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[seraphiclizbotomy]

𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘁

name: liz

age: 8teen

zodiac: taurus sun, scorpio moon, & aries rising

this acc is my escape from my everyday from life and if you couldn't tell i love to write and this acc is lowkey a boylife centered acc (rommulas biased DUH) but i dont mind writing for anything else (if ik about it ofc) if requested.

✖ dni if you're racist, homophobic, transphobic, misogynistic, or just a horrible person ✖

𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

[seraphiclizbotomy]

i can't wait to write a poly!romllis fic like everybody is just fucking & inlove 😼😼

[luvvconceal]

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘

rommulas x fem reader

contains: honey packet, slow burn, teasing, smut,dry humping, unprotected sex, (p in v)

a/n: heh one of my favs seen the pic of yera n thought of this 😸 (when OF model series comes out we’re acting like we never seen the pic ok)

“you’ve never tried one?”

“i’ve never even heard of them,” you say.

your friend, Sirena, picks up a golden box labeled Royal Honey and reads the ingredients. “it’s totally natural. it worked like a charm for me and Hollis.”

“really?” heat creeps up your body at the thought of giving one to Roman. the things it could make him want to do, and he’s already down for anything.

Sirena moves along. “mm-hm. you should try it with Roman.”

you snatch two packets on your way to the cash register. Sirena winks at you.

“Roman!” you run into his place, shouting for him. he’s the only one home, thank God.

“Roman!”

he makes his way to the living room doorway. “what’s up, baby?” he reaches out to pull you in, but he looks so good, it makes you nervous. when you don’t move, a corner of his lips curls upwards. “what’s wrong?”

“nothing,” you say, with a shake of your head. “hi.” you peck him on the lips.

he laughs when you quickly pull away— he can tell you’re nervous and he pulls you back in by the neck and kisses you, slowly.

“hi.”

“i have,uh, these packets. you know what honey packets are?”

he grins from ear to ear. “i do. you bought some?”

“one for each of us.” you smile at him. “i wanna try.”

“oh, yeah?”

“but… i wanna make it interesting.”

Roman pulls you in by your hips and starts kissing your neck.

“we both take one, and whoever lasts longer wins.”

“lasts longer?” he steps back. “oh, come on mami. that’s gonna be me.” he takes a pack from you and rips it open.

“are you fucking kidding me? you barley last as is. you’re lucky i’m taking this.”

he pours the syrupy liquid into his mouth.

then you do the same and chase it with a gulp of water. it’s natural stuff, supposedly so it probably won’t do anything. you tell Roman this, and he agrees.

“let’s go to your room,” you say.

he’s smirks. “already?”

you want to go there to make things just a little bit more challenging for Roman. you take him by the hand, and his skin is warm and rough. and big, the way it wraps around yours.

at the top of the stairs, he moves his hand to your lower back, and it’s like he’s touching you everywhere. you almost run into his room ahead of him and slam the door in his face. something is stirring inside of you, and you’re afraid it’s going to be big.

Roman shuts his door. his blinds are still down, but some sunlight breaks through, giving little light. his bed is messy, his blanket balled up. your heart races, you feel in your ears, your fingertips, your core.

you’re arching between the legs. you pull your shirt off while Roman watches. he stares, surprised, like it’s the first time he’s seen you in a bra. then he takes his shirt off. his body is perfect.

“do you feel anything?” he asks.

for some reason, you lie. “no. do you?”

“you don’t wanna have sex?”

“not yet,” you say, and your voice wavers.

without looking away from you, Roman undoes the buttons on his jeans then slowly pulls the zipper down. his jeans fall open just enough to expose his boxer briefs. he watches for your reaction, any indication that you may want to give in. but now you’re wet. you feel a ball of it slip out of you. you grab a fistful of his bed sheet, and your fingers shake.

“how long has it been?” he asks.

“ten minutes?”

it feels like so much longer, the way you're keeping across the room from one another, as though one of you is sick. it’s getting harder to be in here. it’s dark, and the blinds being closed makes it feel smaller.

and Roman’s body heat you can feel it from the bed. and his bed smells just like him; his hair, his cologne, his sweat. sweat from humid summer nights. sweat from sex with you. sweat from touching himself when you're not there. it all swirls up your nose, into your head.

it’s obvious when Roman feels it because it shows beneath his underwear. a full tent.

when he sees you staring with your bottom lip drawn into your mouth, he sticks his hands in his pants and fixes himself. a breath pools out of you from deep within your lungs. your hips pull forward in a riding motion, ever-so-subtly, and you feel him beneath you.

“are you wet?”

“i am.” you feel the coolness in your underwear as you shift.

Roman drops his head and sighs. he’s clung backwards to the wall, as though that’s going to stop him from coming at you.

you lean towards him. “should i take my bra off?”

Roman makes a face like he’s in pain.

you take off your bra, and Roman watches. he flinches in pain because he’s throbbing so hard.

just watching you remove your bra makes him wet.

he thinks about putting his dick between your breasts, and he lets out a shaky breath to try and remain calm.

then you giggle and lie back with your knees up, to make it harder for him but also so he’s out of your line of view. Roman stares directly at your pussy.

you’re in some tiny little thong he could get rid of in a second.

he thinks about dry humping you and throbs again. he thinks about how wet you are, and he lets his hips lean out a little from where he’s standing, thinking about you against him.

“fuck. is this getting hard for you?” he asks.

“no, but i know you are.”

you open your legs to look at him. the tip of his dick is sticking out of the top of his underwear. Roman looks up at you, noticing your position, and quickly looks away.

“why? do you wanna touch me?” you slide your hand down between your legs and massage your clit over your underwear it drives Roman crazy when you play with yourself. the touch is so magnificent, you gasp. your hips buck upwards.

“fuckkkk,” Roman whines.

you didn’t mean to feel that good just yet, but now that you have, your nerves snap and tingle all over like a car engine tinkling.

you’re awake and alert and ready to melt into the bed with his dick deep inside of you.

Roman goes to touch himself but quickly thinks better of it. it wouldn’t take much for him to lose it.

“are you having trouble?” you ask him.

you roll onto your stomach. Roman loooves sticking his dick between your legs when you lie like that. he once came up behind you while you were reading, and he came just by doing that. you didn’t even have to take off any of your clothes.

across the room, Roman throbs harder than he has ever had before. he whines and says, “mami, i don’t know if i can do this.”

“you wanna stop so soon?”

soon? this has been going on forever. Roman can't take it anymore. "let me touch you."

if he touches you, it will only make things harder for you. "that’s basically caving."

"no, it's not. It's teasing, but it's not caving."

you smile.

"please. i just wanna feel you."

"okay."

he rushes over to you and falls to his knees on the floor. his body heat makes you tingly and on edge. and then he puts his hands on your thighs, and the sensation is so much to bare, you suck in a deep breath.

Roman slides his hands up and draws his fingertips down, then he does the same thing on your inner thighs. you’re wet and warm again between your legs but don't dare tell Roman.

he cups the back of your calves and opens your legs. "we’re not having sex," he points out. "this isn't caving."

but then his hard dick presses against your inner thigh, and both of you moan. Roman holds his dick like he's trying not to let out the cum. "fuck."

"did you cum already?"

"no." he wraps his hand around your throat. "i’m not that fucking easy."

but he's close.

"you aren't that easy?" you grab his dick over his underwear and feel how bad he's throbbing. "oh my God."

"fuck, that's gonna make me cum." he shoves your hand away and lets out a shuddered breath. so close. if he's going to cum, he wants to at least be inside you.

you giggle.

Roman shoots a death glare at you. "you want me to touch you? see how it feels?"

Those simple words, a simple question. a simple answer. but you can't tell him what you really want; yes---yes, you want him to touch you. you’ve never wanted his fingers in your mouth, his hands pressing open your legs, his breath in your ear, so badly before. Roman is so sexy during sex, sometimes when you have a flashback of him, it makes you instantly wet.

if he touches between your legs, you'll cave.

you shy away from him, and he notices.

"ah-ha." he grabs your ankles and keeps you there so he's between your legs. "you do feel it. do you feel it like i do?"

"it hurts."

Roman leans into you and groans. "i’m so fucking hard for you." he grazes his fingertips along your jawline. "i want you so badly."

"touch me."

Roman grabs your breast, sinks his fingertips into your flesh until it hurts. his other hand roams the side of your body, sinks down to your ass, and he squeezes. your whole body lights on fire. then he presses his hips against yours, and you feel him there hard and throbbing for you.

"let me have you," he whispers, his breath hot in your ear.

you melt into him and smile against his lips. "is this you caving?"

you kiss a few times. Roman holds you still by your hips and moves himself against you.

slowly, subtly, because he's so sensitive.

"hm? is this you giving up?"

he drags his mouth across your torso.

"we're still not having sex."

touching each other the way you are is a dangerous game, but it's as far as either of you can go without losing the bet.

"but you want to."

he nods.

you reach down between your legs and touch yourself. Roman smacks your hand away.

"you have no idea how badly i wanna throw you on the bed right now and fuck the shit out of you," he says, through gritted teeth.

you giggle. your muscles clench for him in anticipation. you slide your hands up and down his biceps. if he really wanted to, he could pin you down and fuck you all he wants. if you gave him the go-ahead, that's exactly what he would do. the thought makes your knees weaken.

"i can feel you filling me up," you say, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Roman pulls you in, and there's his erection again. "you've got the best pussy." he lifts you, so you wrap your legs around his waist.

when you shift against him, you feel warmth in your underwear again.

"i'm really wet."

he sucks in a sharp, shuddered breath.

"can i feel?"

you nod. you brace yourself for his touch.

it's gentle at first, hesitant. he slides his middle finger from your clit to your entrance then presses with the pads of his three fingers. they come away with a swipe covered in slickness.

Roman throbs. "i can't fucking take this anymore." he drops you on the bed, holds your hips, and dry humps you.

"Roman. Roman."

but he's not listening. for you, his jeans and your underwear together are causing friction in all the right places. your voice gets caught as your hips rise up to meet his.

"Roman, this counts."

"i don't fucking care." he undoes his jeans, pulls your underwear aside, and pushes into you. "holy fucking shit. you've never felt so good."

"you’re getting so deep, oh my God."

Roman lifts one of your legs and pins your knee up beside your head. he’s like an animal, like nothing you've seen before, the way he pushes his whole body into you and grunts in your ear. he needs you.

you whine underneath him, and Roman pulls you farther up on the bed.

"Rooooman."

"that’s my girl."

faster. his breath ragged and hot in your ear. he tells you to put your legs on his shoulders, and the new angle makes you cry, it feels so good.

his grunts get louder. the bed shakes against the wall behind you. he plays with your nipple and kisses you with tongue.

"you’re my baby girl, yeah?" he whispers.

"yes. Roman, please."

he lets out a loud growl then turns you so you're both on your sides.

you force yourself on top of him and rock your hips back and forth. Roman groans loud enough for the house to hear while he holds your hips down. "fuck, you look so good mami," he says, panting.

he fills you up. you clench around him, needing him while he's inside of you. that knot begins to tighten. the more Roman struggles, the stronger it gets. and Roman can barely take it. every time you lift up from him, he fights the urge to come.

"stop," he says. "stop fucking doing that."

but it feels too good to mean it. he begs you to keep going while he tries not to cum hard inside of you.

your breasts bounce right in front of his face. he reaches up and grabs them, and you feel it everywhere all at once. you clutch onto his wrists as you ride him.

"oh my God, oh my God."

Roman struggles. "watch it, baby, i'm gonna cum soon."

you bounce on him faster and massage your clit.

Roman curses over and over, squeezes your breasts tighter until it hurts.

"oh my God." you leak all around him, riding out your high. your thighs clench on either side of his body.

Roman lifts his hips up into you, lets out a long, loud, guttural groan as he pours out inside of you. you link your fingers through his, and both of you catch your breath. you ride him, slowly, until you can't anymore, and then you unstick yourself from him and sit on the bed.

you feel like liquid after it's been sloshed around. "oh my God."

Roman traces circles on his stomach. his dick is now limp. "that was fucking incredible."

"i've never been so horny in my life."

he slides his hand up your inner thigh. "i'll get us some more."

"you caved first."

Roman leans in and kisses you. "i don't fucking care."

"you don't care because you lost."

"whatever." He smiles.

