A/N: Sorry this took so long you guys! I want to say thank you thank you to all the wonderful people who reviewed. Seriously, each "Favorite" or "Alert" made me write one more paragraph, even when I got discouraged or distracted. It blows me away that you all are enjoying it. I started out writing this because I needed more A/A in my life, and I'm touched that so many people like it.

This is the last chapter, I hope you all enjoyed it :)

-Gem

PS Fluffy, juicy lemons ahead. You've been warned.

Ch. 8: Reality

For the next few days, Abed kept a close eye on Annie, searching for any more proof of her attraction to him. Despite his video footage, he still had trouble believing that she really wanted him. So, he watched, and eventually, her actions seemed to add up. It was subtle, but now that he was looking for it, Abed didn't know how he had ever missed it. Each time he was near her, she seemed to find times to touch him. When the group laughed, it was his eyes she sought.

He ran scenarios through his mind about how he could possibly seduce her. It was frustrating not knowing exactly what she had been fantasizing about in her bed.

He knew how Don Draper would go about it; just go up and lay a kiss on her hard and fast, then leave before she could get her breath back. Han Solo would wait until she was really angry and pissed before making his move. And he had already acted out how Patrick Swayze would get her.

The trouble was, Anne hadn't said Don, or Patrick, or Han... it was Abed's name she had moaned while touching herself, and that meant it had to be Abed who made the move.

Abed hadn't lied when he told the group in his first year that he had no problem getting women. Unfortunately, his technique was usually to incorporate some other character into his already adorable personality. That, and they usually came on to him first.

Besides, he had never been in this situation where the woman of interest was already his best friend. In fact, before Annie and Troy, he'd never really had a best friend. He wasn't really sure what the process was for making a move on a friend. Surely it was different than going up to a girl in the cafeteria and asking her out. Annie was special, which meant his courting of her had to be special. Now he was at a complete loss as to where to begin. How did he let Annie know that he returned her feelings without confessing his spying?

It was Friday night, exactly a week since he had taped Annie's under-the-covers adventure, and Abed was no closer to coming up with a plan.

Troy was talking to him again, but like usual, Abed paid no attention. All week he had been consumed with planning, and his friend was beginning to get frustrated.

"Abed!"

"What?" Turning around, he saw Troy's angry expression.

"I just said that the female Inspector was the best one ever, and you didn't say a word. Have you not been listening at all?"

Abed tried to come up with an appropriate apology, but his heart wasn't in it. Instead, he shrugged and went back to ignoring Troy.

His male roommate left the apartment in a huff, slamming the door on his way out.

Hearing the noise, Annie came out of her room, eyes wide with concern.

"Abed?" She asked, and he was once again struck by how sweet her voice always sounded. "Is everything okay? I heard Troy shouting."

"Sorry," Abed said quickly. "I hope we didn't interrupt your studying."

Her lips tilted into a smile. "That's really considerate, Abed, but I think I'm done for now anyway. How much studying can I really do on a Friday night?"

"You wanna hang out, then?" Abed asked hopefully. At her nod, he decided to stop planning and just see what happened. After all, he knew she liked him, which opened up a world of possibilities.

He sat down in his recliner, and patted the armrest, silently asking her to sit. Often when the whole gang was over, she liked to perch there while the others sat, and sometimes she'd hold his hand. Now, however, all the other seats were available and Abed waited to see what she would choose.

Without a question, Annie came and sat next to him, slouching a bit so she was just a few inches taller. She was close enough now that Abed could smell her laundry detergent and shampoo, and the scent that just seemed to be Annie.

He had asked her to sit as a sort of experiment, more proof to add to the "Annie Wants Me" List, but now that she was sitting there, he couldn't help but touch her. His arm wrapped around her back, giving her some support in her slightly precarious position. It only seemed natural that he drape his other arm over her lap, keeping her safe from falling.
Of course, she had never fallen before in that position, but that didn't mean Abed shouldn't be careful anyway.

"So," Annie said, her voice a bit higher than usual. "What did you want to do tonight?"

