She went home and went almost immediately to sleep; she woke up happier and more refreshed. She got ready for work and the morning went by quickly. After work she had a few hours before Elliot got off, to get ready, but she didn’t know if that would help. She had no idea what they were doing or where they were going so her entire wardrobe was on the floor. She texted him and asked what she should be dressed for. All he said was casual and that they would be outside, Elliot at an outside activity? She finally decided on a cute sleeveless halter dress that would work outside or maybe the beach or a boat. It was white and was loose around her thighs, the white popped against her naturally dark skin. She kept her hair in loose waves, which was its most natural state. She texted Darlene to come up and help her pick out shoes.

“This is impossible, I look too frilly but thigh highs aren’t going to work, and we will be outside so we might be going to the beach or walking around a lot, I just wish I knew where we were going,” she cried as soon as Darlene walked in.

“Calm down, I’ve got this,” Darlene said typing on her phone, then after a beat she said, “ohh okay.”

“What?”

“I just asked Elliot where you are going,” she said.

“And?”

“I can’t tell you but I can help you pick out some shoes, your hair is pink so you won’t look too lame in frilly clothes,” she said. She grabbed a pair of light pink converse shoes and handed them to Raine.

“Really?” Raine asked.

“Trust me, it’s super casual and your feet will thank me, plus you’ll look super cute, and Elliot loves converse.”

Raine knew this was true, it was all he ever wore outside of work. So, she said okay and thanked Darlene.

“I can’t wait for you both to get laid so you’ll chill out,” Darlene said.

Raine laughed then stopped, “did you see Dom last night?”

“Maybe, why?” she said.

“Elliot is getting suspicious and I almost told him everything last night,” Raine said.

“Just wait until Luke is in jail, it won’t be long, just put it in the back of your mind and let Dom and I take care of it,” Darlene said, “go make my brother happy.”

Raine hugged her and she left, she sat around waiting on Elliot and got sick of just setting so she went downstairs and got a coffee, it was around three, but he was going to try and leave work early. Fifteen minutes later he said he was on his way.

When he got there, she almost didn’t notice him because he wasn’t wearing his hoodie, he was carrying it like Linus from ‘Peanuts’. He looked like he had somehow cleaned up more than usual, he was wearing a light grey long-sleeved tee-shirt that fit him perfectly, and some dark jeans that also fit him perfectly. From the side, it hit her that he could actually be a model or something. He had all the right features and with the sunlight coming through the front of the shop and without the dark hoodie his skin looked more golden than washed out. She watched him walk towards her apartment stairs and Brittney stopped him, looking him up and down covetously. She pointed him in the opposite direction where Raine sat waiting. He turned around and walked toward her, pulling his hoodie off his shoulder and laying it down in the seat across from her. She had chosen a small table with two chairs so she could sit elegantly with her legs crossed like a girl in a sad French film because she sometimes did weird things like that. If she could’ve worn heels it would have added to the effect but according to Darlene that would be a mistake.

“Hey,” he said, and he seemed nervous.

“Hi there,” she said leaning forward.

“You ready?”

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“You’ll know when we get there,” he said. She pouted at him and batted her eyelashes and he said, “cute but I’m still not telling.”

They took the subway and on the way there she figured out where they were going but pretended to be surprised when they got to Coney Island. It was cute but not a romantic place, not that she cared, it meant something to him. They went directly to a broken-down arcade, Elliot led her to a door down the alley beside it and they went in. He turned on the lights and everything lit up.

“Wow,” she said, “this is pretty cool.”

“We aren’t gonna stay in here, this was the place where 5/9 went down,” he said, “this was our place and I wanted to show it to you so you could see all of me, I want you to know every part of me.”

“Elliot,” was all she could say, she felt guilt rising up in her because of what she was hiding from him.

He showed her around and told her all that he remembered happening in here, including the things that only happened in his mind. He told her about his time’s in the Ferris wheel with Mr. Robot and that it was an extra special place for him too.

“I wanted us to have a special place to share but I didn’t know what to do, so I just brought you somewhere that was special to me, so you can be a part of it,” he said.

She smiled, “I’m glad you did, but you could’ve kissed me in the subway and I would have been happy.”

“I’m not kissing you in here,” he said.

“Oh?”

“No, that’s something we planned, Mr. Robot suggested it, he insisted that it would be romantic, not that I would know.”

She smiled, glad that Elliot had no clue about romance, it meant all the sweet things he did were genuine and from his heart. “It’s sweet of him to help you with this, I mean I know that’s kind of his thing but it’s sweet,” she said.

“Yea… so you ready?” he asked.

“For what?” she asked.

“We’re at coney island we need to play games and ride things,” he said.

