Elowan grinned hungrily. So that was Ash's weak spot. Good to know. That information was definitely going to be abused later on. She bit down on Ash's neck carefully- she had a history of accidentally hurting her partners- and started sucking lightly. There would be a mark, but it wouldn't be very dark. Even a tiny dab of foundation could cover it up.
Ash let a small moan out, though she seemingly winced at the odd noise that escaped her. Would Elowan think that was weird? Telling herself to relax and stop being tense, she instead focused on Elowan's soft breath against her skin and the feeling of their kisses.
Oh shit, that was hot. Elowan sucked a little harder, working to tear another moan from Ash. She ran her hands up and down Ash's back, scratching her nails lightly down the girls back. Apparently, that was hot to people. A quick, random glance at the clock revealed that it was 12:32. Was Ash going to stay the night? Oh shit, would that be a boundary? with one last nip at Ash's neck, she pulled away. "Are you gonna stay the night?"
Ash let out a couple soft moans as Elowan continued to kiss at her neck, her freckled face clearly flushed once she pulled away. She glanced over at the clock as well at the mention of the time, biting her bottom lip in thought. Her brother wouldn't mind, would he? Knowing him, he would probably be at some girl or boy's house as well. "I can stay if you want me to," Ash answered as she looked back towards Elowan.
"Whatever you're comfortable with." Elowan grimaced when she realized that probably wasn't the best answer. Sometimes when people say 'I'll do whatever if you want me to' they mean 'tell me what to do'. "I know that's not super helpful, but I really don't mind if you want to leave or anything." She raised a shoulder in a lazy shrug. "If you're going to stay, we should probably go to bed. Or… get into bed.
"I…I think I'll stay," Ash said with a small pause in her words, nodding as if she were agreeing with herself. She began to push herself upright, grabbing the oversized shirt that she had been wearing earlier.
"Great!" Elowan pulled herself upright as well, taking in Ash's slow movements. Ash was so small. So smooth and pretty. So perfect. And she probably wanted some clean clothes. Whatever Elowan gave her would be huge, but it would also look adorable. "You can borrow some of my clothes if you want."
"I can?" Ash said with a soft tilt in her head, unable to hide the small excitement in her voice. She had always enjoyed clothing for an odd reason, and though she considered herself more of an odd, reckless dresser, she was excited to see what Elowan's wardrobe looked like.
"Totally. It'll probably be a little big for you, but we can find something that'll work." Elowan grabbed Ash's hand and led her to the closet. It was an eclectic mix. A couple of plaid mini skirts were flung across the floor, accompanied by various sizes of fishnets and a pair of combat boots. Several black crop tops, a few tight red dresses, and booty shorts were hanging around. There was a leather jacket in the corner somewhere.
Ash's mouth practically fell open when she looked at Elowan's closet, skimming her hand over a few of the fabrics. "You literally have the wardrobe I've always wanted," she said with a small, almost dreamy sigh before she glanced over at Elowan with a wide grin. "And I bet you look great in all of these too." Ash added, turning her attention back to the closet soon after. She wasn't sure that she would look as good as Elowan in all of these things; since she was paler and had dyed, white hair, though she'd wear whatever Elowan gave her.
Elowan flicked a bunch of hair over her shoulder with a self-assured grin painted across her face. "Oh, I do. Takes me a million years to squeeze into some of these, though." Especially the smaller dresses. She looked fine as hell in them, but they were also a pain in the ass to get in and out of. She wondered which outfit Ash would find hot. "I have some sleep shirts in here though, so that's what you'll be wearing."
Ash nodded, finding an oversized shirt that she could use for sleeping after a few minutes of searching the hangers in Elowan's closet. She began to slip her first shirt off once again in order to put the sleep shirt on, flashing a small grin at Elowan as she did so. After what seemed like a few moments, she managed to get the shirt on, though it hung to about her mid thigh.
Elowan grinned back, yanking off her shirt and perusing her closet for a similarly oversized shirt. Once she found one she tossed it on, shucking off her pants and tossing them across the room. This shirt just barely covered the tops of her thighs. Sequoia joked that it was her 'sex shirt' and she couldn't really disagree. It showed off her legs- arguably her best feature. How could she not wear it around somebody she wanted to fuck.
"Looking good," Ash said with a faint, mischievous smirk as she looked up towards Elowan to meet the other's gaze. Only now she realized that their height difference was almost comical, though she still didn't mind it. It was almost better that way.
