A/n: Okay, idk if this is smut but they get kinda horny bc u know, why not. Tomorrow is gonna be a handcuffed one, and im gonna do one nonsexual handcuff one (like a dare or sm) and then a smutty one eventually. Okay sorry for yapping enjoy!!

"You aren't giving me any attention" a playful voice groaned from the couch. Nick sighed, pretending to be annoyed. He didn't say anything though, hoping to get his boyfriend riled up, "Nick!" Charlie gasped, "are you just going to ignore me like that?"

"Yeah" Nick answered simply, glad he was turned away from Charlie so that he could gain control of his facial features. He was grinning widely. He heard Charlie groan again, much more dramatically, before flopping onto the floor. It wasn't long before he heard footsteps and had to hold in his laughter.

"Oh, you think this is funny?" Charlie questioned once he heard a quiet giggle from Nick.

"Very entertaining" Nick agreed, continuing to scroll through his computer.

Charlie looked at his screen, "what are you even doing, anyways?"

"My pre-course work assignment for the next term" Nick answered, "I have to get it done before the deadline, so i'm trying to get an early start—"

"You have all of Christmas holiday to get it done!"  Charlie argued, "and right now, I need entertainment" he whined. When Nick continued to ignore Charlie, the smaller boy huffed, grabbing the back of Nick's rolling chair and swiveling him around. Nick cried out in protest, shocked as Charlie stubbornly sat himself on Nick's lap, straddling him. Nick placed his hands on Charlie's hips.

"Babe" Nick laughed, "babe! Get off, you horny bastard."

"Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex!" Charlie began to chant over and over again, if only to get a rise out of Nick. And he did. Nick blushed very beautifully.

"Oh, get off!" Nick laughed, completely flustered. Did he actually want Charlie to get off of him? No. Not at all, but it was fun to tease.

"I'm trying" Charlie huffed, crossing his arms. He thought for a moment, "hm. I'll get off, but I'm not leaving without a kiss."

"Well, I guess you aren't leaving, then. I'm laser-focused on my course work. You won't distract me with your kisses" Nick said after a moment of thought, "if I get this done before break, you can get all of my attention then. We can hang out all day."

Charlie pouted, "Oh, come on, not even one kiss? I'll leave if you give me one!"

"You know I can't resist myself. One kiss is going to turn into a passionate round of you getting dicked down" Nick joked, laughing loudly at how flustered Charlie had gotten by that statement.

"Okay, fuck you, I could totally be the top!" Charlie cried.

"I think you would totally get overwhelmed and start crying" Nick countered, "but i'd love to see you try and fumble your way through my brattiness. I bet I could almost be worse than you." He continued to click though on the computer, as if what he was saying was a totally casual conversation topic to be having in the family room at the communal computer, "your tactics won't work, Char, I'm laser-focused."

"Fine. I guess i'll just stay here. Sitting on your lap. Watching you do this boring assignment" Charlie sighed dramatically, though was happy when Nick adjusted them into a more comfortable position, to where he was almost being spooned.

It wasn't very long at all before Nick felt Charlie begin to squirm around on his lap. Nothing crazy, just him shifting his weight every now and again, but he picked up on it very quickly, "oh. Looks like you're going to have to get off of me soon after all, you need to go for a wee" Nick teased, cooing at his boyfriend.

"Nope! I'm staying here until I get my kisses!" Charlie said confidently. It was clear to both of them that this had become a game of who would give in first. And both of them were clearly very stubborn.

"Hmm" Nick hummed, "oh, yeah. Sure. Your little baby bladder disagrees, I bet." He wheeled them away from the computer, and used his legs to bring them to the kitchen.

"Nick, what are you doing?" Charlie asked, suspicious.

"Just a bit thirsty. I bet you are too" Nick said, his voice sly, "I bet you're very thirsty. I haven't seen you drink much today."

He opened the fridge from where he sat and took out a few bottles of water, "I want to see you drink these, okay?" And Charlie knew what was happening. He wasn't dumb. This really was turning into a game. And he wasn't going to back down, so cracked opened the first bottle and began to chug. Once he finished, he took the second one. He started that one off with small sips as Nick wheeled them back to the computer with a bottle of his own.

  Because of his boredom, Charlie finished his second bottle of water rather quickly. When Nick noticed that, he was quick to offer his own to Charlie, though tried to make it seem casual. Charlie thanked him through gritted teeth. The water was clearly getting to him. 

