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#RoomLife

Marie Bits and Michael Cross are flatmates, and then they become show mates. After a traumatic night involving a fluffy cat, both are pulled into a reality show, depicting their daily lives living together. When people begin commenting they are couple #goals, Marie and Michael find themselves in a sticky situation, trying to navigate living their lives and becoming increasingly popular to the public eye. Will time show Marie and Michael as soulmates, or just two souls crossing each other at wrong bits of time? Entry for WPC 255 :)

hidingpanduh · 现代言情
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12 Chs

Premiere of Episode 1

Warning!!! Mature seggs scene 🍆 + 🍑 = 👶 ??? (hehehehe)

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I woke up early Friday morning with a goofy smile on my face.

Kicking my legs up, I pumped my fist in the air.

"Hallelujah!" I whispered.

I got up from bed, folding my sheets and fluffing my pillow. I skipped to my closet to choose a cute outfit for the day. After all, it would only be Michael seeing me but I wanted to look good for myself firstly and then for him too.

THE CAMERAS WERE OFF FOR THE WHOLE DAY TODAY!

The reason I was excited was because I could have the whole day with Michael, and nobody would be listening in on our conversations, we wouldn't have to tiptoe or hide anything from each other. So I decided to take a morning shower to freshen up. I grabbed my blue V-neck shirt and elastic banded black shorts along with a set of lingerie.

I brushed my teeth and then jumped in the shower in a jiffy. I was almost done with my shower when Michael knocked on the bathroom door.

"Marie, I need the toilet," He said, his husky morning tone liquifying my insides with warmth.

"Just a sec," I called as I squeezed my hair and droplets fell on the bathroom mat. I pulled on the lingerie, wrapped the towel around my body and opened the door for Michael, taking a few steps outside of the bathroom to let him in.

Michael was already up and had showered after his early morning run from the looks of it. He was wearing a black tee and distressed faded black trousers. When he saw me in just my thin white towel, he gulped in a breath, eyes widening. He leaned on the doorframe for support, before he checked for the cameras quickly. He came into the bathroom, closing the door behind him as if to protect me from the camera view. Our gazes still stuck to one another. He trapped me between his arms.

"It's Friday, no cameras," I whispered, lifting my hand to trail the shape of his lips. He caught my hand beneath his, pupils dilating.

I tipped my head back to look at him appreciating me and he closed his eyes for a few seconds like he was trying to memorize the lines of my body.

"Are you going to shock me like this every morning?" He asked, shaking his head.

"Maybe just on Fridays," I bit my lip and smiled like a cheeky monkey.

As I dropped the towel in the next second, Michael's already blown up eyes doubled in hunger that spoke volumes.

Michael's lips claimed mine just as his hands came to rest on my hips. I reached up to twine my arms around him, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. His lips left mine to bite my ear lightly. I moaned and he placed a couple of open mouth kisses over my neck before returning to my lips.

We kissed for a few moments, before he pulled away.

"May I...?" He asked the question that excited me the most.

I nodded, and he resumed touching my body, skimming my shoulders and pressing his fingers against my waist. His hands roamed from my waist to the back of my bra hooks. Unclipping the hooks, my bra dropped to the floor and there I was topless for him to see. There was no time to be shy, besides I didn't feel shy with Michael, now that I knew he liked me the same way.

"Marie...you are stunning." He grinned before he closed the distance between us, one hand teasing a breast and his lips paying attention to the other. I arched my back and let him love all of me. When his other hand strayed down to the tips of my underwear, he slid my underwear to the side. Michael pushed two fingers into my wet folds, and I gasped, grinding against him slightly so he could reach in further.

"Michael," I uttered when I saw the direction his mouth was going.

"Baby, I know," He smiled against my navel and I felt the curve of his lips against my skin. Then his face disappeared between my thighs and I cried out when his tongue entered and tasted me intimately.

Michael reduced me to a moaning sex machine that morning and needless to say, we spent most of the day indoors, exploring and getting familiar with each other's bodies.

In the evening we decided to think up ideas for our outdoor disguises in case we needed to go to public places and people recognized us, seeing as that was happening over the past week more often than not.

"What if I dye my hair?" I asked Michael.

He took a strand of my hair and twisted it between his fingers.

"Hm, but they'll see it because we'll be filming still," He thought out loud.

"Ah, true. How about ugly hoodies and caps/face masks?" I asked.

"That could work, come here," Michael beckoned me to his room.

I had never been into his room. His room had some of his running and academic accomplishments on the wall.

And then there was that pink letter among the other things stuck to his wall.

"Hey, what's this?" I asked. I couldn't help a bit of the jealous tone seeping into my voice, raising into a higher pitch.

"Oh that, I'm sponsoring a child." He explained.

I watched him, eyes almost watering as I was moved by his care and affection.

"There's so many kids in poverty who need more support, and not just a coin tossed at them. They need families, love, care. So I chose to sponsor a child, her name's Kerry. She's the cutest, we keep in touch through letters and such while I sponsor her financially." Michael showed me a picture of Kerry.

I wrapped my arms around Michael and hugged him.

"You a big squishy teddy bear," I said.

Michael cleared his throat and he tried to act manly with a tough voice and showing his muscles, "No, I'm not!"

"Anyways, here. Take a hoodie." Michael said.

He passed me a huge oversized plain black hoodie, and a black cap.

"Damn, I feel like I'm going undercover." I said.

Michael smiled and he said, "You're definitely going undercovers...with me."

I slapped his shoulder and said, "Get your head out of the gutter, young man."

"You first," He teased and picked me up, depositing me on his bed.

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We went viral after episode one premiered.

There was some general interest when the promo premiered but now that episode one was out, and people knew we were dating all eyes were on us. Everyone loved the CrossBit games and the Tied Together truth or dare.

"Really, they didn't actually leave when you confessed. Sneaky Fern!" I said as we watched the scene where Michael told me he liked me and wanted to get to know me. That was the closing of episode one where the ending was like, "stay tuned as to what Marie's answer was and what happens next!"

"Well, her name is like a camouflage bush anyways, it's sneaky," Michael said.

I nodded in agreement as we sat on our couch together, snacking and talking after the episode.

We suddenly had lots of calls that night, from Hollywood congratulating us on our dating to our family and friends. Hollywood also wanted to talk about the success of the show and more promotional things we could do, paid efforts.

"The Daily Scoop, Evenings with Darryl, and our own Ring channel all want to set up an interview date with both of you. We are in the process of hiring PAs for you two to help you organize everything while you need to prepare for the next week's filming. The next episode will air in two weeks from now and in between there's some photoshoot opportunities too."

I felt quite overwhelmed after the news that we were viral.

Anna texted me and said, "Bitch, you viral girl!"

She sent me a post and videos that circulated the internet about me and Michael and #RoomLife, spilling the gossip on us and she screenshotted some of her favorite comments.

Anna said, "But there's this one person who's kinda insane. They keep attacking you and targeting you in the comments on every page. Saying things like 'attention whore Marie, I'm coming for you!' Forget them, they don't know what they're talking about."

I felt a chill freezing all my blood, and I made sure all the windows and doors were closed before going to sleep.

Even with the warmth of Michael's kisses and hugs to pacify me, I couldn't shake the horrendous feeling of being constantly badmouthed by a stalker as I went to bed that night.

OoooOOOOO WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT????? Let's see ;) Finally some steamy action between Marie and Michael!!! Feel free to let me know thoughts and comments. Also, please read and support my new book My Bloody Valentine that's in for the current WPC if you can :)

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