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[soncroisement]

[Ring ring ring. Annoying little brother calling.]

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[soncroisement]

So I'll just have to call you back and tell you how it went.

[princetonprince]

I'll hang up.

[soncroisement]

I bet you won't.

[princetonprince]

I guess we'll see.

[soncroisement]

I guess we will.

[He sounds a bit distracted, probably because he's still jerking off.]

[princetonprince]

It's rude to do something else while you're on the phone.

[soncroisement]

Oh, sorry... no, wait, I'm kind of not. I like talking to you.

[princetonprince]

You can talk to me without doing whatever the fuck you're doing.

[soncroisement]

Oh, come on. You know what I'm doing.

[princetonprince]

[Stubbornly:] No I don't. Because if I did I would have to hang up again.

[soncroisement]

You've seen me do it. You liked watching me.

[princetonprince]

[Oh god. Yeah, he fucking did.] Maybe.

[soncroisement]

I know you did. I'm doing it right now, touching my cock while I think about you- fuck, Jaime...

[His name trails off into a whimper as Joscelin starts moving his hand faster.]

[princetonprince]

[There's a soft gasp and Jaime grits his teeth, fisting his own hand in the sheet.] Shit.

[soncroisement]

You a-and your hand and your mouth and your cock inside me- oh fuck.

[There's a strangled groan and Joscelin fumbles the phone as he comes.]

[princetonprince]

[Jaime doesn't realize what's happening until it's almost over and it makes him bite his lip hard. Jesus, why is he this hard over this?]

[soncroisement]

[Joscelin picks the phone back up, sounding utterly satisfied.]

You didn't hang up.

[princetonprince]

I hate you.

[soncroisement]

Bullshit.

[princetonprince]

I should have hung up. I should still hang up.

[soncroisement]

But you aren't... have a good night, Jaime. Love you.

[princetonprince]

[A short pause.] Love you too.