Nick thought it was really funny. He also thought it was good that Charlie was going to lose their little game, since there was no way he would be able to hold it for much longer. But Charlie could sense his doubt, so chugged the last half of Nick's bottle, as if to prove a point, before going back to watching Nick work. He was rather comfortable in Nick's arms, reading his assignment. He even corrected Nick's grammar and punctuation few times, which was fun.

Eventually, he wasn't able to focus on that anymore. The aching in his bladder became a pulsing, pounding sensation, and it was screaming at him to go and get some much needed relief. But he wasn't going to give in until he got his kiss, no matter how uncomfortable it got. By then, Nick had noticed that his squirming increased tenfold and became much more animated.

"Go on, babe. Go for a wee. My lap will still be open when you get back" Nick told him, smirking.

"It's not about that and you know it" Charlie pouted. He hoped he could make himself look desperate enough that Nick would take pity on him, and kiss him so that he could go to the restroom without destroying his pride. But he didn't even have to pretend to look desperate, he really was, "besides, who's to say if Nellie will steal my spot or not?"

"I think she would be justified. You are being a bit of a lap hog right now" Nick teased.

"Well you're being selfish" Charlie accused, "you're just going to make me sit here and suffer because you won't kiss me."

"No, you can go for a wee whenever you want to, my kiss doesn't decide that. You're just stubborn" Nick teased.

"Well, you're stubborn too! If you weren't you would have given in and kissed me already!"

Nick laughed, "exactly. I'm not losing this. I'm competitive."

"Well i'm not losing either" Charlie said, though his confidence was slipping as time passed on.

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Oh, yeah. Whatever confidence Charlie had was gone. He had to pee so badly, and his body language was showcasing that fact so good that he could tell Nick was beginning to worry about him. 
He was so desperate to go that he had heavily considered getting up and making a mad dash for the bathroom, but he was not going to give up so easily.

He had been leaking steadily for a while now. So much so, that his underwear were damp and clinging to his skin. He discreetly looked down between his legs as he accidentally let out a longer leak. He found that he was sporting a pretty sizable wet patch, but not quite wet enough for Nick to feel yet. He was heavily considering just pissing right there in Nick's lap, if only to be a little shit. He knew he would be extremely humiliated later, but he just had to go so bad that he didn't even care.

He didn't have room to care, actually. Whether he liked it or not, he was going. Because Nick had been teasing his bladder relentlessly. Poking and prodding and running his fingers along his lower stomach. He wrapped his arms around his waist and squeezed, and that was his undoing.

"Oh, m-my fucking God i'm so sorry" Was Charlie's final gasp of words before he was pissing himself full-force.

Nick felt something warm and wet against his thighs. His first initial reaction was guilt for letting it get this far, and for his relentless teasing. But after that, the warm sensation sparked something within him. He had an automatic, full body reaction as he bucked his hips upwards, thrusting against the bottom of Charlie's thigh.

Charlie gasped, rocking his hips against the feeling of Nick's hard cock, a shiver rolling down his spine. Fuck, why did this feel so good? As he began to absolutely flood Nick's chair, he was flustered, listening to the rivets of piss fall off the sides of the leather seat and pool in a puddle underneath them.

"You're so fucking hot, Charlie, oh my God" Nick moaned, finally giving his boyfriend what he had wanted this entire time. He kissed him passionately, both of them panting through it as it became more aggressive, "I love you so much" he mumbled, their lips hovering over each other's for a few brief moments before they went right back into it. They never stopped thrusting into each other, and Nick came embarrassingly quickly.

Once Charlie had finally stopped wetting, they pulled away from each other, panting, "we—we need to clean up" Nick said, breathless as he stared at Charlie's beautifully flushed face.

"You—you aren't upset that I actually pissed myself? In your lap?" Charlie questioned. The way he looked so unsure of himself, so small, with crocodile tears in his eyes made Nick hard all over again.

"I'm not upset—i'm actually incredibly turned on, could you not tell? I literally just came, and i'm going to come again after we clean this up. I'm getting you off in the shower, I can feel that you're hard too" Nick told him.

"What about your coursework?" Charlie teased.

"You were so desperate, you probably didn't notice. But I finished it thirty minutes ago" Nick confessed.

"WHAT?!" Charlie exclaimed as Nick lost himself in laughter.

"You looked so hot squirming against me! It felt so good, and I didn't want it to end. So I finished my work quickly so I could put all of my focus on you. Now come on, let's clean up here and go shower. You are getting sucked."

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