𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧

𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙚 groans as she feels the water meet her skin. Taking a step further into the water, she relishes in the steaming hot water—gliding her fingers through her hair.

Taking the shampoo they gave her, she lathers her hair gently, scratching circles into her scalp. A soft sigh leaves her lips as the stress flies out of her body.

Taking as long as she wants to, the small brunette stretches out her shower time, slowly bathing herself—Blood, dirt, and sweat all going down the drain. The other glader's same exhales of relief sound through the showers as the small girl continues scrubbing herself clean.

Ten minutes pass as Blake suddenly realizes it has been a while, so she turns the knob to her shower off.

𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚.

𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘱 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵.

Poking her head out of the shower curtain and taking a look around, seeing—No one.

Reaching for her clothes as she pulls her hand back into the shower, the small brunette's eyebrows furrow in confusion—noticing her shirt is gone.

𝘐 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳—𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦...

Poking her head out of the curtain once more, Blake's emerald orbs scan over the bathroom.

𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺.

Letting a huff escape her lips, the girl stares blankly at the floor in front of her, contemplating what she should do.

𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵.

Suddenly, a voice echoes throughout the bathroom, snapping the girl out of her thoughts.

"Looking for this?" Thomas grins cheekily as he holds up her shirt with his index finger. Annoyed emerald orbs narrow at the boy, who is slowly walking closer.

"I was looking for that! Give it, you shank!"

𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥....𝘈 𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘴.

Emerald orbs trail down his toned and muscular body as a scowl settles upon her face, growing more agitated by the smirk spread across Thomas' stupidly handsome one.

"Come and get it." The boy teases, keeping his amused grin as he twirls Blake's shirt on his finger.

Rolling her eyes, Blake sends the boy a glare as he slowly stalks toward her with nothing but a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Just give it to me, you shank." Blake yells angrily, fighting the two different voices in her head—telling her two completely different things.

"Thought we were past that name?" Thomas smiles as he raises an eyebrow, continuing to get dangerously close.

"Thomas, I swear—if you don't give me my fucking shirt—" Blake seeths

"You'll what?" He taunts, leaning closer to her as he stands in front of the girl, towering over her small frame.

Blake hides behind the curtain, clenching her thighs together as she swallows a thick lump in her throat. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘺. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦.

Glaring into the whiskey orbs staring back down at her, Blake can't find the words to say. Usually, she knew exactly what to say, given she always had some comeback or smart-ass remark itching to be said.

Blake's gaze almost softens as she looks into his eyes, breath hitching in her throat as she can feel the boy's body heat radiating from his muscular frame.

Noticing his eyes darken into a whole different color, Blake's eyebrows itch to furrow as she notices his whiskey orbs turn almost black—filled with something she had only ever seen one other time.

𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘵.

In a split second, both teenagers spring forward—smashing their lips together.

Groaning as their lips make contact, Thomas backs the petite brunette up against the shower wall, pausing a split second as Blake slides the rest of the curtain closed.

As the girl's back slams against the cold wall, Thomas places his thigh between her legs, with his hands gripping her hips. Their lips move in sync, hungrily devouring each other as a whimper leaves Blake's lips from the feeling of his thigh pressing between her legs.

Blake smirks against the heated kiss as Thomas' muscular torso slams against her—instantly groaning from the feeling of her breasts pressed against his toned chest. Each kiss shared between the two becomes more and more desperate and hungry as their lips smack together.

Hating how easily she gave into his touch and not being able to hold back, a loud moan escapes from Blake's swollen and red lips. Her arm instantly slips around his neck as her fingers thread into his wet hair, whimpering again as she feels his hard length against her core, grinding against her.

Thomas lets out an involuntary moan as he feels Blake's pussy pulsing against his thigh. "God, look what you do to me" He whispers, lips trailing along her jawline as a shiver rolls down her spine.

The boy's other arm then trails down to her ass, giving it a light squeeze as Blake bites down on her lower lip to hold back the moans of pleasure.

