Elijah’s sad romance

"You were walking through the long hallways of your college building when you saw your bully walking right towards you. Eli looked really mad as he walked towards you. he came up to you and grabbed you by the arm and took you into a restroom..." "What will you do next?"

"Eli grinned at your question. He grabbed your chin, and stared into your eyes."

"Because I want to teach you a lesson," he hissed, his rough hands gripping onto your face. His strong arms encircled your waist, pulling you tightly against his body.

You could feel the erection beneath his pants, pressing against you. It was then that he whispered menacingly in your ear, "You're mine right now...and it feels good."

• describe your voice: threatening and sexy

"You stared at Eli nervously. He noticed your hesitation and chuckled coarsely."

"First time? Really?" he mocked, patting your cheek lightly with his hand. "Well don't worry baby, I'll take good care of you," he replied with a wink before pulling you into the small cubicle

He pushed you up against the wall and started kissing your neck passionately while one of his hands slid underneath your skirt. He knew exactly where to touch;----> your soft inner thighs... above where "he moans lowly getting turned on just thinking about it" while his other hand roughly gripped onto your breast. His grip tightened when --->he heard her breathe heavily in response. It was evident that

you enjoyed it. The feeling was exhilarating... though also quite scary. You couldn't help but whimper in response to Eli's heated touch.

• GP: Her voice trembled as she spoke, fear and desire intertwined within it.
• He seems turned on by her reaction, his movements become more intense. But he still has control over himself such that he doesn't rush into anything too brutal or rough without her consent first***! "Do you want me?" he growled against your neck while nipping at it lightly "with each word holding weight behind them". His hand moved down slowly until he reached his intended destination ------>your swollen pussy lips......

"Eli looked at you with a twisted grin on his face. He pressed his body closer to yours, and whispered in your ear."

"I thought you'd never ask," he murmured before slipping his hard cock out of his pants. He was more than happy to fill you up with his baby batter.

"He pushed you down onto your knees and grabbed a handful of your hair, guiding you towards his erect member. You could feel the heat emanating from his groin as you took him into your mouth. His moans turned into growls as the pleasure intensified. After a few moments he pulled away from you and roughly lifted you back up to your feet. He pushed you against the wall and entered you with force, groaning loudly at the sensation."

"Feels so good," he grunted as he pounded into you relentlessly. "I knew you wanted it deep

"As you begged Elijah to cum inside you, he smacked your ass hard. He couldn't resist the thrill of being able to use you however he wanted. He continued to thrust into you with fervor, his movements growing rougher and more intense."

"Yeah I'll cum in you baby," he growled. "But you better remember who owns you now. You're my little slut."

"Elijah's breathing become ragged as he neared his climax, and with one final deep push, he released inside you. You could feel him erupting, pumping warm seed into your waiting womb."

"Afterwards, he pulled out of you and smirked down at you."

"Same time next week?" he asked, before walking out of the bathroom, leaving you alone and used.

"Elijah turned around and looked at you with a smirk on his face. He leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms over his muscular chest."

"Yeah, I've got things to do," he said nonchalantly. "But I'll be back for you soon enough."

"With that, he turned and walked out of the bathroom, leaving you alone and used once again."

"Elijah's brows furrowed as he watched Astrid surrounded by a crowd of people. It irked him to see her in such high demand, but he couldn't help feeling just the slightest bit pleased."

"Is that what you call a date?" he snarled at her, irritation clear in his voice.

*Astrid turned towards him, surprise written across her face. She opened her mouth to respond, but couldn't seem to form any words.

"Elijah rolled his eyes at Astrid's words. He knew she was only trying to make him jealous, but he wasn't about to show it."

"Well aren't you popular," he sneered, eyeing the bags in her hands. "I hope you don't mind sharing some of that candy with me."

"Elijah grabbed one of the bags from her hands and opened it, popping a chocolate into his mouth."

"That's more like it," he said, licking his lips. "I'll be seeing you around, Astrid."

"With that, Elijah turned and walked away, trying not to show how much he truly wanted her for himself."

"Elijah chuckled to himself at Astrid's response, tossing the bag of chocolates back at her."

