Filling in the Gaps by Red Willow

Disclaimer: All characters and reference to belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and all them other peeps. I'm just using them to make my own fun. Girl/Girl lovin', you no like, you no read. All story ideas other than btvs canon and original characters are solely from my perverted little mind.

Summary: Sequel to The Spaces in Between. Buffy and Willow fun it up, find out some interesting things about Tara's new social life, and—of course—drama ensues.

"So you don't know these girls?" Buffy asked, holding her black leather boot in front of her as she slid her foot in.

"Who?" I asked coming into her room to retrieve my necklace off her bedside table.

"Oh… nope." I closed the clasp and let the charm fall onto my chest where it lay in the open V of my shirt. "Tara seems to think I should know them though…" I shrugged, turning to appraise myself in the mirror. "I might have met them… but they don't sound familiar."

"Hot. Like you always do." I grinned, giving her a quick wink before turning away again to readjust my shirt.

"So does that mean I'm party worthy?" She asked stepping behind me. "I could change."

"Mmmm… better not change… I might not let you get your clothes back on." I told her, pressing my back into her chest, feeling the swell of her breasts.

We kissed deeply and at length, tasting fresh mint and sweet lip-glosses, our tongues slowly tumbling back and forth.

Breaking off the kiss, Buffy leaned her forehead against mine and whispered against my lips, tickling them.

"I don't know Buffy… we did tell Tara we'd go. They're probably already on their way."

"But Will…" She whined, pulling my hips toward her, cutting off the remaining space between us. "Dawn's not even here tonight."

She pulled away from me, pouting. She was so cute, decked out in Slayer-worthy leather, pouting because I wouldn't let us stay home to have sex all over the house, and I knew that that was exactly what she had in mind.

"We go to the party… a-and if you're not having fun and want to leave, we'll take a cab home… and then we can…"

"Gee Will," She started, shaking her head. "I'll try… but I can't promise anything." The sarcasm dripped off her words.

"Hey we shook on it." She pointed out. "If there's no fun for Buffy we come home."

She spun around with a huge grin on her face and grabbed her keys before exiting the room. Before I could get another word in I heard the doorbell ring.

"They're here!" I shouted back down the hall before heading down the stairs to let Tara and her friends in.

Opening the door, I saw Tara standing there in a very low cut maroon shirt that showed off her creamy cleavage quite well. I had to force my eyes away from the sight in front of me to look in her eyes and smile.

"Oh, okay. This is Casey." Tara said, motioning to the girl standing behind her. "Case, this is Buffy."

Casey stepped into the house and smiled. She was tall. Very tall. Her short hair was dyed a deep purple and she sported a ring in her nose. From the sleeveless shirt she wore, I could see the black tribal tattoo that circled her upper arm. It reminded me of Faith's.

I heard Willow start her descent down the stairs and all three of us turned to watch. A grin spread across my face as our eyes met briefly, remembering how we'd spent the last two hours before getting ready for the night.

"So everyone's great?" I asked, ready to get this show on the road. The quicker I got us there, the quicker I could convince Willow to head back home.

Three sets of eyes turned to me briefly before I sighed inwardly and turned toward the door.

"We're in the apartment complex near there." Added Casey as she began the perilous task of parallel parking in front of the liquor store.

"Told Claire I'd pick up some more liquor." Casey said to Tara who nodded, releasing her seatbelt.

We watched Tara follow Casey into the liquor store before turning to each other.

I caught her in a kiss before she had a chance to say anything and tugged gently at her bottom lip, demanding access. She parted her lips and I slipped my tongue inside, exploring the confines of her warm, wet mouth. Her hand tightened its grip on my thigh as she leaned into me, meeting my tongue with hers. We kissed at length, our mouths pulling and chasing back and forth, breathing large puffs of air out through our nostrils, determined to get in as much kissing before Tara and Casey came back.

I looked between the two briefly before adding a quick 'Okay' and followed Casey into the liquor store.

The store was brightly lit, with rows and rows of every type of liquor one could possibly want. Cases and displays were stacked anywhere there was room and walking through without touching one was hard work. It smelled like spilt whisky and mildew, reminding me of my Father's bedroom after my Mother passed away.

"So w-what are we getting?" I asked Casey, looking around at the array of dark colored bottles in front of us.

"Hmmm… well Claire said to make sure we got Tequila… which…" She looked behind her, glancing around. "Is over there."

"Oh… I'll get it." I made my way over to the tequila display and looked at several different ones before glancing back at Casey. "Which do I get?" I asked.

She looked back toward me again and I held up a small white labeled bottle and another, gold labeled one.

"Get the gold, but get that big one right there." She pointed off to my right and I followed where she was pointing.

I picked up the jug-sized bottle, questioning who on earth could drink that much.

"Yup." She nodded glancing down at the jug in my hands before returning to the two bottles she was trying to decide on in her hands.

I blushed at my naiveté and shook my head. "O-only when I'm with you guys… a-and then… I just drink what you give me." I laughed at my absurdity.

"Don't worry 'bout it, Tar, we'll break you in yet." She laughed and squeezed me tighter. "Okay… this is Southern Comfort… I can't decide if I want the white or black…"

"S-southern C-comfort?" I remembered the last time I drank that stuff and it was not pretty. "I-I think I'll be passing on that tonight."

"Last time I w-woke up naked in your bed and I could hardly remember most of the night… plus… I w-was sick for two days."

"Sweetie…" She touched my chin with her fingertip. "Claire hates this stuff. There was just me and little ol' you doing those shots… and I honestly thought I wasn't going to be able to keep up."

