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isafrin . aspec siffrin with low libido just leaving isabeau all tied up and a whimpering mess with a vibrator all while siffrin is still clothed and just casually toying with him
Below you will find what I'm calling "Siffrin eX-Change" or just, yknow, "the fic where Siffrin gets fucked by the Change God." You can blame this on @sifloopboning (hi btw ur cool enjoy the insanity) for giving me the idea.
Anyway I, legit might write more of this. And/or put it on AO3. Mainly just because I need to embaress the rouge or I'll die and there's so many juicy ideas.
Anyway without further adieu: sex.
(You didnât know what you expected. . . But this wasnât it. This really, really wasnât it.)
(It had been a few days since you escaped the loops and everyone had been so nice to you! So kind and understanding and giving, every time you wanted to help youâd be told nope! Go rest up! But you wanted to, you really did. You messed everything up after all so. . .)
(So, you wanted to do something, At least. You considered walking to the favor tree, but even now it just. . . Left a bad taste in your mouth. And it tasted of sugar. So, instead you decided to try something different! Make a change as it were, ha ha haaaaaaaa- -pleasedonâtbemadUniverseitâscheatingpromise-)
(You found the Change statue you liked the most and did a short little prayer, just a simple thing, just asking if you could, help? At all? You WERE the one stagnating this place in time after all. Your meeting with the Change God was unexpected, and really scary honestly! So. . . You just, wanted to, make things right?)
(But you didnât expect, t-this.)
(No sooner had you fallen asleep than you found yourself in that featureless void. Thatâs where you are now, the same one you met the Change God in. Obviously, there wasnât any difference in the nothing around you, same boring void of nothing.)
(Except, youâre naked.)
(Head to toe, youâre naked; the only covering you had was your eyepatch. Stars, youâre glad you at least have that, still, it was the one Isabeau made for you! Now all that remained was a very simple question, why were you here?)
âHaaaaaiiii c(<w<)c!!!â
(Oh no.)
âDidnât you say aaaaanythiiiing~? (Ëľ ÂŹá´ÂŹËľ)â
(With great hesitancy you slowly turn around, and, sure enough, the blinding Change God is standing just a few inches behind you! You jump and stumble in surprise, falling back onto your butt. The statue was. . . Well, different-)
âI-I, I didnât, th-think-â (Youâre cut off by the Change God jumping on you and sitting on your chest. They were surprisingly light for being made of stone!)Â
(The statue, the face on its head always shifting and changing, looked down at you with a (â˘Ř â˘) expression. The poncho looked soft and delicate, the arms and legs with smooth, well crafted joints ending in finely sanded hands. Well, they looked more like nubs with fingers, in honesty.)
âYaaaayyy!!! ŮŠ(ËáË*)٠⥠u got out!!! (Change God giggles and leaned down, face a few inches from yours.) âAnd you changed sooooooo much!!! Iâm proud of you!!! Good for you!!!â
âW-why are you here?!?!?!â (You look around you in panic, this canât be happening this, this canât be happening?!?)
âYes it caaaannnn~â (You feel a hand on your side and it sends shocks up your body, it, makes you freeze!) âIâm here âcause I can (â˘Ěá´â˘Ě )Ů, YOUâRE here âcause you offered to heeeelp~!!â
âB-but, wh-â
âAwww isnât it obvious Stardust~â (In a blink, the statue turns into an exact copy of Loop. Down to the mannerisms.) ââWhy meâ You may ask? Because the ice between us is already broken! If I had to explain me to a new little face it would take all day~!â
(You had to recover after seeing Loop towering over you. Again.) âI- b-because Iâm convenient?!?!â
âAnd because you owe me!! ę(ËáË*)â (And the statue was back.)Â
âB-but, I-Isa and I, we, havenât, e-even. . .â
âÂŹâżÂŹ Uh huh?â
â. . . W-wellwetriedbutdidnâtgofar-â
âWent far enough ;3! And what about all the other people u boned?â
âOth-â (You caught their eye, and, wait, oh stars no. Your face was getting hot. So, so so so hot because, stars HOW COULD YOU FORGET SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!?!)
