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Laptop? Yep.
Charging cord? Have it.
Headphones? Check.
No Pants? Absolutely.
Nicholas smiled to himself, quickly scooping up his electronics and plopping himself down on the couch that occupied what was considered the “shared space” of the room, lounging himself across the cushions, ready for what would surely be a few hours to himself.
No sooner than the moment he had thought that to himself though, the door opened and in walked Daniel, who, due to the couch’s position right next to the door , instantly noticed that Nicholas was wearing nothing but a thin pale yellow shirt, translucent enough to see the darkness of his nipples, and a pair of blue-grey-striped women’s underwear.
Nicholas blinked up at him as Daniel just stared back silently, feeling his face flush.
“I thought you had to go somewhere?” Nicholas asked as calmly as he could.
Daniel blinked once, twice, and then seemed to shake himself out of whatever stupor he had been in.
“I forgot my bus card,” he said flatly.
Nicholas just nodded and then watched Daniel walk over to his dresser and grab the forgotten sheet of plastic. Daniel then walked back towards the door, but just before closing the door behind him he leaned back into the room and said, “nice panties by the way.”
The door closed, and then silence. Nicholas carefully put his laptop and headphones on the floor and then rotated his body so he could muffle his embarrassed screeches into the cushions.
****
After that Daniel stopped acting like a generic roommate. While he still did all the generic roommate things like telling Nicholas when he was gonna be out and such, he no longer acted with the usual distance a generic roommate would have. Every time he came into the room his eyes would instantly jump to wherever Nicholas was and stick there for a second before he headed to his part of the room. The room was L-shaped, with a bed, a dresser, and a desk at each end, wrapping around the bathroom, and a couch in the central section, shared. Daniel had been taking to doing his homework on the couch instead of at his desk, a place from where he could easily watch Nicholas. And Nicholas knew he was watching because every once and a while he would turn around and catch Daniel looking at him before the other man realized that Nicholas was looking back and turned away.
Obviously, it was related to the whole “catching Nicholas wearing panties” thing, but he wasn’t sure how or why. Was Daniel interested and wanted to see more? That would be… something. Or was he just trying to figure out how that bit of character fit into the overall that was Nicholas? Was he somehow put off by the panties thing and thought that watching Nicholas would like… prevent him from doing it again?
Nicholas rested his head in his hands and sighed. Thinking about this wasn’t getting anywhere.
****
It was one hundred percent too hot . Too hot for socks, too hot for pants, too hot for skin . Just absolutely too hot to handle.
Nicholas stared up at the ceiling, feeling his skin buzz and pulse with heat each time his heartbeat sent a new wave of blood to flow through his veins. Even though he was wearing shorts and a thin tee he was still far too hot. He turned his head, looking over at his roommate.
Daniel was lying on the floor, facedown, stripped of his shirt, but still wearing a pair of cargo shorts, with a fan behind him pointed right at his back. He wasn’t looking. Nicholas bit his lip and weighed his options. Was it worth it to take off his shorts if Daniel was unlikely to stare?
Nicholas wiggled out of his shorts and tossed them to the ground, letting out a hot breath as he felt the latent heat in his thighs start to dissipate into the air.
“Oh, that’s disappointing,” Daniel said suddenly from the floor. “You’re not wearing panties this time.”
Nicholas startled, lifting his legs from where they had previously been thrown over the edge of his bed to block the view of his underwear.
He glared at Daniel but considering how much hotter his face now felt he was sure his flush ruined the effect. At least he now knew why Daniel had been staring… sorta.
“It’s not like I only wear panties!” Nicholas said.
Daniel chuckled. “Sure, girly boy, you tell yourself that. You certainly seem like the type to me.”
Nicholas glared harder, despite feeling his flush deepen. “You’ve seen me in panties once .”
“And what a lovely sight it was,” Daniel said wistfully.
