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"Uhm Chloe, could I possibly use your shower, I came straight here after the gym." I asked nervously,

"Of course, it's through that door next to the big wardrobe."

"Thanks." I smiled briefly and walked into the bathroom. Luckily I brought spare clothes with me before going to the gym.

The warm shower of water trickled down my bare body, washing away the remaining conditioner suds from my shoulders. I reached for the luxurious and most definitely expensive body wash, from the ledge near the shower head. My whole body stiffened as a pair of hands fondled my breasts.

"Relax, it's just me." Chloe turned me around to face her.

"My apologies, is there something I could do for you?" I said whilst pouring the fragrant soap into the palm of my hand.

"There is actually."

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I brushed her wet hair away from her soaking breasts. Gazing up at her, I started sucking her right nipple while squeezing the left. Azia let out a throaty groan and pulled my hair back so I faced her.

"I didn't give you permission to do that." Azia said firmly. She pulled me up to my feet and slammed me against the shower wall.

Her soft lips collided with mine, putting me in a lust filled trance. I scratched her back, in desperation for more.

"Please." I begged pathetically in between kisses,

"What was that doll?" Azia panted,

"Please fuck me."

"God so desperate, we barely even started yet." Azia lifted me off the ground, my legs wrapped around her waist automatically.

She licked my neck intensely causing me to whimper in bliss.

"Stop teasing me Azia." I whined in her ear,

"I'll do what I damn want, now be a good girl and obey me alright?"

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I slumped into the library chair, covering my face with my sketchbook.

"UGGGHHHHHH." I groaned loudly and kicked my legs around.

"Well that definitely seems like you're in a mid life crisis."

The sketchbook slid off my face as I frantically sat up in my seat.

"Acacia? What are you doing here?" She picked up my sketchbook from the carpet then handed it back to me.

"Just looking for some for my next painting for art, you?" Acacia leaned on the arm rest of my chair, looking at my blushing face.

"I usually come here to think, and Azia is just doing my head in...sorry I shouldn't have said that, ignore me." I twiddled my thumbs in frustration and looked at my lap.

"Hey don't worry about it, do you want to maybe talk about it?" Acacia slid into the chair, leaving little to no space between us. Her bare thigh pressed into mine, causing my body to heat up.

"It's just...she makes impulsive decisions you know, every time I warn her about the consequences, she cuts me off and well does exactly what I told her not to!" I sighed irritated,

"I get where you're coming from, Eleena does the same thing, it's hard convincing them truly but in the end seeing them come to their senses is a good feeling...respectfully of course," Acacia said,

"It's still infuriating," I yawned,

"Indeed I can't lie, I do feel like a mother most of the time, but it can happen, they'll eventually learn from that and you can have your 'i told you so' moments, win win situation." She laughed.

I giggled, I hadn't realised how close our faces were.

"Do you want to get some coffee with me? All this inspiration locating is tiring."

"Sure!" I packed up my bag and we walked outside to the coffee shop.

"Thank you by the way," I clutched my bag nervously,

"No problem honey," Acacia grinned softly.

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• Acacia and Cerelia potential ship or nah?