Crimson Regret

(((Okay you guys are SO allowed to kick my ass. I’m so sorry, I’m working on another story for school and since that one actually has a due date... yeah you know. Stupid school. Anyway, heres the next chapter.)))

[ -- Chapter 16 -- ]

We walked into Chuck E. Cheese and I took a look around, I’ve never been to one after all. I saw a bunch of games, and tubes and slides, a ball pit, and a place where you can get food. *Food!*

“Food, B!”

She looked at me with her eyebrows raised, “Faith you just ate.”

I roll my eyes, “You’ve know me for how long and you -still- made that statement?”

She smiled, “Alright then, food then fun.”

“Food IS fun,” I say as I make my way over to the counter and order myself a large pepperoni pizza. “You want anything?” I direct at Buffy.

She orders a small cheese pizza and we find a table to sit down. “You are totally denying yourself the pleasure of being a slayer, girlfriend.”

“What? How? I am not!” She says before she starts to cut up her pizza with a fork and a knife.

“You seriously can tell me that’s all you need to eat?” I raise an eyebrow before taking a bite of my pizza and a bit of grease rolls down my chin. Nice, just the way I like it.

Buffy however, is now dabbing her pizza with a napkin, trying to get it off. “Yes this is all I need to eat.” She pauses, “Besides, I don’t want to get fat.” She looked up at me and makes a face, “God, can you -be- more messy?” She takes another napkin and wipes my chin.

I shrug, “Probably.” I wait until she’s done before I go on. “And your not gonna get -fat-, B. We have like super-metabolism.”

She starts eating her pizza with a fork, “Well still, its bad for you.”

“Whatever, not like we’re gonna live long anyway.” I scarf down more of my pizza.

Buffy decided to stay quiet at that comment and finished her pizza too. Maybe I upset her, I don’t know. Probably, I know she doesn’t like being reminded that we have a short life span. Me? Well it doesn’t really matter I guess. My life’s was shit, probably still will be up until the day I die. Okay, I’m being pessimistic. My life’s good, my life’s good, yes, good. Alright, better.

If it did upset Buffy she didn’t show it. After we cleaned up she took my hand and pulled me over to the tubes, “Come on!”

I looked at the small circular space and quirked an eyebrow, “You cant be serious.”

“Why not? Come on, I swear it’ll be fun.” She still hasn’t let go of my hand and I’m gettin tingles in my lower region... ha, lower region, that’s modest of me. Anyway, screw that, I’m getting tingles all the way down my fucking body and there centered on my clit. God, only she can have my body have this reaction.

I stutter, “H-Huh? What?” *Pay attention, moron.*

She looked at me funny, “You okay? You look kind of flushed.” She put her hand to my forehead. “No fever.”

I let go of Buffys other hand to focus, “No, I’m fine. So... tubes?”

“Actually how ‘bout the pall pit?” She giggled and pushed me backwards until my knees hit the side and I fall into it, nearly missing a little boy, “Watch it, B!” I laugh.

She jumps in after me, “You’ll get over it.”

I throw a ball at her, effectively hitting her head. “Hey!”She glared at me and threw one back. I ducked, and we started a full out ball fight. The children were smart and got out, probably not wanting to get caught in the crossfire.

Buffy decided to screw the ball fight and jumped on top of me, pinning me against the bottom. We were laughing and breathing heavily. When our laughter died down we lay there, her on top of me. When I think about it, all reason should have made me afraid of this, but I wasn’t. I liked it. *Have I cracked?*

I looked up and saw her chest rising and falling at a rapid rate, her breasts practically spilling out of her top. I moved my eyes higher and focused on hers. What I saw startled me. Desire. Plain and simple.

I pushed all thoughts of being reasonable to the back of my mind and I lifted my head a little, capturing her lips with my own. *Oh God, she’s so soft.* But as soon as I started it I ended it, pulling myself out from underneath her.

“I’m sorry B, really. God, I shouldn’t have done that. I know you don’t like me like that but I still–“

She cut me off with another kiss and I felt like I was melting into her. It took me a little while to react, because I wasn’t entirely sure if this was real or not. But her tongue gently probing my lips to open convinced me of it. I opened my mouth slowly and let her tongue enter. *Mmm Buffy...* Her tongue was velvety soft as it dueled with mine. Her hand trailed up into my dark tresses and then... and then I heard someone clear their throat.

“Ahem!”

We broke away slowly and looked at the woman who stood there, hands on her hips.

“May we help you?” I ask in pure annoyance that she just interrupted the best moment of my life.

“This is a children’s place, not a club, please take you... -desires- somewhere else.”

“Whatever,” I scoff and climb out of the pall pit, B right behind me as red as a tomato.

I take her hand and exit Chuck E. Cheese. No big really, that was the best time I ever had in my life, I’m not sad it ended. Although I’m hoping that it wasn’t a one time things with B. Because she’s like a fucking drug. I look over at her and she’s shuffling around, still beat red. *What am I supposed to say after that?*

TBC....