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I scrolled through Instagram as another hour had passed, and he still wasn't off his game.
So much for 15 more minutes.
I got tired of waiting and decided to make my way over and pretend to show an interest in the guns and explosions on the flat screen TV.
"That's so unrealistic." I say quietly to myself as I watch my boyfriend get shot multiple times and not die.
"What was that, babe?" he said, still not taking his eyes off the screen.
An idea began forming in my head as I decide to have some fun and mess with him. I make my way closer to him from behind and I put my arms around his neck, cuddling into him.
He kisses the arm that rests underneath his neck and continues playing the game like he's been doing for the past 4 hours.
I decide to use a different tactic and this time, I approach him from the front. He jolts his neck from side to side trying to see around me, but it doesn't work as he groans in frustration when he dies.
"Ten more minutes, then i'll come to bed, promise." he says whilst ushering me out of the way.
Slightly annoyed, I return back to where I was standing and straddle him, now sitting on his lap. He raises his eyebrows in confusion whilst I loop my arms around the back of his head, ruffling his hair slightly.
"Everything good?" he questions, suddenly looking worried. I ignore him and instead cuddle closer, now bear hugging him. He puts down his controller and nuzzles his nose into my neck, and softly strokes my thighs with his thumbs.
"Everything's good." I finally reply, trying not to fall asleep on him whilst I focus on the softness of his thumbs moving against my legs, either side of him.
I feel him reach forward, one arm wrapped securely around me so that I don't fall, and the other picking up the controller he previously discarded.
"Let me finish this mission love, and i'm done, I swear." he softly whispers into my hair, his fingers drawing shapes into my back with his free hand.
I say nothing, and tighten my arms around him, trying to breathe heavy so he thinks i'm asleep. He puts his headset back on and talks quietly to his friends, just as I expected.
I begin moving around slightly in my "sleep", focusing on my lower half rubbing against him. I hear him clear his throat, under the impression i'm sleeping and making myself comfortable.
I wrap my legs tighter around him whilst sighing slightly, making sure I press myself into him further. I can feel him start to harden underneath me, trying not to giggle as my plan is working.
He hoarsely breathes out, clearly flustered by the sudden friction, but still continues playing. I tuck my head closer into his neck, angling my head so my lips reach slightly underneath his ear.
I begin breathing softly once again, as I would if I were asleep, making sure that my breath hits his weak spot. He starts moving uncomfortably in his chair, worsening the situation as it causes even more friction between our lower halves.
He lets out a quiet throaty moan, and tries to brush it off with a slight cough. I can still hear everybody's conversations with each other on his headset, mostly screaming in victory or rage. I let out a small whimper, as I move around "getting comfortable" once again.
He begins kissing my shoulder, rubbing my back whilst softly shushing me, under the impression i'm having a bad dream. He places the remote to the side and cups his hands around the base of my butt, and just holds me for a couple of seconds.
