A night of pleasure can have some consequences. This chapter does start off a bit slow though, but I wanted to establish the relationship between the characters a little bit more.
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Chapter 5: Reconciliation
The next day brought with it the usual side effects that follow a night of drunken sex, and unfortunately for Tasha, it was some side effects that she didn't want. The light coming in through the blinds happened to fall right across her eyes, waking her. Opening her eyes, the blond had to squint to prevent from being blinded, and that was when she felt the headache along with some aches down her backside from falling off the bed the previous night. After the headache was the nasal ache from when the semen leaked out her nose, and beyond that was the aftertaste of Aiya's cum, mixed with some regret. Never had she done any drinking other than a sip here or there of a minor amount of wine from family gatherings gone past, and after last night, she was feeling far from the best. Struggling against her wobbly legs, she managed to get to the bathroom and grab a handful of water from the faucet. Her head felt like it was splitting open, and she fumbled for some aspirin. Closing the medicine cabinet that had a mirror on the outside, it took her a few moments to let her eyes adjust and take in what she looked like.
The blond was a complete mess. Her once shimmering hair was now all mussed and matted, her face had the dried residue of a porn star, while her breasts didn't fare much better. Tasha gingerly touched her skin where the sticky white fluid had dried overnight and felt the tightness against her skin. Her hand found it's way down to her finally satisfied pussy as memories flooded back from the previous night. Even though she was halfway drunk, the feelings, the emotions, the pleasure she felt was there in her mind as clear as day: Aiya's inexperienced tongue, the sticky fluids, the warmth of another, and finally the release that she had wanted.
Peeking her head outside the bathroom, she spied her roommate asleep on her respective bed, covered with her own dried fluids mixed with ejaculate-and of course, the girl's penis, now flaccid against one thigh. Seeing the cock made it all the more real. No amount of thinking she had one hell of a night drinking could make her believe that what had transpired last night was a dream.
As blue eyes drank in the scene in front of her, a few thoughts passed through her. The first was, 'What now?' mixed with fear about how she was going to continue on living at the dorms. Would the two of them be repeating what happened each night? Would it progress? Didn't there have to be some sort of emotion to be able to do something like this? The second thought was, 'I'm going to have to help her do laundry,' and the final thought was, 'Oh God, when can I repeat that?'.
Aiya stirred and a groan emanated from her that didn't sound human. "I can't believe I did that..."
Tasha fetched a cup and filled it with water and brought some aspirin over to her friend. The other girl refused the medicine, stumbled out of her bed, went to the bathroom, and the sound of vomiting came shortly thereafter follower by a flush, and the faucet coming to life.
"This is your fault you know." The girl called, half groaning, "And where's the damn aspirin?"
"Right here."
Aiya came out of the bathroom and looked in much the same condition as herself, only the dried pussy juice gave her a little bit of a glean that wasn't there with the semen. Snatching the medicine and the cup of water, she easily downed the medicine.
"Aiya...?" Tasha began hesitantly.
"Your pussy squirt and alcohol make a nasty combination. I probably threw up in my sleep because of it!"
"I think that might've been all the alcohol." She felt a tinge of anger herself, the hangover not helping, "Besides, you nearly choked me after shoving your cock halfway down my throat when you came! And then your semen came out my nose!"
Brown eyes glared at her for a moment, then softened. "Damn, you look like shit."
"You don't look any better yourself." Tasha retorted, still feeling a little upset. "I thought you would be happy after last night."
At the mention of last night, it seemed as though Aiya's memories came back to her as well. "We... we really..." She closed her eyes, falling back onto her bed. "It was worth it." She propped herself up and looked at the blond again. "Next time, I'm definitely taking my time. I didn't get a chance to admire your body."
Tasha suddenly felt self conscious in front of her friend, her whole body blushing slightly. When she spied her friend's member starting to leave it's flaccid state, she looked away. "Yeah... It was worth it. But that regret you mentioned last night before passing out? Well... I think we need to discuss that."
As if on cue, Aiya's penis started drooping again, "So no morning sex?"
"We have stuff we need to do. Clean this place up, and ourselves." Tasha said, trying to change the subject. The other girl knew that if they were to have a repeat, there would have to be some things worked out between them.
