This chapter isn't smut. I was on the train. I simply wrote. For smut, wait till next chapter, updating in 3 days.

Hey there. You. Yes you; sweetie. You reading this right now listen up. I'm about to tell you a few important things and it is paramount that you listen to me right now. Okay.

You are beautiful. I don't care what people say about how you maybe don't look like a girl- you do- or don't sound like a girl or don't act like a girl or whatever crap. You are as woman to me as the sun is hot. And that is also a bad comparison because as far as hot is concerned, you are realllly hot and few things compare.

Let me start with your face. It's beautiful. I love it when you smile, when you look at me, when you are shy and blushing slightly in your bra. I have no doubt you'll look even better in a lusty state; your hair tousled, your eyes glazed over, your mouth hanging half-open. That's gonna be some hot stuff.

I want to talk about your body, and your... well, member. And all the other things too but most of all I want to talk about you. Because (and I know because is not a proper way to start a sentence) let's face it; bodies will change. As time goes on, for me, I'm slimming down. You want to know what my fantasies are? I want to get to the point where I am so physically appealing, so sexy; tight, firm thighs, smooth toned legs. A slim, grabble waist. A flat belly leading up to my pretty little face. Soft peachy buttocks ready for your plundering. I want to reach the point where you grow hard when you see me half-naked; and lordy, do I love to tempt.

I write smut by the daily. It's fun, practises my creative writing, and let me give you a taste of what I want to do with you. To you. As you do to me. I know I would love it.

It is not that I'm not fit now. But years of weight training and muay thai has left me... bulky in certain places. I am not soft and squishy. I am hard to hug. Like a slightly smaller, non-Russian, 5 foot eight Zarya. But jet black hair.

In a few years our bodies will change so much and so may our hearts but that is then, and I want to talk about now. Let's start with the mundane, for I grow sentimental fast once I start and don't quite shut up till your ears fall off; even if you insist you like the sound of my voice.

I left league for Zerg today. At the moment I was Plat 2 Terran, Gold 2 Toss and Diamond 3 Zerg. Actually I left all three race ladders and reset our ranked borders because I wanted to play my way up to Diamond again as a different race. I've played about 800 matches of Zerg in 28 days; that's... a lot. And even if I only played about 60 of those matches in ranked ladder climbing to Diamond, the race has grown boring for me.

I missed you when I played. You're bad. You suck. Yeah. But when I see that I don't feel like throwing you sixty links to PrimaStrategy guide or some WinterSC videos or go to . Non. I want to sit down with you and speak to you and tell you. Sweetie, supply depot on 14. 16 Gas. 17 refinery. Baby remember to scout for 2nd base. Bunker? More marines. I want to dedicate to you. To teach you and watch you grow and learn and crush the first real player under your Terran boots (or should I say high heels). Then I want you to be Terran your way up the ladder and ripping every nerd a new one until we have four gallons of tears and drink it after sex.

Sip sippy sip sip as we bask in post-coital glow and count nerds' ladder points. The life, baby. The life as we want it.

Anyways. Regarding Zerg.

I know I'll return to it. Just not now. Today I played placements for Terran , we're currently at Silver 1 with 11 wins and 3 losses. If I have time I should break gold by next Friday; Plat before Mid November when the season finishes if my Terran macro actually pulls itself together instead of fat-fingering all my barracks.

I'm so excited for the new F2P changes. This will probably signal an influx of curious players into the ranked ladders looking at this new game now that all the content has been removed from behind the paywall. I will try to get at least Plat with all 3 races before Sc2 goes Free to Play. The new noobs will be inflating gold and below and they'd be too innocent; beating them teaches me nothing and only makes them frustrated with the intense 1v1 nature of starcraft 2 so I want to escape the chance of matching with them before the gates open.

Terran is interesting; I'm playing it as I would if I was Zerg and I'm steam-rolling people; but steam rolling Golds is nothing to speak about, so anyways...

I love you.

I love the fact that when I wake up in the morning the first thing I see is you texting me to tell me about all the updates at Blizzcon, new Immortal Orisa skin! I love how you care about me and my sc2 passion. You make me feel important. You are the best, sweetheart. Immortals are stupid. Stupidly good. Make them as Toss; half the game won up to diamond/masters. Of course good macro to back it up but basically; have problems? More immortals.

It's like with Zerg, something I'm still trying to learn. I hate macro-ing. I hate sitting back and playing the strategic long game. We begin and I'm scouting and probing because I'm insecure and I wanna attack, attack, attack! And it works a lot; but if they hold it and counter push with tanks and like 2 dozen marines I'm fucked.

So no more aggression. No! Aggression bad. Ellie stop be insecure. Sit back; keep tabs on them and make more drones. Have problems? Make more drones. Send more drones. Thanks Obama.

How long are we now. 4 months? About there. Four steady months. Four months of talking to each other every single waking hour, every day. Playing games with each other; laughing, crying with each other. Leaning on each other. The Zerg and the Terran. Although if you ask what my favorite race is, I'd say American, because that's who you are and (intense winking) I want you to rain your freedom upon me.

Colonize this body. It belongs to you, Mistress. I'm on the train. It's been a long day; I played Overwatch again with Cham for like an hour after a month away from it then I took to Ladder and played four hours of Sc2 and killed some nerds with my very clumsy Terran. I'm going to bed in like... 40 minutes?

As soon as I get home I'll shower and sleep. I need to wake up at 5.30 tomorrow to practise more Terran. I have like a 10 hour work shift tomorrow bless me and I need to leave home early as well so I won't have too much time to talk to you, that's why I'm typing out this on the train so I can send it to you before I sleep.

I love you. It's raining now and I don't have an umbrella. I'll be all wet when I get home and I wish you would be there to spoon me as I drift off. You are my tol jellybean. My cuddlebear. Mein schatz.

I adore you for it.

I'm honestly tired that's why I'm ranting. I'll post this to ao3 tomorrow so the entire world knows just how much I love you, too. You are best girl. Anyone else who disagrees may lie before my approaching mail delivery truck while I roll it forward.

I need to go. I love you. Goodnight darling.