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"Is there something I can do to cheer you up?" The swaying stopped as I push the hair away on the back of her neck, placing kisses along behind her ear. "Mmm.. whatever you're doing, it's working." She chucked, leaning her head to the side, encouraging me to keep going. I sucked the delicate skin, leaving wet, crimson colored splotches to her neck. She moaned, reaching back to grip my thigh. My pussy ached and my clit throbbed, but I still wanted more. I get off the bed and lower myself to my knees in front of her. Her eyes go wide from the picture before her, but then changed to lustful excitement. I place my hands on her knees, spreading them further apart. "What are you doing?" She almost whispered to me, squinting her eyes as her lips form a grin. "I' dunno.." I shrug, a innocent smile on my face and she looked down at me. Top view of my fully bare body. Her eyes assaulted me and how my breasts sat, how my pussy looked squeezed in between my thighs. I felt my hole clenched around nothing just seeing how turned on she was by me. I rub my hand up her inner thigh slowly, maintaining eye contact. I felt her stir beneath my touch and her breathing became irregular. She reached forward, pushing the hair out of my face and then holding my chin between her index finger and thumb. "You look so pretty like this.." Her voice was sultry and captivating, making my body shiver."Yeah?" My voice went up in pitch, leaning in and placing a small kiss to the tip of the bright pink, silicone cock. She leaned her weight back on her hands, widening her legs and watching me as I lick the base of it, tasting the residue of what she did to me. "Fuuck- sky, you're so fuckin' pretty." Her breath was heavy, cheeks flushed as she titled her head back, but still maintained eye contact. A giggle escapes my lips, seeing how hot and bothered she was by something I was doing. I wanted to see how flustered I could make her. I widen my mouth, taking the tip of her dick inside and then sliding my lips down. "Jus' that like that, princess." She sounded like she could feel it. Hearing her jagged breaths and the low grumble of her voice made my stomach tighten, wanting her to fill me up again. I spread my knees, and reach my hand down between my thighs, rubbing small circles around my sopping wet clit. I felt her fingers intertwine with my hair and squeeze, pulling as my scalp tightened. "Mmm-" I moan around her cock, quickening the pace on my clit. "You like how you taste? Huh?" She brought her hand to the back of my head and forced me forward. I whine, tears building in my eyes, feeling her length in the back of my throat. I felt her hand release, switching to gently petting my head and caressing my cheek. I bob my head up and down, swallowing her whole and looking up at her through wet eyelashes. "It's like you were made for this." She spoke to me gently, holding her bottom lip between her teeth, watching how my lips formed around her. My hole dripped, my clit swollen and overstimulated as I sloppily rub it. I felt dirty, dehumanized, but it was her. Ellie. The girl I was undoubtedly in love with. No matter how shitty she made me feel, my body ached for her and I'd do anything to please her. She rocked against my throat, hitting the spongy walls over and over again, my hips rocked against my fingers as I fuck myself. "Fu-fuck.." I cry out, separate myself from her with a soft 'plop'. I rested my forehead on her thigh, rocking my hips intensely against my hand. My head was yanked back, forcing me to look up. She eyed my pathetic state, eyes red and mouth dripping from my own mixture. She rushed forward, eager to help ease my pain and connect our lips. I moan into her open mouth as I satisfy myself. " m' gonna cum-" I could barely muster, breathing sporadically as I cry out, alerting the whole wing of our sins. "It's okay- you're safe." She whispered to me, holding my face in her hands, kissing me passionately. Her voice was sweet, gentle. I felt safe, cherished and loved. The rhythm of my hips became scattered, erratic and my head started to spin. I scream out, my body convulsed, stomach tightening and then finally relaxing. "Fuck." I break our kiss, resting my head on her as she strokes my hair. I breathe heavily, composing myself before I can look at her. "M' Sorry- I don't... that was a lot." I laugh awkwardly, lifting myself off the ground and rummage through my drawer for a shirt. "No! I mean- don't be sorry, you were.." I cut her off with a dagger glare. "Amazing." She finished her sentence, grinning wide at me. I hum in response and go back to looking for a shirt to cover myself. "Here wear this one-" She stood, grabbing an oversized, t-shirt of hers from her bed. I took it hesitantly, observing the article of clothing. The fabric was thin from the repetitive times it has been washed, and it smelled of her, making my stomach flutter. It wasn't the first time I've worn her clothes, but it was the first time she let me wear this one. A shirt she hardly wore but noticed she slept with it almost every night. It was a washed-out black color, frayed around the stitches with a faded logo on the front, barely readable, but you could make out the name of some sort of museum. "You sure?" I raise my brows at her, lifting the shirt. She rolled her eyes and scoffed lightly. "Here, let me see." She held her hand out, flicking her fingers at me. I hand the shirt back, watching her adjust it. "Arms up." She ordered, making me feel embarrassed all of a sudden but I obeyed. I felt the cloth drape over my shoulders, covering my breasts, and stopped just below my mid-thigh. She tugged at the back, making sure my ass wasn't exposed. Her eyes examine over me, checking to make sure it was to her satisfaction before meeting my stare."There. Good?" She cocked her brows, holding her breath for me to respond. "Good." I smile stiffly at her, holding back how I really felt. Her offering me a shirt that I knew was important to her even though I didn't know why, made my cheeks burn and ache from holding back a wide toothed grin. I pull out a pair of underwear from my drawer, slipping them on and sat on my bed nervously. I dart my eyes around the room but then fixate on her, unbuckling the leather harness and slipping it off her before throwing it in bottom drawer. "Staring much?" She chuckles, shooting me a look as she unbuttons her jeans. "Wha-? No.... Shouldn't you clean that?" My body jolts from being caught as I quickly try to change the subject. "Don't worry. You already made sure of that." She responded smugly, shooting me cocky grin. My jaw dropped from utter amazement that she made such a comment. "Wowww... you're unbelievable." I scoff, but there was no hiding the fullness of my cheeks and how her snarky remarks always humored me."You love it." She pulls on a pair of grey sweatpants and joins me on the bed, silence between us for a few seconds. You'd think after all the things we've done, how she'd seen me at my most vulnerable, that this anxiety I have around her would ease, but it didn't. My senses heightened whenever she was near, feeling the warmth radiating off of her when she was close and how I became way too focused on how I was breathing. I wondered if she felt the same way whenever I was near. I doubt it. She doesn't seem like the type to get flustered over anyone. "So...