I cant stop thinking about boyfriend nerd!chan who hasnt gotten to the stage of touching you. His light touches on your thighs while you both make out made his cheeks flush, no wonder he hadnt touched you yet.
One day he comes to your apartment unannounced, having a spare key from you since he often came around to study or just hang out with you. But he didn’t realize until he was fully in the apartment that you were no where to be seen, until he saw that your bedroom door was closed… he curiously set his keys down on your counter softly and walked over to the door, stopping when he heard your pretty whimpers echoing off the walls. Small pleas for more in your soft voice that made his jeans tighten. He shouldn’t have stayed there and listened, he should have walked away and waited for you to be done or actually go help you… but the perv in him stood there, touching himself through his pants and listening to your pretty little moans as you continued to please yourself behind that door.
Eventually he will tell you about it, but in that moment he could care fucking less.