âItâs okaaaay Siffy-pop!! EEEEEVERYONE forgets stuff!!â (The Change God boops you on the nose, only making you want to hide your face.) âO-kaaay how about this (. â á´ â.) just gimmie one night! One widdle teensy weensy night to have some fun and if u reeeeeally donât like it theeeeeen weâll see.â
âWhat do you m-â
âBUUUUT If you DO like it then we can do it every night!!(â âżâ )!!â
âE-EVERY-â (You choke out, finally slamming your hands over your mouth and face. S-ssttars this was, ss-so, so much to, to take in!! Breathe, breathe, in and out, in and out, close your eye. . . E-every, every night? A-and, you did, say youâd do anything. And it canât be, be that bad or, a-and. . . Youâre, feeling hot, and relaxed, and- wait.)
(You open your eye again and Change was laying on top of you, gently stroking your chest, kicking their feet in the air, and grinning at you. You squint.) â. . . What?â
âHmmmm. . . Yep, ur cute ďź*ďźž-ďźž*ďźâ
âH-HUH?!?â
âyou make up ur mind yet??? Iâm boooooooooooooooooooored!!!â
âT-this is a big decision if I want to fuck a god!!! N-not even my god!!!â
âWell itâs not like youâd get a chance with your god an-y-waaayyyy~â (They had the smuggest, most annoying face on right now.)
â. . .â (You look away, Stars. . . Did the Universe even look out for you still? Or even, exist? Was your god gone and you were just living in denial. . . ? You need to stop thinking about this before you cry. Universe, if youâre listening, uh, sorry?) âA-alright, Iâll do it.â
âpoggers!!!â (Change flapped their arms excitedly- wait what does that even mean?!?!) âdonât worry âbout it fwinnyyyy!!! U ready?â
(Ugh.) âN-not really, but letâs, geeeeet tooo iiiiiit. . .â
âOkay! (â§ââŚ)ďž yay!!! Just close your cute widdle eye and relaaaax~â
âO-okay-â (You take a breath, then, close your eye. After a second, maybe two you felt a warm kiss on your neck.)
(Just that one little kiss sent electric shocks through your whole body. It made you jolt and gasp for air. Your eyes flying open to, to total darkness?!? You couldnât see a thing!!! You opened your mouth to talk, but, but no words came out!! There was something in your mouth?!?!? W-when, when did-)
âDawww siwwy Siffwin!!! Iâm THE CHANGE GOD (ďź ďźžďźďźž) !!! You shouldaâ expected this!!!â (The voice is directly in your ears, in your head!!! Youâre about to respond but youâre cut off by another kiss, which turns into a bite!!!)
(It was like nothing you had EVER felt before!!! Not any way you died, not the ways Isabeau kissed you, none of it!!! The shocks and warmth that flowed into you was like a venom. You felt your muscles relax and your face get hot. Stars, you moaned!!!)
âThaaaatâs a good widdle rogue~â (The Change Gods giggles didnât stop. There was another bite, then another, and another, and another! It was on your neck, your shoulders, your back, your chest, your- hA--)
(It was all too much, you were losing your MIND!!!)
âGood Rogue, Good Siffrin~â (Change repeated into your head.) âYouâre doing sooooo so so soooo good~â
(I-it had been, just, a few seconds and, and you already wanted more, needed more!! Those kisses were wild, the bites were wild!!! You whimpered into your gag, feeling a hand drag up your side and hearing more blinding giggles!!!)
(You, you LIKED THIS??!?!?)
(THAT??? WAS THE MOST SURPRISING THING OF ALL OF THIS?!?!?! Y-you, you didnât expect this, a-any of this, any at all but, b-but, a-actually being into it!?!?! R-really, really into it!! You, y-you- HHAAA--)
âDawwww is someone having a widdle cwisis ( ´シシ)ďž(._.`)~â (Change snickered, you could feel their hands cupping your face, and trailing your body, a-and between your legs- S-SSTARS-) âJust keep breathing Siffy-pop! Iâll take gooood care of you~â
(You felt their lips on yours, kissing you, and then again, again, and again! They kept going, kissing you until they finally held you into the kiss. You, y-you return it, kissing them back, opening your mouth a crack to invite them in.)