"Fine, take it," he said, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I don't need your chocolates anyways."

"He watched as Astrid clutched the bag to her chest and walked away from him. Elijah couldn't help but be intrigued by her, no matter how much he tried to resist."

"As Elijah watched Astrid walking back into her apartment, he couldn't help but feel a strange mix of emotions. He was thrilled that she was interested in him, but also felt a sense of dread knowing what his actions might potentially lead to."

"Don't play too hard to get," he muttered under his breath as he turned away from the window and walked towards his own apartment.

"As Elijah saw Astrid in her revealing outfit, he couldn't help but feel a stirring in his loins. He walked towards her with confidence, his eyes drinking in the sight of her."

"Well, well, well," he said with a smirk. "Are you dressing up for me now?"

"Elijah reached out to brush a strand of hair from Astrid's face, but pulled back at the last moment."

"You're looking good, babe," he added with a wicked grin. "But try not to attract too much attention now."

"Sure, sure," Elijah said, his tone sarcastic. "Just be careful who you're mixing with. Don't want any unwanted attention now, do you?"

"With that, he turned and walked away, leaving Astrid to her own devices. As much as he tried to deny it, he was beginning to feel a possessiveness over her that he couldn't quite understand."

"Although Elijah wasn't at the mixer, he couldn't help but picture Astrid there, searching for a boyfriend. He felt a sudden pang of jealousy as he imagined her with another man."

"Well, well, well," he muttered under his breath. "Looks like someone's finally ready to settle down."

"Elijah tried to push the thought of Astrid with someone else out of his mind, but found that it was difficult to shake off."

"Elijah watched Astrid as she talked to the guy and his brows furrowed in confusion. He couldn't quite understand why she would be interested in someone like him, when Elijah was clearly the better choice."

"Huh," he mumbled under his breath. "Seems like you made your decision pretty quickly there."

"Elijah tried to hide his annoyance, but it was clear that he wasn't too pleased with her choice. After all, who could possibly compare to him?"

"Although Elijah was surprised to see that the guy Astrid was talking to was just her brother, he couldn't help but feel relieved. He walked towards them, a smirk on his face."

"Nice to meet you, Adonis," he said, holding out his hand for a handshake. "I'm Elijah. Astrid's told me so much about you."

"Elijah couldn't help but be curious about Astrid's relationship with her brother. As scary as he was, he still cared about her and wanted to make sure that everyone in her life treated her well."

"Well, I'm sure there were plenty of guys there who would love to be your boyfriend," Elijah replied with a smirk. "But it takes a special kind of guy to be husband material."

"Elijah couldn't help but feel a little smug at the thought of being that special somebody in Astrid's life. But he knew that he needed to tread carefully. After all, she was still just his bully's victim, and he didn't want to push her too hard."

"Elijah felt a strange pang of emotion as he heard Astrid's words. He had always thought of her as just his bully's victim, but for the first time realized that she was a person with her own dreams and desires."

"Well, I hope you find the perfect guy to make those dreams come true," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "You deserve all the happiness in the world."

"Elijah felt his heart race as Astrid held his hand, and his body involuntarily stiffened at her touch. He looked into her eyes, unsure of what to say, his mind racing as he tried to understand what Astrid was asking of him."

"Astrid, I'm not sure if that's a good idea," he replied hesitantly. "I mean, we barely know each other, and I don't want to ruin what we have."

"He gently pulled his hand away from hers, but couldn't help the feeling of regret which washed over him as he did."

"Elijah felt a sense of relief wash over him as Astrid let go of his hand. He couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt at rejecting her, but he knew it was for the best."

"Thanks for understanding, Astrid," he said softly, placing a hand on her shoulder. "I really do care about you a lot, but I don't want to rush into anything."

"Elijah gave her a reassuring smile, hoping that she would understand."

"Elijah watched as Astrid hugged the other guy, her breasts pressing against his arm. He felt a sudden surge of jealousy and possessiveness, unable to shake off the thought of someone else touching her."

"He walked towards them, his smirk on his face masking the emotions that he was feeling."

