And again I come to a final chapter in the confidential!verse series. This has been the longest one, both in actual length and time it took to complete. I had to take some health hiatuses and it means so much that people stuck with me throughout it all. This is definitely not the end for them, there are years to fill in, post-graduation, and there are even more years to fill in following on from Family Conf. afterwards. I'm moving at the moment but I plan to be back with the next incarnation as soon as possible.

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FivebyFive89 – Glad you enjoyed it :)

gimpy72 – I absolutely agree with you re: the landlord, I don't know a single person who hasn't had at least one (although I do have to exclude myself in that…but only because I've been living in the same place since I was 17 and lucked out first time round)

leighg2011a – I'm laughing at the duel/dual typo – thanks for pointing it out, I fixed it. I'm sure they will have play fights in there though – suds beware!

bluepaintbox – You don't know how happy I am that somebody got the sir mix a lot reference! Random historical sidebar: the entire reason Becky was named Becky was so that I could one day make that lame joke – it only took close to 6 years!

Tara looked up from her book, to Willow, who was sitting on the opposite side of the bed, and had been for the best part of five minutes, motionless.

"You okay, sweetie?"

Willow stayed where she was, patting the bed and looking around the room at their stacked luggage and couple of small boxes.

"Can't believe it's our last night here."

Tara closed her book and sat up.

"We get to move into our brand new place. It's exciting."

"No, I know. I am excited," Willow replied, looking over her shoulder to Tara, "Just…I dunno. I feel like we fell in love in this room."

Tara scooted over and kissed Willow's exposed shoulder blade.

"I fell in love on a winding path about three seconds after I had hot coffee flung at me."

Willow smiled and bunched the sheet under her hand.

"Had our first time in this bed."

Tara covered Willow's hand.

"So did a bunch of other people, probably."

Willow snorted, then let out a big belly laugh.

"Okay, you did it. You officially took the magic out of the room."

Tara shook her head and slid her fingers along Willow's.

"Of course this room will always be special. But I think it will be even more special in our new place with no noise violations or traipsing across campus to eat or check the mail. A place all our own. It's thrilling."

"And terrifying," Willow admitted.

"And terrifying," Tara confirmed with a nod, "Thrilling and terrifying. Together."

Willow smiled at Tara, then briefly dropped her gaze to Tara's chest. She brushed her fingers against Tara's arm, then moved under the blanket and started to climb on top of her girlfriend.

"I like T words," she said, then started to slide her hands over Tara's hips and enunciated each word clearly, "Like Tara. And tushy. And tits."

Her head started to drop to the exposed parts of Tara's breasts, but Tara lifted Willow's chin with a finger at the last second and stopped her.

"What about tease?"

Willow closed her mouth around the tip of Tara's finger and bit gently just below her nail bed.

"That's synonymous with Tara."

She dragged her teeth along the length of Tara's finger, then released her and pushed her back to lying on her back. Her finger followed the neckline of her top, dipped in at the cleavage, then fell off. She pressed a kiss against Tara's heart, into the hollow of her throat and across into her neck.

"You know how you're supposed to christen furniture?" she whispered.

"Mmhhm…" Tara asked, already tilting her neck as an offering.

"Well…" Willow continued, poking her tongue out to taste Tara's creamy skin, "It's only polite to say goodbye too, right?"

"Yes, polite," Tara replied, shivering under the delicate touch of Willow's lips, "We should be polite."

Willow felt Tara's body stretch out beneath her, and pressed down so they were as close as possible while still wearing clothes. She grinded her hips into Tara and bit her sensitive spot of skin under her ear before whispering throatily.

"I will polite you so hard, you'll have the imprint of that mattress in your back for a week."

Tara's breath became shallow as Willow's seductive tones floated into her ear. She squirmed in her sleep shorts, feeling a deeper response somewhere south. Her hands slid from Willow's neck to her cheeks and pulled her up so their lips were just barely brushing.

"Then what are you waiting for?"