“Oh, so it’s like a 1950’s carnival date? I am dressed very appropriately for that,” she laughed.

“You look amazing,” he said looking her over.

“And you look sexy,” she said tugging on his shirt, wanting to tear it off. He just grinned and took her hand and walked her out. They did all the things normal couples would do, they ate the unhealthiest foods on the planet and rode rides and played games. She laughed at him because she saw a cute stuffed pink elephant she wanted, and he got so frustrated trying to win it.

“Why are you laughing at me?” he asked.

“You’re just so determined, it’s sweet,” she said. Eventually, he finally got it for her, and they walked along the boardwalk talking and sharing cotton candy, feeding it to each other. For some reason, he kept looking at his phone.

“Expecting a phone call?” she asked.

“Checking the time,” he said.

“Ohh are you bored?” she laughed.

“No never when I’m with you,” he laughed and she decided to take it as a compliment, instead of a comment on how erratic she was, he continued, “I’m waiting for the right time.”

She knew he was precise about stuff, but did he want to kiss her at a specific time of day? If he did, he had a good reason so she didn’t tease him about it.

A while later he said, “Okay come on.” He led her to the Ferris wheel, they got in, and she started to sit, “no on this side,” he said pulling her next to him, putting his arm around her. As they went up she realized what he had been waiting for, and everything made sense. From this side of the cage, they could see the ocean and the sun was setting. It was so beautiful, the colors in the sky and on the water were everything she wished she could paint. It took her breath and caused tears to form in her eyes.

“It’s so beautiful,” she said, she looked at him and he wasn’t even looking at it, he was watching her reaction. He looked so happy, he wasn’t smiling but his eyes were bright. And in this lighting, they reflected the sun and seemed to glow. She bit her lip to keep from saying anything to mess this up. She couldn’t take her eyes off of his, she hadn’t seen them like this before. On the second time up he took his knuckle and lifted her chin, he leaned down and just barely brushed her lips with his and she got light-headed. He moved away just a little his eyes were closed and he let out a shaky sigh like he had waited his whole life for this. He kissed her lightly again just a little harder and she felt how soft his lips were, they tasted like cotton candy. Again, he stopped for just a second and whispered, “I love you.”

This time she kissed him softly and whispered with her lips barely touching his, “I love you too.” She felt him smile before he pushed his lips more firmly on hers and he moaned softly into her mouth causing her to part her lips welcoming all of him. They both had tears streaming down their faces because they were so full of love and overwhelmed by their emotions. She grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer and he ran his hands through her hair, holding the back of her head desperately. He moved his tongue against hers and she wanted more. She pulled away to lightly lick his top lip and he groaned, he kissed her deeply then stopped to nibble on her bottom lip, she shivered and let out a whimper of pleasure. He pulled away, “cold?” he asked.

“No why?”

“You shivered,” he said.

She giggled, “oh, that… come here,” she said pulling him to her and whispering in his ear, “I shivered because,” she paused to nibble on his ear, “I want you so bad.” He shivered and she giggled, “yea like that.” They started kissing again because they couldn’t stop and before they knew it the ride operator was banging on the cage and said, “alright you two, get a room.”

They tore themselves away from each other and gathered their things to climb out; he grabbed her waist to help her hop down.

“We got in trouble,” she laughed as they walked away.

Elliot put his hoodie over her shoulders and carried her elephant for her, “so what now, want to stay and do more or go home now?” he asked.

“Home now, for sure, like right now,” she said. He grinned with one side of his mouth which was the sexiest thing she had ever seen. Especially now that she knew what his lips felt like on hers. She wondered what they would feel like on other parts of her, then she wondered if he was thinking the same kinds of things. He loved her, and she loved him, and she felt like this could not be real life. She put her arms in the hoodie and wore it on the way home. They sat on the subway, he had his hands in his pants pockets, so she held his arm and leaned on his shoulder. She didn’t usually like PDA but they were in love and everyone else would have to deal with it.

“You have to name it,” he said. She had been thinking about what would happen when they got home so this statement took her by surprise because she had just been thinking about what ‘it’ would be like.

“Name it?” she nearly shouted. He took his hand out of his pocket and grabbed the elephant he had sat beside him and held it up so she said, “oh that, okay,” she let out a sigh of relief. Elliot looked at her confused, so she laughed and said, “Do not ask.” But he laughed possibly guessing what she had thought he meant.

“Well?” he said.

“You can name it, you won it,” she said, unable to focus on much besides what she wanted to do to him.

“I won it for you baby,” he said, handing it to her.

She let go of his arm and took the toy and hugged it tightly, “I love it, thank you.”

“I love you,” he said.

She smiled, “well I think I love you more.”

