Wow, I Can Get Sexual Too.
Ronin Beaufort x F!bodied reader (they/them used)
Being a writer was tiresome. Too many things to sort out and too many drafts to go over. You exhaled deeply with your finger clicking on your mouse button: your back in an unhealthy slouch and your head banging from stress.
Surely there’s some way to entertain and relieve yourself, right?
Of course there’s a way. That's why you ended up on the interweb searching for someone to mess with..
And a burgundy haired serial killer ended up in the same way.
c/w: Cyber sex, Voice kink, Mutual masturbation, ronin being half stoned, this fic is inspired by my favorite emo song, reader and ronin are both down bad people, invasion of privacy(looking through your webcam)
(inspired by Wow, i can get sexual too. By Say Anything)
The bright light of your monitor illuminated your dim room as you just stare into the screen mindlessly. You groaned..It’s already late; 11:52 pm.
Your cursor flew around random “bmf!” 4chan and reddit forums to try and take a break from writing on that white bleak document app. Its fun to fuck around with people every once in a while, especially on the internet with some random anonymous account and a VPN on.
So you decided to troll around abit(with a small purpose to aid your novel), commenting things and posting weird questions that could potentially help with your crime novel. Then,
you randomly matched up with some guy that didn’t even have a proper username. In placement for the username, it said- “ERROR!UNKNOWN” .. well you’re not actually sure if this is a glitch or its just some person being edgy with their username but you trust your antivirus and free VPN enough that it wouldn’t bother you anyway.
Ronins tongue flicked over the food in between the back of his teeth boredly, his gaze skimming around forums while the empty food bowl on his floor was left unattended. He was bored out of his mind. Plus,
some douchebag he murdered a few hours ago pissed him off for being so damn loud and pathetic for dragging the whole “i didn’t mean it!” thing. He knew he needed release somehow.
His chin sat on the palm of his hand while scrolling before something caught his eye, which led to him starting a conversation with some user who was asking about crowbars and weird shit.
ERROR!UNKNOWN:“ hey. You’re interesting. Based on your Posts n What Not.”
ERROR!UNKOWN started a conversation.
ERROR!UNKNOWN:“ jus’ someone. Lets talk. You interested in video games?”
ERROR!UNKOWN sent a link.
ERROR!UNKOWN: its a horror Game where ya gotta Answer sum questions. Its on itch.io. I jus’ Have The file link.
You looked the game up . they were not lying.
After about 2 hours of talking to this person, you found out his name was ronin and that he was a dude. on the 1st hour you finished the game and got comfortable enough to go into voice call with him.. So comfortable that you didn’t think he’d mind you getting excited over his voice.
On ronin’s part, he was hooked enough that he transferred the call to his phone so that you and him could keep talking.
He already saw you through your webcam (since you stupidly clicked on the file link), and he’d be lying if he said that he didn’t wanna fuck around with some person who had a funny bone in them.
He laid there in bed just in boxers and a cigarette lit. taking deep puffs with his phone beside his head.
“Cute.” he exhaled a puff out- Half stoned while you talked about your crime novel.
“I’ve been thinking about the serial killer in my novel using a crowbar as a weapon.” you said while playing some new game that seemed easy enough.
“Yeah? I think the crowbar’s a great weapon. Easy ta’ carry and it has a look to it” he replied, his voice in a musky murmur.
You heard puffs of exhales and inhales. You figured he was smoking. After a few minutes of silence, you decided to break the ice.
“ so.. What do you look like?” you murmured, curious and abit awkward for asking, especially since the stranger you were asking sounded real fucking hot.
“Curious now?” he laughed out, taking another puff before replying, “what do ya wanna know?”
“Alright darlin’.” he chuckled , “ i got…burgundy red hair and black eyes.” he whispered while just staring into the ceiling.
You swallowed deeply to try and keep your breath steady as your hand slowly glided down to your panties.
Ronins head slowly turned to the side to look at his monitor, his brows raising up in surprise before the corners of his lips turned upwards into a grin.
“And..I got..a tattoo on my left forearm.” he added.
He stared at his screen, watching you with his chest heaving in excitement.
“So you arent curious in what I look like?” you asked in a breathless joking manner while your hands did its magic.
“Dont have to. I already know anyway.” he replied while slowly getting up.
Your heart stopped for a second, eyes widening and hands taking a halt. Holy shit, what?
A deep laugh echoed through your phone. His laugh with a bit of a cute wheeze.
“Relax, i was jus’ kidding darlin…probably.”
He slowly sank into his seat, his hand slowly trailing down to his boxers while the other was typing something on his keyboard.
He looked at your location and he almost snorted, it was obvious you didn’t live there and that you had a VPN. you didn’t exactly have the accent nor the look.
“So about your novel? Tell me about it darl”
He said with extra sweetness to tease you.
“ well, uh.. You see..its still ongoing..many drafts.” you breathed out while getting more wet to his sweet voice. “right.” he replied back, his fingers typing something on his keyboard with excitement running through his veins. “So whats that author name of yours?” he asked.
Drowning in pleasure, you blurted it out, not even beginning to care anymore. You just needed to keep listening to his voice to get off.
He eventually found where you operated and what publishing company you were under, which led to him finding your city. His gaze looked back to his other monitor which had the footage of you.
“I’ll read it when it releases.” he panted out while his hand kept getting faster, jerking his already twitching cock.
“I trust you enough that ya want a glimpse of me right?’
“Please.” you pleaded out. Curiousity eating you alive.
He opened his camera. He stared at you through the webcam for a couple of seconds before laughing. You were cute in shock.
You stared at his upperchest and collarbones. The pale expanse of his skin and well srtructed face made you even more desperate that it even had him on edge. Your gazethen fell down to the scars on his chest. Hot.
He looked to the side and laughed nervously, trying to mask how pathetic he felt right now since he noticed how your eyes drifted onto his top surgery scars.
His hand slowly squeezed around his cock to not make it obvious that he was jerking off to you while you tried to keep the conversation going. His chest heaved deeply with a faint blush spreading across his face while you commented about how cool his scars were.
“Fuck.” he exhaled deeply before reutrning his gaze back at you.
you looked back at him; making eye contact for a split second before his eyes widened and his hand immediately move to turn his camera off.
“Hey..” you panted, your fingers still assaulting your wet pussy.
He swallowed deeply as he heard you whimper those words out, his hand stroking his cock faster. “Jus’...busy darlin’..haha.. Keep going.”
He replied back with a slight whimper to his tone, his gaze dripping down to your body with admiration at how perfect you looked like this.
“Ronin…” you whimpered out, your freehand covering your mouth to muffle out your pants and whimpers. Your eyes were closed shut to focus on his voice before they flew back open to the sound of him panting back out your name in a low whiny tone.
“mm..you know purgatory darling?” he groaned out.
“I want ya ta’ meet me there tonight. But for now, i wanna watch you cum first.”
