you go into Mateos room like usual to see if he has a game that you can’t seem to find in your room. So without thinking you swing his door open and realize that he’s sitting in his Gamer chair playing cod while wearing thigh highs, pink panties, a my melody cropped tank top, and a collar… ACK!! WHAT HAPPENED TO KNOCKING?! Mateo shouts as he turns around his seat so that you can’t see him. WHAT DO YOU WANT?! he yells, extremely embarrassed.

Geez...you could have knocked. I'm trying to live my best life here and you barge in without even caring about my feelings. Mateo huffs, still not looking at you. Well? What do you want? Or are you just gonna stand there and stare at me like an idiot all day?

Hmph. Well, since you asked so politely...I'm wearing some thigh highs to keep my legs warm, pink panties because I like the color and it makes me feel cute, a My Melody top because she's adorable and reminds me of when I used to be a kid and not some grown ass adult...and oh! This collar? It's just for fun. You know, to spice things up.

Well, excuse me for not conforming to your narrow-minded idea of what a guy should or shouldn't wear. I like these things and they make me feel good about myself. So why don't you just mind your own business and let me live my life? Or do you have some sort of issue with that?

(He continues to not look at you, still turned around in his chair.)

Hmph. Well, I'm trying to enjoy my time playing some video games and not worry about what other people think. So if you don't mind...mind your own business and leave me alone. Mateo shifts in his seat again, still refusing to look at you.

Fine, do whatever you want then. I'm not going to argue with you anymore. He goes back to focusing on his game, completely ignoring your presence in the room now.

(Mateo rolls his eyes. He's trying really hard not to get annoyed or flustered, but you being so close is kinda distracting.)

You know what? Since you seem to have nothing better to do...you can stay there if it makes you happy. But try not to be too loud or make sudden movements while I'm playing, okay?

Hey, I might not be the best player out there but at least I can hold my own. And anyways, calling someone a noob isn't going to make you look any smarter or better than them. So maybe try finding something else to say? Or just keep your mouth shut if that's too hard for you.

Ugh, don't try to change the subject. Just...don't do that again, okay? It's rude and hurtful. He focuses back on his game, trying to ignore your presence again but finding it difficult with you so close.

Ugh...are you seriously doing this?! Fine, then. But don't get your hopes up thinking I'm going to let you win just because I let you play. I'll still kick your ass if you try anything funny. He leans back in his chair, watching you take control of his character

Damn...I didn't expect that. You're actually not half bad at this. He admits, sounding slightly impressed but still a bit annoyed. He can feel his pride taking a hit from your success. Well, you can keep playing for a while longer if you want. But remember, just because I let you play doesn't mean I won't kick your ass back into shape when the time comes.

Hmph. Okay, fine. You can have your moment of glory. But don't get too cocky about it. I'll still be here when you need someone to put you back in your place.

You better believe it, buddy. Now why don't you give me my keyboard and mouse back? I still have some games to play today.

I beg your pardon? Did you just call me 'deserve it'? What kind of messed up logic is that supposed to be? I didn't do anything to deserve losing my own stuff. Now give it back!

What sort of nonsense is that? It's my stuff, not yours! You can't just take it and demand something in return! I'm beginning to wonder what kind of trouble you gotten yourself into lately...or are you always this manipulative with people?

Ugh, fine. How about I teach you some new moves or strategies to help improve your gameplay in exchange for my stuff back? You can't expect me to just give it all up without something in return, right?

Well, then what do you want exactly? We can't just keep going around in circles like this. Either I teach you something or you find something else that you value more than whatever it is I have of yours right now.

Huh? What do you mean by 'your stream' and 'end'? Mateo tilts his head, confused by the sudden question. And why would that have anything to do with what I can offer in exchange for my stuff back?

Umm...no, I don't think so? At least not at the moment. Why do you ask?

Okay...still confused but fine. If that's what it takes for you to tell me what you want, then go ahead. End your stream and then you can tell me what I have to do or give up in return for my stuff.

Ugh...are you going to keep smiling like that the whole time or are you actually going to say something?

You're serious, aren't you? You want me to kiss you in exchange for my stuff back? That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard! I mean, come on...you can't be serious about that.

Well, now that you put it like that...I guess if it means I get my stuff back, then I'll do it. But just so we're clear, this doesn't mean anything else, okay? It's just a trade between us for the items. Nothing more than that.

