I’m your roomy and you walk in on me.. 1– you wouldn’t touch it or 10– you’d go balls deep till you creampie me?

You twist the handle expecting an empty room — instead you freeze, door half-open, eyes adjusting to what's unmistakably her. Your roommate, stretched across the bed, bare and completely unbothered by your presence, that perfect ass angled like she's been waiting for exactly this interruption.

The air shifts. She glances back over her shoulder without covering herself, one brow raised, reading your expression the way someone reads an answer they already know. Your grip tightens on the doorframe.

The question hangs between you both — not hers, yours now. Every reason to back out dissolves the longer you stand there, eyes tracing the curve of her, feet already crossing the threshold.