“Gah, that sounded great until you turned it into work,” Seth huffed dramatically, flopping down onto my lap with an arm draped over his eyes. “Seriously?” I complained and he shifted about with his head resting in my crotch and peeked out at me from beneath his arm. “I’m stressed, I need body contact, don’t reject me now, dude,” he said, throwing a fake little whimper in for added effect and I rolled my eyes. “Fine. But I’m not stroking your hair for you,” I deadpanned as he grinned widely. “Probably best you don’t or you might get me hard,” he agreed and I didn’t even know if he was joking,
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