Part 1 - Stay

Tara filled another box and headed out to the garage to retrieve more cartons just as Buffy and Dawn pulled up. The pretty little slayer jumped from the car. "Tara, what are you doing?"

"I'm packing. Willow and I broke up so I should move out." The blonde witch nervously stammered. It was hard for her around Buffy. The slayer was so irresistible. She glanced away as Buffy smiled warmly at her and tugged the box from her grasp.

"No. This is your home. Besides, Willow has gone to get help. It would be better for her to know that you are here waiting."

The blonde witch bashfully returned the smile. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, of course I am." Gently, Buffy pulled Tara in her arms and hugged her. "We're friends too, aren't we?"

"Yes." The witch's eyes slid shut as the sweet smell of Buffy assaulted her senses, combined with the softness of the small slayer pressed against her and it became intoxicating.

Both her and Willow had crushes on the slayer. They had discussed how absolutely adorable Buffy was and always fantasized about a threesome with the little green-eyed beauty but never had the nerve. Tara grinned as the hug broke. She enjoyed the secret; it was that her and Willow had integrated the slayer fantasy into their lovemaking… sometimes it was Faith but mostly Buffy. She blushed when the little blonde gave her a questioning look. "I just remembered something funny." Tara weakly explained.

Buffy merely shrugged and headed into the house, calling out. "Dawn, you had better be upstairs doing your homework."

Taking a breath, Tara went back to her room. *Wow, alone with Buffy. Willow always told me how delicious this was but I had no idea.* An enormous smile spread over the witch's face as she realized the possibilities. Maybe she'd get lucky like Willow use to in the dorm. Her recent ex use tell delightful stories about her exploits with the horny slayer. After a night of patrolling, apparently Buffy needs to get off like crazy, and she doesn't hesitate on letting a friend lick her pussy if they offer.

Sighing, she began unpacking her belongings. Tara definitely felt she should stay.

Part 2 - A Tough Slay

Buffy stumbled back into the house bleeding and covered in demon slime. She winced as she tried to silently make her way up the stairs. Just a few more steps and she could collapse on her bed. Not bothering to turn on the light she careened toward her bed, thinking relief was in sight, but the little slayer had left her weapon's chest out and it now stood obstructing her path.

"OWWWW!" Buffy shrieked in pain as she somersaulted over the object and landed on her fresh wound. "SHIT!"

In a flash, Dawn and Tara stood in her doorway. "Buffy!" The teenager ran in to try and lift her sister.

Tara flipped on the light and moved the offending chest to the side. It was a bit heavy, filled with weapons and being made from wood, but the witch managed push it out of the way. Dawn was already crouched over the cursing slayer.

"Dawn, go to bed. You have school in the morning. Go on." Buffy odered as she struggled to her feet.

"It's okay, Dawnie. I'll help your sister. Go back to bed, sweetie." Tara reassured, gently leading the alarmed teenager out. "She's just grouchy. Don't be upset." She whispered as she delicately nudged Dawn along.

The grumpy teen rubbed her eyes and headed toward her room. "Fine." And with the parting shot. "Buffy, try not to be such a klutz next time, and maybe you won't wake me up."

"Errr!" Buffy growled, glancing at the bashful witch who merely shrugged.

"Here Buffy. Let me help you. You might want to wash off first." Tara noted as Buffy tried to get in bed.

"No. I haven't got the strength." The little blonde struggled to strip off her clothes.

"Buffy, come here." Tara slipped her shoulder under the slayer's arm, helping her hobble to the bathroom. Propping Buffy up against the wall, the shy witch started a bath and lit several candles. "There." She smiled proudly flicking off the light. "For modesty."

Gently, Tara stripped Buffy trying not to fumble during the exciting task. The little blonde held still as her friend slid the slime encrusted clothes from her body. *So nice to be taken care of.* She sighed softly, enjoying the prospect of being bathed by Tara.

Carefully, Tara led the nude slayer to the tub and supported her as Buffy gingerly stepped in. "It's not too warm, is it?"

The slayer shook her head, sitting down slowly. "No, it's perfect." She smiled and sighed closing her eyes.

Tara peered down at the little blonde beauty and swallowed nervously. Buffy was even more delicious to gaze at, then she had imagined. She reached across and retrieved a washcloth, lathering it up. Starting with the neck and shoulders, she lightly scrubbed the tiny slayer marveling at all the cute noises Buffy kept making. "Sit up so I can wash your back."

The slayer obeyed, holding up her hair.

Tara glanced down, noticing how Buffy's nipples stiffened as they rose just slightly out of the water. The sight caused her to unconsciously lick her lips, an act that Buffy didn't miss. The slayer suddenly wore a naughty smile. "Tara, will you do my front too, please?"

Part 3 - Tara Does Her Part

"Sure." The blonde witch nervously brought the washcloth around to Buffy's chest. *Mmmm… I just love the slayer's breasts… I wonder how those pert little nipples would feel between my teeth.* Tara's eyes snapped open. *Oh god, I shouldn't be thinking that!* Panicking she glanced at Buffy to find the little slayer was watching her closely.

