forum Dorm Room 210 [Private RP // Closed — Stalkers welcome!]

Started February 26, 2019 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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Amber dramatically collapsed on him, her arms wrapping around his chest and legs tightening around him. “Let’s have breakfast. And then we can do whatever we want. But I’m hungry first.”

William broke out into a laugh, thumbs rubbing gently on her skin at her drama. “All right,” he chuckled. “I’m hungry, too, though in more than one way.”

Amber grunted, both at his touch and his words. “You’re always hungry, in that case. When you’re around me, anyway. You can have dessert after breakfast,” she mumbled, her forehead resting on his chest. “Food, William.”

“Dessert after breakfast, then,” William agreed in amusement, not bothering to contradict her. Why would he? She was right. He was always hungry for her. That would never change. “And don’t worry, I’m hungry for that, too.”

“But I don’t wanna get up…” Amber said, letting out a long sigh. “You’ll have to carry me. I have suddenly found that my legs are useless.”

William chuckled. “All right, love, I’ll carry you.” He flipped their positions, flushed their chests together before placing a kiss to her lips. Then he pulled back, staring at her for a brief moment, eyes raking her naked body, taking it to memory. Finally, he snaked his arms under her knees and back and picked her up, pressing her close to him. “You’re beautiful. In each and every way, you are beautiful and I don’t think I will get tired of saying that.”

Amber’s mouth went dry at his sudden movements, barely having any time to register anything before she was in his arms. She was very aware of being pressed against him, though, and of the way he looked at her. Gosh, they had just barely woken up and he was already doing this! That man would certainly be the death of her.

“Gosh, Will, give a girl a moment to register something before moving into the next!” she breathed, eyes wide in surprise.

William grinned at her. “Now, what’s the point if I can’t get to surprise you?” He nuzzled her cheek, “Ah, you’ll need to relieve yourself, won’t you?”

Amber grunted and leaned into his chest. “Eventually… Probably after breakfast, unless it takes too long to cook,” she yawned. “What should we have?”

“Eggs and toast?” William suggested. “Also, don’t you want to get dressed?” He shot her a wicked grin, “Though I wouldn’t really mind the view.”

Amber rolled her eyes with a groan. “Put me back down and get me clothes, hun. I’m not going to stand around naked.”

William let out another chuckle. “If you say so, Blue. Though I’m afraid only a shirt would work. My pants would be too big and too loose on you.”

“Then you’d better find a long shirt, love,” Amber muttered, poking him in the chest. “Although I’m sure you wouldn’t mind the view of it riding up, hm?”

William smirked, snatching her hand to give it a kiss. “I certainly wouldn’t. Let me get you a shirt, then.”

Amber chuckled softly and slipped her hand from his grasp to wrap her arm around him. “Then set me down, love. Not gonna try to pull a shirt on while I’m in your arms. Plus, you still have to get dressed, anyway.”

“But if I set you down…” William’s gaze went to her chest shamelessly, “Then I’ll be watching you. And both of us don’t want that right now.”

Amber raised her eyebrows, a challenging gleam brightening her eyes. “Oh? We don’t? Hm, I didn’t know that… I think you’d enjoy the view, wouldn’t you?”

“I certainly would,” William nodded his head. “But like I said, we don’t want that right now.”

“Don’t you want to see how much control you have? Because if you think you can’t do it, then I can go to the bathroom and pull it on,” Amber hummed, blinking up at him innocently.

“I might end up giving you much more for what’s after breakfast, Blue,” William smiled in warning, “I can control myself until then.”

Amber’s lips twisted up into a grin, even as her insides twisted themselves into burning knots. “Let’s play a game, then. How long can we make it without playing a game? What do you think, Will?” she purred.

William tried not to let the tone of her voice affect him. It worked in his favor. He smirked back at her, slowly setting her on her feet. “You’re on, Blue,” he whispered in a deep voice. “Let’s play that game.”

Amber winked and took a step back to stretch, her back cracking quietly as she did so. “I still need a shirt, love. I would actually rather prefer to be at least somewhat clothed while we make and eat breakfast.”

William’s eyes shamelessly looked over her body, not even bothering to hide the desire in his eyes. He licked his lips. “Fair enough,” he murmured, walking over to his closet. He took out a large red shirt and tossed it over to Amber before finding a pair of boxers and sweatpants for himself. He didn’t bother with the shirt.

“Thank you,” Amber murmured, catching the shirt before pulling it over her head. It was definitely too big for her, but not by a lot. It hung a couple of inches above the middle of her thighs, covering everything unless she were to lift her arms. She chewed on her lip as she watched William pull on his own clothes, letting her gaze linger on his chest and neck, where she had left a number of marks. She smirked at the sight, ignoring the heat pooling in her stomach as she remembered leaving them on him and the marks her left on her…