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kaeya alberich ✦ genshin impact
RESIDENCE ✦ roman's house
GEMBOND ✦ sapphire
"Hey, it's Kaeya. You've unfortunately caught me at a bad time, so if you'd be so kind as to leave a message, I'll get back to you when I can."
INFO ✧ PERMISSIONS ✧ KINKLIST
RESIDENCE ✦ roman's house
GEMBOND ✦ sapphire
"Hey, it's Kaeya. You've unfortunately caught me at a bad time, so if you'd be so kind as to leave a message, I'll get back to you when I can."
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But you're not just "people"
[ he regrets showing him emojis this is illegal!!!!! ]
I guess my trick is I was just lying back and thinking about you.
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I don't suppose you'd mind taking a little photoshoot for me? 😇
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[ it isn't long before another photo pings into his inbox, t-shirt rucked up to show the smooth lines of his body, thin scars running just beneath his pectorals before the swell of them under his fingertips. ]
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[ look it's a picture of kaeya's shirt on the floor!
and nothing else.
jk, another picture comes in on the tail end of that. sexting is effort, especially when it includes photos, but roman oddly enough doesn't really mind putting in the work, laying himself out on display until just above the apex of his thighs. not that it helps. he's hard, the tip of his cock peeking up from the bottom of the photo.
tbh there are probably kaeya love bites right when he can see. ]
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the second pic inspires different emotions - something more akin to hunger.]
I think I quite like these phones. They're so very useful for a variety of things.
[he tries to take a selfie, but he doesn't know about the front-facing feature and tries to take it like a 90s kid and it's blurry he's only in like 1/4 of the photo]
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roman is just idly stroking himself when the image comes through, and somehow does not flag in how hard he is for this guy who's telling him cheesy lines like how a shirt would look better on the floor. he likes this blurry cryptid picture and the guy that's in it so much he's saving it. this should honestly be ruining the mood, but instead roman is just quietly thinking about how stupid he is for liking this guy this much.
he sighs. ]
Camera in the front. 🔄 this symbol on the screen should turn it around. Try again.
[ of course enclosed is his own selfie. less blurry. very cute. peace sign, baby, even tho he's definitely naked.
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[he tries it again, this time a nose-up dad angle shot to see if it works.
now, he tries to angle it higher, but it ends up being too high and doesn't show much of his face and instead just shows off his chest and the hand that's been rubbing over his crotch at all the pictures he's received. including the cute peace sign one.
he sends them both.]
You're certainly more alluring! 😂
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That last angle was pretty hot... your tits are perfect.
Did I really make you wanna touch yourself that quickly?
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I quite liked seeing my marks still all over you. A nice reminder of our time together, don't you agree?
[another pic, this time of just his tiddies. looks like he's squeezing them together just 4 u roman]
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[ buttering him up for no reason? just because he can? maybe. ]
You could leave more if you wanted. Wouldn't mind a couple to remind me of all the places your mouth's been.
[ the idea of sitting on a raw hickey makes a thrill run up his spine, a reminder of kaeya's mouth and teeth and hands. he's shivering just thinking about it.
so when an actually tiddy pic comes in his jaw drops and maybe he's stroking himself off a little
more in earnest now. ]
I think you're getting the hang of this.
If I could just put my face there I'd probably be able to die happy.
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Though I'd rather you not pass away on my chest. I've grown quite fond of you, after all. I may have to take you up on your offer for more marks. Just to remind you.
[ah, kaeya often lets others know when he likes them, seemingly easy with his affection. but somehow... he feels flutter of something admitting such a thing to roman. aha...]
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I'm pretty fond of you too, Kae.
You can make as many marks as you want... long as you don't mind that I do the same? I think you could use a few more.
[ a video not long after that, roman's hand around himself, lazily stroking himself, a soft breath leaving him with each time the wetness from his tip glosses down his shaft. it's short, a small show that ends just on the cusp of pre come wet fingers sliding down past his sac, the implication there. ]
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he sighs, then replays the video, letting arousal take over him instead of the inner turmoil.]
Oh, you're more than welcome to leave marks wherever and how ever many you desire. If it's on my chest, well, you know the clothes I prefer to wear. 😉
Lovely view. Enjoying yourself, are you? And without me?
[fiddling with the phone.]
How do you take a video?
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Swipe to the right. Red button.
[ roman swallows down the desire to send him something else, decides he'll wait and see what kaeya will do. his phone rests, screen down on his chest as he steadies himself, leaves his cock alone long enough to prolong it all, to offer some more pleasure shuttling photos back and forth.
roman would do this easily with a mark.
but would he feel like his stomach is down at his ankles and would their face be practically tattooed on the inside of his eyelids? probably not. definitely not. ]
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[he swipes right - and ah! the button changes to a blinking red light. he taps it, and the phone is recording kaeya from the upnose position once again before he realizes that it is indeed recording now, and he directs the face of the phone down his body again. once again, his face is barely in frame, but his chest and the grip around his dick is very much the stars of the show.
he scoops up his pre-come onto a finger to swipe it over the visible skin on his chest, parting the fabric further to thumb a dark nipple.]
