~Male crush x male reader~

Shy (lemon + fluff)

A/N 1: everything in this story is completely consensual & previously discussed by both the reader and the crush.

Y/N POV:

C/N doesn't bother closing the door behind us as he storms into the house in front of me. I close the door, myself, and look at him. As soon as the door clicks closed, he turns to me.

"Why did you tease me in there, Y/N?"

"It's not that bad."

"We were in the middle of a restaurant."

Exactly. That's the whole point.

"So?"

"My friends were there."

"I'm not seeing your point."

C/N huffs annoyedly and hangs his jacket up on the coat rack by the door, his jaw clenched and his face flushed from various emotions.

"I'm going to do some work now."

Without waiting for a response from me, he walks away from me and goes into his office.

That backfired, but I think I know how to get my plan back on track.

I hurry up to the bedroom and begin taking all of my clothes off, putting them in a pile to the side. Once I'm fully naked, I go over to C/N's dresser and pull his shirt drawer open. I scour the drawer until I find his favorite one, which just so happens to look big & baggy on me.

Perfect. He'll love this.

I go into C/N's office, only wearing one of his large shirts. I reach him as he sits at his desk, his eyes focused on his computer screen. I smirk to myself and straddle one of his thighs, looking at him with a teasing grin.

To my surprise, though, C/N doesn't react at all. In fact, he purposefully avoids my gaze without a word.

Dang, this almost always works. I wonder what's different this time. Maybe he'll cave if I stay like this longer.

~*time skip*~

I was wrong.

It's been ten minutes at this point, and C/N hasn't reacted at all. He hadn't even so much as glanced in my direction. Not wanting to waste my time, I abruptly stand up and go back into the bedroom, audibly closing the door behind me to see how he'll react. I sit down on the bed, trying to come up with a new plan.

After a good minute or so, I finally come up with an idea. I smile to myself, standing up from the bed and reaching into the closet. As I look through it, I hear C/N's chair push back and his footsteps pause before the door, like he's considering coming in. I smile wider at the sound, eventually pulling a hidden box of mine out from the closet. The door handle turns and he steps inside.

"What are you doing in there, Y/N?"

I open the box on the bed, revealing a set of toys of mine that C/N didn't know I had. His eyes widen as he takes in the sight of the toys I have spread out on the bed.

"You won't do anything with me, so I decided to do it, myself."

A flush creeps up C/N's neck and face, anger mixed with jealousy & arousal as he steps closer to me.

"You're going to touch yourself in front of me?"

I shrug.

"Why not? it's not like you'll do anything about it."

I pull out a small bottle of lube, putting it on the bed beside the box. He clenches his fists at his sides, his jaw tightening.

"Don't you dare. Those toys are staying in that box."