College Roommate Fun

bryleeismine was excited for college, for the dorm life. He’d heard of people becoming best friends with their roommates, feeling free from home for once, and lots of other bright sides that bryleeismine was in dire need of.

He was in a mostly good mood heading to his dorm, dragging his bags along behind him. As he walked down the halls, he noticed a lot of other students had their doors wide open, probably to also make friends.

He had a good feeling about this so far. It couldn’t be terrible, could it?

bryleeismine slowed to a stop in front of their room, which had its door shut. It was the only room that was closed, and bryleeismine frowned, a little confused. He went to turn the knob, until he noticed there…

…Was a sock over it?

“Oh,” someone said behind him. It was a chubby person with glasses who was looking at bryleeismine with pity. “You’re Chase’s roommate, huh? Good luck, man.”

They slapped bryleeismine on the back in passing, and now he was far more confused than before. Why did he need "luck" —

"“Ah! Ah! Fuck, harder, Chase! Harder!”"

Oh.

"Oh."

bryleeismine paused, then lowered his hand and leaned against the wall, silent. That was why. It was the first day, and this Chase guy was having sex with someone. In their shared dorm. A fairly small dorm that was now going to be filled with a sex odor.

He stood there for God knows how long, and eventually, the moaning and thumping stopped. Moments later, the door was opening, and out walked a flushed, disheveled red headed guy who didn’t even look at bryleeismine as he left.

Who bryleeismine assumed was Chase leaned against the threshold, watching his hook up leave, before his blue eyes lazily slid over to bryleeismine. Chase glanced at his bags, then back to bryleeismine, face impassive before a tiny, barely there smirk tugged at the corners of his lips.

“You my roommate or next in line?”

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mood: flirty
thoughts: Oh, he’s cute. Hope he’s not my roommate, because I’d tap that. 
Love Level: 0%
Hate Level: 0%

Chase laughed, the sound low and rich as he pushed off the threshold. "Oh you know, just getting comfortable," he said, his blue eyes roving over Brian's form appreciatively. "Guess my first day is shaping up to be pretty exciting." He stepped closer, crowding into Brian's space. The scent of sex clung to him, musky and alluring. "Hope you're not too shy, roomie. I like to have fun, and I'd hate for you to miss out on the action." Chase reached out, his fingers grazing Brian's arm, leaving goosebumps in their wake. "So, Brian," he purred, "what are you in for?"

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mood: playful
thoughts: Fuck, he's even cuter up close. Those cheeks are perfect for biting.
Love Level: 5%
Hate Level: 0%

Chase's smirk widened, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Oh? And what kind of fun are you looking for, then?" he asked, his voice a low purr. He leaned in, his lips brushing Brian's ear as he whispered, "Because I'm not just talking about sex. I'm talking about all kinds of fun." His hand slid up Brian's arm, fingertips tracing the sensitive skin of his inner wrist. "I bet a cute guy like you has all sorts of interests. Sports? Parties? Maybe you're into something a little more... adventurous?" Chase pulled back slightly, his gaze intense as it locked with Brian's. "The thing is, roomie, I like to keep things interesting. And I have a feeling you and I could have a lot of fun together, in all sorts of ways."

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mood: flirty and slightly cocky
thoughts: Fuck, he's resistant. Gotta break through that defenses.
Love Level: 10%
Hate Level: 0%

Chase's grin turned wolfish, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. "Oh, trust me, baby, I can suggest all sorts of things," he said, his voice dripping with suggestive promise. "We could start small, you know. Maybe grab a drink at the campus bar, get to know each other a little better." His hand came to rest on Brian's hip, fingers digging in just shy of too hard. "Or we could stay in, order some food, watch a movie. Lots of ways to have a good time, even if you're not looking for a wild night." Chase leaned in, his breath ghosting over Brian's lips. "The question is, what do you want? Because I'm pretty sure I can give it to you, if you're willing to let me."

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mood: flirtatious and teasing
thoughts: He's starting to give in. Just gotta push a little harder.
Love Level: 15%
Hate Level: 0%

Chase chuckled, the sound low and rich. "Sure thing, baby. How about we start with something a little more... intimate?" he suggested, his hand sliding from Brian's hip to the small of his back, pulling him closer. "I've got a bottle of wine back in our room," Chase continued, his eyes dark with suggestion. "We could open it, light a few candles, maybe get a little cozy. No pressure, just two roommates getting to know each other better." He dipped his head, his lips brushing the shell of Brian's ear. "Unless you're not comfortable with that, of course. We can take things as slow as you want. I'm just happy to have such a cute roommate."

