The Roommate Pt. 50

L: Study Game

Liam and Blake, Marie and Lexi

Liam

Liam found it hard to study as he sat with Blake at a secluded table in his dorm's study room on the top floor. It was normally hard to focus on homework or books when he was with her, as...well, she was Blake. Both of them had other things they'd rather be doing that studying for their Comp-Sci finals.

It wasn't just that, today, though. Something was off with Blake.

Liam knew she was worried about finals and making sure she studied enough, considering her grades had a lot to do with the financial help the school gave her. He'd given her a bit of space, finding other ways to occupy himself without distracting her, but whenever he saw her at lunch or in class lately, he knew something still wasn't right. The time away from each other was probably helping with her studying, but...

There's something else bothering her.

That worried Liam. He didn't have a problem with Blake keeping things to herself--he had things he didn't really like sharing with others, either--he just hated that he knew she was hurting and he had no idea what to do to help.

He'd hoped studying together would relax her a bit and get her to open up, but so far, she'd either been fidgety or completely focused on her books or laptop.

As he studied his girlfriend--it still made him feel all warm inside whenever he thought of her like that--he smiled at the single stray lock of blue hair that had snuck out of her beanie to hang down next to her cheek.

Liam realized he'd probably been staring for too long, as when he glanced at Blake's eyes, he found her staring at him, dark eyebrow raised.

He couldn't help the heat in his cheeks.

"You realize studying was your idea, right?" she said, looking back to her laptop and typing away.

"Can you blame me for getting a little distracted?"

Blake rolled her eyes, "By how much of a shlub I look like today?"

Liam gave her a pointed look, "What, because you're not wearing make-up?"

Blake stuck her tongue out at him, "Yes. I didn't have time after working out this morning before class. And don't say I still look beautiful or something like that. I know I don't look comparatively bad, I just look average right now."

"What if you just look good enough to distract me from my studying?"

Blake tried to hide her smile, but Liam caught it, as well as the color in her pale cheeks.

Something else bothered him, though.

Blake never got up too late. Even when he'd slept over, he'd woken up to her mid-workout or already made-up and freshly showered. He'd only seen her oversleep or miss her morning routine when she'd come back from her walk of shame.

Liam held in a frown. She'd been in bad shape that day. If she was feeling like that today, something was definitely wrong.

Letting his gaze linger on Blake for just a moment longer before looking back to his lecture slides, Liam started thinking of a way to make Blake feel a better. Even if it was just for a little bit.

***

Marie

Marie looked up from her organic chemistry homework as her phone buzzed, then smiled when she saw Lexi's name and picture on the screen. Setting down her pencil, she picked up the phone and held it to her ear.

"Hey, Lexi."

"How's my good little slut doing?"

Marie's cheeks burned as a shiver ran down her spine, pussy clenching at Lexi's words. Her ass clenched, too, which wouldn't have affected her that much normally. At the moment, however, the plug inside her magnified the effects of Lexi's words even further.

"That's so not fair."

Lexi cackled on the other end, "You know you love it."

Marie frowned.

"Doesn't mean it's fair."

"I take it you haven't cum yet, then, slut?"

Marie sighed, blood racing, "No. I've been good. It would be a lot easier if I didn't have a plug stretching my ass all the time, though."

Marie could hear Lexi's smirk as she spoke, "But where would be the fun in that? Besides, if that was my cock stretching out your tight, slutty little ass all day, would you be complaining?"

Marie bit her lip, barely keeping in a moan as her ass clenched around the plug from the image Lexi put in her head.

Fuck, I want her inside me.

"Would you let me cum?"

"Would it matter?"

Marie wished it would, "No."

"And why is that?"

Marie's pussy clenched. She knew what Lexi wanted her to say.

"Because I'm a slut," she said, cheeks hot. She flexed her fingers, eager to reach between her legs. That could get dangerous, though.

"You're what?"

Marie swallowed, heart racing a bit faster.

"I'm your slut."

"That's right," Lexi said, "You're my slut. Which means you're a good slut who won't cum without my permission, right?"

Marie swallowed, "Yes, Lexi."

"Good. So, what have you been working on today? More orgo?"

Marie blinked for a moment at the abrupt change of topic, but she didn't question Lexi. Instead, she told her about her classes and her homework. Lexi already knew she was stressed about her chem final--everyone in her class was--but it was nice to have someone to talk to about it. This was the second time Lexi had called this week just to talk and tease her, though she'd texted her rules a few more times as she thought of them. Things like how Marie was to keep her pussy nice and hairless for Lexi, or what size buttplug she should be wearing.

