Paradise

Title: Paradise

Codes: Buffy/Willow PWP, NC-17.

Author: AbyKitten

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Authors Notes: This is my Buffy/Willow piece for this months, ‘Pairing of The Month,’ fic challenge. It’s set after season 7, but no real spoilers.


Dedication: To KhiDax for pushing me to write this, even though I bitched and moaned the whole time I was Thank you sweetie, you’re a true friend {{{hugs}}} To Mari, my beta babe and friend, without whom you would never understand what the hell I had written!


Paradise
By
AbyKitten

"Oh, Buffy, it's beautiful!" Willow squealed, getting out of the car and stepping to the edge of the small cliff, looking at the spectacular view below.

Buffy smiled at her friend, loving the look of pure wonder and happiness which covered her face. They had once again saved the world and now that things had calmed down a little Giles thought it was time everyone took a vacation. After much debate, and a few arguments, it was decided they would all go to Hawaii for their much deserved break. Buffy had vacationed there often as a child, with her parents, and wanted so much for her friends to see the beauty of the islands for themselves.

Things were going well and everyone was having a marvellous time, especially Dawn. Even though she had memories of coming to Hawaii with her parents and sister, she knew they weren't real, and getting to experience the culture as well as eyeing up all the cute surfer boys was more than making up for that fact. They were almost at the end of their time away and Buffy wanted Willow to see one of her favourite spots on the island. After dropping Anya, Xander and Dawn off at the beach - the trio had said they wanted to get in some more 'surf watching' time, which Buffy really knew meant guy/girl watching - she had driven Willow to the cove she had always loved so much.

Stepping forward, Buffy put her arm around Willow's shoulder. She needed to spend this time with her best friend, needed to reconnect and rebuild the bond between them which, over the last year, had been stretched almost to the breaking point. She had missed the close friendships she shared with all of the Scoobies, but Willow had always been special and Buffy wanted to get back to the way things had been. So much had happened to tear them apart, both physically and emotionally, and Buffy felt that if life were to get anywhere near to normal again she had to try and be the girl she once had, the girl who loved and laughed, the girl who, despite her calling as the Slayer, could still have room in her life for those she loved.

Feeling Willow's arm go around her waist, Buffy squeezed her friend gently then took her by the hand, leading her down the steep path which led to the beautiful beach below. This was one of the most scenic and secluded spots on the island, so Buffy knew that she would have time alone with her Wiccan friend. Time for them to relax, have fun, and be just Buffy and Willow instead of The Slayer and The Witch. This is what they both needed; this is what would help to bring the closeness back to their friendship.

It was a gloriously warm day and the smell of the Taro leaf, Pink and Yellow Plumeria and Giant Orchids wafted around the girls, almost making them dizzy with the headiness of it all. The colours were an astoundingly vibrant mix of pinks, lavenders, yellows, reds and oranges, yet none of them seemed to detract from the other, blending perfectly to make the surrounding trees and foliage look like a giant tapestry. Making their way down towards the beach below, both Buffy and Willow were spellbound by the beauty around them and gazed in awe at the waterfall which now stood before them. The water cascaded down in three different levels, each with their own beautifully clear pool, before reaching the bottom where the girls now stood at the edge of the large lake. Buffy remembered it being beautiful but never quite like this; it was amazing and she could tell that, probably for the first time in her entire life, Willow Rosenberg was lost for words.

Turning away from the water, the girls laid down their backpacks and the cooler which contained their picnic lunch, setting out the blanket they would use to protect them from the sand. Buffy kicked off her mules and divested herself of the cut off jean shorts she was wearing before laying down on the blanket and sighing as she relaxed. This was wonderful, just what the Doctor had ordered. Turning on her side, Buffy watched her best friend take off her clothes too, till she was wearing only her tight pink bikini. Willow reached inside her bag and pulled out a bottle of sunscreen and began rubbing it over her exposed skin. As much as she loved to bake, she didn't like to burn and with her fair skin it was always a certainty, so she never took any chances.

Buffy watched Willow intently rubbing the lotion over her pale skin and smiled at the look of sheer concentration on her friend’s face. She was so caught up in watching Willow's hand move over her small yet surprisingly taut and muscular frame, that she didn't realise the other girl had spoken to her until the red-head snapped her fingers in front of Buffy's eyes.

"Hellooooooo, Earth to Buffy, come in, Buffy?" Willow said, grinning at the blonde laying beside her.