How many fingers are inside you?
[ he asks like he's talking about the weather.. ]
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I could keep you in bed all day.
[ and then the video comes through and roman chokes inwardly. kaeya's hand fisting his dick proudly, slicking wetness over one of his nipples that roman wants to take into his mouth. he tilts his head back against the pillow and closes his eyes, doesn't care if he's only using pre.
he's plunging in with his middle finger first, then his ring finger, and he turns the camera on once more to record. there's a mirror perched on the meager dresser in the apartment, right in front of the bed. it's like a portrait, framed around spread legs where his fingers are pushed inward.
he fucks himself slowly, takes his time.
two fingers, and a third that wants to join. ]
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[he plays the video. then plays it again. and he figures out how to loops it so he can keep watching it until he comes, imagining himself being the one to prepare roman like that, imagining himself being wedged deep inside of roman.
he takes a moment to catch his breath before spreading his spend over his chest, leaving the droplets on his abs from where they landed. oh he's absolutely going to need to shower after this though whoops.]
You said you were thinking of me, right?
sighs and adds this to the dicking bucket list ig.
[ roman would love to see how long they could go at it. he wonders just how long he could keep kaeya on the edge, if they could try and see which one of them gives over to release first. he can't stand the way kaeya's tits heave with breath in the last video, how his cock makes that delicious wet sound that makes him want to get his mouth around it.
he spreads further. still doesn't feel right, not enough.
(it's not kaeya, so of course it's not enough, some wicked part off his brain says and he bites back a groan because it's true.) ]
Yeah, still am.
I'll do what you want if you indulge me too. [ your own personal fantasy. ]
For example, I would do just about anything you asked for a video of the moment you come all over your tits while saying my name.
at this point they got a novel of a list...
Well then, give me a moment and I will happily provide.
As for my own requests, I wouldn't mind a close up of what's occurring between your legs right now.
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You're so good to me.
[ he ignores anything he gets back in response in favor of letting it sit, not agonizing over it. he doesn't know how to say he's fond of him further, so he fumbles in the dark for words to praise him.
in the next video he sends, it's wet, the sound of shifting sheets, the way his fingers plunge in and out becomes a deafening sound along with his breaths, whimpering in the empty apartment. he's arching, choking towards the end of it, pushing in deep as he can go with two, then three fingers. ]
Wish I could reach as deep as your cock does.
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he's not quite close to orgasm, but he's getting there, especially when he tights his grip.]
You sure know how to flatter a man. I can't resist the pretty words of a handsome man who's so wet for me, now can I?
[it's a two for one deal! kaeya sends another video, the start of it frantic as he attempts to capture the moment while also not denying himself the pleasure of an orgasm. the muscles of his thighs and abdomen flex as he closes in, feet digging into the sheets for purchase as his hips chase his hand. he has to remember to angle his dick a particular way as he comes and moans roman's name, so loud the neighbors can probably hear him, the splatter of his spend dripping down his chest to join the rest of the mess. and then a few seconds of kaeya just kind of fucked out and trying to catch his breath, just from the idea of roman.]
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he watches the video more than he should, more than is maybe polite as he hears kaeya say his name and come all over his perfect chest. roman wishes it were him, stroking him, maybe pushing fingers into his hole, licking every square inch of his body because it's like a work of art.
roman hears his name too many times.
pauses and then flops back onto the pillow with his head pounding and his mouth full of drool because this is unfair. he swallows. of course, that's the game, building the want, but being unable to touch. it isn't as if he won't invite kaeya over tomorrow under the guise of lunch or dinner or to spend the night just to ravage him.
it's to be expected, par for the course.
he's wet from lube and exhausted from orgasm, but god, if he doesn't act like a little shit. ]
Texting's
pretty neat, isn't it? 😇
Not as good as the real thing.
Wish I could get my hands on you. Thank you properly for such a good show. I'm saving that video... you sound so good with my name in your mouth, I wonder how many times I can get you to say it in a night.
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Is that a challenge for next time? Because I would certainly welcome some time with you after that delightful show. Now, who will be sayin whose name, I wonder?
[kaeya is exhausted from coming twice, but still he feels somewhat... warmed from something else entirely. his chest feels full and it's not because his chest in general is fat and luscious. it's that sort of contentment you feel when you know you're adored and adore back, a feeling he hasn't felt in-
he looks back at the photo of roman with his little peace sign and he can't help but smile.]
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he lays his head back against the pillow, eyes closed for a long moment. the warmth blooms in his chest, just beneath the stone embedded in his chest, so he'd like to think. it feels like it skews a little more left, like he's got a heart that wasn't made for just work. ]
I'd like to find out.
I like the way your name feels in my mouth.
[ stupid, he tells himself when he sends it, but he can't take it back, so. ]
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