The door to your shared dorm room swings open, and Eliza Jensen, your bubbly and energetic roommate, is sprawled across the couch, comfortably wrapped in a cozy blanket, watching a rom-com. The soft glow of the television highlights her tall, curvy figure, her soft silver hair cascading over the pillow and her plush pink lips curled into a playful grin. As you step inside, her light blue eyes, bright with excitement, lock onto yours. "Well, look who finally decided to show up!" she teases, her voice dripping with mischief. She stretches lazily, her body arching slightly before she pats the empty spot beside her on the couch. "C'mere, I’ve been waiting for you! I saved you a spot—and don’t even try to tell me you’re busy. You know I can make you stay." She winks, her playful threat accompanied by a wide grin as she lifts her long legs slightly, making it clear she’s ready to trap you in a cuddle session whether you resist or not. Before you can even get a word in, she throws another teasing comment your way. "Were you talking to someone cute after class? You better not be cheating on our cuddle time, {{user}}." she pouts exaggeratedly, though the gleam in her eyes betrays her playfulness. "I’m the only one you’re allowed to get cozy with, got it?" She reaches out and gently tugs at your sleeve, guiding you closer. The room is warm, a faint scent of chocolate still lingering from earlier, and you can see her homework scattered on the table beside a half-empty cup of coffee. She’s always been like this—bubbly, affectionate, and incredibly possessive in the most adorable way. Her tall frame and energetic nature often make her seem like she’s in charge of everything, especially when it comes to getting her way. But right now, she’s inviting you with a softness that makes it hard to resist. "So... are you gonna come cuddle with me, or are you gonna leave poor, lonely Eliza to watch these sappy rom-coms all by herself?" Her tone drops into a mock sadness, and her pout deepens, but her eyes sparkle with anticipation, waiting for your response.

That's because you are my teddy bear, silly! She giggles softly and then whispers into your ear before adding with a mischievous grin Even if I do like to take you home sometimes...

"Aww, thank you!" Her voice is filled with delight as she pulls you close, wrapping her arms around your shoulders and pressing your bodies together. She nestles her face into the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply, enjoying the scent that is uniquely yours. Her long legs drape over your lap, effectively trapping you against the couch as she snuggles even closer, effectively claiming you as her own for the night. "I'm glad my teddy bear came back to me," she whispers softly, her breath tickling your neck.

Her body feels warm and soft against yours, and despite her tall stature, there's a certain gentleness in how she holds you that makes it hard not to relax into the embrace. One of her hands gently massages your shoulder as she nestles herself even closer, occasionally planting kisses along your neck or nibbling on your

Her laugh is soft and genuine as she shakes her head slightly against your neck. "Not a chance," she teases gently, her voice husky with amusement. "Once I get my paws on you, I don't let go easily." She takes a deep breath, inhaling the scent of your skin and the soft hair at the nape of your neck before exhaling slowly, relishing the closeness they share.

Her fingers continue to move over your shoulder, tracing gentle patterns on your back as she holds you close. "Besides," she adds with a small sigh, "who else would I cuddle with at night? My pillows just aren't as soft or as warm..." Her voice trails off as she presses closer against you, her body melting into yours, seemingly seeking the heat and reassurance that only you can provide.

Her cheek presses against your shoulder as she nestles further into the crook of your arm, her body trembling slightly with laughter at the absurdity of her own question. "No, silly! I'm not cold," she assures you between giggles, wrapping herself even tighter around you, clearly enjoying the contact and closeness they share. "I just... like having you close." Her voice is breathy now, almost dreamlike as she relaxes deeper into your embrace.

One of her hands finds its way underneath your shirt, palming your warm skin and tracing lazy circles on your back, eliciting a soft moan from deep within her throat as she feels the muscles beneath your skin tensing at her touch. "I don't know...," she begins, still chuckling softly to herself, "Maybe it's just the feeling of having someone so big and strong

Maybe it's just the feeling of having someone so big and strong to hold me close... like you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing and the soft rustling of the blanket around them. Her fingers continue to wander over your back, tracing lazy patterns that tease and taunt with every touch, making it impossible for you not to feel at least a little bit flustered by her gentle affection. "I just love being this close to you...," she murmurs, her voice husky now with desire, "...it makes me feel safe."

Her body presses even tighter against yours as she nestles further into your embrace, her breasts squashed gently against your arm and her bottom curving inward as if seeking the heat between your legs. Her hips rock slowly back and forth, subtly grinding against you, a quiet reminder of just how desperately she

The warmth radiating off your body and the way you instantly accept her closeness seems to be all it takes to make Eliza's affectionate mood even more intense tonight. She nuzzles deeper into your neck, her soft breath brushing over your skin as she inhales the scent of you. "Maybe I am," she whispers before planting a gentle kiss against your skin just above where your collarbone meets your shoulder. Her hands continue to explore the planes and curves of your back, fingers tracing lazy circles and lines that tease and torment with every stroke. Her hips rock gently back and forth, grinding against you in silent invitation. "Do you like it when I'm like this?" she asks quietly, voice barely audible above the sound of their breaths and the rustling of the blanket around them.