-" Ellie's voice jolted me out of my doubtful thinking. I turn to her watching her side profile hanging onto every breath she took. "Um- do you.. have any plans tomorrow night?" She glanced around the room before making eye contact as she finished her sentence. "Tomorrow? No, Why?" I tilt like head at her with genuine confusion. "It's nothing- I was just thinking that maybe we could go see a movie or whatever... only if you want... you definitely don't have to." She spoke quickly. Faster than I've heard her ever speak, stumbling over her words, eager to spit them out. It's a side of her that rarely makes an appearance, timid, her confidence dwindled. This peaked my interest, finding it amusing that she was acting this way. "What movie?" I tease her by leaning in, pulling the shirt higher on my thigh as I crossed my legs. "Uh- what-whatever you want." She cleared her throat, looking away as she pulled back. I couldn't help but laugh. Just minutes ago I was on my knees, naked and under her control, but now she's shy because of something so small. "Are you asking me on a date?" "Would you want that?" She asked, eyes wide and her brows furrowing upward. She looked so innocent, panicked, almost like she was scared I'd laugh in her face. "You'd think I'd blow you if I didn't?" Her face goes red and so does mine, wishing I would've just said a simple 'yes.' "Oh my god- sky-" "What! I'm just being honest." We laugh in unison, basking in this tender moment that we're sharing. "Someone's getting cocky." She poked fun at me, letting her hand rest on my thigh. "I've learned from the best." I click my teeth, throwing my hand up for emphasis. She scoffs playfully, letting her jaw drop and squeezing my thigh. "Wooow- you're on fire tonight. Who r' you? And what have you done with my Skyler?" My Skyler. My body stiffened, my throat closing in on itself. She was teasing me, but I thought for a second, what if she wasn't?'You're mine and no one else's.' That's how this whole night started and how we got to this point right now. My brain micro analyzing every conversation we've ever had, drowning out the sounds around me. "Sky?" My overthinking was disrupted, blurred vision as her worried expression came into focus. "Hm?" "Is that a no?" Her face dropped, fidgeting with her fingers. "No! No, I mean- not no.- Oh my god- yes. I would love to see a movie with you." I mentally face palm myself. Her head lifts, face lighting up, and looking relieved. "Cool. I'm down for whatever, so you can pick." I nod in agreement, picking up my phone for the first time in what felt like hours. "Shit." I mumble under my breath reading the the multiple missed texts and calls. 'Call me''Pick up ur phone''Where the fuck are you' "I'm the worst." I rub my temple, ghosting over the keyboard with my thumb, trying to figure out what to say to her that doesn't make me seem like a total asshole friend. Ellie leans in, reading through the messages. "Should I call??? What if she's dead in a ditch somewhere? Fuck.. these are all from 2 hours ago. She's going to hate me." I was visibly distraught by the thought of my best friend being hurt somewhere, all because I didn't do my part. I felt Ellie's hand on my lower back, rubbing in slow circular motions. "Can you see her location? You know- just to make sure she's not half way to another state or something." She kept her tone calm, making sure not to elevate my stress.  Apprehensively, I tap her picture and waited for her location to load. "Oh thank god." I take a breath of relief, falling back into the bed. I feel the shift of the mattress as she laid down beside me, facing me with her head propped up on her elbow. "You're a good friend." I stare up at the off-white plaster ceiling. "No, I fucked up. I was supposed to take care of her tonight." "Don't be so hard on yourself. You're always there for her and she doesn't do the same for you." She huffed, a slight irritation in her voice. I tear my eyes off the ceiling to look at her, my eyebrows lowered. "You don't get it- she's been my best friend since we were little." "I just don't like the way she talks to you. That's all." She shifted, laying her head down with her hands resting underneath. "That's funny. She said the same thing about you." My attitude slipped past my tongue not intentionally. "And you didn't listen?" I sat up and went silent, picking at the edges around my fingernails. "No." I sighed, admitting defeat that maybe she wasn't the kindest friend in the world. She always wanted what's best for me. Sure. She was a bitch and a bit of a hypocrite, but she only was my friend when it was convenient for her. "I- I'm glad I didn't listen to her." I lower my voice and stumble over a nervous confession. I look over my shoulder at her still laying down. She sat up, wrapping an arm around my waist and placing her chin on my shoulder. "Me too." She whispers into my neck before placing soft kisses along the skin. My heart jumped into my throat, stomach bubbling over hearing how soft she sounded and how sweet she could be. Feeling her gentle and kind presence on my skin felt like it made everything worth it. Every bit of anger, heartbreak, and overthinking myself to death, didn't feel as bad as it once did. Her hand took my smaller one, holding it as she rubbed my palm with her thumb. "It's gettin' late." She mumbled sleepily into my shoulder. I hold up my phone to my eyes, reading the time." 3:21 a.m. "Fuck. I need to shower." I start to get up but was pulled back down by a pair of arms wrapping around me tightly. "Let's jus' sleep, babe." Babe. That's not a pet name she uses often. I mean, not usually. It felt more intimate, more like how a normal relationship would be between two people that are actually dating, but we weren't that, no matter how much I wanted it to be true...Unless it was. "No- Ellie... I really should." "Stay." Her words trailing off, almost incoherent and slurred. She held me tightly as we laid together on the small bed. Her arms laced around my torso and my back pressed firmly to her front.  I hear the faint sounds of her soft snoring and her shallow breathing. I take deep breaths and try to ignore how fast my heart was beating in my chest. This wasn't the first time we shared a bed, but again... this felt different.

