Raun's POV 

I can't really say when we started having these kinds of activities but I know it makes me feel happy but at the same time, it just makes my heart ache the more I do it with her. 

I just shake my head to erase those thoughts that might make me feel more complicated than it is. I just don't want to think about it, not right now.

I get up then I proceed on removing the strap from my body, I don't like the feeling of that plastic on my hand but I like it somewhere inside Scar. Just thinking about it getting shoved inside her pussy as it disappears from sight as she moans underneath me. 

If I really have a dick, it might stand up again.

I gaze at my friend, looking at her messy after-sex hair, bold big red hickies from her neck down to her breast and belly, her lips that turned so red as she's gasping for air. I turn my eyes to the windows and it's all fogged up due to the heat.

I get off of the bed and head into the shower, I use the cold water first, it helps me calm and tones down my horniness tendency for a bit. I started applying the shampoo when I suddenly felt a pair of arms engulfing me. 

''Thank you for pleasuring me,'' she whispers close to my right ear giving me goosebumps. I slowly touch her hands with mine then turn myself to look at her. I can see her lips forming into a smirk. 

I tightened my grip on her wrist as I lift them up above her head before inching my face closer to hers. I can't help but look at her lips as if they are tempting me to kiss them with mine. Instead of giving in to the temptation immediately, I removed my eyes from her lips and turn to look at her god, they were just so mesmerizing. I can feel myself getting lost in them, every time I look at her eyes, she doesn't like their color because it's gray but I find them gorgeous.

''You're welcome,'' I reply before giving her a peck on the lips before whispering  ''I like the way you taste,'' before licking my bottom lips seductively.

''So, you did enjoy the choco mint flavor,''  she sneers at me. 

I just couldn't help but break out a small laugh. I can't believe her. 

I let go of her wrist and continue washing while she busies herself just watching me clean myself, making me feel self-conscious all of a sudden.

''I can't believe you have an ass bigger than mine, why you build like that?'' she comments as she touches my left cheek, having a feel of it as she continues on pinching it gently but as seconds pass by I can feel her gentle pinching turned into an aggressive one.

''Ow! What the fuck, Scar?!'' I yelp, making her remove her fingers from my butt.

''I can't help myself, okay? I just want that fat to be transferred into my ass, you know like Kim K?'' she reasons before she slowly massages the area she just inflicted violence on. 

''Bitch, Kim K used a plastic surgeon to transfer some fat in them not tearing some muscles on the way.'' I hiss at her before flicking her forehead as hard as I can. ''And please stop that 'butt massaging' it's nearing somewhere that has already been calmed down,'' 

''Oops!'' she says before putting two fingers inside my pussy.

''You asked for it,'' I said before pushing her hard on the wall, kissing her aggressively while I grab the showerhead, pointing it at her pussy where her clit is.

She hastily removes her lips from mine and shouts ''Stop, Raun. I'm really gonna need a wheelchair if you don't stop this!'' She squirms under me, pinching me, punching me but I didn't care. 

My body is in condition to support her flimsy beating.

I can see her hips bucking up, letting me know she's near her point. She encircles her arms around my neck and then bit my shoulder as she cum, her legs trembling before sliding down the shower wall.

After our mini sex in the shower, we continue showering, helping her stand up every now and then. Once we are finally done, we put our pj's on which consist of mine wearing old spandex together with a Paramore T-shirt that Scar gave me. As for Scar, she is now wearing a gray Nike sports bra, a Calvin Klein underwear together with my basketball shorts. 

I think I have a problem seeing her only with a sports bra and her underwear, that just makes me feel weird. In a sense that I am in a dilemma choosing between her topping me and then getting railed by her or just getting shy for staring at her chest. That's how I'm feeling and thinking right now. 

I turn on the tv beside my bed and open Netflix while she maneuvers downstairs to make our snacks for the night. I browse down the options for tonight but I can't seem to pick anything. So I went to youtube instead and put on a compilation of videos that seems like those old Vine videos. But a scene piqued my interest, it's a scene where a girl is angrily shouting at another girl, she looks frustrated so she confronted the girl and the other girl told her she loves her and they kiss aggressively.  

Well, I guess we have our series to watch now. With enough digging, I've finally found its title, it's ''Dickinson''

I opened Netflix once again and searched for it, once I found it, I hastily put it on and sit back, enjoying the warmth of my fluffy blanket. Less than a minute into the episode, I can hear Scar's angry stomps from downstairs but I paid her no mind, maybe she just burned something but I was wrong.

She bashed the door wide open with her foot and some Cheetos and melted cheese dip on her hands. She glared at me and then put down the snacks on the nightstand beside me before leaping and landing on top of my stomach making me gasp for some air she just knocked out of me.

''Why can't you wait for me? I even prepared our snacks and that's how you gonna do me?'' she whines while slapping my chest repeatedly. 

''Okay, okay stop!'' I scream at her before pushing her away then guarding my chest with my hands. My chest is sensitive when I'm near the day of the month and she just did that. ''I'll just put it on from the start,'' 

I grab the remote and really put it on from the start. I look at her for confirmation and she replied with a smile. 

''Now give me those snacks,'' 

We spent our night watching the series, sometimes I might have gotten distracted right and there by her hands or when she just breathe right next to my skin which makes me feel ticklish.

Once I saw her eyes close, I turn off the tv and slowly guide her head which was leaning to me before, and let her rest on my pillow. 

I can't help myself but just gaze at her sleeping with that sports bra, her abs showing with each move she makes down to her black Calvin Klein underwear.

I get up and hastily head to the shower.

To be continued.