Housemates

Chapter 85

Mia was lying on Ellie’s side of the bed, and Ellie wasn’t sure if she cared enough she to ask Mia to move over.

She decided not. It would be petty to ask, and she didn’t really care. She was just glad Mia was here. She went around to the other side and pulled back the covers. She didn’t think she’d been obvious, but Mia must have noticed her hesitate.

“Shit,” Mia said. “I should move.”

“You’re fine.”

“I will. I don’t mind.”

Ellie shook her head, and got in quickly, before Mia could start sliding over.

“That was rude,” Mia said. “Sorry, just at home…”

“I don’t care,” Ellie said, and leaned over and kissed Mia. “I want you here, wherever you’re lying.”

Mia smiled. “Good,” she said, quietly.

Ellie smiled back.

They had been talking louder, Ellie realized. Once they weren’t thinking about being quiet while they had sex, they’d gone back to talking in normal voices. Now, in bed, they were being quieter, and whispering again.

Ellie liked the whispering. It made everything seem secret and private.

She sat for a moment, thinking. Her hand cream was on the other beside table, over beyond Mia. Ellie pointed. “Could you pass that?”

Mia rolled, and looked backwards, and then reached out and did. Ellie squirted some into her hand, and held it out towards Mia. “Want some?”

Mia nodded, and Ellie squeezed out a gob for her too too. She put the tube on the nearer beside table, and rubbed cream into her hands. Mia did the same. It was nice, Ellie thought. Both of them moisturising together.

Ellie was still sitting up, mostly out the covers. She finished off her hands by wiping the last of the cream onto her neck and shoulders. Mia watched.

Mia was watching Ellie’s bare chest, Ellie realized.

“That’s all you’re wearing?” Mia said, sounding amused. Almost as if she understood why Ellie was like that.

Ellie grinned. She didn’t care that much. It was still fun, even if they both knew why. She shrugged. Purposely hard, so she moved. “I usually just sleep like this,” she said.

“Oh,” Mia said, grinning. Grinning like she knew it was a lie.

It was a lie. A complete lie. Ellie usually wore an old tee shirt, but she liked the idea that Mia might think otherwise. It wasn’t a lie if they both knew without saying, Ellie thought. It was sarcasm.

“That isn’t true,” Ellie said suddenly, because she didn’t want to lie to Mia about anything.

“Yep,” Mia said. “I got that.”

Ellie smiled, and Mia smiled back.

Ellie looked past Mia at the lamp. She needed to reach past Mia to turn it off. She thought about just asking Mia to, then leaned over anyway.

Mia seemed to realize why. “Want me to?” she said

Ellie shook her head, and reached over, stretching. She hadn’t really planned it that way, but she ended up half on Mia as she did, her breast sliding over Mia’s chest. Mia lay there, seeming not to mind. She probably didn’t, since she was interested in chests.

Ellie reached the light, and switched it off. The room was suddenly dark. Dark, and strangely intimate as well. Ellie felt closer to Mia in the darkness. She stayed where she was for a moment, lying on top of Mia, feeling Mia’s warmth. Then she slid back to where she’d been. She didn’t want to squash Mia. She didn’t want to be a nuisance if Mia was actually going to sleep.