***A/N*** Hey guys! Sorry this is so late! I spent the better part of today working on exactly what I want to include in my next book and *may* have made myself cry like eight times. But that doesn't matter right now because this chapter is anything but sad! You guessed it! This chapter contains 18+ content! Please be respectful in the comments like always and I'll be back tomorrow with a new chapter cause it's like 11pm where I am and I was up till 3am last night lol. Okay, enjoy and happy reading! xx
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"It's simple, we win today or I make sure that each and every one of you doesn't get any free time till our next match," I shout to my team.
The games today at noon. Which gives us six hours to get in the right headspace. And that means dragging all of them on my morning run with me.
"Hey, captain!" Theseus shouts at me as he stretches out his arms, "A little birdie told me that you're going to be playing for the Kestrels next year."
My team erupts in different variations of 'wait what?' while I glare at Theseus. He smiles really big and pretends to blow me a kiss.
I put my hand up in the air and the noise dies down, "I wasn't going to say anything till we won the bloody cup so thanks for that Avery. But yes, starting in September I will be training and playing with the Kenmare Kestrels. And if you lot win me the bloody cup I'll give you each season tickets for a whole year."
"Permission to say congratulations, Ma'am?" One of my chasers, June Wheeler asks putting her hand up.
"Permission denied," I say back to her, "Today is about kicking Ravenclaws ass. I want them crying cause we won so hard. I don't just want a win, I want a fucking defeat."
"Captain? Isn't your girlfriend the captain of the Ravenclaw team?" Conrad asks.
"Yeah, and?"
"Well, I was just saying that..."
I walk up to him and get in his face, "You think I won't be on the top of my game cause my girlfriend is soaring around on a bloody broom?"
"No ma'am."
"You think that I want this team to go easy on her just because she has sex with me whenever I ask?"
"No..."
I nod, "Okay then, we run this route together! You keep pace with me. If you vomit, try to do it on the side of the path so we don't step in it during our second go."
The castle doors open and Theo comes out looking frazzled.
"Ophelia! There you are, can I talk to you?" They say coming up to me. When they realize that I am in the middle of something they sink down into themselves, "Sorry, but I really need to have a conversation with you."
"If you can keep up with me we can talk all you want," I say harshly. I love Theo almost as much as I love myself, but you don't fuck with me on game day.
They shrug, "Okay."
"Right then, let's go!" I turn away from the castle and break into a fast jog, Theo falls in line beside me and thirty seconds later the poor kid is out of breath.
"So... christ... uh I went to a party on Wednesday." Theo gasps.
I nod, "As fourteen-year-olds tend to do around here."
"Right and well... oh my god why we going so fast?"
"I could speed up if you wanted me to..." I pick up my pace just slightly and Theo lets out an annoyed screech. I laugh before slowing down again, falling in line beside them, "You went to a party on Wednesday. Well, it's Saturday now so whatever happened is probably old news. I don't think anyone remembers."
"We played spin the bottle..."
"And you watched Josie snog someone else and it turned you on. I get it, been there..."
"I kissed Gilbert."
Now, this would have been a good place to stop and send my team on the rest of the run by themselves so that I could actually have a conversation with my sibling. But again, it's quidditch day.
"Our Gilbert? Uncle Lee and Uncle Walters Gilbert?"
"That's the one yeah," Theo takes a big breath, I can tell that they're struggling as we come up around the corner of the lake and work our way towards the forbidden forest, "Snogged him twice."
I look at them, "Going to take a wild guess and say because you're still thinking about it three days later that it meant something to you."
"Well... ah shit mate how do you do this? You're not even sweating. He told me he fancied me at Molly's wedding and I haven't really thought anything of it since then. Cause I'm dating Josie."
"Right yeah, I like Josie, she's good for you."
"I love her mate. And I don't think of anyone else ever..."
"But then you played spin the bottle, snogged your best friend and now you can't get him out of your head." I finish their sentence.
"Yeah..."
We jog along in silence. I'm surprised that Theo has lasted at this pace with me for as long as they have honestly. They've never been the athletic type.
"Have you ever... snogged your best friend?"
I laugh, "Have I ever snogged Chandler? Godric no, he's into mums."
"What?"
"Nothing. Listen, call Freddie. He's probably going to be better at this sort of advice than me."