(Their tongue slipped into your mouth, exploring, teasing. It felt rough, hot, and, and a little slimy? I-itâs, stars then it kept going! Their tongue went deeper, deeper, slipping down and down, down into your throat and making you gag. You wiggled on the spot until you felt hands pinning you down from all sides.)
(Each touch was exploding your nerves and the kiss was making your brain turn to mush!!! You could feel hands moving to your crotch a-and, stroking, and, a-and- hHHAAWHATTHEFUCK THATâS NOT, WHAT, YOU--)
âSoup-riiiiise (âŠ^o^)âââ!â (Change was still talking in your head despite being deep in your mouth.) âThought youâd wanna try it out a lil!â
(And by try it out, they meant, give you a dick!!! You felt it, you felt it twitching in their hand!!! It felt so sensitive, a-and, and good!! You whimpered, feeling them tease your brand new tip, stroking down softly before cupping your brand new pair. It was so sensitive!! You couldnât stop yourself, you let out every blinding noise you could!)
âA-doooooowable~â (They giggled and stroked you faster, kissed you deeper, bit your shoulder, stroked all over your body all at once! And you couldnât even see it!!!)
(You y-you were losing yourself, losing your mind with all this pleasure!! You lost track of time, you couldnât think of anything except everything the Change God was doing to you!! You couldnât help it, you, you needed it, please, please please please--)
âPleeeease :3c~?â (P-please please please PLEASE-- You could feel their grip tighten on you, y-you, you, needed, p-please!!) âAwwwww~ I dunnoooo~â
(PLEASE-- W-what do, do y-you, you--)
âWell~ Bout time I asked again!â (You felt Change tilt your head to the side and bite again as they talked.) âHow âbout that deal! Sounds pretty good right now, yeah?â
âYeaaaah? You like the sound of that? Letting me own you~?â (They cackled and squeezed your side.) âEeeevery night looking forward to this~ Feel the bites, the touches, all of it, waking up nice and refreshed? (ÂŹâżÂŹ) Sounds nice, doesnât it! Itâs be soooooo cute if u said yes~!â
(You feel the Change God squeeze your dick tight!!! So tight, so, s-so tight!!! You gasped for air, but couldnât, you held on to anything for dear life!! I-it, it went on for so long but, finally you felt your whole body shudder as you finally came.)Â
(Change kept stroking you softly, working you through each surge until the orgasm faded. You felt their tongue retreat from your mouth, their grip loosen, the weight on your chest lighten. Your breathing steadies, eye still closed. You felt sweaty, and hot, and exhausted.)
(You felt a warm blanket on you, the ground was soft. You felt their hand gently playing with your hair. If you werenât so tired, youâd be incredibly confused by the sudden change in energy. . . S-stars above. . .)
âHave fun? :3â
â. . . M-mmhm. . .â
âYaaaay!!â (They pat your head.) âIâm gonna wake u up now okay? Have a good day!!! See u tonight!!! Mwah!!! (pâ§wâŚq)â
âW-wh- wait wha-â
âNope! *Hangs up phone.*â
(You jolt back awake in your bed at the House of Change, the sun barely peeking in through the window. You blink, and rub your eye. You actually, didnât feel tired at all? Stars you, a-actually felt great! Best night sleep in your life! You fall back into bed! Haha, wow!)
(Oh you were in so much trouble!!!)
(Hahahahaha oooooh whoâd kill you first, Mirabelle? Oh probably Mira, she was still waiting for that time to be angry at you later but WOW!!! She was about to have!!! A lot more to be angry about!!! A-and what about Isa?!? Y-you, you didnât even ask him i-if it was, w-was okay to do that!!! Oh maybe the Head Housemaiden would be mad at you too for fucking her god!!!! AAAAAAA THIS WAS A DISASTER!!!!)
