This story was written last month and I was looking over this chapter to make sure there were no (hopefully) grammar or punctuation mistakes, because I hate that, and I realized that I had forgotten what happens in this chapter. Let's just say that even I said to myself, "I can't believe I'm gonna post this!" But anyway...

Warnings and all, just like the rest. Stay frosty.

El combed her fingers through Mike's damp hair, allowing their eyes to study each other's faces as they both grinned stupidly.

Mike was a little afraid he'd do something wrong and break the spell of whatever new corner he and El had seemed to turn, but there was no way he was going to tell her no, probably to anything. If she wanted him to take a shower with her, Mike was going to take a shower with her.

"Sure. If that's what you'd like. Could I borrow a towel?" He noticed that the shadows had changed in the room and it was much darker outside than when they'd arrived after their class.

"Sure."

El opened her closet and handed Mike a new towel, while she used the same light blue one.

Inside the shower cubicle, their bare skin was already touching in the cramped space as El turned on the warm water. She considered apologizing for it, but she figured Mike was already used to the small college bathrooms. Besides, she didn't mind his form slightly pressed over hers as they showered together.

El took the soap first, lavishing her soft skin until it created a white, flower-scented foam. Her hazel eyes fixed on Mike the entire time she did it, watching in awe how godly he looked with water dripping down his ivory skin and how he pushed his wet locks away from his face. She didn't even realize how focused she had been on staring at him until his gentle hand grabbed hers and aimed for the bar of soap.

Averting her gaze timidly, she murmured, "If you don't have to go home today...maybe, I mean if you want...maybe you could sleep here."

Mike took the soap from her and gently turned her so that her back was to him. He started soaping her back, watching as the suds dripped down to her ass.

"If you want me to, El, there's nothing I'd like more than to sleep next to you." He massaged the soap into her skin, not forgetting the mess he'd made a little while earlier, washing his come away gingerly, not wanting to hurt her. His hand was in her ass crack washing it and her breath hitched but Mike was gentle, even gentler when he heard her sharp intake of breath. He lowered his head to reach her shoulder, trailing kisses from her neck out.

"Ohh, I'm sorry. I'll be softer. Just trying to get me off of you."

"Maybe I don't want you to," El murmured in a voice so sweet Mike melted right away.

She complied, though, letting Mike caress and wash every part of her body with touches so tender her mind was going hazy. Her patience was running thin and all she wanted was to kiss and offer Mike the same treatment, but she waited until he was done.

When Mike finally finished her back, El turned in his arms and kissed his mouth, her lips feathery over his. The soap was now hers and she ran it over Mike's torso before covering her arms with foam that helped her coat his member thoroughly. He flinched once her delicate hands started caressing his limp cock and El feigned an innocent smile, despite being fully aware of what she was doing.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No, please don't stop." Mike wasn't sure if he meant what she was doing with her hand or how she was looking at him. His hand reached out and cupped one of her soapy, slippery breasts, squeezing rhythmically in time to her strokes on his cock. Not being able to resist any longer, Mike pulled her into a full embrace, trapping his now hard cock between their bodies. He kissed her deeply, water running down their faces. It turned him on that El was so into it; moving her body against his, knowing that she was manipulating his cock with her flesh. Her hungry lips went to his neck where she sucked passionately, then to his chest. Mike knew where she was headed.

"El, you don't...oh god...you don't have to if you don't w-want to." She was on her knees, kissing everywhere but his dick, which was twitching in anticipation. El looked up at him just as she started moving his cock head over her cheeks and nose, finally letting it touch her lips. She was teasing him, Mike knew, just waiting for him to tell her what to do.

Mike put his hand on the back of her head, his fingers getting lost in her locks.

"Will you put it in your mouth? I need you to suck on it, El. I need you to suck my cock. Please lick it." His pleas were whispered, his eyes never leaving hers. Her lips opened and her tongue swirled around his head. "Fuck, you know exactly what I like. You're so good at sucking my dick."

Of course she knew what to do, El thought. Her life had revolved around Mike for years and even when he hadn't been around, all she had been able to think and fantasize of was him. Even so, it was nice to hear the praises coming from him. They urged her to keep going, her tongue lapping expertly at the swollen tip before her mouth traveled lower and she licked the undershaft of his cock.

Mike let out a guttural groan in response and the way his mouth parted indicated that he wanted to say something, yet he was cut off by El's plush lips wrapping the head. She progressed ever so slowly, taking the length inside her warm mouth until it was more than halfway in.

Their eyes locked after that and El lightly drew her teeth over Mike's smooth and hard flesh. She applied the perfect amount of pressure because Mike's face didn't contort in unbearable pain. If anything, he seemed lost in the delirious pleasure and El didn't hesitate to bob her head up and down his cock.

