Mess With Elle, Go From There

"What'd you just say?!" Elle shouted from her bed.

"Are you just staying the night or moving in? It's not that weird a question." You repeated with a shrug. "Just no saying 'want' or 'need' around Nessa, that's my only real rule. 'Course, everybody slips sometimes, so-"

"I know that from Tori's memories!" Elle snapped. "Why would I even want to live here?!"

"I dunno your situation. Maybe you live in a tiny apartment. Or maybe you're just horny and want a man around. I dunno."

"What are you saying?!" Elle shouted, her cheeks nearly as red as her hair. "Do you think I'm some pervert?!"

"You threatened me to have sex with me, remember?"

"I just wanted to see your reaction! And to..."

"So it was just an act or something?" You asked. "Here I thought you'd be crazy in bed."

"Eh?!"

"Why are you getting so flustered? You're not a vir-"

"I am, okay?!" Elle interrupted. "You're just turning the tables, aren't you?! Trying to make me all flustered and shit! You don't even like how I look!!"

"Nah. You're pretty cute. I'll be gentle, seeing as how it's your first time." You said with a slight grin.

"But Tori's memories said you like boobs, and-"

"You've got some. Small or not, they're great!" You shouted, flopping on the bed beside Elle. "I'm not pressuring you, okay? And I won't do anything you don't want me to."

"Okaaaaay..."

"You ready?" You whispered into Elle's ear. She was on your lap, and had spent the last few minutes trying to suppress some cute moans as you played with her small breasts from behind. "Elle?"

"I don't know what to do..." Elle panted. "Just tell me what to do, okay?"

"You're fine right here." You whispered, slowly inching your tip closer to your target from underneath. "Drea said it hurt when we did it the first time. So... if you want me to stop, don't hesitate."

"Okay..."

"You ready?"

"Yes. Just be gentle."

"I'll try." You promised, gently pushing your tip into her tight slit. Immediately, Elle went rigid as she took a deep breath through her nose. "You okay?"

"Yeah. Yeah. It's just warm, I wasn't expecting it." Elle said with a trembling voice. "There'll be blood right? I'm sorry that-"

"It's fine. It happens when it's a woman's first time."

"It hurts..." Elle whimpered before wincing. "Am I too tense?"

"You're fine, Elle. I'm gonna push deeper, okay?" You asked. Seeing Elle nod, you gradually pushed your hips upwards, stopping whenever Elle tensed up or seemed to be in any pain. A bit further in, Elle let out a squeak before clamping down extremely tight, locking you in place. "You okay?"

"I think I'm bleeding..." Elle murmured. "It hurts so much!"

"I'll pull out then, we'll-"

"No! It feels... good too."

"But-"

"Just give me a second. Then we can keep going." Elle said, her body trembling against yours. "Can we kiss?"

"Sure..." You muttered, leaning your head forward and around the side of her face. As you puckered your lips, you felt a hand on your cheek just before Elle jammed her tongue into your mouth. It was awkward to say the least, but you knew Elle was trying her best.

"That was my first kiss too." Elle muttered as the kiss ended, locking eyes with you. "We can keep going now." Nodding, you pushed your hips again. Slower this time, but still with purpose. Eventually, your entire length was finally taken, making Elle clamp her eyes shut and whimper. "Did I... take it all?"

"You did, Elle." You whispered. Immediately, Elle's eyes rolled back in her head as her body went limp, falling forward onto the bed with a quiet thud. "Elle?!"

"I'm. Just. Over. My. Limit." Elle panted...

"Feeling better?" You asked as Elle walked in, wrapped in a towel. "You were in the bath for a while."

"I was thinking, okay?" Elle growled, sitting down beside you on her bed. "We... we had terrible sex, didn't we?"

"It was your first time."

"I know! But... Tori's memories made it seem so much better! It was me, I-"

"Ask Drea about our first few times." You said, sighing. "The first time, I came practically instantly. And the second... well, I took care of it in the bathroom beforehand to last longer. And uh... Couldn't exactly get it up again."

"But-"

"The third time, I took one of those pills for old guys. The whole 'if these last longer than X hours, call your doctor' ones. That one was probably the worst."

"What are you trying to say?" Elle asked.

"That we're all awkward weirdos our first few times. So didn't worry about it." You answered with a dumb grin on your face.

"Okay..." Elle said quietly, looking at the floor. "I'm sorry for trying to... you know."

"Already forgotten."

"Eh?!"

"What? It's not a problem. The others didn't mind it, so I don't. Simple." You said, laying back onto the bed with a loud exhale. "So?"

"So what?"

"You moving in or just crashing here for the night?" You asked with a smile...

