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Ellie's POV My eyes squinted beneath my eyelids. The harsh sun beamed though the window and onto my face causing my to stir. I reject the invitation of waking up, grunting and trying to ignore the warm light on my skin, but to no avail.

My eyes flutter open, taking in the orange haze flooding the room. I try to move but my arm was held down, stiff and numb. A tingling sensation in my fingertips from lack of circulation.

My eyebrows furrow in confusion from my lack of awareness, deep sleep still weighing heavily on my mind. I lift my head, examining the lump that laid next to me and finally understood.

"Oh-" I said only audible to myself, not wanting to awake the girl that slept so perfectly beside me.

Carefully, I retract my arm from underneath her, causing her to stir. I paused my movements and held my breath. I watched her as her eyebrows creased, her lips forming a small pout. Still remaining asleep, she turns towards me, holding the comforter close to her chest as small breaths leave her parted lips.

I engross myself with her blissful and valuable state. How her eyelashes curl, the color of her lips, always a darker shade of rose even with nothing on them. Her eyebrows were thick and lush, dark like a ravens feathers, but she always tried her best to keep them groomed. Her pale, olive complexion was clear, plump and healthy, only to be broken up by the few select moles that made constellations over her skin.

Skyler was undoubtedly the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, ever had the pleasure of getting to touch. It wasn't just her beauty that drew me into the point I felt like there was no escape, she was sweet, so fucking sweet. Her eagerness to obey and submit to me had me on cloud 9, but at the same time, I was so fucking scared that I'd take it too far.

I was scared that she'd finally come to her senses, that I would always hurt her in the end. Even if there were good moments where I'd do and say all the right things, I'd always overwrite those with a bitter taste, like a metallic tang on the tongue.

Still, I wanted to treat her right, do good by her and see where this could take us. I wanted this 'relationship' to be normal, not this fucked up mind game that had no rules, no end, and definitely no winner.

Truthfully, I was just scared of loving another girl, which is why I tend to sleep around and cut them off if I suspect they are getting too close. It keeps me okay for awhile, content with smoking weed, and drinking, and having relationships with no strings attached, but Skyler changed that. She came out of left field, struck me when I was already down, and fucked up my own idea of what I thought was normalcy, and I couldn't tell if it was a test from god or a mercy killing.

I laid in bed, my back pressed against the wall, trying to gain distance from her on the claustrophobic twin sized mattress. I reach my hand out, hovering over her fullness of her cheeks, but I hesitate.

"Mm-" Skyler groans, throwing her arms over her head to stretch. Her eyes blink open, looking around the room before finally seeing me. "Mornin' " She giggles, her voice was hoarse and scratchy, but still sounded like a melody on my ears.

"Back at you." I responded, trying to sound like I wasn't just staring at her while she slept. Skyler rubs her eyes, turning herself on her back before raking through her hair so it splayed itself messily across the pillow.

Even with remnants of last nights makeup, she still managed to look ethereal like the black smudges around her eyes and the trail of dry tears on her cheeks we're purposely painted on.

Skyler's POV I awoke with a slight pounding in my head, my throat dry and gravelly. Surprised and slightly embarrassed that Ellie was already awake before I could shower or at least look less like the hot mess that I pictured in my head.

"How r' you feeling?" Ellie asked, her voice husky as ever like how it usually was in the morning.

"Oh- uh.." I hesitated. The flashbacks of what I vaguely remember from last night started to piece itself back together in my head.

"I'm good- just a headache." I rubbed my temple, downplaying the fact I felt like I hit pavement at high speeds.

I turn towards Ellie, resting my head on my hands that prayed beneath my cheek. I look over her side profile, somehow making her seem much younger from this angle.

Ellie felt my stares, turning her head towards me before giving me a smirk. "Like what you see?"

"Always." I said truthfully, bringing my tucked hand up, caressing her face with the back of my finger. "God-" I sigh, causing Ellie to furrow her eyebrow up in confusion. "-You are so pretty."The words spill past my lips, my finger trailing down to smooth over her bottom lip, plump and a dusty shade of pink.

Ellie's hand comes up to hold mine, placing a kiss to the back of it before turning towards me with her body. "Are you flirting with me?" She asks lowly, a grin hinted in her tone.