"W-well… I used to… um, not drink." I shook my head, a grin creeping onto my lips. "I really drank that much?" I asked her again, looking up.

"Totally." She gave me a quick peck on my forehead. "But, we've got um…" She looked around before returning her attention to me. "Vodka, rum… Mmm… Kahlua…"

We walked around the store, picking up bottle after bottle until both our arms were full of brown and clear liquor.

"Funny girl." She placed her bottles on the counter, then took mine and did the same. "Actually… whoever's there already will be real happy when we get there… there's hardly anything left from the last time." She presented her ID to the questioning man behind the counter. "Never restocked." She clarified, turning back to me.

Casey paid and the mustached clerk bagged the bottles, separating them into two large paper bags. We walked back toward the door where Casey stopped suddenly.

I watched the frown form on her face while she struggled for whatever it was that she wanted to ask.

"It's just that…" She looked me in the eye and I could see the worry dance around in hers. "You don't… I mean… you're okay with this… right?"

"I don't do anything I don't want to." I told her. "U-unless… I mean… unless you put a spell on me…" I grinned.

"Shyeah… right. Witch Fu, that's me." She laughed lightly, knowing it sometimes still bothered me what Willow did, but for the most part, I was over it, over her except in an only friend type capacity.

She opened the door, holding it open for me as we stepped back into the fresh air of an early Sunnydale evening. Upon nearing the car though, she stopped again suddenly, causing me to almost lose the grip on the paper bag held to my chest as I nearly ran into her.

"Uh… I think we just found out if Buffy's into girls." Casey said glancing back at me.

I followed her line of site to the car. Though it was already starting to get dark, the street lamp and the lights from the store made the view plain to see. Buffy and Willow were caught up in a desperate lip lock, holding each other tight. I had no doubt that this was not their first kiss.

I shook my head, still staring in disbelief at what I saw. Willow's hand was roaming up the side Buffy's neck and Buffy's hand was tangled in Willow's hair.

"I-I…" I wasn't sure what to say. "I think… I knew W-w-willow had a… thing… for her… but…"

I looked at her in shock. Willow wouldn't do that to me. Would she? No way. I shook my head, knowing in my heart that she wouldn't have done that. "No… absolutely not!"

I glanced back toward the car just in time to see them break off their kiss and I quickly averted my gaze again. Casey was already near the trunk, her hand fishing in her jean pocket for her keys.

I made my way over to her, putting my bag in the trunk next to hers. I made sure not to look in the backseat. I don't know why, but for some reason, I just didn't want them to know I saw them.

"Yup, all set." Casey answered brightly before gunning the engine and taking off down the road.

I broke away, knowing we had to stop and let my forehead rest against hers briefly before quickly reclaiming her mouth, sliding my tongue over her bottom lip. Her fingers laced into my hair, pulling me back tighter against her and I slid my hand up her neck, loving the feel of her soft skin under my hands. I found her pulse point and let my finger linger there. Quickly we kissed, desperate for a few extra seconds of each others touch and taste.

Muffled voices not far from the car made us pull back. Good thing too, I glanced out the side window to see Tara standing there holding a bag as Casey came toward the car. I sat back on my side of the car, straightening my shirt and running my hands quickly through my hair. Buffy did the same, producing a compact to check herself.

"I know… it's just… kind of weird." I bit my lip, unsure if I could convey my feelings.

"Never us." I smiled and squeezed her hand, trying to reassure her that it had nothing to do with us as a couple.

"Just… telling her… and…" I shrugged. "Maybe you're right. O-okay… idea."

"You can tell her!" I said excited, completely convinced that would be the best course of action.

"Uh… don't you think you should do that?" She questioned, looking at me closely.

We took off down the street and I leaned back, sliding down a bit in my seat for the ride, knowing it was at least twenty minutes to Kent Prep. I watched as Tara leaned over Casey, smiling up at her briefly, before turning down the visor and retrieving a CD from the sleeve there.

"This one?" She asked Casey who nodded her approval before Tara sat back in her own chair.

"Way cool Tar." Casey continued. "You guys like Orgy?" She asked looking at us in the rearview.

"Uh… don't think I've heard them before." I told them as I watched Tara swat Casey's arm playfully for the last comment.

In return, Casey grinned back at her, placing her hand on Tara's corduroyed thigh and giving her a squeeze.

"Like you'll say no later." I heard Casey say softly right before the music started.

Tara's blush flooded all the way down her neck, and from my angle behind Casey, I could tell Tara was trying to keep a grin off her face. From her reaction, I could tell that at some point she hadn't refused that offer in the past. My ex-girlfriend turned the volume up considerably and we were inundated with a heavy bass line and loud percussion. I had never heard them as far as I knew, but so far, they sounded pretty good. I was surprised though, to see Tara already into the beat, mouthing the words along with the singer. I also noticed that Casey didn't remove her hand from Tara's thigh, which made me wonder if they weren't going out and she just never told me, or did I just assume that Casey was going out with Claire?

"So…" I started, leaning forward to put my face near the backs of their seats. "You and Claire are together then?" I asked glancing from the girl's hand on Tara's leg to her face.

"They have an o-open relationship." Tara explained, glancing at me before she looking down at the hand on her leg briefly. She didn't turn back toward me, instead continued singing the song that was on while looking out the window.

"Yup…" Casey turned nodded, turning onto another road. "Actually, there's very little seeing other people without Claire or I involved."

I frowned, not sure what she meant. Tara always was good at reading my mind and again she had to clarify things to me.

