Title - Best Friends
Author - Paige
Rating - R
Summary - Buffy and Angel are best friends who grow up next door to each other. When they hit junior high, Buffy gets cool and Angel doesn't. Everything changes when she's called.
Disclaimer - Yeah right.
Distribution - Would make my day. Just ask.
Feedback - Would make the sun shine brighter.
Buffy curled up around herself when she felt Angel slip from the room. God, why had she pushed herself on him? She must've been horrible. Come on, he'd done all the work!
Buffy sat up and swore, clutching the sheets to her breasts. She was almost positive he hadn't used a condom, and she wasn't on the pill.
Angel came back into the room, dressed in a pair of sweatpants with messy hair and nail gouges in his shoulders. He caught her wide-eyed gaze and narrowed his own eyes at her. "What's wrong?"
Buffy burrowed back under the covers and pressed her face into the pillow. "Nothing."
Angel peeled off his sweat pants and crawled in behind her. He gently caressed her hair and kissed her cheek. "Bullshit. What's wrong?" His eyes went wide. "Did I hurt you?"
Buffy shook her head. "No.I was bad."
Angel laughed, nuzzling her neck. "You were wonderful."
Buffy rolled on to her back, gazing up at him with hopeful eyes. "Really?"
"Really." He kissed her.
Buffy pulled him on top of her. "I don't have to go just yet."
*
Buffy took a shower in the upstairs bathroom, then redressed in her clothes and walked back into his room. He was still in the bed, under the covers, and naked. Buffy crawled over so that she was practically laying on top of him, wishing she had more time take care of the nagging ache and wet heat between her legs. Wishing she didn't have to leave at all.
"I love you," he said suddenly.
"I love you too," she answered.
Angel sat up and shook his head, refusing to look at her. "No, not the best fried love. Honest../real love/." He whispered the last two words, still refusing to look at her. "I always have."
Buffy sat up next to him. "Love me? Like it's forever, true love?" She snorted. "No, you don't. That's a fairy tale."
He looked away. "You could've just said you had to go or something," he muttered, reaching for his pants. "You don't have to rip my heart out, huh?"
Buffy reached out and touched his face, tears coming to her eyes. "You really love me?"
Angel took her hands and kissed them. "If I didn't, this wouldn't have happened." He ran hand through his hair, mussing it further. "I wouldn't jeopardize my relationship with my best friend for sex."
Buffy threw herself into his arms, sobbing. "Oh, Angel. I love you too." She gripped him like he was her lifeline, pressing her face into his neck. "I don't want to go."
Angel glanced at the clock. "You have to get home. Your Mom's gonna be up in about five minutes." He kissed her. "I'm gonna miss you, Sunshine."
She kissed him. "I'm gonna miss you, Cryptic."
Another long kiss, and Buffy bolted for the window. If she didn't, she never would have left. She crawled back into her room and sobbed.
TBC.
Author - Paige
Rating - R
Summary - Buffy and Angel are best friends who grow up next door to each other. When they hit junior high, Buffy gets cool and Angel doesn't. Everything changes when she's called.
Disclaimer - Yeah right.
Distribution - Would make my day. Just ask.
Feedback - Would make the sun shine brighter.
Buffy curled up around herself when she felt Angel slip from the room. God, why had she pushed herself on him? She must've been horrible. Come on, he'd done all the work!
Buffy sat up and swore, clutching the sheets to her breasts. She was almost positive he hadn't used a condom, and she wasn't on the pill.
Angel came back into the room, dressed in a pair of sweatpants with messy hair and nail gouges in his shoulders. He caught her wide-eyed gaze and narrowed his own eyes at her. "What's wrong?"
Buffy burrowed back under the covers and pressed her face into the pillow. "Nothing."
Angel peeled off his sweat pants and crawled in behind her. He gently caressed her hair and kissed her cheek. "Bullshit. What's wrong?" His eyes went wide. "Did I hurt you?"
Buffy shook her head. "No.I was bad."
Angel laughed, nuzzling her neck. "You were wonderful."
Buffy rolled on to her back, gazing up at him with hopeful eyes. "Really?"
"Really." He kissed her.
Buffy pulled him on top of her. "I don't have to go just yet."
*
Buffy took a shower in the upstairs bathroom, then redressed in her clothes and walked back into his room. He was still in the bed, under the covers, and naked. Buffy crawled over so that she was practically laying on top of him, wishing she had more time take care of the nagging ache and wet heat between her legs. Wishing she didn't have to leave at all.
"I love you," he said suddenly.
"I love you too," she answered.
Angel sat up and shook his head, refusing to look at her. "No, not the best fried love. Honest../real love/." He whispered the last two words, still refusing to look at her. "I always have."
Buffy sat up next to him. "Love me? Like it's forever, true love?" She snorted. "No, you don't. That's a fairy tale."
He looked away. "You could've just said you had to go or something," he muttered, reaching for his pants. "You don't have to rip my heart out, huh?"
Buffy reached out and touched his face, tears coming to her eyes. "You really love me?"
Angel took her hands and kissed them. "If I didn't, this wouldn't have happened." He ran hand through his hair, mussing it further. "I wouldn't jeopardize my relationship with my best friend for sex."
Buffy threw herself into his arms, sobbing. "Oh, Angel. I love you too." She gripped him like he was her lifeline, pressing her face into his neck. "I don't want to go."
Angel glanced at the clock. "You have to get home. Your Mom's gonna be up in about five minutes." He kissed her. "I'm gonna miss you, Sunshine."
She kissed him. "I'm gonna miss you, Cryptic."
Another long kiss, and Buffy bolted for the window. If she didn't, she never would have left. She crawled back into her room and sobbed.
TBC.