hey I sent some without me knowing these things could even take pictures on like the first day I was here? sent it to my friend from home. kinda freaked out about it at him. oops. but it's a little more normal now. plus a picture from you will always be cherished
It is a strange thing to get used to, especially when the city sends things out on your behalf. I have had a few of these sent out without me knowing. Oh, and it called me a cumslut once, too. Refused to let me change my username back.
I was going to head to bed, getting changed, but talking to you is much more interesting, I think.
yeah, absolutely. well you got me up for as long as you want [ not subtle or accidental. he likes looking at her, feeling bolder in the moment due to her inclination to be so ] maybe I could call you and we could talk a bit like that?
[ hop, skip and jump away from suggesting phone sex, hope you don't mind, Eloise ]
[ he’s relaxing in his room, hanging out in bed, looking at the device and possibly planning on turning in sooner than later. weekly life in the city when he’s not hangin’ as allowed in the Up ]
I would like that. more what I’m used to than texting :)
[ and he could let her call first, but ring ring Eloise, he’s taking the initiative ]
[ Phones are the link to communication when you need to reach someone immediately, for Eddie, if they're actually at home. So, his voice is easy, this use of the device the one he's most familiar with. It's still weird that there's no handset for the phone. Even the richie richest of rich people who did have mobile phones had a handle resembling a rotary phone.
So he's comfortable, laying in bed, pillows propping him up. ] Heeeey. [ There's a smile in his tone. ] So on a scale of 'Sleeping Beauty' to 'Five shots of espresso in'...how tired are you? Wouldn't wanna keep you up. [ Except he would very much like to, but he's respectful! Respectful enough to make weird references in lieu of jokes to try to ease into a conversation? ]
Mm, squarely in the middle at 3. [She figures she's tired, but not about to fall asleep on him. Now that he's called her, she's definitely woken up a little, too.]
You would not be keeping me up, but I am far more awake now that you are talking to me.
[ A little hum of acknowledgement. ] Yeah, it's weird to have these things be one of the last things I look at before bed. Usually there's the radio, if anything. At home. [ Low, background noise, billboard hits easily avoidable late in the AM hours. ]
Wish I was there with you. You're... [ another hum, softer and pleased ] like, stunning. And your voice. I really like it. [ Just being honest, blunt, and it's not complex flirting but it's what he's angling for. ]
I do not even have that. Just my books and candlelight. Or my journal if I feel like writing myself. [She is severely limited compared to most people here.]
That is very sweet, Eddie. I am not-- people do not normally take notice of me back home. It is still strange to hear it even if I have been here a year. [But it's nice to hear.]
[ Disappointment comes out in a 'hmm' at that, a touch saddened that the time she comes from is as limited as it is. Luckily they're there now though? Or, maybe not so fortunate considering they're prisoners in a city, but.
He smiles to himself, crooked and pleased. ] Well, they sound like a bunch of idiots. But hey. I can relate to being around stupid people. People notice me way too much at home. Make a whole field day of shitting on me. [ Coping mechanisms to deal with being different. ]
It's different here. [ A soft sigh. He's thankful for that. ] It has you, and... [ well, she's not like the other girls, which is amazing, but he keeps that to himself ] you...you're easy to talk to. To, um. Think about. [ A beat, time for a low exhale. ] To, ah...kiss. Yeah. I really like that.
I sort of know what that's like. The Ton-- the societal elite that I am forced into being a part of-- they like to gossip about everything. And I recently found out my best friend had betrayed me, my whole family even, basically calves to the slaughter just for gossip and entertainment. [She is still not over what Penelope had done even if it had been a year. It was a lot harder to do so when the other girl wasn't there.]
Oh? [She hums at the memory of sitting in his lap.] I think there are lots of things I liked about that day. [This conversation as opposed to the one about Penelope.]
[ A+ clarification, he would've been lost. Eddie's left with his mouth hanging, horrified for her. Yet, he doesn't want to condescend or belittle the pain she must feel over having her best friend do such a thing. So while there's a multitude of things he could attempt to say, he merely makes a sound he hopes is one of understanding.
Lips perk in a smile. ] Yeah. [ He shifts how he gets, legs spreading out a bit more. ] You're a good kisser. [ The truth, to him. ] And, you know what you want and aren't afraid of getting it, making it happen. Like me. [ Maybe not always, but in this case, yes. They're both forward. ]
Unlike all the dumbasses [ can she hear the rolling of his eyes over the phone ] at both of our homes...I think we, ah, fit together pretty good. Kinda...click into place. [ He's not sure if he's rambling or not, hoping it makes sense and doesn't sound dumb. ]
I think you have to be. Probably just as much here. [It's rare that she's shy, unless she really doesn't know how things are going to play out or she's put into a situation she's never been before. In most cases though, Eloise knows what she wants, and she knows how to go after it all.]
I think we fit together very well, yes. If you ever want to see just how well we click, I would not be against that.
[She's already feeling a bit breathy, heated now that there are some double entendres used. It's hard to not remember the way she sat on his lap.]
