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it's me

It's something similar to me. In any case, I agree, this is not the best price.

I wrapped myself in a scarf because it's -13 degrees outside the window.

And this is Sofia

PICREW

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just thinking about how hot and intimate the idea of Ghost eating you out is, the exact moment when his eyes flutter shut and he focuses all of his energy on pleasing you

"I mean I'm not into this but the way you talk about it makes it seem hot" - someone who is about to develop a very weird fetish by being in contact with me

HI LAURY (≧ω≦。) I CAN FINALLY SEND YOU AN ASK AGAIN!!

okay ahem i was thinking about roomates!soap and gaz !! they are like very overly touchy and obsessed with you, literally can't keep their hands off you while you three are on the couch watching a movie. a bit insane and gross sometimes too BUT i love them very much. DO YOU SEE MY VISION HERE!! i don't think i am explaining it well BUT YEAH >:3

ruru!! i'm so happy yer free from jail, vry hapy to have you back<3

and omg i'm actually frothing at the MOUTH i see your vision so clearly. why is this so hot?? i actually need them so badly. hope i do the idea justice !! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

warnings/tags: roommate! soap x roommate! gaz x reader, non con/dub con, groping, pervy/creepy behaviour, slight manipulation/guilt tripping, mentions of panty sniffing

you had moved into a new flat a few weeks ago, managing to snag a pretty big place for a cheap price. when you saw the amount on the post advertising it online, your eyes almost bulged out of your head and you rushed to contact the owners, which turned out to be two handsome men a few years older than you.

what was not to love of the place? close commute to your work, cheap, spacious and two very good looking men living there too. honestly it felt like a setup but you didn't question it, and your application was immediately accepted.

so in no time flat you were moving in, setting up all your own furniture with the help of both your roommates. and after a week of getting comfortable and your roommates keeping a good distance from you while you settled in, they finally asked you to join in with them on their activities that have always been just for the two of them. the first, was film night.

"every friday night, we have film night. snacks, drinks, shitty films. it's our routine, and now you're here, we thought you should be included." gaz had told you on thursday morning, an easy smile on his face as he stood leaning on the kitchen counter, eating toast in just his plaid pyjama trousers hanging low on his waist with everything else on show. it was very difficult to avoid oogling at his chest as you responded. "so-sounds great, i'll uhm pick up some snacks after work tomorrow." you ushered out.

it's now friday night at half nine and the three of you are huddled up under soft blankets on the pretty spacious couch with you squished in the middle of them. there wasn't any need for them to have their bodies so close to you, but you didn't say anything. gaz had his arm resting on the back of the couch, around your head which made you blush slightly, even though it was just for his own comfort.

you're only fifteen minutes into the film, some popcorn in your hand with eyes glued to the tv when you feel the first touch. it's a big, warm hand pressing at your thigh. you jump, head whipping round to soap who smiles innocently at you. his hand grips your thigh and you whine, stumbling out a response.

"soap, wh-what-?" you try to ask but soap shushes you up quickly, "shh hen, tryna watch the film." he points to the tv with his free hand, no longer looking at you. not even a minute later, another hand coming from the other side of you is now squeezing at the inside of your thigh.

your head whips round to face gaz instead, your eyebrows scrunching up in confusion. "why are y-" before you can get another word out, gaz is also shushing you and instead facing the tv - just like soap.

you try not to think about it too much, as they both seem to be enamoured with the film playing in front of them and uncaring of the fact both of their hands are gripping at your thighs that borderlines on just a wee bit too tight.

as the film continues, you start to forget about the weight of their hands on your thighs but that doesn't last long until both hands are moving again, one going to your front while the other slides back to rest on your arse.

your cheeks instantly flare pink as you sputter out words, trying to ask what they are doing. "ain't doing anythin', you're jus' too sensitive love. keep watchin' the film alright? me and johnny really want you to take movie night serious, can you do that for us?" gaz asks with a pout, guilt tripping you with his adorable puppy face that will soon become a recurring issue for you.

you find your head nodding slowly, eyes turning back to the tv once again as their hands start to fondle you. soap's hand teases at your cunt through your joggers, cupping it every now while gaz grabs and almost kneads at the soft skin of your arse, fingers slipping the joggers down enough that he can touch warm flesh.

it doesn't take long for you to be a whimpering mess on the couch, trapped between the two burly men who give you no respite, rough overworked hands fondling you so meanly and roughly, without care for your sensitive body.

