Life is Strange Roleplay (Closed)

[wristalies]

It was the limitless affection that was circulating through Chloe's system, and she no longer had a filter for it. Her eyes met with Rachel's halfway through their second-or was it third-kiss. She liked feeling this close. Skin contact close. Although, there were still layers between them. She slipped her hands sneakily beneath the hem of Rachel's tank top, exploring the smooth bridge of skin of her sides. Nevermind that minutes ago they'd only been crawling up here to get high. This was being high. At one point she'd been holding against a kiss so deeply that she had had to pull away, gasping for breath, and then smiled indiscreetly because she could feel Rachel's hands trailing across her hips as well.

 

[RIPSaidCone]

Rachel in her current state, could swear that time had stopped when their eyes met, but the tiny piece of her brain that was still logical told her she was just in the zone, she shivered lightly and let out a pleasurable sigh as she felt Chloe's hands begin to have their own adventure around under her top, taking a page out of Chloe's book and moving her own hands under the other girl's tank top, she took the moments when they weren't madly kissing at each other to take in a few deep breaths of air before almost instantly going back to business on her mouth, a smirk consistantly being on her features as she did so.

 

[wristalies]

The frenzy of touching, of kissing until she could feel shivers running down her spine, they were all welcome feelings in Chloe's still buzzing mind. She pulled away in the middle of their intimacy, murmuring. "Wait." Doing so with a minor struggle because coordination was never a given when you were high, she pulled away her own shirt, the cool air on her chest being replaced with a flush of attraction as the tank top lay crumpled on the pillow next to her. She liked this new game. Was it really a game? The dare to go as far as you were willing to push. Her blue eyes were shimmering with excess captivation, as a steady heat, a warmth built between the two of them.

 

[RIPSaidCone]

Rachel's expression had turned to one of confusion as Chloe briefly pulled away, hwoever it quickly changed into her now usual smirk as she saw the tank top come off, now pulling her own off as she pressed into for another continued round of kissing, now with a larger amount of skin on skin contact, their chests pushing up together only furthering their intimacy, and fueling their arousal, she pushed the blue haired girl's legs apart, moving her own leg inbetween, just for..comfort, she still managed to lie to herself even in her drug induced state of `fuck it` the position was comfortable, the bed was feeling a lot more cushioned and comfy than it usually did when they weren't sky high and the outside world, IE anything that wasn't on the bed with them was completely blocked out.

 

[wristalies]

Under 'normal' circumstances, Chloe would have looked away out of decency, even if she did want to see. This wasn't a normal circumstance. She watched with a deepening hunger as Rachel left her nearly bare self, pressing against her chest. Warming her core. Chloe never realized she was capable of zoning out for so long until her body took control of her primary urges that night. That was the only space where closeness began to creep in. Rachel had parted Chloe's legs, and even though Chloe was already distracted from above the waist, she could tell there not much to leave unattended. She would do anything Rachel wanted to, at this point. There were no visible boundaries.

 

[RIPSaidCone]

Rachel had spent the next few minutes, which seemed a lot longer than just minutes kissing Chloe softly, but desperately, desperate to relieve the strong urges that were beginning to emerge, desperate to relieve the tension inside of her, she'd be subconsciously grinding softly and slowly against Chloe, at this point it was almost second nature to her, but there was still the uncomfortable shifting with their pants on each other, shaking her head as she pulled away and looked down, tutting as she looked back up and said "We're gonna have to get these off." Moving off of her as she began to undo her pants quickly, pulling them off and discarding them by the side of the bed, unaware of just how aroused she actually was. Her brain not really having the capacity to focus on more than one thing at the moment, and Chloe's topless form was pretty worth focusing on.

 

[wristalies]

Nodding compliantly, Chloe disliked breaking off the warmth that had started to spread through every inch of them, yet her blurry mind reminded herself that less clothing meant more and more sensual movement and making out. Her jeans slipped off pretty easily once Rachel paused to take off her own, and she could detect a spreading heat from between her thighs. It was new. This was one of the first times that her drugs had flown into full on sensual needs. Maybe it was because she wasn't by herself anymore. She let Rachel straddle her again, her fingers greedy as they slipped over the newly exposed legs, running across Rachel's back.


