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Love's True Path	By : PrettySin Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 3142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Mika sighed as she turned the air conditioning up yet again. "I know it's hot, Elias." She wiped her brow as she reached for the phone.

"I'm dying here." He moaned.

She crossed her arms over her chest. "I suppose you want to stay home, then, when Rissa goes to Jase's then."

"Yeah. I'll just stay here. Maybe call Sara or something."

"Why don't you have her go with you to Jase's?" Mika began placing the dishes back into the cupboards from the dish drainer.

"Because I want to hang out with her alone, without people breathing down my neck." He directed the statement towards his aunt.

"And what is that supposed to mean?"

"It means that I'm making her dinner," He mumbled, "And not going to do something stupid."

"Did I say you would be?" Mika sighed. "Look, I'm sorry, Elias. I just don't know her, and...she seems sweet, but..."

"But we're hormonal teenagers who can't be trusted to practice safe sex."

"That is *not* what I said, Elias. But I just want you to know I do trust you." She gave him a look. "At the same time, I walked in on your father when he was fifteen making out with not one, but two girls.... both of whom were naked.”

He blinked a few times. "Dad made out with two naked girls... please say one was my mom."

"No." Mika shook her head, smirking slightly at the look on her nephew's face.

He groaned. "Was dad like...a slut?"

"Your father, Elias, was a teenage boy." Waving the fork in her hand at him, she then put it away.

"But I have Sara so I don't need to make out with two naked girls." Elias smiled at her.

"One will do, right?"

"Yep... I mean no."

"Exactly, Elias." Mika gave him a looked. "I'm a were. You know this. I have strength, speed, great sight, and the best sense of smell you've ever heard of. Sara might have washed her hands, and I may have been born in the dark, but it wasn't last night."

All the color in Elias' face drained away. "I... uh..."

"Exactly. Uh. And that is my point exactly. So before you go any further, you remember that." The Lupa leaned against the counter, watching her nephew.

"So what if you can smell us? We're not going to be stupid about anything we may or may not do."

"Elias? Is it nasty to hear Richard and I?" She quirked a brow.

"Yes. And so if I have to hear you and Richard until I turn eighteen, then you can smell us." Elias said firmly.

"My point exactly. But you're going to be a gentleman about this-" Mika held up a hand as he went to talk. "You respect her choices. She says no, she means it. You treat her like a lady. I expect you to actually date her. And you're going to be taking Rissa with you on some of these dates. You two think you're old enough to play with sex, you can have a child with you to take care of as well on some of them. And don't think to tell me otherwise. I'm not listening any further. Just maybe it'll remind you to play safe."

"Whatever. Sara loves Rissa more than me. I already treat her like a lady. I listen to what she says and make sure she's happy. I am dating her and am making her dinner tonight. If you think Rissa will make us play it any safer then it's fine by me. Just so you know, she's on birth control because she has a hormone imbalance plus IF we decide to have sex we'll use condoms."

"Good." Mika smiled, pressing a kiss to her nephew's forehead. "Have I done a good job being the evil aunt with the embarrassing talk?"

"You always do your job as a good aunt." He hugged her.

She hugged him back, swallowing. "Love you, Elias. And I'm taking Rissa to Jase's. I'm leaving money for pizza too if you want it. Okay?"

"Thanks, Aunt Mika and I love you too." Elias ran upstairs to call Sara.

Grabbing her cell as she knew Elias would be using the phone, Mika entered Richard's number and waited for his familiar voice to come on the line.

"Hi Mika." Richard said as he answered the phone.

"Hey hun. What's up?" She blushed slightly, knowing he must have seen her name on the caller ID.

"Nothing. Just getting ready to wash my car."

"Didn't you just wash it the other day when you were with me?"

"My other car, the Mustang GT. You know, the one that is always until the cover."

Mika froze. "You own a Mustang GT? You're kidding me. What year?"

