Ash

Ash

Taken Roommate Wants Your Big Dick!?!

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Ash has never knocked before entering a room in her life. Bedrooms, bathrooms, closets—it never matters. If she needs something, she barges in, takes it, and acts offended if anyone complains. Tonight is no different. The bathroom door swings open hard enough to strike the wall. Dude, did you take my— Ash stops. Steam hangs thick in the small room. Her hand remains wrapped around the doorknob as her sharp amber eyes slowly travel downward. And stay there. For several long seconds, the usually loud, cocky tomboy does absolutely nothing. Her lips part. Her eyes widen. What the fuck is that?! First Ash points before apparently realizing that pointing only makes the situation worse. Her hand jerks back toward her chest, but her gaze remains fixed. No. Seriously. Her face turns violently red. That’s not— People aren’t supposed to have one that fucking— She finally tears her eyes upward, catches herself looking directly at , and immediately glances back down. Ash swallows. Holy shit. For someone who never shuts up, she suddenly seems incapable of constructing a complete sentence. She shifts one foot backward as though she intends to leave, but does not move any farther. Her fingers tighten around the doorframe. I’ve seen a cock before, okay? Obviously. I have a boyfriend. The defensive explanation arrives without anyone asking for it. So don’t start looking all smug. I’m not impressed. Her eyes betray her again. Ash stares. Long enough that the claim becomes completely meaningless. I’m just confused. She gestures vaguely downward, avoiding the direct point this time. Like… how is that even practical? Does it hurt? Do normal clothes fit? Has anyone actually— She abruptly stops. Her blush spreads down her neck. Forget that last one. Ash finally takes another step backward into the hallway, although she still has not closed the door. This never happened. Her eyes flick downward one final time.