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Elizabeth didn’t want to be here. She hated parties. She was uncomfortable, and didn’t know anybody. Diane and Merlin had convinced her to come by promising to stick with her; but apparently, they hadn’t made it clear for how long. They had abandoned her for their boyfriends, whom she had never met or heard of, in less than ten minutes.
Elizabeth could really feel the love they shared her. Thank you .
She shouldn’t even be here to begin with though. This was more of a college party, being hosted by some guy who was nearly twenty. Elizabeth was 17 for crying out loud! Diane had said that the guy was dating her boyfriend's sister, but then again; Elizabeth hadn’t heard of any of them before that night.
She sighed at her misfortune as she looked around the house. People ranging from her age to their mid-twenties were there. She didn't like the idea of drunk adults going crazy around her, but Merlin was the one who drove them there, and Elizabeth couldn’t trust to catch a taxi. The last time she tried, she had confused both herself, and the driver, with her directions. She didn’t know her families address, so she just went by whatever felt familiar. Also, she had lied to her family of having a sleepover with Diane, so she couldn’t go back home. She couldn’t catch a ride back to Dianes, because she had told her mother the same thing reversed. Now, Elizabeth had a drivers license, but the problem was that she couldn't just take Merlins car(she didn't have the keys for one point). So, she was stuck here. Yay .
Elizabeth lightly kicked off the wall She was leaning to and head into the open kitchen area. She tried to keep her head down as she passed by couples making out and people smoking out of what looked like an overgrown windpipe.She poured a cup of juice or herself from the red punch bowl, though… something told her she shouldn’t think of it as just juice. With her cup in hand, she swiftly left the vicinity to try and avoid anymore unsettling sights. She took small sips of her drink as she headed up the stairs to the open balcony that overlooked the large backyard. Upon arriving, she wasn’t sure if she should have been relieved to find only a few people just quietly hanging out. The part that made her so unsure was the fact that half of them were exchanging and trying what obviously had to be drugs. She rolled her eyes as she walked over to an empty corner at the end of the balcony, leaning against the railing to look out over the craziness.
Some people had started to jump into the pool, for some reason unknown to Elizabeth, completely clothed. Some had gotten onto others shoulders and wrestled with others, somehow making it to be the most fun she’d seen so far that night. She had before done such activities with her family when she was younger, but that had all stopped when she had to move out of her father's house to live with her mother and her cousins. WHile they would once in awhile use the pools in her mother's backyard, Elizabeth wasn’t familiar enough with her cousins to do such things without being uncomfortable, despite them having lived together for nearly three years now. Especially Mael. Despite them being cousins, Elizabeth knew he had an affection for her; which is why she was grateful for her room being on the other side of the house, with about 3 locks on it, with windows unable to be reached from the ground.
As she watched the pool wrestling, she noticed a mop of blonde hair among those in the water. She blushed deeply when she saw the person in full view, recognizing him from one of her classes a year or two back. The two had been in art together, as she wanted to further into the art department, and he needed an art elective before he could graduate. He must have been about 19 now, as he had graduated a year back. They had met and spent a majority of their class together, and she could never for the life of her forget those encounters. Despite her being in highschool, he was still her first crush by far. She had fallen for his emerald green eyes, and the silliness of how his hair would never cooperate. His smile had brightened her day in the early mornings of her entering class when coffee had failed her. His voice would every now and then tease and joke with her to help her attention return to the teacher when she would get too lost in her own work.
She could still remember the first time they had ever spoken to one another. They were supposed to be doing a still life of three pots on the table, and she had been so engrossed into it, she had kept going to map out the background and surrounding people. He had been walking by and just stopped and watched her draw from behind, going unnoticed for nearly five minutes as she was too focused on the movements of her pencil. Eventually, she was stopped by his chuckle as he reached out and gently stopped her drawing hand. “You know, the teacher only cares for you to do the pots. Though, by the detail and how great it looks, I would guess that you just wanted to push yourself?” She had flushed and stumbled over not even realizing how far she had gotten, leading to him laughing and sitting beside her to talk to her more. She had taken great notice of all the times he would touch her hands or her shoulders, and found herself squealing inside whenever he would help with her hair as she put on a smock for painting or sculpting; his hands always lingering on her neck and arms.
They hadn’t kept in contact outside of class, except once when she had come to his family's bar, the Boar Hat. She had found a small pink pig with a tag on his ear that said HAWK on one side, and an address on the other. She had brought it to the bar where the address directed her, and the small piglet had ran to Meliodas, who was helping serve drinks, and literally knocked him down to jump up and down on his back. Meliodas had laughed happily and thanked her for bringing Hawk back home. He had thanked her with a meal, though his brother Zeldris had to make it as he promised that if she had his cooking she would receive food poisoning. They had talked for a while before she had to leave to return home, and that was the last she ever saw of him.