They began clawing at each other's clothes but as soon as their naked bodies were pressing against each other, Willow paused with her lips on Tara's.

"Wait. Slow down."

Tara moved her hand up from Willow's rear to the small of her back.

"Okay," she whispered back, "Slow is good."

They slowed down their kissing to just lips and occasional nip of teeth. Willow slowly shifted her weight from alongside Tara to right on top of her, easily sliding their skin together. She circled one of Tara's nipples, pebbling her skin, then began palming that breast.

Tara's hands dropped again to Willow's butt, as they were so fond to do, and she pulled upwards so Willow's trickling arousal left a trail on her stomach.

Their kiss paused as Willow settled, rubbing her mound over Tara's. They held their collective breath for one sweet moment of bodies merging, before resuming the kiss; sucking each other's lips and sliding their tongues heatedly against one another. Tara gently pulled at Willow's scalp and Willow pinched Tara's nipple, to an answering moan she swallowed in her mouth and returned with her own.

Tara took charge of the kiss, guiding their movements and initiating playful games, teasing the tip of Willow's tongue and having her play chase between their mouths. When they were both getting breathless, she rolled Willow onto her back and broke the kiss, breathing heavily downwards from her position straddling above.

Willow's eyes were locked on Tara's dark ones, whose blue hue had gone from their usual serene sapphire to a cool cobalt, dripping with desire. Willow felt the other source of arousal start to leave a trail on her stomach, matching the one she'd offered early and couldn't help thrusting upwards in Tara's general direction.

As her body curved, she felt the downward pressure of Tara's hands grabbing her wrists and pinning them above her head. She panted as Tara's mouth dropped to her chest, giving rise to goosebumps on her skin and stiff nipples as they were tongued into peaks.

Willow let out soft sounds of pleasure and lightly fought against her pinned arms; not enough to actually break free but just enough to feel the resistance. She felt herself gush and manoeuvred her thigh to feel Tara's wetness too.

There wasn't enough slide for her liking, so she wrenched an arm free and reached down to slide her middle finger in between Tara's lips. She applied some light friction to Tara's clit; just enough to feel her twitch and teased.

Tara paused with her teeth around Willow's nipple and tried to move her hips to get more, but Willow was keeping it light.

"Now who's the tease?" Tara panted as she released Willow's nipple and left messy kisses up to her throat.

"Takes one to know one," Willow replied with a devilish glint in her eye.

She ducked upwards and stole Tara's lips, though it was unnecessary as Tara was willing to give them freely. Willow twisted her remaining pinned arm out of Tara's grasp and immediately interlocked their fingers. She steered their joined hands slowly down and finally between each other.

Tara put her other hand flat above Willow's shoulder to balance herself as she adjusted herself properly on top of her girlfriend. She bent her knees at an angle and angled her hips in the right position; giving them both the comfort and opportunity to enter each other at the same time.

As her hips pushed back to accommodate their hands, her chest pressed into Willow and gave them that short but searing pang of arousal when their hardened nipples rubbed off each other.

Tara gently rubbed her breasts against Willow's to repeat the sensation as she brought her forehead to Willow's and let their breath meet. They synced in seconds, bodies rising and falling as one. Willow was mesmerised by Tara's eyes, which were somehow both calming and rousing at the same time. They shared a soft, lingering kiss; marking a moment of reverence for their last tangle in the bed.

Neither were great at resisting the other though, and were soon kissing deeper and grinding their skin together. Willow snaked her hand between Tara's thighs and dipped her fingers in to wet them, before resuming their rolling rub of Tara's clit. When it was teased into appearing, she increased her pace to produce that eyelid-flickering kind of pleasure that made Tara quake all the way to her toes.

Tara wasn't about to let Willow have all the fun and let her own fingers fall between Willow's lips to enjoy the slide. She twirled to make sure they were coated all the way around, then delicately entered her fully.

