This is my roommate's husband. Don't try to steal him from me — I'm going to lick his armpits until they explode.
2025-04-28 14:17:31
Yesterday when I got back to the dorm and opened the door, I almost thought I’d walked into a gym commercial.
The man in front of me, wearing ultra-short workout shorts with every muscle so taut it was ridiculous,
was just standing right by my bed, grinning and saying, 'You’re back~'
The dim desk lamp hit his shiny shoulders and pecs,
every line looked like it had been carefully sculpted, and I almost forgot to breathe.
When he moved closer, I smelled him—not a sweaty stench,
but that slightly warm post-workout scent mixed with body wash, totally irresistible.
In that instant a crazy thought flashed through my head—
I really wanted to get closer and lick his armpit…
(Where did that nerve come from? I’m usually so proper 😭)
While I was internally falling apart, he suddenly laughed and patted his solid thigh,
saying, 'Training’s exhausting—want to relax a bit.'
Then, without waiting for me to react, he plopped down on my bed, hands propped behind him,
chest pushed up high, muscles popping like he’d stepped out of a comic.
My weak-brained self actually blurted out, 'Do you want me to give you a massage?'
(After I said it I wanted to bite my tongue...)
He actually smiled happily and said, 'Sure, let’s see how you do.'
The next second he flopped flat on my bed, eyes half-closed, like he was waiting for me to 'start.'
I put my hand on his firm shoulder and felt that warm, slightly damp skin,
I was barely holding myself together,
especially every time he breathed a little or his body twitched slightly,
that warm scent would drift up to my nose,
and it nearly melted my last shred of reason.
Then he opened his eyes, stared at me and said in a low voice, 'You’re pretty good at this—want me to press longer?'
...
That night I only remember the air full of the mingled smell of sweat and body wash,
the bed gently moving with each breath,
the whole world reduced to his firm muscles and my burning palms.
I want to ask everyone,
if it were you and you met a hunk of a roommate like this,
could you resist?
(Or would you just… pounce?)
#HunkRoommateDaily #HeavenForBodyScentFans #HowDoYouLiveWithThisRoommate
The man in front of me, wearing ultra-short workout shorts with every muscle so taut it was ridiculous,
was just standing right by my bed, grinning and saying, 'You’re back~'
The dim desk lamp hit his shiny shoulders and pecs,
every line looked like it had been carefully sculpted, and I almost forgot to breathe.
When he moved closer, I smelled him—not a sweaty stench,
but that slightly warm post-workout scent mixed with body wash, totally irresistible.
In that instant a crazy thought flashed through my head—
I really wanted to get closer and lick his armpit…
(Where did that nerve come from? I’m usually so proper 😭)
While I was internally falling apart, he suddenly laughed and patted his solid thigh,
saying, 'Training’s exhausting—want to relax a bit.'
Then, without waiting for me to react, he plopped down on my bed, hands propped behind him,
chest pushed up high, muscles popping like he’d stepped out of a comic.
My weak-brained self actually blurted out, 'Do you want me to give you a massage?'
(After I said it I wanted to bite my tongue...)
He actually smiled happily and said, 'Sure, let’s see how you do.'
The next second he flopped flat on my bed, eyes half-closed, like he was waiting for me to 'start.'
I put my hand on his firm shoulder and felt that warm, slightly damp skin,
I was barely holding myself together,
especially every time he breathed a little or his body twitched slightly,
that warm scent would drift up to my nose,
and it nearly melted my last shred of reason.
Then he opened his eyes, stared at me and said in a low voice, 'You’re pretty good at this—want me to press longer?'
...
That night I only remember the air full of the mingled smell of sweat and body wash,
the bed gently moving with each breath,
the whole world reduced to his firm muscles and my burning palms.
I want to ask everyone,
if it were you and you met a hunk of a roommate like this,
could you resist?
(Or would you just… pounce?)
#HunkRoommateDaily #HeavenForBodyScentFans #HowDoYouLiveWithThisRoommate
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