Sleepily, Tara rolled over to face her lover, wondering how Willow could be so awake this early in the morning. Usually, Tara was a morning person herself, happy to greet the sun, but they’d been up late the night before, and it was still so early...

“Willow?”

Her lover turned, and Tara could see tear tracks on her cheeks, but a smile adorned her countenance. “Hey, baby.”

Tara swung her legs over the side of the bed and rose. “Why are you crying, Sweetheart?”

Willow smiled harder as she looked at her girlfriend, and pointed. “Because, it came up. The sun came up, baby. It always does, and we help keep it that way, and I finally, finally feel like I have a reason in this world, and I’m just... happy.”

Tara smiled, seeing the same thing as she looked out on the sunrise. It had just reached over the horizon, a little line of brown where the glowing orb met the dirtline still visible, marring the perfect circle it otherwise made.

“I love you,” She told Willow softly, wrapping her arms around the Wiccan’s slighter form from behind and kissing her cheek.

Willow smiled back. “I love you, too. And now, since it’s really, really early, do you want to go back to bed?”

Tara nodded, smiling at her lover’s ability to almost read her mind sometimes. “I think so. The sunrise is beautiful...”

“-But it’s five-thirty in the morning and you just want to be asleep,” Willow finished for her.

“Yeah.”

Nodding, Willow took her girlfriend’s hand, and led them both back to the bed, where they wrapped themselves around each other and then the blankets over both of them, drifting quickly off to sleep in the pale light of the early, early morning.

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When the witches awoke again, this time Tara first, the air was charged with the energy of the bright light outside their window, and she glanced at the clock to verify what she’d really already known: there was still lots of time until their first classes.

“Willow,” She said softly, kissing her girlfriend’s cheek. “Wake up.”

The redhead rolled over, moaned sleepily, and opened her eyes just enough to peek at the clock. “It’s not time yet.”

“Yes, it is. You’re always late to this class, so today you’re getting up when I say.”

“Tara, baby, I’m tired...”

“Then you shouldn’t have been up at five-thirty, watching the sun rise, should you?” Tara’s tone was teasing, and Willow finally opened both eyes to look up at her lover.

“Guess not.” She groaned and flopped back down on the pillow.

Energized by the cool morning air flowing through a slight opening they left in the window and bright light, telling of a warm day to come, Tara threw a leg over Willow’s slight form and straddled her, leaning down for a good-morning kiss, which her lover eagerly gave. Nipping on Willow’s lip, Tara pulled away enough to look her lover in the eye, then returned more aggressively, thrusting her tongue into Willow’s mouth and rubbing her body against her lover.

When they parted, both were panting and Willow was looking a little dazed. “More awake, honey?” Tara asked.

Her voice breathy, Willow nodded. “Yeah.”

“Should I keep waking you up?”

Willow’s head nodded harder. “Goddess, yes!”

Tara laughed lightly, and then scooted down the bed, ducking her head to gently suckle a tender point on her lover’s neck, letting her hands roam freely up and down the witch’s slender sides. She nipped lightly on Willow’s collarbone as she unbuttoned and pushed away the pajama shirt in her way, then proceeding to tease the redheaded witch with tender caresses everywhere but where she wanted them.

“Tara, please...” Willow arched her back, trying to push her sensitive nipples against her lover’s roving hands.

Ignoring her, Tara pulled on the drawstring of the pants and then pushed them down Willow’s legs. The witch kicked them off on her own, her hands rising to stroke Tara’s shoulders as she laved Willow’s entire belly with wet, open-mouthed kisses and a stroking tongue.

Finally, the blond witch made her way back to Willow’s aching breasts, starting to circle the pert pink nipples with a quick tongue. The abrupt rush of sensation brought Willow’s hips bucking in the air, and she drew in a quick breath audibly. Tara smiled and nipped softly, eliciting an even stronger response.

Slowly she drew idle patterns on the flesh of Willow’s hips and stomach, twirling her fingertip to make swirls of all different kinds. Willow’s body couldn’t make up its mind whether to buck into the movements or away from them, and she squirmed deliciously under Tara’s touch.

Abandoning her patterns, Tara pulled away from her lover’s breast and concentrated on the sensitive valley between them. Meanwhile, her hand moved slowly lower, causing the redheaded witch to push her hips up repeatedly, hoping to hasten its journey to her aching crotch.

Tara’s gentle fingers played with the curly red hair for long moments before she moved them again, teasing with soft fingertips along Willow’s inner thighs. Her lover’s legs fell open instantly at the soft caress, and Tara smiled. Taking the journey slowly, she brought her hand back up, and pressed one finger smoothly into Willow’s sopping wet entrance.

