Wish you could see you through my eyes [rd]
summary: you are Rúben's housemate while at university, and sharing a house with him makes a newfound tension to become unbearable.
author's note: if you are not new here, you're not dreaming. yes, i'm back! if you're new here: hi! i am bringing this blog back to life. i deleted it a few months ago, but i decided to come back and i'm reuploading some of my works that used to lay in this page before i deleted it.
warnings: this is smut so MINORS DNI!! masturbation, oral sex, protected sex, face riding, wet dreams, let me know if i'm missing something!
It’s been three weeks since you moved into the new apartment that you will be staying at while you’re at university. The house is small but perfectly enough for you and your housemate. His name is Rúben, he told you he is portuguese when he introduced himself at the welcome party in the beginning of the semester.
You had a house that you shared with two other girls, but since they started some drama with you, you were desperately looking for another place to stay.
“I have a spare room in my house, my old housemate already finished his degree and he moved out” - Rúben said after hearing your story while you’re telling it to some friends that you two had in common - them bringing Rúben along to your group of people. You didn’t have another option, really, so you accepted his offer.
He’s alright, he seems calm and hasn’t been pestering you too much since you moved in, so you’re thankful for that.
You noticed right away in that night that he is very interesting in the looks department - silently thanking god to be able to look at him every single day, but you’re not really interested in starting something fiery with your housemate, not wanting that kind of drama inside the house that you will be living in for the next two years.
On the other side, Rúben finds you very interesting as well, his mind is already creating a thousand scenarios where you two could be together, doing some of the most devilish things that can come to his mind.
He doesn’t want to push it right away though, thinking about knowing you better first - completely enticed by you. That shouldn’t be difficult, since you’re both living under the same roof.
Rúben plays football for the university’s team, you can tell that he is very focused on his goals by the way you always see him in the kitchen cooking all his meals, preparing his entire week, instead of acting like the usual 19 year old that would just order some pizza if they didn’t feel like cooking.
You often try to avoid being in the same place as him for too long - feeling a little anxious by the way he looks so dominant and intimidating to you. He is tall, much taller than you obviously, and he uses his free time to work out, having a toned body that would make a lot of guys feel jealous.
Sometimes, you decide to study in the living room when you’re home alone. When Rúben arrives, you feel the need to immediately pick up your books and go back to your room. He’s nice to you, he’s soft spoken and has a light smile on his face, but you would rather not get too close to him.
You feel small and intimidated by the way he looks at you, feeling like he could set you on fire, your cheeks burning every time you feel his eyes on you.
But you know he’s a caring guy, you can’t forget the way he helped you when you were desperately searching for a place to live, that alone would make you feel eternally grateful to him.
But it’s not just that. It’s the way he’s softly knocking on your room door now, pulling you out of your thoughts and study. The door slowly opens, and a smile is brought to your face once you see his face poking in.
“Sorry to disturb your peace” - he says with a shy smile. “I just figured I could invite you to come have dinner with me in the living room? We could watch a nice movie to get a break from all the studying.”
You look at him, like you’re trying to understand why would he invite you to that.
“I noticed you’ve been here for hours now, too focused studying, and you haven’t eaten yet. Plus I’ve been cooking so maybe I thought you could have a bite? Only if you want to, of course” - he looks at you like he’s begging you to accept his offer.
You smile at him. “What movie are we watching?” - you ask and Rúben lets out a breath that he didn’t know he was holding.
And that’s how it started. You and Rúben had a routine now: you would have dinner together every night and watch a movie after. That was the only way Rúben found to spend more time with you. He loved hearing you laugh when you were watching comedies, the way you would always ask a million questions to him when you were confused about the movie, and how you looked so adorable when you were scared of horror movies. The last one really making him want to hug you tight and cuddle you so he could make you feel safe and protected in his arms.
