This is a long winded story. It's a slow starter. Roll with it, give it a chance, you'll be grateful if you do. This doesn't just dive into the smut like my last story; if you don't want to read about the background and the relationship between the characters, this story is not for you. It will help if you watched the show (particularly Season 4 and the Willow / Tara relationship therein).
This will probably end up with multiple parts.
Enjoy.
DISCLAIMER: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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Amber sat down.
This was not going well.
The whole 'try not to undress Aly with her eyes' thing.
In fact, it was turning out to be a pretty difficult thing to do, especially when Aly was wearing THOSE trousers. The tight ones that showed off her pert ass so well.
Damnit, the whole situation was way too complicated - Amber, supposedly straight in real life, but now discovering that she most definitely held lesbian tendencies, playing a lesbian girl in the show who is in a relationship with the ex-straight girl that Aly played, who was also straight in real life...and also the object of Amber's obsession.
Amber sighed. Why couldn't it be simpler? Why couldn't she just go up to Aly, ask her out on a date and get on with it? She just wanted to be with that gorgeous redhead; to hold her, to kiss her...to make wild, passionate love to her.
Her reverie was cut short by the aforementioned redhead sitting down next to her.
"Hey, you OK?" Aly asked.
"Yeah I'm cool, just, y'know zoning out." Of course there was no way Amber could let on what she was actually thinking. Or the fact that her body temperature had risen several degrees due to the proximity.
"I know the feeling. Pretty intense day at the office, huh?"
Amber thought about it. Yep, pretty intense. Not least of which was the fact that the script demanded that she had had to kiss Aly - properly, as lovers do - for the first time in the show. Holy shit, had THAT been intense (and had gotten more intense as Joss demanded more and more takes - they'd begun to wonder if he was doing it for reasons other than making a good show); Amber's lips were still on fire from that. As was most of her body.
"Yeah, you could say that."
"Look, um, you're not weirded out by this whole thing are you? I mean, if you are then that's okay too, but y'know, the whole 'kissing another girl' thing can be strange and new and kinda weird but at the same time not so weird and maybe Joss is just making us do this coz he's a pervert and mayb-"
"I'm not weirded out" Amber smiled back at the babbling Aly.
"Oh, cool! I mean, totally cool. I was kinda worried you'd be all weird with me after, um, we kissed...I mean, our characters kissed. I mean it was pretty intense and I know it took me a while to get into it and I didn't want you to think that I was weirded out by it an-"
Aly was getting pretty worked up now, she was obviously very worried about the whole situation. "Aly, hey, it's okay, I'm okay with it. It was cool." Amber's head screamed at her: It was cool?!? Did you even just say that?!? What the hell is she going to think?!?
Aly stopped in her babbling to process Amber's words. A strange look crossed her face. "It was cool? Really?"
Amber's face flushed red. Damnit, Aly had noticed her slip. "Um, yeah, I mean, you can really kiss!" She said with a chuckle, hoping the laugh would cover up the real emotions behind her words.
Aly laughed but looked a little disappointed. Her head dropped a little and she looked at the floor. "Heh, yeah, well, um, thanks...I..." she trailed off. She looked up at Amber again, this time with that strange look again. "Amber...look, you and I have been friends for a while now, right?" Amber nodded. "This may sound weird, but um...I just want you to know that, um, if I ever had to pick one person to be gay with...it, um...it would be you."
Amber's jaw dropped. Holy shit. Say something! The question was, was that a hypothetical statement, or a veiled question of whether it was a possibility? Amber was praying it was the latter, but suspected the former. There was only one way to find out, but was she ready to go there yet? What if she was rejected? Nothing could hurt more at this moment in time. "Um, thanks, I..." she took a deep breath "I would...would choose you too."
Aly's face lit up like a lighthouse. "Really? I mean, you could choose anyone - I mean, c'mon, Sarah's pretty good looking, and so is Michelle...I mean OK, a bit young, but hey, in a few years...Emma's beautiful too. And that's just people on set, what abou-"
Amber stopped her babbling in mid-flow again - this time, the 'be careful what you say' filter between her brain and her mouth seemed to have stopped functioning though: "I'd choose you." She said, a little too quickly. She then realised she was staring deeply into Aly's eyes as she said it.
Aly's face was a picture of happiness. Aly took a deep breath; what came next, Amber could not have foreseen. "Amber...I'd...I'd kinda like to have something that's...that's just mine, y'know?"
Amber's heart rate tripled. Aly had just paraphrased the scene from the show where their characters' relationship was first made known to the viewers. The scene that Amber had had to do FAR too many takes of due to nerves. Amber searched for any other way to construe those words, for she knew what her reply had to be. Was there any way Aly could be meaning anything else? No. There was no other meaning. Christmas had come early. Birthday too. Easter, New Year, everything. A huge smile lit up Amber's face as she made the response. "I am, you know."
Aly continued the script with a beaming grin: "What?"
Amber closed the scene with the word she had wanted to speak for so long: "Yours."
The words were barely out of her mouth when the redhead threw herself at Amber and planted her lips firmly on Amber's for the twenty-third time that day. Only this time was different.
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A small whimper of desperation escaped Aly's vocal chords. She wanted this to be real; she wanted to show Amber how she felt, but she was scared that Amber had just gone along with the little scene just as a joke or something.
But now a hand came up to her head and gently pulled her into the kiss. Amber's mouth opened and Aly's tongue slipped inside.
"Mmmff" Aly sighed in happiness, relaxing into Amber's embrace. Their tongues met, and a spark shot through Aly's entire body.
This was what she had wanted since the second she had seen Amber first arrive on set. Their tongues slid together, toying with each other, tasting, stroking, flicking over each other.
Eventually they parted for air, each girl breathing heavily. They looked into each other's eyes, each searching for confirmation from the other one that this was most definitely more than just practicing for a scene.
There was no doubt.