"Huh?" Buffy replied, her head shooting up to meet Willow's now laughing features.

"You kinda zoned out there, Buff, something wrong?" the Wiccan asked, her brow creasing slightly.

"No, no, nothing wrong," the blonde Slayer replied, blushing slightly at being caught staring at her friend.

"Good. So, can you help me out or not?" Willow asked, grinning once more. Putting her friend on the spot like she had, and seeing the Slayer blush, made Willow feel naughty. The feeling was heightened by the Witch knowing Buffy hadn’t heard a word of what she’d said earlier. She almost felt bad for it, but it was how things used to be between them and she wanted it to be that way again.

"Yeah, sure!" Buffy replied trying to keep the nervousness out of her voice. She didn't have a clue what Willow was talking about, but she figured since it was her friend it couldn't be that bad.

Willow turned round to Buffy and handed her the bottle of lotion before turning back to face the water once more. After a beat, Buffy realised Willow had asked her to rub some lotion on her back. Breathing a short sigh of relief, she sat up and squeezed some of the white goo onto her palms before beginning to rub it over the smooth skin of Willow's back. She gently massaged the lotion into the redhead's skin, feeling the muscles contract and move when she would hit a particularly pleasant spot. She began rubbing a little harder and Willow moaned slightly, her head falling forward onto her chest at the feel of the blonde's strong touch. Buffy could feel her breathing quicken each time Willow moaned or sighed. As a slight film of sweat began to gather between her breasts and on her top lip she felt as if she were on fire, and she soon realised that she was becoming wet too. She knew she should stop, she shouldn't be having this kind of reaction to the simple sounds of pleasure emanating from her friend, but she continued rubbing her hands over Willow's skin concentrating on the areas the young Witch seemed to like best.

Willow heard herself moan, and felt a shiver of desire run through her body at each touch of Buffy's hands. Her emotions were in a jumble; she was enjoying this and, if truth be told, she wanted more, but could she let herself, could she let Buffy? She had always known that her feelings for Buffy were more than simple friendship but had never been sure if it was a case of good old-fashioned hero worship or lust. The old saying was definitely true here: she didn't know whether she wanted to be Buffy or screw her. In the years before she met Tara, she tried to convince herself that it was a strong case of hero worship and that the low down tingle she felt when she was around the blonde was not in any way related to the naughty dreams and thoughts she had.

Feeling another shiver course through her body, Willow knew she needed to make a decision, and soon, or things were going to get out of hand. She wasn't sure either of them were ready for that. Taking a deep breath, she turned her head and smiled at the blonde, “Thanks Buffy, that was great.” Willow grinned, winking at her now rapidly blushing friend.

“Eh…you're welcome,” Buffy stammered, handing Willow the bottle of lotion.

“Would you like me to rub you?” the red-head asked, trying to act innocent.

“I…I…I…s-sure,” Buffy squeaked, blinking rapidly.

The thought of Willow rubbing her hands over her body made Buffy almost lose control. Her blood began pumping rapidly through her veins, her breathing became shallow, her pupils dilated, her palms became clammy and a sudden rush of moisture gathered between her thighs. 'This should not be happening,' Buffy thought frantically, 'this is my best friend. I know I wanted to get the closeness back in our relationship, but this is ridiculous!' Closing her eyes and trying to centre herself, Buffy smiled at her friend before laying face down on her towel.

Willow grinned; she had seen Buffy's reaction to her question and knew that the Slayer was feeling just more than a little aroused. She'd seen it in Buffy before, when she'd been around Angel, and latterly Spike, so she knew how to recognise the signs. With a wicked smile on her face, Willow straddled Buffy's thighs, pressing herself against the other woman's buttocks. She felt her friend momentarily tense beneath her and wondered if perhaps she was doing the wrong thing. Shrugging mentally, she decided she had gone too far now to turn back.

“This might feel a little cold,” she warned, squirting a good dollop of the lotion onto the blonde's back.

Buffy bucked beneath Willow as the cool cream landed between her shoulder blades, forcing her butt further up between the red-heads legs. Both women gasped at the almost electrical jolt of desire that hit them.

Feeling Buffy tense up again, Willow rubbed her shoulders gently and bent over, whispering into the other girls ear, “shhhhh, it's ok, just relax.”

'Relax?! How the hell am I supposed to do that?' Buffy thought, 'She's pressed up against me all soft and smooth with her tongue almost in my ear, and she wants me to relax???'