 
In the morning, one could say that everything was revolutionized.


Chloe woke up with her first thought being one that reminded her what day it was. Saturday. No school, no rushing places. Just stillness in her bed...With the thought of her bed, she felt something against her chest. Warm and comforting, and only making it a minor difficulty to move. Looking down, it was single must confusing and inquiring moment of her days with Rachel so far. The drugs had worn off at this point, but the after effects had always been a slow cognitive process for a few hours. Careful not to move because needed this time alone to herself to understand what was going on, Chloe looked down again. Rachel's head was gently pressed up against her chest. The second moment she knew something had played a greater part between the two of them night before, was when she noted the absence of clothes, and the closeness in proximity. This wasn't the first time Rachel had slept in her bed. Although it was the first time that she'd slept with barely anything on beneath the covers. It was a struggle to identify the process, to reinstate in the memories that fell into a clutter.


She tried to move her hand away to wipe it down her face in aggravated confusion, yet she had still been holding Rachel's hand thought out the night. The night. Hand. Crying...Exploring. It clicked into place and Chloe had to bite her lip hard to refrain from letting out a little cry of shock. She realized why there was a tender soreness across her, and why she was so close in bed with Rachel Amber... They were girlfriends. They'd had a lot done to each other in the past hours. Girlfriends. The word, again still sounding foreign, made her feel indefinably happy. There were certain boundaries they had crossed, and while much was still reforming itself in Chloe's mind, she leaned over to place a kiss on Rachel's forehead, happy she was there.

 

[RIPSaidCone]

As expected Rachel's dreams had been sporatic and defiant to all forms of logic, although they were a calming type, not the excitable, all over the place clusterfuck that her weed dreams usually were, but a series of friendly and relaxing patterns, shapes etc. Which put her at ease, her brain had been distinguishly resilent against the drug's aftermath, with the keywords sticking in her mind obviously being `love` and `Chloe` With those two words in her memory she didn't need to remember anything else, due to the brain's ability to piece together information to totally recall an event they shouldn't have been able to. Her eyes slowly opening to the welcoming view of Chloe's chest, sweet.. She gave off a yawn as her eyes slowly moved up to see the familar blue hair and pale face of her new lover, letting out a quiet sigh as she gave off a faint smile, starting the day with the usual "Good morning.." Although it was said with the dreamy kind of voice that one would expect from a teen looking over at her crush, which could be applied to this situation, or just the fact that she had just woken up.


Giving a pleasured groan as she stretched her arms and legs like a cat would do after just waking up, one of her favourite things about waking up being able to relieve the tension in your muscles which would have been still for a few hours, it always felt nice, the second thing was being under the warm covers, and now the third thing was waking up to see Chloe, it filled her with some kind of unexplainable joy to open her eyes to the blue haired beauty which she could now happily call her girlfriend, resting back now gently as she finished her stretch, the weekend..no school, just us, great weather, will my luck ever run out?

 

[wristalies]

"Sleep well?" Chloe murmured gently, shifting so that she could entwine her fingers with Rachel's, and eye her ardently. There was a twinge in her chest that she felt as her eyes sifted across Rachel's slim frame, and she got the thrill of knowing this was her girlfriend. The one she'd been with last night. She was leaning up against the pillows, Rachel lying atop her, and never had she felt so completed in her life. She wanted to ask a million questions about specific details last night, but they would travel back to her eventually. She just needed this wake up to herself, and Rachel. The room was strewn with clothing, a couple additional beer bottles, and sunlight. She recalled Rachel blowing smoke into her lips, which had been hell of an entrance for their first kiss. I wish that had been my first kiss. She thought sheepishly, running her thumb over the bridge of Rachel's knuckles subconsciously. It was funny to think that just yesterday they'd been afraid to tell each other who their crushes were in a foolish game, and now they were...here. "I guess you know who my crush was now." She smirked up at the ceiling.

