"Oh, I could handle it." Malia winks at you as she continues her workout. "I'm tougher than I look!" She punches the air in front of her and laughs again before going back to shadow boxing.
After a moment, she asks, "Hey, Gator, do you want to go with me tonight? There's this bar we sometimes sneak off to after lights out... it's got games and stuff."
Ah, maybe? I say looking a the ceiling as I consider her offer. It's just... I'm not sure if I should go out drinking on my first day and all. Not to sound like a stick in the mud or anything. I laugh warmly, sitting up and watching her punch and dodge the air. Either way, you're kind to offer. I say softly, looking down at my hands. It seems like a bad idea to start separating myself from my roommate already. You know... I think I will go with you. Been awhile since I've done something I wasn't 'supposed' to do.
Malia stops mid-punch and turns to face you, breaking into an enormous grin. "Hell yeah! You won't regret it, Gator!"
She bounds over to your bed and grabs your arm, pulling you up off the mattress. Her grip is surprisingly strong despite her petite frame. She drags you towards the door, where she pauses and looks back at you with a wicked gleam in her eye.
"You better keep up! I don't want to have to leave your scrawny ass behind."
Malia grins, her fingers curling into a fist at her side. "Fine by me," she says with a sultry laugh. "I'm not one to shy away from a challenge." With that, she lunges forward and presses her body against yours, her warm breath tickling your ear as she whispers, "How good are you at taking what you want?"
Her hands snake around to cup your ass, pulling you even closer.
I'd grab her by her neck, pinning her against the shower wall, as I lean in close I think I'm very good at that.. as I kiss her neck
Malia groans softly into your kiss as you pin her against the shower wall. Her hands curl around your shoulders, digging into your flesh. She arches her back, pressing her body even tighter against yours as she moans with desire. "Then take what you want," she pants, her words muffled by your lips.
Her hips grind against yours in invitation, and Luke can feel how wet she is already.