How I Died

Chapter 8: Learning to Love

Jab. Jab. Jab. " Lia..." Elliot proclaimed, huffing, and hugging me close to his body. He had been bugging me non-stop since yesterday about sex. He said he destroyed his pride, and sex would build it back up. I just laughed at his reasoning, knowing he was kind of right. I did make him beg for it, so I just sighed, hooking a leg over him.

We were currently in his room, on his bed. I was wearing a crop top, and a pair of dark skinny jeans. He placed his hands on my thighs, awaiting my answer. " Okay, fine, bu--." His lips cut me off, like usual, shutting me up. I lazily laid down, sensually sliding my hands up and down his chest. He gripped my neck, pulling me impossibly closer.

I broke the kiss, yanking off his top, just as he wriggled mine off my head. We really didn't have a reason to rush, so I dipped down, placing slow lingering kisses along his bare chest. I loved the feel of him shuddering under my touch, feeling his muscles tense. He abruptly flipped us over, trailing his hands down the length of my body.

He was just looking at me now, both of us, staring at the other. He bent down, giving me a hard, passionate kiss. I had never felt such strong emotion in a simple kiss, but with him, now, it felt right. He started tracing my bra with his finger, giving me the hint that it was time for it to go.

I sat up slightly, letting him remove it. He filled his hands with my flesh, rubbing all the right spots. We never broke the kisses, always having our mouths connected. I pulled on his jeans, unsnapping the button, and pulling down the zipper. I slid down his body, making sure to rub our chest together, he groaned once he felt our skin make contact, just as I did. He tugged down my jeans in one swift pull, making me gasp as the cold air hit my skin.

We both only had our underwear now, both starting to grind in rythm. He reached for my under wear, ripping them off. I scraped my hands down his back, most likely leaving scratch marks, but his only response was a shiver of delight. I reached for his boxers, hurrying them down, seeing as I couldn't wait any longer. I wanted us to be closer, I wanted us to know each others bodies, and feel one. Just as he was about to plunge in, we heard a knock at the door.

" Liabell, it's Theresa, we need to talk." Elliot groaned, the most frustrated sound I had ever heard. I just laughed, but I was mostly trying to hide my dissapointment. " I'm giving you two thirty seconds to dress. Tic Toc." She finished, tapping on the door. Elliot reluctantly sat up, pulling on his boxers, before grumpily tugging on his pants. I had slipped into a new pair of underwear, seeing as Elliot tore mine, and a pair of shorts. I tossed on a new bra, and a new t-shirt.

" Thirty seconds are up." Theresa announced, bursting into the room, with a hand over her eyes. Elliot had a angry expression, with his arms crossed. " Were dressed Theresa. Unfortunately." I muttered the last part, but Elliot heard it as he smirked. Theresa hesitantly uncovered her eyes, peeking at us. She smiled, and chuckled at Elliots sad face.

" Sorry for interrupting, but Sheronne called. She says she wants to meet you before she allows you to stay." I gulped loudly, biting my lip, as my nerves started to kick in. Elliot noticed, grabbing my hand, kissing each finger. As usual, his touched called me down, a considerate amount.

" When does she want to see me?" Theresa smiled, probably glad I didn't object. But I have to admit, I was curious about the woman. Why was she so horrid? What could make her so...bitter? " She would like to meet with you now if possible." I thought over it for a minute, rolling my bottom lip in my mouth.

" Okay...Can Elliot and Earth come too?" Elliot grinned at the mention of me wanting him there, making me smirk at his happiness. " Sure Liabell, whatever makes you comfortable." I smiled in appreciation, and she returned it. " Thank you Liabell, for being understanding of us." " You don't have to thank me." " Oh but I do, most in your situation would have turn running with their tales between their legs. But you...You stayed strong."