𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧 **𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐱 OC **

i want to kiss you

guys i warned that there was going to be some sexual activity so if you are uncomfortable, maybe skip the beginning - middle.
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Eloise's eyes were glossy and she looked at Tristan and shook her head yes. Tristan got the shampoo in his hands and rubbed it through her hair and did the same with the conditioner, before helping her rinse her hair off.

"My hands shake a lot when I'm nervous and I used the pills for that because I started to realize that I didn't feel as overwhelmed with everything when I took a few," Eloise admitted, shielding her eyes from the soap coming down as he rinsed her hair.

Tristan watched as the soap went down her upper back and said, "You don't have to explain why, I get it. It's just it's not healthy for you. I just don't want to see that anything's happened to you." Eloise turned towards him as he put down the water he put into her hair, and turned it off completely. Tristan got up and turned his face to the side as Eloise put some of her weight onto his shoulders and he gave her the towel to wrap around herself. He walked out so she could have her privacy and she patted down her hair with the towel.

Eloise put on an oversized T-shirt that had a random Tom & Jerry cartoon with shorts as she braided her hair. She let the one braid go off her shoulder to the back and she began to walk out the bathroom to see Tristan waiting at the door.

"I want to kiss you right now, I wanted to kiss you when you were in the bath, I wanted to kiss you at the party, and I want to kiss you," Tristan said.

Eloise started moving closer to him, and Tristan let his mouth touch hers. Eloise pulled him in to a deeper, more passionate kiss. They could smell the alcohol off of each other but it didn't matter.

Tristan's hand went down from her soft back to her butt and they crashed onto the bed. Tristan kissed down her neck and pulled off his shirt. He continued to kiss down her neck and Eloise made little moans as he did. She ran her fingers through his hair and contracted her body with each kiss laid on her skin. Eloise's fingers moved from his hair to sliding across his back. They were both breathing in sync. Tristan then looked down at her shirt, motioning if he could take it off of her. Eloise got up slightly and removed her shirt with his help, flinging it to the side. Tristan kissed down the middle of her body, keeping eye contact with her as she let out small moans. He kept his hand rubbing down her body as he got lower. Eloise lifted his chin from her body to meet her face, and she kissed him before saying, "Take your pants off."

Tristan smirked and said, "Are you sure?" Eloise nodded and Tristan got up and unbuckled his pants and threw them to the side to get fully on the bed and continue to kiss her. Eloise got them both up and started kissing his neck, Tristan's fingers traced down her back, sending chills through her body. She stopped as he put her down and shook off her shorts while kissing the side of her waist, staying a little longer to leave a mark. Eloise smiled and Tristan said, "Is there anything you like or prefer before I do anything?"

Eloise furrowed her eyebrows and said, "I don't know, it's my first time," Tristan let his smirk wipe off and started to lean back, licking the back of his bottom teeth and looking to the side. Tristan looked at her face and said, "I'm really tired maybe we should just sleep."

Eloise paused and then nodded; covering herself, Tristan handed her shirt to her and she put it back on. She turned away from him lying in fetal position. Tristan threw back on some pants and lay facing her, hesitant on whether he should reach out to her or leave her be.

Tristan did want to touch Eloise, he wanted to know every spot on her body as if it was his own. But hearing that Eloise never had done anything made Tristan feel guilty as he realized that Eloise probably waited to do it with someone "special." For it to be special to her. She is wasted and so is he, so would she regret it? Would she regret spending the night with someone like him?

Tristan didn't want her to feel she could have done better and not wasted her first time on someone like him. She used to talk on being someone's first everything as she had done nothing to keep it to be with one person, Tristan had done many things, not in the mindset that it had to be one person. Eloise was different. Eloise was special. If  Tristan could, he'd put her into a little glass jar and shield her from the world, shelter her from all the hate, all the cruelty, all her hurt so she never had to feel disappointed in anything again. Tristan had always liked her but could never picture sleeping with her, she was too full of beauty and energy to ever be seen nothing more than someone he could sleep with.

Tristan grunted and put his hand down from reaching to her. It wasn't her, it was him. Eloise was perfect and if she needed someone special, it wouldn't have been him. Eloise looked at the window, and held in this embarrassment she had. He had no problem getting it on with other pretty girls but he couldn't with her. She felt hurt more so that he didn't say anything before, that he got her hopes up high. She felt tear roll down her face and she thought on how perfect it would have been. Tristan was not just anybody, Eloise wanted her first everything to be him. Eloise wanted him to see her as he saw everyone he got with. She wanted him to see that she wasn't just his friend.

Tristan touched her arm finally and said, "Good night, E." Eloise moved her arm towards her body and did not reply, trying to act like she was sleeping but instead sniffling.

"I'm sorry," Tristan said, and he turned away from her to face his door. He closed his eyes and breathed, Eloise looked back at him and turned her body back to the window.

Tristan sighed and fell asleep. Eloise stayed up for what felt like the whole night but eventually fell asleep beside him.