"Oh- shuddup.. I mean it Els."

Ellie's continues to to caress my hand that she held between us, glancing down occasionally at the intimacy she was displaying. Her eyebrows furrowed like she was deep in thought, a sadness that she seemed to be holding back.

"Let's go shower, yeah? Then we can go get some food." Ellie suggested, releasing my hand to rub the upper part of my arm.

Her offer seemed nice and considerate, but almost like she was purposely trying to get out of this situation, scared the tenderness of this moment would make her say something she wasn't ready to admit.

Not wanting to start a argument or push her too far, I nod and get up as Ellie did the same. I grab a clean sweatshirt and baggy jeans out of my drawer, not really going for fashion at this point just something decent and comfortable. Ellie grabbed her usual attire, denim skinny jeans and a black hoodie with a surfing company logo printed on the front.

"Ready?" Ellie asked, grabbing the door handle and turning to look at me. I confirm by giving a nod, following behind her as she lead us to the showers.

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"This one good?" Ellie points to a shower towards the back, confused that I didn't answer right away which made her look back at me.

"Oh- uh..." I hesitate, confused by what exactly she was implying.

"Oh! I mean we don't have to shower together- I just figure.." Ellie stutters, trailing on her words as embarrassment started to fill her cheeks.

She wanted to shower together? I don't know why this felt more intimate than all the things we've done together... all the things I've done. Ellie has seen me from every angle, every curve and crevice of my body and yet a shower is drawing the line?

My head spins at every possible worst case scenario that could happen... I slip and fall, splitting my head open, and die on the tiled ground, or maybe the harsh fluorescent lighting of the bathrooms makes me look less appealing to her. On the bright side, I get to see Ellie... fully nude, which I never thought would happen. I've tried picturing her naked, and I never could, maybe because it felt wrong. Ellie's dominance and her authoritative presence made it hard to even begin to imagine what was hidden underneath.

Ellie continued to stare at me while I looked between her and the shower. Her expression became more and more defeated with each passing second. "Y- yeah... that's fine." I said quietly, my cheeks flushed as I spoke.

Ellie's eyes light up, a smile on her face before she turns the knob and lets her hand run under the water to adjust the temperature to her satisfaction.

I start to undress, slipping the borrowed boxers off of my legs, looking around to assure that we were alone. Ellie does the same, starting with her grey hoodie and slipping it over her head with little effort. I take a unnoticeable deep breath before grabbing the bottom of the t-shirt I was wearing, lifting over my body and put in down neatly on the bench outside of the showers.

I step inside the shower to shield myself from anyone who may come in, folding my arms over my chest as I waited for Ellie. I watched her intensely as she very casually undressed herself, slipping off her sweatpants and tossing them to the side. I bit my lip as she moved her hands to the band of her sports bra, holding my breath in anticipation.

"You're staring." Ellies voice made me jolt my head up before I quickly turned around.

"Oh- sorry!"

Ellie let's a low chuckle from my very apparent awkwardness.

I leaned my head against the tiled wall, cursing myself under my breath. Could you be any more obvious? I mentally bombard myself, almost not noticing the sound of the shower curtain closing behind me and a warm presence pressing against my back.

"Is it too hot?" Ellie asked, putting her hands on my hips as she encourages me closer to the water.

"N-no...it's fine." I mumble absentmindedly, not paying attention to what she was saying. I was too focused on... other things.

My eyes travel from her hips and up, trailing along her bare chest freely, no clothes distracting from taking her in fully this time. Her breast were small, but not too small. They fit her body structure perfectly, perky and slightly muscular. Her skin on her chest was even more pale than the rest of her from lack of exposure, less freckles gathered in that area. The shade around her nipples were almost a mauve color, similar to an orchid.

I thought seeing her like this would make me less afraid, less intimidated by her, and make me realize she's only human, but it didn't. It just made me feel less and less in control.

I took my bottom lip between my teeth without notice, a hunger building inside me from the sight.

"My eyes are up here." Ellie said sarcastically, using her pointer and index finger to signal to her face.

"Sorry- I just.." I shake my head, rubbing my eyes to try and regain focus.

"What? Not what you imagined?" Ellie asked, a obvious cockiness in her voice.