[ He hums in affirmation, this distinct similarity between them part of why he likes her as much as he does.
His breathing picks up a little too, lips licking out over his mouth to try to stifle it. ] Yeah? I, uh...well, I'm thinking of it right now. How I could snap into place inside of you. [ A beat for a swallow, his cock absolutely twitching in his jeans. He doesn't try to silence the heavier breathing now, but he does hesitate about his next thought. ] Eloise...I wanna, ask you something. It might be, um, a little...strange... [ A preface for asking if she wants to touch herself while he does, over the phone. ]
Ask me anything. [She's already an opened book, and they've slept together. There's no real reason to be shy around one another, so if he wants something, she's more than willing to oblige him.]
[ Eddie bites his bottom lip, tucking it far into his mouth, drawing breath in before he asks. ] Seeing your picture, talking to you, it's...gotten me hard and I...wanted to see if maybe you wanted to, uh, touch yourself with me?
[ He's never made a request like this in his life, anxiety rumbling in his stomach, neck feeling hot. It's fine if she says no, thinks it's weird or not for her, but clearly he wants this to go a certain way. ]
[ The bite transfers to his top lip, hearing how breathy she is and unable to not let her hear how his has become a little more labored already. ] Yeah, and I know that'll be really hot. Hearing you getting yourself off.
[ He's snuggly in bed, boxers and t-shirt on, frankly ready to go. Not that it takes much, and he's had that photo from her on his mind since he got it. ] You'd wanna hear that, too? How I sound when I'm...thinking about being with you?
[ Lips vibrating with a hum, Eddie nods though only to himself. ] Great, okay...
[ There's really no reason to keep any of his touches at bay, so he slides his cock free from his boxers, hand just resting on it. ] Well right now I'm thinking of you seeing you from behind, wearing those...stockings? Tights? Dunno what they're called.
And, I'd, come up and...just...rub my dick against your ass cheek. Show you how hard you already got me.
[ Clearly he's been thinking about this since he saw the photo. ]
Oh. [It comes out more as a breath than an actual word, but that's because she can barely swallow, and she shifts again to spread her legs under a thin blanket.]
Stockings, [She corrects gently, not getting into the difference right now.]
I like feeling you against me. [It hasn't been her ass-- yet, but the thought of his hard cock against her has her biting on her lip, whining a little.]
I find myself already wanting you. Are you touching yourself, too? [To fingers sliding between her lips, going lower. She's so wet already.]
[ Eddie groans with that correction, the simplicity of her doing so also sending a course of pleasure to his dick.
He's panting when she replies more directly, fingers grazing over his erection, finally shifting to circle around the shaft, a slow stroke to start. Or that's what he's intending, pre-cum sliding onto his fingers, unabated moan tumbling from his mouth as his first response, hand instinctively stroking faster. ] Yeah. I am. Fuck. I love thinking of you like that, your fingers petting your pussy, thinking about how I'd feel pushing against you.
How I'd bend you over, tease you, press more against your ass, slide further down, slow, see how wet you already are for me.
[ He spares a moment to spit into his hand before it returns to continue jacking him. ]
I am already wet, [She admits, inhaling when she rubs over her folds. She can feel it, and everything he's telling her almost makes her moan.]
Wish you were here, so I could feel you against me. Would you like if I bent over then? You can press against my backside or push your cock into me. [She's already had anal a few times, so that doesn't seem to bother her, but she does like the idea of being bent over for him. He'd get a full view then.]
Yeah. [ Panted out without another thought. ] I could...push inside you, take you in one go before I pull out, leaving you...begging for it to go back in. [ The imagery paints in his mind, the ideas manifesting and making it all the more satisfying to stroke in the motions he's describing, teasing himself, too. ]
Maybe I'd grab onto my dick, press the tip of it into your ass.
[ That just makes him groan outright, cock twitching at the thought. He has yet to explore doing that. ]
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you just hanging out?
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I was going to head to bed, getting changed, but talking to you is much more interesting, I think.
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cruel cruel mistress she is, this network
yeah, absolutely. well you got me up for as long as you want [ not subtle or accidental. he likes looking at her, feeling bolder in the moment due to her inclination to be so ] maybe I could call you and we could talk a bit like that?
[ hop, skip and jump away from suggesting phone sex, hope you don't mind, Eloise ]
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Call? Yes, we could do that if you like.
[It's never even occurred to her that one can have phonesex. She's sent some dirty texts, but voice is a whole new option.]
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[ he’s relaxing in his room, hanging out in bed, looking at the device and possibly planning on turning in sooner than later. weekly life in the city when he’s not hangin’ as allowed in the Up ]
I would like that. more what I’m used to than texting :)
[ and he could let her call first, but ring ring Eloise, he’s taking the initiative ]
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Hello? [Voice is just as new to her as the device itself. Most people choose video or text, but this is interesting.]
