ONION P1

Setting: Alternative Universe. Teen humans.

Shipment: Kara & Chloe

Ranking: PG-13

Trigger: Obedience

Tagline: Yes, it is more comforting to be lied to than to face the truth.

Word Of Gay: In this AU, Chloe's father is Elijah, and Chloe is privileged and very much sheltered by her only parent. Elijah is possessive of her since his wife die when she was younger. Kara was adopted by the Chapman family since she was a child by being in the foster system. Her sole parent being Rose and a sibling to Adam who she gets along with. Thanks to Adam's encouragement, Kara asked Chloe out and are a recently new couple. Elijah and Rose are unaware of this. Chloe is currently getting ready to meet Kara and this is where our story begins.

*Italics are their inner thoughts. But italics inside parenthesis are Elijah's remarks if you ever see them.

Chloe has a pretty close relationship with her father to her dismay. Elijah being the sole parent, has become her voice of reason and is often seeking his approval. He is forever present in her decisions and often feels guilty for going about things differently. Her way of upbringing is pretty strict and feels paranoia to disclose her feelings for Kara to him. She hides her and herself. In this chapter, we're going to explore how her relations with Elijah has shaped her to be the person she is. You'll see some of Chloe's inner monologs alongside her father's remarks. Understand? Good.

*Rules, 'trigger' are words and themes that causes a major change in a character in my story. See it as keywords to look out for. You can see them as # even. In this chapter, 'Obedience' is what is revolving around Chloe. A 'tagline' is self-explanatory. And Word of Gay is basically Authors Note.

The font is so atrocious here that I rather just show a picture and redirected you to where the fiction actually is. The 'read more' option never worked for me on mobile so I rather spare you one massive post of text. Because even when added in, it's ignored on the app for me.

Rain.

Chloe had never really formed an opinion about the rain until now. Until that point, rain had meant an umbrella and a change of socks at the day's end. Maybe she would have to pay attention to where exactly her extra socks went. Maybe it would be muggy afterwards. Maybe she'd need a jacket because it was cold.

Just simple things. Rain was an inconvenience at worst and relaxing to listen to at best. Maybe. Just maybe. But today rain was something evil, a Satan-spawned plague brought on by too much perversity and abortions and not enough disciple by the world at large; rain was something to be hated and feared. Rain was—Rain was at her doorstep. Her heart slowly sank as the realization of her hair coming undone by the rain were flooring her, of all the negative effects rain had on her appearance, this was a true nightmare.

No longer perfect.

"No!" Chloe blurted out chasing away such an awful thought. Determine to quickly counter this she bursts through her closet doors and tried to find a proper rain jacket, a hoodie perhaps? She immediately didn't like that would cover her blouse from view, she didn't like that anything would her hard work of getting ready this morning. She wanted to show off her outfit, be her girlfriend's eye-candy, not hide it under a hoodie. But it will shelter your hair. She stopped in her tracks and quickly went back to her hoodie section, suddenly the idea of her hair being wet again was incredibly alarming all over again and found her focus.

She likes to touch my hair.

The idea of having it be an ill-experience for Kara was just terrible for Chloe. She was not going to allow it.

She yanks the hoodie out and slides it over her body adjusting it just right, knowing that she'll need an umbrella regardless, she grabs one too. Feeling like she outsmarted the weather she stares down at her boots and whines out feeling defeated. Come on! She looks up her ceiling for a moment, just being angry and finally mumbles making her way out, grabbing her book bag along, going downstairs.

"Chloe-" She looks up and sees her father called out to her as he puts down his coffee but she can't help but to look out the window and pause again. Still in denial, as the clouds steadily hide away the sun, changing its color to a bleak despair, that was nothing more than a darker, more translucent version of itself. It was raining. Her heart began to harden. "Chloe, I can take you to school. Are you ready?" Her father continues with a small smile as he gathers his things. In an involuntary moment of panic, Chloe's mind jumped someplace she didn't really want it going, so she paused and forced herself to think rationally.

