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Across the world — Ian
Summary: Ian is across the world in London performing on tour, he misses you so so much that he sends you a video telling and showing you just how much he does.
𐙚⋆.˚Warnings…SMUT, desperate!ian, drug usage, ramble fap, male masturbation, fluffish.
Ian doesn’t get back to the hotel till late that night, this one show lasting longer than usual, Ian loves touring with getting to see his fans and whatnot…but he can’t stand being away from you even it was just for two weeks.
The door shuts slow behind him, his room dark with only the street lights from outside brightening it up, after taking off his shoes he walks slowly to his suit case not even bothering to turn on the lights—throwing his shirt off before opening, he grabs a new set of clothes and heads off to shower.
He steps in the shower letting the warm water run down his face, letting out a heavy sigh he starts to think about you, thinking about how after a show he’d walk into his dressing room to be greeted by you telling him how good of a show a he put on, thinking about all talking you would’ve done in the car on the way home, thinking about how you would probably be in the same shower with him right now, running your fingers through his wavy locks telling him how your gonna love him forever.
Once he’s done with his shower he gets dressed and walks to his bed. You’re on his mind so much it’s driving him insane, he lays down letting his head fall back with a small groan—he spots the ashtray on the nightstand next to him with half a blunt still left, he lifts it to his lips sparking it up then taking a long hit. He tries to stop thinking of you, but he can’t, it’s like you’ve got him under some type of spell. He starts thinking about how soft your skin would feel against his, about how your hands would up and down his chest, about how you would plant sloppy kisses all along his neck.
His breathing gets heavy as he takes more hits of the blunt, he plays with the waistband of his pajama pants imagining your soft hands there instead, he pulls down his pants and boxers in one go—shakily sighing as semi-hard cock sprung free. He takes one last hit before putting out the blunt and taking his cock in hand, he winces as he strokes himself slowly—he bites as he starts to speed up, he has so much he wants to say to you, he wants to tell you how bad he misses you…
He grabs his phone of the night stand heading straight for the camera app and pressing the record button “h-hey baby, I miss you so muchh” he squeezes his pink tip watching the pre cum slip out “been thinking ‘bout you all day..all week. Been thinking about your lips, your curves, your touch” he whimpers softly, his hand shaking as he involuntarily bucks his hips up into his palm.
"I-i can't stop thinking 'bout how warm and tight you are" He starts uncontrollably moaning, shutting is eyes tight already feeling close to the edge "wanna come home s' bad, might just book a flight and say f-fuck the rest of the tour" he slightly chuckles--he works his fist even faster on his cock making loud wet sounds, "gonna come, j-just f' you baby" he chokes out a loud groan before spilling all over his hand and stomach.
"love you so much baby--promise 'm gonna come home soon"the lets out a shaky sigh before ending the video, he sends it to you with a message saying "miss you".
sorry I haven't made a post in a while y'all I've been very busy but I'm coming back...ive been thinking about writing for other rappers(next fic might be a ken Carson fit) lmk who you guys want me to write about :)
















