[Though temporary the reprieve from Jamie's presence is very welcome indeed; Zenyatta's sensory array is still going haywire. The sound of fabric grazing skin through the phone is picked out so distinctly it might belong to his own body, while his own fingers scrabbling uselessly at his modesty plate fades to a distant scratch.
Little by little, it readjusts. By the time the video call comes through he's almost composed.
Almost. Certainly, his state isn't much helped by what Jamie has to show him.]
Very much so, my dear. [The endearment, though ill-advised, comes instinctively to him, and he's too drunk on pleasure to censor himself.] I should return the favour...
[A little fumbling- and then the video on his end slides down between his own legs, to his erect cock and the plump, slippery mess of the lips beneath. The clit gleams like a pearl, pulsing with light as his body readjusts.]
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Date: 2017-01-05 08:48 pm (UTC)Little by little, it readjusts. By the time the video call comes through he's almost composed.
Almost. Certainly, his state isn't much helped by what Jamie has to show him.]
Very much so, my dear. [The endearment, though ill-advised, comes instinctively to him, and he's too drunk on pleasure to censor himself.] I should return the favour...
[A little fumbling- and then the video on his end slides down between his own legs, to his erect cock and the plump, slippery mess of the lips beneath. The clit gleams like a pearl, pulsing with light as his body readjusts.]