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jeremy's p.o.v
It was pretty late, almost about 10:30 at night. No one was really around us since our neighbors had graduated, and we were supposed to be sleeping. Well, I wasn't obviously.
Damn it's cold....
I look back to see my roommate, who I'd say is the cutest guy in all of strikestone university, was pretty much asleep in his own bed. I heaved a heavy sigh, rubbing my aching, tired eyes as I stood up from my swivel chair. I shuddered from the cold air brushing against a bit of my bare back, and I quickly pulled my oversized shirt down. I drug myself to my unmade bed, sighing as I flopped down onto the semi soft mattress, feeling as heavy as stone. I moved my head to look at him, and noticed that he was facing me. He wasn't asleep at all, in fact, I was locked into his beautiful ice blue eyes. He seemed wide awake, though I could see dark bags underneath his eyes. I could hardly feel my fingers, regretting the decision of choosing the bed right underneath the air conditioner. It was colder than usual, since the heater broke down, and the school didn't care that much to fix it. I noticed him sit up, his long, curly, fuzzy black hair all disheveled from laying down. He spoke softly, which wasnt abnormal, since he was such a self kept, shy...adorable guy.
"How is it comfortable being that cold...?" He asked quietly, beckoning to me with a small gesture of his hand. "You can come...lay with me if you want..."
I laid there for a moment, hesitating before finally giving into the opportunity for warmth, and maybe a good night's sleep. I stood up, walking very quickly over to him. He scooted over to make room for me, and I plopped down right on where he was laying. Soothing warmth engulfed my body as soon as I made contact. He laid down beside me, pretty content. He moved a bit closer, more out of concern than anything else. I shuddered as my cold hands touched his warm chest. He looked at me with suprise. "Oh my god your hands are ice cold!" He said, pulling my close. He wrapped his arms around me, though he was a bit sweaty, I didn't care. I blushed a bit, not really used to cuddling with anyone. Moving slowly, I buried my face into the crook of his neck so my nose could get warm. He let out the smallest sound as I could feel him vibrate almost. Was he...purring? I knew he could, I just hardly ever heard him make such a sound since we got together. I sighed in relaxation, having to pull back since a bit of his hair got in my eye. He chuckled, and leaned his head back to get more comfortable. Even though the light was dim, I noticed that on the side of his neck, was a red mark. It was almost like someone had bitten him, but there were no teeth marks. I moved my arm, and gently touched the area just above it, scared I would hurt it by touching it directly. He tensed slightly, and i quickly pulled my hand back.
"S-sorry!" I squeaked, and he moved his head down. He looked a bit shocked...and I noticed his cheeks were a bit pink. "D-did i hurt you?" I stammered.
He blinked a few times. "N-no! I uh...well...forgot it was there..."
"What is it?" I asked softly, very concerned. He gave me a small smile.
"Its nothing bad....its just...a really sensitive spot." He said. "A gentle touch actually feels kinda nice but...too much pressure on it hurts..."
I let out a small "hm", heaving a small sigh. I actually wasnt tired, and it didn't seem that he was either. I took a deep breath through my nose, figuring that if I relaxed enough, I would sleep. All I got was a good whiff of his warm scent. He just stared at me, and our eyes locked for what seemed like forever. He let out the smallest purr, moving a bit closer to me. I could feel his warm breath on my face, but I couldnt bring myself to look away. I could hardly control myself as I drew closer, until we almost touched noses. This is it. I made my move, pushing close as our lips connected. He was suprised at first, then was all in as he pulled my body close, pressing his warm body against mine. I drug my hands from his well sculpted triceps to his shoulder, then down his back slowly. He groaned softly as I moved my hand down to just above his rear. Our tongues twisting and swiping as we explored each other's mouths, getting more intense as he gripped my shoulder. I slowly slid my hand into his boxers, grazing his ass with my hand. I squeezed slightly, earning a mixture of a groan and a moan from him. I blushed as I felt him grind his crotch against my stomach, letting out small squeaks. I groaned softly, then squeaked as he rolled over, and I found myself on top of him. He pulled away, panting with his cheeks cherry red.
"I'm all yours..." he muttered, and I was pretty shocked. How could such a large, muscular man, be so submissive? I saw he was getting a bit impatient, and I moved down, pressing my chest against his. I nuzzled his chin before moving down, licking the baze of his jawline. I moved lower, licking just around his little sensitive spot. He gasped softly, then proceeded to let out a small moan as I dragged my tongue right across the sensitive area. I retracted the organ, then smirked, planting a gentle kiss on the area. He bit his lip, moaning softly as I kissed a bit more roughly, starting to suck on the spot. I grazed it gently with my teeth, and he let out shaky moans. I bit gently, and he squeaked, making a small pop sound as I pulled away, leaving a hickey right where my lips just were.
"Are you okay?" I asked, then was confused as he just purred.
He looked at me with narrowed eyes full of lust.
"I didn't say stop now did i?"
I blushed intensely, yelping as he pulled me close. He purred and our lips connected once more, leading to another intense make out session. He grabbed my hips, moving me up and down, just so my crotch was grinding against his stomach. He gripped my hips and I whimpered, causing him to loosen his grip quickly and push me back a bit. "S-sorry." He muttered.
I was in a bit of a daze, quickly snapping out of it. "Huh? Oh you're fine!" I said quickly. Looking down, I scooted back to get a look at the body below me. I blushed, then moved down, planting a kiss on his chest. I moved lower, planting kisses here and there as I moved down to the waistband of his boxers. I looked at him, and he blushed, giving a small nod of permission. I grabbed his boxers, then pulled them off slowly. I blushed to see how turned on he was, his erect member sprung in freedom. I looked at him, thinking for a moment. Smirking, I used my index finger to gently caress the sensitive area of skin. I moved my finger teasingly toward his dick, but moved it away just as I was about to touch it. I kept teasing him, seeing how impatient he truly was. He whined in anticipation.
"D-damn..." he growled, gripping the sheets. I could only imagine how much he wants to be pleasured. He would probably start pleasuring himself if I kept teasing him like this. I lowered my head and drug my tongue against the tip. He bit his lip, letting out a low moan as I continued to please just the tip of his aching cock. I moved my head back, and smiled at the pleading look in his eyes. I pulled my own shirt off, then slipped off my pants, smirking. He spread his legs invitingly, and I took the invitation gladly. I was on my hands an knees, straddling his abdomen with my arms. I grabbed the waistband of my underwear, waving my hips slightly as I slipped them off. I pulled the blanket up to cover us, and I squeaked as he grabbed my dick in his hand.
"You think I'm gonna let you do this soft?" He narrowed his eyes. "You're not hard enough..." he breathed, then started to pump my member roughly. I let out a small moan, spreading my knees to give myself better balance. He bit his lip, smirking as he watched my reactions to his rough handjob.
*to be continued*
