The Roommate Pt. 24

XXIV: Making an Effort

Blake and Marie

Blake

"Ugh!"

Blake flopped back on her bed. She covered her face with her hands for a moment, then raked her fingers through her hair before pushing herself up on her elbows to glare at her closet.

This shouldn't be so fucking hard.

Blake bit her lip and growled at the closet for a moment before rolling over and grabbing her phone. As she dialed Chloe, the remote vibrator synced to an app on Liam's phone caught her gaze, and Blake shivered, pussy twitching in anticipation. She'd just cleaned it, preparing it for tonight.

Even after the super intense show on Tuesday night, Liam had used both vibrators on her, teasing her pussy with the promise of his cock and tongue and fingers. Yesterday after their super-sweet, romantic lunch on the Beach, he'd started teasing her again, and she'd had no choice but to pull him into a bathroom and suck him dry.

Remembering about that made Blake's pussy clench, begging for a cock to squeeze.

I need to get fucked, bad.

"Hey, girl!" Chloe's voice came through the speaker, "Long time no talk. What's up?"

"Hey!" Blake said, smiling, "Sorry for being MIA. I've been a little distracted with finals and stuff."

"'Stuff' meaning Liam?"

Blake blushed.

"Maybe."

Chloe laughed, "Don't worry about it, dude. You just started your honeymoon period. What do you need?"

Blake smiled and lowered her voice, "Well, I actually need help with Liam."

"Why are we whispering? Marie home?"

"Yep. I'm going over to Liam's tonight, and I want to wear something that will tease the shit out of him without making his roommates uncomfortable."

"Ahhh, gotcha. Put me on video, then--show me what we're working with."

***

Marie

Marie frowned at her phone where it sat on the counter as she poured some cranberry juice over her iced vodka. It had gone to sleep, but she could still see the text from Kylie in her mind.

Setting the bottle of juice down, Marie sighed, resting her elbows on the counter before taking a big, long drink.

She was horny, which had apparently become the norm, lately, and Kylie's invitation to spend the night with her--especially where she wouldn't have to rush back to campus the next morning--had made her a bit too excited for her own good.

I want Lexi. I want her. But...

She sighed.

Marie had taken the week to think about what Lexi had asked of her...she wasn't sure if she could do that. She definitely wanted more than the whole no-strings arrangement she had with Kylie.

But that's so much safer and easier. And it's so fucking fun.

"Ugh."

Marie took another drink as she opened up her phone and scrolled through her text conversations. Things were better with her sorority sisters now that she'd started reaching back out and actually putting an effort into the relationships.

Thanks to Lexi.

Marie bit her lip. She still didn't know if this was something she could talk with them about yet. Even her big.

Booted footsteps and a door opening caught Marie's attention just in time for her to look over and see Blake exiting her room. She wore a form-fitting knit blue sweaterdress and tights, with calf-high black boots. She had put on some lipstick and eyeliner, but not much other than that. She also had her blue hair tucked away into a beanie, meaning she was going out.

Blake smile when she met Marie's eyes, and Marie couldn't help but smile back, "Hey."

"Hey."

Blake seemed to hesitate for a moment as she looked at Marie, then walked over to her, "You alright?"

Up close, Blake somehow looked even better. Marie had to shake herself.

Sometimes she just makes me even more confused.

Marie tried to just give a non-committal "fine," but what came out instead was: "Not really."

Blake frowned, glancing at the drink, then Marie's phone before looking back to her eyes.

"What's up?"

"I told you I'm kind of seeing two girls, right?"

Blake nodded.

"Well, the one that I actually want to be with—like, more than just sex--said that If I want to be with her, we need to talk things out, and that there are some things I would need to know about being in a relationship with her before we could actually be together."

"And the other one?"

Marie sighed.

"She just invited me over and I'm having a hard time trying to say no. With her, it's just sex, which means I won't get hurt."

"But you want more than just sex."

Marie nodded.

Blake bit her lip for a moment, then sighed, "So with my ex, I thought 'just sex' would do. It didn't work. It made me want to be with him even more."

"That's the one that did a number on you?"

Blake's expression tensed, but she nodded.

Fuck.

"Shit, sorry. I know you don't like talking about that."

Blake shrugged, "It's fine."

Marie studied her roommate for a moment.

