iv.

[athosing]

muses

ALSO DOUBLING AS A TFLN OVERFLOW

Comments

[aberth]

i can't help it.
nobody's made me feel like you do.
like i want more and more.

[inmyothertights]

yeah, you're not alone there

all i think about is your body, it's really distracting

[aberth]

is that why your storm glass cracked

[inmyothertights]

do you want me to tell you what i was thinking about when it cracked?

[aberth]

yes.
tell me.

[inmyothertights]

you, on top of me, but my dick inside you, and your hands pinning me down, and you making that noise you make when your brain basically checks out

[aberth]

fuck, billy.
i like feeling you inside me. i feel alive when you are.

[inmyothertights]

yeah, and when you say things like that

that does it for me

do you want to try that? you riding me?

[aberth]

yes, yeah.
you could do with someone in charge for once.
but you can open me up for your cock, first. i'd like that.

[inmyothertights]

what else are you planning to do while you're in charge?

[aberth]

i'm gonna make you wait.
i think it's only fair.
you've been driving me insane for weeks.

[inmyothertights]

i

okay

in my own defense, the look on your face when you're wildly aroused is incredible okay

[aberth]

*gansey* noticed something was weird.
he never notices anything.

1/2

[inmyothertights]

wow

i thought the only way gansey noticed something was if it was wearing a glendower mask

[inmyothertights]

wow okay this is not where i wanted to go with this, can we talk about your cock again?

[aberth]

[ He's laughing so hard, god. ]

okay :)

[inmyothertights]

man, I really just want to touch you

[aberth]

why aren't you here again?
i want your hands on me like five minutes ago.
your mouth too.

[inmyothertights]

because you went to work and i went to study and now i'm sitting here touching myself and pretending its you

[aberth]

[ Well.

Adam can't be blamed for running a hand over the tenting fabric of his jeans then, can he? ]

oh.
yeah, that sounds good.
if i were there i'd definitely be touching you.

[inmyothertights]

are you touching yourself now?

[aberth]

[He shouldn't feel guilty and yet. ]

thinking about it.

[inmyothertights]

please

i want you to feel good now

[aberth]

okay.

[ He lays his phone on his stomach and lifts his hips up, popping the button of his jeans and pushing them down over his hips. He doesn't throw them all the way off, choosing instead to lie back on his bed and shove his hand under the waistband of his boxers.

It feels weird to be touching himself with his weaker hand but he needs to be able to text back. ]

i have my hand on my dick now.

[inmyothertights]

[Ughhhh

Ughhhhhhhh

Billy can't handle that, that's too hot, so he's not even doing the civilized thing and taking his jeans off, he's just popping the fly and rubbing himself with the palm of his hand.]

you have a really nice one you know

i'm doing the same i dont even have my jeans off im i dont want to stop that long