My Steamy Story: Aiden is tired and still trying to study...

My Story Time:

Ugh, period. So my roommate Aiden is hunched over his stupid textbook for, like, the fifth hour straight. He's low-key ahead of the class already, but he's such a perfectionist, it's exhausting to watch. Meanwhile, I'm just pacing our dorm room, high-key craving his attention.

All I wanna do is yeet that book across the room and climb into his lap. My dick is literally getting hard just watching him chew on his pencil, all focused and tense. I finally just walk over, shut his laptop with a snap, and go, "Bestie, you need a break. For real."

He looks up, all those tired, gorgeous eyes, and is like, "Matthew, I have to..." but I'm already sliding into his chair, straddling his hips. I grind down against him and whisper, "Nah, what you have to do is fuck me. I need to feel your cock, Aiden. Right fucking now."

The way his breath hitched? Iconic. He was mine.