Play Ball!

Sorry for such a long delay folks…if you’ve checked my story listings you’ll see I got carried away with a few new stories and let this one drop for a bit. But, hey – I’m back to it, so I hope you all enjoy this next chapter (long awaited I know). Thanks for all reviews and your patience.
MoonD


The Heat Is On

Staggering out of the alley way to search for anything they could use to fight the demon that was currently lumbering toward her despite the broken knee Buffy had given him, Tara hears, “The hubcap, Tar – toss it to me!” as she looks down to see the rusty item the Slayer has requested.

Picking it up in shaking hands Tara waits until she can see her friend from around the slobbering beast then steadies her hand saying, “Buffy, catch!” as she flings the rusted dirty metal disk to the waiting hand of the Slayer who flips once to bring herself over the back of the demon.

Slicing in a downward arch to catch the confused beast under it’s flabby neck Buffy severs most of the fatty tissue there causing it’s head to flop back as she sends a kick to it’s chest before landing between the dying demon and Tara.

With a hand out behind her to keep her friend back, Buffy watches the fallen creature as it begins to dissolve into a puddle of smelling blue and red goo saying, “Aw, shit.” seeing that she is covered in the demon’s saliva and blood having gotten splattered during their fight. Turning to Tara she sees the Wiccan is pretty saturated as well and tells her in a strained voice, “Tar, we’ve got to get this stuff off of us.”

Hearing the note of panic in her normally non-panicky friend as she wipes at her face uselessly trying to free her skin of the slimy goo Tara snaps her eyes to Buffy asking, “W-what is it?” only to have Buffy grab her by the hand and begin running with the worried witch toward UCS saying, “Something we really don’t need right now.”

Not understanding what the problem is seeing that at one time or another every Scoobie had been slathered in demon slime, blood and guts Tara shakes her head worriedly pulling back on Buffy’s hand to say, “Buffy, Sweetie – wait.” causing the very focused Slayer to slow but not stop as Buffy looks over her shoulder at Tara to see what the problem was.

Not willing to risk the effects of the demon slime getting into hers or Tara’s systems but realizing her behavior was scarring the Wiccan Buffy keeps the walking toward the campus but tells the blonde witch, “That was an Amorsas Demon, Tar.” hoping Tara would understand just what that meant.
Eyes widening in realization as the name Amorsas triggers her memories Tara reaches down to pull off first one heeled boot as she tries to keep moving then the other saying, “Run Slayer, I may want you like nobody’s business but not while under the influence of this shit.” and picks up her pace thankful that her softball training has given her the ability to run harder and faster than before she got into the sport.

A goofy smile spreads across Buffy’s face as she too picks up her pace matching Tara’s strong stride, part of her appreciating the ease her friend shows in running this fast and she thinks, “Tara wants me! Wants – wants me! Yeehaw! Oh yeah, but she’s right – not like this.” as they reach the college to begin making their way toward Stevenson Hall.

With her keys in hand as they race up the stairs toward her dorm room Tara says almost breathlessly, “Goddess I am so glad I got my own bathroom this year.” causing Buffy to chuckle softly panting as Tara slips the key in the lock opening the door pulling the Slayer along with her before shutting it tight.

Bending down to unlace her boots enough to kick them off Buffy inquires, “Um, Tar, if this stuff does start affecting either of us, you know what that means, right?” seeing that the woman was disrobing quickly just as she was and Tara says, “It means, Sweetie that we will end up fucking like rabbits until it wears off and though I am not adverse to fucking like rabbits I would really rather our first time be a little more with the love-making and less with the all out fucking.”

Gaping incredulously at the obviously not-so-shy witch Buffy drops her bra to stare at the nearly naked woman who just proclaimed she wanted to make love to her and breathes, “Tara.” causing the Wiccan to stop and stare at her realizing what she had just said and how easily she had said it.

Smiling sweetly at the soon to be not so straight Slayer who has grown to mean so much to her Tara slides her panties down to deposit with the rest of her ruined clothes saying, “Buffy I told you no expectations, no pressure. I love you, Sweetie.” and watches as Buffy’s eyes glisten with unshed tears before reality kicks in then the emotional Slayer says, “Shower now – talk later.”

Nodding her head seriously though seeing the woman of her most recent fantasies standing naked before her even covered in demon goo, Tara feels a shot of arousal streak through her body and muffles a groan of desire while turning to start the shower with Buffy stepping into the stall saying, “I’ll try to hurry so you can get in.”

Shaking her head Tara steps in after her saying, “Huh-uh Slayer, I’ll wash your back you wash mine. No time for chivalry here and neither of us will be able to tell if we’ve got it all off on our own.”

Knowing that Tara’s plan makes the most sense but feeling her own arousal coursing through her from her post-slayage hornies Buffy grits her teeth grating, “Right, I can do this.” making Tara chuckle deeply while dumping shampoo into her hands to begin lathering the Slayer’s hair asking, “You didn’t get any cuts or scratches did you, Sweetie?” as she checks for herself with probing fingers over Buffy’s scalp.

Unable to control it Buffy releases a moan of pleasure at Tara’s fingers massaging through her hair and over her scalp as she answers softly, “Can’t feel any.” not noticing how her reaction to the hair washing affects the overly aroused Wiccan as Tara turns her to rinse off the shampoo while squeezing her thighs together in an effort to quench the quickly building inferno between her legs.

Feeling herself to be thoroughly washed and rinsed Buffy shifts around to trade places with Tara and comes face to breasts with the Wiccan causing her horniness meter to skyrocket as Tara stands panting with one hand on the wall to steady herself while holding her other hand under the water to rinse out a small cut along her palm breathing out, “Fuck, it got me.”

Hearing these words Buffy’s eyes finally break contact with the full, beautiful breasts in front of her to see that Tara was right, the cut was small but it was on the hand the witch had used to try and wipe the slime from her face earlier and Buffy growls, “Shit, I am so sorry Tar.”
But is surprised at the response she gets from Tara who laughs huskily as she moves under the water to pre-rinse the splatter from her hair.

Eyebrow quirked curiously Buffy pours shampoo into her hands to begin helping Tara wash her hair commenting tentatively, “Um, ok so you got hit with his slime, doesn’t have to mean it has to affect you strongly, Tar. I mean maybe you didn’t absorb much, right?”

Keeping her eyes closed as Buffy efficiently scrubs her scalp and hair clean Tara can feel the affects of the lust demon’s slime as it races through her blood, overheating it, making the usually calm woman want to reach out and take Buffy right here and now as she pants telling her friend, “Buff, I can already feel it, so no – not much for the maybe it didn’t absorb much, theory.”

Gasping into an arch of pleasure as the unwitting Slayer’s smaller breasts graze her hardened nipples while Buffy stands on her tippy-toes to finish rinsing Tara’s hair the infected woman grabs the shocked Slayer around the waist to pull against her firmly growling, “Fuuck yeeah!” before latching onto Buffy's lips kissing her fervently.

TBC