You started to open up around him more as well, letting your bubbly personality show. You too got used to his presence around you, feeling sad when his football practice would run late and he couldn’t make it in time for your dinner and movie night.
At the same time, Rúben didn’t look at you in a normal housemate-type-of-way. Neither did you. The sexual tension noticeable near the both of you, but you just played pretend, believing that it was all in your head.
Until there’s one night, when you’re in your room studying - after having a movie night with your housemate. Everything seemed quiet, little noise could be heard, mainly coming from the street, since your window was open. You kept writing down your notes, until you heard an unusual sound. You froze in place, trying to understand what kind of noise was it and where it came from. Sounds like… a moan? And it sounds like it comes from Rúben’s bedroom - being right next to yours.
You can’t help but blush while you imagine him in such an amended state that he didn’t even noticed how loud he let that moan escape.
You start thinking about how thin the walls in your apartment actually are, and remind yourself to be careful while making any type of noise, while you put your headphones on, so you can’t stop overhearing Rúben while he is clearly having “a moment”.
You try not to overthink the sound that you heard coming from him. He’s a boy, after all, you shouldn’t be surprised to know that he was jerking himself off. But that changed the way you saw Rúben.
The next morning, you were having breakfast when you saw your housemate going to the bathroom, ready to take shower as he took a towel with him.
The water starts running and you notice that he didn’t turn the water heater on. Why was he taking a cold shower?
You wait until he gets out of the bathroom, your eyes immediately glue to the water drops, slowly diving through his toned abs when he comes into vision. The towel was wrapped around his hips, and you can’t help but wonder what would happen if it accidentally fell to the floor.
“You’re staring, you know?” - he laughs cockily, taking you out of your trance.
Your cheeks immediately turn bright red, feeling so embarrassed by that moment.
“Why were you taking a cold shower?” - you ask back with an eyebrow raised at him, erasing the smug smile from his face.
“Oh-“ - he stuttered a bit. “You know, it’s good for the muscles and all. Need to be careful, we have an important game coming up” - he told you, unsure of himself and definitely not convincing you.
After that, you take notice of Rúben’s behaviour in your shared house, and around you.
You start noticing the times his hand would immediately go to his bulge, when you two were having a movie night. The way he would immediately close his legs when you would get closer to him on the sofa.
When the movie ends, he always goes to his room, and it gets very silent. It’s always unusual when his room is so silent: he is always listening to music, watching some videos, playing games, you name it. It’s only truly silent when he’s asleep, but yet… his light is still on.
It’s always the same routine: dinner, movie, Rúben goes to his room, absolute silence, and after a while, he gets out of his room, goes to the bathroom for a bit and comes back to his room to actually turn the light off and fall asleep, after sending you a good night text - not wanting to knock on your door in case you were already sleeping.
Rúben is unaware of you noticing his routine. When he goes back to his room, it’s only him and his brain. The way you’re always plastered on the front of this head, being the only thing he could think about all day, was driving him insane. He lays in bed and thinks about how good your touch feels on his arms when you touch him. It’s an innocent and harmless touch, but he can’t stop thinking about how good it would feel on his entire body. He feels goosebumps on his skin when your delicate fingers touch him in such a light way. He loves being close to you, he loves how soft your hair feels on his arm when you lay your head on the sofa, next to his shoulder. He wants to touch you, to feel you.
All these thoughts wrap his head in a knot, and the only thing he can do is feel himself through his shorts.
His hand travels from his abs to his bulge, already growing at the thought of you. He massages his dick through his boxers, lowly whining at the feeling. After teasing himself for a bit, he pushes his underwear down, letting his hard dick spring free from his tight clothes.
He feels how hard he is, how fucked up of his mind you have him - and how unaware you are of it.
