Willow and Tara's room

You see a pair of legs dangling from the end of a bed behind you, and hear a girl’s excited voice.

“Is it time for another round?” There’s a pause, and then the voice takes on a more concerned tone.
“Do you really think this one can take any more, Willow?”

You feel a hand touching you below, fingers caressing you. “Don’t worry, Tara, still seems perky.” A swathe of red hair erupts into your view and then you see Willow’s face looking down at you. “Welcome to my bedroom,” she says, straddling over you, wearing a back bra and panties. “Not that you’ve ever been gone.”

Tara laughs. “Is it my turn? Please say it is.”

“We've done this so many times now, I’ve finally lost track. Let’s ask the Puppy.”

She runs her hand over your stomach. You wince, there are scars and bruises there you’ve never seen before. A glow comes from her hands and as magically as they seem to have appeared they're gone.

Willow gives you a big smile, and strokes your cheek. “Aw, Puppy looks so confused. Don’t worry, it’s just some uninnocent kinky fun, at least for us.” She gives a sigh, and bends her head down to lick your nipple, her red hair brushing the area around it. “Oh, the things we’ll both do for tantric magic. Anyway, Buffy brought you here for us to play with, but don’t worry, when you can’t take any more, we’ll just bring out the Lethe, make you forget everything again, and we can start all over.”

“So, Puppy, who do you want to play with you?"