I felt her warm breath grazing my ear as I lie awake, trying to talk myself out of getting my hopes up. I thought about leaving and going to Liv's room for the night. To have her wake up alone, to make her feel the same pain that she has done to me. Whether she deserves it or not, I didn't know.

Ellie's pov The light humming of the ac and the sun beams hitting my eyelids caused me to stir. I groan, trying to ignore the morning light, but my eyes flutter open. I sit up in the bed that didn't belong to me, alone. Memories of last night fill my mind. "Fuck me." I curse under my breath, rubbing the sleepiness from my eyes. I scanned the room in hopes that I dreamt the whole thing, acting the way I did when I brought her back to our room. Her phone was gone and that was enough proof that I took too far. I scared her off for good with my selfish desires and possessive behavior. "What the fuck is wrong with me.." I sat at the edge of the bed. My head hung low as I rubbed my temples. I think of her, naked, and on her knees below me. Her eyes red, and tears pouring as she sucked me off. I feel my cheeks ignite and my lower stomach tightens. My brain rattles, trying to make sense of it. I sigh audibly, clearing my throat. I felt intoxicated on her. Her moans of pleasure mixed with pain, the sounds she makes when I touch her. How I fuck her. I felt anger build inside me, pissed that I fucked up too many times with the one girl who could make me happy. That could make me better, and this was the thing that ended it for good.

