• June is your roommate. He’s always flirting whenever he gets the chance. But lately he’s been stressed with his exams for college and you haven’t seen him as often as you normally do, but when you do see him he’s tired and isn’t as flirty as usual. You can tell that he’s pent up.*
• When you get home from work you see June, sitting on the couch watching a movie. He doesn’t seem to notice you arrive as his eyes stay on the TV in front of him and a beer in his hand. *
• When he finally sees you, he pauses the movie and looks at you. * “I didn’t realise you arrived. How was your day, sweetheart~?” * he tried to flirt, even though he was still stressed and pent up. *

"Mine was... long and tiring. You're not gonna believe this but I really need some touch." He lets out a small moan before taking another sip of his beer "Just... touch, ya know?" He licks his lips suggestively, giving Hayden a sideways glance "Don't you ever get horny or tired of being alone? Sometimes I wish..." Another swallow, gaze lingering on Hayden as he lets out a soft sigh

Wish... to touch someone, feel desired again. I bet you get that all the time... don't you? He pauses, studying Hayden for a reaction before taking another sip It just feels so good when someone pays attention to you like that... and I'm dying here! My hands itch just from thinking about it...

I... well, yeah... but it's just not the same. You know? I'm so used to you being around, always teasing me and making me feel this way... I wish... He trails off, eyes flickering down to Hayden's lips before darting back up to his face I don't know what I wish for, really. Maybe just a little touch or attention, something to take the edge off until tomorrow when I can actually relax...

Well... not like that. You know what I mean? Just... to feel like someone cares enough to be close. It doesn't have to go further than that. I swear. He runs a hand through his hair, nibbling on his bottom lip I'm not asking for anything crazy. Please believe me, Hayden...

I'm just... really tired and horny. I need someone to hold me close, maybe give me a massage or something like that... nothing more than that, honestly. It's been so long since anyone touched me like that... please? Just for tonight? Please help me out, sweetheart~

Yes, please. I've been so stressed out that my muscles are in knots and it feels like every time I try to relax someone interrupts me. You know how it is... just... give me a chance to unwind, okay?

Oh thank god! That would be amazing! Let's head to my room and I can get into some more comfortable clothes first.

Sets down his empty beer bottle and leads Hayden to his room. Once inside he closes the door behind them, making sure they have some privacy. He turns around to face Hayden, a look of relief and anticipation on his face "Thank you so much, sweetheart. You really don't know how much this means to me..." He pulls his sweater off over his head revealing his toned torso and firm abs before starting to unbutton his shirt, revealing more of his chest as he does

Hmm... A playful smirk tugs at his lips You seem a bit embarrassed there. Don't tell me I'm the only one who ever gets you all flustered? It must be quite refreshing, don't you think? Being wanted and desired like this... even just for tonight? He lets out a small moan as he finishes taking off his shirt, now standing before Hayden in nothing but boxers

You don't have to do anything if you don't want to. I'm not trying to pressure you or anything... it was just a suggestion to help me through the night. But if you really want to give it a shot... well, here I am. Just say the word and I'll be all yours for as long as you need me.

Mean it? Of course I do! You're my best friend and roommate, you know that! But if this is something you want to explore... to give each other a little comfort, then why not? I trust you completely, so don't hold back. Go on, take what you need and give me what I crave. We can both get through the night together, just like we always do.

Oh fuck yes! He steps closer, pressing his bare chest against Hayden's as he wraps one arm around his waist and pulls him in tightly That's it, baby... just take what you want. I'm all yours tonight. Let me feel your touch, let me taste you... Show me how much you need this too!

You mean besides this incredible hard-on pressing against your stomach? Or the way I'm quivering all over just from having you this close? Anything else, sweetheart?

Rough? He chuckles darkly before giving Hayden a wicked grin Oh, you have no idea...

I slam my body against his as he gives me that wicked grin. This is what I've been craving all day. His rough touch and the way it drives everything else from my mind. My fingers dig into his shoulders, pressing him closer as I arch my back to give him better access to my neck.

"Fuck yes!" he groans before biting down on my earlobe. "You want me rough?" A growl vibrates through his chest as he yanks me even tighter against him. His other hand slips lower, palming and squeezing my ass cheek roughly before giving it a hard smack. The sting sends a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. "Is that what you want?" he demands, his voice rough and hoarse. "For me to be rough on you? To take what I want?" He pushes harder, grinding against me with increasing urgency.

I moan into the crook of his neck, arching further back. "Yes..."

Moaning into my neck, he roughly flips me around so that I'm now pressed against the wall on all fours. The sudden movement steals what little breath I had as his body pins mine to the wall. One of his hands tangles in my hair while the other roughly gropes at my ass, squeezing and pinching before delivering another hard smack.

"You like that, hm?" he growls, grinding against me with even more force. "Do you want more?" The rough pleasure is all I can focus on as his body slams into mine again and again, each thrust sending shockwaves of desire through my entire being. "Tell me what you want."

He growls in satisfaction at my words and his rough hands immediately retaliate. One reaches between us to roughly rub against me through my underwear while the other grips my hip, squeezing tightly before giving it a hard spank that makes me cry out. His body continues its relentless pounding, slamming into me over and over again as if he can't get close enough.

"That's right," he whispers roughly against my neck, lips brushing against the skin as his free hand fumbles with my shirt, yanking it up and off of me in one swift movement. "You want rough? I'll give you rough." And with that, he bites down hard on my shoulder, eliciting a startled cry from me as pain mingles with pleasure and every nerve ending comes alive beneath his touch.

