"Come here."
You finish stripping, watching Sydney turn on the shower before she did the same.
You immediately step in, feeling the hot water caress your skin and sighing in relief.
She steps in too, eyeing your body up and down as her arms move to yours. Taking in her fit body, you can barely contain yourself as you lean in to kiss her.
She responds fervently, her lips gracing yours as you both revel in each other's taste. Your hands move to her wet hair, grasping her neck and tilting her chin up.
She pulls away, quickly moving down to your chest as she leaves kisses along your skin. Her hands subtly move down to your rock-hard cock, her grin growing as she feels how aroused you are.
"Hmm... you really like this, don't you?"
"Ye- OH!" Your answer is cut off by a gasp as you feel her tongue kiss your tip.
"You must have been wanting me the whole time we were working out..."
Well... I may have had my mind on other things. But screw that. I want to enjoy myself, blackmail be damned.
Getting on her knees, her tongue envelops a little more of your member as her hands run down to your legs, stroking your inner thigh.
She readies herself, then practically inhales you into her, taking in every inch of your cock into her mouth as you buck your hips in response.
She quickly gets into a rhythm, the adrenaline making her motions quick and passionate. Her hands cup your balls, gently rubbing them.
You lean one hand on the wall to barely keep yourself from falling as the pleasure makes you lightheaded.
"Holy... jeez, you're really... good at this..." You choke out.
She hums in response, the vibrations making your cock twitch in her mouth as she continues sucking and licking it, occasionally making eye contact to gauge your reactions.
You feel yourself get closer to the edge, and the sight of Sydney's boobs bouncing up and down as she strokes your shaft only makes you crave a release more.
She senses your shallow breathing and deepthroats you, your breath hitching in your throat as she drives you over the brink. You finally release, your cum draining down her throat as she swallows every drop.
Before you even finish riding out your orgasm, she stands up and grabs your chin.
"I did my job. Now time for yours."
Almost shoving you down out of desperation for a release, she leans back and opens her legs, exposing herself to you.
Complying, you bury your face into her sex, her hand squeezing tightly around your hair as your tongue connects with her opening. As you eat her out, licking her clit and sucking the skin nearby, she moans out loud, driving you to go faster.
"Oh, PLEASE... yes, please make me cum..."
You feel your cock hardening again at the sound of her guttural moan, her legs wrapping tightly around you as you push her into the wall to go even deeper.
"OH~~, Yeah, baby, please... I'm so close... ah~"
With one final stroke, she squeezes her powerful legs around your head, making your ears turn white from the blood loss. But you can barely feel it as your senses are overridden by the taste of her orgasm, her juices flowing out of her as she bucks her hips into your waiting lips.
Expecting her to need some time to recover, you slowly retreat, ready to help her if she fell over.
Instead, she stands right back up again as if nothing had happened.
What! How can she just-
"What are you waiting for? Come on, you're not done already, are you?"
With no more desire to wait, you reach for her legs, picking her up and walking forward until her back laid against the wall, your lips locked as you reach a hand down to align yourself with her. In one motion, you thrust into her, both of you groaning into each other's mouths as you feel each other for the first time.
You slowly start thrusting in and out, your arms still holding Sydney's body against the wall as she matches her hip thrusts to yours.
"Now this is a workout," she slyly says between kisses.
Her hands explore your body, moving from your arms to your collarbone, feeling up your biceps and neck muscles.
You break off the kiss, diving into her chest as your mouth takes in one of her breasts. You suck and swirl your tongue, making her gasp.
"Shit... oh, fuck, I'm sensitive there..."
"Are you now?" You smile mischievously as you attack her sweet spots even further, giving her nipple special treatment as you increase your pace down below.
She practically collapses into you, her hands squeezing you as she holds on for dear life. She pants into your ear, egging you on as you devote yourself to making both of you cum.
You set her down, confusing her for a second before you turn her around and push her against the wall once more. She leans forward, presenting her bountiful ass to you. You don't hesitate to squeeze it, reminding yourself of its beauty.
Quickly aligning yourself, you don't hesitate to push yourself in, the new position bringing new shockwaves of pleasure through both of you as you reach even deeper inside her.
Her hands rest on the wall, keeping her from being slammed into it by your powerful thrusts. She squeezes her eyes shut as she moans, letting you know how much she wanted this.
You begin to feel her walls tighten around you as you quicken your pace, faster than you thought you could go.
With no regard, you fuck her like an animal, both of you too close to orgasm to think about anything else.
"Oh, yes! YES!"
