#!!nsfw

“Hello, love,” he’d greet you, his voice always a welcome sound to your ears. “How was your day?”

Your fingers gripped the phone tightly as you hung on to every word, every little utterance that spilled from Archie’s lips. You missed him, despite it only being the better half of a month since you’d last seen him,

Johnny was heard mumbling in the background one night on Archie’s end, going on about ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder’ in a sing-song voice. You laughed, and Archie thought he’d heard an angel. (He missed your laugh, the way your nose scrunched up and how you tried to cover your mouth when you giggled.)

Most nights, though, it was just Archie sitting in the makeshift office that was his hotel room, fingers thrumming against the table as he listened to you update him on your day.

This time was different; Archie called you later than usual, a text message warning he’d be doing so. You simply chalked it up to him working late, since the deal was coming to a close.

When you picked up the phone, though, you knew something was different.

“Hello love --” Archie hummed, his voice huskier than usual. “I’ve missed y’.”

You sat against the headboard, cradling his pillow in your lap. “I’ve missed you too, Arch’. How was your day?”

There was a grunt from his end as he sounded like he was struggling with something; you pursed your lips, leaning your chin into the palm of your hand. Archie, in his hotel room, was in his pajamas as well, leaning against the headboard with a sigh. 

“Archie?” you ask quietly, wondering if everything was okay...

“Love, will y’ help me?” he murmurs into the phone, sighing as he palmed at himself over his boxers. 

Your heart skips a beat and you recognize how breathy he sounds.

“Of course, Archie,” you smile, putting his pillow back on his side of the bed. “Tell me what you want..”

He groans at the feeling of the fabric against his erection and you feel your face get hot. Even all these miles away, he still can cause you to melt.

“God, I wish y’ were here...” he sighs, and you giggle on the other end. 

“Then picture me there. Picture me there, next to you on the bed, moving to settle between your legs..” you smile, closing your eyes to picture it yourself. “I’m in nothing but your dress shirt, with that red lipstick you like, kissing down your chest...”

Archie’s cock throbs in the confines of the boxers and he grunts, thumbing at the head as it leaks precum. “Are y’touchin’ yourself?”

You hum and tilt your head back; “Only if you want me to, Archie.”

It was a thought that crossed your mind for a moment, but you’d rather focus on Archie. You hear him sigh and bite your lip.

“Think about my hands going up your thighs until I find your cock, on my knees between your legs..”

Archie curses and you smile; he shuffles on the bed to free his erection from his boxers and you find yourself dipping into your own panties. You hardly recognize your voice as you continue, the sound light and breathy to Archie’s ear. 

“One hand grips your cock and the other..” You shudder and Archie lets out a dark chuckle, his hand slowly pumping his erection.

“Goo’ girl,” he hums, hips rolling upward as he pumps faster.

It was very easy to bring him over the edge when he hasn’t touched himself (or you) like this in weeks. 

“I love it when you call me that, Arch’. I love feeling your hard cock in my hand, I love thinking about how it feels when you fuck me --”

Archie hisses and his hips buck against the bed, thinking about the last time he fucked you and how hard you rode him, That, coupled with your stifled moans as you circle your clit, easily cause him to come right then and there, spilling into his hand as he slowly stops thrusting. He curses, muttering your name over and over into the phone.

That brings you over the edge as well, causing you to hold your breath as your own orgasm comes quickly. You manage to mumble a few more things before moaning, and Archie’s smiling from ear to ear.

“Goo’ girl...” he says again, pressing his ear to his shoulder as he moves to clean up.

You laugh and fall sideways into the bed, on top of his pillow as your breathing returns to an even pace. There was a moment of silence as the two of you, miles apart, came back to your senses.

“I hope that was helpful,” you smile, pushing the hair out of your face.

“I’ll be sure to pay y’ back in kind when I come home next week, love,” Archie said, groaning slightly as he moved back onto the bed. “Now, let’s both go to bed before we pass out.”