EroticReverie

*commissioned*

Daphne

Listening to the banging of the bed and the squeaking through the thin walls is torture. Because I'm drunk , and over emotional, I start to cry. Stuffing my face into my pillow like I'm a younger teenager again, crying over fucking Roman Hudson once again. 

I hear the girls dramatic moaning and screams, and I roll my eyes. Nobody can be that good at fucking a girl that it would be necessary for such a show. I think back to my voo doo attempt I'd made when I was younger, and wish it'd worked cause I'd stab eight hundred pins into a doll, and rip out it's blonde fucking hair. 

In order to get the sounds out of my head I grab a book and make my way out of the apartment and down to the main lobby of the apartment building. It's nothing special, just a small room with a few chairs and I sit and read.

A little while later, and a few chapters in a group of three guys walks into the hotel, and I ignore them keeping my nose down in my book.

"What are ya reading?" one of the guys asks. 

I ignore him and don't look up. 

"Hey gorgeous, what are you reading?" he tries again, stopping as his friends keep walking toward the elevators. 

I sigh and look up , but when I do , my brows lift and he gives me a terribly charming smile, with a little dimple in his cheek that makes me want to punch him. I can be a little aggressive when drinking, and when scorned. 

"The name is Daphne, not gorgeous." I tell him, closing my book. 

The side of his mouth turns up. 

"Well then Daphne, my apologies." he says walking over. 

He's wearing a suit.

"Do you have a name?" I ask cocking my head. 

"Hunter..Gibbs...I live in 5D" he says. 

I give him a little up and down look as I sit in my grey long sleeved shirt, pajamas pants and slippers.

"It's a little late for a meeting, what's with the suit?" I ask. 

He laughs and walks a few steps closer and puts his hands in his pants pockets and leans on the arm of one of the other chairs. My eyes flick down for a moment to the way the tight dark grey pants hug his package. I look back up and he hides a little smirk. 

"Celebrating a promotion with friends and co workers." he says. 

"Your promotion?" I ask. 

He smiles. "Yes, mine." 

"Well congratulations Hunter Gibbs, I'm so proud of you." I say, knowing the stranger doesn't deserve my snark or sarcasm. 

He laughs. "Thanks Daphne, I appreciate it. So you live here?" 

"No, I often read at night in my pajamas in random apartment buildings." I say. 

He smiles and nods. "That's cool." 

I let out a little laugh and roll my eyes and open my book back up. 

"Am I bothering you?" he asks, and I look up as he tilts his head to the side. 

"Not really." I answer.

He laughs. "Well, I guess that's better than a flat yes." he says and sits down into the chair. 

"So, assuming the travelling to apartment buildings to read was sarcasm, when did you move in? I've never seen you." he says. 

I close my book again and set it on the arm of the chair. 

"Are you the apartment watch? Keep track of everyones coming and goings? Normally the nosy people are the old ladies with an apartment full of cats or little yappy dogs." I say. 

I note his amused smirk. 

"Are you always this friendly?" he asks resting his hands on the ends of the arm of the chair as he relaxes back into it. 

"Yes." I answer. 

"Good. It keeps people on their toes" he says.

"I moved in today." I say. 

"Oh to 4A?" he says and my brows raise. 

"Ummm, ok, you ARE the apartment watch apparently. Does whatever little old lady that lives in the building know you've taken her job of spying?" I ask. 

He laughs. 

"I know Rob and Roman" he laughs. 

I cock my brow. 

"So which one are you dating?" he asks. 

"Let me guess...." he says before I can answer. 

"You look like a Rob girl." he says. 

"gross." I make a face. 

He laughs. "Not your type?" 

"I'd hope not, since he's my brother." I answer.

He laughs and then apologizes. "Ooops, sorry" 

After a moment of him studying me he speaks again.

"So, are you dating anyone?" he asks. 

I cross my arms and cock my head and study him right back. 