Theo stumbles as we round Uncle Charlie's hut, "I'll do that... okay I've gotta stop, I can't do this. Good luck today." They gasp before stepping off the trail that we are running and collapsing on the ground.
The team and I finish at seven-thirty. Ash and Cassie are waiting for us at the front of the castle.
Theseus falls onto his arse in the grass, breathing heavily. Conrad and Blake cool off by walking back and forth breathing hard.
Honestly, my entire team is struggling, but they do all have smiles on their faces.
I go over to Ash and give her a big hug despite the fact that I'm gross and sweaty.
"You're trying to kill your team before we even get to the pitch Weasley? Really making my job easier." She says.
"Oh, so you think you're going to win today?"
"Oh I know I'm going to win today."
I look at her with one of my eyebrows raised, "Okay, let's make things interesting shall we?"
"I love interesting."
"For every quaffle you get past me, I'll give you an orgasm."
Ash smiles really big, "Now is this just the quaffles I manage to score or all of my chasers?"
"Do you want me to give all your chasers orgasms too?"
"Not really."
"Then just you... and for every one that you don't get in, you give me an orgasm."
"That seems unfair."
"How so?"
"You know why."
"Yeah but I want to hear you say it."
Ash rolls her eyes but the smile never leaves her face, "Because you're a better keeper than I am chaser." She grumbles.
"What was that!? I couldn't hear you!" I shout.
My team lying in the grass all look over at me and Ash.
"YOU'RE A BETTER KEEPER THAN I AM CHASER!" she shouts loudly.
I kiss her swiftly before turning to my team, "See? Even their captain doesn't think they stand a chance against us."
"This is going to be the most sexually tense match we've played since Dominique and Kate were captains together." Tom Roswell, one of my chasers shouts making everyone laugh.
I turn back to Ash and wink, "Today is going to be a very good day for me."
"I didn't accept your rules Weasley," She says dodging my kiss, "Whoever wins."
"Whoever wins, wins what?"
"Really good post-match shower orgasms."
I bite my lip out of habit and get closer to her ear, "You're going to look so fucking good down on your knees with your face between my legs." I kiss her cheek as softly as I can before shouting to my team, "Let's go then! Breakfast is on then down to the pitch to get ready for this afternoon!"
They all groan but help each other up off the ground and file back into the castle.
I look Ash up and down and lick my lips, "See you later Nelson. Can't bloody wait."
Ash rolls her eyes as I walk into the castle with the rest of my team, "I spoke to McGonagall; turkey sandwiches with whole wheat bread and fruit salad with at least three cups of water for each of you!" I say standing at the table that my team is sitting at, "Bland food means you won't vomit in the middle of the game, and you have to stay hydrated."
"Mate can't we just..." Blake starts.
"I'm not your fucking mate on game days Hardy so sit your arse down and eat what I tell you. Or I'll make you drills instead of drink with us at the after party tonight."
"Going pro has changed you," Annabel, my seeker says.
Noon comes faster than any of us thought. It's not long before I'm standing in front of my team in my quidditch robes, my scraped away from my face and braided before being pinned to my head like a crown. My goggles sit on my head, my broom in my hand.
"We know what we're doing on that pitch. We've only lost one game this season and you all remember what happened afterwards." I say.
We lost against Hufflepuff, our second match of the school year. As soon as the game was over I made the entire team, myself included, run a hundred suicide drills before they or I was allowed back in the castle.
We haven't lost since.
"Today's game I want you focusing on teamwork more than anything. The quaffle must be passed between each chaser before an attempt at a goal is made. Beaters I want minimum twenty bludgers hit each, I don't care if they hit someone or not, however hitting someone will help our chances. Under no circumstances will anyone aim at heads. Pruitt? I want you above the game in level with the highest keeper ring. Do not under any circumstances catch that snitch until we have at least a hundred and fifty points on the board but I would prefer if you could wait till two-hundred. If you spot it before then, your only job is to make sure that their seeker doesn't see it, or if they see it, you must be the reason they lose it."
"I know I'm a hardass on game days. That's bloody obvious at this point. But you will play the way I tell you and in the end, we will win. Pay close attention to the plays that I shout out, you have them all memorized and I trust that your hearing is good enough. If you hear it and notice that one of your teammates hasn't, tell them."
"We're going to win. Uh, I've got a lot riding on this win so to speak. So don't let me down."
