Roommate Carlos (college au? Idk?) who finds out your vibrator died and oh so sweetly offers his fingers n cock instead 🤭
di you're killing me UGH UGHHHH been thinking about this ask for the entire day and nearly died bc i couldnt write for HOURS
bon's thoughts (18+)
college!au carlos sainz who's in the other room, listening to music and bopping his head. he's not really happy that one of his roommates is a girl, especially a girl who always bangs on his side of the wall asking him to shut up because she's studying. he's not really fond of her, and she's not fond of him either. but as he's going to replay a song, he hears some noise from the other side of the thin wall. he frowns, shrugging his shoulders and going back to his phone.
you usually have some classical music or white noise going on to help you focus while studying, but whatever you're listening to in your room is really irking carlos because it just doesn't sound like music. he frowns, taking his headphones off and placing his ear against the wall. and he has a hand over his mouth, laughing hysterically, when he realizes that you're moaning on the other side. you're whimpering, whispering a soft yes and the briefest creak of your bed. before you loudly whine out loud, followed by a few hard whacks of some object against a surface.
"this stupid..." whack! "fucking..." whack! "vibrator!"
you huff and throw the vibrator in anger on the wall, causing the object to shatter into pieces and now you're gasping out loud because you cannot believe that your sexual frustration just led you to destroy your 100 dollar vibrator that you secretly bought, saving every dollar you had for it. and just as you're about to start crying in anger at your own stupidity, a knock is on your door. you scramble to put on a large t-shirt, having no time to put your panties back on and you open the door before frowning at carlos who's smirking at you.
"i heard some noise." he says.
"ok? and?" you scoff.
"usually it's the other way around no? you are the one complaining about what noise i make. so tell me, what was going on in your room?" he asks, crossing his arms. he's trying to get back at you for all the times you drilled questions into him about what he was doing in his room. you bite your tongue, realizing there was no way out of this.
"i was uh... masturbating," you cringe, before continuing, "and my vibrator died so i got mad and threw it on the wall... i need a new vibrator." you mumbled.
"oh come on," he scoffs, "why need a new one when i'm right here,"
"w-what?" you snap your head up to meet his eyes. he quickly lifts you up, letting your legs wrap around him as he's walking to your bed, and placing you down, spreading your legs to see your needy cunt. he spits on his fingers, rubbing the saliva around before massaging your clit and you're so sensitive that you're throwing your head back and moaning out loud.
"you're the last person i thought that would be needing this," he smirks, fingers curling inside you as he's continuing his assault.
"just shut up and fuck me," you groan, spreading your legs wider and he's more than happy to oblige.