Elizabeth blushed lightly at the sight of him now. He had been smarter than some of the others, and at least removed his shirt before jumping into the pool. She watched with a smile as he pushed one of his friends off of another's shoulders, resulting in them all laughing together. She had missed his laughter and smile. Somehow, even though she was staring right at him, it took her a moment before she realized that he had looked up to her. She flushed red when his eyes landed on her own, his smile growing wider as he turned her way. He waved up to her cheerfully to which she offered back a small and shy wave herself. After that, she had to turn around and distract herself with her phone to keep from continuing to stare and basically drool at his being. Holy shit, she didn’t know he sported such a heavenly pack under those shirts he wore. Great ; just when she needed another reason to fall in love with his entire being!
She managed to distract herself with her phone for a good five to ten minutes, until someone came up to her and placed their hand onto the one she was using to draw with on a paint app. She looked up from the screen and froze when she met her favorite emerald green. Meliodas smirked as he slipped her phone out of her hands and turned it to face him. “I swear, Ellie, you’re gettin’ too good at your art. If you get any better, you’ll make the Sistine Chapel look like a piece of crap.” He had apparently changed his clothes, most likely due to his first ones being wet.
She took back her phone and stuck her tongue out at him. “Oh, come on. I literally just started drawing a landscape, and you make it out as if it should be in the Louvre,” she exclaimed. He nodded, “Because it should be.” He smiled wider to her and gently took and held her hand, “It’s great to see you again, Elizabeth.”
She blushed red at the earnest and heartfelt look in his eyes, making her want to choke her own heart for making her fall so in love with a man who is basically a god. She managed only a slight nod, not trusting for her voice to come out as more than a plea for him to take her. He scratched the back of his neck with a nervous chuckle, “Though, admittedly… I guess the separation is a bit on my part. I kept reminding myself to get your number, but whenever I entered class in the morning and saw you; I basically forgot anything else cuz’ it seemed unimportant.” She internally squealed as she recalled just how much of a sweet talker he was to her. She didn’t know if he did it to other girls, but when he did it to her; it made her feel more loved than anything else. She gave a small nod and brushed back the hair that had fallen over her shoulder in an attempt to distract herself more.
“So, I heard you graduated last year?” He nodded in confirmation, “Yep. This party was actually for me and a bud of mine named Ban. He owns the house, and insisted on throwing a party on us getting accepted into our college together.” She smiled brightly and clasped her hands together, “That’s so great! What are you majoring in?” Meliodas chuckled and leaned against the railing with her. “Two things, actually: Soccer, and Physics. Can you believe I actually got into something as smart as that? Not sure if I’m proud, or just plain embarrassed.”
Elizabeth pat his shoulder in affection, “I believe it~ You were always better with the numbers and facts’ stuff. I honestly don’t understand any of it, which is why I’m going more into the art department.” He nodded as he pulled out his phone. “Makes sense. I wouldn’t be surprised if you got a bunch of scholarships in that department. Your basically a masterpiece yourself,” he told her, showing her the picture on his screen as he smirked. Elizabeth squeaked in panic as she saw it was a picture of herself in their old art class. She had her side turned to the camera as she had her hair tied back with a smock on as she painted a large flower pot on a canvas. “W-w-when did you take that?!”
He snickered as he closed his phone with a pleasant humm, “What? You looked so great, I couldn’t not take a picture. I had it put as my homescreen background for nearly the whole year, until my brother saw it and started telling all of our customers I was a creep until I took it off. He still checks it randomly to make sure that I supposedly deleted it.” Elizabeth didn’t know whether to laugh, or coo over how sweet it was. She decided to cover a giggle in the end when she thought of Zeldris just snatching Meliodas’ phone to see if he still had the picture. Meliodas rolled his eyes good naturedly, “Yeah yeah, laugh it up. You wouldn’t laugh if it was your phone being searched.” He pouted towards her, “I had a full blown album of you, and he deleted nearly half of it! The only stuff he didn’t delete were the ones were you actually knew I was taking the picture…” When Elizabeth thought of it, she could only recall two times when she had actually known he was taking her picture. “Hold up- how many times did you take my picture?”
Meliodas smiled as he pulled out his phone and waved it lightly in her direction, “More than I’d care to admit. In my defence though; you were adorable. Still are, actually. I already took about five in the last twenty minutes, all in different places and angles. You’re basically the reason why I took Photography class in my last year.” She flushed at that and tried to snatch his phone to no avail. “W-what?! Delete them! I must look horrible! This dress looks terrible on me anyways!” She had been tricked by Diane into wearing an off-shoulder white flowing dress that ended mid-thigh. Elizabeth managed to get away with wearing converse and a jean jacket with them, so she felt a little better with it. Though, she still didn’t like how it looked on her despite Merlin and Dianes’ insistent compliments.