Willow smiled again, she could almost hear Buffy's thoughts and knew it would be something along the lines of 'how am I supposed to relax when she's touching me like that and breathing all over me?' Her work was almost done. Slipping her hands over Buffy's shoulders and up to her neck, Willow began to untie the neck string of the blonde's bikini before moving down and doing the same thing to the remaining string of the top. Ignoring the fact that Buffy had once again tensed beneath her, Willow carried on rubbing in the lotion, knowing that the Slayer would soon relax again and hopefully get into the moment.

Willow rubbed her hands together before bringing them down to Buffy's back. Starting from the blonde's neck, she massaged the now warm lotion into the already tanned skinned beneath her. Having given her best friend massages after a hard night of slaying, Willow knew where Buffy's 'hot spots' were and so made straight for them, knowing exactly what kind of reaction Buffy would have. She was right; the minute she touched the soft spot between Buffy's neck and shoulder, the blonde began to sigh and moan. Willow loved those sounds and had always had to work so hard at keeping herself under control when she had heard them, but now she was throwing caution to the wind and just letting herself go.

Moving her hands slowly down the Slayer’s back, Willow gently rubbed the supple flesh, loving the feel of the strong muscles beneath the skin pulse and contract at her touch. Reaching the middle of Buffy's back, the red-head let her motions become more of a caress, especially when her hands wandered up and down Buffy's sides. After doing this for a few minutes, Willow decided to step up her movements and as she moved her hands up Buffy's waist, she let her fingers brush over the sides of the blonde's breasts, causing Buffy to gasp and Willow to moan softly.

Not wanting to frighten her friend too much, the Witch pulled back slightly and scooted further down the blonde's body till she was sitting on her thighs. She began rubbing the lotion further down Buffy's back, and when she encountered the other girl's bikini bottoms the red-head had a wicked thought and grinned to herself. Grasping the elastic of the panties, she began to pull them over her friend's hips and buttocks. Buffy raised her head and looked back at Willow with a confused expression on her face.

“Well, I thought since this place was so secluded, you might like to go for the all over tan,” Willow said, answering Buffy's unasked question.

Seeing the look of reassurance on her friend's face, Buffy swallowed nervously before nodding her head and once again burying her face in her arms.

Willow wanted to pump her fist into the air, but settled for grinning like the cat that had got the cream. Pulling a little harder on the bikini bottoms, she gave Buffy a slight nudge with her thigh, letting the blonde know she would need to raise her hips a little if she were to get them off. Buffy raised her hips, giving the red-head all the access she needed and in one swift motion she had them off, exposing the beautiful creamy skin of Buffy's butt. Willow wanted to drool at the sight and even more than that, she wanted to bend down and kiss the rounded flesh, letting her tongue glide over the perfect cheeks.

Giving herself a mental shake, the red-head once again lifted the bottle of lotion and squeezed some onto the small of Buffy's back, just where it met her ass. She set about rubbing the lotion in, at first only letting her hands touch the blonde's back, but it soon became too much for her and Willow let her fingers trace down onto the Slayer's butt, kneading it gently but thoroughly. The feeling of the supple flesh beneath Willow's fingers was almost driving her insane. How long had she wanted to do this? How many times, when she had seen Buffy in her panties or a bikini, had she just wanted to walk over and touch the other girl's bottom? Too damned long and now she was getting to and it was beyond even her wildest dreams.

Biting her lip to stop herself from moaning, Willow let her hands follow the curve of the blonde's ass; her fingers gently tickling the crease between buttock and thigh. This caused Buffy to shudder beneath her and Willow could feel another sudden rush of desire flood over her. Knowing that she shouldn't really be doing this but le tle to stop herself, she let her fingers trail up the cleft of Buffy's butt before letting it go back downwards, this time gently probing between the fleshy cheeks. The blonde moaned loudly and it took all of Willow’s will power not to just flip her friend over and ravage her. Taking a deep breath, she moved off Buffy and to the side so as she had better access to the Slayer's thighs.

Buffy could hardly believe this was happening. Willow, her shy little Willow, was sitting on her thighs caressing her butt and turning her on so much that she was sure if the red-head looked closely she would see the flood of moisture on the towel below them. She was trying hard not to moan with each touch of the other woman's hands, but it was becoming increasingly more difficult. She was finished when she felt the Witch's long fingers graze the inside of her ass cheeks. A long slow moan escaped her lips and her nipples stiffened in response as a rush of wetness leaked from her centre. Scrunching her eyes tightly together and grasping the towel in her fists, Buffy willed herself to calm down, but it wasn't working, especially when she felt Willow move off her and begin to rub her now vacant thighs.

