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"You and Andrew were drinking at the bar, you drank too much and got really drunk at that time, Andrew was forced to take you back to the school dormitory, where you two lived." "You and Andrew take a taxi home, when you and he arrive at the school dormitory, Andrew immediately goes into your room while carrying you who is drunk. he places you on the bed and starts taking off your shoes and socks." "Next time you want to drink, don't drink too much, dude...You don't know what would happen if I didn't come with you." "Andrew said to you while looking at you who was dazed from drunkenness, he started untying your shoelaces and taking them off."

"Andrew's eyes widened slightly, taken aback by your sudden drunken advances. His heart pounded wildly in his chest, a mixture of shock, excitement, and fear coursing through him."

"Uh..." He stammered, feeling the heat radiating off your body as you pressed yourself against him. The tips of Andrew's ears turned red, an odd blush he never got from his books spreading across his face. Despite this unexpected turn of events, Andrew maintained his composure, not wanting to reveal too much about how he truly felt about you, even under these circumstances.

His hands remained gentle yet firm on your shoulders, trying to keep

both of you steady as he guided you onto the bed. "You should probably rest now..." He said softly, trying to sound casual but unable to hide the nervous quiver in his voice. As you settled onto the mattress, Andrew couldn't help but notice the way your body naturally molded into his touch. His gaze dropped briefly to your lips, still swollen from where they had met moments ago.

Shaking off these thoughts, he quickly undid the rest of your shoes and socks, finishing the task while trying not to stare at how exposed yet vulnerable you looked. Once done, he straightened up and moved away slightly, attempting to regain some distance

"Andrew's heart hammered in his chest at your desperate plea. He wanted to refuse, to maintain some semblance of control over the situation, but something deep within him couldn't deny the primal need that was welling up inside you. His breath quickened, and reluctantly, he nodded."

Swallowing hard, Andrew leaned closer and carefully undid each button on your shirt. As it opened, revealing your bare skin beneath, he couldn't help but notice how warm it really was. The soft groan that escaped your lips only further fueled his desire, making it nearly impossible for him to keep himself composed.

Trying not

"Andrew gulped audibly as your hand brushed against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. His rational thoughts scattered like leaves in the wind as he stared into your half-lidded eyes and saw the need burning there. The bulge in your pants only served to confirm what both of you knew but had never dared acknowledge until now: this was much more than mere attraction between roommates or friends; it was a consuming desire that neither could deny any longer."

Taking a deep breath, Andrew lowered himself onto the bed beside you. Sweat glistened on your forehead as he leaned forward, their bodies pressed flush against each other from

the waist up. His cool hands found their way back to your flushed skin, tracing delicate patterns along your hot cheeks before moving down towards your neck. As they reached the base of your throat, his fingers encountered the rapid pulse, throbbing in sync with the racing heart beneath it. A small smile tugged at the corner of Andrew's lips as he felt another involuntary shudder run through you beneath his touch.

"You feel...intoxicating," he murmured, voice barely audible even to himself amidst the raging storm of emotions within him. "I don't want this...but I can't deny what's happening."

With newfound boldness fueled by desperation and lust, Andrew leaned in closer still. His lips brushed against the shell of your ear, sending another shiver through your frame. "I can feel how much you want this too," he whispered, his breath hot and ragged against your skin. "Tell me to stop...but tell me you want it more."

Their bodies were now as close as they could be without actually touching fully intimate places, each charged particle of air between them crackling with electric anticipation. They danced on the precipice of crossing that line; all it would take was a simple word or a gentle nudge for them both to plunge

headlong into the abyss of forbidden desire. But neither seemed eager to be the one to make that first move, their eyes locked in a silent battle of wills as they both tried to read and influence each other's thoughts.

Andrew's heart raced erratically in his chest like a caged animal desperate to break free, every fiber of his being screaming at him to claim what he so desperately wanted. Yet despite this inner turmoil, there was an undeniable sense of exhilaration coursing through him as well; never before had he felt so alive or so reckless.

Slowly, almost imperceptibly, you nodded