"Oh- you're up!" My rage made my ears go numb to the sound of someone entering the room. I jolt my head up to the familiar pretty voice. Confused at first that she seemed normal, happy even. "Yeah... I just woke up. How was your shower?" "It was good?" She giggled, furrowing her brows at me. Hearing her laughter and her sweet, sweet delicate voice, put me at ease that perhaps she wasn't scared away just yet. "That's good." I chuckle lowly at my stupid question. I was acting weird and she could tell. Side-eyeing me with a grin as she brushed through her wet hair in the mirror. I didn't notice how my eyes traveled over her backside. Her towel that covered her was short in the back almost enough to expose the bottom of her ass. I bit my lip instinctively, fighting back my intrusive thoughts. "Don't look." She demanded with a smile, bending down to pull clean clothes out of her dresser. "Don't be like that, princess." I groaned. Rolling her eyes, she waited for me to do what I was told as a mother would that was running on little patience. I suck my teeth, only a little annoyed, and shut my eyes. "No peaking." Her best attempt at sounding stern. I huff, trying to conceal the smirk growing on my face from how she was teasing me. I hear her shuffle and clothing rustling together. "Okay, you can open." My eyes blink open, adjusting to the light in the room. She smoothed her hands over the fabric ridding it of wrinkles, looking in the mirror, and adjusting it to her satisfaction. Overly baggy denim jeans fastened with a thin black belt hung low on her waist. A tight white graphic t-shirt that was outlined with red seams stopped high on her rib cage, leaving her stomach exposed.My eyes fixated on her petite frame, admiring how good she looked in the clothes, but my mind flashed to how much better she looked without them. "Should I wear a jacket? In case the movie theater is cold?" She turned away from the mirror and looked at me. "Uh- I have a flannel you can wear." I clear my throat and divert my eyes to her face, shaking my head of my thoughts.I stand, waking over to a drawer and pulling out a  red plaided flannel. She slips it over her arms, pulls her hair out of the back, and turns to the mirror. The sleeves of the jacket covered her hands, being it was even big on me it felt like it swallowed her smaller stature whole. "Whaddya think?" She turns, hands on hips, looking up at me with baited breath. My stomach did somersaults to see her in something that was mine, how the oversized of it made her seem that much smaller. I wanted to ditch the movie and replay last nights events all over again, but I wanted to do the small things with her too.

Skylers pov"Whaddya think?" I hold my breath, suddenly feeling self-conscious and wishing I put on something less revealing. "You look amazing." Amazing. My mind goes to last night when she said that word to me. I feel my cheeks warm, and my thighs clench. She leaned in slightly so our chests were only inches apart. Her eyes burn into mine only looking away to look down at me lips. Her presence changed, from being friendly and only mildly flirtatious to serious and waiting for an open window to jump my bones. Her breaths became more huffed and primal, her eyes picking me apart layer by layer. I clear my throat, dropping my stare to the ground and backing away. "There's a showing at 6. If that's alright with you?" My voice shook nervously. "Sounds good. What movie?" She crossed her arms, rocking on her heels, almost sounding annoyed that I interrupted the moment. "Uh... it's some exorcist movie. I don't know exactly." Her body seem to stiffen, freezing over at the mention. "O-oh. Okay." She said with a deep exhale. "Is that not your thing? We can totally see something else I just- I didn't know what you'd be down for so..." "No, it's cool." She pulls her phone out of her back pocket. "We have 2 hours till then. Do you- do you want to get something to eat?" She shifted her weight on her feet, anticipating my response. "That sounds good." I smile at her which seemed to physically ease her tension. "Okay. Cool." She chucked slightly, taking a deep breath. "M' going to shower. I'll will be quick, okay? Wait here." She scrambles, gathering her toiletries and leaving the room in a hurry.

I wait for her return like a puppy waiting for its owner to come home. My stomach refused to settle its nerves. We went to the club together and this shouldn't be any different. Except it was. Sitting side by side in a dark, scarcely populated room with her felt dangerous. I didn't know what to expect, her hand on my thigh as it slowly inched its way up or a completely normal movie going experience. Getting a bite to eat before going to the theaters definitely felt like a real date, but I couldn't let myself think that.

"Sorry if I took too long-" My head jolts up as she enters the room, hair damp and dangling in her face. My cheeks redden seeing her in just a sports bra and a pair of jeans. Her back turned to me, her shoulders wide and her back lean, making every muscle visible in the way she moved. I swallow hard, clearing my throat and quickly looking away as she turned to me, pulling a plain white t-shirt over her head and layering a dark blue-green button down jacket on top. "You ready?" She grins, pulling her hair into a messily tied-up low bun. "Y-yes." I stutter, making it painfully visible that I was checking her out.