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[seraphiclizbotomy]

YES🫦SSSS YESS👅SSSS

[y-yasminn]

FANGIRL - 1

nettspend x fan fem reader

summary: you see nettspend while you were roaming the streets of paris for a trip. when you first met you caught his eye in a way that no other fan has. soon enough he finds your social media and tries to shoot his shot.

you spent the last few days of your trip in paris shopping. you and your best friend were going to all the luxury clothing stores like chrome hearts. in your brain, the money cancels out because it’s a different currency. 2 hours and 10 stores later you guys were finally done. as you were stepping out of maison margiela you see an all black mercedes suv with the windows nearly as tinted as the car. you just assumed it was some random celebrity from france but as you were walking closer to the sidewalk you see that one window is rolled down and a piece of blonde hair with black tips sticks out. no fucking way, is that who you think it is?? “bsf name, oh my fucking god i think that’s nettspend.” “who??” “a rapper!! i need to see if it’s actually him.” you’re finally close enough to the car that you see it’s the famous rapper nettspend. you take a double glance to make sure your eyes aren’t deceiving you. once your sure it’s not a dream you signal to your friend to walk closer to the car with intentions to ask for a photo.

“uhm, nett?” “can i take a photo with you please.”

he nods “mhm come closer.”

you pass the phone to your bsf and she takes the photo.

“can i get one selfie real quick?”

“yea, give me the phone”

once he takes the photo the driver tell hims that they have to go now.

“thanks so much again”

he smiles a little then rolls up the window.

“y/n! did you see the way he looked at you?”

“girl he just smiled, don’t be delusional. he probably looks at all his fans like that”

“whateverrrr, he looked at you like you were the last girl in earth.”

“oh my god shut up” you say as she chuckles

timeskip

it is the next day and you are at the airport waiting for your plane to board. you scroll on instagram and remember that you never posted the photos.

y/nusername

🎵 Nothing like Uuu - Nettspend

liked by bsfusername, 42ceo, nettspendglazer123, and 106k others

y/nusername va grim reaper in the flesh @nettspend_

user: are u throwing up yvl? holy newgen

↳ y/nusername: i swear im not a newgen i js got shy and tried to pose quickly 😣😣

user: holy mog off

user: they could be a power couple ngl

user: who’s this cutie on the left

user: i’m trans and pregnant

user: what a beautiful young woman and you too!

user: what did he smell like

↳ y/nusername: like weed and some expensive ass cologne but it was good

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gunners pov

he was laying on his bed in the hotel room. he kept replaying the same moment in his head. how shy you were asking for a photo and how cute you looked. he couldn’t let you go that easily. so he goes on the internet to try and find you.

finally after a lot of digging and getting no where he sees 42ceo’s instagram post where he talks about him being spotted in paris. he sees you in the comments so he checks out your account. as he scrolls on your account he mainly sees photos of your outfits or you at concerts and events. he’s a bit thrown off by the fact that you had a decent following when you seem like a regular girl. nonetheless, he follows you back to see if you’ll dm him first or if he’ll have to make the first move.

42ceo

liked by nettnut9, y/nusername, nettsbabymomma42, and 32k others

42ceo Nettspend spotted numerous times in Paris by fans. Could he be producing more music?

user: why is he everywhere but my bedroom

user: true adam and true eve meet

↳ user: corny

user: who else is paris rn

↳ user: ok just left sooooooo.

user: when is he ever in richmond

↳ user: im crine yall think a millionaire is going to stay in their home town 24/7

user: does he ever show an ounce of emotion on his face

user: hopefully he’s in the studio with osamason or xavier and not someone whack

↳ user: esdeekid + nett

↳ user: i feel like they just wouldn’t sound good together

y/nusername: he was very chill letting me get some photos

❤️ by creator

↳ user: ur a baddie and u listen to ug rap? lemme slide

↳ user: girllllll ur lucky asff

↳ user: pls don’t take photos with my bf <33

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y/ns pov

nettspend_ has followed you back

a/n: ok so ik i said i would take a break but i needed to post this. after ian, kuru, and sem im done making more fics and im only updating fics but these next two weeks are very busy for me so bare with me 💔. also im not really good at writing if you couldn’t tell i depend on text fics so..

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[seraphiclizbotomy]

he want that cookie bad

[chromexbarbie]

Tagged by @baby-udroolin

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[aizawash0e]

Thank you for the tag, lovelyyyy🧁

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Thank you for the tag beautiful! ❤️

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[kunaikisser]

tysm for the tag honey !! 💗

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[bat1nsignia]

DRIEEE <333 tysm for the tag i #loveyou

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[arfemiz]

Ω thank you for the tag insignia!! you and everyone else before you’s last song just being mj is killing me!

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[i-gotta-go-so-much-bigger]

Thank you for the tag 😽

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thank you for the tag ml 🤍

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[poltergeistsnspectersnbanshees]

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Tagging my twinalicioussss, no pressure! @jojobear06 @aheonynan @lawfem @lokisloverisnthere @yeahhowboutnoworms @slushiesandshowtunesat3am @gaydakiss @lavenderaburame @missingddeanw @miyurimi @stickymangofingers @raeyfav @electric-ocean-explorer @kotone-sama @defleshedbymaggots @heqrtpleqser @soleiljeteaime

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[tinypwetty]

ty for tag sweetie !

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[kayuekou]

thank yew for the tag poomf :3

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currently reading: i don't read........ i purchased 48 laws of power to larp though recently

currently working on: NOOOTHING. i have a few ideas across fandoms but nothing interesting. possibly a gojo fic or a leon standalone oneshot methinks

last internet search: primary and secondary succession (sigh)

tags (no pressure): @spectranix @strawbebbyypie @dorotheeasrce

[spectranix]

Thank u for the tag Kay!!

Last song: Shawty in love by playboi carti

Currently watching: Alice in borderland (season 3)

Current obsession: creepypasta and writing :3

Currently reading: heavens official blessing, 1st book

Currently working on: Fallen Angel prologue/001, If wishes could kill, dear diary, sky

Last internet search: emoji symbols

Tags!! @2bun22, @maracops, @missmodelsexx

[2bun22]

thank you yvie ♡

last song: million times, esha tewari

currently watching: (rewatching) junji ito maniac: japanese tales of the macabre

current obsession: nova k’yoiré murder mystery 2 tiktoks

currently reading: the groupchat and missing my friends like a widow

currently working on: better off 13..! boyliife love island au, and possibly a roman fic ehehhehe

last internet search: tumblr.com

🏷️ @qiyokuliife @jjscoquette @princesspiaa @natesibsdih @badlands-bitchh (involve yourselves now…)

[qiyokuliife]

thabk u lovely loribun (⁎⁍̴̛ᴗ⁍̴̛⁎)

last song: in the dark - venturing

currently watching: witch hat atelier

current obsession: the fragrantica and "things i find insanely attractive" trend on tiktok…

currently reading: the great gatsby (for school ՞߹ - ߹՞)

currently working on: nothing heh… but ive been daydreaming of a potential rio fic

last internet search: where to watch chiikawa

tags (no pressure!!) @glitterslushi @kingoveverything

[kingoveverything]

this is so cute

Last song- im in love w/ u by imogen heap

Currently watching- love island usa

Current obsession- 2016 aesthetic

Currently reading- bones & all

Currently working on- all my fics

Last search- where to buy glitter tattoos

Tags: @natesibsdih @kaylladoll

[kaylladoll]

LOVE THIS!!

Last song- mystery girl by housecall

Currently watching- the apothecary diaries

Current obsession- banana milk

Currently reading- tender is the flesh

Currently working on- graduating 😔

Last search- jinshi English VA 😭

Tags: @takiimuncher @haremurderrr

[haremurderrr]

ty for tagging meee

Last song - Living Proof by Teen Suicide

Currently watching - Abbott Elementary

Current obsession - sunflower seeds

Currently reading - Trainspotting

Currently working on - writing my screenplay

Last search - How to screenshot on laptop

tags: @seraphiclizbotomy @akemimi

[seraphiclizbotomy]

:] 🫰

last song: i was never there by the weeknd

currently watching: forensic files

current obsession: cheetah/leopard print

currently reading: valley of the dolls

currently working on: packing my suitcase for vacation

last search: cute symbols copy and paste

tags: @iwantwind2blow @lunaswanx

[seraphiclizbotomy]

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[seraphiclizbotomy]

𝗧𝗢𝗫𝗜𝗖!𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗠𝗨𝗟𝗔𝗦 𝗫 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥

part 14

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The overlook had gotten darker and the last traces of orange had disappeared from the sky. Now everything was lit by moonlight and the distant glow of towns far below. The wind had gotten colder too not freezing but just enough that you found yourself pressing closer against Roman's side.

For a while neither of you says anything you just keep your head resting against his shoulder and Roman's arm draped around your waist. "We should probably head back," you say reluctantly. Roman hums, "Mhm." But neither of you move and a minute passes maybe two. "Seriously," you start smiling, "we're literally still sitting here." Roman glances down, "So are you."

"Cause I'm comfortable..."

"Convenient excuse."

Eventually he sighs looking out at the view one last time, "Come on." His arm slips from around your waist and you make a face, "No." Roman looks over, "No?" You hold your arms out dramatically "Carry me." Roman stares at you then actually laughs, "No."

"Pleaseeee."

"No."

"Why?"

"Cause your legs work."

"They're tired."

"From what."

"The emotional labor of loving you!"

Roman rolls his eyes, "You are so full of shit."

You slide off the hood of the car still muttering complaints under your breath. Roman opens the passenger door for you and as you get in you smile brightly, "Ohemgee you opened the door you're so sweet!" He stares blankly at you, "Get in the car." Then he slama the door in your face before you can say something else.

A few minutes later the car is back on the road. The overlook disappearing behind you and the headlights cutting through the darkness. Your hand finds Roman's automatically like it always does. His fingers lace through yours instantly and he asks, "So?" You glance over, "So?" Roman keeps his eyes on the road trying to sound casual, "What was your favorite part?"

"The overlook it was so pretty and the view was beautiful." Roman glances over briefly at how you look genuinely excited still even though it's been hours. "And I liked hearing about you." Roman looks back at the road, "What about me?" You shrug, "Just stuff."

You start counting on your fingers, "Like how you used to go there, how you couldn't sleep, and how you used to drive around." Roman shakes his head trying not to smile and you continue rambling, "And the antique store was so cute."

The conversation keeps bouncing around one memory to another and one story to another. Roman notices every single thing you're talking about involves him. You liked the overlook because he showed it to you. You liked the drive and the antique store because he was there.

"And then when you took my picture-"

Roman looks over, "The polaroid?"

"Mhm!"

"That was your favorite?"

You smile, "One of them."

"Why?

"Cause it made me happy :] It felt like one of those days you remember forever."

When the two of you arrive back to your shared apartment you step inside and you kick your shoes off. You're tired but happy still riding the high from the day. Roman locks the door behind you watching as you start talking again, "I still think the overlook was my favorite."

You disappear into the bedroom and Roman follows behind you. He finds you digging through one of the drawers looking for pajamas, "Okay let me shower and get ready for bed."

"Mhm."

"Then we're watching movies."

Roman drops onto the mattress, "Who's we?"

You throw a shirt at him, "Me and YOU!" You point at him, "And don't start one without me." The bathroom door closes and a second later the shower starts. Roman sits alone on the edge of the bed listening to the water running down the hall. His eyes drift toward your side of the bed at your phone.

Roman stares at it then reaches over picking it up. The screen lights up and it's a picture of the two of you. Today had been good really good. With no arguments, crying, Sage, or any other bullshit just him and you. You smiled all day and you looked at him like he'd hung the moon.

A small smile appears before he can stop it. It should always be like this the thought slips into his head quietly. Roman unlocks your phone and he already knows the password because you've typed it in front of him dozens of times.

A few taps later he's in your messages and there is Sage. Roman opens the contact and his thumb hovers for a second then he blocks all calls and messages from Sage. He stares at the screen then leans back slightly. Somehow that doesn't feel like enough. Now Sage can't call or text but she can still interact with you instagram.

Roman's thumb taps against the side of the phone thinking. Every time Sage gets involved something goes wrong. Every time there's a fight, argument, or a problem. Roman is so convinced of that thought that it feels factual. His thumb moves again opening Instagram and then hides your stories from Sage.