She looked down at me through hooded eyes, using her hand to remove the hair that rested on my shoulder, leaving my neck exposed as she dipped her head down, placing a soft trail of kisses along the flesh.

Ellie pressed herself against me, holding me close as her hand cupped the fat of my ass, squeezing as she sucked the skin below my ear.

"Ellie.." I breath out, closing my eyes as I felt the skin of my neck being sucked between her lips and teeth.

"You want me to stop?" She pauses between pecks to mumble into my neck, only to continue shortly after.

A moan slips past my lips, echoing through the bathroom. Her touches felt more intense, slow and passionate, making it hard to push her away.

"N-no..." I stutter against my better judgment. My body was weak already from last night, definitely hungover and borderline lethargic, but I wouldn't pass up an opportunity like this.

"Good." Ellie said smugly, a low chuckle followed as she held on tightly to my ass with both hands, squeezing and spreading them apart.

Even under the warmth of the water,goosebumps covered my body. My hands moved in their own, caressing her all over, from her hips and up to her breast, squeezing it gently before I brought my hand to the nape of her neck.

I could tell Ellie was turned on by how her breathing changed, short and heavy as her chest rose and fell deeply. Her hands became more rough on my ass, tugging harshly before wedging her fingers between, rubbing between my fold from behind.

"Hhmm-" I whine, blinking up at her before bringing her down to connect our lips. My kiss is rough and demanding as she reciprocated with much more discipline, pulling away only to watch how my face changed. My brows furrowed, and my lips parted, needy and impatient as I reach for her again to reconnect our kiss.

"You want it that bad?" Ellie mocks me, her fingers slowly spreads me open from behind, sinking a finger into my pussy, but only half way.

"God- you're so wet. So fuckin' ready fr' me." Ellie huffed into my neck as I rest my cheek against her shoulder, my legs instinctively spreading further apart to give her easier access.

I felt her finger slip in, deep and slow strokes as she lazily fucked into me. I sink back on to her hand, slamming my ass against her wrist like a bitch in heat.

"P-please, Ellie... more.. I-I need more."

Ellie's free hand closes itself around my jaw, titling it up to her. Her eyes were dark, burning into me before she rushes to kiss me. Her lips were now less controlled, less resistant to hold back. Her tongue slithered into my mouth, feasting on my taste.

She added a second finger, pumping slowly and curling with each thrust. "O-oh my g-od-" I blabbered, breaking away from her to watch her focus intensify. Skilled fingers sinking deep into while her free hand moved to my hip, digging her fingers into my skin to hold me in place.

I watch her as she performs her magic, wet strands of hair slicked down to the sides of her face as jagged breaths leave her parted lips. I ached to touch her, to get her to feel the same sensation that she was doing to me. My hand slips down her torso, skimming over her breast and past her bellybutton. I use my index finger to wedge its self between her folds, collecting the slick of her excitement before slowly inserting it into her cunt.

"Fuck-" Ellie curses, resting her head on my shoulder. To my surprise she widens her stance, giving me the go ahead to continue.

I mimic her movements, deep and slow thrusts and only speeding up when she did. Ellie's fingers became sporadic inside me as she chased her high. I bit down on her shoulder, surprising the cries that I knew I couldn't hold back otherwise. In my fucked out state I palm at her breast, squeezing her nipple between my fingers before tugging at the swollen peak.

My knees felt weak as they struggled to keep me upright, wobbling slightly as my head started to fog. Ellie sensed this, pressing her body closer to mine as her hand wrapped around my waist to hold me up.

"Jus' like that, baby. Don't stop." Ellie said through jagged breaths, almost hissing as she clenched her teeth.

"Els- I'm gonna-" My grip on her bicep tightened, nails indenting crescent shapes into her skin.

"Me too- doin' so good fr' me, babygirl." Ellie cooed, kissing my neck in between each word.

Ellie's hips started to tense, bucking with each thrust of my fingers. She became more desperate, almost feral with each blow. Her stance widening even more as she fucked herself into my fingers. I wasn't any better shape. My body was felt like lead, heavy and stiff. If it wasn't for Ellie's grip on me I would've fainted from the thick, muggy air of the room.

I felt like a zombie, brainless and completely at the mercy of her, no.... It was different than that, more like two animals in heat just relying on instinct, instinct telling me I need to breed.

