Continue to Jaws of Hell Chapter Twelve

Jaws of Hell

Author: SavageWaters19
Rating: R and up
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters of BtVS, they all belong to Joss Whedon, and the Jaws theme is Peter Benchley's. The Jaws setting is basically an island off California, and I took the chief of police idea and the marine biologist - those are all Jaws. Other than that, the story's mind and such. Made up characters are mine as well.

The girls had packed in silence and went to bed without eating, which is extremely unhealthy, but neither one cared. Willow retired to her room first, telling Tara goodnight and then slipping into her room quietly. Tara sat on the couch with a cup of warm tea, listening to the small rainstorm outside the apartment. She'd have to leave early tomorrow morning to plant the equipment on the boat before they left.

Tara looked longingly at the door leading to Willow and gracefully stood up. She placed the mug down on the coffee table and carefully walked over to the door. She reached out with a sweaty palm to grasp the brass doorknob. Like she was touching a burning flame, she retracted her hand quickly. She sighed heavily and leaned on the door. The frame beneath her moved suddenly, causing Tara to fall with a squeak.

"Oh God Tara! Are you alright?" Willow asked as she bent down to help Tara up.

"Yes, except my confidence. It's gone into hiding for the moment," she smiled weakly. Willow's hand fiddled with the other mindlessly.

"What were you doing leaning on my door?" she asked hesitantly. Tara looked at her like a wounded bird, with confused eyes.

"Did there...are you....God damnit Willow Rosenberg, you confuse the hell out of me!" she finally blurted out. Willow instinctively took a step back. But Tara moved forward to make up the distance.

"No! N-No backing away. This morning you were all k-kissing on my neck and wrapping arms a-around my waist and then we get in the car on the way home. You d-didn't hold my hand, you b-barely s-spoke two words to me, and you d-didn't look at me. Did I d-do s-something wrong?" she stuttered, tears forming around her eyes.

Willow immediately moved to hug the blonde. Tara embraced the embrace and rested her head on Willow's shoulder, sobbing discretely.

"Shh, no baby. I just...I thought you were mad at me for not telling you about Buffy and then I thought you didn't want to be with me anymore and then stupid Buffy Summers got into my head and I didn't know what to do, so I did what I always do which is keep my mouth shut and contemplate what I was gonna do because if I didn't keep my mouth shut then something like this babble would happen and I'd end up telling you about how much I care for you and how much it would kill me to see you die and how much I love you and how much-" Willow stopped mid babble when Tara covered her mouth with a smooth hand.

"W-what?" she asked, sniffing back some tears and looking into jade eyes.

"Do I really have to say my babble again?" squeaked Willow, knowing full well why Tara had stopped her. Willow looked downcast at her shoes, finding something interesting on the floor.

"I love you too," Tara stated simply. Willow's eyes locked with Tara's instantly, with shock and happiness on her face.

"You do?" she asked quietly, inching forward to Tara.

"More than anything," she breathed, inching forward as well. Willow took the initiative and kisses Tara long and hard. Tara pushed the two of them back into the room, kicking the door shut behind her. The blonde quickly unbuttoned Willow's uniform, pushing it aside to see a white cotton bra. Willow sighed as Tara's warm hands encircled her waist and began kissing her neck. Willow struggled, but finally managed to lift Tara's shirt up over the blonde's head. The two resumed kissing sensually.

The two girls changed roles as Willow slid an arm around Tara's tanned waist and pulled the blonde closer. Her other hand snaked its way behind Tara's neck to guide their mouths together. Willow's wandering mouth trailed down the blonde's creamy skin and found her pulse point. The small gasp emitted from Tara spurred Willow on further and she lightly bit the skin beneath her.

Tara moaned sensuously and wrapped her arms around Willow's back. She gracefully unclasped the redhead's bra, revealing soft, perky breast. Tara's blue eyes hazed over and the shade of blue deepened to a sapphire blue. She licked her lips self consciously and gently cupped one in her hand.

Willow, having felt the new sensation, hesitated kissing the blonde's neck further. She had to bite her lip to keep from screaming out. Tara's luscious lips found Willow's again and they kissed passionately.

Although loving the sensations, Willow kneeled down, leaving a trail of butterfly kisses on Tara's bare shoulder and abdomens.