Roman locks your phone setting it back exactly where he'd found it like it had never been touched. The shower still running and Roman leans back against the headboard closing his eyes. Then the bathroom door opens and you come out in cute little pajamas.

"You ready?"

Roman opens one eye, "For what?"

"Movie time!"

The movie menu glows in the dark room and immediately the fighting starts."Okay," you grab the remote, "It's my turn." Roman doesn't even look up from where he's lying down, "No."

"What do you mean no?:

"It means no."

"It's my turn Roman.

"You picked last time."

"I did not."

"You absolutely did."

You furrow your brows together, "That was TWO WEEKS AGO."

"It was three days ago."

"It felt like two weeks."

Roman rolls his eyes, "That don't count."

You ignore him and start scrolling. You turn to him, "What about this one?" Roman looks then shakes his head, "No."

"Why?"

"You always watch this fucking movie."

You stare at him completely unimpressed, "Well it's a good movie." You keep scrolling, "What about this one?" Roman reads the description, "Hell no."

"What why?!"

"Three best friends discover themselves during a summer in Italy," he looks at you, "What the fuck does that even mean."

"It means it's about friendship."

"Choose another movie."

"It has good reviews."

"I don't care."

You throw yourself dramatically across his lap, "You're no fun." Neither of you pick anything just argue about which movie to watch until finally Roman sighs, "Fine." You freeze, "...really?" Roman points one finger at you and flicks your nose, "You get ONE."

"Okay yay!"

"One."

The movie starts and it's some overly dramatic opening scene with a girl running through an airport and music swelling. Roman doesn't seem too interested you however are invested. At the beginning of the movie you're still talking and commenting.

Then suddenly nothing just total radio silence from you. Roman doesn't notice at first he's actually paying attention to the movie for once. Then after a minute his eyebrows pull together. He glances down and you're curled against his side with your head resting on his shoulder.

Roman waits surely you're about to say something. Another minute passes but nothing. Roman nudges you slightly with his shoulder, "Baby." A tiny noise comes out of you not words just a sleepy little hum. Roman pauses then looks down again and sees your eyes are closed.

"No fucking way," he reaches over gently shaking your arm, "Baby." Your face scrunches slightly but you don't wake up. Roman is confused because this has never happened. You are the girl who talks through entire movies and who asks a billion questions. Now you're out cold fifteen minutes into the movie. Roman shakes you a little again, "You asleep?" You crack one eye open, "Mmm?"

"You asleep?" You shake your head, "No, then fall back asleep. "You slept in and you took a nap in the car. There's no reason for you to be this tired." You hum softly, "M'tired." That's all the explanation he's getting. Roman stares down at you trying to understand how somebody who slept half the day is somehow asleep again.

He sighs pulling the blanket higher over your shoulder "You're acting weird." Of course he gets no response from you and Roman shakes his head leaning back against the headboard with the movie still playing.

Sage tries not to think about it she really does. She throws her phone onto the bed walks into the kitchen gets water comes back and picks her phone back up but sill nothing. Sage stares at the screen with a worried expression because this isn't normal. Maybe if it were anybody else but not you you always answered.

Maybe not instantly or within five seconds. But eventually you always did. Which is why you not responding feels wrong. The message thread sits open with the last few texts she sent you staring back at her.

sage: roman said some weird shit to me today

sage: he told me you missed your birth control shot???

sage: is that true???

Sage chews on the inside of her cheek then calls again. The phone rings once then goes straight to voicemail. "What the fuck." She calls again and then two more times and it goes to voicemail. Sage's not annoyed now she's worried really worried. Her mind immediately flashes back to Roman standing in that doorway with that smug look on his face. The way he'd said, "I don't think you're gonna see much of her anytime soon."

Her fingers fly across the keyboard.

sage: okay now ur actually freaking me out

sage: call me

sage: seriously

sage: please

All left on delivered so she goes to your insta. If you're ignoring texts maybe you're posting or active. Just anything that proves you're okay. Sage taps your profile for a second she thinks she's imagining it because you haven't posted anything at your story at all.

She refreshes then refreshes again something feels off. You always post stuff on your story even if it's just once. The more she thinks about it the more Roman's words replay, "You're not gonna be seeing much of her."

Sage lasts approximately fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes of staring at her phone, of refreshing messages, and of trying to convince herself she's overreacting. Then she gives up and texts Hollis.

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taglist ♡

@sweet2sin @theyluvcece00 @lunaswanx @holilove @lonelycatontheblock @anx1etyr1dden

[2bun22]

he’s such a doll

[seraphiclizbotomy]

im so normal about these two pictures...(is this gif too werid idk if it is mb)

[blackandwhitefanblog]

Rommulas ig live

[seraphiclizbotomy]

this shit cracks me up 😭 like where's the destination looking beautiful ofc tho

[isol0philia]

me importa

[seraphiclizbotomy]

OH BABY YESSS

[angelbbyunicorn]

claimed, rommulas x fem!reader

warnings: smut, oral (fem receives), arguing, cussing, mentions of alcohol, smoking, toxic!roman, exs

a/n: i got inspo from another fic i read, i don’t remember the user!

masterlist , taglist

You sat at the dinner table of a nice restaurant with a very nice man.

You had met him at a party through a mutual friend, the two of you hit it off and he asked to take you out to dinner. This would be your first date since you and Roman officially ended things.

Things started off great, you met him at the spot and the conversation flowed right away however, quickly into the date your phone began buzzing nonstop. You sat and looked back and forth from the man to your phone, fighting the urge to look at it. But in the back of your mind, you knew exactly who it was.

"Is everything okay?" The man asks, looking down at your phone.

"Yes, I'm so sorry. Let me see who it is."

There was no surprise when you saw the name "Roman" on your screen. There was far too many missed messages from him.

Roman: where are you?

Roman: who are you at dinner with

Roman: Y/n answer me or I'm coming over there

Roman: I'm about to leave you better tell me who the fuck your with

You: Roman relax jesus

You: I'm at dinner it's not a big deal

Roman: With who y/n

You: I'm not doing this with you

Roman: I'm on my way

You ignored his text saying he was on his way, you acted like you didn't care when in reality, your heart was beating out of your chest. You knew he always did what he said, any minute now he'd be here. You didn't even want to think about what would happen if he walked in here and saw you on a date.

You set your phone down, this time facing up so you could see what he was saying. "I'm sorry about that." you apologize. "You're good." he replies.

The conversation continues right where it left off, though this time, you were completely out of it. You knew at any moment he could walk through those doors and embarrass the hell out of you.

You chipped into the conversation by adding filler words every here and there, and within ten minutes you hear the engine revving outside. You knew that engine like the back of your head. You saw the car stop just in front of the restaurant.

Your phone lights up in front of you, one text comes, you wait, another comes, you ignore it, and a few seconds after the third, you get a call.

"Do you mind if I take this? It's my friend, I'm not sure what's going on." You lie like no tomorrow. How could you even show your face after this? You knew it was all just a fat lie because you were too scared to formally cut things off with your ex. This all could've been avoided by you simply turning your location off, blocking him, perhaps? But no, he always found a way to lure you back in, which was why it was never truly over.

You get up from the table and walk to the back area near the restroom. The call had ended at that point and you were quick to call him back.

"Roman."

"I saw you next to a fucking guy. who the fuck is that." His tone is sharp and angry. You could feel it through the phone.

"Roman, I'm out for dinner. Don't do this right now."

"I'm not doing anything, I'm keeping you safe. Do you even know this guy?"

Then starts the manipulation, the telling you he was only doing it to keep you safe, or that he loves you so much it hurts to see you with another guy.

"Yes Roman, I do, can you please let me enjoy my fucking dinner."

"How do you know him?"

"I'm not explaining this to you right now, leave me alone." You say abruptly, being quick to hang up the phone before he could say anything else.

Within seconds, your phone lights up.

"Come outside or I swear to God I'll come in and beat his ass."

You knew he wasn't joking.

You walk back to the table, the embarrassment filling inside your body as you bring yourself to lie to the nice man you were enjoying your dinner with.

"I'm so sorry, my best friend is having a girl emergency. Rain check?"

His expression doesn't change much, he looked like he believed you, which broke your heart even more.

"Yes of course, no worries."

"Thank you so much, I promise I'll make it up." You say, grabbing your wallet to give him cash for the barely touched food.

"No, I insist." He says, pushing the cash back to you.

You set it on the table and dash away before he can give it back.

Outside, just in front of the building, two bright lights flash in front of you. There he was, sitting in the driver's seat watching over you like a hawk.

You walk up slowly, unsure of what reaction he's about to have.

You don't walk into the car. You decide to make your life a thousand times more difficult by going to the driver's side window.

"Get in the fucking car." He says, rolling down the window.

"No I'm not getting in the car with you. you just ruined my nice night!" You say, slightly raising your voice.

"Y/n baby, get in the car."

His tone is still sharp, but his choice of words make it sound softer, more like he really did just want to make sure you were safe.

"No, I drove my own car, I'll drive myself home."

You were so mad at him for the way he was acting you didn't even give him time to respond, you turn around and start walking the direction to your car.

"Jesus Y/n." He says as he gets out of his car.

He grabs your wrist, turning you around. "Please don't be like this, let's just talk."

You can tell he's attempting to soften his tone, but with how mad you are and the slight amount of alcohol in your body, there was no way in hell you'd fall for it tonight.

"Fuck off." you snap, pulling your arm away from him and continuing your walk to the car.

You didn't make it far before he came behind you and picked you up off the ground, forcing you to go to his car.

He walks you all the way to the car, setting you down in the passenger side and fastening your seatbelt. He looks down at you, "Don't move, please." You give him no response, you just look directly up at him.

He gets in on the other side, quickly getting himself ready to pull out of the lot.

As he drives, he pulls out a pack of cigarettes from the center consol, he lights it in his fingers and reaches his hand out to give it to you.

Your body faced away from him, but you were aware that he was trying to hand it to him. The scent of the smoke filled up the air in the car, tempting you to grab it but you were far too stubborn.

"Come on baby, don't be mad."

You grab the cigarette out if his hand, keeping your body turned away from him. You don't share it with him, you smoke it all, lightly tapping the ash out the window.

He attempts to place his hand on your thigh but you move it out of the way the second you feel the contact against your skin.

"Don't do shit you're going to regret." he barked.

"I'm not gonna regret it." you snap back.

He turns on music for the rest of the ride, the sound loud in your ears.

He pulls into the parking for your apartment complex, getting out first and walking to your side. No matter how mad you were at each other there was never a time where he made you open the door for yourself.

"Let's go." He directs.

You expression stayed stern, you were trying to show how mad you were but he didn't care for it.

The second you get inside and shut the door he does the wrist snatching move again, making you face directly towards him.

"Who the fuck was that guy."

"A friend." you snap.

"I know that wasn't no fucking friend so you better let me know who's tryna' get in with my girl."

"I'm not your girl anymore. you ended things."

He pulls you just an inch closer, it was subtle, but enough for you to notice.

"You know we always come back. I don't know why you're acting up."

His words, to others, may sound alarming, but to you it was home. No matter how loud or how mean he got you always found yourself back in his arms. No other man knew you like he did, he knew you inside and out, he knew the way your brain worked.

The history between the two of you was enough to write a book, sometimes it felt like there was no point in trying with someone else, you already had it all in front of you - then again, he gets mean.

You try to push him off you, but the grip is too tight. "Stop being like that y/n." He says.

"You ruined my night!" you complain. Your face stern, eyebrows pushed together, your face was showing so much emotion, but your eyes were dilated with nothing but love.

"Let me make it up to you then." He says, his tone low, his hand comes up your waist as he pulls you close enough to feel his breath against you.

Your breath shudders, causing a smirk to tug at his lips, he had already gotten you going.

"You don't think he could make you feel the way I make you feel, do you princess." He says in your ear.

You gently look up at him as he catches your lip in a slow, fulfilling kiss.

His hand tangled in your hair as he lays you underneath him on the couch. His hand, explores up your thigh as he towers over you, keeping the kiss connected.

He slides his hand in your undies, his fingers going in between your slick folds. He feels how wet you are from his actions.

"All this just for me?" He says.

He begins rubbing at your clit and gently teasing his fingers in and out of your entrance. You squirm underneath him, your hips bucking at him as you try and add the friction.

