"What do you think?"
"Whoa, uhm…who are you going to where this for?" Clare asked Alli over the phone as she looked at Alli's facebook picture of her in a very provocative dress.
She sighed. "Unfortunately no one. But don't I look great?" She gushed and Clare rolled her eyes. Her best friend was so bubbly.
"You look very…busty." Clare said, giggling.
"So maybe I put a few enhancers in my bra, where's the harm?" Alli said, laughing. "But just for the record, I'm a C cup all by myself." She bragged and Clare laughed.
"Good for you." Clare looked down at her own chest. Although she wasn't as well endowed as some other girls at Degrassi, she'd never been that subconscious.
She smiled to herself, recalling the memory of the picnic where Eli had seen her in just her bra. He'd said she was beautiful. Then again, that bra was padded…
Clare's thoughts were interrupted by Alli.
"Well I have to go before my parents disown me." Alli huffed. "Talk to you later."
"See ya." Clare said, hanging up.
Only two seconds later she received a text from Eli to come over for dinner. She happily agreed.

-

"Your mother is a great cook." Clare said as her and Eli walked into his room.
"Yeah." He said, and sat down on his bed. "So what do you want to do?"
Clare looked around; they hadn't worked on his room in a while.
"Maybe go through some things?" Clare made sure that she didn't specifically mention that they'd be throwing things out.
Eli made a face.
"And afterwards…" Clare said, trailing off as she walked over to Eli, and kissed him on the lips. She ran her tongue over the edge of his lip and he moaned quietly.
"Fine." He said when she pulled away.
They started with the usual assortment of crap, like old newspapers and popcorn buckets, but they eventually came across things that actually could be kept.
It was then that Clare found the bra.
It was light purple with black polka dots on it, and she noticed that the size was 40D.
Julia was a 40D…Clare tried to not let that make her feel uncomfortable.
Eli's face was burning red as she handed the bra to him.
"I'm sorry Clare."
"It's okay." She said. "I have to accept that I'm not the only girl that's ever been in your life."
Eli looked at her sadly, took a deep breath, and then put the bra in one of the trash bags.
"Well you're the only girl that matters to me right now." He said, looking her in the eyes.
Her eyes widened. "Eli, you don't have to get rid of it. I mean, if it means something…"
"It doesn't. Not anymore." He said, and kissed her forehead. "You're the only one Clare."
She blushed and wrapped her arms around him, burrowing her face into his chest.
"Thank you. I love you." She whispered against his heart beat.
"I love you too." He murmured, kissing her on the head.
"Well, I think we've done enough work for today." She said, moving the boxes off of the bed.
Eli smiled and leaned in for a kiss. Their tongues intertwined immediately and Eli crushed his lips into hers, trying for as much passion as he could get.
Clare reached her hands down to the hem of his tee shirt and he put his arms up, allowing her to slide it over his head.
She massaged his chest planes and his muscles tightened at her touch.
He moaned and picked her up into his lap. He moved his hands downward until he was groping her ass, his other hand clutching her own.
Clare was caught off guard by the touch but didn't fight it.
Eli moved his hands up to her shirt and started working on the buttons.
"Is this okay?" He asked.
She nodded, but felt increasingly subconscious as he slowly removed her shirt.
He looked her in the eyes, smiling, but she looked away and put her arms over her chest.
Eli's smile faded and he turned Clare's face back towards him, his eyes searching hers.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." She said, not fooling him.
"I'm sorry, you didn't want to take your shirt off. Here." He said, jumping to conclusions and handing it to her. "I'm sorry Clare, I thought you were okay with it since you were at the picnic, please forgive me." He said, truly contrite.
"No, no it's not that. I'm just…embarrassed that I'm not impressive."
"What?" Eli asked, confused.
Clare sighed. "My body is nothing special. I'm a B cup. Alli's a C; I noticed from the bra that Julia was a D. My body won't impress you." She said sadly, and it just about broke Eli's heart.
"Clare. That is NOT true. Your body is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. More beautiful than any girl at Degrassi, any girl in any magazine. Your hair is the perfect color, your eyes capture me and leave me speechless, and your skin is as soft as porcelain. Plus you just have this strong, yet innocent and sweet look about you. You're like an angel Clare, angelically beautiful."
She sniffled and looked up at him, trying to see if he meant it or not. "Really?"
"Absolutely." Eli said, pulling her into a hug. "I would never pressure you to share your body with me, but if you did I would be so honored at the privilege. You are gorgeous, inside and out, and I don't deserve you."
"Oh Eli!" Clare gushed and attacked his neck with kisses. "You certainly know how to flatter a girl." Clare blushed and looked Eli in the eyes, beaming. He beamed right back at her.
"I'm simply telling the truth." He replied, and pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Clare blushed a deeper shade; she had never been given a compliment quite as meaningful as this.
"Promise me you'll never be subconscious about your beautiful body again." Eli whispered into her ear.
"I promise." Clare murmured, and she could feel Eli smirk against her ear. "Good." He growled as he slid his tongue inside her ear, tracing the cartilage with the tip of his tongue.
"Ohh." Clare moaned, caught off guard by the tingling sensation of Eli's warm tongue on her skin. He pushed his tongue in farther and she squirmed.
