Russell Knight is not your average geek. Sure, he may seem like the quiet, shy, and vulnerable guy in school. But there is far more to Russel than meets the eye.
At just 10 years old, Russell had already gone through the heartache of losing both of...
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Samantha
Russell toyed with his fork. He stared at all of us while giving me a pensive look. I smiled as I twirled my fork and grabbed a mouth full of spaghetti and continued to eat.
He clears his throat and places his fork down. Everyone had been eating silently tonight. The only noise came from our silverware and Figaro, who was now sound asleep on top of a cushion Russell had placed on the floor for him.
"Guys, we need to talk," he says looking at Kim and Brandon, then looking at me as his cheeks turn slightly red.
"Uhm, sure, nan. What's up?" Brandon adds, grabbing a napkin and whipping his lips.
My intuition tells me Russell is going to ask them something super important. Something I have been wanting to do as well... Ask for our keys back.
"I hate to do this to you two, I'm going to need you two to give up the keys to our dorm." he says looking serious at both.
Kim widens her mouth, pouting right after. "But..." she begins.
"No, he's right, Kim. Sam and he need their privacy. And besides, my roommate did cut back on his smoking, so I think it will be ok if I spend more time there."
"Yeah, I guess. And my roommate is bringing a guy only three nights a week now, so the loud moans don't keep me up all night anymore." I chuckle, rolling my eyes.
They were both trying to guilt-trip both of us, but we had to be firm. It's been too many incidents when they have LITERALLY walked in on us getting too close to, well... You know!
"Exactly. Thanks for understanding guys, now if you please excuse us, Sam and I have to study for our tests tomorrow. I'm sure you two have A LOT of studying to do as well, right? So why don't I take care of these for you two so you can be on your way?" Russell says as he stands up and reaches out for their plates.
"No! I'm not done. If you're going to kick me out, at least let me finish my dinner. You savage!" Kim says as she pouts and whimpers sarcastically.
We both Chuckle. I grab my glass filled with orange juice and gulp it down.
He pulls his hands back and sits back chuckling as he nods. He grabs his beer and sips it.
"Sam!" Kim looks at me while pouting her lips and giving me her puppy eyes. I chuckle, look away and continue to drink my juice slowly.
"Fine. But you're going to miss having us here, you know that?" Kim stands, grabs her purse, and takes her keys out, taking off the key to my dorm from her key ring, and placing it on the table.
She sits back down and crosses her hands over her chest, looking away from both of us. Brandon looks at Russell with the same puppy eyes, making Russell and I chuckle.
"Ok, fine. Look, I know you two got stuck with shitty roommates, so... Maybe you guys can move in with us?" Kim turns, gasping in excitement. An excitement that just went out the door for me.
If we had little privacy before, we definitely will have no privacy now. "I mean if that's ok with Sam. We can share rooms, right?" he says stating the obvious.
"Brandon, you can share a room with m-"
"Me. And Russell, you can share a room with Sam. I mean, you two are practically an item already, so, why not, right?" my eyes widen, my lips partially parted.
I keep forgetting how spontaneous and tenacious she can be, but this...had to be one of her best ideas.
"Uhm... Ok. If....if that's ok with Sam!" he says a little curious. But I mean, seriously? Why would I oppose to it?
"Yeah, like you two haven't slept in the same bed for the past few days, huh?" Kim adds making me turn red and giving her a warning look.
So, it doesn't take long before Brandon and Kim take over Russell's room. They literally kick him out, throwing clothes his way and getting his books out, and throwing them on my bed.
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"Russ, are you sure this is a good idea? I thought the point was to get them out if our down for good, now make them permanent residents in our dorm!" I look at him pouting my lips as he places his books on my desk chair.
Figaro was sleeping soundly on the cushion in a corner of my room.
"I know. I'm sorry. I just don't like seeing them disappointed. I swear I will make it up to you." he says calmly as he wraps his hands around my waist, pulling me close to him.
I pout my lips, placing my hands on his chest. He lifts my chin gently and places a feather-like kiss on my lips. I can't help but feel weak at the knee when he kisses me like this.
We begin to kiss slowly, my hands slowly wrapping around his neck as I sigh, letting out a faint moan.
He reaches over and twists the lock, making sure the door is locked.
His hands slowly grip my butt as he moves us towards my bed. "Russ..." I whisper making him bite my bottom lip.
"Yes," he replies kissing my neck. "I want you," I whisper feeling myself become aroused. He smiles through our kiss and parts my legs, pulling me up and making me wrap my legs around him.
"Are you sure? I don't know if I can hold back this time. I really want you too, Sam." he says making me hurry my head in his neck as I feel him slowly placing me on the bed and hovering over me.
"I am. I'm sure." I whimper as I feel his bulge brush against my core.
He grunts, closing his eyes before claiming my lips and leaving wet kisses on my neck and chest.
"I want you so bad Sam," he says as I throw my head back and we both finally give in.
