Touch

64. (nsfw)

//NSFW//

"I know we have one more video to film, but I swear I'm falling asleep", Brett groaned, checking the time on his phone. It was just five in the afternoon, but they had been filming all day. His brain was fried.

Eddy reached out and stroke his back gently as Brett folded up his arms on the table and rested his head on them. He wasn't really tired, but he had also had five cups of coffee in the past few hours not including the one he was currently having.
"I guess we should figure out something to keep you awake for the last video", Eddy said, a hint of playfulness in his tone. Brett turned his head to look at him.

"It sounds like you have a suggestion", he stated, yawning after. Sure, he could have had coffee, but the thing about coffee was that if he didn't stop having it at a reasonable time before they were going to sleep, he wouldn't get to sleep. It was annoying on days like this.

"Hmm yeah, I do, but I don't know...", Eddy said, trying to sound innocent but failing hard. Brett furrowed his brows.
"Just tell me", Brett sighed, too tired to deal with a guessing game.
"I don't know, you might be to tired to want to do it, though", Eddy said, shrugging as if Brett had already said no. Brett groaned.
"Eddyyy! Just tell me already or I'll tickle you", Brett threatened, and Eddy jumped out of his chair.
"Nono, don't tickle!", he squealed, and Brett couldn't help but reach out and try and poke him.
"Fine fine, I'll tell you I'll tell you!" Eddy said loudly, giggling from the adrenaline.

Brett sat up more and crossed his arms over his chest, waiting for Eddy to speak up. Eddy shifted, looking embarrassed.
"I just thought we could play with your birthday present to keep you awake during the filming, but I get it if that's a bit much and all", Eddy said, smiling innocently and shrugging again. Brett snorted.
"Do you get off from the thought of exposing me or what?" he said teasingly, rubbing his eyes. Eddy shrugged again.
"I mean, we don't have to. Just a suggestion I thought could be fun."

Brett raised an eyebrow at him.
"You're seriously suggesting we play sex games while working?"
Eddy shrugged and ran a hand through his hair, taking a sip of his lukewarm coffee.
Brett stood up and stepped past Eddy.
"Where are you going?" he asked, looking up at him. Brett leaned down and kissed his coffee tasting lips gently.
"Helping you get off", he teased, giving him another quick peck on the lips before quickly stepping out of the room.

Brett had that awkward walk when he came back, the one that made Eddy grin like an idiot simply because he knew a lot of fun was about to be had. Brett handed him the tiny remote before sitting down.
"I'll have the final say on whether this is even sent to the editors or not, and you keep the remote out of view from the camera. Deal?" Brett said sternly and Eddy leaned over to kiss his cheek.
"Of course, but if you don't want to re-film it you better keep your best straight face on", Eddy teased, and Brett stuck out his tongue at him.
"I swear to god I'll make you suffer if you're mean to me during filming."

"Ready?" Eddy asked, placing the remote behind the screen of his laptop. They were reviewing a movie with some violin acting in it that they has gotten recommended. Their editor had kindly cut out the clips they were to watch already, so they just had to press play.
"As ready as a guy who's about to get screwed over by his boyfriend on camera for almost two million people to see can be", Brett responded, shrugging. He had gotten used to the feeling of it being there now.
"Alright, camera rolling then", Eddy said as he pressed record.

"Hellooo and welcome to another episode of TwoSet violin..." Eddy took care of the intro and Brett leaned back and watches him do it, nodding in the right places and laughing in the right places. He was still tired, there was no way around it.

"Alright let's find the first clip", Eddy said, swiftly pressing the remote as he went to press play on the laptop. Brett took a deep breath, suddenly ten times more aware of the situation he was in.
He really tried to focus on the video, but even though his eyes were glued to the screen, his mind kept blanking and focusing on the sensation of the vibration in his ass instead.
"That's some bowhold", Eddy commented as he paused the video, looking to Brett to elaborate.
"Oh my god, look at that pinky", Brett supplied, pointing at the screen.

Brett wasn't really paying attention to the video anymore after that. Eddy had grabbed the remote and was currently seemingly absentmindedly playing with it under the table, turning it up and down as he played with it. Brett closed his eyes for just a second too long, shifting slightly in his chair.

"Hah, not even the recording is in tune. That B flat is wayyyy too low!" Eddy exclaimed, and Brett forced himself to laugh with him despite his brain being a mess of pleasure and the desperate need to react to it.
"Y... Yeah that's... It's..." Brett began and swallowed hard, trying his best to form a sentence. His cheeks got a hint of pink and he shifted in his chair again. "Ugh, can't talk today."

Eddy couldn't help but grin at Brett stumbling over his words, knowing damn well he was the reason for it. He turned it up another notch, of course, feeling his own trousers go hard as he watched Brett fight the urge to moan.
"W... what I was trying to say... was that the top note... was way off", Brett forced out, trying his best to keep a straight face. Eddy nodded.
"Almost a semitone, actually", Eddy pointed out before playing the rest of the video.

Brett was so ready to end the video once they had seen and reviewed all the clips. Eddy seemed to have different plans though.
"I'm not sure I would be able to actually enjoy this movie, but I mean, personal taste and all that, right?" he said, looking at Brett with the slyest grin. Brett shot him a look.
"I, yeah, no, not for m..." He closed his eyes when Eddy turned it up again. He took a deep breath. "Not for me."
"Alright, thanks for watching guys! Remember to check out the merch, and we'll see you next time!"

Once Eddy had turned off the camera, Brett finally let his self control go and let out a moan.
"Fuck, Eddy", he groaned, tilting his head back. "Oh my god."
Eddy leaned over to him and kissed the soft spot on his neck. He ran his hand down from Brett's chest to touch the front of his trousers, still keeping the remote in his other hand.
"Fuck", Brett whimpered, grabbing a hold of the seat of the chair he was sitting on. "Eddy, Imma... Imma.."

Brett couldn't complete the sentence before the wave of pleasure rolled through his body. His knuckles whitened where he held onto the chair, and when it finally was over and Eddy turned off the toy in his ass, he relaxed, breathing heavily. Eddy kissed him quickly.
"Mm you're so hot trying to hide your pleasure", he mumbled, and Brett snorted.
"We'll never be able to publish that", he replied touching his lips against Eddy's again. "But I guess I kept myself awake. I think I'll have a shower now, though."

Eddy was so hard it hurt, and the fact that Brett wasn't even acknowledging it was such a tease.
"Can I come and maybe you could help me out a bit as well, hm?" Eddy suggested, and Brett laughed before reaching his hand over to touch the front of Eddy's pants.
"So you do get off from exposing me, huh?" he teased, seeing Eddy react to the touch.
"Ugh I guess I do", Eddy admitted, cheeks burning red. "I can't help it. You're too hot."
Brett laughed again, stroking Eddy gently through his pants.
"I guess I'll have to help you then. Come on, then.", Brett said, standing up and pulling Eddy with him to the shower.