The Roommate Pt. 56

LVI: Banana As A Safe Word

Blake and Liam

Blake

Blake blinked as Liam rounded a bookcase and plopped down in the chair next to her. They were in the library, but in one of the more secluded spots. Not enough to do anything fun, but that wasn't why they were here, right now. They had a final to study for.

And Liam...does not look up to that.

He gave her a tired smile, then pulled her to him and kissed her cheek. Despite her skepticism, that made Blake feel all warm.

Still...

"Okay, why do you smell like chips and vodka and look like you just woke up from a nap?"

Liam frowned, then took a deep breath and shook himself. He scrubbed a hand over his face, then smiled at Blake, "Any better?"

She raised an eyebrow, "Not really."

He sighed, "Fuck."

Blake frowned, taking his arm, "You alright?"

Liam blinked, then smiled, "I'm fine. I just...might be a little buzzed."

"I could tell. Why, though? You don't usually drink, much less day-drink."

Liam sighed, but started getting out his laptop and books. He also pulled out two large bottles of water that Blake guessed he'd bought from the student center.

"I made the mistake of mentioning you to Tasha and Kiki, who are apparently friends, now."

Blake cocked her head, a bit of worry making her tense, "Really? Why was that a mistake."

Liam scrubbed a hand through his hair, then opened one of the waters and chugged a third of it before responding.

Blake couldn't help but grin at that. She didn't think Liam was completely toasted, but she realized she'd never seen him buzzed, and found it a little adorable. Then she frowned, jealous that he'd been buzzed without her.

"Because Tasha and Kiki saw that as an excuse to drag me over to Tasha's room, bring Sara along, take some shots, and then talk about me and you."

His face went red, and Blake narrowed her gaze, "What about us?"

"They wanted to make sure that I'm...treating you right..." he said, "In bed."

Blake's eyes went wide, then she barked a laugh, and had to clap a hand over her mouth as she started giggling.

Liam frowned at her, "You're evil."

Blake somehow got her giggling under control and smirked at him, "Okay, I don't know how Kiki fits into that—"

"She knows embarrassing high school things."

"l—but based on what Tasha was like when we hung out with her, if her roommate is anything like her, I think I feel sorry for you. How did you survive?"

"I almost didn't. I'm lucky I was buzzed, otherwise my boner would have been even more awkward."

Blake's eyes widened, cheeks going hot. She felt a little twinge of jealousy at that, "So they saw—"

"They asked how I don't kill you with it since you're so tiny."

Blake couldn't help but laugh at that. Her jealousy evaporated, a weird sense of pride replacing it. She leaned over and kissed Liam, slow, but hungry.

Liam responded immediately with a fervor that surprised Blake, making her a little wet between her legs. When she pulled back, Liam blinked a few times, then looked down and sighed, "Ugh, you did that on purpose."

Blake blinked, then leaned over to look between Liam's legs. Her pussy twitched at the large denim outline of his cock.

Fuck.

Blake was suddenly very frustrated that they were in a library and had a final to study for.

No. You have to do this. School comes first. Even before penises.

"You gonna be able to study with that?"

Liam sighed, "Yeah. It will go away eventually."

He shot her a look, "Provided there's no more teasing. I got enough of that earlier."

Blake grinned, "Were they that mean?"

Liam snorted, "You'll find out at some point. They want to do the same thing with you, though I think yours would be a slumber party."

Blake blinked, chest tightening around her heart. Her eyes even grew a bit hot.

"Ha-ha," she forced out, trying to cover her reaction, "They like me more than you."

Liam stuck his tongue out, "Trust me, they would try to talk me into a slumber party as well just to torture me if they thought you'd let me. Tasha likes drunk cuddles."

Blake narrowed her eyes, "What kind of drunk cuddles, exactly?"

Liam's cheeks went red.

"Uh, she put her head in my lap."

"While you were hard?"

"She didn't realize it. When she did, she froze."

"And after that?"

"She had me lean against her so she could hug me. And..."

Liam swallowed, "She rested my head on her chest."

Blake thought for a moment.

"Are you mad?" he asked.

Blake thought a bit more. Her chest was still a bit tight, but there was a small thread of jealousy.

Is that because I don't trust him?

