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You and your boyfriend Daniel were playing a game of soccer with your friends. Because of a mistake of the other team, you were able to take a free kick, letting your best friend Y/BFF/N make a goal. Cheering with her, you smiled and hugged her. "Great shot!" When you saw her stare at something, you knew soon enough where she was staring at. Daniel had cupped his sensitive part with his hands.
She smiled wide and I knew she was going to tease him. "God, Daniel. Did you just have your hand on your dick?" She yelled loudly. Smacking her, you looked mad. "Y/BFF/N... shut up!" you scoffed at her. "What?! Clearly he was afraid, you would shoot the ball in the nuts."
Sighing deep, you walked away from the field. Sitting down, you grabbed a bottle of water and took a sip, feeling a hand on your shoulder. Looking up, you stared into the dark hues of Daniel. "Are you okay?" he asked worried. Smiling, you nodded "Yes, she only needs to learn to shut up." you told him with a sigh. "I would do the same if I were you. Just to be sure, nothing bad could happen."
