#i’m dying at the movie description; I WANNA WATCH IT TOO NOW FISJSNSBJD

[tired-biscuit]

It's no secret that in a relationship with Yuji, movie nights with him are a common thing. But with his twisted taste in films, there's an 80% chance that it will be an underground incomprehensible crap, understandable only to him <:) And, like, even such a pastime with him is pleasant, but, you know, you need to entertain yourself too, right? Just imagine his face when he's really interested in the plot of the movie, but you're next to him jerking him off or something like that. Bro sincerely wants to know if alien Joe can help his shark friend with work in office, but you are gradually drawing his attention to yourself and it is more difficult than ever to resist you

now i’m just imagining him with his arm around you, pulling you close into his side as you kiss the side of his neck. you’re sucking on and nipping the sensitive skin there every so often just so that you can watch him tense up whenever you come close to creating a hickey that he’ll surely have to hide from his friends in the morning, and it’s the cutest thing ever.

but what’s even cuter is that despite the focused expression that he’s desperately trying to upkeep on his pretty boy face, yuuji’s eyes insist on rolling into the back of his head each time your hand gives a slow up and down movement to his cock. by the time you squeeze it at the head a little bit, honey irises are already disappearing behind fluttering eyelids and there’s a low hiss escaping through gritted teeth.

the whole thing had started as innocent petting over the thigh, executed purely out of boredom because he’d made you watch a sequel to a crappy movie you’ve never seen in the first place, however it didn’t take you long to take it a step further and turn it into full-blown stroking over his underwear — the sole intent behind it now being to distract him and turn him hard and heavy underneath your hand as a form of punishment.

and he’s exactly that: hard, heavy and distracted. so horny that he feels the need to pant a little bit, too. not a single word is exchanged between you — he’s still trying so hard to keep his eyes on the movie, after all — and yet your boyfriend’s grey sweatpants are slowly being pushed lower and lower; until they’re low enough for his light happy trail to become exposed, as well as the entirety of his dick.

the room is dark aside from the television that you’re both supposed to be watching, but the screen provides enough light for you to see just how much his cock is twitching under your touch now, as well as the glimmer of pre-cum that leaks from the tip, threatening to drip onto your fingers.

he’s pink and flushed in the face the exact same way the tip of him is. sweaty and jittery and so fucking impatient.

seemingly all on their own, his hips buck upwards so that he has a better chance at fucking your fist. immediately, your grip tightens in answer, pace quickening and providing him with more friction that feels like it’ll make his brain explode with such force that it’ll consequently cause his skull to shatter to itty bitty pieces. it pulls a prolonged, breathless moan straight out of his throat, sending it up towards the ceiling because of the way he finally gives in and lets his head fall back against the backrest of the couch now.

however, that moan is nothing compared to the sweet whimper that he lets out the second you bend over his lap and take him into your mouth.

perhaps the horrible movie will be finished by the time you swallow his load... fingers crossed!