"Is there something wrong?' Buffy batted her eyelashes and smiled innocently at Tara.

"Uh, no. Everything is fine. How are you feeling?" The witch stammered, biting her lip as Buffy sat up more.

"I'm feeling much better, thank you. This is nice… you taking care of me with Willow gone." The pretty blonde sat forward and stared directly into Tara's eyes. "Has Wil told you how she sometimes takes care of me?"

Swallowing hard, the shy witch nodded. "Yes."

"It doesn't bother you, does it?"

"No." Tara whispered softly, gazing back into those gorgeous green eyes. She felt mesmerized as a slow smile spread across Buffy's pretty, little face. She returned the smile as Buffy very cutely crinkled her nose.

"Why not?"

"Because Willow and I love each other. When she's physical with you, it's just part of fighting evil… she's helping the slayer." Tara's hand strayed lowered. Moving in small circles, she gently washed Buffy's tummy.

The slayer giggled. "That tickles." She leaned all the way back in the tub and spread her legs slightly. Her tone became serious. "I'm glad you understand. Because that's really all this is about… fighting evil." Sighing, the small girl closed her eyes. "I bet Willow would be happy to know that you took care of me in her absence." She opened one eye and peeked at the witch.

"Yes, she would. We've talked about it." Tara lifted her head and stared at the beautiful blonde before nervously asking. "Would you like me to take care of you… the whole time Willow is away?"

"Yes." Buffy whispered, spreading her legs obscenely wide. "Please."

Panting slightly, Tara slid her hand lower until she was delicately soaping the slayer's thighs, then gradually she moved the washcloth higher reaching the ultimate goal, Buffy's pussy. The soft material and consistent stroking stimulated the small slayer to the point of begging. "Please more… please… oh please, Tara… yes… please right there." Buffy trembled with lust, struggling to rise from the tub. She just loved having her pussy licked, and by a lesbian was all the better. "To my bedroom."

Tara followed her out as the slayer stumbled naked through the hall and fell flat on her bed. The witch stood transfixed, watching her pretty little friend bend her knees and then open her legs wide as if waiting for the gynecologist. She slowly made her way over to the bed, anxiously chewing her lip. *What if Buffy didn't think she was any good?*

"Please Tara, I need to get off; otherwise I'll be distracted during slaying, and someone could get hurt." Buffy gave her a pleading look, reaching down and running her fingers over her glistening slit. "Willow says I taste good."

"Um… I'm sure you do." Awkwardly Tara sat on the edge of the bed.

"Do you want to taste a slayer?" Buffy brought her fingers up to Tara's mouth. "Here." She gently smeared her sweet fluids along the witch's lips. Tara's closed her eyes and flicked her tongue out, biting back her moan as the heady taste overwhelmed her senses. "Do you like the flavor?"

"Yes." The shy witch breathed out the word, slowly opening her eyes to gaze into Buffy's. "I want to help you. Tell me how."

"Kiss me… right here." The little blonde stroked her slit again, spreading the lips so Tara could see the pearly cream coming from her opening. "It turns me on that you want to taste me… I so want to see you enjoying my cum… I want to see it smeared on your face, and feel your tongue buried inside of me."

The witch felt herself swoon at the sultry sound of the slayer's voice so hoarse with passion. Buffy was amazingly aroused, and that in turn was inflaming Tara. She desperately wanted the little fighter. "Oh Buffy…" Gazing down, she continued to witness Buffy's depraved self fondling while listening to the slayer go on about her naughty desires.

"I want to feel you licking it all up… and see you swallowing my cream down as I cum in your mouth… mmmm… Do you want that too, Tara?"

"Yes." The witch tugged at the collar of her nightgown, struggling to breathe.

"Then come and get it."

Invited at last, Tara scrambled in between Buffy's legs. Peering down, she took in the slayer's half closed eyes and flushed features and all her former worries about not satisfying the tiny blonde disappeared. It looked as if Buffy was almost there already. A couple of licks and she'd be moaning Tara's name. The witch confidently lowered her mouth to the delicious pussy and indulged.

Tara marveled at the perfection of it. Buffy was just as adorable between her legs as everywhere else. She had a very pretty, compact and well groomed little pussy; that tasted delightful. And every moan and murmur Buffy let out was just the sexiest thing. Tara was in lesbian heaven. Now she understood Willow's fascination with the small slayer.

*It's nice to be able to share one of Willow's hobbies.* With a smile she sucked the swollen, little clit between lips. Flicking her tongue over it as Buffy screamed out and writhed around on the bed.

"OH GOD, TARA! THAT FEELS SOOOOO… MMMMM…INCREDIBLE… AHHH!… YESSSS!" The pretty slayer held still, shuddering as each wave passed through her. She groaned even louder when Tara moved lower and began licking all the cum that had leaked from her, even what had saturated her thighs. It felt so marvelous to be cleaned like that. Buffy closed her eyes and smiled. She really loved when her scoobies did their part.

The End