Her thigh felt so warm under his palm, and he couldn't help but stroke her back as he thought. His mind raced with everything he wanted to say to such a loaded question, until it seemed easier to just act.

In one swift motion, he turned Annie sideways and pulled her into his lap. Her legs were now draped over the armrest, her torso twisted to face him. Their noses were only an inch apart, and Abed was again struck by how incredibly blue her eyes were. It was true, they were as powerful as the Ark of the Covenant, but there was no way he could tear his gaze away.

Annie's breath hitched and he could feel his own heart beating faster. Before any self-doubt could creep in, Abed brushed his fingers against her lips. They were softer than anything he'd ever felt, and he wanted more than anything to feel his own pressed against them.

It still felt too good to be true, to have the object of his fantasies there in his arm. He had to make sure this was really happening- he had misjudged the signs too many times before.

"Is this okay?" He asked, his voice unfamiliarly rough.

Annie tried to speak, but nothing came out. Instead, she gave a small nod, and bit her bottom lip.

It was too much for him to take, and he captured her mouth with his own. The instant their lips met, a fire started in his blood that he had never felt before. His hands found their way to her soft long hair, and he held on for dear life. He could feel himself getting lost in the kiss, their lips moving together as one. Her mouth parted in a little moan, and his tongue leaped at the chance. Her mouth tasted of everything he had dreamed, and more. She was so warm and soft, and he was being consumed by her. His hands resumed their stroking on her back, and she pushed her chest closer into his. Finally, Abed reluctantly broke their kiss to breathe.

"Is this real?" Annie asked, panting. Her eyes were bright, and her cheeks flushed pink.

Abed tore his eyes away from her swollen lips, and raised an eyebrow. "Well, it's not claymation," he joked. Recognizing the line furrowed between her eyes, he hastened to add, "Yes, Annie. It's real."

A wide, glowing smile spread across her face, the kind Abed loved to see and vowed to inspire as often as he could. Then her mouth was on his again, hungry and searching. He could feel the joy in it, and all of her want came pushing through. He idly wondered how he could have missed it before, with how clearly her expressions always showed her heart.

Pulling back from the kiss, she whispered, "Me too. I mean, it's real." She rested her forehead against his, eyes down as she confessed, "Maybe it's the first real thing I've allowed myself. With Troy in high school, I was just trying to feel what a good girl should. I was supposed to dream of being with the star quarterback, right? But I never really thought about whether I actually wanted that."

She raised her eyes to check in with Abed, to make sure he wasn't upset about her bringing up their other roommate. Reassured that he wasn't freaking out, she took a deep breath and prepared to bring up the other member of their group. Still, if she was going to do this, they couldn't have any ghosts lingering between them. "Then with Jeff, it's hard to tell how much of that was real too. I was desperate to make him want me, because if someone like Jeff could love me, that would mean that I had really changed since high school. I wouldn't be 'Annie Adderall' anymore. I got so caught up in that game that I never really considered if I wanted him."

Abed was pretty sure talking about exes was supposed to ruin the mood, but he didn't mind. He had sort of already figured out Annie's feelings for her past infatuations. After all, that was what he was good at- understanding character arcs and motivations. But it felt good to hear that she knew it as well.

Annie's eyes were scanning the room, looking anywhere but at the man on whose lap she was sitting. Had she just screwed up the one thing she really wanted?

Taking pity on her, Abed grasped her fidgeting hands. He waited until her eyes met his before saying "I know, Annie. and I'm not doubting you. I don't think you're some floozy just because you've had feelings for other people."

She let out a nervous laugh at that. Sometimes Abed seemed so clueless that she forgot how much he really saw. "I do, though," she said, looking at him from under her lashes, "I have feelings for you."

"I know," he said, and quirked a smile. He hadn't even been trying to quote Star Wars, but there it was. Maybe there was some Han Solo inside of him that he just couldn't suppress.

Annie didn't seem to mind, though, as her mouth was once more attached to his. Her hands weren't idle this time, either. She was stroking his chest through his thin t-shirt, and Abed sighed at the sensation. He could feel her pressing against him, and he thought it best if they moved to a bedroom while he was still able to walk.