"gu-guys the film, i thought you wan-hghh wanted to watch it." you splutter, head rolling back onto the shoulder of gaz who's on your left. "aye we do, so quit yer yapping quien." soap grumbles, leaving a sloppy wet kiss on your neck, eyes not even looking at the tv.

it doesn't take long for gaz's fingers to work their way down your joggers and push aside your flimsy underwear, a dry thumb pressing against your asshole that has you squirming, hips bucking to get away. gaz's other hand keeps you pinned down firmly with no issue, watching the way your mouth falls open to let out confused sounds of pleasure and pain.

as gaz does this at the back of your body, soap fondles with the front of you, hand slipping down your underwear to press at your clit which makes you moan out-loud, eyes fluttering shut. "dove, please. we haven't seen this film before, been waiting awhile." gaz complains, nibbling at your ear and you feel as if all your nerves have been set on fire. the guilt and pleasure swirls through your turned on body, mind starting to become foggy as they continue their groping.

you bite down on your bottom lip harshly, teeth digging into the skin and causing little tears. tiny droplets of blood stain your bottom lip as you sit there like a doll for them, your fuzzy brain desperately trying to focus on the film but at this point any ideas you had about the plot or characters has left you and replaced with the way your body is being groped at by your two new roommates.

soon soap's fingers are slipping past your folds and caressing your hole that seems to grow wet from the touch, even though it's a natural human body instinct, soap takes it that you're enjoying his and gaz's caressing which just feeds into his gross mindset.

"fuck gaz, should feel how wet they are. fuckin' turns em on being groped." soap moans deeply, one thick finger slipping into your wet hole that immediately clenches down on the intrusion. "that so? we picked the right one tav." gaz smirks at his friend, pulling his hands out of your joggers to then shove his dry thumb into your mouth roughly.

"suck lovie." he stated, watching the way your teary eyes didn't move away once from the tv while your mouth gently sucked on the digit. soon he slipped his thumb out and pressed it against your hole once again, but this time he gently started to edge his spit soaked finger inside which had your body flinching. you had never experimented back there, so this was a very new sensation.

"never had anyone back here, eh?" gaz jokes with a mean chuckle with soap joins while thrusting one finger meanly into your tight cunt that leaks around his hand. another finger is soon added, thumb pressing against your clit. you feel absolutely ashamed, your body enjoying the touch while your mind is conflicted.

before you can think much more about how wrong this is, how your roommates have ganged up on you to touch you without any consent, your stomach tightens and your cunt clenches down on soap's two fingers. your asshole pulses around gaz's thumb as your orgasm washes through you and your eyesight blurs from the intensity.

as you whimper and gasp on the couch, hips bucking and writhing to try get away, both men watch in awe as you cum. the film is long forgotten now, playing quietly in the background as it illuminates the room. once your orgasm finally comes to an end, your body slumps back into the couch, eyes half lidded and body limp while your roommates remove their hands out of you.

soap is the first to taste your sweet nectar, long tongue wrapping around his middle finger and sucking off your juices. he moans and pants like a dog in heat as he tastes you on his tongue, and it isn't long before gaz is whining for his turn. soap reluctantly pulls off and rests his ring finger on gaz's plump lips, watching the younger man slowly open his mouth and welcome his finger inside. his tongue laps up the wetness, hips bucking up from need as he drinks down everything he can just off soap's finger.

after a minute, soap is pushing gaz off with a chuckle. "alright calm yersel gaz." he chuckles, and gaz rolls his eyes. "you're just the same." he grumbles quietly before turning to you, smiling at how out of it you are, still limp against the couch.

thankfully both men pull your underwear back up and clean you up, but not without leaving messy hickeys all over your neck and shoulders to claim you as theirs.

and no one needs to know, certainly not you, that through this week of you settling in - where they kept their distance so you were comfortable, they weren't actually keeping faithful to that promise. they already managed to slip a few dirty pants out of your bedroom to sniff and huff at while jerking the other off at late hours into the night, as well as spying on you when showering.

but this was just the start of their creeping on their new pretty roommate.

