Ash sighed as Hunter left her room. He had pulled her shirt up her stomach and kissed her chin. She sighed and ran her hand over her stomach as she laid back in her bed.
He had worked his way between her legs and when she had asked him to stay, he left. She turned her head to look at her desk and heaved up.
All Ash had wanted was for Hunter to sleep next to her. She cringed as she thought of the night mares she'd been having for weeks. Listening for the front door, Ash stood up and followed the same path Hunter had gone.
Ash stopped in the hallway when she saw Hunter leaned over a pad of paper with pen in hand. Not several inches away from the paper, was a muffin, she could feel her stomach growl at the idea of biting into the soft pastry.
"No! you don't need it," Ash said to herself. She stepped out into the kitchen and stopped next to Hunter.
"Hunter," Ash whispered his name. By the jump he gave, she assumed she hadn't made a noise. Hunter grabbed the piece of paper he had been writing on and crumpled it. "What're you still doing here?" she asked, playing with the sleeve of her black knit sweater.
"I-I. Uhm..." Hunter smiled sheepishly and ran a hand threw his hair. Ash smiled softly.
"No, it's fine..." She murmured. "Are you sure you won't stay?" she asked, moving to grab Hunter's wrist.
Hunter smirked and looked to the muffin. "I..." He paused. "I'll stay under one condition," he said. "You eat this entire muffin in thirty minutes, and I'll stay." Ash stared at the muffin and sat down.
"I... I already ate..." Ash voiced. "I'm... I'm not hungry." She stated lamely.
"Please, Ash..." Hunter pleaded as he pulled a chair up to the kitchen island. "Twenty-nine minutes is a long time."
Ash squirmed in her chair and sighed heavily.
"And you'll stay if I eat all of it?" She asked, nervously staring at the muffin.
Hunter nodded and watched her as she pinched of bits of the muffin, put them in her mouth, chewed and swallowed. She was finished in twenty minutes and she looked sick.
Hunter sighed and shrugged off his coat and placed his bag on the floor next to it. He was quick to pick Ash up and carry her to her room, plopping her on the bed.
"Okay."
"Mm?"
"I'll stay, what do you want?"
Ash bit her lips and rolled over in the bed. She was quick to tug her sweater off, then her leggings. Her leggings met the floor and her socks followed. Hunter swallowed loudly as he saw her thin milky stomach. Ash quickly pulled her tank top down and fumbled for the bed covers. She pulled them back and crawled into bed, her knees boney.
"Just... Lay with me..." She whispered. Hunter nodded and quickly pulled his shirt off and fumbled with the button on his jeans. Ash chuckled softly and scooted closer to him and reached out, hooking her knobby fingers into his loose belt loops and yanked him close to her.
Ash swiftly undid his jeans and roles back to her first spot in the bed. Hunter gazed at her and slowly pulled his jeans off and let them drop to the floor. He crawled into the bed and pulled the cover over himself and wrapped his arm around Ash, pulling her sickly body closer to him.
He ran his hands over her ribs and kissed her neck, feeling her tremble below his lips.
"Thank you for eating the muffin."
A/N : hey guys and ladies x3 I wanted to go ahead and say that this muffin is like... A very big part of the story. xD it's Ash's favorite pastry and one of the first things she stopped eating.
Second, I'm not touching base to her "illness" due to the fact it's a very touchy topic. Where myself and several friends have been, and I can honestly say, I felt it when someone would drill their eyes into me.
But, it will be touched more later through the story.
xoxo Ell<3