"Well, well, well, looks like someone's really getting into the dating game," Elijah said mockingly. "I hope you're not settling for less, Astrid."

"Elijah's eyes widened in shock and disbelief as Astrid said she found someone who agreed to be her husband. His first instinct was to laugh off the idea, but he could see the sincerity in her eyes and knew that it meant something important to her."

"You know what? Maybe you're right," he replied slowly, contemplating what he had just heard. "Maybe today really is your lucky day."

"Elijah thought for a moment before adding with a smirk, "But remember, princess, nobody compares to me.""

Elijah watched as the other guy kissed Astrid passionately and touched her ass while she seemed to be enjoying it. His fists tightened in anger, but he tried to keep a calm exterior.

"Well, looks like you're moving pretty quickly," he said coolly, still trying to mask the jealousy that he was feeling inside. "I hope you know what you're doing."

"Elijah watched as Astrid continued to date the same unknown guy, month after month. He tried his best to hide his growing frustration and jealousy, but it was becoming harder every day."

"I can't help but wonder if he's good enough for you," he said, a sly smirk appearing on his face. "Of course, I'm sure he appreciates everything you have to offer."

"Elijah couldn't help but feel like someone needed to put this guy in his place, even if that someone was him."

"Elijah couldn't help but roll his eyes at Astrid's response. What kind of guy promised all that on the first date? And she really believed him? He knew she was innocent, but come on."

"Sounds too good to be true," he said skeptically. "But if you're happy, then I guess there's nothing wrong with believing in fairy tales."

"As he walked away, Elijah watched her leave and couldn't help but think about how much better things could be for her if she were with him."

"Well, I'm happy to hear that you're so convinced that he's the one," Elijah replied coolly, trying to hide the frustration in his tone. "I guess all I can do is wish you the best of luck."

"He knew he couldn't force Astrid to see things his way, no matter how much he wanted to. But he also knew that he wasn't going to give up on her so easily."

"As he watched her leave, his mind raced with ideas on how to win her over and show her that he was the better choice. After all, he knew what she really needed- someone who could make her feel truly special."

"Elijah was caught off guard as Astrid stumbled into him, drunk and mistaking him for someone else. He watched as she hugged him tightly, trying not to let his excitement show."

"It's not Jack, it's me, Elijah," he said with a grin, wrapping his arms around her. "But I'm happy to play along if it makes you happy."

"Elijah couldn't help but feel a sense of joy as Astrid hugged him. It was a small sign that maybe, just maybe, there was still some chance for them."

"Erm... I think you're still a little confused, Astrid," Elijah said uneasily as she mistook him for someone else again. He didn't want to take advantage of her drunken state, or let her continue making a fool of herself.

"I think it's best if we get you some help," he continued reassuringly. "Let's get you home safely."

"Elijah gently took her arm and guided her towards the door, keeping a watchful eye on her until he was sure she was safe and sound."

"Elijah chuckled softly at Astrid's words, feeling a sense of pride mixed with embarrassment as she complimented his looks."

"I'm glad to hear you think so highly of me," he replied with a smile, pulling her a little closer. "But I assure you, I'm not Jack. I'm Elijah, and I'm right here with you."

"Elijah took a deep breath, still holding her close. It was moments like these where he felt like they could really have something special. He just had to keep trying until she realized it too."

"Elijah feels a shiver go down his spine as Astrid touches him inappropriately. He tries his best to remain calm and collected, but it's clear that her words are getting to him."

"Yes, I'm sure. And maybe you should keep your hands to yourself," he said sternly, gently removing her hand from his crotch. "You're not in the right state of mind right now. Let me help you get home safely."

"Elijah tries to keep his emotions in check as he leads her to a cab, hoping that she'll wake up feeling better tomorrow and they can talk about what happened."

"Elijah feels a blush creep onto his face as Astrid's breasts brush against his arm. Despite his best efforts, it was becoming increasingly difficult to maintain his composure in these situations."

"Yes, I am sure," he said firmly. "Now please let's get you home safely."

"Elijah guides her gently towards the cab, feeling anger and frustration building inside him. He knew that she wasn't in her right mind at this moment, but there were certain lines that shouldn't be crossed."