(A-and the Universe--)
(You felt a pit in your stomach just, just THINKING about it!! W-was, was this blasphemy?!?! Were you going to go to the void?!?!?! Was this it?!?!? Ten years of bad luck because you fucked the Change God?!?!!?)
(Stop, calm down, calm down, breathe in, out. In, out. In. . . Out. . . Just breathe. Itâll be okay, youâre okay, youâre okay. Youâre loved, youâre safe. J-just, just, figure out a way to uh, b-bring it up. Just, breathe.)
(Okay! Youâre good now! You sit up and move the blankets off you.)
(. . .)
(Oh!)
(OH!!!!!)
(SO THAT DICK CHANGE?!?!! STUCK!?!??!? YOU STUPID BLINDING STATUE!!!!)
(You look around, nope, no-one here! You and Isa werenât sharing rooms. Yet. So no-one could see this absolute catastrophe!!! Hahaaaaaaaawait thereâs a. Change God statue dancing on the bedside table.)
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âNow, tell me whatâs been holding you up, darling?â
âWell, uh⌠I just canât, umâŚâ Alex fumbles awkwardly. âNone of the⌠materials they have here are really, you knowâŚâ he moves over to the table, cautiously eyeing the over-the-top magazine covers, ââŚdoing it for me.â
âAh.â A pause. âSo you need my help.â Henryâs voice has dropped down into a register that makes Alexâs heart rate pick up.
Alex stares at the plastic cup in his hand. Thereâs a label neatly smoothed across the outside where Alexâs name and birthdate are pristinely printed on it. His finger taps absently against the top of the white lid. Alex frowns. Why was he given such a small cup? Does he look like someone who needs a small cup? Alex is almost certain that heâd need something bigger than this.Â
At least 69% certain, says Noraâs voice in his head.Â
âI hate you,â Alex murmurs quietly to the empty room. This is humiliating enough as it is without his subconscious mocking him in the voice of his ex-girlfriend-turned-best-friend-and-sister-in-law.
Alex lets out a sigh and drops his hand to his side, looking up at his surroundings. The room itself is small and stark white from floor to ceiling, glaring fluorescent lights making it feel more clinical and sterile than the ânice and comfortableâ feel the staff member had promised before she stepped out to give him some privacy. Thereâs a small flat screen TV mounted on a wall displaying a selection of vintage porn. Underneath it, a small table with a spread of adult magazines covered in half-naked men and women staring heatedly at Alex when he leans in to take a closer look. He swallows nervously. Theyâre attractive, objectively. But none of them look like they could actually help him get out of his head.
Tentatively, he settles into the chair in front of the TV and places the cup on the little table, a concerned thought crossing his mind about whether the furniture gets sanitised after each visitor. He fucking hopes so. Grabbing the remote, he flicks through the different movies until he decides on one that looks bearable.
ââââ
One might think that after four whole days of not being allowed to bust a load â with Henry taking torturous advantage of the fact â it would be pretty easy to get off.
Well.
Ten minutes in, and Alex still isnât hard. The movie is only kind of okay, and heâs too in his head to get aroused. He pauses the movie, heaving a sigh as he leans back into his seat.Â
Alex picks up the cup, twisting it in his left hand with a mix of nerves and frustration, then flips his wrist to check his watch. Shit. Alex only has about twenty minutes left of his lunch break to do this. He might not have time to grab a bite after all â Henry is going to be so disappointed in him.Â
Oh, damn it. He wonât even have a chance for a proper debrief with Henry during this break; heâll have to give him a call on his way back to the office.
A lightbulb goes off in his head. He could do that. He could wallow in self-pity and drag this out for longer than it needs to in the most painful way.Â
Or, he could just call Henry now.
Alex quickly washes his hands at the sink in the corner, barely drying his hands before struggling to tap on his husbandâs name on his phone screen. The phone rings twice before the line is picked up.