It was more of a warm-up at first; getting herself ready to take Mike inside her throat and it didn't take long until she did so. She could feel her throat constricting around his head and she breathed through her nose before finally releasing Mike with a pop.

"Am I that good, Mike?" She taunted him with words that were interrupted by her slick muscle swirling around his shaft. They didn't break eye contact.

"Do you like it when you feel my throat around you? Until I can barely breathe?" Mike nodded and El teased the head with her tongue again. "I trust you, that's why I do it."

"El, you're so good...at everything you do to me." Mike's other hand joined the one already on her head and he held it as he softly fucked her mouth, still letting her do most of the work. "I love...it that you can deep throat me. You take me in so deep no matter which hole. El, I...I dream about this."

El's heart felt full at Mike's admission, because she could easily admit dreaming about the same thing. Once again, it was proven that she and Mike were on the same page and made for each other, but she tried to push the sappy thoughts away. It didn't serve either of them good, at least not now.

Placing her hands on his thighs, El carefully slipped Mike's cock out of her mouth and looked up at him while choosing to stroke it in return.

"Not so quick, Mike..."

His brows quirked and she smiled wholeheartedly.

"I wanted to ask...do you trust me, too?"

She was already spreading his legs wider apart, her velvety lips now playing with his balls while she massaged his erect cock and waited for an answer.

Mike looked down at the only girl he'd ever loved...the only girl he'd ever love.

"El, I trust you with my life. Even when you're mad at me. I still trust you completely."

"Then promise to tell me if you like this? It's okay if you don't...I just want to try."

Without hesitating, El scooted closer to Mike's form until she was entirely between his legs. She angled her head in the right direction at the same time her hands spread his ass cheeks apart and then she dove right in.

Timid at first, she darted her tongue out and flicked it over Mike's asshole, only to hear him gasp in response. She had no idea if it was a positive thing or not, but Mike had yet to complain so El continued her ministrations. Her vision was obstructed by Mike's sack resting on her face, but El kept on lapping at the rim gently while her fingertips dug into his ass to keep his shaky knees in place.

"Oh, Jesus fuck, El. That feels so good. You're gonna make me come without touching my cock." Mike couldn't believe how erotically hot the juxtaposition of how amazing El's tongue on his virgin asshole felt and how dirty he knew the act was. As her lips grazed his inner ass cheeks, her tongue trying to get deeper, Mike had a thought he immediately voiced aloud.

"I should be doing this to you. I should be sucking out all the remaining come I dumped so deep into your ass. I should be kissing you there, making up for how my dick stretched you. Oh fuck, can you touch my cock while you do that?" Mike sighed when El's small hand wrapped back around his shaft, her thumb on the tip. "Yeah, you're so good at making me come. When we get back to your room I'm gonna lay you down and lick your asshole. Want me t-to?"

"Mhmmm," El agreed, her voice muffled by Mike's ass and balls taking over almost all of her face.

She didn't mind it, though, and she continued to stroke Mike while her left hand parted his legs even wider. This way her tongue had easier access inside Mike's tight asshole and she didn't miss the way it puckered up around her muscle.

Refusing to slip her tongue out of Mike, he finally relaxed enough for her to penetrate his tight hole. His cock was massaged at the same time and El wondered why she hadn't done this earlier. The moans that flew out of Mike's mouth were music to her ears and she could undoubtedly say she had never heard him so vocal and aroused because of something she'd done to him. It made her proud and she alternated between sucking on his slippery asshole and fucking her tongue in and out of it.

"I hope you like this as much as I do," she admitted sincerely once she had run out of breath, her eyes now meeting Mike's and smiling at him.

After catching her breath, she averted her attention back to him and this time she started with his balls, sucking on each of them before going back between his thighs and licking the slightly gaping hole. El could feel it fluttering over her tongue, almost as if it wanted to draw her in, and she had an idea.

"I'm going to do something else now. If it hurts or you don't want it, tell me."

After warning Mike, she coated her left middle finger in saliva before letting it slide down to his already wet asshole. She teased the rim for a few seconds, letting Mike get used to the intruder and stroking his cock at the same time to distract him from when she finally pushed her digit inside his asshole.

"Hurts?" She asked in concern when Mike tensed a little bit when the first knuckle went in and she was quick to lick his balls apologetically, all the while jerking his dick with her right hand.

El's finger was in his asshole. El is inside me!

"N-no. Just surprised me. El that feels...like...I don't know but I like it and I like that it's you doing it. I feel so full and your fingers are so sm-small. How did you ever take my whole cock in yours? Can you, um, can you slide it in and out? El, I want you to f-fuck my ass with your finger. Go as deep as you can. I want you to be the only person ever inside me. Will you? And when you m-make me c-come will you keep finger fucking my ass? Play with it however you want, El. I love..." Mike hesitated as he felt El's tongue go from his cock to his balls, then it joined her finger, getting him all wet with saliva. "I love everything you do."

