~my roommates ~

𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 🔥

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𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞

Milo stands up, and they both stride toward me.

"What are you—"

"Just stop talking," Milo interrupts.

"Ya—" I feel my temper rising.

Milo fixes me with a steady gaze, and I fall silent.

What the fuck...

Here I am, caught between them again.

"You're feeling sexually frustrated."

"Is that so?"Ezra's voice is a blend of smoothness and grit.

I nod in response.

I can feel Ezra's lips grazing my neck, followed closely by Milo's.A satisfied hum escapes me.

"Stay with us." I glance up into their eyes.I roll my eyes and begin to slip off my heels, placing them on the floor.It's as if they're having a silent conversation, with Milo whispering to me what they have in mind.

I won't lie; the thrill is starting to build.They guide me into my bedroom, where I had tidied up everything in anticipation of leaving.

Because, of course...

I pull out my belongings from my bra and set them aside.They remove my dress, and a flicker of fear crosses my mind since I'm usually tipsy during these moments, not fully aware.

"Um, I'm sorry, but what if you don't—"

"Don't," Ezra interjects.

As he lavishes me with compliments, his hand finds its way around my throat, his mouth close to my ear.He gives a gentle squeeze, causing my lips to part slightly and my breath to catch.

His hand glides from my throat, lifting my dress and tossing it aside, leaving me in just my thong.

The dress featured a built-in bra, which helped me feel a bit more secure about my chest—my biggest source of insecurity.

"I don't think I can go through with this," I murmured, my gaze fixed on the ground.

Despite knowing that others often envy my body, I still struggle with feelings of inadequacy.

Milo paused and settled in front of me, gently lifting my chin to meet his gaze before planting soft kisses on my face. A mirror reflected our moment."Point out what you dislike about yourself," he encouraged. I hesitated, moving my hands away.

"Everything. I know it looks like I have confidence, but that only comes out when I'm drinking. Then, no one cares about my appearance; they're just focused on hooking up," I confessed quietly, each word heavy with truth.Milo pressed kisses to my cheeks, followed by Ezra, who showered me with affection, making me giggle. Ezra then wiped away my tears and captured my lips with his.