Another take on the scene in Paul's car.
A/N: Adult scenes
They've been spying on the beautiful Aster for Twenty minutes. Maybe more. Paul hasn't been paying attention. Time does fly when he's around Ellie. At first, he was telling the truth. He did dream about Aster. The way she brushed her hair behind her ears when she read her fancy books. Or the way she'd stare at the teacher when she scribbled in her lessons. At first he wanted to be a part of that. Then he'd met Ellie.
The first thing he did when she fell off her bike was note how cute she was. Always dressed in fleeces and anoraks. Caring more about her own comfort, that trying to look good for any guy. The fact that she didn't care about what anyone thought, make him care about her all the more. He didn't realise how much until they're spying on the brunette, and all he can think about is this hot, A-star student sitting next to him.
"Why are you here?"
"I'm helping you. I thought you were into this?" She snaps.
"No, why Squahimish?"
"What?"
"I mean, you're so smart and cute, and funny. A genius type of chick that likes to study. Just like your dad. Why bother with this dead-end town?"
"I came to help you out. I didn't come here for the third degree!" Ellie makes a motion to open the car door. But he taps her on the shoulder.
"Wait! I'm sorry!" He shuts the door and starts the engine.
"Where...where are we going?"
"Some-place quiet" He nods and gently smils Heart beating furiously, as she calms down and leans in the seats. Ellie's dad may have issues but it's nothing compared to three sisters and Four brother's that he's got at home. They hear the yelling before they've even gotten out of the car. In the living room they stare at the Munsky family, roaring about sports to sausage pie, to who threw the control in the dog bowl because they coudn't take out the batteries...
"Do we...say hi...or?"
"God no, straight upstairs...if...that's cool with you?" Paul asks trying not to look at her but pointing upwards.
"Sure?"
"Are you picky about food?" He asks.
"Something tells me your family think picky eaters are a crock of shit. Were's your room?" Ellie asked.
"Fourth door on the right"
That's how he finds Ellie sitting on the edge of his bed, swirling cheap cherry soda with a straw. "Taco sausage for the lady!" Paul grins sliding the plate onto her lap.
"Shit that's hot!"
"Sorry! There you go!" He apologizes, putting it on the bed.
"I should be the one apologising"
"Why? I'm the one burning you with Taco sausages asking dumb questions"
"You're not dumb. I'm just...weird!" Ellie sighs, taking a rough bite of the taco.
"Sure you're weird but..."
"When there's a but, there's always something worse coming up!"
"I was gonna say you're my favourite weirdo" Paul sticks his tongue out and gently strokes her thigh with one finger. "Sorry...again! I...didn't wanna burn your legs with that taco. Ellie I...I don't wanna hurt you at all. I wanna do the opposite of hurt you. I want you to be happy around me" Sure, there's a odd mix of spicy sauce, lettuce and cheese when he kisses her. He pulls back as she immediately gulps the food down and grabs her bag, getting out some gum.
"The Aster issue?" She asks, popping an extra strong circular mint into her mouth.
"She's nice, but...she's not you"
"You're damn right she's not me! She looks like a victoria's secret model"
"Sure you do...with the glasses off!" Paul points at them.
"Ass-hole!" She grins, he leans into her, brushing her hair over her shoulder to kiss her properly. Now she tastes a lot better. The mint making it easier to work his tongue in. She paws lightly as his chest. He pats the bed and leans facing upwards. He lightly pings at her first shirt.
"El, how many shirts have you got on?"
"Enough for you to start a where's Waldo book for my tits" She smirks. Paul takes that as an an invitation to lift up her T-shirts one by one, hiking each multi-coloured t-shirt up to her neck. He smiled as he ran a shaky hand over her tits. Gently prodding her dark brown nipples with his thumb. It doesn't take long to slide her jeans and panties down to her ankles. Alarmed at being too bare, she pulls down her T-shirts.
"I like looking at you"
"You can look at one section at a time, like...butchers meat" She raised her eyebrows. He nods, lightly kissing her stomach dotting her smooth yellow skin in kisses, trying not to leave saliva. "How experienced are you?" She asks.
"Experienced enough" He runs his hand along her thighs stroking her private hair. Before burying his head inbetween her slim thighs. He kissed her slowly, lips on her lips before using his tongue to tease her.
"Shit!" She whispers rocking herself on her elbows.
"Did I do something wrong?"
"It's you, but now it's not! someone's coming, not me for now, unfortunately!" She hikes her legs up. Paul scrambles off the bed grabbing his taco plate while his "friend" pulls her jeans back on.
"Paul!" His mother Kath, jerks open the door frowing at him before casting an eye on his new friend. "Oh, you brought your little Chinese friend in! Why didn't you bring her down! Say hello to everyone! You know Paul's sister is learning Japanese at school!" She grins.
"This probably isn't the best time to say that Japan and China aren't...that's awesome!" Ellie nods.
"Ma, we're just hanging out eating Taco's. I'm gonna take Ellie home soon"
"Nonsense! We all speak really great English Ellie, so you can learn from us!" Kath beamed.
"Ma!"
"Paul don't be embarrassed! Ellie's a cinnamon muffin of a girl aren't you Ellie? Come on, grab ya plates and let's go! She orders, waving them over as both teenagers reluctantly grab their plates.