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

Started February 26, 2019 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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Amber hummed to herself as she brought her clothes to his room. After setting them down, she swept into the bathroom and closed the door behind herself. She leaned against the door with a smile.

“Hey,” she greeted him softly.

“Hey yourself,” William winked at her from his position on the wall as the bathtub began to fill up. He would have gone for the shower, but he decided a soak would be better. “So I was going to open the shower, but then I thought of something. We have forty minutes till we leave. It would be nice to have a dip, perhaps a bubble bath? It would clear off the exhaustion, too, so… are you just going to stand there, Blue, or are you going to join me?”

Amber chuckled and stepped closer to him. “I’m joining you, love. Be patient. Now, we’re just going to wash up and maybe cuddle some for now, right? Because we don’t need a repeat of earlier quite yet,” she hummed, reaching for the hem of the shirt she wore.

“We don’t,” William agreed, though his eyes were on her hands as she reached for the hem of her shirt. “A break would be appreciated, too, right?”

“Mmhm. It would,” Amber agreed, unable to help the smirk that played on her lips as she noticed his gaze. “Do you want to close your eyes until I’m in the water, love? Or will you be fine with me undressing in front of you?”

William took a deep breath, closing his eyes, knowing he was most definitely not going to be okay with her undressing in front of him. “You drive me crazy. I know I’ve said it a thousand times, but I’m saying it again.”

“I know, love. That’s my job, after all,” Amber chuckled as she pulled the shirt off. She stepped over to the tub and slid down into it, making herself comfortable in the warm water. “Mm… This feels really nice, Will…”

When he heard her get into the water, William opened his eyes. He removed the sweatpants he was wearing and joined his girlfriend in the tub, sinking in and holding her tight, humming in agreement.

“Doesn’t it?” He murmured, massaging her shoulders lightly.

Amber closed her eyes as William massaged her shoulders, leaning into his touch. “That feels amazing, too,” she breathed, relaxing easily under his hands. “You’re definitely going to have to do that more often.”

William chuckled, pleased with her reactions. “On your legs, too?” He teased, curious as to how she would respond to that. “You’ll be sore around there a lot more. Should I take care of them, too?”

Amber slowly opened her eyes, only to glare at him as a dark look flitted across them. “Right now, no. I would prefer you sticking to my back and shoulders. Maybe later, though. After we’re done with our walk and other workout and such.”

William returned her dark look with one of his own. “Of course,” he grinned at her, nuzzling her neck. “Definitely not right now. We’d get too caught up in whatever that’ll come if we do. Wow, you have a lot of knots in your shoulders. When was the last time you actually properly relaxed?”

“Oh, definitely,” Amber murmured, closing her eyes again to better feel his touch. “Um… I don’t know, I guess. I don’t go out much since most of my coworkers like to, ah, drink.”

William quirked an eyebrow at her response, his fingers working down her back. “And you don’t go out with them?”

“No,” Amber admitted in a sigh, the word barely even audible. “I don’t trust myself around that stuff. I had, uh… I relapsed a couple of times… while we were separated…”

William stopped massaging her, only to wrap his arms around her and pulling her to him, water sloshing at the movement. “I’m sorry…” he murmured. “But you stopped. I’m so proud, Blue. So much.”

Amber simply shrugged a little, though she did lean into his embrace. “It took a while, but yes. I’m here now and past it,” she sighed. “Thank you for not being weird about it or anything.”

“Well, I do want to scold you, but I’m proud you stayed away from alcohol,” William murmured. “I won’t let you go through that again. I promise.”

“Thanks, Will,” Amber breathed, closing her eyes and leaning into him. “Now… Who said you could stop?”

William laughed, hands on her shoulders again as he pressed against the knots. Just to tease her, he pressed a kiss to the back of her neck. “Satisfied?”

Amber grunted softly and reached back to poke him. “Tease. Yes, I am satisfied, thank you. Maybe you should become a masseuse.”

William wiggled his fingers in her sides. “Do you want these hands on another woman, Blue?”

“Hey! No tickling!” Amber exclaimed, squirming. “No, I don’t. So no masseusing for you, then…”

“Hey, you poked me first,” William kissed her neck again affectionately. “And I thought so.”

Amber huffed playfully and leaned back into him. “We seem to have completely forgotten the whole reason we’re in here…”

“Apparently,” William chuckled. “We should relax, not tease each other.”

“Yes, yes we should,” Amber chuckled. “And wash up, too.”

A couple of hours and a short walk later, Amber and William had arrived at her apartment. She sighed as she pulled her keys out, glancing back at him with a smile before unlocking the door. It wasn’t like he hadn’t been to her home before, but this time was different. This time, he was looking for something, looking for things they would need to get rid of and things they could add. She only hoped that they wouldn’t have to argue about anything.

“Do you have a BBQ grill, Blue?” William questioned as he stepped inside, eyes looking around. “I have one, but mostly because the guys like to come by and eat like pigs.”