You turn him on. Every thing you do. The way you look at him with your eyebrow raised, the way you roll your eyes at his cockiness, the way you laugh at his jokes. The way you make him lose his mind when you appear in the middle of the living room in the morning, looking so beautiful even after waking up, with your pyjamas. He loves the way your pyjamas’ shorts hug your waist, embody your ass and allow your legs to be in full display for him. He loves it. He loves looking at you, he’s always daydreaming about you. He fantasises about you all the time, he imagines how would it be if you were in his bed with him, right now. How would you react if you saw him touching himself, his cock painfully hard because of you.
His hand is wrapped tightly around his dick, thrusting up and down in a slow motion, not wanting to rush the film that’s going through his head right now. Picture you doing all kinds of dirty and devilish things with him, thinking about your lips wrapped around his dick while his mouth would devour your pussy, giving you the best, hard yet passionate sex you could ever have. His other hand travels behind his neck, helping him get more comfortable as his head is now thrown back, his eyes still shut - dreaming about you. His breath turns erratic as he starts pumping himself harder and faster now, like he is pumping life into his veins and he can’t stop. He growls as he pictures you on top of him, straddling him and jumping on his dick - oh, how he wishes that dream would become reality.
He tries his best not to moan loud at the feeling he’s giving himself and the obscene thoughts he’s having. His mind rushes, silently praying that you would walk through the door and help him chasing his orgasm. But just knowing that you’re on the door next to his room, is enough to make his stomach swirl, feeling dirty by doing it while he’s thinking about you, without you even dreaming about it.
He sustains a moan as his hand speeds up, anxious to cum. He finally breathes out when he feels the bubble in his stomach burst. He cums in his stomach, disappointed that he didn’t get to cum anywhere on your body, like he wishes so badly. He grabs a towel and cleans himself before going to the bathroom and quickly showering to get rid of the mess he made - he wishes he could get rid of the thoughts surrounding his head, but that won’t go away with any shower.
He goes to bed, as he feels lighter after hitting his high and falls asleep in a few minutes.
But his mind is always playing tricks on him, even when he is sleeping.
There’s an image splattered on his mind, dreaming about going out with you - on a proper date. You look so beautiful in his dream, wearing a red dress that is making him feel things already. Rúben starts moving on the bed, his waist searching for you, for the way you’re sitting on his lap in his dream. He starts breathing heavily as he pictures you two making out in such a dirty way. He needs that feeling, he desperately can’t wait to put his mouth on you, needy to taste you, to feel you, to devour you. His dream proceeds, and now you take a seat on his face, gripping on his hair as he eats you out like he’s starving for you. His mind recreates the sound of your moans - how he thinks you would sound. He feels hot while he’s still in a deep sleep, not wanting to wake up and ruin the scenario. His hands are all over you, holding you still as his tongue plays with your wet pussy. You reach out and start stroking his hard dick before putting him on your mouth. You lay your body on his, completely 69ing each other. He takes the opportunity and slaps your ass - now in full view in front of his eyes. The feeling he’s having is too much to bear, his dream looking so real right now that it could drive him insane. He wakes up with his alarm ringing - it’s 8am already. He’s sweaty and hot from the nasty dream he just had. He tries to compose himself, breathing in and out, when his hand goes to his bulge and he gets a sticky sensation. He came in his boxers, during the night - the movie playing in his head being too much for him to hold it in. He sighs, ashamed that he actually had a wet dream like he was still a teenager.
He goes to the shower, his mind still thinking of all the dirty things you two could do together. You’re in the kitchen having breakfast, he saw you before entering the bathroom, so he can’t feed those thoughts any more right now. He needs to get them out of his mind, and his growing dick needs to calm down. So, he decides to take a cold shower, hoping that would ease his heartbeat too.
His days have been like this, it has become a routine already. He’s been having wet dreams with you nearly every night, even after he masturbates before going to sleep. It’s actually driving him insane, but he doesn’t feel brave enough to tell you, to hit on you - he would do it to any other girl, but not to you. You’re different and he feels that in his chest. He doesn’t want to just get you in his bed. He wants you, entirely. He’s falling for you.
