Jeremy x Michael x Squip ???

Morning Warmth

Jeremy wakes up from his long sleep after ravaging Michael for hours with the use of his digital companion. He has his arms crossed as he glares ironically at the Squip, who is currently browsing images and videos of gay romance and erotica on the internet. Jeremy just has to speak up.
"I can't believe your into guys."
The Squip stops his hottie-hunting and looks over to Jeremy, smirking deviously.
"Is it so hard to believe? I've had lots of time to study you and update my understanding of humans from experience. I actually wish i had just made you openly gay before instead of trying to make you the classic form of "cool". You would have gotten much better results by just dressing flashy and being flamboyant. Brooke and Chloe would have still been eating out of your hand, but without them trying to eat you alive too. Surprizingly, it's my error. So....here's to learning something new."
Jeremy blinks before looking away.
"Jesus, I was just asking how you turned gay."
The Squip sighs and looks over at who's between them both on the bed; currently laying on his stomach, arm hanging over the matress, deep olive skin glistening in the morning light.
"To be honest Jeremy.....your boyfriend is very attractive."
Jeremy blushes.
"What the fuck?! God you are gay-"
His Squip slams his hand over his mouth as Michael starts to rouse from his sleep, before plopping back onto the matress again.
"Stop talking to yourself. Do the X-man thing we talked about."
Jeremy sighs and starts thinking to him. 'That is so creepy, you can't just say that Michael's hot and expect me not to try to punch you'.
"I never said he's hot. You did."
Jeremy blushes harder.
'Whatever! W-well......I guess it's good then, cuz I might need you to keep helping me. I don't want to mess anything up'.
The Squip didn't want to tell Jeremy that he didn't actually need any help to win Michael's heart forever. Because he really missed being wanted and needed and useful. And he really liked watching these two get together. It's very inspiring.
Jeremy glanced over at his Riend, watching his back rise and fall from his breathing. Carefully he scoots down closer to him and wraps his lankey arms around Michael's belly, nuzzling his cheek into the sleeper's neck, enjoying the shared warmth.
This continues for about eleven minutes before a sweet and nerdy voice is heard.
"Good morning Jeremy. Hey, can I get up for just a minute? I gotta wicked piss."
Jeremy scrambles off of him and moves away, blushing redder than Michael's jacket.
"U-uhy-yeah sure c-course man."
Michael rolls over and gazes sleepily at Jeremy, before reaching over, squeezing his sweaty hand and winking. "Thanks."
He rolls out of bed and heads to the bathroom, closing the door and turning on the sink.
The Squip giggles endlessly at Jeremy's 'smooth move', which makes him all the more flustered.
"OKAY CAN YOU JUST-"
*ZAP!*
"OW!"
Jeremy rubs his back where the shocking sensation came from, while the Squip eyes him furiously.
"You still really need some help, Jeremy. You've got to calm down and take it easy. Michael is going to love everything you do, as long as your not stressing out trying to say all of the right things at once. Maybe you could try yoga."
"YOGA?!"
The bathroom door swings open and Michael stomps back in, yawning and stretching.
"What was that about yoga?"
"Oh! Uh n-nothing. I uh....i said yogurt."
"......oh. Yeah i could go for some yogurt. But pinkberry's not open yet, it's a bit too early. You uh.....you wanna keep going with the game from last night? The uh...." Michael blushes at remembering the activities they did together before falling asleep.
"I mean the video game, not the....other stuff. NOT THAT IT WAS BAD I'M JUST-"
"Michael."
"Yeah Jeremy...?"
"Just come back here."
Michael nods and scoots back into bed, crawling under the sheets.
Jeremy's Squip then guides him to grab Michael and pull him close, snuggling him under the sheets, and tenderly nuzzle his neck.
Michael bites his lip. "Oh....so you do want to pick up from last night."
"Yeah." Jeremy replies in a misty breath.
Michael shudders and falls into his embrace, while the Squip moves out of the bed and leans on the wall towards the door, facing away, but can peek at them through the corner of his eye.
Jeremy reaches over to the nightstand and snatches Michael's glasses, sticking them onto his nose perfectly. He's mastered putting Michael's glasses back on.
Jere sees a smirk creep up on Michael's face as he chuckles and also puts his arms around Jeremy's back.
Both of them look eachother in the eye, carefully moving closer towards eachother, until as soft as a cloud, their lips make contact and slide together. Michael melts at the touch, but Jeremy just seems to get greedier. His hands slide up to Michael's cheeks and cup them firmly, bringing their lips deeper together. They move slow and steady, but their eyes flicker and tremble like lightning. Michael's hands roam a little lower on Jeremy's body, carefully squeezing his hips. Somehow both of them woke up wearing at least just their boxers, but that doesn't take away the insistent feeling that they weren't wearing them for at least a while before they woke up.
The fluffy comforter on the bed combined with the heat of the morning sun makes the air between the sheets and their bodies very warm and steamy. Jeremy starts to sweat a little more as Michael feels like his body is running a fever.
"Jeez Michael your blankets are thick...."
"Sorry....it gets cold in here...."
Jeremy grabs the top blanket and tosses it aside, and suddenly their nipples get stone cold.
"Oh jesus put the blanket back on."
"C-crap yeah." Jeremy throws it back on and drinks in the heat, before they both look at eachother and start giggling like little girls. The Squip notices and quietly judges them for being so dweeby.
Michael sighs and wraps his arms around Jeremy's neck, pulling them both all the way under the blanket and continuing the warm make-out session they started a few minutes ago.