[Hearing such filthy words fall from Zed's mouth sends such a shiver down Ranpo's spine. He shifts his hand to wrap around his own cock, stroking himself in full view of the camera so Zed can see exactly how much those words affected him.]
You're so sexy like this, I can hardly stand it. What I wouldn't give to have you here, pounding me into the mattress until I can hardly move, your claws digging into my skin as you hold me closer, pressing hot kisses against my neck...
[He slows his hand, trying to draw this out without coming too soon. But as it is, Zed's words already have a bit of pre-cum leaking from tip of his cock.]
[The pace of Zed's hand grows faster as Ranpo speaks his desires. The image is so clear in his own head, and he moans his approval for the vividness of it. If he were there in person, he would have no qualms about pleasing the detective in those ways.]
I'll mark you so that when you look in the mirror...you'll remember me filling you up. The way your back arches, your head spins...You're so tight, but I'm going to keep fucking you until you can't hold out anymore. You're mine right now.
[His broken speech is a sign that it's hard to switch his concentration between words and the mounting pleasure that's building to burst. It's more apparent when that last bit slips out without much thought. He doesn't have a moonblessing to blame.
When they're finally at the edge, and he knows Ranpo must be aching for release, Zed gives a husky command:]
[It's getting harder and harder to hold himself back, and when those words spill from Zed's lips, Ranpo is a goner. Likewise, he isn't thinking about what he's saying, the words just coming out.]
I'm yours, I'm yours-- nng, Zed...!
[He spills over his hand with a breathy cry, leaving a mess on his stomach as he arches his back up off the mattress. But he keeps his face pointedly in Zed's direction, not wanting to miss the moment he comes -- and wanting him to see just how much pleasure he's giving him, without even the need to touch him.]
[Ranpo's such a sight to behold in his throes, and Zed's heart is thundering for him. He wants to remember this moment just like he remembers the day he returned from Hellsalem's Lot. Even on the cusp of his own climax, the fishman makes sure to burn the image of the detective's pleasure into his mind.]
...Ranpo...You're too good.
[With one last muffled grunt, Zed's shoulders hunch as he releases into his hand. His mouth opens as if panting through the electric fog that clouds his mind, and a full-body shudder passes through him. It's a vulnerable moment for only Ranpo to see.
...He'll put off thinking about draining and replacing the water. For now, he's just going to the orgasmic bliss while it stays with him.]
[If he hadn't just come himself, the sight of Zed's orgasm sweeping through him would have gotten him hard again in an instant. He pants openly as he comes down from his own high, eyes locked on the screen, locked on Zed.]
[This isn't what he was expecting when he got that text from Zed, but he's certainly not complaining about the direction things went.]
Ahh... now I really wish you were here. It's not the same if I can't cuddle with you after.
[It takes him a moment to collect himself, but when he does, Zed shoots back a slightly flustered smile.]
I'd like that.
[Despite feeling boneless, the camera returns to his hand and focuses on his face as he moves to stand. This isn't how he thought his day would go, but it's turning out nicely.]
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[Hearing such filthy words fall from Zed's mouth sends such a shiver down Ranpo's spine. He shifts his hand to wrap around his own cock, stroking himself in full view of the camera so Zed can see exactly how much those words affected him.]
You're so sexy like this, I can hardly stand it. What I wouldn't give to have you here, pounding me into the mattress until I can hardly move, your claws digging into my skin as you hold me closer, pressing hot kisses against my neck...
[He slows his hand, trying to draw this out without coming too soon. But as it is, Zed's words already have a bit of pre-cum leaking from tip of his cock.]
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I'll mark you so that when you look in the mirror...you'll remember me filling you up. The way your back arches, your head spins...You're so tight, but I'm going to keep fucking you until you can't hold out anymore. You're mine right now.
[His broken speech is a sign that it's hard to switch his concentration between words and the mounting pleasure that's building to burst. It's more apparent when that last bit slips out without much thought. He doesn't have a moonblessing to blame.
When they're finally at the edge, and he knows Ranpo must be aching for release, Zed gives a husky command:]
Come. Come for me, Ranpo.
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I'm yours, I'm yours-- nng, Zed...!
[He spills over his hand with a breathy cry, leaving a mess on his stomach as he arches his back up off the mattress. But he keeps his face pointedly in Zed's direction, not wanting to miss the moment he comes -- and wanting him to see just how much pleasure he's giving him, without even the need to touch him.]
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...Ranpo...You're too good.
[With one last muffled grunt, Zed's shoulders hunch as he releases into his hand. His mouth opens as if panting through the electric fog that clouds his mind, and a full-body shudder passes through him. It's a vulnerable moment for only Ranpo to see.
...He'll put off thinking about draining and replacing the water. For now, he's just going to the orgasmic bliss while it stays with him.]
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[This isn't what he was expecting when he got that text from Zed, but he's certainly not complaining about the direction things went.]
Ahh... now I really wish you were here. It's not the same if I can't cuddle with you after.
[He flashes a slightly lopsided grin.]
So maybe I should come over later for round two?
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I'd like that.
[Despite feeling boneless, the camera returns to his hand and focuses on his face as he moves to stand. This isn't how he thought his day would go, but it's turning out nicely.]
I'll leave the door unlocked.
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[Excuse this sap as he kisses the bottom of his phone -- giving the look of leaning in for a kiss without the awkward lips-on-camera-lens shot.]
THE END