What If??

Giles rubs his forehead as he thinks about what Buffy and Faith had told them. “You’re positive you recognized him?”

“Yes, Giles. He’s Riley Finn, Tara and my’s TA in Psych.” Buffy rolls her eyes and smiles as Tara runs a hand soothingly down her back.

“She would recognize him, after all he did ask her out.” Tara grins crookedly at the watcher.

“Forgot about that.” Buffy mumbles, blushing lightly. “I kind of had someone else on my mind at the time.”

Tara laughs quietly and presses her lips to Buffy’s cheek. “And that someone else definitely had you on their mind, also.”

Giles purses his lips as he slowly looks at the group. “I know this is going to get a lot of comments…”

“But we need to figure out what to do, research, hack and all other bunch of stuff.” Buffy grumbles, wrapping her arms around Tara and burying her face in her lover’s neck. “I’m still gonna get my lovings tonight, right?” Buffy questions softly.

“Of course.” Tara chuckles and hugs Buffy tightly. “Have something special planned for tonight.” Tara whispers into Buffy’s ear, placing a soft kiss on the lobe.

Buffy groans quietly. “Can we go now?” Buffy looks hopefully at Tara, her eyes twinkling.

“Soon.” Tara murmurs, grinning crookedly at her lover. “How about we plan on starting the research tomorrow? That way everyone can have… try to have a good nights sleep.” Tara amends, when she feels Buffy nipping gently on her neck.

Faith and Xander both chuckle, exchanging grins.

Willow looks from one to the other, raising an eyebrow, before looking back at Buffy who’s practically wrapped around Tara, her face buried in her neck.

“Here we go.” Giles grumbles, rolling his eyes. “Fine, we’ll work on this tomorrow. Nothing we can do tonight, anyway.” Giles winks at Joyce, a small grin playing about his mouth.

“No, nothing at all.” Joyce smirks at Giles.

“God, they’re making googly eyes at each other, aren’t they?” Buffy questions, not looking at her mom and Giles. Growling quietly when she feels Tara nod her head.

“Behave.” Tara murmurs, smacking Buffy on the butt. Tara looks at Joyce, with a lifted eyebrow. “A stocking stuffer for everyone?” Tara grins crookedly as Joyce laughs and nods her head.

“I think that’s a wonderful thing for everyone to open as their gift for tonight.” Joyce hops off the couch, making her way to the mantle with the stocking for everyone lined up across it. Grabbing the small wrapped 3x5 items out of each stocking, Joyce passes them to everyone. “I have it on good authority, that if you don’t like this, the person that did them would be more than happy to do what you do want.” Joyce looks over at Tara, grinning at the young woman.

Buffy raises an eyebrow and looks at Tara. “What did you do?”

“Just a little something.” Tara shrugs smiling at Buffy. “I did one for everyone. You’ll see.” Tara nods towards the small item now in Buffy’s hand, grinning crookedly as she holds hers.

Willow unwraps the gift, staring in stunned surprise at the small sketch, recognizing that Tara had obviously used their graduation picture as a guide, with minute changes, probably offered by Joyce.

“If I had known, I would have done one of Amy, for you.” Tara offers softly as she walks over to Willow. “Do you have a picture I can use?”

Willow slowly nods her head, lifting her eyes to look at Tara, smiling. “Thank you. This is a wonderful gift.”

Tara shrugs and looks down embarrassed. “It wasn’t much, I wanted to give everyone a little something and Joyce helped me out with the idea. Of course, Joyce has a drawing of Mr. Giles, and vice versa.”

“You think I look like this?” Faith questions, with a raised eyebrow, looking at the sketch of herself looking happy.

“Sometimes.” Tara winks at Faith. “More often as time goes by.”

“Thanks, Tare.” Faith whispers, hugging Tara quickly.

Xander smirks at the group, his eyes landing on Giles and Joyce who are looking at the drawings of each other. “I’m assuming everyone got drawings of themselves?”

