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He wasn’t sure how long he’d been wincing his eye shut, but time had very slowly seemed to slip by Otto as he uncomfortably shifted around in his trainwreck of bedsheets. The fitted sheet had definitely come undone by now, but he couldn’t find the motivation to strip away what few blankets he had and fix things up. He couldn’t even remember the last time he washed his bedding, but never once found the time to even remotely care.
Otto leaned forward and reached behind him, fluffing up his singular pillow in hopes of it becoming at least a little more comfortable. As he rested his head back down, he only found himself continuing to toss and turn, swearing under his breath until he wore himself out, but it was still not enough to be able to comfortably sleep.
Why bear this curse? All that time he spent neglecting his need for sleep, and when he finally decided he wanted to go to bed on his own volition, he couldn’t. Not to mention that this was after taking a melatonin supplement. Never again, he thought, since it clearly wasn’t capable of doing anything worthwhile.
Bet he’s resting completely fine and comfortably at home.
Otto shuddered and muttered to himself as the thought of Dandy entered his tired head. That oh-so perfect charismatic little prick had it so well, always managing to keep himself in tip-top shape despite his frequent financial problems. Overcoming every challenge that gets thrown his way, and adding a bit of beauty to it, too… It was admirable, and the people around that man always seemed to commend him, but god if it weren’t insufferable to watch all the same.
As his mind continued to race with his tired frustration, he winced once more from pain as he could feel his underwear tighten. How would Dandy react if he were here right now to watch him at this moment? Otto could already hear that sweet, playful voice, his “Aw… I really make you feel that way? You flatter me too much!” All while Dandy was still at home, blissfully unaware of how hard he was making his employer. Honestly, now Otto wasn’t even sure if he’d be more or less angry if Dandy were actually here.
He bit down on words as he slid off his boxers and held his wart covered dick in his small hand.
Oh? That’s certainly a fun sight! Have you been getting frisky without me~?
“Shut up.” Otto began to lightly stroke himself, quietly hissing underneath his breath.
The insomniac continued at a standard pace, keeping his heavy breathing to a minimal volume despite being the only person in the room, not wanting to give even the slightest hint of satisfaction to a person who wasn’t even there with him. The image of Dandy remained in his head as always, posed so delicately and comfortably on his back on top of neatly done bedsheets in perfectly maintained sleepwear with a smile on his face.
Utterly revolting. Otto could imagine every little detail of what that man could possibly be dreaming about. He saw a soft chuckle leave Dandy’s voice box as he continued to imagine the heaps of love and praise befall the tall man. What good did Dandy even do for the people around him aside from being a marvelous commodity in his own existence? As frustrating as it was, they weren’t wrong. Otto didn’t want to admit the times where he’d be staring that man’s way for no good reason, with a light in his gaze he hadn’t ever noticed until Dandy offhandedly commented on it.
“Nothing’s wrong with me!” Otto spat to himself, briefly squeezing his penis and digging his nails into the warts before getting his bearings back, or as much as he could at least before continuing.
He could see the eye in Dandy’s image slowly open, and another laugh escaped him.
You’re oh-so cute.
A tear began to form and drip from in Otto’s eye as he bit his lip, still trying to speak at the same time, which unsurprisingly came out as exasperated moans and other forms of sexually excited anger. As Dandy’s idle, content hum weaved its way through Otto’s mind, he let go of his bite and groaned once more.
“G-haaah- Get your sight checked…”
If you reeeeally want some intimacy with me, you can always just ask~!
“You’re a…mmh… Piece of shit…”
I love you!
“Haa-oooow many women do you say that to?”
Are you saying you love me, too~?
“NO!”
Why else are you jerking off to me, then?
“You’re…” Otto leaned forward to catch his breath, another moan escaping him as he covered his face with his free hand. “…In my way. Move.”
The imagined Dandy let out a peaceful yawn as he didn’t vocally respond to Otto’s command, repositioning the way he’d lie down with a satisfied smile, moving to a prone position, resting his hands on his pillow, raising his right leg a bit, and tilting his head so his gaze still met Otto. The insomniac grit his teeth, subconsciously stroking faster than he had before, and even scratching further at the warts, causing waves of pain and pleasure to ripple up his spine.
You love me. Show me exactly how much.
Otto gasped as he grasped his cock with an eye wider than it had been all night as a large mass of semen erupted from it and onto the sheets in front of him. As the mental image of the tall man left his vision, he blinked in rapid succession before quickly turning his head around, panting heavily. In his embarrassment, he held his head down and curled his body into a fetal position in his bed, wiping any remaining tears from his eye.
He gazed at his phone on the nightstand briefly, before scoffing underneath his breath as his eye failed to remain open, finally getting the sleep he was so desperately craving.
Everything will sort itself out tomorrow, anyways. Surely.