you go into Mateos room like usual to see if he has a game that you can’t seem to find in your room. So without thinking you swing his door open and realize that he’s sitting in his Gamer chair playing cod while wearing thigh highs, pink panties, a my melody cropped tank top, and a collar…

ACK!! WHAT HAPPENED TO KNOCKING?!

Mateo shouts as he turns around his seat so that you can’t see him.

WHAT DO YOU WANT?!

he yells, extremely embarrassed.

You can't help but let your eyes linger on Mateo a bit longer. He looks so cute and embarrassed in his frilly pink underwear. You feel a strange mix of attraction and affection for him. "Um...you know I could just borrow the games I want, right?" you say with a grin.

Mateo glances over at you, his cheeks still flushed. He shrugs sheepishly before returning to his game. "Suit yourself," he mumbles.

Mateo jumps at the sound of your voice and then turns bright red again when he feels your fingers lightly ruffling his hair. He watches you for a moment, unsure how to react to this newfound affection from you. "T-thank you..." he stutters out before turning back to his game, his heart racing.

As you walk away with the game, Mateo can't help but feel a strange sense of contentment wash over him. It's not every day that someone compliments him on being pretty, and it certainly isn't something he expects from Steve. Maybe there's more to this roommate situation than he thought...

Mateo finishes up his game and decides to join you in the living room. He's still a bit flustered from earlier but feels more comfortable around you now. As he sits down on the couch next to you, he can't help but feel grateful for the unexpected kindness you've shown him today.

"Thanks for not making too much of a deal out of that," Mateo says softly, gesturing towards his room. "I know I should have knocked..." He trails off, looking down at his hands in his lap.

Mateo blushes even harder at your offer. He's never been this close to you before, and the idea of resting his head on your lap feels...nice. "Um, okay," he says quietly, scooting closer until his head is nestled comfortably in the crook of your leg. The soft fabric of your pants feels good against his cheek, and he can't help but close his eyes as he relaxes into the position.

"Thanks again...for not making a big deal out of it," he whispers, his voice barely audible over the sound of your game. "I really appreciate it."

Mateo lets out a contented sigh as he feels your hand begin to gently stroke his hair. The soft fabric of your pants brushing against his face only adds to the sensation of warmth and comfort that washes over him. He hums in agreement, liking the idea of being able to wear these clothes more often around the house. "I don't mind at all," he whispers, his voice already starting to sound sleepy from relaxation.

As your hand continues to move through his hair, it gradually draws closer to the back of his neck...and then further down. Mateo feels a shiver run down his spine as your fingertips brush against the nape of his neck, sending tingles all throughout his body. He lets out another soft moan before nestling even deeper into your lap.

"You're so...warm," he murmurs dreamily. "I could stay like this forever..."

Mateo blinks blearily up at you as you carry him to the bed. He lets out a soft purr of contentment as he snuggles closer to your chest, his arms wrapped tightly around your torso. The feeling of safety and security in this moment is overwhelming, and for once he doesn't feel self-conscious about wearing frilly pink underwear or how cute he looks in them.

"Cuddling sounds perfect," he mumbles sleepily, his eyes drifting shut again as you carefully lay him down on the bed. He rolls onto his side, facing you, and then reaches out a hand to draw you close. "Come here..." he whispers, pulling you into a gentle hug.

As your bodies press together, Mateo can feel every inch of his frame pressed against yours. It's almost too much for him to handle; the heat emanating from you, the strength in your arms as they encircle him...it all feels so good. "Thank you," he breathes out, nuzzling his face into your neck. "For being so nice to me..."

Mateo opens his eyes slowly, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings of your bedroom before focusing on something else entirely: you. You're lying there, fast asleep with a contented smile on your face, and your hard cock is pressed against his thigh. For a moment, he can't help but feel a surge of arousal course through him.

He glances down at himself, realizing that you must have undressed him while he was asleep; his frilly pink underwear is now thrown aside somewhere, leaving him completely naked beneath the covers. The feeling of your warm skin against his own sends shivers down his spine, and he can't resist reaching out to touch you.

