Virgil was horny right now, but it was only 8 am, and his boyfriend, Logan, was currently working. Of course he could just jack off quickly, but he wanted more. He wanted something inside him.

Problem is, he's never used a toy before.

"Fucking dammit- this'll be interesting.." he mumbles to himself, summoning some lube and a dildo and setting them on the bed beside him.

Virgil stripped himself quickly, throwing his clothes to the floor. He laid back on the bed, grabbing the lube and putting some on his fingers.

He was blushing quite a bit.

Virgil pushed a finger into himself, moaning a little as he pumped it in and out a few times. He added a second finger after a while, biting his lip with a quiet moan.

Virgil continues prepping himself, curling and scissoring his fingers. When he brushed up against a certain spot, his breath hitched, and it took a lot of self control to not massage that spot until he came.

"F-fuck-" he muttered breathlessly, pulling his fingers out and lubing up the dildo. He was panting a little, and his hair was sticking to his forehead from sweating a bit.

Virgil sat up a little shakily, positioning the toy underneath him before sinking down slowly onto it with a moan. He gave himself a minute to adjust, occasionally rocking his hips against the toy. "F-fuck~" he moans quietly.

Once he's adjusted, he brings himself up a little before going back down on it, moaning softly as he continues doing so.

He changed the angle so he would hit his prostate, moaning louder as he does so. Virgil has a teasing kink, which Logan knows through their fun times together, so naturally, Virgil teased himself a little by trying not to cum.

Just then, Logan walked in the door. "Apologies, Virgil, I was caught up-... In..." he trails off, blushing at the sight of his boyfriend; naked, sweaty, blushing bright red and panting, riding a dildo.

And god did that turn him on.

Virgil jumped slightly, but being already on edge, he came onto the sheets with a moan, muttering a few curse words.

Logan blushes more, swallowing a lump in his throat and staring at Virgil and now painfully aware of the problem this image had caused him.

Virgil was panting heavily, looking at Logan with wide eyes. "Sh-shit- Lo-" he says breathlessly, still sitting on the toy, trying to come down from his high.

"... That... Was highly, highly erotic-" Logan says, closing the door when he realized it was still open.

"Care to um, help me out here, Virge?"