"Fuck you" you shout at your Monitor your playing call of duty with raven , Octavia and Lincoln's raven laugh down the mic at you "on me," Octavia says Down her mic
Behind you is a very bored Clarke griffin laying across the bed watching you Clarke finds herself doing this often you playing video games and her watching you
Clarke likes watching you but sometimes she gets bored like really bored she's happy your having fun she loves your stupid dance you do when you get a win but Clarke craved attention from you
Clarke is very bored and horny and your not helping with what your wearing boxer and a sports bra. Clarke watches you with rapt attention. The way your arm tense when your killing Someone or when you lose a game you Lean back in your chair with your eyes closed pissed even when your mad you shout at the Monitor and the vain on your neck pops up
Clarke is very horny right now watching you
She tried getting you off the game normal when Clarke says she ordering food that works
Clarke look down at her phone wondering if she should order food but you both eat out at a restaurant earlier today she doesn't want to waste money
She smiles and rolls of the bed and walks over to you she stands behind and rest her hands on your shoulder and starts slowly massages them
"Hey baby" you don't look away from you game you crane your neck and kiss Clarke hand "they said hi"
Clarke hears octavia and raven and Lincoln all shouting hello down the mic "hey guys" Clarke says as she reach down and muting the mic
"What-" you say confused
"When are you going to be finished?" Clarke asks
You blow a raspberry, still concerned "i don't know we're practicing for a tournament. Octavia needs help on her..."
Clarke interrupt you "come cuddle me"
You give Clarke a sorry a look "I will in a bit I promise"
Clarke sighs in frustration and flicks your forehead before returning to the bed
"Ow!"
Another 40 minutes past and now Clarke is very very bored she's had enough she bored of scrolling on her phone , and she goddam horny she need you she wants you
She stands up from the bed and walks over to you and rest her chin on your shoulder. You smile but still concentrated on the game
"I'm almost done I promise...on me raven behind you...fuck" you lunch your leg into the air hitting under the desk with your knee you feel Hand against your crutch. Your caught off guard
"you okay y/n?" Lincoln asks
"Yeah" you clear your throat your voice returning to its natural tone "yep, guys by raven" in the game you hide behind a wall and look down at Clarke
"Baby" you sigh trying to ignore the fact that Clarke is running her hand over your Harding dick over your boxers "what are you..."
"You know what I'm doing" Clarke lift up the left side of your headset and whisper "what I want"
"But...but the game" you try and protests even though your moving into a more comfortable position in your chair
"You keep playing I'll look after you" Clarke grabs a pillow from bed and throws on the floor by your feet she falls to her knees on the pillow soon after
