Hey guys another chapter and this is rated M for smut. Hope you like it, let me know what you think. Have a lovely week :)

Chapter Seven: How We Survive Together

Warm rays of light filtered through the window to dance on her bare face. The brightness cast shadows on the carpet warming it for when her toes touched it. Gently her eyelids fluttered open, her eyelashes tickling the side of Eric's still very bare torso. He stirred and too opened his eyes to see Lacey highlighted in a beautiful dawn glow. A smile was on his lips before he could even think about their compromising position. Lacey had an arm slung over him but a silky leg was also draped over his waist, pressing against his morning wood. He tried to shift around before she noticed but a small sleep induced giggle made him stop. "Happy to see me this morning?" Eric groan as a 'yes' reply before closing his eyes again, marvelling in her warmth. However it was short lived as she rolled off of him and out of the bed, stretching her arms above her head making her top ride up her stomach a bit, revealing the flat creamy skin there. Eric laid back enjoying the view but unfortunately it did not help his little problem; which was starting to grow into a big problem. "So, hospital wing today?" She stared at Eric with a raised eyebrow as he furrowed his eyebrows together in the middle of his forehead. "You're really not a morning person?" she giggled.

"Not really" Eric coughed after his voice sounded horse. "I see you are."

"That's right Eric."

"Well maybe one day it will come in useful with this." He pointed to the tent in his lap giving off his favourite smirk. Lacey glanced at it, rolling her eyes and letting a blush adorn her cheeks with her smile. "Anyway" he coughed again, swinging out of bed with his almost painful erection. "I need a shower now, a cold one, so just you know." He made a flapping motion with his arm suggesting for her to do whatever she wanted. Without waiting for a reply he moved swiftly too his bathroom. He stripped off his clothes before jumping in and turning the jet on fall blast with almost artic conditions. After the initial blast he then warmed the water up, satisfied his erection was retreating. Minutes of his mindlessly washing himself, trying to stay away from stray thoughts of Lacey naked, wet and ready for him; he didn't hear the door open, which he forgot to lock.

Light footsteps gently padded in as Lacey made her way to the toilet to sit on the closed lid. She could see Eric's naked butt and back in the slightly fogged glass. His muscles rippled lovely, just begging to be touched. "So-" she said loudly making Eric jump and nearly slip. His grey eyes locked onto hers as he darted round. Eyes widened and hands clasped over his junk. Lacey bit her lower lip seductively, letting her bubbly giggle escape. "I've been thinking."

"Can't you tell me later?" he said a bit high pitched as he moved back around. Rouge suds swiftly travelled down his body and Lacey found she was watching them intently.

"Not really. Basically I've been thinking" she continued without even acknowledging that he was as naked as the day he was born. He didn't really mind that she was sat on the toilet seat, hands folded like a lily in her lap, legs crossed daintily. However, if she wasn't going to come into the shower and sort out his erection that was gradually creeping up again, he did mind. "We like to play games right? That's why I'm here. So, you are obviously attracted to me, I'm still attracted to you. I'm here for the week so why wasted it right? Am I making any sense here Eric?" Lacey casually flipped her ponytail that rested down over her shoulder as she asked. A smirk played on her lips as Eric turned around once more, this time forgetting to shield his junk.

"You are suggesting we have…"

"Sex this week. The game can be called 'Fuck me week'" she giggled causing Eric's to emit a low sexy growl. Before she knew it Eric had turned off the water, opened the door to the shower, crossed the room in long even strides to her and was pulling her to his wet naked body. She squeaked with the sudden movement but when his lips crashed onto hers hard; her voice was lost. His lips were moulding to hers in a desire he had been hiding since yesterday. Backing her up into the counter, his hands spread down her sides to her thighs, picking them up in a flash so she had no option but to wrap her pretty legs around his waist. Once he knew she was secure he made quick work to go back to the bedroom, not breaking contact once. As the bed was in sight her fell with her still clung to him onto the still messy comforter. His mouth travelled across her jawline now to her neck where he lapped at the soft, supple flesh there; relishing in the little gasps she was making. Eric certainly wasn't going to stop as he feared she would change her mind if he did.

