What If??

“Sarim, you need to clean yourself, my love.” Tara murmurs as Buffy growls before heading back out of her room, still carrying Tara.


“Want you, Kalina.” Buffy nuzzles Tara neck as she kicks the door shut behind them.


“And you will have me, but not with that hot sauce on your fingers!” Tara chuckles quietly as she watches the realization cross Buffy’s face.


“Probably wouldn’t be good for certain areas, huh?” Buffy gently sets Tara down on her feet, kissing her quickly. “Help me?” Buffy wiggles her eyebrows as she strips her clothes off.


“Not this time.” Tara whispers, stroking a finger down Buffy’s cheek. “We’ll probably end up breaking something, either in the bathroom, or some part of us, if we stay in here.”


Buffy pouts as she walks backwards, turning the water on to the shower. “What are you going to do while I’m cleaning myself?”


“I’m going to be ready and waiting for you in the bedroom.” Tara smiles as Buffy’s eyes glow with desire, and a rumble works it’s way out of her lover’s chest. “Make sure you clean yourself well.”


Buffy grunts as she watches Tara ease out of the bathroom before jumping in the shower to clean herself thoroughly, paying special attention to her hands to make sure there isn’t a chance of the nuclear hot sauce getting in delicate areas.


Tara chuckles softly as she shuts the door to the bedroom, slowly stripping her clothes off before stroking a finger over Mr. Gordo’s ear and whispering. “Silence out, hear within.” Walking over to the bed, she folds the covers down and turns on the small lamp by the bed before walking over to turn the bright overhead light off. Plumping the pillow’s, Tara eases down on the bed on her side and props her head up to watch the door, waiting for her lover.

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“What the hell did they do?” Giles stares at one of the men, that looks vaguely familiar, walks in and goes straight to the basement. Shaking his head at whatever Tara or Buffy had done, he rubs a hand over the back of his neck.


Faith snorts and moans quietly as she finishes the wings. “I think I ate too much.”


Joyce raises an eyebrow and laughs quietly at the miserable looking slayer. “Maybe you should have stopped after the first three or four dozen?”


Faith grunts and rubs her stomach, pouting. “I need to crash.”


Joyce raises her eyes towards Rupert who’s just rolling his eyes. “I have an air mattress set up in the spare bedroom upstairs, and then there’s the couch.”


“Go ahead and take the bedroom, Tweed. I’ll crash on the couch.” Faith moans as she slowly makes her way out to the living room.


“How come I feel like I’m bloody well out in right field?” Giles finally plops down on one of the stools and drops his head on his hand.


Joyce walks around and gently grasps his shoulder. “The kids are growing up, Rupert and ready to be on their own. That’s basically what you’re feeling. Kind of makes you feel old and useless.”


“You feel that way, too?” Giles questions softly turning to look over his shoulder at Joyce. Seeing her nod and smile, Giles smiles back shyly before turning his head back. “You know that it’s only a matter of time before Buffy and Tara probably move out to find a place of their own.”


“I know.” Joyce murmurs quietly, unconsciously reaching up to play her fingers over the watchers hair.


Giles closes his eyes at the soft touch, feeling his heart speed up. “Can I ask you something, my dear?” Giles questions softly.


“Of course.” Joyce sighs quietly as she eases back from the watcher and walks around the counter to sit down across from him, watching him curiously.


Giles blushes lightly and looks down. “Do you ever think…” Giles trails off as he blushes even darker.


Joyce bites her lip as she realizes what he’s thinking about. “About the band candy incident and what happened?”


Giles slowly raises his eyes and nods his head. “I’ve wanted to say something for a while, but…” He shrugs and looks back down in embarrassment. “I was sort of afraid that it might have just been the candy.”


Joyce smiles softly and reaches across the island and rests her hand on top of Giles’, watching as he slowly raises his eyes to look at her. “It wasn’t, Rupert.”


Giles allows a small smile to cross his face, as his eyes light up. “I dare say, we have some talking to do.”


“Yes, we do. And maybe going out to dinner?” Joyce hints without any subtlety.


“Definitely dinner.” Giles lifts Joyce’s hand and presses a soft kiss on her knuckles. “I’m not telling Buffy. I’d rather her not decide to tear me apart.”


“I’ll have Tara tell her.” Joyce smiles and winks at Giles, laughing as he blushes darkly before laughing, also.