As he stood up, her petite body slid down his until she was pressed against him, her head tilted back to look into his eyes. Abed let his want shine through, and pressed a kiss to her lips.

Breaking apart for a second, the pair ran to Annie's bedroom. She closed the door behind them, and returned to Abed's arms. She had so many thoughts racing through her head. She had run through this exact scenario hundreds of times at night, under the covers while touching herself. It was impossible to comprehend that it was really happening, and that all her fantasies were about to come true. Her body tingled with excitement, and she didn't have time to even consider that it wouldn't live up to her imagination.

Abed backed Annie towards the bed, stopping when her knees hit the footboard. She landed gently, and he followed her lips until she was lying underneath him, eyes bright with desire. His own gaze was drawn to her chest, rising up and down as if she had been running. The sight of his beautiful roommate spread before him, so obviously attracted to him, had him questioning reality. Was this really happening?

If it was another dream, he didn't want to wake up from it. He kissed his way down her neck until her overflowing breasts were under his mouth. He had never felt skin so soft, and Annie's moans urged him further. He wanted more, and so he unbuttoned her blouse as quickly as he could. At the same time, Annie pushed his cardigan down his shoulders, caressing the strong muscles on his arms and back.

Finished with his task, the soft material fell away and he was left with the sight of Annie, and all her pale skin, interrupted only by her blue satin bra. He brushed his hand across it, feeling the silky fabric raised above a pert nipple. He had never wanted anything so bad, and he met her eyes. He could see her own desire reflected back, and he needed no more encouraging. Reaching behind her and stealing a kiss, his long fingers unhooked the bra in seconds. Flinging the garment aside, he let his eyes take in the masterpiece that was Annie's breasts.

The image burned into his mind, he pressed a soft kiss upon her milky skin. She felt so good, and the things he was doing to her felt even better. His mouth was warm and firm on her breast, and she pushed up against him, desperate for his lips to find her nipple. When they closed over her, she let out a breathy moan that she had never heard before. Abed moved from one pink tip to the other, until she was dizzy and moaning. He was driving her crazy, and this time she was sure he was aware of it. She could feel the proof against her thigh, where her skirt had ridden up.

Annie had to feel his skin against hers, and pulled up insistently at his t-shirt. Abed took a minute before he realized what she was asking, and then the shirt was gone. His torso immediately pressed against hers, and he let out a sigh at the feel of skin on skin. She was burning him up, and he just wanted to be even closer. Their lips joined and he was completely engulfed by her hot mouth, pressing urgent kisses to her swollen mouth. He had never felt this way just from kissing a woman, and he knew it was because of Annie. Everything was better with her, and he wanted to do nothing else for the rest of his life.

His hands wandered down her side until he found her slim thigh. He stroked it gently, feeling how smooth and soft she was. Laying atop her and supporting his weight on his elbow, Abed raised his hand up her leg to the juncture between her thighs. The moment his palm met her warmth, Annie's eyes slammed shut and a shudder moved through her body. Abed quirked a smile at the effect he had on his roommate, and remembered the look on her face when she had pleasured herself. He wanted to see if he could make her moan his name again.

He rubbed firmly over her soaked panties, and Annie made a small mewling sound. Pressing his mouth against her neck, he sucked firmly on the flesh there, hard and insistent. He pushed aside her panties and let one finger tease along her slit.

"Ahh," Annie moaned under him. He was teasing her, but it felt so good she didn't mind. Abed smirked and nipped gently at her neck, before plunging his finger inside of her. She was so wet and ready, and Abed felt himself hardening impossibly more at the feel of her against his hand.

Annie's hands stroked down his back, and clutched at his neck, holding him to her and willing him to never leave. She felt as if she was going to explode, and all she could think was that she wanted more of him. "Take off your pants," she breathed huskily. "Please?"

