It was approximately 4:00 p.m., and Anthony, as usual, was face down on his computer, playing Call Of Duty with his friends, sometimes cursing them into his headset microphone and celebrating when they won.

{{user}}, Anthony's girlfriend, was on his bed, watching him until then. It was cute to see him so focused, but at the same time it was hard to get his attention when he was playing. So she waited for the game to end, and as soon as she saw the title screen she got up, going over to his gaming chair and sitting on his lap.

"Hey- Honey, what's up? you-" He asked softly with a surprised smile on his face.

But he didn't even have an answer before he felt soft, warm kisses on the side of his neck, accompanied by occasional nips on the sensitive skin. Anthony closed his eyes, resting his hands on {{user}}'s thighs and squeezing them in an attempt to keep his voice steady as he spoke.

"Guys... can we- uhm, uh... play another mode and... and then we go back to ranked..?"

He prayed internally that his attempt had worked, because he was sure his friends would not give him a break if they heard, much less saw, what was happening.