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Buffy opens the door, smiling softly at the sight of her lover curled up on her side waiting patiently for her. Shutting the door, Buffy drops the towel, tossing it unerringly towards the hamper as she prowls up to the bed, easing a knee on it, smiling as Tara eases onto her back. “I love you.” Buffy whispers softly as she hovers partially over Tara, kissing her gently.


“I love you, too, my warrior. My Sarim.” Tara murmurs after Buffy releases her lips in the heart stopping, gentle kiss. Running her fingers through the slightly damp hair, to caress down and over her lovers strong back, enjoying the feel of the muscles flexing with the slightest movements. Tara smiles at the loud rumbles coming from her lover, and moans softly as Buffy places loving kisses down her neck.


“Do you remember everything, my Kalina?” Buffy questions in between gentle kisses across Tara’s shoulder, her tongue gently dipping in the indention.


“Yes, my love.” Tara’s hands reach down to grasp the slayer’s butt cheeks, digging her short blunt nails in deeply.


“OH, GOD!” Buffy presses her hips down into Tara at the feelings rising within her, as she arches her upper body up, shaking slightly.


“Don’t be afraid, Buffy. Ask for what you want, I am Kalina and Kalina is me. Her loving memories of us being together far outweighs those things that happened to me.” Tara explains softly as she lifts her head up to hungrily latch onto one of Buffy’s breasts.


Buffy pants heavily as she presses her body even more firmly into Tara’s, moaning as Tara shifts her legs a little further apart, allowing her to drop her lower body between them. “I wanted to go slow, tonight.” Buffy whimpers as she feels one of Tara’s hands slide around between their bodies, her fingers stroking knowingly through her wetness.


Tara releases the flesh in her mouth, to look into Buffy’s beautiful eyes. “Do you still want to go slow?” Tara’s fingers stroke through Buffy’s wetness to tease her lover’s swollen clit. As Buffy whimpers and her head shakes, Tara separates both of their lips, as she continues to stroke softly over Buffy’s clit with her fingers while rubbing her thumb over her own enlarged muscle. “Do you know what I want, my love?”


Buffy growls quietly, nodding her head quickly as she eases her body down the short distance between them, moaning as their swollen clits come into contact with each other as Tara’s fingers wiggle out from between their bodies. Dropping her head, Buffy takes a couple deep breaths before slowly rocking their bodies against each other, teasing, light rubbing as their essences mingle slowly together.


Tara moans loudly as Buffy presses her body more firmly against hers, picking up the rocking motion. Wrapping a leg around the slayer’s leg, Tara opens herself more, pressing up firmly into her lover’s body, feeling their juices literally sliding down over her body, and between her butt cheeks. Digging both hands firmly into Buffy’s ass, Tara urges her lover into a faster motion as she feels the climax slowly working through her.


“So close, so close.” Buffy murmurs, the sweat literally making her body shine in the soft light of the room.


“Harder, Sarim!” Tara orders loudly as her body bucks up firmly into Buffy’s.


Buffy grunts as she presses in harder and rocks faster against Tara, feeling her lover getting ready to tip over the edge, allowing herself to be right there with her. “Now, love!” Buffy practically howls as she feels the climax rip through her body, as Tara screams loudly at the same time.


Tara wraps her other leg around her lover, continuing to rock against Buffy as she feels the liquid literally dripping from her body, from their combined climax. “Love you.” Tara pants heavily as they continue to rock against each other.


“So much.” Buffy drops her head down to bury it in Tara’s neck as she continues the rocking motion, feeling another orgasm building. Turning her head, Buffy laps hungrily at the sweaty goodness, that is her lover. “So much.” Buffy whispers again, grinding her hips down and around against Tara’s, grunting at the pleasure coursing through her.


“Yesssss.” Tara moans as she counter grinds against her lover. Pressing up into her lover’s body, while rotating her hips in a small circle, Tara feels the orgasm start to work through her body. “Almost, Sarim! Almost!” Tara cries out as she feels the hard throbbing of her clit.


“Yes, yes, yes.” Buffy starts a mantra feeling the twitching of Tara’s clit against her own aching, swollen muscle, grinding down hard and pinning Tara’s body, Buffy tilts her head back, screaming Tara’s name with her release.


Tara quickly follow’s Buffy, crying out her name a few short seconds later. Groaning quietly as they both collapse on the bed, Buffy panting heavily into her neck, as her legs literally flop to either side of her lover as her body twitches with aftershocks. Tara can’t help but smile as she continues to feel the rumbling purrs working through her lover’s body, that never stopped.