Nicholas wisely kept his mouth shut, unsure if he’d be able to make actual words or would just sputter embarrassed nonsense after a statement like that. Though, he wasn’t sure if he would have disliked where trying to talk more would have taken him.
****
Nicholas had seemed twitchy throughout the afternoon, looking at the clock often. He’d asked Daniel if he was going to be around during the evening and had seemed really relieved when Daniel had, purely out of curiosity, lied and said no.
He wasn’t sure where Nicholas was going, but he was fairly sure it wasn’t a date. Nicholas, who he knew definitely had some kind of social anxiety, hadn’t seemed nervous , just impatient and excited. So Daniel waited down the hall, watching the door for when Nicholas would appear.
When finally he emerged, he was wearing different clothes than earlier. What looked to be a pale grey tee under a dark grey sleeveless hoodie, light grey denim roughly cut off just above the knee, brown socks, and loose black boots. Also , if Daniel wasn’t mistaken, a leather choker around his neck.
‘Definitely not the most masculine clothes there, girly boy,’ Daniel thought. ‘Where in the world could you be going? ’
Nicholas started to make his way out of the building and Daniel started following, not too far back that he wouldn’t lose sight of the other man, but not too close that he would notice. It occurred to Daniel that he was being kinda stalker-ish, well… a lot stalker-ish, but he had no intention of hurting Nicholas. He was just curious.
Shortly after Nicholas exited the dorm building, he reached under his shirt and pulled , bringing down a pink skirt overtop of his denim shorts, followed by unzipping his hoodie. Well then… those were absolutely not masculine clothes anymore. Was Nicholas trans? Possibly, but that didn’t explain this particular set of actions very well. Daniel kept following.
Eventually, Nicholas started walking towards the frat houses and, once he heard the noise, Daniel instantly knew where they were headed. There was a party happening tonight in one of them, and it seemed Nicholas wanted to attend. How interesting .
****
Nicholas had been drinking, mostly what seemed to be hard lemonade, and dancing since the moment he had walked in the door. It was kind of adorable, how jumpy and excited he acted now that his inhibitions had been lowered. He flailed his arms and hopped about as he wiggled his hips. Daniel had even seen the other stutter out some kind of embarrassed refusal when one of the male party-goers had approached him, most likely with a request to “dance” together.
Nicholas started wiggling his hips to the music again and Daniel tried to close his eyes, to block the sight of the temptation, but it stayed on the back of his eyelids and played in his mind anyway.
Daniel knew what was under those clothes, knew the secret that Nicholas was keeping wrapped under his so very feminine guise. It probably helped that his face was fairly androgynous and his body just naturally curvy enough to help his act, but still, Daniel knew .
Daniel walked over slowly and wrapped an arm around Nicholas’ waist.
“Hey there, girly boy, nice to see you,” he whispered into the other’s ear. “Or are you just a girl? I’m very curious.”
The other stilled in his arms but didn’t pull away.
“I-I’m not a girl… I just… like to look like one,” he murmured. “I like to feel pretty.”
Daniel smiled. “Well, I think you look plenty pretty.”
The pretty boy in his arms shuddered, and Daniel could feel the heat in his cheeks go up.
Daniel pulled Nicholas back just a bit, to let him feel his erection. “In fact, I think you look very pretty, girly boy.”
Nicholas stiffened again, but still did not try to pull away. Daniel looked down at Nicholas’ crotch and was unsurprised to see a bulge now pressing outwards against his little pink skirt.
“Oh, well well well, you get off on that, don’t you?”
Nicholas nodded rapidly and Daniel pressed a kiss to his warm cheek.
“I have two questions for you then, pretty boy,” Daniel murmured into his ear. “Are you wearing panties under all this?”
Nicholas nodded and Daniel snaked a hand under Nicholas’ shirt, just barely pressed his fingertips beneath the waistband of his shorts.
“And can I touch you here?”
Nicholas stood still for a long moment before nodding slowly, then faster as he whined in embarrassment.