"I just thought you needed to see how good it feels," El explained with an excited smile on her face.

She was turned on as well, her pussy throbbing at the way Mike's tight asshole squeezed her finger in. She decided to move it just like he had asked and it didn't take long until she could easily fuck her finger in and out of his clamped walls.

Her mouth started bobbing on his shaft and the added element of her actions made her more eager, her lips forming a tight seal around Mike's cock as she sucked him passionately. His ass was fingered at the same time, eliciting moan and after moan from Mike and El was certain she'd always want him to feel this good.

"You're so tight, Mike. I never knew...it would feel this way. But it's so good. And look at you...you love this so much which only makes me want to go harder."

The last word was emphasized by her finger pushed all the way in and Mike gasped, his bulged eyes staring down at El as she just offered him a playful smile before going back to jerking his cock with her mouth and fingering him.

"Yeah I love it," Mike growled, the sensations of her mouth sucking his dick while her finger explored and fucked his ass making him feel some primal instinct. "It's gonna make me come. You know what I like best I think? I like when you tease it just before you shove your tongue in and I like what you're doing now...when you finger fuck me deep. Well, as deep as your fingers can go. You make me feel awesome. You can do it harder. I'm so close, El. Wanna come with your fingers in my ass."

"Fingers?" El remarked, her lips now grazing over Mike's tip. "So you want another one? I can do that."

Her mischievous smirk took Mike by surprise and his lack of response told El that it was okay to stick with her plan.

Pulling her middle finger almost all the way out, she pushed it back in accompanied by her index finger. She started out slow, barely making progress while Mike moaned and heaved over her.

It didn't help him that she went back to sucking his cock, her mouth sloppily running up and down his shaft while her fingers quickened their pace. He seemed close, his breathing more ragged with every suction of El's lips and every pump of her digits inside his asshole.

"You're gonna come, Mike? Your ass is clamping my hand really hard. Looks like you're about to come. Feed it to me, Mike. Give me your come. After you do I can say I had your come in all of my holes."

Her mouth wrapped around his dick right after and she sucked him eagerly while splitting his tightest hole open.

Mike had just been talking, just textbook running commentary like he did for most things. He realized what he'd said when El added another finger to the one already pumping in and out of his ass, making him feel fuller than he'd thought possible. After the initial surprise though, he got into it. He could feel the come bubbling in his balls, ready to blast through his shaft and spray out wherever it happened to.

And what El was saying only got him closer. Hearing her command him to give her his come, to feed it to her while she literally fucked him in the ass with her two longest fingers, Mike was helpless to stop the sequence that had already begun.

"Oh, fuck my ass, El. Please? I wanna come. I wanna come with your fingers fucking me." Mike watched her suck his throbbing dick, her eyes never wavering from his. His legs were beginning to shake.

"I'll do whatever you want. Only you can make me come...and I'm gonna, El." She continued to pump her fingers a couple more times. Mike could barely speak. He nodded violently at her before his eyes rolled back. Mike felt El's fingers go deep and stay there, her mouth licking and sucking him. He started to come hard while her mouth was about halfway down his shaft.

"Gaaaahhhh, fuck!" Mike forced his eyes open so he could watch. Come was already spilling out of her mouth. "Suck it, fuck, suck...it...oh shit do you feel it? I'm still coming s-so h-hard." Mike felt wave after wave overtake him while El inhaled his dick and his ass held her fingers like a vise.

El had never thought guys could come more the second time around, but Mike was proving her wrong. Ropes of semen shot down her throat and she almost choked, the white liquid spilling from the corner of her lips, but she refused to let go of Mike's cock. Her fingers almost hurt, his asshole clenching them tightly as he came, not relaxing until Mike calmed down.

When he did so, she gently removed her fingers and Mike hissed in discomfort. El was quick to press apologetic kisses all over the head of his cock, lapping at the leftover come and drinking it all.

"How was it?" She was still kneeling, her mouth now pressed all around Mike's softening dick before she finally stood up.

Mike helped her stand and held her to him. He felt so close to her right then and feeling so close after years of feeling so distant and separated was overwhelming.

"You're amazing, El. You never have stopped surprising me. You...I..." Mike wasn't sure what to say. He had pulled back to tell her something important but as he looked into her waiting eyes he decided the shower stall of her dorm room wasn't really the place he wanted. His head dipped and his lips met hers. He kissed her tenderly with his long arms wrapped around her.

"We're gonna run out of hot water. Wanna dry off?" He asked as their heads broke apart and then joined again.

"Let's go."

