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I’m back in the pool and slip back down under the water, savoring the transcendent sensation of shifting through visions.
I run my fingertips over the rough bottom of the pool.
I watch the ripples of water shift colors as I poke my finger at the colors, like a kid popping bubbles.
When I come back up for oxygen, I catch a glimpse of Aro smiling at me from the bench.
He raises his eyebrows at me, silently checking in.
Warmth radiates from my chest as I smile back at him.
He’s so beautiful. In a flash I’m watching Elowen again from above.
“Come on! It feels good. It’s so bubbly!” Elowen’s naked body is mostly obscured by the rippling water. I notice Aro is affected by her. He adjusts his pants and clenches his jaw.
“I’m staying right here. I’d never forgive myself for taking advantage of you right now.” He stays resolute in his decision .
“If you won’t come to me, then I’ll come to you,” she says and lifts herself out of the pool.
Biting her lower lip and swaying her hips, Elowen slowly walks toward Aro.
She looks like a predator stalking her prey.
I watch as she drops down on his lap. She grabs his hands and places them on her hips.
Her hands slide up his arms and rest on his shoulders.
She shifts her hips forward to get more friction between their bodies. “Hm, I knew you would feel good.” She runs her fingertips from his jawline down his neck and shoulders to his wrists. “I really like this part right here,” she says and slowly touches his jaw, coming to a stop on his chin.
He hisses through his teeth and his hands move up to her waist and stop under her arms. He gently lifts her from his lap and stands her up against him. Her pebbled nipples drag up his shirt and Elowen looks up at him.
“You look good tonight, and these pants are begging to come off.” Elowen’s voice sounds thick. She grabs his belt and works the buckle. Aro steps back to grab the folded towel next to him and wraps her up and rubs her shoulders up and down briskly.
Aro gives Elowen the water canteen. “Drink this,” he instructs.
“Yes, more tea!” She giggles and reaches to grab the canteen.
“Just water from here on out,” he replies.
“That’s no fun,” she huffs.
“Let’s get you to bed.” Elowen closes her eyes and drifts off while Aro carries her out into the hallway.
Seconds, minutes, maybe hours pass and the feeling of soft sheets brings me back to my body.
My mouth is parched as I take in my surroundings.
I’m in a bedroom, but it isn’t my room. The bed shifts next to me.
I am tucked into Aro’s side with my head on his shoulder.
One of my legs is splayed over his body and my arm is across his waist. I’m hyperaware of each place our bodies touch.
My vision shifts when I try to clear my head.
My stomach rolls from the change in altitude and I'm watching Elowen and Aro from above again.
He’s lying on his back with an arm around her body.
Elowen reaches out and grazes her fingertips down Aro’s chest and abs.
She keeps moving lower and wraps her hand around his cock and moves up and down slowly.
He makes a pleased murmur, giving her permission to continue.
She keeps moving up and down and sees a small drop of cum on the tip.
Elowen leans down and spreads her tongue flat and licks off the wetness.
Elowen sits up and moves her body over his. Straddling his hips. They're both completely naked. He roughly grabs both breasts. Pulling until her hard nipples are between his fingers.
Elowen holds his dick and pushes him against her clit.
She rubs up and down his shaft, pleasuring herself and spreading her soaked pussy around him.
She looks down and watches his thick blue cock rub against her soft pink skin.
Elowen’s breathing speeds up and seconds later her orgasm crashes over him.
Her entire body shakes and her hips jerk out of rhythm, using him until the last wave of pleasure leaves her.
She leans down and softly kisses his mouth.
He holds her down to him, their chests pushed together, his fingers intending the skin on her rounded hips.
* * *
Eons of time are contained in an instant, and I’m looking through my own eyes as awareness comes back to me, memories muddled together.
Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. I’m mortified. Shit.
I am such an idiot. It should have been some transcendent spiritual awakening, not a bunch of random visions and pent-up sexual frustrations.
The line between dream and reality is hazy as I try to recollect exactly what happened last night.
I’m pinned between Aro and the wall in his bunk. I try to slip out from next to him. When I move, Aro turns on his side and pulls me back tightly. Holding me close to his warm chest.
“Nope, you’re staying right here,” Aro mumbles. Something hard pushes into my lower back. “Ignore that and go back to sleep.” He nestles his face deeper into my hair and his breathing evens out as he falls back asleep.
There is no ignoring what is pressing against me right now.
The memory of his hard cock rubbing on my clit makes my entire body tense up.
My traitorous body still feels the intensity of his touch.
There is no possibility of sleep now. I inch my way to the bottom of Aro’s bed and slide to the ground.
I look down and realize I’m fully dressed in what I wore last night and Aro is shirtless, wearing gray sweatpants.
His erection tents his pants. I don’t take a second look as I slip out of his room.