“Sort of. Mr. Giles got one of Joyce, Joyce of Mr. Giles, Buffy of me…” Tara trails off obvious. “I figure if you should find someone, either of you.” Tara turns to look at Faith, squeezing her shoulder. “I would be more than happy to do another sketch.”

“Maybe, if you don’t mind…” Faith starts, before stopping and shaking her head. “Never mind.”

“What, Faith?” Tara looks at the slayer.

“I was gonna ask if you would mind to do a group one of everybody for me. But that’s asking a lot.” Faith admits softly.

“No, it isn’t Faith.” Tara shakes her head, smiling softly as she looks over at Buffy. She had actually already done one for Buffy, the slayer wanting one of everybody. Seeing Buffy slowly nod her head, Tara winks at her. “I’m sure it can be arranged.”

“Well, if you children want Santa to show up, you all need to get to bed.” Giles orders softly, smiling at the groans he receives.

“He’s staying tonight, isn’t he?” Buffy grumps quietly as she follow‘s Tara up the stairs. Listening to Faith and Willow talking quietly ahead of them.

“Buffy.” Tara warns quietly, trying not to laugh, knowing her lover has gotten to the point where she’s just griping to be griping now.

“Good night, guys.” Willow smiles and chuckles as Buffy hugs her quickly as Tara stands at the door to Buffy’s room. “I’ve missed you, too, Buffy.”

Buffy laughs and releases Willow. “’Night, Wills. ‘Night, Faith.”

Faith nods her head as she walks into her room, grabbing a tank top and shorts to sleep in, before coming back out and heading towards the bathroom.

Tara snorts softly watching Faith. “She isn’t wanting to wait.”

“Figured that out, huh?” Faith smirks before she slides into the bathroom.

“Do you need to take a shower, sweetie?” Tara questions Buffy softly, looking over her lover.

“Not yet.” Buffy wiggles her eyebrows at her lover, chuckling as Tara blushes lightly.

“Keep that up, you won’t need one later, either.” Tara narrows her gaze on Buffy.

“Ah, that’s not nice.” Buffy pouts. “You already promised.”

“That was before you decided to be rotten.” Tara winks at Willow as Willow laughs quietly.

“I’m always rotten. Or at least I am according to you.” Buffy grumbles, her eyes twinkling. “Goody.” Buffy slides into the bathroom as Faith comes out.

“I am so going to kick her ass.” Tara growls, following Buffy into the bathroom.

Willow laughs, shaking her head. “Are those two always like that?” Willow questions softly as she walks into the bedroom, gathering her sleep wear.

“Worse.” Faith admits, chuckling as she tosses her dirty clothes in the hamper. “If they aren’t picking on each other, they’re getting all hot and heavy in different parts of the house. And truthfully, I don‘t know which one is worse.”

Willow giggles quietly as she sits down on the bed waiting for Buffy and Tara to get out of the bathroom, squirming slightly.

“Hurry up, B. I think Willow needs to actually use the facilities.” Faith comments in the same tone as before as she drops to the floor, smirking at the surprise on Willow’s face.

“She can hear you?” Willow blinks surprised.

“Every word. I could probably be down the block and she’d hear me.” Faith shrugs as she folds her pillow, tucking it under her head.

“We’re out.” Buffy sticks her head in, grinning at Willow. “Faith’s always trying to get Tara in trouble by trying to get her to say something bad. She should know better by now. Tara will say anything at any given time, depending on what kind of mood she’s in.” Buffy narrows her gaze on Faith. “She can get in trouble on her own, without your help!”

“You’re telling me.” Tara chuckles as she props her chin on Buffy’s shoulder. “I’m always getting in trouble for one thing or another. I sometimes think if I cross my eyes, I’m in trouble.”

