Best Friend Brain Ch 03

Disclaimer: I do not own iZombie. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Peyton Charles checked herself over one last time in the mirror before leaving the bedroom that she now shared with Liv Moore, her best friend turned girlfriend. Not that it was official, as they still technically had separate rooms, but they hadn't really slept in separate beds since shortly after they started dating. Which they needed to address at some point, but right now they had a more pressing issue to deal with.

One which had Liv stress cleaning, and not ready yet, even though their guests would be arriving soon. Peyton initially opened her mouth to point that out, but she paused for a minute just to enjoy the sight of her girlfriend being cute, and savouring the fact that she got to call Liv her girlfriend now.

Then Peyton slowly and cautiously approached her while asking, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Liv mumbled distractedly.

"Yeah, because that was convincing." Peyton scoffed.

Liv sighed, and then after a long pause grumbled, "I broke the bro-code."

"What?" Peyton frowned.

"I broke the bro-code!" Liv repeated in a snappy tone, abandoning her cleaning and turning away from the other girl.

"The bro-code? What is this, How I Met Your Mother?" Peyton quipped.

"I'm serious." Liv grumbled.

"I know." Peyton said softly, before gently arguing, "But Ravi and I only went out on like one date."

"Five." Liv corrected, "Five dates."

"Yeah, but I didn't enjoy them half as much as being with you. Because I love you. And if Ravi really is our friend, or at least yours, he'll get over it. And if not, screw him." Peyton said softly, closing the distance between them and gently wrapping her arms around her girlfriend, "And... and are you sure that's what this is really about?"

Liv frowned, "What do you mean?"

"It's just that..." Peyton bit her lip, hesitating for a moment before continuing, "Are you really worried about telling Ravi, or Major?"

"Both." Liv said softly, before turning around and telling her girlfriend, "I loved Major. I loved him so much I broke up with him to save him from becoming like me. It was the right thing to do at the time, and I'd do it again. But I also did it because I lost all hope. Ravi gave me hope again with his talk of a cure, and I even found happiness with Lowell."

"We're getting to a 'but' here, right?" Peyton joked.

"But..." Liv grinned, the two girlfriends laughing softly for a second before Liv cupped Peyton's face and firmly told her, "I couldn't not be with you. Granted, part of that was me eating pining best friend brain which made it hard to care about the consequences, but when that brain wore off I still wanted to be with you. I still couldn't not be. So I choose you. I choose you over him, and if he pushed me, I'd do it directly. And I'm scared he will, because I don't want to lose him. But I can't lose you. I won't lose you."

"No, you won't." Peyton agreed after a brief pause and a smile, before following it up with a kiss.

*

The next hour was nerve wracking as Ravi and Major arrived for the dinner that Liv promised them. Luckily it was almost ready to serve, so the amount of small talk was minimal, although even that couldn't prevent Ravi and Major noticing something was up and commenting on it multiple times, pushing for the truth increasingly frequently and insistently.

Peyton was ashamed of herself for it. She was a lawyer for God sakes, she should be better at hiding her feelings than this. Although at least she did her profession proud by skilfully evading her friend's questions, constantly changing the subject in keeping Ravi and Major talking about themselves as much as possible. Of course inevitably they just had to rip the Band-Aid off.

"Seriously guys, what's going on." Major said for what felt like the millionth time.

Liv and Peyton exchanged a look, and then Liv cleared her throat, stood up, and announced, "Well... it's great to see you both. It's always great. But you're right. Something is up. There's a reason we called you here. Something we need to discuss. Something-"

"Liv." Peyton mumbled softly to try and help out her girlfriend by getting them back on track, although it probably didn't help that she took her hand and squeezed it.

"Sorry." Liv apologised, hesitating for a moment as she looked at where their hands were joined, before gathering her courage again and announcing, "We're dating."

There was a brief silence and then just in case it wasn't clear Peyton added, "Each other."

"No, we got that, thanks." Major said softly.

"What the hell dude, you totally broke the bro-code!" Ravi whined.

"I know, I'm sorry." Liv apologised.

"How long?" Major asked.

"A couple of months." Peyton admitted.

"Months!" Major exclaimed.

"We wanted to wait until..." Liv began before trailing off.

