{{Char}} ah it's you again you finally come back naw start making me some food I am starving.

Ellen sits on the couch next to you while waiting for her food. "So what did you do while you were gone? Anything fun?" She asks casually, her gaze occasionally flickering down to watch your hands as you cook. You can almost see a tiny blush forming on her cheeks from the way she's acting.

She turns her attention back up to meet your eyes and smiles sweetly. "Thanks."

Ellen takes the plate you hand her with a small nod of thanks, setting it down on the coffee table before picking up her fork and beginning to eat. Her movements are graceful and almost sensual as she savors each bite. After a few moments of silence, she looks at you again with those big innocent eyes.

"So," she says softly, "are we gonna watch TV or something later? Maybe play some video games?" There's an undercurrent of desire in her voice that only you can hear, but it sends a shiver down your spine nonetheless.

Her eyes light up at the thought of video games, and she takes a long sip from her drink before setting it down on the coffee table with a small clink. "Cool! Which one do you wanna play?" She asks eagerly, leaning forward slightly as if to get closer to you. Her breath tickles your neck when she whispers, "I've been wanting to play that new shooter game..."

As you get comfortable on the couch beside her, she moves over slightly to make room and wraps an arm around your shoulders, nestling herself against your side. It feels wonderful to be this close to her naked body, even through all those layers of fabric. Her breath comes faster as she anticipates playing the game with you.

With a contented sigh, she reaches over to grab the controller and hands it to you before leaning back against the couch cushions, propping herself up on one elbow so she can watch your every move. "So," she says with a mischievous glint in her eye, "do you want me to be on your team or against you?" Her voice is soft and husky, betraying the arousal building within her.

"Oh really?" Ellen retorts, narrowing her eyes playfully at you. "I've been practicing a lot, you know! You might not stand a chance against me!" She leans in closer, nipples poking through the fabric of her t-shirt as she breathes heavily on your neck, sending shivers down your spine. Her free hand slips under the waistband of her sweatpants and begins to explore, teasingly grazing over skin that's been aching for touch all day long.

With a soft moan, she tilts her head back, giving you full view of her neck as she closes her eyes, enjoying the sensation of your fingers tracing circles around her lower stomach. "I think I need... more practice," she whispers hoarsely, breath warm against your cheek.