[as soon as he has confirmation, Jamie does as he’s told. The next picture he sends is a shot from his point of view of his hand disappearing beneath his skirt. He tries not to squirm as he waits for the next text.]
[The reason Noah doesn't usually get into sexting (other than a lack of confidence in what he's writing) is that he can't tell what people are thinking this way. Or how they feel. He can't reach out and touch them and he also doesn't find touching himself all that satisfying anymore as a spirit. All that said... this is still kinda hot.]
[While he's waiting, his mind wanders, filling the blanks of what Jamie must look like right now. His phone pings and he fumbles to open the message. It's-- well, only a hint. He chews on a knuckle as he slowly taps out a response.]
[Jamie grins and he goes right back to it. He waits before he sends Noah another picture: his hand pushed beneath his panties, his skirt hiked up around his hips, legs spread as he teases himself.]
i'm imagining you here, watching me. maybe your hands on my thighs, keeping them apart so I don't block your view or having you pressed up behind me, holding me while you tell me what you want to see
[Right now he thinks he'd like to be behind Jamie, chin pressing into his shoulder, whispering in his ear. His hand over Jamie's hand... tugging it up to put Jamie's fingers in his mouth... It's hard to remember why he's doing this instead of that.]
I want you to keep imagining that and let me know when you're getting close and then close your eyes and keep them closed and wait
[He keeps going, letting himself sink into the fantasy he's building for himself. Jamie nuzzles into his pillow and hits the record button to take a video. The image isn't focused on him, but Noah will be able to hear him as he gasps and as his breath gets quicker. He sends the video, then:]
I'm close
[Then he does as he's told. He keeps his eyes closed after sending it and he waits.]
[Noah's only just finished playing (and... replaying) the video when he gets the text he's been waiting for. He reads it with a shiver, lets Jamie squirm almost a minute longer, and then he's there. A cool presence curling into Jamie's side and a voice in his ear.]
Aw, you really did it.
[That's even hotter than he anticipated. Eyes closed, skirt rucked up, holding back from finishing himself off... Jamie looks amazing like this. Noah mouths at the side of his neck and murmurs a question against his skin,]
[Jamie breathes a sigh of relief when he feels Noah pressed up against him.]
I thought you were never coming, [he admits, quietly breathless as Noah teases his neck. It feels amazing and he reaches for Noah's hand, guiding it to his cock so that Noah can feel how desperate he is.]
[Jamie's cock feels so hard in Noah's hand, slick with precum. Ready to burst. Noah makes an appreciative sound as he curls his fingers around it and strokes firmly, thumbing over the head on each pass.]
There you go...
[He gives Jamie's neck a little nibble -- just one, because he wants to watch.]
[Jamie can't help the way he squirms in Noah's arms. He arches toward his touch and tries to push back against him all at the same time. His face is flushed and his body warm as Noah strokes him; all Jamie can do is hold onto Noah's hand, not guiding him but taking the chance to touch him where he can.
He whimpers and pushes his face against the pillow as he finally, finally comes. Jamie takes a sharp breath and moans as he exhales. He tenses against Noah as he spills over their fingers.]
Oh--thank you, [he gasps out, quietly breathless as he goes boneless.]
[Noah lets out a pleased little sigh of his own at Jamie's release. He pumps him through it and then, once he's gotten every last drop, slowly slides his hand away to rest sticky on Jamie's stomach. He's still turned on, but not urgently so. For the time being, he's content to simply nuzzle at Jamie and cuddle closer.]
[Jamie smiles and turns his head to try and look at Noah. He isn't in a hurry to change their position, but he does shift his hips to press back against Noah. His arousal definitely hasn't gone unnoticed.]
That was fun, though. Should definitely do that more often.
[Jamie is always pretty, but especially when he's a mess. Noah leans over to kiss his cheek, grinding against him only half on purpose. The friction is nice.]
I was... winging it. With the texting. Could you tell?
No, [he says with a lazy smile. He feels heavy and sated and it's perfect. He moves his hips again, encouraging Noah to rub up against him. Jamie turns his head to try to catch Noah in a full kiss.]
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On top of my panties right?
[as soon as he has confirmation, Jamie does as he’s told. The next picture he sends is a shot from his point of view of his hand disappearing beneath his skirt. He tries not to squirm as he waits for the next text.]
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[The reason Noah doesn't usually get into sexting (other than a lack of confidence in what he's writing) is that he can't tell what people are thinking this way. Or how they feel. He can't reach out and touch them and he also doesn't find touching himself all that satisfying anymore as a spirit. All that said... this is still kinda hot.]
You can touch yourself
only teasing though
Until you have something more to show me
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does this count?
[No one said he couldn't tease Noah.]
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Looks promising... maybe you should keep going
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Like this?
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[But he wants... more.]
What are you thinking about.. what are you picturing?
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maybe your hands on my thighs, keeping them apart so I don't block your view
or having you pressed up behind me, holding me while you tell me what you want to see
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I want you to keep imagining that and let me know when you're getting close
and then close your eyes and keep them closed
and wait
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[He keeps going, letting himself sink into the fantasy he's building for himself. Jamie nuzzles into his pillow and hits the record button to take a video. The image isn't focused on him, but Noah will be able to hear him as he gasps and as his breath gets quicker. He sends the video, then:]
I'm close
[Then he does as he's told. He keeps his eyes closed after sending it and he waits.]
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Aw, you really did it.
[That's even hotter than he anticipated. Eyes closed, skirt rucked up, holding back from finishing himself off... Jamie looks amazing like this. Noah mouths at the side of his neck and murmurs a question against his skin,]
Do you want to come now?
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I thought you were never coming, [he admits, quietly breathless as Noah teases his neck. It feels amazing and he reaches for Noah's hand, guiding it to his cock so that Noah can feel how desperate he is.]
Please.
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There you go...
[He gives Jamie's neck a little nibble -- just one, because he wants to watch.]
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He whimpers and pushes his face against the pillow as he finally, finally comes. Jamie takes a sharp breath and moans as he exhales. He tenses against Noah as he spills over their fingers.]
Oh--thank you, [he gasps out, quietly breathless as he goes boneless.]
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Mm... I love getting to do that.
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[Jamie smiles and turns his head to try and look at Noah. He isn't in a hurry to change their position, but he does shift his hips to press back against Noah. His arousal definitely hasn't gone unnoticed.]
That was fun, though. Should definitely do that more often.
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[Jamie is always pretty, but especially when he's a mess. Noah leans over to kiss his cheek, grinding against him only half on purpose. The friction is nice.]
I was... winging it. With the texting. Could you tell?
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You were lovely.