I swore under my breath as I pulled up to the driveway of the apartment Austin and I shared together, annoyed that what was supposed to be a week long vacation ended up only being two days after (Y/Friend's/N) fell sick and decided she wanted to go home.
I tried to park behind Austin's car, but he hadn't pulled it up far enough, so I had to park on the side street.
I slammed the car door shut and ran up to the house, opening the front door and sighing heavily as I dropped my suitcase against the wall. I noticed Austin's shoes were placed neatly on the mat, which meant he wasn't out with the boys today.
"Austin?" I called out as I took off my shoes, placing them next to his. There was no answer, but as I made my way down the hall, I heard noises coming from the TV room. "The trip was cut short." I said as I pushed the door open.
I stopped dead in my tracks, eyes wide as moans bounced off the walls while a clip of two girls touching each other flashed across the giant TV screen.
"Hey, (Y/N)" Austin said casually as I turned to see him sitting on the couch completely naked, his dick slapped against his stomach. "Back so soon?"
My mouth went dry as I wasn't sure where to look between Austin and the porn, so I settled with my feet.Â
"Yeah.. (Y/F/N) wasn't feeling well." I spoke quietly, my voice cracking as I fought against the drought in my mouth. Of course I'd seen Austin naked multiple times before, but never with a hard-on or at least not anything remotely close.
"You know it's rude not to look at people when you're talking to them." He said coolly, as if he were not just jacking himself off two seconds ago.
I gulped hard as I looked up at him, staring him straight in the eyes and refusing to venture anywhere else. "I think... I think I'll go unpack." I turned to leave, but his laugh caught me off guard.
"You're not scared of porn, are you?" He questioned, a smirk growing on his face.
"No." I said flatly. "I just don't watch it." I whispered, embarrassed to even be having this conversation with him.
"But you've seen it before, right?" He asked. I shook my head, causing him to gasp. "How do you get yourself off then?"
I felt my cheeks go hot at how easily he spoke about this, and how badly I wished I hadn't come home early. "Uhm." I paused. "I don't." I shrugged my shoulders. "I'm gonna go." I spoke quickly before he could say anything, making my way to the door.
"Wait!" He yelled from the couch.
I closed my eyes and sighed, turning around once more. "What, Austin?"
"Are you chicken?" He tilted his head, a sneaky smile plastered on his face.
"What?" I frowned my eyebrows in confusion, crossing my arms over my chest.
