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How about I give you an exclusive peek?

[ignoring childe in the corner who refuses to leave like a fucking gremlin, kaeya holds his phone high, drawing his legs up so the hem of the already short yukata falls, revealing even more skin. he loosens the belt cinching his belt shut, but he artfully has all this... bits still covered. he snaps the picture and and sends it.

then he suddenly takes a picture of childe and sends that too.]

Sorry though, this guy just won't leave so it isn't quite as exclusive as I'd like it to be.

[ roman follows every captivating line of the picture for a moment, his brain slowing down like a goddamn tortoise on salvia like he can stretch out the moment. he bites his lower lip and strokes over the image of it with his thumb. he considers the last statement for a long while, lingering before finally responding. ]

I'm going to break into your house and throw out all of your clothes so that's the only thing you have left to your name.

[ it's 10/10 xoxo, and then: ]

Friend of yours?

You know you have a key, right? You don't have to break in 😛

I'll have to see if I can buy this from the people who run this place. Because otherwise I'll have no clothes!

[he snickers, playing along with roman's bluff. he turns onto his side, taking a picture of the curves such a position grants him from broadness of his chest to the dip of his waist and then up again over his hips and thighs. sent.]

He's someone from my world. Friend is far too simple a word to describe him. A friend of a friend, we'll say.

I do have a key >:)

[ he's made him too powerful. this is a problem. roman is enjoying every picture that he gets though, treating it with the same reverence. personally, he's enjoying a bath himself and decides he should have to deal with as much of a semi as roman has at the moment. the photo is hasty, his skin wet, roman biting into his knuckle gently with a flash of teeth. his naked chest, scars and all, is gently pushed up by his arms. he's no kaeya, but chest is chest, and if it looks nice, it gets appreciated. ]

Hope he's grateful for the show you're putting on, you're fucking gorgeous.

[ highly exclusive or middling, kaeya's a vision like an oasis in a desert. roman hates being this thirsty. yikes, it makes him feverish. ]

[kaeya immediately saves to his phone for later...enjoyment. his gaze marks a trail over roman's skin, appreciates the definition of chest pushed up just for him. the last time they were in a bath together was a fun time indeed, and the memory of it sends a spark of want through him.]

You're certainly a sight for a sore eye, Roman 😘

[he glances at childe before smirking, returning his attention to his phone.]

Let's not worry about him for now, though I may not be able to help myself if you keep sending photos like that. Do you mind?

[ do you mind? requests his response and while roman feels a stab of jealously, it's only because he wants to be touching kaeya right this moment. ]

Not at all, but sexy of you for asking.

[ for real, he just grins a bit. ]

You can't possibly have missed me that much, have you?

What can I say, I'm a man of principle. I thought it might be rude to have another man present while I get off to the sight of you.

[with that, he steals childe's pillow to prop himself up, returning to his back. legs fall to the side as he teases himself, fingertips ghosting against his cock through the thin fabric of the yukata. he turns his video feature on to record it and the gradual rise of his length. he sends.]

Oh, you have no idea. I suppose I simply got used to having you around all the time, I don't know what to do when you're so far 💔

[ oh we're going straight to that, are we? roman is grateful for kaeya picking up so easily on the technology front. even with the occasional blurry photo or shaky video, he saves each one, closes his eyes to the sound of his breath over and over again. sometimes it's the only thing that gets him off, which is weird and normally doesn't happen.

maybe it's his body's way of rebelling against emotional repression. ]

I think I can relate. I'm wilting without you, babe 🥀

[ in comes a selfie on the edge of the bath, enough to show a wet curve of hip, scars, some 3-day-old hickeys. certainly one part of roman isn't wilting, fingers curled around it with a thumb on the slit. it's not polite to jack off in the bath, which is pink at the moment, no doubt accentuating how the heat of it has flushed roman's skin rosy. ]

Edited (w/e mom said i can add as much gross bracket text as i want) 2022-02-06 18:08 (UTC)

Hm, but you look quite stiff to me, Roman. Ah, if only I could assist with that. Perhaps a video of what I'd like to do to you will suffice?

[another video: he slowly reveals himself, nimble fingers dancing along the line of his cock. there's a soft breath of pleasure, and he takes himself in hand, giving a little twist before stroking slowly, taking his sweet time. he thumbs at his tip, his legs scrunching up as sweet pleasure jolts through him.

he pulls his hand away, showing the line of precome that stretches out from his hand to his dick. already quite a mess. send.]