Now on her knees, Willow unclasped Tara's bra as well. Having to concentrate on her breathing as the sight of Tara's breasts caught her off guard, Willow swiftly took one of Tara's pert nipples into her mouth. She flicked her tongue over the flesh as the blonde's hands found her head and guided her. A freckled hand rolled Tara's other nipple between tow fingers. Then Willow switched the attention, devouring the other nipple with her hot mouth.

"Oh Willllow..."moaned Tara as the redhead nipped and sucked at her breasts. She was so caught up in the sensations that when Willow stood again, she barely noticed her feet moving. Willow was pulling her to the bed. Turning the blonde around, Willow gently pushed Tara onto the bed.

Tara looked into deep pools of green adoration and smiled cutely. Willow gave her a half smile back and continued her progression in leading Tara's upper body all the way lying on the mattress.

Once Tara's blonde head hit the pillows, Willow's mouth made contact with hers and began a journey south. First, it kissed the now swollen lips of Tara's mouth. Then, they planted small kisses along her jaw line, making Tara's eyes flutter. Her talented mouth kissed and licked a trail down the blonde's neck and through the valley of her breasts.

The redhead's hands worked majestically as they unbuttoned Tara's shorts all the while when Willow's mouth was gently kissing her stomach again. Sliding off her pants, Willow continued her trail down to the underwear line of Tara's surprising thong. After the pants were off, the green eyed woman looked at Tara with a raised eyebrow.

"Sexy," she breathed. The breath traveled down right over Tara's hot spot and sent shivers down her spine. Tara sucked in a breath of air as Willow slowly slide down her thong. Kissing her way up Tara's right thigh, she breathed in slowly, smelling Tara.

Extending her tongue, she licked the length of the blonde's sex, savoring her taste and lightly flicking her clitoris. Feeling the body beneath her wither, she continued her exploration, guiding in two fingers in the blonde's hole. Willow's mouth filled with sweet honey nectar.

Tara felt completely filled. Her half closed eyes closed tightly when Willow increased her speed within her. Caught between a rock and a hard place, Tara finally relented and stopped Willow from her menstruations.

"Tara? What's wron...?" Willow began, but a tender finger touched her lips and the soft 'shh' vibrated off the blonde. Gently wrapping an arm around the redhead, Tara kissed her lover tenderly and sensually.

"Together," she simply stated quirking one side of her mouth into a half smile. Smiling in agreement, Willow consented and lowered herself onto Tara's thigh.

The emerald eyed cop commenced her pumping again, only this time faster and harder than before. A tan hand on Willow's hip pushed her rapidly over and over again on the muscular thigh.

Now Willow's eyes closed and she whimpered every time her clit bumped up against the smooth thigh.

"Ahh...oh Tara...gods baby..." she panted as the blonde's guiding became rougher and harder. Sweat traveled down her forehead and through the valley of her breasts, then finally down her stomach to mingle with Tara's.

"Oh Willow, I'm almost there," shouted Tara when Willow extended her thumb to rub over Tara's bundle of nerves. The redhead bucked wildly, knowing she too was about to burst. She leaned down to kiss Tara gently, but the passion took control of her and the two women found themselves cumming while they kissed each other.

Both exhausted, Willow rolled off of Tara, wrapping her freckled arm around the blonde's stomach. Tara yanked the covers up and smoothly slid under them with Willow.

"I'm sleepy," Willow mumbled with her eyes closed now and her head on the blonde's shoulder.

"You're sleepy? You gave me more of a workout than Daisy!" commented Tara jokingly. Apparently, Willow had no idea that Daisy was a dolphin and the redhead shot right up.

"Daisy? Who's Daisy? And should I be glad I gave you a better 'workout' than her?" inquired Willow, her exhaustion disappearing. Tara just laughed a full laugh, trying to calm down but the look on Willow's face made her laugh harder.

"Baby, you are adorable. Considering Daisy is a dolphin, then yes, you should be glad...giddy even," she giggled, easing down the redhead from her defensive state.

Uncrossing her arms, she sheepishly apologized for her behavior and laid back down with her lover.

"I suppose it would be redundant to say tomorrow's a big day," squeaked Willow, feeling younger than she really was. Tara had a way of doing that-making Willow feel more comfortable and less stressed.

"Almost as redundant as me saying it's dangerous," countered Tara, pulling Willow tighter to her body.

"I love you Tara."

Kissing Willow's hot forehead, Tara replied softy, "I love you too Willow."

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