No. That wasn't it. She was jealous of the experience. He couldn't know that, though. She hadn't seen any pity in his eyes regarding her mom, but this...

"Honestly, just a little jealous," Blake said, grinning, "Tasha's boobs look really nice and comfy."

Liam grinned, "They are."

He went even redder then, and smiled at her, pulling her into a kiss. Blake forced herself to stop it before it made her head start to fog.

She pushed Liam back with two fingers against his lips.

"Studying, remember?"

Liam's eyes flashed, and Blake shivered, knowing that meant he'd thought about sucking her fingers between his lips.

Her pussy twitched again.

Fuck, I love him.

"Have I ever told you how awesome you are?" He asked.

Blake grinned, warmth spreading through her, "That might have come up. How specifically, this time?"

"For not being mad that I spent the last few hours drunk with three hot girls who were teasing the fuck out of me while one insisted on wiggling her chest against my head."

Blake grinned, "I'm only slightly mad that I wasn't there to help them tease you. We can talk about that later, though. Chug those waters and study."

Blake had meant that last part mostly as a joke, but Liam nodded and started draining the rest of the water he'd started.

Blake just smiled at her adorable boyfriend and opened up the slides on her laptop, trying not to smile like an idiot at the thought of having girlfriends that wanted to hang out with her.

***

Liam

Liam had finally sobered up by the time he and Blake were walking out of the library. She didn't have a show tonight, and wanted to spend the night with him, which made him happy.

He was glad that she hadn't been mad over what had transpired with Tasha and Sara and Kiki. She'd even seemed happy about it, which didn't entirely make sense to him, but he expected Blake would tell him, or he would figure it out on his own sooner or later.

They'd cut through the Arts and Sciences building to avoid the winter cold, and their footsteps echoed down the empty halls as they walked hand in hand alongside one another.

As they passed a bunch of empty rooms, Liam thought of something Tasha had recommended. He looked down the hall, then grinned at the stairwell a few rooms away. Looking down at Blake, Liam smiled. He wanted to make her happy, to give her whatever she wanted, even if it made him nervous.

When they came to the stairwell, he tugged her toward it and grinned down at her, "Come on."

She frowned at him cocking her head, "Where are we going?"

"Just trust me."

Blake studied him for a moment, then grinned and followed him up the stairs.

He didn't stop at the second--he wanted to make sure they had as much privacy as possible.

"Okay, please tell me we're not going to try and find the fifth-floor staircase, now," Blake said, breathing heavy, "Where are we going?"

Liam grinned, though he was breathing heavy, too. He looked up and down the hall, and upon observing how empty it was, he pulled her down the hall, going about four or five rooms, and looking in each one.

None of them had people inside.

"Liam?" Blake asked, "What--?"

She cut off as he finally stopped at one and tried the door.

It opened, and he pushed, pulling Blake in along after him.

Once inside, he locked the door behind them, then pulled her out of sight of the window and grinned at her.

She peered up at him with a skeptical look, "Are we doing what I think we're doing? Or did you choose a really annoying time to tell me you're a serial killer."

Liam rolled his eyes, "Damn, how'd you know?"

Blake giggled, blue eyes dancing.

Grinning, Liam closed the distance between them and met her in a kiss.

Blake moaned into Liam's mouth as their lips and tongues danced, clutching at his shoulders. Liam moved his hands to her cheeks, and she pressed herself against him. That made Liam grow annoyed at the layers of clothing between them.

That's why we're here, though.

Liam looked around the room. There were windows to the outside, but they were a little dirty, and the room was too dark for anyone in one of the buildings across the street to see in. They were high enough up that no one could see from the street.

Moving his hands down, Liam slipped his fingers under the collar of Blake's coat and started pushing it off with one hand while he used the other to undo the buttons. He was growing harder by the moment.

Blake gasped into his mouth and deepened the kiss further. She knew what he wanted. Liam pushed off his own coat, and that seemed to snap something in him and Blake. They kept kissing, but it was sporadic, frantic as they tore at each other's clothes, until they both wore only their shirts and socks and finally broke apart for a moment.

Liam gazed at Blake. Her pale, toned thighs peeked out from beneath the hem of her sweater. It didn't cling to her like a few she'd worn over to his place, but he didn't care. She had her hair free of the beanie, wavy blue locks falling down her shoulders. And the way she looked at him...

