Her Body
Part 2 of Her Room
Once again, I own no-one besides my sweet Elliot 3
The soft trickle of hair against his chest woke him up. Green eyes clenching open, the world blurry around him until he regained focus. He shifted slightly, feeling the satin sheets below and above him, topped with a heavy downed comforter. Feeling body heat that wasn't his, he shifted slightly, looking to the left of him. He quickly caught his breath.
Ellie lay next to him, long blond hair covering the top of her body, which was in fact naked. Her icy blue eyes were closed, and her breathing was soft and gentle as she slept soundly. The red satin sheets of her bed only covering her lower body, as well as his.
Being Wally, he lifted the covers to see if they were completely naked. He quickly lowered them. Yes. They were.
Running his hands through his messy red hair, he let out a deep breathe. He could have sworn last night was just a wet dream, nothing more, nothing less. He was obviously wrong. However, now that he was awake and thinking about it, he was remembering the vivid images running around in his hormonal teenage mind.
Like a flashback, he watched it before his green eyes. It happened so quickly, so intimately. He remembered sitting on her bed, in that room of hers. They were talking through the door of her bathroom; she was changing out of her uniform from the mission they had just returned from. When she walked out he wasn't paying attention until he saw her kitty craw up the back end of her bed towards him.
Those ice blue eyes were glazy as she purred deep in her throat. He felt his hands tremble as sweat started to form along his hair line. His own eyes slowly trailed down from her face to her body. She was wearing an extremely low cut yellow tank top, pressing her breasts out for him to get a good look at. The panties she wore were red with little flash symbols etched into them; she knew how to get to him, that was for sure.
She watched him twitch and fidget as she got closer and closer to the teenage boy, a smirk crossed her full lips when she saw how much her sultry, cat like moves were getting to the boy.
He remembered the sudden surge of excitement run through his body when she pressed her body against his, that rough cat-like tongue of hers running against his jaw line. His shaky hands touching her warm legs, her skin like a drug as he found he couldn't let go of her.
It became foggier as he tried harder to remember, Wally couldn't really see anything in his mind, but he heard noises. Her soft purring, the loud yowls of excitement, and when she cried out his name in different tones.
He snapped back out of his memories when he felt the teenage girl next to move slightly, taking her body warmth away with her. He found he felt cold and empty, even though his high metabolism always kept him at a toasty level.
With a sigh, the red headed speedster smirked at his memory of last night. When he heard a slight noise echo from the soft mouth of Ellie, he figured she was dreaming about it as well.
Running a finger up her side, he watched her twitch. "Good morning Elliot." He grinned like a fool by calling her by her full name. His green eyes glanced up at the sun, which was slightly peaking at the horizon. Curling up against her body, he wrapped his arms around her thin waist and placed his head against her back as he slowly fell asleep.
Her body. That's what he was falling asleep against. The warm, womanly body of Ellie. The body of the teenage girl he was quickly falling for. Falling completely on his face for.