𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬
𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚. 𝖲𝗆𝗎𝗍
𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝖦𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗁𝖺𝗆 𝖳𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗄𝖺 𝗑 𝖥𝖾𝗆 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋
𝘾𝙬. 𝖲𝖾𝗑𝗌𝗈𝗆𝗇𝗂𝖺, 𝖽𝗎𝖻 𝖼𝗈𝗇, 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, somnophilia of sorts
𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩. 1.8k
Your eyes grow wide when you see whom you're assigned a room with.
"Ooo Good luck, Bestie" Akane pats you on the shoulder after reading the name.
Gundham Tanaka, what a name. Perfect for his intimidating nature.
You didn't have a problem with him in particular but you had the feeling he wasn't too fond of you.
His stare was always cold, it was hard to tell what thought was going through his head. He was big and shadowed over you by a good five inches.
You two never talked. You were afraid he would snap your neck in half if you step within ten feet of him. So you kept your distance.
Then you thought, why were you being paired with a male?
As you looked around the lobby you noticed that everyone else was paired with the same gender.
"Wait how come I'm paired with a guy?" You asked.
"Well you see Y/n because of the off ratio of guys to girls due to Nagito's suspension, this is just how things fell."
Damn Nagito, even causing mayhem miles away.
However, you swallow your nerves and confront him.
"Hey, so we're roommates I guess" your voice was a quivering mess, very smooth y/n.
He looks down at you his nonexistent eyebrows scrunched together as his lips turn into a sour snarl.
You felt a wave of fear travel through your system. A deadpan smile plastered on your face as you were afraid to make any other expression.
What did you do for him to hate you this much?
In reality, that was far from the truth. In fact, the other way around. Gundham was somewhat afraid of you.
You were absolutely gorgeous to him. What started as a desire to become friends with you grew into a raging lust. One he was ashamed of.
He didn't want to objectify you in this way but he couldn't remove his eyes from your curves, your dreamy eyes, your thick curly hair. Everything about you was stunning. He'd never felt so strongly for anyone like he does for you.
He was too scared to talk to you, worried he would ruin any chance.
"It seems so" he turns away from you pulling his scarf over his face to hide the blush rising in his cheeks.
You spare him a smile, and twist the room key in your fingers to show him you have it.
He follows you to the elevator offering to take your bags which was sweet.
"202" you mumble out loud. The room number.
"Guess we can find dinner once we settle in" he didn't respond to you.
You turn around to look at him. He was staring at the wall face again looking annoyed.
You frown and turn back to face the door.
In actuality, he was hard staring at your ass. He couldn't help it. It was just so plump. Your leggings framed it so well. The way it jiggled while you walk was hypnotizing.
He wondered if that's how it would move when continuously slammed against his pelvis as he fucked you to oblivion.
When he noticed you turning around he immediately looked away, cursing himself for the explicit thought.
He would never act on these actions but, he couldn't stop imagining them which he felt was just as worse.
You two make it to the room. Luckily it had two beds, with a few feet in between them.
You took the bed closer to the door as Gundham took the one further into the room.
- Hours had passed since you two had settled in.
Your soft snores carried to his ears as you slept peacefully. They weren't loud but it was so quiet in the room it was the only thing audible other than the air conditioning.
He was still awake at the late hour of 2 A.M. thinking about how fine you looked in your selected sleepwear.
The t-shirt two times your size rode up your stomach showing off your pajama shorts.
Not the sexiest thing in the world, but exposing just enough to get his mind wondering.
He forced himself to look away, keep any innocence he had left if any.
Your bed creaked. He assumed it was you turning again in your sleep. Then, he felt the mattress dip behind him.
Quickly, he turned around to see one of your knees on the bed.
Your eyes remained closed suggesting you were still asleep.
Gundham's eyes grew wide as he watched your body begin to climb onto his bed.
Then, you fell over his lap still fast asleep.
He went tense, he wasn't sure what to do. He didn't expect you to be a sleepwalker and wasn't sure how to approach it.
Should he leave you there? Take you back to your bed?
Waking you from your peaceful state was the last thing he wanted so, he gently pushes you off of him to the side.
Face now burning with the thought of you in his bed, he tries to go to sleep but couldn't. Instead, all he could do was focus on your breathing which began to pick up by the second.
He looks down at you, your face scrunched together. Were you having a nightmare or something?
But then, your hand came in contact with his chest. He felt sparks burst from that spot.
You had never touched him before but damn, was it everything he ever wanted. Your hand was so tiny compared to his.
