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The Howl of the Night

Author: JkMack
Rating: NC-17
Copyright: Joss Whedon created the Buffy universe we all know. Thank you Mutant Enemy for not expanding the W/T relationship. I don't own anything here but the story idea and a few people I made up.

The Moon Cafe sat on the east side of town. It wasn't quite as busy as The Riot, it was more set up for the couples of the city not the loners.

Tara stood up against the wall to the entrance looking back and forth. She had a long red leather coat that curved with her stance. A deep auburn shirt that matched her coat and black leather pants.

I found that I was lacking breath as I pulled up and turned off my bike. Her hair was up in a tight pony tail that showed the tone of her neck.

Walking up to her I found I had nothing intelligent to say. My eyes skipped back and forth from her breasts to the pulse in her throat. The heat continued to rise as we finally stood before each other.

My black leather offset her red but it fit well as we stood there just looking. I hadn't even the time to fix my hair, so it was in little ringlets. Tara didn't seem to mind though. I could hear her heart beating faster and faster as she looked me up and down.

I swallowed down the apple in my esophagus "Sorry I'm a little late. Had some female problems."

Tara nodded and ducked her head. "I wasn't all that worried. I d-didn't think you'd stand me up."

"Good are you ready to go in and talk?" I asked.

"Actually, see the thing is if we a-are caught together there is no explaining it. I have this place outside of town. A house i-if you will, were I go to um recover. We could go there. No one w-would bother us."

I looked at her suspiciously for a moment then saw the tenderness in her eyes. "Yeah lets go. Do you wanna take my bike?" I asked.

Tara looked at the motorcycle for a moment then back at me. "Is-is it safe?"

"Well if we do get into an accident for one I can't die and two you're a werewolf, it would only hurt for a while." I teased.

She giggled and moved towards me, "Well as long as you promise safety."

The words held more sexuality then I had ever heard in my life. I swallowed hard again and held out my hand which she took shyly. I led her over to the black bike and swung my leg over getting settled in.

I watched as the blonde beauty touched the seat lightly with her hand and poking it. Amusement must have shown because she blushed and swung her leg over as well.

After a moment of her looking around she asked "where am I suppose to hold on at?"

I turned halfway around and looked. "Well you can either hold the bar behind your back or you can hold around my waist."

"Oh," she said shyly "okay."

I felt her hands touch my back softly. She moved them down to my hips and grasped them, drawing a shudder from me as she squeezed lightly. I tried to concentrate on how to start the bike but all my mobile skills were gone. She then moved her hands around to the front of me and held them together in front of my stomach.

"I'm ready." She said quietly

"Okay." Was all I could manage to say as I kicked my foot down and started off.

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