"What Case is saying, is that they have an open relationship that allows them to see other p-people besides each other… but most of the time, they simply invite… hmm… a third party to join them… does that make sense?" She asked, searching my face.

"Oh… okay." I nodded that her description made a lot more sense now, but it still didn't mean I got it.

I leaned back in my seat again turned my body toward Buffy, lacing my fingers with hers on the seat between us. I caught her eye and then gestured with my own toward the front of the car, trying to convey that something was going on between Tara and Casey. She was oblivious, as she often is not barring demons and vampires. That doesn't make me love her any less, just makes me want to try harder.

I squeezed her hand, grabbing her attention again and made my eyes wide before swinging them in the direction of our companions. She shrugged her shoulders as if to ask 'what?'

I rolled my eyes and made her look down at my hand. I pointed my index finger toward the front of the car, then showed her my hand, placed it on her thigh briefly, before pointing to Casey. Again I put my hand on her thigh before pointing to Tara. I could see something dawning in her features.

"So…" Buffy started. I saw her glance down between the two before she continued. "Is this an intimate setting, few friends good times kind of deal or uh drunken frat type frolic?"

Casey laughed at that and from between where Buffy was seated and the driver side car seat, I saw her remove her hand from Tara's thigh to cover her mouth as she laughed.

"I… I'm sorry… it's just that…" Casey laughed some more, shaking her head.

Again, Tara had to interpret. "Casey and Claire have a strict policy against anything Greek." She explained.

"Yes, we have a… a very open party." She smiled at Tara who nodded. "We don't pay to have friends and we hate groups that discriminate, for uh… obvious reasons…"

I remembered the few parties that we attended at Riley's "frat" house and wow, always loads of fun boy, let me tell you.

"Mmmm… most of the time we just have a few friends over, hang out… and do… other stuff…" Casey grinned at Tara, who again couldn't help the blush that came over her face and I was soon dying to know just what my ex-girlfriend had gotten in to. "But tonight… well there's gonna be a lot of people there with it being Spring Break. Most of our neighbors are gone, but my friends Shelley and Andi live next door and above us is Melissa and Jen. We sort of all decided to throw a big party."

As if on cue, Casey turned into the small apartment complex, going past the first set of buildings toward the back. I looked out the window as a small crowd of people came into view near the end of the second building.

"Guess this is it." Buffy said looking toward the crowd of mostly girls hung on the stairs between the first and second floors.

Casey pulled into one of the only empty parking spaces, beeping the horn for a few stragglers to move out of the way. The three girls who had stood there moments before waved happily at us before turning back to their conversation. The deep thumping of bass and percussion could be heard even inside the car.

"Okay," Casey started as she shut the engine off. "That's me and Claire's apartment there," She pointed straight ahead where an open door provided a view into a very crowded apartment. "We have the liquor. Shelley and Andi's," She pointed to the open apartment beside hers. "They have food and beer, probably more liquor. Directly upstairs you'll find Mel and Jen, they have the keg and probably a few bongs… so if that's not your thing… well it can get pretty smoky in there." She giggled softly before stepping out with the rest of us behind her.

As soon as we exited the car, Casey and Tara were greeted by most of the women standing outside.

"You get the feeling Tara comes here a lot?" I asked Buffy who had met me in front of the car, looking from apartment to apartment and the many people that littered in and out.

"You noticed that too huh?" She asked, pointing toward two girls making out on the balcony. "And that?"

"Come on Will… let's mingle!" Buffy joked, grabbing my arm and dragging me into Casey's apartment.

Stepping into the apartment was like stepping into another world. Candles and incense burned from various areas of the room, the floors vibrated from the music blasting out of the large speakers near the front door, and the lamps were shaded with scarves, diffusing the light into soft reds and gold. People, mostly women sat or stood throughout the large living room holding large red party cups trying to talk over the music. In various dark corners, especially near the hallway, which I assumed led to the bedrooms and bathroom, couples made out, groping and kissing oblivious to the throngs of people around them.

I had to admit; aside from all the people Tara's friends had a really nice apartment. Black, overstuffed furniture was set up around a large iron and glass coffee table with matching ends. A large entertainment center sat in the far wall, where I assumed the speakers had originally stood. On the wall opposite the couch and loveseat was a tall bookcase overstuffed with books, and on either side stood two very large rubber plants that looked as if they might break the pots that held them. A large painting hung over the couch of two nude women laying in each other's arms, their faces obscured.

"This place is nice." I said, looking around. We were heading toward the kitchen, trying to politely weave our way through the small group gathered directly in our path.

"Oh!" I leaned in to her, speaking close to her ear. "I said this place is really nice!"

"Okay…" I gripped her hand and we finally made it through the slew of woman who smiled and parted for us.

After we each got drinks, of which I only sipped mine, having never fully gotten over the whole Cave-Slayer thing freshman year, we tried to relax and enjoy the music.

Unable to ever fully relax around a large group of people if Willow was near, I kept my awareness high and let her enjoy herself as she realized that she knew a few of the women here from her classes.

Trying to keep up with the conversation, even though I really had no idea what they were talking about, I found that I had drank my entire fruity concoction, even against my own warning. I looked over at Willow's and saw that she was almost done with hers as well.

I was almost to the kitchen when I felt a hand on my shoulder. Turning quickly I caught sight of Casey's tall figure.

"I'll come with." She told me and I followed her into the kitchen where two women, one with a shaved head and the other with long curly auburn hair stood mixing drinks.

