Ellie kissed Mia, desperate to touch her after waiting all day. She kissed Mia slowly, opening her mouth, sliding her hands over Mia’s clothes. Mia slid as well, touching Ellie’s bare skin, making Ellie shiver. It was quite sexy, Ellie thought, being naked and pressing against Mia, while Mia was completely dressed.
“Hi,” Ellie said again, whispering into Mia’s mouth, realizing she hadn’t actually said it except through a closed door.
“Hi to you,” Mia said.
“I missed you.”
“Me too.”
“I wanted you heaps,” Ellie said. “All fucking day.”
“Me too,” Mia said. “Oh so much me too.”
They kept kissing, standing where they were, between a wardrobe and the bathroom in the short hallway behind the room’s door. They kissed, and didn’t move, didn’t go further into the room. Ellie was happy where she was. She didn’t care where she was, as long as she was pressed up against Mia, tasting Mia with her mouth.
Mia seemed to feel the same. She was touching Ellie, stroking Ellie’s skin, pushing her leg between Ellie’s. Pushing Ellie backwards, bumping her gently against the wall, then pressing harder with her leg. Ellie sighed, and murmured into Mia’s mouth, and kissed as desperately as she could. Mia’s leg was all slow and needing as they kissed, and the cloth of Mia’s trousers was scratchily ticklish against Ellie’s skin. Ellie sighed, and moved against Mia, and forgot everything except what she was feeling.
After a moment Ellie realized wasn’t moving her hands. She’d forgotten to, because kissing Mia was so good. She started again, and stroked some more, desperate to touch Mia’s skin. Trying to slide her fingers into the cuffs of Mia’s sleeves, trying to tug Mia’s shirt out of her trousers. She couldn’t manage. She wasn’t concentrating. She was too distracted by Mia’s leg and by Mia’s mouth, and kept stopping before she got much undressing done. Ellie was wet. Embarrassingly wet. She thought she might be making marks on Mia’s clothes. She wanted Mia. She wanted to kneel down, and open her mouth, and start licking Mia, because that was why they were here. She wanted to start. She wanted Mia to undress. She wanted to do both those at once, but the kissing was wonderful, she couldn’t make herself stop to deal with clothes.
She kept kissing instead and didn’t care about anything else.
“You smell clean,” Mia said, after a while, breathing against Ellie’s neck.
“I had a shower.”
“I should too.”
“You’re fine,” Ellie said. “You don’t need to.”
“All the same.”
“I don’t know I can wait,” Ellie said, and Mia laughed, even though Ellie had meant it quite seriously.
“I mean it,” Ellie said. “I can’t.”
“Oh,” Mia said, sounding surprised.
Ellie stopped, and looked at Mia, and realized Mia was looking worried.
Ellie thought for a moment, and realized why. She was being insensitive. Mia wanted a shower. She’d been at work all day, just like Ellie, but Ellie had showered already. Ellie felt more comfortable with herself because she had, so it wasn’t really fair to try and stop Mia having one too.
“Sorry,” Ellie said. “You should shower if you want. I shouldn’t be like that.”
“You aren’t being like anything.”
“All the same. Have a shower. But let me do this first.”
“Do what?”
“Undress you,” Ellie said, and kissed Mia again, and then got distracted by kissing.
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Housemates
ChickLitEllie has been not-quite-flirting with her housemate’s friend Mia, and not really thinking too much about it, until one day Mia offers to follow through on the flirting. Ellie is surprised, but decides she’d like to try, and slowly a relationship b...