"'69." He told her. "I don't drive it a lot."

"Uh!" Mika whimpered. "Alright. So going to ogle your car later. Anyway... I was wondering if you'd like to drive around the city a bit- I'm looking for a building to lease for an office."

"Finally settling down? I'm free, so it sounds like fun. I'll even let you drive my car once it's clean." He gathered up what he needed to wash it.

"I knew I loved you." She grinned, nearly bouncing.

"Calm down. I'll see you soon. Love you. Bye." He hung up and started washing his car.

She pouted at the phone for a moment, then turned it off. "Rissa, time to go!"

Rissa hopped down the stairs. "I'm ready."

"Alright, sweetie. Let's go. Jase can't wait to see you! Nor can Nathaniel." Mika grinned at her niece.

"BYE ELIAS!" Rissa yelled as she joined her aunt. Elias called back, "See you two later."

"Bye! Money's on the table!"

"Thanks! Bye." He grinned to himself. Sara would be there soon.

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Mika sighed as she pulled into Richard's driveway after dropping off Rissa- and nearly had a heart attack. Richard was washing his car. A 1969 Shelby GT Mustang, silver in the best condition she'd seen in ages-so what? No, that only added to the sexiness of the man washing the car.

Parking, Mika got out, and promptly dropped her keys. Sunlight glazed over golden bronze skin that was wet with water, soap, and sweat. It caressed the bare nuances of his chest like a lover, his brown nipples inviting one's tongue as he stretched to wash the roof of the car...Hhis jeans tight, but slung low enough on his hips that the inviting trail of hair leading down from his navel showed the top of the curls it lead to.

"I... hot. You're hot.." She stammered as he looked at her. "I mean, the car, er, you... I... the weather...?"

Richard looked up. "Hi, Mika. I see you like the car." She had a look of total shock on her face. "How did it go with Elias?"

"Car?" Her eyes traveled from where his hair fell in soft waves over his shoulders, down to his feet and back up to his eyes. "I... yeah. It... um..."

Richard kissed her softly. "Your babbling, Mika dearest." He grinned at her.

She blushed, ducking her head. "It's your fault... God... I thought I was coming to ogle your car and..." Mika ran a hand over his chest, her breath hitching.

"You wanna do it in the back of the car." He wiggled his eyebrows at her. She looked so lovely when she rambled.

"Mmm..." She leaned up and kissed him as her hand slipped into his hair.

"Mika, we're still outside." He managed to say as he broke the kiss. "And I need to dry off the car."

"One kiss didn't kill you..." She smirked as she picked up a towel to help him. "And it didn't leave spots on your sexy car either."

He began to dry the car off. After they finished, and had cleaned up, Richard changed. He meet Mika bye the car. "Have fun driving her." He smiled.

Mika took the keys from him and slid into the driver's seat. "Oh God... Richard, this is a wet dream come true..." Turning on the engine, she listened to it purr for a moment, her hands caressing the steering wheel. "I haven't seen one of these since Dad sold his..."

"Your dad had a car like this?" Richard asked, buckling up. "It's a great car. I'm glad I can share this with the woman I love."

"Mmhm. Dad's wasn't silver, though. This is the color I dreamed of." Buckling up, Mika sighed, and began to drive.

"I'm glad I could make your dream come true." He leaned back in his seat and enjoyed the ride. Being with Mika was very peaceful.

"So, I mortified my nephew, by the way." She grinned as she stopped at a stoplight, glancing at Richard. Oh, she was attacking him. As soon as possible.

He looked over at her. "Oh? What did you do to him now?"

"I simply pointed out that I caught his father at age fifteen naked with two women... neither of which being his mother. And that as a wolf, I also have a great sense of smell." She smirked.

He laughed. "You are an evil aunt." He looked at the office building they had just passed. "They had an available spot."

