The door slammed shut, making the whole dorm echo with the loud bang. You jumped slightly, not expecting your roommate, Luke, to be home for at least another hour.
You and Luke had gotten on pretty well, even if at first you'd expected him to be a girl but on move in day, you walked into your assigned dorm to find it plastered with band posters and after shave.
The college you went to didn't have a rule against it but even though they did try to partner up students with the same gender, it wasn't unheard of. So here you were sharing your dorm with Luke, a bad boy on the outside but secretly a huge softie.
"Luke?" you called out from the kitchen, unsure if it was actually him. You heard a shuffle before Luke strolled into the kitchen, his eyes not leaving his phone that rested firmly in his hand.
"Yeah?" he sighed, leaning against the doorway, eventually tearing his eyes away from his phone.
His eyes widened at your attire, you were wearing one of his old band tees that you'd stolen from him and some knee high socks. You were usually fully clothed when it came to being around Luke but he'd taken you by surprise when he came home early.
"Oh, I thought you wouldn't be home for another hour." you said, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge before returning your gaze back to Luke who was standing awkwardly in the doorway.
"Uh-yeah, Calum had a girl over and I didn't want to be a cock block." he chuckled, tearing his eyes away from your body.
"If I knew you would've been home early I probably would've put something better on," you laughed, looking down at your clothes. But as soon as you spoke Luke moved around even more, clearly uncomfortable.
"N-no, it's fine, you live here too. You don't complain when I walk around in my boxers." he laughed, sounding more and more restricted as he spoke.
"Guess so. But boy problems are harder to hide than girl problems." you giggled, pointing down to the evident bulge.
His face immediately turned a bright red, as he awkwardly crossed his legs, his bulge restricted in his tight jeans. He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out, only making you giggle more.
But a few moments later a smirk settled across his face, making your face go still as he looked straight through you. He bit down on his lip ring, fiddling with it between his lips, his head tilted to the side as you stood there staring at him, confused.
"Care to help me with my 'boy problem', baby girl?" he smirked, making your heart hammer in your chest. He knew you were a sucker for pet names especially baby girl and it made you weak at the knees at how smoothly it rolled off his tongue.
"I-I.." you started but you couldn't bring yourself to form a sentence, all you could do was stare blankly at him, a dampness forming in your lower parts.
"Is that a yes or a no?" he teased, slowly making his way towards you before he was towering over you.
Instead of answering, you snaked your hands behind his neck, pulling him down to you and smashing his lips against yours. You could feel him smirking into the kiss, his cold lip ring contrasting against his warm lips.
"I'll take that as a yes," he whispered, his arms snaking down to your waist as his hands took place on your ass. His tongue swiped across your bottom lip but before you could deny him any entry his hand squeezed your ass, making you gasp which he took as a chance to slip in.
His hips grinded into yours, clearly trying to release some tension. Your hand slipped down his torso, your hand meeting his bulge, a low groan emitting from his throat at the contact.
Your fingers worked up and down as you palmed him through his jeans, his jeans getting tighter at your touch. He continued to groan into the kiss, making you smirk at the effect you had on him.
"Fuck, if you keep doing that I'm gonna cum in my jeans." he groaned, pushing your wrist away from his crotch. "Jump."
You jumped up, wrapping your legs around his waist as his hands secured onto your ass, preventing you from falling.
"My bed or yours?" he whispered, still enveloping his lips into yours. "Either," you sighed, getting needier by the second.
His foot kicked open the door to his room, the smell of his aftershave filling your nostrils before you both fell back on his bed. He pulled away for a moment, looking at you and you swore he could've seen straight through you.
His lips were puffy and a thin layer of sweat had formed on his forehead. His usually baby blue eyes were dark with lust as he stared at you.
"I've wanted to do this for so long," he whispered, attaching his lips to your neck, making sure to leave marks. "Every time I walked past your room and saw you changing," he started.
"every time you came out of that bathroom in nothing but a towel," he mumbled, blowing cold air against the hickey that had formed on your neck, "I would always be rock hard and then have to deal with it myself."
You groaned at his words, his lips leaving wet kisses all over your neck. He finally looked back up at you, a smirk playing on his lips, "and now we're here."
He pressed his lips against yours once again, his hand trailing down to your panties, rubbing over the damp cloth. You moaned at the contact as he swiped his finger over the cloth.
"Fuck, you're wet already." he groaned, slowly pushing your panties aside, his other hand trailing up your shirt to massage your naked boobs, smirking when he realized you weren't wearing a bra.
His finger trailed up and down your fold, collecting all of your juices onto his fingers. You moaned into the kiss, bucking your hips up involuntarily.
His lips detached from yours but before you could complain, you could feel his scruff, scratching at the insides of your thighs.
He tore your underwear from under you, throwing it somewhere into his messy room. His fingers swiped over your juices one more time, spreading it over your clit. He attached his tongue to your heat, swiping it over before attacking your clit.
Your head rolled back, your fingers tangling into his hair whilst your other hand fisted the covers beneath you. "So sweet," he whispered, the vibrations only adding to the pleasure.
