forum Dorm Room 210 [Private RP // Closed — Stalkers welcome!]

Started February 26, 2019 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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Amber felt her cheeks warm up at the kiss. “Will… You know what I want…” she muttered.

“Do I?” He chuckled against her neck, giving her another kiss, this time on her jaw. “Are you sure?”

“William Jones,” Amber said lowly, hands gripping his shirt. “You know you do…”

“Say it,” William let out a small growl, trailing gentle kisses on her jawline. “What do you want?”

Amber bit her lip and let out a slow, slightly shaking breath. “C’mon, William…” she breathed, her eyes half-lidded. “Please?”

“Please what?” He kissed her cheek, nearing her mouth but just as he kissed the corner, he changed his direction, choosing to trail kisses down her jaw. “What do you want, Amber Page?”

“Kiss… me…” Amber whispered hoarsely, tugging him closer, if that was even possible.

“But I am kissing you,” William chuckled, kissing her neck again to prove his point.

A small sound escaped her throat, even though she was trying to hold anything like that back. “M-my lips. William… Kiss my lips,” she all but begged.

“Hm…” William’s lips broke out into a wicked smirk. “Let me think about that…” his hand weaved through her hair and pulled her hair back, kissing her on the throat. “How about no?”

“William Jones. Kiss me… or I will…lock myself… in my room,” Amber threatened, her breath coming out harshly.

“Allow me to put you out of your misery,” William muttered with each kiss up her neck. His lips came closer to her mouth, touching the corner until he finally, painfully slowly, placed them on her aching lips.

Amber let out a soft groan when his lips finally met hers. She pressed up against him, kissing him back with a need greater than usual.

William smirked at both the sound she made and the intensity at which she kissed him back. He pushed her back, lips still on hers, until he had her pressed against a wall. With the intention of being a tease, he bit down on her lip, taking it between his teeth and tugging on it. His hands clasped themselves on her waist, holding her tightly so she wouldn’t be able to escape.

“Cruel man,” Amber whispered against him, her hands tightening their grip on his shirt.

“You know you love it…” he smirked, rubbing circles on her waist with his thumbs. “Wicked woman.”

Amber melted against his hands, letting out a soft breath. “Cruel, cruel man…”

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” William chuckled, trailing his tongue across her lips. “Since you seem to be enjoying yourself immensely.”

“Take it as you please,” Amber muttered, parting her lips slightly.

William didn’t respond. The second he felt her mouth open, he slipped his tongue inside, growling when he felt how hot her mouth was. He met her tongue halfway and casually flicked it, pressing her harder against the wall as he did so.

Amber shivered, a soft groan escaping her lips and into his mouth. Her hands moved from his shirt to wrap around his neck, one hand finding its way into his hair. She tugged at it, hoping to elicit a sound from him, too.

”Amber,” William groaned when she tugged on his chair, tilting his head to the side to kiss her better, firmer. His hands on her waist tightened their hold. More. He wanted more, and it was torture trying to hold himself back. He needed to stop—to pull away before he did something he would definitely regret.

But Amber’s lips were like magnet. He couldn’t bring himself to remove his mouth from hers.

That was what she wanted to hear…

“William…” Amber breathed against him, tugging him closer.

William kissed her for a few more seconds before he pulled away, breathing heavily.

“We should stop,” he panted, eyes still closed, lips swollen, forehead pressed against hers. “I don’t want to go any further.”

Amber was trembling slightly when he pulled away. She breathed heavily and leaned back against the wall. “Yeah… Yeah, you’re right. I can’t… Yeah…” she breathed.

He kissed her briefly again, just a light touch before he pulled away.

“Want to cuddle?” He breathed heavily. “Room?”

Amber hummed in agreement. She slowly opened her eyes and gave him a small smile. “Yours or mine?”

“Mine,” William responded quietly, looking into the eyes of the woman he loved. “Come on.”

“Sure,” Amber whispered, gently pushing against his chest. “Lemme change quick.”

“Okay,” William loosened his hold on her and stepped back, letting her pass.