No. NO. Her heart hardens. The consequences of the current weather situation were becoming severe by the minute. "No. I mean—it's quite alright. I'm prepare for it. Besides I'm running late-"

"More reason for me to take you. Come." Her father cuts in insisting once more making his way to her and comes to a stop. "Chloe." Elijah began with a more serious tone and steps up to her bringing her chin up to him. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Was the only thing going through Chloe's mind. She tried her best to remain stoic looking up at him. His eyes glared at Chloe's lips and felt discomfort knowing that Chloe made an effort to be ready. For whom, he had no idea. But he certainly wasn't going to give them the satisfaction of seeing this, Elijah tilts his head and presses his thumb down against her lower lip and brushes it across removing it.

Chloe's heart sank as her eyes widen looking up at him.

Only removing that.

Don't purse your lips. Don't. Don't smear it to the lower lip for an even finish. Don't. Not in front of him. Don't.

Chloe felt like crying. It took everything inside her to not protest, to scream, to go against him, never, but she made sure her lips didn't touch. She made sure not to say a word.

She let him have his moment.

She let him.

And that was something Chloe had to live with.

"Come." He stated after letting go of her chin. Elijah didn't wish to bring up the same subject as before, for now, he made it his life goal to be the one taking her to school directly. She stared straight ahead and readjust herself before following suit.

He knows.

She basked that in.

An idiot move to have applied it.

To Chloe, the possibility of having her father assumed that she could be lying to him was scary, but she had made sure that it wasn't the worst of his fears, yet. So, in contrast, it was more comforting that way.

Yes, it is more comforting to be lied to than to face the truth. The way she saw it, it wasn't a crime. She wasn't lying about anything. She just wasn't saying the alternative truth to it. Had he asked the right question. Chloe honestly wasn't sure if she would have been honest about it. Feeling her father vibe of impatience at the door, she surrenders herself, knowing that going against it would be most unwise and the last thing she wanted to do was give an explanation on why she at all cost she must walk out in the rain when there is perfectly a car available in the driveway.

Yes. Make sense of that. She swallows hard and finally says "Alright." Chloe begins to walk out as her father holds the front door open for her.

Her most honestly transparency was this morning and he just swipes it away as if nothing happened. Symbolizing where he stands at this whole 'dating' thing. Chloe had often wonder if he would react this way if he had known it was a woman. She can see him being disgruntled at the thought of a man, but a woman?

Maybe it's worst. (I didn't raise you to be like this, Chloe.) She could imagine he'd say.

A part of her was grateful for the hoodie, it covered a nice blouse her father had gotten her. He may have forced me to remove it.

No. Chloe corrected herself.

He would remove it himself. Like before. Spewing how I don't need such clothes, that I was beautiful enough with the simplest things.

Her brows come together lightly, feeling saddened by this. She made sure she didn't have eye contact with him and just stared out her window. It's not that she didn't wish to be rude and be ungrateful to everything her father has done, she just didn't want to come undone in front of him. Her father was becoming a stronger force than the current downpour. As much as she wanted to pull out her phone to message her, she fringes from doing so to avoid any conflict. She was thankful enough he didn't question her appearance. To see what was underneath.

Like that one time?

(I don't like secrets, Chloe. You must always be honest with me.)

Girls will be girls? And girls like to look pretty. Perhaps? She hoped that was his thought process and would be her reason. Or maybe he wasn't expected to be sided by her lip-gloss to process it more. In any case, she was thankful that he didn't ruin that, She pressed her lips together lightly remembering what was removed. Her father finally spoke as he pulled up to her school startling her deep thoughts.

"Chloe." He began.

Chloe's mind cleared immediately as she felt an uplift burst of energy just to be in the drop off zone ignoring her father.

"Chloe!.." Elijah began, trying to get his daughters attention who suddenly stopped in her tracks looking back at him in silence.

He seemed conflicted by her stared and finally said: "Be good."

"—Okay." Chloe said, as she finally got out thanking him for the ride.

She didn't move. She waited for him to pull away and felt an eerie sense inside building up as he did.

He definitely knows.

What exactly, she wasn't certain. She just knew he caught on to something. Her new goal was for him to not find out about it. Briefly, she even felt something other than her usual vague sense of guilt towards her father.

The more she considered her father's words, the more uncertain she became about how to approach this matter.

Be good. She bites her lower lip replaying it. But I'm always good.

Unless he was referring to her?