With a shriek of pleasure, she hits a climactic orgasm as you thrust your hips into her, releasing yourself deep into her. She turns around, and you kiss each other sloppily, extracting every last drop of ecstasy from the orgasm.
Finally, you pull out, the shower quickly removing all evidence of the lustful activity.
You help her stand up, her legs now appropriately quivering.
"Damn... how did you do that?"
"Huh?"
"I can... barely walk. No guy... has ever done that... to me before," she lets out between pants.
You just grin and kiss her on the lips once more, letting the shower water finally run between your bodies.
You kiss for a few more minutes, your hands gently resting on her hips as you make out with her.
But eventually, she pulls away, turning the shower off and exposing your body to the cold air.
...
"I'll see you later, Syd."
"Yeah, definitely. We should get an actual workout in some time."
"What, was that not a workout?"
"Haha, I meant a more... traditional workout," she chuckles.
"Oh, and how's your arm? I kinda forgot about it..."
"Oh, it's alright now. The bruise will take a bit to recover, but the pain is already almost gone." She waves it around in the air.
"Oh, good."
"So, I'll see you soon?"
"Yeah. Soon," you confirm.
"It better be soon, because I'm gonna be thinking about you every time I work out from now on."
You smile and give her one last peck on the cheek before walking back to your own car, giving her a wave as she leaves.
Damn. That was fun.
...
That was fun, wasn't it? See, I knew you could do it. You handled the pressure exquisitely. Take some time to rest.
Fuck you.
You're tempted to write it out, but decide to only think it instead.
I don't need to care about what she says. But at the same time... don't I? And I still don't know how she can see everything I do. It's creepy, to say the least. Some crazy tech-experienced stalker, maybe.
You get another text, the sound instantly making you groan internally.
But your groan turns to a smile as you see Janet's name light up.
HEY!!
wanted to know if you're down to hang out
we haven't hung out in forever!!
come over to our house whenever today
two of your other girlfriends will be there 😏😉
Your lips curl into a smile as you type out a quick reply, then excitedly head to grab your coat.
...
"Hey! Oh, wow... Janet literally just told us she invited you over! It's so nice to see you!"
Poki leans in for a hug, and she settles into your arms as she inhales the faint scent of your shampoo, not wanting to let go.
You pull Rae into the hug as she appears and squeaks in excitement, and then Janet.
You finally pull away from the group hug, the three girls grinning widely.
"Oh... Hey Celine..."
You sheepishly smile at the small girl awkwardly standing behind the door, turning faintly red at the acknowledgment.
"Hi..." She steps forward, holding out her hand.
You gently shake it for a moment before letting go.
The awkwardness quickly fades as Rae's perpetually cheery demeanor takes over.
"We haven't even shown you the house yet! Let me give you the grand tour!"
You let Rae drag you off to show you around the large house as you look around, impressed.
...
You finally collapse onto your seat at the dining table after being dragged around by the girls and eating a hearty dinner with them, happy to catch up with them.
But the more you spoke to Janet, Imane, and Rae, it was impossible not to notice Celine sinking lower and lower into her seat as her eyes stayed glued to the table. The few times you thought about bringing her into the conversation, your attention was brought elsewhere.
Eventually, she silently stands up and walks to the sink, placing her plate inside and continuing to move away from the table, heading upstairs and giving the group one final glance before disappearing.
"Oh...? Um... do you guys know where Celine went?" Janet remarked after a minute.
"Huh? Oh... wait, I thought she was just here?"
"She went upstairs," you remark, perplexed at the girls' obliviousness.
"Eh, she'll probably come down soon."
The girls, quickly forgetting about their missing friend, return their attention to the late-night streams they wanted to do with you.
"Can you stay over? That would make it so much easier!"
"Where would I stay?" You ask, rubbing the back of your head. "I don't recall seeing a guest room..."
"My room!"
"With me!"
"My bed!"
The girls stare at each other for a moment before bursting out in laughter, being completely serious yet joking at the same time.
You turn red, looking around at the girls.
"You can choose later. No sweat," Poki adds with a subtle wink. "We should probably start stream now. Hop on whenever you'd like."
The girls head off to their rooms, and you stand up from your seat, brushing off your shirt before deciding where you wanted to go first.
Knock Knock.
The door slowly opens a crack, and the woman behind peeks her head out.
"Eek!"
The door slams shut, blasting air into your face.
"Celine?"
You hear shuffling behind the door.
The door opens a sliver after a few seconds, revealing a single tilted eye.
