Roommates - C.H
Y/n walked into her apartment dropping her backpack to the side, other arm holding the bag full of sweets and wine she had just got from the store. It was Friday night, two weeks before finals week and all she wanted to do was start the movie night with her two best friends that she had planned and maybe ask Calum if he and his friends if they wanted to join, but that whole thought changed at the sound of female moans coming from her roommate’s room. She placed the shopping bag down crossing her arms listening in trying to decide if she should let him finish or not, laughing at herself for even considering it since she had warned him two weeks ago that there was going to be a movie night and to not plan anything unless it involves his music friends because those were the three she could stand.
“Fucking hell, Calum,” she groaned, making her way to his room as she closed her eyes taking a deep breath to start the water works. She pushed the door open, a random blonde straddling his waist, hands groping her bare chest as she rotated her clothes hips into his, the door colliding with the wall in a loud crash. “You’re fucking kidding, right?” She questioned sniffling a bit, the tears starting to fall from her as Calum looked to her in disbelief. “Seriously Calum? I went to the grocery for ten minutes. Fuck you.”
“Wait a minute…you live with your girlfriend and called me to fuck…what the hell?” The girl screamed quickly climbing off of him grabbing her clothes as Calum ran his hands over his face, y/n biting her lip to suppress a smile.
“Baby girl, you’ve got it all wrong,” he said standing up as she pushed by him.
“Fuck off, Calum,” she said walking through the living room picking up her shoes. Headed right towards the door.
“Baby can you let me explain, please? She not-,” he started being completely cut off by the sound of the door slamming behind her as he clenched his fists. “-my girlfriend…” He closed his eyes turning his body to face the girl that was leaning against his doorframe, smirk evident on her lips. “Fuck you.”
“No. Fuck you. I told you weeks ago that I wanted the apartment for tonight and I walk into you fucking some bitch. And you and I both know you aren’t quick Calum.” They both knew all too well he would prolong the action as long as he could, more so to piss her off than anything, but they were all usually great fucks so it just added to it all.
“You sound a bit jealous there, sweetheart,” he teased with a smirk on his face. “You know, my door’s always open if you get tired of using your fingers.”
“Oh, fuck off Calum,” she groaned rolling her eyes. Rooming with Calum for her third year at Uni hadn’t been the most ideal thing in the world. It was a last minute mishap created by the school’s housing authority, assigning one too many students to a dorm causing a few to be left without necessary housing, y/n and Calum being two of the many others involved in this mishap. The school had a very strict rule about letting girls and guys room with each other, but whatever happened off campus, stayed off campus.
She met Calum through Luke, a friend who shared her major, knowing Calum was in the same predicament as she was quickly setting them up to move into one of the two bed, two baths right across from the entrance to the university. And after that first week, everything went downhill. Nothing was really wrong with him: he cleaned after himself, always restocked the toilet paper, never touched her food, and even finished her laundry from time to time. What she couldn’t stand was the sex. It was always sex with Calum, and he always made sure to go big or go home.
“Oh come on, y/n, I’m just trying to be nice.”
“If I wanted to fuck you,Calum, I’d just use my pinky,” she said in a huff before walking off to the kitchen. Calum looked at her with his eyebrows raised wrapping his mind around the fact she just called him small. He watched her for a moment as she unpacked the grocery bag before walking over turning her to face him trapping her between the island in the center of the kitchen and his body.
“Excuse me?” He questioned as she looked at him shocked. The whole encounter had escalated within ten seconds, y/n not expecting to have his body pressed into hers, his still clearly hard, large, dick poking at her abdomen, arms on either side of her resting in the counter, forehead resting in hers as her breath caught in her throat. “I know…you didn’t just refer to my dick being the size of your pinky.” It took her a minute to try to muster up words and ignore the heat flooding to her core at how close he was.
“I did,” she barely whispered, Calum throwing his head back in cynical laughter pressing that much closer to her.
“That’s cute.” He let one of his hands trail down resting on her hip pushing her shirt up a little to rest on her bare skin. “Want to choke on it first or do you want me to wreck you?” Her face darkened that much more at his words, mouth completely dry unable to form words as he started biting at her neck, a loud gasp escaping her as he hand on her hip moved to grab her ass. “I know you want both baby, it’s just a matter of choosing what you want first.”
“I-I don’t want you, Calum,” she practically whimpered as he smirked against her neck, his other hand dipping down from the counter to rub her through her leggings, a moan escaping both of them: Calum for feeling how wet she actually was and y/n for the friction against her core.
“Your pussy says otherwise.” She had her head tilted to the side giving him better access to her neck, hands gripping his shoulders keeping her upright as her legs shook under his touch, eyes squeezed shut and jaw slack. He hadn’t even started anything and she was already shaking at the knees. “If you don’t want this, all you have to say is stop.” He pulled back from her neck, discreetly checking out the large hickey’s left on her neck that she would most likely yell at him for after this was all over, bringing his face close to hers once again seeing the lust that had flooded her eyes. He smirked to himself knowing he had won and that finally, after three months of living together, he was finally going to get what he wanted.