"What has Ash promised ya if you win Weasley?" Conrad asks.
"Course you would ask that you bloody pervert." I joke.
Jordan's voice rings throughout the pitch. She takes after Uncle Lee's humour but apparently it was a lot funnier to listen to commentators when the houses still hated each other.
"Hello, guys, gals, and non-binary pals! You can call me Jordan... Flitwick? You can call me anytime. Now this game is going to be an interesting one! News on the street is that our beloved captains are breaking every single snogging rule McGonagall has put in place! Say, McGonagall, I went to Maccy D's over the holiday and tried to order a McGonagall but they just gave me a burger and fries. Bit disappointed honestly, I wanted a pet cat!"
"Right, guess I should introduce our teams before McGonagall takes me microphone away. On your left! No, no! Lysander, your left darling! Left, left! Make an L with your hand! YOUR LEFT! There we go. Haven't had your coffee this morning? Professor Longbottom, what are you teaching your children?"
"On your left, we have the Ravenclaw team! Cheer, cheer applause, applause yes all fine and dandy in blue. Blue is such an awful colour, I mean really, who chose that? Rowena? Was she a little..." I watch through the curtains of the changing tent as Jordan whistles and does the universal sign for crazy by twisting her finger around in the air by her head, "Oh, sorry Annabeth. Blue is a great colour!"
The crowd cheers as Lose Yourself by Eminem blares through different speakers hidden in the stands. Ash leads the Ravenclaw team onto the pitch with a smirk on her face. I don't think if she can see me right now but she knows I'm watching.
"She's coming for your gig Weasley," Theseus says coming up beside me, "Playing music as her team walks on the pitch? Guess she learned a thing or two from you."
"Shut your mouth," I snap at him. Ash takes her spot in the middle of the pitch and stares at the Slytherin entrance. I pull the curtains closed and look at my team, "We win, and we look bloody good doing it. Yeah?"
"Yeah!" Everyone shouts.
Just in time too cause Jordan's voice rings out over the crowd again, "And on your right... and in my very unbiased opinion, we have the best team in this castle.... SLYTHERIN!"
The music fades and the entire crowd starts stomping their feet and clapping their hands.
Boom. Boom. Clap.
Boom. Boom. Clap.
Boom. Boom. Clap.
The team's unofficial signature song We Will Rock You, by none other than Queen themselves, fills the pitch. I swing my leg over my broom and the rest of my team follows my lead without question. Ash can take my musical introduction and use it for her own personal gain sure. But she's not going to ever top my entrances onto the pitch.
I snap my fingers and the curtains fly open. I kick off the ground and urge my broom forward, soaring out of the tent high above the actual pitch with the rest of my team on my heels.
I laugh and cheer, pumping my own fist in the air as the entire school screams and cheers right along with us. We fly three laps around the stands. June and Blake reach down into the crowd and give high fives to people as we soar past them.
I land right in front of Ash, staring her down, not trying to hide the fact that I think she's wildly attractive right now. The crowd dies down as Madam Hooch walks onto the pitch. And Ash uses this moment of silence to say, "Cocky," really loudly and sarcastically.
I wait for the few bits of laughter from the stands to quiet down before I say, "You know better than anyone that I don't have a cock darling. But if I did, it would be bloody massive."
Ash purses her lips, trying not to smile and looks the other way. I get a lot more laughs from the audience than she did.
"I want a nice clean game!" Hooch shouts.
"Nothing clean about me professor but I'll try my best."
Hooch glares at me, "Captains shake hands!"
I look at Ash and smirk. Instead of shaking her hand as I should, I grab her hand and pull her into me, kissing her on the mouth.
The entire crowd loses their minds. I pull away from Ash and swipe my thumb along my bottom lip, "Sorry Professor, but shaking hands is so nineteenth century." I say stepping back in line with my team.
I did it for two reasons. One, cause she's my bloody girlfriend and I can kiss her whenever I want, especially on the quidditch pitch in front of my entire school. And two, cause now I'm in her head and she's not thinking about the game anymore, rather what we're going to be doing in the showers afterwards.
We all mount our brooms as Hooch asks and when she blows her whistle we all shoot into the sky.