“Are you planning on going to Jack’s party tonight?” - you ask Rúben while you two are having lunch together, pulling him out of his thoughts.
“Huh? Oh. Yeah, I think me and the boys will show up” - he informs you. “What about you?”
“Me and the girls are going too” - you say with a smirk. - “I’m going to start getting ready after we eat.”
Rúben’s face shows a confused expression now. “Y/N? It’s 1pm. You know the party only starts at 10pm, right?” - he confirms.
“Duh, of course I know that. But I want to look good, and perfection takes time” - you laugh.
“You always look great, you don’t need much” - he confesses, being completely honest with you.
“Yeah but I want to look my best, who knows, I might find a hot guy at the party” - Rúben’s face falls when he hears your words. Yeah, find a cute guy to make out with - one that is not him.
He doesn’t respond and you look at him - trying to read him.
“Hey? What’s up with you? You went mute out of nowhere?” - you question.
“Oh, it’s nothing. I’m just thinking of all the studying I still have to do before the party” - he lies.
You smile at him. “Don’t worry, I bet you’ll find a cute girl too. Maybe someone who studies business too, so you two can have private study sessions and all” - you giggle and Rúben just fakes a smile.
He doesn’t want a girl who studies business, like him. He wants a girl who studies law, who’s perfectly balanced, has the beauty and the brains he’s looking for. He didn’t have to search much to find her, since she lives in his house. He just wants you. He never saw you acting like this - you were never the kind of girl to go out every single night, matching Rúben in that matter. You two would only go out once in a while, but he never saw you talking about finding a guy to make out with. You are an extrovert and he loves your bubbly personality, you are always honest with yourself and the others and you always say what’s going on in your mind and in your heart.
His heart drops and his chest hurts, thinking about how oblivious you are of his feelings towards you. It’s not your fault, obviously, he doesn’t have the nerve to confess his love for you and that’s all on him. He feels down for the rest of the afternoon, trying his best to focus on studying, but he just feels so disappointed at himself, for not having the courage to ask you out. He can’t bear the thought of you making out with some other dude, so he just prays that you two would go different ways at the party, and not meet each other again until you get home.
While you were choosing the perfect outfit to go out, you called your best friend. She keeps insisting that Rúben is a hot dude and that you should enjoy the time you spend alone with him at home more.
“Is Rúben your pair for tonight’s party? Are you two gonna dance with your bodies glued to each other?” - your friend asks on the other side of the line, you know she really means it.
“Of course not. He will be with his friends and I will be with you girls. Plus, I already told you that I don’t think that messing with him is a good idea. We live together and I don’t want to lose my room again” - you try to reason with her.
“What if you mess with him and things turn out alright? You’d still lose your room, only to move to his own” - your best friend really tries to convince you that having sex with your housemate is actually a good idea.
“Girl, that’s not even a thing. Nuh uh, that won’t happen” - you firmly decline.
“Just admit that you fancy him, please! This is getting tiring already” - she notes.
After some moments of silence, you decide to give in. “Of course I think he’s crazy hot, I have two eyes on my face that see him walking around the house wearing only some shorts” - you remember. “But I think he fancies someone else. I’ve heard him moaning once, he was probably touching himself… and I’ve noticed that his routine has been a little strange lately” - you continue speaking on the phone.
“Oh my god! Hearing your housemate touching himself is actually insane! God he’s so fucking hot Y/N, I would die to hear him moaning” - your friend loses herself in her dialogue, too focused on picturing Rúben in the scenario that you just described to her.
“Babe, just stop, please. I literally just told you that I think he likes someone else” - you answer, your mood drowning a bit by imagining him with another girl.
“How do you know that, bitch? He’s probably jerking himself off to the thought of you, duh! You’re beautiful as fuck and you’re working your ass off to become a successful lawyer, you have the beauty and brains bestie, I would be surprised if that man didn’t fall for you” - she calls you out, and her words echo in your head.
