You fetch the tissues

You fetch the box of tissues and hand them to Matt. "Now why would a grown man have a box of tissues right next to his computer?" you tease him. "Ha ha don't judge me. I've been lonely lately, so I've had to take care of business myself." He mops at his stomach and chest, then pulls more tissue from the box. "Now that I've got a hot girl on the scene, maybe the tissues can retire." He smirks at you.

"Well, they can't retire just yet. You're still covered, you messy little slut." You grab a handful of tissues from the box and throw them over him. "Hey" he laughs.

Once Matt's cleaned up you settle down on his bed, talking. You eventually confide to him about just how shit things are at home. He appears to listen. It's kinda easier to talk to him now THAT'S out of the way. Maybe I should bear that in mind in future. If I need a heart to heart I got to get him to blow his load first. I can live with that...

After a while you are both called down to dinner.