Buffy fanfiction; Willow fanfiction; Buffy slash
Joss owns them not me. Just borrowing them for my own
NC-17. Yeah Baby!
A red-haired Wiccan and a raven-haired Potential. Guess
note: It's a PWP story with a plot.<G> I
always try to write a plot no matter how shallow and
thinly veiled in a sex yarn. Special thanks to Susan
Carr – sometimes fan fic award competitor<G> but
always a friend – for the beta read.
Blame me at firstname.lastname@example.org
Kennedy briskly walked
into the house, not bothering to take off her jacket as
she bolted up the stairs.
fire?" she heard Vi ask from the living room.
Not more than a moment
later Rona added, "She's headed up to Willow's
bedroom. Where do ya think's the fire?"
That remark resulted
in a fit of giggles from the other potentials below, but
Kennedy paid it no heed. She was a woman with a mission.
Willow gave her the instructions, and by God, she was
gonna see it through. She was a warrior in the Slayer
army after all.
Willow was typing on
her laptop when Kennedy darted inside, locking the door
behind her. A wicked grin came to Kennedy's face before
she pulled a pint of ice cream from under her jacket.
"Ben and Jerry's
Karamel Sutra," she whispered wiggling her
savior," Willow sighed as she closed the laptop and
raced over to the door, conspiratorially. "They
didn't see it, did they? They'll break down the door to
get to it. A-and I refuse to share."
Kennedy grinned and
shook her head. "Came straight here," Kennedy
answered as she pried the lid off.
Willow took it and
gave the inside a long lick. Kennedy, who had begun to
dig the plastic spoons from her inside pocket stopped
momentarily to take in the sight. Damn she's hot and
she doesn't even know it.
"Come on. Come
on," Willow said waving quickly. "Make with
Kennedy gave a
lecherous grin. "Not until you lick the lid
reaction was frustration and she rolled her eyes. She
wanted it. She wanted it bad – well the ice cream
anyway. But then again…she considered. She gave
a tiny grin and let her tongue swirl around the inside
of the lid, soaking up the caramel and the chocolate
that collected there. She hummed in delight as she
alternated between short, quick licks and long strokes.
Soon the lid was nearly cleaned and Kennedy was
"Sorry. Did you
want some?" Willow asked playfully holding out the
Kennedy answered firmly. She put the pint on the
nightstand and pulled Willow to her by the hips. Almost
immediately she made contact with the redheads lips.
Willow chuckled from behind the kiss and pulled back but
that didn't stop Kennedy's hand from working its way
beneath Willow's shirt so her palm could rest on her
"I meant the ice
cream," she told the raven-haired potential.
"Tastes better on
Kennedy went back to
claim Willow's lips and the lid slipped from the
Wiccan's fingertips as she felt Kennedy's hands claim
her. One rested possessively on her hip, not allowing
her to escape while the other lovingly teased her back.
She pulled Kennedy
closer by the lapel of her denim coat. Goddess above
that woman knows how to kiss and push all the right
buttons, Willow thought.
The future slayer
maneuvered Willow to the bed and they both crashed down,
their hands and lips still searching each other. Kennedy
finally rose and straddled Willow's hips as she pulled
the coat from her shoulders and tossed it to the floor.
She wanted her – all of her – now.
gonna melt," Willow announced, her voice slightly
husky yet trying her damnedest to sound authoritative.
"Needs time to
Kennedy grinned as she
lowered her body on top of her girlfriend. Her
girlfriend…God, she'd waited years to be able to say
that and now she had it. And not just any girlfriend,
but a pretty damn hot girlfriend that turned her on just
by eating ice cream. Her lips found Willow's neck and
the moan the redhead emitted only fueled Kennedy's
thought. There are far too many clothes here.
Without breaking the
kiss Kennedy began to unbutton Willow's top as the
redhead reached down and began to undo the belt around
Kennedy's waist. Once it was free, Willow's hands pulled
the buttons of the fly free, giving her access to the
dark woman's apex. Kennedy stiffened and pulled back
when she felt Willow's fingertips rub against her clit.