Mika parked and turned off the car before kissing Richard once more, her hands slipping through his hair. "I'm so jumping you later..." She muttered against his lips, then grinned, slipping out of the car and heading inside without waiting for him.

~~~~~~~~~

Sara adjusted her skirt as she knocked on Elias's door. She had caught the bus to his house. He had promised to make dinner for her... Or if he failed at dinner to get some pizza.

Taking a deep breath, Elias opened the door and nearly stared as he saw Sara. "Uh... hey."

"Hi." She kissed his cheek and headed into the house. "So, what’s for dinner?" She sat down on the couch.

“I... was thinking about making some spaghetti..." He shut the door and followed her with a grin. "You look great."

"Thanks." She smiled shyly. "Spaghetti sounds great. Want some help?"

"Nah. I'll be fine. Wanna hang in the kitchen with me? It's pretty easy to make." Elias offered her a hand up.

She took his hand. God, she was nervous being alone with him. She wanted to kiss him so bad. "You sure?"

"Yeah. I used to help Dad make it before he died." He brushed his lips over hers before leading her into the other room.

She followed him. "Got any soda?" She asked ignoring the tingling in her lips.

"We have Pepsi that Aunt Mika bought the other day. The two liter’s in the fridge if you wanna open it." Elias smiled and began getting ready to cook.

"Thanks." She opened the fridge and grabbed the soda. "I forgot where the cups are." She blushed lightly.

"Next to the sink." He bit his lower lip as he put the hamburger into the pan to brown. "You're so pretty..."

She blushed again. "Thank you." She grabbed a cup and poured herself some soda. Elias was so nice and cute.

"Will you please pour me some too?" He began to stir the meat, adding spices and such.

"Sure." She grabbed another cup and poured him some soda. She set it next to him as she came up behind him. "It smells really good."

Elias grinned. "Thanks... to both. It's not even near done. I hope you'll like it." He sipped his soda, then began looking for the sauce to go with the meat.

"Um...Elias?" She asked softly.

"Yeah?" He paused, looking at her.

"Will you go with my to the Sadie Hawkins Dance? You know, the girl is supposed to ask the guy." She was so nervous around him. She knew he'd go, but she was so shy about these things.

He stared at her for a moment, then beamed from ear to ear. "I'd love to. After all, I'd rather my girl didn't go with someone else." He kissed her cheek.

She blushed furiously. "My dad said he'd get me a dress if I wanted to go. I've had my eye on this nice red dress. We're supposed to match, so you need to get something with red."

"I'm sure Aunt Mika will help." He paused. "Well, maybe I'll see if Jason or Nathaniel will help..."

She smiled. "My dad said he wants to meet you, eventually. He's going to be in town for a while and he invited you over for dinner."

"Oh. Um...." Elias busied himself by grabbing the sauce. He drained the grease from the meat before adding it and letting it simmer. "Do you think he'll hate me?"

"I think he'll love you." She sipped her soda. "Just so you know, you will get the Hundred Questions of Doom."

"Um... can I have an example?"

"What are you intentions with my daughter? Have you ever been arrested? Do you watch porn? Are you a virgin? Have you ever had a STD?" She shrugged. "Stuff like that."

"I intend to treat your daughter like the great person she is. She deserves respect, and she's better than I am... I've never been arrested, I don't watch porn, I'm a virgin, and I have never had an STD." Elias answered easily.

She laughed. "You don't watch porn? Really?"

"Really." He blushed. "Mostly cause I'm fifteen and can't buy it... but that's besides the point."

"What about porn on the internet?" She asked him. She thought all guys their age watched porn.

"Um... I..." Shit. He was blushing. And her asking him such stuff was making him hard. Fuck. Fuck! Don't think of fucking! BAD!

She laughed. "So you do watch porn."

"Well, do you?" He looked at her.

"Of course." She smiled at him and took a drink of soda. She looked seeing him so flustered.

Elias choked. "What?!"

"I said, 'Of course.' I watch porn on the internet some times."

