Page 31 of The Roommate Situation

Rory is on the phone with someone when I get back from classes and I can tell he’s a little nervous from the way he’s picking at his sweater and fidgeting with the pen on the counter.

“Yeah, okay, I’ll figure out something. Thank you.” He hangs up and sets his phone on the counter, then gives me a timid smile. I set my backpack down on the sofa and move over to him, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Everything okay?” I ask. He grips his sleeves and shoves his hands inside, then pushes his glasses up on his nose even though they haven’t moved.

“Yeah, it’s fine. Just a little hiccup with a doctor’s appointment I have to figure out.”

“What is it?” I ask, rubbing his back. I’ve noticed how the right touch soothes him when he’s upset or anxious. Stroking his hair, rubbing his back or his feet. He lets out a breath and his shoulders loosen a bit.

“I had an endoscopy scheduled for when I went back home for Thanksgiving break, and one of my parents was going to take me, but the doctor’s office called and they have to move the appointment up, and they changed the location to closer to here, though it’s still like a forty minute drive, and I’m trying to figure out how to get there because I have to have someone drive me home.”

“When is it?” I ask.

“Next week. Monday morning. I can’t ask Jackson and Lucy because they’re both going home for Thanksgiving on Saturday. I was going to go too, but now I have to stay until after the procedure.”

I bite my lip. “You could ask me. I don’t know when I am leaving yet but I can take you first.”

His eyes widen and he flushes, pushing his glasses up on his nose yet again. “Oh, no, you don’t need to do that. I mean, I couldn’t ask you. It’s a lot of driving and sitting there for hours waiting and I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”

I shrug. “I don’t mind. I could get some homework done while I waited and I don’t have anywhere else to be.”

Rory bites his lip. “Really? I mean, that would be amazing, and I could pay you for gas and everything. Well, my parents would pay you. But I really don’t want you to feel like you have to just because we’re…um.” He flushes even more and motions between us, “you know.”

I grin and ruffle his hair. “I’m not taking you because we’re getting freaky in the sheets, freckles. I’m taking you because you need someone and I’m your friend. Right?”

A smile breaks out across his face and he nods. “Yeah.”

“Okay, then, it’s settled.” I grab a banana and peel it open, taking a bite as I settle on the sofa and pull my laptop out of my bag.

“Hey, what do you think of having a gathering with our friends this weekend? Friday night?” Rory says from his spot at the bar, turning to face me. “I haven’t seen Lucy and Jackson in a while.”

“A gathering?” I tease him. “You mean a party?”

He flushes again. “Gathering sounds calmer.”

I chuckle. “Gathering it is.” Then more seriously I say, “Can you handle that many people at once?”

“Yeah, if we aren’t playing super loud music or having the tv up really loud I can. I’ll wear my earplugs. It should be okay for a couple of hours.”

“Okay,” I say. “Let me know if you need me to shove people out.” I text my friends, and they all reply within a couple of minutes saying they’ll be there. When I look up, Rory is smiling at his phone.

“Good?” I say, and he nods.

“They’re coming.” He waits a beat and I’m back to working on my homework when he speaks again, softer this time. “Do you think you could make your chocolate chip cookies? For the party, I mean? I told Jackson and Lucy how good they are and they really want to try them.”

I grin. “Sure. Anything for you, little rabbit.” His cheeks pinken even more and he grins at me. We work on homework for a couple more hours before we break for dinner.

We’re watching an episode ofThe Big Bang Theorywhen Rory moves his head from my shoulder and starts licking and sucking on my earlobe. I close my eyes and moan as my cock hardens in an instant.

“Oh, Jesus, freckles,” I murmur, squirming and adjusting myself. “You know I’m a sucker for that.”

He giggles and it makes me even harder. He continues to suck and nibble before whispering, “Want you, big boy. Come and get me.”

Holy cookie crumbles. I love when he’s like this. Demanding, horny, sexy as fuck. I turn and slot my lips against his, wrapping my arms around him and drawing him to me. He gasps and I feel my cock jerking as I hold him to me and suck on his tongue, him practically in my lap now. I feel his dick against my stomach and my cock throbs in my jeans as he whimpers and whines into the kiss, my hands skating up his sweater and along his spine.

“Mmmmnnngg,” he moans, pulling away and rutting against me. “More.”

I almost growl and kiss him harder. “Fuck, little rabbit, you make me so hard.” He sits back and starts to undress and I do the same.

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