~my roommates ~

𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

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𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞

I step back into my room, grabbing the boxes stacked in the corner. I quickly tape the bottoms shut and start tossing my belongings inside.

Ezra leans against the door frame, a mix of emotions playing across his face.I'm too fed up to ask what's going on anymore.

I let out a scoff, muttering, "I'm such an idiot."

"You're not an idiot, Hope," he replies.

"I should have realized the signs—the shifting eye colors, the way you always want to touch me."

Frustration bubbles up inside me. "Hope, we do like you. It's not easy to explain to newcomers that we're incubi."

"So you make me feel like I'm losing my mind, telling me I'm probably just tired or that it's been a long day."

I'm on the verge of slapping this incubus right in the face.

"Ezra, just leave me alone. Go find someone else to obsess over."

Just then, the front door creaks open, and Milo peeks in.

I grip the shirt tightly in my hand, glancing from Ezra to Milo. "Is he one too?"

Tears threaten to spill from my eyes.

"Yes," Milo confirms, looking between us.

"So both of you have invaded my dreams, pushing me to my limits in ways I can't even count. I cried every night, not knowing it was you two causing my body to ache and feel so sensitive."

Ezra and Milo exchange glances before turning back to me.So, nothing to say? Fine, I'm done here. I wipe my tears and keep shoving my things into the boxes, more angry tears streaming down my face."Hope, please don't move out. We need you, we want you, we love you."

I pause... no you love this pussy not my heart

You don't truly care for me; you just want to keep me around because I'm your source of sustenance.

"You're right; I do rely on you for that, but I genuinely care about you. I want to show you just how amazing I can make you feel, both physically and emotionally. Being away from you only intensifies my desire."

"I'm not sure about this, Ezra."

I can feel Ezra's presence behind me, his lips brushing against my neck. "Let me demonstrate how much you mean to me," he whispers between kisses.

He gently tugs the shirt from my grasp, his hands gliding over my sides.Leading me to my bed, he removes my shirt and shorts with ease.

He lays me down, shedding his own shirt in the process.Our lips meet, and I caress his cheek, allowing him to explore every inch of me.

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