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Dress Me Up

Author: Sara
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Willow, Tara and other BtVS characters are the property of Joss Whedon/Mutant Enemy.

Tara awoke to her phone ringing. She glanced at the clock and groaned, wondering who in their right mind would call at 5 AM. She answered the phone with an articulate "Huh?" and tried not to laugh when she realized who was calling.

Anya began talking immediately. "Hi, Tara. I just called to make sure you know what you're going to make Willow wear for the opening scene."

Now more awake, Tara sat up and turned on her light. "Well, I was going to let her decide..."

Anya sighed loudly. "You can't let her decide, you're the costume mistress. It's your choice."

"W-well, I was going to let her wear what she feels comfortable in since..."

Anya rolled her eyes and didn't let Tara finish. "She's playing a prostitute. Comfort isn't an issue with them. Money is."

Tara sighed inwardly. "Right. I-I guess leather? And... Black shoes?"

Anya smiled. "That's more like it... Make sure she shows off her legs. They are very nice legs."

Tara smiled, now having Willow-legs in her head. "R-right. Thank you, Anya."

They both hung up, leaving Tara wide-awake, with two hours before work and Willow in her head. She got a (cold) shower and got dressed, then made herself pancakes. Looking at the clock, she realize that she still had an hour and fifteen minutes before she had to be on the set.

After eating, Tara decided to go into work an hour early.

Looking through the costume room, Tara found many outfits that would work well for Willow's role, most of them having some leather components.

She put all of the items onto one rack and wheeled it into Willow's dressing room.

As she was walking back out, she tripped and fell onto something soft.

"W-willow... I'm s-sorry..."

Willow smiled due to Tara's shy stutter and the feel of her brea... She shook her head too get the dirty thoughts out.

<She probably doesn't even like girls that way...> Willow reasoned with herself, and then realized she'd been silently laying under Tara for over a minute.

"Oh, it's... no problem."

The moment Tara realized she was staring at Willow like a teenage boy, she removed herself from the redhead and stood up. "I, uh... I got some p-possible outfits for you... You c-can choose the one you l-like."

Willow stood up also, and smiled. "Thanks... that's nice of you."

Tara grinned slightly. "Just doing my job."

Willow shrugged. "Itís still, you know... nice... to let me choose."

Tara smiled. "W-well, I figure..."

Tara was cut off by the entrance of Buffy. "Willow, why arenít you dressed?"

Willow looked from Tara to Buffy, then back again. "I was just going..."

As Willow disappeared into her dressing room, Buffy smiled at Tara.

Tara smiled also, as Buffy looked at the dressing room door. "Arenít you going to... well, help her?"

Tara nodded. "Y-yes, of course." She quickly followed Willow into the room.

Willow had her top off, and was halfway through pulling on a red halter top when Tara entered. She quickly pulled it down over her bra when she heard the door open. "Uh, am I doing something wrong?"

Tara quickly shook her head. "N-no... I just... Some of these clothes are hard to get on, so Iím here to help."

Willow nodded and picked out a black leather skirt to go with the shirt. Tara then realized that Willow was still wearing her bra. "W-willow... y-you canít wear a bra w-with that... onscreen..."

Willow looked down at herself and saw what Tara meant. "Oh, right... I guess it does look kind of weird."

Willow untied the neck and removed her bra, her breasts being exposed for a short amount of time before she pulled the shirt up.

Taraís eyes were drawn to stare at Willowís chest. She shook her head slightly and looked down at the floor. "I, uh..."

Tara wasnít sure what she was trying to say, so she closed her mouth.

Willow took off her pants and pulled on the skirt.

Tara sighed, realizing she would have to wear a thong. <This is going to be a long day...>

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