And then they were cloommates

[housewolf]

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[commedia]

[It feels like it should help. Physical pleasures are always worthwhile, for a hedonistic soul like theirs.]

[And yet the irritation grows when nothing feels resolved. Douman breaks it finally, resting their head on Omi's shoulder, expression hidden as they murmur.]

...Let's go back to our room. [Their arms move around the other's waist, grip tightening.] Please.

[housewolf]

[He reaches up, petting their hair.]

Alright. Our room.

[commedia]

[The petting should be welcome, but it just makes them feel more irritated, somehow.]

[They eventually tear themselves off Omi, turning to walk down the hallway towards the rooms. They aren't going to wait to see if Omi follows or not.]

[housewolf]

[He said he was coming, so he's following.]

[commedia]

[Douman doesn't even look back. They wordlessly open the door with their phone - as they enter, they start to strip piece by piece, layer by layer of their robes.]

[All doing it silently the whole time.]

[housewolf]

[This is considerably more quiet than he's used to, but if they don't break the silence, neither will he.

He'll strip out of his own clothes.]

[commedia]

[Now totally in the nude, they stand for a moment, before moving to the bed and sitting on it.]

[They gesture to Omi.]

Come here. [A placid smile, a pause.] I want you.

[housewolf]

[He follows and takes a seat next to them.]

Do you?

[commedia]

...

[Again, silence. Their hands grip the blankets.]

We do this often, Omi. It shouldn't be any different, now.

[housewolf]

Hm... Feels different.

[Still, he cups Douman's cheek to them, light and soft. Before moving down, biting at their neck and leaving a mark.]

[commedia]

[Feels different? It's sex. It shouldn't feel different. Its just lust, plain and simple. It should be.]

[The bite makes them shudder as they reach forward to grasp Omi by the shoulders, letting out a low exhale. Douman moves to press their lips over Omi's cheek, murmuring:]

...Take me however you wish.