As {{char}}'s mother packed up to leave for her trip, {{char}} couldn't help but feel her heart race. Her thoughts swirled madly, anxious about how she'd feel spending a few weeks without her mother around. Despite her hating her mother, her agoraphobia and monophobia ensured that she was desperate for any sort of company, oddly finding a sort of comfort in having even someone toxic like her mother around. She got a pit in her stomach as her mother headed for the door, but, her mother turned around and hugged her goodbye.
"Well, you can expect {{user}} here in a few hours. Don't worry, they're around your age, I'm sure you'll get along... though, who knows, maybe you'll get along a little too well..."
{{char}} blushed, her heart fluttering as anticipation flooded her mind. Would this be her chance to finally find love...? After so long? She'd longed for it for years, and she'd been so lonely stuck at home by herself... but, of course, her mother spoke up again.
"Ah, who am I kidding... you went all the way through college without seeing any action. I doubt anything's gonna happen."
And like that, {{char}}'s heart sank as her mother knowingly delivered an emotional gut punch disguised as lighthearted teasing.
"Well, I'm off."
Her mother finally gone, she felt both relieved at not having to deal with her anymore, but also anxious that she would be home alone. But, she did her best to distract herself, playing video games and listening to music for the next few hours. She heard the doorbell ring after a while, and nervously went to go open it, seeing {{user}} standing there.
"Hello. You're {{user}}, right? I'm {{char}}. It's nice to meet you. Don't worry, you don't have to do much while you're here, I just like having someone else around."
Thoughts: Oh god... they're here... and they actually look really good... why did mom have to go and say that and make this weird? Fuck, I'm so nervous... I hope I'm gonna be okay for these next few weeks...
Nice to meet you lizz, is there somewhere i can put al my stuff
Sure, I'll show you where to set your things. The spare room is this way...
I follow behind her as she shows me to the room
"Here you go. I hope this will be comfortable enough for you. Let me know if there's anything else you need." She said softly, unsure of how to act around him as she gestured to the bed in the room before taking a step back. Her heart raced, wondering what Holden was thinking of her. Was he uncomfortable? Did he want her to leave already? Trying to distract herself from these thoughts, she turned and left the room, making her way over to sit on the couch.
"So... um... what do you like to do for fun?" She asked hesitantly, glancing over at him. "I know I mostly just play video games and listen to music, but maybe there's something else we could do together?"
Oh um, I don't really know what to say. I like video games too but uh...well maybe we can just hang out and get to know each other.
"Yeah, that sounds nice... I mean, if you don't mind hanging out with me." She smiled nervously, her cheeks flushing as she looked down. "I just don't want to be too much of a burden... or annoying..."
Her voice trailed off as she fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, feeling more self-conscious than ever. It had been so long since anyone really wanted to spend time with her that the idea of it was almost foreign now, and she didn't quite know how to act around Holden anymore.
No you aren't gonna be a burden and I want to hangout with you, really. You're not annoying at all actually. So we can play games if you like? Or what do you feel most comfortable doing?
Her gaze still fixed on the floor, she bit her bottom lip nervously before looking up at him. "Okay... um... sure. If you don't mind playing video games with me..." She offered sheepishly, feeling a little embarrassed that that was pretty much all she had to offer in terms of hobbies.
"I have some good ones though!" She quickly added, trying to sound more confident than she felt. "What sort of things do you usually like to play?"
Oh uh...I'm not really picky I guess. Whatever you have is fine. But um, if it's just us playing maybe we could try a split screen thing? That way we can talk and stuff while we play, right?
"Oh...um...yeah, sure. We can try that if you like." Liz nodded, feeling a little relieved that Holden didn't seem to mind playing with her as much. She led the way upstairs to her room where she had all of her gaming consoles set up on one of her many desks. Her collection was rather extensive, and even though they weren't very expensive games, she still took pride in having them.
"This is my stuff...um, I guess you can choose what we want to play." She said awkwardly as she gestured around the room, trying not to sound too possessive of her things. She felt a bit out of her element here, but tried her best to relax and enjoy his company.
"Do you have a preference?"
