Rating: G
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Spoilers: Show's been off the air since May of 2003. Can they still be considered spoilers?
Author's Notes: Canon through Chosen. From there, the story is a little different.
F/F romance: This story assumes a loving and sexual relationship between people of the same gender. If this offends or is illegal for you, then please leave. Come back when you are older, have an open mind, moved, or changed your laws.
Pairing: Willow/Kennedy
Summary: Willow has a Christmas morning vision.
A sleepy Slayer walks quietly into the bedroom she shares with her witch. She slips out of her jacket and jeans, then into the bed wearing only her panties and tee-shirt. The redhead mumbles softly, "Five more minutes." Her voice is sleep-filled, a little husky and her young Slayer smiles.
Then with a smirk Kennedy leans in and whispers in her ear, "Then you'll let me open my present?"
"Un-huh," comes the sleepy answer.
With a soft kiss to her redhead's neck, Kennedy snuggles closer. Time ticks slowly as she watches the clock. She can hear her lover's gentle breathing, and then other sounds begin to travel to her senses. She can hear the rhythmic hum of the Christmas lights that decorate their home both inside and out. Hear the snow pelting against the window and the roof-she smiles knowing her California girl is gonna love the thoughts of another white holiday-only her second. Then two soft sounds barely audible to her Slayer's hearing reach her and make her smile broadly. She tightens her hold around her redhead's waist.
The sleeping redhead stirs slightly, she turns in Kennedy's arms and her eyes slowly open, "Is it morning?" She tries to force the sleep away.
"No," she presses a kiss to her forehead. "But your five minutes are up. Time to open my present." She smirks and lets her fingers start on the buttons of Will's pajama top.
Willow bites her bottom lip as she feels Kennedy's hands on her bare stomach as the buttons are finished. "Mmm-wait," she looks at her Slayer. The sleepiness suddenly gone. "Why are your hands cold?"
"They missed you." Kennedy tries. Her seductive smile is followed by a deep, needy kiss as her hands caress her redhead's body.
Willow's eyes close and she moans, as she is momentarily lost. However, she is able to pull herself away. Gasping for air and composure she starts, "Kennedy?" Her eyes meet her lover's in the dark.
Again she tries to act innocent. "What?"
Willow asks, "Why are your hands cold?"
"I went out for a while." She admits.
"On Christmas Eve?" Kennedy nods and realization crosses the redhead's face. "You didn't." Kennedy begins to chew on her own bottom lip and then looks down before tentatively looking back at her girl. "You did."
"I did."
"I thought we agreed to wait till next year."
"We did but I-" she stops and looks down. "I can take it back if you really want to wait."
Willow thinks about the words and sees the brief sadness in her girl's eyes before she can force it away behind the Slayer face. "No, maybe you're right."
Kennedy can't stop the smile as it spreads across her face, "I am, you'll see." She leans in and kisses her softly. "Can I finish opening my present now?"
"It's not Christmas," Willow says with a grin.
"Technically it is-it's way past midnight." She kisses her girl's lips again and then lets them trail across her jaw and then down her neck.
"Mmm-okay maybe just one present." Willow agrees as her eyes close and a moan escapes her lips.
Kennedy smiles against her lover's neck. Her tongue flicks out and tastes the soft skin as her hands caress her redhead's sides. She turns Willow onto her back and presses her body against her, kissing and licking down her neck and her chest to her stomach before dipping her tongue into Willow's belly button. As she hears her girl moan and feels her arch against her she starts the same trail back.
"No," whines Willow her hands tangling in Kennedy's dark hair. Before she can continue her complaint she moans Kennedy's name as her lover's lips and tongue make contact with her breast. "Yes-" she breathes out.
Kennedy continues to tease and please until she has her lover-her life-on the edge of release. The young Slayer kisses down Willow's body again, her hands join the fun too-touching, caressing until they finally reach their destination. Kennedy slips her hands under the waistband of her girl's pajama pants and lowers them slowly, kissing as she goes. Willow's moans fill the room. Kennedy looks up at the desire on her face, her sweat glistening body and she doubles her efforts to please.
Her redhead's clothes gone, she kisses up the inside of her leg- "Goddess!" Willow calls open, her body on fire-she arches trying to find friction and cries out again as she feels lips on her most intimate area. As Kennedy begins to kiss and lick, Willow begins to tremble. "I love you-" she pants out as she gets closer.
As Kennedy enters her and her fingers find a rhythm she kisses back up her girl's body. With her chin resting on her redhead's stomach she looks up into aroused green eyes, "I love you," she whispers. She curls her fingers slightly and feels the first signs of her lover's impending release as Willow tightens around her. "I love you," she repeats.
"Kennedy-" she pants. "Love you." She calls out as she falls hard, her body trembling, arching into her Slayer's fingers as the waves continue to wash over her.
Later they lay snuggled together sharing tender kisses and soft caresses, "Like your present?" Kennedy asks with a grin.
"Mmm-definitely," the witch smiles and kisses her softly. "But I thought you were unwrapping your present-what happened?" She raises her eyebrows with a grin.
"I think we both got a present." Kennedy kisses her nose playfully.
"I think you're right." Willow snuggles closer and rests her head on Kennedy's shoulder. "Better get some sleep. It's gonna be a busy day with all the present opening."
"Yeah, lots of present opening." Kennedy agrees. Then looks suddenly serious. "You think we went over board with the presents?"
