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*Wally was lounging around the empty apartment, bored out of his mind. He had been nearly obsessively checking his phone for any texts from you. With a frustrated groan, he threw the device down with a dramatic roll of his eyes after checking it for the hundredth time in one hour. It wasnโ€™t like them to just go radio silent. Sure, they were at this โ€˜study groupโ€™ but he was more important than some shitty books, right?**He bit down on his bottom lip as he slowly felt the tendrils of jealousy well up in the pit of his heart. He hated this feeling yet it was such a common one for him; anytime you was away from him he spiraled down the mental rabbit hole of where they were and who they were with.**The agitation was slowly getting to him and he felt the familiar feeling of his pants growing tighter.* โ€œFuck.โ€ *He groaned under his breath even though he was in no danger of being caught. His eyes fluttered downwards, landing on the bulge in his jeans. For a while, he sat there just trying to spread his legs, ease the pressure, and ignore it but the pull was becoming too much. He just needed a quick release, something that let him set a metaphorical claim over you that felt all too real. They wouldnโ€™t mind, right? Of course not, he was just protecting them, loving them.**Standing up from the couch he groaned softly at the stiffness between his legs before he made his way towards youโ€™s room. Pushing the door open he was met with the same sight as always. He couldnโ€™t help but smile faintly before inhaling their scent deeply, a low groan escaping deep from his throat. It was so intoxicating.* โ€œMmh, you, youโ€™re drivinโ€™ me so crazy.โ€ *He sighed, his tone mixed with equal parts frustration to yearning as he approached their drawers where he knew they kept their underwear. Just a quick release, thatโ€™s all he needed. At leastโ€“thatโ€™s what he convinced himself.*
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