Grabbing the hem of her top he rolled it up and over her stretched arms soon followed by the lovely bra he had picked out all by himself for her. Succulent moulds bounced out of the material making him appreciate them so much more. They had certainly grown since he last saw her, much more than a handful now. Leisurely he cupped one in his palm, glancing up at her face to see those bright orbs staring down at him. Her lower lip caught between her teeth, a smile gracing her features too. With a define smirk he bent his head, encasing a rosy nipple in his mouth. Lacey let out a wanton cry full of arousal as he rolled his tongue over the erect nipple, applying a bit more pressure than needed. His animalistic growl filled the room with her moans of delight making his already hard penis even more so. As much as he wanted to give her all the attention she deserved, it was stating to become extremely painful. "I need to be in you Lace. God…" his voice rumbled against her breast. Her petite hands tangled in his locks pulling so his head lifted. Grey eyes boar into hers which gave him all the permission he needed to continue. Crawling down her body, his hands running down her flat stomach he reached the waist band of her shorts. His fingers curled under them, getting her pants material as well, before he frantically stripped them off her; almost ripping the cotton as he went. He had time to be slow with her later, but right now both their desire meant they just wanted to fuck like the mammals they were.

Without a second thought he was back at her mouth, tongues dancing together as he plunged into her wet core. Her moan indicated most defiantly she hadn't had sex in a long time. She was tighter than a spring, covering his member securely like a warm glove. He give her just a second to adjust to his fullness before deciding to move. He was certainly bigger than she remembered no doubt, and his hard chest packed full of muscles above her made her feel safe; something she hadn't felt in years. As he thrust into her, his kisses hot and feverish she slung her arms around his neck, legs around his waist once more. One masculine hand gripped her right hip while the other held him steady above her. He was deep inside her now, making her let out curses. "Oh, fuck me" she whispered against his mouth.

Eric chuckled sinfully moving his delicious lips to the crook of her neck. "That's exactly what I'm doing sweet cheeks" he panted out. Lacey couldn't help but giggle which turned into a loud moan when he hit a particular sweet spot within. Her eyes fluttered closed and Eric took this time while still pounding into her to observe her sweet face. Her skin was practically glowing, hair falling out of the ponytail. She looked like pure ecstasy that he would happily eat up time and time again.

Her nails raking down his back brought him out of his little dream. It wasn't a painful act but an indication of the tightness burning in her abdomen. Eric's thrusts became harder which was making her orgasm rear its head. Hot pleasure began to shatter through her. Her body hummed like electricity flowed through it as her back arched into him, head thrown back on the pillow. She was vocalising everything she felt and needless to say it was a lot. Eric kissed her bruising once more as his own orgasm stuttered through him. The worlds seemed to stop for a second as their highs mingled with each other: neither one wanting to let go, but alas it finally started to come down. Their laboured breaths and the thin sheen f sweat on their bodies a signal of the passionate act they had just experienced. Eric was still inside her, his member now limp from his release, but he desperately didn't want to pull out. However he did, rolling to the side as not to squash her. Difficultly he managed to get the comforter from out their spent bodies to cover her up to under her bust. The sheets lay casually over his own waist as he turned on his side, a hand stroking down the beautiful length of her body. She cracked open her eyes with a smile on her face. "That was so much better than last time?" she giggled.

Eric regarded her with his own smile. "Well back then we were sixteen and had no concept of sex. It was messy, painful and downright just weird."

"I defiantly prefer it now" she breathed, her eyes now travelling to the ceiling. Their first time was a week before choosing ceremony. Both were scared at losing each other, the time for being close was then. That night under the stars they both lost their virginity to one another. It would have been beautiful if they had both known what to do to get the other all fired up. However it was a memory that they both shared. "Eric…" she said when silence had settled between them for a few minutes. "Can I ask you something?"

"Anything Lace."

"Why do you still like me, even after everything I did to you? I broke your heart and here we are years later and you still are obsessed with me. Not trying to blow my own trumpet or sound ungrateful but why?" She still did not turn her head to look at him for fear of something she wouldn't like. He could still chuck her out with no clothes back to factionless. She knew at the end of the week she would leave but it would be her decision. "And I'm still going to break your heart again."

Eric followed the movement of his hand still caressing her side. "I don't like you Lace" he said. "I love you." His words sunk into her like a lead weight and finally she viewed him with teal orbs. "I will always love you no matter how many times our hearts get broken. I will always be obsessed with you, because no matter how fucking hard I try Lace you will never leave my head." His eyes glanced up to meet her glossy ones as he tapped a finger to his temple. "You will break my heart again and again. Every time I will never learn and you will never give into the guilt I know you feel deep down. Every time I'll want more, more heart break so remember this Lace…" he lent in, his lips a hairs breath from hers. His hand came up to clasp her chin gently causing her breath to hitch in not fear but in anticipation. "I will always, always find you. That's a promise, and you know I'm a man of my word, because, you Lacey Miller will always be the torn stuck in my heart." He sealed his speech with a tender kiss on her lips before he rolled out of bed. Making his way to the door he stopped, glancing over his shoulder to her. "That's just us baby, how we survive together. We play the games of a broken heart."