Brooke looked at Peyton lying on her bed as she came out of the blonde's shower, the steam rolling into the lusty red room. She moved slowly, curiously fixated on her friend.
"Peyton…" she called, and the green eyes that looked up at her then were shocking, surprisingly alluring. Brooke came to the end of the bed, and rather quickly considering the hindering effects of the towel wrapped around her. She kept careful eye contact with the blonde, and Peyton noted the look in her friend's eyes to be the same look she gave men when she was interested in them. It was the same look she gave something lifeless when she was curious about it. It was the very same look… and it was beautiful. "I want you. I want you right now, so fucking bad, and it's killing me…" the words were shocking to feel on her lips, especially so because Peyton was sitting right in front of her, but she couldn't wish not to have said them, even as Peyton took her sweet freaking time to respond. The blonde's mouth was open slightly, in light shock and confusion, before she looked up at Brooke directly and said,
"You want me?" She hardly waited for a response. "Then come take me."
Brooke couldn't recall when her towel had ended up on the floor, but it was and she found herself beneath Peyton, a tangled white sheet the only thing between them. She kissed the blonde fiercely, about ready to die from the simple prospect of the whole thing, and reveling in the sensation of the blonde's pale skin, where it was exposed, against her own. It was everything she had expected it to be, the way Peyton moved and sounded, the faces she made, especially the funny ones, and all the things she said.
"I love you, Peyton," Brooke said, her lips gentle at the blonde's lower stomach. Peyton nodded slowly, her eyes closed, and ran a gentle hand through Brooke's hair.
"I love you too," she said, allowing Brooke to continue to places due south once the words were out of her mouth. And this was exactly as she had imagined it would be, just as magical, lovely, wonderful. It was a high she'd never come down from, a high Brooke knew she'd never come down from, and the beginning of a long road full of surprises.