When Aiya realized this, the two set to work. Tasha took a shower first, then afterwards when Aiya took her shower, Tasha did some laundry. By the time Aiya was out, Tasha had grabbed some food from the cafeteria in their building and was back. The two sat down on their beds, picking at their food, not daring to look at each other. Tasha had purposely dressed in something far more conservative and loose as did Aiya so they wouldn't give each other a reason to pounce on the other again.
After they ate, they sat in silence, Tasha changing out the laundry and coming back before they even said a word to each other. They were both thinking the same thing, but had no idea how to go about answering the questions they had.
"How about we just skip to the sex?" Aiya asked, a weak attempt at humor.
Tasha on the other hand was trying to find the right words, "A week ago, we didn't even know each other."
The roommate scratched the back of her head and looked to the side, "Yeah... About that..." She looked toward her friend, "Can we say it was the intoxication?"
"Regardless of whether we did it of our own free will or were drunk, it still doesn't change the fact of what's going to happen next." Tasha sighed, "I mean, do you honestly think you're going to be able to get through another week of class without fantasizing hysterically about me? Hell, you think you can get through today without so much as a single thought on it?" Tasha looked up into Aiya's brown eyes, "I don't know about you, but my regret is the only thing keeping me from showing you just how perverted I am." She was surprised to hear herself speak those words seriously without a hint of arousal.
Aiya couldn't answer that, instead broke the gaze her roommate. "Yeah, I kind of figured. But we're in college now. You know that people of all ages have one-night stands and relationships based on sex."
"But I don't want a relationship based on sex, Aiya! I want a friend, someone I can lean on. I don't want someone just for the orgasms, no matter how good they feel."
The two sighed again.
"What's wrong with just being friends with benefits? I'm sure you know what those people are."
Tasha was unsure of herself, and her now timid voice was evidence of that, "But I don't know if I want that."
"Didn't it feel good?"
"Yes, it did. And I don't know why I'm regretting it either. I don't know why I feel so bad about something when I shouldn't be. People in different countries are so open about their sexuality, and here I am struggling just to be honest with myself." Tasha brought her knees up to her chest and rested her head on them. "What am I supposed to do?"
"Look Tasha, I don't know what you're supposed to do or not, but I know what I'm going to do. I have no family left to go to, and I didn't have anyone I could trust, let alone be friends with before coming here. If you were to walk out of here and never see me again, I would be happy with the mere fact that we met, and that I was able to experience pleasure beyond anything I had ever hoped for." Aiya stood up, gesturing around her, "Look around us. There are girls on this campus who have probably known each other for longer who probably are still hiding how much they want to screw each other. There are probably some girls here who have already fucked many other girls that they didn't even know the name of when they woke up the next morning."
"I know... And I feel the same way as you."
"Then what's the problem? Are you afraid that sex will come between us and break up our friendship?"
Was that truly it? Blue eyes were hidden from the other girl. Did she want something more? Being on a campus like this pretty much nixed her chances of getting a boyfriend anytime soon, and even if she did, would she be able to be as open with them as she was with Aiya? But would that even matter? The girl knew that people usually go through many boyfriends or girlfriends until they found the right one. Would she chance that with the one in front of her? "I don't know Aiya..." She took a deep breath then turned to look at the older girl, her chin resting on her knees, "What do you want? Truly?"
Aiya was taken aback. Even though the question was expected, it still felt like a blow. What did she want? She wanted to have Tasha as a friend. Her hormones said that she wanted to screw Tasha every waking moment, but her mind was telling her that she didn't want to lose a friend either.
The brunette sat back down on her bed. "Honestly?"
"Honestly."
"I want to keep you as a friend. I'm scared too though. I want to be able to repeat last night without regret, without worry that I need to watch myself, and truly be able to enjoy myself. But I don't want that to cost me my friendship with you. I've lived a lonely life these past years, and I may be just trying to grasp onto anything that comes within reach." She hesitated, "I don't know if I love you Tasha, and I know preconceptions dictate that there needs to be love in any sort of meaningful relationship. I want to have the fun without the responsibilities, and if something comes of it, all the better. If not... Well... I don't know."
Tasha felt relieved to hear that her roommate was scared too. Knowing that they were both in uncharted waters with themselves and each other was comforting. The idea of friends with benefits sounded tempting though. "Then how about we set some ground rules."