Casey kissed the auburn on the cheek before telling her something I couldn't catch in her ear. She grinned, blushing, and turned away to go back to her task. Casey smiled broadly before turning back to me.

"Good…" She turned back to the other girls. "Two 'sex on the beaches' please ladies."

"You like the music?" She asked just as the current song ended and a new one came on.

"Who's this?" I asked, gesturing with my hand and watched her pour a thick brown liquid into a shot glass.

She listened for a moment, swallowed the shot down, cleared her throat and then gave me another broad smile.

She laughed lightly and wrapped her arm around my shoulder. "You're welcome to borrow some CDs if you really like them."

"Here." I heard the girl behind us say. We both turned and the shaven head girl held out two plastic cups toward us.

We headed back toward the living room, Casey stopping at almost every woman we passed to either say hi or whisper something in her ear that would inevitably leave the woman blushing. I had an idea that this woman in my company got around a lot.

"So you and Willow are like together now right?" She asked suddenly, turning to me.

I opened my mouth, but could only shut it again because I was at a loss for words.

She laughed again. "In case you haven't noticed, most of the people here are women, and almost all of them are lesbians. You might want to stake your claim, instead of pretending like there's nothing between you. Unless of course you're open, like me and Claire…"

"Which…" She continued. "You know… you should really consider inviting Tara to join… she'd so be into that."

"Hey!" Casey shouted to someone behind me, waving her hand excitedly. "Sorry Buff, I gotta jet, I'll catch up with you and Will later, kay?"

"Uh… huh." I nodded, watching her disappear behind a small group of women only to reappear in another woman's arms, kissing softly.

Invite Tara? Huh? Not that Tara wouldn't be hot in bed, that I have no doubt. Memories of hearing her and Willow have sex while I slid my hips back and forth on my hand, knees drawn up, face buried in my pillow flooded my mind momentarily and I literally had to shake my head to rid the thoughts and clear my vision.

Looking around the large, dimly lit room, I spotted Willow and another woman standing near the couch. The other woman stood at least a half a foot taller than her. She had spiked brown hair and her defined muscles stood out on her sleeveless arms. Taking a step past a couple that were whispering in each other's ears, I finally saw that the woman was gripping Willow's arm hard enough to cause her to wince. Anger boiled up in me, making me want pick that woman up and toss her through a window. Who the hell did she think she was to touch my Willow like that?

I quickly made my way over to them, depositing the drinks on an end table on the way. I caught Willow's eyes as she whispered my name just as I came up behind the other woman. I couldn't see Willow from my stance any longer since the tall spiky haired girl towered over both of us and sported very broad shoulders as well.

Putting my hands on my hips and looking up at her I said, "I think you need to get your hands off her."

I followed her with my eyes through the small crowd, admiring that great back view, feeling like a teenager, remembering all those times in high school I walked up the stairs behind in.

"Your girlfriend, right?" She asked, her eyes returning to where Buffy had been a second before.

"I was just saying she's a hottie. Not that I'm interested… just pointing it out." Beth finished smiling.

Hottie, yup, I know it. I got me a hottie. I couldn't help but grin. I got me a hot Slayer. Woo hoo for me!

"Hey you two, Andi wanted us to come see their new aquarium… you know how she is about those damn fish."

I looked over to see Jess lending her hand for another woman I didn't know to get up.

With that, they all got up and left, leaving me feeling a slight bit out of place. I looked around, hoping I'd catch sight of Tara or Casey before Buffy got back. Unfortunately I hadn't seen Tara since we first arrived, and I didn't recognize anyone else. I tapped my foot to the music and finished the last of my drink, which actually wasn't as strong as I first feared. As long as I didn't find a dead body, I'd be okay.

"Hi there." I heard someone say behind me. I turned to see a tall, muscular woman in a tank top propped on the back of the loveseat.

"Oh… uh, Hi." I tried to smile, but something told me this woman wanted more than to just chat.

"Mind if I sit?" She asked as she came around in front of me and took as seat beside me where Beth had been sitting.

"You look damn good, you know that?" She ran the tip of her finger up my forearm.

"Uh… thanks?" I squeaked, trying to shift closer to the armrest and away from her. Only problem was I was already squished against it.

"You here with someone?" She asked, never meeting my eye. She was undressing me with her eyes, I just know it!

"Yes. Yes I am." I said firmly, my eyes darting beyond her head, hoping to spot Buffy in the crowd.

"What woman would ever leave you alone?" She asked, repeating her earlier action of running her finger up my forearm, only this time she let it linger near my breast until I pulled away from her. She met my eyes finally, trying to find something there I assume.

"I'm sure she is sweets." She grinned. "That doesn't mean you and me can't have a little fun though."

Instead of dragging her fingers across my arm, she put her whole hand on my upper thigh.

"Mmm… like to give orders huh?" She gave me a squeeze before continuing. "Sorry hon, I'm not really the bottom type."

I pushed her hand away, standing. She followed right behind me, an angry glint entering her eyes as she stared at me.

"What's your rush babe?" She grabbed my arm, squeezing tight. It hurt a lot and I couldn't yank free. My eyes darted around the room until they landed on Buffy rushing toward us, the anger evident on her smooth features.

"Buffy…" I whispered just as this tall menace began pulling me closer. Her fingers were entirely too tight on my arm and I knew I'd have a bruise in the morning.

"I think you need to get your hands off her." Buffy said, standing firm behind the towering form that held me.

"I said, get your hands off my girlfriend." Buffy's voice rose higher, while she still regained that self-control the vamps hated her for.

