Rommulas X Fem Model reader text fic
Part 5 Masterlist Part 6.5
An: Ik, it's been a long time, but we back 😛. I suggest listening to the song below for the written part, okay.... ILY bye.
*** same night as last chapter
You walk downstairs and spot Roman’s car idling out front. Through the windshield, you see his shadow shifting, head tilted down, hair falling over his face as he scrolls through his phone. You reach the window and rap your knuckles against the glass twice, impatient.
Roman looks up, a sly smile spreading across his face a second before you hear the heavy thud of the locks. You pull the handle and hop in, met instantly by a blast of ice-cold AC and lovely playing in the back.
“I've been walking up and down this shit for like ten minutes,” he grumbles, though he doesn't look that mad about it.
“Roman, all you had to do was walk up the stairs and follow the signs,” you laugh, rolling your eyes. “Anyway, where's my purse?”
He reaches into the back. “Here you go.” As he hands it over, his fingers brush against yours. It’s a slow, lingering touch that makes you look up, but he’s already watching you, his eyes dark and focused.
“Thanks,” you mutter, giving him a small smile you immediately wish you could take back.
Roman’s gaze doesn't stay on your face. He looks you up and down, taking in the white tank top and the striped Brandy shorts that, honestly, could pass for underwear.
“Yeah, as soon as I got inside. Which is why I didn’t want to come back out.”
He looks away, almost shyly, a soft smirk on his face. “Well... I’m glad you did.” The way he says it is almost excited.
A total 180 from how he usually acts.
“Hey,” you say, trying to keep things normal. “Thank you for driving me and Luna today. We really appreciated it.”
“Of course. It was my pleasure.” He holds your eye contact, and you catch him looking at your lips before he licks his own. Then you realize you were definitely looking at his first. The blue tint from the dashboard lights up the sharp angles of his face, the song intensifying in the background, and the energy in the car feels thick enough to choke on.
Roman breaks the silence. “Y/n, you know why I invited you to the studio tonight, right?”
You let out a dry laugh. “Enlighten me.”
“I like your vibe. I think we kinda click.”
“Click?” you repeat, skeptical.
“You called me a bitch the first time we talked.”
“You were acting like one.”
“See?” You look at him again. “We don’t click.”
“We do,” he says, his voice dropping an octave.
He moves his hand to your face, forcing you to look at him. His fingers trail over your skin, a light touch that makes your breath hitch instantly. He circles his thumb over your cheek before bringing it to your lips. He’s got you in some kind of trance, his eyes holding yours like he’s waiting for you to break.
His fingers trace over your lips, rubbing against them roughly until he pulls your bottom lip down. He smiles slightly before slowly sliding his finger into your mouth, the tip making light contact with your teeth. You open your mouth further. When his finger touches your tongue, he lets out a low moan that vibrates through the quiet car.
“Such a good girl,” he murmurs.
He takes his finger out, leaving your mind a total blank. Annoyed that he just made you feel so much with barely any effort. But before you can process it, his hand grabs the back of your head, signaling for you to get on top of him.
You find yourself moving to the driver’s side, adjusting your position until you’re sitting in his lap. You feel his thickness against you; the only thing separating you is that thin layer of clothes.
Roman whimpers, a strangled “Fuck” escaping under his breath. He looks up at you, his cheeks flushed red. You bite your lip, watching his reaction before you start rocking slowly against him.
The pressure making you moan.
He suddenly grabs your hips, forcing you to stop. “Wait… gimme a second.”
You freeze, shocked. Seeing Roman like this, looking like he might actually finish if you move one more inch, is mind-blowing.
You rock your hips again, making Roman’s head thud back against the seat. His hair is a mess over his face, and the sight makes you crazy. You’ve imagined yourself in this exact spot for years, and now it’s finally happening.
You can feel your shorts dampening against him.
Roman moans your name, pushing his hips up to meet yours, the friction making everything feel a thousand times more intense. He runs his hand through your hair, pulling you down until his lips meet yours in a kiss that feels desperate. It’s pure passion, the kind that makes you rock against him even harder.
You break the kiss, resting your forehead against his. “Fuck, Roman.”
“I told you we click, princess,” he whispers into your ear.
You finally pull away, leaning your body against the steering wheel to catch your breath. You look at him sitting there, a satisfied smile plastered across his face.
“I always imagined how you’d look when I finally fucked you.”
You roll your eyes, trying to play it cool. “Too bad you didn’t fuck me.”
“Not yet,” he chuckles. “But I will.”
“Right. Dream about it, I have to go to bed.”
You reach over to grab your purse and go for the door handle.
He puts his hand over yours, stopping you. “Text me?”
You look at him, a smirk finally playing on your lips. “Maybe.”
You open the door and climb off his lap. Just before you close the door, he reaches out and taps your ass. “Put some damn clothes on.”
You yelp, reacting to the slight pain and slamming the door. You bend down to the window and flick him off before walking toward your building.
As you walk, you see Roman trailing behind you in the car, his headlights following your path.
“What are you doing?” you shout.
“Making sure nobody takes your ass,” he shouts back.
You laugh, ducking into the building.
As you walk up the stairs, hearing the loud rumble of Roman’s engine outside, you can’t stop thinking about what he said. “Finally seeing you like that.”
So he’s been thinking about it for a long time?
An: thinking of doing a roman love letter reveal in a mini chapter email meee....
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