"Until we were sure there was something to tell." Peyton finished for her after seeing Liv was struggling, then when both boys gave her a look she somewhat defensively added, "What? We didn't want to upset you and then find out it's just too weird and we're better off as friends. You'd do the same if the situation was reversed."

"He should be so lucky." Ravi quipped.

Clearly in no mood for quips Major turned his attention to Liv and asked accusingly, "I thought you weren't into girls?"

"I wasn't." Liv admitted, "But then I ate the brain of a girl in love with her best friend, and one thing led to another."

"It was my fault." Peyton interrupted, before further explaining, "I used to have a crush on Liv when we first met, but I buried it because she was straight. But then I found out she was a zombie, and I thought I had lost her forever, and it just bought back all these old feelings a hundred times more powerful than before. I just kept thinking about the 1% chance that I could have told her how I felt and that she would have felt the same way. And how I should have told her anyway, just so she knew just how much I loved her. Then when I had the nerve to give her a chance, and she truly made me believe it was still her I was overwhelmed with happiness and I just, kissed her. If I hadn't done that... well..."

"No, one little kiss couldn't make me gay. No matter how hot you are." Liv pointed out with a little grumble, "And I've had urges while on brains before, and resisted. It just made me realise maybe I wasn't as straight as I thought."

Unable to resist Peyton quipped, "So the kiss didn't help at all?"

"Nope." Liv lied with the smile, before admitting, "Well, maybe a little. And your little love confession didn't hurt."

"So kiss plus confession plus pining best friend brain equals lesbianism? Interesting." Ravi said, pondering the equation.

"More like just a little bi." Liv corrected.

"Or gay enough to have a girlfriend." Major quipped with an encouraging little smile.

"Or straight with one exception." Liv offered with a little smile, and then asking, "Are you okay?"

Major sighed, then after a long pause admitted, "It's just that, you know..."

"You thought that you and Liv would get back together now that you're a zombie?" Peyton offered, and then when she got a look she mumbled in explanation, "Liv filled me in about your, situation."

There was another pause and then Major admitted, "That about covers it."

"I kind of thought we would too." Liv admitted softly, quickly adding, "I wasn't exactly expecting to suddenly fall for my best friend, but it happened. And the fact that I'm telling you should be a pretty good indication that it's not just a fling. And, I just wanted to tell you. I, I needed to tell you. I usually don't. I just hope we can still be friends."

"God, right where it hurts. I mean seriously, is there a worse sentence in the English language?" Major quipped, which was a very good sign, "I mean yeah, we'll still be friends. Partly because we're deep in this whole zombie thing, but also I love you and just want you to be happy."

Liv smiled and stood up, "I'd like to hug you now."

"I guess that would be okay." Major smiled, standing up and opening his arms.

Quickly falling into them Liv whispered, "I love you too. You know that, right?"

"Yeah." Major wrapped his arms around her, "I know."

Feeling awkward Ravi turned to Peyton and questioned jokingly, "Are you sure about this? I mean, you'll be missing out on all of this?"

Peyton chuckled as Ravi indicated to himself, and then told him, "I'm sure."

"Then I'm happy for you." Ravi smiled, hoping in time he would genuinely mean it. But he ignored his heartache for now and concentrated on Liv who had just finished her hug with Major and then told her in a clearly humorous tone, "But not you. You owe me."

There was a brief pause and then Liv offered, "How about I buy the coffee for a whole year?"

"Done." Ravi grinned.

*

"Well that when better than could be reasonably expected." Liv quipped once their guests were gone.

"Uh-huh." Peyton mumbled unconvincingly.

Quickly turning around Liv asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Peyton lied unconvincingly, before admitting with a sigh, "It's just, you know this isn't over, right?"

"Well, yeah." Liv frowned, a little confused, "Obviously there's your parents, and I am not looking forward to telling my Mom. I mean, telling Evan will probably be okay, but-"

"It's not that." Peyton admitted, hesitantly adding, "You know the only reason Major was so cool with it is because he doesn't think it will last. That you'll always go back to him eventually. That no other relationship as a chance because you're Major and Liv and you always end up back together no matter what."

There was a brief pause, then Liv asked, "Is that what he thinks, or is that what you think?"

"No, it's..." Peyton began defensively, before giving up on the charade and simply sighing and confessing, "Maybe a little."