 

[RIPSaidCone]

"Best sleep I've had in a while." She said quietly, but as always just as happy, looking down at her hand as the two entwined fingers, and feeling that strange feeling that you sometimes get if you're close enough to your crush, and she thought of it like that as she didn't actually know how to describe it, but it made her feel really good about herself and she wasn't going to complain about it anytime soon, if ever. The memories of last night were slowly drifting back into her mind as she thought about it more and more, her brain determined to decipher the code that the drugs had written into her mind so she couldn't remember all of the fantastic shit that had happened between the two, although as erotic as those memories were, she had a feeling that these moments here would become her favourite parts of their new relationship, just the comfortable silence between the two, laying with each other, occupied in their own thoughts but assured that they'd be fine by the presense of one another. Letting out a chuckle as her punk of a girlfriend spoke up again, replying with. "I guess I do, same could be said about me."

 

[wristalies]

Chloe hummed to herself, smiling even more as she heard Rachel's response. This is such...a weird feeling. A light breeze from the open window washed over them, and she squeezed Rachel's hand a little tightly before getting up to disturb their stillness. "I'm sorry." She mumbled. She'd been getting a cramp in her neck, and she needed to stretch too. Getting up out of the bed and throwing on a t shirt, she started to clean up the disorganized mess scattered all over her floor. Putting away the rest of her blunts that remained unlit, she reminded herself to keep these for special occasions. And to get more soon. The beer bottles had to go as well, so she stuck the cooler under her desk, which wasn't an ideal hiding spot, but she'd bring it down once Joyce and David weren't swarming around downstairs. Speaking of... The rest of the house had been blocked out as she and Rachel had been getting it on, and she wondered if the other inhabitants had...heard anything. Going a faint red, she determined that someone would have interrupted them if they had heard. And besides, they'd been high. Nothing was suppose to matter then. Crawling back to her side of the bed once she'd done a bit of clearing, she crossed her arms over her chest, leaning her head back against the pillows.

 

[RIPSaidCone]

"It's alright." She said with a dismissive wave of the hand, in reality, she'd prefer it if they could've stayed in that position for a lot longer, but Chloe seemed physically uncomfortable, not meaning that she didn't want to, but she needed a stretch, just like Rachel had, letting out a dramatic sigh as she threw on her T-shirt. "Oh come on." She said with a smirk, then rolling onto her back as she watched Chloe hide away the beer bottles and blunts for obvious reasons, then that brought the fact that they weren't the only people in the house to mind, oh fuck.. Honestly they weren't exactly quiet when they were finger-banging last night, oh..it's gonna be so awkward. She couldn't help but think, cringing slightly at the thought of having to go down for breakfast, or she could just stay up here for the rest of the day, it was unproductive sure, but it did help her ankle, it was anti-social, but she was kind of tired out anyway. There were pros and cons for both sides of the argument, and it was a hard decision. Happy to see Chloe climbing back into bed she rolled back onto her side and said. "So..it's gonna be awkward if someone heard us.

 

[wristalies]

Chloe pressed the palm of her hands to her face, and ran them over, a flustered expression replacing her sleepy one. Rachel made a good point. "I wasn't even paying attention to that until now." Her door was only so good at blocking at noise. And since David had heard her playing her music throughout the house on many occasions, it would take some kind of miracle to have no doubt that the others hadn't heard anything. Maybe they were tired. Maybe they went straight to bed and passed out. "It also doesn't help that they sleep right across the hall." She murmured, afraid to even think what had happened, had one of them woken up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and heard...noises...emanating from her room. Please, no... It was a bit of a sickening feeling to think that Joyce and Step Douche were downstairs, commentating on what they had heard, or eating breakfast in silence, disturbed. "I don't even want to go downstairs and find out." She glanced at Rachel, to see her take on it.

 

[RIPSaidCone]

It didn't surprise Rachel to find out that Chloe hadn't been paying attention to the possibilty that someone might've heard their whimpers and moans etc last night, due to the fact that they were both high, and their brains were pretty much paralysed from any logical thought or reasoning just due to complete arousal, but now it really was a problem, fuck, I've only known her for three days, what if her mom doesn't agree with us getting into a relationship this quickly.. She began panicking internally at all the scenarios that could possibly play out, stop overreacting and just talk.. She disciplined herself to keep her mind at bay for the moment, now pulling herself out of daydream, her face turning a little pale as Chloe mentioned that they sle--wait, they? "Hold up, they? I thought it was just you and your mom." She questioned. But nodding in agreement at also not wanting to go downstairs to find out.

