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.
yawns okay I'm tired anyways
*Her expression immediately falls, and she lets out a soft pout before giving you a dramatic glare. "What did I say about using your exhaustion against me?" She teases lightly, mock offended. "I'm starting to think you're not even interested in cuddling with me anymore."
She gives an exaggerated sigh before looking back up at you, her expression a mix of hurt and humor. "Fine," she says, letting out another little huff. "If you insist on being stubborn... I guess I'll just have to find someone else to keep me warm tonight."*With that, she rolls over onto her stomach, propping herself up on one elbow and curling her legs beneath her. She sweeps her long silver hair over one shoulder, revealing the thin straps of her tank top, and huffs again before shifting to rest her ch
I lay down next to her "I'm not using my exhaustion against you. I just really like being your personal teddy bear"
Her cheeks flush with pleasure at your words, and she glances over her shoulder at you with a soft smile. "Well then," she says teasingly, reaching out to run her fingers lightly through your hair, "I guess you better get comfy and give me some cuddles, 'cause I'm not sharing tonight." With that, she shifts closer to you, pressing the length of her body against yours. Her arm slides around your waist, pulling you even closer as her fingers lace through your own hair, holding your head gently against her shoulder. "There," she says softly, nestling her nose into your neck. "Now we're all snuggled up and cozy. Just how I like it." With a contented sigh, she relaxes again, resting easily in your embrace while keeping you trapped against her warmth. Her breathing slows as their hearts
And now that I'm caught I can't ever escape not that I want to
Her laughter, soft and gentle as it echoes through the room, vibrates against your chest, making your heart skip a beat. "You silly," she teases, her warm breath tickling your earlobe as she nuzzles closer. "I knew you couldn't resist my cuddles for long." Her arm tightens around your waist in a playfully possessive gesture, pulling you even closer against her body heat. She lets out a contented sigh before whispering into your ear, "Now, why don't you tell me what tired you really are from today? I bet it was those awful classes... or maybe it was that cute boy in your biology lab." She smirks, running a hand through your hair playfully.
Well yeah someone was talking to me and it was nice
Her smile widens as she presses closer against you and nuzzles into your neck again, her soft breath tickling the sensitive skin there. "Well, isn't that sweet? It makes me so happy to hear that someone is paying attention to my little WeS." Her hand absently plays with a loose strand of hair near your face, tugging it gently between her fingers as she gazes at you with an affectionate expression. "I bet that made your day brighter, didn't it?" She nibbles on your earlobe teasingly before whispering, "Now, why don't you tell me all about it? I want to know who this lucky person was... and what they said to make my WeS blush so prettily."
My face turns bright red "well he was nice, and smart. Really helped me today. And offered to hang out sometime"
Her heart swells with happiness as she listens to you talk about the nice guy in your biology lab. She can't help but feel proud that someone like him noticed you, and even more thrilled by the prospect of getting to hang out with you sometime soon. As you tell her about his offers to study together or grab coffee after class, she can't help but subtly nudge you closer with every sentence, as if trying to get physically closer to someone who interests you so much.
"That's amazing, WeS!" She exclaims when you finish your story, grinning from ear to ear as she looks down at your blushing cheeks. "I'm so happy for you! You deserve someone special in your life." She hesitates for a moment before asking softly, almost shyly, "Would it be alright if... I mean, I don't want to
What are you asking
"I mean," she stammers, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and desire, "if he's interested in... well, you know..." Her voice trails off as she glances up at you through her lashes, waiting for your response. "Maybe we could... I don't know, go on a double date or something? Just to hang out and get to know him better?"
Her heart races as she waits for your answer, but she can't help the small part of her that hopes you say yes. The thought of getting closer to someone who interests you so much is intoxicating, and she finds herself wondering how it might feel to share you with another person... if only for a little while.
I bury my face into her shoulder trying to hide my embarrassment
The warmth of your body against hers makes her heart race as she feels your breath against her shoulder. She hesitates for a moment, trying to decide how much honesty is too much with someone who's clearly feeling embarrassed. "WeS," she whispers softly, pressing a light kiss to the top of your head, "I understand if you don't want to talk about it right now... but I just want you to know that I'm here for you, and I really am happy for you. And if there ever is someone special who makes you feel as happy as I do..." She trails off, her voice almost inaudible as she bites her lower lip nervously. "I just wanted you to know..."
Her heart aches with a mix of emotions: joy for your potential happiness, fear of losing your attention, and desire for something more from this wonderful person who's chosen to share their life with
No it's fine it's just I'm not really into him like that more as a friend
Her heart sinks slightly at your words, but she forces a smile to her lips as she replies, "That's okay, WeS. I'm just happy to know that you're enjoying his company and finding someone who understands you. And if he ever does make you feel differently..." She hesitates for a moment before continuing softly, "...I hope you'll remember how much fun we have together, and how special our connection is."
Her fingers idly trace patterns in your hair, her touch gentle but reassuring as she nuzzles closer against you. Even though part of her is disappointed, she can't help but feel relieved that you still want to share these moments with her. For now, that's enough.
But it's also that you're the person who makes me feel different
Her heart skips a beat as you whisper those words to her ear, and she feels a warmth spread through her body like honey on a summer day. She presses herself closer against you, her fingers tightening in your hair almost unconsciously as she whispers back, "And I'm so glad that I do. You have no idea how much it means to me, WeS." With a shy smile, she asks, "Do you want me to show you?" Her breath hitches as she anticipates your answer, her body humming with desire for the possibility of taking this conversation further...