Unfaithful
By Rockchick9000
Betaed by Emily and blue-socked llama
Disclaimer: well ofcourse none of these characters belong to me. They belong to the wonderful brain and head of the BTvS and AtS, Joss Whedon, you know we love you.
A/N: okay i wrote this is one night on a whim. i felt it and ran withit, its not clear in the characters but for anyone who knows my previous work (which by the way i am working on) they consist of Spike, Buffy and Angel.. guess who'swho. i am probably not gramaticallyright half the time but bare with me.I reallyenjoyed writing this so i hope you enjoy reading it. Please review, youknow i love it. so without further adue.
Unfaithful
Soft feet touch soft ground as she sits at the edge of the bed, which creaks below her. She looks over her shoulder at her sleeping lover, shaken and creased sheets gather at his lower back where it meets his hips. She smiles to herself, its been awhile since she has allowed herself to show this smile, been awhile since she has had a reason to. She picks up a discarded men's black T and slips it over her head as she stands and stalks around the room in search of clothing she eagerly peeled of her skin the night before.
A dim light enters the room as the Sun enters the world driving away the dark purple skies of night. She stands to look out the window and sees the city lain out in front of them from the high-rise apartment block, the sun's shadow framing the sight. She did not notice him stirring, did not notice the absence on the bed laying next to her until she felt the strong callused hands glide smoothly and softly over her hips bringing her back to his chest. Warm lips send kisses up her neck, portraying words of longing that will never meet that morning's air.
She twisted in his strong arms crashing her lips to his in a heated battle for dominance. When the burn in her lungs be came to difficult to take she broke away and looked up into his chilling blue eyes. He knew she had to go even before the words left her lips, he nodded the sad look she was accustomed to shining in his eyes. There lips met thrice again before she broke from his welcoming embrace. She took of his shirt and laid it on the ground giving him a tantalising look over before she started to get dressed. As much as he wanted to assist her in getting dressed and as much as he wanted to participate in the taking off of the clothes, to touch was not included in this part of the dance.
She turned to look at him sitting on the bed eyes roaming a body he knew so well. They shared a last soft and slow kiss of sorrow before she left - the door swinging behind her leaving him alone in the room.
She enters the house quietly, shutting the door and walking up the stairs. She takes off her boots and gets undressed leaving her things in a pile at the bottom of the bed. She slowly climbs in and slips between the sheets and she falls asleep.
He lies beside her, his brown brooding eyes heavy with grief. He's not sure why he puts up with this and not sure why he lets her go but she was never his to have, never his. That's why he lets her go that's why he lets her break his heart every time she leaves to be in the others arms.
A/N: well i thought i would write a follow up authors note. okay so now that you have read my fic complete the following 1) review and tell me anything that dosen't flow, you couldn't follow, is spelt wrong.. ya know the works 2) if you like it tell you friends about it 3) just enjoy it.
peace out RockChic9000