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[broil]

" talk to me, baby. "
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[broil]

well i did ask

[medals]

there 800 other creative ways to boss me around

[broil]

like smacking your bottom

[medals]

sure, why not

[broil]

well you could sound more enthusiastic

[medals]

well.
how hard are you gonna spank me if i don't get dressed and then show you me taking it all off?

[broil]

so hard

wait

not
hard?

i'm confused

[medals]

this is the least sexy sexting we have ever done

[broil]

what matters is that we tried

[medals]

the right answer was the first btw

[broil]

oh okay

are we still good? cause we got like 40 minutes left to go

[medals]

yeah

[vague, but also a ten minute pause between that next and the next while she tugs her panties and jeans back on. she balances her phone against whatever he's got beside his bed (vodka, probably) and hits record. there's a wide view if his bed and bedroom and Jem kneeling in the middle of the pillow-blanket nest she's managed to make in twenty minutes.

first to go are the jeans, unbuttoned slowly and then dragged down over her thighs while she shifts to tug them all the way off. next is his shirt, each button undone methodically before she slips it off her shoulders and opens it up to bare breasts and black underwear. she let's it fall behind her and then turns, dragging her hair over her shoulder before she hooks her thumbs into her underwear and slips them slowly over her backside and down her thighs.

and then reaches over to hit 'stop' and 'send']

[broil]

[bites fist]

[broil]

you're getting better at this

maybe a little too good

[medals]

you're just getting too spoiled tbh
who knows what wild demands you'll make next

[low key horny tbh]

[broil]

i could

tell you to use your hand like it was my hand

and show me what you want me to do to you

[medals]

[inhales deeply]

what kind of girl do you think i am mr dodrescu??

[broil]

not the kind who unironically calls me mr anything

you're also my girl, which says a lot

[medals]

interesting points
but what's in it for me

[broil]

the amazing things i'm bringing home from work

1/2

[medals]

hmmmmmmmmm

[medals]

can you video call

[broil]

for you?
always

[medals]

turn your volume down

[insert generic skype ring tone. she's got the shirt back on, but hasn't bothered buttoning it up. ]

[broil]

done

[and she calls, yay. She'll see a lot of colors behind him. And probably be able to tell that he's in a sex shop that isn't Oscock. What a mystery!

He's leaning over the counter, pretending there's nothing interesting to see on the phone. Because he's supposed to be working, gosh.]