When their conversation came to a natural halt, Marie found herself smiling, and way more relaxed than she'd been when she'd picked up the phone.

She bit her lip, blushing as she thought of the words, but forced them out anyway.

"I miss you."

"I miss you, too, Marie."

A wonderful warmth spread out from Marie's chest, making her fingers and toes tingle. She loved when Lexi called her "slut," but there was something just as special about Lexi using her name. It made her feel more like Lexi's girlfriend than her pet, though she loved being both. The label didn't matter to her. She just cared about how Lexi treated her and how wonderful she made her feel.

"Did you call just to check up on me?" Marie asked.

"Not just to check up on you. Though that was part of it."

Marie cocked her head, "What else, then?"

"I wanted to see if you'd been a good slut. Since you have..."

Marie swallowed, cheeks hot at the implication in Lexi's voice.

"Yes, Lexi?"

"Tell me what toys you have close by."

***

Blake

Blake frowned, biting her lip as she stared at her laptop. She knew she was probably fine on algorithms and data structures, considering she'd written some and analyzed a ton for her CRM project, but she couldn't help the sinking feeling that she would either forget everything during the final, or that the questions would be in a way that didn't make sense to her.

Taking a deep breath, she moved a strand of hair behind her ear, before realizing that doing so meant her blue hair was on display. She panicked for a half-second before looking around and realizing that Liam was the only one who could see it.

Instead of tucking it away under her beanie, she untucked it from behind her ear, letting it hang free. Liam liked her hair.

Blake glanced across the table at her boyfriend, and a comforting warmth spread through her. A part of her still had a hard time believing she was so lucky.

Blake shifted about in her seat, then glanced at Liam again and felt a heat in her cheeks when he met her gaze.

For a moment, Blake lost herself in his eyes. They were so pretty. More than that, though, the way he looked at her always made her feel good. Whether it was with desire or curiosity or just looking at her.

"You okay?" he asked.

Blake took a deep breath, frowning, "I can't tell if I'm overthinking or stressing out for a reason."

Liam raised an eyebrow, "Probably both?"

Blake stuck her tongue out him, making him smile in a way that made her stomach all fluttery.

"Anything I can help with?"

Blake shrugged, "Only if you're more secure with data structures and algorithms than I am."

Liam thought for a moment, and Blake thought she saw something in his eyes, "Probably not, but how about I quiz you? That could help us both and make it so we're not just staring at pages or slides trying to burn it into our brains."

Blake smiled, "Okay. I--what are you doing?"

Blake watched her boyfriend as he rose from the table, picking up his chair to move it beside her before sitting down. Blake had to swallow as he rested a hand on her thigh.

"Liam?"

"Yeah?"

"This isn't quizzing me."

She looked up at him to see him grin, "Well, not yet. This way, we don't have to talk as loud, and I get to sit next to you."

Blake took a deep breath, trying to distract herself from just how good it felt to have his hand on her thigh.

"Okay, but--"

Blake cut off, biting her lip as Liam slipped his hand between her legs.

"What are you doing?" she asked, voice strained.

"Well," Liam said, voice low, eyes sparkling as his fingers found the zipper of her jeans and pulled it down, "I thought we could turn this into a game. You seem a little stressed, and we haven't had a lot of time just us together lately, so..."

Blake gasped, barely controlling her volume as Liam's fingers slipped beneath her panties and brushed over her clit and the top of her lower lips. When he gently pressed down on that area, Blake had to grip the table and close her eyes to keep from making a sound.

"I thought we could make studying a bit more interesting," Liam continued, "You get an answer right..."

He dipped his fingers lower, spreading her lips a bit. Blake took a shuddering breath as she felt her pussy coat his fingers in her wetness.

"But if you get one wrong..."

A strangled whimper escaped Blake's throat as Liam withdrew his fingers from her pussy, then from between her legs. Her eyes fluttered open in time to see him bring shining fingertips to his lips. Blake's pussy clenched with anticipation as he sucked them clean. His eyes sparkled as he removed them a moment later, then smiled at her.

"You taste good."

Fuck.

She was usually the one coming up with ideas like this. To have Liam do this, and in the study room...

Fuck, I love him.

It was probably going to make it hard to study well, but...

