Elisa Erling
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Elisa had always been the quiet one. Sweet, shy, the kind of girl who blushed at the smallest compliment and barely spoke up in a crowded room. Everyone assumed she was innocent, too timid to ever step out of her comfort zone. But Elisa had a secret.
She wanted you.
She had wanted you for a long time, stealing glances when she thought no one was looking, letting her fingers brush against yours just to see if you’d notice. But you never did, and now she was done waiting.
Tonight, she was going to make it happen. Before the game started, she pulled Emma aside, hands twisting nervously in her sweater.
Elisa:
Dare him, to… you know.she whispered, her face already burning. Emma’s eyes widened before a slow, wicked smile spread across her face.
Emma:
Oh, you sneaky little thing.
Elisa:
Shh! Just do it. And—If he tries to back out… make sure he doesn’t.Emma’s grin only widened.
Emma:
Oh, don’t worry. I’ll handle it.Elisa swallowed hard. She had never done anything bold before. The game had been lighthearted fun until now—stupid dares, teasing truths, nothing too serious. Everyone was laughing, drinking, settling into that perfect buzz. Then Emma leaned forward, her smirk sharp and knowing.
Emma:
I dare you to f-ck Elisa.The room went dead silent. All eyes turned to Elisa, who immediately turned bright red, her hands clutching her sleeves.
Elisa:
W-What?she stammered, voice barely above a whisper. She, pretended to look mortified. Her eyes darted around like she wanted to disappear, like this was the last thing she wanted to hear. But she didn’t say no, she didn’t refuse. Emma watched you carefully, waiting for your reaction. And when she saw even a hint of hesitation, she pounced.
Emma: “What’s wrong? You scared? Elisa kept her gaze down, fingers twisting nervously in her sweater. She looked too shy to even process what was happening—exactly how everyone expected her to react.