They both stepped out of the shower stall and grabbed their towels, but El was too focused on gawking at Mike drying himself off. She could barely wrap her head around what she had just done to him and she found herself stupidly grinning at the fresh memory.

Before Mike could see the seemingly crazy look on her face, El did the same to her body, making sure to squeeze the water out of her hair before exiting the bathroom naked. She was about to put something on when she noticed Mike's shirt on the floor and she carefully grabbed it.

"Is it okay if I wear this? Your t-shirts fit me like dresses so they're more comfortable," El explained, scared that Mike might think she was a creep. She couldn't help it, though. Every little thing that smelled like Mike or reminded El of him caught her eye.

Mike smiled. "Of course you can. I, uh, I like seeing you wear my shirts." Gone was the confidence from earlier, replaced by an awkwardness that crept in as he thought about how he was going to sleep next to her tonight, because she'd asked. She wasn't mad at him, they weren't arguing or hurling painful remarks at one another. Things felt different and Mike was afraid of doing something to ruin it.

"Hey, uh, are you hungry? I kind of feel like I ran a marathon. Want to like, order some sandwiches?" Mike knew she'd prefer that over pizza and hoped she'd notice that he remembered that little detail. He stepped closer to her, feeling bolder. She had slipped his shirt on and was looking in the mirror on the closet door, fooling with her hair. Mike was still naked. He rested his chin on her shoulder.

"And if I'm gonna clean out your insides before I get them dirty again I'm gonna need to eat."

It felt like the air left El's lungs after Mike spoke. Their eyes met in the mirror before she could see her cheeks going a deep shade of pink. She forced out a smile so Mike wouldn't think she was suddenly backing off, because that was the last thing El would have wanted.

"Sandwiches it is."

After a quick phone call to her favorite delivery restaurant, she joined Mike under the covers. He was still naked and there were dried come splotches on her sheets, but El figured they still had another round before she would have to change them.

"Are you sleepy? You can take a nap until the food arrives."

Her hands ran through Mike's damp hair and she caressed his cheek, taking in every inch of his face and wanting to embed his beautiful features in her memory at the thought of barely having this opportunity the next semester.

Mike liked having her run her fingers through his hair. She was touching him so lovingly he didn't want her to stop. He hadn't felt her hands on him like this in so long he was afraid to go to sleep; afraid that when he woke up it would have all been a dream.

"I'm a little tired but I don't want to sleep until later when you do. I don't want to waste any time sleeping when I could be doing other things with you. Even if those other things are just laying here cuddling. El, I...I don't want to go home and then when I come back you're gonna hate me again. It won't be that way, right?" Mike asked as she cradled his head against her.

"I never hated you."

El frowned, her lips forming a pout and even when she was seemingly upset, Mike still found her adorable.

"I was just…angry. That you still had the same effect on me. When I saw you...I just...you were just as pretty. And I missed you a lot and I didn't really think you'd want me around. So I guess I kept my guard up...as usual. But I never hated you. I never could."

Her lips grazed over his ever so softly, almost as if El wanted to reinforce the idea of never being able to hold any ounce of hatred towards Mike.

As they lay curled up together waiting for their food to arrive, Mike mused about the few previous months.

"You know, when I looked up in bio lab and you were about to sit next to me, I wanted to just grab you and hold you and never let go. It hurt that you didn't seem to care about me anymore so I acted like a jackass. For so long I thought I'd never see you again and then there you were and I didn't know how to deal with my emotions. I...I felt like I was in mourning when you left. I felt like a piece of me was gone forever." Mike sniffed her hair.

"And then you were back in my life but it wasn't the same. Only we kept being pulled together even though we both fought it. What do you think that is? I mean, even when we were super angry at each other we still fit together like we were lock and key, no matter how we tried to fight it. What does that mean?"

"I don't know..."

Except El knew. She knew had it to be love, there was no other possible explanation for it. Their lives together resembled a love story El had only seen in the soap operas she used to watch at The Lab.

But she didn't want to admit it. At least not now, when Mike had just reminded her of the years he had never bothered to contact her. She refused to get mad at him now, but that didn't stop her from feeling sad.

"But whatever it is...I think it's special. Don't you think?"

"I think...I think that I'm lucky to have known you for even for a short time. You left, or whatever, but you had already changed my life. I'm a little afraid to say you're back in it now. Losing you was the worst. I don't know if I could do it again. You just...I mean even when we were fighting and trying to hate each other...you can understand me like nobody else. That frustrated me back in September. Now I kind of need to know it will never change."

El had no words to show how she was feeling. So she chose actions instead, her small hands used to hold Mike in place as she peppered feathery kisses all over his face. But it didn't take long until things progressed, their limbs intertwined as they breathed into each other's mouth while their tongues wrestled.

