Ship Happens

Tobias x Samael

It was anyone's average Tuesday night. It consisted of Samuel sitting at his desk on his computer, doing his work, prepping plans and double checking them, making sure they were fool-proof and ready. While also in the room, his pesky boyfriend sat in boredom. He had already finished watching the rest of the show he liked and couldn't seem to find another one to occupy his time like Samael had hoped. He also apparently had already raided the kitchen for any snacks he could eat without having to put in any effort to prepare it. He was nothing but a leech on Samael's life, but what else would a damn demon be?

Tobias fiddled with something on Samael's desk. His boyfriend did his best to ignore it, but damn it was difficult. He scrolled through a site on his computer absently, very obviously not reading anything on the screen. Tobias seemed to be working through all the pens in the cup on the desk, doing his absolute best to make as much noise as he could to annoy his dark haired boyfriend. Samael allowed a growl of annoyance make it's way up his throat.

He suddenly turned to the tan demon, looking up at the freakishly tall man, and snapped, "Could you find something else to do that is worth both of our time?"

Tobias grinned, showing his sharp teeth as his hair seeped into a more playful color. "I can think of something to do, yes."

"Something that doesn't involve sex."

Tobias's smile went away. "Well, then no."

Samael huffed again and went back to his computer, pulling out one of the pens from the cup Tobias recently went through and began to jot something down on a piece of paper. "Why don't you go to the store and buy all of the food you went through?"

"I don't want to." Tobias sat down on the desk next to Samael's computer. "But I am bored."

"As if I couldn't tell," the raven haired male grumbled as he slid the laptop away from the demon.

"Why can't I do something that involves sex?"

"Because I want no part of it. You can go jack off but leave me out of it."

"Well that's no fun."

Samael didn't respond, tugged some annoyance from Tobias as he sat, staring at his boyfriend. Samael knew he was staring but he did his best to ignore it. It didn't take much time for him to come with an idea that, of course, directly conflicted with Samael's wishes, but it didn't deter him. Tobias slid off of the desk, then crawled under it. His boyfriend decided to ignore him, thinking it would be easier for him if he just didn't bother trying to figure out what he was doing, but part of him knew the lack of attention was leading Tobias to think he could continue with his actions. Which was right.

Tobias settled under the desk, then placed his hands on Samael's knees before aggressively pulling them apart. This, of course, startled him. "What're you doing?" he asked, finally giving Tobias the attention he wanted.

"Curing my boredom."

"I said I didn't want to have sex!" he snapped.

"This doesn't have anything to do with us having sex," Tobias answered simply, keeping Samael's legs open as he slid his hands up his legs, feeling the muscles tense under the fabric of his pants. Samael pursed his lips, then simply went back to trying to focus on his work.

Tobias grinned, knowing that was Samael's way of giving him the okay. He does this every time Tobias wants to have sex with him, and if he absolutely does not want to do it, he makes it much more obvious.

Tobias's hands reached the top of his legs, then slid between them, running over Samael's dick as his fingers made their way to the button and zipper. Samael kept his attention on the laptop, but his hands were no longer moving, telling Tobias that he was just staring at the screen and not working.