"Did it make it better? Being with them?"

Blake shook her head, "It didn't fix everything, but it helped. He wasn't the right person. If this girl is the right person for you, however, it can help a lot."

Marie bit her lip and glanced at her phone. She took a deep breath, then before she could convince herself otherwise, she texted Kylie that she couldn't make it, and practically tossed her phone onto the counter.

Blake giggled, "I take it that means you made up your mind?"

Marie nodded, then drained the rest of her drink, prompting Blake to laugh.

"Any chance you want to do something tonight? Something distracting so I don't try and undo what I just did? I know you're going out, but any chance you'd mind me tagging along?"

Blake frowned, "Uh...I think that might be a bit awkward. I'm going over to Liam's to play videogames with him and a few of his friends."

Marie sighed, "Well, that would definitely be distracting. Probably not the type I need, though."

Blake grimaced, "Yeah..."

Marie shook her head, "That's fine though. Have fun."

Blake smiled, though she still seemed a little tense, "Rain check? I'd really like one."

Marie smiled back, "Me too."

Blake's smile widened, and Marie yelped when Blake suddenly hugged her tight. It felt good, though, and Marie felt herself hugging Blake back.

"Good luck with your girl problem, dude," Blake said when she pulled back, "I hope it works out for the best."

"Me too."

Marie looked after Blake as the girl walked out, then picked up her glass to take another drink only to remember that she'd finished it. With a heavy sigh, Marie opened up her text conversation and started at the screen. They hadn't texted each other since Marie had told Lexi about Kylie.

After staring at her phone for a long moment, Marie set it down and opened the freezer back up. She poured and pounded a shot of vodka, making a face at the taste and then the burn as it traveled through her, then picked her phone back up.

"Hey. Can we talk?"

Marie sent the message and dropped the phone like it was a viper. When it buzzed a little over a minute later, Marie couldn't help the dumb smile that pulled at her lips. Or the way her hands shook. She bit her lip as she read the message, then let out a "ha!"

"Sure. Do you mind if I come over to your place?"

Mare nearly forgot to text back that it was fine. She had to get ready.

***

Blake

Blake missed a few steps, nearly tripping and falling down the stairs as she tried not to fumble her phone while calling Liam.

Come on. Pick up, pick up.

Her hands were shaking, and she wasn't even outside the building yet.

"Blake? What's up?"

Blake let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. Just hearing Liam's voice sent a warm wave of reassurance through her.

Still.

"It's Marie," she said, quickening her pace as she saw the bus pass by through the lobby window, "I think I said to much and she might suspect something."

Liam was silent for a moment. Then:

"What did you say?"

Blake told him as she hurried toward the bus, going as fast as she dared with slippery patches of concrete and asphalt between her and her goal.

"Blake?" he said when she finished.

"Yeah?" she just made it onto the bus.

"You're freaking out right now, aren't you?"

"A little."

"I need you to relax. If Marie had figured out what was going on, I'm pretty sure she would have said something, and you would still be back at your place arguing with her. Anyway, you said she's been having a tough time with her love life, right?"

Blake frowned, "Yeah."

"She's probably too distracted by that to think about what you going over to my place could mean."

Blake sighed, "Promise?"

"Promise."

Blake bit her lip, looking around the bus to see if anyone was paying attention to her and how close people were around her. The bus was thankfully pretty empty, as most of the college students who made up its main body of passengers were still getting ready for their Friday night activities.

Still, she leaned into her hood a bit and lowered her voice.

"I want to fuck you so bad. I thought I could wait till I got there, at least, but I need you now."

She giggled as she heard Liam clear his throat on the other end of the phone.

"I've gone too long without you inside me," she purred, pussy clenching around the remote vibrator inside of her as she remembered what that felt like, "You need to have the game ready to go when I get over there to distract me."

"We'll start playing a game in a bit so you can just walk in and start," he said.

He was silent for a moment then.

"Liam?"

"Do you have the vibrator in?"

Blake snorted, "I told you I--" she cut off, realizing what he was getting at, "Oh, you motherfucker."

Liam laughed, "I'll see you soon, Blake. Just let me know when you're close."

"Uh huh."

She couldn't help but smile, however, wiggling a bit, "I'll see you soon.

