TITLE: Blame It on The Rain
Author: Nocturnal Willow
E-MAIL: crimsonjennifer@yahoo.com
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Buffy, Angel, Willow, Giles,
Faith, or any of the characters portrayed here,
no..They are the property of The WB, Fox Studios,
possibly the UPN, Joss and many others I don’t know. I
own the plot thought.
Rating: R
Pairing: Angel/Tara
Location: This Fic as well as all my others will have
a happy home on the web, as soon as I finish working
on the site
Author’s notes: Timeline: Buffy season 5, Willow and
Tara broke up and Tara left Sunnydale. She went to
the one person that she felt somehow safe with.
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Blame It On The Rain

Inspiration Challenge #28 - Falling in love in the
rain

Tara Mc Clay stood in front of the one posh hotel.
Even thought she had been here for five months, the
building intrigued her. It was days like this that
Sunnydale had seemed like a distant memory. It had
been hard the first two weeks, but she got through it.
She missed the life she had in Sunnydale, but she
knew that Willow's addiction could ruin both of them.
She worked too hard to be good and pure, especially
when she remembers her family and what they did to
her.

She had thought of going there, but Buffy adamantly
refused. Buffy called Angel; she even rode on the bus
with her. She remembered the tense conversation. She
remembered asking Angel to take care of her. Angel
was champion-like and said no problem. At first he
was sort of distant. She felt like she became this
burden, another proverbial cross he had to bear. Tara
smiled, knowing she was wrong, nearly dead wrong in
fact. It took a nearly dying experience to get
through to Angel.

He had become her best friend. She found she fit in
here. She tried to help Connor. She couldn't and she
comforted Angel when he finally let go. Since then,
they worked together, trained together even patrolled
together. He brought out things in her that both
scared her and thrilled her. She was glad the whole
gang could careless about her sexual preferences. She
smirked when Cordelia would ask how she looked in a
new outfit. Tara would smirk and tell her she looked
very nice. Of course, every once in a while, she would
make a naughty remark. She grinned as she told Cordy
that in the brown suede outfit, she looked so good she
wanted to slam her into the wall and do her right
there. Cordelia took it all in stride. Cordelia also
knew she was kidding.

Angel and Tara were patrolling in the park when the
drops started to fall. Tara giggled and stuck her
tongue out, savoring the fresh rain. Angel smiled at
her. "Join me Angel."

"I'll get wet." He simply said.

"And muss that pretty hair…" Tara teased back at him.

"I'll catch cold." He said, almost pouty. It as then
she realized just how much she loved him. That scared
her to death. She had been able to anchor his soul,
so he wouldn't go all 'grrr' as Cordy would say. It
was at this moment, Tara thought to herself. Am I
really gay? I mean I could be bi? What the hell is
happening to me?

"News flash, you are a vampire with a permanent soul.
You ain't gonna die." She said, lightening up the
mood a little bit.

"You have to be such a know it all, don't you?" He
smirked. She could feel his eyes on her. She was
drenched, one of those nice little mini-monsoons that
LA gets.

"When the need takes me, yes." Tara said.

He then walked over to her. He tucked a wet strand
of honey blonde hair behind her ear. He then pulled
her close to him. Tara grinned as her wet clothes
became pressed against his. He looked into her eyes.
"You are my world, you know."

"I try." The witch breathlessly replied. He softly
kissed her. Her warm mouth welcomed him. Angel
suddenly didn't care that his clothes were now soaked
as well. All he could do was pull her close to him.
He wasn't sure if she felt the say way, but tonight he
saw something in her eyes and it called out to him.
The kiss ended with her panting. She felt his lips
trailing down her neck, which had always been a
trigger for her. She whimpered as he nibbled on her
skin a little bit with his blunt teeth. Her hands
were in his hair. She dug her nails into his scalp.
She whispered in her ear. "I want you."

"Good, because I really need you." He took her hand
in his and home they went. They tried to get upstairs
quickly, but Cordelia hollered at them about tracking
water all over the lobby.

"Someone's been busy." Gunn said and winked.

"Huh?" Tara said, not really sure what he meant.

"I dare say you've got one hell of a hickey there
Tara. You don't see those too often after a patrol."
Wes said, trying to hide his smirk.

"We'll talk later." Angel said. He pulled Tara close
to him and kissed her deeply. He began to play with
her hair as he kissed her, knowing she liked it. Tara
for her part, kept her hands on Angel, namely around
his neck.

"Oh God!! Get a room already." Cordelia said.

The very soon to be lovers went upstairs. Angel even
went so far as to pick her up and carry her up the
stairs. She went to work on his ear, running her
tongue along it. Angel purred for her as he brought
her to his bedroom. He gently brought her to the
bathroom. "You're all wet." He cooed. "Let's get you
out of those clothes."