"Why? Do you also make it a point to know all the tenants personal lives as well?" I ask.

He smirks. "No, but I'd like to ask you to have a drink with me, and I don't want to do that if you're currently dating someone." he says. 

My eyebrows lift slightly. 

"Do you have a pajama fetish or something?" I ask looking down at my clothes and he laughs. 

"Maybe" He shrugs.

I sigh and answer him. "No, I'm not dating anyone." I reply. 

"Me either." he says. 

"Good to know." I say and he smirks. 

"So..." he says. "You want to have a drink and delight me with more of your charming sarcasm?" 

I fight my smile. 

"You can come to our apartment...I'm not going to a strangers apartment." I say.

"smart" he says. 

"Are Rob and Roman home?" he asks standing as I do too and grab my book. 

"Roman is...Rob is still out." I answer. 

"Hmm" he says as he walks beside me to the elevator. 

I look at him. 

"Don't worry, we can still have sex." I say pressing the up button on the elevator. 

He laughs and looks at me, eyebrows raised. 

"Excuse me?" he asks. 

I look to him. 

"Oh, I'm sorry, were you looking to do a puzzle together? Perhaps we could do some arts and crafts?" I say , cocking my head. 

"You want to have sex with me?" he asks. 

I give a shrug. 

"Can you not perform?" I ask. 

He just laughs as the elevator doors open and we step inside. 

"You're quite crass." he says as the door shuts. 

"How old are you?" I ask. 

"twenty five...you?" he cocks a brow. 

"Twenty." I answer. 

I press the button to the fourth floor. 

"Should I press five ? Are you going to pretend you don't want to have sex with me?" I ask him as the elevator starts to move. 

"Okay, if we're being this blunt...yes. the second I saw you I thought about taking you to my apartment and fucking you , and pulling this pretty pink hair." he says lifting his hand and flicking a strand between his fingers. 

"But then , you were a little more than I'd bargained for, and your oh so charming and winning personality won me over, and now...I'm intrigued by more than just your pretty face and perky tits, and thinking about more than how you sound while cumming." he says. 

My jaw drops. He smirks and steps back. 

"What?" he cocks his head with a little smirk. 

"So vulgar Mr. Gibbs." I say and he laughs. 

The door to the elevator opens and he follows me to the apartment. 

"Listen.." I say turning. 

"All I want is sex." I say. 

His eyebrows raise. "Ouch." but he laughs. 

"I'm not in the right space for anything else right now." I say. 

He nods. "Fair enough little heart breaker." 

I roll my eyes and push open the door and we walk in and I see Roman standing in his boxers in the kitchen drinking a bottle of gatorade. 

He freezes, and lowers it as he looks at me and then at Hunter. 

"Whats up" Hunter lifts his chin, nodding at Roman. 

"Hunter, what are you doing here?" Roman looks confused. 

"Met this charming little lady in the lobby, she invited me up to do a puzzle and some arts and crafts" Hunter says. I roll my eyes with a slight laugh and nudge him with my elbow. 

"Shut up" I say shaking my head. . 

"See" Hunter says pointing at me. "That's the charm." 

"Puzzles?" Roman says setting down his bottle of gatorade. 

Out walks the leggy blonde and into the kitchen and she looks at me and at Hunter and smiles. She's wearing nothing but panties. She's fucking naked in her panties in the kitchen, acting like it's nothing. 

"Oh hey, we thought you left" She says to me as Roman looks to her, eyes wide.

"Giselle..you couldnt put a t shirt on?" he asks as she giggles and shrugs, and kisses his cheek. 

"I didnt think anyone was here!" she says with a little giggle and wraps her arms around Roman from behind , her hands sliding up his chest, the other down the front over his boxers. 

"Right" I say and turn to Hunter, who will definitely get his dick sucked, because he's looking away, and not at the naked model blonde, who OF COURSE is named something fancy like Giselle. She couldn't be a Mildred? or a Gertrude? 