Daniel smiled wider. “Good boy,” he said, pressing another kiss to Nicholas’ hot cheek and wrapping a hand around Nicholas’ cock, which twitched quite hard at the contact.
“Now,” Daniel said, “I’m going to make you cum in your panties, where all these people can see, and then I’m gonna take you back to our room and fuck you.”
Nicholas released a high-pitched whimper and his cock gave an interested twitch. Daniel almost wanted to laugh, but that would hurt pretty Nicholas’ ears.
Daniel started pumping Nicholas’ cock, tilting his own hips to grind his erection into Nicholas’ ass in time with his strokes. It was over quickly, almost embarrassingly quickly, small hitches of breath, followed by a drawn-out whine that clearly wanted to be louder, and then Daniel felt wetness on his fingers. Some of it managed to miss them, he was sure, but…
Daniel pulled his hand out of Nicholas’ shorts and lifted his hand to Nicholas’ face.
“Are you gonna lick up your mess, girly boy?” He asked.
Nicholas didn’t even hesitate before he was kitten licking at Daniel’s hand, getting rid of the fluid he had left behind.
Daniel chuckled quietly and gave Nicholas a third kiss, this time to his neck.
“What a good, pretty, girl boy, so good for me.”
“Mmhmm,” Nicholas whimpered softly in agreement.
“And now it’s time to take you home, isn’t it?” Daniel asked with a renewed smile.
Nicholas nodded, face beyond red as another whine slipped past his lips, and then they were away.
****
Despite the rather boring walk back to the dorm, Nicholas couldn’t help but feel keyed up. Daniel had occasionally been tugging on his choker, pulling him into kisses that went straight to his cock, keeping his thoughts very aligned with the actions Daniel had planned.
The moment the door to their room closed behind them Nicholas was shoved into it. Not hard, but definitely shoved. Hands snaked up his sides and back down, curling over his ass before squeezing and then dropping away.
“Strip, cutie,” Daniel ordered with a smile, and Nicholas was too far into this to deny him.
First off came the hoodie, then the boots were unzipped and tossed, quickly followed by the cut-off shorts and skirt. Nicholas left himself standing in front of his roommate in only his fox-themed socks, choker, tee, and grey-beige-striped panties; the latter piece of clothing doing practically nothing to hide his stiff member.
“If… If I knew we were going to do this…” Nicholas muttered down at the ground, “I would have worn arm-warmers too. Just go all out on the-, uh, the femboy look.”
Daniel pushed Nicholas’ chin up with a finger and nuzzled into his cheek, tugging on Nicholas’ cum-stained panties with his other hand.
“Nonsense, girly boy,” Daniel said. “You look fine as is.”
Nicholas felt himself blush and his cock give a slight twitch.
“If you say so,” Nicholas said, sounding almost airy to himself with how quiet his words were.
Another nuzzle. “I do.”
Daniel then slowly trailed kisses down from Nicholas’ neck, over his collarbone, his belly, until finally he was kneeling in front of the other, hands pressing Nicholas’ hips into the door with his face right at cock height.
“Don’t fall over,” was all the warning Nicholas got before Daniel sucked the very tip of his cock into his mouth.
Nicholas gasped. It was hot, and wet, and slightly odd, the fabric of his panties acting as a barrier between Daniel’s mouth and his skin. He flailed his hands a bit, not able to find purchase on the door behind him even as his fingers tried desperately to stick themselves into the grooves in the woodwork.
Daniel was smirking up at him, eyes dark with amusement as he pressed forward, straining Nicholas’ panties as he sucked more of his cock, and the cum-stained fabric containing them, into his mouth.
Daniel gave a few bobs of his head, smirking around Nicholas’ cock, before pulling off and giving his belly a nuzzle.
“You good?” he asked.
Nicholas nodded, even as he felt like his knees were going to buckle a bit beneath him.
Daniel’s smile twitched just slightly wider. “Good. Now get on my bed. On your back with knees as far back as possible, I want to see that pretty face when I make you cum again.”