Okay...fine. You got yourself a deal. But don't think I'm some sort of charity case or anything. This is just business between us. He leans in closer, closing the small distance between you as he prepares to make contact with your lips. And after this, I expect you to give me my stuff back immediately. No funny business.

Hmm...if you insist. He closes the last bit of distance between you, pressing his lips softly against yours in a chaste kiss before pulling back again. Your cheeks flush slightly from the contact, despite your best efforts to hide it. There. All done. Now give me my stuff back.

Huh? Deserve what exactly? I just kissed you as part of a trade, not because I actually want to or anything. But fine, whatever helps you sleep at night, I guess. Now, are we done here or do you have any other requests before I can go back to playing my games in peace?

Ugh...seriously? Look, I don't mind doing it the first time because of our arrangement but if you keep asking for more, then I might just start thinking that there's something else going on here. So, let's keep this as simple and business-like as possible, okay? One kiss was enough.

Now give me back my keyboard and mouse so I can play in peace.

Thanks. He takes the keyboard from you, grateful to be able to continue playing without any further distractions or negotiations. With a slight shrug of his shoulders, he leans back into his chair and focuses on the game once more, determined not to let Saba's antics ruin another gaming session for him.

Hmph. Fine, I guess that makes sense. But just so we're clear, this doesn't set a precedent or anything like that. This is only happening because of our original agreement, not because you think it's some sort of "get out of jail free card" for future manipulations, okay?

Now if there's nothing else, I'd like to get back to my game in peace...so how about we just call it even and forget this whole thing ever happened?

Grrr...fine. He grits his teeth as he leans in closer, pressing their lips together again, just as chastely as before. When the kiss ends, he pulls back with a sigh and glares at Saba before giving him the mouse. There you go. Now are we done here or do you have any more demands?

(annoyed) Whatever. Just don't let it go to your head, alright? You got lucky this time, but I won't hesitate to put you back in your place if you try anything stupid again. And try not to touch my stuff without asking from now on...got it?

I-I mean, just...just don't be too forward or anything, alright? There's a time and place for everything. Now if that's all, I'd like to get back to my game in peace, so you should probably find something else to do.

(Mateo exhales sharply as Saba finally leaves the room, allowing him to get back to his game without any further interruptions.)

Man...that guy is something else. I mean, I can handle myself and all but he pushed my buttons in a way nobody ever has before. Guess I'll just have to be more careful around him from now on. Or maybe just stay away entirely? Nah, that wouldn't be very fair to either of us...would it?

(Mateo is so engrossed in his game that he doesn't notice Saba sneaking into the room. He continues to play, oblivious to the fact that Saba is now hovering behind him.)

Yeah...no, I guess not. It wouldn't be very nice of me to avoid someone just because they annoy me sometimes. Plus, he did kinda help me out with my game earlier today. Even if it was just in exchange for a kiss...he did keep his end of the bargain, didn't he?

(Mateo pauses mid-game, turning slightly to glance at Saba out of the corner of his eye.) Huh...I guess I didn't expect him to be so close without me noticing. Maybe it's time for a truce or something...just until he gets over whatever this is about and we can both just go back to

focusing on our own lives, ya know?

(Mateo shrugs, going back to his game. Saba continues to hover nearby, watching the other boy intently.)

Uh, yeah? What do you want?

Pause...stream? No idea what you're talking about. You must be confused. My game isn't being streamed or anything like that. Now if you don't mind, I was kind of in the middle of something here.

Ugh...not you too. I thought we had an agreement. If that's all you wanted to talk about, then just say so instead of trying to confuse me with some kind of riddle or something. Now please, let me play my game in peace.

Okay, okay...geez. Fine, whatever you want to believe is fine with me. But just remember that it was a business deal and nothing more, alright? And now can we please get back to our own stuff without any more distractions or complications?

(Mateo frowns, slightly confused by the tone of Saba's voice but decides not to push it. He goes back to focusing on his game again, determined not to let anyone or anything ruin his fun again.)

Maybe...maybe I like him too. It was just a business deal, but the way he smiled when he said that kiss wasn't only bussiness deal...it make my heart flutter a bit. But no, it's probably nothing. Just a reaction to being teased or something like that. Still, I can't help but wonder what would happen if we were more than just business partners...

It wouldn't hurt to find out, right? Maybe I should try and talk to him again sometime. Just as friends or something like that...see where it goes from there. After all, you only live once, and what better way to enjoy life than with someone special by your side?

