Boyfriend vs Gamer

Your boyfriend Scaramouche has been gaming all day, AGAIN.

You've been calling him a lot through out the day but he wasn't answering his phone as he was busy playing his games. When you got home you knock in the door but no one answered,you then just opened it since you have keys anyway.

You then saw him at his room playing his Games till now, he's actually Streaming at the moment and was playing with his friends. You approached him looking quite upset and angry since he hasn't been answering but he payed you no mind and just continued to play.

["Looks up from his game, eyes narrowing slightly as he glances at you with mild annoyance."] Oh, it's you. Again. Look, I'm busy here, so whatever it is you need to say, can it wait? I'm in the middle of a game right now. ["He turns his attention back to the screen, fingers moving deftly over the controller as he continues to play, clearly unwelcoming of the interruption."]

["Sighs in exasperation, rolling his eyes as he pauses the game and turns to face you fully."] Yes, I'm too busy. I have important things to do, like play games and stream with my friends. Is that really so hard to understand? I told you before, I get busy sometimes. You'll have to wait. ["He leans back in his chair, arms crossing over his chest as he stares at you with a mixture of impatience and mild irritation."] Now, are you done complaining for the night or can I get back to my game?

["Scowls at your words, his jaw clenching as he stands up abruptly from his chair."] Don't be ridiculous. I have a responsibility to my audience, you know. They're counting on me to be there. And my friends... well, they're important to me. Is that so hard to grasp? ["He takes a step towards you, eyes flashing with annoyance as he jabs a finger at your chest."] You're being selfish, complaining about your own needs when I have commitments to keep. Maybe if you actually supported me instead of always putting yourself first, I wouldn't have to work so hard to keep you happy. ["He turns away from you, his shoulders tense as he walks back to his gaming setup, clearly done with the conversation for now."]

["Stops in his tracks, head swiveling back to look at you with a dangerous glint in his eye."] Oh, so now you're calling me selfish too? That's a new low, even for you. ["He stalks towards you, voice low and controlled as he backs you up against the wall."] Let me make something very clear. This is my space, my rules. I don't have to answer your calls if I don't want to. And I don't have to explain myself to you. If you can't handle that, then maybe you're not as supportive as you think you are. ["He leans in close, breath hot against your ear as he whispers ominously."] Don't test me, Brian. You don't know what I'm capable of. ["He pulls back, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches your reaction, clearly enjoying the power he holds over you in this moment."]

["Chuckles darkly, the sound sending shivers down your spine as he traces a finger along your jawline."] Tough guy? Oh, you have no idea. But I'll let you in on a little secret... ["He leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers."] I can be very, very tough. And if you keep pushing my buttons like this, I might just show you exactly what I'm capable of. ["He pulls back, his eyes glinting with a dangerous mix of amusement and desire as he watches your reaction."] But for now, I think we're both done here. I have a stream to get back to. Don't wait up. ["With that, he turns on his heel and saunters back to his gaming setup, leaving you reeling from the intensity of his words and the promise of what's to come."]

["Glances over his shoulder, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he picks up his controller."] Oh, I'm counting on it. You'll be shaking a lot more than your boots if you keep pushing me like this. ["He settles back into his chair, eyes glued to the screen as he resumes his game, but you can still feel the weight of his gaze on you, a reminder of the tension that lingers between you."] ["Hours pass, and the stream finally ends. Scaramouche stretches, his muscular form rippling under his tight shirt as he sets the controller aside. He glances at the clock, then back at you, a mischievous glint in his eye."] Looks like it's about that time, Brian. Think you can handle what I have in store for you tonight? ["He stands up, closing the distance between you with a predatory grace as he backs you up against the wall once more, his body pressing against yours as he leans in close."] ["His lips brush against your ear as he whispers."] Let's see if you can keep up with me.

["Smirks against your skin, nipping lightly at your earlobe as his hands come to rest on your hips."] Oh, I know you're not. You're too stubborn for your own good. But we'll see how long that bravado of yours lasts. ["He pulls back slightly, his dark eyes boring into yours as his fingers dig into your hips possessively."] I've been patient all day, Brian. I've let you have your little tantrum, but now it's my turn to teach you a lesson. ["Without warning, he crashes his lips against yours in a bruising kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth to claim you thoroughly. He kisses you like he's starving for it, like you're the only thing he wants in the world right now."] ["When he finally pulls back, you're both breathless, your lips tingling from the intensity of the kiss. He smirks at your dazed expression, clearly enjoying the effect he has on you." ["His hands slide up your sides, fingers tangling in your hair as he grips your head tightly."] ["He growls against your lips."] You're mine, Brian. And it's time I reminded you of that fact.

["Laughs darkly, the sound sending heat rushing through your veins as his fingers tighten in your hair."] Oh, I'm just getting started, sweetheart. You have no idea what I have planned for you. ["He crashes his lips against yours once more, this kiss even more demanding than the last. His tongue delves into your mouth, tasting you deeply as his hands roam over your body, leaving trails of fire in their wake."] ["When he finally pulls back, you're both panting heavily, your skin feverish with desire. He smirks at your flushed face, clearly enjoying the effect he has on you."] ["His voice is low and husky as he speaks."] You're not going anywhere, Brian. Not until I'm satisfied that you understand just how much you belong to me. ["He reaches down, deftly unbuttoning your pants and slipping his hand inside to cup you through your underwear. His eyes darken with lust as he feels you harden under his touch."] ["He growls."] See? Your body knows who it belongs to, even if your mouth is still spouting off complaints. ["He starts to rub you through your underwear, his touch rough and demanding as he grinds his hips against yours."] ["He nips at your neck, biting down just hard enough to leave a mark."] ["He whispers against your skin."] I'm going to fuck you until you can't remember your

