#roman x reader

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F*ck Me Eyes

synopsis: Roman asked you to straighten his hair, you were more than happy to. However, the new look awakened something in you that had not previously been there. Roman was hot, so f*cking hot.

tags: fem!reader x rommulas, friends that secretly crush on eachother

cw: bathroom s*x, almost caught, getting caught, hair pulling

authors note: this was supposed be done like… forever ago😬 i’ve had most of it written but lowkey forgot to finish it. but it’s done and i like how it came out. let me know if yall like this one cause the next one will be that hollis idea i posted👀 title and some of the idea is from the song “f*ck me eyes” by the one and only Mother Cain

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“Will you straighten my hair?”

The question was random, everyone had been sitting in the living room in comfortable silence for the better half of two hours. 

“Why?”

You said it with a giggle but he seemed a little defensive.

“Cause I thought it would look cool, nevermind.”

He rolled his eyes and went back to his phone, you sat up off the floor.

“Wait, let me do it! Please….”

Roman scoffed and got up to walk to the bathroom, you followed, leaving the rest of the boys in the living room. You and Roman had a sibling-like bond, bickering was second nature. You couldn’t deny the beauty of the man, but you never had feelings for him. He was in fact like a brother, one that you wouldn’t mind… fucking.  All of the boys were like that to you, they all felt like brothers, but they were also hot. Never in a million years would you admit that to any of them. But the thought was somehow always there. When you walked in after Roman, you closed the door and began getting the straightener to let it heat up.

“Why did you close the door?”

You looked at him before scoffing and rolling your eyes.

“Don’t get your hopes up, the only plug is right here.”

You pointed to the outlet behind the door before continuing to get everything set up. You motioned for him to sit on the toilet so you could reach him better. You began to comb through his mess of curls, every once in a while hearing a hiss from accidentally pulling too hard. 

“Are you almost done?”

Roman whined, sounding like a child. You put the comb down and grabbed the straightening iron to check if it was ready.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

Roman turned and looked a little confused.

“Yea..? Why wouldn’t I want to?”


You grabbed his head and turned him back around, not wanting to explain how it could affect his curls. You sprayed a copious amount of heat protectant throughout his hair before beginning.  After thirty minutes, Roman started to whine again.

“Why is it taking so long?”

You sighed, ignored him and continued to work on the lower part of his sectioned hair. Eventually, you only had the top section left. His hair was thicker than you thought, taking close to two hours to finish. It didn’t help that he would complain and whine about his back or how his neck hurt every five minutes. 

“Ok, I’m done.”

He turned around on the toilet seat, you couldn't do anything but stare in awe at the sight before you. He was beautiful, no he was gorgeous.

“Wow.”

That was all you could say.

“What? Does it look bad?”

You giggled at his concern.

“No, it looks good. You look… hot.”

Your cheeks began to blush, he noticed. You were practically drooling over him.

“Really?”

His eyes got darker, he stood up and got closer to you. 

“Wh-what are you doing, Rom?”

“Going to look in the mirror? Why, you got something on your mind?”

He asked it so innocently, acting as if there was no intent behind the words. He grabbed your shoulders and moved you to the side so he could look in the mirror. His touch brought heat to your stomach and a pink color to your cheeks. Roman noticed, he always noticed. He caught your eyes in the reflection of the mirror. Your stare was full of want and need.

“Are you going to do something or just fuck me with your eyes?”

He tilted his head as he said it. You didn’t say anything, couldn’t say anything. 

“Do you want to fuck me?”

He knew that you did, he grabbed your waist with gentle hands. He pulled you closer until you were inches apart. You could feel his breath on your lips, his eyes were hungry and so were yours. You couldn’t handle it any longer, you closed the gap and met his lips. The kiss was fast and brutal. He picked you up and placed you on the sink, his hands finding your breasts. One hand crept up and wrapped around your throat, placing enough pressure to slow your breathing but not stop it.  You wrapped your legs around him, grinding against his growing arousal. You needed more, you needed him. You moaned into the kiss, finding a little friction against the zipper of his jeans. Roman broke the kiss to take his shirt off and you followed, leaving you in your bra. He reached around and unclasped it, allowing it to fall to the floor. He took the sight of you in, your swollen lips, your exposed breasts. He unzipped his pants and took them off, you could see the imprint of his dick. You hopped off the sink and knelt down in front of him. You began to palm him through his boxers, his breath hitching. 