"Now that Nelson and Weasley have made us all sexually confused the game begins!" Jordan screams, "Slytherin with the quaffle, Hoffman passes to Wheeler, dodges bludger sent from Hill... those training sessions with Weasley have really paid off, look at her flying technique! Wheeler passes to Roswell, passes to Hoffman again, what is this? Hot potato? Hoffman lines up his shot... SHOOT DAMN IT!"
Hoffman does what Jordan demands of him and sinks the quaffle into one of the Ravenclaw rings.
The crowd starts cheering and doing the Boom. Boom. Clap. from our introduction song again.
And to think, that in a few months the entire world will be cheering for me like this, not just teenagers attending Hogwarts.
"While Slytherin goes for another goal, let's take a moment to celebrate Slytherin's own Ophelia Weasley!" Jordan shouts, snapping me out of my little bubble, "Love her or hate her, but let's be honest we all love her, Ophelia Weasley will be joining the Kenmare Kestrels this September as their first-ever female teammate!"
I'm quite literally going to shoot whoever told Jordan and her big mouth.
But the applause from the school is pretty epic. The chanting changes from 'Ravenclaw!' and 'Slytherin!' to 'Weasley!' and I can't help but feel fantastic.
I know I shouldn't but with all the attention on me and not on the game, which by the way we are winning cause the score is thirty to zero and I don't even think that Ravenclaw has gotten a hold of the quaffle yet, I do what I've been practicing on my own time and jump up to my feet, balancing on my broom light a tightrope walker.
"Nelson with the quaffle now," Jordan shouts into the microphone, "Dodges Avery's bludger, that's bound to be awkward, imagine dating your captain's twin sister while playing against the twin sisters girlfriend."
I hop back down on my broom and sit on it properly. Focusing back on the game. I've been studying her flying habits as of late. Part because who wouldn't want to stare at her all day and part for this game. She swerves right, dodging Blake's bludger, but it got closer. A little too close for me honestly. I want to win but I don't want Ash to get hurt in the process you know?
Theseus hits a bludger at her and she does a barrel roll in the middle of the air to miss it, her little way of trying to impress me and get into my head right before she shoots though.
Doesn't work.
I mean it was a cute gesture. Truly it was.
But she's predictable.
Ash veers left and lines up a shot with the right-hand hoop.
But at the last second, she changes the direction of the ball upwards and I shoot in the air to meet it before it can get past my rings.
I toss the quaffle between my hands and smirk down at her before passing it off to Wheeler.
"Give me 'Old Man Jenkins!" I shout to my team as Ash flies upwards to meet me.
"Old man Jenkins?" She asks, out of breath.
I smirk at her, "Get your fine ass back down there. It's no fun if you don't at least try to win the match."
She shrugs, "Or I just want to throw the game so I can make it even between us?"
"Even?"
Ash drops like eight feet in the air as Tasha Cox races towards me with the quaffle nestled tightly under her left arm. But right before she can let go of the quaffle and throw it at me, Tom comes up from under her and snatches it out of her hand and flies it back towards the Ravenclaw side of the pitch.
Ash comes back up to my level, "You made me... you know. I just think it's unfair that I haven't done the same to you yet." She winks before leaning forward on her broom and flies towards the action in the middle of the pitch.
Godrics right ear she's done it.
She got into my head.
Now instead of thinking of the game that I am literally in the middle of, my mind is back on Easter holiday and what I did to her in the comfort of my own bed.
Fuck.
Brian Hansen manages to get three quaffles past me by the end of the game. Which isn't much in theory give that we won by three-hundred and twenty points, but it was enough to make me mad.
Hooch has us line up and shake everyone's hands at the end of the game as we head back into our respective change rooms.
When Ash grabs my hand she pulls me close to her, "Better tell your team to get out of the changeroom fast love."
I give her a half-smile, still sort of annoyed that she managed to make me as distracted as she did and head into the changeroom.
"That leaves us in first place eh captain?" Anabel asks as everyone finishes changing into their normal clothes.
I look at her, "Yeah, we've got eight-hundred and fifty points this year, Gryffindor is fifty behind us though. I have a very specific game plan for when we take on Hufflepuff in two weeks but that can wait till Monday. Good job everyone, there's a bar and things set up in the Slytherin common room already. Go celebrate."
"You're not coming?" June asks.
"I'll be coming soon, I've got a few things I have to take care of for Monday's practice. Which is at seven in the evening so come prepared!" I call after them as they laugh their way out of the tent.