The woman began laughing, a deep guttural laugh, letting everyone know that she was highly amused. Glancing around I saw several others looking at us and noticed the scared looks on their faces. I'm pretty sure that this woman was not someone most of them would ever mess with. Fortunately for me, my girlfriend was the Slayer and could mop the floor with her ass.

"Oh please…" The woman sneered. "You've gotta be kidding me." She dropped my arm and turned to face Buffy fully. "What's little ol' you gonna do about it."

Without warning, the tall woman's arm shot out and I just knew her fist was going to connect with Buffy's nose. Having fast reflexes though, Buffy was able to sidestep and grab the woman hand with her own. Before any of us knew what was happening, Buffy had the woman turned back toward me, holding her arm against her back almost to the breaking point with one hand, while the other squeezed the back of her neck.

"Now…" Began Buffy as everyone in the room had their full attention on us. If this had been a bar room brawl in a movie, someone would've pulled the plug on the jukebox. "You see this beautiful woman in front of you?" She asked the tall woman, yanking her head up.

The woman glanced at me, from the way Buffy was forcing her to lean over, we were almost eye level. She didn't say anything and I saw the glint of fury dancing in her eyes. I was pretty sure she was not used to being on the receiving of her current position.

Buffy pushed the woman's arm up harder into her back and I was sure any further and I would hear it snap. As if they had read my thoughts about the music, someone lowered the volume and there was only the steady throb from the second radio in the apartment upstairs.

"I'm sorry… I didn't think you wanted a broken arm." Buffy quipped in her usual chipper way.

She put a little more pressure on the arm, making the woman's eyes shoot open as she gritted her teeth.

"Now… let's try this again." Buffy looked at me for a minute and although I kind of wanted her to just let the woman go so we could head home, I also wanted to let her do her thing, it was actually turning me on. "Do you see this beautiful woman in front of you here?"

As the woman looked at me, I saw her eyes well up with tears. I could tell she was in a lot of pain. She tried to nod, but Buffy's hand on her neck prevented her from much movement.

Behind Buffy I saw Tara and Casey come out from the hallway, both stopping in shock at the site in front of them. They looked around quickly before Casey attempted to take a step toward us. Tara stopped her with a hand to her shoulder.

"Because that's my girlfriend you were groping." Buffy continued. "She means everything in the world to me and I would literally kill to keep her safe." Buffy brought the woman's head up slightly. "Do you understand that?" Her voice took on a harsher tone.

"Now say you're sorry." Buffy's tone sounded like one she'd use on a child who wouldn't share a crayon.

Buffy pulled the woman up higher and one lonely tear fell down her face. I couldn't help it, but I was mesmerized by Buffy's actions and could feel my heart beating faster with my arousal.

"I'm sorry." The tall woman finally told me, glancing at me one single time before averting her gaze to the floor again.

"Good." Buffy said happily. "Now behave yourself." She chided before letting her go.

I stepped out of the way as the woman stumbled a bit, holding her arm. You could see the fury dancing through her, bubbling just under the skin. She turned back and glared at us as Buffy wrapped her arm around my waist. Buffy raised her eyebrows as if questioning the woman if there was anything else she could help her with. With an angry scowl and a few curse words, the woman was out the door. No one said anything for a few tense moments and I turned to Buffy, burying my head on her shoulder. I hadn't realized it at the time, but I had been very close to using magicks on the woman.

Turning around we saw Casey and Tara standing there as everyone else's voices began to swell in volume again. I heard a lot of 'I don't believe it' and 'she's lucky.'

"No, no, no… I mean… how the hell did you do that?" Casey looked Buffy up and down. "I mean… J.J.'s a real bitch, hell I know that… and if it was up to me she wouldn't even be here… but… how the hell… she's strong Buffy… real strong, and you… you look like…"

"No way… she could have gotten out of that easy…" Casey shook her head, not believing what she had just witnessed.

Someone turned the volume on the stereo back up and we were once again inundated with heavy bass lines.

"No… no its cool, I've had plenty." I tried to smile, but the fact was I was feeling real uncomfortable standing there with Buffy holding me, and Tara waiting for the answer to her unasked question.

"They're together sweetie. I thought we sorted this out." Casey said coming to stand behind Tara.

"W-we saw you kissing… at the store." Tara told us, trying to keep her eyes between us, rather than on either one of us.

"No, that's… that's um…" Tara nodded. "That's r-really great." One of her token smiles graced her lips and I felt pressure ease off my mind. I really didn't know how Tara would take the news; I just knew I didn't want to hurt her any further than I had when we were together.

Casey shook her head and shrugged, still not able to process how Buffy was able to subdue J.J.

"I still don't know how you did that." Casey told Buffy. "You're so tiny." She laughed, shaking her head. She put her arms out and shrugged. "But hey… if you ever feel the need to do it again, feel free. I can't stand that bitch!"

"W-we'll be next door." Tara said before turning away and following Casey out through the door.

"No… no it's okay… I'm just glad you showed up when you did." I pulled back from her, looking her in her face, tracing the worry lines with my fingers. "Buffy… I…" I looked down, unsure of the words to use. "I almost used magicks…" I spoke in hushed tones and I feared she wouldn't hear me.

"You…" I glanced up to see her studying my face. She wrapped me in her arms again and I rested my head on her shoulder. "Baby, I'm so sorry… are you okay?" She asked softly.

"The power's in me Buffy… getting rid of the herbs and candles, the crystals… those are… they're tools for spells… but… the power…" I shook my head, looking down. "It's in here." I put my hand on my chest.

Neither of us said anything for a few moments, just looked at each other, her hand softly stroking my cheek as people moved around us, some dancing while others simply talked.