“Yo! What are ya’ll doing?”

Your eyes widened and you stood up as quick as you could. It was Hollis. You couldn’t do anything but stare at Roman in shock. A smile slowly spread across his face has he slid a hand in your shorts and covered your mouth.

“She’s straightening my hair, what do you need?”

He said it so casually, as if his fingers weren’t doing circles around your clit. You couldn’t help the slight whimper that escaped your mouth, even through Roman’s hand covering it.

“Can I join you? The boys are being boring.”

“Ummm, I mean the bathrooms kinda small and the straightener is plugged in behind the door so it has to stay closed. Sorry man.”

Roman inserted two of his fingers, you gasped a bit too loud.

“Is she okay?”

“Hollis, if you don’t leave right now, I’m going to take this straightener and shove it so far up your ass…”

“Fine. But I’m ordering food so y’all better be done when it gets here.”

With that, Hollis walked away. Roman wasted no time and pulled off your shorts. He placed you back on the countertop and took his dick out.

“I guess we better be quick.”

He laughed as he lined himself up. He began to attack your neck as he slowly inserted himself. Your hands went up to his freshly done hair and began to pull as he picked up the pace. He hit every spot that made you squirm, you pulling his hair hard in response. Every time you yanked at it, he moaned. He enjoyed it. The two of you quickly forgot that you were in a house full of your closest friends. The sounds of skin on skin took over the bathroom and echoed off the walls. The two of you moaning so loud the neighbors could probably hear. Roman took one of his hands and began to rub your clit. He knew what he was doing and it made you wonder how many women he had been with. In no time, you were screaming with release as you finished on his dick. Roman followed after, pulling out to stroke out his orgasm. He came onto your stomach as you were catching your breath. He gave you a small kiss as he reached behind you to get a wash rag to clean up. As he was wiping down your stomach, there was a knock on the door.

“Are you done fucking cause the foods here.”

It was Ryan. Roman rolled his eyes.

“Fuck off, we’ll be out in a minute.”

You giggled as Roman pulled up his pants. He kissed you, this time it was sweet and… loving?

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[i6narly]

roman as your bf headcanons

you spend a lot of time at the studio with him, so naturally you also end up spending a lot of time with the rest of boyliife.

roman will talk about you to hollis, ryan, and nate nonstop. especially about how you’re such an amazing girlfriend and how lucky he is to have you. he would never admit how much he talks about you, though, because he has to keep up his “nonchalant act” and pretend he isn’t completely obsessed.

if you are ever sad, roman is always there to comfort you. he treats you like you’re his whole world, calling you little nicknames like “baby” or “my love” and reassuring you that everything is going to be okay. he always makes sure you know that you can talk to him about anything.

he will buy you whatever you want and absolutely spoil you with his money and love. he remembers the little things you mention wanting and will randomly surprise you with them later just because he knows they’ll make you happy.

he loves spending time with you, even when you’re not doing anything special. you could literally be sitting around the studio doing your own thing and he’d still want you nearby. he always seems happier when you’re around.

he will hold your hand in public and always make sure you know he’s there for you. he isn’t afraid to show that he cares about you, even if he tries to act all nonchalant around everyone else.

you always have to travel with him to festivals and shows, and you’re basically always around for photoshoots, rehearsals, and studio sessions. everyone on the team already knows you because you’re almost always there with him.

while he is performing, he always looks over at you and smiles, especially when he knows you’re standing on the side of the stage watching him. sometimes you’ll catch him looking at you instead of the crowd, and he’ll just smile before going back to performing.

after shows, he always wants to know what you thought of his performance. even if everyone else is telling him that he did amazing, he still wants to hear it from you because your opinion matters the most to him.

roman acts like he doesn’t care that much in front of everyone, but the second you’re alone, his whole attitude changes. he’s constantly checking if you’re okay, asking if you need anything, and making sure you’re comfortable.

the rest of boylife definitely teases him about how obvious he is. roman will deny being obsessed with you every single time, even though everyone already knows the truth.

he’ll pretend to be annoyed whenever they bring you up, but secretly he loves talking about you. he could probably talk about you for hours if nobody stopped him.