“Not possible,” he said leaning his head back and closing his eyes. It seemed like a gesture of stress but he looked so peaceful and happy. Like he was just trying to take a moment to soak up all the goodness he felt. She let him be until they got to their stop and he got up and took her hand. They walked to his apartment and he led her in, as soon as she got in, she set the elephant on the table and unzipped the hoodie. She took it off and put it on the back of the chair, then she took off her shoes.

He was standing in the middle of the room watching her every move intensely, “what do you want to do now?” he asked.

She didn’t say anything and walked over to him, she put her hands around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. He put his hands on her hips and she slid her hands down to the bottom of his shirt and started tugging it upwards, gesturing to him that she wanted it gone. He stopped kissing her long enough to pull his shirt off then he grabbed her and pulled her to him, she didn’t even care at this point where she kissed him, she just kissed his face and his neck and he started breathing harder. He slid his hands down her back and grabbed her ass with both hands and she giggled. He grinned at her and kissed her deeply, moving his hands down below her ass and picking her up off the floor, she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her to the bed and laid her down gently.

“You sure?” he asked.

“Mmm-hmm,” she said raising up to unlatch her dress and let the top part fall down exposing her bra. Elliot bit his lip as he watched her stand and undress, all she left on were her white panties. He stood up and took off his shoes, then started unbuttoning his jeans as she laid down on his bed, waiting. He pulled his jeans off and he stood there in black boxer briefs, he looked at her.

“Take those off too,” she said, and he quickly did as asked and climbed into bed beside her, leaning over her, looking her up and down.

“I just want you to know you’re in control here, anything you want or don’t want, and anytime you want to stop, just tell me okay?”

“Okay,” she said.

“And if…” he started.

“Elliot,” she interrupted, “are you ready to do this?”

“I am very ready,” he said looking down at himself, at the proof that he was.

“Then shut up and fuck me,” she said.

He let out a groan that was almost a growl and rolled over her. He started kissing her, she could feel how hard and big he was on her stomach and she wanted it. He started kissing her neck and he cupped her breast, massaging. He moved down and took her breast in his mouth sucking and licking her nipple. She writhed underneath him and made noises she’d never heard herself make before. He then started kissing her stomach all over, he took his fingers and pulled on her panties, she could hear how hard he was breathing and she felt his breath against her skin and she just wanted him so much. He took her panties off and returned to kissing her right at her bikini line, then he kissed her inner thigh teasing her. He looked up at her and said, “Can I?”

She knew what he meant and she said, “no one’s ever done that before, but yes please,” she said. He kissed her there, then licked and she cried out, gripping his sheets and twisting them as he buried his face in her. She had to put her fist in her mouth to muffle her screaming, he took his time and would pause to bite her inner thigh which drove her wild. He moaned as he worked, stopping to say, “you taste amazing baby, I could eat you all day.”

When she got close to the edge she said, “Elliot come here.” He stopped, crawled up the bed, and rested on top of her, “you alright?” he asked.

“Yes, just wanted you up here,” she said.

He licked his lips and said, “can I kiss you?”

“Clean up a little first please,” she said, and he grabbed his blanket and did as she asked.

“No one’s ever done that for you before?” he asked.

“No, but I love it,” she said.

“Why did you want me to stop?” he asked.

She grabbed him around his dick and he groaned loudly, she said, “I want this.”

He quickly positioned himself, closing his eyes and taking shallow breathes as she stroked him, “baby,” he whispered.

She stopped, “go slow because I’m… different.”

“What do you mean?” he asked.

“I have an abnormally… tight, you know, like my doctor told me, so…” she said, embarrassed.

Elliot sucked in a sharp breath and growled, “fuck, could you get any sexier?”

She giggled and put her hand on his face and pulled him into a kiss, he started very slow and moaned each time he moved further. She felt when he was all the way in and breathed a sigh of relief, not that it hurt but because she was worried that since she was so small and he was so large they wouldn’t fit each other.

“You okay?” he asked.

She nodded and started moving her hips against him, “you feel so good,” she moaned.

He moved his hips with hers and she loved all the sounds he made, and his face, she had seen porn and almost all men made the worst sex faces, but Elliot’s were perfect, he bit his lip and looked at her with sultry eyes like he had trained himself to have sexy sex faces, she loved watching him and he looked at her like she’d never had anyone look at her before. They kissed and she got so close she had to shove her mouth into his shoulder to keep from screaming. She wanted to dig her nails into his back but didn’t know if that would be okay. She could feel him getting close and it drove her to the edge.

“Baby, you’re so tight,” he moaned, “mmm fuck, I love you so much.” That did it for her and she felt herself tighten around him as she came. She let out a series of moans and whimpers and he started shaking all over buried his face in her hair and groaned, “Oh fuuuck,” over and over as he thrusted. He let out some deep trembling breathes and raised up to kiss her. She kissed him and realized if they kissed too long it would be round two already. He rolled over and lay beside her catching his breath.