I grab Hunter's hand and take him to my room.

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Roman

I know I have no right to be pissed. But I'm fucking pissed. Hunter is a player, and he's going to hurt Daphne. 

"You ready to go again?" Giselle purrs into my ear. 

I ignore and just stare at the empty hallway and the closed door to Daphnes bedroom. 

I can't help but think I fucked up. Daphne looked annoyed, and irritated, with not only a naked Giselle , but with me. What was I supposed to do? Things were getting too serious on the couch, and I was being reminded of how easy it was to be around Daphne, how she was so fucking perfect and fun, and fucking...gorgeous. I can't keep pining for her, Rob would flip. And even if he was okay with it, what if things didn't work out with me and Daphne? It would ruin my friendship with her, and with Rob. 

"Baaabyyyy" Giselle whines beside me. 

I let out a sigh and walk with her back to my bedroom, across from Daphne's and hear Daphne laughing along with Hunter and then grit my teeth and go into my room with Giselle. 

"Be right back" I hear Daphne say as I hear her door open and then shut, and hear her feet walk towards the bathroom, but I don't hear the door close, just hear the medicine cabinet opening and shutting, and the drawers. 

"Be right back." I tell Giselle and before she can protest I'm out of my room, closing the door and going to the bathroom. 

"I told you i'd be right ba-" Daphne stops talking when she lifts her head, her smile fading as she looks at me. "Oh....I thought you were Hunter."

"Puzzles, huh?" I ask as she looks through the drawers.

She huffs and rolls her eyes. "Yep." 

"What are you looking for then?" I ask. 

She puts her hands on her hips and gives me a look. 

"there's no condoms in here." I tell her. 

"You and Giselle use them all?" she cocks her brow, her lips tightening. 

"What are you doing? Bringing home a guy you dont even know?" I ask. 

"Puzzles." she says and goes to brush past me and I stop her grabbing her arm and she yanks her arm away.

"Daphne, stop" I say as she keeps walking, but she turns in the bathroom doorway and then points at me , stepping toward me, poking me in the chest.

"You dont get to ask what IM doing, it's none of your business Roman, go fuck Giselle." she snips and turns. 

I pull her back again and go to pull her into me, her eyes going wide when I grab her face and bring my face towards her quickly. 

She shoves me at my chest and then with a crack of her hand, slaps me across my face. 

"Screw you Roman!" she says, her jaw clenching as I stare at her stunned. 

"I'm sorry, I...I thought it's what you wanted" I say still stunned and confused.

She laughs throwing her head back. 

"You think what I wanted was for you to kiss me right after you've just fucked another girl?" she says, clearly pissed. Rightfully so. 

"no" I shake my head. "But on the couch...I thought we.."

She holds up a hand. 

"Just stop Roman, before you make this living arrangement messy. We're friends. That's it. That's all we're ever going to be." she says. 

It's a shock to hear her say it, to shut it down.

"Daph, I..." 

"Stop it!" she hisses. 

"I don't want to hear it Roman." she says and crosses her arms. 

"Did you find-" a male voice stops in the doorway.

Hunter looks at me , reads the tension in the room and Daphne spins. 

"no, sorry, was looking, there's none in here." she says. 

Hunter clears his throat. "That's fine, we can just-"

"I have some in my room." I say. 

Hunters brows raises and Daphne turns her head. 

"Just....let me get them" I say and then move past her and then Hunter steps out of the way as I walk to my room. 

I grab a strip on condoms from my dresser and go back to the door, opening it to Hunter standing there and Daphne already in her room, her back to the door, sliding her slippers off. 

"thanks man, I owe you." Hunter says with a smile and turns. 

"Got em!" Hunter says, walking to her room, and she turns laughing and he waves them, then tosses them to the side , onto her bed and then reaches for her and pulls her to him. I see him lean down and know that he's kissing her. 

I slam my door shut.