Did Marie ever do that? Make me feel this wanted with just a look?

It wasn't just right now, either. Every time he met Blake's eyes, an unwavering confidence rose within him, telling him that she wanted to be with him more than anything. Sometimes it was just to be held by him, or to be touching him in even the most minor way. Other times, Liam knew that she wanted to tear his clothes off, and the only thing stopping her was the people around them.

"You really want to do this?" Blake asked, interrupting his thoughts.

She closed the distance between them, clutching at his shirt.

Liam smiled. The question had been incredulous, but not in a critical way. Blake sounded like she couldn't believe he wanted her so badly that he would do something this risky.

He nodded, wrapping his arms around her. This time, both of them gasped as they pressed their bodies against one another. His cock was completely hard as it pressed into Blake's belly.

Then Liam looked down at her again, and he hesitated.

He probably could have just left it at that. Blake would be as thrilled as he was to finally have some privacy, even if they didn't have a bed.

"Not just this," he said, "Not just here, I mean. I--"

He took a deep breath, "I want to try and be a bit rougher with you. Since you seem to like that. I want to be able to do that with you."

Blake's eyes were wide with wonder as she gazed up at him.

***

Blake

Blake's mouth nearly fell open as she gazed up at Liam.

Fuck, I love him so much.

She'd wanted this so bad, but...

Can I really tell him what I want?

Yes. But she would need to ease him in. Both for her and for him. She wanted intense, and he wasn't ready for that, yet.

But he wants to be.

That made Blake's entire body flush with that wonderful warmth only Liam could bring out in her.

She took his face in her hands, pulling him down into a short, but deep kiss that left Liam dazed, and her with a pounding heart and a growing wetness between her legs.

Blake was painfully aware of Liam's hardness against her.

I want that in me so bad.

And Liam wanted to be rough with her.

A part of her wanted to laugh at that. Liam was so cute and sweet that in some ways, the idea of him wanting to be rough with her was absurd.

But that will just make it so much hotter when he is rough with me.

"Okay," Blake said, meeting his hypnotic blue eyes, "We need safe words if we're going to do this. The stupid 'banana' as a safe word thing is just for laughs in TV and movies. People usually use numbers or colors to indicate what they want."

Liam nodded, and Blake raised an eyebrow.

"Which one of them is into that?"

Liam swallowed, blushing.

"All of them."

Blake blinked, then grinned, "A sleepover with them is gonna be fun, then."

Liam rolled his eyes, and Blake laughed.

"Too much teasing?"

Liam raised an eyebrow and glanced down between them.

Smirking, Blake pulled back just enough to slip a hand between the two of them and grasp his cock.

Liam's lips parted. He shivered, fingers digging into her back.

Blake licked her lips, then smiled at Liam, slowly stroking his cock, "Does red, yellow, green work for you?"

Liam nodded, "Seems simple enough."

Then his cheeks went even redder.

"What about if you have...if can't talk?"

Blake grinned, holding up a hand, "Either we tap with one-to-three fingers, one for red and three for green, or we tap three times for green and one for red."

Liam's eyes widened for a moment at her use of "we", but he didn't object.

Good.

"We also need to make sure to ask questions," Blake said, "Especially if you're going to be taking anything up a notch. This is all--"

Blake blinked as Liam pressed a finger to her lips. She resisted taking it between her lips, and glanced up at Liam, cocking her head.

"It's all about trust," Liam said, "I got the lecture on it earlier."

Blake smiled, "Just wanted to make sure."

Liam smiled back, then looked her up and down. She gently squeezed his cock.

"Are you ready?" Liam asked.

Grinning, Blake nodded, stroking Liam's cock a bit faster.

She squeaked, letting go of his cock as he lifted her up and set her down on one of the desks, then pulled her into a rough kiss, fingers tangled in her hair. His other hand gripped her hip, hard.

Blake's entire body lit on fire, and she wrapped her legs around Liam, clutching at his shoulders.

Oh, fuck, yes.

A/N: Would you be as okay as Blake is? Are you excited for a scene with her and Liam's friends? If you want to read Tasha and Sara's stories, make sure to check out my profile!