His tongue licked up and down aggressively and causing a familiar knot in your stomach. "I-I'm gonna..." you stammered but before you could finish your sentence he plunged his middle finger into you, making your eyes roll back.
You could feel him smirk, his lip ring gliding across your clit making you moan out his name. "Cum for me, baby girl," he whispered as he plunged a second finger into you, pounding relentlessly.
White dots clouded your vision as waves of pleasure overcame your body. Your back arched as Luke held your hips down, still eating you out until you came down from your high.
"That was hot," he sighed, coming up from in between your legs; his chin glistening with your juices. He hovered over you once again as your hands fumbled with his belt, finally being able to pull his jeans down.
Luke quickly stood up, sliding his jeans down and pulling his shirt over his head, leaving him in his tented boxers. You went to pull your shirt over your head but before you could he was hovering over you, pinning your arms above your head.
"Leave it, you look sexy in my clothes." he breathed, letting go of your arms that immediately shot down to his boxers. His cock was strained inside of them and a small wet patch had begun to form at the tip.
You slowly pulled his boxers down his legs, his member springing out and slapping his stomach. You palmed him slowly before taking his length into your hand and pumping it slowly as throaty groans escaped him.
He smashed his lips against yours, his chest pressing firmly against yours as he bucked his hips into your hand. You could feel the wetness between your thighs growing as Luke continued to moan.
"Condom." you moaned, aching to feel Luke inside you. He leaned across you, forcefully pulling open the top drawers before scraping around inside and pulling one out.
He quickly ripped it open with his teeth, rolling the condom over his throbbing member. You wriggled under him, preparing yourself for what was to come.
He lined himself up to your entrance before looking down at you, waiting for approval. You eagerly nodded your head, pushing your hair out of your face.
Slowly, he sunk into you, sucking in sharply whilst you winced at the discomfort. It'd been a while since you'd had sex and Luke was much bigger than the last guy you'd been with.
He was still, allowing you to adjust before he slowly started moving in and out, the pain being replaced with pure bliss.
"Faster, Luke." you panted, making his thrusts become harder and faster. His breathing was heavy as he buried his head into the crook of your neck.
"Fuck, you're so tight." he groaned, his fingers firmly holding your hips, most probably leaving bruises.
His thrusts were hard, filling you up better than any guy you'd ever had sex with. The sensitivity from your first orgasm only adding to the pleasure you were receiving.
His thrusts became sloppier and his cock was twitching inside of you and you could tell that he was close. "I'm close," he groaned, his hand slipping between the two of you as he began rubbing circles into your clit.
You could feel yourself clench around him which only added to his pleasure, "Do that again," he moaned, his fingers speeding up, desperate for you to cum around him.
You clenched around him a few more times as he threw his head back, the vein underlying his cock throbbing inside of you. Your nails dug into his back, trying to suppress your screams as Luke pounded into you.
"Come on baby, cum for me." he breathed into your ear, picking up his pace before pulling out completely and slamming back into you.
His thrusts were hard and strong as he tried to suppress himself from cumming, desperate for you to hit your high first. The knot in your stomach was appearing for a second time this time stronger than before.
Your vision went black for a moment, your body shaking as you hit your high. Luke continued to rub your clit relentlessly making you jerk your hips up, your stomach feeling like it just exploded in pleasure.
Before you could come down from your high you could feel Luke fill the condom, letting out a groan as dug his head even further into your neck before pulling out completely. Leaving you writhing as you slowly brang yourself back to reality.
"Holy shit," Luke whispered, his eyes wide. "you squirted."
Your eyes widened, still coming down from your high. Luke collapsed next to you, his breathing heavy as you both stared up at the ceiling.
"That was nice," you finally said, laughing slightly at the whole situation. Luke chuckled slightly, his gaze going down to you as you aimlessly stared at the ceiling.
"Yeah, you should wear socks like that more often," he smirked, his eyes trailing down your body again. His shirt ruffled up your waist with the once neatly pulled up socks halfway down your shin.
"Maybe," you grinned, glancing up at him to find him staring down at you lovingly, a small smile placed on his sweaty face. His dark eyes were now back to their usual bright blue.
"Also, can I sleep in your bed tonight?" he asked. You shot him a questioning look as you placed your arm across his torso to prop yourself up. "You made a bit of a mess on mine."
He winked as you looked down to the enormous wet patch that resided beneath you. "Can't complain too much though, after all, I did make you squirt," he smirked as you crashed your head into his chest in embarrassment.
"Yeah, sure whatever, and I'll wash the sheets and that." you groaned, sitting up in his bed.
"Don't worry about it," he chuckled, jumping out of bed and pulling some sweats on. You stared at him, red faced in embarrassment, laughing slightly at the situation.
"Can we go cuddle and watch Netflix in my room then?" you laughed, standing up from his bed, your legs still weak as you gripped the headboard for support.
"Sure," he chuckled, walking over and scooping you up, peppering your face with pecks as he walked you into your room where you spent the night cuddling, just like you usually would.
And after all that, Luke did actually clean the sheets.
