Title: Please Understand

Author: The Bear!

Spoilers: up through season 5: Triangle (pretty much AU from there)

Pairing: W/T /B

Summary: Sequel to If It Pleases You-  Buffy decides that they have to tell the Scoobies about their relationship, but what about Joyce and Dawn?

Warnings:  NC17 Ahoy!  And once again I remind everyone, and their dog, that I love (and therefore write) BDSM and Graphic Sexual depiction!

Disclaimer: someone who is not me owns all of the toys I’m playing with here.  (Don’tcha hate it when someone else hogs all of the best toys!?  Come on, Share already!)

Author’s note:  thanks to everyone who has let me know how they felt about these stories.  I subsist only on your praise! <unsubtle hint>

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Part 1

Willow loved this part.  Well, she loved all the parts, but this was her favorite.  She was laying between the hot, sweaty bodies of her Mistresses; Buffy and Tara.  Even though they had only been together since Friday night, they had done this often enough that she was sure that this was her favorite part.  She lay in post-orgasmic bliss, he body still quivering with aftershocks.  Tara lay on her right side, stroking and petting her sensitive skin lightly, while Buffy lay on her left, doing the same thing.

The three girls had engaged in all manner of sexual interaction- spending all day Saturday, and all night into Sunday morning, in each other’s arms.  In between bouts of orgasmic bliss they would nap, or eat, or shower- but always together.  Willow had long lost count of the number of orgasms she had had- she’d been spanked, tormented, suckled and teased until her Mistresses had wrung every last ounce of pleasure from her lithe frame.  She’d been bent to the task of giving pleasure as well; her Mistresses had commanded her, and she had performed!  Every gasp of pleasure, every shout of release she elicited from her Mistresses had been a badge of honor to her.  She was justifiably proud of her talents at pleasing a woman.  She especially enjoyed demonstrating her tongue skills for Mistress Buffy.  Not that she didn’t love pleasing Mistress Tara, but Mistress Buffy had never before experienced the Wet-Willow treatment, and her responses were… energetic, to say the least.

At one point the police had actually knocked on their door, saying that they had received a complaint from the neighbors about the noise.  Buffy had blushed until her skin matched the shade of Willow’s hair as she assured the officers that they would be sure to ‘turn down the TV.’  Tara and Willow had nearly had a coronary trying to restrain the hysterical laughter as the female officer had taken one long look at the three hastily dressed women and then handed Buffy her card.  She told Buffy to call if she ever wanted to expand her ‘television watching’ horizons.

Despite all of the orgasms, the giving and receiving of sweet tortuous release, it was definitely this- the after- that she loved best.  Being touched and stroked and loved- her Mistresses whispering endearments in her ears, telling her how special she was, how beautiful she was… It was absolutely perfect.  She sighed contentedly and decided to share her pleasure in this moment.

“I love this part!” she said in a whispered groan.

Buffy and Tara laughed.  Tara smiled indulgently and said, “You love all the parts, baby,” while Buffy gently kissed her behind her ear- one of her personal favorites.

Willow agreed, saying, “Oh, yes!  But I love this part best.”

Buffy teased, “Even better than the orgasms?”

Willow mock-pouted, answering, “Well… This part wouldn’t be this part, without the orgasms.”

Buffy chuckled, “Mmm Hmm.  Thought so!”

Willow protested, “But still!  It’s this part- the after- the… when I’m all quivery and… the whispering and cuddling…” she paused and wiggled her body as though trying to sink deeper into the mattress and her lovers’ embrace.  “This is definitely the best.  I love you two so much!”

Tara’s face softened into the sweetest ‘Aww, she’s so cute’ look, and she said, “Oh, baby… I love you too!” just before kissing her.

Buffy responded in kind, kissing Willow as soon as Tara released her lips- then whispering, “God, I love you so much Will.”

Buffy raised her head and locked eyes with Tara, and said with deliberation, “And, I love you too, Tara.”

Tara’s face practically glowed as a wide, joyous smile stole across her features, and her eyes became wet with unshed tears.  “I- I love you, Buffy.”  Her eyes began to move back and forth between her two lovers and she shared, “I could never have imagined that I would ever be this lucky!” 

Buffy leaned across Willow and deeply kissed Tara’s mouth, savoring the taste of the blond witch’s lips and tongue.  After a moment she pulled back and looked between her two new lovers.  “I’m the lucky one,” she said.  “I can’t believe that you guys would share yourselves with me.  What you two have is so wonderful and amazing and… Thank you!  Thank you for letting me be a part of it.”  A single tear slipped down Buffy’s face, and her smile threatened to stretch her mouth from ear to ear.  “I’m so happy!”

Willow interjected, “Yes Buffy.  We’re so generous, we graciously allow the chosen one, the savior of the whole world- who; Oh! By the way; just happens to be one of the most beautiful and sexy women on the planet!- to love us.  Boy, it sure is a terrible sacrifice!”  Willow put her finger on Buffy’s lips to silence her retort and simply said, “We’re all lucky to have each other.”

Tara and Buffy nodded in agreement and pulled each other tightly into Willow for a love-affirming hug.

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Tara, Buffy and Willow sat at the dining table eating the pancakes that Tara had made for them.  They had managed to get cleaned up and put clothes on for the first time since Friday night.  Willow had whined about wanting to stay naked, but Buffy had reminded her that Joyce and Dawn were going to be back that day, and she wasn’t sure what time.

They were discussing how to handle the news of their new relationship, but had already decided that, even if they were to tell Buffy’s mom and sister, being found together naked at the dining room table probably wasn’t the proper way to announce it.