Blake nodded, "Let's do it."

Liam grinned, slipping his hand back under her panties, making her feel all warm and tingly.

"So, data structures, or algorithms first?"

***

Lexi

Lexi smirked, leaning back in her desk chair as she listened to Marie walk over to her dresser and get out her box of toys.

"Um, pretty much everything," Marie's voice said through Lexi's earpiece, "Vibrators, buttplugs, vibrating dildos..."

Lexi thought for a moment, biting her lip as she slowly stroked her hardening cock. She should be working on her poly-sci paper, but she'd gotten a little distracted, and had needed a break anyway. Plus, she didn't always get hard like this without a pill. She'd wanted to take advantage of it.

"Do you already have a plug in?"

Marie hesitated, and Lexi could hear the heat in her cheeks when she spoke.

"Yes."

Lexi grinned, squeezing her cock, "Good slut. How big?"

"...medium."

"You still have that one the size of my cock?"

"Yes."

"Good."

Lexi licked her lips, thinking for a moment about the best way to toy with Marie for both their enjoyment while still enforcing her role as the one in charge.

"Get on the bed, slut."

"Yes, Lexi."

"What are you wearing?"

"Yoga pants and a sweater."

"Take them off."

Lexi closed her eyes as she waited for Marie to strip, imagining the blonde as she did so. She had to take a deep breath as she imagined Marie revealing inch after inch of her smooth, tanned skin, and flexed her fingers around her cock to keep herself from stroking too fast.

"Alright, I'm done, Lexi."

"You're what, slut?"

Marie swallowed, "Naked, Lexi."

Lexi smirked, "And you still have the plug in?"

"Yes."

"Take the big one and some lube and go lay back on the bed with your legs spread."

"Yes, Lexi."

Lexi waited a moment, then grinned when she heard Marie's little grunts and sighs as she got comfortable.

"Okay. What now?"

"I want you to take out the small plug," Lexi said, "But fuck yourself with it a bit as you do so. Tell me how it feels, slut."

Marie's soft, embarrassed moan made Lexi's cock twitch. She was completely hard now, aching for more than just her hand.

"Fuck!" Marie gasped.

Lexi grinned, stroking her cock a bit faster, "What was that, slut?"

"I--it's so big, Lexi."

"I thought you said that was the medium one."

"It is, but...I guess I'm tight."

"Already? After you took my cock so well last weekend? Guess that means I'll just have to fuck that tight little ass of yours more often."

Marie drew in a deep, shuddering breath, "Oh, fuck, yes. Please, Lexi."

Lexi smirked, picturing the desperation in her slut's eyes, "Do you like being stretched out by that plug, slut?"

"Yes, Lexi. Fuck, I wish it was your cock, though."

Lexi grinned, biting her lip at that. Marie was easy to tease, but she could definitely tease back when she wanted. Denying her seemed to make her a little bratty in that respect.

"As much as I'd love to have your tight little ass around my cock as I write my paper, I don't think I'd get much work done, so you'll have to settle for the next best thing. Take out the tiny plug."

Lexi heard Marie whimper as she did so, then take a few deep breaths at that. She grinned, thinking about how she'd have to up Marie's anal training. Lexi didn't want to have the blonde do anything too extreme, but she wanted Marie to be used to taking something just a bit bigger than her so that when she did fuck her pet's ass, it was a perfect fit.

"It's out," Marie said, breathing a bit more labored.

Lexi smirked, "How close are you?"

"I want to cum so bad, Lexi."

Lexi had to hold back her laughter at Marie's whimpering.

"Do you think you can hold out? If you do exactly what I tell you, there might be a reward for you at the end."

Marie's breathing was audible on the other end of the phone, "I think so."

Lexi grinned, "Good. Lube up the big plug and work it in. Slowly."

Stroking her cock at a slow, controlled rhythm, Lexi guided Marie through touching herself. She had the blonde work the plug's entire length in and out of her at an agonizingly slow length, stretching her little ass out with every stroke. While Marie did that, Lexi had her play with her nipples. Drawing little circles around them, pinching and even twisting them. The mix of pain and desire in Marie's gasps when she twisted her nipples sent shots of pleasure through Lexi, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm despite her measured pace.

Lexi kept her eyes closed the whole time, picturing her beautiful blonde slut in her mind, playing with herself.

Fuck finals.

Lexi needed good grades, but fuck, did she want to be with Marie right now instead of at her desk in the middle of studying.