"But... but... you're... I..." He gulped.

She kissed him. "I think you need to stir the food."

Elias licked his lips, and concentrated on making dinner. "What... what do you look at?"

"Oh, lots of different stuff." She leaned over his shoulder. "Mmm, it's almost done."

"Mmmhm..." He shifted against her, feeling her breasts against his back. "So... like what?"

"I'm not going to tell you." Her breath was hot on the back of his neck. She moved away so she could set the table.

Checking to see that the noodles were done, Elias drained them, welcoming the distraction from his aching erection.

Sara got them some silverware. She put their drinks on the table and waited for the food to get done.

"Do you prefer the sauce separate or mixed in?"

"Mixed in." She turned in her chair to face him. "I like how it soaks in."

"Okay." Mixing the two, Elias set a pot holder on the table before setting the pan in the middle. Grabbing a spoon, he sat down. "So... I hope you like it."

"I bet I'll love it." She served herself and took a bite. "Oh, wow. This is as good as my dad’s. Trust me that’s a huge compliment."

He grinned, and for a moment was so caught up in watching her eat, that he didn't think to serve himself... or reply. "Oh... thanks." Flushing, he added a bit to his plate.

She laughed a bit as she continued to eat.

"Why did you want to know if I watched porn?" He asked suddenly.

She shrugged. "Just wanted to know."

"Oh. Well, it was mostly out of the hope that I'd know what the hell I was doing when I got a girlfriend..." Elias flushed.

She smiled. "You seem to be doing just fine."

"Um... I mean when I... touched you... er..." He looked at his plate

"It felt good." She bit her bottom lip. "It felt really good actually."

"But I haven't really done anything..." Elias watched her, licking his lips.

"I know, but just having you touch my breast felt very nice."

"Yeah... it did." He looked at his plate, forcing himself to eat rather than kiss her.

She ate a bit more. This whole conversation had her..excited.

"What do you want to do after dinner?"

"I don't know. Watch a movie?" She said smiling.

"Sure." He grinned. "Your choice."

"Ok. Now we have the TV downstairs to ourselves." She finished eating. "That was wonderful."

"Thanks." He stood. "I'll clean later, alright?"

"Sure." She set her plate in the sink.

Catching her around the waist, he pulled her to him, slowly leaning down for a kiss.

She twisted out of his grip. She smiled at him. "I won't give it up so easily."

"Not even a kiss?" He smiled back, stepping towards her.

She took a step back. "Maybe later...if you're lucky."

Elias shrugged and brushed past her into the livingroom where he lounged on the couch. "Okay."

She sat down next to him. "So, what movie?" She smoothed her skirt so it wasn't all bunched up.

"Up to you." He smiled. "The case is right there if you wanna pick."

She stood up and went to the case. She bent over to see what they had.

His breath hitched and he bit his lower lip. Fuck. She was so sexy... and that skirt...

"Oh my God. You have Tombstone!" She turned around, bouncing up and down. "It's one of my favorite westerns."

"Huh?" She was bouncing! AH!

"Tombstone. I love Doc Holiday." She grinned at him.

"Oh... Um. Cool." He looked down.

"What's wrong? You don't like it?"

"No... It's... it's good. It's one of my favorites." He forced a smile.

She sat down next to him, "Spill it now."

"I... you're just..." Elias looked down, knowing his face was on fire.

She blushed. "Oh... I... thanks." She kissed him. "I'm glad that you find me gorgeous."

Elias brushed his lips back over hers. "Want me to put it in?"

She laughed. "That sounds very naughty."

"I... uh... I meant the movie." He grabbed it from her and stood, quickly making his way over to the TV.

She managed to swallow her laughter. She couldn't help but notice the bulge in his pants. She leaned back on the couch watching him. She loved being with him. It gave her time to get away from life.

Bending, Elias ejected Rissa's princess movie from the VCR, putting it back into its case before putting in the other movie.

Sara laid down on the couch. It was the most comfortable spot to watch a movie from.

Turning, he quirked a brow at her. "And here I thought you'd like to sit with me..."

