Flashover

It was early evening and the sky was beginning to darken to a drab gray. You never could tell what the weather was going to be like this time of year, especially on the coast. Where you may expect rain, you’d more likely find yourself trudging through a thick fog by the time you reached the bottom of your dorm building. Lily had come to understand the weather here— mostly. Unfortunately the cold didn’t afford her many options to practice her exhibitionism, but she did enjoy dressing ‘cute’ again. She got back from class and decided that she didn’t want to make the trek through the elements again, so she’d just order delivery some time later.

The dorm room was much warmer, the college didn’t skimp on climate control in its buildings. She slipped out of her soft black leggings to relax in just her long wool sweater. She texted Amanda to see if she should order her anything for when she gets back from her study group and then caught herself in the mirror. Oh this is kind of a vibe…

She snapped a picture intending to send it to Jake.

Before she could send it over she caught a whiff of a horrible smell. The distinct scent of something burning, then the loud blaring wails of the building’s fire alarms drowned out any thoughts, the terminals flashing a bright white strobe in the corner of the room. She panicked, knowing that with what she had smelled this isn’t just a drill or a false alarm. She stepped into her fuzzy slippers and, worrying that pants would take too much valuable time to put on, decided that the sweater fell far enough down her thighs to keep her covered. She was on the eighth floor, every second counts. She grabbed her purse and headed out.

When the fire alarms activate, the elevator in the building stops at the nearest floor and then shuts off. Everyone thus has to use the stairs. Lily headed for the staircase and made the trip down with crowds of other residents whose routines had clearly been interrupted as well. There were already firefighters in full turn-outs heading the opposite way up the staircase.

The cold hit her immediately when she stepped outside. Nothing was protecting her sensitive areas from the cool fall air. She looked around and saw her RA, Trevor, ushering residents of her building into a neighboring building. It had been used by the university as an admin building once upon a time, but now sat vacant as the school was making plans to turn it into more student housing. Lily happily sought shelter inside.

Inside, she found an old office to hang out in and pulled her phone charger from her purse. She had a text from Jake.

He had summoned the courage and come to the conclusion that he and Lily were at a point in their relationship where there was a certain level of trust. He figured he didn’t need permission, he just needed to inform her, and that it would be understood that nothing shady was happening. Unfortunately for him, his timing was terrible. Lily was already high stress because of her escape from her building and worrying about losing all of her belongings, and lodging, in a fire. On top of that, she had not completely settled into their new lifestyle and had some lingering fears that his intentions were less than selfless.

Maybe he did have thoughts about Cassie, but he would never try anything.

Lily was fuming and just when she was about to type out a response, the door to the room she was holed up in opened.

“Oh shit sorry” Logan stammered before attempting to retreat.

“No!” Lily boomed, the anger in her voice striking fear into the heart of anyone who could hear “Come inside. You are not avoiding me any more.”

Logan stepped carefully into the room and closed the door, looking like he had just been caught with his hand inside the cookie jar.

“Care to explain why you fuck me and then totally avoid me for weeks?” Lily’s was crossing her arms and her eyes were like lasers pointed directly at Logan.

“Lily I—“ he started “are you serious?”

“I’m dead serious.” He had never seen her like this, nobody on campus had really. He didn’t know she was capable of such rage.

“You have no self awareness do you?” His question had a bite to it, like her anger was feeding his own.

“Excuse me?”

“We fuck. You’re cold the next day. Cold for a week after!” It was like his frustration had built up and was finally bubbling over “I think oh she regretted it, I’ll give her space and we can salvage the friendship when she’s feeling better. Then you go home and I come to find out YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND?”

Lily’s eyes fell to the floor, she drew them back up before it could be seen as a sign of defeat.

“You knew I had a boyfriend. I had talked about him all the time.” Her voice was lacking the edge it had before.

