Making Up Is Hard To Do

Rating: NC-17

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Spoilers: Lover's Walk

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Pairing: Buffy/Cordelia

The knock on her bedroom door surprised Cordelia, who had just finished burning the pictures of herself with the Scooby Gang. Losers. Pathetic losers. She wiped the tears from her face, attempting to straighten herself up. "Come in," she finally called, and was incredibly surprised to see Buffy Summers at her door, looking concerned.

"Xander said he'd been calling, trying to talk to you, but you wouldn't answer the phone. Personally, I'm not surprised and I don't blame you a bit. I wouldn't, either."

Cordelia blinked, surprised. This was not what she'd expected from the Slayer. "Really?"

Buffy nodded. "Can I come in?"

Cordelia thought for a moment, then nodded, gesturing toward the vanity chair. "Sure. Have a seat."

Buffy pushed the door shut behind her and sat, never taking her eyes off Cordelia. "No," she said finally. "I don't blame you at all. What they did was stupid and inexcusable. And the fact that you got hurt because of it is reprehensible." She stopped and blinked. "Okay, Giles is obviously a bad influence on me." At Cordelia's weak smile, Buffy took heart that maybe she would get somewhere with the girl and plunged bravely onward. "The reason I came is because I wanted to make sure that you were really okay. You haven't got Slayer healing like I have or you'd be bouncing off the walls right now. So, how are you? Really."

Cordelia sighed at the obvious genuine concern she could feel coming from the blonde. "It hurts," she confessed. "It hurts a lot. And they gave me a tetanus shot, but I'm still worried about that. And they said I was really lucky I didn't pierce anything. I could've lost an ovary or opened my intestines."

Buffy nodded. "You were lucky, in that respect," she said quietly. "Now. How are you?"

Cordelia held her breath, willing the tears not to fall, but they came anyway. "It hurts," she repeated finally. "It hurts a lot. I never would have imagined Xander Harris could hurt me like that. And with Willow… oh, my God… Buffy… I just want to die."

Buffy moved to the bed and gingerly took Cordelia in her arms, holding her close to let her cry, but not tightly enough to aggravate her wound. "Shh," she comforted, rocking the dark-haired girl slightly. "It's okay. It's gonna be okay. I promise."

"How can it be okay?" Cordelia asked softly, sounding like a small child. "How?"

"Oh, Cordy." Buffy smoothed the dark hair. "It will. Time heals all wounds, you know, both physically and emotionally. My mother told me that once. And it's up to you to decide if you want to try again with Xander. I know that he's as sorry as he knows how to be. So is Willow. And both of them will do their best to make it up to you. They're good people, Cordy, and they made a mistake. Maybe you should think about trying again."

"I don't want to," Cordelia mumbled. "I want…"

Buffy looked down at her. The brunette's eyes were closed tightly and her arms were wrapped around Buffy's waist. And suddenly Buffy saw her more clearly than she had ever seen anyone before in her life. She leaned down, took Cordelia's chin and lifted it up, making the girl look at her. "What do you want?" she asked softly.

For a long moment, Buffy was afraid Cordelia would shy away. But the fashion queen gathered all her courage together, leaned up, and kissed the Slayer gently. "You," she whispered.

Buffy smiled softly. "For how long? Just for tonight? Or are we going to hold hands at school on Monday?"

Cordelia sniffled. "Don't you want…?"

Buffy kissed the girl in her arms. "I do want, Cordy. But I need to know first. Is this a one time our-little-secret? And if it is, are you going to go back to Xander afterward?"

Cordelia glared at her. "Is that what -?"

"No." Buffy interrupted her. "No, it's not. But if you do go back to him, then he has to know. Otherwise it would be just as dishonest as what he and Willow did."

Cordelia thought about that and nodded. "Okay. If I go back to him, and that's a seriously huge if, then we'll tell him."

"Okay." Buffy smiled and lay Cordelia back on the bed. "You are about to get really lucky," she murmured. "With all that stitching, you can't exert yourself. So I'm gonna do all the work."

She was true to her word. She pulled Cordelia's sweatpants off and slid between the taller girl's legs, laying one hand gently on the small crop of curls that had obviously been the victim of a bikini wax. The other hand she slid under Cordelia's top to play with her nipples. The brunette couldn't help but buck her hips, causing the Slayer's finger to slide between her labia and caress her clit.

Buffy grinned, feeling the moisture which was already starting to build, and slicked her fingers in that wetness before returning to Cordy's clit to massage it gently. She was surprised when Cordelia came immediately. She blinked down at the taller girl and grinned. "Wow. Way to make me feel good about myself."

Cordelia sighed and smiled slightly as she opened her eyes. "I've always been… quick."

Buffy winked at her. "We won't hold it against you." Then she delved two fingers into Cordy's slick, tight channel, using her thumb to continue stimulating her clit. She thrust in with her fingers, using the tips to deliberately rub against Cordy's inner walls. The taller girl's hips bucked and she gasped for breath, her head thrashing back and forth on the pillow. Buffy's other hand continued to pinch and roll at Cordelia's nipples until the brunette moaned her release and came a second time.

Then Buffy removed both her hands and settled herself on her stomach between Cordelia's thighs. Cordy's eyes widened. "Buffy…?"

Buffy grinned. "Relax." She ran the tip of her tongue up the outside of Cordy's labia, eliciting a gasp of surprise and pleasure. Then, foregoing any attempt at fancy work, she dove in and began licking and sucking at the hot pussy before her. She wrapped her arms around Cordelia's thighs, holding her down, and worked with a near-religious zeal with lips, teeth and tongue until the other girl had come twice more in the space of five minutes and couldn't take any more.

She sat up then, panting slightly but looking very pleased with herself. "Feel better, Cordy?" she asked, teasing in her voice.

Cordelia's face bore an expression of near-total bliss. "Oh, my God, Buffy. I didn't know you could do that."

Buffy giggled slightly. "Me, neither."

The End

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