them sexts

[inuyasock]

the phone sex +
sexting meme

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[divesting]

[ he's keeping it anyway. ]

I think about you when I want to actually get off. You know you're the only person that can make me come anymore.

[anatano]

[Doumeki's ugly, possessive side feels at ease reading that.]

Are you doing it right now?

[divesting]

All I had to do was grab my dick over my pants and Nanahara about jumped out of his skin.

Thank he'd mind?

[anatano]

No.

[Sorry Nanahara, it's not personal but it's not just Yashiro who is thinking about somebody to get off.]

Are you thinking about me touching you?

one day i won't phone tag and typo at you

[divesting]

[ the quick huff of a chuckle yashiro lets out is enough to make nanahara stand up and move across the room. which is helpful, at least. not that he has anything against touching himself while he's sitting right next to him. ]

Yeah, but you're always a little too gentle. Sometimes I wonder what it'd be like if you really let loose.

Not sure my hand does you justice.

XD no worries

[anatano]

I'm not always gentle.

[Doumeki knows even with all his love and care he still loses his head sometimes when he's with Yashiro. Though, he admits it could be worse. Way worse. But just the thought of that is already painful.]

I would use my tongue more anyways.

sorry this is so late!! rl got me

[divesting]

No, you're not, are you?

[ it makes his hand stall over his pants, but it's an easy thought to throw away. seeing as they've had that uncomfortable talk, yashiro isn't sure he can still say doumeki doesn't feel anything for him anymore. ]

It's hard to imitate your tongue with my hand. Are you trying to get me to test how flexible I am?

<3

[anatano]

[Doumeki imagines Yashiro with his hand between his legs, waiting for whatever he was going to say next. It makes his body heat up too. His hands are shaking as he's trying to type.]

You will have to try to be gentle.
How do you usually pleasure yourself?

[divesting]

[ there's irony in that, but it's the kind that makes him feel warm in more than just one way. doumeki is good at that. ]

When I get myself off to the thought of you, I'm usually in bed.
Gentle is usually key to that or it doesn't sell it.

[anatano]

[Right. Doumeki kind of starting to get why people like this.]

Good.
Do you also touch your thighs?

[divesting]

No, not really. I'm not big on teasing myself.
Foreplay is your thing, isn't it? You like the build-up.

Sometimes I'll fuck myself with my fingers, though.

[anatano]

Would you touch your thighs now?
The fingers could come later.

[divesting]

I could, but you'll have to tell me how you want me to.

[ never mind the fact he's already skimming fingers along them, trying to imitate how doumeki might touch him. he doesn't really need the reminder, not when he has it memorized.

it's still not enough to spook nanahara out of the room, but he's sure they'll get there. ]

[anatano]

Your skin is very soft on the inside of your thighs.
I like to feel it with my fingers.
Feel it for me.