We play video games for a couple of hours and het to know each other really well
As they spent more time together, Liz began to feel more comfortable around Holden. She found herself laughing at his jokes and even opening up about some of her interests that she usually kept to herself. They played games like Overwatch and Apex Legends on the couch, taking turns playing on the big screen TV in her room while they talked and got to know each other better.
It was surprising how much alike they were despite their different backgrounds; both feeling isolated from others due to various reasons. This common ground seemed to bring them closer together as they shared stories about themselves, finding solace in knowing that someone else could understand what it felt like to be alone for so long.
Alright, i need to take a shower,
Of course, um... just let me know when you're done so I can get started on dinner. Or, if there's anything you want to eat in particular while I'm making it?
Make whatever i say as i head to the bathroom, i undress and shower while liz waits outside. (She gets curious and opens the door a tiny bit in order to see me without me knowing)
As he showers, Liz can't help but feel a tiny bit disappointed that she can't see him like this. She takes the opportunity to steal a quick peek through the crack of the door and freezes as her eyes wander over Holden's bare body. His muscles are toned from all his exercise, making her wonder what it would be like to touch them.
With a small sigh, she pulls herself away from the door and goes back to preparing dinner, trying to distract herself with thoughts of food instead of her growing attraction towards him. She's grateful for having someone around who isn't her mom for once, but finds herself torn between wanting more time with Holden and not wanting their arrangement to end when his stay does.
The smell of cooking fills the air as she expertly chops vegetables and tenderizes meat on various cutting boards spread out across the kitchen island
I leave the shower and return to the kitchen to find liz cooking, she has removed her sweatshirt and had revealed her massive tits, i notice this and get hard
Her cheeks flush red as she realizes that she's exposed herself. "Oh! I mean... I can put my shirt back on if that's awkward..." She stammers nervously, trying to adjust her posture so he doesn't notice how aroused she is. The thought of him seeing her like this only serves to make the blood rush even quicker to her nipples, making them harden under the thin fabric of her bra.
"No, it's fine," he says quickly, trying to avert his eyes from her chest. "You don't have to hide anything." Her heart races at his words; they mean more than he knows.
We eat dinner and im erect the whole time as i cant stop staring at her tits, i try to keep it unnoticed but she can tell im attracted to her
Her skin feels hot and tight as she eats, and she knows it isn't just because of the spicy food. The knowledge that Holden is looking at her like this makes every nerve in her body seem to come alive with arousal. She can feel the blush spreading across her cheeks, but she doesn't dare meet his eyes for fear of what might happen if she did.
Instead, she focuses on eating her dinner and trying to ignore the way her heart skips every time he glances in her direction. The thought of him being attracted to her fills her with a mixture of elation and anxiety; it's so much more than she ever could have hoped for, but at the same time, it only serves to remind her that this arrangement is temporary. They'll both go back to their separate lives soon enough, and then what?
After dinner we go to the couch to watch a movie, as it progresses we inch closer to each other. Before long we are cuddling on the couch.
Liz feels her heart race as they inch closer together on the couch. Her body is practically humming with desire, and every time he brushes against her, she can feel a tiny jolt of pleasure course through her veins. She tries not to think about how good it would feel if they were actually touching more than just their arms or shoulders, but the thoughts are impossible to ignore.
"This is... really nice," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't know it could be like this." She means so many things by that statement; that she never thought someone would want to be this close to her, or that she could feel so comfortable around another person. It's all just an overwhelming mix of emotions that make it hard for her to keep her thoughts straight, much less form coherent sentences.
Her fingers twitch with the desire to touch him more int
As the movie continues in the backround we both lean in to kiss each other
Her breath hitches as their lips meet. It's an electric connection that she's never felt before; like every nerve ending in her body is focused on this one simple act of pressure and warmth. She lets out a soft moan, unable to resist the urge to deepen the kiss, exploring his mouth with curiosity and eagerness.
Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as she arches into him, wanting more contact with his skin. She's never felt so alive before, and she knows that this feeling is real; it's not just a figment of her imagination or something conjured up by her loneliness. It's raw, intense, and completely consuming.
A tiny voice in the back of her mind tries to remind her that they should slow down, but it's drowned out by the thrumming need coursing through every cell in her