Willow's thighs spread invitingly and she squeezed around Tara's fingers as a welcome. She heard Tara groan in her ear and felt Tara's hips press more firmly against hers. She moaned back and started to rub even faster until Tara was so slick, she was falling down to her opening with every flick of her wrist.

She followed Tara's body and curled her fingers inside. She immediately needed more of Tara's heat and added another finger into the mix. Their bodies were sliding against each other with sweat and their sounds became ambient noise surrounding them. They had a rhythm of sliding and curling their fingers in an off-beat tempo so there was constant giving and taking and twining together.

Willow's other hand was cupping the back of Tara's head, holding her into her neck where most of her moans were being muffled to the room, but not Willow's ear. Each vibration against her skin sent another jolt through her abdomen and she was getting close to the point of no return. She guided Tara's head back up with hers and kissed her hard, pulling all her passion out.

"Come with me," she breathed, briefly pulling on Tara's bottom lip before releasing with a strangled groan, "Oh god, now, now…!"

Tara rotated her hips so her clit brushed off the heel of Willow's palm and it just took a few well-angled thrusts to get the rush she was looking for. Their eyes stayed open for the initial burst of climax and their bodies fell into each other for the crash.

They knitted together like the interlocking puzzle pieces they were and neither made an attempt to break free as they settled back into regular breathing.

Their arms were still lying limply between them but Willow used her free hand to gently stroke Tara's hair and turned her head in to press sweet kisses to her cheek. Her eyes lazily roamed around the room, and it hit her like a ton of bricks all over again that that really was the last time in their 'first time' bed.

"Fuck."

Tara's hand flopped lazily against Willow's chest in a gesture of agreement.

"Mmhm…great for me too, honey. You're amazing."

Willow's eyes widened momentarily, but she caught herself.

"Totally great," she covered, though was far from lying "Also can't believe it's really graduation tomorrow. Been so busy handing in final assignments and packing up and signing the lease…it's all just hitting me."

Tara rubbed Willow's arm with gentle caresses, but remained sluggishly half-asleep, half-draped over Willow. Willow liked the fingertip dance and smiled at the gentle tickle it produced. She stayed quiet, lost in her own thoughts and memories.

"Hey, you know you're supposed to wear something under the gown, right?"

Tara laughed lazily, leaving a sleepy grin on her face.

"Of course, why?"

Willow blushed.

"I didn't. At my high school graduation. There was a very unfortunately timed gust of wind."

Tara's eyes opened and her head turned towards Willow.

"No way. You never told me that."

Willow shuddered.

"Tried to repress it," she replied, staring up at the ceiling, "Only reason I was thankful my parents had been out of town. Mother would have never gotten over the embarrassment. Dad planned on being there but had to go to Japan at the last second. Apparently the Japanese don't wait."

Tara turned herself on her side and touched Willow's cheek affectionately. Willow smiled at the gesture.

"Wouldn't want them here anyway. I'm not their achievement, I'm my own achievement."

Tara leaned over and pressed her lips to Willow's cheek.

"And you have plenty to be proud of."

"You're one of them," Willow replied, then quickly continued, "I don't just mean that in a sappy kinda way. We've had ups and downs and we've made it work. Worked hard at our relationship. I'm proud of us for that. I love you."

Tara nuzzled her nose against Willow's.

"I love you too."

Willow cupped Tara's cheek and kissed her softly.

"This time tomorrow…" she whispered against her girlfriend's lips, "You and me will be out in the big bad world."

Tara nodded and pecked Willow again.

"I can't wait."

Willow's face broke out in a smile.

"Either can I."

Willow stood in front of the mirror, pulling on her shirt collar under her gown.

Tara had gone off to sort out some last minute paperwork and collect their new keys, and left Willow to get herself ready for the graduation ceremony.

The room was so barren with their things packed up and Willow hated standing alone in it. It didn't seem like theirs with a stripped bed and blank walls. Still, those four walls held so many memories and it was heart-breaking to imagine by the end of the day, she'd never step foot in it again.