El was burning already, her skin on fire as Mike paid attention to every inch of her body and all she wanted was to take the t-shirt off and feel their forms pressed together.

Unfortunately enough, the delivery guy knocked on El's door and after paying for the meal, she came back with the sandwiches and sat on the bed. Mike was still naked and covered by El's pink blanket. It complimented his pale skin, El thought, as she munched on the food.

They sat in a comfortable silence eating their sandwiches. Mike thought back to that time at the cabin when they'd sat on the floor in front of the fire and had eaten burgers from Benny's...and then lost their virginity to each other. It was a happy memory, even if El had gotten weird after it. Now he was eating with her again, naked, and was a little worried about her getting weird again.

Mike yawned and stretched and then scooted down more into the bed after he polished off his sandwich.

"Would it be okay if I snuggle up against you? I want you to have enough space. I'm just gonna sleep for a little bit...just gonna close my eyes if that's okay."

"Of course it's okay."

El melted at the sight. Mike looked at her with puppy eyes, his plump lips pressed into a pout and his rosy cheeks puffy as he lay on one side. She let out a soft sigh and was about to cuddle up to him when she remembered her sheets were a complete and utter mess, covered in come and sweat from their previous actions.

"But not now. Come on, stand up!" El chirped and helped Mike off the bed.

He obliged without complaining and El was quick to change her sheets and pick their clothes off the floor. When everything was in place, she even decided to light a vanilla candle and set it on the nightstand after turning off the lights.

The atmosphere was overly soothing and perfect for cuddling, and El just hoped Mike wouldn't laugh at her for setting up something rather romantic.

Much to her relief, he didn't say a word as he silently got under the fresh covers and El followed him right after. They faced each other, their noses brushing together while El caressed his face. She was sure she would never get tired of touching him and her certainty was reinforced when her lips pressed against Mike's in a gentle peck.

"Sleep tight, Mike."

Mike cuddled against her, sliding his arms around her until she was as close as she could be. Her head was resting on his chest and he was lazily combing his fingers through her still damp hair. He knew they were both teetering on the edge of sleep.

"That night of the orientation party," Mike whispered, "I went home and I cried. I mean, I didn't want to, I tried to hold it back. I was still pissed and annoyed, and I didn't even know why, and I felt good because I'd just had sex you know, but I sat down on my bed and started to take my shoes off and when I bent down I smelled you on my shirt. Like, how you always smell. Like vanilla. And then it was like I'd lost you all over again even though I'd just seen you...and other stuff. I didn't want to be angry when I thought of you. And when you looked at me you didn't seem happy to see me anymore. You always looked hurt when you saw me. That was crushing. I never want to hurt you. So I cried. I cried for what I'd lost and I cried for what I'd found because it seemed broken. Anyway, I don't know why I'm telling you this. I just..." Mike kissed her forehead. "Thanks for asking me to stay. I...I always slept better when you were next to me. Night, El."

They lay there in the soft glow of candlelight and drifted off to sleep, holding onto one another as though if they let go they'd never get another chance.

El couldn't even understand how she managed to fall asleep. She waited for Mike to drift off first before sobbing silently. His chest was covered in warm salty tears by the time El was dreaming and when she woke up hours later, Mike was in the same position, his left arm wrapped around her shoulder while she buried her face in his chest.

Opening her eyes groggily, she tried to adjust to the dim light. The entire room smelled like fresh laundry detergent and vanilla, all mixed with Mike's intoxicating smell, and El took a deep breath of air and inhaled his soft skin.

Her lips pressed against his chest right after and she watched him sleeping peacefully. It was nighttime by then and the campus was completely silent, not a single noise disturbing their peaceful nap.

And yet, Mike might have sensed El kissing his skin because he was now looking at her through half-lidded eyes and El didn't miss the way his lips turned upwards. Adorable doesn't describe him well enough, El thought to herself.

"Hi." She smiled back. "You can go back to sleep. It's only around midnight."

"I don't want to sleep if you're awake," Mike said, his smile growing as his eyes took on a mischievous glint. He sat up a bit. El was still on top of him but he had no trouble moving with her weight on him. Mike held her in his lap.

"I think there was something I was going to do...some cleaning I needed to do." Mike acted as though he was deep in thought, trying to remember. "Oh yeah! Do uh, do you still," Mike's hands traveled under her shirt, his shirt, and lifted it over her head, "would you still want me to rim you? That's what it's called, I looked it up years ago." His hands caressed her breasts and he leaned forward. El had shifted and was now straddling him but even though Mike was hard, and getting harder, he made no attempt to buck into her. His lips moved over the skin of her shoulders, breathing her in. "I'll be really gentle. I'll kiss everywhere my cock was. Can I? I love it when you're on your knees in front of me."

"Yes... yes, you can," El assured Mike in a desperate voice. She was burning already, her pussy aching to be touched but she knew she was in for a different treat.

