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Wild Horses

Author: WillowFever
Rating: PG to R
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Disclaimer: I don't own Willow and Tara, if I did I would set them free...

Willow smiled as Tara's fingers slowly interlaced with her own. The plane had just touched down in Ohio and both were happy to be home, but reluctant to mention their separate living conditions.

As quickly as they could, they exited the plane. Thankfully, there were no major hold ups at the luggage claim and soon they found themselves in the back of another long limo, heading back to Chillicothe. As the lights of the city faded away, Willow felt torn by her racing thoughts.

<Just ask her... the worst thing she can do is say no... then I'll feel like a complete dork... but what if she says yes... then I can do a happy dance and get Tara snuggles every night... I should say something... anything.>

Willow looked over at the blonde goddess sitting next to her and smiled. Tara could sense a wave of nervousness in the car... she just couldn't tell if it was hers or Willow's.

They would be back at the farm in less than forty-five minutes and so far the ride home had been oddly silent. No deep discussions or mindless babble, just comfortably odd silence accompanied by hand squeezing and sideways glances.

"So... you wanna..."

Tara watched as a thousand and one expressions danced across Willow's face.

"Listen to the radio?"


Tara scrunched her brows together then nodded her head.


Willow reached for the button that would bring the radio to life and gave it a push. She knew that someone was singing but somehow the feel of Tara's hand sliding back into her own silenced the air around Willow's ears.

<She just touches me and I lose all my senses... she fills every square inch of my being... she's in my space... no... she is my space... our space is one... we flow like a river... no beginning no end... just gentle flowing... of course there are occasional rapids... but that would be more like rapids of ecstacy... mmmmmm... mind blowing rapids... ohhh yeah.>

Tara watched as Willow's face displayed a variety of expressions. There seemed to be amazement... and contentment... and something that looked as if a light bulb should pop over Willow's head and then there was that last look... the look Tara had seen a few hours ago in the privacy of their room.

"Willow... are you okay?"

The red head smiled at the blonde as she leaned in and captured her lips in a quick kiss.

"I don't think it is possible to feel any better at this moment."

<Actually... there is one thing that could make me feel better... if I would just ask you to move in with me and you would say yes and we could rearrange the bedroom... and... well... the whole house for that matter.>

"Me either."

<Unless, of course I didn't have to go back to a lonely house...>

Tara leaned her head over on Willow's shoulder and closed her eyes. She took a deep breath and let out a soft sigh.

"You always smell so good."

Willow rested her head on her lover's as the limo they rode in rolled closer to the farm.

"Mmmmmm... thank you."

Tara ran her fingers down the top of Willow's jean clad thigh. Slowly, she traced the seam back up and smiled as she heard the red head's breath catch as she followed up and over and down the other leg.

"You know... we still have a few minutes before we get home."


The blonde looked up and saw the fire burning in her lover's eyes. She could deny Willow nothing.

"Actually... I have a little surprise for you."

The blonde sat up and grinned at the look of anticipation crossing her lover's face. Slowly, Tara straddled the red head. She pulled her skirt up just far enough to easily move her legs.

"I was gonna wait until we got home... but I don't feel much like waiting anymore."

Willow licked her lips as the blonde began unbuttoning her blouse. She knew what awaited her and it was all she could do not to raise her hands and help Tara with the small buttons on the blonde's shirt.

The red head rested her hands on the blonde's hips and watched as a white lacy bra came into view.

Tara didn't want to tease her lover too badly...well she did...but they just didn't have time. She quickly unclasped her bra, exposing her breasts to Willow who quickly latched on to one of them and began sucking as if this would be the last time she would ever have this opportunity.

"Oh... god... Willow.."

Tara threw her head back as she grabbed a hand full of red locks...urging her lover on. She pressed her body into the red head, physically offering all she could. Willow ran her hands down Tara’s thighs and roughly pushed the skirt up and out of her way. Tara leaned forward and watched as Willow's hand disappeared beneath her skirt. She smiled at the look of pure pleasure that washed over the red head's face at what she found... well... what she didn't find beneath the skirt.


"Oh god Tara... you're not wearing..."

"I know... what are you going to do about that?"

Tara's naughty grin quickly turned to a gasping breath as she felt Willow's fingers slide hard and deep inside her.

"I know exactly what I'm gonna do about it."

Willow sucked a hard nipple into her mouth as her hand set a hard and fast rhythm. She could feel Tara tighten around her fingers and it made her suck even harder.

"Ohhh... yes... Willow."

Willow closed her eyes and lost herself in the feel and sound of her lover. The musky scent that filled the air tickled the red head's nose... causing Willow to feel dizzy with desire. She could feel the blonde thrusting her hips down on her fingers and she moaned at the wetness trickling down her hand.

"Don't stop Willow... don't... stop."

Willow leaned back and watched her lover. Tara's head fell back as she parted her lips. She whispered the red head's name over and over as her hands gripped Willow's shoulders. The red head slowed her movements causing the blonde to open her eyes.

"Willow... don't..."

"Shhhh... I'm not going to stop... I just wanted to look into your eyes."

Willow slowly slipped her fingers in and out of her lover.

"I love you so much Tara..."

Tara's body shook and Willow felt the blonde tighten around her fingers.

Green eyes held blue and for a moment Willow believed she could actually feel every ounce of pleasure that the blonde was experiencing. As if by some magical force their bodies had become one.

Willow slid her fingers inside the blonde and held them there. Slowly, her thumb swam through the warm wetness of her lover to find the hard gem she so desperately needed to touch.

"Oh God Willow... yes... right there."

Willow made slow circles over the swollen pleasure source and watched as Tara's lips parted...a pink tongue snaking out to wet dry lips. The blonde's legs were trembling as Willow slowly began to slide in and out of her once again.

"Mmmmmm... yes..."

Their eyes never looked elsewhere. They spoke a language that their tongue could not comprehend but that their hearts knew well.

"Willow... oh God... I'm gonna come for you."

Willow leaned in and captured Tara's lips as the blonde slipped over the edge. Their tongues slid against each other... caressing... tasting. The blonde's body trembled as her sweet release passed through her body.

Finally, the kiss broke and both girls were breathing hard...their foreheads resting against one another.

"I love you."

"I love you too Willow."

"Tara... don't leave me..."

Tara gazed at her lover... a look of confusion written all over her face.

"I just found you... I'm not going to leave you."

Willow swallowed hard as she looked deep into the eyes that she wanted to see every morning and every night.

"I mean tonight... don't leave... not tonight... or tomorrow night... not the next night... next month... next year... not ever..."


"Move in with me Tara... move in with me and never leave me."

Tara couldn't stop the smile that spread across her face like a wild fire.




Willow claimed the blonde's lips in a fierce kiss as the car came to a stop. Both girls quickly pulled apart and were surprised to see the familiar farmhouse that would now be their home waiting outside the tinted windows.

"We're home."

Tara smiled at her lover.


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