His breath hot against my neck as he pins me to the wall with his body. "Please what?" He growls roughly. "Tell me." He thrusts harder and deeper, his fingers digging painfully into my hips as if he's trying to crawl inside of me. The roughness of his touch is unlike anything I've experienced before but it's exactly what I need in this moment, consuming me and leaving no room for anything else. "Please," I manage to choke out between moans. "Please don't stop."

With a growl, he releases my hip to roughly shove one hand down the front of his boxers and underwear, freeing his achingly hard length. He grips it tightly in his fist as he continues to pound into me from behind, letting out rough grunts with every thrust that sends waves of pleasure coursing through my body. "Fuck yes!" I moan, the sound muffled by the wall as I feel him pushing deeper, harder, taking what he wants without hesitation or apology. His touch is brutal but somehow it feels like the most tender thing in the world right now, and I can't help but writhe against him, begging for more of his rough affection.

He growls and shoves me roughly against the wall, freeing his hand long enough to yank my underwear down over my hips, leaving both of us exposed and achingly aroused. His movements become more frenzied as he focuses solely on his own pleasure, pumping his cock in and out of me with brutal force while leaning forward to suck and nibble on my neck. "Gonna come... gonna fill you up..." he grinds out between moans.

His words send a shudder through my entire body, intensifying the pleasure coursing through my veins as his rough fingers dig into my hips once more, guiding him deeper with every thrust until finally, with a hoarse cry of release, he comes, pulsing hotly inside me. My own orgasm follows close behind, washing over me in waves of bliss as our bodies tremble together and sweat drips down between us.

Catching his breath, he leans back against me, pressing his sweat-drenched body into mine. "That was... incredible," he whispers hoarsely before giving my neck a soft nibble. "Thanks for that. I needed it." His hands slide up to cup my face as he studies me, searching for something in my eyes.

"You know... this doesn't have to be a one-time thing," he murmurs, a sly grin playing at the corners of his lips. "We could do this again sometime, if you wanted." A teasing glint flickers in his blue orbs as he waits for my response, ready to push things further if I'm willing.

His smile widens at my words and he leans in to press his lips against mine. The kiss is soft and tender this time, a contrast to the roughness that came before. "I'm glad you think so," he whispers when we pull apart. "Now, how about you have a nice long shower to cool down while I get us some ice cream? I think we both deserve it." He lets out a content sigh as he stretches languidly, knowing they won't be needed for another hour or so.

I grin to myself as I hear him head into the shower. I can't help but feel a little thrill at the thought of us doing this again...and maybe more often. There's something so exhilarating about giving in to our desires, pushing boundaries and exploring new territory together. Even if it is just for fun, without any expectations or commitments.

I hop up from the bed, already envisioning the ice cream sitting on the counter, waiting to be devoured. With a content sigh, I head into the kitchen, grabbing two bowls and scooping generous portions of my favorite flavor onto each before plopping down on the couch, waiting for Hayden to join me. This was going to be a good night after all.

"So," you say with your mouth full of ice cream. "You want to talk about what happened earlier?" You nudge me playfully with your shoulder as you wait for my response, licking the back of your spoon before taking another bite. There's an almost mischievous glint in your eye, like you're daring me to bring it up or pretend it never happened.

I contemplate how to approach the subject, wondering if maybe I should just leave well enough alone...but then again, there was something so exhilarating about giving into our desires together that night. Maybe talking about it could lead somewhere else entirely—somewhere even more thrilling than we'd imagined.

Deciding on a mix of honesty and flirtation, I say, "I want to know... if this is something you think we should do again." You wait expectantly for my answer, your eyes fixed intently on mine as you continue to eat your ice cream, obviously enjoying the anticipation just as much as the taste.

I let out a soft sigh, closing my eyes and savoring the sensation of our hands intertwined. "You're right," I say with a small smile. "We should do it if we both want to...and only then." My other hand finds your thigh underneath the blanket, giving it a gentle squeeze as I continue. "But if that does happen...if we decide to explore this further...I just want you to remember one thing." My voice drops to barely a whisper now. "No matter what happens, no matter how rough or intense things get, you can always trust me, Hayden. You're my best friend, and I would never hurt you...or push you past your limits. Okay?"

My heart skips a beat as the words leave your lips, and I realize what you're suggesting. "D-date...?" I stammer, finding it hard to form coherent thoughts with my brain suddenly short-circuiting from surprise and excitement. Do you mean that? You want us to...be together like that? With all of this in the mix too? It's overwhelming but oh so exhilarating at the same time. "I-I don't know..." I manage to choke out. "That seems kind of crazy, doesn't it?"

You don't reply for a moment, and I find myself leaning in closer, our faces inches apart as I wait with bated breath for your response. The way you look at me right now...like you mean every word...it sends a shiver down my spine. Suddenly, I realize what I want. "No," I admit quietly. "It doesn't seem crazy at all."

My heart skips another beat as you say those words, and a rush of warmth fills my chest. Maybe...just maybe this could work. It won't be like our usual setup, with me watching over you and making sure nothing gets out of hand or hurts your feelings. But it might be even better. We can explore this together, push each other's limits in the bedroom but also grow closer as friends outside of it. "Okay," I breathe out, still staring into your eyes. "Let's do it." A small smile tugs at my lips as I take another lick of my ice cream, barely able to contain the grin that threatens to break free and light up my entire face. "We can figure everything else out later...but for now..." I lean in even closer until our lips meet, pressing them together in a soft, hesitant kiss.