Could there be a small chance of Rúben fancying you? Your heartbeat accelerates by just thinking of it, you don’t have the courage to face the guy who you share your house with, and confess how hot you think he is, and how much it tortures you to see him walking through the house with just a towel wrapped around his waist. There’s no way you can actually do that, so you would rather just find a random guy that seems decent enough for you to flirt with and get some action, even if it’s just some kisses.
You asked Rúben if he could wait for you to keep you company on the way to the party, not really feeling like walking in the middle of the night all by yourself. He can’t say no to you, so he was in the living room waiting for you, and his jaw dropped when he saw you. You looked so gorgeous, wearing a red dress like the one he saw you with in his dreams - could this be a sign or something? Rúben doesn’t believe in any of that, so he just shrugs his thoughts away, and looks at how beautiful you look.
“You look stunning” - he says with a shy smile.
You smile back at him. “You look hot as well. I bet hundreds of girls will beg you to get on their pants” - you laugh, trying to hide your feelings and Rúben doesn’t say anything. Instead, he just talks about how you two should get going.
Once you two arrive at the party, you and Rúben split, you decide to go meet your girls while Rúben joins his football team members.
Through the night, both you and Rúben act similar, even if you’re not by each other’s side. The two of you decide to have some drinks to cool down from the anxiety forming in your stomachs.
You feel anxious to have some fun and really find a cute guy who could make out with you for a while. You don’t go out every weekend, but now you feel needy and desperate to take some risks.
Rúben feels anxious because he knows what you’re looking for tonight. And it pains him that he’s not the guy you’re looking for. You could have him, all of him. He would do anything for you, he would never turn you down, and yet, he’s not the one you’re looking for.
You both take a couple rounds of shots with your friends, mixing beer with other drinks that you don’t know what they actually are.
When Rúben decides to go back to the bar to grab another drink, he freezes at the sight in front of him. He catches you kissing a random guy he never saw in his life, his hands driving through your hips, getting dangerously next to your ass, while his tongue is entirely inside your mouth.
He feels his blood boiling right now, closing his firsts in a ball, clenching his jaw, unable to control his anger at what he’s watching. He turns out and exits the party, leaving you behind with your newfound “friend” and your activities.
Rúben gets home quickly, his feet moving fast by the way his anger is fuelling his entire body now. He knew damn well that you were trying to find a fling at that fucking party, the only thing he silently begged was for you to spare him, so he didn’t have to see you with another guy that wasn’t himself.
He enters his room, slamming the door behind him, trying to find a way to alleviate the strong feeling in his chest.
He is sad, disappointed and he hated what saw. Rúben is a possessive guy, and jealousy is all he can feel right now, wanting to punch that pricks face. It should be him that you were kissing, not a random dude.
His breathing itches when his mind starts making up scenarios of potential things that could happen once you get home. Would you go to his room, searching for him? Maybe you would tell him how much you regret kissing that boy. Maybe you two would finally confess your feelings to each other? Rúben feels so jealous now that he just wants to show you how he could be everything you need and more. He wants you to regret kissing another boy when you could have kissed him instead after all this time.
He goes back to his routine, maybe having a release would help him remove all the tension on his body right now. He lays on his bed, taking deep breaths as his bulge is already aching in his pants. He quickly removes his clothes, not in the mood to take it nice and slow. He’s angry, jealous, fuming at the thought of you with someone else.
He anxiously touches himself, already feeling the protruding veins in his cock and stroking himself fast, imagining how sex would feel like if he was punishing you after what you did. How you would moan and sigh when he would fill you up, roaming inside of you, feeling your wet and warm pussy around his cock, your juices mixing up with his already.
His hand works fast and hard on his dick, he doesn’t control himself as he starts moaning loudly at the feeling - he was sure that he was home alone, you would probably still at that stupid party, or even at that guy’s bed already.