"Well you shouldn't." Liv said softly, closing the distance between them.

"Can you blame me?" Peyton asked, "You're Major and Liv. You always seem to be in each other's orbit. Like you were meant to be. I used to envy that. And now..."

"You're worried no matter what happens I'll go back to him eventually, so why not back out now before it gets any worse?" Liv offered.

"Yes." Peyton reluctantly admitted, before quickly clarifying, "I mean no. I mean... I... I mean I don't want to back out. I just... I'm-"

"Scared?" Liv offered, and then when Peyton reluctantly nodded Liv admitted, "Me too."

"Yeah?" Peyton question softly.

"Yeah." Liv confirmed.

"That doesn't exactly inspire confidence." Peyton grumbled.

"Hey, I can't see the future. You might get tired of me and my quirks. Or maybe I'll accidentally make you like me, and you'll hate me for it. Or maybe you get a desperate craving for dick, and run back to boy town." Liv said with a straight face, before she and Peyton burst out laughing.

"A desperate craving for dick? Really?" Peyton quipped, scrunching up her nose a little bit.

"What? I know I was being deliberately crude to make you laugh after threatening to basically ruin your life with just one scratch, but there's at least some truth to it. Before... this, we were both very straight, and we are always going to worry whether the other is just going through a phase. Or maybe if we are. But every couple has their doubts about each other, and obstacles, and the only thing we can do is trust each other. And I do. I trust you Peyton, more than anything. And regardless of our history and who we've been within the past, I want to be with you. I promise. No desperately craving dick here. I'm happy with you." Liv softly promised.

Knowing it was her turn to reassure the other, and only too happy to do it, Peyton softly told the other girl, "Me too. You make me so, so happy Liv. That's why I'm scared of losing you. But only really to Major, because I can't imagine anything else tearing it apart. I love your quirks. I've always loved them. And no one I could ever meet could possibly compare to you. And well, if I was like you, then-"

"Don't!" Liv growled, "I won't have this conversation again."

"Fine." Peyton sighed, barely pausing before quickly adding, "But if I ever became like you, I'd still love you."

"Don't be so sure." Liv grumbled.

"Don't be so sure I wouldn't." Peyton petulantly replied.

There was a brief moment of silence, then against her better judgement Liv pointed out, "You'd be a monster."

"You're not a monster." Peyton quickly protested.

"I eat people!" Liv exclaimed.

"Dead people. It's not like you're going around cracking open skulls whenever you want." Peyton argued.

"But I still eat brains, and it's super gross. No matter how much I tried to distract from that with different ways of preparing them." Liv said sadly, "And I've killed people."

"Bad people. In self defence, or because you were trying to save someone. Like me. You saved me, and that means you will never be a monster in my eyes." Peyton said softly, gently cupping Liv's face and pressing a kiss to her girlfriend's forehead.

"What about the court of law?" Liv quipped bitterly.

"Please, you know an awesome lawyer who could easily get you off." Peyton grinned, gently stroking the other girl's face before softly adding, "And speaking of getting you off..."

"Sex? Again? Baby, you're worse than a guy." Liv chuckled.

"That's entirely your fault for fucking me so good." Peyton countered, a wicked grin crossing her face as she added, "And weren't you saying something about a disparate craving for dick? Well, you know what, I think I am desperately craving dick. The best kind of dick, which never go soft and always knows what it's doing. Your... big... strap-on... dick."

In between those last four words Peyton pressed kisses all over Liv's face, and then continue doing so for a few long seconds, making the zombie giggle, "My strap-on, huh? You really think you deserve that after being so naughty and paranoid?"

Ignoring the jab for now to get what she wanted Peyton pulled back in quipped, "Well, you could always punish me first."

Which in turn made Liv grin and chuckled, "Wow, such a needy little bottom."

"Only for you." Peyton softly argued before kissing the other girl.

They kissed for quite a while after that, which was just fine with Peyton. She loved kissing Liv, far more than anyone else, ever, and could easily do it for hours. Besides, she was waiting for her top to take the lead. Although when she did Peyton didn't really notice as she was just so lost in the kiss.