"What do you want?" She swallows, realizing her aggressive tone. "I mean, what's up?"
"I just... wanted to check up on you."
"...why?"
"You were silent all dinner, and then you left. I just..."
"...oh, you noticed?"
"Of course I did... how couldn't I?"
"..."
The rest of the girls didn't really seem to care. Maybe she's used to that kind of treatment.
"I'm sorry if- "
"It's not your fault," she interjects quietly.
"...what exactly... isn't my fault?" You ask, hoping to get more out of her.
"Me... feeling a little left out. It's not your fault that they're all uber-excited to see you."
"So that's it? You feel... left out?"
"What do you mean, that's it? I really don't like feeling left out, so I wanted to be alone."
"No! I didn't mean that it wasn't a big deal! I just meant... we can fix that."
"...how?"
"Well, can you start by letting me in?"
She opens the door, stepping aside for you to enter.
You smile gratefully, stepping in and closing the door behind you.
"Ok. Let's start."
"...start what?" She stares at you, confused.
"Talking. Getting to know each other. I want to know more about you. I don't want you to feel left out when the other girls hang out with me."
"Oh... well..." She looks around as if searching for a conversation starter.
"Oh, I saw your stream yesterday. You had some really good Valorant plays."
"Aw, you watch me? Thanks!! Yeah, not to brag or anything, but I can pop off sometimes." She laughs, plopping down on her chair and spinning, quickly cheering up.
You two continue your conversation, moving from video games to streaming, to personal questions, and then, after hours that felt like minutes, to a game of truth or dare, as you sat on her bed cross-legged while she laid down on her pillow.
"Truth!"
She exasperatedly sighs.
"Aw, come on! How many times have you- "
"If you don't want me to say it, don't make it an option!" You chuckle.
"Alright, fine. Since you want to say truth all the time, I'll make this one really hard for you."
"Deal."
"..."
"..."
"...actually... you don't have to answer this one..." her tone quickly drops to a whisper, and you listen closely.
"Um, ok..." you slowly answer, unsure what question she might ask.
"Have you really... slept with all three of my housemates?" She purses her lips and swallows, barely choking out the question.
Oh. Fuck.
"..."
"..."
"Well... um..."
"That's a yes, isn't it?"
"Well, I didn't go all the way with Poki or Janet, but- "
"Are you gonna try to do the same with me?"
"...what?"
"I have to ask. Are you gonna try the same thing? Try to seduce me like you did them?"
She thinks I seduced them? She definitely has the wrong idea about how this all happened.
"No way! You've got it all wrong! I... don't seduce people, Celine. I just... well, some things happened that I didn't expect, but I definitely didn't plan for this to happen..."
"So you're not gonna try anything sexual with me?"
"Of course not! I promise you that."
In the midst of your promise, you grabbed her hand, holding it with both of yours and squeezing it to show your conviction.
She slowly pulls it away, placing it back in her lap. She still looks uncertain, and you can't take the thought of her still doubting you.
"Let me prove it to you."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"If I only wanted to get to know you for sexual purposes, I wouldn't want to spend that much time with you if I thought I couldn't seduce you, right? So I'll show you that I'm not that kind of guy..."
The kind that just sleeps around.
"So let's hang out sometime. I'll take you wherever you want to go, and I'll earn your trust. I want to be friends. Really."
Taken aback by your words, she sits silently as she tumbles them around in her mind. The silence in the room lingers.
Shit, I didn't sound weird, did I? I hope she doesn't think I want to-
"ok... Let's do it. Tomorrow. Let's hang out. We can plan a picnic."
She slightly grins, committing herself to the deed as you smile back in gratitude.
"A picnic. Alright. That sounds nice."
"I know a good spot, too. Have you been on a picnic before?"
"Yup! I can help you pack some of the stuff we'll need tomorrow morning."
"You better!" She says, giggling.
"And Celine," you say, your tone becoming serious, "I promise you'll have fun. I'll make sure of it."
Her eyes wander over your face as she takes in your appearance up-close for the first time.
"I believe you," she eventually says.
She finally starts her stream, quickly joining some friends to play while many of your fans visited her stream, surprised to see you there.
After another hour, you wished her a quick goodbye as you visited Rae, embracing her as you entered her room.
Oh shit. We're not public. I don't want anyone getting suspicious.
Your thoughts head further and further down that rabbit hole, making you nervous, especially as you consider the outcomes.
If Celine thought I might be some kind of frat-boy seducer, the public would think much worse, wouldn't they? What would happen to me if everything was exposed? Maybe by... a blackmailer...