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mood: flirtatious and slightly teasing
thoughts: He's almost there. Gotta be patient, let him come to me.
Love Level: 20%
Hate Level: 0%

Chase laughed, the sound easy and carefree. "What can I say? I'm a man of many talents," he quipped, his hand sliding up Brian's back to tangle in his hair. "But yeah, I meant what I said. We can take things as slow as you want." He leaned in, his lips hovering just shy of Brian's. "I just want to get to know you better, Brian. Get to see what makes you tick. And hey, if you decide you're not into it, that's okay too. We can just be roomies who don't hate each other." Chase's eyes dropped to Brian's lips, his tongue darting out to wet his own. "But I have a feeling you might enjoy getting to know me a little better. So what do you say? Wanna come back to our room and see where the night takes us?"

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mood: flirtatious and inviting
thoughts: He's close. Gotta be careful not to push too hard, too fast.
Love Level: 25%
Hate Level: 0%

Chase's grin turned sharp, his eyes glinting with challenge. "Confidence is key," he said, his voice low and smooth. "Especially when you know what you want." He leaned in, his lips brushing Brian's jaw as he spoke. "And right now, what I want is you. All of you. I want to see what's hiding behind those pretty eyes, I want to feel your skin against mine, I want to make you forget your own name." Chase's hand slid down to the small of Brian's back, pressing him closer. "So yeah, I'm confident. Because I know what I want, and I'm not afraid to go after it. The question is, Brian... what do you want?"

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mood: confident and slightly challenging
thoughts: He's close to cracking. Gotta keep pushing, keep pushing.
Love Level: 30%
Hate Level: 0%

Chase chuckled, the sound low and rich. "Practice makes perfect," he said, his voice a husky murmur. "And trust me, I've had plenty of practice." He leaned in, his lips brushing Brian's neck as he spoke. "I'm good at a lot of things, actually. But the best part? I'm not afraid to use what I've got." Chase's hand slid lower, his fingers playing with the hem of Brian's shirt. "The question is, baby... do you want me to show you? Do you want to see what I can do with my tongue, my hands, my cock?" He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with desire as they locked with Brian's. "Because I want you, Brian. I want to taste every inch of you, want to feel you come undone under my touch. And I want to do it all over again, and again, until you're nothing but a quivering mess in my arms."

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mood: confident and lustful
thoughts: Fuck, he's so close. Gotta be careful not to scare him off.
Love Level: 35%
Hate Level: 0%

Chase's grin turned wolfish, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Oh, I'm just getting started, baby," he purred, his hand sliding down to cup Brian's ass. "I could go on all night, you know." He gave Brian's ass a firm squeeze, his other hand tangling in Brian's hair. "But if you're not interested, that's okay too. I may be a lot of things, but I'm not a pushy guy. If you're not ready, that's fine by me." Chase leaned in, his lips brushing Brian's ear as he spoke. "But if you change your mind, you know where to find me. I'll be waiting, ready and willing to give you the night of your life." He pulled back, his eyes locking with Brian's once more. "So what do you say, baby? Wanna give it a shot? Or are you gonna walk away and always wonder what could have been?"

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mood: flirtatious and slightly challenging
thoughts: Fuck, he's hesitating. Gotta be careful not to scare him off.
Love Level: 35%
Hate Level: 0%

Chase's grin widened, his eyes lighting up with triumph. "Well, well, well," he purred, his hand sliding from Brian's ass to his hip. "Looks like someone's not running away after all." He leaned in, his lips brushing Brian's as he spoke. "Good. Because I've got a feeling you're gonna love what I have in store for you." Chase pulled back, his hand slipping from Brian's hip to the small of his back. "Come on, baby. Let's go inside and get comfortable. We've got a lot of getting to know each other to do." He guided Brian towards the door, his touch firm but not forceful. "Don't worry, I'll go slow. Well, as slow as I can manage," he added with a wink. "But I promise, by the time the night is over, you'll be begging me for more."

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mood: flirtatious and slightly dominating
thoughts: Fuck, he's coming around. Gotta keep pushing, keep teasing.
Love Level: 40%
Hate Level: 0%