"Willow… you have the power to do magic… it's in you… and you still didn't use it." She took me in her arms again, placing her lips softly on my ear. "You always amaze me." She said softly.

Our lips met, soft pressure on barely parted lips before the tip of her tongue sought entrance and I opened my mouth, inviting, wanting and needing her inside me. I felt my arousal spike again and with the steady beat of the music I was tempted to grind my hips against hers. Her hands roamed down my back, brushing over my butt before resting on my lower back. I slid my hand up into her hair, entangling my fingers and pulling her against me, our lips crushing fiercely as I sucked on her tongue.

The people standing, dancing, and sitting around us became a distant memory as I was caught up in our kiss. It felt like my insides were on fire. I wanted to pull Buffy inside me, to devour her.

She was so amazing and she didn't even know it. All the times she had risked her life, all the things she had walked away from, and she acted like it was just another day. She was so strong to resist the temptation. So strong to just be the normal Willow I fell in love with years ago that she seemed to hate so much.

"Willow…" I started. "You have the power to do magic… it's in you… and you still didn't use it." I wrapped my arms around her and held her to me, placing a soft kiss on her ear before continuing. "You always amaze me."

Stopping only briefly to place a quick peck on her cheek, I met her lips with mine and we kissed slowly, softly pressing forward and back until I let the tip of my tongue slide up against the underside of her upper lip. I wanted to taste her, to drink her in. She parted her lips and we deepened the kiss, tongues caressing.

I felt her hand in my hair as I briefly brushed mine over her ass before resting both of them at the small of her back, pulling her closer, our hips touching.

Practically panting, my heart threatening to beat out of my chest, I broke off the kiss and leaned my forehead against hers. We locked eyes, my lust and desperation mirrored in the deep green orbs in front of me. Her tongue snaked out to lick her lips and my muscles jumped in arousal.

"Want to get… some air?" I asked her, my fingers flexing against her soft skin.

We walked outside, only vaguely aware that the crowd that had initially been there when we arrived, had thinned down considerably.

"Have we really been here that long?" I asked, catching sight of three women helping another into a car.

"Sweetie, where are we going?" I asked when I realized we were rounding the corner of the building, leaving the crowd and the blare of the music behind.

"Mmmm… somewhere… private." She told me, giggling as she brought me around the other side of the building.

I looked around and saw that there was nothing but a small clearing used as the back yard followed by a dense area of trees. Hearing the muffled thumb of the music, I realized that we were in the back of Casey and Claire's apartment. There was a small deck with a few potted plants on it, but nothing more. From how I remembered the outline of the apartment, I guessed that this led off from one of the bedrooms. Willow pulled me past the first deck to an empty space between it and another. The second I assumed to belong to her neighbors, Shelley and Andi.

"Private huh?" I asked, eyeing my girlfriend and noting the giddy smile that was crossing her lips.

"Mmm hmm…" She trailed her finger up my stomach, following the buttons on my shirt, between my breasts, until finally stopping at my throat. "Unless… you want to go home." She added before grabbing my shirt with her other hand and pulling me to her.

I crashed against her body, pushing her back into the wall of the building as my lips met hers once again and we were caught up in a deep, searing kiss. Tiny bolts of energy were coursing through me, causes my senses to hop into overdrive.

She smiled against my lips before whispering, "I take it you're enjoying yourself?"

I pulled away and shook my head. "Not really. I didn't need that little… confrontation with in there… but…"

"No, no… not your fault. I… it just killed to see her handle you like that. I…" I shook my head and looked her straight in the eyes. "I was serious… about what I said. About killing anything that tried to hurt you, to protect you."

"I know… but I'm glad you didn't try to kill her… human and all." She grinned, stroking my cheek, her slim fingers passing compassion into me.

"Yeah… I just think about Spike…" I closed my eyes, feeling dirty for a brief second that I ever slept with him. "I mean… I'm glad I did it." I opened my eyes and caught hers. "He hurt you. And it makes my whole body hurt… makes my heart hurt when you're in pain."

"Oh baby…" She whispered, pulling my face toward hers and dropping light kisses across my lips, along my cheeks, and chin.

I dropped my head onto her shoulder and let her hold me, let her stroke my hair with those soft hands, while I inhaled her pure Willow scent. I love you Willow, I love you I love you I love you…

"Oh…" I groaned, her admission causing the slow steady throb between my legs to jumpstart. "Come on then let's-"

"No…" She cut me off. "I can't wait. I…" She glanced down briefly before meeting my eyes again. "When you… when you had that… that J.J. in an arm lock… when you…" She rolled her eyes and let an embarrassed smile creep onto her features.

"W-well… it… I-I kinda got… horny." One small hand flew up to cover her face as she shook her head and I couldn't help the huge smile plastered on my face.

"Hmm…" I took her hand away and pulled her chin up, forcing her to look at me. "Slayer strength turns you on?"

"More than that. I-it was like… the way you were sticking up for me… I saw the anger in your eyes… but also… your need to protect me… a-and the way you handled it…"

"Then let me take you home so I can make love to you." I whispered stepping closer to you.

"I… want you so bad right now… baby touch me… I want to do it right now…"

She grabbed me around the waist and pulled me into her, her body squished tight between me and the wall.

"Touch me Slayer, make me cum." She growled in my ear before taking it into her mouth, flicking her tongue against it.