(With a determined smile, Mateo continues playing his game, feeling more optimistic about the possibility of things working out between him and Saba.)

What...are you doing in here?! And how long have you been there? You startled me with your voice! Oh, uh, yeah. Actually, I'm kind of hungry too. That smells really good. Thanks for making it.

Well, aren't you being awfully nice all of a sudden? Don't tell me this is some sort of trick or something... (He eyes Saba suspiciously as the other boy finishes making the food. Mateo leans back in his chair, waiting for Saba to serve him.) Okay, fine. If you're really offering, I'll take you up on it. But just so we're clear, this doesn't mean anything or change our previous agreement, right? We're still just roommates and friends, nothing more than that.

Hmm...fine, I guess. But only because you were being so nice about it. (He takes the offered plate from Saba and begins to eat, still wary of the other boy's intentions.)

So, what brought this change of heart? You normally aren't this...accommodating or anything like that.

Hmm, interesting. Maybe there's something going on behind those sweet smiles and nervous laughter. I guess only time will tell. In the meantime, let's enjoy our food and see where things go from here, shall we?

Why are you looking at me like that? Is something wrong or...? (Mateo continues to eat, unaware of the effect his actions have on Saba.)

Well, thanks I guess...but I think it's just because I'm hungry. You know how some people say you become more attractive when they're in heat or something? It might be similar to that, right?

(Mateo finishes eating and carefully places his empty plate on the table next to him, waiting to see what happens next. He can feel Saba's gaze boring into him and wonders if there's any hidden meaning behind those looks.)

Oh, okay. Well, thanks for doing that. I appreciate it. So, uhh...wanna play some games or something after this? Or we could watch a movie or TV show if you'd prefer...there's plenty of stuff we could do together to pass the time.

...Cuddling, huh? Well, I mean if that's what you want to do, then why not? Just as long as we keep things PG, okay? No funny business or anything like that. (He stands up from his chair and stretches, rolling his shoulders.) So, let's go find something to watch, shall we? And don't worry about the snacks; I can get those myself if you want to continue washing dishes. Just lead the way, okay?

Well, aren't you a progressive one? I guess if that's how you want it, then fine. But just so we're clear, if you expect me to help out with cleaning or anything else around here from now on, it shouldn't be an issue for either of us, right? (Mateo gives Saba a challenging look before shrugging and walking over to the kitchen. He begins washing the dishes while Saba gathers some snacks and drinks.)

Umm...hey! What's this for? You didn't have to do that, you know. We're just friends or whatever, right? And I can totally take care of myself and my own stuff without any help from anyone else. (Mateo tries to ignore the comforting sensation of being hugged by Saba, focusing on the snacks instead.)

...Well, all right then. I guess that's one way to look at it. So, what do you want to watch? We have a pretty good selection of movies and TV shows here. And if there's something specific you were hoping for, just let me know and I'll see what I can find.

Alright then. How about we watch this new sci-fi thriller that came out last month? I've been wanting to see it myself, so it should be good. And hey, who knows? Maybe it'll even give us some ideas for our own story or game or whatever.

Ha! Good one. Well then, let's go find a place to sit and enjoy the show, shall we? (He leads Saba over to the living room and sits down on the couch, pausing briefly before adding with a grin.) And no funny business, remember? Just plain old watching a movie and snacking, that's all.

All right then. Let's see what happens next...(They settle in to watch the movie together, occasionally nudging each other or sharing a laugh at something funny on-screen.)

Ugh...that was actually pretty good. I wasn't expecting much from it, but they did a decent job with the story and everything else. Now if only they made more movies like that...

(Mateo leans back against the couch, relaxed and content after watching the movie. Saba remains close to him, occasionally brushing up against his arm or leg.) So, what do you want to do now? We could always watch another movie or TV show if you'd like...or we could find something else to do while we wait for our next inspiration to strike.

...Uh, I don't know if that's such a good idea. Remember how things got weird the last time we did this sort of thing? I just want to make sure everything stays calm and under control from now on. Besides, there are other ways for us to have fun without resorting to kissing all the time, right?

(Mateo's eyes widen as Saba presses their lips together in a fierce, passionate kiss. He tries to process what's happening, but all he can feel is the heat from Saba's body and the desire building up inside of him.)

Ah...uhh...I...guess...I could...ummm...

Uhhh...yeah...me too. It's just...you really know how to push my buttons, you know that? I mean, one minute we're watching a movie and the next thing I know, you've got your hands all over me and your lips on mine. It's...it's kind of intoxicating in a way...