“Oooh. Thanks for the thought.” Buffy turns and presses a quick kiss to Tara’s cheek. “Cross your eyes, baby, I need something for tonight.” Buffy smirks and wiggles her eyebrows.

Tara rolls her eyes and shakes her head. “Be good, Slayer. You’re pushing your luck.”

“I am? How much more do I have to push?” Buffy starts bouncing on her feet, grinning from ear to ear.

“Good night, ladies.” Tara grabs Buffy by one of her pockets, tugging her backwards towards the bedroom.

“’Night!” Buffy waves at Faith and Willow, before wiggling her eyebrows. “Time for some Naughty Slayer and the Wicked Wicca.”

“Buffy!” Tara growls, pulling her roughly into the bedroom.

“But you promised.” Buffy whimpers as the door shuts behind her on Willow’s and Faith’s laughter.

“Bathroom.” Willow mutters, jumping up to run into the bathroom.

Faith chuckles, shaking her head as she grabs the blanket, pulling it over her. When Willow comes back a few minutes later, Faith calls out softly. “’Night, Red.”

“Good night, Faith.” Willow smiles at the slayer before turning out the light and climbing in bed, getting comfortable. “Are you okay down there?”

“I’m fine, Red. Thanks for askin’.” Faith calls back, smiling at the thought of Willow actually worried about her being comfortable. “Mrs S. has an air mattress, but it’s kinda big for this room, without me shoving the bed into the corner, then you having to climb over me.”

“If you have problems, that’s what we’ll do tomorrow night, okay?” Willow sighs quietly. “I’m glad things are working out, Faith.”

Faith laces her fingers together behind her head, staring up at the ceiling. “You and me both, Red.”

*************

“You are bad.” Tara laughs quietly after she activates the silence spell on the room.

“I like driving them nuts.” Buffy admits, leaning against the door, watching as Tara starts to disrobe. Quickly stepping up to Tara, Buffy halts her hands movements.

Raising an eyebrow, Tara looks at Buffy’s hands holding hers. “What we have planned does better without clothes, sweetie.” Tara’s eyes twinkle as she lifts them to look at a lightly blushing slayer.

“Trust me, that is going to happen very soon.” Buffy smiles shyly at Tara as she leads her to the bed.

Tara blinks at Buffy’s uncharacteristic shyness and nervousness. Sitting down on the bed, at Buffy’s urging, Tara watches the slayer intently. “Buffy?”

Buffy bites her lip, glancing up into Tara’s curious blue eyes. “I love you.” Buffy whispers before kneeling down between Tara’s partially spread legs, shifting up slightly to kiss Tara softly.

“I love you, too, baby.” Tara runs a hand through Buffy’s hair, smiling softly at her lover.

Grasping Tara’s left hand between both hers, Buffy rubs her thumb gently over Tara’s fingers. “I know that in this lifetime we haven’t known each other that long, but even before I knew of our past, it felt like I had known you my whole life.” Buffy lifts Tara’s hand to her lips, kissing it softly while using her other hand to pull out the box she’d placed there earlier, never letting the item get too far away from her in the past week. Looking up into Tara’s loving blue eyes, Buffy calms even further at the love she sees shining there for her. Flipping the box open below the edge of the bed, where Tara can’t see it, Buffy considers her next words. “I know that this isn’t something we can do legally, but since we already are in my heart, I thought maybe I should do this. Tara, will you marry me?” Buffy whispers softly as she lifts the gold band with the beautiful opal with two garnets nestled against each side.

“Oh, Goddess.” Tara whispers in shock, her eyes wide as she looks down at the gold band with both their birthstones. Raising her eyes to look into Buffy’s slightly worried gaze, Tara can’t help but smile crookedly. “Sweetie, do you really have any doubt whatsoever what my answer is?”

