Candy Kisses
by Amberina

Buffy climbed out of bed, and tried to forget her disturbing dream. She also tried to forget the fact that she didn't find it all that disturbing at all. A technicality, she figured as she let the scalding water from the shower wash over her. Just a minor detail that was begging to be overlooked.

She scrubbed her scalp furiously, concentrating on making the shampoo lather up, so she wouldn't have to actually think.

As she climbed out of the shower, a thought popped into her head. "Cordelia's not that bad and she's sexy as hell, so stop being in denial and make your move. Everyone knows she's a lipstick lesbian." Buffy furrowed her brows at that thought. Bad thought, but it began to build into more thoughts. Thoughts like, "I wonder what her lips taste like?" and "What would she sound like if I cupped her naked breast and rubbed the nipple between my finger and thumb? Would it be a slight sqeaul? A moan? An all-out howl? Or maybe just a sharp intake of breath?" and, then, the baddest thought of the bunch, "I wonder what she smells like when she's horny?"

"No," Buffy breathed. "I can't be fanasizing about Cordelia Chase. I can't be."

Buffy sighed and made her way downstairs.


School was very much school-like, in that it was boring and Buffy couldn't keep her thoughts from wondering to places that got more and more wrong each time.

Cordelia sat in front of her in English class. She was her lab partner in bio. Oh, it was bad.

There was the one time she zoned out and was, in her mind, back on the beach and . . . and badness inevitably ensued, because that's what happens.

Buffy was so engrossed her fantasy that a low, growly "nice tits," escaped her lips. It was soft enough that no one else heard her, but Cordy did.

"Oh, my God. What did you just say?" Cordelia asked, her eyes wide.

"Oh - um, Kibbles 'n Bits - which I need to buy - for my dog - that I don't have - but I will have - 'cause why else would I buy Kibbles 'n Bits?" Buffy covered badly.

Cordelia gave her a weird look and then went back to whatever she had been doing.


At lunch, Willow, Oz, Xander, Cordelia, and Anya (who had invited herself) were engrossed in a deep conversation on which "Scream" was better. Buffy only half-listened, but did manage to insert that "Scream 2" was the best of all, but none of them could compare to the genius that was "I Know What You Did Last Summer," and why couldn't they talk about regular movies? Their lives were horror movie enough, and she felt like discussing "Cruel Intentions," which, by the way, was a fine film.

Cordelia agreed and then nudged Buffy in the arm. "Can I talk to you in the bathroom?" she whispered in her ear.

Cordelia's hot breath against her ear awakened the on-again/off-again arousal she had felt the whole day from just being in close proximity to the woman that she did not have a crush on.

"Okay," Buffy said, and it came out a lot more squeaky than she had intended.


"Look, Buffy, when I called you last night - it was way lame, okay? A sale on shoes? Frankly, I'm ashamed of myself. I'm just going to come right out and say it, and you can take it however you want to take it. I mean, since you have a lesbian best friend - "

"Willow's not gay!"

Cordelia gave her an "oh, please" look and then continued, "I can't stop thinking about you. Day and night, you're always on my mind. It's kind of disturbing, but hey, at least you're better than Xander."

Buffy took a step back. "Are you saying that - "

"I have a huge, horrible, nasty, it-must-be-stopped crush on you. And from your 'nice tits' comment in bio, you're not exactly playing for one team either. So . . ."

Buffy didn't know what to say, so she did what the ever-wet thing between her legs told her to - she kissed Cordelia. Her soft, warm lips were a shock to her, as she was so used to kissing Angel's cold, slightly chapped lips. And where Angel always tasted slightly metalic, Cordelia's lips tasted like candy - like green apple Jolly Ranchers, to be exact, and it was fitting that she would taste like that.

Cordelia's tongue was smooth and wet against her own, and it tasted faintly of Diet Dr. Pepper, but Buffy only knew it was diet because Cordy only drank diet soda. (Because everyone knows that Diet Dr. Pepper tastes just like regular.)

Just as Buffy's hand started to make it's way up to the breasts she liked so much, the door to the bathroom swung open, and Willow and Anya walked in.

Willow stood wide-eyed as Buffy and Cordelia broke apart and Anya walked over to them and patted them on the shoulders. "Lesbianism is a very valid choice. Good for you."

Buffy and Cordelia gave her a Look and Willow stepped forward. "I - uh, have something to tell you guys."

Anya smiled proudly. "Willow and I have orgasms together."

Buffy's eyes got wide and Cordelia just smirked. "I told you, but no, no one listens to Cordy."