AngelSummersForever
Chapter Six: Older and Faraway
AN: The updates are getting fewer and farther between because for one I'm naturally a procrastinator and secondly I'm in a rut, so advice or ideas of any kind or just telling me that I rule would be the most wonderful gift. Thanks for all the support, I owe you lots more then just thanks but that's all I got at the moment. So thanks and I'll work on getting those expensive cars filled with chocolate bars for you guys.
AN2: By the way, this part is HARD R, with some sexual situations and largelyimplied sex, if this offends you please do not read. Consider yourselve warned.
Angel sat wide-awake, at 2:30 in the morning, on the living room floor of Willow's apartment, unable able to sleep. Ever since he was 5 years old and on past 18 Angel had slept in the same bed almost every night with the same girl, his best friend, Buffy Summers. So it might not come as a shock that he would never get a good nights sleep without her by his side. He knew that the reason he could never sleep well at night without her by his side had nothing to do with sex but with how he always felt safe and comfortable with his arms wrapped around her.
Angel was torn from his thoughts as a body he knew all to well came to tower over is unsleeping form. Before he could make a comment to her she climbed down next to him and kissed his lips before turning over on her side. She pulled the covers over her and then pulled his arms securely around her, one under her head and the other around her waist as she moved back to press her body fully against his.
Chuckling at her unspoken demands, Angel kissed her head once more and whispered, "Love you."
"Love you, too." And with that the small blonde fell asleep.
Angel looked down and couldn't help but admire the goddess in his arms and think how everything would have been better if they had never married other people. Would things have been different if their spouses showed more support and love towards them? Would Buffy and Angel just be really good friends who had occasionally slept with each other when they were younger and who constantly touched digits even today?
Mentally shaking his head, Angel rid the thoughts out of his mind and pulled Buffy tighter against him, pretending that they would be accepted if someone woke up and saw them like that. Pretending, for just a moment that they were teenagers again. Teenagers who hadn't made the worst mistake of their live by marrying the wrong people.
"So what do you want to do tonight?" Riley finally asked his wife. He had been sitting on the couch next to her for the last half hour and she had barely even cast a look towards him. It was Sunday night and this was their first real night alone together since they had helped move Xander and Anya into their newly bought apartment a week ago and he was determined to spend time with his wife.
Buffy pulled her eyes away from the TV screen in front of her and cast them towards her husband, "I thought we would just stay in and relax, watch a movie or something."
"Or something." Riley grabbed Buffy's hand and pulled her off the couch barely letting a second pass before he covered her mouth with his and walked her back towards their bedroom.
"Riley, I know it's been awhile but I really jus want to relax. Can't we—"
Coming to the bed, Riley moved over Buffy and roughly kissed her, cutting her sentence off. She let him. His hand moved between their bodies and hastily undid the button on her pants; then moved to her shirt and pulled it over her head. Unhooking her bra, he wasted no time and undid his own pants taking both his and hers off after he did so. Before Buffy had even registered what was going on, Riley was once again looming over her, positioned at her entrance.
His hands were rough, rougher then Angel's hands had ever been, against her skin. It wasn't pleasure with Riley it was endearment.
He entered slowly at first but quickly quickened his pace. Buffy lay under him as he pleasured himself in her; waiting until it was over, what else could she do? She felt obligated to give him this much. She thought of Angel and although it helped to imagine him over her, it still wasn't the same. She moaned at the right time, moved in the right pattern and breathed harshly for his believe. It was over before it ever really started.
Riley fell on top of her fully believing he had completely sated his wife. That he had pleasured not only himself but also the love of his life. She moved restlessly under him until he moved off her and onto his side, pulling Buffy back against his chest.
As soon as he was asleep, Buffy slid out of the bed and found her pajamas. She pulled them on and moved out of the bedroom and towards the large window of LA in the living room.
It was her favorite place in the whole apartment. She wasn't sure why exactly but she knew it made her feel safe, in an apartment she never really had.
Buffy sat down on her comfy draw back chair near the widow and curled herself into a ball; hugging herself close to try to fend off the cold seeping through the window. She was 25 years old and already married. It was weird to think of herself as a wife sometimes or Angel as a husband for that matter. Just a couple of years ago both her and Angel would of scoffed at the just the idea of marriage and they had ended up marrying right out of college; marriages that she questioned everyday.
The biggest question had to have been, why? Why did they both stay with clearly wrong spouses? Why didn't they just get divorces and go live happily ever after?
Because they're scared.
They're scared that maybe the love they both hold for each other can't last with out the thrill of sneaking around their spouses back. They're scared that maybe their relationship won't last, that they'd start to cheat on each other much like they cheat on their spouses now. They're scared of hurting their spouses' feelings, of scarring them forever. They're scared of losing the comfort that Riley and Cordelia had given them for that last couple of years, not because they loved them, but because they had been there, a source of support merely there to fall back on. The two relationships were safe and clean because for Buffy and Angel there wasn't any love it was just someone to be there for them, little more then that.
But for Buffy the biggest fear of all was her husband.
Well, there it was. The reason's they won't get divorced. I know a lot of you were wondering, so tell me what you thought. I'm hoping to get the next chapter up in the next couple of days, so check for it and I just wanted to thank and apologize to everyone once again, especially my reviewers. God, those reviews are like drugs, just couldn't get enough and now I'm addicted.
-AngelSummers