MARK SLOAN & JACKSON AVERY in Grey’s Anatomy (2005 -)
I gotta say, I really think I have the hands for plastics. Oh, forget about your hands. Look at those cheekbones. Sir? You’re genetically blessed. Don’t think I haven’t noticed. And speaking from personal experience, I can say that that will only help you in plastics. That face? Better than a hundred billboards, my man.
Summary: Tour was never easy for both you and Brian, especially with how ‘intimate’ you both loved to be. Thank god for technology and dirty words to help you two make it through.
Warning: Smut ahead!
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When tour rolled around, it never was easy for you and Q. You never could take the time off work to join in with the rest of the jokers or their significant others and gossip over drinks and share a laugh or two.
It was especially hard being lonely in bed with no one to satisfy you. With how horny the both of you were, you were often surprised how long you two would last without each other's touch. You could only do so much with your hands and a vibrator before you craved the real thing again.
You were feeling extra risqué as you organized some of the drawers in your shared bedroom and found a set of lingerie that you barely used — Mostly because Brian wouldn’t take much time taking it off of you and lavishing you because you ‘looked too damn good to wait much longer.’
You draped yourself in the lacey fabric that clung to your skin, showing off your curves and making you feel bold. Your own hands traced over your body as you looked at yourself in the mirror, watching and feeling as the soft skin of your palms embraced each inch of your exposed body. A light bulb went off in your head as you grabbed your phone and checked the time.
‘Hmm… If i’m right, the show should be ending very shortly.’ You thought to yourself as you stepped back into the bathroom with a devilish smirk. With the lights on and fingers running through your hair a few times to get just the right look, you opened up the camera on your phone. Carefully leaning onto the marble bathroom counter with eyes half hooded, chest lowered to show the goods but pushed out to place emphasis on them, and lip between your teeth, you captured your sensual appearance and quickly sent them off to him.
You thought to yourself what he would do if he was still home. He would have lips parted as he licked his lips and smiled at the image before him, you could imagine the low hum that he would make as he stepped closer to you. He would grab the tip of your chin carefully between his thumb and forefinger as he brought your lips to his, moaning as your mouths moved in sync with each other, growing more hungry each time your tongues collided.
His hands would run over the thin fabric covering you. You can faintly feel his touch, the heated palms of his hands would ignite your arousal as they ran over bare skin. He’d repeat over and over how perfect you looked, how sexy you were, and how hard you were making him by just simply being.
You’d feel yourself getting wet, anticipating every move he made, hoping that he’d get to where you wanted him soon. You’d grow desperate as you’d whine while he leaves bruises on your collar bones, sucking a constellation’s worth of hickies to show you were his. His rough, thick fingers would find their way into your panties, and he would moan at the sensation of your soaked pussy.
*Ting*
You were quickly pulled out of your fantasy, feeling a needing sensation between your legs that was all too familiar. You check your phone and smile wider seeing exactly who it was.
Bri: Well hello to you too gorgeous
Bri: fuck you look so sexy
Bri: you already know what would be happening if I were home
Bri: I miss you so much baby. You don’t even know
You got him right where you wanted him and knew how to escalate it some more.
You: I miss you too. I’m so lonely… so desperate… so wet thinking about you
You make your way to the bed, carefully trying to angle the camera to show parted lips and your hand in your panties. You record carefully, dipping your fingers between the folds of your pussy with a small gasp, only to bring them back out to show how wet they were and licking around them with a smile and a giggle.
Off that message went as you dug through your night stand in search of a toy that would help satisfy you for tonight as texting quickly dissolved into filthy sexting.
Bri: Look at how wet you are
Bri: I wish I could call but this tour bus is cramped and I want you all to myself. Never want to share what we have with anyone.
Bri: Fuck that video has me so hard baby
Attached was a video of Bri in his bunk on the tour bus. He carefully lifts the blanket off of him to show a sizable tent in his underwear. His hand comes into frame as he rubs himself over his boxers, you can hear him emit a quiet groan at the sensation and you let out a moan hearing it. You can also hear the other three laughing and chatting in the background. That’s when you knew he had to be really desperate to try his best and be discreet to satisfy himself. And it was all because of you.
You: awww did I make you hard?