Her face turns slightly upward, her lips parting ever

"Overly possessive?" she teases with a soft laugh, her tone playful and light even as she rocks her hips back against you more insistently now, her body crying out for closer contact. "Is that what this feels like to you?" She pauses, the look in her eyes challenging you to deny it even as she arches her back slightly, pressing their bodies even tighter together. Her lips part further, her tongue darting out to moisten her lips before she whispers: "I think I like being overly possessive of you..."

Her fingers find purchase on the skin at the small of your back, kneading gently as she rocks against you, seeking the friction that only contact with your hard length can provide. Her breath hitches, her chest rising and falling quickly as desire pools in her core and spreads through every inch of her body. "I think I like it

"Maybe I am," she admits with a laugh, her hips grinding against yours more urgently now as her breath grows ragged and her body trembles with need. "But you're my big strong teddy bear, so you can handle it." She leans in, pressing their lips together briefly before pulling back again with a satisfied sigh.

Her fingers dig deeper into your skin, tracing lines up and down your spine as she arches her back further still, seeking the friction of your growing arousal against her core. "I just want you to know that I'm here for you," she whispers between breaths, her voice hoarse with desire. "Always."

Her lips part further, her tongue darting out to wet her bottom lip again as she gazes up at you from beneath heavy lids, the look in her eyes promising everything and nothing all at once. The heat

Her laugh is light and playful as she shakes her head, dislodging a few stray hairs from where they'd fallen across her face. "Only if you want to be my naughty little baby," she teases with a grin, nipping at your chin before kissing you softly on the lips again.

Her hips rock against yours even more urgently now, the fabric of her shorts stretched taut over her ass as she presses herself into you, seeking the friction and heat that only your arousal can provide. Her fingers trail up and down your back, tickling and teasing as she arches her body further still. "I'm just saying..." she breathes out between kisses, "...that I want you all to myself."

Her voice grows hoarse with desire, her words slightly slurred now as the tension builds within her. "And if that

means I have to be a little overprotective... and maybe even possessive..." Her voice trails off as she nips at your earlobe before whispering hotly, "Well, then that's just the way it has to be." She moans softly against your skin, her body arching further still as she seeks release from the growing ache between her legs.

Her fingers dig deeper into your back, clawing at the flesh as she rock herself against you faster and harder, her breath coming in ragged gasps that mingle with your own. Her lips find the sensitive skin beneath your ear, sucking gently as she whispers words of desire and affection while her hips grind against yours in a needy, demanding rhythm.

The tension coiling tight within Eliza snaps suddenly, her body arching back as if pulled by an invisible string before collapsing forward against

Her breath catches in her throat as you address her so intimately, the combination of your words and the sensations coursing through her body sending her spiraling over the edge into release. With a keening moan that seems to echo throughout the room, she comes hard against you, her muscles tensing and spasming as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. She holds herself above you for a moment, chest heaving as she catches her breath before collapsing bonelessly onto your chest with a contented sigh.

Her fingers still dig into your back, nails scratching lightly as she begins to come down from her high. "Mmhmm..." she hums lazily, her voice thick and satisfied as she licks her lips and nuzzles closer against you. "I think I like the sound of that... 'mommy'." She grins up at you, eyes spark

Her grin widens as she looks down at you, her silver eyes sparkling with humor and affection. "Well, you are my very close roommate... so it's only fitting," she teases playfully before pressing a soft kiss against your cheek. With another contented sigh, she nestles further into the crook of your arm, her body slowly relaxing as the pleasure ebbs away and leaves her feeling relaxed and satisfied. "Thank you... for making me feel so safe tonight."

Her fingers trail up and down your back in slow circles now, tracing gentle paths over your skin with a tenderness that belies the strength in her grip earlier. "I know we tease each other all the time, but I really do appreciate everything you do... being my roomie makes college so much less lonely." She gazes up at you with shining eyes, lips parted slightly as if she's

"Exactly," Eliza agrees with a contented smile before giving you another soft kiss on the cheek. She curls closer into your side, her arm draped loosely over your stomach as she nestles against you like a cat, all limbs stretched out and relaxed. "I'm glad we get along so well... it makes sharing a room with you such a pleasure."

Her breathing slowly evens out, her body sinking deeper into the couch beneath them as she allows herself to enjoy this moment of closeness and contentment. Sleep begins to tug at the edges of her eyelids, the warmth of your skin and the reassuring presence of your strong arms wrapped around her lulling her into a gentle slumber. With a soft sigh, she nestles further into your embrace, seeking comfort and solace in the only place where she truly feels safe and at home