“Oh my… mmm,” he said.

“What?” she asked.

“I’ve never…” he shook his head in disbelief, “I need a cigarette.”

She laughed, “Yea me too.”

“You don’t smoke.”

“I know, that’s how good it was,” she laughed, he grinned.

“I can’t in good conscience, give you a cigarette.”

She laughed, “I know I was kidding… well about the smoking part, it really was that good.”

He got up completely naked and walked over and got his ashtray and cigarettes, lighting one on his way back to bed. She watched his body and started to get turned on again so she looked away. Elliot was laying on what she considered ‘her side’ of his bed and she on his. He looked at her, “come over here.”

“I’m right here,” she said.

“No, here,” he patted his chest and she scooted over and laid her head on his chest as he put his arm around her and began running his fingertips up and down her spine.

“Elliot,” she whispered.

“Yea?”

“I love you,” she said.

He kissed her forehead, and said, “love you, baby.”

Then he said, “do you feel okay? I wanted to make you feel safe and comfortable.”

“You did, you’re perfect,” she said. She rose up to look at him, “it was the best…” she paused having a realization.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, looking up at her concerned.

“I just realized that theoretically, we could say that you just took my virginity,” she laughed.

He smiled, “I guess you’re right.”

“That makes me really happy, and you’re the only guy who’s ever even offered to go down on me,” she said.

“Selfish asshole,” Elliot muttered to himself, then to her he said, “did you really like it?”

“Are you kidding? Oh my gosh, there are no words, you…” she bit her lip.

“Well I liked doing it, it wasn’t just sex talk, you taste so good,” he said, and it made her want to jump on him. Instead, she laughed, “well that’s good to know, it makes me feel less insecure.”

“You shouldn’t anyway, I have called you perfect but… this might sound bad at first but listen, I know you’re not ‘perfect’ but you are to me, no matter what. I want you to know that when I say that, that’s what I mean, I don’t mean that you need to be perfect, I mean that you will be to me no matter what happens, even if the sex was bad, the fact that it was the best sex I’ve ever had a hundred times over is just a bonus.”

She smiled and leaned over to give him a quick kiss, “best ever?” she asked.

“By far,” he nodded, and she could tell by the look in his eyes he was telling the truth, maybe it had more to do with how they felt about each other than skill but he meant it.

“And you,” she said.

“Me what?” he said.

“I know given my past… if I say you’re the best you won’t get how good it was for me based on the other times. But like… even when I do that for myself, it’s not as good as what you just did to me,” she said.

He put his cigarette out and grabbed her leg and pulled it over him, causing her to straddle him, he looked up at her, “you want more?”

She grabbed him and slid down over him moaning. He threw his head back and bit his lip.

“Now I really am in control,” she said, and he looked over her body, she said, “Elliot, I don’t know if you’re ready.” She winked at him.

“For what?” he asked.

“Hula and belly dancing are all hips so I’m not sure how this will be for you because no one ever let me on top before but I’d brace myself if I were you,” she teased.

He grinned, “Nah, I can handle it.”

She started moving her hips the way she would if she were dancing. Elliot tried to watch her but he couldn’t keep his head from going back, the veins in his neck turned her on as she rode him. He shook under her and tried to cuss but he couldn’t talk.

“You okay?” she whispered.

He looked up at her and nodded and gritted his teeth, “Yes,” he could barely get the word out. He gripped her hips and sunk his fingers into her. He held her like that for while then moved one hand up to her breast. She gave him a little break and just rode him normally, so he raised up and buried his face in her chest and cupped her breasts, he gave them each attention with his mouth and kissed her neck. He took one hand and started rubbing her with his fingers. He kissed her and she moaned into his mouth. She pulled back and watched him move his fingers over her clit.

“You like that baby?” he asked.

“Yes,” she whined.

“What else do you like?”

“I love riding you,” she moaned.

“I love you riding my dick,” he said.

“What else do you like?” she asked.

“Everything you do,” he said.

She laughed, and he looked at her, “I’m serious, you could do anything to me, I’d to anything you want, I’m completely yours, I’m so madly in love with you, you’re everything I’ll ever want, I am totally wrapped around your finger and I am not even a little ashamed.”

It was sexy and super sweet all at once, she was so touched she started to tear up, she kissed him so he wouldn’t see and think it was a bad thing. She pushed him down and said, “I love you, Elliot Alderson.” They finished together and agreed they should put on some clothes and take a break. He threw her a shirt and she said, “was that sex talk? That stuff you said?”

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“No baby, I’ve felt that way since the first night you came here,” he said.