@bjornthebearguy

@iciclesses

@mothymunson

The difference between 👀 and 👁️👁️ to me

nic nic nic please can i request soft shower sex with price

ahh of course :) i was listening to all i need to hear by the 1975 while listening to this, so figured i would link it here too.

cw: shower sex, no mention of anatomy regarding reader

'Cause it all means nothing, my dear If I can't be holding you near So tell me you love me 'Cause that's all that I need to hear

hands rest at your waist, the grip is firm but comforting. his bear scratches against your cheek as he moves from the kiss to place multiple ones across your jawline and down to your neck. the hands gripping your waist now releasing slightly as fingers grab at the hem of your shirt to pull it over your head. the warmth of his breath against your skin is briefly interrupted when the shirt tugs past your head and quickly tossed onto the floor by your feet.

and the two of you break apart, john headed for the shower with one hand undoing his pants while the other reaches for the shower knob to allow time for it to warm up. while he does that you focus on removing the rest of your clothes, feet awkwardly shuffling in place and thighs pressed against each other as a poor attempt to shield yourself. small steps are made towards john, your hands reaching out to help with getting his pants off to focus on something other than the fact you stood bare before him. despite the countless of times, there was still a shyness about being exposed fully.

one both of you stood naked now, price's hand grabbing for yours as he guided you into the shower. the warm water causing shivers up your spine as it hit your cold skin, a soft chuckle escaped passed price's lips and hands grabbed for your waist once more. your back pressed against his frontside, brain focusing between the water from the shower head hitting against your chest and price's lips coming in contact once more with the skin on your neck. small nips and kisses against your skin made you chuckle softly now.

"careful," you spoke softly, hands placing themselves on john's forearms that securely held you in place against him. "you know it's a pain to cover it up."

"but not impossible," he pointed out in return to your comment, and you could feel his lips curve into a smile against your neck. the arms around you loosened, but remained around you as he tapped a finger against your abdomen to indicate he wanted you to face him. obliging, you turned your body within his hold.

the man in front of you, chest hair clinging to his own skin that covered a few scars here and there, had your hands now find their way up to his neck. fingers brushing passed the scares, lingering a few moments longer than other spots, until you could pull him down slightly to your level. this time you initiate the kiss, fingers delicately grazing up his neck to hold his face in your hands. the action causing price to take two small steps to press your back against the cold tile. a small gasp pulls your lips from the kiss as the chill takes your body by surprise, but price closes the gap between your lips to reseal the kiss.

one arm slips away from your waist as he keeps the kiss intact despite bending down slightly to grab one of your legs; his hand hooking the inner side of your knee to hold it up.

"john–" you murmur against his lips, grabbing for his biceps now as you glance up at him.

"i got you," his voice assured, knowing you were worried about slipping against the tile. "not gonna let you out of my hold, m'kay?" and you nodded in response, letting him adjust both of your positions. only did his other hand leave your body briefly to align himself with you, grazing his tip against you before his hips pressed forward.

nails dug into the skin of his biceps as he slowly pushed into you, a soft 'ah' leaving your body involuntarily. your own body pressing forward away from the wall, the urge to be closer to him clouding your consciousness. his stomach pressed against your body, one hand gripping your knee tightly to securely hold you up as he thrusted slowly into you.

"gon' grab your other leg and lift you," it wasn't a question, but he was telling you, just so you wouldn't be taken by surprise. carefully, while still inside you, his hands grabbed where needed to pick you up. your back pressed back against the wall once more and you felt the muscles of his biceps flexing under your fingers as he picked up up.

your face nuzzled his neck, one hand holding the back of his head while the other gripped onto his bicep. soft moans echoing in the shower mixed with the sound of skin coming in contact at a steady pace. it wasn't fast or harsh, it felt like he was taking his time to imprint the memory in his mind.

the grunts that left his body had you hold onto him tighter, your eyes closed shut to remember the memory in your own mind.

"please," the plea came out mixed with a grunt, no other words trailing after it. but after enough times, you knew what he was asking from you.

"john price," you spoke as you pulled your face away from his neck, eyes locked onto his directly as you were face to face. "i love you." at the same time, your legs tightened around him as he thrusted into you.

"i love you."

there was never 'too' or 'more' attached to either of your words. you weren't just saying it back to each other just to say it. both of you meant it.

and for a brief moment, a smile broke on his face. the furrowing of his brows relaxed as his thrusts stopped to press into you, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes accompanied the smile before leaning in to kiss you. the thrusts resuming mid-kiss, clenching around him as he pushed you towards your orgasm.

"john," you mumbled against his lips. "i'm–" but, he mumbled back against your lips in return.

"come on," lips pecked yours quickly before his breathing became jagged and you took it as the 'okay'. both of your moans filling the bathroom, only now did his thrusts loose a rhythm before he pressed into you again and held himself there for a few moments while you clenched around him.

pulling out of you, your legs loosened from around his waist. his hands securely grabbing at your body as your feet pressed against the tile floor. the water somewhat still warm hit your bodies, both of you standing still to let it rinse you off briefly before john reached for the knob to shut the water off.

"let's get you dried off and in bed," a rough hand cupping your cheek as he leaned down to kiss you and you grabbing at his wrist, nodding before he kissed you.