Nicholas couldn’t stop the sound he made from escaping, a tiny squeak that betrayed just how much the idea appealed to him. Nicholas half-hoped that Daniel missed it, but the small chuckle the other man made proved that he hadn’t. So, with only the smallest of reservations, Nicholas moved, quickly arranging himself on the other’s bed, just as asked. And for good measure he also took off his panties, given the direction this was now going.
Daniel loomed over him for a moment, just staring, drinking in the sight. His stare was intense, Nicholas could swear he could feel the heat of it on his skin.
“So pretty for me,” Daniel muttered, and then quickly stripped himself of his own clothes.
He grabbed Nicholas around his thighs and pulled him back a bit, his ass just starting to go over the edge of the bed. A heated weight placed itself on his pelvis, between his balls and his thigh, Daniel’s hard cock pressing against him just slightly. It was coloured a touch darker than the rest of him, a slightly tan shade, and not long, but thick, with a round wide head.
“H-hi,” Nicholas stuttered out, wanting to say something, but unsure what else he could have said.
Daniel smiled back at him, amusement shining in his eyes.
“Hi yourself, girly boy,” he said. “You ready to get fucked?”
Nicholas nodded quickly, not trusting himself to be able to use words.
Daniel lowered a hand and slid what felt like two fingers gently but fast into Nicholas’ hole. He then curled them and pulled back, fingertips catching on the edge of Nicholas’ pucker, demanding it to loosen.
Nicholas whimpered at the sensation, feeling his cock jump.
“Oh look at your cute little cock,” Daniel commented. “It’s jumping for joy because I’m touching you. How sweet,” he cooed.
Nicholas hid his face behind his arms. “Nooooooo,” he whined, even though he knew he was denying the obvious.
The fingers slid back in, gently scissoring, pressing outwards rhythmically. “Nuh-uh, girly boy,” Daniel said, using his other hand to reveal Nicholas’ face. “You got yourself all pretty to be looked at, so get looked at .”
Nicholas hissed lowly. Frick. He couldn’t argue with that. Heat flooding his face he turned away. Not quite hiding his face, but at least he wasn’t looking at the source of his embarrassment anymore.
Daniel chuckled and slid a third finger inside. It was… so easy.
“So pretty like this, aren’t you?” Daniel said. “All red-faced and spread open around my fingers, getting ready for my cock. The prettiest boy. Aren’t you?”
Nicholas felt his face get hotter, but he nodded anyway. “Y-yea,” he said shakily as his insides continued to be massaged sensually. “The prettiest.”
Daniel groaned and pulled his fingers upwards, pressing them all along the near wall of Nicholas’ insides and stretching out his hole. He felt the tug like a flare of heat and lust infusing inside him. He couldn’t help but moan out loud.
Daniel moaned in response. “Fuck, girly boy,” he said, pulling his fingers out as he spoke. “So hot, so pretty, need to feel you wrapped around me, like, yesterday .”
“Oh heck, please,” Nicholas whispered, nodding as he felt his face somehow get hotter. He must be so red. He wasn’t sure how he was even keeping his boner around when all his blood had to be in his cheeks by now. Maybe his blush had even spread down to his neck. He wasn’t sure. All he knew was yes, please, want.
Daniel stood and wrapped his hands back around Nicholas’ thighs, his cock just barely touching against his hole. It was already so warm, just with that small bit of contact, Nicholas couldn’t imagine what it would feel like buried inside of him.
Daniel pressed forward and Nicholas no longer needed to imagine, the impossible heat slowly spreading inside him. Warm, yes, lovely, good . Nicholas’ thoughts started to spiral. Each inch of that cock that went inside him made him feel fuller, stretched out, relaxed and keyed up at the same time in a way he would never be able to describe.
And then it was all in, Daniel’s hips pressed tightly against his own. He was now sheathed entirely inside of Nicholas.
