling the warmth of another body next to hers, which was something she hadn’t felt in what seemed like years. She moved her hands down Tara’s back until she found the hem of Tara’s blue sweater. Slowly, she started to lift it up—
“Willow…” Tara murmured, breaking out of the kiss. She reached back and took Willow’s hands in her own, moving them away. “We can’t. Warren’s still out there somewhere. We have to help Buffy find him.”
“Fine.” Sorry to let this moment go, Willow rolled onto her back and propped herself up on her elbows. “Here we go. With the helping.” She made to sit up, but found herself caught on something. Looking back, she saw Tara’s fingers clinging to her own belt loop. Sinking back into the mattress, Willow looked across at the woman she loved. “But I thought you said—”
“I know.” Tara placed a hand on Willow’s hip. “But…Goddess, you feel so good. And we do have a lot of time to make up for.”
Willow let a smile creep to her lips and moved a little closer. She leaned in, wanting to bask in the glow of the moment forever, when suddenly—
Bang! Both girls yelped when they heard the gunshot, and the window shatter, almost at the same moment. Sitting up quickly, Willow saw a small hole in the wall that had certainly not been there before. Tara had leaped up and rushed to the window, just when an anguished cry of “Buffy!” coming from the yard.
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