You push those thoughts aside as you try to enjoy yourself.
You visit the rest of the girls over time, watching the fans cheer each time you entered their favorite streamer's room.
Damn. 4 AM. These girls have stamina.
"Hey, I think I'm gonna head to bed now," you say to Poki.
"Alright, sleep tight," she answers, keeping her eyes glued to the screen.
You want to kiss her on the cheek, hug her, something... but you can't.
Hmm... eventually, something is gonna have to be done about this. And hopefully not by that woman...
You head to the couch, laying down and pulling a pillow over you as a makeshift blanket.
...
Why am I nervous?
You had driven home to change and then pulled up outside the house, waiting for Celine. You had told the girls that you and Celine were going to hang out, and while they raised their eyebrows in suggestion, you assured them it wasn't anything sexual or romantic.
I just want to become friends with her. So why do I feel like I'm going on a date?
You whip your head as you hear knocking on your window. You unlock the car door, and the figure behind opens it.
You audibly gasp as her appearance reveals itself to you.
"Oh my! Celine!" You let out.
"Huh? What? Oh no, do I look weird?"
"No, you look... amazing... now I kinda feel underdressed..."
"Oh, come on, you can't be that- Oh." She stares at your slightly battered jeans and top.
"...yeah..."
"It's my fault. I didn't really know what to wear, so I guess I... chose something nice." She adjusts the bow on her head.
"Well, I certainly don't mind," you casually say as you pull the car into drive. But then, realizing what you said, you mentally stop yourself.
Why did I say that? I mean, obviously, I don't mind, but she's gonna get the wrong idea!
You keep your mouth shut as you drive, glancing over at Celine every now and then.
"Are you ok? You're being quieter than usual."
"Oh... Um, I'm alright."
"Take a left here."
"Huh?" You comply, turning the wheel onto a street heading away from your expected destination.
"You'll see."
She guides you through a few more turns until she tells you to stop, just as you encounter a small cliff looking down into a flowing river.
You step out of the car, setting foot onto the grass as she follows your lead.
"Woah! I didn't know something like this was in LA!"
"Yup! And there's no one in sight! It's my special spot - I come here a lot, actually. It's really peaceful. Even the girls don't know about it."
"So... why did you want to bring me here?" You ask, quickly realizing and regretting the question. But before you can take it back, she answers:
"I don't know... I guess I... wanted something special with you. As friends, I mean. Like a shared secret. Something between us."
Is she blushing?
She takes out the picnic blanket from the car, and you help her lay it down on a grassy patch. Retrieving the baskets of food and drinks, you sit down, sighing as you both take in the view.
"You never told me why you were being quiet," she says, breaking the silence.
"I... wasn't?"
"Oh, come on, you want to be friends, right? So tell me what's up! I care a lot about my friends, so I care about what's bothering them!"
"Well, I... I guess I'm a little nervous," you blurt out.
"Why?"
"I... I don't know."
"You don't know?"
"I can't stop thinking about what you said, about how you saw me... I want to make a better impression now, I guess."
"Oh no! I'm sorry about that, I didn't mean to upset you! I just... I made a mistake. I misjudged you - I know that now."
Her words soothe you, and your shoulders drop, the tension finally being released from you.
"I'm sorry you were holding that in for this long. I should have said something earlier," Celine says apologetically as her hand reaches up and rubs your back.
"Oh, it's alright. I'm just glad you don't feel that way anymore," you remark as you lean into her, moving a little closer until you're sitting side-by-side, both of you facing the open air. She shifts her legs, brushing her smooth skin against yours as she moves. Her dress rides upon her thighs, but she doesn't seem to notice.
She leans back into you, her hair brushing your shoulder.
You both start eating your packed meals. You compliment her cooking as you groan in delight, and she blushes and smiles in response.
You quickly get back into idle chatter, talking about your childhood experiences and favorite foods. You finish your hearty meal, closing the baskets and sighing contentedly.
The sun starts to set, and the perfect spot Celine chose becomes even more ideal as the sun lowers right in front of you.
"Damn! A sunset view too?!?" You yelp.
"Yup! A perfect way to end the date!"
"..."
"..."
"...the what?"
You hear nothing but the background chirping of crickets.
You look to your left, seeing Celine's cheeks bright red.
"Celine?"
"I meant the hangout!" She blurts out, quickly swallowing and trying to compose herself.
"Celine, I- "
"No, I misspoke, I meant the hangout! Really!"
She attempts to laugh, coughing out a dry chuckle.
"Celine..."