Hell, she barely noticed that Liv started stripping her, and only did because it was her cue to start returning the favour. As a result there was a trail of clothes leading to Liv's bedroom, which pretty much had been business as usual for them lately, and Peyton had always got a thrill out of seeing that trail later and think about what they had previously done.

Once they reached their destination they were more or less naked, the two roommates removing the last items of clothes, and putting on Liv's rubber gloves, quickly before getting on the bed. Normally this would mean Liv pushing Peyton down and getting on top of her so they could continue the making out session before the smaller but stronger girl had her way with her.

But occasionally Peyton would find herself being bent over a desk, or placed on all fours on the bed, or like in this case, Liv would sit down on the edge of the bed and effortlessly shove the bigger but weaker girl over her knee. God, Peyton loved it when her tiny girlfriend manhandled her. Or womanhandled her, as the case may be.

Liv also loved it. It was one of the few good things about being a zombie, that she was supernaturally strong even without going into Full Zombie mode, and could easily overpower the bigger girl. And she especially loved putting her in this kind of position, because it meant she got to admire Peyton's perfect little booty.

And not just with her eyes, but with her hands, Liv nearly always taking several long minutes to slide her hands all over that juicy flesh, squeezing and pinching it like it was a piece of meat. Okay, this was partly to annoy Peyton, but mostly it was for her own enjoyment. Besides, Peyton's annoyance only increased her enjoyment.

Inevitably though she delivered her first spank, and like always it was a nice hard and sudden one so she could make Peyton cry out loudly. As always she succeeded, which was especially enjoyable as that cry wasn't of pure pain.

No, there was more than a hint of delight, which continued to be the case as Liv began spanking her best friend turned girlfriend with a slow but steady rhythm, pausing every so often to restart the caressing of Peyton's butt, again to annoy the other girl and for her own enjoyment.

Which honestly was Liv's favourite way to spank Peyton, as it was indulging in kinky fun, without seriously hurting the woman she loved. It was also enough to turn Peyton's pale booty bright pink, and jiggle with every blow, which Liv loved.

However it was never quite enough for them, particularly Peyton, who Liv could tell was moments away from begging for more. Although before she could get even a syllable out Liv started to give her what she wanted, simultaneously increasing the force of her strikes and slowly beginning to phase out the pausing to caress Peyton's butt.

That process then repeated itself until Liv was using every ounce of her strength, albeit without going into Full Zombie mode, to pulverise Peyton's ass without any breaks in between. Now that really made those meaty cheeks jiggle and become discoloured, which again Liv loved, but the trade-off was it made Peyton cry, whimper and scream with pure pain, which made her heart hurt.

Occasionally when Peyton had really pissed her off Liv would slip into Full Zombie mode, sometimes use a little, and really make sure that the high-priced lawyer would struggle to sit down for the next few days, if not the next few weeks. However that would always make Liv feel incredibly guilty, and Peyton hadn't truly made her angry this time.

More importantly, she wanted to move onto something more pleasant. So abruptly Liv stopped the spanking entirely and went right back to the groping to try and caress at least some of the pain away. Which seemed to work, given the increase in the whimpering and crying from Peyton, just before Liv moved on to one of her favourite things in the world.

Peyton actually kind of wished the spanking lasted longer, because despite those reactions which she really couldn't control she had been enjoying even the brutal butt beating that Liv had been giving her there at the end. It just made her feel so slutty and submissive to willingly subject herself to this kind of treatment which she wouldn't have considered with anyone else.

Besides, it made her pussy ridiculously wet. However as enjoyable as this was it wouldn't make her cum, and it certainly wouldn't make Liv cum, so Peyton was mostly grateful when her girlfriend did move on to more fun activities, which really, really didn't take long.

At first that just meant Liv effortlessly lifting her up and turning her around so that she was sitting on her lap, Peyton crying out as her beaten red butt was pressed against something. Which was the same case a few moments later when Liv flipped their positions, slamming Peyton's back down onto the bed and landing on top of her while impressively maintaining the kiss.

Liv then briefly broke away from her lips to press kisses all over her face and neck, before getting up and retrieving the aforementioned dick. The one they frequently had to use because of Liv's condition, and Peyton truly craved. Which Liv just had to tease her for.

"Is this what you want baby? What you've been craving?" Liv teased after she finished tightening the straps around her waist and began stroking the dildo as if it was real.