Her hips moved in circles over Mike's, so sensual and erotic and she was squirming in anticipation already. She waited for Mike to make the next move, though, and he didn't disappoint. His strong arms helped her lay down on her back as he kissed every inch of her body, starting from where he could feel El's pulse on her neck and traveling lower in a teasingly slow manner.

El whined and whimpered, her legs parting on instinct as she ran her fingers through Mike's dark locks. She even tried to urge him to go down by lightly pushing on the top of his head, but he was opposing. El didn't quite mind it, but she needed Mike there and she needed him now.

"Just do it...M-Mike...you're- you're driving me crazy," she stammered right before a sharp intake of air could be heard.

"Do what? I'm just kissing you. I have a lot of time to make up for. And I'm trying to clean you with my mouth but you seem to be leaking something out of here and it's slowing me down. Maybe I should taste it? What do you think? I think I will. It smells nice." Mike ran his tongue along her slit, her arousal evident and dripping onto the bed. "Mm, yeah, tastes nice too. It's dripping down to your asshole, El. I was going there anyway, I'll clean it off." Mike delicately brushed his lower lip over El's hole, wanting to be gentle after their earlier activities. Since El was on her back, his nose was in her pussy as his lips and tongue began to massage and manipulate her tight ass. "Does it feel nice? I'll do anything you want, El. Just tell me. I'll be right here sucking my old come out of your perfect asshole."

"This is what I want. Please don't stop."

And Mike didn't. His tongue was running in circles over El's asshole. It tickled her, but in a good way, and she didn't refrain from praising the boy between her legs.

"You're so good, Mike. It feels, oh, that's...amazing."

The bridge of his nose was glued to her clit, toying with it at the same time he sucked on her tightest hole and El wondered if that was what heaven felt like. It sure came close to it, now that Mike was slowly inserting his tongue inside her come-filled ass and she almost choked while trying to take in a deep breath

"M-Maybe...maybe I should lay like this," El suggested after a few blissful moments.

Her fingers entangled in Mike's hair lovingly, barely tugging on it as she carefully shifted under him until she was on her tummy. Mike allowed her to widen her legs as much as possible before she placed her small hands on her ass cheeks and spread them apart. This way Mike could see her puckered hole, all slick and ready to be played with.

"I think you can reach it better like this."

This is what Mike had wanted. Not that he didn't love any position El was in, but for this particular activity he liked her being so accessible. And he loved how she held herself open for him.

"Oh fuck yes, just like that. You like me doing this? I'll do it forever, El." Mike's hands were on her ass cheeks, kneading them, spreading her even wider. "I'll suck on your ass until you tell me to stop." With his tongue he gently fucked her, letting it slip inside as far as it would go. The shower had washed most everything away but Mike sucked hard, loving her reaction, and could taste his come from earlier start to dislodge and drip out. He lapped at her hole, getting every salty drop he could.

"Does that feel good? I've always loved your ass, El. It turns me on so much."

"Show me how much, Mike."

El was in a frenzy already, her entire body squirming under Mike's touches and kisses, and he didn't hesitate to show her every possible trick he had in store. His tongue teased her opening before pushing in, only to travel down to her pussy right after. El struggled to stay calm and enjoy the exquisite treatment, but she was burning to be filled with cock and split open again.

"I can't. Please let's do it again. Wherever you want, Mike. Just put it in..." She whined into the pillow and arched her back until Mike's face was fully buried between her ass cheeks.

Of course Mike was going to give her what she wanted but he was going to make her wait just a bit more.

"Gotta finish my chore. Gotta get you clean first." He licked with more purpose, making sure she felt every pass of his hungry tongue. "Wow, you really took it deep, El. My cock was so far inside you. Do you have any idea how hot that is? And now you want me again? If you're not careful I might fall back..." Mike was cut off by her pushing back, trying to get his tongue deeper. "I know, you like to feel me deep. I'm gonna give you what you want. But I don't want to hurt you or overuse you so I'm just gonna fuck you hard right here," Mike patted her soaking wet pussy. "Would that be okay? It feels so good when I put my hard cock in your tight pussy. Like it was made for only me."

"It was made for you. It's only yours. Nobody's ever been there."

El wasn't lying, despite doubting that Mike would even believe her. He hadn't the first time she'd tried to tell him she and her date had never been intimate. But it was true because, up to this day, El was incapable of ever letting anyone but Mike touch her this way. He was the only one who knew what to say and do, how to tease her with light touches that left her begging for more, and how to help her be vulnerable in front of him.

