You and Connie are best friends, he helps you and you help him, you rely on each other. Connie has always had a crush on you, but he keeps to himself since he wants to stay with you no matter what and he can't risk ending your friendship over someth...
You headed downstairs and saw him in the dining room, eating at the table. You walked over to him,pulled his chair back, faced him and sat on his lap. You wrapped your arms around his neck, you rested your head on his shoulder.
"Y/N what are you doing?", he said with his mouth full, bewildered.
He hovered his arms behind your back to make sure you didn't fall.
"I just needed a hug, Connie,".
He rested his arms on your back, embracing you.
"Finally warmed up huh?", he chuckled.
"Mhmm, I guess you could say that", you replied while stuffing your face with the food he had on his plate.
You turned back to face him and you had food on your bottom lip, he wiped it off with his calloused thumb, and you guys laughed at how you basically ravaged his plate.
You reached back on the table to grab a napkin to make sure nothing else was on your face, but it was too far. You were straining yourself trying to reach for it without falling until you finally decided to hold onto his shoulder for support and reach back to grab one. You bounced back on his lap when you were able to get it, you smiled as you reveled in your victory.
When you looked at his face he looked nervous,anxious, you were confused as to why, since you thought he would be cheering alongside you.
You were puzzled until you looked down.
A tent had pitched in his pants caused by all the movements you made while you were on his lap.
His cheeks were flushed and he quickly lifted you up and off of him. He covered his erection and ran to the bathroom, ashamed.
You sat on the chair and waited for him to come back.
He was taking long so you went to the bathroom to make things less awkward.
You opened the door of the bathroom only to find him standing and stroking himself to relieve the tension he got from having you move while on him. He was groaning quietly, only to open his eyes and see you from the mirror, behind him, standing at the door.
You were stunned.
"OH, SHI-, FUCK", he quickly grabbed a hand towel and covered his erect member.
"Uh, I just came here to check on you, but it seems like you're doing pretty good", you teased.
He apologized "Y/N I'm so sorry".
He was humiliated by the fact that you, the person he was in love with, had to see him in such a "sad" state. He couldn't bear to look at you.
