Lilith has had a rough life.
Neglected
forced to grow up young,
and distant form most of her peers alongside from two of her friends who are more enticed by the thought of popularity than anything else. Though after she met Scott everything chang...
The next morning, I woke to and sore body. He had not ceased throughout the night, neither did I. My wrists were quite sore from being pinned down by Scott. I never really realized how sex made people selfish up till now or the act of doing something dangerous. I had the feeling of fulfillment, desire and satisfaction. This dive could get someone to kill.
I slid into his shirt; it was large on my body. I fell asleep soundly in his arms last night so easily that it amazed me that the next day had come so quickly the sun already shiny in the sky. There was a smile placed on my face as I replayed the events from last night in my mind on repeat and giggled at the moments, we embarrassed ourselves.
The experience was quite comfortable. It was flawed in its own way that it was perfect I loved it dearly. I stood in the doorway of the shed looking into the distance ahead. I turned back to look at Scott I noticed I had taken the only thing that was covering him. He was a Demigod. I giggle at the moment. If you were to bring this up in a few years I still may laugh, now I see myself as a matured young woman. I was no longer just a bookworm, now a passionate mini sleuth. I figure that he would more than likely prefer a blanket I got one down from the loft. I covered him, before walking to the house to get something to eat. I was unaware at the fact that this activity would make one feel like they're starving.
As I proceed to look though the cabinets, I had found some saltines, instant oatmeal and some instant coffee. I made myself a coffee do to needing some energy and some apple oatmeal I took a moment to walk the house and came to realize the amount that had happened. I finished and placed my dirty dishes in the sink and washed them. I proceeded to take a shower in my bathroom upstairs. I smelt like nature and hay. This did not mix very well with sweat. I turned on the water and then a music playlist before I stepped into the warm water to clean myself. I heard a sound I clutched my loofa tightly and slid open the glass door. Room empty. A shot of paranoia flooded my veins as I washed my hair face and body quickly than I ever have I was cold from the door still being open. I went to close it but I felt a hand stop me them entering the shower with me. I was close to hitting whomever this was, I couldn't see from the burning of soap inside my eyes. I came to realize it was just Scott.
"Ah I see how it is." "I thought you were asleep." I say out of embarrassment. "How could I sleep after that?" He turned me around to help me finish rinsing my hair and putting in my leave in conditioner. "Now I will admit you're tiring."
I felt his lips on my neck and upper back before I feel him wrap his arms around me.
"How do you feel?" "Like I have ran the longest marathon in my whole life." "Are you okay with-" "I'm more than perfect" "Would you maybe want to..."
Even though he hadn't finished his sentence. I was aware of what he wanted to say. I nodded, pulling him to me kissing him once more. Scott slips trying to find a way to hold himself up, managing to somehow make the water boiling. Somehow, we didn't even realize, steam filled the room as we we're unaware what lurked outside the door.
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