Winter Hols - The roommate

Erik and Vi are enjoying yet another day in the solitary paradise of Erik’s dorm room. The two hot spots were the couch and the bed, both with the blanket and with light cuddles. They either watch a movie or a show together or enjoy separate time on social media or with other hobbies. For Erik, that means sketching or gaming, and for Vi, that means reading or crocheting.

Even Ari seems to have relaxed for a little bit, joining the couple in the dorm; Sai joining, of course; the four just hanging out like normal, non-swinging friends, playing a board game and enjoying some drinks. Part of Erik hopes they never have to graduate from college and can live like this.

“You massaged Hana?” Vi asks softly, not looking up at Erik from her position on the couch, her eyes fixed on the dramedy series currently playing, she hadn't looked over the entire time Erik recounted what happened.

“I did… I didn’t recognise her from the… email… that you got from him.” Erik has mostly been avoiding bringing up the event or his name whenever he can. “Brandon and I only realised at the end; since he asked her about some contract she got, he and I put the pieces together at the same time.”

He watches her carefully, waiting for any emotional fallout. She replies softly, her face still. “It’s okay. She didn’t do anything wrong… She probably got the Blake Angel’s contract. The one I was up for.”

Erik grimaces, tentatively reaching out and stroking her arm. “It’s fine.” She repeats. “I barely knew her. Only met her once or twice. She was pretty quiet, kind of standoffish.”

Erik nods. “She was a bit quiet, didn’t make much small talk. You sure it’s not a big deal?”

She nods, sighing, finally looking at Erik, her eyes shimmering only slightly. “I promise it’s fine. None of the girls did anything wrong. Zelda and Nora both messaged me, saying they were sad to hear what happened; they still follow me on socials. It’s really not an issue. I promise. You can keep massaging her.”

Erik chuckles and leans over, kissing her arm and peering up at her. “I don’t know how often that’ll happen. I’m not really there to poach Brandon’s clients, but I get what you mean. You’ll tell me if you change your mind?”

She nods. “Course.”

…

Vi’s phone buzzes on the armrest.

Vi grimaces. “Azad texted me.”

“Been a minute.”

She shakes her head. “Not really. I’ve been ghosting him a little, like short responses.”

“Why?”

She looks over. “Well, he thinks I’m single.”

Erik grins. “That’s the fun part, no?”

She sighs. “Yeah, it’s exciting… But that means that every time we hang… he tries to kiss me.”

“Oh… You don’t want to?” Erik says. “I’ve had one. Maybe you need to have yours?”

She shakes her head forcefully, her hair splaying around her. “Absolutely not. I don’t want to. Not with him.”

“Or with anyone?”

Vi’s eyes narrow. “If you’re feeling guilty, that's one thing, and I’ll kiss someone. But not without you there, and not Azad.”

Erik grimaces. “Why don’t you just tell him you don’t want to?”

“I’m willing to fuck him, but not kiss? Isn’t that weird?”

Erik nods. “It is. But if you’re just clear about it. I doubt he’ll care. Especially if it means being able to fuck you.”

Erik shrugs. “I wouldn’t mind, as a man.”

She glares at him, inching closer. “Is that so? You don’t want to kiss me?”

Erik chuckles as she gets into his face, putting her finger on his lips. “That’s how you feel? You hate feeling my lips that much?”

Erik looks down at her mouth and surprises her by grabbing her face and kissing her deeply. Vi groans in surprise, but they quickly turn to moans as she melts against him, her arms going around his neck and climbing on top of him.

“That’s not fair.” She whispers as he pulls away.

“Does that feel like someone who doesn’t enjoy kissing you?” He asks playfully.

She rolls her eyes.

“So yeah. I guess movie is code for something else?” He asks, nodding at her phone.

“If it isn’t.” She snickers. “I guess it will be tonight.”

“You’re going to go?”

She nods. “Yeah. Fuck it. That kiss turned me on. Unless you don't want me to?"

“That’s a good slut. Of course. It's hot. But the kissing?"

She sighs. "Well, I'll just say I don't want to, see if all make brains work the same."

Azad’s dorm room swings open; he stands grinning, his silky black hair moist from a shower, his olive skin still steaming.

