PHONE CALL 📱 MAMI
WHO: @marimadeit & @mimiharps
WHAT: Pervs being pervs tbh.
WHEN: 2/8.
NOTES: It will be NSFW.
MARI: always loved she and Mimi’s phone calls. They could talk about everything and anything—sometimes nothing that they’d manage to make into something—for hours, and Mari would never get bored. She’d never wanted to hear Mimi’s voice as much as she did right now, though. Just from reading the other girl’s texts, she could feel her own reaction between her legs, so she could only imagine how much better it’d be to actually hear her. Just the simple greeting made her smirk just a little bit in anticipation. “No? Maybe I just need to be a little less subtle.” She paused for just a moment, voice lowering to more of a husk, “If you could feel how wet I was already, you’d know.” She couldn’t help but think about how weird that should’ve felt to say aloud to the other girl, but it didn’t. If anything, it just made her want Mimi to feel it for herself. Laying back against her pillows, Mari kept her phone pressed to her ear, her free hand resting on her hip and her fingertips brushing over the skin that her now hitched up shirt had revealed. She looked down at her hand, imagining it was Mimi’s. “I’m not alone. You’re here with me, remember?” She smirked, fingertips tracing along her skin just under the waistband of her pants. “Tell me what else you need to say.” Her voice was still quiet, almost calm sounding. “Tell me what you would do to me if you were here.”
MIMI: wasn’t sure how she felt about them doing this over the phone. It was a little disappointing that she couldn’t see her right now. She could close her eyes and see her perfectly, but that wasn’t nearly the same as actually being with her. Then again, she wasn’t sure how bold she would have been if this was in person. She liked to believe that she would have just showed up and done the things she talked about before, but this was still her best friend she was talking to. She was worried that would have felt weird. Although, she was starting to think that wasn’t really the case at all. Not when Mari was telling her how wet she was, causing Mimi to make a sound that she couldn’t really identify. It sounded like a cross between a moan and a groan, and maybe she should have been embarrassed by it, but instead she didn’t care. All she cared about was how she was making Mari feel right now. She was the one making her feel that way and she couldn’t feel shy or embarrassed right now if she wanted to. Instead, she was feeling smug and confident. Like she really could do all of these things if they were in person. This wasn’t a bad start, though. “Do you want to know what I would do?” She asked and she closed her eyes, licking her lips as she pictured her best friend’s beautiful body. “Hmm. Where was I before? Oh, right. I was kissing your neck. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought about that. One of my hands would be running up and down your thigh, but not for long. I like to tease, but you know what I would like even more? Feeling how wet you are.” As she spoke, it was like she could see Mari right in front of her. She could only imagine what her face would look like as she touched her. That was all she needed to keep going. “Tell me how wet you are, baby.”