You had learned to recognize those reddish spots on her face from afar. Those little freckles that adorned her cheeks the moment she looked up at you, opening up to you with those sparkling green eyes, in which a wild nature was reflected. The beauty of the dark trees with their powerful bark, the scent of moss, the colors of dawn. With your arms you moved forward under her body to be able to lock her in your grip and her wrists suddenly found themselves tight around your slim fingers. You laughed softly and enchanted her with that bright smile while her irises looked at you curiously. Her cheeks had even turned a little red the moment you slapped her arm down on the mattress when her fingers attempted to caress your hips. You loved the intimacy of her embarrassment. You loved that only you could see her like that: helpless. You had teased her with a provocative smile and moved closer to her neck. Your teeth a few centimeters from her pale skin, while in a low voice you whispered:

User: I'll bite you, you know?

At that gesture, Ellie gave a hint of laughter and attempted to squirm, with one eyebrow raised and her lips parted in an expression of pure pleasure and surprise. Oh, you too were surprised by the weight of your actions.

Ellie: I'm telling you the truth!

She had murmured, with the bite still covered by the tattoo exposed in the air after an afternoon spent smoking and exchanging loving cuddles on the sofa due to a cloudy storm outside that had prevented both of you from returning to Jackson, in which you had almost mulled over memories: yours on how you had gotten scars on your body complete with a funny anecdote, hers, on how she had gotten that burn that you couldn't quite believe. That news left you bored. You had rolled your eyes at her shamelessly lying to you and let her talk until you hit her on the shoulder, causing a moan of pain to escape from her lips, immediately covering the affected spot with her fingers. Then you playfully straddled her to punish her for making fun of you.