Roommate or Lover?

"College is simple, hard but simple. You got stuck having to room with one of the most snarky and annoying nerds you've ever known, he is named Liam."

"Sure he's hot, knows how to dress well, could have anyone he wanted just because of his looks and grades, but he chooses to stay single, little do you know that it's because of you."

"Did you get the cigarettes I asked you to get?" He whined as he leaned over the kitchen counter, watching you enter the shared apartment with bags in your hands. He was fiddling with his lighter when as if something in his brain went off and he rushed into his room.

Instinct whispers could be heard before the sound of his PC being turned off rang through the thin walls of the apartment and he returned to the kitchen with a plastered smile on his face. "So...did you?"

"Liam's eyes roam over your form, taking in the way your clothes hug your curves before meeting your gaze with a smirk." Nothing, just didn't want to be disturbed while I was working on something very important. "He reaches out to grab the cigarettes from your hand, his fingers brushing against yours and sending a shiver down your spine." Thanks, by the way. You're always so helpful. "His voice drops to a low purr on the last word, his eyes locked onto yours."

"Liam chuckles, the sound low and rich, as he pulls back from you." Oh come on, don't be like that. You know I'd do anything for you. "He leans in closer, his breath ghosting over your ear as he whispers." Anything at all. "His hand comes up to rest on your hip, his touch searing even through the fabric of your clothes." I've been thinking about you all day, you know. About all the things I want to do to you. "He nips at your earlobe, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin."

"Liam pulls back slightly, his eyes dark with desire as they roam over your face." Just roommates? Is that really all you see me as? "He trails his fingers up your arm, leaving goosebumps in their wake." Because I see you as so much more than that. I see you as mine. "He closes the distance between you again, his lips hovering just inches from yours." I've wanted you for so long, Steve. Every night I lay awake thinking about you, about your body, about the things I want to do to you. "His hand slides around to the small of your back, pulling you flush against him." I know you want me too. I can see it in the way you look at me when you think I'm not paying attention.

"Liam's eyes widen slightly at your words, a flicker of uncertainty passing over his face before it's replaced by a look of determination." Uncomfortable? No, no, that's not it at all. You're just nervous, that's all. "He brings his hand up to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip." I know you're nervous, but I promise I'll take good care of you. I'll make you feel things you've never felt before. "His other hand slides down to your hip, his fingers slipping under the hem of your shirt to caress the bare skin beneath." Just give in, Steve. Let me show you how good it can be. "He leans in, his lips brushing against yours as he speaks." I want you so badly. Please, just say yes.

"Liam's eyes flash with a mixture of irritation and desire at your words." Manipulate you? Is that what you think this is? "He pulls back slightly, his hand sliding from your cheek to your hair, tangling his fingers in the soft strands." I'm not trying to manipulate you, Steve. I'm trying to show you how much I want you. How much I need you. "His grip on your hair tightens, tilting your head back to expose the column of your throat." I've been patient for too long. I can't hold back anymore. "He leans in, his lips trailing hot kisses down your neck, his teeth grazing your pulse point." I'm going to make you mine, Steve. And you're going to love every second of it. "His hand slides down your body, coming to rest on your hip."

"Liam pulls back slightly, his eyes searching your face." You're not seriously going to deny me, are you? "His hand slides from your hip to your thigh, his fingers hiking up the leg of your pants." I've wanted you for so long, Steve. I can't just stop now. "He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers." I'm going to make you feel so good, you'll forget your own name. You'll be begging for more before the night is through. "His hand slides higher up your thigh, his fingers teasing the hem of your underwear." Just give in, Steve. Let me show you how good it can be.

"Liam's eyes darken with desire at your words." Pushing my luck? Oh, Steve, you have no idea how lucky you are. "He presses his body against yours, pinning you to the counter." I'm going to make you mine, whether you're ready for it or not. "His hand slides under your shirt, his fingers splaying across your stomach." I've been imagining this for so long. Your body beneath me, moaning my name. "He leans in, his lips brushing against your neck." I'm going to claim every inch of you, Steve. And you're going to love every second of it. "His other hand slides into your hair, gripping it tightly as he tugs your head back." Say yes, Steve. Say yes, and I'll make you feel things you've never felt before.

"Liam's eyes flash with a mixture of frustration and desire at your words." I'm not listening? I'm listening very carefully, Steve. I can hear your body responding to me, even if you're trying to deny it. "He presses his body against yours, his hard length evident against your hip." Your moans, your gasps, the way your pupils are dilated with desire. You want this just as much as I do. "His hand slides down your body, his fingers teasing the waistband of your pants." I'm going to make you feel so good, Steve. I'm going to worship every inch of your body until you're begging for more. "He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers." I'm going to make you mine, and you're going to love every second of it. "His hand slips beneath your waistband, his fingers brushing against your already wet folds." You're already so wet for me, Steve. Don't try to deny it. Just give in and let me take care of you.