âHello, love,â comes Henryâs soothing accent through the phone.Â
Alex canât help smiling at the sound of his voice. âHi, baby,â he replies, leaning his back against the wall.
âSo, I see youâve managed to escape during your lunch break for a wank, then?â
Alex snorts. âOnly just. Hunter was being a nosy little bitch and asked me where I was going, like thatâs any of his business. I was actually thinking on the way over that I shouldâve just abandoned my meeting completely.â
âYou wouldnât.â
âOf course I wouldnât,â Alex says. âIâm a workaholic.â
Henry makes a slight disapproving noise. âThatâs not quite the flex you think it is, love.â
Alex stills for a moment. He glances around the empty room, wishing someone could share his incredulity. âDid you justâŚ? Did I hear that right?â
âWhat?â
âDid I just hear you say âflexâ? Like a regular person whoâs normal and spends a regular and normal amount of time on the internet to the point of having their lexicon influenced by African-American Vernacular English, which has subsequently evolved into what is now referred to as Gen-Z slang?â
âWell, you see, the word âflexâ has been around for centuries,â Henry counters, âoriginating from the Latin flexus, the past participle of flectere, meaning âto cause to go in a diffâââ
âHenry, you know Iâd love to keep listening to you talk about the etymology of the word âflexâ,â Alex interrupts, âbut you meant it in the meme way, didnât you?â
Henry takes a deeply unhappy pause. âPerhaps.â
âThatâs the most affirmative âperhapsâ Iâve ever heard in my life,â Alex says, breaking out into a grin. âJust for the record, I think you should to stop hanging out with Nora so much,â he jokes. âI donât like it.â
âAlright, love,â Henry laughs in a way that sounds very much like he wonât be taking that advice anytime soon. âTell me how your appointment went?â
âOh, uh,â Alex starts, shuffling his feet a little. He takes in the tiny white room around him â the chair that looks like it was just pulled from the waiting room, the small table with a whole layout of magazines heâs been too afraid to touch, the obscene still where Alex had paused the movie frozen on the TV screen â then he glances back down at the still-empty cup in his hand. âWell, Iâm still in it.â
âOh?â Henry says. âWas four days not enough?â
âHen,â Alex whines. âIt's not the same.â
âYou seemed incredibly interested in realising your detailed fantasies about this just yesterday, if I recall correctly.â
âItâs not the same here,â Alex repeats, heat rising to his cheeks. âStop smirking like I know youâre doing right now.â
âHavenât the faintest what youâre talking about,â Henry replies airily. Smug bastard. âHow long do you have until you need to return to the office?â
âLike, fifteen minutes, maybe?â
âRight. Have you eaten yet?â
Alex chews on his bottom lip nervously in lieu of an actual response.
âAlex?â
âI know!â Alex blurts out. âI came straight here as soon as the meeting ended, and I thought Iâd have time to eat afterwards but Iâve been stuck in this tiny ass room the whole entire time, and I know I probably shouldâve had a snack or something on the way here, or at least picked a better appointment time that wouââ
âAlex,â Henry interrupts softly. âYouâre alright. You donât need to explain yourself to me. Iâm not mad at you. I could never be mad at you for something like this.âÂ
âBut youâre disappointed.â
âIâm worried,â Henry gently corrects, âabout how little time there is for you to eat while youâre at the office.â
âRight.â
âAlex?â
âYeah?â
âIâm not upset with you, okay?â Henry says softly in his ear. âIâm not mad or disappointed. I just care that my husband is fed. And I trust that you will take care of yourself soon.â
Alex swallows. âYeahâŚâ
âNow, tell me whatâs been holding you up, darling?â
âWell, uh⌠I just canât, umâŚâ Alex fumbles awkwardly. âNone of the⌠materials they have here are really, you knowâŚâ he moves over to the table, cautiously eyeing the over-the-top magazine covers, ââŚdoing it for me.â
âAh.â A pause. âSo you need my help.â Henryâs voice has dropped down into a register that makes Alexâs heart rate pick up.Â
Itâs not a question, but Alex nods anyway, before realising Henry canât see him. âYeah,â he says quickly, already sounding breathless. âPlease.â
âThatâs good, Alex. So polite, using your manners.â
Alex swallows hard, hooking a finger under his tight collar and tugging it out. âWhere are you?â he asks.
