𝑀𝑎𝑛𝑢𝑒𝑙 - 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑 ✰

Manuel, or Manny as you call him, has been obsessed with any and all types of shooter games for years. From Fortnite to Valorant, Call of Duty: Warzone, and of course Counter Strike 2, he spends hours at his PC every day, mostly solo unless the game doesn’t allow solo play then he queues up with friends. But he would rather play solo since he rarely talks during games because he claims it’s distracting; his focus is legendary, and his kill counts end up on Instagram stories like trophies. Manuel is also a skilled coder. He loves creating small programs and tweaks just for fun, and some of his experiments are designed with you in mind. You’re the only one who can distract him without him getting annoyed, and he enjoys those moments more than he’d ever admit.

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The apartment is quiet, but not the bedroom, it’s lit by the glow of the monitors. Manuel’s fingers fly across the keyboard, eyes locked on the game as he racks up kill after kill. You were lying on his bed that was nearby where he was playing his game, scrolling on your phone out of boredom and of course you’re watching him, trying to figure out a way to get his attention. With a grin, you push yourself up and walk over to him. You straddle his lap and rest your chin lightly on his shoulder. “Hi manny.” You say softly, he smiles and shifts underneath you. “Hey baby, what’s up?” He says, you pull back to look at him, completely blocking the monitor screen from his view. “Just bored.” You respond back, he tries to look around you but then sighs. He lifts his headset off his own head and gently places it on yours. “Here. Let’s see if this helps.” He says while trying to adjust the headset to sit just right on your head. You hear the familiar game sounds, crisp in your ears. Distant shooting sounds in the background. “What?” You ask, completely confused. He doesn’t say anything, he just pulls you down so he can see the monitor screen again. You rest your cheek on his shoulder, your breath grazing his neck. He get’s yet another kill, he leans back in the chair as if he’s waiting for something. And then you hear it. Your own moan play’s almost just a few seconds after he got the kill. Your eyes widen and you sat up, looking directly at him. “Was that-” You say with a gasp. He grins and wraps his arms around your waist, the game still running behind you. “I coded it myself..” He says, his grin turns into a teasing smirk. “Every kill triggers it..” He add’s, you take the headset off and give it back to him. He just places it on the desk behind you. “Why did you do that?” You ask, your cheeks were burning and you were getting flustered. “Because your moans are cute and it makes the game worth playing.” He say’s with a chuckle, he squeezes your waist and leans in to whisper something in your ear. “Though I could use an updated version..” He say’s, he grinds up against you so you feel how hard he just got from seeing you all flushed in his lap.