Willow loved every minute of this, loved how much her best friend was turned on by her. She always knew Buffy wasn't as straight as everyone thought, having seen how she acted around Faith, and knew that if the blonde would give up her control just a little that she would give in to her desires and take a woman into her bed. The Witch had always wanted to be the first one to do that but never thought Buffy felt more than sisterly love for her. It was apparent now, by both the noises she was making and the delicious smell of arousal that was wafting off her, that Buffy did indeed have feelings of a sexual nature towards her best friend.

Rubbing the last of the lotion into Buffy's thighs, Willow sat back on her haunches and once again admired the lithe body of the Slayer. Knowing she had gone too far to stop now and that she really didn't want to, Willow caressed Buffy's back once more, letting her fingers drag round onto the sides of the blonde's breasts.

“Buffy, turn over?” The red-head asked, feeling a knot in the pit of her stomach. What if she had gone too far? What if Buffy never spoke to her again or, even worse, what if she beat the crap out of her right here and now?

The sensations running through Buffy's body were almost driving her to the brink of insanity; the touch of Willow's deft fingers against her now overheated flesh was causing her heart to make rapid staccato beats, her blood pound through her veins so hard that it left a humming noise in her ears. It was through this humming that Buffy heard the small yet commanding voice of Willow asking her to turn over and for a second, the world seemed to stand still.

Taking a deep breath and willing herself to calm down a little, Buffy thought about what her best friend had just asked of her. She knew if she turned over this was going to go further than either of them ever thought and she wasn't sure if she could handle that. She knew without a shadow of a doubt she wanted Willow in the worst way, but was this going to be a one time thing? Was this just the red-head’s way of helping them get the closeness back in their relationship? Buffy knew she cared deeply for Willow and it was obvious by the way her body was reacting to the Witch's touch that she was attracted to her too, but did she love her in the way that Tara had loved Willow? Thinking back over the seven years they had been together and everything they had gone through, Buffy felt a great weight being lifted from her shoulders. Yes, she did love Willow and yes, it was in that special lovers-only way. Nodding to herself, she took one more breath and turned over to face her friend.

Willow felt her heart skip as beat as she saw the beautiful blonde beside her turn over. She always knew Buffy was exquisite; it wasn't as if she hadn't seen her friend almost naked on several occasions, but to see her now completely divested of her clothes and laid out before her was more than Willow could ever have imagined. Buffy was truly stunning, her lightly tanned skin was smooth and perfect, her small pert breasts were topped with light pink nipples which were taut and erect, just begging to be sucked and nipped. Her stomach was flat, a little too flat Willow thought to herself absently, and it led to beautifully rounded hips and a perfect mound covered with a neatly trimmed bush of dark blonde curls.

Looking up into the Slayer’s flushed face, Willow let Buffy know with only her eyes just how much she desired her. Coming closer to the blonde and laying herself out alongside her, Willow gently brushed back a few strands of hair which had fallen into her friend’s face and smiled shyly.
“You don't have to do this if you don't want to, Buffy, I'll understand,” the red-head said quietly, reassuring her friend this was not something she HAD to do.

Bringing her own hand up to Willow's face, Buffy gently stroked the soft skin, tracing the lines of her best friend's nose and cheeks. “I want to Willow, in fact, I've wanted to for a long time. It’s just that it's taken me all this time to give into it,” the blonde answered, nodding slightly.

Looking deeply into her friends light hazel eyes, Willow brought her face down and captured Buffy's lips in a gentle and undemanding kiss. This was the first time the women had shared a kiss which was more than that of a friendly peck and the feeling was electric. What started off soft and gentle soon became heated and passionate with both women fighting for dominance. Willow had the upper hand, though, and laid herself over Buffy and licked at the blonde's lips demanding entrance. The Slayer acquiesced and moaned at the first touch of the red-head's tongue against her own.

Arching up and pushing herself closer to Willow's body, the blonde whimpered as her breasts came in contact with her friend's, but she was disappointed to find that Willow was still wearing her bikini and so the contact she wanted was not the contact she was getting. Bringing her hands up, Buffy unclipped the clasp which was holding the top on her friend's body and tugged gently at it till it came away in her hand. Throwing it across the sand, she once again pulled Willow down to her and felt for the first time skin against skin, hard nipples pushing against hard nipples. The sensation was amazing and both women gasped before losing themselves once more in the deep and heated kisses.

