LV: Drunk Torture
Liam
Liam
"Alright. Spill."
Liam looked back and forth between the three girls, wary, and a little tipsy. Maybe a bit more than tipsy. He sat on Tasha's bed, the brunette's legs on his lap as she lounged against her pillows. Sara and Kiki sat across from him on Petra's bed, leaning back against the mirror. The third roommate was out, either studying or having fun with a new boy, according to Sara.
Tasha's gorgeous, blonde roommate wore a green knit sweater with an oval cutout over her impressive cleavage, and black leggings that clung to her toned, shapely hips and legs. Kiki still wore a tank top and sports bra over her leggings, one that let just a bit of her insane abs peek out.
Tasha, on the other hand, had made a point of changing out her workout clothes while he, Kiki, and Sara started drinking. She hadn't even gone into their bathroom, just told him to look away. Now, she wore a tight, low-cut tank top and loose shorts that bared her pale legs, toned from years of gymnastics and cheerleading.
"Do I have to?" Liam asked.
Tasha cleared her throat, arching a delicate eyebrow, "You say something like that again and you're going to have to take another shot."
Liam sighed, "Fine."
Still, he hesitated. He knew Kiki well enough, and she'd found out some more private...interesting things about him, and though he considered himself good friends with Tasha--a bit better than last year--she didn't know too many things like this about him yet. Sara, he barely knew. He'd occasionally spoken with her last year when visiting Tasha, but this year, he'd only seen her a few times when hanging out with Matt or his roommates.
Liam frowned at that.
Have I really not been over here that often? Just because Tasha lives across campus now?
He'd have to fix that.
"Liam?" Tasha said, a warning tone to her voice.
He shook himself, taking a deep breath, then looked around at the three girls, "Sorry. Was in my head."
He paused wetting his lips, then forced it out.
"Alright, I was wondering if you guys would be able to help me out with Blake."
"Specifically having rough sex with her," Tasha said, grinning.
Liam tried to keep a straight face despite the heat in his cheeks, "Yes. That."
Kiki blushed, but Sara leaned forward, interested.
"How rough are we talking?" she asked, "I need to know what we're working with. And how kinky?"
"Choking and spanking were mentioned," Tasha said before Liam could answer, hypnotic blue eyes dancing as she grinned at him. Then she glanced toward the other bed, "And I think Kiki has something to add."
Liam looked at his friend. She met his gaze, then blushed even deeper, remembering what she knew.
He let his head fall back, "Fuck."
All three of them laughed, and Liam looked back to Kiki in time to see Sara grab her arm and pull her close, "Now you
have
to tell us."
Kiki bit her lip, looking back to Liam.
He shrugged, giving her a half-smile.
"Just go ahead and tell them. I think I'll have to take another shot if you don't."
"You should take another one anyway," Tasha said, flicking his arm, "You're a boy. Your tolerance is higher."
Liam stuck his tongue out her, and Tasha made a face, snapping her teeth, eyes sparkling. Then she turned back to Kiki.
"Spill. Or you're taking another shot with him."
"Her tolerance might actually be higher than mine," Liam pointed out.
Kiki glared at him, "Fine. A while ago, he had Blake over, and she was acting a little weird and fidgety, and then I looked down and saw Liam playing with an app on his phone that is for a remote vibrator." Sara and Tasha both gaped at Kiki for a moment, then turned to Liam and grinned. Before Liam could say anything, Tasha sat up and pulled him into a hug, "Have I told you that you're my favorite friend ever?"
"Ah! Rude!" Sara said, pouting.
Liam was finally feeling the alcohol. He'd felt much more sway-y when Tasha pulled him into a hug, and he was now very aware of her chest against him.
That's fine, though, right? Neither of us are going to do anything.
"Oh hush," Tasha said, hugging Liam a bit closer, "Liam's my favorite
boy
friend. You're my favorite
girl
friend. I don't share sex toys with him."
Liam's eyes bulged, face going bright red. With that image and Tasha's soft, massive chest pressed against him, he started to get hard.
I really hope they don't notice that.
"You
what?
" Kiki gasped.
Liam's friend looked even more red-faced than he felt. She leaned against Sara, hand on her thigh even as she stared back and forth between Sara and Tasha. Liam looked down at Tasha, raising and eyebrow. For once, she actually blushed, biting her lip. She didn't let go of him, though.
"We don't share them, really," Tasha said.
"And they're mostly mine," Sara pointed out, grinning.
Sara's tone made something click in Liam's head, and he gaped at the two roommates, then grinned. Tasha blushed, and Sara's grin turned into a smirk.
Kiki frowned, looking between the two of them, "What?"
"You two slept together, didn't you?"
Kiki's eyes bulged, "What?"
Neither Sara, nor Tasha denied it, though. Color finally blossomed on Sara's cheeks, and Tasha's pale face was almost entirely red.
"Holy shit, you slept together," Liam breathed.
"Kinda surprised you hadn't already put that together," Sara said, leaning back, "You know we're both bi."
"And that Sara's a slutty horndog," Tasha added. Sara just smirked at that as though it were a complement.
It probably is between them.
The blonde did raise an eyebrow at Tasha, "You're the one that was curious, though. I was just happy to help."
"Only because you wanted to play with my tits," Tasha said, wiggling her chest even as she leaned against Liam. He swallowed the lump in his throat as he grew a bit harder, and glanced at Tasha to find her smirking up at him.
"What?"
"You actually interrupted us once last year."
Liam's eyes went wide, and he tried not to think about that image. It didn't work. He was fully hard now, cock straining against his boxer briefs.
"Last year?"
"We experimented a few times last year," Sara explained, "Mostly when we were drunk."
"Or really horny," Tasha added.
"We didn't really sleep together until a few times earlier this year."
Liam thought about that for a moment, then leveled a hard look at both of them, "Not any more, though, right?"
Tasha rolled her eyes, letting go of him and flopping back onto the bed, "Duh. We both have our people now."
"And they both have too many feelings to enjoy a show," Sara sighed, rolling her eyes and leaning back against the wall.