“Aww, Elliot,” she said putting on another one of his shirts, “I won’t steal this one, I promise.”

He shrugged like he didn’t care if she took everything he owned.

“I can’t believe I forgot to bring my things,” she said.

“What things?” he asked.

“My things, you know stuff I need, my things,” she said.

“That tells me nothing,” he laughed.

“You know, toothbrush, deodorant, makeup…” she started.

“First thing, Darlene lives here part-time, there are several things you need in the bathroom, makeup, deodorant, lotion, body spray and it’s Darlene’s so I know you won’t mind sharing, second thing, toothbrush, you can use mine,” he said.

“Eww no, I can drink or eat after you but a toothbrush, no that’s gross,” she said.

“I just had my face in your pussy and kissed you after, but you can’t use my toothbrush?” he laughed.

“Elliot,” she said.

“Okay, PG version, we kiss, how is it different than kissing?” he asked.

“Because it’s all in my head and I know that, but it doesn’t matter, facts don’t change my weirdness,” she said, “also I can’t wear these panties I had on.”

He nodded, taking them from her and putting them in his hamper, and handing her a pair of boxers. She put them on and went over to the couch, “you want to get stoned?”

“Yea, I gotta take flipper out first, and I’ll go get you a toothbrush,” he said.

“No, I guess I can use yours I don’t want to be like… high maintenance,” she said.

“It’s not a problem, you need one just to have here anyway,” he said.

“Want me to come?” she asked, he looked at what she was wearing and she said, “oh, yea never mind.”

He got flipper ready and she walked over to hug him around the neck, she whispered in his ear, “be quick, I want to get high and have sex all night.”

“Damn,” he said, “you’re…” he grinned.

“A slut?” she teased.

“No! no, I’d never call you that,” he said.

“I was kidding,” she said.

“Still…” he said.

She kissed his cheek, “you’re sweet, we don’t need to do it all night if you don’t want to.”

“Oh, I want to… I was just surprised you wanted to, good surprised, really, really, good,” he said.

She laughed, “get out of here Alderson,” she pushed him away lightly, flirting.

“Hey!” he said, “give daddy a kiss,” he said teasing her about what they called him to flipper, not knowing how sexy it was.

She put her hands on his face and gave him a quick kiss, then another and she kept doing it until he laughed, “okay, she’s going to pee on the floor, I love you.”

“Love you,” she said as he left.

“Lock the door,” he shouted back to her as he walked down the hallway.

She shut and locked the door and rushed to her small purse to get her phone. She texted Darlene.

R: hey, at Elliot’s he just took flipper out but we’ve been back a while

D: did you kiss

R: yes! Many times!!

D: did you get laid?

R: Darlene!

D: usually you say ‘Darlene no’ so I’m taking that as a yes

R: a couple of times… so far

D: TMI b/c DNA

R: lol what are you doing?

D: at your place with Dom going through your social media and emails

R: kidding?

D: nope

R: well… alright

D: we must

R: well if you must, btw why didn’t you tell me oral was so fun

D: then I would have to show you and you’d be in love with me and not my brother, I know I’m better at it than him, biology… I know what the vag likes

R: why do I set myself up for this every time?

D: you love me, you guys gonna blaze?

R: yea

D: jealous, my FBI agent might arrest me if I smoke

R: you mean handcuff you? you wouldn’t make it out of the room

D: oh shit, where is the weed? I’m about to start something

R: Where it always is

D: can I have some?

R: it’s not my weed, it’s our weed, we are weed married, you know this

D: my girl, love you don’t put Elliot in the hospital with them hips that don’t lie

R: how did you know that?

D: he’s texting me too

R: What’s he saying

D: can’t tell you

D: lol kidding you can read it all later

R: I love you so much

D: Kisses ;)

Raine really wanted some decaf but she couldn’t ask Elliot because she felt bad about him doing so much for her. She went into his bathroom to freshen up and look through Darlene’s belongings to see what she had to work with. She looked at herself in the mirror and groaned, her hair and makeup were a mess. She decided to wash her makeup off and see if Elliot still liked her without it. He needed to get used to it someday. She put her hair up in a messy bun and washed her face. Darlene had some good stuff, things she herself would use, which Raine was thankful for. She made faces at herself in the mirror for a little while then went back to the couch. She wanted to get on Elliot’s laptop and look through everything he had. Not to try and find something, just out of curiosity and desire to know him better. Maybe this was how he felt when he hacked some people, ones he liked. He hadn’t hacked her when she’d asked Mr. Robot but who knew if he did it after that? She didn’t care at all except for him finding out about Luke. She put the thoughts away as Darlene had advised. She needed to be good for Elliot and she couldn’t do that stressing about that monster. She got her phone and browsed her social accounts, it was boring, but Elliot didn’t have a tv. But he did have a record player, she got up and went over to it. She started looking through his albums, found one she wanted to play, and put it on the record player. She turned it on at a low volume to not disturb the neighbors, it was a sublime album and she started dancing around to the music. This would be better if she was stoned but it was still fun. She took her hair down because this kind of Woodstock dancing required it. She must not have heard the door because she felt a furry thing rub her leg and she screamed. She looked down and saw flipper and spun around to see Elliot standing by the door grinning. She quickly turned the music off.