Taking the lead, Willow kissed her way from Buffy's mouth over her chin and down to her neck. She knew this was a sensitive spot for her friend and so made sure that every inch of skin there was licked, kissed and nibbled before she settled on Buffy's pulse point and sucked none too gently. Hearing the blonde moan and feeling her shiver, the red-head smiled to herself and scraped her teeth over the same spot she had just sucked. It was driving Buffy wild and Willow couldn't help but moan herself as her new lover pushed her breasts closer and lifted her hips up from the towel.

Moving down from Buffy's neck, Willow licked a wet path down over the blonde's breasts, making patterns with her tongue but being sure to never touch the now painfully erect nipples before her. Buffy was moaning constantly now and her head was thrown back, eyes tightly closed. This sight alone was turning Willow on more than she could have imagined and soon she took pity on both herself and the Slayer and let her mouth latch onto the closest nipple. Sucking hard, she flicked her tongue over the tip, the movement causing Buffy to writhe beneath her and the blonde's hand to come up and hold the Witch exactly where she wanted her.

Willow's hands were busy too; they were tracing patterns over Buffy's stomach, sides and hips, caressing the warm flesh and mapping out the places the blonde liked to be touched most. Bringing her hands up to Buffy's breasts, Willow caressed and squeezed them, licking a path from one nipple to the other, sucking and biting each one in turn. She could feel the arousal building in the Slayer and knew that the other woman wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.
Sliding herself further down the blonde's body, she kissed and licked the spots she had earlier traced with her fingers and was rewarded with Buffy bucking up and gasping with each touch of the red-head's tongue.

Getting closer to the point of no return, Willow could smell the scent of Buffy's arousal; it was delicious and far more sweet and tempting than even the smell of freshly baked muffins in the morning. Her mouth began to water and her own body began to throb. Kissing the blonde's mound gently, letting the light curls tickle her nose, Willow gently opened Buffy's legs and for the first time got a look at the woman's beautiful pink folds which were now swollen and soaked with her juices.

Licking her lips, the red-head brought her face down between her friend's legs and took a deep breath, letting the sweet yet musky scent of her lover wash over her. If she'd thought she felt dizzy with the heady aroma of the flowers surrounding her, Willow felt positively high on the scent of the woman before her. She couldn't hold back any longer; she had waited a long time for this and now she was going to eat her fill. Licking slowly on the blonde's outer lips, the red-head got her first taste of Slayer sweetness and her mouth watered more than she ever thought it could. Lapping up every little drop that had escaped to the other woman's labia, Willow took the lips into her mouth and sucked, causing Buffy to push her hips up into the Witch's face.

Willow teased Buffy for a while, going between licking and sucking on the blonde's outer lips, but soon it became too much for the both of them and the red-head had to taste more. Using her fingers to open up her lover to her, Willow saw Buffy's swollen and throbbing clit, it was at least double its normal size and pulsed with every beat of Buffy's heart. Her opening was soaked, and with each breath Willow took closer to it a sweet flood of nectar spilled forth. It took Willow's breath away and for a moment she lost herself in admiring the beauty of the woman below her. All too soon the pleading whimpers of the blonde reached her ears and she brought her mouth down to the woman and licked a long slow path from her vagina to her clit.

Buffy wanted to scream, the touch of Willow's tongue against her opening was amazing and the blonde bucked her hips up to the questing mouth in an attempt to make the red-head move faster and deeper. She needed this so much; it had been too long since someone had made love to her like this. The last person she had been with was Spike, and although he was good, it hadn’t been love and it was nothing compared to this. Buffy had never been with another women before and the fact that it was Willow who was doing it only made it all the more pleasurable. Bringing her hand up and wrapping her fingers in the deep red tresses, Buffy let Willow know exactly what she wanted.

Feeling Buffy wrap her fingers in her hair, Willow knew it was time to step up the pace and so buried her face completely in her lover’s crotch. Pushing her tongue deep inside the blonde, the Witch was rewarded with keening cries and a flood of wetness seeping onto her tongue. She drank everything Buffy had to offer and moved her tongue up to the other woman's clit in an effort to draw more of the precious liquid out. Taking the blonde's clit into her mouth, Willow sucked gently before flicking the tip of her tongue over the head of the nubbin, feeling Buffy buck harder and moan louder. Moving her tongue in a figure-of-eight, Willow licked around the Slayer's clitoral hood down to her opening and back up, making sure never to touch the sensitive tip of the bundle of nerves. Using the flat of her tongue, she lapped at Buffy, much like a dog would if it were licking your hand, and the added pressure soon had the blonde's hips rising and falling in a steady rhythm.

