ahmichaelxjones:

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“All fine and well. Have a particular place in mind? Will we spoon or shower afterwards?”

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“How about Geoff’s desk and then.. Shower? I’m willing to mix it up a little bit.”

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ahmichaelxjones:

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“Why you offering?”

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More like implying to what’s gonna happen next.

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‘Panty Raid’

His eyes blinked tiredly at the ceiling, leaning back in his chair. Staying up late at Michael’s for some gaming last night had been a good idea at the time. Until he had arrived back at his place at five in the morning. Ryan couldn’t help but feel ashamed of himself. For he had taken something of Michael’s. Sure, it wasn’t a pricey item or something Michael held dear to him.

It’s just super fucking creepy that you took it. And on top of that, you brought it to work.

It was true, he had stolen a pair of Michael boxer-briefs and had brought them into the office via his jacket pocket. His hand was clutching the article of clothing, thumb tracing the soft fabric. He twisted his head around, making sure no one else was in there except himself. Ryan pulled them out of his pocket and crossed his legs, placing the underwear on his calf to look at it.

Michael was wearing this. This was literally snuggling against Michael’s dick.

His index and middle finger traced the yellow trimmed, elastic hem of the blue underwear. Ryan sat dormant, smirking to himself, thinking about Michael sitting around, playing video games in these.

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ahmichaelxjones:

“Awww, does Ryan need a hug?”

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Kind of. Yeah.

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All Work and No Play || Closed

ahmichaelxjones:

“You being the duct tape guy.” Michael teased as he took another sip of his drink. He gave Ryan a look in thought before seeing a few posts actually about them and the youtube comments…and even a few twitter replies. “Yeah I heard and Team Crazy Mad to be specific.” He corrected. “Well I’m down for it too but yeah, we need to figure out a game. We could do a co-op mission in GTA, maybe do another Capsized co-op as well, or a different game all together. Up to you.” He shrugged. 

“Sorry, Team Crazy Mad.” His voice mused, hands resuming to type on the keyboard. “Um, being the GTA Guy, among other titles, I could settle for a co-op in that.” Ryan gave a thoughtful frown, “Can’t go wrong with the familiar.” His eyebrows furrowed at his monitor, moving his mouse around. “Huh. That was a weird spot to end an episode.” One of his brows raised, “I thought I had more to do with that one.” He turned his head to Michael, peering past the other’s frame to watch what he was doing. “I’d suggest we could do the Let’s Play today, but it depends on if your schedule’s crammed full or not.” Ryan saved the file and exited out of the programs, letting out a sigh of accomplishment. “Everybody’s gone anyway.”

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All Work and No Play || Closed

ahmichaelxjones:

“Oh thanks.” Michael replied as he opened his own can before he took a sip from it. “Just gotta finish editing the last few minutes of this which is…easier said than done.” He leaned back on his chair and looked over at the other and chuckled. “That’s fucking Gavin for you. I think we should invest in either ear plugs to have underneath the earphones to cancel out the screams, get actual noise canceling headphones, or we just fucking duct tape his mouth." 

Ryan nodded in agreement, "The last one does sound very tempting, actually.” He took another swallow of his drink before setting it down on the table and leaning forwards towards his screen. “Have you been reading any of the comments lately? I saw a few on Reddit– Well, a shit ton to be honest, asking for another Crazy Mad, or whatever our team is called, Let’s Play.” He shot a curious glance over to Michael, “I mean, I’m totally down for it, I just don’t know what game we’d play.”

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All Work and No Play || Closed

“Got ya a Red Bull.” Ryan set down the drink on the other’s desk, taking a seat at his own. He took a sip from his can, “So, how much work you got left?” His hand went over to wave the mouse around on the desk to wake up the computer monitor. “I swear to god all I see is coding and editing tools nowadays.” Ryan chuckled, opening what he was previously doing before he had left to the kitchen. “It doesn’t help that Gavin is pretty much just screaming throughout all of the Let’s Plays, either.”

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Don’t Blame Me || Open

ahmichaelxjones:

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“You’re so full of it. Where the fuck is my beanie?" 

"I’m offended, Michael.

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"Since when have I been known for being untrustworthy?”

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