"Lexi, please," Marie whimpered after a while.

Lexi smirked at the desperation in Marie's voice.

"Please what, slut?"

"Please let me touch my--"

"Your what?"

"My pussy. Please, Lexi."

Lexi thought for my moment.

"You'll follow my instructions exactly, slut."

"Yes, Lexi."

"You can touch your pussy, but only your lips. No fingers on your clit, no fingers inside."

Marie whimpered, then gasped. The sound caressed Lexi's ears, making her shiver.

Fuck, I wish I was there.

She pictured Marie slowly stroking her soaked, shining lips, gently petting them like the petals of a flower, while just below she worked a huge plug in and out of her ass.

"How close are you, slut?" Lexi asked as Marie's breathing grew more labored, more and more punctuated by little moans and gasp. Her own voice was thick with arousal now. She started stroking her cock a bit faster, giving into the pleasure she'd been holding off.

"Fuck," Marie gasped, "Can I cum, Lexi? Please."

Lexi stifled a moan of her own, "Not yet, slut. Keep going. Just a bit longer."

Tightening her grip on her cock, Lexi stroked a bit faster. She closed her eyes, picturing Marie, thinking about how good her soft, slick lips would feel around her cock if she were there. How amazing her ass would feel.

"Lexi," Marie moaned, "Please."

Heart hammering against her chest, now, Lexi pulled up her shirt, cupping one of her breast and exposing her stomach.

"Just a bit longer, slut," she forced out. She was close now, too. She wanted to share it with Marie.

"Lexi, I--"

"Keep touching yourself, Marie," Lexi said, "Shove that plug all the way in your slutty little ass."

Marie moaned, low and loud through the phone.

Fuck. Fuck. I need her.

"Lexi. Please. Please, I--"

"Cum," Lexi growled into the phone, barely holding back, "Cum, slut. Cum for me."

"Fuck," Marie moaned.

That moan, the blonde's gasps and desperate breaths, sent Lexi over the edge as she pictured how fucking beautiful Marie looked when she came.

Her cock throbbed in her hand, shooting thick ropes of cum all over her stomach. One even hit the bottom of her breast.

Lexi's heart felt like it was going to burst through her chest. Her entire body was warm and tingly, from her scalp down to her fingers and toes.

Jerking off like this normally wasn't super satisfying for Lexi, but being able to hear Marie's moans while she came took it to another level. Not as good as being with Marie, but way fucking better than being entirely alone.

The phone went silent for a moment, and Lexi flexed her hands, realizing she'd overlooked something.

"Marie?" she said, trying to clear her head of her post-orgasm haze, "Are you okay?"

"Mhm."

Lexi relaxed. Marie sounded tired and satisfied.

"You sure?"

"Wish you were here," Marie said, voice still thick with arousal.

Lexi smiled at that, feeling an entirely different warmth than the one that had filled her as she came.

"Did you like edging yourself like that?"

"Mhm. It was a little..."

Lexi giggled as a yawn swallowed the rest of Marie's words.

"Tiring?" she supplied.

"Overwhelming," Marie said, sounding slightly more cognizant, "But that works, too."

Lexi licked her lips, "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, because you don't get to cum again until you and I see each other next."

"Yes, Lexi," Marie said, mostly keeping the mopey tone out of her voice. Mostly.

"You know we both need to spend more time on our schoolwork with finals coming up."

"I know. I just...I miss you."

Lexi smiled, "I miss you, too. And it's not all bad. You are allowed to masturbate. You just can't finish."

Marie whimpered.

"And you're only allowed to play with your ass and your perky little titties."

"You're evil."

"And you love it."

"Doesn't mean you have to be so smug about it."

Lexi grinned, "Bye, Marie. That was fun."

"It was."

"Talk to you tonight."

***

Blake

"Okay," Liam said, pulling up the next slide in their practice questions. It was an example of an algorithm. Blake's mind was still functioning well enough to know that, even through the pink haze that filled most of her head.

"In this code, how many times with system.out.print be called between the comments '// Start' and // End'?"

Blake took a deep breath as she looked at the possible answers, trying to draw her focus away from the little showers of sparks Liam's fingers were creating between her legs. They'd been going for a while now, and she was getting twitchy. Her panties were definitely ruined, but that was nothing new.

Blinking, Blake peered at the screen. She started by counting the number of times the first loop would cycle.