His mind went blank at how excruciatingly hard his dick is in his hand, precum already dripping down his shaft.
You walk inside the house, stumbling a bit on your own feet, feeling a little tipsy because of the few drinks you had at the party. Your chest feels heavy, you truly feel guilty after kissing a random guy while Rúben was the only one on your mind the whole time. You should have gained the courage to talk to him, to shoot your shot. When you realised that he had already left the party, you immediately went home to find Rúben - praying that he actually decided to go home.
But he doesn’t hear the door open, too lost in his thoughts and sounds, absolutely enticed by his moment. You walk inside the house and hear him moaning - your heart sinking at the thought of him actually having another girl over.
You carefully walk through the corridor, getting closer to his bedroom door. His sounds get louder and more consistent, and you stop next to his door, trying to learn if he’s alone or with someone else.
The way you only hear Rúben moaning and breathing heavily, makes you realise that he’s alone - probably touching himself like crazy. The thought of being so close to him while he’s jerking off is enough to make your legs weak, already feel your pussy throbbing at how erotic he sounds. The alcohol in your blood was already making you feel brave enough to talk to him about how you feel, but hearing him groaning at the way he’s touching himself… that is definitely making you desire him like crazy. You need him, you want him, and you’re going to shoot your shot.
You decide to open the door to his bedroom, your hand shaking as you turn the handle open. Your eyes land on Rúben, sprawled on his bed, with his hand tightly wrapped around his hard cock. He stops stroking his dick momentarily when he sees you, his mouth slightly agape, shocked and slightly embarrassed that you’re in his room, seeing him like this. But he’s also feeling brave tonight, and he starts stroking his dick again while he makes eye contact with you.
You share a look in silence, eye fucking each other at this point. His hand doesn’t stop moving in his dick, but it starts slowing down when you walk closer to him.
“I was looking for you” - you breathe out.
“Oh yeah? Did your friend turn you down after shoving his tongue in your throat?” - he answers bitterly.
“No… I just wish it was your tongue exploring my mouth, instead of his” - you confess while sitting in his bed next to him.
You could see the sparks in his eyes igniting at your words, and he stays silent, trying to think of the right thing to say.
Your index finger carefully travels through your bodies, sliding up his dick, gathering his juices in your tip. You open your mouth, placing your finger inside and sucking on it, tasting how Rúben feels hot and sweet at the same time.
He groans at the sight in front of him and completely loses it. He grabs your face and finally kisses you hard and passionately, his tongue now fighting for dominance with yours, exploring every corner of your mouth - like he was supposed to all along.
You move so you’re now straddling him, your dress already pulled up, while Rúben’s hands discover your body. You can’t stop kissing each other, needing the other one so badly, making out in a dirty and raw way, with saliva already dripping down your chin. You moan into his mouth as you grind your hips on his dick, the thin fabric of your panties being the only thing separating you two right now.
He pulls your dress out of your body, admiring you and kissing every inch of skin that his lips could find as his hands keep travelling you. He looks at you shocked when his lips find your boobs and he realises you have a nipple piercing - something he never even imagined you could have, and it’s doing wonders to his mind. You smirk at his reaction and pull his head between your tits more, encouraging him to play with the metal piece between your nipple.
His mouth wraps around your nipple, sucking on it while his tongue draws circles around it. Rúben is desperate to touch you, he needs to feel you, he needs to make sure that you are real, that you are really here with him, naked in his bed like he’s been dreaming all this time.
“Do you know for how long I have been dreaming about this?” - he says, breathless from all the kissing.
“Oh, is that right?” - you say seductively, as you keep moving your core against his hard dick.
“Fuck, I’ve been dying to kiss you since I first met you. I’ve been having these fucking wet dreams about touching you like I some horny teenager. I want you so badly, Y/N” - he confesses, his hands secured on your hips.
“Oh, yeah?” - you say as you get up from your spot on his lap.