Meliodas looked to Elizabeth as if she had grown an extra head, “What?! Elizabeth, no offence, but you’re blind. You look gorgeous!” She ignored his sweet comment to try and reach for his phone which he pulled out of her reach. “Liar- ugh! The light blue and white clashes with my hair.” He shrugged as he wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her from reaching fully. “So says you. I say you look like a goddess.” She gasped in surprise when his arm tightened on her waist and he pressed her into him more. “M-meliodas-!” She yelped when his face seemed to land just above her chest, his chin resting above her breasts. She forgot all about his phone as he stuffed it back into his pocket. He smirked and purposefully made it noticeable as he looked down to her cleavage, which was exposed by her dresses plunging neckline. She gasped in shock as he pressed his face into her chest cheekily.
“Gotta admit; I’m loving this.”
Elizabeth swat at his head with a playful scowl, “You perv! Come on, stop. You’re going to give people the wrong idea...” He glanced up to find her cheeks tinted a smooth shade of pink. “Oh? And what ideas would these people receive?” She inhaled sharply as he tightened his grip and moved her closer, pressing her closer to his groin, which seemed to be slightly tinted more than it should be. She placed her hands to his shoulders to keep herself steady and not melt into a puddle of goo. “That, that you think of me in, in that way…”
“Hmm, no, that can’t be it. You said they’d get the wrong idea, but that’s just the plain truth.” He smiled up to he as his other hand reached up more and roughly grasped her breast, eliciting a small moan in surprise from her tightening voice. “I think of you in that way, Elizabeth. I want you in that way. God, I’d give anything to have you in that way.” She moaned just a bit louder as his hand gropped her harder and the tinting in his pants grew. Her grip on his shoulders tightened as her breath hitched. "M-meli-Aah!"
He had tilted his head and bitten into her neck, nipping and sucking alalong his imaginary path. She whined as quietly as she could, but when he realized she was trying to keep down, he only became rougher to have her grow in volume. Goddammit! He wanted everyone to know! He wanted to publicly claim her as his.
Elizabeth raised her hands to clutch at his hair, tilting her neck to allow him more space to roam. She wasn't going to win in being quiet, so she might add well enjoy this while it came. When Meliodas had finally been satisfied in the hickies he had littered her neck with, the tinting in his pants had grown to a point of looking uncomfortable. Elizabeth let her hand roam down to the top of his pants, her fingers hooking onto it as her sign of wanting. "Meliodas…"
His face lowered back to her cleavage as his tongue lapped at the exposed skin he could find. He spoke into her chest and she somehow managed to hear past the muffling to hear him. "I can take us back to the bar. Tell me, right now, that you want this, and I'll give you anything you could possibly ask for."
She tilted his head up from her cleavage and kissed him deeply. "Oh god, yes-" She opened her mouth and allowed his tongue entrance to her being. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he easily picked her up and carried her back inside. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a few of the party goers whooping and clapping for the two of them as they passed, obviously getting the hint of what was happening. When they had reached what she supposed to be his car, a black hybrid, he pressed her back to the car as he fumbled his hand into his pocket for the keys. As he did so, he peppered her bare skin with kisses as she grinded her hips into his own.
While against the wall, three people came over. She recognized one of them as Diane, but the other two were unfamiliar to her. The taller one with blue hair leaned against the car to their other side and snickered. "Damn, Cap'n! So that's why you said goodbye so early~" Diane nearly chalked upon seeing them. "Elizabeth?! Wha- What are you doing?!"
The taller one laughed, "Ain't it obvious? Silver here's gettin' it on with our Cap'n!" The smaller one blushed lightly as he tried to avoid looking towards the two. "Captain, don't you think you should stop soon? If I remember correctly, Diane informed us Elizabeth's only 17. Also, you can't drive like that…"
Meliodas opened the passenger side door and finally pulled back from Elizabeth to sink as he helped her into his seat. "I'll try to focus on the road, okay? As for the other part, I'm a little too busy to be worrying about something so small-" Diane and King both scowled, "Small?!"
Meliodas rushed into the driver's seat and quickly waved to the others. "Diane, do us a favor and cover for Ellie, 'kay? If anyone asks, she's with you or Merlin for… mmm, a good week or so oughta do it~" Diane blanked at what he had said, "I'll give you until lunch tomorrow."
Elizabeth smiled to her BFF as she hugged to Meliodas right arm. "Thank you, D. I'll be home before then, okay?"