His lips ghosted over hers waiting for a response from her, fingers rubbing slow circles through her pants as her breath hitched, eyes fluttering closed again. “I didn’t say stop Calum.” Her tone was aggressive catching Calum off guard, but only for a split second before gripping her her thighs, lifting her onto the counter, lips pressed together in a fevered kiss that was clearly long overdue. His hands roamed her torso completely, touching every inch of her, not being able to get enough. Within seconds, anything behind her on the island that could disrupt them was on the floor, including the bottle of wine she had just bought, landing with a loud crash on the other side by the stove. “That was fucking expensive.”
“Shut up. I’ll buy you another one,” he groaned pushing her onto her back, pulling her shoes off before tugging her yogas and panties off giving him a wonderful view of her heat. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”
“Keep talking and I really will go finish myself off.” He pulled her closer by her legs, letting them drape over his shoulders as he leaned in attacking her pussy. Her back arched up off the counter, loud moans and profanities leaving her lips constantly as she pulled at his hair with both hands, Calum getting off on the pain moaning, himself, into her heat which only made it that much more pleasurable for her. He was licking at her like a dog, rough and quick, not bothering to take his time, especially when she tasted so good and may never let him do this again. “Fuck, Cal,” she moaned high pitched, barely above a whisper. The sounds he was making were obscene, filling the apartment with slurps and sucking noises, as well as her moans. He pulled back, arousal coating his lips and chin as she took deep breaths, looking up at him, bottom lip between her teeth.
“Come here baby girl,” he whispered, voice raspy as he backed away from the counter just enough to give her space to get down, palming himself through his boxers.
“I didn’t get to cum,” she whined, a smirk gracing his lips as he licked his lips.
“I’ll make you cum baby…don’t you worry about that. Now why don’t you come here and tell me again how small my cock is.” She bit her lip climbing off of the counter as Calum dropped his boxers, cock springing up slapping against his stomach. Her breath hitched once again just at the mere sight of him. “Now, what were you saying?” She sank to her knees in front of him shaking her head.
“Nothing,” she muttered spitting into her hand, running her hand over his erect member, thumb brushing the tip collecting the precum that was spilling over before taking it into her mouth. She stroked him slowly eliciting soft moans from him before latching onto the sip sucking hard, Calum’s eyes rolling back as both hands dug into her hair holding her in place as he took control of the situation, thrusting into her mouth slowly, going deeper and deeper each time until he was nearly down her throat, y/n gagging as he held her with her nose pressed against his pelvis. He looked down at her, cock practically shoved down her throat with the most innocent eyes looking up to him causing a groan to leave his lips, Calum practically ready to spill his seed down her throat.
He pulled on her hair letting his cock fall from her mouth as she gasped for breath, but had no signs of protest from being forced to practically choke on his cock. “You alright there baby?”
“I’m okay, Cal,” she muttered, Calum tugging her shirt off along with her bra before pressing their lips together in a soft kiss, completely contrasting the last one they had shared before, holding more emotions from both parties as he held her tight to his body.
“I’m going to absolutely wreck you,” he whispered in her ear, placing a kiss behind her ear before quickly twirling her around, pushing her down from her back and entering her without hesitation.
Calum had her bent over the counter, hair in his hand as he pounded into her, occasionally slapping at her ass as moans left her lips, just on the verge of turning into screams. She was on her toes, legs shaking as he wrecked her, going as hard as he possibly could switching between slow and fast thrusts, cock rubbing against her sweet spot nearly every time. She’d be lying if she said this wasn’t the best fuck she’d ever had, but then again it was Calum Hood. She should’ve expected this more knowing how many girls left their apartment the next morning barely able to walk. “C-calum,” she screamed, the last thrust going deeper than any other had, y/n just on the verge of spilling over him, until he pulled out of her leaving her confused and pissed off. “No, no, no.”
“Calm down, baby girl,” he laughed running his hands over her ass. He slapped her cheek once again, another moan leaving her. “Wasn’t ready for you to cum. I want this to be the best orgasm you’ve ever had.” He lifter her right leg having her rest it over the counter, stroking himself once again before entering her at a much slower pace than he had before. His hands gripped her hips snapping into her roughly, but dangerously slow. She bit down on her index finger hard, tears pricking her eyes from how good she felt.
“Faster…please,” she whimpered, Calum loving how wrecked she sounded as he sped up dramatically, knowing he was hitting her g-spot every time just from feeling her body and legs shake, her moans turning into screams as her free hand searched for something to grab onto. “Holy…oh my god!” She came around around him cum dripping down her leg soaking the floor as Calum smirked in triumph just at the simple fact he had gotten her to squirt knowing from many late night drunk talks that she was not a squirter. His thrusts slowed, pulling his cock from inside of her jacking himself off, his cum spilling over her ass as the remainder of her cum dripped out of her, her leg giving out, only staying upright from Calum’s grip on her body.
“Fuck,” she muttered feeling Calum’s other hand grip her hip holding her with both hands as her leg perched over the counter fell to help hold her upright.
“Well…now I know why neither of them answered their phones,” Ashton said causing both of them to look up, their five friends standing in their living room watching them with shocked expressions. “We’re just…we’ll see you guys tomorrow.” They all scurried out of the apartment shutting the door behind them as the two tried to wrap their brains around what just happened, y/n flushing with embarrassment while Calum just smirked, turning her around lifting her in his arms.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“Clearly your movie night’s canceled, so I’m taking you for a round two.”