âHome.â
The word in Henryâs mouth makes Alexâs heart swell. Their home. The sacred space they share, where both of them can finally take a breath, where time slows down, and worries melt away. The place where they finally have privacy. Peace.
âAlex?â
Oh, right. He mustâve taken too long of a pause. âHi.â
âHi.â
âSoâŚâ Alex clears his throat. âWhat are you wearing?â he asks huskily.
Henry snorts.
âHey! Iâm trying to be sexy. And in case you forgot, weâre a little short on time here.â
âOf course,â Henry complies. âYou are sexy, dear.â
Itâs Alexâs turn to snort. âConvincing.â
Henry ignores him. âAnd youâve been so patient for me already, havenât you?â
Alex straightens up, licking his lips. âYeah.â
âAre you sitting?â
âUhââÂ
âSit.â
Alex immediately takes his seat. âIâm sitting.â
âVery good.â
Alex bites his lip at the praise.
âTo answer your question, Iâm wearing my favourite jumper and a pair of pyjama bottoms.â
âYou mean my sweater.â
âDetails,â Henry says dismissively. âNow, Iâve been thinking about what to do for your birthday this year,â he begins conversationally.Â
Alex stares at the birthdate on the tiny cup, just a couple of weeks away. Will they know by then, if this worked?Â
He remains silent, curious to see where Henry would take him, but trusting him to lead the way.Â
âIâd like to make sure we donât have a repeat of the disaster that happened last time. Perhaps you could help me refresh my memory. Remind me, what exactly happened on your birthday last year?â
Oh. Alex knows exactly what heâs talking about.Â
He remembers hosting a small birthday party with Henry.Â
âWe had to send everyone home early because I wasâŚâ he pauses, swallowing the sudden build up of thick saliva in his mouth. Alex quickly shoves a hand down his pants, letting out a sigh when he finds heâs already half-hard just from listening to Henryâs voice.
âYou wereâŚâ Henry prompts.
âIâŚâ Alex trails off, pulling out his cock and squeezing it lightly. He gasps. âUmâŚâ
âWe really havenât got much time, Alex,â Henry reminds him. âGet on with it.â
âYeahâŚâ Alex whimpers at the assertiveness in Henryâs tone. He begins to stroke his cock from base to tip, loosening his grip to slide his hand back down, only to tighten it again on the upstroke with a bitten off moan.
âWell?â Henry nudges. âYou were what, Alex?â
âUmâ I was⌠teasing you,â Alex gasps, rubbing his thumb just below his frenulum. âDuring the party, I was⌠being a little shit. On purpose.â
âWas that an appropriate way to behave in front of guests?â
âNo,â Alex groans. His cock is fully hard in his hand now. He couldnât stand a chance against Henry using that voice. He pulls his foreskin down to reveal the flushed tip, already starting to glisten with wetness. âItâs not⌠appropriate. In front of guests.â
âOh, so you do know how to behave appropriately,â Henry coos condescendingly. Alex feels a spark at the base of his spine. âWhat happened, then? When you werenât behaving well?â
Alex grits his teeth, clutching his phone closer to his ear with his left hand while steadily stroking himself with the other. âYou said Iâd get what I wanted,â Alex answers grainily. âYou told me to strip while you watched. Youâ you cuffed my hands behind my back and sat me naked in your lap while you still had all your clothes on, and Iââ Alex whines softly, massaging the pad of his thumb over his slit, now gaining wetness. âI made such a messâŚâ
âYou did, didnât you?â Henry chides gently. âBut you wonât make a mess this time, now, will you?â
âNo,â Alex replies, voice high and thready. âI promise.â
âThatâs good, Alex. Keep going.â
âGodââ
âHenryâs fine.â
âFuck you.â
âStay on task, Alex,â Henry reminds him firmly.