He grabs your face, making you look right at him. "Please roman!" you beg.

"Say you're sorry." He demands, while still teasing.

You can barely catch your breath enough to get the words out, instead, little moans escape.

"Roman." you whimper.

"Say it princess." He says before making his way to the sensitive spot on your neck.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry baby, please!" you cry out, tears practically falling from your eyes.

He smirks against your neck before adjusting himself to go down on you. He places a few wet kisses on your inner thigh before latching himself on your clit. A loud cry escapes your mouth, pleased by the sudden amount of pleasure.

He lightly sucks and nips at your clit, the huger feining for every piece of you.

He licks one long stripe against your pussy before licking inside of your hole, he does it with such passion.

Your hips arch off the couch, he uses his hand to hold you down, the veins popping out of his forearm.

'Fuck Roman!" You yell out, no care in the world about the people in the surrounding rooms that can hear you.

You felt like you were seeing stars, your hand sat at the top of his head gently pushing down adding more friction.

He licks at everything you give as he uses his free hand to add stimulation to your clit, pushing for an orgasm.

Your whole body felt like it was tense, the pressure felt unbearable. "Roman, I'm gonna cum!"

He doesn't take those words lightly, he adds more to it, faster pace, more pressure, anything he could do to make you cum, he was going to do.

Finally, a coil in your stomach tenses as you flush out onto him, every ounce of pleasure he had given you was given back to him. He took everything you gave him, he practically licked you clean. Once he was done, he pressed a few wet kisses to your pussy.

He got up as you were still catching your breath, he comes beside you on the floor and gently strokes your hair. "I'll take you to dinner tomorrow. Your favorite, okay?"

Your eyes locked on him, pupils dilated, a once hateful look on your face turned to nothing but love. "Mhm" you hum, grabbing his hand to hold it.

He pressed a kiss against your forehead before getting you cleaned up.

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love me some toxic!roman

[hollisedd]

𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝟤.𝟧

a/n : maybe i should make this a fic? (thanks wife)

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[seraphiclizbotomy]

Oh yes

[seraphiclizbotomy]

𝗧𝗢𝗫𝗜𝗖!𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗠𝗨𝗟𝗔𝗦 𝗫 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦

a/n: did i get the idea to make headcanons cause i couldn't stop thinking aout how toxic!roman would have a weak ass pull out game YES...YES I DID 😂✌️

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apologies ᴖ̈

Roman's apologies are never accountability they're emotional damage control. He always caves in and apologizes first because he hates the distance. He doesn't cave because he's fully processed what he did wrong. His apologies usually follow the same structure, "I hate that you're away from me." or "I hate that you're looking at me like I hurt you."

He approaches the apology with physical affection first. Wrapping an arm around your waist, putting his chin on your shoulder or kissing your temple. Then he'll give you a half assed verbal apology like, "Alright, I shouldn't have said it like that."

If you start crying, he'll fold. You crying makes him feel horrible and he wants it to stop. He'll be like, "Baby, stop." "Come here." "I'm not mad anymore." "Don't cry." And immediately after he gets to lovebombing you and reframing the fight as mutual pain.

Instead of acknowledging that he hurt you he turns it into "I just got scared." or "You know how I get when I feel like I'm losing you." So then you end up comforting him as if he isn't the one causing the problems.

jealousy ( ◺˰◿ )

Roman's jealousy isn't "that guy thinks you're pretty." His jealousy is "that guy might become proof that I'm replaceable." If some random guy flirts with you, Roman's first reaction isn't insecurity it's disrespect. In his head he's thinking, "You see me standing right here and you still tried it?"

He gets quiet first not immediately yelling. Just clenching his jaw, with a dead stare, and his hand sliding to your waist silently making a point. You try to reassure him and say, "That guy was probably just being nice." But Roman likes to think he knows how every guy thinks and responds accordingly, "Nice? He was looking at you like he wanted to take you home."

You genuinely dont see it the way Roman does because you think people are just being nice. But to him, male attention isn't harmless it's a threat. Especially if you give someone else attention. Because if a guy flirts with you, Roman can blame the guy. But if you laugh too much, talk too long, or reply too warmly?

It makes him feel betrayed. He starts saying, "You like making me look stupid?", "You like when they look at you?", and "You like feeling wanted by somebody else?" But you didn't even mean it like that you were just being sweet. But to Roman, your sweetness feels like something that should belong to him only.

That's why Hollis bothers him so bad. Hollis isn't just "another guy." Hollis is someone you can trust and someone who might understand you in a way Roman can't control. That's Roman's biggest nightmare.

When you cancel plans for someone else this one hurts him more quietly. He won't always explode right away but he'll get cold. Like if you say, "Baby I forgot Sage and I had plans today." Roman will tell you to just "go then" but his tone says everything else.

He wants you to choose him without him asking. He wants proof that he comes first, but he doesn't want to admit he needs proof. But what makes him the most jealous is Hollis. Hollis isn't flirting and isn't trying anything (hollis doesn't even see you romantically at all).

So Roman can't point to one obvious thing and say, "See?" So he invents meaning. Hollis asking if you're okay becomes -> He wants to be your hero. Hollis defending you becomes -> He thinks I'm not good enough for her. Hollis noticing you're sad becomes -> He's watching you too closely.

Roman's issue with Hollis isn't lust its intimacy. Hollis represents emotional safety outside of Roman, and Roman cannot tolerate that. That's why his jealousy is not really about cheating (cuz you'd never cheat <3) it's about access.

Who gets access to your mood? Who gets to comfort you? Who gets to know when you're hurting? Roman wants the answer to be only and forever him.

biggest fear •︵•

Roman's biggest fear isn't you leaving or even cheating it's you falling out of love. Roman genuinely believes if you leave maybe he can stop you or if another guy appears maybe he can compete. But if you wake up one day and just dont love him anymore? That's the thing he can't fight or fix. Which is why he gets so obsessive about asking you, "Do you still love me?", "Are you happy?, and "You love me right?"

He trusts your loyalty more than he trusts your feelings. He believes you wouldn't cheat, that you'd feel guilty leaving, and he believes you'd try to stay. But he doesn't fully believe he can stay lovable forever. Your love feels so pure to him that he starts treating it like a resource he has to guard. When you reassure him, it works like a drug.

pull out game ( ⸝⸝´ ᵕ `⸝⸝)

No question Roman's pull out game is trash if there was a pull out olympics this mf wouldn't even qualify. He's unbelievably bad at separating emotions (or pleasure in this case) from common sense. He'll be fucking you wrapping your legs around his waist as he guides himself inside you in one smooth thrust. His hands gripping your thighs tightly as he starts to move, his pace slow and deep.

You bite your lip to muffle a moan as he hits a good spot. He kisses you messily to swallow any other noises, his hips never stopping their steady rhythm, "R-roman remember to pull out." He nods against your lips, too lost in the moment to speak. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills your shared bedroom, along with your hushed moans and his labored breathing.

Roman buries his face in your neck, muffling his groans against your skin, "You feel so fucking good around me so tight fuck you take me so well." His pretty eyes lock onto yours as he continues to move inside you, his expression filled with a mix of vulnerability and possessiveness, "Do you love me?" He asks between thrusts, "Because fuck, I love you. I love you so damn much it's drives me crazy."

Your legs tighten around him, pulling him impossibly deeper. You whisper his name, your voice dripping with passion, "Roman baby I love you too. So much fuck, so much." Your words seems to snap the last thread of his control. With a desperate groan Roman comes inside you kissing you wildly through his orgasm, not pulling out like he should.

You look up at him with a little pout and your brows furrow together. He sees the expression on your face and his expression turns amused. He leans down to kiss your pouty lips softly, "Don't give me that look, pretty girl," He strokes your cheek, "I'll buy you Plan B first thing tomorrow, okay?" He kisses you again, "I got you."

But when tomorrow comes Roman almost always forget getting distracted with work or something else. And the few times he does remember he shrugs it off pointing out that you take your birth control shot regularly (or well you're supposed to.)

who's louder in bedヽ(°〇°)ﾉ

You'd think Roman wouldn't be so loud and that he'd be able to control himself. Which most of the times that is true and you tend to be louder than him. But that usually isn't always the case especially if you guys fuck somewhere less private. Like in his dressing room backstage or maybe a hotel room where the rest of the guys are next door. It's almost as if the thought of someone hearing the two of you turns him on.

The second the hotel door shuts behind you two he pulls your shirt off, tossing it aside and quickly unhooking your bra, exposing your breasts. He takes a second to appreciate the view before diving down to capture a nipple in his mouth while his hand kneads your other breast roughly.

Roman pulls back, his eyes full with desire and he smacks your ass playfully, "Bend over baby and spread those legs for me." You get on all fours, presenting yourself to him and Roman groans, pre-cum beading at the tip of his dick. He lines himself up with your entrance, teasing you with the head.

He pushes in slowly, stretching you open inch by inch until he's fully inside you. His hips start a relentless rhythm, one hand gripping your hip while the other reaches around to rub your clit. The hotel bed creaks loudly against the wall with each thrust.

Your moans fill the room, barely muffled by the pillow. You push back against him, meeting his thrusts, taking him deeper. Your whimper nervously remembering that Hollis and Nate are in the room next door. They're not even asleep either they're probably wide awake.

Roman chuckles, his breath hot against your ear, "Then be quiet or they're gonna hear how good I fuck you." He emphasizes his words by thrusting harder, hitting a spot that makes you gasp out loud. He covers your mouth with his hand though he purposely spreads his fingers so your noises can still be heard clearly.

He watches as you bite down hard on the pillow to stifle a cry. He grabs your hip harshly, pulling you back onto him each time he pushes in, slamming you forward again with each thrust. The headboard hits the wall every so slightly.

Next door, Nate groans and throws a pillow over his head, trying to drown out the noise, "Seriously? It's like they're trying to break the fucking bed."

Hollis sighs heavily, sitting up in bed, "Can they not go five minutes without fucking? I swear I can feel the fucking wall shake." He gets up and walks to the shared wall, banging on it three times, "YO! KEEP IT DOWN IN THERE!"

cooking ‧₊˚ ⋅ 𓐐𓎩 ‧₊˚ ⋅

Roman cooks more often not because he's amazing at it but because he just likes taking control. You'll be making something happily announcing it too like, "I'm making pasta :>" Then Roman will tell you to move and that youre "gonna burn it." Like one day you decide to make dinner one day and he's sitting nearby watching you. Everything's fine for a while until he calls your name.

"What?"

"The pan's smoking."

"It's supposed to!"

"No the fuck it's not."

Before you know it Roman takes over, "Go sit down."

roman's nails ꫂ❁

Roman's scrolling on his phone with your head in his lap. Everything's peaceful until you grab his hand. Roman looks down, "What?" You flip his hand over inspecting his nails, "Your nails are all chipped."

"They look fine."

"The gel polish is chipping"

"I'll fix it later."

You stare at him and Roman stares back. Five minutes later he's sitting at the kitchen table. Your entire nail kit is spread across the table. Files, buffers, polish bottles, top coat, etc. You start filing one nail then Roman flinches, "Ow."

You make sure he's okay then continue filing. Roman sighs then asks, "Baby?"

"What."

"How much longer."

You don't even look up, "Roman I've been working for two minutes." Although he's complaining Roman secretly loves this. He loves watching you concentrate. The little crease between your eyebrows, the way you hold his hand, and the way you mumble to yourself. You hold one of his fingers up studying it, "I'm thinking square."

Roman's face twists, "What the hell." You start laughing, "Hey what's wrong with square." Eventually you pull out your nail art stuff and Roman knows you're try to convince to do a design.

"No."

"What."

"No design."

You pout because you haven't even shown him anything yet, "Will you hear me out >:["

"No way."

"Just a french tip?"

"No."

"A gradient?"

"No."

"Romannnn!"

"Either a neutral color or dark red."

You dramatically throw yourself back in your chair, "You're no fun." About twenty minutes late finally you're done. You hold his hand up proudly like you've just painted the Sistine Chapel, "They're so cute!!" Roman studies them quietly and you get a bit nervous, "Do you hate them?"

Roman keeps looking then smiles, "They're sick."

"That's your review??"

"Yeah they're sick."

"Yeah?"

"I like 'em."

The second he says that your entire face lights up.

