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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...

Tara smiled as her mind and body slowly woke to start the day. Soft, even breathing tickled her ear and her smile grew bigger. The warmth of Willow's body pressed against her beckoned the blonde to stay nestled in her resting spot. However, her bladder had other plans.

Slowly, the blonde turned to face her lover. She allowed her body the luxury of a very long and lazy stretch before placing a tender kiss on the soft lips in front of her.

"Willow..." she whispered.

The redhead tightened her hold on the blonde and Tara smiled at the pouty expression taking over Willow's face. It was the most adorable thing she had ever seen... still her bladder made itself known and she whispered once more...

"Willow... sweetie..."

"They go two by two..."

Tara stiffled a giggle as her lover rambled on.

<Oh... to be in that head of yours...>

This time the fullness of her bladder encouraged the blonde to speak a little louder.


"Two by two... and then bring in the harp..."

Tara's giggles slowly erupted into a hearty laugh. It didn't help that Willow awoke with a very cute... very confused look on her face. She wondered if maybe she had something on her... drool maybe... but the twinkling blue eyes in front of her caused the redhead to smile despite her drool worries.

"Something funny..."

Tara threw her head back and laughed even harder as she tried to explain her laughter.

"You... harp... two by two..."

Willow watched her lover laugh uncontrollably. She tried to decipher Tara's words but it only made things worse.

"You dreamed of me... with... two harps?"

The blonde howled with laughter as tears streaked down her face. She grabbed her belly as if holding onto it would keep her bladder silent. It didn't. She quickly scrambled to her feet and ran towards the bathroom.

Willow watched with a raised eyebrow as the squealing blonde disappeared up the stairs. Slowly, the redhead raised her hand and wiped her mouth.

<Hmmm... no drool...>

Tara watched as Willow buttoned the last button on her shirt.

"Sweetie... you don't have to do this..."

The redhead just smiled as she reached out and pulled the blonde closer.

"I know I don't have to... I want to... besides, what could possibly go wrong? We're just cleaning out the stalls right?"

Tara rested her forehead against Willow's and smiled as she wrapped her arms around the redhead. She could feel the tension in her lover's body.

<That will never do...>

Willow wasn't sure what had happened. First, she stood holding her lover... then they were kissing... now she found herself pinned against the wall with Tara lips on her neck and the blonde's thigh pressed against her center.

The blonde trailed hot kisses from Willow's neck to her ear. Her hot breath caressed the smooth skin as she whispered softly...

"Are you ready...?"

Willow's body burned with desire. Having to form words felt impossible for the redhead, but somehow she managed to squeak out a yes.

"Good... let's go."

The redhead watched dumbfounded as her lover turned and walked away. Tara simply opened the door and looked back with a very evil grin on her face.

"Are you coming...?"

Willow was surprised when her knees didn't buckle. Slowly, she pushed herself off the wall and headed towards the open door. Tara watched with a satisfied grin as her lover stepped onto the porch. The redhead closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Ok... stalls... cleaning... yeah..."

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