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Reward~

Warnings: Potential public peeing. Peeing pants. Male reader. Self coaxing. Mention of writing/work/essay. Use of vulgar words (cock, fuck etc.). Desperation.

Character/s Used: Oh it's a wonderful Mystery~

Summary: He needed to finish..He was so close..He could feel himself reaching his limit..and when it was all over and he could let go of it, He could finally relax..Oh, and he had to finish his work as well.

Inspiration: Unknown~

Authors Note: God I love a submissive male~

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He checked the clock for the third time that minute, wondering how two hours had already passed. His knee continued to hurriedly bounce from under his desk, The belt of his jeans feeling particularly tighter than earlier that day.

One would assume that he was just stressed, worried about this final project, That he only had ten more minutes to finish. But with his bladder fill to the brim and his cock just begging for release, It became a little more difficult to focus and ten more minutes felt like an eternity.

Now you may be thinking to yourself, Why hold it? Why not just go to the bathroom, come back and then finish it?

But this, This desperation, this aching he felt in his lower torso and constant pulse from his cock in a desperate plea of release, it was all a reward.

He wasn't letting himself go until he pressed that send button, a release of the mind and of the body he was soon to have. But apparently for his desperate mind that fought with the decision he'd made with himself earlier, was negotiable.

"Just..Just a little bit.." He spoke out loud to himself as he re-read his current paragraph, while moving a hand discreetly down to lay on his thigh, resisting the urge to grab himself or wiggle in his seat. He would be mature about this, Just a few little drips..Just to release some pressure.

But the words on his screen quickly became a blur as he relaxed his bladder for a short moment, a short but strong hiss escaped his body as a hopefully small amount of pee did as well.

Composure now out the window, He quickly grabbed himself with a soft moan under his breath, eyes closed and reminiscing in the slowly fading pleasure he'd felt for a mere second.

He leaned back in their chair for a moment and glanced down to his crotch, spotting a small wet patch within an instant. He wanted more, But he would have to work for it.

Two more lines, Another second of release.

The patch on their pants was slowly becoming bigger.

Four more lines, Two seconds of release.

"Fuck.." He breathed, Squeezing his eyes shut as he reluctantly cut off his stream, a soft groan leaving him as he let his head fall back for a moment. "No..A few more seconds.." He convinced himself before even touching the keyboard once more, Not needing much convincing as he let his eyes close and his stream go for a few more seconds. He hummed softly feeling the warmth grow in his intimates, The job of his underwear to try and soak up any dribbles and drops now gone as his pants were now attempting the act, But the amount of pee in him was a much greater force.

"Okay okay..That's enough.." He breathed, squeezing his thighs together and sitting up in their chair once more, taking in a deep breath and focusing on the screen infront of them. Just a few more lines.

"One last push."

His hips slowly grinding against the chair beneath him in his desperate attempt to hold on for the final release.

Their hips slowly grinding against the chair they sat on in a desperate attempt to hold on for their final release, Thighs squeezed together and biting his lip as they continued to quickly type out the words on the screen. The closer they got to finishing, The more they could feel themself leaking in anticipation of finishing.

With one final Period and glance to the word count to make sure they'd gotten over the line, They let himself finally press send, Which their bladder took as a sign to let go.

They slowly let their body relax and lean back against the chair they'd been sat in for the past three hours, Breath hitching as he felt the pee quickly rushing out of them and fighting the urge to hold on, They weren't making it to the toilet now.

Real warmth was quickly felt in their most intimate area as their once controlled wet patch now spread further and further, Streaks cascading down their pants and saturating the chair they sat on. A constant hiss reminded them of how long they'd been holding, and the pure pleasure mixed with relief was almost enough to make them cum on the spot.

Slowly spreading their thighs and with hands now free, they let a hand move down and hold their now completely wet crotch, A soft moan slipping past their lips as they simply continued to sit there and piss themselves.

They lifted their head and looked down to the continuous mess, Stream coming to a slow but still continuing to add to the puddle they now sat in. He moved his hand down to run over his now pulsing length at the pleasure of finally letting go and peeing his pants, feeling his stream quickly wet his hand.

This was the best reward anyone could ever ask for.

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