He mistook her movements as ones of discomfort, and pulled away.
Clare turned to face him. "Don't pull away." She whispered and started playing with his fingers.
"I thought you were uncomfortable." He said.
"Look Eli, if I ever feel uncomfortable, I'll say so. You don't have to be so afraid to push the boundaries." She said slyly and then blushed at how seductive she sounded.
Eli put his finger under her chin and lifted her face to his, gently kissing her.
"Okay. Just don't be afraid to tell me when to stop. Or you know, you could make the first move sometimes." He said, smirking.
And for some reason that gave Clare the courage she needed.
She pulled away from him and propped herself up on her knees. She reached behind her back and undid the clasp of her bra, and began slowly sliding the straps down her shoulders.
"Clare, what are you doing?" Eli asked, but they both knew from the boner in his pants that he knew very well what she was doing.
"Making the first move." She said quietly, and completely removed the bra.
Clare looked at Eli's face to see his reaction.
He couldn't keep his eyes up for the life of him. Clare flushed red but let him look because she trusted him.
Eventually she couldn't handle it anymore, she flung her arms over her chest.
"Say something!" She said, breaking Eli's trance. He blinked a few times and then cracked a horny smile. "You so lied about being a B." He said.
Clare looked down in disappointment. "They're even smaller than that? Damn it I'm sorry-.."
"Clare, no that's not what I meant at all!" Eli exclaimed. "What I mean is…"
He trailed off and Clare looked at him expectantly. "What?"
"I can't say this without sounding like a total pervert…but your breasts are amazing."
Clare grinned at this compliment, even if it was a little blunt.
"Really?" She moved her arms away from her chest and Eli took the opportunity to grab her hands.
"Yes. Clare, why won't you believe that you're beautiful?" He asked bewildered.
She shrugged. "I don't know. Because…no one's ever seen me before I guess. And I'm just not the…sexy type."
Eli snorted. "Clare Edwards, me and…" He looked down at his crotch and eyed Clare knowingly. "My member would have to disagree. You are very, VERY sexy."
"I am not. I'm just an innocent little saint that doesn't know the first thing about how to be sexually appealing."
"Lies!" Eli exclaimed. "Clare, your innocence is part of your beauty. It makes you astounding and irresistible to me…and as much as I value your purity, you can't imagine how many dirty fantasies I've imagined between us." He said, bluntly, but she needed to know the truth.
"Mr. Goldsworthy, that's rather bold of you." She said, grinning playfully.
"Maybe, but it doesn't change the fact that you're beautiful, sexy, gorgeous, pretty, amazing…every good adjective in the dictionary."
"You're not so bad yourself." She murmured, and her eyes watered up at his shower of compliments. "Thank you."
Eli leaned in to kiss her, pressing his naked chest up against hers. They both shivered as goose bumps appeared on their bare skin.
Clare pulled away and looked Eli in the eyes, taking his hands in her own.
"Eli, put your hands on me." She said quietly.
"You're sure?" He asked, praying with all his heart (and crotch) that the answer would be yes.
As an answer, she placed his hands on her naked chest. A tingling sensation shot through her and she inhaled sharply.
"Relax." Eli whispered, kissing her softly on the cheek. "Don't be nervous, I'll do nothing but make you feel good."
"You already have." She murmured.
He smiled. "Just tell me if you want me to stop." She nodded and Eli slowly lowered Clare onto his pillows. He cupped her breasts and began to grope her, gently at first. He traced the shape of her nipple with his fingers and it hardened at his touch. Clare was gasping for breath. "Eli.." She moaned. He kissed her softly on the lips and then began kissing down her neck, leaving a sloppy trail.
He had his tongue at the opening of his lips and he ran it over her skin, loving the taste and the smell of her perfume.
He lowered his lips to her cleavage and planted a series of wet kisses in between her breasts. Clare was beginning to lose control and the sounds she made aroused Eli more than anything. He placed one hand on one breast gently and groped it as he moved his lips to the other. He kissed it softly, then began licking it, and finally engulfed her nipple in his mouth. He sucked on it and Clare moaned uncontrollably, her hands rubbing his shoulders as he swirled his tongue around the bud.
"Oh Eli…" She buried her face in his hair. He removed his hands and Clare frowned slightly at the loss. He smirked.
"Can't get enough, eh Edwards?" He asked, smiling.
She bit her lip, completely smitten with him.
She began to smile a wide, happy smile and Eli gave her an inquisitive look. "Yes?" He asked, smirking at her sudden burst of joy.
"Eli, you've seen and touched my breasts…and I'm okay with it. I'm not uncomfortable at all. I feel like my body is…just as much yours as it is mine." She said quietly, looking down at her hands.
"Aww." He murmured and wrapped his arms around Clare, his hands lightly resting on her chest. She leaned back onto his own chest and he kissed the top of her hair.
"I am so glad that you trust me. I promise I will never betray it." Eli vowed.
Clare turned her head to look up at him. "I know. And that's why I trust you in the first place. I love you."
"I love you too beautiful." He said, meaning it more than anything.
Clare nuzzled her head into his neck and thought about what it would be like to truly give herself to Eli…
Maybe she'd be ready sooner than she thought.