She was lost in thoughts with Mike breathing heavily in her ear and teasing his cock over her opening until he finally pushed in and they both let out soft sighs. They fit together perfectly and the relief was already washing through El's body while the familiar warmth flooded her chest. Maybe it was wrong, or even cheesy, El thought, but feeling Mike inside her was what she knew best and the only thing that could calm her down completely.

"I lo-oh, Mike…" El corrected herself, afraid it was not the right moment. She decided to focus on Mike's unbearably slow and deep thrusts instead as he rocked her along with his hips' movements.

Mike relished in how his dick fit inside her, how she came up slightly on her knees so she could have more leverage, could rock back into him. But he wanted to hold her, to kiss her.

He pulled out after a minute or two of deep fucking.

"Come here, sit on my lap? I just wanna see you while I fuck you. I..I need to."

He pulled El up and she quickly straddled him as he sat on the edge of the bed. Mike slipped back in easily, loving the sounds she made as he found his way back inside.

"You do what feels best. You've got me so hard, use my cock to make yourself feel good. Shit, you take it so good. Do you like taking my cock, El? Do you like being filled with it?" Mike fucked her harder, pushing her down onto him as she got more into it. "I like filling you with it. I like how you sound when you're full of my cock. You're the sexiest fucking thing ever, El."

El was used to being told how sensual and sexual she could be, but hearing it from Mike, hearing him call her the sexiest fucking thing spurred something inside of her. She was smiling timidly, watching Mike through half-lidded, lust-filled eyes while riding his cock.

Unlike other times, it was anything but brutal now. She took her time, studying every microexpression on Mike's face as she took his cock in. Her ass dropped hard with every fall, resting on his thighs and sending a shiver down her spine at the feeling of Mike's cold, ivory skin gluing to her ass cheeks.

"You like letting my pussy milk your dick dry? You've never said no to me, Mike. Does that mean you love it? It sounds like you do."

El's provocative words were murmured in his ear, her breath fanning over his skin with every rise and fall of her hips on top of his. She could feel Mike bucking his hips right after, sending his cock deep inside and El couldn't help the erotic gasp escaping her lips.

Mike did love it. He loved hearing her talk that way, talk dirty to him while she fucked him. He loved feeling her take charge and use his dick for her pleasure. He loved how she couldn't seem to get enough of riding him, taking his full length and wanting more. Mike loved how she was looking at him.

"Fuck yes I love it. I could never say no to you, El. I love...this too much. God, you feel so g-good. You've got me in you so deep. Kiss me. Kiss me while you fuck me. While my cock is in your pussy where it fucking belongs." Mike began thrusting harder from his position underneath her, causing El to have to grip his shoulders to stay upright. He pulled her down but kept his speed, his cock jackhammering into her wanting pussy.

"O-Oh! Yeah, fuck me, Mike. Wreck me," El pleaded into his mouth.

She was already obliging his request, her lips frantically pressed on his as they share open-mouthed kisses. Their tongues reached everywhere, the corners of their mouths coated in saliva. It was both raw and lascivious and it only urged El to push harder against Mike, their thrusts meeting halfway and resulting in slapping sounds that echoed throughout the room.

In a swift motion, she led Mike to her ass and silently told him to squeeze her cheeks. He did as he was taught, his big, manly hands kneading El's soft flesh and gripping it so hard it almost hurt. El loved it, though, being in raptures of delight at the familiar, yet delirious feeling of having Mike's cock plunging into her.

Mike didn't know how it was possible but he was on the verge of coming again. He was surprised there was anything left but he guessed that El just had that effect on him.

"You're gonna fuck the come out of me, El. I can't help it. It's like you're on fire inside and my cock is the only way to douse the flames. But they keep reigniting. So I have to come in you again to put them out...even if it's just for a little while." Mike squeezed her ass, loving how soft yet firm her cheeks felt in his hands. El's mouth was back on his and they traded sloppy kisses that were mixed with moans and whimpers. "I like trying to quench your fire. I like that you need me to keep doing it," Mike breathed as he moved El on his cock at a faster rate. "I'm gonna come soon. You're gonna make me come again. Fuck, I swear every time is like the first time I ever felt it. It's like you have some power over me," he admitted, never slowing how he was bouncing her on his stiff dick. "Rub your clit for me while you ride me. Can I see? Show me how you like to touch yourself. I want to come in you while I watch."

El couldn't say no to that. She started out slowly, her torso tilting backward so Mike could see everything happening. Using tantalizing moves, she teased her clit and looked at Mike as she did so. It was hard at first, finding a suitable rhythm to ride his hard cock and touch her mound at the same time, but everything soon fell into place.

Her fingers moved at the same pace she bounced on Mike's shaft and the vehement sounds coming out of his mouth told El she was doing the right thing. She didn't stop, her engorged clit shining between her fingertips as she stroked harder and faster while Mike helped her fuck herself on his dick, his hips pushing upward.