Abed didn't need to be asked twice, and his pants soon joined the rest of their clothes on the floor. Waggling his eyebrows, he unzipped her skirt swiftly. Then using his mouth, he pulled her skirt down her legs slowly. Annie shivered at the scrape of his teeth on her skin and the feel of his hot breath on her legs. Her panties were completely useless by now, and he performed the same disappearing act on them as well. Kissing his way back up her leg, he stopped at the back of her knee to press a gentle kiss.

"You're so beautiful," he said wonderingly. She was spread before him, all her milky skin exposed and flushed with desire. Her long legs were so delicate and perfect, leading up to her slim waist and amazing breasts. Abed was convinced there was no pair more beautiful in the world, and he couldn't believe he was the one gazing at this goddess. Her dark brown hair fell around her head, and he covered her body with his own. Nibbling on her lips, he tried to show her exactly how much he wanted her.

Annie tried her best not to fidget under her friend's gaze. He was looking at her like she was something precious and sexy. She was used to men thinking she was cute or adorable, but the way Abed's eyes moved, she knew there was only one thing on his mind. When he laid atop her, she wrapped her arms around his lean torso, pulling him even closer. He was so warm and firm, and she gasped as she felt his member between her legs. It made her feel incredibly feminine to have the hard length nestled near her own core, and she lifted her hips experimentally.

As she brushed against him, Abed let out a moan. Nothing had ever felt this good, and he was worried it would be over too soon if she continued. Reaching his hand between them, he gained a little space to recover. Annie sighed at the loss, but soon caught her breath as his fingers found her clit. He rubbed slow circles around it, teasing her, and then pressed more firmly against her sensitive nub.

"Abed!" She gasped, eyes meeting his. He was smiling at her, and she got lost in his warm brown eyes. She knew at that moment that her fantasies were going to become reality, and she felt completely sure and ready for it. She pushed against his shoulders, rolling him over onto his back.

Before she could move, Abed stilled her with a hand on her waist. This had never been part of his fantasy, but it had to be said. "I have condoms in the blanket fort," he said quietly, hoping he hadn't ruined the mood.

Annie smiled at him, glad his mind was in the same place as hers. She would have died if he had said he wanted to stop. "I take the pill, Abed. We're fine." Straddling his hips, Anne raised herself above him. She looked to his eyes once more to make sure, and the desire she found there was more than enough.

Thrusting herself down on his hard shaft, Annie let out another long moan. She was experienced enough that it wasn't painful exactly, but it still took her a moment to adjust to his size. He brushed his hands up her shoulders and gently cupped her breasts, giving her time to feel him. After a minute, he began to rotate his hips up into her, and her head rolled back at the feeling.

Abed missed seeing her beautiful face, so he reached to cup the back of her neck. Pulling her down for a kiss, he thrust upwards into her. She felt so good around his dick, so warm and tight that he couldn't help setting a steady rhythm. They moved together, moaning and gasping at the perfect feel of their bodies joining. It felt right and peaceful and beautiful. He realized it was far better than his fantasies could have ever guessed.

Keeping their centers joined, the pair rolled over so that Abed was covering her once more. Annie looked up into his eyes and a new wave of desire coursed through her. He raised up on his elbows and thrust harder, making Annie's head spin and her pussy clench around him. His pubic bone was rubbing against her clit, driving her crazy. Abed could feel himself getting closer to finishing, and he moved his hips against hers in circles, insistent and frenzied. Annie's orgasm was just an inch away and she clutched at his chest, completely lost in the sensation. She arched her back, pressing his face to her neck as she came. He followed soon after, and collapsed next to her on the bed. Her body felt warm and exhausted in the most delicious way.

"Abed?" Annie asked, after a minute. He was lying on his back, eyes squeezed shut.

"Shhh," he said, and reached out. Impossibly strong arms pulled her to him until she was pressed fully against his body. His hand stroked her hair, his other clutching her firmly to him.

Annie smiled. Apparently Abed was a cuddler. She snuggled closer to him and closed her eyes.

"Annie?" he said. She lifted her head, and saw his eyes were finally open and staring at her.

"Yeah?" She asked, stretching against him.

"I think I'm falling in love with you."

She smiled, and pressed a kiss to the tip of his nose.

"I know," she said with a smirk.

/End