alternatively,, “sleeping in a bed that's so small, your bodies are touching at all times, making it even harder to keep your hands off of each other and fighting attraction” w/ roommate! sackler
OH I LOVE A GOOD ROOMMATES TROPE. Please accept these roommate!Sackler thots. 😈
“Stay on your side,” you hiss.
“You stay on your side!”
Cursing the carful of out-of-town friends currently occupying Adam’s bed and mustard yellow couch, you yank the covers over, inadvertently exposing his feet.
“You little shit,” he whispers, recoiling at the cool air and yanking his legs up to brush against yours.
“It’s my bed,” you spit in his direction.
He rolls onto his shoulder to face you. “You’re the one who wanted me in it.”
“I already regret it,” you say, eyes raking over his face in the dark, body subtly canting towards his.
“Yeah?” he asks, breath hot on your skin.
“Yeah.”
Your lips crash together, mouths working and teeth clicking as you fist at his shirt.
“Fuckin’… fuckin’ knew you liked me,” he gasps between rough kisses.
“Shut up,” you snarl, yanking his shirt over his head.
He’s rushed and greedy as he shoves your pj bottoms down your thighs, sinking his thick fingers into the cleft of your pussy as you kick them off.
“So you’re just always this wet, huh?” he rasps, rubbing slow circles into your clit.
You whimper into his mouth, hips bucking at his touch.
“Jesus Christ,” you mumble as your fingers slip beneath the waistband of his briefs to wrap around his thick cock, heat radiating onto your palm.
He’s going to split you in two.
His hand hooks under your knee and he pulls you on top of him, your thighs straddling his waist.
“Ride me,” he growls, lifting your hips to notch the tip of his cock in your entrance.
The stretch-burn of it tears straight through your spine; your back arches as you sink down on his length. And you take it. You’ll take it all for him.
“So fuckin’ tight,” he whispers, grinding your clit against the base of his cock. “You like that?”
“Like it better when you’re quiet,” you retort, thighs shaking from the sensation.
“Like it better when you’re not,” he grins, bucking his hips up into you.
You wake up, limbs tangled together, soft light filtering through the blinds. Adam grumbles sleepily, pressing a kiss to your forehead and pulling you in closer.
Maybe the bed is big enough for two after all.