You: But don’t worry baby, I can help you ;)
Panties pushed aside and phone propped up against a pillow to record, you rub the head of your dildo at your entrance. You push your head back against the pillows as you slide it inside of you. You moan as you start moving it in and out, angling it to find your sweet spot as you let out breath groans at the filling sensation that you loved.
With your free hand you, you brought your breasts out of the bra, exposing your already hardened nipples to the cold air. You grasp one of them and tweak your nipple, whining at the sensation as you continued to fuck yourself.
Another video sent as you continued to pleasure yourself, waiting in anticipation for the next message.
Bri: Baby girl. Fuck.
Bri: you’re making it so hard to stay quiet
Bri: You sound so beautiful. I love hearing the noises you make
You can imagine him saying it, hearing his voice so clearly as you close your eyes and imagine him on the tour bus right now. You could imagine the small sheen of sweat coating his forehead as his chest rose and fell with hot and heavy breath exhaling through his nostrils. He’d have his eyes closed, imagining you in all your glory just as you are with him, he’d peek at his hard, leaking cock as his fist would tighten around it, imagining that it was you jerking him off. He’d swipe his thumb over the tip, spreading the pre cum all over it to act as lube. A particularly arousing image of you would play in his head that would make his hips falter and teeth catch his lower lip to stop his sinful noises from escaping out of him.
That last thought alone made you do the same as you took your free hand to give attention to your throbbing clit, making you gasp at the sensation of your cold hand on it. Once more, you angle the camera between your legs as you feel your high coming closer and closer as your imagination runs wild, as you pound the dildo hard into your slick pussy, as you circle your fingers carefully around your clit. You let all sounds escape, cries of his name.
“Brian. Fuck. Fuck me so good.”
“Baby, you’re gonna make me cum!”
You kept the dirty talk going, knowing how much he loved to see you fall apart. With a few carefully angled thrusts and hips raised off the bed, you scream in absolute pleasure as your climax consumes your entire being. Your thighs became jelly as your whole body tremors with the overwhelming sensation of every nerve firing off in absolute divine pleasure. As you lay there with little to no energy left, you sent off the final video.
You: See how hard I cum just seeing you get yourself off?
You: I miss you and your thick cock. This dildo has nothing on my B
You see the little chat bubble at the bottom, seeing that Brian is typing off another message.
Brian: I’m gonna cum because of you
You: I wanna see, Bri. Show me how hard I make you cum. How good I make you feel.
You wait a little in anticipation for that final video to come in through. Just imagining it, you feel as though you could go for a second round.
When the video showed up, it was all that you imagined. You could see his fist wrapped tightly around his cock, a bead of precum sitting on the slit of his head. You could hear his muffled moans and quickening breath as he began focusing on the head of his cock, hand bobbing up and down faster, faster, faster.
“F-fuck… (Y/N)” He whimpered in a quiet tone that scratched his throat and almost made his voice crack. His hips moved slightly and rapidly to match and meet the strokes of his hand as his whines began to rise in pitch and the video got a little more shaky. “Gonna make me cum.” Just then, his breath caught in his throat and cum began spilling out of his cock in thick spontaneous spurts, covering his stomach. His hand kept going, making sure to milk each drop out of himself and ride himself through his high. You can hear one moan that slipped in satisfaction of his self pleasure. His fingers ran through the pools of his cum, “Fuck, look at how much you made me cum baby girl.” Heavy breathing came to a halt as the video ended. You felt the aching between your legs again. That video certainly was enough to make you miss him even more and feel even more aroused than you had earlier.
You: That video made me wet all over again
You: I can’t wait for you to come home Bri
Bri: Those videos will hopefully get me through these next few days of the tour. Nothing will ever beat feeling your pretty little pussy around my throbbing cock though, doll
You hum at the words on the screen.
Bri: I gotta clean up this mess now and head to sleep. Thank you for sending me those sexy videos baby. I love you and I’ll be home before you know it <3
You: I love you too B. Time can’t seem to go by fast enough <3
You lock your phone and place it on the nightstand next to you. You stare at the walls for a moment, sitting in the silence for just a moment before you grab your phone once more, unlocking it and watching the videos Brian sent you over and over.
‘One more round never hurt.’ You thought as you grabbed your dildo once again and went to pleasure yourself again to his videos, wishing and waiting for him to be home once again.
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