Sexting

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the phone sex +
sexting meme

what it says on the tin. leave a blank comment, include your preferences or a starter, it's all good. reply to others with a text, a dirty picture (please link all nsfw things!), misfires, misdials, drunk filthy voicemails, whatever your heart desires.

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[rockpaperpedal]

Guess you don't need any help settling down then.

[tsunverde]

[This is his chance. He can say no, tell Takao goodnight, and go right to sleep.]

I didn't say that either.

[rockpaperpedal]

Not saying much of anything are you? I usually am the talkative one though.

[tsunverde]

You mean you never stop talking.

[It instantly makes him think of Takao's mouth, his fingers sliding inside.

This time, he doesn't back down from the thought. He doesn't want Takao to think he's completely in control just because he's more free with his words.]

You need other ways to occupy your mouth.

[rockpaperpedal]

[Not only is that what he thinks, it's a thought he's not willing to give up quickly. Takao may have found the meaning of the word shame a few times in person, but despite his brows raising, sincerely impressed at the unexpected escalation from Midorima himself, he's not willing to relinquish his one area of lead so easily.]

Now every time you tell me to shut up I'm going to look at your hands.

[tsunverde]

Every time? You'll be too distracted to accomplish anything.

[rockpaperpedal]

Won't do anything to you though, huh? I guess you are the one who cut it short today. I'll just have to get over that kind of thought since it's not something that tempts you even a little.

[tsunverde]

You're putting words in my mouth again.

[Yes, he did cut it short, but it was because of the opposite of a lack of temptation.]

[rockpaperpedal]

I'd offer my hand if I thought my fingers did much for you.

[tsunverde]

It would depend on what your fingers are doing.

[rockpaperpedal]

Probably enjoying the same things my eyes are, to start with. I'd wanna take in the feel with just as much detail as the sight. Might be dangerous to let me get my hands on you with how much I wouldn't want to take them off. I'm not good at stopping when I get into something.

[tsunverde]

[So much for trying to gain the upper hand. Takao has left him speechless. There's a delay that's much longer than would be necessary to write out his short reply.]

I wouldn't want a half-hearted attempt.

[rockpaperpedal]

[Maybe he got too corny. Maybe he got too forward. Maybe when it's words instead of pictures, Midorima's got a better sense of when things are going too far. Maybe the locker room bathroom stall made him realize--and then there's a reply.

Keeping his cool in situations where they're not actually face to face and audacity only has to last until he hits send is much easier.]

You don't like anything half-hearted. But don't figure I'm gonna waste my chance and just go right for what I know feels good and let you finish up fast. You're more patient than me right? You can hold out no problem.

[tsunverde]

[His patience is something he could always pride himself on before the last 24 hours. But there's a short span of time in a bathroom stall that reminds him he's going to have to work on that. Right now, when they're only talking, he can have prodigious endurance levels.]

I can hold out, but of course you'll take it too far. I'll have to tell you to stop teasing and get on with it.

[rockpaperpedal]

What if this time I decide not to follow orders?

[tsunverde]

Then you will face the consequences when it's your turn.

[rockpaperpedal]

Shin-chan, you might have some weird misunderstanding. Whose "turn" was it when your fingers came over the edge today?

[tsunverde]

I'm not misunderstanding anything, you fool. From your description, it sounds like you'll overwhelm me with your intense focus at first, but once it's time for me to do the same to you, then you'll suffer.

[rockpaperpedal]

This kind of thing in real life isn't like a pic and video exchange where we trade off. We could watch each other live. Knowing you were doing it in the stall next to me made it go embarrassingly fast even if you were too damned quiet and I was going off visual memory. But I wouldn't mind doing it for both of us at the same time. I've got two hands.

[The only hint of a sense of shame over text is his lack of proper proof reading to fully delete his own sentences. Normally fairly careless about anything he writes, re-reading what he's sending is not only not in his nature but embarrassing enough to assure it's not a new habit he picks up in this context.]

[tsunverde]

[The half-deleted or possibly abandoned sentence is exactly the sort of carelessness that frustrates him in Takao. But it helps him to focus. Maybe he isn't the only one who was overwhelmed in some way. He doesn't have to imagine himself as powerless to react in the face of Takao's relentless touch.]

It is your place to serve me.

Of course, you have two hands, but I have one hand that should be large enough to wrap around both of us at once.

[Midorima only has some vague knowledge of this idea, but he wants to push past the stumbling impression he's left so far.]

[rockpaperpedal]

[What the hell is that surge of egotism and dominance?! It has no right to be that convincing, to make Takao shift where he lays, looking down at his own hand, remembering Midorima's, mentally comparing.

Texting with one hand takes a little longer.]

That leaves both of mine and a mouth free to serve you. If you're tired of your fingers in my mouth already there are some other places I want to appreciate orally.

[A second text comes in a few seconds later.]

Might get interrupted a lot though.

[tsunverde]

I'm not tired of my fingers in your mouth.

[It's a dominance that's hard to maintain when Takao sends his mind from little more than turning his own words against him. No matter what attitude he's trying to project, he can't manage to pretend he doesn't want to try his fingers in Takao's mouth again, more thoroughly next time, and deny himself the chance to do so.]

Of course, I always like to know all my options.

[rockpaperpedal]

Figured in the bathroom today you'd let me get them wet enough to help with your handiwork. No go, though.

[It's an idea that has several appeals. He could have then wondered if, working himself over with Takao's saliva, he'd have been imagining his mouth directly. But his fingers themselves were worth lingering on. It's an odd thing to develop a thing for, but those fingers are so quintessential Shin-chan that it's stuck in his mind. That he's now had intimate contact with that part of him, and only that part of him, almost surreal with the rest of him unseen beyond a wall, it's hard not to be caught up on it.

He'd really done something with him. Mild as it is compared to the videos they exchanged, talking about that makes his face feel unnecessarily hot even while alone. Talking about something further than that, something a little further removed from reality, actually comes a little more easily.]

Or there's the direct route.

[tsunverde]

[If he touched himself with fingers slick with Takao's saliva, it would almost be like- Well, it would almost be like Takao's second suggestion.]

We were running late and needed to be efficient today.

[Efficiency, yes, that's a good word for "too turned on to slow things down."]

Next time, we'll plan ahead so we can take our time. I'll need to see if you can do a good enough job on my fingers before I let you put your mouth on anything else.

[Even if he knows it's for the purpose of setting the scene, bringing up a "next time" fills him with a nervous sort of anticipation.]

[rockpaperpedal]

[Midorima's anticipation has all the time it could possibly need to grow; the reply is a long time in coming. The words "next time" short circuit all of his thoughts.

They only start to process again once he realizes this isn't real. This is just scene setting fantasy.]

Crap. Even proving myself to you's really hot.

There's not a damn place on you I don't want my mouth on.

[He knows Midorima's probably into more tasteful wording, euphemisms and implications, especially if they're going through text, but Takao's not at the top of his game. His brain had to be rebooted and not all the programs are running yet.]