Hey guys! Sorry for the delay on updates, I'm trying my best! Expect updates throughout the week! Let's keep the reviewing going, hopefully more than the last chapter? Okay? No? Great! So, as you know this story is just getting started...please enjoy the seventh chapter of "Rumor has It"...
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RUMOR HAS IT-CHAPTER 7
Progress always involves risks. You can't steal second base and keep your foot on first.
ELI'S PERSPECTIVE
"E-Eli, come on..." Clare whined loudly, my body remaining still as I watched her squirm beneath me and I shook my head, "Nope, not until you admit that you love the taste of my sperm."
"I-I don't Eli," she stuttered as I remained motionless, and I smirked, feeling her arch her back, trying to get off but failing miserably.
My lips teasingly pressed up against her neck, sucking on her skin and twisting it roughly as I ordered against her ear, "Admit it Clare...admit it if you want me...all of me, right now." She moaned at my response, her voice sending pleasurable chills up and down my spine.
"Stop being so stubborn Clare, you can have me if you admit it," I whispered seductively as she whimpered, licking her lips and arching her back beneath me, trying to get me to just move and forget about this whole fight that we had over if she loves my sperm or not.
I know she does...she knows she does...we all know she does.
"E-Eli," her fingers roughly tugged on my jet black hair, making me hiss through my gritted teeth as I said, "Geez Clare, I'm not even having sex with you and you're already ripping my hair out of my head. You know, male patterned baldness plus you ripping out every single strand of my hair that I have isn't going to help me keep my luscious black mane intact."
She smiled and said, "If you don't start moving...I'm never going to have sex with you ever again."
"Is that a threat?" I asked flirtatiously, cocking my head to the side and slowly starting to move my hips. She moaned, a whimper forming in her throat as I pressed soft butterfly kisses on her neck.
"Hm," Clare bit down on her lip, breaking the skin and I smiled, smashing our lips together as my hands roamed up the sides of her breasts. I gripped her right breast in my head, as she pulled away from the kiss with a low, painful screech.
"F-fuck, your nails Eli!" she hissed loudly and I smirked, "Sorry...forgot to cut them."
"Y-yeah, you better get on that," Clare hissed lowly while clawing at my back, her nails digging into my skin and I stopped moving once again, making her lip tremble pleadingly as I ordered "Admit it and I'll do my best on you...right here...right now."
"But your s-sperm tastes horrible Eli," she squeaked as I pounded into her with one thrust, hitting her g-spot, keeping it in place, remaining motionless.
Her hands roamed up my sweaty chest, her fingers slowly grazing down my chest, knowing that the way her cold fingertips moved over my body always turned me on...always made me want to move.
"C-Clare, stop it," I said while gently slapping her hand away, fully determined to win this 'fight'.
She giggled slightly as I shook my head, grabbing her wrists. They were about to touch me when I slammed them down beside both sides of her face. I smirked, feeling her struggle and I said lowly, "Admit it."
I kissed her temple, then her eyelids, making my way down to her navel, plunging my tongue in and out of it, making her shiver beneath me. I smirked, my lips forming into a grin as I began to slowly thrust inside of her.
"H-harder," she begged and I laughed, "Will do...when you admit it."
She growled, and after putting up the biggest sex fight we've ever come across in our 'relationship', she screeched loudly, probably waking up my parents, "I admit it Eli! Your sperm tastes amazing and I would fucking brush my teeth with it every day for the rest of my life, that's how much I love it!"
With the truth finally being said, I slammed into her and she chanted out my name as if it were a song.
"S-so close, s-so close," she whimpered into my ear, her warm breath touching my skin, making my cock burst out in my pleasure. For the first time, I had finished before Clare and I helped her ride out her orgasm, my legs shaking slightly in the process.
"Uh-oh! Oh god Eli! Right there!" Clare screamed as I covered her mouth, hoping that my parents wouldn't wake up from Clare's sudden shrieks as her walls clenched and unclenched around my cock, signaling that she came to an end.
Her warm breath invaded my hand and I laughed lowly, pulling back my hand from her mouth as I brushed back her bangs out of her eyes, wanting to see them.