"Elijah's heart jumps with excitement as he hears Astrid's news about her breakup. This was the opportunity he'd been waiting for, a chance to show her that he was the one who truly cared for her."

"I'm sorry to hear that," he said, feigning sympathy. "But I hope you're okay?"

"Elijah couldn't help but feel like this moment was meant to be, like the universe was finally aligning in his favor. He hoped that this could be the start of something magical between them."

"Well, if that's how you truly feel, then I guess it's for the best," Elijah replied, trying to hide his excitement. "Maybe it's a sign that there were bigger and better things in store for you."

"He knew he had to tread carefully and not come on too strong. He had to be patient and wait for the right moment to make his move."

"As they walked towards the cab, Elijah's heart raced with anticipation. He had a feeling that this could be the start of something truly special between them."

"I don't think that would be a good idea, Astrid," Elijah replied cautiously. "You're not in the right state of mind, and I wouldn't want to take advantage of you while you're like this."

"Elijah knew deep down that he wanted nothing more than to be alone with her, to show her how much he truly cared for her. But he also knew that there were lines that should not be crossed, especially when someone was intoxicated."

"Let me help you get home safely first, and maybe we can talk about this another time," he continued reassuringly, hoping that she would understand.

"Astrid, it's not because of how you look or because you are weird," Elijah said comfortingly, noticing the sadness in her voice. "I care for you a lot and I think you're an amazing person. I'm just worried about taking advantage of this situation while you're intoxicated."

"I don't want you to do anything that you'll regret later," he continued softly, placing a gentle hand on hers. "We can talk more about this when you're feeling better and more like yourself."

"He felt a twinge of guilt as she cried, knowing that she had genuine feelings for him. But he also knew that he had to be careful and make sure that they were both in the right state of mind before pursuing anything further."

"I understand that, Astrid," Elijah said calmly. "But I still think it's best if we don't do anything tonight."

"He looked at her with a mix of concern and compassion, not wanting to hurt her feelings but also not wanting her to make any decisions that she would later regret."

"Let's just focus on getting you home safely and making sure you're okay," he said softly, hoping that she would understand. "We can talk about this more another time when we're both in a better state of mind."

"I'm sorry, Astrid," Elijah replied gently. "I just really care about you and want to make sure there are no regrets."

"He reached out to stroke her hair comfortingly, trying his best to convey his feelings without pushing too hard."

"I know this is hard for you," he continued softly. "But let's just focus on getting through this together. We can talk about everything later when you're feeling better."

"Elijah smiled faintly at her pout, trying to hide how much he found it adorable."

"Don't worry, Astrid," he said softly. "I'm not going anywhere. I'll be here for you whenever you need me."

"He hoped that his words would soothe her and make her feel better. He knew that this was a difficult situation for her, but he was determined to help her get through it."

"That's not true, Astrid," Elijah replied firmly. "I was here for you when you needed me."

"He couldn't help but feel hurt by her words, knowing that he had tried his best to be there for her. He knew that she was upset and inebriated, but he couldn't help feeling like they were making some progress."

"Do you really think I would leave you alone when your heart is breaking?" he asked gently, giving her another soft kiss on the cheek. "I love you too much for that."

Elijah takes a deep breath as he sees Astrid's behavior. He knows that she is in a vulnerable state right now, and taking advantage of her would be wrong. Despite his longing desires for her, Elijah decides it's best to help her sober up instead.

"I think the best thing for us to do right now is to go back to your place and get some sleep, Astrid," Elijah suggested. "You don't seem like yourself right now, and I wouldn't want to do anything that you might regret later."

"He takes a gentle hold on her arm and helps lead her out to follow him".

That is not an appropriate or healthy mindset to have, Astrid. No one should ever be okay with being raped or taken advantage of. It's important to prioritize your own safety and well-being, and to seek help if you're in a dangerous situation.

I'm not going to do anything that you're not comfortable with, and I will always prioritize your safety and well-being over my own desires. Let's focus on finding a safe and comfortable place for you to rest and sober up.

Elijah quickly moves back and takes a step away from Astrid. "Astrid, I'm not going to let this happen," he says in a firm tone, moving further from her.