âYeah,â Alex sighs, tugging his fist over the head of his cock. âFuck.âÂ
He pants as he brings the wetness gathering at the tip down over the length of his shaft. His palm glides so easily with the new slickness that Alex lets out a surprised noise, bucking his hips into his fist.Â
âAlex,â Henry prompts in a dangerously low tone. âTell me what happened next.â
Alex swallows thickly. âYou had your h-hand on me,â he continues shakily, âand you said to keep my eyes on you the wh-whole time you jerked me off. You were going so fastââ he speeds up the rhythm of his hand, panting ââand you wouldnât let up.â The sound of wet skin sliding against each other as his fist moves faster over his cock fills the room. âYou just kept going until I came, and then you kept going, still. You didnât s-stop. Fuck, Hen, you said you were just giving me what I wanted for my birthday; you just wouldnât- you wouldnât let me go until you made me come againââ
Henry moans in Alexâs ear, and Alexâs jaw drops as he presses his phone desperately against his ear.
âFuck, baby, I wanna hear you,â he begs, letting out short, sharp gasps through the slick noises from his hand. âI wanna hear you,â he repeats. âPlease, I needâ let me hear you, please.â
Henry lets out another low moan, and Alex keens softly, tightening his grip around himself. âHenry,â he whimpers as the sensation builds. âIâm getting close. Fuck.â
âDonât forget the cup, Alex. Youâre doing so well.â
Fuck. Heâd almost forgotten about the cup. Or about being in a semi-public space with paper-thin walls. But Henryâs rough moans are in his ear, and heâs imagining itâs Henryâs hand fisting his sensitive cock, relentless and demanding, and god, heâs so close, he canât even bring himself to care.
âY-yeahâŚâ Alex tilts his head, trapping his phone between his ear and his shoulder as he reaches for the cup with his clean hand. Alex pants out in high-pitched whines, fucking up into his tight fist.
âCome on, love. You can do it. Youâre so goodââ
Alex chokes on a gasp, just barely bringing the receptacle within range to catch his release. He milks himself into the cup, making sure to catch every last drop, until heâs completely spent and too sensitive. He lets go of himself, catching his breath.
He stares down at the cup in his hand. It looks so much bigger now that itâs full. Alex canât believe he ever thought the cup looked small at all. Itâs heavier now too, like itâs filled with possibility, responsibility.
âAre you with me, love?â
Alex swallows the sudden lump forming in his throat. âYeah,â he manages to say. âIâm here.â
Henry hums warmly. âHow are you feeling?â
âGood,â Alex answers honestly. âWeirdly emotional, but like, in a good way.â He pauses. âI know this is technically a thing weâve done in the past for, like, personal reasons, butâŚâ
âNot quite the same at the doctorâs office, is it?â
âYeahâŚâ Alex concedes, gently placing the full cup back on the table and putting the lid back on. He grabs a tissue and quickly wipes his right hand by scrunching it in his palm, his eyes still focused on the cup. âItâs so weird, I dunno. Like, this is the beginning of our future. Thatâs huge. Thatâs so wild to think about, you know? Our whole future as a family together starts here. We have half a child right here in this little plastic cup.â
Henry laughs brightly in his ear, and Alex canât help but smile.
âYou have such a way with words.â
âOur babyâs gonna be eloquent as shit, sweetheart. And if not, then at least youâll know theyâll be as hilarious as their papi.â
âI hope so,â Henry responds fondly, smile evident in his voice. âAlright, love. You have about five minutes to get yourself clean and head back to the office.â
âShitââ Alex springs up onto his feet and immediately starts cleaning himself properly at the sink. âIâll talk to you when I get home, okay?â
âAlright, talk soon. I love you.â
âI love you, too.â
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When Alex finally makes it back to the office with seconds to spare, thereâs a brown paper bag sitting on top of his desk, smelling absolutely fucking delicious.
His phone dings.
HRH Prince Dickhead đŠÂ
I wouldnât let you starve now, would I?
Enjoy your tacos, my love.