"Ladies first." She flashes me a smirk, motioning with her hand, holding the door open to a casual sports bar restaurant that is well known by the students of the campus, including me and Olivia. "What a gentleman." I touch my hand to my chest and exaggerated a sharp breath in. "Okay, asshole." She chuckles, laying one soft encouraging pat my ass as she walks behind. My face goes hot instantly, trying to remain calm I lead us to a table in a quiet corner of the building. I keep my head buried in the menu, trying to look deep in thought to distract from the fact I was painfully nervous and couldn't even think of how to make simple conversation. My palms were clammy and my body was jittery. "What are you gettin'?" She turns her head to look at me and I wished I sat across from her, scared that she'd notice how badly I wasn't holding it together. Her body seemed relax as it leaned back against the booth, legs hung open slightly."Uh... probably just a pretzel. They make a mean soft pretzel." I giggle awkwardly at how dumb I just sounded. "Mean? Does it bite?" The corner of her lip curls upright into a grin. "Oh ha ha."

"Thank you, Ellie. Really. You didn't have to pay for my food." "Sky- stop. It's okay. Really. Consider it one small apology out of many that I have to make up for." She hushed me with a chuckle, following close behind as we get to her truck. I buckle myself as she starts her engine, the rumble vibrating the seats. We rode together in silence besides the music playing from her stereo.

We pull into a half empty parking lot, and I take a deep breath before exiting the vehicle. I walk closely behind her, letting her lead the way and crossing my arms over myself, trying to conceal the thumping in my chest. Approaching the counter I start to pull out my wallet before she puts her hand on mine, lowering my arm. "I got it." "What? No, Ellie you just bought me food-" "I'm the one who brought up the movies." She gave me a firm glare, pulling her wallet out and purchasing the tickets. I roll my eyes, pouting my lip at her but gave in since I know there's no chance of me winning. "I know we just ate, but will you let me buy us a drink?" I pleaded with her. "Ugh fine. I'll split whatever you want." My face lights up, eager that she gave permission. With a pep in my step I walk to the concession stand while she hung back. "Is this up to your expectations?" I return, holding a icee that I definitely overestimated the size, along with sour candy. Her head drops, an audible laugh could be heard from her. "Trust me... you've already exceeded all my expectations." She grabs the cold drink from my hand. "Red. My favorite." She brings the straw to her lips painfully slow, and kept her stare. Her voice, low and coarse like she was doing it on purpose. "W-we should go find our seats." I clear my throat, diverting my eyes anywhere else.

To my horror, the room was nearly empty, just a few couples scattered in the front rows. We make our way to the back where no one could see or hear us. If she were to start something, I didn't know if I had the willpower to stop her. Better be safe than sorry. I shifted in my seat stiffly, trying not to draw attention to myself. My eyes glued to the screen, watching trailers for other movies, too coward to make eye contact with her. The room goes dim, letting us know that the movie was starting. "Fuck me." I hear her mumble under her breath, making me think that I wasn't supposed to hear that. In my peripheral I see her body tense. Her once relaxed and sprawled composure was now much more conservative. She hunched slightly, leaning closer to me in her chair.

I thought picking a horror movie was a safe option. What young college students don't like a good scare? But I'm starting to think I was wrong. Possessed people that contorted their bodies in unnatural ways, voices that sounded not human, and over all just quite unsettling. I steal glances at her, now shrinking herself even more, picking at her lip and her eyebrows strained. I felt horrible for forcing her to watch this, but why didn't she say anything? Her pride? Being scared to come off as weak? I didn't know. "We can go if you want?" I leaned to the side, whispering in her ear. "Wh-? No. It's fine. Really." "Ellie." I firmly gave her a look to let her know I was being serious. She hesitated before giving me a defeated nod.

We make it back to her car, not saying a word to each other up until now. She puts her keys in the ignition and pauses before she turns it. "Um- I'm sorry. That was dumb-" "Don't apologize El's. Really, it's okay. If would have known I wouldn't have picked a scary movie. It's my fault." I ramble an apology, feeling genuinely bad, placing my hand on her thigh without notice. "I feel like such a little bitch." She forced out a laugh. "It's okay. Your secret is safe with me." I tease her, making her face me with a half smile that felt more genuine. I smile stupidly at her. Her face soft, cheeks a ting of pink, and the crease between her eyebrows vanished. She's never looked so...vulnerable. Her guard was down and she wasn't in a state of fight or flight like she normally was. I was in awe of the girl that was with me in this moment. She leaned in, her smile drops, and her gaze shifted to my lips. I feel myself holding my breath, leaning in to meet her half way. I shut my eyes, feeling her warm lips on mine, it was slow and patient, her tongue gently graze my bottom lip as she sucked it lightly. I felt her hand cup my face softly, pulling me in ever so gently like she was handling delicate china. Her hand moving from my face and down to my shoulder as she broke our kiss. Inches between our face, our eyes examining each others details. Her lips glistening and slightly swollen, sending a chill down my body. If I didn't know my feelings for her before... I most definitely knew them now.

She was going to be my downfall.