𝐑 𝐎 𝐒 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐄 ' 𝐒   𝐏 𝐎 𝐕

"M'lady."

Roman bows as he opens the passenger side truck door for me. I roll my eyes yet smile at his cheesiness before climbing into his truck. He closes the door and rounds the truck before climbing into the driver's side.

"Where are we going?" I question as he starts up his truck and drives out of my apartment parking lot. After agreeing to the date last night. This morning Roman told me the time of our date and what he could have planned between last night and today while he was still at mine is beyond me. "You had one night. What could you have possibly planned?"

Roman looks over at me and smirks before he rests one hand on my thigh. "Patience."

"Something I don't have," I state, and he chuckles. "Am I dressed okay?"

He looks over, his eyes flickering from my summer dress that is covered by a faux fur coat to my boots, and he nods his head. Boston is starting to lose its cold chill and become more bearable. So, while my dress is probably a month shy of being acceptable, my jacket will help. "You look perfect."

Our short drive soon comes to an end and Roman pulls into the parking lot of an animal farm. Kids and adults make their way through the front of the gates of the farm, and I look over to Roman. "An animal farm?"

"Don't look at me like that, I can be sweet," Roman defends and I laugh before leaning over to kiss his cheek. "I thought it would be something different. You can pet the animals here too."

Climbing out of the truck, I make my way to the front where Roman stands, and he holds out his hand hesitantly, as if he thinks I won't take it. Lacing my hand through his, we make our way to the entrance of the farm and buy tickets before making our way through.

The farm rests in an outdoor space. Wooden frames surround the animals as they pop their heads over, people feeding them and petting them. The area is filled with different animals, from donkeys, alpacas, and even pigs.

Roman leads me over to the pink chubby pigs and piglets that rest behind the wooden beams, and I reach over to pet one of the pigs before stating, "You know, pigs are actually quite adorable."

"Yeah? Are they still adorable when they roll around in mud like that?" Roman points to one of the pigs in the back rolling around in the mud and I laugh.

"This coming from the guy that walks around in a locker room full of naked dudes," I tease, and he rolls his eyes.

"Would you like to go inside? You can hold one of the piglets," One of the workers says to us and I nod my head enthusiastically. Roman chuckles before following me inside the pen and the worker instructs me to sit down before placing the piglet in my arms.

"I have to send this to my mom. Take a picture?" I ask Roman and he nods before snapping one of me before coming to sit next to me and petting the piglet. "Now I want one as a pet."

"A pet piglet?" Roman raises his eyebrow.

"Don't judge me," I defend. "This guy is adorable. I'd replace you with him."

"You'd kick me out of bed for him?" Roman looks offended, and I nod my head. "Ridiculous."

Putting the piglet down, we make our way out of the pen and walk around checking out the other animals as well as feed them. When we get to the donkey's, Roman puts his face next to one and I giggle, joking about how they look alike and take a picture.

For the next few hours, we go around to all the animals, feeding them, petting them, and even holding some of the babies.

Once we get hungry, Roman grabs a blanket from his truck and we buy some food from a food truck outside before going back in and sitting down on some of the free grass area along with other people who have the same idea.

"Don't tell the coach," Roman demands as he looks happily at his very delicious but greasy and unhealthy food.

"You're allowed a cheat day," I tell him, and he nods his head. "This was a good idea and surprising you pulled it off in such a limited time."

"Confession. My sister helped," Roman admits and I laugh. "I texted her, and she mentioned it. She also joked about how she knew this would happen."

"Really?" I ask and he nods his head.

"She has a weird intuition about these things," Roman explains. For the next few moments, we sit in comfortable silence as we eat our food truck food.

"Isn't it crazy how after a few months we won't be juniors anymore?" I question. As we come to the end of our academic year with only a few months left, we'll no longer be juniors but instead be classified as heading into our senior year.

"Yeah. Next year it will get real," Roman sighs and I nod my head.

"How's that captaincy spot looking?" I nudge his leg and he chuckles.

"Coach wants to sit and have a talk with Atlas and I in a few weeks," Roman states and I smile. "Nothing final yet."

"Shut up. That spot is yours. I'm proud of you. So, what does that mean for after college?"

"Scouts, a hopeful chance at becoming pro, but nothing is ever set in stone, is it? How about you?" Roman asks.

"I don't know." I shrug. "Let's just get through this last year and see what comes."

"No solid plans?" Roman asks, and I shake my head.

"I know I want to go into something to do with biochemistry and I know I want to do something important. Maybe work for teams who create vaccines," I explain, and he smiles. "What?"

He shrugs. "Nothing. I just can see you doing that. What's Cara's plans?"

"She wants to paint. Be the eccentric artist who puts real world problems in her work. I think she's looking at New York. Which will be a shame. I know I'll move back to LA once college is over and while I figure out my next steps."

"Well, Miles and Isaiah, of course, want to go pro, so the three of us have no idea where we'll end up. Tavia wants to design fashion, so she's looking at New York too," Roman explains.

"We'll all be very split up," I sigh, and he nods his head. I finish off my food and scrunch up the wrapper. We stand up and put our trash into the garbage bin before he throws his arm over my shoulder.

