bakerstreet | Phone sex and sexting

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Phone sex and sexting

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sexting meme

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[The house is quiet. Maritza is somewhere with her friends. Yadira and Jeron have taken Rosie out to 'check on the restaurant and maybe have some lunch, you boys need a break', and the dogs are outside doing what dogs do.

Ben, who is working, will receive this short video, alerting him to what Cassian is currently doing.]

[Ben was grateful for the small break. He had just finished a meeting when his phone pinged. He removed his headset and picked up his phone.

Oh.

His mouth went dry and he swallowed]

Look at you...

Started thinking about you and I couldn't help myself.

We do have the house to ourselves darling.

That we do. Think you can take a break for a little while?

[Cassian will get this short video. Nothing too scandalous]

Just finished my meetings. I have a little bit.

What are you thinking?

[Nothing too scandalous, but more than enough to coax a low moan from Cassian's lips.]

You can find me. I can find you. We can meet in the middle. Haven't decided what I want yet, but we can figure it out.

Thinking about the time you pushed me against the door and had me wrap my legs around your waist and fucked me like that.

Desperate and raw?

Needy?

Hard. Fast. The way you make it hurt so good.

Your nails and teeth biting against my skin as I thrust into you.

You like the marks I leave behind.

God do I.

Especially when you break the skin and I will carry them for days.

You want me to mark my territory just as I want you to do the same to me. Stake a claim.

Yes.

I'd happily get your teeth marks tattooed on my body. Right above my heart.

And maybe you will. But until then, I'll be more than happy to continue putting them there every single time they fade away.

God, I want you all the time.

The wanting never stops.

I want to see how may times I can make you come in a day. I want you to be mindless with pleasure. Mindless from the times you've come down my throat, when my cock is in you, when you're in me.

I would give you my all. I would give it until there was nothing left to give. And then I would focus on making you come for me over and over and over again. With my mouth. And my hands. My body. Taking turns fucking until we're too exhausted to go on. I want to make you a mess for me. I want to be a mess for you.

Fuck Cassian.

Fuck.

Get in here.

[No reply. But a handful of minutes later, Cassian shows up, barefoot and disheveled, jeans undone, a high flush of pink in his cheeks. He smiles, and it's distracted, almost like he's still lost in the mental images that Ben's provided for him.]

Ben …

[Ben gets up, his own slacks undone, the bulge hidden by them obvious,

He doesn't say anything as he crosses the room to where Cassian is and leans in to kiss him, shutting the door to the office with one hand.]

Fuck you're irresistible. [He bites at his lips]

[Cassian notices, his smile slowly shifting into a pleased little smirk. Clearly, his teasing has had the intended effect. But he's given no real time to respond as Ben approaches, crowding into his personal space as he closes the door and affords them a little more privacy.

He returns the kiss easily and eagerly, growling softly at the nip to his lips, working his hand into Ben's open pants, making a small triumphant noise once he's able to wrap his fingers around his length and stroke slowly.]

All this for me?

[Ben growled into the kiss and shoved him against the closed door. One hand went to tug at the shirt his husband has put on.

He pulled back from the kiss and then yanked the shirt off before getting his own off]

Fuck you do terrible things to me. So terrible.

[A spike of desire shot up and down the length of Cassian's spine as his back made hard contact with the door and the breath was knocked out of him from the impact.

He laughed darkly, only releasing his grip in order to help with the hasty removal of his shirt, reaching out to place his palm against Ben's bare chest, shivering at the feel of the soft, warm skin.

And then, while he had the chance, he tugged at the ring, knowing that it would give his husband chills.]

You complaining?

[Ben bit down on Cassian's pulse as he tugged the ring through his nipple. He shuddered and pressed their hips together. They both knew how to get the other mindless, wanting, needy.

He pulled back and licked the spot he bit before sucking on it.

He wanted to mark Cassian, so everyone would know]

Fuck no.

[Cassian loved the way that Ben still reacted to him, even after years together, how easy it still was to tease and tempt each other, that the pleasure they found with each other had never faded.

He hissed out a breath as Ben licked at his heated skin, pulling him all the closer still as he began sucking at the same spot, intent upon leaving a mark behind.

Cassian wanted it as much as Ben did, wanted the reminder that they belonged to each other, that this was where they belonged.]

Do you want to fuck me, Ben? Do you want to make me call out your name?

oops i did it again

<3

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