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CHAPTER 23- RAPHAEL MOANING MY NAME
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2026-06-24 04:20:12
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Liam had barely Cracked the door open when the entire team piled into the room like a chaotic wave. Marcus led the charge, Big Mike right behind him, with Lee, Fred, Kowalski, and a few others crowding in, laughing and shoving each other.“Yo, what the hell is going on in here?” Marcus said, eyes darting between the rumpled bed and Liam’s flushed face. “You two look like you just got caught doing something nasty.”Big Mike let out a booming laugh, dropping onto the edge of the bed without invitation. “So… how was sleeping in one bed, boys? Did you cuddle? Who stole the blankets? Did either of you wake up spooning?”The room exploded in laughter and whistles. Lee leaned against the wall, grinning. “Come on, Cap. Spill. Was it spooning or was it big spoon/little spoon situation?”Fred joined in, “Bet Raphael was the big spoon. He looks like he’d hog the blankets.”Liam’s face burned. He crossed his arms, trying to look composed. "Really. Really guys? That's what you're starting with? Sh
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How do you act after hearing your old rival and nemesis, now roommate and Thorne in your flesh moan your name when jerking off?I almost didn't come out from the bathroom for 40 minutes and now Raphael was knocking and asking if I was okay.I AM NOT OKAY!I just heard Raphael fucking Thorne moan my name like a plea as he came while stroking his fucking big cock.Liam had stayed locked in the bathroom for nearly forty minutes since he'd gone back in.He leaned against the door, breathing ragged and uneven, the pillow still clutched uselessly in front of his crotch even though no one could see him. His cock was still half-hard, twitching traitorously at the memory of what he had just witnessed. And then the worst part Raphael had moaned his name.“Liam…”The sound echoed in his head, low and desperate, like a plea. Like Raphael had been thinking about him while he stroked himself. Like he had come thinking about him.Liam’s face burned with humiliation. He splashed more cold water on h
PUCKING MY ROOMMATE CHAPTER 23- RAPHAEL MOANING MY NAME
Liam raced to the bathroom his face burning in embarrassment.He slammed the bathroom door behind him and locked it with shaking fingers. He pressed his back against the wood, breathing hard, a hotel pillow clutched desperately in front of his crotch to hide the obvious, aching bulge in his sweatpants. His cock was rock hard, throbbing painfully against the fabric, the head already leaking steadily, soaking through the material.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.How the hell did he end up tangled in Raphael's arms like a puppy desperate for attention. He could still vividly remember the sensation of Raphael's warm hard body against his, their legs tangled like a fucking couple. How the hell had they discarded the pillow wall and why the hell did Raphael seem so pleased for the cuddling. He'd even felt Raphael's own cock. Shit! His thigh was right below it.Liam’s own cock jumped at the memory. Shame burned through him like acid, but the arousal wouldn’t fade. It only grew stronger.He turned on the c
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Liam stood frozen in the middle of the room, staring at the bed like it was an opponent he didn’t know how to face.“I’ll take the floor,” Liam said quickly, already moving toward the closet to grab extra blankets. “There should be enough here.”Raphael raised an eyebrow. “Don’t be ridiculous. We’re both adults. It’s a big bed. We can share.”Liam’s face heated. “I’m not sharing a bed with you.”Raphael leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, watching him with that calm, slightly amused expression that always got under Liam’s skin. “You’d rather sleep on the floor than share a king bed? That’s dramatic even for you.”“It’s not dramatic,” Liam muttered, pulling out a spare blanket and a pillow. “It’s practical.”Raphael sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Look, I’m not going to bite you in your sleep. We’ve shared tighter spaces before. Just get in the bed, Captain. You need rest before the game.”Liam hesitated, the blanket still in his hands. The logical part of his
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The bus hummed steadily down the highway, the low rumble of the engine mixing with the occasional soft snores from teammates scattered throughout the cabin. Liam sat rigid in his seat near the back, every muscle locked tight, staring out the window at the passing blur of trees and road signs. He hadn’t moved in what felt like hours.Raphael’s head was still resting on his shoulder.The weight was warm and surprisingly heavy, Raphael’s dark hair brushing against the side of Liam’s neck with every small shift of the bus. His breathing was deep and even, completely relaxed in sleep, one hand loosely resting on the armrest between them. Every time the bus hit a bump, Raphael’s body pressed a little closer, his shoulder molding against Liam’s, the faint scent of his shampoo filling Liam’s senses.Liam hadn’t pushed him off.He told himself it was because he didn’t want to wake Raphael and deal with the awkwardness. He told himself it was because the bus was full and there was nowhere else
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The apartment was a battlefield of open duffel bags, scattered gear, and half-folded clothes when Liam stood in the middle of his room, staring at his bag like it was an opponent he couldn’t quite figure out how to beat.The charity showcase game against the Shadow Reapers was only two days away. The team bus was scheduled to leave in less than an hour, and Liam felt like his nerves were stretched too tight. He kept folding the same pair of compression shorts over and over, mind drifting back to the rooftop conversation, the medical room moment, the dream that still haunted him every time he closed his eyes.A soft knock on his open door pulled him out of it.Raphael leaned against the frame, already dressed in a simple black hoodie and joggers, his own bag slung over one shoulder. “You almost ready? The bus will be here soon.”Liam nodded stiffly, not looking at him. “Yeah. Just finishing up.”Raphael stepped inside anyway, eyes scanning the room before pulling out a plushie from his
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