She gave up all pretense of trying to undress Willow.
she sighed as her head fell back.
For her part, Willow
rose up and began to tug at Kennedy's nipple through her
shirt using her lips and teeth. The young woman was
braless and Willow could feel the skin tense below the
cotton thanks to the attention her mouth was bestowing.
At the same time, Willow's fingers reached deeper into
Kennedy's jeans and she felt the soaked material at her
fingertips. She was hot and wet and ready and Willow
loved the way Kennedy reacted to her touch.
Kennedy felt the waves
building already and she gripped Willow's wrist that was
buried in her jeans.
"Oh God. Hold up
Sweetie. You're gonna make me come if you keep that
"Thought that was
the point," Willow teased before reclaiming
Kennedy's breast with her teeth through the shirt.
Kennedy grinned, but
disengaged, herself from Willow's lips and hands.
Kennedy got a whimper of protest from the redhead, but
she was determined not to let her wait too long. So
without delay, she moved to her feet and unbuttoned
Willow's jeans before sliding down the zipper. She
pulled the denim from the Wiccan's hips before going to
her ankles and pulling the pants clear off her body.
In record time,
Kennedy kicked off her boots and socks. Next to go were
her own jeans, in one fluid movement. Pausing just a
moment to playfully wiggle her eyebrows she leapt back
to the bed, the impact of which made both of them
now?" Willow asked with a chuckle.
Kennedy shook her
head, rolling toward the redhead. "Not yet,"
she said softly.
She undid the last two
buttons of Willow's shirt and opened it. The witch's
skin always looked so smooth and smelled so wonderful
– a mix of vanilla and hazelnut. Kennedy took a moment
to admire her half naked girlfriend that lay sprawled
before her - legs slightly parted waiting for her
return; red hair blazing across the cream colored
comforter. The potential could feel herself breathing
harder in anticipation. Willow was waiting; waiting for
her. Kennedy took in the sight of Willow cloaked in the
open shirt with only her bra and panties covering her.
She grinned as her eyes devoured the redhead's curves.
Finally, she made her
way up to Willow's eyes.
now," she sighed as her lips descended on Willow's
felt Kennedy's hand go to her center and they both
moaned at the contact - Willow at the friction and
Kennedy at the wetness she found there.
The redhead wanted her
naked and she pulled at Kennedy's shirt. The
slayer-in-training obliged and pulled back long enough
to help lift the shirt over her head before returning to
her task. Willow tried to sit up and remove her own
shirt, but Kennedy gently pushed her back down.
please," she whispered, making Willow stop.
"You look so sexy like this. God, Will. Let me take
you just like this."
Wiccan sighed, straining the name, unable to complete it
given her arousal. All Willow could do was moan at the
moment. Her desire was consuming her and she needed her
hands anywhere and everywhere all at once. She began to
stroke her lover's body, desperately wanting to touch
ever inch of tan skin on the young, dark woman.
"Say it. Ask me
to take you," Kennedy whispered in her ear.
"Please… Let me hear you say it."
Willow swallowed hard,
trying to find her voice again. "Ken," she
struggled, her desire climbing with the feel of
Kennedy's naked body starting to writhe against her.
"Take me now."
Willow pulled Kennedy
back, the potential's face in her hands so she could
meet eye to eye. The intent was clear. "Right now.
Or so help me I'll get up off of this bed a-and oh-ohhh…"
Kennedy didn't break
eye contact and her hand shot to Willow's center. She
watched as Willow's eyes lazily closed and her mouth
opened slightly, fighting for air.
"Open your eyes,
Will," she called down to her.
Willow complied and
found Kennedy licking her lips as her fingers teased her
clit. She continued to rub and pull at the nerve bundle
and Willow found it difficult to keep her eyes open. Her
hips began to buck and Kennedy knew what her fiery
haired goddess wanted. From the teasing look in
Kennedy's eyes, Willow knew what she had to do.
