You're dropped off at your apartment and it takes all the energy you have left to walk up the stairs and unlock the door to get in. You fully intend to go crash in your room after a hot shower but your roommate has different plans.
As soon as you enter, Diany perks up from her spot on the living room couch.
"Oh my god. You are GLOWING, it's disgusting! Tell me EVERYTHING."
You try to play it cool but as your mind flashes over the last few hours, you can't help but blush and grin.
"Look at you!" Diany laughs at your reaction, "It was that good? Does he have like, a crazy monster cock?"
"Oh my god if you just stop talking I'll tell you everything."
You sit down in the chair across from her and watch her close her lips with an invisible zipper. You take a deep breath and proceed to tell her every detail. You talk about how easy he was to chat with on your car ride, and how flirty he was when you played Trials, and how crazy he drove you in bed.
"Oh my god," she sighs longingly, "for the first time since you moved in I wish I had your life."
"Gee, thanks."
"Kara is gonna give him so much shit for finally getting laid," Diany tells you.
"No! You can't tell her," you say.
"Why? This isn't high school, it's just sex."
"Because he said he wants to hook up again, and if you go and blab you'll scare off the hottest lay of my life," you explain.
DIany gasps.
"AGAIN!?!? Oh my god, when?"
"I don't know... He said he'd text me soon to schedule," you blush.
"Wow," she smirks, "you must have some crazy good pussy."
"Okay, I liked it better when you weren't talking."
The next day you're at work when Jordan texts you again. He asks if you want to have a pool day when you're free, so you tell him Saturday works best for you. Of course, you have to go find another bathing suit because you can't just wear the same one you did to his pool party. You spend the week obsessing over your skin routine, trying to distract yourself with work and hanging with Diany. She doesn't help much, she's got a lot of questions about where you think things will lead.
To be honest, you don't know. All you're sure of is how comfortable you feel when you talk to him, how hot he is, and how great you guys are in bed together. You know a relationship is out of the question for the both of you, so you're not sure what to call this... thing. It's like you're headed somewhere great and nowhere at all, but for the first time in your life you're content with not having a detailed plan of the future laid out in front of you.
Saturday rolls around quickly, even though you spend every day leading up to it wishing the hours away. Those same nerves from before come in waves on the Uber ride to his house, even though you know once you're there things will feel just as natural as they did last week.
Jordan answers the door in those same damn pastel swim trunks and no shirt, and you hadn't really prepared yourself for such a sight. You really just want to skip the pool and go straight back to his bed, but he seems excited to hang out.
He ushers you through the house with a hand on your back and there's music playing softly and drinks set out on the patio table. He asks about your week and you ask about his as you undress down to your bathing suit.
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Bang the Doldrums (Captainsparklez/Jordan Maron X Reader)
FanfictionYou get a new job in East Hollywood and move in with a Twitch streamer. When she invites you to a party, you meet Jordan. Will he hate you for beating his ass in Trials Fusion? Will you be friends? Friends with benefits? Or maybe.... an item?