Tara grinned. He took his time undressing her,
letting his tongue lick some of the moisture off her
skin. Tara whimpered as he took her bra off. He
cupped each of her breasts. He then licked each one,
removing all traces of the rain. Tara was gripping
the Corian counter for dear life, since her legs were
getting weak. Angel pick up on that and released her
breasts. He then peeled her jeans off slowly, either
kissing or licking random bits of skin along the way.
Soon enough the wet clothes are in a pile on the tile
floor. "My turn." Tara whispers.

Angel stood still as Tara ran her fingers up his
chest. She tried to kiss his neck, but he was a
little tall, so she sat on the counter and pulled him
into her grasp. She returned to her task of his neck.
He began moaning, murmuring and making other little
noises and she teased him mercilessly. She took her
time with the buttons on his shirt. Each time one was
open, she would run her tongue over the newly exposed
skin. She smiled as he was clearly enjoying it.
Once his buttons were done, she yanked the offending
shirt off and tossed into the pile. She tried to
ignore the splat sound it made.

"You are making me crazy." Angel told her, as soon as
her mouth latched onto his nipple. Her hands were
traveling. She lightly ran her fingers over the very
noticeable lump in his pants. She grinned when he was
moving against her hand, encouraging her exploration.
"I need to touch you."

"Soon Angel, it's been some time since I was with a
man, I just want to feel you first, just let me touch
you."

"Ok. But I promise, I am gonna make you come so
much, you're gonna see stars."

"Promise me." Tara said as she licked her lips. She
then took mercy on him and unzipped his pants. She
grinned as she realized he was going commando. He
felt so hard in her hands, so large and she wanted him
bad. She was on fire, not having felt desire like
this in months, she couldn't wait any longer. She
resumed the task of tormenting his neck. "I need you.
Take me to bed."

Angel smiled, kissed her deeply. He scooped her up
and carried her to bed. He laid her gently on the
bed. Tara sat herself up and found herself face to
face with his cock. She touched it, loving the
softness of his skin. She then licked the top,
tentatively. She was never very good doing this, but
she wanted to try for him. Angel's eyelids fluttered
as she began lick, kiss and suck on him. His demon
wanted to slam down her throat, but he knew that she
would not enjoy it. Angel couldn't take too much of
the exquisite torture she was putting him through.
"Need you."

She looked up at him, gave his cock one last lick.
She then lie back on the bed. Angel climbed on the
bed with her. His mouth immediately went to her nest
of curls. Tara nearly jumped off the bed as his
tongue touched her. She felt the pressure building in
her. She was panting, begging for him not to stop.
She felt his fingers enter her as his tongue played
with her. She began to gyrate against him, trying to
increase the friction. Soon she felt one of the most
powerful orgasms she ever had. This was when it her,
he doesn't need to breathe. He kept going, milking
her, taking her body to its limit.

She lost track of time as his tongue and fingers kept
her in bliss. "Need you.." She whimpered out between
moans. Angel smiled and kissed way up her. "I am
going to slow, you are soo tight. When you want more,
you just tell me." Angel said. Tara nodded since
words were kinda hard for her at that point. Angel
positioned himself at her entrance and slid in slowly.
He felt how tight she was. Soon he was buried in
her. He was slowly moving his hips, not wanting to
hurt her. Tara began moaning loud. She wanted more.
He began going faster, then deeper and finally
harder. He lost track how many times she came, but
she was so wet. He felt her nails tearing up his back
as his thrusts got harder. It felt so good, to have
that little bit of pain. He was stunned to feel his
own climax soon coming. He wanted to delay it and
revel in the warmth she offered. His hand snaked to
her swollen clit. He began tweaking it, bringer her
closer to another sweet release. Tara picked up his
motions. She bit his neck as hard as she could. He
came and she followed him, rather loudly. He lay
still inside her. Her heartbeat echoed loudly in his
ears. "Wow."

"I know…What took us so long to finally do this?"
Tara asked him.

"We both can be idiots?" He joked.

"Speak for yourself." She said, and used her muscles
to give him a squeeze. His eyes went into the back of
his head.

"Tara?"

"Yeah.." She panted out.

"Don't leave, ever."

"You are stuck with me now."

"And if we don't shower soon, we could be literally
stuck together." Angel said with a grin. The air
felt almost cold to him as he took himself out of her.
He helped her stand on shaky legs. He took her to
the shower and they showered together. "You are so
cute when you are all wet." Angel whispered in her
ear.

"Yeah, I get that part now. We need to talk to the
gang about patrol." Tara said.

"Patrol won't be all they want to talk about." Angel
said with a grin.

"If they ask, tell them next time we'll film it."
Tara said with a laugh as she slipped out the door to
her own room to get dressed. Angel looked at the door
and smiled.

"Anytime, baby, anytime." He then got dressed and
they met in the hallway and descended downstairs.