Housemates

Chapter 69

Ellie touched Mia carefully, stroking her, while Mia kept playing her game.

Ellie felt confident. She felt like she knew what to do. Touching like this, from behind with her arm around Mia, that was almost the same and touching herself. She knew how softly to touch, when Mia had just come, and where not to touch, and all the ways to slither her fingers around to reach all the parts of Mia.

She knew how to touch so exactly that it was almost like touching herself.

She could feel how similar they were, and how ever so slightly different they were as well. She was a little surprised Mia felt different to her at all, and surprised she could remember clearly enough to know that.

She touched Mia carefully, and kissed Mia’s neck, and waited to see what Mia was going to do.

Mia seemed to understand. “I’m just going to finish this game,” she said, after a moment, in a shaky voice. “Because it’s rude to everyone else not to finish.”

“Okay.”

“It’s a thing,” Mia said. “Like it leaves them one person down, so it’s really bad manners to stop.”

“Fair enough.”

“Then I’m going to do you.”

“Good,” Ellie whispered, and kissed Mia’s ear.

“I’m going to fuck you like you can’t imagine,” Mia said. “Like what you just did to me.”

“But fucking me?” Ellie said, wanting to make sure. Probably sounding more wanting than she’d meant to, but then not caring.

Mia smiled. She was facing the screen, facing away from Ellie, but Ellie could see the side of her face, enough to see the smile.

“Doing whatever to you,” Mia said. “Doing anything you want me to do to you. Until you can’t think.”

“I’m glad,” Ellie said.

“I mean,” Mia said. “Assuming you think it’s been a long enough wait it isn’t obvious any more why I’m stopping.”

“I think so,” Ellie said. “I hope so.”

“You’re sure?”

“I don’t really care.”

Mia grinned.

“You’ll say something when you go, though, won’t you?” Ellie said.

“Just I’m tired and crashing,” Mia said.

Ellie nodded.

“But I don’t have to if you aren’t sure,” Mia said. “If you don’t want to take chances.”

“I’m sure.”

“Are you? I don’t have to.”

Ellie kept moving her fingers, kept sliding them against Mia all slippery and careful. “You’d better,” she whispered. “You’d so completely better.”

Mia laughed, which made Ellie proud.

Mia played, and Ellie touched her, and thought about where her hand was. She thought about how sexy that was, to actually touch Mia, and later, about how Mia seemed to able to come more than once. If Ellie kept touching Mia, Ellie thought, then maybe Mia would again. Maybe she would later, while she did Ellie, which was a very sexy thought too.

Ellie almost couldn’t wait. She didn’t want to wait, even though Mia was busy.

She wanted to start for herself.