[i6narly]

roman!ug artist x model!reader

masturbation , edging , humping.

i apologize if this isn’t well written!! I was rushing to use this new pic of him.

ONLY FOR YOU

part one

you and roman did not like eachother at all, there was no explanation you both just didn’t like eachother.

you both we’re in the same friend group with ryan, hollis and nate.

you were the only girl in the group obviously they all loved you, and thought you were so cute being the only girl.

then there was roman, he despised you. but deep down if he was given the chance to get you in the bed he would take that chance and claim you.

like that would ever happen. you would hate if that happened, yeah. sure you would.

one night you were scrolling on your Instagram until you saw someone in your story views, under the name “rommulas” you decided to click on this account.

you clicked on his highlights. then you saw him, his long hair his beautiful body. your jaw dropped slightly as you looked more at the pic.

this was really overwhelming for you because you had only seen him in his black leather pants and his black wifebeater.

you decided to text him, you had his number but only texted when you absolutely had too.

you texted him saying

you continued texting him, you both were actually having a conversation.

which you both had never did because of how much you “hated each other.”

he eventually figured out a way to bring up the two pics u posted.

asking you questions like “Why’d you post that?” like he was upset that u were posting yourself like that.

both of these pics were archives from photoshoots.

at the time u were texting him it was around twelve, you were bored so you decided to attempt to sleep.

you ended up imagining roman fucking you, which made you horny as fuck.

your imagination went crazy. his chain swinging in your face as he got on top of you and slid inside you.

you opened your eyes at this point but kept thinking about it, you can’t say you didn’t like the thought of him doing that to you.

because you did, you really fucking did.

you wish you both didn’t have a love hate relationship with each other, because you both would be the most perfect couple.

you opened Instagram again, viewing his pic once again.

you had your cargos on, you unzipped them and slid them off smoothly and tossed them on the floor.

your hands began to move on their own to your panties, you began touching yourself.

you were so wet from that pic. your pussy was making wet sloppy noises as you continued.

you shut your eyes and whimpered imagining yourself riding him, you moaning as he called you a good girl.

you got a pillow and placed it in between your legs like a horny whore, you began humping it.

it felt good as fuck. you wish you were riding him but instead you were just whimpering and humping a pillow.

pathetic.

if he knew you were doing this he would go crazy.

one thing you didn’t know was that he was down bad for you, he would always put on an act but that was all for you.

only for you.

[seraphiclizbotomy]

wait guys why the nosebleed..? was it an ouchy or was there lines involved

[2bluntss]

until the doors open

rommulas x reader

a/n: i’m backkk for now , i keep forgetting to come on here and check what people are saying but ive written this quite quickly to keep some of you guys fed, i hope no one hates me for constantly going m.i.a but if u really enjoy my presence follow me on twitter 👀 same username & also im sorry for not tagging my fics anymore i just never know what to put!! but anyway thank you for all the love ive received it really means the world and i can’t believe my writing really does entertain people <2 i love u i hope u enjoy

w/c: 2k

it’s a late july night, you’re coming home to your dorm after a day out with your friends. you bought a few things, tops, pyjamas, and a few other boring things for your accommodation. your dorm is on the fourth floor, you never take the stairs.

your shoulder began to ache from all the contents in your bag, you desperately press the elevator button & wait patiently for it to come down to collect you. in the meantime, you check your notifications since you haven’t been on your phone all day.

a few seconds pass, and the elevator doors open slowly. but it’s not empty. you look up from your phone, and you’re met with a boy. one that you know pretty well.

he smiles. ‘didn’t think i’d catch you out at this time.’

‘ew fuck off roman.’ you snap.

he’s leaned against the back of the elevator, arms folded loosely, as if he was waiting for you. his hair holds relaxed curls that frame his face, a bit frizzy on top. he taps a finger on his upper arm, a heavy silver ring wrapping around it. he’s wearing a white long sleeve top, the thin fabric putting his slim & toned body on show. black jeans hung low on his waist, white calvin kleins peeking through as if it were unintentional.

