Ship Happens

Scott x Denver

Denver sat quietly with his head resting on his hand as he began to let his attention wander from the man droning about some statistics and numbers that had to do with the company in one way or another. It was way too easy to focus on something else in the room. Like how the birds outside the window looked happier than he was, or how one of his coworkers kept clicking their pen, seemingly just as bored as he was, or how cute his boyfriend looked beside him.

Scott somehow actually paid attention to the speaker, occasionally jotting down notes on his pen pad and actually retaining information that was being spewed out of the man's mouth. If only Denver cared enough to be that good of an employee.

Denver didn't try to hide that he was staring at his boyfriend, although Scott didn't seem to be paying attention or even noticing his eyes on him. The shorter man was the only person who could get Denver lost on him. His small body was so comfortable to hold, his soft, light brown hair felt so nice to run his hands through, and his teal eyes could leave him lost for days if he was allowed to stare that long.

God he was so bored.

Scott jotted something down on his paper, then glanced over to Denver, finally noticing him staring. Denver gave a sweet smile and Scott only offered a confused look. The taller male with dyed blue hair gave a kiss to the air directed at him, then wiggled his eyebrows and grinned. Scott rolled his eyes and sat back in his chair, directing his attention to the speaker.

Denver sighed as he looked back at the window, then had a brilliant idea. Without looking at his boyfriend, he slid his hand closest to him over the arm of the chair, then onto his boyfriend's thigh. He could feel Scott's muscle tense, but he didn't refuse the action. He left his hand still for a moment, then slid his hand further, feeling the inside of his clothed thigh and giving a soft squeeze. Scott felt tense still, but he did relax somewhat as Denver massaged his leg. Denver's eyes wandered over to him and watched as Scott leaned back in his chair, trying his best to keep his eyes from staring at his boyfriend's hand.

He heard his breath quietly hitch as his body tensed while Denver slid his hand up his leg, massaging between them and feeling the extension of his boyfriend through his pants. It didn't take long for his sensitive boyfriend to grow stiff.

Scott's eyes darted to Denver's and they made contact. Denver smiled while his ball of anger narrowed his eyes at him, but there wasn't as much hate in the glare as there usually was. He rested his elbow on the arm of the chair and did his best to casually cover his mouth while still looking at Denver, who never removed his hand from over his dick.

He felt Scott grow increasingly tight in his pants, so he figured he should help him out. He slowly began to mess with the button on his pants, taking his time as he did so. He felt the button slip through the whole, allowing him to grab onto the zipper and slowly pull it down, making sure not to let it make any noise as the speaker continued. Scott's eyes had moved from Denver's and focused on his boyfriend's hand as he felt the pressure alleviate from between his legs. Denver couldn't help but to smirk a little as he ran his hand over his boyfriend's dick, now only covered by the cloth of his underwear, feeling just how hard it had grown. He slowly pulled the hem of his underwear down, letting his halfway erect member slip out of the confinement of the cloth. Denver smiled and cautiously wrapped his fingers around his boyfriend's dick.

Scott sighed, doing his best to stifle his breath as he looked up to the speaker and casually moved his chair closer to the table, making sure that no one could see Denver holding on to his dick as it grew in size. Denver slid his chair up, too, while also making sure to be obnoxiously close to Scott as he possibly could be. Of course, this led to a quick glare from him.

Denver paid no mind to the glance as he began to move his hand up and down, holding himself back from going too fast. His boyfriend is insanely sensitive, and as much as he wanted to hear him scream as he squirmed underneath him, he held himself back for the sake of his embarrassment. And their jobs, he supposed.