I slowly made me way fully on top of her, invading her space as our chests collided when she said through hitched breaths, "W-we have to try that again...that felt amazing."
"Sex with me? Oh yeah, I know," I said smugly while pulling out of her, tossing the condom into my garbage can and then lying down next to her as she curled up to my side with a huge grin on her face.
She wrapped herself in the blankets, interlocking our legs as I pecked her lips, closing my eyes gently and she said, "Next time we have sex, hold your breath...it felt so fucking great."
"Clare Edwards cursing in the aftermath of sex and giving advice for a 'next time'? Gasp!" I said slowly, still making her giggle.
I smirked, silence finally coming over the both of us as I slowly closed my heavy eyelids, wanting so desperately to wait until Clare fell asleep so that I could stare at her beauty and not get yelled at by her...but, fighting my body was useless. The darkness overcame me...
4AM-CLARE'S PERSPECTIVE
"No," I groaned lowly while tiredly starting to unwrap my legs from Eli as quietly as I could, trying my best not to wake him.
My eyes clenched together as I got out of Eli's bed, searching for a shirt but could only find his and the boxers that were basically ripped off his body not too long ago. I smiled, throwing his clothes on and walking down the steps to the bathroom.
After finishing up, I took a gulp of my dry throat and realized I was a little thirsty.
As I walked into the kitchen, I opened the fridge and grabbed some Orange Juice. I poured some in a glass and then placed it back in its rightful position.
"Eli's clothes fit you really well," I heard a familiar voice say, making my heart beat race as I nervously searched for the light on the kitchen wall. I quickly switched it on, seeing Bullfrog sitting at the table, holding half a glass of milk with a smirk on his face.
"Y-you scared me," I said smiling in relief and he laughed, "Sorry Clarabelle, I was up...you were only halfway awake...perfect opportunity to scare the shit out of someone."
Now that I was fully awake, I couldn't possibly go back upstairs, crawl into Eli's bed and fall right back asleep...
"Can I take a seat?" I asked, gesturing to the open seat next to Bullfrog and he smiled, "The more the merrier!"
After a couple of minutes of chatting about how school was going and how Bullfrog's radio station was doing, he was kind of starting to grow on me, considering I really don't have a father figure in my life anymore. Bullfrog is just this very kind, open 'fatherly' figure.
"You know, ever since you've been sleeping here, Eli's always so...happy," he said and then continued, "You guys have been friends for what? Four years? I mean, a friendship like that is rare Clarabelle...don't let it go to waste."
"Trust me," I breathed out slowly, "I know.'"
"I know...what you've both been doing Clare," he told me and my heart must have been close to ripping through my skin at the rate it was beating. My throat was growing unexpectedly dry as Bullfrog smiled and said, "You two...you steal one more of my friggin' records to play and put it back in the wrong place, I'll slit that kids throat."
I sighed in relief, smiling and saying, "Sorry...you know how Eli loves his music."
During the week nights, Eli and I would play Bullfrog's records that he had, blast it to the maximum of its volume just so we could have sex without Cece or Bullfrog knowing or hearing of our whereabouts...
"Yeah, he is a clever bastard," Bullfrog said while standing up and pouring his glass of milk into to the sink.
As I was about to go upstairs, Bullfrog called out my name, making me turn around when he said, "Eli's been doing a lot better Clare...with the whole Imogen break up and hoarding...just, please stay around more often. He used to be like a ticking time bomb, you remember those times, so for his sake, just keep doing what you've been doing."
I smiled and said, "Don't worry Bullfrog, I'm not going anywhere."
ELI'S PERSPECTIVE
"Come on," I whined while tugging at Clare's arm as she groaned, "Stop it."
I sighed and said, "Come on you lazy lump, get up! It's already two o' clock; I'm hungry and want to go see the Lion King! You are not going to be spending this Saturday in my bed, well...unless I'm in it and we're naked, but since that isn't the case..."
Clare got up, wrapping the sheets around herself lazily while groaning and moaning in the process. She pounded her feet on the floor with each step she took to the bathroom as I threw her a pair of clothes to the back of her head.
"Get dressed!" I screeched and she responded, "No, I'm going to go naked."