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[seraphiclizbotomy]

𝗧𝗢𝗫𝗜𝗖!𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗠𝗨𝗟𝗔𝗦 𝗫 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥

part 13

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The apartment door clicks shut behind you. Your hair is still slightly damp from your shower and one hand holds your purse while you hurry after Roman toward the elevator. He's already walking ahead of you,

keys spinning lazily around his finger.

"Romannn."

"Mmm?"

"Where are we going?"

Roman presses the elevator button, "No clue." You stop walking, "What do you mean you have no clue?' Roman glances over at you, completely serious, "No clue." The elevator doors open. Roman steps inside, and you follow behind him, '"What if we get hungry?" Roman raises an eyebrow, "Then we'll eat?"

"What if we need gas?"

"Then we'll get gas."

"What if we end up somewhere weird?"

Roman snorts, "Then we'll be somewhere weird." You cross your arms, "This is NOT a plan." Roman grins, "That's the point." The elevator reaches the lobby, and a few minutes later you're both walking across the parking lot. The sun is warm, and the weather is nice, which makes Roman even less interested in planning anything. He unlocks the car, and you slide into the passenger seat while he gets in beside you. You look over at him again, still unconvinced.

Roman glances at you, "What?"You buckle your seatbelt, "Are you sure we shouldn't at least plan ahead a little?"

"No."

He pulls out of the parking spot, one hand on the steering wheel, the other reaching over automatically to squeeze your thigh, "Remember?" You narrow your eyes suspiciously. "Remember what?" Roman looks over at you briefly, that stupid little smile already appearing, "Wherever the wind takes us." His hand stays resting on your thigh while the city slowly disappears behind you, "You done being stressed?"

"I'm not stressed I just like knowing things." Roman smiles softly this time, "That's why there's two of us."

"What does that mean?"

Roman shrugs, "You do the thinking, and I'll do the driving."

The city slowly disappears behind you as Roman drives. Buildings turn into open roads, and open roads turn into stretches of dry fields and scattered little towns. You spend a while watching the scenery go by, "Are we lost?" Roman rolls his eyes. "We've been driving for thirty minutes relax." A few minutes pass, and your voice perks up, "Would you still like me if I was bald?" Roman nearly serves, "What the fuck?' You start giggling, "Answer the question."

"Why are you even bald in this scenario?"

"Just answer it."

Roman glances over at you completely deadpan, "No."

You smack his arm immediately, "ROMAN!"

He starts laughing, "You asked."

"I WOULD STILL LOVE YOU IF YOU WERE BALD :("

"Yeah, cause you're nice."

A little while later, you're scrolling through songs, and then you ask, "What animal would you be?"

"Oh, my god..."

"Answer it."

"Why?"

"Because I wanna know."

Roman sighs, thinking for a second, "I don't know, a raven or something." You immediately nod, "Yeah, that makes sense." He looks over, "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" You smile gently, "You give raven."

"What animal would I be?"

Roman immediately starts smiling, which is never a good sign, "Why are you smiling like that?" Roman grips the wheel, trying not to laugh already, Cause I got an answer." You already know it's gonna be rude Roman looks at you, then back at the road, "A hamster."

"A HAMSTER???" WHY?"

"Cause you always got something in your mouth."

"ROMAN!"

You cover your face, "That is so mean. No because I thought you were gonna say something cute." Roman shrugs, "You panic over dumb shit. like a hamster."

"HEY."

"You do."

"DO NOT."

"You absolutely do."

You sit there pouting for a few seconds, arms crossed, looking out the window. Roman keeps grinning, "Actually." You turn, "Actually, what?" Roman thinks for a second, "Maybe one of those little bunnies. Your face brightens instantly, "A bunny?" Roman quickly ruins it, "The angry ones." You stare blankly, "The what?"

"The little ones that get mad and stomp their feet." You turn away from him, "You know what? If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything." Roman reaches over, grabbing your cheek between his knuckles to squeeze it, "They're cute though." You try so hard not to smile, "Whatever."

Roman's been driving for almost an hour when you suddenly sit up in your seat, "ROMAN!" Roman nearly jumps, "Jesus Christ..." You point aggressively out the window, "LOOK." Roman glances over at the giant crooked sign sits off the highway.

ANTIQUES

COLLECTIBLES

VINTAGE

The sign looks like it's survived at least three natural disasters. You grab his arm, "PLEEEAAASE!" Roman's already sighing, "No."

"PLEEEAAASE."

"That shit looks haunted."

"Roman, pleaseeeee."

Roman glances at you, sees the pout, and gives in, "Fine."

"YAYYYY!"

A few minutes later, you're practically skipping toward the entrance. Polaroid camera already hanging around your neck meanwhile, Roman follows behind you with his hands shoved into his pockets, looking deeply unconvinced of this place. You immediately turn around.

click!

The flash goes off, and Roman stops walking, "Did you just take a picture of me?"

You grin, "Maybe."

click!

The second you walk inside, you're done for. The place is packed with old records, jewelry, books, lamps, etc. You hold up a tiny porcelain bunny, "Look how cute :]" Roman stares at it, "That thing is ugly as hell..."

"Its cute!"

"It has serial killer eyes."

At one point, you wander toward a section full of old photographs. Families, couples, random strangers just frozen moments. You start looking through them while Roman's stands beside you. You pick up one of the pictures, a young couple probably from decades ago. You stare at it for a second, "I wonder if they stayed together."

Roman glances down at the photograph, then at you. For a brief moment, something weird passes across his face. Something thoughtful, almost sad, but it's gone before you can catch it. Instead, he bumps your shoulder lightly, "You're always thinking about random shit." You smile, "You don't?"

Roman reaches over and takes the camera from around your neck, "Stand over there." You tilt your head in confusion, "Are you taking my picture?" Roman rolls his eyes, "Just go."

"Now I have to take your picture Roman!"

"No."

"Please."

"No."

"One picture."

"No."

You stop walking and pout at him, bottom lip out, eyes sad, the whole thing. You clutch the Polaroid dramatically, "Roman, pleaseee." He drags a hand down his face groaning, "Fine, one."

Your entire face lights up, "Smile!"

"No way."

"One smile?"

"No."

You lower the camera pout, returning full force, "Okaaay." Roman narrows his eyes because now you're trying to guilt him, "Take the picture."

"But you look grumpy."

"Take the fucking picture.:

You sigh, then right before pressing the button, you say, "I love you!" Roman's expression softens automatically, the tiniest smile pulling at the corner of his mouth.

CLICK!

"Give me that!"

"NO!!"

You start laughing while the picture slowly develops, holding it protectively against your chest, "It's mine!"

Back on the road, the highway stretches endlessly ahead. Golden sunlight pours through the windshield while the radio plays quietly in the background. You're sitting cross-legged in the passenger seat, already bored, "Roman."

"Mhm."

"Let's play twenty questions."

"No."

"No excuses, question one what's your biggest fear?"

"Spiders."

"Wow really?"

You smack his arm, "ANSWER SERIOUSLY."

Roman finally sighs, "Being broke."

You stare at him, "Seriously?"

Roman shrugs, eyes still on the road, "Yeah." That answer actually surprises you because it's so practical. "Okay," You think for a second, "Mine is sharks." Roman immediately starts laughing.

"You're laughing?!"

"Cause that's dumb."

"Sharks are scary!"

A few questions later, you ask, 'What's your dream house?'

"Private."

"That's not a description. Hmm, what about your dream vacation?"

"Anywhere with you."

'Aww, that was cute."

"Shut up."

A few minutes later, you're tapping your feet, trying to think of another question, "Okay, okay, okay, if you had to eat ONE food forever, what would it be?"

"This is the worst game ever."

The game started out stupid, but somewhere along the way, Roman started asking the questions.

"What's your biggest regret?"

You stare out the window thinking, "I think I spend too much time worrying what other people think of me." A few miles later he asks, "What's your favorite thing about yourself?"

You make a face, "I hate this question."

"Why?'

"Cause it feels weird."

"Answer it."

You think for a second, "I think...I'm nice?"

Roman snorts, "Nice."

"What?"

"That's your answer? You couldn't think of anything better?'

You cross your arms, "No."

A while later, he asks, "What's something you're scared to admit?"

That one takes you longer, the scenery passes quietly outside as you play with the strap of your purse, "Sometimes I worry people only tolerate me."

"Nobody tolerates you." Roman keeps his eyes on the road, "You're annoying as hell, but people don't tolerate you." Eventually, Roman asks a question that gives you butterflies. He asks it so casually, like he's not dying to hear the answer, "What made you fall in love with me?"

You stare at him, "You're really asking that?"

Roman shrugs, "I'm curious."

You look back out the window, trying to think, "You wanna know the truth?"

'Mhm.'

You smile softly, "I think it was because you always listened to me."

"That's it?"

"No," You think again, "You always made me feel important. You'd remember little things. Stuff I said once, or stuff I liked you always paid attention." Roman says nothing, but he's listening to every word. You smile to yourself, "And you made me feel safe." That one hits him because if there's one thing Roman wants more than anything? It's being somebody's safe place.

You continue softly, "And you always acted like you wanted me around, like you genuinely wanted me there. Plus you're cute!"

The road gets bumpier the farther Roman drives. The pavement disappears beneath the tires now it's mostly dirt and gravel. You look out the windshield, then at Roman, "Where are we?" The car bounces slightly over another rough patch, and you grab the door handle, "Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

The road ends, and Roman pulls the car onto a little patch of gravel, then kills the engine. You look out the window and your mouth falls open instantly. Nothing except sky and nature spreading for miles. With Rolling hills, trees, and open land. No people, just wind and silence. You hurry out of the car polaroid already in your hand, "How did you find this place??"

Roman shrugs, getting out of the car, "Just found it." You just stand there watching the sun sink lower. Eventually you climb onto the hood of the car, Roman following a minute later. You sit cross-legged, polaroid resting in your lap, Roman beside you, close enough that your shoulders touch.

"I used to come here sometimes."

You look over, "Really?"

Roman nods once, eyes still on the horizon, "Mhm."

You smile, "When?"

Roman shrugs, "Whenever."

You wait because you know Roman, if you give him a second, he'll keep talking. Sure enough, after another moment, he continues, "When I couldn't sleep, was pissed off, or just wanted everybody to leave me alone."

Roman speaks again, almost like he's thinking out loud, You know." You glance over, "Hm?" Roman's still looking at the view, "I used to come here a lot before I met you." You smile softly, "Yeah? He nods, "Mhm but I haven't really needed to since." You scoot closer, resting your head against his shoulder. You lean over, pressing a quick kiss against his cheek, then you lean over again. This time, pressing a soft kiss against his mouth, the kind of kiss that lasts maybe a second.

But the second you're about to pull away, Roman's hand comes up, sliding against your jaw to keep you there. He groans softly against your lips, his grip on your jaw tightening slightly as he parts his lips. His other hand moves to your hip, pulling you closer as he kisses you back deeply.

You melt into the kiss, your eyes fluttering shut as you lean into him more. Roman's lips are soft and warm, moving against yours with a slow, steady rhythm that makes your heart race. His hand on your hip slides down to grasp your ass, pulling you against him.

You gasp softly into the kiss as you feel his hand squeeze your ass. Roman takes the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth, deepening the kiss even further. You can feel his other hand still holding your jaw, keeping your head tilted just the way he wants.

With the grip he had on your ass your skirt ever so slightly hikes up so you go to tug it down. Roman's grip on your ass tightens as he pulls you even closer, his thumb hooking into the hem of your skirt and preventing you from tugging it down. He breaks the kiss just long enough to murmur against your lips, "Leave it."

"Roman what if somebody sees us?" Which is a silly thought considering you're in a isolated place surrounded by nature. Roman chuckles against your lips, his thumb still hooked in your skirt's hem, keeping it hiked up, "Baby, we're literally alone in the middle of nowhere. The only thing that might see us is a squirrel." He kisses you again, his hand sliding further under your skirt, fingertips tracing along your thigh.

Tou can see him lower his head down and you can't help realize that you're still on the hood of the car, "Shouldn't we go inside the car?" He pulls back slightly, his eyeshungry as he looks at you, "Why? You don't wanna look at the pretty scenery?" His hand slides further up your thigh, squeezing gently as he tilts his head to press kiss to your neck, "We're perfectly fine right here."