“Why’d you turn it off?” he asked.

“Uhh, did you see me… acting totally stupid?” she asked.

“I saw you dancing, it wasn’t stupid, it was sexy,” he said.

She tilted her head and met him in the middle of the room, “you have to say that you’re my boyfriend, I’m so embar-“ Elliot stopped her by grabbing her around the waist and kissing her hard. He threw a bag on the table and put his hands on her face and kissed her until she thought she would start floating. When he finally stopped, she took a minute to regain her composure.

“What was that for?” she said.

“Nothing, I just missed you,” he said getting things out of the bag and putting them away, he had gotten her a pink toothbrush. He handed her a cup he had apparently sat on the table while he watched her make a fool of herself.

“What’s this?” she asked.

“Decaf latte,” he said. She looked around wondering if this was a dream or if he was a mind reader. She sat on the couch and watched him clean up his place a little, then said, “you know Elliot, the thing about kissing is that it’s a good way to shut someone up without making them mad.”

He laughed, “that’s not why I did it… I mean you don’t need to be embarrassed and whatever you were about to say was probably wrong, but I just couldn’t help myself.”

“Wrong? Oh, I’m never wrong,” she said.

“Yes, ma’am,” he said sarcastically.

“That’s so embarrassing though, seriously.”

“Drink your latte, I’m turning it back on,” he said. He turned it on and turned it up a little, then he came over and they started smoking and talking about sublime and other bands they liked, and just stoner talk.

“We should listen to your stuff,” he said.

“No, that’s awkward,” she said.

“Why?” he asked.

“Just is, I’m right here, it’s hard to explain,” she said.

“Well I know you won’t dance for me, but will you dance on top of me?” he asked.

“You want that again?” she asked.

“If you want?”

“Here?” she asked.

He nodded so she did as he asked on the couch but this time she didn’t go as easy on him, she kept going to the beat of the music until he was finished. She had finished long before him because his reaction to the sensation was so hot. She started to get off of him, but he stopped her.

“I just want to stay inside you all the time,” he said getting a cigarette and lighting it.

“Well, that would make it hard to go places, we’d have to get specially made clothes…” she started mocking until he tickled her on the side of her breast, making her giggle.

“So, you just want to hang out like this for a while?” she asked.

He just nodded and took a hit off his cigarette; she watched him and bit her lip. He grinned knowing she found it sexy.

“It’s still sexy and I literally just got laid, so I guess it’s just you,” she said.

“Maybe it’s cause you love me,” he said.

She leaned forward and kissed him, then she said, “weed makes me want sex so bad though, it always has but you know.”

“Yea it can cause that,” he said, “it never did it to me, but it does make it better.”

“It’s like it makes you less inhibited and more relaxed and you can enjoy every sensation,” she mused.

“I’m sorry I got to finish, and you didn’t,” he said.

“Oh, I did,” she said.

“When?” he asked.

“Somewhere near the middle of it, you looked so hot I couldn’t help it,” she said.

“I didn’t even realize,” he said.

“Yea you were kind of… you know in your own throws of ecstasy.”

“Is this real?” he asked.

“What? Yes of course,” she said looking at him concerned.

“I’m not asking in a dissociative kind of way,” he said to ease her concern, “I mean it in the ‘pinch me I must be dreaming’ kind of way.”

“Oh, I ask myself that about you a lot,” she said.

“Really?”

“Well while you were gone, I was thinking I wanted a decaf latte, but I didn’t want to text you and ask for one because I don’t want to be needy, then you get home, and there it is,” she told him.

“Wow, that’s crazy because flipper told me she could sense you wanted one,” he said.

She laughed and gasped mockingly, “flipper, are you psychic?” she asked. Flipper sat on the floor, looked at her, and tilted her head trying to understand. Raine looked at Elliot, “I wonder what she thinks we are doing right now?”

“Most people would, at this moment,” he said because they were still attached.

Raine laughed, “you know it’s not that weird though, I mean I’m comfortable… but seriously, dogs have sex so when they see us doing it, do they know we are doing it?”

“You’re stoned,” he said.

“But I’m not wrong, I mean it’s a valid question.”