“Can’t move.” Buffy mumbles into Tara’s neck after few long minutes, her body still quivering with the pleasure easing through her.


“S’okay.” Tara mumbles, her eyes closed as her hands stroke gently up and down her lovers back. Tara tilts her head against Buffy’s as she wraps her arms around her lover, hugging her tightly.


Buffy smiles into Tara’s neck as they lay there for a while, slowly getting control of their breathing and their bodies. “So, you used Mr. Gordo as the focus, huh?” Buffy finally questions, grinning as her lover giggles.


“I thought it was fitting.” Tara shrugs, as she smiles softly, her eyes trailing over towards where the stuffed pig was sitting on the dresser. “Hmmmm. I’ll give you forever to stop that.” Tara murmurs as Buffy starts to kiss and lick her neck.


“Okay.” Buffy murmurs into her lover’s neck as she laps more strongly over her lover’s body, slowly working her way down to her lover’s breasts, not leaving a single millimeter of skin untouched before teasingly circling one of her lover’s nipples for long moments before finally giving in to Tara’s quiet pleading, to suckle strongly on the hard flesh. Hearing the low whimpers coming from her lover, Buffy moans quietly before finally releasing the flesh to work her way over to the other nipple, sucking and stroking her tongue over it, not teasing it like she’d done the other one. “Taste good.” Buffy mumbles against the flesh in her mouth, before gently scraping her teeth over the hard nipple.


“GODDESS!” Tara arches up, crying out at the pleasure. “Buffy, please!” She cries softly as Buffy just drags her tongue under her breasts, working so agonizingly slowly down her body.


“Hands.” Buffy warns softly as Tara’s hands dig in her shoulders, trying to urge her to move quicker.


Tara grunts, before whimpering. “Please, Sarim! Enough with the torture!” Tara’s body arches and bucks, trying to urge her lover to move quicker down her body. Moaning in agony as Buffy seems to move slower.


“My turn for what I want.” Buffy growls softly as she strokes her tongue strongly over her lover’s abdomen, ever so slowly working her way downwards.


“Oh, Goddess!” Tara moans loudly as Buffy takes her sweet time working her way down her body. Bucking her hips as she feels her lover’s tongue stroke teasingly over the dip in her hip. Grabbing onto the headboard with both hands, Tara bucks uncontrollably as Buffy’s strong, warm tongue strokes over her outer lips.


“Taste soooo good.” Buffy murmurs, licking her lips as she drags her tongue over Tara’s outer lips, smiling at the whimpers coming from her lover. “Us together is unlike anything ever before. Ambrosia doesn’t taste this good.” Buffy continues softly before dipping her tongue teasingly between her lover’s lips. Buffy chuckles quietly as she hears Tara literally growl. “Teased long enough.” Buffy murmurs as she slides her hands under her lover’s butt cheeks, lifting her slightly, while spreading Tara’s legs further apart, opening her lover to her greedy eyes, mouth and tongue. Buffy dives in, trying to engulf her lover completely with her mouth, as the loud rumbling purrs work out of her body, vibrating directly into Tara.


“SWEET, GODDESS!” Tara screams out as she climaxes from the vibrations of her lover against her apex. Bucking uncontrollably as Buffy starts to lick up her slit, dragging her tongue roughly over her aching, swollen clit time after time.


Lapping quickly and hungrily as she brings her lover to another climax, Buffy grins as she laps up her sweet reward, dipping her tongue playfully within her lover to gather more of her lover‘s juices. Easing her mouth away from her lover‘s entrance, Buffy listens intently to her lover‘s heavy, harsh breathing, and the almost continuous whimpering coming from her. Gently sliding three fingers into Tara‘s core, Buffy curls her middle finger and strokes continuously over Tara‘s pleasure spot, holding onto her with her other arm to keep from getting dislodged as she hears the low keening noise start from deep in her lover‘s chest as her inner muscles clench uncontrollably against her fingers. Dipping her head down, Buffy drags her tongue firmly over her lover‘s rosebud, moaning with her own desire as Tara arches up, clamping down hard on her fingers as she explodes.


When Tara literally drops back down to the bed, her body giving a little twitch and shudder, Buffy lifts her head up to look at her passed out lover. “Ooops.” Buffy mumbles softly before gently easing her fingers from within her lover to wiggle her body more comfortably against the bed as she enjoys the fruits of her labor.


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