Author: Washi (ZWS)
Rating: NC-17 baby!
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, Joss does or whoever. If I owned them, do you really think I would let season 6 happen? And why the hell would I be writing this? So yeah, all belongs to Joss, ME etc...

Xander had just finished dressing up when someone knocked on the door. He went to it and opened it.

"Hi Buff!"

"Hey Xander."

He motioned her to come in. She did so and smiled when she saw the lather from his shaving still clinging to his neck and ears.

"Um, Xander, maybe you should clean up." she said, motioning to his neck. He reached up and touched the lather.

"Oh, yeah, I should. How about you sit down and wait for me?"

She nodded and sat down as he went to the bathroom. She felt something hard under her and reached down, pulling a black leather journal. She flipped open the first page and stared at the title, her face blushing.

<Xander must've found it when we were cleaning up Willow and Tara's room. Talk about invasion of privacy. I'll take it to them, being the sensible best friend and all.> she thought, although she was quite curious to know what was written in it. She opened her purse and shoved it in, just as the bathroom door opened and he came out.

"So, I was thinking, just a normal get together, maybe a few of their friends. Beer and wine, some food, music. Watcha think?" he asked Buffy.

"I gotta tell ya Xander, I was thinking more of a gift-giving thing at the house with us, then we'd hit the Bronze for the music and a few drinks."

"Yeah, that sounds nice. I hope they'll like it."

"Oh, I'm sure they will. I have to go Xander. I'll call you later, I'm still looking for a nice gift for their house-warming, something Wicca maybe."

"I'll see ya later Buff."

"Bye!" she said before going out.

She started walking quickly towards the car and hopped in. She drove to her house, needing to give Willow and Tara their journal. Truth be told, she wanted to read it, and she thought that by hurrying there, her urge would lessen.

She parked the car in her driveway and got out, heading for their house when her Slayer-hearing caught something. She stopped and strained her neck to hear better. She walked a few more steps and found herself in front of the window of Willow and Tara's living room on the side of the house. Her Slayer senses kicked in again.

"Oh, Willow! Oh yes, right there!" she heard Tara moan.

Buffy didn't know what to do, and before she understood what she was doing, she peeked into the living room, one of the curtains partially closed, but leaving enough room for her to see properly what was happening. When she saw the scene, she was struck speechless.

Willow was sitting on the couch, naked. Tara was straddling her, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Willow was sucking on one of Tara's breasts as Tara arched her back. She had one arm around Tara's lower back, and the other was between Tara's legs, her fingers pumping into the blonde wiccan. Tara had a hand griping tightly Willow's shoulder while her other hand was kneading Willow's left breast.

Buffy had a slight sideway view on the couch, and she could see everything at first sight. She turned around and ran back to her house.

<MENTAL NOTE: Never sit on that couch again!>

Tara's hand moved from Willow's breast to the apex of her thighs. She pushed her fingers into Willow, who bucked her hips and moaned loudly. They kissed ravenously, their hips rocking against each other. Too lost in the movement, the kiss waxed and waned, and finally, their tongue clashed on the outside of their mouths as Tara rose up and down, grinding herself on Willow's fingers. Willow was digging more and more into the soft couch.

Tara began arching her back more and more, and Willow's hips started raising them both a bit higher from the couch, her shoulders digging in the back of the sofa.

Their moans became higher until they both climaxed. They came within a second of each other.

"Tara!"

"Wil..." Tara started moaning back but never finished the name as Willow brought their lips together, tongues swirling in utter abandon. Willow slowly leant and both women laid down on the couch, sideways, staring in each other's eyes. Without breaking eye-contact, Willow reached out and pulled a blanket that was laying on the side of the couch over them. They shared a few more kisses, kisses of love before they snuggled up together.

"Love you."

"Love you too baby." Willow replied, smiling, before leaning in and placing a quick kiss on her girl's lips.

<Shower! COLD SHOWER!> she thought as she turned on the cold water in the shower.

After that, she took the journal from her purse and opened it on random.

<OOH! My first date with Danny! Wait, they had sex then? My god!> she thought as she started reading.

Today, me and Willow were just sitting in the back of the magic box, kissing on the little couch there when Buffy marched over to us.

"I need help!" she whined.

I quickly untangled myself from Willow and pushed my shirt back to it's place. I may have loosened up some about showing my affection for Willow in public, but I didn't want to give a free peek. Anyway, Willow asked her what was wrong, and she replied that she had a date.

"Buffy! That's great! Wait, what do you need our help for?" Willow asked her, her smile becoming a pout as she thought things through in that brain of hers. I love Willow-brain. And Willow-body. Ok, fine, I love Willow. Finally, Willow's pout became a frown.

"No Buffy. We are not double-dating with you! Nu uhn!"

Buffy's face changed into a full blown slayer pout in my direction, and Willow turned to me, also pouting. If I wasn't in such a bad situation, I would've laughed. Buffy added the puppy-eyes, and soon Willow added them too. I was torn. Finally I decided.

"Okay, both of you just stop."

Their faces became the picture of innocence, and this time I did laugh.

"Buffy, what do you plan on doing on this said date?"

"Well, it's dinner and a movie and maybe the Bronze later on if all goes well. Come on guys, it's my first date in a long time. Oh, and he's human."

I looked at Willow and leaned towards her, whispering in her ear.

"If we go, we can skip the Bronze if you want. You choose, but you'll have to know I'll reward you for being a good girl."

Willow looked at me, her eyes already glazed over at the prospect. She looked at Buffy and nodded vigorously. Buffy squealed and hugged us. And so we went home to get ready.

