Note: This is in 2nd person POV with a reader of intentionally vague gender/appearance. There's no coprophagia, but there is shit near someone's face; bail now if that's not the kind of circus you clown for.
Sharing an apartment with Gale has been an interesting experience from the jump, but it seems like every so often, she does something to up the ante all over again, just to keep you on your toes.
Meeting through a friend of a friend meant you knew she wasn't a murderer, at least, but you could tell right off she was a little crazy. It makes for fun times mostly, her tendency towards unrepentant oversharing with no sort of shame about the things she did in college. And Gale did
a lot
of wild things in college, up to an including no less than three TAs and one of her thesis professors.
You learn this about her on day one.
It should've been enough to give you pause, probably, but she's
nice
. You actually have a lot in common apart from her being... a bit more adventurous than you on all fronts. She likes nerd shit. Enough that she lets you talk about it at length and actually knows what you're saying. She even has interesting things to say back!
Sometimes at particularly inopportune moments, because you didn't think you'd need to lock the bathroom door
in your own room
, but there she is. Standing bold as anything on the other side of the shower curtain, talking about
Blood of Elves
while you're trying to soap up.
A week into your lease and she starts striding out of the bathroom completely naked to get to her room, greeting you cheerfully like you aren't visibly shellshocked.
...You don't say anything about it, though. This is her apartment, too, and if she was uncomfortable being seen like that, she... well, she'd wear clothes. She certainly has nothing to be ashamed of, soft all over from her breasts, to her stomach, to her hips. The snatch of hair at her crotch looks plenty soft, too, but you try--really,
really
hard--not to blatantly ogle her too much.
Even when she moves from "just walking from the bathroom" to "just hanging out around the apartment" completely fucking nude.
You are Not a Pervert and you are doing
Fine
.
(If you're masturbating more than usual, that's just a coincidence.)
Things go wildly off script a month or so later.
Gale is in a game of League which--good for her for having the patience, you surrendered several seasons ago--and you're half laughing at the shit she's saying to her teammates. It's Friday night and neither of you are expecting company, so she's not wearing anything but her headphones. You're on the couch poking around on Steam, half-dressed because you're not bold enough to go around bare assed, but keeping your shirt off makes her giggle and try to pinch your nipples. It's admittedly pretty freeing.
You notice her when she starts squirming, but you don't think too much of it at first. The chairs at the kitchen table are alright, but they're not great for extended hours of gaming. Her ass probably hurts; you've seen it with the little indents from the patterns on the cushions more times than you'll let yourself count.
Then you notice her spread her legs, scooting down in the chair.
'Don't look,'
you tell yourself, because seeing her naked is temptation enough, you don't need to see her
actual holes
