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Your eyes dart to the man who sits at the dinning room table, his head resting on his hand as he works. You have stared at this image for the last fifteen minutes. You haven't been able to look away expect for now as you stare at the man. He's oblivious and you can feel the heat creep up your cheeks as you look down back to the message. A link to the video rests below it from where your friend had found it.
Five plus years with the man in your home and you have yet to know any of the details you thought you did. Much less had you paid attention to his videos like you thought you did. It makes you feel a bit territorial over the man. The thought alone. It makes you feel, hot. A need aches and you sigh as you grab the tv remote and decide to flip it to youtube.
Your eyes darting to the man again who is still at work on his laptop. The lights illuminating his face as he chews at his bottom lip. Your whole entire body shaking alone at the process of things. The image that is in your phone and the mere process of what you are about to watch.
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He smiles from where he sits at the sound of the music video being played on the screen. He almost wants to snap a picture at the sight before him. He knows your music taste and he knows it take you awhile to get to where you could listen to his music. Even if you don't fully understand the lyrics, he's still happy to have you in his life and his support system.
He stands from where he was working. He'd been busy all day. He guesses this is was some sort of way for you to ask him to spend time with you. It worked. He slowly makes his way to the couch, his hands move to rest at your shoulders and he presses a delicate kiss to your cheek before finding his way to the spot beside you.
He chuckles at the way your eyes are trained at the tv not acknowledging him. As he stares at you, he finds himself falling for you at every single reaction. It's when the three minute mark hits and he hears the suck in of breath. His eyes dart to the tv. The picture alone is all he needs to know.
He finds his eyes trained back on you. Taking in every single reaction and he can feel himself harden in his pants at the way your crossed legs uncrossed and clenched together. The focus in your eyes gaining a large ability to stay trained on the tv and it's when the music video is off that you look to where he sits.
"You okay baby?"
He chuckles.
Your eyes dart back to your phone and at the picture again. Looking back at the man in front of you, you suck in another breath.
"Baby. Did you malfunction on me?"
He waves a hand in your face and when you shift back in reality, you are in his lap. Hands curling around his neck and desperately trying to take his breath way at the needy kiss you give him in.