 

[wristalies]

"She's with this guy. Real blowhard jerk. He works security at Blackwell." Chloe rolled her eyes, it was obvious she detested David Madsen and whatever nonsense he had pulled over Joyce to get her to marry him. "He doesn't like it when I smoke up here, but fuck him.." She glared at the door, as if David was standing there. A little bit more of dismay seeping into her expression, she covered her face with her hands, groaning in a turbulent cycle. "We have to get out of here at some point, but I don't plan on saying...anything to them about this." Her voice was muffled through her hands. She didn't need Joyce worrying about her, or possibly becoming very paranoid about Rachel. She just needed it to be herself and Rachel right now, even though this was such a premature relationship. It had gone sharply from zero to a hundred in less than half a week. Whatever. Nothing's ever ideal.

 

[RIPSaidCone]

"By any chance is he ex-military asshole who's also head of security? With the paedostache." She asked, which usually would've been a question just for fun, but the thought of that one particular guy just grained on her nerves, being someone of her social status he was pretty much stalking her whenever she was on the school grounds, her affiliation with the Vortex Club instantly putting her onto his very long list of people to keep an eye on. An unsurprisingly enough Principal Wells did nothing about the various complaints about him, now knowing that he may very well be in this house right now was NOT a fun thing to think about. But she kept her anger to a low at the moment, at least on the outside, just nodding and patting Chloe's shoulder gently. "It's okay, tell them when you're ready. I won't say anything about it, and we can go whenever you want, kay?" She asked softly, her more caring side coming into play again.

 

[wristalies]

"It sounds like you've met him already." Chloe said with a certain interest. She sat up, rubbing her eyes. David was known for making himself unpopular on school grounds. He was also rather secretive, in her house, while he made the garage into some kind of files chamber. She didn't need to go in there to know that he was doing shit that wasn't approved by many. When Rachel responded to her at a different note, her gentler side coming back to play, Chloe dully nodded. "Let me just check if they're even in the house." She'd lost track of time from when they'd woken up until now. Maybe they were out of the house... "I'll be right back." Pressing a quick kiss to Rachel's cheek, she sat up and walked quietly to the door, opening it, then peering outside. No activity as of yet. Nearing the top of the staircase, however, she could hear the clink of plates. They're still here. But also the sound of running water and the jangle of keys. They're leaving?

 

[RIPSaidCone]

"Unfortunately." She said, knowing full on that Chloe wouldn't mind her practically insulting her step-dad as she seemed to hate him even more than Rachel did, which was slightly unnerving, as the two did live in the same house together, I wonder what her family life is actually like.. She wondered to herself, nodding and giving her same old smile as she was given her kiss on the cheek, she felt like there really was something special about their relationship for that brief moment, of course never having seen two people connect that fast before, so there obviously was something unique about them both, asking from her position on the bed "They still here?" Casually, laying back onto the bed as she stretched her arms again, letting out another yawn as she awaited the reply, hopefully the two would have the day to themselves, like the days before. Which had so far turned out..well, to say the least.

 

[wristalies]

"I wonder if they're still asleep." Came Joyce's voice from downstairs, quiet enough that Chloe had to strain on the staircase to hear David's open reply. "I don't really quite care, Joyce." Resisting the urge to run from sheer mortification that the two did know that they were up there, in the room together, Chloe squeezed her eyes shut, trying to listen in. "Alright, calm down. Let's go." Her mother mollified David's less than thrilled reaction. They keys shook again. Evidently someone was carrying them into the foyer. There was another sound of footsteps, and Chloe darted back up the steps, sliding through the small space of the door that she'd left open, and closing it carefully. "They're...going." She muttered finally. She would rather tell Rachel now than let her find out in some disgruntled way, so she just said it outright. "They knew we were up here." Doing what, I'm not sure if they knew that much. But they knew that I wasn't alone...