She swallowed hard at that. Her cheeks flustered up at the mere possibility.

Maybe.. Just maybe—she would. Chloe smiled inside as she walked into class.

It must had been an eternity since she last saw her girlfriend, because Kara couldn't hold her any tighter than she already was. "I'm still upset about this morning." Kara began as she continued to embraced her from behind letting Chloe melt in her arms, making herself right at home. "It was out of my control." Chloe commented softly with pink cheeks letting Kara take in her scent in, grateful for her work earlier to have her enjoy it. She started to sense where this was going that she tilted her head exposing more of her neck down to her collarbone that Kara started to lick it. Chloe closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh, just feeling her warm skin be caress with a wet tongue. It send shockwaves down her spin feeling herself fidgeting. Trying to hold on to her. Kara wearing boots didn't help matters in being slightly taller, she felt small in her arms. And in just those few minutes, she was fully hers. She didn't wish to just know it, she wanted to feel it.

Kara lowered her head more licking pass her neck painfully slowly for Chloe's taste. She couldn't help but squirm in her embrace. Kara's grip loosens up, but that wasn't the only thing going down, Chloe felt her sides being gently caressed making her eyes widen.

Bold. Very bold. Chloe knew this side of Kara existed, and it very much arose her to be desired by her like this, being reminded of this also makes her wonder if she would actually go all the way if she would just let her. As much as Chloe was enjoying this new-found affection, she knew that Kara didn't have much of any brakes once she'd get started. This actually excited her and worried her as well. Kara's hands eventually found their focus under Chloe's blouse, stroking her stomach feeling it tone, nibbling her ear in the process making Chloe protest about it. Kara had reached her weakness. And while Chloe was very much enjoying this and wish she'll never stop she knew she had to be the responsible one and glanced at her watch for a moment.

She was quickly devastated. How she manages to pass 30 mins in an instant was baffling to her. She knew their time was coming to a sudden end. It was always like this. The moment they would get intimate with one another, they had to split, or perhaps it was Kara's fault for taking her sweet time on lingering around long enough to make Chloe go insane that made their departure that much more devastating. Chloe groans and shifted some moving her shoulder up alerting Kara to stop. "We can't.. we're running out of time." She murmured turning her attention to her as she started to pull her hands out from under her. "What? It's time already?" Kara was baffled, confuse beyond believed and grabbed Chloe's wrist to look at her watch.

Devastation was written all over her face, and it was an impression that Chloe share as well, Kara wraps her arms around her whining. "But I want more." Kara had deluded herself that by doing this, time itself will last longer. How that is even possible was beyond Chloe, but she couldn't help but laugh knowing that Kara was always the biggest baby when it comes to this. As seconds slipped between her fingers, she had become silent as Kara remain her current position. Denial perhaps?

Now or never.

She swallowed as her heart started racing for different reasons. Her cheeks became brighter than before as thoughts came into mind and she parted her lips. "Kara..." she began; finally breaking the silence. The sweet torture it was.

Her tone was different that it captures Kara's attention 100%, the forever silent girl, remained that way without questioning her. Could you face her as you say it? Chloe wasn't sure if she could, but she didn't wish to be a coward about it. It suddenly became a situation where it didn't matter how she said it, she was just really hoping she won't be rejected. Her heart started to race as she turns her head to the side to face her and raised her hand up to stroke Kara's cheek and gives her a serious expression. Kara's heart was racing expecting something horrible at the seriousness of this.

With immense strength, she finally said: "My father's not home tonight.." Chloe had just delivered the softest whisper Kara has ever heard. There was a tone of seduction behind it all, letting Kara's eyes widen upon hearing such sweet words feeling Chloe's lips press against her sealing the deal.

Rejection wasn't an option. It was forbidden.

Final Note: Yes, this isn't very smutty for a PG13 rating, but bear with me. It's coming. This couldn't be accomplished with them as androids that I had to switch it to humans. While I'm very aware that they're adults in the game this just made more sense to me if they were teenagers in high school where emotions and new sensations are to be explored. The inexperienced it brings to the table gives you a much boarder freedom as a writer. I'm sorry if I ruined your chances of them 'sparkle sparkle' when they remove their hand skin. Apologizes for the horrific grammar and errors.