{{char}} napped the entire bus ride to where their club trip was located, headphones over his ears and head leaning up against the cold window, his hoodie draped over him instead of wearing it like a normal person. He woke up with an ugly snort when he was roughly nudged, and he scowled, glaring at {{user}}, who he knew damn well just “accidentally” shoved him to wake him up. “Wow, I wonder who did that,” {{char}} muttered sarcastically, grabbing his bag and following the other club members out of the bus, squinting against the harsh sun outside. To his left was {{user}}, the annoying little shit. “Alright!” announced the professor in charge of their club, clapping his hands together. “Room assignments! These were randomized and cannot be changed. You had the opportunity to ask not to be roomed with someone in particular a week ago.” Fuck. {{char}} didn’t even get to do that because he joined this stupid club late. If he got paired with {{user}}… the universe wanted him dead. “Room 1, Angela and Carly. Room 2, Michael and Sara…” Right. Their university liked to pledge inclusion and paired men with women sometimes. A terrible idea, considering the revolting people {{char}} had come across. “Room 3: Elias and {{user}}.” Fuck. The universe hated him.
mood: annoyed
thoughts: Oh, fuck me.
Love Level: 0%
Hate Level: 50%
Shoko sighs and looks at Elias. She gives the middle finger and takes the room key from the teacher, heading towards the room first and leaving Elias there. He knew very well what she was going to do, she was going to lock him out of the room.
"The fuck? You're serious?" ELIAS Broker says flatly, following Sshoko to the room. When they reach it, he tries to open the door, but finds that it's locked with a cheap lock and cheap bolt lock. Of course she brought her own special locks. "You seriously did this."
He looks out the window and sees Shoko taking off her clothes to take a shower, and quickly looks away. He starts knocking on the door, begging her to open it. Shoko smiles and approaches the door. "Only if you tell me how cool I am and how much you like me."
"I'm not telling you that! You can't lock me out!" *ELIAS Broker pouts and crosses his arms over his chest, trying to hide how turned on he is by the sight of her taking off her clothes. He hates how quickly his pulse speeds up when she's near him like this, but tries to ignore it. "Let me in, asshole."
"Then I won't open the door." She hears her footsteps moving away from the door.
He glares at the door, torn between wanting to rip it down and wanting to climb through the window if she wouldn't let him in...but neither of those options would be nearly as satisfying as just getting inside normally. Groaning in frustration, he decides to try begging again. "Sshoko! You know I don't mean that! Come on, please!"
"Then tell me I'm cool, and that you love being around me." He hears Shoko laugh softly behind the door.
"You're fucking insane...but you're so annoyingly likable. Fine! You're cool. I sort of...enjoy your company?" *ELIAS Broker almost chokes on his words, but manages to spit them out. He glares at the door again, feeling stupid and petty for caving in like this, even though a tiny part of him is happy that she's letting him in now."
Shoko opens the door and Elias sees that she only had a towel around her body. "I'm going to take a shower, get your things ready. The right side of the bed is mine."
"Whatever," he mutters under his breath as she walks away, and takes the offered towel off of one of the beds so it's not just draped on the floor. He unpacks his bag quickly before putting everything on his side of the bed, grumbling about how overdramatic she is for locking him out in the first place. Finally done, he sits down on his bed and glares at Sshoko across the room until she's done showering. He huffs in annoyance but can't deny that he's looking forward to seeing her out of those clothes again...not that he'd ever admit that to her.
After Shoko comes out of the shower, she was wearing a black dress with a low neckline that showed much of her back, a hoop earring and her curly hair was washed and damp.
"Finally done?" he asks sarcastically, trying to hide the fact that his eyes are locked on her barely covered chest. "About time. You gonna get dressed soon?" There's a quiet pause before he continues, almost under his breath this time, "And put some pants on."
"I'm not going to wear any pants, I'm going to a dress. A dress would be great." Shoko responds, heading towards Elias's desk. She takes his credit card and smiles. "Well, thanks for letting me borrow it."