The soft puttering over the shower hitting the times below our feet could only drown out the sounds so much. Our moans sounded out in unison like a choir, Ellie's being much lower and held back as I sang a solo piece, crying out as wet *schloping* sounds came from the force of our fingers fucking into one another.

It became overwhelming, my head blurred as Ellie kept curling into my cervix, each blow getting me higher and higher, closer and closer to seeing stars. It always felt good with Ellie.. with her hands on me like this, but it felt different this time. It was slow, rough, but slow. It felt passionate, and natural in a way I didn't think was possible. I didn't care how I sounded or looked, knowing that Ellie found me desirable no matter what. It was also different from before because it wasn't just me at her mercy anymore. Ellie was at mine too.

Her usual dominant behavior was long gone, being replaced by this more domestic one. She was pliable, easily sculpted in my hands and it felt rewarding to see her in this way.

I became more forceful with my fingers, edging her closer to her climax that she desperately searched for and so did I. Using all the energy that I could muster to focus on keeping the rhythm. Her jaw hung open as her eyebrows furrowed upward, looking down through wet eyelashes before pulling me in to reconnect our lips.

Ellie sucked on my bottom lip, pulling away and releasing it to plop back in place. Her grip on my side tightened, her fingers stiffening into the fat of skin on my waist. Her hips rolled against my wrist that bounced off her clit with each thrust and then stiffened all together, becoming scattered and frenzied.

"O-oh fuck! Ellie!" I yell out this time, piercing the walls with my cries of bliss as we clamped into each other, bucking our hips as we climaxed in unison.

I feel her fingers slow inside me and I do the same, long and slow thrusts before we exit each others cunts.

"Fuu-" Ellie groans as my fingers slip out, stumbling slightly as she held onto my hips.

We took a few seconds to catch our breath, adjusting the water to be slightly cooler to keep us from fainting.

"Are you okay?" Ellie asks, immediately setting aside her own health to make sure I was fine.

"Pretty sure you bruised my hip from holding it so tight, but other than that I'm good." I chuckled, keeping my body stabilized against the wall of the shower.

Ellie laughed in return, taking a step forward to me, and held her hands on either side of my head, dipping her head down to plant a soft kiss before pulling away. "Wouldn't be the first time I've marked you." A cocky grin tugged on her lips as she spoke, causing my cheeks to burn up all over again.

I turn my head to burrow itself into her bicep out of embarrassment, not at all helping with the smile that grew bigger which each word that fell from her tongue.

"C'mon, let's get you cleaned up."

Ellie pulled my by my hand, gently placing me under the water. I study her gentle movements, lathering the soap on my loofa and brought it up to my chest, grazing over the skin before doing the same everywhere else, making sure not an inch of me was neglected.

I felt like she could combust from how hard I was staring, burning a hole right through her. Ellie was taking care of me, making sure I was being pampered. I felt like I was finally seeing the real her and not this character that she created to protect herself. She was kind, gentle and very much liked taking the role as a caregiver.

Maybe that's why I was so drawn to her. My biological father was never a grade A parent. He made that very clear when he left my mom and I when I was 8, leaving us in a fucked up living situation to get high on whatever he could get his hands on, not to mention the emotional abuse he'd lay on my mom and I on the daily. Had a bad day at work? He'd spew the most horrid shit when he got home. Truck broke down? No worries, he'd know just the thing to let off steam.

My mother tried her best, and she was the best, but my father left emotional scares on her that she never healed from. I grew up with a absent father, but for some reason it always hurt worse when it came to my mom. She was always there physically, but never emotionally.

"There-" Ellie stood back, looking me up and down like she was admiring a new paint job on a car. "Feelin' better?" Ellie meet my eyes, anticipation written all over her face.

I smile widely at her before nodding appreciatively. "Can I do you?"

"Uh- you kinda already did." Ellie teases, flashing a toothy grin. I mumble a shut up, punching her in the arm as she pretended to rub it in pain.

"Please?" I puff my bottom lip in an exaggerated pout.

Ellie's eyes roll, but a smile on her lips said otherwise. "You know I can't say no to you."

My eyes light up. I hurried to grab her body wash, eyeing over the assortment of bottles on the floor. I held one up that was obviously marketed towards men, a black and grey bottle with only a small splash of blue on the front that read the name of the scent.

