Pov: you come back to your sexual partners in hopes of getting mind-numbingly high and bratting for the one you *know* will tease you silly.
thats not what happens is it?
instead you are welcomed to the chat with the much more intriguing and pleasant surprise of one of them, specifically the one you were going to brat oh-so-submissively to, is...whining?
You give it a moment, your pupils grow larger
yes. yes for sure. that was a whine.
there it is again! a whimper this time.
its music to your ears, you cant help but feel the edges of your mouth curl up into a sadistic, aroused smile. you cover your mouth to muffle the soft moan about to leave your lips.
this however is heard anyways.
"Hello there~, are you enjoying the show~?"
They call to you. the one responsible for the fall of your other partners dignity. Its a soft, velvety, sexy voice. and its beaconing *you*. and so you cant help but let a Compersion-filled giggle slide past.
They reply with a twinge of a commanding tone. The sound finds its way through your ears, down your throat and somehow lands with an explosion of warmth in your sacred areas.
you shudder. you shudder hard. nearly throwing your headphones of your head, but you manage to catch them against your head, like the little love-sick dork that you are.
theyre still whining, whimpering, and huffing out their breaths. while the other begins to speak to them. talking them through the motions, the pace, the occasional pause of their movements to recover.
You're there for all of it. smiling and giggling at the all the sounds you are so graciously being allowed to hear.
until it happens. and ohhh the sound. the tone. the volume. the
"c-close..close...close-!"
it sounds so strained and helpless. that one simple word, was a beg, a beg to be released from the chains of their voice. their command.
you cant help but squeal and throw your fists up and down. *They were making an -albeit- very poor, attempt at a beg to be allowed to cum*. it was all beautiful, so so beautiful.
eventually, Theyre permittied release. you hear their shuddered and heavy breaths. its so pitiful, you feel as though youre going to burst.
you must have some sort of outlet! yes. some sort of way to share these feelings inadvertently. to share this event anonymously! to avoid being bullied about it later.
which you wouldnt particularly mind. maybe you'd even like it. huh? you do? you do like it? yeah..yeah! you *love* the idea of being teased for your thoughts on the past events.
you open an app, an app they both are frequently on.
Pov: you come back to your-
