Pizza Time

Once the pizza was ordered, the two of you ended up lounging on the couch again, but instead of working Sabrina brought up Netflix and started playing a rerun of the Office.

“Basic bitch,” you snorted.

She dropped her jaw in shock and slapped your arm. “So what? It’s a good show. Jim and Pam are my favourite TV couple.”

“OK, I don’t want to ruin something you like,” you said. “So you tell me if you’re willing to hear my thoughts, or want to just keep enjoying the show.”

“I want to keep enjoying the show,” Sabrina said, and you nodded and hugged her to you, and she snuggled in.

About ten minutes into the episode Sabrina groaned. “Alright, tell me your commentary.”

“You sure?” you asked.

“Yes. It’s going to haunt me until I know.”

“Alright, so at the start of the show Jim is the protagonist, right? And Pam is obviously the love interest. But the thing is, Jim and Pam are actually the bad guys because he doesn’t respect the fact that Pam is in a relationship, and she gets into an emotional affair with Jim instead of respecting Roy or just breaking up with him. And sure, they go back and forth on it for a while, but at the end of the day Pam is cheating on Roy emotionally. People hated the storyline near the end of the show when Pam almost cheats on Jim with the documentary camera guy, but here’s the thing - she’s been a cheater from the very start of the show. It’s totally in character for her to do that.”

“Well… that…” Sabrina said, frowning deeply. “I don’t think-” She exhaled in frustration. “So who is the protagonist, then?”

“No one,” you said. “Literally no one. They trade off here and there on who looks like the hero on the show, but really none of them are good people. Which I guess might be the point. Well, other than Roy - he’s the only character who got a full character arc by the end when he met Jim again and had bettered his life after getting out of the toxic Office space.”

Sabrina sat silently for a bit, still watching the show, and about five minutes later she sighed loudly again and then exited out of the show. “OK, you were right, that did ruin the show for me. Thanks for being right, jackass.”

You chuckled. “I’m sorry, I did warn you. I haven’t been able to not think that since I read it online.”

“Well, now I need to pick another favourite TV couple. Got anything against Castle?”

“Never seen it,” you shrugged.

Sabrina sat up, eyes wide with excitement. “Really? I can break your Castle cherry?”

“I- uh, sure?” you said.

“Wait, have you watched any Nathan Fillion shows? Firefly? The Rookie?”

“I watched a couple of episodes of Firefly, it was alright,” you said.

“Alright? Alright!?!” Sabrina said. “OK, no more sex until we finish all of Firefly and all eight seasons of Castle, and all the current seasons of the Rookie.”

You blinked, trying to process quite how much TV that was going to be.

“I’m kidding,” Sabrina smirked. “We can fuck while we watch.”

“Phew,” you laughed. “I thought we were going to be holing up here for the next two weeks straight to get through this thing, and Gemma was going to have to come to do a search and rescue.”

Sabrina queued up the first episode of Castle and then shifted, climbing into your lap more and snuggling even closer as the show got running.

“You know, sitting like this is very distracting for me,” you said.

“Shhh,” she shushed you. “Nathan Fillion.”

You were about halfway through the pilot episode when there was a knock on the apartment door. “Pizza!” the delivery guy said through the door.

“Shit,” you said, and Sabrina scrambled off of your lap and you darted into her bedroom to pull on your pants and get your wallet. Sabrina hid in the kitchenette out of sight as you accepted the pizza and paid the guy, and after the door was shut and you brought the pizza to the table she came back out, still entirely naked.

Then she surprised you, and went to her knees and undid your pants, sliding them down to reveal your cock, and she took it in your mouth.

“Um, wow, and thank you,” you said. “But I think the food is up here?”

She snorted a laugh and bobbed a couple times on your cock before starting to jerk it off with one hand. “I just want to tease Gemma a bit more, hold on.” Then she started blowing you again until you were completely hard, and stood up. “Stay right there,” she said, kissing you on the lips, and went into her room. She came back with her phone, got back down in front of you and adjusted your stance a couple of times, and then where she was kneeling, and then snapped a picture as she looked into the camera and your cock head was between her lips. In the background the fresh pizza was clearly visible.

Sabrina giggled as she declared the picture ‘perfect’ and started typing away, followed by the swooshing sound on a sent text.

She stood and reached for the pizza. “Um, excuse me?” you said, looking down at your now hard and spit-covered cock.

“Don’t worry, baby,” Sabrina grinned. “I’m not leaving you high and dry. Get your slices, and I’ll get us some drinks.”

Soon you had a couple plates of pizza, and Sabrina brought you back over to the couch and sat you down, then sat back in your lap but this time impaled herself on your cock. “And now we watch,” she said, and took a bite of pizza and made a cute face at you.

“This is even more distracting,” you pointed out.

“I know,” she grinned. “But believe me, focusing on the show is definitely worth it.”

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