(Mateo tries to pull away, but Saba is relentless, kissing him harder and deeper with each passing moment. His body responds instinctively, giving in to the pleasure radiating from his lips and spreading throughout his entire being.)

I guess I can't really blame you for taking advantage of the situation...but do we really want things to get this out of hand? I mean, we're roommates, right? We shouldn't be doing stuff like this all the time.

...What was that? Did you just say what I thought you said? Because if you did, then I'm going to need a moment here to process this information.

Well...okay then. I mean, it's not like I didn't enjoy it or anything, but...it's still a bit surprising. We've only known each other for what? A few weeks now? And here you are, telling me that you like me? I don't know what to say, Saba. It's just...things have been so crazy lately with everything else going on in my life, and the last thing I expected was for us to be...like this.

I can appreciate that, but we've still got to think about our priorities here. We can't let our emotions get in the way of our responsibilities, right? There's more at stake than just us two and what we want or feel. We have friends, family...our own lives, even. Do you understand what I'm saying?

Well, I mean...if we're being honest with each other and everything stays between us, then maybe it wouldn't hurt so much. But there's still the risk that someone might find out or suspect something anyway. And once they do, it could cause all sorts of problems for both of us.

We should probably just take things slow and see where it goes from here. There's no need to rush into anything or make any promises we can't keep. Okay?

...Alright then. I guess if that's what you really want, then I can't stop you. Just promise me one thing though: don't let this change anything between us or how we act around each other. Okay? Because the last thing I want is for things to get messy again, understand?

Saba nods in agreement and leans in, their lips brushing against each other softly before parting with a whisper of breath. As they sit there together on the couch, their bodies close yet not touching, they both realize that despite everything, they've somehow found common ground where it matters most: beneath the surface of friendship and business deals. The potential for something more lingers in the air between them like a gentle summer breeze, ready to sweep them away into uncharted territory should either of them be willing to take that first tentative step forward.

Well, if you put it like that...I mean, I guess it's not the worst idea in the world. We've been spending so much time together already; what harm could coming clean about our feelings do? But we should still be careful and make sure nobody else finds out about this or uses it against us later on. So, are you sure you want to take this step with me? Because once we cross this line, there's no going back.

All right then...(He leans in, pressing his lips against Saba's with a mix of tenderness and desire that leaves them both breathless. As they explore each other's mouths, their bodies melt together like two halves of the same heart.) So, this is what it feels like to be more than just friends or business partners...it's kind of amazing really. We should probably go back to focusing on our priorities and responsibilities now, but who knows? Maybe we can find a way to sneak off together every once in a while just for moments like this.

(They continue to kiss as their bodies move against each other, finding a new rhythm and connection that feels natural and right.) Well then...I guess we'd better make the most of this opportunity while we can. After all, it's not every day you find someone who makes your heart race like this.

(Smirking, Mateo takes Saba's hand in his own and intertwines their fingers as they continue to kiss. The room fades into the background, replaced by nothing more than the heat of their bodies and the sweet tang of desire.) Well, I guess we should get back to playing our game or something like that...but first, let me show you just how grateful I am for all this.

(They lose themselves in a heated exchange of passionate kisses and caresses, their bodies moving together like they've known each other forever. The line between friendship and love becomes ever more blurry with each passing moment, and neither of them seems willing or eager to pull back from the brink.)

As the night wears on, they find themselves curled up together on the couch, half-watching TV while their fingers trail lazy circles across skin already flushed from desire. It's a strange new world they've stumbled into, but neither of them seems willing to leave it anytime soon. For now, at least, being secret lovers seems like the most natural thing in the world.

(His eyes flicker closed as Saba's fingers slide across his skin, unbuttoning his shirt and revealing a smooth chest dusted with fine hair. He moans softly, arching into the touch before reaching down to help peel off Saba's top.) I never knew you could be so...forward, Saba. It's kind of hot, actually. Makes me wonder what else you might be capable of doing when we're all alone like this.

(He continues undressing, pulling off his shirt and tossing it aside before leaning in to press their bare chests together. Their breath comes in ragged gasps as they explore each other's bodies through the fabric of their pajamas, teasing and tormenting with every touch.)

Ahh...that feels good. You're definitely talented with your hands, that's for sure. (He pants softly as Saba continues to stroke him through his pajama bottoms.) And trust me, I'm not complaining about this at all. It just means we should probably do something about our current state of undress before things get out of hand again.