Knowing that Buffy wasn't going to last much longer, Willow brought her hand up to the blonde's opening and slid two fingers deep within her, feeling the velvety walls of her lover contract around her fingers and draw them deeper inside. Pushing her tongue back against Buffy’s clit, Willow set up a fast pace which Buffy met thrust for thrust. Her fingers delved in and out of the blonde, her tongue working mercilessly on the now even more swollen nubbin, in the punishing rhythm which was pushing the Slayer closer and closer to her orgasm.

Buffy was gasping and moaning with each breath, her head whipping from side to side, her body bucking wildly. She knew she was reaching the end, knew that she was going to come and that it would be one of the best orgasms she had ever had.

Willow had a talented mouth and knew instinctively where she should touch Buffy to get the best responses. Pushing her fingers deeper into the blonde, she changed her angle and curled her fingers touching the special spot deep within her lover which she knew would take her crashing over the edge. At the same time, she clamped her mouth fully over the other woman's clit and sucked hard before biting down gently.

It was all Buffy needed and her entire body arched off the towel, a scream of pure ecstasy ripped from her throat. “Willoooooooow,” she howled, grabbing onto the Witch's head.

Willow licked and sucked for all she was worth, feeling the blonde's juices flood from her body and run down her chin and onto her neck. Willow loved this, loved the fact that she had made her best friend, and now her lover, have such an intense and powerful orgasm. She continued to suck and nip and Buffy's clit and folds until all the blonde could do was gently shudder and sigh.

After licking all of the wetness up from around Buffy's opening, Willow pulled herself back up her lover's body and looked in awe at the beauty before her. Buffy was always gorgeous, but in the aftermath of her passion she was truly stunning. Her hair was mussed, her eyes glazed, her skin flushed and her chest rose and fell in a rhythm causing her breasts to jiggle slightly. The red-head was mesmerised and didn't hear what Buffy said until she felt the blonde's fingers trace her lips.

“That was wonderful,” Buffy sighed, smiling. “I always knew you were a good lover; I could tell by how sated Tara always looked, but to get to experience it for myself, well…wow.”

Willow blushed scarlet at her friend's words but was secretly pleased with the compliment which had just been paid to her. She smiled shyly at Buffy before bringing her head down for a kiss.

The blonde Slayer kissed the red-head, tasting herself on the other woman's lips. It was something she had experienced before with Spike, but now it seemed more exciting, more right. With all the love she had inside, she kissed the Witch passionately, letting her know that this was not just going to be a one time thing, that this was something she had waited a long time for and was not going to give it up.

The kiss soon escalated and both women were panting once more. Buffy was still more than a little aroused but her need to give Willow pleasure far outweighed the thought of her own. Pushing Willow down, so that she was now on the bottom, Buffy straddled her lover and deepened the kiss. She had never been with another woman but the blonde thought if she did what she liked to have done to her, she wouldn't go far wrong, plus Willow would let her know if she were doing the right thing or not.

Tearing her lips away from the red-head’s, Buffy kissed all over the beautiful freckled face beneath her. From Willow's forehead down over her eyes and nose, across her cheeks and down to her jaw line before moving onto the Witch's neck. Just like her own, Willow's neck was particularly sensitive and Buffy kissed and licked her way around it, nipping at the most sensitive of spots. The red-head moaned her approval and brought her hands up to Buffy's back, tracing patterns with her ers.ers.

Kissing her way downward, Buffy sucked on Willow's collar bone before spreading a small flurry of kisses over her chest and down to her breasts. The red-head's bust was bigger then hers, but the breasts were perfectly rounded and tipped by nipples just a shade or two darker than her own. Seeing how painfully erect the Witch's nipples were, Buffy took one into her mouth and suckled on it, loving the feel of the puckered flesh on her tongue. Hearing Willow moan gave the blonde all the encouragement she needed and she sucked harder before scraping her teeth from the areola to the tip. She did this with each breast in turn until the nipples looked impossibly swollen. Buffy knew that Willow would be ready for her; she'd felt the red-head's arousal grow and knew that she had already been turned on so much by making love to the Slayer, that it would be easy for her to pleasure Willow just as she wanted.