"Y-You want me to
ask don't you?" Willow strained, as her hips rose
to meet Kennedy's hand.
"Oh yeah … You
gotta ask… Come on, Willow. You know I love your
voice. Especially right now. Come on 'n' say it."
Willow closed her eyes
momentarily before opening them. "I'll make a
deal," Willow grinned slightly.
Kennedy asked, her fingers suddenly picking up the pace.
Willow's breath caught
in her throat at the sensation and she couldn’t speak.
deal?" Kennedy asked.
Willow reached up and
tangled her fingers in Kennedy's hair at her temple.
"I'll lick you dry if you put your fingers inside
of me." Kennedy didn't even pause. She slid her
fingers inside the inseam of the panties and directly
into Willow's cleft.
Willow approved as her hips bucked even harder.
"Ya like that,
dontcha?" Kennedy asked.
"Oh yeah. Just
"Ya like it when
I take ya hard and fast, huh?"
Kennedy looked down
and watched the sway of Willow's hips and she licked her
lips. Kennedy was torn between pumping her girlfriend
and tasting her juice that covered her damp fingers. It
was so erotic to Kennedy - watching her girlfriend rise
and fall in rhythm with her hand.
the potential praised. "Ride my hand. Ride it…Oh
god you're getting me so fuckin' wet, Will."
Willow sighed as she bucked even harder against the hand
pounding into her. She knew it wasn't love. It wasn't
happily ever after. It was down right carnal… and she
Kennedy laid down so
Willow's thigh was between her's and she quickly began
to grind. Willow could feel Kennedy's damp curls against
her leg and she raised up slightly to give the woman
more friction. Soon, it was too much and Kennedy's hand
left Willow's center.
Instead of the protest
she expected, Kennedy felt Willow's fingernail dig into
her backside. They began to slide against each other.
Kennedy put her soaked fingers in her mouth and sucked
in Willow's essence.
hummed. "Better than ice cream."
Willow's head feel
back to the mattress and her body continued to buck and
slide against Kennedy. She felt a fine sheen come to her
skin and her muscles tightening and un-tightening.
"I'm so close,
Ken," she whispered. "Don't stop, Sweetheart.
Kennedy could only
grunt her approval as her fingers clutched and clawed at
the bedspread on either side of Willow's head. The
Wiccan's short nails hurt slightly but Kennedy had to
admit she loved the feel at this moment. The animalistic
side of Willow that came out every now and then was
worth a few scratches. The sounds of gasping breaths and
the slapping of their bodies were the only sound in the
room. Kennedy couldn't hold it any longer as the waves
of her climax began to wash over her.
"Oh fuck, yes,
Will! Oh god…"
Her hips gave a hard
thrust and it was enough to push Willow over the edge.
The redhead gripped the potential's ass even harder,
pulling Kennedy roughly against her. After a few more
strokes, Willow's orgasm shot through her body. Her back
arched as the tremors floated from her sex to the rest
of her body and back again.
Willow sighed, as she came off of her high, her hands
now absently playing with Kennedy's hair. "That
"I should go out for ice cream more often,"
she whispered before resting her head on Willow's
shoulder. After a few moments of lazy caresses, Kennedy
moved to her feet, retrieving the spoons and the pint
from the nightstand.
Willow sat up and
reached for the ice cream after Kennedy returned, but
the potential pulled it out of arms reach and tisked
"I don't think
so," she grinned as she plunged the spoon into the
ice cream. Willow watched as Kennedy laid back and let
the scoop fall from the spoon into her already damp
curls. She flinched at the contrast in temperature for a
brief moment. "You gotta deal to keep…
remember?" Kennedy answered with a wily smile.
"That I do,"
Willow answered giving a sly grin of her own.
Kennedy thought as she watched Willow lick her lips and
slink toward her, crawling on her stomach. Gotta get
ice cream more often.