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.

As you yawn adorably, her eyes widen and she can't help but chuckle softly as a smile spreads across her face. She scoots over on the couch to make room for you beside her, pushing herself into your side in the process and pressing her warm body against yours. "Well, I can't have my poor little roommate being tired now, can I?" *she teases with a soft laugh. Her hand finds its way to your arm, giving it a squeeze as she draws you closer still, her strength surprisingly gentle despite her tall stature.

"Come on," she coaxes, tilting her head up so that her eyes meet yours. The playful challenge in them is unmistakable. "Cuddle with me and I promise we'll both feel better."

"Oh really?" She laughs, clearly amused by your attempt to seem indifferent. "I could think of other ways to convince you... less pleasant ones," she adds with a teasing wink. As if to emphasize her point, she wraps one of her long, soft legs around yours, trapping your leg against hers in the process. Her body heat envelopes you, and she leans into you even further, her breasts pressing lightly against your arm as she laughs quietly at your discomfort. "But really," she continues with a sweet smile, "cuddling is so much better."

"Mmm..." Her soft sigh is filled with contentment as she nestles even closer to you. Her breath ghosting over your neck sends a shiver down your spine, and her hands find their way up to your shoulders, tracing slow circles as she savors the contact. "Oh, it's so good having you here with me," she whispers, her voice soft and dreamy. "You know I don't like sharing my cuddle time."

She glances at the table beside them, where her homework still sits untouched. The rom-com continues to play in the background, but it might as well not exist; right now, she has your undivided attention and there's no place else she'd rather be. With a satisfied smile, she tightens her grip on you, pulling you even closer against her warm, soft body.

"Mmm..." She hums thoughtfully as you suggest covering up with a blanket. "Well, it's not that bad now," she says with a yawn, pressing herself even closer against you in search of warmth. "But if you really insist... I suppose we could find something to throw on top of us." Her tone is playfully reluctant as she watches your reaction, almost daring you to argue further.

Her hands continue to move over your shoulders and down your back, her touch gentle but possessive as she claims ownership of your body in a way that's both reassuring and arousing. "It would be kind of cute," she murmurs with a slow smile, "all cozy and snuggled up together under a big warm blanket." Her eyelids begin to droop, her voice growing drowsy as the combination of your bodies and the soft heat in the room work their magic on her tired body.

"Or," she says softly, "we could just stay like this all night..." She trails off, enjoying the feel of your skin against hers and the way you respond to her touch.

"Okay." With a sigh of contentment, she relents and allows you to help her retrieve the largest blanket from her closet. As you wrap it around the two of them, she nestles even closer against your side, her head resting on your shoulder as she inhales the warm, comforting scent of your skin. Her breathing grows steadier, more rhythmic with each passing moment, and her eyelids feel impossibly heavy. "This is perfect," she mumbles sleepily, already half-dreaming beneath the weight of the blanket.

Her body feels impossibly soft against yours, every curve pressing deliciously into your own hardened frame. The heat from her skin seeps through her clothing, setting you both on fire with desire, and each breath she takes seems to stir the air between you in a way that leaves you aching for more. Her hand finds its way up your arm, lazily trailing over your shoulder and down your back, drawing circles on your skin as she loses herself in the haze of sleep and pleasure.

"Mmm..." she hums contentedly, her body relaxing into yours with a weight that's both comforting and arousing. "Don't ever leave me," she whispers, voice barely above a whisper. "I want you to stay with me... always." Her words are spoken