Buffy let’s out the breath of air she’d unconsciously been holding. Slowly easing her other hand away from Tara, she pulls the ring out of the box. “I guess I shouldn’t, but I did.” Buffy admits softly, smiling up at Tara as she slides the ring on her lover’s finger. Softly kissing the ring and Tara’s finger, Buffy closes her eyes as she feels Tara run her hand softly through her hair, grasping it gently to tug her up.

“Come here, love.” Tara urges Buffy, groaning as she captures Buffy’s lips in an extremely loving kiss.

Moaning as Tara finally pulls away, minutes later, Buffy eases her body back to gently start disrobing her lover. Inhaling deeply at the navy blue bra pushing Tara’s breasts up and together enticingly, with the flesh pillowing out over top the edge, Buffy whimpers loudly.

“Part of your Christmas, love.” Tara smiles at Buffy’s obvious approval.

“Panties too?” Buffy looks up hopefully from where she had been watching her fingers caress over the flesh put on display.

“I guess you’re just going to have to finish what you started to find that out, slayer.” Tara’s eyes twinkle as she looks into Buffy’s love filled eyes. “I have a few presents for you in the closet that aren’t exactly…” Tara blushes lightly, her eyes dropping to half mast. “Aren’t exactly for viewing by the rest of the group.”

Buffy shivers uncontrollably at the husky, sensual tones Tara’s using. “And he said to get some sleep.” Buffy chuckles wickedly. “I sooo think that’s not going to happen tonight.”

“Neither do I.” Tara admits, laughing softly.

“But I think I want to view the rest of this present first.” Buffy shifts to stand, easing Tara off the bed, kissing her softly, before shifting her hands down to finish unbuttoning her shirt. Gently easing the garment off Tara’s shoulders, Buffy places a firm kiss on Tara’s shoulder as the shirt drops to the floor. Kneeling in front of Tara, Buffy looks up, wiggling her eyebrows. “Matching underwear?” Buffy questions as her fingers play around the button at the side of Tara’s skirt.

“Most definitely.” Tara’s eyes twinkle as Buffy unconsciously licks her lips.

“What kind?” Buffy hoarsely questions as she slips the button through the button hole, still watching Tara intently.

“You’ll find out as soon as you finish taking off the skirt.” Tara chuckles at Buffy’s loud groan.

“Promise to put me back together after I explode into a million pieces?” Buffy whispers as she presses her face into Tara’s stomach, kissing the flesh before dipping her tongue and swirling it within her lover’s belly button.

Swallowing hard at her lover’s ministrations, Tara buries both hands in Buffy’s hair, tugging gently. “I think I’m going to be the one exploding, not you.”

“Oh, I’m pretty sure I’m going to explode.” Buffy admits softly as she inhales deeply. “God, you smell so good.” Buffy growls, pressing her face against Tara firmly.

“How come I sometimes think you would be happy just smelling me?” Tara questions, blushing lightly.

Buffy leans back to look up at Tara, her eyes glowing a warm copper. “I’m happy doing anything with you. Holding hands, talking, kissing, hugging, making love, studying…” Buffy shrugs. “Anything, and that includes sniffing.” Buffy wiggles her eyebrows as she inhales deeply again.

“Unless you plan on only sniffing me, I would suggest you proceed, Sarim.” Tara urges softly, shaking Buffy’s head back and forth gently before easing her fingers from Buffy’s hair.

Buffy grins as she works Tara’s zipper down before sliding her fingers between her lover’s skin and the skirt, easing it over her hips and down her thighs, letting it pool around Tara’s feet. With her eyes captured by the thin scrap of silk covering Tara’s mound, Buffy presses her lips against the damp cloth as she drags her fingertips back up the outside of her lover’s thighs.

Tara inhales deeply as Buffy’s rumbles vibrate against her needy clit. “Buffy…” Tara warns softly at her lover’s teasing.

Buffy slowly stands, dragging her fingertips up Tara’s sides, detouring to stroke softly over the flesh begging for her touch. Leaning in and placing a kiss on top of each mound, Buffy finally shifts back and starts to strip her own clothes off, while enjoying the sight of Tara in her navy blue lingerie.

