Inell's Fanfiction Archive

"What?" Willow finally asked, giving Buffy a mock glare. "You're staring at me again."

"You're so beautiful," Buffy said softly, her hazel eyes moving over the redhead slowly. "You in that dress is one of the sexiest things I've ever seen and it makes me all the more determined to get you out of that dress before the night is over."

"Buffy!" Willow tried to sound outraged but a slow smile crept over her face as she looked down at her dress. "You really like it?"

"Willow, you're hot," Buffy said, rolling her eyes, "accept and move on."

"You know, you're going to make me rather conceited if you keep saying things like that," Willow said with a shy smile.

"It's the truth," Buffy said with a shrug, "besides, you couldn't be conceited if you tried. It's just not in you, Will."

"Well, you're looking pretty sexy yourself, slayer," Willow said, knowing that Buffy was right. Her green eyes gave Buffy the same lazy perusal she had been given not five minutes before, "Have I ever mentioned how much I love you in tight leather pants? Knowing that I'll be able to peel them from your writhing body as you beg me to touch you, knowing that I can prolong your pleasure until you're calling to the Goddess for release."

"It's kind of hot out here," Buffy said as she gulped, her body reacting to the image Willow's words had created. She began to fan herself as they walked.

Willow smiled, rather proud that she felt so comfortable talking dirty to her girlfriend. There had been a time that she would have been too embarrassed to speak such naughty words. Now, she knew that they turned Buffy on, even if the slayer would never admit it. She'd learned to be much more vocal about her thoughts and fantasies, glad that she could affect Buffy in such a way. "You're hot, Buffy. Bad girl, wearing those tight black leather pants that seemed to have been painted on, molding that great ass of yours. And that little scrap of nothing you call a shirt," Willow moved behind the blonde, her hands lightly dancing across Buffy's bare stomach, "letting everyone see what belongs to me, making them want what they'll never have. Those full breasts, nipples erect and waiting for my tongue, aching for my touch," Willow let her hand briefly caress the breasts as Buffy moaned softly, "you're such a little whore, Buffy. Wearing such nasty clothes to tease me, to make me want you even more."

Buffy smiled as she turned her head to look into Willow's passion filled eyes. She ran her tongue over Willow's lips before biting the girl's full bottom lip, whispering, "I'm your whore, Willow."

Willow moved her hand up to caress Buffy's face, a smile crossing her lips as she said, "I love you, Buffy."

"I love you more," Buffy said before leaning forward to kiss her redhead, not caring that they were on a sidewalk and could be seen by anyone. She had to taste her lover, her body aroused as it always was when she was with Willow. She loved this side of her lover, the dominating, naughty side that she encouraged. Willow was always beautiful, but a self-confident flirty Willow was beyond breath taking.

"Goddess, I could take you here on the street," Willow whispered softly as she pulled away, her body tense.

"Why don't you?" Buffy asked with a tempting smile as she moved her body against Willow's. She looked around, seeing no activity. "There's no one here."

"We can't do that!" Willow said, her eyes wide though part of her rather liked the idea, enjoyed the risk of being caught.

"I need you, Willow," Buffy said, pushing the redhead against a tree slightly off the sidewalk. She kissed her roughly, using her teeth to bite Willow's lip. "It's your fault, talking like that. I'm so turned on."

"You like the naughty bits," Willow reminded, knowing that there was no real blame in this instance.

"I *love* the naughty bits," Buffy corrected as her hand snaked its way up Willow's skirt. She brushed her fingers against the redhead's panties, smiling as she felt the wet material, "Seems that I'm not the only one, huh, Will?"

"Movie," Willow said, trying to be logical. "We have to go to the movie...Oh, yeah..."

"Like that?" Buffy asked innocently as she moved her hand inside the cotton panties. Her fingers brushed against Willow's clit as the redhead moaned, her head going against the tree. "I want you to cum for me, Willow."