You shiver as his lips trail down your neck, his hand now dangerously close to where your thighs meet. You're perched on the hood of his car, the metal cool beneath your bare legs as he pushes your skirt up higher. Roman's teeth graze your collarbone and you can feel him shift between your legs, his body heat radiating against you.

He sucks a little mark onto the skin just above your collarbone, his hand slides higher to cup you through your panties. You gasp, your back arching off the hood of the car as he presses the heel of his palm firmly against your clit, rubbing slow, deliberate circles through the fabric.

You bite your lip, your fingers gripping the edge of the hood as his hand works you through your panties. The cool metal beneath you contrasts with the heat pooling low in your belly, "R-Roman..." you whimper, your hips tilting up to grind against his palm. He groans at the movement, pressing harder against you, "That's it."

His fingers hook under the lace of your panties, tugging them aside. You feel the cool air hit your skin, making you squirm. Roman doesn't rush instead he drags his thumb slowly through you, spreading you open. He circles your clit with the pad of his thumb, his other hand coming up to wrap around your throat gently, "Look at me." Your eyes flutter open to meet his intense gaze as he starts to rub slow, firm circles around your clit, "Keep your eyes on me."

Your breathing comes in short gasps as his thumb moves over your clit with more precision. His eyes stay locked on yours, watching you unravel. One of his fingers dips inside you, crooking upward just right. You moan, your hips bucking up off the hood, "Roman-!" Then you gasp softly feeling the sudden absence of his fingers.

Roman pulls his hand away, fingers glistening with your wetness. He brings them to his mouth, sucking them clean with a slow, while never breaking eye contact. You watch, as he licks every inch of his fingers clean, his tongue swirling around them. He lowers himself between your spread legs, "Don't close them, baby."

His hands grip your thighs, pushing them wider apart as he settles between them. He leans in, his hot breath fanning over you before his tongue finally makes contact. He licks a slow, broad stripe up you, his thumbs hooking into your panties to keep them aside.

His tongue flattens against you, pressing firmly as he licks from bottom to top. He circles your clit with the tip of his tongue before sucking it into his mouth, his fingers dig into your thighs. You feel his free hand sliding under your ass to lift your hips higher.

You cry out, your hands flying down to grip his hair as his tongue works you relentlessly. The cool metal of the car hood beneath you is the only thing grounding you as warmth builds rapidly inside you. Roman hums against you, the vibration pushing you closer to the edge.

You clamp your legs around his head instinctively as the pleasure becomes too intense. Roman grunts against you, his hands moving to your thighs to try and pry them apart again, "Hey, open up," he murmurs muffled against your pussy. With a firm tug, Roman manages to spread your legs apart again, his hands push your thighs back against the hood of the car.

His face is buried between your legs, his mouth sucking hard on your clit as his tongue flicks rapidly against it. One of his hands moves up to cover your mouth to muffle your screams while the other remains firmly pressed against your thigh, holding it open, "Shh..."

You feel his fingers against your mouth, pressing down to silence your moans as he eats you out. His tongue pushes inside you, licking deep and slow before swirling around your clit again. The vibrations he makes has you seeing stars.

Your orgasm builds suddenly and Roman feels it coming and doubles down, sucking your clit hard into his mouth as he fucks you with his tongue. Your thighs clamp around his head again, this time shaking violently as you come all over his face.

He groans into you, his tongue still moving inside you as he laps at the mess you made. He pulls back slowly, his face glistening with your wetness and saliva. You bite your bottom lip and reach to kiss him passionately.

Roman meets you halfway, his mouth crashing down onto yours. You can taste yourself on his lips and tongue, a mix that makes you moan into his mouth. His hand slides from your mouth to the back of your neck, angling your head to deepen the kiss.

Your hand snakes over to his crotch to palm him though his pants. You feel him hard through the fabric of his jeans, his dick straining against the zipper. Roman breaks the kiss with a groan, his forehead pressing against yours, "Fuck..." He helps guide your hand, undoing his belt and popping the button of his jeans.

Your hand wraps around his dick, pulling him out of his boxers. You start to jerk him off slowly, your thumb swiping over the pre-cum leaking from the tip. Roman bites his lip, watching you through hooded eyes.

Roman hisses as you stroke him, his hips bucking into your hand. His hands slide under your shirt, squeezing your breasts over your bra. Your fingers tighten around him, stroking faster as his grip on your breasts intensifies. He groans against your lips, his thumb finds your nipple, rolling it roughly between his fingers.

You lower your head down and Roman's breath catches as he watches you sink down between his legs You take him in your mouth without hesitation, swirling your tongue around the tip before sliding down, "F-fuck" His head falls back, "Jesus, baby..."

His fingers tangle in your hair as you bob your head, taking him deep. He groans loudly, his hips lifting slightly to meet your mouth, "Just like that fuck, just like that." Your throat bobs around his length as you take him deeper, your nose pressing against his pelvic. Roman's whole body tenses, his grip on your hair tightening, "That's it, baby being such a good little bitch for me." He thrusts up slowly, watching himself disappear into your mouth.

You look up at him with wide eyes your brows furrowing upwards, you never liked it when he called you a bitch. Roman's smirk as he sees the look on your face, "Don't like being called a bitch while you're sucking my dick?" He pushes deeper into your throat. You gurgle around his dick, your eyes watering. He's hitting that spot in the back of your throat that makes you want to gag. His hand tightens in your hair, "I'll call you whatever the fuck I want while you're down there."

He sees the distress in your watery eyes, your nose scrunching up. He holds your head in place, forcing you to take every inch, "Take it don't give me that fucking look." He thrusts his hips up sharply, "You look prettier choking on it." Roman's expression softens slightly as he looks down at you, your lips stretched around him, tears streaming down your face. His thumb brushes against your cheek softly,"Good girl you're doing so good for me."

His hips still, letting you set the pace,"Take it slow, baby. Swirl the tip with your tongue." You slowly slide your mouth up, swirling your tongue around the tip as instructed. He's being gentler now, encouraging you with soft praise instead of forcing himself down your throat.

His hand in your hair looses its harsh grip, now gently stroking your scalp as you suck him. His hips no longer thrust urgently, instead moving slowly, allowing you to maintain control of the rhythm. His voice is softer, less commanding and more encouraging, "Look up at me pretty girl."

You look up at him, your mouth full of his dick, tears drying on your cheeks. Roman's gaze locks onto yours, his eyes filled with a warmth that wasn't there before. He smiles softly, his thumb wiping away the last of your tears, "Keep looking at me like that." You pick up the pace, hollowing your cheeks around him as your tongue flutters against his sensitive underside. Roman's thighs tense under your hands, his breaths coming in short gasps, "That's- fuck, you're gonna make me."

Roman's grip on your hair tightens again as he comes, release spilling into your mouth. He groans loudly, his hips jerking forward as he forces himself deeper down your throat, "Fuck, fuck, fuck... swallow it." He continues to thrust as he finishes, his grip holding you steady. Once his orgasm subsides, he gently pulls your head back, his softened dick slipping from your lips with a wet pop.

You wipe your mouth with the back of you hand before you lean to give him a soft tender kiss. Roman kisses you back softly, tasting himself on your lips. His hand comes up to cup your cheek gently, his thumb brushing over your cheekbone. He pulls back slightly, looking into your eyes with affection, "You're so fucking sweet, you know that?"

"You think so?"

"Yeah it's true."

Roman brushes a piece of hair behind your ear his expression softening, "You got no idea how sweet you are." You smile shyly. "I don't think I'm that sweet." Roman actually laughs at that, "You're too humble." You roll your eyes playfully then after a second you lean closer again.

Resting your head against his shoulder. The wind blows softly around you for a while neither of you says anything then quietly you say, "I'm really happy." Roman looks down at you, "Yeah?" You nod, "Mhm." A smile tugs at your lips. "Like... really happy." The confession comes out almost embarrassed but it's true you are.

You look out at the hills stretching below you, "I don't think I've ever felt this happy before." Roman goes still but you don't notice too busy talking, "I like spending time with you." You smile, "I like waking up next to you and I like when you call me." You laugh softly, "I even like when you're annoying."

"Good." You immediately giggle, "See? Annoying." Roman's arm tightens slightly around your waist and you continue anyway. Because once you start talking, it's hard to stop, "I don't know," You shrug, "I just love you." The words come out so naturally and easily like breathing, "I really do."

Roman stares at you something about hearing that from you never gets old. His hand slides over yours interlocking your fingers, "You're stuck with me now." You laugh, "Roman..."

"I'm serious." The smile is still on his face but his voice isn't joking, "You know that right?" You tilt your head, "Know what?"

"That I'm not letting you go." The words should maybe sound alarming. Instead they make your chest flutter because Roman says them like a promise. You squeeze his hand, "I'm not trying to leave."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, I'm serious."

Roman looks at you quietly then reaches over grabbing your chin gently to make you look at him, "I know that's why I love you." Your heart melts instantly then he continues, "Everybody else always has one foot out the door." The smile on his face fades slightly, "But not you."

You don't even realize how sad he sounds. You just move closer wrapping your arms around him, "Of course not." Roman shuts his eyes briefly holding you tighter like he's memorizing the feeling, "I don't know what I'd do without you." You pull back, "Roman."

"What?"

"You'd be okay."

He shakes his head, "No." The answer comes too fast and certain. Roman just shrugs looking away toward the horizon, "I'd figure it out eventually but it'd fucking suck." You laugh softly, "You're dramatic." Roman snorts, "Look who's talking." You smile then lean your head back onto his shoulder comfortable and happy.

After a minute Roman speaks again so quietly you almost miss it, "You know what's crazy?"

"Hm?"

"If I met you five years ago," He shakes his head, "I would've fucked this up." You frown slightly, "What do you mean?" Roman stares out at the sunset, "I would've scared you away." He turns to yo, "But you stayed and now you're mine." The words are followed by a kiss against your forehead.

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part 3

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Sage has somehow managed to turn getting ready into a group project your bedroom looks like a bomb went off. Clothes draped over the foot of the bed, shopping bags from yesterday scattered across the floor, and a half-finished iced coffee sweating onto your nightstand.

Through all of it, Sage has been following you around like your personal stylist. You emerge from the bathroom and Sage shakes her head, "No..." You look down at yourself, "What's wrong with it."

"Nothing is wrong with it."

"Then?"

"It says you're interested."

You laugh and then you kick the heels off and walk back toward the closet, "You're ridiculous."

"No, I'M right."

Sage watches as you dig through hangers. "You need something that says, I know I'm pretty not please think I'm pretty." A few minutes later, you're standing in front of the mirror again. Sage goes completely silent, and you catch her expression through the mirror, "What?"

"Woah!"

You grin, "What."

"Oh that's bad."

You laugh softly and your heels click against the hardwood as you step closer to the mirror. Sage shakes her head slowly, "You're gonna kill that man." You look good he kind of good that makes people spend money they shouldn't. Your phone buzzes against the vanity and voth of your heads turn instantly.

roman: outside mami

You stare at it for a second then smile just a little. You toss the phone into your purse then you grab your sunglasses. Before you can make it two steps toward the door, Sage suddenly appears in front of you holding a perfume bottle.

"Stand still." You smile as she sprays you one spritz, two, then three. "SAGE!" She jumps back giggling, "Okay okay done!" You now smell like warm vanilla, amber, and something expensive. Sage steps back, looking you up and down one last time and she places both hands dramatically over her heart, "Oh wow."

"What?"

"You look like somebody's financial mistake."

"That's what I'm trying to be."

"Go make me proud!"

"He better splurge on me!" You laugh all the way out the door, and the last thing you hear before it closes behind you is, "TEXT ME EVERYTHING."

The elevator ride down is quiet for the first time all afternoon, just the soft hum of the elevator and your reflection in the mirrored walls. The elevator dings, and you step into the lobby. The cool air gives way to the warmth outside as the doorman pulls the door open for you. "Have a good evening."

"You too." You adjust your sunglasses slightly as you step outside. You spot a car, and of course, beside it is Roman leaning casually against the passenger door like he's been there for a while. One hand shoved into his pocket, and phone in the other, with his head tilted slightly downward as he scrolls through something.

Your heels click softly against the sidewalk as you start walking toward him in no hurry. Roman doesn't notice at first, still focused on whatever's on his screen, then something makes him glance up. The moment he sees you, his eyes land on you, and a smile tugs briefly at the corner of his mouth.