"Really? Axe 3 in 1?" I chuckle, holding up the bottle towards her.

"What? It's convenient!" Ellie's voice raised in defense which only made me laugh harder.

"Sorry, sorry-" I wipe a tear from my eye as I held back more laughter. "It's cute. I like it."

I take a step forward so we were chest to chest, lathering the soap before bringing it up to her. I start with her arms, following the curves of her muscles and bringing the poof over her traps. I do a double take at her, hovering the loofa over her chest before making contact with her skin. Ellie raised an eyebrow at my hesitation before grinning, which caused me to look away, taking a deep inhale through my nose as I made contact with the skin.

I make slow circular motions over her clavicle and bring it down to do the same to her breasts. Goosebumps formed on her skin, and her nipples hardened from the soft brushes. I catch myself looking for a little too long, mentally shaking my head and clearing my throat, moving on to other parts of her body.

We finish and dress ourselves quickly, walking past a group of girls that definitely saw us leaving the same shower based on their judgmental glares. Ellie and I shook it off, laughing to ourselves and not really giving it a second thought as we made our way back to the dorm.

"Where do you wanna go eat?" Ellie asked, throwing her dirty clothes at the end of her bed before sitting down.

"Oh uh... anywhere is fine. I'm not picky. Plus I don't really know the area that well." I take a seat across of her on my bed, drying my hair with a towel.

Ellie leaned back, blowing air through her lips as she contemplated. "I know a good burger place, If you're down for that?"

I squeal unintentionally, bouncing my knees in excitement at the thought of the choice. "Yes! Oh-my-fucking god, please! That sounds so good right now."

Ellie giggles at my obvious excitement, lowering her head, feeling proud of herself for the suggestion.

Ellie observes me while I dry and brush my hair, mentally taking notes how I bring my hair over my shoulder and run a brush through it, tugging at the tangles that got in the way of each stroke.

"Can I?" Ellie asked, her voice became soft and went up a pitch from her question.

I looked at her confused, my eye squinting together from my lack of understanding why'd she even want to. "I-I guess so."

Ellie stood from the bed and took a few steps towards my side of the room before sitting down next to me. I hand the bright pink, glittery brush to her, suddenly feeling ashamed at the choice of color before turning my back towards her.

Ellie's hands gather the hair, pulling it all back so it laid before her. Her touch was painfully gentle, scared she'd snag me. "You can go harder you know." I said slightly teasing her.

"It's gonna hurt." He huffed through her nose, sounding slightly annoyed that I would suggest something that could hurt me. She sounded parental almost, like she knew what was best for me. I smile down at my half crossed leg, a giddy feeling bubbling inside my stomach.

For a moment, I think about the events of last night. The man I've already forgotten the name of, his blood smeared and stained on her knuckles. My smile falters from my lips as I remember the look on her face while she's doing it, while I'm crying out for her to stop.

"There.... turn around. Let me see you." Ellie's voice and the sound of the brush hitting the wood of the nightstand made me jolt my head  up, mentally erasing the memories that happened less than 24 hours ago.

I stand, swiveling around to look over Ellie from her still seated position. I avoid her gaze as she observed, eyeing me up and down. A satisfied smirk grew on her lips as she stood.

"Alright- let's get you fed, princess." Ellie said, pulling a hair tie off her wrist before holding it between her teeth, pulling her hair back messily before securing it with the band. There was no method to her technique, just bunching the hair together and getting it out of her face. I couldn't help but gawk at the little effort she put into her appearance, and yet still managed to be the most beautiful girl I've ever met.

"What's wrong?" Ellie's concerned tone lifted me of my day dream.

"Wha-? Nothing. Let's go." I clear my throat, looking away and exit our dorm with Ellie following behind.

Now that the hangover was finally subsiding, I kept thinking about what had happened. I should be terrified of Ellie after I saw her like that. I should be running to the hilltop, sprinting for as long as my legs could carry me, but yet, I did that. I was terrified from the blood spatter and the pure hostile rage that radiated off of Ellie in that moment, but at the same time I was fascinated, overjoyed even that she did that for me. Maybe my own moral compass isn't as good as I thought it was because what the fuck with wrong with me..