Overland Park, KS, Saturday Afternoon

[vanillajello]

Normal weekends were weird. Kate knew that was a thought that didn't make much sense at first glance. She didn't care. It was still true.

Not that the Gregsons usually spent their weekend debating paint colors, or packing stuff up and moving it around the house to paint rooms. But they were just... They were all acting normal. Like a normal family. Joking and laughing as they did stuff. It wasn't the first or the only time Kate had felt that by any means, because they were generally a happier family than people (Kate herself included) gave them credit for, but still. Weird.

So Kate was taking a break, by closing the doors to her room and flopping down on her bed, and not really thinking about anything at all. Thinking would only lead to either thoughts of what Mitchell had told her yesterday, or wondering just how long this no mental illness thing would last.

And that was not what taking a break was all about.

[ooc: NFB due to distance, but open for calls and text messages and all that stuff.]

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[vanillajello]

"And that is what I like making you feel," she replied with a nod. "And knowing you want me like that. And that's why I'm evil, and why I don't immediately give you what you want. I'd rather tease you with warm breath instead."

[therewaslife]

"Warm breath where?" he asked, going for details now because he wanted to squirm and feel. She wasn't there but her voice was and his imagination needed the details.

[vanillajello]

"On your thigh, first," she said, happy to provide details, happy to hear him ask for them. "But moving closer. Slowly. Just... breathing against your skin."

[therewaslife]

"That would tickle in a very...painful way," he said and then quickly explained. "It'd be like a feather against your skin, just allowing for the slightest of pleasurable sensations but not giving you enough to really thrive on."

And he loved that kind of feeling.

[vanillajello]

"You've done it to me." But she was so much worse, and totally knew it too. "And at least I'd move to where you actually want me. Eventually. Still just breathing, though, but close. Like, you could almost feel my lips on you, but not quite."

[therewaslife]

"I can almost feel your lips on me now," he said, shifting again and feeling his pants getting a little tighter. Well, she'd said she'd do that and she was succeeding.

Bod worked to keep his breathing even and keep his hands still. It was harder than it sounded.

[vanillajello]

"That's the idea," she smirked. "Of course, you could actually feel my lips next. Just these light kisses along your shaft. Almost... I don't know, almost chaste."

As much as kisses like that could be chaste, anyway.

[therewaslife]

"Chaste," he repeated, squirming a little more now. She couldn't see it but he guessed she could almost predict it. "That's not chaste. That's tantalizing and excruciating in all the right ways."

And his fingers were twitching now.

[vanillajello]

"That's why I said almost," she pointed out with a quiet snicker, tucking her free hand behind her head. "And I'd just keep doing it too. For a while, anyway, before moving on to licks. Maybe a long, slow one at first. And then quick ones, covering all of you, except the head."

[therewaslife]

"That sounds...nice." He was starting to lose the ability to find relevant adjectives and it was all because of her voice. One of his hands tiptoed down his chest and stomach, slow but determined.

He didn't have anyway to stop himself, too caught up in her words and how he was starting to feel. "I'd want more."

[vanillajello]

"Of course you'd want more," she replied, low voiced and listening closely to how he sounded, with a smirk on her face. "And you'd get more. But only once I'd decide you could, and you should. And even then I'd get my hand around you first."

[therewaslife]

"When I should?" he repeated, laughing a bit quietly. "You'd be taking full advantage of having all this power, wouldn't you? With your hand and your mouth and your...yes."

[vanillajello]

"I like power. Of course I'd take advantage of it as much as I possibly could," she said, snickering. "And you'd love every second, I can promise you that."

[therewaslife]

"I would," he agreed with a quick nod of his head. "I know I would. I just felt like pointing out the fact that you would take any advantage you could to make me squirm."

[vanillajello]

"I would've thought that's pretty much common knowledge at this point," she teased. "It's fun when you squirm and twitch. And I'm sure a few light strokes would do just that."

[therewaslife]

"It wouldn't take much, not when you'd already had your mouth on me," he agreed with a long, ragged sigh. "I'd still want more. I'd ask for more."

[vanillajello]

"You'd beg for more," Kate supplied. Well, if she was feeling very evil, she might. "But, eventually, you would get it. I like hearing you moan, too. And something I think would make you moan is if I'd lick my lips and then lick you again, only this time it would be the tip, and I'd do it slowly."

[therewaslife]

Yes, that would probably make him moan. Admitting that out loud wasn't something he wanted to do immediately. Right now, he couldn't do it immediately because he was too busy breathing.

Without even realizing it, he'd started massaging himself through his pants. When he did realize it (it didn't take long), he blushed but didn't stop. He couldn't really stop.

"Beg," he finally said quietly, nodding. "I probably would. If I could manage to talk, I would beg. I would beg for you to do more."

[vanillajello]

Had Kate known (she had her guesses but she didn't know), she would've assured him there was no point in stopping, anyway.

"And I'm a nice enough person to respond well to begging," she said. "So, I'd probably lick you again. And then take you in, my soft wet lips closing around you..."

[therewaslife]

"Right. Yes, that." His voice was ragged now, strangled because of those words and the thought of her lips. Bod opened his eyes to check his curtain once more before actually undoing his pants enough that he could sneak a hand down his boxers.

Massaging himself through his pants was nothing compared to getting a hand around his shaft so he could start stroking. He didn't really start slow but it was a smooth rhythm.

"I like when that happens," he mumbled after a moment. "I do."

[vanillajello]

She was smirking and smug and amused, hearing how strangled his voice was getting, how his focus had to be shattering. She liked having that effect on him.

And of course, she wouldn't stop now.

"And I'd stay there for a moment. 'Cause there's a lot I can do with my tongue, just by swirling it around. And I'd keep stroking you, because... Well, I don't really need a reason. Just to please you."

[therewaslife]

There was something about hearing that that sent a new, sharper thrill to him and he barely suppressed a moan. He still made a sound but it wasn't quite moan. He worked his hand a little quicker, palming the head a few times before going back to stroking with his hand.

"All right," he managed to say, nodding and marveling at his ability to hold onto the phone. "I would...I like being pleased."

[vanillajello]

"And I'd let you get used to it," she pressed on, "or, as used to as you can get to something like that. And just when you'd least expect it, just as my hand was going down, my lips would follow, and I'd take you deeper."

[therewaslife]

Deeper was...enough to make him moan. Oh well, he'd held out for awhile. He'd argue that the combination of her words and his hand made him moan but she'd take credit for it all since she was the reason he was jerking off while on the phone with her.

It was credit well deserved.

Bod paused in his strokes, finding specific areas that he knew were sensitive and applied firm pressure, focusing his concentration for a moment before resuming the strokes.

"That would be..." Oh, words were getting difficult now. "I wish you were here. I miss you."

[vanillajello]

"Yes," Kate snickered, "I heard."

As if she'd just let that moan go without comments. As if.

"If I was there, I'd be doing all this to you instead of just talking about it. Of course you wish I was there. But I'm sure your imagination and memory are giving you a vivid enough idea of my mouth on you. I'm sure remember the sucking and the humming."