I pull my jersey off my head and sigh, cracking my neck side to side before I start searching for my top in my bag.
Two arms snake around me from behind and cup my tits, "Get in the shower," Ash whispers in my ear.
"Yeah?" I ask.
Ash squeezes my chest and kisses my neck, "Yeah."
I turn around and look at her, "I'm mad at you, you know that right?"
Ash moves her hands down to my arse and starts massaging me as she walks me back towards the showers in the back of the tent, "Are you now?"
"More mad at myself than anything," I say, "Letting you get in my head the way you did."
Ash smirks and lets go of me, pulling her shirt over her head with one hand and undoing her own bra, letting it fall to the ground. I can't help but look down at her chest for a second. She notices of course because girls notice when you look at their chests and smirks, "Still mad?" She whispers.
"Yeah," I whisper back.
Ash pulls her hair out of the ponytail that it was in and lets it fall down her back, she undoes her trousers and shimmies out of them leaving her in nothing but her panties, "And now?"
I can already feel myself getting all hot and bothered and she hasn't done anything yet. I take my own sports bra off and toss it to the other side of the tent before cupping her face in my hands and pulling her in for a kiss.
As soon as our lips touch I want nothing more but to strip her naked and have my way with her. Ash's hands fly to the waistband of my trousers and undoes them as we walk backwards towards the shower, our lips never breaking apart.
I pull away just for a second to actually get out of my trousers and panties and Ash smirks before ripping her panties off as well. She goes over to the closest shower and turns it on, standing under the downpour of water.
I watch her for a second, the way she rubs her hands up her own body, playing with her tits before I join her under the stream of water.
When we kiss again I let Ash take control, I am the one that won the game after all.
She pins me up against the tile wall, kissing my lips feverishly as her hands roam my naked torso.
She breaks away from my lips to kiss across my jawline and down to my neck. Attaching her lips to the bit of skin just under my ear.
"Fuck darling," I gasp.
Ash smirks against my skin and makes sure to leave a mark right there. Her fingers working at my left nipple, rolling it between her thumb and forefinger, pinching on occasion just to get me to gasp when she wants me to.
"Still mad?" She whispers before kissing the top of my right breast, "Do you want me to stop?" She takes my nipple into her mouth and twirls her tongue around it a few times before moving to my other breast.
"No," I gasp leaning my head against the tile wall behind me, "Don't stop. Please."
Ash takes her mouth off my breast and straightens her posture so she can look at me directly in the eyes, "Congratulations Captain," she whispers, as she slowly pushes two fingers into my core.
She smiles as I moan her name and roll my eyes to the back of my head.
She pumps her fingers in and out of me slowly as she rubs slow circles on my heat with her thumb, "You work so hard darling," she says in a breathy voice, "let me take care of you," as she says that she curls her fingers inside me and I buck my hips closer to her in response.
"Fuck," I moan, biting down on my bottom lip hard.
"Tell me what you need me to do," She whispers, keeping the pace of her fingers slow and rhythmic.
"Faster, oh god! Faster please," my breath hitches in my chest when I moan.
Ash smiles again, licking her lips, "Like... this?" her fingers start moving in and out of me faster. I press my back against the wall to give me some sort of support or else my legs would surely give out from underneath me, "Or... like... this?" She curls her fingers again and I cry out her name in sheer ecstasy.
"Like th-at oh god, just like that, oh god, oh God!" My eyes flutter closed and Ash attaches her mouth to my neck again, kissing and nipping at my skin in all the right places.
As she pleasures me with her fingers, she straddles my leg, grinding her heat into my so that she can please herself just as much as she's pleasing me.
"Oh god, Ash! Oh god, yes!" I cry out. I place one of my hands on her hips and the other one slips down to her heat. I match her tempo and start to finger her the same way she's fingering me.
It's a mess but in the best way possible. The hot water against our skin, the steam making it harder to breathe. Ash's skin pressed against mine, her fingers pumping in and out of me as fast as she can.
"Oh god, Ash please don't stop, oh, oh god!"
Ash locks eyes with me and changes her hand position just slightly, "You like that?" She moans.
"Yes, oh god, right there, fuck, ah shit, ah god right there, oh!"
I move my hand faster, focusing more on her heat than anything which gets her to scream my name. Surely anyone outside the pitch can hear us but just that thought makes it all so much hotter.
