**Buffy and Willow are studying in the library**
Willow looks down at the textbook. "Reconstruction began when?" Hearing silence, Willow looks up at Buffy again. "Buffy?"
Buffy looks a million miles away, and dreamily says, "Huh?" She snaps out of it. "Oh! Um, reconstruction... Uh, reconstruction began after the... construction, which was... shoddy, so they had to reconstruct.." Buffy blushed at her babbling.
Willow sighs, looking tired. "After the destruction of the Civil War."
"Right...Civil War..." Buffy trailed off, lost again in another world.
"Maybe we should take a break. I'll turn on the radio." Willow heaves herself up out of her seat at the table, and goes into Giles' office, retrieving the little radio. She fiddled with the dials, settling on a station.
**Buffy's POV**
I'm watching a gorgeous red-head walk into Giles' office, and come back. God, I love the way her hips swing back and forth like that. I can't help but smile, watching Willow.
Red, red wine
Goes to my head.
Makes me forget that I
Still need her so.
Oh man, she's my red wine, all right...I'd love to...I can't believe I'm even thinking that way, it's Willow! Oh, but the things I'd love to do to my hacker...
Red, red wine,
It's up to you.
All I can do, I've done.
Memories won't go.
Memories won't go.
She's so...beautiful. I want her so much. Look at her, walking around, straightening things for Giles. You know, It's now or never...I'm gonna do it. I'm walking up to her right now, coming up behind her, spinning her around to face me. Oh her lips are the softest things I've ever felt. Oh wow, I could die happy right now.
I'd have sworn
That with time,
Thoughts of you
Would leave my head.
I was wrong.
Now I find
Just one thing makes me forget.
I've got my arms around her now, pulling her closer to me, and she's not exactly pulling away from me. Ohh Wills, do you know how happy I am that you're liking this too?
Red, red wine,
Stay close to me.
Don't let me be alone.
It's tearin' apart
My blue, blue heart.
I'm walking backwards with her toward the table behind us, and laying her gently on top. I'm climbing on the table with her. I almost can't believe this is actually happening.
"Oh my god Buffy! What are you--oh...okay..." I quiet Willow's questions with a kiss filled with my love for her.
I'm moving on top of her now. I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing, but I think I can figure it out. I hear myself tell her, "Mmm Wills, I've wanted this for awhile. You feel so good."
Willow's head falls back. I can smell her getting wet. Getting wet for me. "Oh Buffy...oh please don't...please don't stop." Oh hearing her tell me that is like music. It's like hark the herald angels sing. It's like Christmas.
I let my hands wander over her body, feeling her heat through her shirt. "Oh baby, I'll never stop. You don't have to worry about that." I tell her, meaning every word.
She tries to sit up, reaching for me, but slayer strength holds her down. "It's okay, this is for you. All for you." I know she want's to give, to please, that's what she's always about, pleasing people. But this is my turn to make her happy.
I'd have sworn
That with time,
Thoughts of you
Would leave my head.
I was wrong.
Now I find
Just one thing makes me forget.
I kiss her again, gently, and trai lmy fingertips lightly down my beautiful redhead's side. I feel her breasts through the blue shirt. She gasps, and it makes me wet. "Oh Wills. You feel so good." My voice sounds strange to me, sort of husky, and a little strained. I run my hands further down her lithe body, and stop at the waistband of her slacks.
Red, red wine,
Stay close to me.
Don't let me be alone.
It's tearin' apart
My blue, blue heart.
She moans, and I feel heat radiating from her center. I look into her eyes now, drowning. Her emerald irises are dark, showing how much she wants this too. I ask the question with my own eyes, and she tells me what I've been longing to hear. "Please Buffy...please." She blushes, and it's the most beautiful thing i've ever seen. I'm about to kiss her, when she goes on. "M...make love to me?" She's stammering, nervous, but I'm doing the slayer dance of joy inside. I kiss her, and slip my hand into her pants.
Red, red wine, you make me feel so fine.
You keep me rocking all of the time.
Red, red wine, you make me feel so grand.
I feel a million dollars when your just in me hand.
She's moaning so loud. It's a good thing there's no one here this late, not even Giles. I work my way down into her pants, and rub her mound over her panties. God, her heat is incredible. I think I'm going to cry. I rub her gently through the cotton, and move my hand out briefly, moving back in under her panties. She's almost crying now, and I pull my hand out, concerned. She looks at me with a look I didn't know she was capable of. "Please Buffy, don't stop!" Well that settles that! I slip my hand back down, feeling the thatch, and shivering. I can't believe I'm actually making love to my sweet Willow.
Red, red wine, you make me feel so sad.
Any time I see you go it make me feel bad.
Red, red wine you make me feel so fine.
Monkey pack him rizla pon the sweet dep line.
Whoever said reggae was good for making love too, sure knew what they were talking about. I slip my finger between her lips, and feel myself falling, I can't believe just touching her made me...well, this is about Willow. I run my finger up and down, reveling in her wetness. She's going crazy under me, moaning. I hear her call my name and smile. I love her so much.
Red, red wine, you give me whole heap of zing.
Whole heap of zing make me do me own thing.
Red, red wine, you really know how fi love.
Your kind of loving like a blessing from above.
I find her clit, and rub it, first slowly, then a bit faster, letting her get used to the feeling. I hear her breath catch, and watch as her perfect teeth grab her bottom lip. I shift, freeing my other hand, and lift her shirt, revealing the cotton bra underneath. I kiss her nipple through the fabric, getting it wet. She rises off the table, reaching behind her to unhook it. "Impatient, huh?" I ask her, my voice teasing and low. She just nods, and falls back onto the cherry oak beneath us. I pull her nipple into my mouth, and suck on it, nibbling a little. I still haven't stopped rubbing her clit.
Red, red wine, I love you right from the start.
Right from the start with all of my heart.
Red, red wine in an 80's style.
Red, red wine in a modern beat style, yeah.
"Buffy?" I look down, and her eyes are half closed. "Yes baby?" I ask her, and she blushes. "I...I want..." She closes her eyes, then steels herself, and opens them, looking into mine. "I want to give myself to you." Did she just say that? Did my dear, sweet, beautiful Willow just tell me she want's me to take her cherry? Holy... I lean down and kiss her with all of me, everything I am, every ounce of my love, my passion and my need. Closing my eyes to revel in the feeling, I slide my fingers downward, slipping one inside her, a little at first, then a little more. Kissing her harder, I thrust into her, and she grunts. Sliding in and out, I'm actually making love to my Wills. I can't get over the sensation, she feels so strong around my fingers.
Give me little time, help me clear up me mind.
Give me little time, help me clear up me mind.
Give me red wine because it make me feel fine.
Make me feel fine all of the time.
Oh, this is all I want to do for the rest of my life. Make my Wills happy. I rub her clit with my thumb, and continue thrusting into her, listening to her moans become screams. She cries out my name, shuddering from the intense orgasm, and collapses into me, crying. I pull my hand out, and wrap my arms around her. "Shh Wills, it's okay," I tell her. "I love you, Willow." And it's the truth.
"I love you too, Buffy." She tells me. I never wanted to hear anything more. "Buffy?" She's looking at me curiously. "Buffy, are you there?"
I blink, looking around. Willow's sitting in front of me, with the damn textbook on her lap. "Are you ready to continue?" She's asking. It was a dream. A goddamn dream. I feel myself blush, and force myself to look at her. "Uh, sure, Wills. I'm ready as I'll ever be."
TBC...maybe?
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