Terminally Online Girlie

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“Hey, just thought I’d send you a good night… message or whatever,”

Naoise laid on his back against the headboard, holding his phone towards his face so the microphone could pick up his low, grumbly voice. He was half-asleep as his brain struggled to come up with some endearing words for his lover on the other end. 

“I know you always have issues sleeping, but if I could hold you in my arms right now, I would. Fact, I’m picturing it right now. Giving you kisses and everything. You’re so beautiful and you mean everything to me. Anyway, hope you get some rest. Oíche mhaith, mo ghrá.”

It probably sounded sappy and gay–and Liam would be sure to inform him that it was, to which Naoise would point out that he too, is sappy and gay. 

He hit the send button and flipped on his side to go to sleep. About thirty seconds later, his phone vibrated with a reply. Naoise debated if he should save the response for the morning, but his excitement got the best of him and he opened Liam’s text, 

“Christ, your voice turns me on when you talk like that. Do u think you can record something sexy or something of the sort?”

Naoise did not expect that kind of response, but then again, he wasn’t surprised. Liam would bust a nut if his hair was tugged too hard. He was a little freak, but Naoise couldn’t deny he was into it.

He tried to think of what to say in his hazy state, recording and deleting messages as he muttered words. “Uhh… I would fuckin’... kiss your neck? And uh, jerk you off, I guess? Do that thing you really like with your face shoved in the pillows when I fuck you from behind.”

The ellipses bubble appeared and disappeared on Liam’s end. Naoise almost fell asleep until a five second voice note snapped him back to consciousness. 

“Fuck’s sake, say somethin’ more than that… Be more… dominant.”

Liam sounded breathless on the other end- The cunt was jerking himself off for sure. Naoise could envision him lying on his bed, one hand rubbing his cock, the other feeling up his torso as he held up the hem of his shirt between his teeth. He could see his flushed face, brows furrowed in pleasure and the porn star moans he made when touched in just the right places. All familiar to him.

Naoise readjusted his position to sit upright in bed, phone still in hand as he started a new recording.

“Okay… uh, Jaysus, when you put it like that… I’m just thinking about you right here on my bed. How I wanna get all your clothes off. You always wear all those fuckin’ layers, but I fuckin’ love it… Love how I’m the only one who gets to see your body… All sexy and all mine,”

He felt his dick harden with every word he whispered. To make things more comfortable, he slid his boxers half-way down his thighs and gripped his swelling shaft. Naoise continued, speaking in his husky voice often reserved for their darker songs.

“I’ll wrap my arm around your neck and choke you out, real hard until you’re gasping for air- but I won’t let go just yet. Just until you’re right on the edge, I’ll let go. ‘Cause you know I’m not gonna let you off so easily,” A smirk curled on the corner of his mouth. “Or maybe I’ll play with you first. I know you love that. Chase you around, grab and smack you a bit, restrain you,”

A groan caught in his throat as he recalled the last fuck they had a few days ago; Liam’s puffy, reddened lips parted into a small o, his thighs tightly locked around Naoise’s waist to bring him in closer as he pounded, the needy little whines he made when Naoise hit him in that inner spot with every thrust. 

“Think next time I’ll make use of those zip ties… bind you up nice and tight, use you like a fuck doll until you’re begging and crying for me to stop. Maybe I’ll leave you all alone and come back to fuck you when I please. Keep you all to myself. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, pretty baby?”

His fist tightened around his cock, he moaned slightly louder and picked up the pace. 

“Hear that, buachaill dathúil? Hear what you’re doin’ to me? Bet you’re thinking about what I’m gonna do to you next time I see you. I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you’ll be limping at our gigs for days. Everyone’s gonna know… everyone’s gonna fuckin’ know you’re mine, that I take you whenever I want and you fuckin’ love it. You’ll let me fuck you on that big stage if you beg hard enough. You’re too fuckin’ precious- Christ, fuck, Liam… fuck, fuck-”

Naoise squeezed his eyes shut and bucked into his hand. With several wet strokes, he came in thick, heavy ropes over his fist and stomach. His chest rose up and down to catch his breath, stars flashing behind his eyelids. He realized he was still recording and decided to wrap it up with a sly little grin audible enough for Liam to hear.

“Sleep well, beautiful.”

With the tap of his thumb, he sent the five minute audio. Naoise cleaned himself up with some tissues and tucked himself back into bed. Nearly ten minutes before he could close his eyes, he received a text and photo from Liam.

Naoise almost felt himself go hard again at the image Liam casually sent; A dimly lit photo of his half-erect dick lying over his naked abdomen, splattered with his own load like spilled paint on a pale canvas.

“Holy fuck mate. Fuckin’ hottest thing I’ve ever heard from you, I fucking love you. You really mean what you said? Can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”

Naoise beamed, knowing very well that he meant every word he meant. Before he put away his phone for good and went to bed, he texted back, “Yes I meant it ;) Night, mo ghrá. Love you too <3”