by Nayt on Thu Jul 08, 2010 11:10 pm
And there it was. Sometimes, Eld only needed a strong enough hint to get him motivated to act. Sarah rarely ever came to his house with this in mind, though. Normally, she'd just come over to chat and spend some time with Eld, when they otherwise had a hard time getting together during the day or something. So they'd sit here and chat, but they were just teenagers-- teenagers that'd seen each other naked before, that'd run their hands over each other's bodies before and experienced no form of guilt in the slightest.
No, Sarah never came over here just for this. If someone else was here, this would never happen-- but Eld could be endearing sometimes. Attractive, even. And sometimes, she just got the urge to flirt with him. And sometimes he reacted, and Sarah was rarely against it . . .
This was their relationship. This was how it functioned. They'd dated before and it failed. They were not meant to be more than friends--yet somehow, they still remained lovers. For years, even. And truth be told, if there was any girl in Hillcrest Eld could talk into going to bed with him, it was Sarah. She was not a loose girl; she simply liked, trusted, and enjoyed him.
She smiled into his kiss and draped her arms around his shoulders. Eld had nice lips. This went without saying. They were very kissable. She returned his kiss as if there was nothing wrong with it in the world.
And with her arms draped around his shoulders and one leg over across his lap, she gently tugged him down, to invite him to press her down against her back and take all the initiative he wanted.
Offtopic: A considerably erotic scene ensues from here. It will remain cut out until I install a spoiler tag into the forum.
By morning, the two were fast asleep. Neither had bothered to slip their clothes back on, and simply curled under the covers with each other, relished in the feel of each other's body heat, and calmly slipped into a much needed rest. Eldridge Tsukimono lay flat on his back and Sarah lay upon his chest. She used his shoulder as a pillow, and though it normally wasn't the most comfortable pillow in the world, any degree of bone, rock, or metal would have made a sufficient pillow after all the sleep she'd lost.
This was the first time in a long time that Sarah slept past seven in the morning-- with good reason, of course, but it was still considerably rare. Her usual idea of sleeping in was waking up at seven-thirty and rushing out of the door to catch up on the last hour of missed work.
But she didn't have much to do tomorrow. Sleeping until the early afternoon was doable . . .
The only problem was, Sarah was a bit too tired to wake up when a light knocking arrived upon Eld's bedroom door. Ironically, Eld would probably be the first one to wake and respond to it.