The second the door clicked shut behind them as they stumbled in, Elara leaned on Kaitlyn. They smelled of cheap perfume, stale beer, and sweat from dancing. The silence of the dorm room was a relief, their ears still ringing. As Kaitlyn reached out, her thumb caught on the strap of Elara’s top. In the harsh glow of the overhead light, Kaitlyn saw Elara’s heavy eyelids mirroring her own.
With a soft sigh, “Oh my god… that party was exhausting,” Elara murmured.
“Tell me about it.” Kaitlyn grinned as she gently nudged Elara’s shoulder. “But hey… did you feel that?” Her fingers brushed Elara’s arm, lingering below her elbow, as warmth spread through her.
Elara looked at her, blinking.
“Right here…,” Kaitlyn whispered, tracing a slow circle, “all night.”
“I… I felt what?” Elara swallowed as a blush started coloring her cheekbones.
Kaitlyn did not believe the confusion in Elara’s voice. She saw the tell-tale signs: hitching breath, blushing cheeks, trembling fingers, and the slight sway of her body. Kaitlyn loved that perfect mask that she hoped was a growing desire.
Gently, Kaitlyn led them, and both collapsed onto Elara’s bed, groaning. “My feet are killing me,” she said, kicking off her heels. Elara followed suit and moved to sit closer to Kaitlyn.
Kaitlyn watched Elara, a familiar flutter in her chest. Elara looked vulnerable and inviting. A fresh wave of heat pooled in Kaitlyn’s belly. The buzz of the party was now gone, replaced by the magnetic pull she always felt toward her roommate.
“Hey. You okay?” Kaitlyn asked, her voice deepening. She needed confirmation that Elara was feeling the same, as the other girl looked up at her with heavy-lidded eyes.
Elara leaned closer, her hand brushing Kaitlyn’s arm as she breathed, “Yeah. Just… tired.”
The intentional contact caused Kaitlyn to take a sharp breath.
“Me too,” Kaitlyn breathed, her gaze falling to Elara’s lips. She looked for any sign of hesitation but only found a sweet tension that made the air vibrate.
“Did you… did you have fun?” Kaitlyn asked as she shifted on the mattress, causing it to sag and bringing them closer together. Elara looked at the floor and nodded shyly, which only caused Kaitlyn to feel more entranced by the girl.
“Hey,” Kaitlyn whispered, her voice husky as she gulped. She reached out with trembling fingers and lovingly turned Elara’s jaw to face her. Kaitlyn watched as Elara’s lips parted, and she stammered, “You look… really beautiful.”
Kaitlyn leaned in, nervously closing the distance until their lips gently brushed in a soft, chaste kiss. She felt Elara gasp as the other girl’s arms wrapped themselves around her neck. When Elara pulled Kaitlyn closer, deepening the kiss with her probing tongue, it became a shockwave of long-cherished desire. To Kaitlyn, Elara tasted faintly of club soda and wanting.
Breathlessly, they broke apart a little. Kaitlyn watched the question dawning in Elara’s eyes and gave a knowing smile as an answer. She moved to place slow butterfly kisses along Elara’s jaw and down her neck, ending in the hollow of the girl’s throat. The heat from Elara’s skin nearly burned Kaitlyn’s lips, and the sharp intakes of breath told her that Elara was responding.
“Elara,” Kaitlyn breathed against her neck, “You’re so…,” she trailed off, distracted by the feeling of Elara’s hands running through her hair.
Kaitlyn’s breathing grew more ragged, mirroring Elara’s. She let her touch explore further, gently caressing the girl’s chest to feel the pebbled nipple through the cloth, then moving down, Elara’s side to her hip and ending at her belly. Kaitlyn slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of Elara’s skirt. Elara’s hips moved in response, giving Kaitlyn a rush of euphoria. Kaitlyn had a new goal: make Elara lose control, and she wanted to be the one to take it.
“Lie down,” Kaitlyn gently commanded. She lifted Elara’s hips while kissing the girl’s belly and nipping at her belly button ring; then, she pulled off Elara’s A-line skirt and threw it on the floor. Kaitlyn then kicked off her own skirt and lay next to Elara, placing gentle kisses on her neck and ear. Kaitlyn stroked her fingers across Elara’s belly, making her body writhe.
“Please,” a moan escaped Elara’s lips as she guided Kaitlyn’s hand down between her legs to brush her panties.
“Kiss me, Elara,” Kaitlyn demanded. As their lips met, she cupped the girl’s sex, feeling the heat and dampness through the fabric. Elara’s hips pushed against Kaitlyn’s hand, straining for more friction, while Elara passionately kissed her back.
A tremor of heat and lust washed over Kaitlyn as Elara’s hand slipped into her panties and tentatively stroked between Kaitlyn’s own lips. Getting bolder, Elara more deeply penetrated Kaitlyn with two fingers.
“Oh god…” Elara moaned as Kaitlyn reciprocated, mirroring the movement against her. Their bodies writhed and ground against each other as their hands groped and caressed with primal, mindless lust. Moans and the smell of sex, cheap perfume, and stale beer permeated the air. Then the dam broke; they both orgasmed together. A tsunami of ecstasy washed over them as they bucked, ground and clutched each other.
They lay in a panting mass, their sweat and juices mingling, kissing and cuddling until they were completely drained. Elara curled into Kaitlyn and was soon fast asleep. Bliss washed over Kaitlyn as she gently kissed Elara’s forehead and absentmindedly caressed her arm.
“This year is off to a great start,” she thought