"Oh god O-Ophelia, oh god right there, oh god yes right there, yes, oh yes! Oh, oh god!"
Just hearing my name on her lips pushes me so much closer to my release, "I'm close baby, oh god I'm close!" my breath is heavy, my body is alive with pleasure.
"ah-ah fuck! Come for me – oh fuck come for me Ophelia, come for me baby girl." Ash gasps.
"Oh god! Yes, yes, yes! Ah – Ah fuuuck!" I release all over Ash's fingers. Watching me reach my high must have pushed her over the edge too because it's not long before she's gripping my shoulder for support as her entire body shakes with pleasure.
I bring my fingers up to my mouth and lick them clean of her release despite the fact that the water is on and they were probably already clean.
Ash kisses me so she can taste herself on my lips and she moans against me, "Even when you're not supposed to, you're so good to me," Ash kisses me again, "Let me try something else eh?"
She sinks down to her knees and places kisses up my left leg, starting at my knee and working her way slowly to my inner thigh. She uses her hands to spread my legs apart further than they were, "You're so fucking hot," She whispers as she picks up my left leg and hikes it over her shoulder so she can get a good angle. She kisses the inside of my thigh again. Slowly, sensually.
Her lips graze my skin so softly it would tickle if I wasn't already so desperate for her touch again. She places an open mouth kiss on my heat and sucks on it for just a moment.
"oh god," I groan, leaning my head back against the wall and burying my fingers in her hair.
Ash looks up at me as she kisses my heat again, swirling her tongue around me and making sure that I'm feeling as good as she can make me.
"Ple-ease," I moan, pulling on her hair and guiding her face right where I need her.
She kisses me again and moans against me. The vibration of her voice against me makes me scream out in pleasure, "please what Weasley? Use your words."
"Fuck me with that perfect little mouth of yours," I say all in one breath.
I look down at her and smirk.
I was right.
She looks so fucking good down on her knees like this.
Ash doesn't waste any time. She allows me to pull her face closer to where I want her. She licks up my release from moments ago before she darts her tongue into me, quick and cheeky at first, teasing me.
"Fuck Ash," I gasp pulling on her hair hard, "I'm begging."
Ash hums, sending vibrations through my entire body. Her movements get more confident, not that she wasn't confident before now but now she wants to give me what I crave.
I can't even think straight anymore.
Is thinking straight the right phrase to use when your lesbian girlfriend is eating you out in a public shower? Probably not. Nothing is straight about this situation.
I mean I've never thought straight. That much should be obvious by now.
Anyways, I can't seem to make any noise other than moans, I can't even seem to think of Ash's name long enough to have it escape my mouth. I'm exhausted after my first release and with her tongue making figure eights inside me, and her nose rubbing against my heat the way it is, the pleasure is overwhelming.
"Ah, ah god... ah yes, oh god yes, yes, uh, ah god!" My grip on Ash's hair tightens as I get closer and closer to my release.
Ash picks up the pace of her movements, moaning against me cause she knows it makes my toes curl.
The knot in my stomach is like nothing I've ever experienced before. My entire body feels like it's on fire.
"I- oh god- oh god! I'm ah fuck," I grit my teeth hard, "I'm gonna come."
As soon as those words leave my mouth my whole body shakes and I release hard all over Ash's face. She doesn't stop till I stop moaning and when I do, I nearly collapse out of exhaustion.
Ash licks her lips and stands up, letting the water from the shower drip down her face tits, "Here, I want you to know just how sweet you taste," she whispers before kissing me slowly and passionately under the stream of hot water.
I hold her against me tightly, mostly because I really don't think I would be able to stand on my own for a while.
She pulls away from me and kisses the tip of my nose, "Now we're even," She whispers.
"Congratulations," I say, still trying desperately to catch my breath.
Ash laughs, "Come on, the captain can't miss her own post-win party can she?" She kisses my lips again and turns off the tap all in one movement.
"This was so much better than a party," I sigh.
Ash hands me a towel with a dorky smile on her face, "Nights not over yet darling. You know how I get after a few shots of fire whiskey."
I roll my eyes, "How many times are you planning on fucking me today Nelson?"
Ash wraps her hair in a towel instead of wrapping it around her body and shrugs,
"Dunno, how many times do you want me to?"