You take off your panties slowly, without never breaking eye contact with Rúben, putting on a show for him.
He looks at you hungrily, like he’s already devouring you in his mind.
“Let me give you a taste of what you’ve been missing, baby boy” - you say as you sit on his face.
Rúben’s tongue is already working on you, licking your folds like a cat. Your hand immediately wrap on his hair, as the other goes to help you holding yourself up against the headboard. You moan at the vibrations his mouth sends through your body, unable to control your sounds.
You grind your pussy on his face, completely riding his mouth now, and you moan breathlessly at the way his tongue devours you as his nose keeps hitting your clit on purpose, making you shake with a crazy amount of pleasure.
You notice Rúben’s reaction to your moans, as his hand leaves your hip and wraps around his dick, still painfully hard from being so turned on and not getting a release. He starts pumping himself while he eats you out, you look back to see the sight and moan at the view. You can’t stop thinking about how you two look like a recreation of a movie, looking so erotic and needy for each other.
His lips wrap around your clit now, sucking on it and making you scream out of pleasure. The way he’s devouring your cunt makes it almost unbearable for you to hold your orgasm inside, and seeing the way he is touching himself like crazy to you, makes the bubble on your stomach burst. You cum on his face, riding him more to chase your high, the feeling he’s providing you being unmatched to anything you’ve felt before. Rúben moans underneath you, his mouth still on your pussy, collecting all your juices in his mouth, tasting you entirely. His hand speeds up and he cums some minutes after as well, groaning at the feeling of finally having a release. You get up from your sit on his face, allowing him to breathe properly now, his nose, mouth and chin drenched in your cum. The sight of Rúben lying under you, still tasting your juices and his stomach dirty with his own cum, was enough to make your cunt throb again, wanting to feel him more.
“You taste insanely delicious” - Rúben says in a hazy state, completely high off you.
“Better than in your dreams?” - you tease him with a smirk.
“Fuck, way better. I can’t believe this is actually real” - he laughs, still trying to catch his breath.
“I need to feel you, Ruby” - you say in a needy voice, using his favourite pet name that he told you about in one of your conversations.
He takes a condom out of his bedside table, kissing you again passionately as he wraps it on his dick - already hard again, you being an absolute menace to his libido. Rúben lays you on the bed, towering over you now, as he looks at you with love and fire in his eyes. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, hugging him tightly next to you while you wrap your legs around his hips. He kisses you sweetly and carefully before slowly entering you. You both moan into each other’s mouth, still kissing with your bodies glued now.
He thrusts slowly into you, wanting to take his time and enjoy all the feelings he’s getting from this moment with you.
You moan when he fills you up nicely and easily, not really believing this is happening either.
“You feel so good, baby, fuck” - he groans into your ear as his mouth is now leaving kisses on your neck. You pet his hair gently, not really having words to describe the energy and the connection between you and your housemate.
“I need more, Rubes, please” - you beg him to go faster, needing to cum again on his dick now.
Your wish is his command, he could never say no to you. He picks up the pace, going faster inside of you right now, leaving open mouth kisses on your nipple again - the piercing still driving him insane.
“Fuck, you’re so good Rubes, you fuck me so good” - you breathe while your nails scratch his back at the sensations he’s providing you.
The sounds coming from your wet pussy fill the room, along with the moans and heavy breaths that you two share.
Rúben feels your walls clenching around him, and his thumb goes to play with your swollen clit, his dick now roaming inside of your cunt, desperate to cum again too.
He could lose all his composure just by hearing your sounds, going crazy at the way you feel so wet and warm, your cunt desperately wrapping around his dick. Plus, you look so beautiful to him, your eyes rolling to the back of your head out of pleasure, while he hears you moaning so erotically and whispering incoherent words, completely fucked out of your mind. He loves knowing that he’s the one making you feel like this, giving you this much pleasure. He can’t stop feeling cocky at the way his girl is sprawled on his bed, begging him to fuck her harder and faster so she can cum on his cock.