“Oh gosh,” Nicholas whispered out a moan, “oh wow, this is… wow.”
Daniel chuckled. “Words escaping your pretty little head, eh, girly boy?” He then rolled his hips once, a quick sensation so intense Nicholas felt like it completely emptied his mind.
“I, uh, um, eh…” He turned away and blushed as Daniel’s smile grew with each stammer.
He leaned over, freeing one hand to cup Nicholas’ jaw, and softly whispered “I’m going to fuck you until you forget what words even are.”
Nicholas whimpered, and Daniel thrust, slick wet heat moving around inside, pushed and pulled by Daniel’s cock. Push, pull, push, pull, it did not end. Each thrust forced a whimper from Nicholas’ mouth and each whimper brought a clench of Daniel’s hand on his thigh.
“Fuck, look at you girly boy, so prettily wrapped around me,” Daniel grunted out.
Nicholas gulped. He, he wanted something to do other than just lay there, but he could barely control his own thoughts, let alone his hands. His fingers waggled, barely grazing against the pillow further up the bed.
“Nuh-uh,” Daniel said, leaning over to wrap his free hand around both of Nicholas’ wrists. “None of that now, you’re supposed to be focussing on how I’m making you feel, not on anything else. Just me.”
Daniel punctuated his words with a few rough thrusts and the last one caught a bundle of amazing inside him. His back arched and he whimpered loudly, but Daniel didn’t look displeased. In fact quite the opposite.
“Oh, did I find it?” he asked, tone sly and clearly rhetorical.
Nicholas nodded regardless and Daniel’s smile went as wide as possible.
“Well then, girly boy, remember what I said, and pay attention. Every time I hit that little button inside you I want you to moan as loud as you can. I want everyone who walks down the hall outside to be able to hear you. And when we see them tomorrow they’ll know that it was me who drew those sounds from you, that it’s me who made you feel that good, that it’s me who controls your pleasure.”
Nicholas nearly cried at the words, too many emotions spilling out because of them, because of the cock still in him, because of the implications there. Because fuck that was so hot.
“O-okay,” Nicholas said, feeling his eyes water just the tiniest bit.
Daniel leaned down and pressed a kiss to one cheek, the other, his nose, forehead, and finally his lips.
“Such a good, pretty, girly boy for me, aren’t you?”
Nicholas nodded again and then Daniel began thrusting again.
It was… gosh it was hard, remembering to do what he was asked, when his whole body was being wracked with random bursts of pleasure amidst the slick warmth of Daniel’s fucking, but he tried his best, moaned as loud as he thought he could, but…
“Louder, girly boy, I want the people on the floor below to be jealous.”
Nicholas got louder.
“I want a noise complaint ,” Daniel growled out on a set of vicious thrusts.
Nicholas got louder.
“I want to hear you scream ,” Daniel snarled.
Oh gosh, it was too much. He couldn’t get any louder. “I-I can’t!” he nearly cried, eyes fully wet.
The grip on his wrists got tighter. “You will scream for me.” It was not a question.
The tears spilled over. “B-but…”
Daniel snarled, wordless and feral sounding, letting go of Nicholas’ arms and pushing himself up on the bed, knees on either side of the smaller man.
“Scream,” he said, and pressed his cock further in than ever before.
Nicholas came and Nicholas screamed. Screamed until wet flooded his insides and the snarling beast collapsed on top of him, his face relaxing until he was Nicholas’ roommate once again.
They panted into the shared space between them, breath puffing against cheeks. And then Daniel smiled.
“Hi.”
Nicholas blushed. “Hi.”
“I take it you liked that?” He was smiling like he already knew the answer.
Nicholas whimpered and nodded. “C-can we…”
Daniel leaned over, pressing his loose weight even more onto Nicholas, which made him slip out and caused Nicholas to squeak, and shut him up with a kiss. “We can absolutely do that again… later though, probably tomorrow. After you’ve rested.”
Nicholas blushed hotter and smiled back.