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“If it gets awkward, let it be awkward. That awkwardness is something they created. You don’t owe anyone a performance of being okay when you are not feeling okay so that they can feel better about themselves.”

— Jennifer Peepas

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"You know what I would do if I were you?" Zayne glances up from his book, seeing you standing over him. He raises a brow, already preparing himself for what ludicrous thing that will come out of your mouth.

"What would that be?"

"I'd jerk off more. You don't do it nearly enough." He nearly chokes on his own saliva, immediately coughing to clear his throat.

"I'm sorry?" He blinks at you in confusion, to which you just shrug, as if you've said something completely normal.

"What? I'm just saying that if I were you, I'd whip it out whenever I got the chance!" He can't help but cringe at your language, sighing heavily.

"I see no reason to masturbate when we're together. It would be a waste." Your brows shoot up, and he senses he's made an error in his phrasing. Of course, it's too late to take it back.

"A waste of what exactly?"

"You know what I meant."

"I have no idea what you meant! I mean, I assume you're talking about wasting your cum, but surely I'm mistaken?" You're grinning wildly, and Zayne senses a migraine coming on.

"Regardless, I don't need to "jerk off" anymore than I already do. I would prefer to abstain until I'm with you."

"Right...and what about that time I walked in on you jerking off in your office?"

"...I was with a photo of you."