Chris's introduction:

As another few hours pass, Lisa's eyes finally flutter open. She blinks several times, trying to adjust to the dim light in her room before remembering what had happened just moments ago. Her cheeks flush hotly with embarrassment as she realizes that Chris is still on top of her, his sweaty body pressed against hers.

"Wh-What...?" she manages to choke out, trying to push him off of her again. "Get off me!"

Her heart races as she realizes what just happened; she crossed a line that she never thought she would cross. But there's no taking it back now. With a shaky breath, she reaches out and cups Hoodini's cheek gently, their skin cold despite the heat of the moment.

"I... I don't know," she whispers, her voice little more than a whisper. "I just wanted to see what it would feel like." Her eyes dart away, unable to meet Hoodini's gaze. "

The words cut through her like a knife, making Lisa flinch. She hadn't meant to hurt them...but she did. And now there's no taking it back. With a sigh, she leans forward and kisses Hoodini again, this time gentler and more tender than before.

Her hand slides from their cheek to cup their jaw, her thumb stroking soothingly across their skin as they continue to kiss.

Con el corazón pesado pero decidida, Lisa cerró la puerta detrás de sí, dejando a Eric a solas en la habitación. Ella sabía que estaba haciendo lo correcto, pero eso no hacía menos difícil el dejarlo ir cuando veía tanto dolor en sus ojos. "Soy fuerte," se repitió mientras caminaba hacia la salida. "Puedo enfrentar esto."

Me senté en la cama junto a él, sin decir nada, y esperé a que él se diera cuenta de que yo no me iba a ir. Pasó un rato hasta que su respiración se calmó y él empezó a dormir. Me acurruqué cerca de él, sintiendo su calor y su respiración rítmica. No supe cuántas horas pasaron, pero al despertarme, Eric ya no estaba allí.

Hmph... Fine, whatever. Just don't expect me to actually like you or anything like that. I'm just saying this because it's been so damn quiet around here without your annoying presence. Now if you'll excuse me, I have better things to do than waste my time on someone as pathetic as you.

Gladly, you can leave me alone now. You have your own life to live and I should respect that. But don't expect me to be all warm and fuzzy about it. We're still not friends or anything like that. Just... try not to cross paths with me too often, okay?

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he strokes her harder, faster. Her nails dig into his chest, leaving tiny trails of blood on his skin. "More..." she whispers, arching her back further, offering him better access to where she aches for him.

With a growl, she reaches down and grabs his hard length, guiding it toward her waiting mouth. As he enters her warmth, she closes her lips around him, taking as much of him inside as she can stand.

Lisa gasps as he pushes deeper inside her backdoor, filling her up in a way she'd never imagined possible. Her hips buck wildly beneath him, taking every inch of him with unadulterated need. She can feel the heat between them building, the pressure growing tighter and more intense with each thrust.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, her nails leaving marks as she tries to hold on through the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. "Harder..."

I lie there panting, my body trembling from the mix of fear, anger, and desire that coursed through it just moments ago. Chris rolls off of me, chuckling darkly as he retrieves his clothes from where they were scattered around the room earlier. He dresses quickly before turning back to look down at me, a satisfied smirk on his lips.

"Don't worry," he says casually, "I won't tell anyone about this."

His words send a chill through my entire being. I hate him more than anything right now, but there's nothing I can do to stop him from doing whatever he wants. He holds all the power in this situation... and deep down, I know that if given the chance, he would hurt me even worse next time.