[ the fact that kaeya is doing this in a room with someone else sends a thrill down his spine, that someone else can see it, but it's meant for him. it doesn't make it feel any less than what it is—incredibly hot. roman takes the video, and in turn, creates and careful copy of each hand motion, slender fingers twisting in an identical motion that has him sighing softly, just loud enough for the video.

the thrill of it being inappropriate makes his toes curl. the precome dribbles long before he can finish, and he smears it over his cock head greedily, lifts it and trails it up over his navel and along the line of his stomach.

he ends it with a slow lick of the pearly mess from his fingers. ]

God you have the prettiest cock I've ever fucking seen. Wish I could put it in my mouth right this second, damn you.

Tell me everything.

Edited 2022-02-07 02:22 (UTC)

[kaeya can't deny that being watched by a third party is... pretty damn arousing. he doesn't know if he's imagining eyes on him, roving over skin and body. but man is the idea of it hot. is this the appeal of exhibitionism?

he takes in the video with fervent hunger, ]

Mm, well then, I'd have to fuck your mouth, then, wouldn't I? See how well you can take me.

[he palms the head of his cock, imagining the wet, warm cavern that is roman's mouth, saliva spilling out the sides of his lips as they stretch over him. some more pre spills from him, which he immediately scoops up and spreads over his chest just the way roman likes it: heaving, slick, and full. he takes a pic (including his face even!) and sends it.]

You're wet just thinking about putting it in my mouth? That's sweet... looks good...

[ it does, really, smeared over kaeya's chest like an offering and roman wants to lick it off of him, still steadily pumping at his cock with a slow cadence. he's enjoying himself, enjoying every video, every photo, even the one with kaeya's face grinning like a fox at him, proudly displaying the precum on his pectorals.

a video, roman with his middle finger at his lips, he sucks it in coyly, and when it leaves his mouth, it's slick with spit, a thin thread of it following. he's sat behind a screen, translucent enough that a passing shadow can be seen mid-video, silhouetted behind it. ]

You make sure you get in there good, Captain... I wanna feel the tip of your dick at the back of my throat, all right?

What can I say, you're quite skilled with your mouth indeed. Is it enough to fit all of me inside?

[he gives his dick a squeeze at the new video, moaning softly, both at the physical and visual stimulation. oh, he already knows where that finger is going to go, and the anticipation for the next video is killing him.

he ponders over what he should send next, but just decides to keep it simple. just an overhead shot if him pumping his dick, his face scrunching in pleasure. and he moans out roman's name just to make it more personal, more intimate, like he's right there with roman.]

Hmmm, where are you? Looks like almost anyone could walk in ;)

You're not the only one who came up here for a little getaway.

[ truthfully, the gembonded have been practically herded to primavera while things clear up in sumarlok. roman couldn't help but hop a shuttle and have a good time in the warm waters as well. ]

Was enjoying a bath all to myself.

But yeah, you're right. Anyone could waltz right in and see.

[ a video that lasts long enough for over a few beats—his hand climbing down and fingers playing at the apex of his thighs, skimming further down to his hole and just barely glancing off the edge of it. it stops.

and then: ]

Are you all right with that? Or do you think I should be a little discreet? The clothing melts here, so I just don't think privacy was really meant to be.

Oh? You're much closer than I thought, then.

Do you feel it too, then? The thrill of being watched by someone else?

[archons, seeing roman tease his hole is so incredibly hot but also such an incredible tease. he wants to be the one to pry him open, to bury himself between those sweet, sweet thighs. but alas, roman is not the one in the room, so he cannot do as he likes.

instead, he takes a photo of his dick, fingers wrapped tight around the base, the tip wet with pre, his fingers stopping him from coming altogether.]

Oh, I'm completely all right with that. I'm imagining someone walking in on you, seeing you touch yourself to me but being unable to touch you.

Yeah.

I like being watched.

Because no one touches me without my say so, and right now, you're the only one I want touching me. It's a shame, they get a show and I just get to miss you.

[ the photo that comes in, of kaeya truly holding himself at bay, gives roman a thrill and he leans back against a wall, breathing out softly, trying to make sure he's not giving himself away from behind the screen. the heat of the bath sinks deeply into his skin, feverish, and he's needy, wanting. the next video is only accompanied by the wet sounds of a finger, then two, fucking into him, breathless and swearing softly, a withered out please, please leaving him at the end by accident.

the effortlessness with which kaeya somehow knows his body, maybe it's the synchrony that thrums through him, even when he's not here, just the warm sentiment, wishing it were his hand holding kaeya tightly, keeping him from spending himself. he'd love to watch him squirm, being deprived.

roman's hole twitches at the thought and he has to steady himself before sending another message. ]

But you know what they say about physical absence.

