Willow looked at the stairs from her perch on the couch. Buffy had come in from slaying about half an hour ago, they had spoken briefly, but as was becoming the norm it had been the shortest of remarks. /How was slaying/ Willows eyes were downcast she couldn’t bring herself to look at the slayer not yet. /It was fine I slayed the evil my job was done/. Five weeks before this Willow had been kidnapped and badly beaten. Buffy had found her a heap on the floor of an abandoned warehouse, Willow couldn’t imagine how much it must of hurt Buffy to find her like that, and then to have to have rushed to the hospital not knowing if she would live or die. Since then however they ad spoken little even when Buffy had brought Willow home there had been little change in their communication, Willow was now even sleeping in the spare room as she couldn’t bare to stay with Buffy not how things were at the moment. Willow didn’t blamed Buffy for what happened but every time she looked into the slayers eyes she saw the immense guilt that was here and she hadn’t been able to find away to relent the quilt that plagued her lover. The reason was, was that she couldn’t physically talk about what had happened, it had terrified her and she was scared that if she spoke to Buffy about it the guilt that Buffy felt may make her hate the slayer to feel that the guilt was justified, and if Willow knew nothing else at the moment she new that she could never survive hating her lover.

It was this fear that had made her move into the spare bedroom, she didn’t want Buffy to see just ho injured she was especially on the inside of her thighs which had been savagely beaten, the thought of which plagued her every night as she lay in bed alone at night. Now however she knew she had to end the problems between her and Buffy. When the slayer had come home she like Willow had been able to look up but when Willow did find the courage finally to look at Buffy, Buffy had only quickly glanced at her and in the half a moment in which there eyes did meet Willow knew that she had to tell Buffy what had happened and why she had reacted the way she had, Buffy could not blame herself anymore it was killing her.

Willow started to make her way up the stairs to the room that she used to share with Buffy, she tried to think what to say. She was standing outside the door wondering whether to knock or not when she heard a low moan, followed by her name spoken by a husky sounding slayer. At once Willow felt a rush of moisture between her legs, it was arousal something, which she feared she might never feel again, now however was not the right time. ‘Oh god…why now she couldn’t have waited she had to be doing it when I was ready to make a serious speech’. She slowly opened the door hoping to catch a glimpse of the slayer. The room was dark lit only by the light of the moon, which casts a slight glow of light over the form writhing in the bed. The air caught in Willows throat Buffy looked so primitive yet so beautiful, her figures viscously stroking her clit making a such familiar noise to the red head, her hands then moved into her wet pussy and she moaned Willow’s name again. Willow’s eyes moved up her lover’s frame watching her face lovingly, the blondes eyes were closed and her head was moving violently as she neared completion. /CREAAAK/ Willow froze the door which had begun to lean heavily against had begun to open more and the noise which sounded from it not only shuck her but also her lover. Buffy’s eyes shot open and she jumped out of bed and jumped quickly out of bed looking extremely embarrassed. Willow for her part was also turning a funny shade of red, and quickly turned and began to run away, this was until she felt a hand gently touch her shoulder /Willow please, don’t go I will do anything just don’t leave me, I am so sorry./ Buffy’s frenzied speech made Willow stop right where she was she turned around slowly meeting Buffy’s gaze it was so scared and confused she couldn’t have left if she had wanted too. /Buffy you don’t have anything to be sorry for/ Buffy shuck her head slowly her eyes filled with unshed tears /For letting that monster hurt you…for…for not being strong enough to wait…but Willow I was so lonely and when I do it I…it’s like/ Buffy dropped her head in shame, Willow put her hand of her lovers shoulder to comfort herself as much as Buffy. /What Buffy you can tell me/ Willow said lovingly; hoping that the normally composed slayer would be able to tell her what was in her heart. Buffy slowly rose her head and looked into Willow’s eyes finding the strength to tell her the reason /It’s like you are still with me that you still love me and that we will always be together, but when it’s over I feel so empty because your not with me and you don’t love me/ Willow slowly moved her hand from Buffy’s shoulder she couldn’t believe that her girlfriend had just said all that, that she Willow Rosenberg had made the love of her life feel this bad, how could she have been so selfish? /Buffy…I…/ She couldn’t’ think of anything to say anything that would make everything seem alright, so she did the only thing that she could do. She moved towards the slayer and took her into her arms and kissed her, this kiss was slow, Willow tired to get all the feelings she had for the Buffy in that one kiss. When they released for much needed air the slayer looked up at her with a small smile /Oh god willow I missed you so much, I am so sorry/ Willow placed her finger on the slayers mouth which was shortly followed by her lips. This time the kiss was more passionate, more needy. This time Buffy broke off the kiss /Willow we need to talk/ Willow looked into her eyes and knew that Buffy needed to hear her tell what had happened to her that night she was kept prisoner when she was beaten, Willow could see the terrible guilt that plague her lovers eyes and knew that it may become worse with the story that she would have to tell, but for one in a long time Willow knew that she would never blame Buffy for what happened and knew that she never had, and that she would be able convince Buffy that she loved her and that the love was unconditional.

Willow looked down at her hands, something that she often did when she was nervous, and noticed that Buffy was still naked from the waste down. /Yes your right we do/ She nodded to confirm this and then looked soulfully into Buffy’s eyes, /But first we need to finish something off/ Buffy looked at her lover confused for a short moment until she felt Willow’s fingers brush over her clit. The breath caught in her throat and her eyes shut automatically the pleasure that caused through Buffy’s body caused her to moan deeply. Lustful eyes looked at Willow /Oh god Will/. Willow pulled her lover to her and kissed her passionately exploring the slayers mouth with her tongue her hands roamed Buffy’s body final setter ling on her hardening nipples which she fondled until she heard Buffy moan into her mouth. She slowly kissed along Buffy’s collar bone and then down until she reached a pert nipple that she took in to her mouth delighted with the response that she got from Buffy. Willow felt Buffy shake under her ministration so she gently guided Buffy over to the bed. Buffy slowly lowered herself on to the bed gasping as Willow moved down her body kissing downwards and dipping her tongue in her belly button. Buffy’s legs parted and Willow played with the blonde pubic hair causing Buffy to moan deep within her throat. All coherent thoughts were lost from the slayers mind when Willow thrust two fingers into her hot tight channel.

Willow could feel that Buffy was close her lovers body trembled in anticipation, and when Willow sucked Buffy’s clit into her mouth, Buffy’s whole body exploded as the orgasm racked through her body. Willow moved up Buffy’s body and held her till she came down from the height of pleasure that Willow had just given her. It wasn’t until Willow softly stroked Buffy’s face that she realised the slayer was crying. She turned Buffy’s head until she was looking directly at her, /I love you Buffy Summers, I always have and I always will/ Buffy closed her eyes and breathed out heavily as if she had been holding her breath for eternity, which she was almost certain she had been. /I love you as well, so very much/ as she said this she moved her lips onto Willow’s kissing her passionately but tenderly. That kiss held the feelings that both felt for each other showing that it was stronger than anything they and or would ever face, and as they both sat there the both knew though neither said it that there love would last forever, even if they didn’t.

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