“Oh? Washed up for me?”

Azad reaches for the back of his head, his bicep rippling with the movement. “Oh. No, we just got back from training.”

“We?” Vi asks, raising an eyebrow.

Azad nods, pointing into the room. “Yeah. Roommate and I. We’re both on the team. He’ll leave as soon as he’s done in the shower.”

Vi chuckles as she slides into the room while he stands to the side. “I see. You should’ve showered second; I could’ve cleaned up with you.”

Azad shudders as he closes the door; she peeks through the open sliding door, taking in the messy bed, clothes, and football pads thrown around and on it. “Messy guy, is he?”

Azad chuckles and nods. “Sure is. Nice enough guy, though.” He grins as he guides her to the same couch. “Football needs to work out for him because the guy is not smart.”

Vi laughs, putting her legs over Azad’s. “All brawn, no brain?”

Azad grins and nods, putting a hand on her thighs.

“Oh, Azad. Before anything else.” Vi says, needing to get this out of the way.

“Yeah?”

“I’m not looking to date you.”

Azad’s jaw clenches, and he nods. “I know.”

“I also don’t want to kiss you.” She says. “It doesn’t make sense. But I want to save my kiss for someone special. But I also want to have college fun.”

Azad chuckles. “That... is.. weird to be fair." He chuckles. "I won’t lie to you.” He laughs. “But I get it.” He sighs. “If I'm being real. I was kinda starting to like you, for real.”

Vi politely removes her legs, getting worried.

He laughs and shakes his head, putting his hands up. “But I thought about it, and… Well.”

She tilts her head.

“have you heard the rumour about the football team and the cheer team?”

She shakes her head.

“Well, basically, to put it bluntly…”

“We have orgies.” A voice comes from across the room; Azad and Vi turn to look at the dripping, shirtless man.

“Bro,” Azad says, less than impressed.

He shrugs. “It’s true.” He looks at Vi. “So he doesn’t want a girlfriend. Which is the right choice. Unless it's another cheerleader."

She turns with a smirk. “So you can keep participating in that?”

He doesn’t have to answer.

She laughs. “Yeah. That works for me. As I said, I don’t want to date you.

The guy walks across the room, the towel around his waist loosening dangerously. “Oof.”

He enters his room and closes the door.

“Either stay in there or leave!” Azad calls, yelling past Vi.

“I’m Vi, by the way!”

The long- brown haired man sticks his head out. “Nice to meet you. I’m Andrew.” He closes the door again.

She turns back to Azad. “Orgies, huh?”

He shrugs. “College experience, right?”

“Maybe I should join the cheer team.” Vi teases.

Azad perks up.

She laughs and shakes her head. “Maybe in another life. I don’t think that's for me.”

Azad nods. “I get it. It can get intense. The head cheerleader is one intense woman.”

Much to Azad’s chagrin, Andrew doesn’t leave the dorm. Even at one point, not hearing any sex happening, he walks out and hangs out with the two of them; a pair of loose grey shorts draw Vi’s attention to his crotch; after, of course, travelling down his chiselled pecs and abs, he grins when their eyes meet. Azad doesn’t seem to catch on. She takes a quick look at his body underneath the singlet. Alone with two statues of men? The possibilities are endless, she nibbles her bottom lip.

It turned out weird. But instead of a hookup or a booty call. She just hung out with Azad and Andrew. Even Erik was confused when she returned to his place for the night and her report.

“Seriously? This is supposed to fuel our sex lives. Not for you to make friends.”

Vi laughs. “I can’t help it! People like me!”

Erik puts his head on the pillow. “Orgies, huh? This place is wild.”

She laughs. “Right!? But if that’s the case.”

“Pretending to be single kind of loses the fun,”. He shrugs. “Keep up the facade for now, I guess; it’s still kind of fun.”

She nods, running her fingers on his bare chest. “But since Azad is clearly open to group sex…. And he has a pretty hot college football roommate…”

Erik’s eyes narrow. “Who knows what could happen when a sexy horny girl is left in a room, huh? Slut." He grins excitedly, squeezing her thigh and inching closer to her.

She nods, biting her bottom lip.