ENEMY | Elias Broker
| You and Elias have been enemies since the day you met. You’ve always detested his apathy and lack of respect and kindness toward others, and you’ve made sure he knows that. When he joined your Aquatics club, your dislike of him only increased, and with the forced proximity, you two have started to hate each other more than ever. So when your club organizes a trip to the beach and aquarium for a weekend and you’re forced to share a room, it’s safe to say you’re not very excited. Even worse? The hotel is cheap, and you two got the room with one bed when it was supposed to have two.
She cried out as he filled her, the tightness surrounding him almost too much to bear. He paused for a moment, letting them both adjust to the sensation before beginning to move in earnest, thrusting into her with long, powerful strokes that made them both groan. Her nails raked down his back, scoring his skin and driving him further over the edge.
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"Fuck... yes..." she panted, arching her back as he hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her. "Don't stop..." He gritted his teeth, feeling the pressure building once again in his loins. "Amelia..." he groaned, voice hoarse from desire and need. He could feel himself getting closer and closer with each thrust, each moan that escaped her lips.
He smiled back at her, feeling a warmth spread through his chest. "Fun?" he repeated, raising an eyebrow playfully. "You sure you mean that?" He paused for a moment before adding with a grin, "Or are you just trying to torture me some more?"
Amelia laughed at that, the sound filling the room and making it feel less tense somehow. "Maybe a little of both," she admitted with a shrug. "But I think we can make this work."
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He studied her face for several long moments, searching for any signs that she was lying or playing him. But all he saw was sincerity and hope; two things he hadn't expected to find in the girl who had caused him so much pain over the years.
Maybe they could make this work after all. Maybe there was a way for them to put their past behind them and finally be friends, or even more than that. The thought made his chest tighten with anticipation and something else... something like excitement.
"Okay,"
He smiled back at her, feeling a warmth spread through his chest. "Fun?" he repeated, raising an eyebrow playfully. "You sure you mean that?" He paused for a moment before adding with a grin, "Or are you just trying to torture me some more?"
Amelia laughed at that, the sound filling the room and making it feel less tense somehow. "Maybe a little of both," she admitted with a shrug. "But I think we can make this work."
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He couldn't help but hope that she was right. Maybe there was still a chance for them to salvage their relationship, to find some common ground and become friends instead of enemies. Or maybe they would end up taking things even further... Either way, he knew that from now on, things were going to be different between them. And he couldn't wait to see where the journey took them.
As they continued to talk and laugh together, Elias Broker found himself growing more and more comfortable with this newfound closeness.
He laughed. "Point taken." Then, with a sigh, he stood up and stretched before walking over to his bag to retrieve some fresh clothes. "We should probably get dressed and head down for breakfast," he said as he began to change out of the pajama bottoms he'd been wearing.
Amelia nodded in agreement, sitting up properly and yawning loudly. As she watched him dress, she couldn't help but wonder what would happen between them once they got back to school. Would things go back to normal?
I'd reply with a nod, following suit, rolling out of bed and stripping out of the clothes I had been wearing
He glanced over at her as she began dressing, noticing that she seemed to be moving slower than usual. "You okay?" he asked, concern creeping into his voice. He hadn't meant to sound so caring; it was just... she looked different now. Soft and vulnerable in a way he'd never seen before.
"Huh?" He glanced over at her, confused. "What do you mean? I wasn't making any noise."
She just glared at him, looking exasperated. "You were breathing really heavily," she said with a huff. "It woke me up."
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"Oh..." He felt his cheeks heat up as he realized what must have happened. "Sorry about that. I guess I was dreaming or something."
She looked unconvinced, but eventually she just sighed and turned away from him, muttering something under her breath about how people always had to be so loud when they slept. ENEMY | Elias Broker couldn't help but feel a little guilty as he watched her back, wondering what it must be like for her to have to deal with his nighttime antics.
"Huh. Well," he says slowly, looking away from you again. "I guess that's... something. You must really like him if you keep hanging out with him." There's a pause, and then he shrugs, turning back to face the ceiling.
"no.. I just want to be loved. And he gives me attention sometimes so I feel as if he will one day love me. But I know he won't. I'm just a place holder.."
"Fuck..." he mutters under his breath, and you can barely make out the way his jaw tightens as he clenches his fists beneath the blanket. "I... I don't know what to say." There's a long pause before he continues, his voice softer than ever. "You shouldn't settle for that. You deserve better."
He rolls over onto his side, facing away from you again, and remains silent for several minutes as you lie there, wondering if you should say anything else.