6 - chicken? Chicken 🐔🐓

Auroras pov

The party has died down, like the sun that's now completely hidden. It's bitch black outside, and now me and the three triplets are the only ones here. Great.

"LETS PLAY CHICKEN!!! Eliana screams, her and Sunday walking into the pool to get ready. She spots me, "Roar come on, and Demi! We need four people"

My lips twist to the side at the mention of her name as I wade into the shallow end. Just what I needed to clear my mind of the girl. A splitting image of her head between someone's thighs.

She gets in the pool a minute later, standing awfully close to me. But she radiates calmness, indifference. Which only makes me feel stupid as I feel my heart beat pick up, slamming into my chest at just the nearness of this girl. I didn't react like this when that guy from earlier was near me, not even when he whispered the dirty stuff he wanted to do.

Demitra laughs lightly, her hands adjusting her hair that's wrapped in a bun, "At least Noah's not here, that giants the only reason you kept winning."

It's the first time I've heard her voice, for that long at least, and now I'm suddenly aware that it could be my thighs her head is between. And the image has got me feeling like fire, even standing dead smack in a fucking pool. So panicking, and unused to ever feeling like this, to someone making me feel like this, I grab Eliana.

"I'll be Eli's partner, makes sense since we're the closest in height." It's a good enough excuse for thinking on my feet, and it's not like it's a lie.

"Oh my gosh yes! Who needs Noah when you have this hottie?" She says cockily towards Demitra as she slings an arm around me.

Demitra doesn't say anything to that, her gaze turning bored as she slides it onto me. As if assessing herself if what Eliana says is true.

Sunday walks over to Demitra, "Perfect, teams are set!" And then giggles slightly, "thanks, Rors, for taking her. Eli grips your legs SO hard!"

I turn to glare at Eliana. Who merely shrugs, a smirk plastered on her face.

"Okay come on, get on my shoulders," she says, ducking under the water.

Demitra's pov

Aurora is on top of Eli. And god, is the sight hot. Her thighs are covered in water droplets, on either side of my sister's head. And her body is illuminated by the flashing party lights.

With a hand tangled in Eli's hair, she shifts her hips to adjust herself, leaning down to whisper something in her ear that makes Eliana bark with laughter. I trace every single movement, like I'll be painting the scene later.

Not even Sunday's weight can hide this stupid, burning feeling in my stomach.

"Three, two, one, GO!!" Sunday screams, causing Eliana to come running at me. Both her and Aurora are a laughing mess.

"STOP MOVING, WERE GONNA FALL!" Eli says, tightening her grip on Auroras upper thighs.

"AHH!" Sunday screeches, arms flailing as her and Aurora push each other.

"WAIT WAIT TIME OUT!" she says and makes Eli step back, her grip ever tightening.

Aurora whines, her face in visible pain, and her breath hitching on a throaty "fuckk" as she slides her hands up and down her thighs.

My body starts reacting against my will.

"Eli! you're literally bruising my legs!" She lightly hits the top of Eliana's head. And then she looks up, catching me staring.

We stay like that for a minute, the familiar feeling of not being able to breathe, coming back whenever she's around. And then something flashes in her eyes, realization? Before she tilts her head and slightly cocks an eyebrow. A smug and somehow unsure look on her face.

—— timeskip, 5 minutes later ——

Sunday finally lands a good push on Aurora, while both her and Eli are laughing so hard it'd be impossible to stay up anyway. And the pair flip backwards.

When she comes above the water, Auroras hair is drenched, now looking black. She hoists herself onto the ledge behind her, legs spread, the tips of her feet hanging in the water, as she breathes heavily. Her arms support her from behind, and there are strands of hair sticking to her face, neck, and chest.

Eliana climbs out of the water too, grabbing a towel from the fence and starting to rub herself dry. But I'm stuck watching the girl in front of me.

Her eyes are focused on something in the distance as she pants. So I take advantage and look at her as closely as I want.

Every spot where the fabric of her bikini clings to her skin, the way my favorite color looks on her, the faint purple marks dotting her upper thighs where my sister marked.

