only yours[ᵒⁿ ʰᵒˡᵈ]

chapter 23

CILIA EROS

"CLASS DISMISSED." The words that make my day, quite literally. Alyssa grabs me by my arm, dragging me towards the little café on campus, going on about how our English processor gives up far too much work. She's not wrong.

There's one more day till break, yes we break up midweek. I'm not even sure if I want to come back to college but I know I have to. I will for him. Anyways, since it's so close to break our teachers have been loading a shit ton of work on us all.

"Cilia are you even listening to me?" I'm brought out of my trance to see Alyssa giving me an annoyed look. I shake my head. "Ugh seriously? Whatever I'm not repeating what I said I'm too lazy. Do you need me to look after Marlene tonight?" She asks, wiggling her eyebrows with a suggestive look.

I let out a small laugh, thanking the waitress who hands me my hot chocolate—cheeks turning red after hearing our conversation. "If you don't mind.." I drag out and she smirks.

"So this guy from before, is he your boyfriend again? Or are you just screwing around?" She bombards me with questions and I shake my head, dropping it to the table. I soo my hot chocolate to avoid her questioning but she takes it away from me. I frown at her, "answer my questions!"

"I guess, I mean yeah he is. We're taking it slow." I say, shrugging my shoulders.

"Yeah totally taking it slow, that's why you're going to his to get fucked yeah?" She rolls her eyes. My own widen slightly, almost laughing at her bluntness but holding back.

"You're disgusting."

"Yeah well I'm telling the truth." She shrugs, shoving a chip into her mouth, "so did he tell you what time to go over to his?" She asks with a mouth full of food making me scrunch my face up.

"Gross." I groan with distaste, "yeah, eight." I reply.

She swallows her mouth full of food, "so definitely a dick appointment. Are you staying at his for a night in or..going out?" She asks me.

"It's not—whatever. We're staying in I suppose, he didn't specify anything." I say, she nods slowly before standing up and holding her hand out to me. She drag me out of the seat and all the way back to our shared dorm, with me protesting on the way. "Alyssa you're going to make me spill my hot chocolate!"

"Right, sit down!" She shoves me onto her bed, my eyes gauging at her orders. I hold my hands up in surrender, she shakes her head tutting and walks over to my wardrobe. "Okay, so comfy clothes but not too comfy. They have to be attractive, maybe you should even wear lingerie underneath to spice things up in the bedroom." She winks at me.

If only you knew.

What would be her reaction to the playroom, or well..the kinky shit we both endure? She thinks lingerie will spice things up, oh just if she knew. She throws my matching white lazy crop top and baggy pants—then my brown jacket on top to protect me from the chilly weather of late early November.

"I like that, it's cute." I contribute to the whole closet ripping and she nods her head in satisfaction.

"Of course you do, I chose it." She smiles at her work, hurrying me into the bathroom to change. I do as she says, looking in the mirror as my shaken up state. Knotty hair, half my makeup melted off and my tits hanging free without my bra. Once I change the residue of makeup on my face is removed and redone with a more relaxed natural face.

I step out and she wiggles her finger for a spin, I obey and she slaps my ass on the midway; making me squeal, turn to her and push her away. She laughs whilst falling back on her bed, laughing harder when Marlene jumps on her head to relax. "You have got one clingy cat." She mumble under the heaps of fur.