“She’s a virgin so she doesn’t even know what dog sex is, she’s probably like ‘what is daddy doing to mommy’?” Elliot said, making her laugh.

“Am I flippers mommy?” she asked.

He nodded, “if you want to be.”

“Oh, I do, so much,” she said excitedly, she turned to flipper, “hi baby I’m your mama.” Flipper wagged her tail happily.

“She is very happy about it,” Elliot said, then he looked at her more seriously, “I am too.”

“That I’m her mama?” she asked.

“That you’re mine,” he said. She kissed him for a long time and he started to get excited again so they had sex again, but she didn’t put him through the dancing kind because she thought he might actually end up in the hospital if she did. At one point Elliot said, “you like riding daddy huh?” she knew he was just teasing her, but it was hot. When they were done, trying to catch their breath she said, “Okay this time I have to get up because this is messy and I’m so sweaty.” She walked to his bathroom, naked and stoned and freshened up, while in there she remembered she didn’t have any makeup on, she had forgotten all about it, Elliot hadn’t acted even a little different. She came out and he went in to clean up as she got dressed. When he came out, she said, “do I look different?”

“Should you?” he asked.

“I mean when you came home did I look different?”

“You kind of reminded me of Janis Joplin for some reason,” he said.

“Make fun of the dirty hippie, such a square man,” she said in her stoner voice.

He laughed and said, “No seriously, why would you look different?”

“I washed all my makeup off while you were gone,” she said.

“Oh, yea I know, but you don’t look different, just… your eyelids are less pink.”

She laughed, “well that’s interesting.”

“I know this is gonna sound like one of those things you think ‘boyfriends are supposed to say' but you don’t need makeup, it’s cool if you wear it, it’s your face and I know you like matching things up, but even if you weren’t my girlfriend I would think, that girl has great skin and your eyelashes are really pretty,” he said as he got dressed.

She blushed a little, “well thank you.”

He sat beside her and gave her a little kiss, “you’re one foxy lady.”

She nodded sarcastically, “Jimmy Hendrix, funny.”

He bit his lip to suppress a laugh, “don’t be mad baby.”

“I’m not mad, but I can’t wait til you do something embarrassing so I can tease you about it,” she said.

“It’s not embarrassing, I’m not teasing you about the dancing I’m teasing you because you’re embarrassed about it, just stop being embarrassed and I won’t have anything to tease you about.”

“Yea, it’s so easy, this is my fate though, you know that right? The first time we met I was barefoot in the middle of a public place,” she laughed.

“Yes and because of that I sent Darlene there and all this good stuff happened,” he said taking her hand, referring to their relationship.

“That’s true… maybe that’s like my karma, every time I do these humiliating things it starts a chain reaction to bring something good to my life.”

“There ya go,” he said.

“Or maybe I’m really stoned,” she said.

“It’s definitely… both.”

“Do I look stoned?” she asked.

“No, but I know you are,” he said.

“How?”

“You have a tell.”

“No, I don’t… do I?”

He laughed and nodded.

“Tell me what it is,” she said.

“No cause then you’ll be able to hide it, I’m not giving up my secrets.”

“Please,” she said and pouted.

He sighed, “alright…your voice gets lower and you start talking slower.”

“Doesn’t everyone when they smoke?” she asked.

“Nah,” he said, “you saw Leon.” This was true, Leon talked slow normally but when he smoked he talked ninety miles a minute.

They talked all night and had sex several more times, she actually lost count at one point because they would just do it for while and take a break randomly whether it was ‘over’ or not. Elliot said sometimes the ending wasn’t the point, but just being together. So, she wasn’t exactly sure what counted as each time. It was up near at least seven or eight. She knew she fell asleep before him because she remembered falling asleep to the sound of him whispering nice things in her ear as they lay together, her back to him. She woke up and he had rolled over on his back at some point so she turned around to cuddle him. She saw him trying to open his eyes so she whispered in his ear and asked if he wanted her to finally return the favor of oral, last night he said no because he wanted it to be all about her. This time he let his eyes stay closed grinned and said, “yes.”

She was a little insecure about this because Luke always told her she was bad at it, even though he made her do it all the time. She kissed Elliot and he kissed back even though he was half asleep. She started at his neck and kissed almost every part of him down to his waist. He moaned softly as she did. She pulled his sweatpants and boxer briefs down and he helped her.

As she started on him his soft moans turned into moans loud enough to be considered yelling. He put his hand gently on the back of her head and played with her hair. He groaned compliments and cuss words until he was almost finished, then he told her as a warning that he was almost done. She moaned “mmm-hmm,” around him.

“You’re gonna swallow?” he asked, she moaned her agreement again. He lost control and finished, writhing and moaning loudly. She kept going a little after which caused him to twitch under her. When she was done teasing him, she went back up to him and he was fully awake and panting. She watched his chest rise and fall as he caught his breath. He grabbed her head and pulled her into a kiss. She pulled back and said, “so was that okay?”

