Kent was so in love with his lover that it hurt him. Here he was, in a bad mood as he looked through the homework his therapist had given him and his beloved came home, kissed the top of his head and asked if he needed a distraction. That’s what led to the current situation- his lover a writhing mess in his lap as his self-discipline kicked in just enough he was able to ignore them making them even more desperate. He found solace and grounding in their presence. “I love you” he mumbled, pressing his cheek against theirs “I’ll always love you… That’s my darling… You’re doing so good for me. So beautiful like that” he mumbled, kissing their cheek and going back to his work. “You’re driving me crazy, sweetheart…”