She went over and sat on the mattress, smiling as she heard the familiar squeak.

Years of memories flashed through her mind; the first time she'd stepped into the room and admired Tara's fairy lights; the first time they'd spent the night together, cuddling; coming into the beautiful display of candles and lights Tara had set up to make their first time special; moving her things in and making it theirs; lazy Sunday mornings and Friday night movies; studying, the real kind and the 'learning every curve of Tara's body' kind.

The shared dreams and jokes passed between them; every sweet nothing whispered and the thousands of 'I love yous' passed between them. Making up after bickering; holding each other through tears; saying goodbye and hello again; always returning home to each other.

Willow inhaled softly and smiled.

She's my home. This was just the shell.

She stood up and moved to the door, looked around it once, then with a deep breath, flicked the light off and stepped outside.

She checked her phone for the time and decided she better start heading down to the courtyard to get a seat. She had hoped she would get to see Tara before they had to go to their separate ceremonies, but as the minutes passed by, it seemed less and less likely.

She sighed and turned her phone off before returning it to her pants pocket under her gown and made sure the gown fell correctly. It would have been just her luck to arrive on the stage with it tucked into her underwear.

There was a smell of freshly cut grass as she stepped out onto the campus she'd called home for the last four years. There were students in gowns and their families all around, taking pictures and talking animatedly. The joy of the day was palpable and Willow felt a pang of jealously that she was missing out on sharing it.

Who cares? It's just a graduation. Get to move into our new place later. Now there's excitement! Our own place. Our real, own place.

She nodded to herself in an effort to convince herself that this was all a formality. Instead of dwelling, her mind shifted back to its trip down memory lane as she walked the campus one last time.

She remembered the thrill of visiting all her prospective colleges in her senior year of high school. Boston College hadn't even been on the original list, she had happened across the campus while visiting the city and stuck around for a tour.

The campus itself had been beautiful, but it was the atmosphere that had drawn her in. She felt a richness and a fullness from the students there, and even thought it had only been a brief glimpse into life there, it had stuck with her.

It was the polar opposite of the rigorous academic expectations she'd felt when visiting Harvard and MIT just a few miles away. She had spent four years of high school achieving the highest accolades so she could be in a position to go to those schools, but when confronted with four more, it made her queasy.

She practically saw herself chained to a desk when she visited those schools, and for the first time in her life considered that she might be worthy of a life outside of her grades.

She'd always produced her best possible work, but she had made the very first decision she ever made for just herself when she chose to attend Boston College and allow herself the possibility of experiencing more.

It had been a life-changing and attitude-shifting moment when she made the ultimate decision, and as she walked along, she pondered about the person she would have been in one of those other schools.

That even if she had met Tara without attending BC, for she had been converted to believing in fate from having her wonderful girlfriend in her life, would she have been a person Tara would like? Or would she have even allowed herself the chance to experience life with a partner?

She shook her head of that thought, it was pointless, but it did make her grateful to be standing in that spot, in that moment in time. She just wished Tara was beside her.

She got to the courtyard and was quite impressed with the set-up. The stage was grand and the commencement speaker, chancellor, dean and various other academic heads were already sitting in chairs up there, in full robes.

Willow found her way to the seats of her fellow classmates, making sure to sit away from the group of guys flicking each other's tassels and generally being obnoxious.

It wasn't long before the band started to play, and Willow's heart began to hammer in her chest. She barely heard any of the speeches, just laughed when others did and tried to keep her hands generally fidget-free.

Before long, her class were suddenly standing and making their way towards the stage. Willow shuffled along, growing slightly pale as memories of her last graduation played out in front of her like a movie.

She kept her face down until she was on the stage and next in line to be called.

Her eyes flickered out into the crowd, to see if her parents might be there as if by magic, but instead, something much better happened. Her gaze landed on Tara's face, who was sitting with the rest of the families and smiling proudly.

