章 33: 33.
"Wait, so you can actually heal her?" Rayne asked Elliot as they walked through the woods. It was three days after the fight. The four friends had decided to do some off the books training and went to the woods. Sheree wasn't invited originally but she refused to stay in the dorm.
"We think so, but that's just because she healed me twice," Elliot said, defending himself.
"How does that work?" Albert asked as he picked up a medium sized stone and weighed it in his hands.
"I have a very specific set of skills," Sheree said. She floated just behind the rest of the group. Her arm, hand, and rib were still bandaged and healing.
"So, it's sex related. Oh my god, do you two have some kinda sexual power connection?" Rayne asked excitedly before a 6-foot-tall sparrow landed on the path in front of them.
The bird's eyes darted from person to person as they spread out and surrounded it. It decided to attack first and flew at Albert's face. Elliot and Sheree extended their left arms, causing the bird to freeze in mid-air. Albert threw the stone he had picked up. It landed with so much force that it split the bird's skull. The animal plopped to the ground dead when Elliot and Sheree released it. They walked past it and continued on.
"We don't have a sex connection, but it's definitely related to our physical bodies," Sheree said thoughtfully. That was the first time she had ever admitted that to anyone other than Professor Klein. She immediately began to wonder if it was a mistake.
"Ok so why is she still hurt then?" Albert asked as they walked.
"Yeah Elliot, why am I still hurt?" Sheree repeated. It was clear by her tone that they had discussed it before.
They had actually discussed it several times a day since she woke up. For Elliot, the broken rib was a deal breaker. Whenever she moved it was painful for her. If he started touching her and somehow hurt her more, he would never be able to live with himself.
"I'm scared to hurt her worse," Elliot answered honestly.
"You won't," Sheree said, there was an annoyed tone in her voice that killed the conversation.
They walked in silence until a giant cricket made the mistake of jumping out of a bush. In a panic Rayne grabbed it by the antennae and twisted its head off. Thick, green blood sprayed into the air and coated the four of them.
"Thanks so much for that Rayne!" Elliot yelled as they ran out of the woods.
"Go fuck yourself Elliot, better yet, fuck Sheree so she can heal," Rayne shot back at him.
The four of them broke into two groups and ran to their dorms. Elliot stripped off his clothes the moment they stepped through the door. He left a trail of slime ridden clothing that led directly into the bathroom. Sheree followed him. She casually hovered through their room as her clothing removed itself and placed itself inside of her dirty clothes hamper.
She slipped into the shower behind Elliot silently and startled him.
"Oh, here you go," he said and stepped aside so she could wash the bug blood off her body.
He stood behind her as she rubbed the soap over her wet, glistening skin and did his best to remain in control. He imagined how easy it would be to reach between her legs and slip a finger inside of her. He knew she wouldn't resist him, at this point she would probably let him bend her over and take her from behind if he chose to. His manhood stood up as he thought about that. Her moaning as his body slammed into hers. Her holding onto the shower for support while he pounded her. He wasn't in a nice and easy kind of mood; he wanted her to scream his name. That was exactly the problem though. Her rib wouldn't allow him to do what he really wanted, and if he started going softly, how long could he keep going that way. If it ended up taking her longer to heal than he could hold out, he would just hurt more. It wasn't worth the risk.
"It is worth it for me," Sheree said and turned to face him.
Her nipples were stiff, and she looked slightly embarrassed, she had listened to his thoughts, hadn't she?
"You can't just...," Elliot was cut off when Sheree reached up with her right arm, pulled his face to hers and kissed him.
Sheree was fed up with the gentle treatment and now she was going to take matters into her own hands. She grabbed his hardness and pulled his body to hers. Elliot held her hips to support her while she stepped up onto the sides of the tub. When her back was against the wall securely, she grabbed the top of his head and guided his face down to her warm, waiting womanhood. He tried to resist, and she tugged at a few strands of his hair, just to show him that playtime was over. He didn't fight hard. The moment her scent hit his nose; he went to town on her. His tongue moved over and inside of her as she arched her back and pushed his face deeper.
"Oh Elliot!" she screamed out when she orgasmed. That made him so hard he started using his fingers on her too. He needed to hear her call out his name more.
It didn't take long at all to get a second climax out of her. He moved his thumb back and forth over her clit until she began trembling and squirming. He looked up and almost lost his focus. The pleasure had her reaching out for something to hold onto or grip. She looked like she was trying to climb the wall backwards.
"I love you; I love you; I love you, AHH ELLIOT I LOVE YOU!" she screamed as she climaxed.
He stood up and caught her when she fell forward weakly into his arms. She was exhausted, but he was still highly aroused. He carried her out of the bathroom and laid her on his bed. Without his knowledge she had taken off the bandage over her ribs and the large purple bruise that had been beneath it was gone. He stood at the foot of his bed with his stiffness resting on her hot entry. She looked him in the eyes and slowly gyrated her pelvis back and forth. The look in her eyes told him that she knew exactly what he wanted and was ready to give it to him.
A ringtone Sheree had never heard before destroyed the atmosphere and killed Elliot's erection. A confused look crossed his face as he picked up his discarded pants. Sheree covered herself with his blanket as Elliot answered the call.
"Hello?" Elliot said as if he wasn't sure who he was speaking with.
He listened for a few seconds and then spoke.
"But why do I need to...," he was cut off mid question. A frustrated look crossed his face, and he raised his left hand in frustration.
He listened to whatever the person on the other end of the call was saying and then they hung up on him.
In frustration he started to throw his phone at his bed. He noticed Sheree at the last second and froze, his phone hand still in the air.
"Sorry about that, I honestly forgot I wasn't alone," he said, regaining his composure.
"It's fine, who was that?" Sheree asked, concern dominating her face.
"That was my brother. I have to go home as soon as possible, because my dad is sick," he said with disgust as he began putting clothes on.
"Oh my god, I'm sorry to hear that. Is he gonna be okay?" she asked.
She wanted to ask if she could go with him but she somehow knew the answer to that question was no.
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