Living With a Player

Is one quiet night really too much to ask? 

I clasped my hands on my ears as the sounds of moans and groans from the other room was piercing through the walls of my bedroom. This is what I get for agreeing to living in the same house with one of the biggest players in campus, just so I could pay cheap rent.

I laid down in bed, defeated.  I couldn't even get through one sentence with all of the commotion from the other room. What the heck is he even doing to these women to make them scream all night? Is he really that good in bed? 

I heard the front door closed, so I took it as a signal that whoever was screaming the whole night was out of the house. I went out of my room, humming to a tune that has been stuck in my mind since this morning, and went straight to the kitchen. 

"Late night?" I jumped up in shock as a deep manly voice greeted me when I entered the kitchen. 

He stood there smiling at me, leaning on the kitchen counter, a tall glass in hand, only wearing his boxers that didn't leave anything to the imagination. His toned abs glistened under the moonlight that shone through the glass window of the kitchen. The epitome of every woman's fantasy, living up to his namesake, the Greek God of Love, EROS MAVERICK TANNER.

"And whose fault was it?" I scoffed as I walked past him to get a snack from the cupboard above the sink. He then grabbed my favorite snack and handed it to me, trapping me between him and the counter.

"So grumpy tonight, huh? Are you getting jealous, housemate?" He was staring down at me with a big grin on his face.

"As if. Could you just get off of me?" I pushed him, enough for the big man to move back giving me enough space to escape his grasp. But it looks like Lady Luck has not visited me tonight.

I toppled over my feet and before I knew it, I was already falling face-first to the floor, and in an attempt to save myself, I clung on to the nearest support I could grab, Eros’ arm. He was so stunned by the situation that he too, lost his balance, and the next thing I knew; he was on top of me. My thin oversized shirt not really providing any barrier between our skins. 

I could feel his breath on my face, not gonna lie, I kinda like the scent of his breath. I’m not stupid to fall for this player, but I’m also not a hypocrite to not admit that he was a beautiful man. The way his eyelashes fluttered when he blinked, the way he licked his pale pink lips as he looked down at me. If it wasn’t for his reputation and the fact that I have a boyfriend, I might have swooned for him like any other girl.

“No bras, housemate?” And that snapped me out of my trance.

“Fuck!” I felt my face heat up as I realized what he just said. How could I be so stupid!? I pushed him off of me and bolted up the stairs, hearing him chuckle to himself.

I was contemplating my decisions in life when I heard my phone beep.

Fr: Lover

Hi, babe. Just finished my requirements for tomorrow. I know you’re either doing plates or already asleep so I just want to say good night.

I calmed myself down as I read the message from Sebastian. I smiled bitterly to myself. It's been a while since we hung out. I mean, I know he's busy with his classes and all the workload of being a student body president, but I still can't help but feel a bit disappointed by his lack of presence lately. Especially when he's one of the only two people who knows what I'm going through right now. 

To: Lover

Hello, babe. Still up. I’m about to go to sleep thou. Good night, babe. I love you!

I was laying there, under my covers when I heard a squeak coming from my door. I sat up, only to be greeted by a hand on my mouth.

"Stop squirming, housemate. I saw you the way you're looking at me." Eros' voice rang in my ears as I felt his body pressed against mine. Soon, he was on top of me and caressing every part of my body and I was just there, taking it all in. He started kissing me and my body was just responding to him. My body was heating up, and I can especially feel a damp down south.

*Knock Knock Knock*

I woke up with a jump as I heard the knocks on my door. Wet dream about Eros? Seriously, Psyche!?

"Housemate! Are you not coming to school? It's finals. Hey Psyche!" I heard Eros' voice from the other side of the door. I scrambled on my feet and threw on the closest pants and t-shirt I could find before going out of mhy room. 

“You look like hell, housemate.” Eros greeted me as soon as I got downstairs to go to school. He was putting on his helmet as the gates of our garage started opening. 

“Again… whose fault was it?” I rolled my eyes at him before getting my car keys out of my bag.

“You know, we should just go to school together. Save some gas, save the planet and all those BS.” He said as he climbed on to his big bike. His face was covered but I know he was smirking underneath that helmet.

“Never gonna happen.” I said to him as I got into my old car. We both pulled out of the driveway and the automatic gates closed after us.