 

[RIPSaidCone]

Rachel could very faintly hear..well noise from downstairs, although she didn't know if it was talking, or walking or volume from the TV or anything, Chloe had to lean over a little bit on the staircase to even have a chance of hearing, so she'd just get her news on downstairs from her obviously. Sitting back up to see Chloe walking back into the door and closing said door gently, obviously to not notify anyone downstairs of their presense, nodding as she said that they were both going, happy to hear that. "Great..now we've got today to ourselves." But then hearing what else she had to say, and her attitude dropping a little bit, nodding again but slower this time as she took in a deep breath, hoping that they would've just assumed that they were just being friends and hanging out with each other, in that strange naivety that parents sometimes had, although she doubted it, Madsen was known to have very keen detective skills an an eye for the smaller things, so he'd probably pieced it together quickly. "Well..they might not come to that conclussion so quickly..if you know what I'm saying."

 

[wristalies]

"I'm hoping they didn't." Chloe remarked, skeptical of the nature of David's remarks before they had started to walk down the hallway. She began to search around her room for a pair of pants, and then rest of her clothes, which had gotten scattered around their room since last night. "Gonna take a shower. Be out in five." She muttered. Rachel was right, they probably wouldn't come to that conclusion so soon. And even if they did, she wasn't thirteen. She could handle some things. She waited by her door until she heard the car engine start in the drive way, and Joyce and David veering off somewhere. Hopefully for a long time.

 

[RIPSaidCone]

"Same here." She said in agreement, otherwise as said before, things would get real awkward real fast, especially now that she knew Madsen was living here, nodding as Chloe spoke up again after a brief search for her pants, lying back onto the bed once again, damn make your mind up. As she said "I'll take one after you if that's alright." As her hair had dried in with the water still dripping from it after they'd gotten home last night, so it was giving this greasy looking vibe to it, which she absolutely despised more than anything, Rachel even with being a modest and somewhat humble person hated ruining her appearance and thought about it constantly. At this point her skin had gotten pretty used to open air and now she sort of felt like putting clothes on would be a bit strange, but she'd be doing it after her shower, the draft flowing into the room was perfect and soothing, and she'd be happy to wait in here whilst Chloe got showered.

 

[wristalies]

((Be right back. ten minutesish.))


 
Chloe drew up the curtains and turned a few knobs until the warm water was running through the shower head. Stepping under the heated rays, she instantly felt more active. Hot panels of water tended to do that to you. Rubbing her eyes and doing the usual routine, she kept reminding herself the events of last night. How surreal they felt, she'd been sure it was a crazy hangover dream. But no, Rachel hadn't disputed what had happened, and she seemed happy about their new relationship status. Let's keep this private. There was still the ebbing chance, the severe chance, that something forged a wall between them, and their friendship was ruined on top of everything else, but Chloe shoved it aside. That couldn't happen. After a few minutes of contemplative bathing, she threw on her t shirt, her clothes, and left the door open to the bathroom as she stepped out, the steam still rising.

 

[RIPSaidCone]

The next few minutes had Rachel thinking about her new relationship with Chloe, it was perfect, the two were amazing together, the only time they ever disagreed was just when they got overprotective of each other, and that was hardly a bad thing, at least in terms of what you could get into fights about. And the things they done together were spectacular..both in and out of the bedroom, although now that Chloe was her girlfriend, instead of her closest normal friend, she could seperate the guys at Blackwell and her into two different catagories, so she could perhaps make time for both on school days, and of course she'd have to attend the usual Vortex parties just to avoid raising suspcioun, but it made it much easier to manage her social life upon filtering through the people she knew. Hearing Chloe's wet footsteps touch the bathroom floor signalled her time to shine, getting up from the bed as she headed towards the bathroom.

 

[wristalies]

Chloe passed her the usual smirk, retreating to her room to see if she could find something else that needed cleaning up. It was too early in the morning for a beer, something she'd never thought she'd think, but agreeably, she brought the cooler downstairs and put the rest of the unopened beers back, considering that they needed to be refrigerated after a long time at the beach, and then in her bedroom. While Rachel took her own shower, she made her bed (for once) and sought out a list of ideas for them to do. It was weird that she didn't have to focus on covering herself up emotionally so that it would make Rachel less afraid. They were fine with each other, which Chloe found better than okay. Roadtrips were fun, but she felt like some serious pranking was stored ahead. Blackwelll....Vortex......Popular...