Sensitized as she was, the redheaded witch threw her head back and her mouth opened soundlessly at the action. Pumping the finger slowly made her lover rock her hips gently into her hand, and Tara kissed her thighs softly, watching Willow’s rapture.

Returning to her position over Willow, she slowed the movements of her hand until it stilled, and her lover opened her eyes, showing her blazing desire to Tara in her passionate green eyes. Smiling, Tara plunged a second finger inside Willow, turning and rubbing them to create a delicious sensation. She moved her thumb to her lover’s clit and rubbed it softly, making Willow squirm harder suddenly and toss her head once, but kept it carefully light enough so that she couldn’t come.

“Tara, please...” Willow’s voice was soft and dripping with desire, riding the edge of orgasm. Letting go of the breast she was fondling, Tara scooted herself down the bed and took up her position between Willow’s knees, kissing slowly up her sensitive inner thighs.

When she finally reached where she was headed, Willow was near desperate, and had one hand in Tara’s hair, despite her claim that she hated doing it to her lover, and she was tugging gently. Tara took the hint, and with one broad swipe, wiped Willow clean of the juices she was secreting at a tremendous rate.

The witch bucked hard and Tara reached out to steady her hips before she began to tongue up and down her entrance slowly, entering and thrusting gently into her before swirling new patterns over her labia. Pulling softly on them with covered teeth also elicited a reaction, but it still wasn’t as strong as Tara knew it could be.

Finally, she pushed the sides of Willow’s labia away and circled her clit with firm strokes from her tongue. The response was immediate-- her lover gasped, cried out softly and bucked her hips, hard. Tara grinned, and repeated the movement.

When she left Willow’s clit again, the witch let out a low groan. The blond witch kissed and licked at the crease where thigh met body, a sensitive area, and gently flicked Willow‘s clit with her finger. Pushing herself up the bed with her feet, she kissed her way up Willow‘s body until she reached her lover‘s breasts. There she stopped, nipping gently at the sensitive undersides before moving farther up to suckle the hard, pebbled nipples again.

Her fingers back inside her lover and her thumb on Willow‘s clit, Tara made sure that she kept the redheaded witch in a state of high arousal, without letting her come. Instead, she kissed and sucked the lover‘s collarbone and neck, paying special attention to places she knew were sensitive. Finally, she kissed Willow passionately on the mouth, and returned to her position between her lover‘s thighs. She pulled her fingers from Willow, who responded with a restless toss of her head, and moved her tongue back into position.

Tara carefully pushed the labia out of the way as she nipped the sensitive hood over Willow’s clit, who responded with a strong buck. Kissing and sucking her way back down to her lover’s entrance, she extended her tongue to fuck Willow a few times before returning to where Willow wanted her most. Pushing back the hood with her lips, Tara thrashed her tongue over Willow’s clit, starting to bring her lover to orgasm in earnest.

Willow’s body was tense above her, and Tara settled herself carefully into a position where she could have both hands free. Pushing two fingers into her lover’s sopping passage and turning them quickly to create the necessary friction, she used the other hand to reach up to twist and pinch her nipples. Finally, she closed her lips around Willow’s clit and sucked, hard.

Willow’s hips bucked hard into her face, and Tara twisted the nipple in her hand harder, knowing her lover was incredibly close to coming. She sucked hard on Willow’s clit, lashed it with her tongue, then sucked again, and suddenly her lover’s body was as taut as a bowstring and her back was arched several inches away from the mattress. She cried out softly, and Tara grinned--getting Willow to make noise during sex was quite a feat, as quiet as she usually was.

Pulling her face and hands slowly away, Tara crawled back up the bed to cradle herself around a panting Willow. “Awake now?” She asked, teasingly.

Willow turned quickly, grabbed Tara’s face and proceeded to kiss her thoroughly. “Yeah,” she answered breathlessly with bright eyes, when she pulled away.

“Good,” Tara responded, and pulled herself out of bed. “Time to shower, then.”

Willow grabbed her lover’s wrist, and pulled her abruptly back to the bed. “No, you don’t. It’s my turn.” She grinned.

“You’ll be late for your class!”

“As you pointed out, I’m always late. One more time won’t hurt.”

“Are you sure?”

Willow’s grin was predatory. “I’m sure. Absolutely sure.”

Tara grinned as she lay back and spread her limbs, preparing to be ravished.

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