Nah, Ash can deal.

Without thinking much of it, you pick your way around the debris and over to your open door still naked. While no longer hard, your cock still hangs out of its sheath, swinging heavily between your legs and slapping pleasantly against your thighs. With your buttplug in, you doubt it'll be going soft enough to retract any time soon.

Ash is busy at the stove, and pays you little attention as you head to the closet and grab the broom, dustpan, vacuum, glass cleaner, and a rag, just managing to make it in one trip. As it turns out, your lamp didn't actually break, so that makes this easier. A quick sweep and vacuum has the broken mug handled, and the mirror cleans up fine with a wipedown.

Satisfied, you return the cleaning stuff to its place and head for the kitchen, taking a seat at the table. Ash is just finishing up with the food—vegetarian, of course (one nice thing about rooming with a fellow herbivore, no difficulties over diet). He's a little quiet as he brings the equine-sized helpings over to the table, setting one in front of you. When he realizes you're still naked, he quirks a brow, but doesn't really seem that surprised.

He takes the seat next to you, not facing you directly. After what feels like an unusually long moment, he speaks up. "So, uh...again, sorry about that."

You're already midway through your first piece of toast, but swallow quickly. "What, walking in? Don't worry about it, man, I really don't mind."

He finally looks you in the eye. "You're serious?"

"Yeah," you assure him. "When I said the knocking thing was for your benefit and not mine, I meant it. I'm not embarrassed about jerking off, I really don't give a shit if you see. Only question is whether it bothers you."

Ash is silent again for a moment, filling the gap with his food. After a moment, he shakes his head slowly. "Nah, it's cool. Long as you're not freaked out."

"I'm definitely not," you say with a smile. "Actually, I'm kinda happy this came up now. I don't limit my jerking off to just my bedroom, so if you don't mind seeing, I won't worry about warning you when I'm gonna do it somewhere else."

He looks caught off for a second, but recovers quickly, chuckling. "Well I definitely appreciate that heads-up. But yeah, I guess I'm cool with that."

"Great." It occurs to you that something's missing. "Any coffee?"

"Oh, yeah." Ash points at the pot on the counter. "Sorry, I already got mine."

"'S'all good." Leaving the table, you beeline for the heavenly nectar. As you reach into the cabinet for a mug, you feel your plug shift in your ass. Whickering softly, you lean against the counter for a moment and bounce your hips, feeling the lovely weight inside you. Already, you can feel your cock starting to swell back to hardness. Seems like it's gonna be one of those days.

You notice the sounds of Ash eating have stopped. Glancing over your shoulder, you catch him staring unmistakably at your ass. Realizing he's been caught, he snaps his gaze to your face with a look like a foal stealing an apple.