Tara grins and winks at Buffy as she leans to the side, pulling the covers down, before slowly turning her back on Buffy to kneel on the bed, chuckling quietly at the sharp inhale coming from her lover at the view.

Stripping off the rest of her clothes, Buffy steps up behind Tara, running her palms over her lover’s tantalizing flesh. “I hoped, but I honestly didn’t think you would buy g-string underwear.”

Tara presses back into Buffy’s hands as they caress over each butt cheek. “You seem to… like them.” Tara bites her lip as Buffy’s hands are replaced with warm, wet lips pressing firm kisses over her flesh.

“Like them…” Buffy starts before dragging her tongue down the line of the cloth before continuing. “Love you.”

Tara shivers as Buffy shifts the cloth out of the way and her tongue dips between her cheeks. As Buffy starts to gently scrape her teeth over her flesh, Tara whimpers softly.

Pressing her lips over Tara’s butt cheeks, slowly working her way up Tara’s back, Buffy runs her hands over Tara’s stomach to cup her breasts while nipping at a shoulder blade. “Love the lingerie.” Buffy growls quietly, squeezing her lover’s flesh gently.

“Are you…” Tara moans loudly as Buffy starts to pinch her nipples firmly.

“Am I what?” Buffy smiles before continuing to place kisses over Tara’s back, while teasing Tara’s breasts.

“Clothes…off?” Tara finally whimpers out the words as Buffy’s fingers dip in her bra to play over her flesh.

“Don’t think so.” Buffy shakes her head, nipping at Tara. “I like you in this outfit… want this to stay on you for a while.”

“Buffy!” Tara growls quietly, thinking Buffy’s planning on teasing her for hours.

“Not what you think.” Buffy shakes her head, sensing her lover’s thoughts. Tenderly lifting and shifting Tara onto the bed on her back, Buffy captures Tara’s lips with hers moaning at the erotic kiss. Finally easing away, Buffy smiles down into Tara’s heated gaze. “What did you have planned tonight, or do you want to put it off for a while?” Buffy grins at the loud growl coming from her lover. “Later.” Buffy smirks as she kisses her way down Tara’s body, enjoying her lover’s whimpers and growls as Tara tries to buck up into her body, looking for some relief for her aching body.

“Sweetie, be nice.” Tara warns before hooking a leg around Buffy’s, trying to pull her lover down. Not having any luck, Tara wraps both legs around Buffy and lifts her lower body up against her lover.

Buffy smirks as she continues to place kisses over the flesh spilling over Tara’s bra. “Hope you bought more of these.” Buffy sucks on the flesh for a moment, growling at the loud moan coming from Tara.

“A few.” Tara answers hoarsely as she finally eases her body back down onto the bed. Deciding to allow her lover to have her fun, since she obviously isn’t going to be hurried along.

“Good.” Buffy looks up, smiling at her lover. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” Tara grins crookedly and shakes her head. “Do what you want, sweetie.”

Buffy chuckles as she finally eases her lower body down between Tara’s legs, running her fingers over Tara’s flesh, running along the edge of her bra. “Should I go ahead and take these off?” Buffy presses her lips against one of Tara’s nipples poking insistently against the cloth.

“I would like to keep them in tact for a while.” Tara chuckles as Buffy growls and rolls her eyes.

“If you insist.” Buffy eases her fingers to the front closure, gently easing it apart. “God you are beautiful.” Buffy murmurs before capturing a nipple between her lips, sucking gently, while teasing her lover’s other breast with her fingers.

Tara runs her fingers up and down Buffy’s back, digging them in briefly as she reaches her lover’s muscular ass before running them back up her back.

