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my name is angel! (they/them) & i’m 19 years old

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#4- “aw baby, why didn’t you tell me? i could’ve helped you”

#65 - “if you called just to get off on my voice, i’m hanging up”

contains: sub!vernon, dom!reader, instructional masturbation, whiny!vernon, phone sex, edging

today was one of the rare moments where you and vernon weren’t sleeping under the same roof. you were in your apartment while he was staying at his dorm since you lived far and he had quite the busy schedule recently.

you were sleeping peacefully through the night until your phone started ringing, you tried to ignore it, but every time the ringing would stop it’d start right over again.

you finally flipped over and grabbed your phone, seeing vernon’s contact name on the screen you lazily slid the answer button and waited for him to talk.

all you heard was a soft, “hey, y/n,” you waited for him to keep talking but nothing more came.

“hey baby, is something wrong?” you asked sleepily, something had to be up for him to call you in the middle of the night.

“no, nothing, just wanted to… talk.” he mumbled, his voice slightly strained which made you worried.

you checked the time on your phone and sighed.

“vernon, it’s almost 3 in the morning, why’d you call me?” you asked, slowly feeling more awake as you continued to talk.

all you could hear on the end of the line was his heavy breathing as you continued to talk, “i know we didn’t talk all day but you could’ve called me tomorrow morning, when i’m awake,” you emphasized.

as you kept talking his breaths gradually became louder until you heard a whimper slip from his lips, making you halt your words.

“are you seriously touching yourself right now?”

his breathing quickly went silent and he started to stutter, not being able to form a coherent sentence, leading you to talk again.

“if you called just to get off on my voice, i’m hanging up.” you said sternly, suddenly very awake now that you knew what your boyfriend was doing on the other end of the line.

“no! no i just…” he whined, “i didn’t get to talk to you all day and i needed you…” he said shyly, you could already imagine the blush that was rising on his cheeks.

“you wanted to play?” you asked, hearing him hum on the other side you continued, “so instead of asking me nicely you decided to wake me up in the middle of the night and jerk off like a little slut?” you asked, your voice sounding like venom.

he whimpered on the other end and you could tell he was starting to touch himself again. he always got needy when you were being a little mean to him.

“take your hand off your dick.” you said sternly, being met with a loud whine of protest from the other end, but he knew better than to disobey you.

“but please! i’ve been so hard all day it hurts,” he then lowered his voice to a whisper, “i can’t cum without you.”

you could tell he was embarrassed and being painfully honest and you felt bad for the poor guy.

“aw baby, why didn’t you tell me? i could’ve helped you,” you cooed, knowing full well you would’ve dropped what you were doing if you got a call or text from your precious boyfriend.

hell, even now you’ve stopped sleeping just to help him jerk off at 3 in the morning.

“i knew you were busy…” he said with a sigh, “‘m sorry i couldn’t make it til tomorrow, i couldn’t sleep,” his voice was quivering while he spoke, you could tell how desperate he was.

“it’s okay baby, you’ve been a good boy,” you praised, sitting up against your headboard as you began to guide him.

“start touching yourself again, okay?” you coaxed, listening to him hum in agreement as soft sighs slipped out of his lips once again.

“now play with your pretty nipples,” you ordered, “pinch them just like i do…” you cooed.

another moan from vernon.

“it feels better when you do it,” he whined, missing your touch.

“i know baby, just focus on my voice, okay? i’ll touch you as much as you want tomorrow,” you explained in a soft voice, wanting to make him feel comfortable.

you continued to guide him, telling him when to stop, slow down, and speed up. and all you were met with was deliciously moans and begs, begging you for more, begging for you to let him cum.

“stop.” you ordered, another ruined orgasm for vernon and he cried out. it was probably the fourth of the night and you were feeling like finally letting up.

“tell me how you’re feeling, baby,” you said with a smile, “describe your pretty cock to me,” you teased, knowing that he hated using his words, always feeling embarrassed.

“wanna cum so bad,” he babbled, “hurts so bad… please,” he whined, “‘s all red and messy, ‘m so hard,” his voice cracked and you could tell he was crying just a little bit.

you were surprised by his words, they were probably the most vulgar words that he had ever uttered to you. he was most definitely fucked out, just focusing on your voice and his own pleasure.

“you poor thing,” you giggled, “you can touch yourself again,” you whispered, “go as fast as you want, i want you to cum for me.” your voice was smug, knowing you could make a boy like him crumble so easily for you.

you could hear the wetness of him fucking his hand through the phone, the lewd noises even made you feel things as his voice grew louder.

“i can tell you’re close,” you hummed, “be a good boy and cum for me, alright?” you continued to speak praises through the phone, telling him how good he was doing, knowing he loved your voice that much.

soon enough you could hear him come undone, cries that he tried to muffle but ultimately couldn’t. your name being the most prominent word that he managed to utter until he began to come down.

his breathing leveled out before he spoke again, “thank you…” he whispered quietly. you just hummed in agreement, wishing you were there with him.

“next time just tell me if you want something, okay?” you teased, shuffling around in your bed. it was now 4 in the morning.

“okay… i’m sorry,” vernon apologized again, feeling guilty as he sat in his room, stomach and hand covered in his own cum.

“mhm, just go clean up, i’ll see you tomorrow,” your finger hit the red end call button after you said your good nights and you were right about to shut off your phone once more before you got a notification.

[vernonie] 4:02am: (attachment 1 image) wish you could help me clean up :(

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