The Next Morning

"What's poking me?" Elle asked, waking you up. You and her had spent the night spooning before falling asleep. And... it looked like your lower half was an early riser.

"It's a guy thing." You answered, sliding your hips back. "Sorry."

"Does it happen a lot?"

"Most mornings..."

"You don't wanna do it, right? I'm still sore, and-"

"No. No, I'm good. Sure you don't need help today?"

"I've got like... three boxes. I can handle it." Elle answered, turning onto her other side to face you. "You're really okay with me moving in?"

"As long as you still want to." You answered, earning a smile from Elle. "You still want to, right?"

"Yep!"

"I'm glad to have you here!" You said with a toothy smile. "What are you hungry for for breakfast?" You asked...

"Thanks for the meal." Nessa whispered as you set her plate in front of her. Shockingly, she had decided to come out of her room for breakfast!

"Your little farm outing yesterday opened you up, huh?" You joked, a smile on your face. "I'm glad to see you up and about!"

"Hey, Peter." Elle began, tapping her fingers on the table. "Did you and Nessa-"

"No." You interrupted. "You saw Tori's memories, so you know a bit. We're waiting, I don't want to... make any bad experiences resurface."

"But what if she channels something that-"

"I won't do it." You answered, topping off Tori and Andrea's juice glasses. "Sabel's locked in our room, right?"

"Yes..." Andrea groaned.

"She's fine, Peter." Tori grunted.

"She's probably not too happy about it." You sighed, grabbing a piece of especially floppy bacon. "I'll go give her this, so I'll be right back." You said before walking upstairs. Carefully, you peeked open your closed door and snuck in. Sabel, unsurprisingly, was on your bed, curled up into a ball. "Here you go, you little goblin." You whispered, setting the piece beside her before sneaking back downstairs.

"You're joking!!" Elle shouted as you hit the bottom stair.

"No, I talked to some of my clients last night." Tori grunted in response, her eyes locking onto you. "The rehab idea should work."

"Good!" You shouted, returning to the table.

"Yeah. A lot of the local farmers volunteered to help with the materials for it. And some of them offered to help with feed costs." Tori continued, a slight smile forming. "And the clinic I work for will help with any medical supplies and costs for that stuff."

"Great! Hey... you haven't actually gone into the clinic since you came out here." You muttered.

"Because I only do house calls at the moment." Tori answered. "It's easier to my channeling that way. At their homes and not in an office, you know?"

"That explains it. Well... what's everyone's plans today?" You asked with a smile...

Meanwhile

"Where am I?! How'd I get here?!" Mike shouted, seemingly trapped in an endless white void, reminiscent of a hospital room that seemed to never end with its laminated floors and pure white stucco walls. "Hello?!"

"Please relax." A voice said over an intercom. "Your wounds have been fully healed, and you'll be safe in this facility."

"Wounds?! You mean..."

"You had several abrasions and a shattered patella, most likely from a handgun bullet." The voice said. "Our records show you were... acquainted with some Accursed Ones. Your data will prove most useful."

"Accursed... you mean Tori?! Or her sister?! Whatever you heard isn't-"

"Lying will not work. Now tell us everything you know. Or... we'll use other methods." The voice said as a door appeared from the endless white expanse. The sound of shoes clacking on the floor echoed, making Mike's skin crawl. He couldn't make out who or what was approaching, but every cell in his body was screaming at him to run away...

Several Weeks Later, At Your House

"Lemonade?" Elle asked, handing you a glass as you walked back inside.

"Real funny callback there." You muttered before taking a long sip, the ice cold liquid making your eyes cross from the sensation. "It's coming along, ain't it?"

"It'd be faster if you didn't take so many breaks." Anri complained, fanning her shirt. "We'll probably be able to take some in now at least, as long as they use the enclosed field."

"After we get electricity in the barn. Elle." You said, giving the redhead the side-eye.

"It'll be done by tonight! I had to install two AC units today! TWO!" Elle whined.

"Well, we could use one." Nessa said quietly, her body dripping with sweat.

"Yeah, but would that ever get installed?" You joked, getting some playful kidney punches in return. "After we get power out to the barn, we'll celebrate! We'll be all good to go then! You girls-" Yanking you away from your train of thought, there was a knock at the door. A quiet, but steady knock. "Any ideas on who that could be?"

"No idea." Anri said, sighing. "Babe, can you get it? My legs are sore..."

"The things I do for love..." You muttered, earning a giggle from Anri. Winking at her, you set your half-full glass down on the dinner table and walked over to the front door, slowly turning the handle. Bracing yourself for the potential channeling nightmare that could arise, you pushed it open. And standing there was...