Cory tried to move some as he slowly opened his eyes. He noticed he was inside Angela's private dorm room. He licked his lips as he looked and saw the reason he couldn't move. Angela was half curled against him, half on his lap as they lay in her bed. He glanced at her long hair all overhead as she pressed her face into his chest.
The evidence of dry streaks on her face, as well as his semi-damp t-shirt, gave away the memory of her crying once again. He cleared his throat at the raw feeling, remembering his own tears. It felt good to purge all night last with her. He carried her all the way back to his parents' house. He was scared to let her go and she was scared to not be able to hold onto him. He drove her all the way back to the dorm where the moment they walked in, they both began to sob hard. It wasn't until the early morning that they wore themselves out and gave into slumber.
Angela opened her eyes as she heard her iPod alarm clock go off. It began to play an old Police ballad as she felt Cory move lower into the bed as they both stared into the other eyes. "Angela, we've spent so long numbing our way through this." He croaked out as he tried to find his voice. "I'm tired of being miserable. I want to laugh again and I want to have fun once again. And I see that there is no one I want that more than with you." He said as he smoothed the front of her bangs away from her face. "What are you saying, Cory? You want more than just hanging out?" Angela breathed as she blinked in surprise at her friend.
He gave a half-smile as his sleepy eyes sparkled. "Yes. Someday. But the thing is I won't fight when that someday will be. I will accept it if it a year from now or a month. The thing is I want you to accept it as well. Remember, when I asked you last night to meet me halfway. I meant that in every and any way." Angela swallowed the air in her throat as she continued to stare at Cory. He took her silence as fear as he grabbed her and rolled with her until she was underneath him. He looked at the terror on her face as he understood where it was coming from.
"I would never hurt you. I want to show you what you have been missing. I want to give you the love your father should have received from your mother. I want to show the heart that has been beating for you from afar. I want to love you if you let me, Angela Moore. Let me in and let me experience the love I know that flows inside of you too." Cory whispered to her as he leaned in to kiss her.
Cory's lips touched Angela's so carefully she had to let her eyes gaze down to see if he was actually kissing her. She felt his tender touch as she opened her mouth to smile. He pulled back to get a good look at her smiling at him. "Why are you smiling?" He smiled back at her. "I dunno. The moment you kissed me, it felt good. Like a sweet tickle. One that just brings the right amount of happiness and fun." Cory arched a brow at her as she looked away. "Sorry, I know it sounds dumb. I don't know why I said it."
"I do. And it was beautiful. You feel like that because it's the writer in you. And your heart is just expressing itself naturally. So, my little kiss brought you a bit of happiness and fun. Well, let's see what I can really do to make you keep that feeling, Angela." He whispered to her before he kissed her deeply as he rolled over with her until she was on top of him. He let her tongue slip in his mouth as his hands roamed all over her body.
Angela softly moaned at his touch as he stopped to look at her. She was flushed and her lips were swollen as her hair framed her heart-shaped face. "I feel I need to ask you if you really want to go through with this. I don't want you to regret it." "I would never regret anything with you. Why do you ask ?"
Cory sighed as he sat up some, bringing her with him. "I don't know if Shawn told you but I'm a virgin. I thought that Topanga would have been my first. But as you can see that is null and void. So, I know that you aren't and this would be pressure.." He explained before his voice trailed off.
Angela just placed her hand into his as she made him look at him. "What do you want, Cory Matthews? Not in the future. Not someday. But right now. What do you want?" Cory sat there as he took in her facial feature as he gave a slight nod. "You. I want you, Angela." He said clearly. Angela let go of his hand as she took off her t-shirt and then stood up and took off her pants. Cory watched her reveal her blue bra and matching panties.
He followed suit and took off his jeans and shirt as he stood before her in his boxers. Angela took his left hand and felt it shake as she took it and placed it over her chest. Cory looked from the spot to her face as he felt her heartbeat speed up. "That's for you. Only for you. Feel how are you making me feel?"
He gave a soft grin as she gently pushed him against the bed and reached into her drawer and pulled out a never used, unopened box of condoms. Angela stopped opening the box to stare at them. "Oh, my-Cory I'm so sorry what was I thinking. I shouldn't do this to you. " She rambled as he took the box from her and opened it and took one out and tore the packet some before taking off his boxers.
Angela stood before her best friend as she watched him slipped the condom over his penis as she knew a line was about to be crossed that could never be undone. She unhooked her bra and slipped off her underwear as she went to him and crawled over the bed until she was on top of him. "Let me take care of everything. If you want to stop at anytime Cory, just say so. Okay?" She told him. "Okay." She began to kiss him to take his mind off being nervous. Cory kissed Angela deeper as he felt her ease his thickness into her body. A moan of pleasure escaped his lips as instinct took over him and he began to pump his manhood in and out of her valley.
Angela threw her head back and groaned in satisfaction as they continued to carefully make love with each other. As they touched and kissed, the next song off Angela's Ipod played.
Cory rolled with her and switched positions as he took over making love to her. He closed his eyes at the feel of her nails up and down his back and into his hair. "I love you, my friend." She whispered to him. Cory opened his eyes to see the desire inside hers. "I love you, too." Angela gripped Cory's shoulders as she released a sharp gasp. Never breaking eye contact with her, something in Cory began to change. And as he watched the young woman he was losing his virginity to, he noticed the same. He silently said a prayer that things will get better for them both and heal them up completely.
He lifted her legs and dove in deeper before leaning to meet her mouth. The kisses they left one another as they tried to meld their bodies into one, made their hearts race as they began to reach climax. "Cory, oh Cory!" She spoke into his shoulder as he said her name into her hair. They came together and caught their breaths before Cory kissed her breasts and then neck. They both shed tears of joy from the amazing emotional and physical contact they just experienced.
Neither said a word as they remained that way for a while longer. Later they got up and took showers before getting dressed and going into the private living/kitchen area Angela had adjoined to her private room. Cory remembered that the room on the other side of the living area was private and was up for early admission. He decided later today he would put in for it before it was snatched up.
They both sat next to each other on the couch and let TV fill the room with talking as they snuggled next to each other, eating and feeling themselves began to heal.
(a/n: the next chapter will focus on the end of summer)
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