All Chapters of More Than Roommates : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Alex~I wake up slowly, with the blaring of my alarm clock and without the usual guilt that accompanies me from time to time. My body feels heavy in the sheets and anchored by a weight and warmth that isn’t mine. For a second I think I’m dreaming because there’s no way Seth’s leg is still draped across my hip, no way his breath is this steady against the side of my neck. But then he shifts and his thigh presses closer, and the dream gives way to undeniable reality.I keep my eyes closed for a little while longer than I should trying to hold the moment in the dark and make it last before light ruins it.I pray to whatever deity hovering around that after this time, we don’t go through another shitstorm. All my days after the best sex of my life turns into a whole week of going ten steps backwards after taking just one forward.When my eyes peel open, I can feel that today is different.My voice comes out quiet, almost swallowed by the sheets.“Hopefully we get a full week of good new

Alex~The locker room goes quiet the second Seth steps in.Not silent, quiet, because the showers still run in the background and the sound of wet feet slaps the tiles still happen but no one talks anymore.Suddenly I catch myself understanding his earlier question. Seth however doesn’t act like any of this has affected him and continues his walk into the room like he hasn’t been missing from the space for weeksHis duffel slides off his shoulder and lands on the bench with a soft thud but doesn’t look around. He doesn’t need to to knowing that they’re all watching.I hang back at the door and watch the scene unfold, leaning against the frame. Nobody’s paying me any mind as they’re all focused on him. Seth pulls off his hoodie, folds it and sets it on top of his bag. His movements are steady, deliberate, but I can see the tension in his shoulders, the way his hands don’t quite relax but they don’t shake. I don’t want to be in his shoes right now.A couple guys glance at each other. N

Alex~“That’s it,” he says, soft but sure. “Let me in, Alex.”I bite my lip hard and squeeze my eyes shut, then open again because I don’t want to miss this. I want to see him, every second of it.He takes his time, working me open, sliding his thumb in and out of where I’m already throbbing for him. “Seth, please put me out of my misery,” I’m begging without even realizing.He reaches for the condom, rolls it on, slicks himself with what’s left of the lube and my whole body locks with anticipation.“Breathe,” he tells me, steady and grounding. “I’ve got you.”The blunt press of him makes my eyes roll back. I grab his shoulders and feel my nails biting in, the stretch burning and perfect. Inch by inch, he feeds it to me, rocking shallow, patient, until he’s buried deep.“Fuck.” I choke out, the word ragged. “Seth.”He drops his forehead against mine, sweat already slicking his skin, and stays still, giving me time, giving me breath. The ache shifts, sharp to full, full to need. I no

Alex~ Seth’s hand brushes mine as we walk, and even though the corridor is empty, I feel the same awareness I did in front of the cameras. He bumps my shoulder lightly. “You didn’t pass out. I’m proud of you.” I shoot him a look. “You make it sound like I almost did.” “You almost did,” he says, grinning. “Your hands were shaking when Jordan asked who made the first move.” “They were not.” He chuckles under his breath, the sound low and warm. “I am sorry about lying.” I roll my eyes, but the smile slips out before I can stop it. The sound of our footsteps fills the hall. When we reach the glass doors, Seth pushes one open, holding it for me with that easy, unconscious chivalry that somehow never feels forced. Outside, the late afternoon light spills gold across the courtyard. The air smells faintly of rain and grass. We start toward the dorms, our pace unhurried. He walks with his hands in his pockets, head tilted toward me. “You know, you were good back there

Alex~An email comes in just before noon.[Campus Broadcast | Midweek Bulletin]Subject: Mid-Semester Breather (Lecture-Free Day)To: All studentsBody: As the semester winds down and exams approach, Wednesday has been declared lecture-free. Use the day for rest, project completion, or personal activities. Classes resume Thursday.– Student AffairsFor a second, I just stare at it and soak in the bliss of Goodnews and the quietness of the day.The dorm is quiet except for Seth’s soft snoring. He’s sprawled across the bed, his hair is a mess and he has one arm half-covering his face. Morning sunlight catches on his skin, painting him in lazy gold, and I can’t help but smile.I should probably wake him.I scroll through my inbox again and then I get a pop up from Jordan.JORDAN: Guess who’s showing up with pizza in twenty minutesI groan, typing backALEX: No. Don’t.I could really use today to enjoy Seth.JORDAN: Too late. See you, lover boy.I toss the phone aside and crawl b