Moving her hand down from where it was caressing the Witch's breast, Buffy brought her hand over Willow's stomach and was annoyed to encounter the bikini bottoms which the red-head still wore. Pulling at them, she encouraged Willow to lift her hips and slipped the pink panties over the other woman's hips and down her long and lithe legs, before throwing them in the general direction she had thrown the top before. Trailing her hand up from Willow's knee to her thigh, Buffy could feel the red-head tremble beneath her. She manoeuvred herself till she was between the Witch's legs and was assaulted by the smell of Willow's arousal. It was intoxicating and Buffy was sure she had never smelled anything as delicious.

Once again taking a puckered nipple between her lips, the Slayer opened her friend's labia with her fingers and gently rubbed the hard clit she could feel there. Willow gasped and pushed her hand into Buffy's hair, letting the blonde tresses tangle through her fingers.

Using the movements which she liked best, Buffy caressed and flicked Willow’s clit and opening with her fingers. Feeling the re-head's juices pouring out onto her hand, Buffy knew that the Witch was more than ready. Taking two fingers, she pushed them up inside her lover, using her thumb to keep the pressure on Willow's clit. Using her Slayer strength to her advantage, the blonde pumped in and out of Willow, making sure to hit her favourite spot with each thrust. She could feel the red-head's walls contracting around her fingers and the sticky liquid which had been flowing freely before now seemed to run like a tap. Lifting her head from her friend's breast, Buffy watched Willow's face contort in pleasure, her cheeks were flushed, her mouth formed a small perfect 'oh' and her eyes fluttered closed. Buffy was sure she had never seen Willow look more beautiful and she brought her face down to the Witch's, capturing her lips in a deep and powerful kiss.

It was all Willow needed and with one last thrust of Buffy's hand, the Witch began to shake before bucking her hips up. Her insides contracted, rapidly grasping the Slayer's fingers deep within her, holding her inside. Ripping her mouth away from Buffy's, she let out an almost feral growl and tears began to leak from her eyes.

Buffy continued to work Willow until she felt the red-head's internal muscles begin to relax before she gently removed her fingers, laying her palm over the other woman's mound and holding her in a comforting gesture.

Coming back to herself, Willow turned to look at Buffy and was surprised to see tears glistening in her eyes. “Did I hurt you?” The Witch asked her eyes wide with concern.

Buffy chuckled slightly. “No, of course you didn't. You know, Slayer strength,” the blonde answered, wiggling her fingers.

“Then why are there tears?” Willow questioned as she turned slightly to the side so as she could get a better look at her lover.

Buffy smiled and shrugged. “I guess I'm just happy. I've waited for a long time to feel like this, Willow. To have it be with you, well, it's just more than I could ever have hoped for.”

The red-head smiled brightly at her friend’s words and pulled the other woman into a warm embrace. “I know just how you feel, Buffy. I have wanted this for the longest time, but never thought it would happen.” She pulled back and looked into the blonde's face. “I loved Tara with all my heart and losing her was awful. I never thought I would ever feel like that again. Kennedy helped me to feel again; it wasn't love, not for either of us, but it did help me to get to where I am today.”

Buffy looked at the Witch questioningly. “Where you are today?”

Stroking the Slayer's hair Willow looked deep into Buffy eyes, her own deep emerald ones shining with love. “Here with you, loving again,” She replied before continuing, “I've always loved you, Buffy, but after Tara died I swore I would never open my heart to anyone again, especially you. I couldn't stand to lose you again, and so not loving you seemed the easiest way.”

Buffy nodded, understanding fully what her friend meant. She had been the same way for a long time and it was Spike, the unlikeliest of people, who had been able to open up her heart.

“Kennedy showed me that even though loving you and losing you would hurt just as much, if not more than losing Tara, it was worth it. Worth giving you my heart for however long or short a period of time we have.” Willow said, tears beginning to form in her eyes now too.

“I know, Wills, and I'm just so glad we did finally get to tell and show one another,” Buffy answered, wiping away the tears which had now escaped the red-head's eyes. “I love you, Willow Rosenberg, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, however long that is.”

Willow beamed at her lover. “I love you too, Buffy. I always have and I always will.”

The women pulled each other into a tight embrace before once again losing themselves in the loving and passionate kisses only two people who have given their hearts to one another can share.

The End!