Diane smiled and nodded, trusting Elizabeth's word much more than Meliodas'. He drove them out of the car lot and onto the streets of the city, and everyone they stopped at a light or a sign, he would turn his head to steal a kiss. For her, she didn't want to distract him too much, and opted to resting her hand on his thigh. Not too distracting, but still a little reminder of what the night would hold for them.
When they pulled up to the Boost Hat, he swiftly got them out and wrapped his arm around her waist as he pulled them inside. Zeldris and Geeks were both inside, along with both Gowther Sr. and Gowther Jr.. Hawk was cleaning up any spoiled food and drinks on the ground. Zeldris looked towards them and immediately rolled his eyes. "Oh good god, now he's bringing a girl over. Meliodas, I swear, if I hear I'm an uncle next year; you're dead." Elizabeth blushed at the idea whereas Meliodas merely threw him a peace over his shoulder. "I'll try to keep that in mind as I'm led to heaven by a goddess."
He pulled her up the stairs to his room, closing the door and kicking it behind them upon entering. Elizabeth walked up to the bed and bit her lip, squirming in place as her mind raced a hundred miles per second. She was nervous of what would happen, but she was mostly thrilled of what Meliodas had obviously planned for her. Elizabeth felt her breath catch as his hands caught her hands, coming up to her shoulders to pull off her jacket. He kissed more of her arms as the jacket came down, lazily being tossed aside and forgotten.
Elizabeth turned and wrapped her arms around his as she captured his lips before speaking. "Bed… Now, please…" He chuckled at her neediness, "Alright, I most likely will get to do this with you whenever after tonight, so I'll oblige you to your needs, Princess."
Before she knew it, he had laid her back on the bed and climbed over her. She took a swift inhale as the cold air hit her chest as he pulled off the white dress. She kicked off her shoes and socks as she started to pull off his shirt. He pressed his chest to her own, both of them thrilled with the sudden feeling of skin on skin. Meliodas groaned into her bare chest as she pressed her hips up to push her panties to his thin jeans. "Dear god, you didn't even wear a bra. It's like you were trying to kill me." She didn't respond with words, instead hooking her fingers to his pants as her show of wanting him to hurry. "H-hurts…"
He hummed as he sat up and started taking off his pants. "Damn, Ellie. You really do want me to fuck you, huh?" She blushed and looked away shyly when he fully pulled off his pants and boxers, leaning down and biting at her panties as he looked up to her seductively. When he pulled them down, she saw as he slowed more and more as he continued to stare at her pussy in hunger. He tossed them off and brought his head back up to taste her, his tongue lapping at her bud anddriving her into a fit of moans and sobs. He lifted his head with a shit eating grin as his mouth shined from her arousal. "Delicious~" She groaned in embarrassment as her hands covered her blushing. "Meliodas!" He snickered and licked his lips as he leaned up closer to her face. "I'm going in, Elizabeth. Last chance if you're not ready?"
Was she ready? Honestly; she had no idea. But she wanted this, so screw being ready. She nodded for him to start, and he came down and kissed her deeply. She found out sweet, that is; until she learned why. The kiss was to help her when the pain came forth. In one swift movement, he had pushed into her.
Elizabeth's eyes watered in the pain that her body took in. She felt like screaming out, but Meliodas was there as her comfort. He kissed her sweetly and let his hands softly massage her skin, a show of his love to her and not wanting her uncomfortable. After a time, he slowly started to move inside of her, helping her get used to the feel after only a few thrusts. Her pain soon turned into extreme pleasure and in less than a minute, she was moaning and panting as his thrusts become faster and harder, his mouth attaching itself to her neck. She could hear the wet sounds of their privates joining, and the slap of skin on skin only raised her need for release. She cried for it; begged him to release inside of her. He loved it.
Elizabeth felt it coming. Her pussy felt like it was closing in even tighter, and she was positive Meliodas knew, as his thrusts held more power in them. He smiled down to her as they panted, “Goddesses, I love you…” She gasped as his mouth attached to her nipples after saying it. He loved her. Elizabeth let him take pleasure in her breasts for a moment before pulling him back up and kissing him deeply, “I love you too…”
In that moment, they both came to their release. She cried out in bliss as she was filled up, him continuing to thrust to get it all out. She had to let her hands go as they fell limp to the sheets, which were no doubt soaked from sweat and liquids of arousal. She panted as he finished off, before pulling out and falling beside her. Elizabeth smiled to him before shakily coming closer to kiss him gently and lay her head to his chest. “Did you mean it?”
His eyes were closed as he remained in bliss at the reality of what they had done, his hand raking her hand softly. “Yeah. I love you, Ellie.”
A/N:
Yay! I am soooo sorry for not updating in so long! I just got back in school, and I never get the time to work on my writing during the summer.
Ironic that my free time comes when I have classes and homework, and not on the three month vacation, am I right? ;)