Guilty Pleasure

Moody

The one day I decide to be a good student... and it rains. Not just some light mist like it usually did on this campus, but a thick heavy rain that soaked my clothes as soon as I stepped in it. It didn't help that the temperature dropped as I began to shake. I was happy to have driven that day, and only needed to wait for my friend to hop in.

I sat down slowly in my car's cloth seats hoping that it wouldn't soak too much water from my clothes. I could only imagine the wet smell that would cling for days

When I heard the splashes coming from the side walk I quickly turned my keys and blasted the heat, and my friend came in at the same time. She threw her bag in the back seat and gazed at me with a mischievous grin.

"How was lab?"

"Fine. I have chemicals all over me though... and blood." I pulled the car from the curb and began our drive home. "but it was interesting"

"Sounds right up your ally. Isn't that what you STEM people understand most?"

The question hit a nerve more than anything, so I held my lips tight happy the drive was short, as my temper was growing similar. The car door I closed slammed louder making Amory Jump. She pushed the damp hair from her face and ran after me to the elevator.

Each echo of her step seemed to irritate me more and I was honestly longing for a hot shower and my own room. My blue lights, the TV, and finally a meal... I haven't eaten all day. But for now I dealt with the hurried echo of Amory's shoes in the garage. Her hand slowly reached for my shoulder, and I drew away.

"Why are you trying to touch me."

"Was it something I said?" She looked concerned and present, but I turned to the elevator pushing for up. "I'm sorry if it was..."

"How can you be sorry if you don't know what you are sorry for?" My left eyebrow raised at her. The elevator doors slowly opened, and we stepped in. It was a long ride to the top floor, but it was quiet. I was surprised no other students got on until I remembered most of them were still in classes on campus or in their rooms.

My boots sunk into the old floors of the building hallways until I unlocked my own apartment and pushed my way inside. The curtains were drawn closed and there was not one stream of light coming from the outside. I stripped off the damp clothes and kicked off my boots heading for the shower.

"You're still here with me?" My tone came out harsher than I wanted but Asha stood unfazed.

"Would you rather me leave?" she asked aggressively. We made eye contact in the mirror, and I simply went to step into the shower. Asha scoffed clearly annoyed and pulled me from the stall.

"Nay why can't you just tell me what is wrong with you?"

"It's nothing. It was just my class today..." My sight shifted from hers and she became even more pissed.

"I don't believe you" She grinned. "Since when has Lab made you this irritated. A dissection at that. You love those"

Asha gently pushed me backwards into the shower as she stripped herself.

"If you wanted my help all you had to do was ask." Her nude body press behind mine and her head rested on my shoulder. Her gentle breath brushed against my neck every exhale running down my center.

"How could you possibly help me, Asha? This isn't exact an easy class..."

"I see that" Her hands began kneading my shoulders, but I can help you in many other ways." She whispered in my ear.

"Are you assuming that I should want your help relaxing?" I asked keeping my voice low.

"Not so much 'want' my help. I prefer the word 'Need'" Her fingertips traveled from my navel down. I sucked in more air trying to hold myself, but it all became stuck right when she played with the water dripping from my thighs. Her other hand though reached for her washcloth and then the soap.