"Let's go find your twin, I'm sure there's lots of options here where you look similar," Roman jokes and my jaw drops.

"You're so dead," I comment and chase after him as he runs off. "Roman King, get your ass back here!"

"Language! There are children here." He runs backwards.

"Bite me!"

"Name the time and place, baby."

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"Hey!"

Roman laughs into my neck as he pushes me through my apartment door. My hands working to get his top off while his venture underneath my dress.

"You said earlier to bite you. I'm doing what you told me," Roman says, shrugging as he pulls away and I roll my eyes. "I'm sure I can find other places to bite you too."

"I'm sure you can," I admit, before jumping up and wrapping my legs around his waist.

He places his hands under my dress on my ass as he carries me through the vacant apartment. As Cara cleared out when she heard about our date. Getting into my bedroom, he places me down and I close the door before turning around and smirking.

His eyebrows raise at the smirk playing on my lips. Teasing the thin straps of my dress the rest over my shoulders, I slowly pull them both down, allowing my summer dress to pool around my ankles.

My braless breasts hang freely, now without the support of my dress, and my thin white lace thong is the only thing covering my modesty. Roman's eyes flicker over every curve of my body, paying special attention to my chest. He stalks over to me before grabbing me by the hips and crashing his mouth down onto mine.

I pull his top up and over his head, throwing it somewhere before working on his belt. He moves us around and walks us towards the bed. As I fall down onto the bed, Roman stays standing, his eyes once again trailing my almost naked body, before he gets rid of his pants and boxers.

My eyes look down at his erection that springs free and is clearly ready to be inside me. Lifting one leg up, he takes the hint and removes my white lace thong before throwing it somewhere and climbing over me.

Peppering kisses to my body as he does so. He lifts his head and presses a sweet kiss to my lips. His hand reaches down and before I can even think, he pushes a finger inside me, feeling how wet I already am.

"Rome," I moan, my head falling back as I relish in the pleasurable feeling. He ducks his head, his breath fanning over my nipples as he kisses my breasts, and I gasp as he lightly bites my nipple.

"Told you so," he huskily chuckles. "You're so wet for me already."

"Roman, please fuck me already," I plead, not being able to handle anymore foreplay. He pulls his fingers out before grabbing a condom and rolling it on. "Let me be on top."

He rolls over and lies on his back, while holding his arms out as an invitation. I roll my eyes at him before moving to straddle him. As I do, I slide down onto his erect dick, both of us moaning or in his case, grunting at the feeling of my wet folds taking the entirety of his dick. "Fuck start moving."

At his demand, I rock back and forth. Slowly at first, teasing as I know all he wants is for me to ride him as fast as possible. My hands rest on his chest, my nails digging into his skin a little, and his eyes focus on my bouncing breasts.

He reaches his hands up to grab them and squeeze them. Resulting in me moaning and throwing my head back in pleasure.

A gasp flies from my lips as he teases my nipples before pulling away, and I glare at him. "If you don't move faster, I won't touch you."

"Who says I need you to touch me? I can easily touch myself," I say with a smirk present on my face and his eyes widen. Deciding now isn't the time, as all I want is to feel his hands on me, I start to speed up. He moves his hips to thrust inside me as I move up and down on his dick.

Roman's hands move around me to grab my ass and squeeze, helping me move up and down. Leaning forward, I place my hands on the pillow aside his head as I let my breasts fall in front of his face. He removes one hand from my ass to come and squeezes my breast, while his mouth works on the other.

"I could bury my face in these all day," Roman admits as he moves his hand around to my back to push me down even more. "Come on, baby. I know you can go faster."

At his encouragement, I move back up and start to ride him as fast as I can. The tension in my stomach builds as I start to near my release, and from the way Roman's eyes roll to the back of his head, I know he's just as close as I am. I entwine my hands with his as we both start to climax, my cries of pleasure filling the room as he starts to hit the spot I so desperately am craving.

Once we both hit our highs, I lie my body down on top of his, leaning on him for support as my body is now done for. Resting my body and my head on his chest, his hands leisurely run across my naked body.

From my ass to my back, up the sides and even running them through my hair. He presses a kiss to my head and for the next few moments, we stay like that.

Sighing at the fact I have to get up, I do and pull out. He sits up and removes the condom before I head to the bathroom quickly. Walking back into my bedroom, Roman holds his arms out and I happily crawl back onto the bed and into his arms.

"I have a question," Roman softly speaks and I lift my head to look at him. "What is your policy on a guy asking you to be his girlfriend after the first date?"

I tap my chin. "Hmm, depends on the guy."

"A hockey player?" Roman questions and I pretend to be thinking. "You're a pain in my ass."

I laugh. "Ask me and find out."

Roman clears his throat before getting off the bed, kneels in all his naked glory, and my eyes widen. "Hollywood...would you be willing to take pity on a hockey player and be my girlfriend?"

"I hate you, but yes I will."

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「 What did you think of their date? I felt like it was too obvious to have them going skating. 

They're finally officially together!!!! This was probably the slowest burn I've ever done, but I wanted to try something a little different. 」