"Maybe-but-" she grins. "I think-" before she can finish the door opens and a little dark haired girl of about 3 bounces into the room and onto the bed. "Jess-"
"I heard something Mommy," explains the green-eyed girl. "In the living room."
Kennedy smiles at her daughter, "What did it sound like?"
"It was scratching Mama."
Kennedy listens and looks at her redhead who is trying to look serious, "Think I should check it out?"
"Maybe we all should." Willow answers. "Get your robe and then come back here. baby girl, " She kisses Jessie's forehead. Without a word the girl is gone. "Told you it was gonna be a busy day," says the redhead as she kisses her lover and climbs out of bed slipping back into her pajamas.
Kennedy smiles and gets up as well she slips into a pair of sweatpants then grabs her camera. "I can't wait to see her face."
Willow wraps her in a hug just as Jessie runs back in. "Hurry it's louder now."
They all start toward the living room, the little girl leads the way. She stops suddenly as she sees the lighted tree and the presents under it. "He was here-" her eyes go wide.
Willow and Kennedy smile at each other and then their child. "You think?"
"Yeah Mama look there's presents they weren't there before-"
"Sure they were sweetie. You helped us wrap them for Uncle Xander and Aunt Buffy-and Grandpa Giles-and don't forget Dawnie."
"But there's more Mommy look-we didn't wrap this one." She looks at the large box with a few holes in it, and then she hears the noise again. "It's this one-this one is making noise."
Kennedy grins and kneels beside her daughter, "I guess you're right, who's it for?"
Jessie looks at the letters and the three-year-old smiles, "It's for me-see it says J-e-s-s-i-e- M-a-c-l-a-y-"
"It sure does," Willow smiles.
"Can I open it please Mommy? Just thing one?" Her eyes shine as she looks from one parent to the other.
"You sound like your mama," she smiles at her Slayer and kisses her softly. "What do you think?"
"Just this one." Kennedy smiles at Willow.
"Yes!" Jessie says excitedly.
They watch their daughter as her tiny fingers try to untie the bow and then work the paper loose. Wrapped in her redhead's arms Kennedy takes pictures. Finally all the paper is gone and Jessie pulls the box top off. "A puppy! It's a puppy!" She shouts excitedly.
The puppy licks her face as Willow helps her get it out of the box, and Kennedy takes pictures. Willow sits next to her daughter and puts the puppy in Jessie's lap.
"You like him?" Kennedy asks.
"I love him Mama-" she pets the puppy's fur. "Is he really mine?"
"Really yours," Kennedy answers. The child hugs her parents and the puppy prances on the rug beside them.
"But you have to take care of him," Willow says.
"I will, I can feed him-I'm a big girl Mommy."
Willow looks a little sad at her words. The little girl has grown up so fast. Soon she would start school, then start dating, then college and then move away. The redhead shakes the thoughts away. She replaces them with happy ones-the realization that all those things are years and years away. Jessie is with her now and for always. She runs her fingers through her dark hair, "Yes you are, but you're still Mommy's little girl okay?"
Jessie looks at her mommy, "Okay-" the puppy runs across the room and the little Slayer runs after him.
Willow watches them and then feels arms wrap around her tightly, "You okay?" Asks Kennedy as she kisses her temple.
"Yeah, just-I don't want her to be a big girl." She pouts.
"She'll always be our little girl Will-but she is gonna grow up and do all the grown up things."
"I know, but I don't have to like it." She pouts playfully.
Kennedy grins, "Gonna get that pouty lip." She leans forward and takes the pouting lip between hers and sucks gently. Willow moans softly. They pull apart. "I know what would make you feel better."
"Yeah-it usually does," she grins with a little blush. "But Jessie isn't going to bed anytime soon so-" she trails off.
Kennedy grins, "There's that-but ah-you're right we'll save that for later." She whispers something into her ear and the witch blushes Willow red. "How about till then you open one present?"
"Is this a trick to get to open yours?"
Kennedy grins, "Maybe."
"Okay-one-we each open one." Willow agrees.
Kennedy searches until she fines the package she wants her redhead to open. "This one." She hands it to her girl. The redhead looks at the jewelry shaped box. It is long like a necklace box but slightly heavier. She looks at her girl. "Open it," Kennedy says softly.
Willow opens the paper carefully, a little nervous for some reason she can't explain. Once the paper is gone she looks at the box and her girl before taking the lid off. Confusion covers her face as she looks up at Kennedy to see a smile. "Is this-" recognition tries to work its way in. "Is this-are you-" a smile crosses her face. "Sweetie-we're-"
Kennedy nods, "Yeah-a baby." She picks up the test stick. "It's a plus sign, see."
Before the babble can continue Willow's lips are on hers. Kennedy holds her tightly. "Happy?" Asks the young Slayer as their foreheads rest together.
Willow nods and tears slip from her eyes. "Wow-that's some present."
Suddenly Willow feels a surge through her and her eyes meet Kennedy's.
"You're a Goddess," says the young woman as she stares at her redhead.
"And you're a Slayer." She looks at the girl unsure of what she saw in her mind. "Take this to Buffy."
The new Slayer takes the scythe and runs from the room.
Willow falls onto her side as she continues to see her life, "Ha-that's nifty!" As her eyes close, her body drained from the spell she whispers. "Can't wait for Christmas."
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