“What? That was way more than okay,” he said biting his lip thinking about it, “I would love to wake up like that every morning.”

“Would you settle for weekends?” she asked.

“That works,” he grinned. She started to get up, but he held her arm, “where you going?”

“I need coffee,” she said.

“Well come here a second,” he pulled her over to him and kissed her softly, “I love you.”

“Love you,” she said smiling.

“Now you can go get your coffee,” he said, slapping her ass lightly as she crawled away.

She went over and started making a pot while Elliot got out of bed reluctantly. He went to the fridge and brought out a bottle of coffee creamer, pumpkin spice, and sat it on the counter.

“What’s this?” she said.

He rubbed his eyes with his palms, “oh I just picked that up yesterday for when you’re here.”

She walked over and kissed him on the cheek, and he said, “what’s that for?”

“Because you’re sweet,” she said patting him on the chest. He blushed and then went into the bathroom to shave. He left the door open and she leaned on the kitchen counter to watch him. She found everything he did to be endearing. He saw her watching him and shut the door slowly as she pouted at him. She got her coffee and sat at the table, curled up with her feet in the chair. Elliot came out and started to get some cereal, he offered her some, but she shook her head. He ate his fruity pebbles at the table across from her and looked at his phone as she sipped her coffee. She wondered if this was what it would be like to be married to him. She shook the thought away because she was getting way too ahead of herself. They had only been dating a week.

“What is it?” he asked.

“Just thinking, you know we became ‘official’ one week ago at around this time,” she said.

“It’s our anniversary?” he teased.

“Our weekiversary!” she laughed. He raised his eyebrows and continued eating.

“I don’t know how you can eat those, they get soft so fast,” she shuddered.

“What kind do you like?” he asked.

“I like almost all cereal, but I like it crunchy, and mostly I eat it dry like a snack instead of for breakfast.”

“What do you have for breakfast?”

She held up her coffee, “I can’t eat right after I wake up, I have to wait, I just got used to it.”

He nodded sympathetically remembering that she told him Luke had pushed her into an eating disorder, she was allowed to eat vegetables from one in the afternoon to six, as much as she wanted but nothing else.

“You know what my favorite thing is now?” she said to change the subject.

“What’s that?” he asked.

“Cotton candy.”

“Would yesterday have something to do with it?”

“Yes, but not just because we had some,” she smiled, excited to tell him.

“Well, why?”

“Because the first time you kissed me all I could think about was how your lips were so soft and that they tasted like cotton candy.”

Elliot blushed but looked happy, “so did yours.”

“So… do we have plans today?”

“Yes, very important ones,” he said.

“Oh?”

“We are going to spend all day in bed, get high, eat junk, and fuck.”

“Well that sounds very important… wait can we do something else really quick?”

“Sure, what?”

“Saturday is usually mine and Darlene’s laundry day, we can take your clothes and go get mine and do laundry and come back and do your plans, or well you don’t have to come I can take your clothes if you want and wash them.”

“No, I want to come,” he said.

“Now that I’ve said it out loud it sounds so boring and domestic,” she said.

“There’s nothing wrong with domestic, if it’s with the right person, I’ve been doing laundry since I was twelve, it was fun,” he said.

She remembered him telling her this, his father had died, and his mom gave up doing anything for her kids, Elliot cooked, cleaned, and did laundry for himself and Darlene. He would make a fun game out of doing laundry to make Darlene happy because they never got to do anything fun. It dawned on her that, that was why Darlene had treated laundry like a fun adventure, to her it always had been, because of Elliot making sure she had a least some good childhood memories. He had raised Darlene pretty much on his own, no wonder he felt no need to have kids. She looked up at him lovingly, she had been attracted to men before, she even liked Luke at some points, but this was the first time she had truly admired a guy she liked. He was sitting there eating his cereal, totally immersed in something on his phone, he looked so childlike and clueless. She loved him so much, so she said, “Elliot, I love you.”

“Love you, babe,” he said without looking up. It made her wonder what he was looking at, but she left it alone. She was never that type of girlfriend, even with Luke who had cheated all the time, so she really didn’t feel the need to be possessive of Elliot. She trusted him and knew how loyal he was, he was the type to run and hide behind his girlfriend like a scared child if another woman so much as looked at him flirtatiously. After he washed his dishes, she asked if she could use his shower.

“Yea, I need one too,” he said.

“If we shower together, we can save time,” she said.

“Are we in a hurry?” he asked.

“No,” she said winking, then stood up and took her shirt off, and began walking toward the shower.

“Okay,” he said standing up and following her.