‘you don’t mean that. where are you going?’

the nicest way to describe roman, is that he’s a bitch. he teases you when he’s with his friends, but acts all sweet when it’s just you two. you never liked him, and probably never will. you’ve went to the same school since you were both 7 when you moved house, you thought you would finally get away from him. when you got to college, he followed right behind you. sometimes you feel like he does it on purpose. like he chased you deliberately. he always claims you guys were ‘meant to be’ and that your fate was ‘written in the stars’, not even in a relationship way. and it’s not like you hate roman, it’s more so you hold grudges. he’s embarrassed you countless times & you just stand your ground now. but, there’s times where you do get along. when your first real boyfriend broke up with you, he turned up at your door with a bouquet of your favourite flowers & a basket of things to cheer you up including candies, chocolate, candles & hand written notes. he held you while you cried & when you finally finished, he let you sleep on his chest until the sun rose again. he didn’t move a muscle in fear that you’d wake up & start crying again. he is sweet, but only when no one’s watching, which is the worst part.

‘to my room, where else?’

‘i meant floor, dummy.’

‘4. and why were you coming down?’

‘i was gonna go to the store & get a drink but i can’t just leave you alone now, can i?’

‘well you could.’

‘maybe i don’t want to.’

you laugh to yourself & set your bag down on the floor.

‘where did you go?’

‘the mall with some friends.’

‘did you get anything nice?’

‘i didn’t get a lot, but my bag is so heavy.’

he lifts it up off the ground with one finger.

‘super heavy.’ he laughs.

‘oh whatever. what did you do today?’

‘just stayed in. didn’t feel like going out today.’

the elevator slams and you both jolt up.

‘what the fuck?’ you shriek.

‘no fucking way.’ roman stabilises himself & desperately presses all of the buttons.

‘bro don’t do that it’ll make it worse stop stop stop!’ you slap his back & pull his shirt.

‘don’t stretch this shit out, it’s designer.’

‘i’ll just buy you a new one calm down.’

‘this shirt is worth more than your life. i doubt you could.’

‘shut the fuck up.’

you lean against the back of the elevator and slide down, sitting on the cold dirty floor. roman joins. he brings his knees up and leans his arms on them. his head rests against the wall as he looks up at the ceiling. you observe him quietly, subtly. his nose has a gentle bump, his cheekbones are dramatically pronounced from the bright lights & his adam’s apple bobs up & down as he swallows. he’s really pretty. an ethereal kind of pretty. he catches your gaze & you quickly look away.

‘too slow i already caught you.’

you stutter. ‘i didn’t mean to-‘

‘i didn’t say you couldn’t look at me. show me what you bought since we probably have a lot of time to kill.’

‘can you just call someone?’

‘who? who the fuck do you want me to call?’

‘i don’t know, like 911?’

‘and waste their time? they’ve got better things to be doing other than fixing an elevator. this thing will turn back on soon.’

‘and if it doesn’t?’

‘someone will fix it at some point. a dormitory can’t have a broken elevator.

‘but what if-‘

‘just show me what you got.’

‘okay.’

you ruffle around in your bag, your eyes lighting up when you remind yourself of all the things you bought earlier. ‘i forgot i got this!’ you point the yellow babydoll top towards roman and his eyes widen. ‘and thats a..’

‘a shirt..’

‘oh yeah! it looks like a towel.’

‘a fucking towel?’ you stare at the shirt, trying to envision what the hell roman is seeing.

‘sorry, show me the next one.’

you fold the shirt neatly and pop it back into the bag and you start rummaging the next item. romans gaze is fixed on you, a faint smile plastered on his lips.

‘i got these pyjamas but i don’t really like them..’ you lift up a white silk tank top with a lace trim & matching shorts with light grey polka dots scattered across the set.

‘i like it. it’ll look good on you.’ roman clears his throat.

‘thank you, ro.’

you fold the pyjamas and throw them back into the bag. ‘i can’t be bothered to show you anything else, i was so excited to get back to my room & just get into my comfy bed.’ you lean your head back & close your eyes.

‘and i wanted to go to the store to get a gatorade but here we are.’

you turn your head to look at roman. you’re sat pretty close, shoulders touching.

‘you could’ve, you chose to stay.’

‘and imagine i didn’t. you would’ve been in this situation all by yourself.’

‘yeah and i would’ve called 911 to come get me out. you’re the dumbass thats convinced this stupid things gonna start moving again soon.’

‘my point is that you should be grateful you’re not here alone.’

‘i wouldn’t mind.’ you shrug your shoulders and lean your head back against the wall, eyes still locked on romans.