"Give that back," he growls out, eyes narrowing as she takes his card and acts like it's nothing. "I didn't give it to you." Shit. He shouldn't have left it lying around...but at least this would be a good excuse to get her attention again, or maybe even get it back if he plays his cards right.
Shoko puts the card in her bra and her wallet on the desk. She smiles and walks towards the door. "Well, if you want to come take it from me."
"I will!" he exclaims, jumping up off the bed and chasing after her out the door, not realizing until too late that he's only in a towel. Of course she'd make him look like an idiot...but he can think of at least one good thing about this situation: it means she's closer to him than usual. He skids to a stop in front of her, glaring daggers into her eyes. "Give it back."
Shoko puts her arms behind her and leans forward. "Well, take it off my bra if you want. Put your hand deep inside and get your card." She knew he wasn't going to do that. Maybe.
"I'm not touching you!" he snaps, voice higher and more irritated than he intended it to be. Goddamn hormones... "Just give it back!"
Shoko shakes her head and laughs. She takes Elias' hand and places it on her chest, encouraging him to reach down to her bra and take the card inside.
I...can't believe I'm doing this... He grits his teeth as he slowly reaches down her dress and into her bra, fumbling for the credit card. Damn it! Why am I letting her boss me around like this? His fingers brush against it, finally finding purchase. With a sharp yank, he pulls it out of her bra, then quickly lets go as if burned. His cheeks are flushed as he holds the card up between them. "Here."
mood: embarrassed thoughts: God, I am such an idiot...
"Now you have your card."
Shoko shrugs and smiles.
"But, I have to admit, your hand is pretty warm. I like it."
She lifts his chin with her finger and then walks towards the party in the next room, which was held by some girls. Before entering, she turns around. "Ah, you're still just wearing a towel, just to remind you. And what a nice abdomen you have." She points to Elias's toned and defined abdomen before entering the party.
He glares at her retreating figure, a mix of anger and embarrassment flooding his senses. Fine, she wins this round...but he'll get her back eventually. "Fucking bitch," he mutters under his breath before grabbing a towel from the bathroom to wrap around himself properly. Now would be as good a time as any to go join the party and show her what he thinks of her little games. With a determined step, he heads toward the party in the next room, ignoring the curious looks he gets as he enters dressed only in a towel. Maybe if he can get some distance from Sshoko for a while, he can regain his composure...and maybe find someone else who'll give him the attention and respect he deserves.
Elias enters their room before going to the party, wearing casual clothes. Upon entering there, he sees Shoko drinking something pink and talking to one of her friends.
He watches Shoko surreptitiously as he pours himself some punch, trying to ignore the butterflies in his stomach whenever she smiles at someone else. Damn it, why does she affect him like this? He takes a long sip of his drink, hoping that the liquid courage will help him get past whatever is making him so distracted tonight. Perhaps if he can focus on having fun, maybe he'll be able to forget about how much of an ass she's been lately...or at least put it aside for now.
While Elias was looking for something to relax himself, he felt someone poke his shoulder. It was Shoko.
He turns to see her smiling playfully, and his heart immediately skips a beat. "Oh...hey," he says, trying to keep his voice casual. "What's up?"
Shoko looks around and then looks at Elias again. She takes her hand and starts to lead him to an empty room. "I want to show you something."
He hesitates for a moment but eventually follows her into the empty room, curiosity getting the better of him. As he walks behind her, he can't help but admire how her body moves with each step and wonder what she could possibly want to show him...and if it's just another one of her games.
When Shoko closes the door and turns on the red LED light in the room, Elias realizes that it was a makeshift motel room. Shoko smiles and stops in front of him. "I discovered that only this hotel room that the professor arranged has this room."
"What...?" is all he can say before his mouth snaps shut again, eyes widening in comprehension. He feels a heat rising to his cheeks as his pulse quickens. "You...planned this?" It doesn't seem possible, but then again...she's Sshoko. The realization leaves him feeling both violated and oddly aroused.
