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Eli takes his arm off of my chest and sits up. He turns and looks at me. A smile plays on his lips before he leans down and whispers in my ear "Wanna take a shower?" A shudder runs down my spine, almost enticingly. I grab his head and whisper in his ear "Yes." and he smiles. "Grab your pants. You can borrow one of my shirts." He says.

He grabs a shirt out of his drawer and tosses it at me. "Just throw a towel around your waist and we'll run across the hall to the bathroom." He says. He hands me a towel and grabs one for him, grabbing some clothes in the process as well.

He stands and walks to the door, towel around his lower half. I do the same and he pokes his head out into the hallway and looks around before opening the door and gesturing for me to go to the room across the hall.

I walk swiftly to the bathroom, followed by Eli. I hear the T.V. downstairs. "They're watching a movie," Eli says. He walks over to the shower and turns the water on and adjusts it. He gestures for me to get in after a couple of seconds. I walk over to the shower, and just as I'm taking the towel from around my waist, Eli grabs it and rips it off of me.

I jump and looked at him, surprised. He smirks at me. I step into the shower, the water easing some of my pain from my father. Since I healed Johnis, some of my bruises and cuts have come back, and aren't healing very fast.

I look at Eli, who drops his towel. My eyes widen and I look away. "What?" He asks, looking himself up and down, trying to spot an issue. "I just..." I start to say, feeling my face start to glow red.

"What is it?" He asks, stepping into the shower behind me. "I didn't realize it was so..." I start to say. "Big." I finish, feeling even more embarrassed. I feel Eli freeze a little out of shock behind me.

Suddenly his arms are around my stomach, hugging me tightly. "What are you-" I start to say but am cut off. Eli bites my ear, and I cover my mouth. His hands haven't moved at all. He licks my neck, which is quickly replaced by kissing.

I uncover my mouth. "E-Eli, what're you doing?" I say breathlessly. He finally lifts his lips from my neck. He starts to move me with his chest, pushing me against the shower wall.

He puts his hands on either side of my torso, putting them flat against the wall. He suddenly bites my neck, and I can't help but yelp a little. I immediately close my mouth. "Eli, what in the world are you doing?" I ask, trying to sound calm.

"Look at me," He says, pulling away from me a little bit. I turn my head just enough to see that he's holding a rubber. "Again? We just finished five minutes ago." I say. He places his hand on my stomach again.

He slides his hand down slowly, making me shiver. Soon he reaches somewhere, "Well, it seems to me like you feel the same as I do." He says. "Is it okay?" He asks, asking for permission which he knows I'll give. I nod slowly.

I hear the wrapper once again, and not 45 seconds later, he reaches down and grabs my leg. He lifts it up and puts his hand under it as if holding it in place. Soon I feel it again, and I resist the urge to gasp, knowing his parents are just downstairs.

**20 minutes later, we step out of the shower, having done it for a second time, and having taken a shower afterward, Eli not letting me wash my own body.

We walk out of the bathroom and back to his room. "I need to change these." He says to himself, looking at the sheets with white stains on them. He sits down in his desk chair, facing me. I stand awkwardly, thinking of what to do about that girl tomorrow. 

Eli pats his leg as if gesturing for me to sit on his lap. I look at him tiredly. "You're not gonna get hard again, are you?" I ask. He smiles before he shakes his head. I sigh before I give up and sit down on his lap.