Ch 3.11: ❤ Comparisons

Carline was getting more comfortable with taking her clothes off in front of Elaina. That was only natural, of course, but she knew she’d never be completely at ease with anyone seeing her body, and she couldn’t get off on being embarrassed the same way Elaina did. Sure would be nice, honestly.

“The run?” Elaina asked as Carline tossed her bra to the ground, feeling her own breasts hanging in front of her. She covered up out of instinct, standing there in just her underwear, plain white bloomers as Elaina stared on.

“Earlier today? With Flora and Tira?”

Elaina shook her head, a bit of mindfulness coming back to her glazed eyes, making eye contact now that Carline had stopped stripping and started covering her self. “Right. It was, uhm, fun. I wished you were there.”

“Maybe next time,” Carline said as she let her arms go, still feeling her chest and arms burning red. “Especially if it’s just you and Flora.”

“Oh,” Elaina said, a hint of disappointment in her eyes as she glanced to the side.

That hurt, not in a way that Elaina could’ve meant, just in Carline knowing that she wasn’t able to offer everything Elaina wanted. “I mean, maybe… If I got to know Tira a bit better, with you and her, inside at first, maybe we could work our way up to it…”

Carline’s heart was racing at the thought, not even sure how much she was offering, what she’d be able to stop herself from doing once the blood started rushing in the moment, but the excitement on Elaina’s face made her happy again. And after all, Carline wouldn’t exactly scoff at the idea of seeing Tira. She just hoped it would be okay if such a thing was more on her terms, at least at first.

Elaina stood up, beaming as she let her shirt fall off her arms and started stripping herself again. “If we’re doing this, let’s get to it.”

“Right,” Carline said, but despite the words coming out of her lips she was entranced herself now, eyes stuck in place, watching as Elaina finished removing the last bits of her clothing. Her breasts fell out as well as she tossed her bra aside, bouncing just slightly, hanging as she bent over to remove her underwear, pulling them down and then jumping back up again.

A thought struck Carline, that Elaina didn’t really have a body like Flora at all. She was shorter, had more in her chest, her hips, more everywhere really. She still wasn’t built that way Carline herself was, but Carline found that she liked looking at Elaina pretty much the same as she did Flora, being completely honest with herself.

And even though Elaina’s body was closer to Flora’s than Carline’s in most ways, there was aspect of herself Carline saw almost perfectly in Elaina. In Elaina’s still hungry eyes, Carline could see herself, the way she looked at Flora, Carline, Tira, that same look was in Elaina’s eyes as she looked at Carline.

That made it easier again to bend over, push down her own underwear and step out of them. Maybe she was different, bigger than most other girls, but she wasn’t bothered that Elaina and Flora didn’t look the same. She could see beauty in all kinds of girls herself, so why was it so hard to believe Elaina saw the same in her?

“You want to watch me?” Elaina asked, gaze drifting across her roommate’s body.

“No,” Carly said, moving forward and taking hold of Elaina’s hands, pulling her into a kiss with an intensity that surprised both of them. “Right now,” she panted as she pulled away for air, “I want this.”