‘i’m so sure.’ his voice breaks a bit as he mumbles.

a few quiet moments pass of you two just staring at eachother. tension grows thick.

his eyes fall to your lips, then back up to your eyes. you know what he wants, but you get too flustered & turn your head away suddenly without saying anything. roman clenches his jaw & cracks his knuckles.

you turn back. ‘you okay?’

‘yeah, i’m so okay.’ roman rolls his eyes.

‘yeah?’

he nods.

‘well.. anyway. it feels like we haven’t spoken in ages.’

‘yeah, it has been a while. i haven’t really seen you around. where have you been?’

‘i’ve been all over the place.’

‘yeah? where have you been this week then.’ roman stares at you again.

you look at him for a few moments, trying to gather all the places you’ve been this week before you start listing them.

‘well, college obviously, my dorm, valerie’s dorm, hollis’ dorm, the mall, the dentist..’

‘hollis’ dorm?’ he cuts you off.

‘yeah he stole my fluffy pen in graphics so i had to go get it back.’

‘oh yeah, he did tell me about that.’

‘how come you guys aren’t roommates anymore? did you fall out?’

‘no no, of course not, we got in trouble for being too loud at nights & used up all our warnings.’

‘haha, makes sense. do you share a room with somone else now?’

‘yeah, with this weird kid called ryan.’

‘oh i know him, he’s in one of my classes.’

‘yeah, real weirdo.’

‘i don’t think so, he’s cute.’

‘the cutest.’ roman says as sarcastically as one can.

another round of silence. this time youre both staring up at the ceiling. you think about when roman was staring at your lips & wonder if he actually wanted to kiss you, or if he was messing with you, or if your lip liner was smudged. but the way he reacted after you turned away gives you a small ounce of confirmation that he did. but why? out of boredom? or does he genuinely want to? you’d kiss him, in a heartbeat. he’s really handsome. but you’d never want to ruin the bond you’ve created. but if he’s been chasing you for so long, waiting patiently, not making any moves until you’re ready, doesn’t he deserve it? you also want it, and there isn’t anything stopping you.

you glance back over at him, waiting for his his gaze to meet yours. your heart beat increases drastically, your chest raises and drops quicker. you try steady your breathing so roman doesn’t notice how stressed you’re getting before he starts pestering you with questions. romans pretty brown eyes finally meet yours. you barley move, your breathings stopped aswell. romans eyebrows relax and he stares into your eyes like he hasn’t seen anything else prettier in his life. he grinds his teeth for a moment before bringing a hand to your face, watching your reaction. you stay completely still, barley leaning into his grasp. roman shuffles a bit closer to you, he hesitates, his eyes dropping and rising between your lips & eyes. he’s also panicked. he moves his hand further, reaching the back of your head. he gently tries to pull you closer & you melt right into him. he brings your face to his, your breaths intertwined for a moment, faces barley an inch away. your mouth parted. so did romans. he smiles faintly, watching your eyes close instinctively, before pressing his lips to yours gently. he holds your head with one hand & brings another to your face, holding you like you’re something precious.

you bring your own hands to hold the back of his neck, pulling him closer to you. the elevator fills with the gentle sound of lips smacking & metal jewellery clanking together occasionally. roman takes himself off you & watches your expression, verifying if he made to the correct decision. your eyes stayed shut for a few seconds before fluttering them open. his grasp is still gently on you. no one says anything, because no one ever knows what to say after a first kiss. roman leans in & places one more gentle kiss on your lips before taking himself completely off you, your hands remain on him, as if it’s difficult to pull away. he shuffles out of your grasp & reaches into his pocket for his phone, ‘i’ll call 911 now.’

you furrow your eyebrows. ‘what the hell just happened?’

‘…we kissed?’ roman replies like a reflex, but colder this time.

your eyes widen & your face flushes red. ‘why are you being weird?’

‘how?’ his eyes don’t come off his phone even for a second.

‘well that just happened and now you don’t even wanna look at me?’

‘i just wanna get out of here now. if you really want me to look at you come to my dorm tonight. ryan’s not in.’

you hesitate.

‘i-‘

the phone dials. ‘be quiet.’ roman demands harshly.

[envyludvvig]

Ugh...