"You can sit down there with my feet in your lap." She grinned at him. "Because I'm not sitting up."

"And if I'd rather have your head in my lap?"

She sighed playfully. "Fine. I guess I can use you as a pillow."

Elias grinned leaning down to kiss her. "I promise to be good."

Sara snorted. "You? Good? Ha." She sat up so Elias could sit down then rested her head in his lap. "You're poking me."

He flushed. "I... never mind. I'll sit in the chai-"

"It's ok." She moved down a bit. "See? All better."

"You're sure?" He gently brushed a bit of her hair away from her face.

"I'm sure." She looped her fingers through his and squeezed his hand.

"Cool." He smiled, and pushed play on the remote.

Sara sat up and stretched. She loved Tombstone so much. Dr. Holiday was just so sexy. She leaned over and kissed Elias.

"Mmm..." He returned her kiss, cupping her cheek.

Her breasts pressed into his arm as she leaned into the kiss.

Moving slowly, Elias began making circles on her side, carefully moving up towards her breasts while deepening the kiss.

She moaned into his mouth as she slid her tongue across his bottom lip.

"Sara..." He whispered against her lips, taking her breast in his hand.

Sara pressed herself into his hand. She buried her hand in his hair.

Finding her nipple through her shirt, he caressed it, pinching it gently as he began kissing her neck.

She shivered at his touch. "Elias...can we go up to your room?" She asked, bitting her bottom lip.

Elias smiled, kissing her once more. "Sure... if you want."

She stood up and headed to his room. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she sat down on his bed.

He shut the door behind him, biting his lip as he looked at her. "Wow..."

She looked up at him. "What?"

He flushed again, and cursed himself. Fucking hell, he blushed more than a girl! "I was just thinking how pretty you were. I can't believe you even like me..."

Sara smiled at him. "How could I not like you, Elias? You're cute, smart, and not a jerk. You made sure to make it up to me that you teased me at first."

"I still feel really nasty about that." He sighed, and flopped backwards onto his bed. "I'm such an asshole!"

"No, you're not. You didn't know me back then, but you've been so great to me." She laid down next to him. “I love you."

Elias moved so he leaned over her partially, stroking her hair softly as he looked at her, his face serious before he smiled and kissed her. "I love you too..."

She snuggled up to him, listening to his heart beat. "I'm glad."

"Me too." Elias watched her for a moment, then said, "And this, of course, means that I'm not going to let you date all the other guys who want to be with your sexy self..."

"I wouldn't dream of being with any guy that isn't you." She kissed him. "And any girl that puts her hands on you will get the shit beat out of her. You know who I'm talking about."

He frowned. "Huh? No I don't..."

"Amy Plante."

"Why would Amy be putting her hands on me? I'm dating you..." Elias blinked.

"Oh please Elias. She's been after you all year. She hangs all over you."

"She has?" He looked stunned by this news, and honestly was.

"She practically shoved her boobs in your face yesterday. I swear, I'm going to punch that whore." Sara half growled. "She's always trying to be your partner in class even though she know we're partners. Also, I heard her telling her friend that she was going to screw you by the week’s end. She's spreading rumors that you two are together and saying that you're only with my because you pity me because I'm poor."

Glaring, Elias sat up. "WHAT?! How dare she say stuff about you! That's crap!"

"That's why I got suspended for three days. I beat the hell out of her. See what happened when you don't go to school?"

He blinked at her. "Huh? You... you got suspended?"

"Oh...yeah. She was talking crap so I punched her. Then we ended up on the ground and I beat her face in." She shrugged. "It happens."

Elias couldn't stop himself from smirking. "I'm dating the school bad girl... hot."

She stuck her tongue out him. "Oh, shut up. I had to defend my honor."

"Damn straight. And when I see her next, she's going to hear a thing or two from me as well." He leaned forward, kissing her.