Thinking on the idea of ‘announcing’ it, Willow said, “Ooh! We could get you a ‘coming out’ card, Buffy!”

Tara couldn’t help a particularly nasty thought from coming to mind, and said, “Do you think they make them in black leather, with a popup paddle when you open it?”  How she managed to keep the innocent questioning look on her face even she would never know.

Buffy’s eyes bugged nearly out of her head, and she choked on a bite of pancake as she momentarily thought Tara might be serious.  “Tara!” she exclaimed

Willow had to put both hands on her mouth to stifle the giggles.

Buffy quickly realized that Tara was kidding, but said, “Tara! That was evil!  Could you imagine my *mom* seeing something like that?”

“Not to mention that Dawnie would never let you live it down!” Willow added, still laughing.  “Remember that time you turned into Miss Victorian Bimbo?  She never let that… go…” Willow trailed off, remembering that Dawn hadn’t really been there for that.

“I know, Will.  It’s hard to believe that she didn’t even exist six months ago, but we can’t focus that.  We all remember her being a part of our lives.  She remembers being a part of our lives.  So, as far as I’m concerned…” Buffy began.

“She was part of our lives.  And she still is,” Tara completed the thought.  Reaching out to stroke Buffy’s face gently, yet almost possessively she added, “She’s my Slayer’s kid sister.  And we’re not going to let big, bad Glory get her hands on her!”

Buffy caught Tara’s hand against her face and turned to place a kiss on her palm.  “Thank you, Mistress,” she whispered.

Willow smiled at the sight of her two lovers sharing a tender moment.  “Back to the big question- what are we going to tell the others about… this,” she said, making a swirling gesture to indicate the three of them.

Buffy dropped her eyes to the plate in front of her.  “I don’t know, Will.  I don’t know if everyone can handle something like this…”

Tara had expected that response, and had already developed what she thought would be a strong, two pronged defense.  “Buffy…  Hiding things from the Scoobies; has that *ever* ended well for you?”

When Buffy didn’t respond, Willow chimed in, making Tara’s second point for her, “Buffy?  I don’t want to hide this.  I mean, yeah I’m scared at what Giles will say, and what Xander will say- though I have to say that I don’t think Xander will do anything but drool and then take Anya home to give her ‘lots of orgasms’…”  she took Buffy’s hand and ducked down to look into her eyes, “And I know we’re all worried about your mom, and Dawnie; but I don’t want to hide this.  You know I’m a terrible liar, and… and… I don’t want to not be able to touch you or kiss you cause someone might see!  Oh!  And could you really stand it if we’re researching at the Magic Box and I was to walk over and sit on Tara’s lap, or go in the back when no one is looking and feel her up like I sometimes…” she paused when she noticed Tara blushing hotly and realized what she was saying.  “I mean if I were to… I mean… Anyway!  If the others didn’t know about us, you couldn’t do those things with us… those things… that we don’t do,” she finished with a defiant toss of her hair.

Buffy’s smile got wider and wider as Willow babbled.  Gripping her hand where Willow had take her own, Buffy gave it a little shake and said, “You’re right, Willow.  I want naughty feeling-up-when-nobody’s-looking privileges.  We’ll figure out a way,” she finished with a smile and leaned over to kiss her lover sweetly, snaking her hand all the way up Willow’s thigh and rubbing her through the seam of her jeans. 

At Willows sudden stiffening during the kiss, Tara leaned over the corner of the table so she could see what the Slayer was doing to her pet.  She grinned and said, “Just like that, Buffy.  I can’t tell you how many times I never did that while we were researching.”

When Buffy broke the kiss at that comment, Willow gave her that teeth-revealing grin that conveyed her impish delight so effectively.

“Ok, ok.  You guys win.  We’ll just sit them down and tell them.

Willow was suddenly struck by a thought, “Oh, where are we going to sleep?”

As Tara and Buffy looked at her blankly for a moment, Willow elucidated, You know, sleep?  You moved back in with your mom and sister, Buffy.  Tara and I sleep together almost every night!  I don’t want to not have you there too,” she finished with a pout.  “I don’t think your mom will approve of us staying here every night, plus, we can’t really move in here anyway.  Plus, Oh! The noise?  I think poor Dawnie would be scarred for life!”

Buffy and Tara shared an amused look as their redheaded witch rambled on.  When she ran out of steam, Tara said, “We won’t be able to spend every night together at first, for a while.  But we can have lots of sleepovers?” she said with a look at Buffy.

Buffy smiled eagerly, saying, “Yeah!  Mom’s feeling almost all better now, what with the surgery over, now I don’t have to stay home every night.  And we can switch off rooms so we don’t invade poor Tara’s little room with all our stuff.”

Tara smiled at Buffy’s logistical considerations and added in a sly voice, “And on the weekends, we can have sex on every horizontal surface in each room.”  At the flabbergasted looks from each of her girls, she added, “What?  We have to make up for any nights we miss during the week,” with a completely deadpan look.

Buffy’s eyes goggled again and she smiled a huge happy-smile.  “Tara!” she exclaimed.  Suddenly she stood up and swung her leg up and over the table, pivoting on the foot between them, spinning so that when she put her leg back down, she was straddling the surprised witch’s lap.  Buffy boldly ran her hands up Tara’s body until she was cupping the blonde’s full breasts, squeezing and kneading gently.  “You’ve been hiding that dirty mind from us all this time, while we all thought you were sweet and shy!”  Leaning forward and running her tongue along Tara’s neck and up to her ear she breathily whispered, “That’s just evil.”

Tara moaned as Buffy began to suckle her earlobe, “Sometimes, Slayer, evil can be very good!”