Title: Friends with Benefits
Author: Steffie
Category: One Three Hill
Rating: PG-13
Summary: What started as a simple bet between 2 brothers turned into a bigger sexual exploration than either thought possible.
Characters: Lucas, Nathan, Haley, Brooke, Peyton among others
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story.
Note: I do not appreciate it that people put my story on story alert but don't take the time to review. It will take only a few seconds of your time. If you don't take the time to review, then I shouldn't take the time to write this story. Also, don't tell me what to do in my story, if you don't like the pairings, DON'T READ. I'm sick of people telling me how to write MY story. Thank you to all others for your support.

"Hey Peyton."

The blond diverted her attention from her task to look up, smiling at the sight in front of her. "Hey Nathan," she replied. Nathan stood at the doorway, a bag in his right hand. He took her acknowledgement as a sign to enter, and he stepped into her bedroom. "You really need to get a doorbell, I've been knocking for over 5 minutes," he stated, which earned a smirk from the small blond.

"You know I never hear anything when I am in here. Besides, you should know by now that you can just enter," she returned. He smiled at the statement, and walked over to meet her at the desk. "Yeah, that's me, what if it was a sex-crazed maniac?" Nathan retorted which earned a glare from Peyton. "There isn't a difference between the 2 of you," she stated with a smile. The next thing she knew she was ducking down to avoid a sugar coated donut that was flying towards her. When she stood back up, she was met by a very satisfied look on his face.

"I resent that. Not a sex maniac, just a sex king," he corrected. Peyton rolled her eyed, but couldn't help but laugh as well. "How's the compilation CD coming along?" he asked as he watched her clear her desk of all the drawings. She shrugged, shoving the last few pages into the drawer. "It's coming along great. We are getting some really great bands. I just can't seem to come up with a cover that satisfies me," she sighed, shoving a chunk of hair behind her ear. Upon that statement she quickly reached for the bag in Nathan's hand and grabbed a donut for herself.

"Yeah, you are pretty hard to satisfy, you are hard to keep up with," he joked. It was now his turn to duck as a half-eaten donut came flying his way. "Pervert," she yelled and stuck out her tongue before grabbing another donut. She followed by dropping herself on the edge of her bed, and Nathan leaned against her desk. "What's the name of the CD anyway?" he asked. Peyton heaved a heavy sigh, and shrugged again. "Haven't picked one yet. "Ellie and I have been brainstorming on that one, but haven't picked one yet. We'll figure it out though," she stated.

"Where's Ellie?" Nathan asked after it was apparent that the other blond was not present. "She went back home to get some extra clothes," the younger blond replied through a full mouth. Nathan nodded and continued to eat his donut.

There was a moment of silence as both of them were too busy eating. After a few minutes Peyton sat up and bolted towards the kitchen and returned with 2 sodas in hand. "So did you crack yet?" Peyton asked when she threw the soda in Nathan's direction. He chuckled, sticking out his tongue to her. "Not yet, but don't worry, I'll let you know when I do," he promised. She laughed, shaking her head before taking a sip of her soda. "I should really bet on this cracking thing. I would end up rich," she chuckled.

"If only you knew about my bet," Nathan thought to himself. For a moment he felt guilty for thinking that. But his logic quickly took over, hiding the look in his eyes. Because really, they weren't going to play any games with her, right? Granted, what they were doing was kind of playing with Nathan's conscience. But he thought that if he kept his intentions pure, it wouldn't be bad.

"Seeing as my lovely wife is gone, I was hoping you would join me in a movie tonight," he said. Peyton looked confused and slightly taken back by the request. Sure, they were still really good friends, but it had been a while since they had one-on-one hang out time with each other, much less a movie. "Sure," she replied, though her facial expression still seemed a bit hesitant. Nathan noticed this right away as he knew his ex-girlfriend quite well.

"Oh come on Peyton, I was only joking about the sex maniac thing," he teased .She chuckled and looked up to meet his gaze. "No you weren't," she teased back. "It's not that I don't want to. It's just been a while since we hung out, and its really nice it just feels kind of weird, you know?" she shyly stated. She ducked her head down for a moment, feeling kind of embarrassed about her little confession. Nathan could merely nod at that, feeling kind of guilty again. Ever since he and Haley had gotten married, he never did spend any time alone with Peyton anymore, and he did miss it. Peyton was always cool to talk to, and she and him had a little more in common then Haley when it came to conversation.

"Yeah I know. But I miss you Peyton. I miss our conversations. I really miss hanging out with you. I was hoping we can catch up on things this summer. I want my best friend back," he admitted. He was slightly shocked when he felt a pillow hit him, and hit him HARD. "Oh you big sap. Of course I'll go," she laughed before whacking him again with a pillow. "Mercy, Mercy!" Nathan pleaded, trying to bring his arms up protect himself. "But to no avail, the little blond was violently hitting him with her feathered-fill pillow.

"Never!" she laughed. But soon she squealed loudly when Nathan speared her, throwing her onto the bed and pinning her down, himself on top of her. "Ok, ok, I give up," she breathed. Her chest heaved up and down, slightly out of breath. Her eyes were gentle, looking deeply into his own dark brown orbs. For a moment, Nathan had the urge to kiss her, remembering what he felt when he was with her. Slowly he leaned down, edging closer towards her face. Peyton's eyes widened at the realization of what was happening. Fluttering her eyes closed, she waited for him to kiss her.

But, that didn't exactly happen. He slowly lowered his face and Peyton could feel his hot breath upon her ear. "You'll never beat me," he whispered before jumping up, a smirk on his face. Peyton gasped and then turned a flush red, thinking that Nathan was actually going to kiss her. "We'll see about that one," she nervously chuckled. Trying desperately to hide her embarrassed face, she turned to her desk, looking for the newspaper.

"Ok cool, We'll go to the 8 o'clock movie. Going to pick me up?" she asked. Nathan nodded, heading to the door. "Sure, I'll see you in a few hours," he said. And with that he vanished behind the door. Peyton nodded, dropping herself on the edge of the bed.

"Yeah," she whispered, confusion and embarrassment clear on her face.