The closer you get, the more obvious it becomes that he's looking. You stop a few feet away, and Roman slowly pushes off the SUV. "Hey mami." You lower your sunglasses just enough to look at him over the top. His eyebrows furrow a bit. "What?" You take your time answering, looking him over once, then twice. "Nothing."

"Yeah?"

You nod, "Just making sure you look like your pictures." Roman lets out a laugh through his nose. "Oh, that's what you're doing?" You shrug lightly, "I had to check."

"You approve?"

Your eyes drift over him one more time, the tattoos peeking beneath his sleeve and the stupidly pretty face, "Hm."

Roman starts laughing, "That's a yes."

You roll your eyes playfully, "Don't get excited."

"Too late."

The sunlight catches his rings as he reaches for the passenger door, opening it for you. The door remains open, and Roman waits, not rushing or pressuring you. Your gaze flicks toward the SUV, then back to him. "You're really taking me shopping?" Roman stares at you for a second like he can't tell if you're serious. "Didn't drive all the way over here to just have a conversation."

You burst out laughing, head tipping back slightly. Roman watches the smile spread across your face. He looks entirely too pleased with himself. "Get in the car, pretty girl."

The passenger door closes with a soft thud behind you. You settle into the passenger seat comfortably, crossing one leg over the other while Roman pulls away from the curb. You turn slightly in your seat. "Where are we going?"

"You tell me."

Your eyebrows lift, "You're letting me choose?"

"Mhm."

You stare at him for a second, very interesting, "What if I say something crazy?"

"Then say it."

You grin, and you lean back against the seat. "You're very confident."

"I know."

You spend another few seconds looking out the window before turning back toward him. "You rich, rich, or pretending to be rich?"

Roman glances over, "What?"

"I'm deciding which stores to embarrass you in."

"Embarrass me?"

"Yes embarrass you."

"How generous."

You smile, "What if I wanna go somewhere ridiculous?" Roman shrugs, "Then we'll go somewhere ridiculous." You study him suspiciously, "You're making this too easy." Roman looks over at you briefly, the corner of his mouth pulling upward, "Thought you liked easy."

"You have that rich people's confidence."

"The hell is rich people's confidence?"

"It's when somebody asks how much something costs and you don't know. Like, do you know how much your watch costs?" Roman glances down at it, then back at the road. "No."

"You don't know?"

"I bought it months ago."

"Roman."

"What."

"That is literally what I'm talking about."

"So, where we going?"

You turn toward him, "Hm."

"Thought you were going to embarrass me."

"Oh, I am." You smile sweetly. "I'm still deciding how much money I wanna cost you today."

"Take your time."

You step inside the store, and when those glass doors close behind you, the city disappears. The store feels cool and smells expensive, like leather and perfume. You glance around once, then start walking, and Roman falls into step behind you. You can feel him watching you like he's curious what catches your eye.

Unfortunately for him, everything catches your eye. You stop in front of a display table, and a tiny black bag sits beneath one of the lights. You throw it over your shoulder and walk straight toward the nearest mirror. The sales associate appears beside you almost instantly. "That's one of our most popular pieces."

You turn slightly, checking how it sits against your hip. Roman watches from a few feet away, and you catch his reflection in the mirror, "What?" His eyes lift, "What?"

"You looked."

"I did, but keep shopping."

Your attention shifts to a leather jacket hanging near the back wall. You pull it off the rack. You slide one arm in, then the other. The leather settles perfectly across your shoulders, and the jacket hangs just right. You glance over your shoulder, "Well?"

Roman's sitting on one of the black couches now, one arm stretched across the back, watching you. His eyes move over the jacket slowly, then to your face, "Yeah."

"'Yeah'?"

Roman raises an eyebrow, "What?"

"That's all I get?"

"You want me to write a review?"

You grin, "No, I want effort."

"Turn around."

You shake your head, "You sound like somebody's husband."

Roman laughs, "You gonna turn around or keep talking?"

You turn slowly, and Roman watches intensely, not saying anything, though. Which somehow makes you more aware of him. More aware of the way he's looking and the fact that he drove all the way over here just to watch you spend his money.

"Get it."

You smile, "Obviously!"

The sales associate disappears to grab your size while you continue wandering through the store. You continue shopping, then you stop at the rows and rows of heels. Dangerous little shoes designed specifically to ruin lives, and your eyes light up instantly. You pick up one pair, then another. You hold up the heel, "I fear these are necessary." Roman leans back into the couch, then shakes his head, "Yeah, I guess they are."

"What?"

"You really don't feel bad spending my money."

You scoff with a smile on your face, "Should I?"

When the two of you finally make it to the register, you've accumulated enough bags to concern a financial advisor. The sales associate begins laying everything across the counter carefully. One by one the total keeps climbing, and you lean casually against the marble countertop while Roman stands beside you.

You glance toward Roman, "You know this is your fault."

Roman looks over, "My fault."

"Mhm."

"How..."

"You encouraged me."

"I encouraged you?"

"Yes."

The final item gets scanned and the register beeps, "Your total today is..." She reads the screen a very large number that would make most people physically ill. The associate looks between the two of you. "Whenever you're ready." Roman reaches into his pocket and pulls out his card and pays just like that. You lean slightly closer, "Do you even wanna know the total?" Roman glances down at the receipt, "Not really."

"I think I was actually very reasonable."

Roman turns slowly, "Reasonable...? He stares at the bags on the counter and smirks, "You done?" You look at the bags, then back at Roman, "No way!"

Next, the two of you hit up Chrome Hearts. Once in the store, you slow your pace, looking around. The silver catches the light from every direction. You glance over, "This feels more like you."

"More like me?"

"Mhm."

Unlike in Saint Laurent, he doesn't hang back. He doesn't sit on a couch and watch he's right beside you. Hands in his pockets, looking at the displays with you, commenting, and actually participating. You stop in front of a glass case filled with rows and rows of silver rings. You point, "These are ridiculous." Roman leans over slightly, "Those?"

"Mhm."

"They're ugly."

You turn toward him, "What?"

"They're ugly."

You stare, then laugh, "Oh wow. So now you're a jewelry expert?"

Roman shrugs, "Somebody gotta be."

You narrow your eyes, "You sound very sure of yourself."

"I am."

A sales associate appears nearby, and Roman nods toward him casually. The guy nods back like they know each other, and you catch it.

"You know people here?"

"No."

"You literally just did the guy nod."

"What guy nod?"

"The guy nod."

Roman snorts, "There's no guy nod."

A few minutes later, you're standing at another display, this one with necklaces. Your fingers drift across the glass, then stop at one necklace. You don't say anything or point at it, but Roman notices the way you stare at it, and Roman motions to the associate to take it out of the glass case for you.

The associate places the necklace into your hand before stepping away to give you space. The silver catches beneath the overhead lights. It's simple and pretty the kind of piece you'd wear every day. You walk toward the mirror, and the associate helps fasten it behind your neck. You glance back and catch Roman's eyes, "See, this is why you're annoying."

"What I do?"

"You keep watching me."

Roman laughs, "We're shopping together."

You roll your eyes playfully, then turn back toward the mirror. Roman leans against the display behind you, arms folded loosely. "What do you like about it?" You look over your shoulder, then shrug, "I don't know."

"You don't know."

"No."

"That's a lie."

"You ask too many questions."

"Necklace looks nice."

"It doesn't look expensive."

"It is expensive."

"Okay, but it doesn't look expensive."

"I knew you'd pick somethin' like that."

Your eyebrows lift, "Oh, really."

"Mhm."

"You know me now?"

"A little."

You scoff, "You met me like three days ago."

"What if I said no."

You turn, "What?"

"What if I said, don't get it?"

"I'd still get it."

"You don't ask permission?"

"I don't need permission from you."

"Never said you did."

"Good."

Roman looks toward the necklace again, then back at you, "Get it."

You tilt your head, "Yeah?"

"Mhm."

A small smile appears on your lips, "I was going to anyway."

"You should get one with my name on it."

The words are so random that it takes your brain a second to process them. You slowly turn, "What?"

Roman shrugs like he didn't just say something completely insane, "A chain."

"A chain with your name on it?"

"Yeah."

You stare at him, trying to figure out if he's joking. Unfortunately, Roman's expression isn't helping because he looks amused but not entirely joking. A laugh finally escapes you as you shake your head, "You have issues." Roman laughs quietly, "You don't like the idea?" You scoff immediately, "You met me like four days ago."

"So?"

"What do you mean so?"

You laugh again at the absolute confidence and entitlement. The fact that he somehow sounds completely serious, "You are unbelievable." Roman's grin only grows, "You haven't answered the question." You fold your arms loosely across your chest then a slow smile spreads across your face, "That can happen."

Roman's eyebrow lifts, "Yeah?"

"Mhm. Once you buy something valuable enough to have your name around my body."

"Oh, that's crazy."

You shrug, "What?"

"Did I not just give you that just right now?'

"At Saint Laurent? Not even close."

The employee hands over the final shopping bag and the sales associate thanks the two of you for coming in, but you barely hear them. You're too busy looking at the ridiculous amount of bags piled near the counter. You reach for one of the larger bags but before your fingers can even close around the handle, Roman takes it.

Your eyebrows lift, "Excuse me."

Roman glances over, "What? You think I'm going to you carry it."

Cars moves lazily through traffic and people walk alongside the sidewalks. Roman loads the bags into the trunk one by one. You watch him for a second trying to remember how the hell this became your afternoon. Three days ago you didn't even know this man existed.

You're back in the car and comfortable silence fills it. Roman drives with one hand on the wheel then he turns to you, "You hungry?" You look over, "That's a serious question?" Roman glances at you briefly, "Well yeah that's why I'm askin'."

"You watched me shop for four hours of course I'm hungry." The light ahead turns red the car slows and Roman rests his arm against the door looking over at you, "You don't feel bad at all."

"For what?"

"The shopping."

You genuinely consider it then shake your head, "No." Roman drops his head back against the seat laughing, "Oh my god."

"What?"

"You're not even trying to act guilty."

You look offended, "Why would I do that?"

The light turns green Roman shakes his head and starts driving again, "Well where do you wanna eat?"

You glance over then back out the window, "Hm." You adjust your sunglasses on top of your head then turn again to Roman, "You pick."

Roman looks over, "Me?"

"Mhm."

"What if you don't like it."

You shrug, "Then I'll complain."

"At least you honest."

You smile slightly, "But if it's good I'll consider letting you buy me dessert."

Roman nearly laughs himself into another lane, "How generous."

"I know."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

By the time the hostess leads you to the table, the sky has gone dark. Roman walks beside you, one hand in his pocket while the hostess leads the way. The hostess stops at a table near the edge one with one of the better views in the restaurant. Roman pulls out your chair and you look up at him a bit surprised, "Wow."

"What?"

You narrow your eyes, "You seem like the type that wouldn't do that."

A chuckle escapes him, "What does that even mean."

"I don't know," You sit anyway, "I just didn't expect it."

Roman pushes your chair in slightly, "You got a lot of assumptions for somebody you met this week."

You grin, "Somehow you still surprise me."

The waiter appears a few minutes later water gets poured and menus handed over. For a few moments both of you look through the menu or at least pretend to because you keep catching Roman looking up then back down.

The waiter returns before you can answer, "Can I start you off with something to drink?" You glance down then point, "The lychee martini." The waiter nods, "Excellent choice."

When the waiter leaves Roman leans back in his chair, "You know I thought you were gonna make me go bankrupt today." You smile sweetly, "I've been showing incredible restraint all day actually." Roman shakes his head with a grin, "You spent like a couple grand."

"That's subjective."

"Is it?"

The main courses arrive not long after the table fills with food and for a while the conversation slows. Both of you occasionally stealing food off the other's plate. Eventually Roman sets his fork down, "So what made you start modeling?" You shrug, "I kinda fell into it."

"Yeah?"

"Mhm," You turn the stem of your glass slowly between your fingers, "I don't know people always noticed me before they knew me. So eventually I figured if everybody's gonna stare anyway, I might as well get paid for it."

"That's the most you answer you could've given."

"What about you?"

"What about me?"

"Have you modeled or like done something similar I guess."

"Uh yeah I did."

"I don't buy it."