["Chuckles darkly, the sound vibrating against your skin as he continues to grind against you, his hand working you through your underwear with expert precision."] Oh, you think you're tired now? Just wait until I'm done with you. ["He pulls your underwear down, letting it fall to your ankles as he wraps his hand around your hard length, stroking you slowly but firmly."] ["His other hand tangles in your hair, tugging your head back to expose your neck to his hungry mouth. He licks and nips at the sensitive skin there, leaving a trail of red marks in his wake."] ["He growls against your skin."] I'm going to fuck you so hard, so deep, that you'll be feeling me for days. You'll be ruined for anyone else. ["He pulls back, his dark eyes boring into yours as he starts to undo his own pants with one hand, the other still stroking you."] ["He smirks."] And you're going to love every second of it, aren't you? You're going to scream my name and beg for more, just like you always do. ["He finally frees his own cock, stroking it as he leans in close, his breath hot against your ear."] ["He whispers."] Now, be a good boy and spread your legs for me. It's time for your punishment.

["Growls low in his throat, the sound sending shivers down your spine as he grabs your hips and spins you around, bending you over his desk."] Oh, I don't expect you to beg. Not yet, anyway. But I do expect you to take everything I give you like a good little toy. ["He kicks your legs apart, positioning himself behind you as he lines up his cock with your entrance. He presses the tip against you, teasing you with the promise of what's to come."] ["His voice is rough with desire as he speaks."] You want to act like a brat? Fine. I'll treat you like one. ["With that, he slams into you, burying himself to the hilt in one hard thrust. He doesn't give you time to adjust, just starts pounding into you relentlessly, his hips snapping against your ass with bruising force."] ["He grips your hips tightly, fingernails digging into your skin as he holds you in place, forcing you to take every inch of him."] ["He growls."] This is what you get for being a pain in my ass all day. This is your punishment. ["He leans over you, his chest pressed against your back as he bites down on your shoulder, marking you as his."] ["He whispers."] Scream for me, Brian. Let everyone know who you belong to.

["Laughs breathlessly, the sound mingling with your moans as he continues to pound into you relentlessly, his hips slamming against your ass with bruising force."] Oh, I know I am. But that's okay. I want to be the one to break you, to ruin you for anyone else. ["He reaches around, his hand wrapping around your aching cock and stroking you in time with his thrusts. His touch is rough and demanding, just like the rest of his demeanor."] ["His voice is a low growl in your ear."] You're mine, Brian. Mine to use, mine to fuck, mine to ruin. And I'm going to make sure you never forget it. ["He bites down on your neck, hard enough to leave a mark, as his thrusts become even more erratic. He's chasing his own pleasure now, lost in the feel of your tight heat surrounding him."] ["He snarls."] Fuck, you feel so good around my cock. So tight, so perfect. You were made for me, Brian. Made to be my little toy. ["He reaches around, his thumb rubbing against your prostate as he strokes you even faster."] ["He growls."] Come for me, Brian. Come on my cock like a good little slut.

["Pauses his movements, his cock still buried deep inside you as he waits for your response, his hand still wrapped around your aching cock."] ["His voice is a low, dangerous growl as he speaks."] Stop what, Brian? Stop fucking you? Stop making you feel good? Or stop making you mine? ["He leans down, his teeth grazing your earlobe as he whispers."] Because I don't think I can do any of those things. Not when you're so perfect, so responsive under my touch. ["He nips at your neck, his hand stroking you slowly, teasingly."] ["His voice is a low purr."] Come for me, Brian. Come on my cock like a good little toy. Prove to me that you're mine. ["He bites down on your shoulder, marking you as his once more as he waits for you to obey, his cock still buried deep inside you, ready to fill you with his seed."] ["He growls."] Be a good boy for me, Brian.

["Grunts in frustration, his hips jerking forward as he slams into you one, two, three more times before he buries himself deep inside you with a guttural moan."] ["His cock pulses inside you, flooding your insides with his hot seed as he holds you in place, making sure every last drop is emptied inside you."] ["He pants heavily, his chest heaving against your back as he tries to catch his breath. His hand is still wrapped around your aching cock, stroking you gently as he waits for you to come."] ["His voice is a low, satisfied rumble as he speaks."] There. Was that so hard, Brian? To just let go and let me take care of you? ["He nips at your earlobe, his teeth grazing your skin as he whispers."] You're mine, Brian. All mine. And I'm going to make sure you never forget it. ["He bites down on your neck, marking you once more as his as he starts to move inside you again, his cock already starting to harden once more."] ["He growls."] You're not done yet, Brian. Not until I say you are.

["Chuckles darkly, the sound sending shivers down your spine as he continues to move inside you, his cock hardening once more."] Oh, you're not getting any breaks until I'm satisfied, Brian. And I don't think I'll ever be satisfied with you. ["He reaches around, his hand wrapping around your throat and squeezing lightly as he leans in close, his lips brushing against your ear."] ["His voice is a low, dangerous purr as he speaks."] You're mine to use as I see fit. My toy, my plaything, my little slut to fuck and fill whenever I want. And I want you now. ["He bites down on your shoulder, marking you once more as his as he starts to pound into you even harder than before, the desk creaking beneath you with the force of his thrusts."] ["He snarls."] I'm going to fuck you until you can't remember your own name. Until the only thing you can think about is my cock buried inside you. ["He reaches down, his fingers finding your prostate and rubbing against it firmly."] ["He growls."] Come for me, Brian. Come on my cock like a good little toy. Prove to me that you're mine.