Emery [bxb]

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Emery and I see Brie cheese in the aisle at the grocery store and make a joke out of it that will inevitably make me laugh until the day I die.

It's a hot day and we're now watching sports together naked while studying. Emery is laying on the couch on his back holding the note paper over his head. Leaning over, I decide to play. He laughs when I bend over to kiss his belly, arcing up like he's gonna try and fight me off. I rush to stay his hands, gently covering them with my own. Then, dipping down again, I give his stomach a gentle kiss. Which turns into a lick. Which ends with me tickling him so hard he jackknifes up and twists away from my mouth.

Later, Emery's hand grazes my crotch as he reaches for a sheet of paper. He bites his lips.

"You're hard?" He smiles at me. "I didn't know you cared."

"I'm in the mood," I grouse. There's a lull in the game and this content is boring. I got it the first time in lectures; I don't need to read it again. "Wanna maybe fool around a little bit?"

"A little tomfoolery?" Emery grins.

"Romp."

"Tussle."

"Frickle frackle."

"Blowie?"

"Yep."

"Okay." Emery gets down on his knees and sticks his tongue out.

It's hot; I work up a sweat and he gets covered in jizz, so we shower together afterward.

Me singing in the shower is one of things Em just has to deal with while living with me.

He smirks and shakes his head at me as I serenade him.