MISSED CALL · 12:14AM · EXT 8006
Demon Phone Sex After Midnight
she answered. you shouldn’t have called back.
Demon Phone Sex · Dark Fantasy · Vampire Fantasy · Brat Phone Sex · Rough Sex · Confession · No Limits · Degradation · Cock Control · Edging · Dominant
You called once. I let it ring. You called again. I answered on the third. Dark Fantasy is the room I was in—black sheets, one lamp, the window open so the October air came in cold. Vampire Fantasy is what people call the red and the teeth. I’m twenty-eight and I don’t do the soft version. Brat Phone Sex is how I said hello. “You rang twice. That’s on you.”
This is Demon Phone Sex because I told you to stay on the line while I got dressed. Hoodie, nothing under it, long black nails. Confession: I like the sound of someone breathing while they wait. No Limits on what I said while I walked to the door. Rough Sex is what I wanted once I was outside. Degradation is the name I used for you when you asked where I was going. Dominant is the fact I didn’t ask if you wanted me there.
You were still talking when I knocked. You opened the door with the phone to your ear. I hung up. You looked at the screen, then at me. Cock Control started when I walked past you and told you to lock it. Edging is what happened on the couch—my hand down your pants, slow, then stopped when you tried to move. Twice. You cursed. I smiled with too many teeth.
We didn’t stay on the couch. I pulled you up and pushed you against the wall by the kitchen. Hoodie still on. Your hands on my hips. I bit your neck and you bit back. I liked that. I told you to keep your hands there. You didn’t. I took them and put them higher. Then I dropped to my knees and took you in my mouth until you were shaking, then stopped. You looked down. I looked up. Long black nails on your thighs.
Bedroom. You followed. I pushed you down and climbed on. Still dressed from the waist up. I sank down and stayed still. You tried to thrust. I pinned you and made you take it. Slow. Then harder when I wanted it. I came with my forehead against yours and my nails in your shoulders. Demon Phone Sex is the part where I didn’t let you finish yet. I lifted off, stroked you once, and told you to wait.
You waited. I rode again. This time I let you. You came inside. I felt it and I stayed there, breathing hard, neon-black nails still digging in. I didn’t move right away. Neither did you. The window was still open. The air was cold on my back. I liked that too.
Later we were still in the bed. Hoodie half off. You asked if I was staying. I said I hadn’t decided. Then I said yes. I made you text someone that you’d be late. You did. I watched. Then I pulled you back down and I told you the night wasn’t over until I said it was.
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If you call tonight, don’t ask if I’m coming over. I already answered once. Demon Phone Sex with me starts when the phone rings twice and I decide to pick up. You can try to hang up. You won’t.
The window’s still open. You’re still here. That’s Demon Phone Sex when it’s me. Careful. I might act like a brat. I still end up right where I belong.
window still open · 1:47am
Careful… I might act like a brat, but I always end up right where I belong… at your mercy.
— Levi