At seven-thirty, the doorbell rang and Willow went downstairs to open the door. She ushered the guy in and Buffy made her way downstairs. The guy, who's name is Danny looked at her in awe. He was pretty good looking, with his curly blondish hair, piercing blue eyes and a nice smile. He did look pretty nice, and all I could think was: 'Buffy's not gonna like him. He's not tough enough for her.'

I had noticed that Buffy likes more "badass" guys. Angel, Riley in a way and Spike were more or less bad guys.

Anyways, we set off on this date. And we went to the pizza parlor in town. That's when we saw that he wasn't the little naïve guy after all. He had a strong sense of humor, and he was extremely sarcastic. Which suited Buffy well. We had a nice meal, and we laughed a lot. We then headed out to the movie theatre, and we only found four seats in the back, two seats in front of the other two. Willow dove for the seat in the back and dragged me with her. It was a corner seat in the back row. Which suited me fine.

Buffy and Danny sat down in front of us. After the trailers, the movie started. It was a bloody horror movie, and Danny's eyes were riveted on the screen. By bloody, I mean more like a blood-bath. After a while, I got bored. Really bored. I glanced at Willow who was sulking. She looked at me and leaned over.

"Don't they get that witches don't have warts? And they don't have a green tint?" she whispered in my ear.

Her hot breath on my ear was maddening, and she knew it. I decided it was time for me to pay her back. I looked at Buffy and Danny, who were engrossed in the movie. It was perfect. I slid my hand over to her knee, and she looked at me questioningly. I grinned and she understood. I knew she did because she froze in her seat and looked pointedly at Buffy and Danny. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, biting the lobe gently.

"They won't notice. Stop being such a fuddy-duddy. I wouldn't do it if I didn't know it was safe."

I sucked the lobe in my mouth, and she nodded. I slowly slid up her skirt enough for me to creep my hand in the warmth of her naked thighs. Willow bit her lower lip to stop herself from moaning. I finally reached her wet panties, and pushed slightly, teasing her clit through the fabric. I was surprised when I felt her arm brush against mine. I continued teasing her through her panties when I felt her hand slide between the fabric of my wrap-around skirt. Finally, I felt her hand slowly drawing circles against my inner thigh. I bit my lip too. Our hands were crossed and she pushed slightly against my arm as she pushed aside the fabric of my panties and rubbed my clit. I mirrored her move and instead of rubbing her clit, I entered her molten folds with two fingers. I looked at her and saw her eyes glittering with lust. She too slid two fingers inside me, and I bit harder on my lip, almost causing the skin to break. I glanced over to Buffy and Danny, and they were still concentrated on the movie. She started pushing her arm against mine, making her fingers go deeper into me, and mine into her. She build up a slow rhythm and began rubbing my clit in slow, deliberate circles. I did the same, and we started pumping faster into each other, receiving and giving the same amount of pleasure. I tasted blood in my mouth as I felt my orgasm approach. I bit into my lips too hard, and I finally pierced the skin. I felt lightheaded, and as I felt my inner muscles start to clench around Willow's fingers, I knew I was there. Willow's inner muscles sucked my fingers deeper, and we both came quietly, biting into our lower lips. I closed my eyes and tried to control my breathing, and I felt Willow do the same. She slowly eased her fingers out of my depth, and I did the same. She raised her hand to her lips and licked the digits while looking at me with a sultry smile. I did the same, tasting her slowly on my fingers, her smell making my nostrils twitch with hunger. She leaned over and kissed me so gently, so lovingly it almost brought tears to my eyes. Her hand was caressing my cheek with such tenderness it made my heart sing.

"I love you Tara." she whispered to me as she took my hand and laced her fingers with mine.

"I love you too Willow, so much." I replied.

The movie ended ten minutes later. Danny and Buffy came out grinning, talking about the best parts of the movie while Willow and I walked behind them, in a comfortable silence, our hands nestled together. From time to time, she lifted our entwined hands and kissed mine softly, whispering words of love in my ear. Goddess I love her so much. I don't think I'll ever know enough words to explain it. We got in front of the house, and me and Willow went in, leaving Buffy and Danny to their goodnights. Willow leaned back on the couch, spreading her legs and patting the spot between them. I sat down and leaned on her, her arms coming to rest on my tummy. We just stayed like that for a while until Buffy came in.

"So? Another date?" Willow asked, not moving an inch from her place.

Buffy sat down on the coffee table and faced us, smiling.

"Yep! The day after tomorrow, a picnic."

I was so happy for her. She's been really lonely lately, and she deserves to be loved. I looked at Willow, and saw her smiling too.

"Plus, he kisses like a god!" Buffy said, before getting up and going out on patrol.

After a while, we got up and went upstairs, where I tried to show her by my actions just how much I love her. She truly is my everything. Now, we're just laying in bed, and she's waiting for me to finish my update so she can take me in her arms and make me feel safe.

No words can ever express,
The depth of my love for you.
Each single touch, each single caress,
Tries to show you that I was made to love you.

I love you with all my heart Willow.

Your Tara.

Buffy blinked back her tears and chastised herself for almost running in on them before. And she had planned on running into their house without knocking first to get rid of the journal she was now reading.

<Thank God for Slayer Hearing! No matter what I might pick up!>

They weren't just having sex, even though it was obvious they could do that too, based on Tara's description of the movie theatre quickie. They made love. It was good to see that two people could still love each other like that. She suddenly had the urge to call Danny and apologize for standing him up over and over.

<I had a good shot, and I blew it. I'm so stupid. Maybe I should find myself a nice little wicked wiccan to love.> she thought, grinning.

Until now, Buffy had always denied her attraction for women. But when she saw Willow and Tara earlier, she finally admitted to herself she was bisexual.

<Best of both worlds I guess.> she thought, going downstairs to call Danny, leaving the journal under her pillow.