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So he's comfortable, laying in bed, pillows propping him up. ] Heeeey. [ There's a smile in his tone. ] So on a scale of 'Sleeping Beauty' to 'Five shots of espresso in'...how tired are you? Wouldn't wanna keep you up. [ Except he would very much like to, but he's respectful! Respectful enough to make weird references in lieu of jokes to try to ease into a conversation? ]
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You would not be keeping me up, but I am far more awake now that you are talking to me.
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Wish I was there with you. You're... [ another hum, softer and pleased ] like, stunning. And your voice. I really like it. [ Just being honest, blunt, and it's not complex flirting but it's what he's angling for. ]
oh shit apparently i lost this one
That is very sweet, Eddie. I am not-- people do not normally take notice of me back home. It is still strange to hear it even if I have been here a year. [But it's nice to hear.]
I like talking to you though.
all good <3!
He smiles to himself, crooked and pleased. ] Well, they sound like a bunch of idiots. But hey. I can relate to being around stupid people. People notice me way too much at home. Make a whole field day of shitting on me. [ Coping mechanisms to deal with being different. ]
It's different here. [ A soft sigh. He's thankful for that. ] It has you, and... [ well, she's not like the other girls, which is amazing, but he keeps that to himself ] you...you're easy to talk to. To, um. Think about. [ A beat, time for a low exhale. ] To, ah...kiss. Yeah. I really like that.
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Oh? [She hums at the memory of sitting in his lap.] I think there are lots of things I liked about that day. [This conversation as opposed to the one about Penelope.]
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Lips perk in a smile. ] Yeah. [ He shifts how he gets, legs spreading out a bit more. ] You're a good kisser. [ The truth, to him. ] And, you know what you want and aren't afraid of getting it, making it happen. Like me. [ Maybe not always, but in this case, yes. They're both forward. ]
Unlike all the dumbasses [ can she hear the rolling of his eyes over the phone ] at both of our homes...I think we, ah, fit together pretty good. Kinda...click into place. [ He's not sure if he's rambling or not, hoping it makes sense and doesn't sound dumb. ]
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I think we fit together very well, yes. If you ever want to see just how well we click, I would not be against that.
[She's already feeling a bit breathy, heated now that there are some double entendres used. It's hard to not remember the way she sat on his lap.]
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His breathing picks up a little too, lips licking out over his mouth to try to stifle it. ] Yeah? I, uh...well, I'm thinking of it right now. How I could snap into place inside of you. [ A beat for a swallow, his cock absolutely twitching in his jeans. He doesn't try to silence the heavier breathing now, but he does hesitate about his next thought. ] Eloise...I wanna, ask you something. It might be, um, a little...strange... [ A preface for asking if she wants to touch herself while he does, over the phone. ]
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[ He's never made a request like this in his life, anxiety rumbling in his stomach, neck feeling hot. It's fine if she says no, thinks it's weird or not for her, but clearly he wants this to go a certain way. ]
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I have never done that before. People prefer to text, but I suppose then I would get to hear you, and you me.
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[ He's snuggly in bed, boxers and t-shirt on, frankly ready to go. Not that it takes much, and he's had that photo from her on his mind since he got it. ] You'd wanna hear that, too? How I sound when I'm...thinking about being with you?
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Yes. [She has to clench her jaw, shifting in her bed, so she can get comfortable, too.]
Tell me what you are thinking, and I will tell you what it makes me feel.
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[ There's really no reason to keep any of his touches at bay, so he slides his cock free from his boxers, hand just resting on it. ] Well right now I'm thinking of you seeing you from behind, wearing those...stockings? Tights? Dunno what they're called.
And, I'd, come up and...just...rub my dick against your ass cheek. Show you how hard you already got me.
[ Clearly he's been thinking about this since he saw the photo. ]
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Stockings, [She corrects gently, not getting into the difference right now.]
I like feeling you against me. [It hasn't been her ass-- yet, but the thought of his hard cock against her has her biting on her lip, whining a little.]
I find myself already wanting you. Are you touching yourself, too? [To fingers sliding between her lips, going lower. She's so wet already.]
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He's panting when she replies more directly, fingers grazing over his erection, finally shifting to circle around the shaft, a slow stroke to start. Or that's what he's intending, pre-cum sliding onto his fingers, unabated moan tumbling from his mouth as his first response, hand instinctively stroking faster. ] Yeah. I am. Fuck. I love thinking of you like that, your fingers petting your pussy, thinking about how I'd feel pushing against you.
How I'd bend you over, tease you, press more against your ass, slide further down, slow, see how wet you already are for me.
[ He spares a moment to spit into his hand before it returns to continue jacking him. ]
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Wish you were here, so I could feel you against me. Would you like if I bent over then? You can press against my backside or push your cock into me. [She's already had anal a few times, so that doesn't seem to bother her, but she does like the idea of being bent over for him. He'd get a full view then.]
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Maybe I'd grab onto my dick, press the tip of it into your ass.
[ That just makes him groan outright, cock twitching at the thought. He has yet to explore doing that. ]
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wanna fade them being cute and saying goodnight? :3
ftb?