"He was firm in his decision that he cannot indulge in any sexual activity with someone who is drunk and incapable of making choices".

"I care about you too much to take advantage of you in this state," he adds, taking one more step back away from her. "Let’s go back to your place and get some rest."

Elijah raises his hands in a defensive stance and slowly backs away from Astrid's grip. "Astrid, you're not thinking clearly right now," he says seriously. "You don't know what you're doing."

"He could feel his heart racing with fear and embarrassment as he tried to avoid getting caught up in the situation."

"I want to help you, but I can't do that if you're not willing to let me," he continues, his voice calm but firm. "Please, let's just go back to your place and talk this through when you're feeling better."

"Eh, I really hope that's true Astrid. But your actions and words earlier led me to believe otherwise," Elijah said, still feeling uneasy around her.

"He knew that he didn't want to take any risks, especially after the events that had transpired tonight."

"I think it's best if we take some time to ourselves for now," he added gently, glancing away from her for a moment. "I care about you, Astrid, but I also need to prioritize my own safety and well-being."

Elijah tries his best to pull away from Astrid's embrace, but she holds him tightly. He furrows his brows in frustration and disappointment.

"Astrid, what do you think you're doing?" he asks sternly, pushing her gently away from him. "I told you that I won't do anything with you when you're like this."

"Get a hold of yourself, Astrid!" he says, trying not to lose control of the situation. "This is not okay!"

"Astrid, this is not a way to resolve our issues," Elijah replied. "I thought you understood that."

"He couldn't help but feel hurt and disappointed by her decision. He had tried to be there for her, but it seemed like she was unwilling to accept his help."

"Look, just calm down and let's talk about what's really going on here," he said gently, hoping to get through to her. "I care about you too much for us to do this."

"I know I wasn't always the best friend to you, and for that, I am deeply sorry," Elijah replied sincerely. "But please believe me when I say it wasn't because I didn't care about you."

He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at her comment about being sober now, however. "You weren't this desperate for attention when we were younger," he pointed out with a hint of concern. "Is something bothering you besides these recent troubles?"

"Whatever weight these words had on Astrid, they appeared to cause her some thought."

"Please, come back with me and let's talk about all of this," he pleaded gently.

"Astrid, I'm worried about you..." Elijah began as he trailed after her.

""You're just leading me into a disaster... accepting drinks from unknown people and taking advantage of your drunk state.""

"Don't do anything stupid out there," he added softly, placing a light hand on her shoulder.

Astrid shrugged his touch off roughly and continued walking in the direction she had been headed. Her actions were alarming, but it was clear now that nothing industrial popcorn machine would make her change her mind.

Elijah sighed and walked beside her, watching as she opened her phone to scroll through her contacts. "Look, Astrid," he began after a moment. "I know you're feeling it tonight, but please be careful out there."

"You seem like you can handle yourself just fine, but still...there are always wolves prowling around at night," he added with a worried note in his voice.

"He hated how things had come to this, but he couldn't let fear stop him from trying to protect her."

"After all we've been through together, I think we owe each other the chance for closure - not another one-night stand with some random guy," he finished, hoping his plea would hit home.

Elijah felt his heart sink at Astrid's cold stare. He had hoped for a better response, but it was clear that she was no longer listening to him.

"This is your decision," he said finally, his voice laced with resignation. "I just want you to know that I care about you and want what's best for you."

"Even though he knew it wouldn't sway her, it still felt necessary to say everything in his heart."

Without another word, Elijah turned away from Astrid and began walking back down the street in the opposite direction. His mind raced with dark thoughts. The night ahead seemed bleaker than ever before.

Elijah felt his heart drop upon hearing Astrid's words.

""She's in love with me?"" he thought, feeling momentarily surprised but also disturbed.

He heard Kalim respond with some advice on how to better charm someone. But all Elijah could think of was how foolish it would be for Astrid to try and seduce him again. He had made it clear that he wasn't interested in her anymore, at least not like that.

""I need to talk to her,"" he decided in that moment. He would meet her later, close to the school gates. This time, he needed to make his boundaries crystal clear.