So, this one isn't that great, I know, but I felt awful not updating for a few days so I'm writing this during my lunchbreak at work. Between my birthday and working 9 hour closing shifts everyday I've been exhausted as of late. So bare with me...

Disclaimer: Yada Yada I'm broke...

Prompt: Lakeside cabin, magazines, and dice curtosy of Rags (thank you Rags)

Spot sat on the couch, a magazine he'd already read a thousand times sitting in his hands. He wasn't actually reading, but more looking at the pictures, bored to death; not that his boyfriend was helping at all.

The dice danced within the confines of Tony's palms, slipping through his fingers with a skill that only came through years of practice. He threw them up in the air, letting them fall with a clank to the vinyl coating on the wooden floor.

Spot rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Alright, I don't know about you…but I'm bored as fuck…" he stated, Tony not turning to face him.

"I know, we both are, but what do you suggest we do about it?" The Italian asked, not bothering to turn to look at the other occupant of the small room.

With a devious smirk playing on his lips Sean put down the magazine and walked over to his boyfriend, abruptly sitting in his lap and wrapping his arms around his neck, "Well…I can think of something..." his smirk grew even more devious as he moved their faces only inches away from each other.

Tony rolled his eyes and bucked his hips to the side, causing the blonde to fall off of him and onto the ground next to him, "Come on, Sean, you know my parents could be back any second; you really want them to walk in and see that?"

Sean huffed and turned to his boyfriend, sitting up on the floor, holding himself up by his hands, "You know when you said, 'Let's go up to my parent's lakeside cabin' I thought it'd mean that I'd get laid more than normal; not that I'd have to go an entire week without…"

Tony turned back to his dice, "I know, I know…but I wanted you to come…and I knew you wouldn't want to unless you thought you were going to get something out of it…heaven forbid I love you and don't want to go an entire week without seeing you…" he stated, throwing the dice a bit harder than normal.

The blonde frowned, the slightest bit of guilt panging through him, "I love you too…" Was the only thing he could think to respond with.

"I know…I just wish you could act like it sometimes…" Tony stated, still not looking at him.

"I'm sorry…I know I'm a shitty boyfriend…but I can't help it…I'm a teenager with a hot boyfriend; you expect me to not want me to have sex all the time? I mean, I don't know how you can handle it…look at how hot I am…I'd go nuts if I was you…" Spot stated and Tony looked up in disbelief until he saw the playful grin playing on his boyfriend's lips.

"You're such an ass…you know that?" Tony chuckled, shaking his head.

"But a hot ass…and that's what really matters…" Spot laughed and Tony slapped him noncommittally; still shaking his head, "Hey! You could date someone uglier! See how you like it…" Spot laughed and Tony grimaced.

Didn't seem worth it…

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