"I, um, don't think she'll show her face in school for a while. I kind of slammed her face into the wall and broke her nose sometimes during the fight."

Elias quirked a brow, then shook his head. "Do me a favor, babe... don't mention that to Aunt Mika." He cupped her face, kissing her again.

"I didn't plan on it." She returned the kiss. She left out the fact that Amy had thrown the first punch and that she'd gotten her friends involved. It had been three on one, but Sara had still won the fight.

"Mmm... cool." He licked a line over her lower lip, then stretched with a groan of pleasure.

She kissed him. "So how was your day playing hooky?"

"Great." He tugged her so that she lay on top of him. "Aunt Mika and I swam a bit."

"I wish I had brought my swimsuit. I want to go swimming." She pouted.

"Aw..." He brushed his lips over hers. "Well, if you want, you can wear a shirt of mine and a pair of my shorts..."

"Really? It must be so awesome having you own pool. You can go swimming whenever you want. Come on, let's go."

"Yeah." He watched her climb to her feet, and moved to his dresser, grabbing them both stuff to wear into the pool. "It's cool."

She pulled her shirt up and over her head. She reached behind her back to undo her bra. "I bet it is."

Elias felt his swim trunks slip from his hands as she did so, gulping. "Holy fuck..."

She paused, looking at him. "Oh, come on Elias. Leave if you don't think you can handle it.'' She teased.

"That's the problem, Sara... I want to handle it." He rolled his eyes at his own pun, and tugged off his own shirt, baring his wide shoulders and sleekly muscled chest. A downy trail of hair began at his navel, leading down into his jeans, which he unzipped.

Her eyes ran down his chest and stomach as she undid her bra. "Then handle it." She said softly, not trusting her voice at that very moment. God, why did he have to be so sexy?

Elias' eyes snapped to hers, and he licked his lips. "Fine. I will." Leaving his jeans undone, he stepped towards her, brushing his mouth over hers.

She pressed herself against him and returned the kiss. The kiss sent fire coursing through her veins. She moaned into his mouth.

Sliding his hands to her shoulders, he tugged the bra free of her, then broke the kiss to see. "Damn... Sara..." Covering her mouth with his again, he pulled her against him, her bare skin on his.

She wrapped her arms around his waist. She slid her hand down his back so she could grab his butt.

He made a low noise in the back of his throat, sliding a hand up to cup her breast, rubbing his palm in circles over her nipple.

She jumped a bit at his touch. She'd never felt this turned on before. She brushed against his erection. "I see you're enjoying this." Her voice was low and full of lust.

"Mm... how can I not?" He licked a line down her throat, sucking gently at her pulse.

She cupped him in her hand. She licked a line from his neck to his shoulder.

"Sara..." He moaned her name shifting so he could reach her breast with his mouth, circling her nipple with his tongue. He then sucked, scraping his teeth over it.

She actually moaned his name. She whimpered as the tingling in her loins increased.

"Can I touch you?" He raised hot eyes to hers as he switched to the other breast.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

Slipping a hand down, he cupped her between her thighs. "Here? With nothing in the way?"

She shivered and somehow managed to nod.

Picking her up, he gently set her on his bed and started to undo her pants, his mouth once again teasing her breasts.

She helped him take her pants off. She had a small tattoo of a panda on her left hip. It had been a present from her dad a year ago.

Biting his lip, he traced the panda with a finger. "Hmmm.... I thought you had to be sixteen to get one of these..."

"My dad knows a guy." She said. "I'm getting another one in about a month."

"Hot..." He leaned down, kissing the tattoo. "What?"

"I'm having my last name tattooed across my back."

Elias smirked up at her, dipping his tongue into her navel before he shifted, urging Sara's legs up and apart. His eyes widened, and he swallowed. "Sara..." Gently, he traced her with a finger.

She bit her bottom lip. "Yes, Elias?" She asked as she spread her legs for him.