Buffy grinds her body into Tara’s as she starts to become firmer with her nails scraping up and down her back. Releasing Tara’s nipple, Buffy growls playfully before capturing Tara’s lips with her own, plundering her lover’s mouth for long minutes, before finally releasing Tara, panting heavily. “God! I can’t make up my mind whether I want to take things sweet and slow, rough and hard, or somewhere in between.” Buffy drops her head on Tara’s shoulder, smiling as Tara chuckles at her.

“I vote for all of the above.” Tara quickly reverses their position, looking down into Buffy’s copper gaze, smiling at the loud rumbles coming from her lover. “But I want to thank you first for my beautiful ring, my love.” Tara smiles gently at Buffy.

“No thanks are necessary… but they would be greatly appreciated.” Buffy chuckles quietly, enjoying her lover’s twinkling eyes.

“I bet there are other things that would be even more appreciated.” Tara murmurs as she kisses Buffy lovingly. “What do you think?”

“With you, always.” Buffy moans quietly as Tara trails her tongue down her neck, nibbling gently on her shoulder before continuing down to suckle teasingly on one nipple, while teasing the other one with a finger circling around, but not touching the nipple.

“Tara!” Buffy starts to purr even louder at Tara’s touches, burying her hands in the Wicca’s hair, Buffy shifts her body further open as Tara works her way down over her abdomen to flick her tongue teasingly at the start of her mound.

“Goddess, you smell so good.” Tara murmurs as she nips gently at the flesh, working her way down with gentle nips and licks. Smiling as Buffy moans her name loudly. “What do you want, my love?”

“You inside me.” Buffy moans loudly as Tara eases two fingers within her, stroking her gently. “More.” Buffy purrs loudly as her lover slides an additional finger within her while teasing her clit with her tongue. “So good.” Buffy whimpers and presses into her lover’s ministrations.

Tara captures Buffy’s swollen muscle in her mouth, suckling strongly while flicking her tongue over the sensitive clit firmly while stroking within Buffy’s body, curling her middle finger to caress over her lover’s inner muscle.

“YES!” Buffy starts to buck and press her body faster and harder against Tara, feeling the dual pleasure of Tara suckling her while stimulating her g-spot. “So… close…” Buffy warns softly, pulling gently on her lover’s head. As Tara presses up firmly against her g-spot at the same exact moment she scrapes her teeth gently over her hard nub, Buffy literally jerks up off the bed with her release, her body shaking uncontrollably.

Grunting into Buffy’s body as the slayer captures her fingers within her, dragging them in as far as they can go, Tara soothingly strokes her tongue over the slayer’s hot, swollen clit as Buffy continues to shake and shift under her. Pressing soft kisses up the slayer’s body, Tara wiggles her fingers within her lover as much as Buffy’s clenching muscles will allow, smiling at the dampness covering her hand. Pressing her lips firmly against Buffy’s neck, Tara finally whispers. “How are you, my love?”

“Wrecked.” Buffy grunts out, clenching and unclenching her muscles on her lover’s fingers, pressing up as Tara shifts and flicks her thumb over her clit.

“Completely wrecked to where you need a few hours sleep?” Tara smiles as she licks up her lover’s damp neck before placing a quick kiss on her lips. “I bet you’re not wrecked enough to where you couldn’t literally come within a few moments, if I set my mind to it.” On Buffy’s next unclenching, Tara quickly pulls her fingers to just within Buffy’s body before slamming them deeply back within her.

“Tara!” Buffy moans loudly, her body jerking up into her lover’s hand. “I want my turn.” Buffy whimpers out the words as Tara shifts her body so that she’s hovering over her, just barely brushing against her while her fingers are buried deep within her body.

“I’m not stopping you.” Tara grins crookedly at her lover.

Buffy growls as her eyes darken to a hot glowing color. “I want to taste you, Kalina.” Buffy explains.

Feeling another flood of arousal ease from her body at her lover’s words, Tara kisses her quickly and passionately. “All you had to do, was say so.” Tara smirks as she shifts her body around, leaving her fingers within her lover while settling her knees on either side of Buffy after her lover and her shift down slightly on the bed.

