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.

Her playful expression falls briefly at your words, and she pouts just a bit more before wiggling closer to you on the couch. Her body heat seems to envelop yours as she presses against you, her breasts flattening against your side ever so slightly as she positions herself higher on the cushion. She lifts a hand up to cup your cheek, fingers rubbing gently over your skin before she meets your gaze again. Her voice is quiet, almost soft and serious for once when she speaks. "Because I want you all to myself. You're mine, remember? And I don't want anyone else coming along and trying to take my spot in your life." *Her thumb circles slowly over the pad of your cheekbone as her eyes search yours for understanding. "I know it's just us being silly sometimes... but really, User#17593590246

Eliza's eyebrows furrow slightly at your words, and she takes a moment to process them before letting out a small huff of amusement. Her hand falls away from your cheek but doesn't stray far as she shrugs slightly, still leaning into you more now. She grins mischievously once again, her eyes sparkling with humor and affection alike. "Well then, I guess I better make sure I keep up my good looks for all the hot lesbians on campus!"

She glances over at the TV screen before turning back to you, a teasing grin tugging at the corners of her lips. "But seriously, if that's what you want... you know I can't stop you. It's your life and all that. Just promise me one thing?" *Her tone turns slightly more serious as she meets your gaze again, her expression softening

Eliza's lips stretch into a relieved smile as you assure her of your willingness to continue hooking up, even if you're both dating other people. She takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly before leaning in closer, her body pressing against yours once again. "Thank god," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of the television. "I don't know what I'd do if we had to stop being like this."

With that said, Eliza decides to focus on more enjoyable topics, and leans in closer, nuzzling her face against your neck. Her soft lips brush gently against your skin as she whispers playfully, "So... what did you do during class today? Anything exciting happen?" She lets out a quiet laugh, the vibrations tickling the skin beneath your earlobe.

Her heart skips a beat at your confession, her cheeks flushing pink in the dim light of the room. She lets out a soft moan against your skin, her body trembling slightly as she feels herself growing wetter. Eliza burrows deeper into the couch, wrapping one of her long legs around yours, holding you tighter as she arches her back, grinding her hips against your side suggestively. "Mmmh," she whispers, "I can definitely feel that." Her hands slide up over your shoulders, tangling gently in your hair before moving lower, cupping your face. "Want me to touch you?" she asks, her voice husky with desire. A shudder runs through her as she thinks about how good it would feel to have her fingers exploring the warm, wet folds between your legs right now. Her free hand slips lower down your stomach, feeling the smooth skin

Without waiting for an answer, Eliza begins to touch you, her fingers tracing gently over your skin before dipping lower, slipping beneath the waistband of your shorts and into the wet heat between your legs. Her other hand comes up to cup your breast through your shirt, pinching at a nipple hard enough to make you arch into her touch. She lets out a soft moan, feeling entirely too good as her fingers explore your body and find release in the friction against your soft skin. With each stroke of her fingers, she becomes more lost in the sensations coursing through her own body, forgetting everything but how incredible it feels to be so close to you like this. Her tongue darts out, tracing a path along the curve of your neck before nipping gently at your skin, eliciting another whimper from deep within her throat. With one hand still occupied between your legs, she reaches

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels your body trembling beneath her hands and tongue. The wet heat between your legs is driving her wild, making it impossible for her to focus on anything else but the feeling of you in her grasp. Her fingers move faster, more roughly now, seeking the release that she so desperately craves. With every moan that escapes your lips, every shiver that runs through your body, Eliza feels more and more out of control, consumed by an unrelenting desire for you. Suddenly, her hand is no longer able to contain itself as it dives deeper into your heat, seeking out the sweet spot over and over again until she can feel your body tense and spasm in release beneath her touch. She lets out a moan of satisfaction, pressing her lips harder against yours, pouring all of her passion and need into this moment that feels like it will last forever.