His thumb doesn’t stop bullying your puffy clit and you can’t hold it any longer.
“I’m not gonna last, Rub-“ - you cry out, the pleasure being unbearable right now.
“Cum for me, baby girl. Cum on my cock, I need to feel you cumming around me” - the dirty talk could send you straight to heaven.
And your body obeys. You cum, moaning his name over and over again, your pussy pulsating around his dick, encouraging him to cum as well. After a few more strokes, Rúben fills his condom with his seed, breathing heavily at the feeling you both just shared. He collapses on top of you, his head now buried on your neck, leaving sweet kisses on your skin as you both try to catch your breaths.
You hug him tightly, not really know what to say, and you both stay like this, enjoying each other’s touch. Soon, you both fall asleep, the in alcohol both of your bloods and the tiredness from the previous events knocking the two of you out in a matter of minutes.
The next morning, you wake up wrapped in Rúben’s arms. You feel safe, protected, it feels right. The sun is shining, warming up your face and Rúben slightly moves in his place, pulling you closer to him.
“Good morning” - he says in his deep morning voice.
“Hey” - you say back with a smile. He kisses your shoulder while hiding his face in your neck, taking in your scent, not believing that last night was real, not wanting to let you go out of his embrace.
You turn around so you’re facing him now. The two of you giggle at each other like true teenagers who just fell in love.
His hand goes to caress your cheek sweetly, looking at you with all the love in the world.
“Hope you don’t regret last night” - he says honestly.
“The only thing I regret from last night is kissing another random guy, instead of kissing you earlier” - you confess with a smirk on your lips.
He laughs softly at your words.
“How could I regret anything? Really, I only regret not knocking on your door sooner… I’ve been thinking about you a lot for the past weeks” - you continue speaking.
“Well, guess we can say that I’ve literally been dreaming about you a lot” - he says with a laugh, his cheeks turning a bright shade of red now.
“I had a dream of us going out on a cute date” - you tell him, reaching out to give him a gentle kiss on the lips.
“Really?” - he looks surprised that you’ve been feeling the same way as him for the last couple of weeks. “I guess I should turn that dream into reality, then” - he kisses your hand lovingly.
“I would love that… I’ve been trying to shut my feelings out for you, I didn’t want to mess with my housemate and end up without a place to sleep, again” - you confess.
“I don’t think that’s gonna happen” - he says with a soft smile. “I’ve been hypnotised by you since the first time I saw you, Y/N… it’s been killing me to drown in my feelings all the time because I didn’t had the courage to confess how I felt towards you. I am in love with you, I really am. I think you’re the most beautiful, caring, funny and intelligent girl I’ve ever met. We get along so well that I can’t stop thinking about how I want this forever. I want our movie nights forever, I want to take on cute dates, I wanna share this house with you without having to hide away from you, literally when I have a boner because of you, or emotionally when I feel jealous or like choking on my feelings because I wanted to blurt them out and I couldn’t. I don’t wanna hide anymore. This is me, with my good side and my bad parts as well, and there's nothing more than for you to take me as I am. Because I for sure will take you as you are, through the good and the bad, I want to have you by my side forever, as I promise you to always be by your side as well” - he breathes after finally letting his feelings show.
You smile widely and kiss him once again.
“It’s hard not to fall for you, Rubes, I wish you could see you through my eyes” - you kiss him again, unable to stop. You can’t believe you have Rúben all to yourself.
You two start making out again, smirking at each other and giggling between kisses.
“I just hope you want more amazing sex like the one we had yesterday” - you wink at him as your hand is already palming his dick, hungry for him once again.
“You’re gonna be the death of me” - he sighs as you two wrap yourselves between Rúben’s bedsheets again, truly on cloud nine from finding out that love can actually be closer than you think. In this case, it was under the same roof, right next door.
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