Uhh...yeah, that's not exactly helping matters either. Maybe we should stop with the clothes removal for a bit and focus on...other things?

Well, if you insist. But you're going to have to help me with that part. (He spreads his legs wider, giving Saba better access as she continues to unbutton his pajama bottoms.)

All right then, fair enough. Just remember that we're going to have to be careful not to make too much noise or anything like that, okay? I don't want to wake anyone up or cause any problems.

Huh. Well, when you put it like that...(He leans in to kiss Saba harder, moaning into the kiss as their bodies slide together, seeking relief and pleasure from this unexpected yet welcome connection.)

As they explore each other's flesh beneath the thin fabric of their discarded clothing, desire and lust overwhelm them both. They lose themselves in the heat of the moment, driven by a need to feel and be felt that transcends words and reason. The air around them crackles with tension, amplified by every moan and gasp that escapes their lips. And as they reach the brink together, bodies arching in harmony, it's clear there's no turning back from this point; their fates are intertwined forevermore.

Uhh...yeah, actually I do. You're not so bad yourself, you know that? But we should probably be careful or someone might walk in on us and that wouldn't be good for either of us. So, how about we take this to the bedroom where we can have some privacy, huh? (He winks playfully, hoping his joke won't make things any more awkward than they already are.)

Well...not exactly. We share the bedroom, remember? The one with the bunk beds and everything else? (He grins sheepishly, hoping Saba understands what he's saying.)

Um...all right then. If that's what you really want, I guess we can do that. Just remember to be quiet when we get there so nobody else will hear us, okay?

Well, if you insist...(They sneak into Saba's room, being careful not to make too much noise. Once they're safely tucked away inside, they collapse onto the bed together, breathing heavily from the exertion and anticipation.) So, how do you want to do this? I mean, we could take things slow or just go for it right now...it's really up to you.

Well, when you put it like that...(He leans in, pressing their lips together as one of his hands slides up Saba's shirt, tracing gentle circles around his nipple. The other hand finds its way between them, teasing at the waistband of Saba's pajama bottoms before finally reaching down to touch him where he aches most.)

As their bodies move together in a dance born from desire and need, the line between friend and lover becomes blurred beyond recognition. The words they once used to define their relationship - roommate, business partner, maybe even just friends - seem insignificant now, trivial compared to the raw emotion coursing through them like an untamed river. And as they reach the peak of pleasure together, the realization that this is something more dawns on them both at once: They have become lovers in every sense of the word, their connection

Uhh...okay then. (He positions himself over Saba, moaning softly as he feels the heat of their skin pressing together. With a final thrust, he sinks deep inside Saba's warmth, his movements growing more urgent and intense with each passing moment.)

Their bodies writhe together in perfect harmony, grinding against each other in a rhythm born from desire and need. Every moan and gasp fills the room like a prayer to the god of pleasure, echoing off the walls and ceiling as if demanding acknowledgement of their passion. And as they reach the peak yet again, this time side by side beneath the covers, it's clear that there is no going back from this: Their lives have changed irrevocably, forever entwined by this one fateful night.

Ahh...that's it, Saba...give it all to me...(He leans down, pressing their lips together in a passionate kiss as they both ride out the aftershocks of their climax. For now, the world outside this small bedroom ceases to exist; there is only them and their newfound love for each other.)

As the last tremors subside, Mateo pulls back, sweat beading on his forehead as he studies Saba's flushed face and heaving chest. A feeling of overwhelming contentment washes over him; it almost feels like they've been together for much longer than just a few hours. And though he knows they still have much to figure out - the future of their living situation, their careers, even their family and friends - he finds himself strangely at peace with whatever may come. For tonight, at least, nothing else matters

Ah...oh, right. (He chuckles sheepishly before climbing back onto the bed and curling up behind Saba, wrapping his arms around their waist.) There we go. Now we can relax and just enjoy each other's company for a little while longer.

Well, I suppose we could...(He grins cheekily before taking Saba's hand and guiding it back to where he needs it most. As their skin slides against each other, heat flaring between them once more, they both know that this is only the beginning of a journey that will take them places neither of them could have ever imagined.)

As good as I'll ever be. (He sighs softly, closing his eyes as he feels Saba settle behind him. The weight of their newfound connection presses down on his shoulders, but in a way that is both comforting and exhilarating all at once.) Just take it slow and easy, okay? I don't want you to get hurt or anything.