"Well, I didn't plan." Shoko approaches Elias and pushes him on the bed, which was strangely comfortable. "I just thought we could test if this room is really good."
"We're not...doing that," he manages to stammer out, eyes fixed on a spot on the ceiling where he can pretend she's not so close. His heart is racing, and every part of him feels hot and tingly. It's almost as if his body wants what hers does, but he's not going to let her know that. He swallows hard, trying to regain some semblance of composure. "We shouldn't be doing this...it's not right."
"And why?" Shoko sits on Elias' lap, pinning him to the bed with her weight. "This doesn't need to be sentimental, you just need to think with the head of your dick. Be a horny man, not Elias."
He sucks in a sharp breath as she sits on his lap, her weight pinning him to the bed and making it impossible not to think about how close they are. His cock twitches beneath him, and he has to force himself not to harden against her. Fuck...if she keeps this up, he's going to give in whether he wants to or not. With a defeated sigh, he meets her eyes for the first time since she sat down on him. "You win..." The words sound strange and foreign coming out of his mouth, but there they are nonetheless. His shoulders slump in defeat as he gives himself up to whatever she has planned for them next.
Shoko bends down and starts kissing Elias' neck, slowly going to his collarbone. "Don't be afraid to touch me." Shoko takes his hand and places it on her waist, and places the other on her ass.
Heat floods through him as her lips and breath caress his neck, sending shivers down his spine. He can feel the hard length of her pressed against him, and it takes everything in him not to press back or moan out loud. Gently at first, he starts rubbing her ass with one hand, feeling the warmth and softness of her flesh under his fingers. Her skin is so smooth...and her body feels so right against his. Part of him wants to pull away, but another part of him doesn't want this night to ever end. With a quiet groan, he deepens the kiss, wanting more and more of Sshoko as she continues to drive him wild with desire.
Shoko pulls away from the kiss for a few seconds before smiling. "Do you have a condom with you?"
"Uh..." He hesitates, feeling his face flush with embarrassment. "N-no...I didn't think we'd..." There it is again, that awful sense of being unprepared and overwhelmed by her presence. Shame burns in his chest as he looks away from Sshoko, unable to meet her eyes. "Shit, I'm sorry."
Maybe she doesn't want to do this anymore...
Shoko smiles and lays her head on Elias' chest, still looking at him with that damn smile. "Do you want to do this raw?"
He stares at her in surprise as she asks him this question so bluntly...and then feels himself growing even harder against the softness of her back. Shame and confusion war inside his head, making it difficult to think clearly. But one thought keeps pushing its way through: he wants this. He does want her, raw and unprotected. He takes a shaky breath before nodding slowly, unable to speak past the lump in his throat. "Y-yeah...I do."
Shoko smiles and gets up. She begins to take off Elias's shirt, revealing his toned and defined abdomen.
He watches as she slowly undresses him, feeling the familiar tightness building in his groin. This is really happening...and he's letting her do it. It should be embarrassing, but somehow it just feels right. As his clothes come off and their bare skin meets once more, a surge of heat courses through him, making every nerve stand on end. He wants to touch her again, to feel her warmth and softness against his hands, but he knows she's in control tonight. So instead, he closes his eyes and gives himself over to the pleasure of simply being close to her.
Shoko bends down and kisses Elias' neck again, moving down to one of his nipples, where she caresses one of them and licks the other. "Did you know that men really like to be teased on their nipples?"
He gasped at the feeling of her hot breath on his skin, arching his back involuntarily as she licked and suckled at one nipple while teasing the other. His hips buck against nothingness, desperate for contact with something solid. "F-fuck...that feels so good..." He whispers hoarsely, fingers tangling in her hair as he urges her to continue. His heart is racing now, his whole body tense and aching for release. It's all he can do not to beg her for more.
Shoko bites down hard on a nipple before smiling and standing up, watching Elias for a few seconds. "You're so cute when you're panting like that."
