Disclaimer: I don't own Life is Strange or its characters. Everything belongs to SE Europe and DONTNOD.
She could have me, no, have all of me. I didn't really care why this was going on, all I knew was that Chloe Price was driving me absolutely mad. She had me locked beneath her long legs on her bed, was kissing my mouth making me sick with want, hands in my hair. A rush of heat washed over my body, a feeling of something wild even. I was like a pinned animal, Chloe's prey that was struggling with a mix of fear and ecstasy as our bodies clashed in the light of the dying sun. Chloe was so intense now, so dominant. I guess I was into that, maybe I needed someone who played rough to lead the way. She was the first to jump in on a crazy idea with her party-girl pride and I ate it up in her wake. I just never dreamed we would be having sex, or did I...? Were we having sex? Wait, did this mean I was a lesbian?
"Chill out, Max," my friend laughed, stopping for a hot minute to stroke my sweaty bangs off my forehead. I wondered if since I could reverse time she had somehow picked up telepathy. With all the shit going against the laws of physics lately, I wouldn't be surprised. At least the brief pause gave me a chance to catch my breath. "You okay?" She finally asked. Ah, just the words I wanted to hear.
"I'm... just confused. That felt really good. It's just kind of a lot at once..." My response was a kiss on the forehead and the flopping of my friend's body beside me. "Fine. I'll wait. You tell me when you're ready and then we can turn it back up, or not."
I exhaled, my heart was on steroids. What just happened? My mind was crawling for answers. Then it hit me: that kiss. Chloe dared me to plant one on her and then like a lit match we were on fire. After a few minutes of contemplation I moved on to my side to face her. She was shirtless; a black bra was all that remained on her upper torso. No beanie either. She'd of course convinced me to lose Rachel's top too.
This week had been crazy as fuck, surprise sex was the icing on the cake. But who didn't like icing? Slowly I rested my head on top of Chloe's waist, her abs were rock-hard but she was warm.
"Diggin' my six pack?" Chloe laughed, as she wove a hand through my messy mop head. Her fingers running through my hair was addictive, each time she'd leave my tresses I'd crave her touch again. So weird. Maybe it would explain why companion animals were called "pets". I mean, humans were considered animals too, right?
Before I knew it I had crawled on top of her, body-to-body, eye-to-eye. I felt another heated rush, something deep inside of me ached for more. It literally hurt. "Ow..."
"What's wrong?" I looked at her face, struggling for words.
"I..., I don't know. Between my legs... It just hurts." Chloe gave a hearty sigh, as if she easily connected the dots.
"You sound like you're just a little too tight down there. No, wait... You're a virgin?" If I couldn't tell if I was blushing before, now I knew my face was absolutely scarlet. Then I realized I was straddling her.
"Oh shit... I'm sorry..."
"No no, Max. Chill dude. It's fine, if I didn't want you parked on my body I would have immediately bucked you off," Chloe's hands found the small grooves of my hips "Mama likes, so keep doing what you do. If it's cool."
"Oh yeah? To be honest, I'm kind of clueless. I'm glad you're happy though." I managed a smile, deciding to come in for another kiss. I got some teeth back. My legs relaxed a bit, as our forms collided. She kissed my ear, blowing in a hot breath.
"I love you, Max."
"You did say you're the only one for me, right?"
"Yeah, I meant it."
It was official; Chloe had become my Gateway-Drug