Buffy runs her hands up her lover’s inner thighs, smiling at the slickness.

“Are you going to take them off?” Tara murmurs as she places kisses along Buffy’s hips, moaning loudly as Buffy’s fingers play with the strap of the g-string.

“Nope.” Buffy shifts the strap out of the way before urging Tara down to her waiting mouth. Diving her tongue deep within her lover’s body, Buffy laps hungrily at the wetness of Tara’s desire coated lips and opening. Purring continuously as more liquid eases out of Tara, Buffy’s body jerks as Tara starts working her magic on her.

“Goddess, I love you.” Tara murmurs while slowly building Buffy’s body up to a quivering mass of need even as her lover brings her to climax after climax, her body shivering with her releases.

Dragging her tongue strongly over her lover’s body, gathering all the fluid she can, Buffy growls as her body feels like it’s turning into a major electrical conduit. The feeling of desire literally making her vibrate with want and need. “Kalina, please.” Buffy whispers hoarsely, her body pressing up into Tara, while shaking uncontrollably.

Tara groans into Buffy’s sex as she hears the need in her lover’s voice. Quickly tripling her efforts, she works in and out of her lover’s body at a feverish pace for a few moments, feeling Buffy right on the cusp of going over the edge before gently biting down on her lover’s swollen muscle, tipping her over the edge.

“TARAAAA!” Buffy screams, pulling her hands away from where they were stroking Tara to wrap around Tara’s waist, holding on for dear life as the power of her release shoots through her body, making her eyesight fuzzy, and her brain turn to mush as Tara quickly gathered up what she could of the flood.

Tara quickly shifts her body around, holding her shaking lover in her arms tightly as she whispers softly. “Lights off.” Stroking a hand soothingly down Buffy’s body as she slowly calms down, Tara places soft, loving kisses across Buffy’s cheek and neck. “My wonderful, wonderful woman.” Tara smiles as she snuggles against Buffy as Buffy finally comes down from her orgasmic high.

Wrapping her arms around Tara, Buffy smiles as the Wicca eases more onto her. “Love you.” Pressing a firm kiss on Tara’s head, Buffy chuckles softly at the realization that she didn’t get to play as much as she was wanting to.

“What’s funny, love?” Tara questions softly, brushing her cheek against Buffy’s breast as she wiggles her body more on top of her lover.

“I was planning on driving you absolutely crazy tonight, and you pretty much turned the tables.” Buffy gently squeezes Tara.

“Something to look forward to in the future, love. Let’s try to get at least a couple hours sleep before tomorrow.” Tara yawns as Buffy starts to stroke firmly over her back.

“And you’re going to get up early to help cook, aren’t you?” Buffy looks over at the clock, frowning heavily. “Sleep, honey. We have time to play.”

“Just not as much as you might want, huh?” Tara chuckles as Buffy nods her head, whining quietly. “I need a little more sleep than you do, love. But give us time, we’ll be able to make more time for us. Without worrying about the Council anymore, along with the police not looking for Faith, that’s been a weight off everybody’s mind. Now Faith being able to go out regularly on patrol, you two can get it done in record time and be home at decent hours.”

“Hope so.” Buffy scratches Tara’s back gently as the two women relax more against each other. “Get this shit taken care of with the Initiative and hopefully we’ll be good to go for a while.”

“Hope so.” Tara murmurs, her eyes getting heavy as Buffy’s hands slowly put her to sleep.

Buffy presses her lips to Tara’s head as she hears the deepening breath’s of her lover as she falls into a deep sleep, knowing between her hands stroking over her back and the deep purrs that vibrate through her body, it worked as a sleeping tonic for her lover. “I just want to spend my life with you, Kalina. In any way I can, and I’d be happy. We’ll take care of the bad guys and go on until the next bad guy comes along, like we usually do.”