I get annoyed as I feel myself getting more and more affected by her. And for a moment I let my mind wander, looking at the marks and pretending someone other than Eliana left them. That someone else was digging into her skin enough to show proof, a reminder of the moment.

But then I reel it in, the heat pooling in my stomach I choose to blatantly ignore. I liked seeing her react to me. So slowly, I get closer to her.

"Wow, Aurora, I didn't know you and Isaac hit it off so good at that party. Is that why your thighs are so sore?" I say slyly, her brown eyes immediately snapping to mine.

One rise and fall of her chest, then two. And then she narrows her eyes at me, "Go fuck yourself."

I tilt my head. "You're more fun when you're mad."

Neither of us say anything. I know she feels it too. And time seems to stretch on and on, the pool and the fence seemingly closing in on us. The air feels too thick, like with Auroras presence, there's not enough room around me.

Eliana is the one to break the silence. "Hey, Roar, where'd your bag go?"

She stays seated, not breaking eye contact with me. And I'm half tempted to get even closer, even if I feel like I'm drowning. "I put it on the table in the kitchen."

"It's not there! You sure you didn't move it?" Eli calls back.

Finally, the girl stands up, going into the house without a second glance back. Sunday comes up to me. Her brows drawn in. "What's up with this weird tension between you to? Come on, Demi, you gotta get over the dress. I know they don't make it anymore, but Rors is actually really funny and fun—"

"I'm not mad about the dress." I say plainly, but she doesn't look convinced.

Aurora comes back visibly irritated, Eliana at her heels. She takes several deep breaths, and I know she's trying to calm herself.

"My bag is gone. So I have no towel or change of clothes." She smooths her hand over her hair.

"Oh my gosh! Do you have your phone and wallet??" Sunday asks, joining her with Eliana as they crowd around her.

Aurora nods. "Yeah, everything except my clothes. Luckily I kept my phone and wallet in my car."

Sunday immediately perks up. "Wait- Demi always packs extra clothes!"

Everyone turns towards me. Do I have extra clothes? Yeah, always. But do I want to give them to Aurora?

I'd much rather get some payback first.

Taking the bundle of clothes from my bag, I smirk at her as I toss them up and down.

"Beg for them."

Eliana and Sunday immediately jump in. "Come on Demitra, don't be mean"

Aurora stays still, staring at me. There's no anger in her eyes, something.. different.

I shift my attention to my sisters. "If I'm supposed to go fuck myself, the least she can do is go beg a little, don't you think?"

"Demitra Mia Kalogeras, can you please give Roar your clothes?" Sunday says.

I wonder if she feels like a kid. Having everyone stick up for her. So tough and rude, right? She can't even defend herself, she's been silent this whole time.

I definitely feel a little childish, arguing about something so stupid like this. So narrowing my eyes, I hold out the T-shirt and sweats.

Auroras pov

I don't know what Demitra is doing, or why. But I know that it's driving me crazy.

Beg for them.

I think back to when she said those words. And I wonder, standing there, how willing I'd be.

But now's not the time for that. I walk to Demitra's outstretched hand, and hesitantly, not wanting to give her any satisfaction, taken the clothes from her.

——

The bathroom door shuts with a click. And finally the world outside is drowned out, letting me breath steadily the first time tonight.

I slowly strip, peeling my wet bathing suit off me. And look towards the two pieces of clothing Demitra gave me.

I guess we're going without undergarments.

Her clothes hang the tiniest bit loose. But otherwise are soft and warm and- I look at myself in the mirror.

This feels way more intimate than it should. I mentally prepare myself to go out there, taking a deep breath, but instead all I gain is a waft of Demitra's scent.

Demitra's pov

Aurora comes out of the bathroom, her hair is tousled and wet, my T-shirt and sweats sticking to her body in the spots where her skin is still slick.

Fuck.

Keep it together, I tell myself. But my body isn't listening. My eyes rake over her before I can stop them. Something slow starts to build, swirling in my stomach as her eyes find mine again.

She gives me a long, unsure look, her pace picking up as she goes to Eliana.

This is bad, I think as I watch her walk away. But it's the kind of bad I don't want to stop.

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