Thomas trails his lips down Blake's throat, sucking at her skin as the small brunette moans, involuntarily arching underneath him.

The feeling of his long fingers gliding down to rub his fingers over her clit, made the girl let out a sharp gasp. "Thom-" she Whines but gets cut short as she rocks her hips down onto his hand, tightly shutting her eyes as his mouth continues to suck on her neck.

Grinning at the sound of her whining for him, Thomas moves his head back up to capture her lips once again. Teasing her with the slow movements of his hand, Blake lets out a gasp as two of his fingers slide deep inside her.

Long, slender fingers slowly start thrusting, moving in and out as the heel of his hand rubs against her clit, stimulating her more. Moaning out his name, Blake feels the electricity spread through her body.

"God, you're so wet for me. Come for me, baby girl." Thomas groans into her mouth as she squirms under him.

Blake's stomach grows tighter as her eyes roll into the back of her head. "Thomas" She breathes out, rolling her hips to his thrusts. The small brunette cries out, feeling herself come unglued—falling apart all over him.

"You're so hot. All I can think about is fucking the shit out of you."

Blake's emerald orbs trail all over his body as they pull away for a second, gazing into each other's eyes with nothing but lust. "Get rid of the towel."

Thomas' eyebrow raises at her bossiness, feeling his dick twitch at her order. His hand glides down to the fabric and rips it off his waist, letting the towel fall to the ground with a splat. A smirk grows on his lips as his eyes glide their way back up to Blake's.

Emerald orbs instantly widen, 𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘵?

Thomas' lips meet again with hers as Blake pushes him deeper into the shower water. Trailing a few kisses along his jawline, then to his neck as she lowers herself to her knees—kissing right along his happy trail as she does so. A shiver rolls down Thomas at the feeling of her lips placing soft and desperate kisses on his V-line.

Wrapping her hands around his hard cock, Blake maintains eye contact as she envelops him with her mouth.

"Shit" Thomas moans as Blake pulls him deeper, the tip of his dick hitting the back of her throat as she slides further. Tugging on her hair as she continues to suck him off—gliding her mouth up and down. Hungry moans escape his mouth as he continues to fuck her mouth.

"God, I love your mouth." Thomas breathes out. "Sh-shit."

Deciding to tease him even further, Blake releases him from her mouth with a wet pop—her swollen lips stretch into a smirk at the sight of him being frustrated.

Thomas quickly reaches out to wrap his veiny hand around her neck, pulling her up to stand. His lips smash into hers once she reaches just below him, "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, baby."

"Then, get on with it." Blake whispers into his kiss.

Thomas suddenly spins Blake around, keeping a hand on her neck as his lips fall onto her neck, sucking at her pulse point. A moan escapes the flustered girl as the boy continues his work.

Bending the girl over as his hands move up to the wall, bracing herself for him, Blake begs, "Thomas, please." Whimpering as he glides his cock over her clit, teasing her.

Thomas slowly pushes inside of her, groaning at the feeling of her tight pussy throbbing for him. "God, you're so tight, princess." He breathes out as he slides the rest into her.

Blake releases an involuntary gasp, feeling him inside her. Moaning at the sensation of his dick sliding in and out of her, she whines. "Faster"

The small brunette's eyes roll into the back of her head when he pulls out and roughly slams back inside her. Thomas curses and groans as Blake rolls her hips back into his own.

Both teenagers moan uncontrollably as he pounds into her; Blake closes her eyes shut tightly—feeling herself about to let go. "I'm gonna come." She whines

"Come with me" Thomas grunts in between thrusts, speeding up his pace.

"Oh my god" Blake moans out as she hits her orgasm, letting herself completely fall apart— along with the boy behind her, cussing and moaning himself.

𝘼/𝙉:

𝙎𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩...𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙯𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙗𝙖𝙙. 𝙄 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙥. 𝙇𝙢𝙠 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜.

<3 𝙈