i wanna sext u up

[treks]

the sexting + phone sex meme

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[armyrrh]

( if they've gotten this far, then there should really be nothing to stop him for telling the truth. )

Well.

( behind the screen, he's scratching at his neck. a beat, the release of baited breath. he's not here to make demands... only imparting a wish and nothing more... )

You'd look especially charming.

[ribbonry]

Then would you rather see it in person?

[ sakura doesn't think she's particularly photogenic, and admittedly, she wants to see her boyfriend. because of course. ]

I'm sure you'll think I'm more than charming seeing it with your own eyes. [ is she being coy? yes. ]

[armyrrh]

( is this real life? is he stuck in one of his daydreams again? someone, please pinch him. actually, he won't feel that at all. give him a good kick in the pants-- )

YES PLEASE.

( --and for that slip of his thumb, unable to correct the abrupt all caps, he wanted a kick in the pants right now.

the burn of his first-hand embarrassment aside, reiner knew there was no actual shame in wanting to see sakura that badly. she was more than he could ever want or deserve --- her compliance in granting this dirty no-longer-a-secret exemplified this as a fact. even teasing him, baring the edge of her own daring side. )

i promise you, sakura

i'm going to show you just how much more than charming you are

but believe me, it's got nothing to do with the apron. it's all you

[ribbonry]

[ sakura can hardly resist the laughter that bubbles to the surface. he's so eager! she thought adoringly. her boyfriend was really, really cute - she's not used to boys acting so obviously; even when he tried to be anything but. ]

Alright. ♡

Your imagination is more perverted than I remember. [ not that she doesn't like it, oh no. ]

Do you want to come visit me~?

[armyrrh]

Can't help it, Sakura. You're better than any dream ;)

( forevermore a fact, sakura matou was his weakness as much as a pillar in his life. right now she's metaphorically got him on his knees ready to worship her... all for the sake of seeing her in an apron. just an apron.

already getting half hard thinking about it is enough of a problem right now. saving his energy for "the appreciation" he wants to give her is his mission --- and with his size below the belt, he was going to call attention to himself on the way over if he didn't keep himself in check. )

I'll be over right now.

Be prepared.

( maybe that sounds a little ominous but reiner was a man with a voracious appetite and he was nothing less than dedicated. if he couldn't offer sakura everything he had, he could hardly call himself fit to be by her side. )

[ribbonry]

[ better than any dream, he says. it almost sounds like something a prince from a fairy-tale book would say to the princess. sakura blushes and feels is spread along her cheeks, burning the tip of her ears. so when he says that he's heading to meet her sakura feels her heart skip a beat.

the two of them have been alone together plenty of times; more than she could count. before they begun seeing each other and after the fact, but it never went past innocuous flirtation, some touching here and there.

her heart begun to beat faster.

she was still in her pajamas. ]

The door will be unlocked, okay? Be safe.

[ more of the truth than she was prepared to say. sakura matou has always had rotten luck - she's almost accustomed to failure and rejection. her relationship with him... so devoid of toxicity and cruelty only fuels the apprehension she has sometimes. but she knows he would never betray that trust. he couldn't even if he desired to.

sakura clumsily, awkwardly, nervously; gets dressed - or, well - she gets undressed. her pink apron was her only shelter from the draft tickling between her thighs. she looks over his last message and then shivers, feeling wary and excited and full of hope for their first time to be their best time. should she make her appearance a surprise? should she be straightforward with her intentions? did it even matter to him?

she decides to hide, at least so that when he entered he would not immediately see her. sakura stands in the entrance of the kitchen because of course, the apron is the symbol of homeliness, of warm, cooked meals by a loving wife. to be taken care of and doted on. she could do all that and more. for reiner, she would at least try.

she blushes again, wondering if he would get naked too. ]

;; dont worry abt length btw!!

[armyrrh]

( be safe. he's sure the message has burned itself into his retinas with how long he stared at those words; as if his life hinged on its very existence. his eyesight blurs and burns, if only for a moment before reiner blinks them away. the natural severity of his features softens when he punches in his next reply, the phone then tucked into his pocket as he slides his door shut. )

I will. Can't wait to see you.

( fate was never kind to them, treating them like tumbleweeds forced to trod paths no man would willingly embark on by cruel winds. sakura's been hurt before; hurt in ways he's never experienced and could never really know, something he had an inkling of knowing early on, but from his open palms he wanted to give her happiness. if he could snatch it from the air like a hat trick and present it to her, he would, but it was without question that reiner prioritized her happiness, health, and safety above all else. far above his own. he would protect and provide for her any way that she needed him to. he was willing to do it all, to provide her shelter. a home.

it used to fill him with guilt (particularly at the beginning of their meeting then their friendship) how sakura had really overwhelmed his own rationale, already taken by her at first sight. how the sunlight highlighted the delicate charm of her features, the almost musical chime of her voice, her inner will and backbone as sturdy as the trunk of cherry blossom trees and just as beautiful as its blossoms.

then came other thoughts. the soft touch of her hand over his was enough to nearly elicit a rash-like flush over his cheeks and below the collar. sakura's chest merely brushing against his arm made his dick strain against his pants with such vigor that he was worried she'd catch sight of just how reactive he was, run away, and come to hate him for it. nights were rough enough for his own anxiety over rejection, his lust, his affection, that the fact she reciprocated first felt like a misunderstanding.

luckily for him, getting his grasp back on the fact that this was reality made for a not-too-painful start to their relationship. things only ever got better from there with both of their hopes and efforts. which leads us to our first time, with my girlfriend entirely bare besides...! )

... Sakura.

( when he had arrived to her residence, he knocked gently against the door to mark his arrival before walking in. the lack of haste inside was a good idea considering how speeding ahead would've made him fall on his ass, starstruck, at the effigy-like figure before him. christ. from head to toe, she was always so gorgeous and ladylike, but seeing her now, if he wasn't careful... he wouldn't be able to restrain himself once they both were ready. his hands were ready to scoop her up and take her against the while, to travel across every curve of her form. )

Really, I... ( his tongue is dry in his own mouth, voice forced even by a single shred of his will, and he takes a few more steps closer to her as if spellbound, palms clenching and unclenching. as if waiting for her consent to let him come forward and touch her. he can hardly feel his face with how hot it's gotten, but his briefs are too tight, too fucking tight. ) I think my heart stopped for a moment.

( fuck, his voice is trembling. his brawny form almost quakes as he breathes slow and deep, eyes roaming over her with the darkness only a man consumed by lust could have. )

There's absolutely... no way... that there's anyone sexier or more beautiful than you.