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Why does it have to be short?

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. ]

I'm flattered you have so much faith in my stamina. Though I am curious myself to see just how long we can go.

[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?

There's an experiment I could get behind.

[ 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.

[he gives himself time to calm from his first orgasm before lightly trailing his fingers over his still oversensitive shaft, the sensation sending shivers up his spine but he's gotta get ready for another to fulfill roman's request.]

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.

[ he's greedy and wants to immortalize it, wants to selfishly make sure the only thing kaeya thinks about when touching his raw dick is roman himself. ]

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.

[archons above, slay him where he sits because that next video is so hot he's about to run to roman's place and fuck him himself. but instead he keeps playing along with this game instead. the video has helped me reach full hardness, and he records it, his thumb pressing into the slit in his tip before playing around the ridge of it, his lower abdomen tensing from the pleasure it sends through him. harsh breathing can be heard, punctuated with low moaning and a whisper of roman's name as he imagines it's him fucking that tight hole.

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.]

[ roman is obsessed.

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.

I can definitely agree with that. Texting is quite convenient indeed.

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.]

[ he knows that he's put kaeya through his paces, wishes he could truly slide his arms around him and mumble into his ear how perfect he looked. there's only so much you can tell someone via text without sounding absolutely level 10 clinger. and roman already feels like he's borderline cringe with what he wants to text and swiftly deletes. WISH I COULD HOLD YOU delete delete delete WISH YOU WERE HERE WITH ME delete! NO ONE FUCKS ME LIKE YOU DO delete delete delete!!!!

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. ]

Then I suppose I'll make certain you'll have ample reasons to say it often ♥

[kaeya's method of veering away from emotions: make it sex-related instead.]

Though, I'm starting to doubt my longevity after this. I'm quite tired and could use a nap. Ah, if only you were here!

[ of course, that just makes things easy. it's fine. they're fine. ]

I pushed you quite a bit, didn't I? ♥ Believe me though, if I were there, you wouldn't be sleeping.

You surely did, you utter scoundrel. Where is my aftercare, hm? You're lucky this is the only kind of "work" I enjoy doing.

[though with roman, it's hardly work... he enjoys spending time with him, whether in person or via this phone. it's certainly far from the "work" he did in teyvat as well - both on the clock and off. both were crucial for the safety of mondstadt and had to be done whether he liked it or not.

roman, though...as much as he needs manna, he doesn't need nearly the amount that they alone produce. but damn is he enjoying it and actively seeking it out, even.]

[ oh what he wouldn't fucking give this guy... roman thinks about it, how his time spent here has been an extremely long vacation where work consists of learning of the internal politics, keeping his ear to the ground with regards to movers and shakers, learning a whole world entirely.

it's refreshing, really. he glances long at his phone before laughing a little to himself. ]

Oh I am a villain... don't tempt me, maybe I'll march myself over there right now and run you a hot bath.

[ and he is truly tempted, tired as he is.

this is gay don't fall asleep while texting this dude. ]

Well, let's just say if you happened upon my doorstep, I'd welcome you in with open arms and an open bath.

[kaeya is curled up in his blankets, an absolute mofumofu pile of cozy. the pile shakes as he laughs, definitely not wanting roman to suddenly appear in front of him for said hot bath and then some nice, safe cuddles for when the cold inevitably starts to sink back into his skin.]

[ it would be a toss up between whether or not roman can help himself. at the same time, there's a bone deep satisfaction just knowing that kaeya is (hopefully) thinking of him in the post-orgasm haze that comes with a ride like that. ]

Too kind, Captain... way too kind.

Perhaps I ought to give you a key.

[BIG MOVE!!!! but it'll be the ultimate test - if roman has access to his home and doesn't kill kaeya? A+ you pass, roman.]

[ what. ]

Maybe you should.

I'll trade keys with you.

[ he was thinking of moving somewhere without neighbors, but... this... this is... oh... ]

[gasp... exchanging keys? huh.....

maybe roman isn't playing the long game. maybe he's just genuinely interested in......... kaeya......

also lol they exchange keys then run off to a big mansion together anyway]

Well, then. Next time we see each other, hm? Though with how things are going, that'll likely be tomorrow.

[ ~~big fuck mansion here we come. or you know. just a two bedroom where only one room gets used fuck around and find out ig!!!!~~

he looks at the message and hesitates. holy shit, reed dial it back, you've known this guy all of two months and you're sharing keys. what are you doing, dating? didn't you swear off dating? all of it still feels like too much... but... he's already said it, hasn't he? and this isn't dating unless they breathe the words out into the open. so.

he sighs softly.

in a way... maybe he can consider it a test. what will kaeya do if he has his key, he wonders. he's not afraid. ~~if he wants to come and kill him, that would certainly! shake things up! wouldn't it!~~ ]

I can swing by tomorrow.

I'll bring take out. Some wine. We could get cozy.

You truly know the way to my heart! I'll be ready for you 😉

[maybe he should prepare some toys to spice up their sex life 🤔 like it's already really good, but some variety couldn't hurt, right? especially since they're going to be doing this... very often and making themselves a lot of money and energy while they're at it.]

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sighs and adds this to the dicking bucket list ig.

at this point they got a novel of a list...

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