them sexts

[inuyasock]

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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[catholica]

Silk sheets? Really now? Have you slept on them yet?

[assholic]

Nope. Thought I'd save them for a special occasion.

[catholica]

And that involves me?

[assholic]

I was hoping so.

[catholica]

Tell me what you want to do on those silk sheets?

[assholic]

You.

And this would be where I'd send a winkyface.

[catholica]

I appreciate the gesture.

You're gonna have to put the sheets on the bed if you want to do me on them.

[assholic]

Only if you give me a time you're going to be here. I'm not ruining them with my uncultured ass alone.

[catholica]

Tonight? If you can make time in your busy schedule.

[assholic]

Schedule's clear.

[catholica]

So's mine, imagine that.

[assholic]

I think you should bring something to this silk sheet party. I have no idea what, but some part of me feels it's necessary.

[catholica]

Besides myself? I'm not enough?

[assholic]

Silk sheets, Matt. Respect the effort.

[catholica]

Do you want fine? To complete the fancy set up?

[assholic]

Pamper me, bitch.

[catholica]

Excuse me, that's Mister Bitch.

[assholic]

And it's Mistress Bitch for you. So come over and show me something I haven't seen before, Matty.

[catholica]

Give me a little bit of time to get over there and I will. I'm blind, you know. Takes me longer to walk.

[assholic]

You are so full of shit, your eyes are brown.

I'll make the bed.

[catholica]

Thanks for the compliment.

I'll be there soon.

( and though it does take him a little time to get there, he doesn't dawdle or waste time. he's there in under an hour. )

[assholic]

[She has the bed made. Even down to the new duvet with the chamois overcover that she'd gotten for it and a few new pillows. Her bed definitely looked like it didn't belong in her room, or the apartment in general, but she'd had a quick shower, put on something with satin under her jeans and tshirt, and was sitting at her desk, finishing up a file when he got there.]

I can see you hovering outside the door. Only you would think stalker is a flirty move.

[catholica]

It's not hovering.

( he says as he reaches for the knob, juggling both the wine bottle and the walking cane. maybe he didn't really need it but had to keep up appearances. )

I was making myself presentable.

[assholic]

How would you even know? Waiting for that old biddy down the hall to ooh and ah over your ass again?

[She closed the folder and moved to put it away in her desk, looking up at him as he walked in with his little blind-man prop and the bottle of wine.]

Wine's a good start. But I like that you're here at all.

[Honesty. It was something she'd been working on lately. Don't judge her.]

[catholica]

Don't be jealous.

( once he's folded the cane up and put it down, he crosses the room and puts the wine bottle on her desk, presenting it with a gesture of his wrist. )

I don't even know if it's good wine but I'm sure it's enough to do the job. Can't be too bad. Cost me about thirty bucks. And it's not in a box.