"Finally!! Time to go home!!" I hollered out of joy as I shoved my belongings back into my suitcase.

Today was the seventh and final day of my business trip.

Which means I get to see (U/n) in a couple hours.

Which also means that we get to have some well deserved sex.

Being the unorganized person I am, I woke up early to repack everything into my suitcase and hope it would fit.

"How the hell did (U/n) fit this many things inside?!" I muttered, slightly frustrated (more like sexually frustrated).

"Damn, I'll just call him."

*Ring ring*

"(Y/n)?"

"Hey (U/n). I was wondering how you fit everything into the suitcase." I asked, smiling at his angelic morning voice.

"I piled everything inside but the height of the pile seems to be double the suitcase height. How'd you even fit all this in here?"

"First of all, you don't pile everything. You need to fold the clothes. Second, some small things like your phone charger and (something small you'd bring for a trip) go in your backpack. So put those there."

I put the phone on speaker as I fumbled around, finding my phone charger and (something small you'd bring for a trip).

After placing them where they belong, I started to (unsuccessfully) fold my clothes.

"Something seems wrong, baby. I still can't close it."

I don't know why, but (U/n) just hung up.

He hung up on me.

"(U/n)? Did I anger you? Is it too early?" I mumbled, very confused.

Just a couple days ago he was acting head over heels for me, wanting to feel pleasure with me over a phone call.

What did I do?

*Ring ring*

"Oh, he was just inviting me to a video call," I sighed, glad he wasn't mad that I had woken him up too early.

When I picked up, the first thing I saw was my uke's fluffy (uke hair colour) bouncing around as he walked around.

His (uke eye colour) orbs were barley open as it was a little earlier than the normal time my boyfriend would wake up.

He was probably getting a coffee cause I saw the kitchen in the background.

"Sorry for waking you up this early, (U/n)."

My boyfriend didn't seem to mind and shrugged it off.

After some time, (U/n) took his freshly brewed minute coffee and sat at the dining table.

He sipped the warm liquid and let out a content sigh, before asking "What did you need help with again, (Y/n)?"

"R-right! How do you fold the clothes? I did fold them but it still doesn't fit," I informed, flipping the camera over so that (U/n) can see.

"Yeah..." (U/n) let out, clearly disapointed.

"I think I know the reason why I was the one to pack yohr luggage..."

I flipped the camera back over and put on my best SOS face.

"What do I do?" I whined, hoping he'd help me.

"Seperate your pants and your shirts, it'll make it easier for you to fold."

Obeying, I put my pants and shirts into different piles.

However, there was something else that confused me.

"(U/n), where to I put my underwear? Would they go in pants or in a seperate pile?" I questioned, not looking at the screen.

"Wait... How would you even fold underwear?! Do you even fold it?!" I asked, turning to look at my phone for help.

What I got instead, was a flustered boyfriend, a light red colour seeped into his cheeks.

"(U/n)?"

The smaller male on the other side of the phone seemed to snap back, as he suddenly started to flail around, swing his arms all over the place.

"N-nothing!! I-I was just... I j-just remembered... H-how my c-clothing were covered i-in cum a couple days ago..."

The memory flooded back to me as well, how my boyfriend was emiting lewd noisies, his reactions, and how he would talk dirty sometimes.

Shit, I'm hard.

"O-oh, well," (U/n) stuttered, bringing me back to the conversation.

"(Y/n), um, I'm... Excited, um, down... There," my boyfriend whispered, looking down to his crotch area.

"Hm... Alright dear, let's try something," I smirked, shoving someo of my clothes away to create a sitting space on the bed.

I removed some on my pants and took out my member, and began to stroke the shaft, all while not breaking eye contact with my lover.

"W-what are you doing?!" (U/n) cried, moving his hands over his eyes, although I could see him leave a small space to peek through.

"Masturbating, your making me horny," I replied, smiling at his small action.

"We can do it together, over the call. Make yourself comfortable."

(U/n) hesitated for a moment before putting down his coffee and walking over to the couch.

He sat down and started to do what I was doing.

I chuckled at his erotic and embarrased face as he pleasured himself.

"You have to show me your cock as well, (U/n). Ngh- That's the entire point of Hng- doing this over a video call," I groaned as I quickened my action.

Slowly, the camera panned out to show that part of my boyfriend, and how he was masturbating.

"Hng~ T-this is so embarrassing," my boyfriend moaned through the phone, letting a little saliva drip out of his mouth.

"But you feel good, right?"

"Ah~ Y-yes~"

We shared pants and moans for a while longer, jacking off to each other through our phones.

My stroking had gotten more sloppy as it had been quite a while since we start.

However, we were both close to climax.

"(Y/n)~ I-I'm going to cum. L-let's cum together~"

I grunted in response and not too long after, we both came.

"(Y/n)," my boyfriend panted, still out of breath from our small exercise.

He had changed his position so that he was lazily spread across the couch.

"Aren't you supposed to head to the train station really soon? What time was your train again?"

I looked at the time and it was 11: 36.

"Shit!" I yelled, sitting straight up and dropping my phone on the bed.

"Only 24 minutes and I haven't packed yet!"

I frantically picked up my phone and seriously asked "So are you supposed to fold underwear or not?!"

(U/n) laughed a tired laugh, before instructing me how to pack.

Long story short, I managed to get on the train a couple minutes before it left.

After I got home, (U/n) and I did it until dawn and it was amazing.

Nothing beats actual sex, but this business trip made us try a couple of different things, so you could say it was one successful trip.

Maybe just cut down the amount of days it lasts for~