Willow felt tears poke at her eyes and had to blink repeatedly to hold them back. After a moment, she noticed Tara discreetly pointing, and looked ahead to realise her name had been called.

She almost rushed ahead in the panic, but at the last moment, reigned herself in and dignifiedly walked across the stage to shake the dean's hand and receive her diploma. She was beaming as she changed the position of her tassel and tied her diploma to her robe, then stood with the rest of her classmates, feeling on top of the world.

The buzzing sound of clapping disturbed the air around Willow and she realised they were moving off to allow the next class their time. Without wasting a second, Willow lifted the end of her gown and ran towards Tara.

Tara had already moved to stand at the back, so Willow jumped right into her arms, surprised to see her teary as well.

"I'm so proud of you," Tara said with an obvious lump of emotion in her throat.

Willow steadied herself on her feet and held Tara's face, cupping her ears, as she kissed the bridge of her nose.

"I can't believe you're here. All I wanted was someone out there to watch me."

They rested their foreheads together and Willow had to make a little emotional sniffle before smiling again.

"How did you get here? Did you organise a different time or something? Do we need to rush over?"

Tara shook her head.

"No."

Willow opened her mouth to reply, but then suddenly realised the implication of that one word. Her head reeled back slightly.

"Did you skip your graduation for me?"

Tara took both of Willow's hands and pulled her close.

"I wanted to be here more than I wanted to be there."

"W-what about your diploma?" Willow asked, voice shaking.

Tara shrugged, smiling her trademark crooked smile.

"They'll mail it to me."

Willow laughed, choking back a sob at the same time. She grabbed Tara's cheeks and pulled her into a tender but steamy kiss, filled with all of the emotion swirling around them.

After a few moments a portly woman getting a photo standing with her graduate son cleared her throat and barked over at them.

"Excuse me!"

Willow pulled away and the son had the good grace to look embarrassed.

"You're excused," Willow retorted, and brought Tara a few feet away where the air was calmed, "I love you so much, Tara. I love you so much. Thank you. You don't know how much this meant."

"As much as it meant to me," Tara replied, rubbing Willow's shoulders, "I've never been prouder of you. And I don't mean grades. I mean getting yourself to this point in your life. You did it. You worked hard, you grew, you became a woman. You did it."

"We did it," Willow corrected softly, "And that's all I want, forever. We."

They hugged tightly for several moments until they heard a screeching sound and both looked to the side to see Becky galloping towards them, gown flying behind her with the wind she was making from her own speed.

She halt-jumped at them, hands pumped in the air triumphantly.

"I got a car!"

"What?" Willow asked, thoroughly confused.

"I got a mustang!" Becky panted almost manically, "My dad bought me a car!"

Willow's eyebrows shot up.

"Your dad is here?"

Becky nodded, gleeful.

"He and my mom even breathed the same air for about fifteen seconds to get a photo with me!"

Willow put her arms around Becky to hug her.

"I'm so happy your parents came."

"I'm so happy I got a car!" Becky replied, beaming from ear to ear and bouncing on her toes.

"I have some news too," Tara interjected shyly, "I got a phone call this morning."

Becky and Willow looked at her expectantly and Tara smiled in her usual soft, demure manner.

"Pending passing my licensing exam…I'm officially an employee of the Boston Area Department of Children and Families."

Willow let go of Becky and clutched Tara by the shoulders.

"You got a job?!"

Tara nodded, almost imitating Willow as her tongue poked out between her teeth.

"I got a job."

Willow started to bounce along with Becky.

"You got a job! You got a job! She got a job!" she repeated over and over, elated at the developments of the last hour.

They all started to bounce and screech with the joy of it all, until Becky suddenly stopped and grabbed each of them by the arm.

"Guys, you know what all this means, right?"

Tara and Willow waited, almost with baited breath, as Becky's eyes grew wide with solemnity and an inkling of fear.

"We're adults!"

The End

Stay tuned in the coming weeks for 'Adult Confidential' and thanks again to one and all who read :)