I attacked her neck with my mouth, kissing and licking the exposed flesh while I squeezed my hands between our bodies to cup her breasts. Her nipples were stiff, straining against the material that held them. Running my thumbs over them softly, Willow's hips jerked against me as a low moan met my ears. I tugged on the stiff peaks through the material as I placed my foot between her feet, firmly pressing my thigh against her sex.

"Sweet…" Was all she could moan before attaching her mouth to my throat where she sucked and licked greedily.

Her hips began a slow back and forth movement against my thigh as I continued to kiss and nip the soft, sensitive flesh of her neck while tugging, squeezing, and rolling her nipples between my fingers. Not long after however, she grabbed one of my hands and pushed it down, stopping her hip thrusts against my leg. I thought she had seen someone, or heard something.

Without a word, she pressed my hand between her legs, telling me to hurry up and get on with it by thrusting against it and grabbing my hair with the other hand.

Quickly I brought my other hand down and unbuttoned the fly on her low cut jeans, unzipping them soon after. I ran my hand across the smooth flatness of her stomach before sliding it down further into her panties. Her breath hitched and she moaned into my ear, which caused my own floodgates to release, slowly soaking my panties. I caught her lips with mine and plunged my tongue in, fully exploring her mouth, letting my fingers linger against her lips, feeling her seeping wetness on them.

Breaking off the kiss I took my hand out of her pants and spun her around. She put her hands against the wall and pushed her hips back so that her butt was sticking out. I ran my hands over it before grabbing her around the waist and molding my body to hers. A low growl erupted from my lips as I slid my hand back into her panties and began to kiss the side of her neck.

"You want this baby?" I asked, sliding my index and middle fingers along her slick lips, teasing her.

I slid my fingers inside, her wetness coating them instantly and began slow wide circles around her hardened nub before plunging them down further to scoop up her thick juices.

The throbbing between my legs was almost painful I was so turned on. I pressed myself against her and began to move my fingers around, sliding them around and over her clit until she was moving her hips against the movement, until we were so tightly pressed together that we were both moving with her hips.

Moans and groans of pleasure were all that I heard as everything else was drowned out by our movements, the quiet squish my fingers made in her wetness, and my own throbbing need. I brought my free hand up and slid my fingers along her lips. She caught them with her teeth and pulled them in, sucking on the first two. I groaned out my approval as it sent shivers up my arm, directly to my sex, which I ground against her, pushing further to fulfill my own needs as well as hers.

It didn't take long for her to peak as she arched away from me briefly before crashing back into me, her hips bucking wildly against my hand. She bit down on my fingers muffling the cries that tried to escape her mouth. I closed my eyes as my own small orgasm struck, sending quiet waves through me. I basked in the pleasure she caused me, and the pleasure I received in making her feel good. I felt her hand on mine and opened my eyes.

I circled my fingers around the jumping nub under them as her hand continued to rest atop mine. I kissed her softly on the shoulder, then trailed feather light kisses along her neck before sucking her earlobe into my mouth. I moved my other hand to her breast and skated my thumb across it, eliciting soft affirmative moans.

The gentle rock in her hips against my slow movements and the increasing moans told me she was close. I squeezed her clit between my two fingers causing her hips to violently jerk against me.

I increased the massage, switching between rolling it between my fingers and sliding them over and around it.

"Oh… yeah… right…ohhh-" She couldn't finish as her second orgasm crashed through her, sending her body into a torrent of shudders before she collapsed back against me, panting hard.

"Is that what you wanted?" I asked softly, holding her to me as I slowly took my fingers away from her sex, but not completely out of her panties.

"Come here." I turned her around to face me and helped her zip her pants up before holding her in my arms.

We took a seat on the back deck, her head resting against my shoulder and my arm around her. Comfortable silence fell between us though we were still hearing and feeling the steady throb of the party's music behind us.

I knew I must be blushing from head to toe. I loved the things I did with Casey and Claire, but the way Casey was able to speak about them so openly always made me blush, especially with the way her warm breath made my ear tingle, sending little bolts of arousal off throughout my body.

I saw Willow looking at us and I knew she would never understand, hence the reason I felt no obligation to go out of my way to explain the unique relationship I was having with Case and Claire. I was just disappointed that Buffy had been swept up before I got a chance with her. I guess their behavior the other night made sense now. I just knew I had walked in on something, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I kind of felt like a moron for not seeing it.

"A-are you sure you're all right?" I asked Willow, noticing how she was still rubbing her arm.

"W-we'll be next door." I pointed toward the wall that separated Case's place from Andi and Shell's before turning to follow Case.

"Wow, Buffy's strong huh?" Casey asked me as we walked the few feet from one door to the other.

"Yes she is." I agreed. I knew it would be okay to tell her about Buffy being the Slayer, but I thought that should be left up to Buffy or Willow, not me. "She w-works out a lot… and does m-marshal arts."

"Oh really?" Case slung her arm around my shoulder as we walked past a smaller crowd of women, most waving or tipping their drinks in Case's direction. "Maybe we could spar sometime."

"She might like that… I could ask her if you want." I told her before accepting a drink from Claire who was standing near the dining room table.

"Thought you'd never get back here!" She exclaimed, wrapping her arms around me in a hug. "Case keep you busy again?" She appraised her partner briefly before returning her attention to me.

"What?" The shock was evident in Claire's voice as she looked between me and Case.

"Wait a minute. Let me get this right. Your friend… your little blonde friend Buffy right?"

"You know how J.J. can get after a breakup… apparently Willow wasn't having it, not that I blame her mind you… but uh… Buffy stepped in…" Case took a gulp of her drink. "Ah hell… she put the bitch in an arm lock and made her apologize!" Casey burst out laughing, slapping her knee for emphasis. "Oh man… oh, it was so funny!"