Roman gives you a side eye, "Why?"

"Because," You gesture toward him, "You seem way too impatient."

"That's exactly why I hated it."

"Tell me what happened."

"You're nosy."

"I'm curious actually there'sa difference"

"Same thing."

"Whatever."

Roman stares at you then finally caves, "Alright well I was young."

"Just a baby in the industry? How cute."

Roman immediately looks offended, "Baby?"

"Yes."

"Relax."

You laugh, "It's adorable."

Roman shakes his head already regretting telling you, "I got signed."

"Oh that's good."

"No it wasn't."

"Why?"

Roman sighs looking genuinely irritated by a memory from years ago, "Because."

"'Cause' isn't an answer."

"They kept tellin' me what to do."

"Roman you literally got paid to stand there and look hot."

"I know but you wouldn't like it either."

"I literally do it."

"You do it 'cause you want to," Roman continues, "Majority of the time you choose the jobs, you choose what you wear, and you choose what pictures get posted."

You slowly nod and Roman takes another sip of his drink, "They didn't let me choose nothing." You hum softly in response, "So you don't like being told what to do?"

"No not really."

"That's the understatement of the century."

"Yeah?"

"Well you did just say you hated modeling because it was too controlling."

"You making fun of me?"

"A little."

"A little?"

"A respectable amount," You continue, "No, but seriously it doesn't surprise me you hate being told what to do."

Roman shrugs the motion is casual but the answer isn't, "I don't see why I should do something just because somebody says so."

"So what happens if somebody tells you what to do?"

Roman raises an eyebrow, "What do you mean."

"I mean..." You gesture vaguely with your glass, "What if somebody tells you no."

"Depends who's telling me no."

The waiter clears the last of the plates and the candle between you flickers softly every time the wind passes through. Roman leans back in his chair, one arm resting against the armrest watching you play with the stem of your cocktail glass absentmindedly, "You never answered my question."

You glance up, "What question."

"About the necklace with my name in it."

"Oh my goddd..."

"What."

"You're still thinking about that?"

Roman laughs, "A little."

You shake your head, "That was hours ago."

Roman studies you for a second, then leans forward slightly, resting his forearms against the table, "Seriously though, what are we talkin' about here?"

You laugh at his audacity and the fact that he asked like he's discussing a business deal, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, what qualifies? You said you'd get a necklace with my name on it if I gave you something valuable enough to wear it."

"Maybe when you buy me a country."

"A country..?"

You nod, "A small one."

"You got expensive taste."

"I said a small country."

"Oh, my fault, like that makes a difference."

"Nothing crazy, maybe an island too," you add jokingly.

Roman scoffs and shakes his head, laughing, "Yeah, well, I'll get back to you when there's a country up for grabs."

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“Mami i need you” part 5

part 4

rommulas x reader

background: y/n and roman have been friends for a while. they met through social media (them both being in the modeling world) and started hanging out more, they clicked instantly. y/n has met all of roman’s LA friends. y/n moved back to her hometown in florida due to her mothers illness, but she has to leave behind roman in LA. they missed each other like crazy but life had to move on y/n has rekindled with her old friend and started hitting it off with him…

mentions: drug/alcohol use

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[seraphiclizbotomy]

nah fuck that desperate texting to roman we homie hopping over to hollis next

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two for one

summary: one bed, three!some with 2hollis and rommulas, sm!ut, aftercare

you were staying with hollis and roman in a hotel in new york as they were here for work. you were close with both of them so they invited you and hollis said he’d manage the hotel rooms. 

“i could only get us one room.” hollis sighed, swiping the key card on the door, “but it should be fine because it’s big and they said there’s more than one bed.”

you were fine with sharing a room with them, but this would mean changing.. and showering in their same room as them which made you a little uncomfortable.

“wait, you couldn’t get separate rooms?” roman asked, ushering you in the room before he followed you in.

“nah, i don’t know why. they said they only had one master suite free on the top floor. the rest of the rooms were reserved.”

hollis walked in, placing his bag by the door and stopped upon realising the situation.

“shit.” he cursed.

roman’s brows raised in confusion, walking over to see what hollis was annoyed about.

“there’s only one bed.” hollis said, looking down at you.

you sighed.

“i thought you said there was more than one bed?” you said, looking up at hollis.

“there was supposed to be..” he replied, raking his hand through his hair in frustration.

“well, at least the bed is big.” roman added, trying to lighten the mood.

“whatever..” you whispered, trying to mask your frustration.

“look, i can sleep on the couch y/n. you and hollis can take the bed. that way you’ll have some space.” roman said, trying to satisfy you.

“it’s okay. don’t worry. i’m just gonna get in the shower. i’m so tired.” you complained, walking over to get your toiletries bag and head to the bathroom.

it was around midnight and you were all pretty tired after getting minimal sleep on the flight. 

you brushed your teeth and had a warm shower, then changed into some shorts and a tank top. 

as you walked back out, hollis and roman were sat on the bed together, talking.

their eyes flicked to you and trailed down your body before roman got up quickly. 

“i’m gonna shower.” he stated, as he went into the bathroom.

hollis patted the place next to him on the bed.

“come here, you look so tired.” he said with a slight smile. 

you went over and laid on the bed next to him and climbed under the covers.

you yawned.

he brushed some hair out of your face.

“you wanna sleep?” he asked softly.

“no, not yet.” you replied.

he nodded. 

you guys spoke for a little before roman came out the bathroom in nothing other than shorts. 

hollis climbed out of bed upon his arrival and went over to the bathroom to shower.

you got up and helped roman attempt to make the couch comfy. 

“this is going to give me neck pain.” he complained, looking at the awkward style of the couch. 

he was probably right.

the couch was a good one, but it had hard edges and firm pillows. 

“i’m sure you’d fit in the bed with hollis and i.” you offered, looking up  at him.

“no- i don’t want it to get too crowded in there.” he replied.

you could tell he wanted to sleep in the bed but he just wanted to be respectful. 

“the bed is huge, roman. it’s fine.” you said.

he finally agreed and came and laid in the bed with you. 

one arm was behind his head as the other rested on his stomach. you were laid kind of to your side so you could speak to him as hollis walked out with damp hair and a towel wrapped around his waist. 

“roman did you take my shorts?” hollis said in an annoyed tone. 

“no, but i think i saw them in your duffel.” roman responded.

your eyes wandered across hollis’ body. 

he was hot.

his abs were prominent and the water droplets on his skin made him ten times more attractive.

he noticed your stare and reached for his shorts before shooting you a smirk and heading back into the bathroom.

you returned to talking to roman. 

his eyes lingered on your face for a moment too long before his hand reached for your chin, but he quickly retracted it as he heard the bathroom door open and hollis came out, wearing the same thing as roman.

“you not sleeping on the couch?” he asked roman as he walked over to the other side of the bed.

“bro, it was gonna be too uncomfortable.” he stated, “y/n said it would be fine if i slept in here with you guys.” 

hollis nodded, turning off the lights and climbing in on the other side of you, putting you in the middle of hollis and roman. 

hollis deeply exhaled, placing his arm around the pillow behind you.

“this okay, y/n?” he asked, checking you were comfortable.

you told them it was and laid there, a little awkward but also tired. roman and hollis were staring at you, not weirdly, just glaring. 

they looked at each other before back down at you.

you knew what they were thinking, and you were thinking it too.

your eyes flickered between the two of them.

hollis hand slowly rested itself on your stomach, not moving, just there.

roman slowly trailed his fingers down your arm, up to your shoulder and neck.

“y/n..” hollis started, “have you ever, thought about.. us?”

roman looked at you to hear your response.

you felt a heat developing in your lower abdomen as they got closer.

you looked up at him.

“i- i don’t know guys. there are two of you and-“ you sputtered.

“hey, hey.. it’s okay.” roman whispered, consoling you as he could sense your nervous.

“it’s totally up to you y/n. you say no, we drop it and go to sleep. but, if you want..” hollis persuaded.

you glared up at both of them. 

you wanted to, but two guys? that’s intense.

“we’ll be gentle.” hollis promised. “but we’ll make you feel so good..” roman added.

you sat up a little.

“okay, i want to.” you consented.

hollis nodded. roman too.

you slowly slid your tank top off, revealing your breasts to them.

their eyes flicked down. hollis reached to touch one as he leaned in to kiss you.

roman leaned down to kiss the other one, swirling his tongue around your nipple as his hand rested on your ribcage.

hollis continued caressing you as he pulled away.

“if it gets too much at any point, tell us, okay?” he murmured.

you nodded, looking over to roman who came up to kiss you slowly. 

hollis pushed the blanket down, revealing your thighs. he slowly slid down your shorts, exposing you to him.

you pulled away from roman to look at what hollis was doing to you. 

“sh.. relax baby..” he cooed, his hand pushing you back to lay down as he settled between your legs. 

roman pulled your face back to him. he began kissing down your neck.

then you felt hollis. 

he was working magic tricks with his mouth. you began squirming until romans hands held your hips still as he kissed you. his tongue dove into your mouth, swallowing your moans that hollis was responsible for. romans hand reached down and touched your clit, maximising your pleasure. 

“you like that?” roman cooed. 

unable to speak, your legs began to give. hollis sat up and smirked at you, leaving you needy and looked at roman. 

roman climbed over you, continuing from where hollis left off and slowly slid himself into you. you moaned loudly as he stretched you out.

“you can take it baby..” hollis whispered as he kissed the moans out of you.

hollis slid down his shorts and roman began moving in and out of you, pushing more of his length in you each time.

you winced a little, realising how big he was.

“you’re taking me so well.” roman praised.

your moans got louder. 

you looked to your side and saw hollis’ erection. he was kneeling beside you as he leaned down to kiss you.

you reached up and wrapped your hand around him, pumping him slowly. 

hollis pulled your hand off him, placing your hand in front of your mouth.

“spit.” he ordered.

you complied and he placed your hand back on him, letting you continue your work on him.

“good girl..” hollis praised.

as your hand jerked his shaft, roman was pleasuring you well. 

your breathing sped up as hollis massaged your breasts. 

roman and hollis exchanged looks and changed positions.

roman pulled out of you and moved to your side.

hollis was now sat on the bed, head against the headboard and pulled you on top of him.

“come here princess.” he ordered, bringing you to straddle him. “you think you can handle it?” he murmured, rubbing your hip. 

his gaze was soft, his touch gentle.

“yeah.” you whispered, positioning him at your entrance.

he helped you lower yourself onto him. 

you moaned.

romans hand interlaced with yours as his other hand wrapped around his length, jerking himself to the sight. 

hollis bucked his hips up into you as you began riding him. 

“you’re doing so well, y/n.” hollis whispered.

“yeah,” roman agreed, “i told you we’d make you feel good.”

you were too full of pleasure to reply, but you bit your lip as your head fell back. 

roman pulled your head up.

“let me hear you baby..” he demanded.

you let your moans rip loud as hollis pleasured you gently.

you leaned down, taking roman’s length into your mouth.

he let out a guttural groan.

he pushed your head slowly down onto him as he bit his lip and thrusted into your mouth at a manageable pace.

“just like that…” he moaned, his fingers laying on your neck.

“you’re such a good girl..” hollis praised, his hand resting on your back.

after sucking roman for a while, he finished in your mouth, pulling back with a loud grunt as hollis sped up.

“i- i’m close..” you moaned.

“i know.” he replied, his hands resting on your hips as he pushed you up and down on him as he filled you up completely. 

your legs started to shake as your movements grew sloppy.

then it hit you.

euphoria.

total consumption.

“oh… you did so well for us.” hollis replied, pulling out of you to finish.

roman agreed as they both helped you settle on the bed between them.

“here, lay down.” roman whispered, rubbing your back softly as he let you get comfortable under the covers.

hollis laid next to you, resting an arm behind your neck.

“how are you feeling?” he cooed.

“tired.” you responded with a grin.

“i can imagine.” he giggled.

roman threw an arm over your stomach and rested his head on your chest as hollis embraced you at his side.

you exhaled deeply as hollis noticed your smile lingering on your face.

“i told you that you’d enjoy it.” he teased, closing his eyes.

he pressed a gentle kiss to your neck as roman pressed one to your chest.

“goodnight..” they both whispered to you.

“goodnight.” you replied, slowly drifting to sleep.

[seraphiclizbotomy]

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