Axel felt his face go red from blushing before finally letting out a small, content sigh, pulling away slowly to look up at Dustin with a small smile on his face, “Want me to make some breakfast?” he asked in a whisper.
"Nah, Greg will do it," he smiled.
Arthur snorted at Conner, “Oh please, I’m pretty sure you jack off to it whenever he’s not here.” he rolled his eyes. “Walls aren’t that thick, you know.”
"Oh ugh," I suddenly scrunched up my face in a cringe, "I did not need to know that.” I muttered, trying to look away from Conner.
"I jack off thinking about my husband," he smirked.