***

Blake

Liam had, in fact, played with the vibrator once Blake was in range. It turned out that the range of that one didn't account for the distance of the four floors between the ground and Liam's room, but Blake nearly embarrassed herself in front of some random girl that was stepping toward the elevator as she stepped off.

It took her far longer to get to Liam's door than the twenty seconds it usually would have, as she had to keep her wobbling legs and her moans in check. Liam wasn't being as teasing as usual--he was outright torturing her. Which, a part of Blake's mind absolutely loved, but that just made her even more wet and desperate for his cock. Which she also liked, which was quickly creating a feedback loop.

Blake's head quickly grew foggy to the point that she almost didn't notice the girl walking toward her with a smile as she stopped in front of Liam's door.

It took Blake a moment to realize that the girl had said something to her, and she had to shake herself to clear her head. When she did...it didn't help that much.

A tanned brunette girl smiled down at her, towering over her almost as much as Liam did. Darker and lighter streaks shot through her wavy hair, and she wore teal yoga pants that clung to her thick, muscular legs, with a short, cut-off band T-shirt that Blake recognized. Though, that was overridden by the thin band of the girl's stomach that the shirt revealed, with abs that made Blake's pussy twitch.

For a moment, that night with the mystery brunette came back to her, but Blake had to shove that idea from her head. This wasn't that girl--she remembered that clearly enough. This girl also didn't have the brunette's tits, and she had way nice abs.

"Sorry," Blake said, looking up at the girl, "I'm kinda space-y today for some reason. What did you say?"

The girl raised an eyebrow, "No problem, I asked if you were a friend of Liam's."

Blake opened her mouth to answer, then snapped it shut as Liam made the vibrator pulse again.

I am so going to get him back for this.

"Uh, you could say that," Blake said, hoping the girl didn't make anything of the heat in her cheeks.

The girl studied her for a moment. Then her face lit up, "Wait, are you Blake?"

Blake raised an eyebrow, "Yeah—oof!"

Blake froze as the girl swept her up in a bear hug, laughing.

"Ah, finally! I'm so excited to meet you."

As the girl put her back down, Blake raced through information Liam had told her about his friends and floormates. Something not helped by Liam playing with the fucking vibrator again!

"Kiki?" Blake asked.

The girl grinned, "Yep!"

Blake returned the expression, "Nice to meet you, too."

Kiki looked her up and down, then her eyes widened, "Oh my god, is that your actual hair?"

Blake frowned, then realized a few wavy blue locks had come free from her beanie.

"Oh, yep."

"It looks awesome!"

Blake grinned, "Thank you."

She barely held in a moan as the vibrator's speed rose and fell without warning.

Kiki peered at her, and for a moment, Blake feared the other girl knew exactly what was going on.

"You didn't choose blue because it's Liam's favorite color, did you?"

Blake blinked, then laughed, "What? Oh, no. That was just a happy coincidence. It was blue long before him, and bright red before that.

Kiki blinked at that, and Blake gestured to her shirt, "Have you been to any of their concerts?"

Kiki's face lit up, "Yes! I got this one from the House of Blues show they did last September. You know Pretty Reckless?"

Blake nodded, "I'm trying to ease Liam into it."

The last word was clipped to prevent a moan for slipping out.

Thankfully, Kiki's laugh probably meant she hadn't noticed. As Blake looked at the girl again, however, she found her mind going certain places it probably shouldn't...She found herself torn between a strange flash of jealously and wondering what it would feel like to have those thighs wrapped around her head.

Fuck...I'm way too horny right now.

Liam definitely wasn't helping with that.

She gave herself a shake, "Are you coming over to play videogames, too?"

Kiki grinned, shaking her head, "No--I suck. Compared to these guys, at least. I just like to hang out and watch."

Blake nodded, "Gotcha, should we go in, then?"

Liam had upped the vibrator to a dangerously high setting.

Kiki nodded, reaching for the doorknob, "We should definitively hang out some time just the two of us, by the way. Or with Liam, if you want. Just in case there are any embarrassing stories he hasn't told you about yet. And the ones he doesn't know about."

Blake laughed as they walked in, "I'll definitely take you up on that."

When they walked in, everyone said hi. Matt, Swar, Eli and Liam were all looking at the TV, with Swar as the only one currently not playing. Blake barely noticed. She locked eyes with Liam and an overwhelming urge to fuck him rushed through her. Blake grinned when it took him a few seconds to look back to the TV and tense as he started focusing on the game again.