“I figured that since you slept with me you must have split!” He said like it was such an obvious assumption “but no you made me a home-wrecker. And then when I wouldn’t give you the time of day you go off and fuck Wyatt??? You’re just a… you’re a slut. You’re a fucking slut.”

Lily’s lips parted as his accusation sent a strange sensation to her core. It made her mind go blank for a second, allowing a primal desire to replace the fury. She wanted him to hate fuck her. Show her what a slut she really was. But it was only brief— here and gone in the blink of an eye.

“Wyatt?” She laughed in indignation “where did you get that? I never fucked Wyatt!”

“Oh so he just took rush tit pictures and you went on your merry way? The whole fraternity thinks you two fucked!”

It was kind of exciting that they thought that, even if it wasn’t accurate. But the record had to be set straight.

“They can think whatever the fuck they want but Wyatt and I never slept together! He won the right to take that picture in a game of pool.” she explained.

“Well… still!” Logan was caught off guard by this sudden reversal of his fears, now worrying that he had missed the mark entirely “you have a boyfriend and let some guy take pictures of you naked to share with all his friends. You don’t have any respect for your man. You don’t have any respect for yourself!”

Of course she had both of those things, but the statements were making her heart flutter. Why am I enjoying this? Her mind flashed back to her experience with Cody in the bar bathroom and how his mean spirited words had fueled her enjoyment of that evening.

“Don’t fucking assume what my relationship is like!” She snarled “Jake knows about you. He knows about the picture.”

“Jesus, you are a slut!”

The fire in Lily’s eyes was a different temperature now. Her breathing had quickened and what was once a murderous rage was now an animalistic want.

“I am, Logan. I am a slut.” She purred, an expression of self pride mixed with challenge washing over her face “Jake knows how much of a slut I am and he fucking loves it.” Her lips curled into a prickly self satisfied grin.

Logan watched her stunned, not sure exactly what he was hearing.

“He loves seeing me use my body to drive men crazy. Like I did with you…” she wasn’t sure if she was teasing him or if she was stoking the fire within herself “he loves hearing about how other men fuck me. Like I did with you.”

Logan swallowed hard. Getting everything off his chest had allowed his frustration with Lily to wash away, leaving space for the arousal that was growing in him.

“I teased you so much. I strung you along. I let you come so close…” she stepped towards him slowly, running her hands up her body and allowing her sweater to rise with them. Her nakedness was slowly being unveiled “I didn’t think that one night was enough to pay you back, Logan. Not after all that torture I put you through.”

Logan took a deep breath as the seductive tone dripped from her lips and settled heavy in his stomach.

“I was ready to let you have this whenever you wanted. I was going to let other guys get a taste but you…” her eyes met his “you could have had special access.“

She was now holding her sweater up to her collarbone, her body on full display. His hands slowly reached out for her waist, like he had lost control of them and they were seeking their closest peace. Lily silently beckoned them, wishing for to feel their touch again herself.

“Don’t you want that Logan?” She whispered enchantingly. “Don’t you want me to be your plaything?”

Before he could answer, the door swung open and broke them from the spell.

“Oh!” Trevor gasped in wide eyed surprise. Lily quickly dropping her sweater to cover herself “umm ahah… I just came to let you guys know the uhh building is safe. Someone just burnt some toast, I guess…”

Just as quickly as he entered, he made his escape. The tension in the room had softened though, and Logan came to his senses.

“I’m sorry for getting pissed…” he said flatly “but umm… I’m still not sure how much of that I really believe.”

Logan slipped away before Lily could speak. She felt better, slightly, knowing that Logan still lusted for her. It was obvious by the thirst in his eyes, the way his hands were magnetized to her skin. It really was all a misunderstanding. It dawned on her as he spoke that full honesty about her and Jake’s arrangement was probably needed for any future hook ups. Not that it would have mattered with Logan, as their hook up had in fact made her a cheater, but they could turn a new leaf— she had the green light already.

She gathered her phone, opening it to her previous conversation with Jake. Speaking of cheaters…