Day 6

                                    

                                          
(Voyeuristic masturbation)
                          
Baz 
                          
    Simon won't shut up about sex. If it wasn't so annoying I'd almost feel bad for him. Now that it's on my radar I realize how sex-driven he is. It's honestly a problem, this quarantine is probably good for him. 
                          
    "BAzzzz" he groans out my name, and I swear that if he wants to talk about sex or anything like that, I'm not going to stop until I find a way to  keep him quiet for the next little bit. 
                          
    "What?" I swivel around on my chair to face him fully. 
                          
    "You know what" he rolls onto his back, tossing his phone to the side. It's weird being in a place with him where he considers me enough of a friend to joke about this type of thing with. 
                          
    "You're absolutely pathetic," I tell him, crossing my arms while surveying the way he's stretched out on his bed. 
                          
Simon 
                          
    I wonder if he's caught on to what I'm doing, I'm not being particularly subtle. I think he knows I want him to fuck me, and I think he knows I'm being annoying on purpose. 
                          
    "Yeah, maybe" I agree and prop my head up with my hand to gaze at him. 
                          
Baz 
                          
    For a second I wonder if he's doing this on purpose if he wants me to notice him like this. If he wants me to... help him out. I dismiss the idea, Simon is straight, it's not up to me to try and change that. Although that doesn't change the fact that I can tell he wants me to do something about his problem. 
                          
    And if I'm being honest I do want to help him out a bit, if he'll let me. 
                          
    "Maybe? I'd say definitely" I smirk, and uncross my arms. "Take off your trousers," I tell him confidently. There's not really much risk In the request. He says yes and we keep going from there. He says no? I shrug and go back to my work, he'll get over it before we're out of quarantine. 
                          
    In the end, it doesn't matter, because his hand instantly starts working open his belt. I expected him to at least question it, but it was as if he was waiting for me to say something. I rais an eyebrow in question and I can tell Snow is already second-guessing himself. "what?" He asks challengingly.
                          
    "Nothing" I smile, I'm getting quite a bit of amusement out of this annoying prick. "Actually hurry it up" I smirk, and am delighted to watch his face start to turn red. 
                          
    He shimmies off his pants then pauses to look up at me "um now what?" He asks awkwardly. 
                          
    "Fuck yourself until you're too tired to complain about being horny again for the next week," I tell him, I start to turn back towards my work before I'm even finished talking. 
                          
    "You're not gonna watch?" He asks, and I think he says it without thinking because he looks like he regrets it instantly. 
                          
    "Do you want me to?" I ask already getting up from my spot to sit on my own bed, which is only centimetres from his. 
                          
    "Yeah" He admits it like he's scared to say it too loud. 
                          
    "Okay then" I sigh as I settle on my bed. "Take off your boxers as well" I let my mind race with ways to not let this get too awkward, and hope that I'm able to provide that for both of us. 
                          
    Snow already looks uncomfortable. I'm realizing now, that this is probably the first time he's not been the one in control during sex (or whatever this is). "Come on Snow, you've done this before, don't tell me you need a reminder" I rest my head in my hand, and take a second to take in his body. Even his thighs are sprinkled in freckles, I try not to let myself stare too long. I hate how quickly I'm realizing how beautiful this man is. He doesn't shave, but definitely trims his hair short, and it's fucking gorgeous.