Willow couldn't speak as Buffy's fingers entered her, the slayer knowing exactly where to touch and what to do. She felt her body move to meet the blonde's hand, her breathing shallow as she felt the tension spread over her. She came with a low groan, her juices soaking her panties and covering Buffy's hand. She looked at her lover, seeing the sly smile on the pretty girl's lips along with aroused need in her hazel eyes. She felt her body react as Buffy brought her wet hand to her mouth, her tongue licking at Willow's juices as she closed her eyes and made sounds of enjoyment. With a strength she didn't know she possessed, Willow tackled the blonde, sending her to the ground and onto her leather clad ass.

Buffy looked up at Willow and squirmed as she saw the look in the redhead's eyes. For a split second she wondered if she was terribly perverted for being so turned on when Willow played rough, but deciding that she didn't really give a fuck either way. Perverted or not, she had a lover that constantly surprised her and always managed to arouse her even while doing the most mundane chore. She closed her eyes as Willow straddled her, the redhead leaning forward and biting her ear, running her tongue over her cheek as her wet panties rubbed against Buffy's bare stomach.

"We've only got half an hour until the movie starts so this is going to be fast," Willow said, her hand roughly squeezing Buffy's breast before gently caressing the flesh, "Just remember that I owe you one later."

With those words, she moved her body lover, her fingers unzipping Buffy's tight pants and pushing them down just far enough to bare the lace panties the blonde was wearing. She moved her hand inside, not all surprised to find Buffy soaking wet. It wouldn't take much to get Buffy to cum. Willow knew her lover well enough to know the darker fantasies the slayer had, also knowing that acting them out often made Buffy so excited she'd cum with just one touch. She'd go fast now, because she really did want to make it to the movie to enjoy their first date, but also because she knew that later she could take her time, torturing her lover with her tongue and soft caresses until Buffy was begging. She roughly shoved two fingers into the blonde, watching with satisfaction as Buffy cried out in pleasure, leaning forward to capture the blonde's cries before they were overheard by someone walking by. She might enjoy the risk of danger and all, but there was no way she wanted to be caught. Buffy's hand moved to her back, nails digging into her skin through the thin material of her dress, as the slayer came, her body twisting on the ground as her muscles tightened around Willow's fingers.

Willow pulled back, moving her wet hand to Buffy's mouth. She outlined the slayer's lips with her own juices before leaning forward and running her tongue over them. They ended up kissing again before reluctantly pulling away. She smiled sheepishly as she looked around, her dry hand moving through her hair. "Wow."

Buffy laughed softly, "I'll second that and raise it a fantastic."

"I really hope that no one walked by," Willow said with a wry smile as she licked her hand clean before finding a tissue in her purse to wipe her hand on. "I can't believe we just did that!"

"What?" Buffy asked, loving the blush that covered Willow's face. Not a few minutes before, Willow was roughly fucking her. Now, the girl was worried that someone might have seen them. God, she loved Willow so much. "Thinking with our hearts and bodies and not our heads for once?"

Willow laughed, "I was going to actually say fucking like wild animals in the bushes where anyone could see us, but your way was good."

"I rather liked your way," Buffy said, wriggling her eyebrows in a leer before getting to her feet. "Enough talking. We have a movie to get to, young lady. I will not let you talk me into any more nature romps until after our movie. No more sex until the end of our date. Can't have you thinking I'm only after your body, sexy body that it is."

"Me talk you?" Willow rolled her eyes as Buffy helped her to her feet. She dusted off her dress as she said, "And hey, who said you'd get lucky tonight? I mean, here it is, our first date, and you fuck me against a tree. What happened to roses and candy and romance? You'll be lucky if you get a kiss at the end of tonight, slayer."

"Oh, Willow," Buffy laughed as a wicked gleam entered her eyes as they moved back onto the sidewalk and continued their journey to the movie theater, "you know how much I love it when you play hard to get. A slayer never resists a challenge. You want romance? I'll give you romance."