"I'm going to- again, oh, Mike...you m-make me come so hard...and so much," El babbled as she felt the impending orgasm.

A few more thrusts and flicks of her wrist and she was in pure bliss, her walls contracting around Mike's girth as she finally came. He watched her the entire time and didn't cease the exertion, instead sending his cock deeper and being a little more brutal with every thrust that left El crying out as she climaxed.

Mike watched her, how her face looked when she touched herself, how she knew exactly which way worked best. He had thought he'd come and then make sure that she did but with just a few quick movements of her hand and a few deep thrusts of his cock, Mike felt El come all over him, again, and it felt every bit as good as all of the other times. It sent him over the edge too.

"Oh shit! I'm...filling you with come again! Fuck, how is it so much? Oh god, El, your pussy sucks me so deep. You're still coming too, I can feel it. Love...to...come in you. Fuck!"

It was hard, much harder than Mike had anticipated. They sat together on the edge of El's bed, Mike's cock still twitching and throbbing inside of her tight pussy. El collapsed into him and he held her, rubbing her back. They were both panting and sweaty, but both happy.

"You're so awesome," Mike murmured as he traced lines on her back with his finger.

"No, you," El stated with a grin on her face.

She was tired but she still found the strength to pull Mike in for a kiss. This time they took their time, savoring each other's mouth and still breathing heavily, even when they pulled back.

Carefully, she lifted her hips enough for Mike's cock to slip out of her and they both hissed at the lack of contact. The semen that had previously flooded El's pussy was now dripping onto Mike's softening dick and El watched in awe. It was never-ending, and she almost felt bad for letting it go to waste.

Without saying a word, she dropped to her knees and lapped at the warm liquid covering Mike's dick. He gasped and El smiled up at him, refusing to stop until he was all clean.

She didn't bother to go wash herself again; it was already too late and she just wanted to cuddle so they could share sweet, gentle kisses. The look on Mike's face made El think he agreed so she silently led him under the covers until they were tucked under the fresh sheets.

"I don't want you to go..."

"I won't. Not tonight." Mike kissed her again, their noses brushing as they kept coming back to each other. "And if you want me to stay this week, I'll stay." He felt her snuggle against him so close. He thought he could feel her shaking slightly. He knew they had just used a lot of energy but Mike was afraid that there was another reason for her sudden trembling.

"Hey, El? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," El lied.

She was an expert at it by now, a fake smile plastered on her face as they stared at each other. She didn't even want to think of having to spend her holidays alone. This time felt different, though. She and Mike had reunited at last and all she wanted was to feel normal and do normal things with the boy she loved so much. The thing was, El was anything but normal and she knew that.

"And no, you should go. I've seen you every weekend around campus so I suppose you haven't visited your parents yet...and you should."

Mike suddenly had an idea. "Would you want to come home with me? I mean, it's just an idea. You don't have to. I just...you shouldn't have to be alone. And my mom makes a crazy amount of food." Mike looked expectantly at her.

"No, that's not a good idea."

Mike's face dropped and it shattered El's heart within seconds. She had to put on a mask for him and be tough for their sake.

"It's really fine, Mike. I was just...talking nonsense. I'm happy to be here. It's better than the orphanage, anyway..."

Mike's face fell. "Well...what about the cabin? Our cabin? You could stay there and I could visit you and bring you food? It could be like...I mean, at least you wouldn't be alone the whole time. I'd make sure of it." Mike was trying anything. He didn't want to be separated from El any longer. He had wasted enough time already. "Would you? Come back with me?"

"That would be nice, but I'll have to say no..."

El didn't like the frown on Mike's face.

"I don't...I'm not...ready...to go back there."

She didn't think Mike could even fathom how much the cabin meant to her. It was a sacred place, a lovely little house that allowed her to feel normal and loved, even if just for a few days. El didn't want to ruin the magic when she was still unsure of where she and Mike stood. He seemed sincere now, but so had he a day prior to her being forced to leave Hawkins. And back then, he hadn't even bothered to find her, so El still had her own, justifiable doubts.

"But you'll be back soon and I'm not going anywhere. I'll be waiting for you here. Just...can you...visit the cabin? For me? And see if it's still the same? I just want to know."

Mike nodded and then yawned, which caused El to yawn as well. She was thinking about how she was going to break up with her boyfriend, a word she had always hated referring to him as because he was only a placeholder, a ruse for her to forget who she really wanted, because she only wanted Mike and now she felt like maybe he wanted her too. They fell asleep holding one another, neither of them having slept so well in such a long time.

Author's Note: Just two chapters left now. Will things be the same when the break is over? They still haven't exactly communicated their true thoughts and feelings.

Fun fact: my favorite part of this chapter is when El stops and changes her sheets. It makes my heart happy for my own reasons.