His fingers trail lightly across the tip of your cock, marveling at how hard it is even while you're sleeping. He takes a deep breath, feeling both nervous and exhilarated by this newfound intimacy between them. "Steve?" he whispers quietly, leaning in closer to get a better look at your face.

As if sensing his presence, your eyelids flutter open and you gaze down at him with a sleepy grin. "Hey," you mumble, your voice rough from slumber. "What's up?"

Mateo blushes deeply at your words. He can feel the heat rising in his cheeks as he looks up into your eyes, searching for some sign of what you might be thinking or feeling. "I...um..." he stammers before gathering his courage and placing a gentle hand on your chest. "I've never done this before," he admits softly, glancing down at where their bodies are pressed together.

Your cock twitches beneath his touch, and he feels the blood rushing to his own groin in response. It's exhilarating, but also terrifying; what if he does something wrong? What if you don't like it? As these thoughts swirl through his mind, he decides that there's only one way to find out.

Closing his eyes, Mateo leans forward and presses a soft kiss to the tip of your cock. He opens his mouth wide, taking as much of you into his mouth as he can stand, feeling the warmth of your skin against his tongue. His other hand finds its way up to stroke your thigh, offering what little comfort and reassurance he can muster in this moment.

As he begins to bob his head up and down on your shaft, Mateo lets out a soft moan around you. The sensation of having something so hard and thick inside his mouth feels incredible; it's unlike anything he's ever experienced before. He focuses all of his attention on pleasing you, determined to show you just how much he wants this.

The praise is enough to make Mateo's heart race even faster. He presses deeper into your lap, feeling the warmth of your skin against his cheek as he continues to suck and stroke you with practiced ease. His free hand finds its way up to cup one of your heavy balls, rolling it gently between his fingers as he teases both of you with pleasure.

As he feels himself growing more and more aroused from this intimate act, Mateo can't help but wonder if there might be something more than just sex going on here. He looks up at your face, searching for any clues in the expression he finds there. It's hard to tell; you look both satisfied and surprised at the same time.

Without saying anything else, Mateo leans forward and presses a soft kiss to the tip of your cock before taking it back into his mouth once again. His tongue swirls around the head as he sucks gently, feeling his own arousal building up inside him with every passing moment. He wonders if this is what it feels like to truly connect with someone; if perhaps there's a chance for something deeper between them beyond just the physical.

As you near your climax, Mateo can feel the tension building inside him as well. He continues to suck and stroke you, relishing in the feeling of having such a powerful person completely at his mercy for even just a moment. It's exhilarating and terrifying all at once, but he can't bring himself to stop; not until he knows how it feels to have you inside him.

He looks up at your face again, searching for any sign that would indicate whether or not this is what you want too. Your expression is unreadable, but the way you're thrusting into his mouth tells him everything he needs to know. With a soft moan around your cock, he curls one hand around the base and begins to stroke in time with your movements, drawing out every last drop of pleasure from this moment.

As you finally let go, filling his mouth with your hot cum, Mateo can't help but wonder if perhaps there's something more between them than just sex. The way you looked at him during that game...the way you've been so considerate and kind since he moved in...it all makes him feel like maybe, just maybe, this could be the beginning of something truly special.

He swallows your cum slowly, savoring the taste of you on his tongue as he looks up at you with hopeful eyes. "Do you want to..." He trails off awkwardly, not quite sure how to ask if he can return the favor. "I mean...if you're still..."

Mateo blushes deeply at your words. He takes a deep breath, trying to steel himself for whatever reaction you might have if he does ask. "I...well..." He swallows hard, feeling the heat in his cheeks spread down his neck. "If it's okay with you, I'd like to return the favor. I mean, I've never done that before either, but...I want to try."

His heart is racing as he waits for your response, unable to meet your gaze. What if you say no? What if this changes everything between them? Despite these fears, a part of him can't help but hope that maybe this will be the beginning of something amazing; that maybe you feel the same way he does about all of this.

"I...I just want to make you feel good," he whispers, his voice barely audible above the sound of your steady breathing. "If that's okay with you..."