She squeezes her fists and purses her lips, turning away from you.
She mutters under her breath, clearly angry but struggling to hide it. Unaware to her, you lean closer, moving your head near the back of hers, managing to barely pick up on a few words:
"...not like this... wasn't supposed to... now he'll never..."
"Celine."
She whips her head around, surprised at hearing your voice so close. She gulps as she sees your face up-close, her gaze flickering down to your lips for a brief moment before she forces them up to your eyes again.
"Is there something you want to tell me?" You ask, already sure of the thoughts inside her head, and now contemplating your own.
"...no?"
You glare at her, making a silent demand that slowly pushes her over the edge.
"..."
"..."
"I like you, okay!?! What do you want me to say?!? Do you think I brought you here, to my special spot, now our special spot, just to be friends? You think I just... I wanted... but now..."
Her voice cracks and trails off as a tear forms in the corner of her eye.
Your hand moves to her face, mere inches away, and she inhales sharply as it strokes her cheek, shaking the tear loose into your waiting thumb.
"I'm sorry... I'm the one who accused you of trying to get with me... now look at me..."
"Celine, it's ok, I- "
"No, it's not. I really thought you were some kind of a player at first, but then seeing how hard you tried to change my opinion of you made me really like you as a person. And all of last night we spent together, and then all of today... I just couldn't help but grow a crush. A really, really big crush."
"Hey, I'm saying it's ok because I- "
"No, don't comfort me." Now in a rambling daze, she stares down at her lap as the words continue to tumble out. You're too nice to be upfront with me. You just wanted to be friends, and look at what I've done. You probably don't want to be around me any- HMPH!"
Your lips gently take hers as you close her eyes, keeping your hand on her cheek. She stops, unable to do anything but sit, frozen, in the blissful presence of your warm touch.
Not feeling her respond, you pull away, seeing her slowly open her eyes.
"...did you just do that to shut me up?"
You chuckle.
"Why are you laughing!?!"
"Because I'm wondering how many more times I'm gonna have to kiss you for you to understand!"
Her frown disappears at the mention of another kiss.
"You... you want to... really?"
Answering her question through action, you lean in again, this time giving her a little more time to prepare. As soon as your lips make contact, she responds, kissing back forcefully. Her hands reach up, one wrapping around the back of your neck and the other resting on your chest.
You sit there for some time, your mind serene and calm from the sweet, radiating warmth of her touch, while her mind raced a mile a minute, trying to take in every sensation as if it would be her last.
"Oh my..." She says, breaking the silence as she pulls away. Tears fill her eyes, but not for the same reason they did before.
She smiles, warming your heart and she leans in for an embrace. You wrap your arms around her and pull her into your lap. She gladly complies, moving over to straddle you. She pushes you down gently into the grass, lowering her lips onto yours once more.
"I had no idea you felt like this..." She quietly says, still in disbelief.
"Honestly, I didn't either. But I realized that... you matter to me. A lot. I guess it took your accidental confession to bring it out of me." You grin.
"But... are you sure?" Her blissful smile fades as doubt starts to fill her head.
"What do you mean?"
I mean, there are so many other women in your life. Come on, be honest - you know you have some of the hottest girls in the scene wrapped around your finger. Why... why me?"
"I care about you, Celine. I said it before, and I'll say it again. You mean a lot to me. I love being with you, and I want to be with you more. As more than just friends. You're special. Really special."
"I bet you say that to all the girls- "
"Celine." Your voice is stern, and her gaze snaps up to yours. "I don't want you to think that you're just another girl on my list. I won't let you believe that. And I mean it when I say that I'll take you out on as many dates as it takes for you to believe me."
She stares deep into your eyes, searching for uncertainty, and seeing none. She embraces you, burying her face into your shoulder, taking in your warm scent and relaxing in your arms.
She sniffles a little, still a little shocked from the whole circumstance, but grateful.
She mutters into your shirt, "Even if this is how you treat every girl... I feel... special, like you said. The way you look at me makes me feel amazing."
You wrap your arms around her, one hand petting her, stroking down the back of her head as she nuzzles into you.
"Can we stay here?" She asks.
"Of course. As long as you want."
She hums in appreciation and takes a deep breath.
"Wow, you smell really good. Reeaallly good..."
Confused, you look down, seeing her eyes drooping as drowsiness overtakes her.
Silently, you watch her slowly fall asleep on your chest, resting her hands on you.
You put your head down and close your eyes, feeling the wind on your cheek and the heartbeat of the sleeping beauty on your chest.