The small grip you had on his tank was adorable.
Your face had somehow nuzzled its way into the crook of his neck.
Your breath hitches causing the hot air to tickle his skin.
He was stiff. He wanted to jerk away from you but also wanted you close to him.
His hands hovered over your back, afraid to touch you.
Then he felt the gentle graze of your lips as you began to kiss his neck.
His body began to burn as well as a heat in his pants as you left love marks down his jaw.
Your hand traveled down his torso. His breathing picked up as you got closer to his core.
"Y/n?" His voice croaked as he confirmed if you were actually asleep.
Your lack of an answer made him think so.
He didn't know which he'd rather more. Though he wasn't performing the actions, he felt just as guilty for letting you subconsciously continue.
But how often does this opportunity present itself? Here he was getting the touch he's desired so much from you.
"Mm" a soft moan drips from your lips.
His erection presses harder against his sweats as they grow tighter.
Your leg stretches over him keeping him pinned down under you.
Your hand finally reached his clothed dick giving it gentle strokes.
"Shit." He muttered through gritted teeth.
The bed began to rock as you thrust your hips against his side.
Gundham was in shock. Like what was even happening right now?
You, one of if not the prettiest girl he's ever seen was here in his bed rubbing and grinding against him. It felt like something straight out of a dream.
"Ahh ah" Your moans grow louder in his ear as you rocked more vigorously.
Sweat rolled down his face as the pleasure of it all began creeping up.
Then you shifted again. This time you sat fully on top of him, on top of his dick. Still clothed, but he was praying that he could take his pants off.
"Baby~" your soft voice forced itself out of those pretty lips that were trying to stay together. Your hands pressed down hard on his chest. Your nails were nearly piercing his skin.
He couldn't hold it in any longer. Gundham carefully allowed his fingers to wrap around your hips.
You reacted with a breathless moan. Your head was thrown back. A pretty, almost sexy smile was present on your face as your mouth hung slightly open.
Your arms came around his neck pulling you closer to him. His teeth bit into your shoulder.
"Yes~" your voice airy and thrusts pressed harder against him. Gundham wanted to strip you naked, but would that be too far? Was what you two were doing already going too far?
But your pretty body felt so good on top of him. Your skin looked so delicious. The sweat made it glisten so nicely. Your moans were the closest thing to heaven.
You two had somehow slid off Gundham's sweat pants, but the barrier of underwear was still there.
There was a damp spot from where the precum stained his briefs.
"Mhm" your legs spasm and your hips were slowing down.
He began to whine at the decrease in speed. He gripped your waist and threw a thrust up into you.
"Ugh" you force out a moan at the sudden movement.
His breath was heavy as he continued to thrust against you.
Your body slightly clasped into him. Were you coming? Just the thought made his legs weak.
Knowing that you were about to orgasm because of him, using his body to get yourself off while he did nothing but moan along with you was so hot. Being your sex slave was something he never knew he needed.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes~" your body fell limp into him. Your hums vibrate as you tremble on top of him. Then he felt warm. He realized that you came on top of him.
Slowly he rides you down from your high.
His body jolts up and a groan leaves his mouth as his seed mixes with your juices.
Breathing heavily, he laid there eyes wide.
What the hell just happened?
Your body, now satisfied, reverted back to its restful state.
You looked so peaceful and so sweet as you laid on him fucked out and slightly trembling.
However, it was a mess. You both were a mess. Should he leave you here? Clean you up?
Questions and scenarios raced through his mind.
Finally, he got up to grab a towel and a pair of his sweatpants.
Carefully and gently, he removed your soaked bottoms and replaced them with his sweatpants instead. He left your underwear as he felt that was a bit too intimate.
Once you were dry and comfy, he carried you back to your bed and tucks you in.
He changes himself and returns back to bed.
It would be a lie to say it was hard to sleep after that. Hell, it was hard to still be in the same room as you.
Should he tell you? You deserved to know right?
"Gundham?" Your voice sweet and almost muffled traveled to his side of the room.
"Yeah?" It startled him and his heart began to beat out of his chest.
"Can you turn up the air. It's hot" you turn over away from him.
"Yeah, of course" he gets up to change the thermostat.
"Oh also" he turn to looks at you.
"Can we talk about that in the morning" he could hear the shame in your voice
"Uh yeah" he could feel the heat in his cheeks.
He laid back in bed. Mind spinning, heart pounding, and confused.
Finally he got the girl but was it worth it? Was it all he wanted?