Elowan struck a pose, one hand on her hip, one flung up in the air. It only took a few minutes for her to start laughing, collapsing backward onto the bed. Her shirt rode up to her stomach but she made no move to fix it. She got comfortable around people quickly. Sure, a couple douchebags had taken advantage of it but she didn't want to change. She owed it to herself not to change.
Ash laughed loudly as Elowan struck a pose, though such a genuine laugh coming from her seemed odd. Somehow Elowan was able to make her happy in a few actions. She jumped onto the bed as well, flopping on the comfortable sheets in a playful manner. "Wanna play the question game again?" Ash asked after a moment, rolling to her side and propping her chin up on the palm of her hand so she could look at Elowan better.
Elowan brightened up when Ash let out a sweet little laugh. She did that! Elowan! Another question game could be fun so Elowan agreed happily, slinging an arm around Ash's shoulders. "Do you want to go first or should I? Also, how deep should this go? I feel like we keep hitting really serious topics and I want to make sure when we do it we mean to."
"I'll start first," Ash answered with a small smile, leaning against Elowan hesitantly when they slung their arm across her shoulders. Would Elowan be okay with that? She shrugged her nervousness off and leaned against them even more. "And we can go as deep as we want. If either of us doesn't want to answer a question, then we can just say 'skip.'"
Elowan tucked Ash into her side, half covering the girl by the time she felt they were sufficiently cuddled together. She pressed a little kiss onto Ash's neck. "Sounds good. Ask away, Hon."
Ash hummed in thought, resting her head against Elowan's chest as she paused to think up a good question. "What…song do you think represents you at the moment," she said slowly, going over her question as if she were checking it.
"Oof, that's a hard one. Gimme a second to think." Elowan went over her mental music library, trying to find something that represented her. It wasn't as easy as she thought it would be, and she spent a few minutes just… thinking it over. "Young Volcanoes. Fall Out Boy."
Ash nodded with a small smile, remembering a few of the lyrics when Elowan mentioned the song. She thought that it sounded like Elowan too. "I don't know what song I would be now, but a few years back, I was like…'Idon'twanttobeyouanymore' by Billie Eilish," she spoke up with a thoughtful frown. The lyrics had spoken about how someone didn't want to be themselves anymore, and she had related to that before.
"I like the way you are, right now" Elowan replied. Idon'twanttobeyouanymore was a song she'd heard her friends recommend, but it had always seemed a little bleak to her. Changing herself was something she'd never wanted to do. Elowan had always just been Elowan, no ifs, ands, or buts. When people had problems with her, she made sure they knew what a bad idea that was. "My turn. What's your ideal date?"
"Something fun. I'm into the retro things; arcades, amusement parks," Ash listed, trailing off as she played with one of Elowan's curls, letting it spring up and down. She shifted a bit, finding a more comfortable position in Elowan's side as she continued to cuddle into them.
"Cool! There's a really cool retro arcade behind my apartment. Wanna check it out when we meet later?" Elowan nuzzled into Ash's back, letting the girl play with her hair. She liked having her hair played with, reminded her of her childhood. "Oh yeah! My ideal date is probably just a cute little coffee date. They're a good way to get to know someone."
Ash nodded excitedly at the sound of an arcade, partly because she hadn't been to one in a while. She used to go with her brother, though he had grown out of it and none of her other dates would take her there either. "Yeah, coffee shops are really nice. Though, I prefer hot chocolate over coffee," Ash said with a small chuckle, curling up against Elowan in a comfortable and safe manner.
"Oh yeah, but I don't usually have a lot of free time at night so I do morning dates. And you can't have a good morning without coffee. Your turn." Elowan wriggled around a bit, settling into a contented side lean. One of her arms was still draped over Ash.
"What's your favorite feature?" Ash asked, meaning things like eyes, or eye color, hair, etc. She had always liked darker features, the opposite of her own lighter ones. They always seemed more soulful to her and a bit mysterious somehow.
"Hmmm. I like really striking eyes. Light colors like blue or green and stuff." Eyes were really captivating to Elowan. With the right person, she could just sit and stare for days. Her second favorite feature was a good smirk because in her experience people with good smirks either made good exes or good opponents. "My turn. Do you like babies?"
"Well, first off, I'm alright with babies. The thing is that babies do not like me," Ash answered with a light chuckle, remembering the time that she had babysat her baby cousin for a few hours. The kid would either scream or cry, which probably made it the hardest night of her life.
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