Title - Strange Companions

Author - Paige

Rating - PG

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Distribution - Just let me know.

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A/N - Hyped on NiteQuil & ibuprofen. Great stuff.

Buffy leaned her head back, the not-very-hot-yet-still-as-hot-as-it-would- go water streaming over her body, mixing with her tears. She could faintly hear Liam wandering around the room, the TV playing, faintly over the rushing water. She broke down and started to sob.

(oh god what am I doing here? Angel, help me)

Liam heard her and knocked on the door. "Buffy, are you okay?"

She cried harder, huddling down in the corner of the tub, wrapping her arms around herself.

(no no no no this isn't happening, oh god oh god)

Liam swallowed hard and slowly turned the knob. "Buffy?" he stepped hesitantly into the room, and winced at seeing her curled up in the corner like she was. He opened the curtain and turned off the water before scooping her up against his bare chest with one arm, using the other to wrap her in a towel.

(not angel, not angel god buffy why are you trusting him because he's all I've got leave me alone!)

He picked her up carefully and she clung to his broad shoulders, using his arm around her waist as leverage to wrap her legs around his waist and pull him close as possible, her lips greedily seeking his.

(please liam please help me forget help me please)

Liam kissed her back without hesitation, not even thinking about hesitating, knowing she was using him, hating it, unable to resist the temptation, the pleasure she was just thrusting at him.

He laid her down on the bathroom floor, still kissing her roughly as she fumbled for the button on his black jeans, damp from the water on her body, wanting him desperately, completely forgetting Angel.

For now.

Which was why she was doing this.

She whimpered when he pushed her hands away from the buttons and pressed his face into her skin and sucking it roughly, causing his lover to arch off the floor and gasp, weaving her fingers through his thick dark hair, silky and

(familiar again everything's familiar)

soft in her hands.

Buffy reached up and gripped his shoulders, arching off the floor to press his skin against hers. "Please, Liam, please."

(at least I got his name right)

He gripped her upper arms and pulled her back up to her feet. She gave him a confused look and he shook his head, leading her into the bedroom. He refused to fuck her on the bathroom floor, she was worth so much more than that.

He laid her down gently and took off his jeans while she watch, lust in her eyes. Liam looked down at her and she held open her arms, ready for him. He laid on her gently, sliding in slowly. Their eyes locked for a moment, and Buffy froze.

(oh god his eyes he has angel's eyes)

Minutes later, Buffy collapsed back into the mattress as Liam rolled off of her, laying on his back and staring at the ceiling. She sat up slowly, wrapping a sheet around her nakedness.but he didn't seem to notice his own, not bothering to cover himself.

"Is something wrong?"

(was it.not good? no, I thought you were a pro)

Liam turned and smiled at her, the light suddenly coming back to his beautiful eyes

(angel's eyes he has angel's eyes)

and he shook his head. "Not a thing, why?"

She smiled and brushed a hand across his forehead. "You just looked distant, that's all." She ran a hand through her hair and grinned. "Now I think we both need a shower."

He laughed and pulled her to him. "We should conserve water."

"Oh, definitely."

She forgot all about Angel.

For now.

Which was why she was doing this.

TBC...