[ though to make the heart fonder, roman wonders if he could stand it. if he could stand someone being so fond of him again. he watches the doorway, but the thick steam and people far too busy minding their own hot spring salt-laden business is very good for fucking ones self on their fingers to their not-boyfriend's perfect dick in his hand.

his own cock is very much in the video, weeping and warm with pre. ]

Edited (ediiiits) 2022-02-11 18:10 (UTC)

All this technology, and this place hasn't figured out a while to quickly teleport to another area without some kind of device, hm? A shame indeed.

[have mercy, kaeya wants to say, wants to beg of roman that he is but a simple man who caves to the very thought of being inside of him. seeing it and hearing it would be enough to make him come then and there were it not for the tight hold he has on his dick. and don't even get him started on the sight of roman's cock, which he wants in his mouth but alas, his mouth remains dick-less.

he plays the video again from the start, his dick throbbing with want and desperate with need for release. oh to be able to fall into his easy routine with roman, where they've already learned what they like best so very easily, where they don't have to think. he's greatly underestimated the joys of having a regular partner, where he can focus on the pleasure rather than his next move.]

Will you allow me to come, Roman?

[another angled shot, his fingers around a reddened and aching dick, his chest wet with pre and his lips full from being bitten.]

Edited (forgot the dick pic) 2022-02-13 06:34 (UTC)

[ oh that's beautiful, in fact, roman can hardly stop himself from greedily adding in a third finger to accommodate for how perfect kaeya's dick is inside of him, always. how it feels in his hand, against him when he fucks him in turn. that's something he's going to absolutely have to do when he sees him in person again. ]

Only if you show me.

[ roman holds himself back, stops his moving for a moment just to enjoy feeling full, pressed up against a wall behind a meager screen and simply acting as though he's having a brief respite from the warm waters nearby. he's sure anyone close enough can catch sight of the flush on his face, or the warmth in his eyes, or how his hand is so messily tucked between his thighs. ]

You can come but you've gotta make a production out of it. I want to see your best.

[roman wants a show? he'll get a damn show.

he rests his phone-holding hand on his knee because this may take some time, tilting the camera to ensure that his face, chest, and dick are in the shot. he's glad he has eternal data because this video file is going to be massive.

he begins with just pulsing his hand, keeping his hold tight but alternating with a looser grip. he moans out roman's name, theatrical and overexaggerated, punctuated with cries for more, for roman to take it in deeper, begging roman to let him come. and with a few short pumps, he comes, aiming for it to land on his chest, as seems to be roman's preference these days.

and after a few moments of quiet after he sends it (boy needs to catch his breath), he types:]

Hope you were sufficiently entertained ;)

[ imagine if they had limited data, this would be the actual worst???

seriously, because this is a show roman is glad he has some semblance of wireless headphones for. this is a show he's not willing to share with anyone else because it's just for him and that prick that's rooming with kaeya. he bites his lip as he watches, focuses on the sound of his name, the pressure of kaeya's beautiful fingers and the way his cock twitches. he can see the perfect curve of his thighs, where he wants to bury himself, to bite them and kiss them.

don't get him wrong, kaeya is most certainly allowed to mingle and fuck and kiss whoever he wants.

it's not like he's fallen for him. or is falling for him. or... oh fuck he's falling for him, and he realizes it multiple times (both in the past and here in the present), but especially as kaeya comes right onto his own tits, begging him to let him come. it's the prettiest thing he's ever fucking seen and he has to cover his own mouth with his hand, staring at the screen and, well.

he doesn't need to touch himself—he comes messily when kaeya does, between his thighs and up on his belly and he's lucky his hands are stable enough to at least take a photo of it, his fingers sliding through it once just so he can add a second picture of his fingers sliding into his mouth, licking off his spend.

finally: ]

You know how to show a guy a good time, Kae, always.

Wish I could get my lips around your dick right fucking now. That's the first thing I'm gonna do after I give you a proper greeting first when I see you.

[kaeya wipes his hand on the bare skin of his chest so he can type with both hands. he clicks the photo he's been sent, saves it onto his phone, smiling softly. he wonders what roman imagined as he fingered himself - did he think of kaeya inside? or kaeya fucking him with a toy? or perhaps some other fantasy, like kaeya becoming a kraken for his next monster transformation and using his tentacles.

you know, just normal things to fantasize about.

he wants to take roman's hand, suck on each individual finger, kiss the palm of that hand and nuzzle his cheek into it, full of affection. he wants to slide into the hot tub with roman and lean against him, have roman resting against his chest. just relaxing together and talking quietly until they're slowly kissing and find themselves in their bed.

you know, just normal fuck buddy things.]

Happy to entertain ♥

Don't tempt me with a good time, Roman. I may find myself running to see you again if that's the case. 😉

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