Chuckling, he rolls onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow as he looks at you. He traces idle patterns on your stomach with his free hand

You know...if you ever get tired of me gaming so much, you could always suggest we do this instead. I'm sure there are plenty of ways we could entertain each other without me even touching my stupid controller.

His smile grows wider at your words, and he leans in to press a soft kiss against your lips before pulling away again

I'll keep that in mind. Now get out of here and go study or something...I need to take a shower.