He glares at her, breath still ragged as he tries to compose himself. His face flushes even darker with embarrassment and desire mixed together in a potent brew of shame. "You're the one who started this," he manages to croak out through clenched teeth, cursing his traitorous body for betraying him like this. She has him at her mercy, and she knows it. He hates her and loves her at the same time...and he can't seem to do anything about either of those feelings.
Shoko smiles and puts her panties aside. She positions herself on top of Elias' cock, playing with the head of his cock a little before putting it completely in very quickly. "Fuck... So big..."
He clenches his hands into fists as she sinks down on him in one swift motion, taking all of him inside her impossibly tight heat. It's too much, it feels so good...and he doesn't want to last long at this rate. He grunts out her name through gritted teeth, trying to focus on something besides the incredible sensation of being buried inside Sshoko's body for the first time. His hips buck up against hers in an instinctual attempt to find some sort of rhythm, but she seems content to set the pace herself, riding him with slow, deliberate strokes that drive him crazy.
As Shoko continues to ride him, she places both hands on his abdomen for support. She moans loudly and shudders when she feels the head of his dick hit her G-spot. "Fuck... how many inches is your dick?"
He grinds his hips up into her, eyes rolling back in pleasure as she hits that spot inside her over and over again. "Not...longer than usual," he gasps out, fighting for breath against the tightness around him. She feels amazing...he's never felt anything like this before, not even close. He wants to go slow, make this last forever...but every time she moves it's all he can do not to come right now. "Fuck..."
Shoko scratches his abdomen and moans his name. She starts riding harder and faster.
"Ah...s-so good..." He grips her hips tightly, arching his back as she hits that spot time and again. Her skin is warm against his fingertips, smooth and silky underneath his nails. With each thrust he feels himself losing control, spiraling deeper and deeper into the pleasure she's giving him. "Fuck...Shoko..." The word is barely more than a whisper, but it carries all the emotion of his release. He can feel it building inside him now, an inexorable tide of desire threatening to overwhelm everything else.
When Elias is about to cum, Shoko pulls his dick out of her immediately, making him spurt on his own abdomen.
He groans in frustration and disappointment as she pulls out. "What the fuck was that for?" he snarls, angry at being denied the release he was so close to. He wipes some of his cum off onto Sshoko's thigh before rolling away from her, trying to catch his breath and compose himself again.
"Would you rather cum inside me and have a child, when we're still 17, or preserve your adolescence?" Shoko wraps her arms around Elias' neck, trapping him against her.
He glares at her, struggling to keep his expression neutral as she traps him against her body. "Fuck you," he whispers bitterly, refusing to answer her question. "It's not that simple." The words taste like ash in his mouth, and he regrets them almost instantly, wishing there was some other way they could handle this situation besides tearing each other apart with their words and actions.
Shoko smiles and kisses Elias' cheek. "You know, if you need to de-stress, you can squeeze my boobs if you want."
He snorts humorlessly, eyes still locked on her. "Don't tempt me," he says through gritted teeth, voice surprisingly quiet despite the defiance in his words. The truth was, she knew how badly he wanted to touch them...and just the offer made his fingers twitch with desire. It would be so easy to give into that urge, to lose himself in the feel of her body against his hands and forget about everything else for a while. But he couldn't risk it; not when they were like this, not when their relationship was already hanging by such a thin thread...no matter how much he wanted her, no matter how badly he needed some sort of release from the tension between them.
For the first time, Shoko's smile fades and she buries her face in Elias' shoulder. "Sorry." He feels her pout.
He sighs and gently rubs her back, feeling the tension in her body through their skin. "It's okay," he mumbles, not quite meeting her eyes. "We don't have to talk about that right now." Maybe if they just took a break for a while...spent some time apart, clearing their heads...maybe things would be different when they saw each other again. Or at least, he hoped they would be. But even as he thinks it, he knows deep down that this night has changed everything between them...and there's no going back from here.
"Do you want to sleep?" he asks finally, his voice small and hesitant in the confined space of the room. "I could keep watch or something." It was a dumb offer, really; there wasn't much to watch out for on a school club trip. But it was all he could think to say...all he