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[ He thought he'd be more confident than this because it's text, but he's turning red and pressing his face into the pillow for a moment before typing back, his hands shaking. ]

In due time.
Let us take it a bit slower.
I have removed my shirt and can picture you just as bare, hovering over me, your nice arms on display, each hand by my head.

I would pull you down into a slow, sensual kiss as we lazily grind together, me in my soft pajama pants and you still naked.

[ right, …sunday might have wanted to take the lead with this, so kaveh swiftly dials it back. ]

Alright. I’m sure you’re looking delectable like that. You know it’s going to be hard for me not to immediately kiss, lick, and bite you. Oh, you like that, feeling how hard I am through your pajama bottoms?

I do, and you can.
I would not stop you, meeting you kiss for kiss as I stroke you between your legs with my clothed thigh.

I like feeling you when you are aroused.
Both your girth and length are my ideal.
Would you be amenable to sending me a photograph?

Good, because I want to kiss, lick, and bite you all over. I want to taste every part of you, and leave a small piece of evidence behind, so you’ll always remember how my lips, tongue, and teeth felt. I can send a picture… [ he shifts back onto the bed, propping himself up with a few pillows as he spreads his legs to take a picture of his dick. it’s too gleams with a few beads of pre, some of which has started dribbling down its side. he sends it to sunday. ]

Do I get one in return?

[ He stares at the image, licking his mouth unconsciously at the sight of the drops of precum gathered at the tip of Kaveh's dick while his wings threaten to shutter his eyes. It's almost too much already. ]

If you were in front of me, I would be on my knees for you already,
worshiping at your altar until you anoint me with your seed.
Only then would I feel born anew.

[ He tries to angle himself to get a sexy picture before getting too shy and just taking a picture of his mouth and his own thumb brushing in between his lips. He sends that back. ]

...then how about coming over? we dont have to be texting. id much rather have you here. come on, sunny. there's plenty of room on my bed.

[ kaveh waits for the return pick and smiles at what he receives. ]

look at that, already ready to drink my offering.

That defeats the purpose of doing this to begin with.
Did you not want me to be ready for you?
I still have my pants on.

Are you not going to pull them off me?

how ready do you intend to get… because i could be helping with that, you know. if i were there you would have already been made pants-less, …no doubt in my mind. pull them down slowly… and send me a video. i want to see your dick spring free.

I cannot do that.
That is too...too much.
Do you promise to delete it immediately afterwards?

[ He doesn't want anyone happening upon his phone and all of this. ]

You can. I'm not going to share it. It would be for me and me alone. But, c'mon, I sent you a picture of my dick. Let me see yours. Please. Pleasepleaseplea- Whatever you want. Although it would be nice to look at when you're busy... and I'm feeling frisky.

No, definitely delete it afterwards.
I do not want just anyone looking at it,
or it to be uploaded somewhere where it will end up broadcast everywhere.

This is for you alone.

[ He does send a tease with his pants and underwear pulled down low, showing off a hint of the base of his cock. ]

I would never share this, but fine. I'll delete it afterwards.

[ he waits, smiling at the photo. ]

How about a little bit more you tease?

[ He does record a video (sadly in the shittiest resolution possible due to the limitations of his phone) of just his hand pushing his pants lower, and his hard cock springing out before he grips himself, his upper body completely out of frame. The video cuts out after one stroke, and he hits send, wings covering his face while he awaits judgment. ]

[ oh, sunday… you spoil him. kaveh thought he might have to beg, but his boyfriend delivered without question. he strokes himself while he watches, running the short video on loop a few times. ]

❤️ [ is all kaveh sends back, …at least until he takes a shot of his cum splattered stomach. ]

I made a bit of a mess. I could use some help cleaning up.

[ He blinks and sits up at that. ]

You finished already?!
How were you so fast?

Just thinking of you, And how red you must be from doing all of this. It’s as cute as it is hot.

I will try and catch up,
though I have not even gotten the lubricant out and a toy out yet.

Do you want to use one of the remote control ones?

...you could just jerk yourself off. Shut your eyes, grab your dick, and pretend I'm the one touching you. I could even call you if you like... praise you in real time for being such a good little bird.

Yes, please call me.
I would like to hear you at least while I touch myself.
I am not as good as making myself finish when I am alone.

[ Mostly because it feels so lonely, and his mind starts to wander towards less pleasant memories. ]

[ ring ring. you don’t need to tell him twice. ] Sunny. I miss you so much. [ never mind that it hadn’t been too long since they’ve last seen each other. ]

[ He picks up quickly and smiles a little awkwardly while lazily stroking himself between his legs. ]

Me too. I know you could be here now, but I do want to finish having a bit of fun this way first. Please tell me what to do.

…as long as you leave me the mess to clean up. [ he smirks. ] I want you on your stomach. Lift your ass in the air and grab your dick with one hand. I want you to jerk yourself off into the soft sheets of your bed while you stretch your tight little asshole for me.

For you...anything. [ Though he does have to put the phone on speaker so he can use both his hands before reaching over to grab the lube from his bedside drawer. He opens the cap and squeezes a bit out loudly just so that Kaveh knows he's being good and doing what he's saying.

He then puts some on his palm first to stroke himself. ]

Do you want me to do it how you would do it? [ Which essentially means fast and impatient as Kaveh always is. ]

…mm, good boy, Sunny. [ he purrs into the phone as he hears him squeeze out the lube. ] I want you to listen to me. Shut your eyes and pretend I’m there, behind you, easing a finger into your ass as I reach around and stroke you slowly… from base to tip, swirling my thumb over your leaking slit. And I want to hear you. Don’t try to hold anything back.

[ He does as told, pressing his fingers deep inside himself while he pictures them as Kaveh's long, slender fingers, moaning at the image of Kaveh over him, looking flushed and damp with excitement. His muscles start to relax inside as he also draws a hand across his cock and smears the pre-cum across the tip. ]

Are you touching yourself too? Touching yourself to my sounds. I know you get aroused easily even after coming, and I want you to pleasure yourself while I picture your fingers inside me.

Can I add a second one?

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