In the stillness of the library, the tiny, sudden sneeze seemed loud. Or, at least, loud enough to get Willow to look up at Buffy. She started to bless her, but paused when she noticed Buffy was on the brink of another sneeze.
"hmphch!" The time, Buffy pinched her nose shut, head bobbing forward and eyes squinching shut as she held back the little sneeze. Her fingers relaxed as she sniffed once, twice and with the third sniff, tightened on her nose once more to stave off yet another tickle. "hih! hp'chmm! oh..."
"Bless you!" Willow leaned a fraction closer to Buffy. Sitting next to her at the library table, Willow pushed aside one of the books they were supposed to be reading though and touched her hand lightly to Buffy's arm. "Are you all right?"
"Y-yeah...snff!" Buffy rubbed her index finger under her nose and then turned Willow with a smile. "This perfume I borrowed from Cordelia? Giving me major sneezies..." She rubbed her nose harder until her nostrils twitched. Finger stilling, Buffy opened her mouth, tipped her head back, and let out three more little sneezes. "h'chih, chii, itchih!"
A small sigh of relief went through Willow as she blessed Buffy once more. The soft, tickly sneezes had been going on all evening. Ever since Giles had left and Buffy had arrived at the library, she'd been sneezing and sneezing. And Willow had been trying really hard not to notice and really really hard not to enjoy noticing. Trying really hard had just made the sneezes she did see or hear all the more delicious and tingle-inspiring. Nobody's sneezes were quite as inspirational as Buffy's, but if she were feeling bad, then Willow would want to smoosh the tingling sensation, or at least save it until she got home. That way, she'd be by herself, and could remember how the little, tiny, nose-twitchy sneezes made her all tingly inside, and outside, tingling in places that wanted to be touched and kissed and nuzzled...
"Was it distracting?"
Willow blinked. Suddenly jarred from her thoughts, she scrabbled for the book she had pushed away. "What? No, not really... but... what?"
This time it was Buffy's turn to lean closer. She sniffed gently, the tip of her nose almost close enough to touch Willow's ear. "My sneeziness... was it distracting you?"
"Buffy..." Okay, tingling again. Lots of tingling. Willow pressed her lips together and was back to trying hard again, this time to not get in closer to Buffy's nose. "Well... maybe, a little..."
"Yeah?" Buffy nuzzled in the tiniest bit closer. She sniffed a couple times, nose moving slowly over Willow's ear. "I am sneezing a lot..." The sniffs tickled, both in the way they felt and the way they sounded, so near to Willow. "In f-fact... ih, hitCh! Chiih! oh... oh, anuh..huh, hother... huh, hahh, hah..." Buffy pressed her nose to Willow's ear and muffled the smallest, quietest 'choo!' there. "oh... too t-tickly to keep reading," she murmured, words almost as quiet at the little sneeze, and nuzzled against Willow.
"Buffy...we're supposed to be researching... this, this vampire brotherhood, dangerous... thing..." With each second, Willow's protest got weaker. Buffy had one arm around her now, nose and lips nuzzling against Willow's neck. She really tried to resist � for a few seconds � and she really did like doing the research. But Willow liked this a lot better � and Buffy so knew that. Easiest way to distract her girlfriend from the books? Little, ticklish nuzzles. "Oh... that felt good..." Tipping her head to the side, Willow leaned back in the hard wood of the library chair.
Buffy wriggled her nose into the spot behind Willow's ear. Her free hand was making its way underneath Willow's t-shirt, but stopped at the hem when Buffy sniffled. "hee... hip-ch! chih! itchoo!" After the third sneeze, Buffy laughed quietly and rubbed her nose behind Willow's ear again. "Itchy nose... this feel good, too?" She sniffed as she rubbed, her nose moving slowly over the curve of Willow's ear until a slightly louder, slightly stronger "heeitchoo!" burst out.
"Oh, god... Buffy..." Willow shivered. The sneeze tickled her ear, then the tickling spread to her skin as Buffy's fingers found their way to the lacey edge of her bra. Soft, warm fingertips stroked gently, pausing only when Buffy had to sniff over and over again and press her nose to Willow's neck. "That scent... really makes your nose itchy..." God, the words sounded so stupid, but thinking was getting hard, forget speaking. Willow arched up with a little moan at the touch of a fingertip flickering over her breast.
"So....so... huh, hihtchii! tickles..." Buffy sniffed at Willow's neck until she sneezed again. "itchee! oh... I only sprayed some here..." She nuzzled her face into Willow's neck, head settled on Willow's shoulder and fingers still teasing at her breasts. "And n-now... t'choo-choo! all sneezy... hipchiieh!"
Willow moaned again, still quiet, because they were in the library and even Buffy's sneezes were still so restrained and little and hushed. Her fingers curled around the edge of the seat and Willow arched up again. Buffy's fingertips stroked down, over her stomach, to the waist of her jeans, past the zipper, against the damp crotch of her panties, and pressed firmly. There was nothing but tingling now; warm, squirming tingly feelings filled Willow when the pressure of Buffy's fingers increased as she sneezed a few more times.
"This... k'itch! oh, itchii! this is what, sniff! feels good... you, here... sniffsniff sniff-itchiih!" Buffy kept one finger pressed to just the right place where already tingling nerves had Willow pressing back against the touch. At the time, she raised her head from Willow's shoulder and took in a series of urgent, gaspy breaths. "huh! oh... oh, huh, hahah!"
Willow, way past caring Buffy was fingering her in the middle of the library, looked at her girlfriend and sighed. Wisps of blond hair feel from Buffy's ponytail, framing her face, a few just touching her lashes as her eyes flittered shut with the presneeze gasps.
"ichoo! t'choo, choo, oh...h'eiishooo!" She looked sweet and desperate, eyes squeezed shut and head bobbing forward as each sneeze tumbled out. Buffy gave one last, stronger 'hitchhooo!' and sniffled wetly.
After a few seconds and a whimper from Willow, she nuzzled up again. Strong fingers brought Willow to a slow climax, tickling her and then rubbing more firmly, only to tickle again. Willow came as quietly as she could and as still as she could. Limp, she slid down in the library chair and let her fingers uncurl from the edge of the hard wood seat.
"Oh, wow... that was..."
"Distracting?" Buffy kissed Willow's lips slowly. "Think we're done in here for tonight?"
"Not really thinking, but yeah... okay." Shaky, Willow got up and slipped her arms around Buffy for a good, long hug. "You could've just told me you were tired of researching..."
