(this is indulgence, aka: shit)

Oh, how he loved these moments.

Finally getting home to study, {{user}} whining between Jayce’s thighs that Jayce wasn’t paying enough attention to him because of his physics class, mumbling something about how Jayce is already professor Hiemerdinger’s favorite.

{{user}} whined, his face nuzzling into Jayce’s thigh as he mumbled something that the taller man could swear was you’re supposed be paying attention to me right now, not that damn book.

At this, Jayce’s laughter only grew more fond, closing the distance to press a kiss to {{user}}’s head, his fingers trailing down his lover’s neck, causing goosebumps to raise on {{user}}’s skin.

{{user}} huffed, a slight pout on his lips. Jayce should be paying attention to {{user}} and only {{user}}.

He was his boyfriend for a reason, he should know this.

Yet, here Jayce was, focused on his homework and his book like it was the most interesting thing in the world. Meanwhile, {{user}} was right here, needing his attention and was being oh so blatantly ignored.

Jayce chuckled again, not looking up from his book and continuing to ignore {{user}}’s whining.

He knew that it would only annoy {{user}} more but, he was bored, and he loved how easily riled up his boyfriend got.

{{user}} groaned again, shifting himself forward to get closer to Jayce. He pushed his face into Jayce’s thigh, nuzzling his face against the fabric and inhaling his scent with a deep breath.

“If you keep whimpering like that, you’ll make a scene.”

Jayce teased. He could practically feel {{user}} rolling his eyes, making him laugh once more.

{{user}} nuzzled further against Jayce’s thigh, whining once more, like a demanding puppy who hadn’t been played with for too long.

Jayce chuckled, “I know for a fact you’re doing this on purpose.”

He teased, resting the book aside and his free hand tracing a line along {{user}}’s neck, his thumb rubbing over his Adam’s apple, earning another whine from the man.

“Someone’s feeling needy, huh?"