"As much as I'd love to see that picture..." I smirked at her as she rolled her eyes, slamming my bathroom door, which I usually lock throughout the night to piss her off because she always has to pee, but I know making her walk down the steps to the other bathroom will get her angry...so I do it.
"How do I look?" Clare asked, after an hour of taking a shower, changing the clothes that I picked out for her at least ten times and now I can finally eye the most gorgeous human being ever.
Even though, the sweat pants and short sleeve shirt I picked out was pleasurable enough for the eyes to see…
"Beautiful," I whispered while licking my lips, wanting to attack her.
She grinned, grabbed her bag and asked, "To the Lion King?"
I walked up to her and wrapped my arm around her, watching her slip out of my grip as I apologized awkwardly, "O-oh right...public...I forgot."
"It's okay," she mumbled and then continued, "I'll always be here to remind you."
GREAT.
CLARE'S PERSPECTIVE
Tears gushed out of my eyes as the scene where Musafa dies played, even though I had seen this film more than I could count, this scene got me every time, no matter what.
"Oh geez Clare, are you seriously crying?" Eli asked, wrapping his arm around me and pulling me into his chest as I whispered, "It's just...so sad."
Eli smirked, pecking me on the temple as the torturous, heart breaking scene had finally ended...
When the movie ended, I quickly pulled out of Eli's grip he had around my waist and I said, "I have to use the bathroom...give me like-," Eli interrupted me and said jokingly, "Six hours? Will that be enough for you?"
"Probably eight...estimating ten," I smiled as I walked away from Eli, going into the bathroom and noticing a couple of girls from school were here that I recognize in the hallways.
Fuck.
They can't...they can't see me with Eli...then they'll start suspecting things and then...no, they just can't.
As I was washing my hands, I noticed one of the girls from Degrassi walk away from the sink, looking at me as if I was a disease and then she gave me the dirtiest look I've ever seen in my life.
"Do I have something on my face?" I asked the old lady who was standing next to me, smiling with no teeth as she said, "No darling...you're lookin' quite snazzy for the dark haired young fella' waiting outside for you."
I smiled as she said, "I couldn't help but realize how much you two make a cute couple...my husband would never hold me when I cry during the Lion King. In fact, when that part was on he was on line getting a refill on his popcorn for himself."
We both laughed, enjoying each other's company.
"Yeah...well, we're just friends so," I noted to the old lady as her face saddened slightly and said, "Well...that's too bad because I could swear-," I interrupted her, already knowing what she was going to say as we said at the same time, "the look in his eyes that he gives you is very rare."
She smiled, touched my arm and said, "Don't waste your time looking for something better than that, honey...because, that right there, what you have?...that's something you should hang on to forever. Sorry to tell you this, if it upsets you, but it aint' gonna' get any better than that."
I sighed aggravatingly, looking at my reflection and just when I was about to protest against her, I glanced around myself, only to realize that old lady had vanished before my eyes.
As I walked out of the bathroom, glaring down at my feet, I glanced up when I heard my name, seeing Eli, standing with a huge, pink teddy bear in his hands while yelping, "Hey Clare! I won this for you in the matching thingy that usually rips people off!"
"Isn't this cool?" He asked, handing it to me and I smiled, "Yeah Eli...it's really cool."
When we started walking side by side, I glared down at his empty hand, not being able to fathom the advice from the strange old lady in the women's bathroom back at the movie theater.
Maybe she was right...maybe what Eli and I have is rare...so rare that I should stop thinking about my past, put it behind me forever, bury it one hundred feet in the dirt and never even think about it again.
Maybe I should just...take a risk for once.
Fuck it, I'll just tell him!
"Hey Eli," I said as he glanced down at me, the 'look' in his eyes shining brighter than ever before as he stopped walking, becoming slightly concerned as I searched for the right words to say.
"Yes?" He asked, gripping the bear tighter in his arms.
I smiled, looking up at him, my eyes glancing down to his empty hand once again as I shook my head slowly, stroking the bears head and then saying, "W-we uh, we're going to have to pick out a name for him."
Chickening out of what I should do...another thing that I love to do, right next to running away from my feelings.
END OF CHAPTER 7
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