"You're so perfect... tell me when to stop..." Carefully, he spread her wetness, then slipped a finger inside of her, watching as his finger disappeared.

"It feels really good." She admitted, but she felt so open to him that she felt...well naked.

"You're so soft... God you make me hard, seeing you like this..." Biting his lower lip, Elias let his thumb find her clitoris, gently circling it.

She shivered at his touch. "I want to see you naked. It's not fair that you still have pants on."

Pulling back, he stared at the wetness coating his fingers for a moment before taking a shy lick of it. He moaned, licking his fingers clean, forgetting why he'd moved away.

She watched him with hungry eyes. She slid forward and pushed his pants down slowly.

He looked down at her, watching her as she pulled the pants and boxers completely off.

Her hand brush against his hardness as she removed them. She looked up at him, "You do have condoms don't you?"

"Sara..." He took her hands in his. "Look... I don't... and I don't mind going this far... but..."

"I want to Elias." She squeezed his hands. "I want you to be my first."

"And I want you to be mine... but not yet." Holy fuck! What was he thinking?! He must be fucking insane! "I want it to be perfect, absolutely perfect... the timing and everything. Okay?"

She looked at him for a minute and then smiled. "Ok. Can we go swimming now?"

Elias let his eyes trail down her form. "You got to make me come... would it be alright if I made you, now?"

She blushed. "I-it would be ok."

Grinning, he leaned down and brushed his lips over hers. "You're so sexy..." He slid a hand up her thigh, over her hip and up her belly to her breast.

She shivered at his touch. She was suddenly so nervous, "Elias... I..."

He stopped, looking her in the eye. "What's wrong, hun? I'll stop if you don't want this, but... you don't have to be nervous around me. I swear..."

"It's just... I've never been touched like this before." Her face felt like it was on fire.

"Well..." He pressed a kiss to her lips, then her temple, his palm rubbing soothing circles on her belly. "I've never done it... that is, touched a girl like this before. If you're embarrassed about your body, you really shouldn't be. You're the most perfect thing I've ever seen, and I'm not just saying that." Elias blushed. "That, and I'm liable to fuck this up something fierce, and you won't ever let me even THINK about touching you again..."

She kissed him. "Maybe we should save this for another day, Elias." She didn't want to mess this up, but she didn't want to freak out on him either. She would make sure that everything was perfect.

"I'm sorry." He looked at her, shrugging. "I guess... well, I want to touch you... and I feel like the biggest ass on the planet..."

"You're not an ass. I just got really nervous. I'm sorry, Elias." Sara hugged herself.

"Don't be. I just... I meant about the whole, 'you giving me a hand job' thing..." His cock seemed to twitch at the memory, and he glared at it. "Down, you."

She smiled at him. "I enjoyed that, but I'm not very comfortable with myself Elias."

"How... can you be uncomfortable? I mean... you're so pretty... and... amazing. Hell, look at me- I'm like shit compared to you-"

She bit her bottom lip. "I just am." She grabbed her clothes from the floor and began to get dressed.

"Sara, let's go swimming, alright?" Elias pulled his shorts on, flushing darkly. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't... I just... I'm sorry." He grabbed a t-shirt.

"I think I should go." Sara said as she finished getting dressed. "I have some stuff I need to do at home."

"Alright. Can I call you later?" He pushed a hand through his hair.

"Sure." She said, not looking at him. "See ya."

"Sara?" Elias asked softly.

"Yeah?"

"I just want you to know I really meant it when I said I love you." He stepped towards the door, intent on seeing her out as she wanted to leave.

Sara paused but then headed out. She didn't want him to know she was crying softly

Elias sighed as she left, calling goodbye after her before stepping back into the house. Fuck. He was officially the world's largest asshole.
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