[cherryscrumbles]

Cross on my heart I love you Pt.1

ObsessedRoman x femreader

Contains: p in v and shower sex… i dunno what else to say

a/n: Soo im finally making a series and tbh this is gonna be all smut no slow burn! Im open to suggestions on what yall want in here<3 I love bladee so had to add his love song…

Even tho roman and you weren’t officially together everyone in your friend group knew there was something going on with you two. So it really wasn’t a secret to anyone in your circle. Internet was suspicious too of yall.

You would sleep at each other’s houses and hook up more than once a week. It was like you lived together. And both of you loved it with no shame.

Roman had woke you up by honking his cars horn outside of your apartment. You walked downstairs and let him in bc ofc you weren’t ready to go anywhere looking like you just woke up. He didn’t seem to mind though. Hands already at your sides and leaning to kiss. You moved back. You hadn’t brushed your teeth yet and didn’t want to kiss him. You knew he wouldn’t mind, he had done it before like everyone other day in the last month. But now you weren’t up for it.

Roman looked at you confused and little sad. He was really needy all the time. He was like a little kitten when you didn’t give him what he wanted. The rest of the day would go whining until you gave in.

And you always did.

You could sense that today was going to be the same. You walked away and let Roman know that you needed to shower, brush your teeth and do your make up before he could take you anywhere.

”mami can’t I help you anyway” ” likeee washing your hair” he grinned while saying that. You shot him a glare and locked the bathroom door leaving him outside. Before hopping into the shower you began to brush your teeth. While brushing you could hear Roman pacing outside of the door. You felt bad. He would be so happy if you let him in the shower with you.

So you decided to open the door after brushing your teeth. He was right outside the door looking like a child who had lost her mother in the crowd. You invited him inside and oh my he was happy.

He was quick to take his clothes off and was now waiting for your turn. You only had a robe on because you usually slept naked. Slowly, agonisingly slowly you started to slid the robe off. Looking at Roman he was almost jumping from excitement. Once you had slid off your robe you stepped into the shower. Roman closely behind you.

You turn the shower on and let your hair get wet. Roman was so close he got wet at the same time.

You slowly bend down to grab your sponge and soap. And started to wash yourself. You glanced at roman who was staring at you mouth open. You giggled at him. Making him get all red and ashamed that he got caught. You turned to face him and looked down to see him fully hard. That made you giggle even harder. You knew Roman was weak for you but didn’t know he was this weak and that made you little proud.

” You told me you would help me ”

”take the shampoo and wash my hair please, then I might do something to you”

He was fast to lather the shampoo on your hair and started massaging it into your hair. He did that twice and put on the conditioner. You put your hair into a bun so the conditioner could do its job. you turned to face roman and laced your lips on his. He grabbed your side with one hand and with the other he slams it against your ass and squishes it softly. You slid your tongue into his mouth and moved closer so you slightly touched his dick with your body. Earning a groan from him. He had watched you naked too long without touching his erection that made him super sensitive. Once you had noticed how sensitive he was you wrapped your hand around him and started to stroke his length slowly. You giggled about how sensitive and how much he was struggling to not cum at this second.

You backed up to the wall, Roman following closely behind. He put his hands on your hips and clasped his lips on yours. The same second he slid his length inside you. The sudden feeling got you off guard and you slipped a desperate moan into his mouth. He wasn’t doing better either, he was even bigger mess. Moaning and whimpering while he thrusted slow but hard. He had his eyes closed feeling like he could cum any second now, but wanting to let you finish first.

Seeing him so desperate made you weak. You sometimes liked to be dominant when he was like this, but now neither of you really were. Both a moaning mess.

He had his hand on your hip so you wouldn’t fall and the other was massaging your tit. If he didn’t have his hand on your hip you would be on the floor. The sensation of him inside of you and his hand on your tit made you lose it. Ones he noticed you coming close he withdrew his hand from your tit and put it on your clit, drawing messy circles on it.

You felt yourself come undone. Pulsing on his dick and making embarrassingly loud moans. The sight of you feeling like this from his dick made Roman lose it. He came the same time. Letting his liquid squirt all over your pussy. Normally you would protest his actions but now you were so weak you couldn’t.

after you both had gave a minute to catch your breath under the shower. You got a towel and stepped out.

” didn’t you have somewhere to take me?”

you grinned at him while he still was looking like a mess. Tho a good looking mess.

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