Title: Reality Check
Author: Carol A. Clarke
Email: Carol.Clarke@mail.state.ky.us
Notes: Dysfunctional Girl For your encouragement.

They stood there together, not moving, not breathing, and wishing they didn't exist. They had heard the clear sound of the door slamming several minutes earlier. Neither of them knowing what to do. What does one say to ones parents when caught with your hand in more then just the cookie jar? There are just some things you never discuss with your parents or surrogate parents. Sex, being the main topic for non-discussion with your parents. You simply did not want to know anything about your parents sex life and you preyed they never ever, ever ever knew anything about yours. All these thoughts and more ran through the lover's heads. Finally the need for oxygen and frankly the physical effort it took to stay perfectly still in that particular position made them both realize the would in fact have to do something.

"Buffy, ah maybe I should,"

Buffy never let Willow finish the sentence. "I'll take care of it, she is my mother and I'm an adult now. She will just have to except I'm not her little girl any more."

"I am sure that is true but what I was going to say was, I should pull the thingy out of you."

"Oh" and after a long pause Buffy added, "right"

Willow began to gently remove the phallus from Buffy's tender behind. As she was trying to slowly pull out a thought acquired to the witch. "Doesn't that hurt when were still like that for a while?""A little but I kind of like it."

"I am in love with a masochist." The redhead said as she leaned over and kissed the slayers neck.

"And this is news how?" Both lovers' good humor was returning.

After several minutes of dressing and kissing and dressing some more, both young women stood in front of the door that lead outside of there room. They both had reached for the handle a dozen times and chicken out.

"I can't believe this, I'm the slayer. I kill demons all the time. Big mean demons."

"Yet, here you are afraid of your mother."

"I don't see you going out the door."

"No, I am affair of your mother too."

"Together"

"Together."

Buffy reached over and opened the door. A nervous Giles, apparently he too was afraid of Buffy's mother, and her mother stood facing the door. Both women walked out of the door.

Then Willow froze up and looked at Joyce. "Ah why don't you talk with your mother alone first." Then the little witch ran back inside the room and shut the door.

Giles, who had been trying to figure some way out of the situation jumped on the train and said, "Good Idea."

"Jeezes, I didn't know Giles, could run that fast."

Joyce was not amused. In fact she was positively throwing daggers with hereyes.

"Why, don't we talk in one of the reading rooms, Ok mom"

Buffy led Joyce down the hall to a series of small cubical like rooms the students could use to study in. Mother and Daughter both sat down across from each other. Then there was a period of silence so deafening the planets in orbit cringed.

"So is this something else Giles didn't tell me about slayers?" Joyce began in an angry voice.

"Huh?"

"I had my suspicions about Faith, all that Leather but my own daughter, not that there is anything wrong with it. Some of my best friends are,... Jesus Christ Buffy! I could except you being gay. God knows that's what I thought it was when you were burning things down, I've excepted the whole slayer thing, but S and M! Don't you get enough of that at the office?"

"The Vampires beating you up nightly aren't enough; you have to get chained up at home, Why? Was it something your father and I did? Did we not give you enough attention? Is there something we should have done better? "

"And Willow, sweet little innocent Willow. Well she had me fooled. I didn't think she even knew what sex was, yet there she was in the middle of the room. Well I don't want to think about it. "

"Oh, God, is Willow the only one? You and Rupert aren't, Xander?" Joyce couldn't go on with her rant. So she let the tears fall, then she wiped them out of her eye. Buffy just sat there and waited for her mother to gain composure. She had matured a lot over the years.

Finally Joyce was ready to go on, ready to listen. "Well is there something you want to tell me?"

"I guess you have a right to know, well some of it. Mom my life is complicated, to say the least. If it isn't hard enough just being a college student, there is always the problem with being the slayer, or in love. I am in Love. Have been for a long time. And yes, It's Willow. There is no body else. We haven't told any of our friends either. Not Xander, Not Giles, Not even Angel though I suspect he knows already. We wanted it to just be us for a while. "

"Buffy, I understand, you and Willow have been close for a longtime. I like her, I really do. And I know your life is complicated, being the slayer is hard and dangerous and I worry about you all the time but honey this other thing. The chains, I don't understand."

"And you think I do? Mom I love you and I know you love me so I hope you don't take this the wrong way. Mom I don't want details about your sex life. I want you to be careful but I don't want to know. And I don't think I need to explain my private life to you. Mom, slayers don't have exceptional long life spans in general. I came to terms with that a long time ago. So, mom I love Willow, we are careful. The truth is the chains are part of the being careful." I am a slayer, as in extremely strong. The first person I ever dated was a vampire; I didn't have to worry about hurting him. Angel was stronger then I am. Or at least as strong. But Willow isn't. I don't feel safe with her, even if I am. Do you understand."

"No, but it is your life. I can't say I'm happy about this but give me some time. And you're right, I do love you."

Buffy saw her mother off and returned to her room. Willow had cleaned up the room and was working on her computer. Buffy could tell that Willow was really just staring at the scene like she did when she was upset.

"So, you chicken out on me." Buffy said but she was smiling.

'Buffy, I am so sorry, I saw your mom and I panicked. I've never been brave when it comes to parents, did it go ok?"

"Ok, might be stretching it, but I think she'll deal. Giles on the other hand may still be running. Willow you would have been impressed at how fast he ran down the hall."

"Yeah, I bet he is not happy that he made you give him a key to the room."

"So are you tired?" Buffy asked with a wicked grin.

"Why? What did you have in mind?" Buffy responded by picking Willow up out of her chair and throwing her on the bed.

"You must be joking after what happened earlier, Buffy?" Willow protested while lifting her hips up for Buffy to take off her pants.

"Oh yes, we weren't even half-way done when we were rudely interrupted."

"Your not wanting to play the game now are you?" Willow asked half in lust and half in fear.

Buffy had taken her own clothes off and was pulling Willows shirt over her head. After stripping the witch, the slayer pressed Willow back into the bed while passionately kissing her lips. Buffy worked her way down Willows body, teasing the witch with her tongue. Letting her hands roam over the redhead's body with feather light touch.

The slayer continued down the redhead's body, missing nothing. When she reached her pubic mound the slayer pushed her legs apart and slide her tongue deep inside her core. Willow was mindless with pleasure, and the slayer was relentless with her task. Buffy was never happy until Willow had come twice. The blond knew just how to let the tension build and then slow or stop only to start again. It was a method that drove the witch crazy. No matter how much Willow begged the slayer would never stop until she was sure the witch could not stand another orgasm.

Buffy thought.

After Willow had peaked for the third time, Buffy held her and let her sleep. The next morning when Willow awoke she found herself tucked in bed. Her breakfast lay on the nightstand beside her bed and Buffy knelt in the floor in a submissive pose with her arms behind her back and her head on the bed. Willow smiled as she got out of bed and crossed the room in search of the paddle.