Willow Rosenberg

Willow blew into the noise maker and chuckled as she jumped onto the couch next to Kennedy, pulling the drink out of her lover's hand she sipped on it savoring the taste of the sweet Alcohol. Willow never drank often but special occasions always called for it, or whenever Kennedy managed to twist her arm into getting drinks. As long as they had fruit on the side and a tiny umbrella she was fine. After the year they had with the implosion of Sunnydale Willow thought it was best they take the night off to celebrate. The Wiccan leaned in for a kiss. “Mmm, Happy New Year Baby.” The castle was decorated festively, they sat in the bar area that Faith had set up for parties and the room was packed with drunken Slayers. A hand slipped down to Kennedy's inner thigh. “So is it time to take things to more private quarters?” She smirked.

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