Blake couldn't help but grin. Part of what made Liam so perfect was that he wasn't absolutely perfect. Kiki walked past her and climbed up the rickety ladder to sit on Liam's bed and watch from there. Blake went over behind Liam and leaned in close.

"If you keep teasing me with that vibrator, I will tear your fucking clothes of and fuck you right here."

Liam tensed, and Blake giggled as his Spartan died from the momentary lapse of focus.

"Oops," Blake said with an extra dose of sweetness in her voice as she took her controller out of her bag. She walked over to sync it, then sat down on the chair next to Liam. A moment later, the vibrator buzzed hard inside Blake, nearly making her moan very loud, and she saw Liam's phone with the app open to him on a stand next to him.

She nipped at his ear, then kissed him a bit his lip, holding on to it for a few more seconds when the game ended.

Liam grinned, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Just because I'm your girlfriend doesn't mean I won't wipe the floor with you," she challenged as they started up the next game, this time with her in as well. Matt had swapped out for Swar.

Above them, Kiki cackled, "Oh, I like her."

Blake grinned, then readied herself to kick everyone's ass.

***

Marie

Marie nearly jumped when Lexi finally knocked on the door. She'd rushed into getting ready as soon as Lexi had confirmed she'd be coming over, though thankfully, it had seemed that Lexi needed to do the same, as she didn't text that she was on her way over until Marie had showered, dried her hair, and was putting on make-up. Getting dressed had been the hard part. Her brain had been firmly divided between dressing cute and normal, and wearing something sexy and enticing that would make Lexi want to fuck her the moment she saw her. That wasn't what tonight was for, however, so she'd settled on a mix of both, which Sophie had been kind enough to help her with. She'd put on the sexiest lingerie she owned just in case--and to help her feel a bit more confident--and then a white skirt and cozy green sweater over it. A part of her still wished she'd put a plug in--just a little one, even. She'd grown accustomed to the feeling, but in case things did go well tonight, she didn't want Lexi discovering it and thinking that sex was the only thing on Marie's mind.

As Marie walked over to let Lexi in, she attempted a few deep, calming breaths to stop her hands from shaking.

It didn't work.

Marie paused before the door, biting her lip, suddenly terrified.

What if she rejects me? What if I can't agree to whatever it is she wants in a girlfriend?

Marie swallowed the lump in her throat and yanked the door open before she could chicken out. When she did, her breath caught in her throat.

She's so beautiful.

Lexi wore a big coat and tight jeans that seemed painted on to her thighs. She'd unbuttoned the coat, letting it hang open just enough for Marie to catch a glimpse of her red crop top she wore underneath, and the glint of a silver body-chain around her sculpted waist. She also had a bag slung over her shoulder.

I hope that's a good sign.

"Hi," Marie managed, throat suddenly dry, though her hands stopped shaking for a moment.

Then she met Lexi's eyes. The girl gave her a tense smile, but Marie could see the conflict in Lexi's eyes. She hadn't been as set on coming here as Marie had hoped from her text.

"Hey," Lexi said, almost sighing.

Marie let her in and took her coat, hanging it up before closing the door. When she turned around, the two of them stared at each other in silence.

Marie couldn't help drinking Lexi in as they stood there. Her shoulders and sculpted arms brought forth memories of how she'd used them to hold Marie, of their strength when Lexi had fucked her senseless. Marie barely held in a whimper as her pussy twitched at the thought.

"Do you want to go in my room?" Marie asked, forcing the words out, "So we can talk in private, I mean."

Lexi hesitated a moment, then nodded, "Yeah. I think that would be a good idea."

Once they were inside, door closed, Marie gazed at Lexi for a moment, trying to put her thoughts in order as the other blonde sat down on the edge of her bed. She'd thought of a dozen different things to tell Lexi, different ways of bargaining with her, easing into what Lexi wanted, making sure she wouldn't get rejected—"

"I'm sorry."

The words slipped out before Marie could stop them, and they unleashed an unplanned torrent.

"I want to be with you so fucking badly, and I'm sorry for the radio-silence this week. You're fun, I actually get along with you, you don't take my bullshit, we're way too obsessed with the same shows, you're ridiculously hot—"