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Evara Held back her hair as she continued vomiting into the downstairs bathroom. Callum had been upstairs showering his lust away, if he were to hear Evara throwing up he would've been assisting her but she refused to worry him anymore.
The smell of the food she had just shoved down her throat had been exiting upwards so quickly. The smell was so excruciating to her liking as she closed the top of the toilet seat lid, feeling herself flow empty. She looked underneath the sink looking at the packaged toothbrushes grabbing one and the boxed toothpaste. He alway had spares in every bathroom, said it was usually for guest. Now that Evara was brushing off the vomit residue, she remembered how he's never had any actual guest over. Not even a peeping tom once in a while. She felt like an open book to him. He's heard her mother, seen her friends and parts of her that should've stayed beneath the surface. She has yet to even come into contact with a friend of his that's not a co worker.
Once she figured her mouth was clear from the lingering vomit she took out Ben. Watching him resume his business in the backyard and play around for a while. Once she got drowsy again she went back inside, refilling Ben's water and food bowl then going back upstairs to change into sleep clothes, she felt too nauseous to shower.
Her white silk lingerie rubbed against her smooth brown skin, she approached the bed watching Callums eyes follow her. She bit her lower lips aching for his warmth and the soft bed.
"You alright?" He asked
She said nothing, sitting down one leg folded into her inner thigh.
"Yea, just don't feel very well.." she confessed
"Ah...something you ate?" He asks with a confused expression
"Yea. I think maybe the food you made me shove down earlier.." she sighs with an attitude.
He rolls his eyes.
"Excuse me then for worrying about-"
"That's the thing cal..I really don't need you to tell me what to do with my body" she cut him off
A look she hasn't seen before rose upon his face, he was holding his tongue. He shook his head and looked away.
"I'm sorry.." she whispers beneath the silence.
"I know, you care..that's all, I just- I'm sorry" she says attempting to get at least a glance from him. Evara was growing in her intelligence manipulating Callum, it breezes by his eyes as he inevitably felt remorse instead of self indulgence. She placed her lips on his cheek, then to his lips.
He pulled away, zipping his lips together tight. His blue eyes resembled drowsiness with a lingering resemblance of different perspectives of pain.
"What is it?" She questioned with a miserable tone, Evara went back in as he pulled away again.
"I just think you should get some rest Evs" he sighed looking away from her.
She sighed looking down, regardless of showing empathy and compassion towards a man when it comes to love Evara knows her way through their lustful gutter like mind. Despite Callums respect for the Evara, he was still a man with needs at the end of the day. She placed her hand on his lower abdomen going down slowly in attempt to keep his eyes locked on her. She patted him down as he twirled his tongue in his mouth as usual when he'd get frustrated, the word "Stop" was at the tip of his tongue until she finally grabbed his full length in her hand, he gasped slightly as she got lower moving down onto her stomach she enjoyed watching his face twist and tinker with lust. She moved the blanket fully down taking him immediately into her mouth. He looked up and took his eyes off of her, he started to feel guilty that this was her form of an apology when it came to him.
He wished for it to be breakfast when he awakened or anything with actual meaning. He also lingered with animosity within himself, at the end of the night who'd turn down head.
The room was dim, his warm lights weren't the only thing fading as the night grew much darker outside, Evaras self passion started to fade into the darkness.
When Evara returned from beneath him after draining him completely, he hadn't even looked at her once. She lingered with despair, he fixed himself back into his undergarments as he tuned over on his side completely.
The flicker of hope she had was blown out by his self animosity and ego. Anyone were to assume he'd be playing mind games in his own head. She looked down at her chest covered in his residue as she looked over next to her in the night stand taking a package of wipes out wiping it off and cleaning herself with it a second wipe. She tossed it into the trash wishing she could toss the lingering feeling of misery along with it.
This was just the beginning. She instantly felt a wave of drowsiness hit her as she quickly lied back into bed sinking herself into his sheets drifting away as tears left her eyes the more she thought about her situation.
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