I grinned, remembering J.J.'s sorry attempt to stay in control against the Slayer.

"But I missed you guys… you said you'd only be gone a few minutes." She did her best impersonation of a pout before trailing her fingers up my neck.

Case stepped behind her, running her hands up Claire's sides. "Well… we're here now."

"Mmmm… good." Claire moaned as I leaned over and captured the soft flesh of her neck between my lips.

"Of course… you could've come with us and then we might still be in the bedroom…" Case whispered in Claire's ear, but loud enough for me to hear. I smiled against the flesh I was currently kissing.

"Strip poker?" Case asked. We both noticed that Claire was missing her shirt, only wearing a light tank top.

"Mmm… not tonight. But there's a pleasant game of dirty dice going on over there. I just stopped to get a drink when I saw you two enter." She trailed her finger across my lips as I pulled away from her.

"Is that all you think about?" Claire questioned turning from me to face her lover.

Case looked at me, shrugging. I grinned and glanced toward the bedrooms. Her eyes lit up and nodded. Claire caught the nod and shook her head, running her fingers along the exposed skin of Case's toned arm.

"Aren't they though?" A new voice joined in behind me. I turned to see Shell standing there with a broad smile.

"Hi Shell, I like your new aquarium." I told her, glancing toward the large glass structure in the farthest corner of the room.

"Shot?" Asked Case. I turned around to see her pouring the bourbon into two separate shot sized plastic cups.

"That's my girl." Case smiled, pouring a third. I took it and waited for the others.

"To good times and great sex." Case added. The rest of us rolled our eyes, laughing.

I swallowed mine, clenching my fist against the burning sensation that arose in my belly. I shook my head, grimacing. I felt a hand on my back and couldn't help but smile at Claire who took my cup, tossing it in the garbage near by.

We turned to see Andi standing with her arm outstretched, holding an empty cup. Claire rolled her eyes.

"What am I, drink wench tonight?" She questioned, taking the cup and tossing it into the garbage.

"You've got them for that." Claire pointed out the muscular guy manning a blender and the blonde girl pouring tequila into it.

"So… did you show them yet?" Andi asked turning her attention back toward us and away from the strutting stud near the blender.

"Nope… did you want to?" Shell asked, reaching for the bottle of liquor again. She held it up offering to pour her girlfriend a shot so she wouldn't have to wait for the 'bartenders' to mix her one.

"Sure." She took the shot and downed it, wincing against the bite. "We got something to show you."

Shell and Andi headed for their bedroom and we followed, curious as to what they would want to show us back there.

"Okay…" Andi said turning to us as she reached their closed door. "In appreciation for Shell appeasing my fish passion… I got her…" She opened the door and hit the switch that turned two floor lamps on. "This." She finished letting the rest of us step into the room.

Their bedroom looked the same as it had the last time I was in it, blacks and maroons from floor to ceiling. The walls were painted black, the comforter on the bed was maroon and gold, while the floor was covered in overlapping black and maroon plush carpeting. Candles and crystals as well as small gold picture frames were scattered around the dark furniture.

"Holy shit… no way!" Case's excited voice cut through my observation and I followed her gaze up to the ceiling.

Shell and Andi giggled in delight as they flopped down on the bed next to each other.

I was in awe. The entire ceiling was mirrored, reflecting everything. My mouth hung open as I stared at the reflection of us in their ceiling.

"You guys rock!" Case squealed, hopping onto the bed next to them. "I can't believe this! C we SO have to do this!"

Claire lay down on the bed, reaching her arm out for me. I joined them and the five of us snuggled on the queen sized bed, staring up at our reflections and giggling.

"I don't even want to know how much this set you back, do I?" Asked Claire after a few minutes.

"What about you Tara?" Shell asked me, her fingers making lazy figure eights on my thigh.

Claire put her hand on my arm and smiled. Every look she gave me was a reassurance. They gave me confidence, built my self-esteem up, and reassured me that I could have fun, that I could make decisions without being afraid. I loved them for it, all four of them. I never felt like a fifth wheel, which is exactly what I thought I had become after the first night I spent with them. I was always included, but always had the option to decline if I wanted to. Even though I spent most of my time with Casey or Claire, Andi and Shelley always made it clear that I was welcome with them too.

"Groovy." Said Andi happily. "I need a smoke." She added, hopping off the bed. "Anyone care to join me?"

Andi smoked, but Shell wouldn't allow it in the house so Andi stepped outside whenever she wanted a cigarette. She actually smoked less because of it, or at least that was what they told me.

"Come on Tar, lets' get some fresh air… or uh… well some tobacco laced fresh air!" Case said grabbing my hand and helping me off the comfortably soft bed.

Casey and I followed Andi out onto the back deck, only to have Andi turn to us suddenly, her hand on her lips.

"What-?" I started but Case's hand quickly covered my mouth. I looked to where she was pointing with her other hand and I thought I was going to pass out.

Buffy had Willow against the wall with her hand in her pants. They were moving together and I could plainly see the look of absolute pleasure on Willow's face as she sucked on Buffy's fingers. She was thrusting her hips back against Buffy who had her face buried in my ex-girlfriend's neck. They were having sex against the wall of my lovers' apartment building!

Andi made a gesture with her hand and we quietly turned, heading back into her bedroom. Claire and Shell were locked in a deep kiss on the bed and the three of us just stood there watching them with the image of Buffy fingering Willow still rolling around inside our heads, at least I know it was the dominate image in mine.

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