massive fucking trigger warnings

[soncroisement]

[Jaime may be in England and unable to enjoy this personally with him, but Joscelin sees no reason not to call him and let him live vicariously.]

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[princetonprince]

[Just more snickering.] So was that all you called to tell me? Or did you have more to say?

[soncroisement]

I was recalling the last time we were together... how much we both enjoyed what we did. It would be more fun if you were here and not in England.

[princetonprince]

Unfortunately, that's not likely anytime soon.

[soncroisement]

That's why I called. What's the traditional greeting for this- 'what are you wearing' or something of the sort?

[princetonprince]

[Hopefully a grin is better than a snicker.] It suits. And then usually the recipient has some oh-so-arousing response prepared.

[soncroisement]

So, what are you wearing, Jaime? [His voice has dropped to a purr as he adjusts himself to sit more comfortably.]

[princetonprince]

Suspenders and a bra with no knickers. [Trololo~]

[soncroisement]

Tu es ridicule, Jaime. [Joscelin chuckles, though.]

[princetonprince]

Well, there's not exactly a sexy answer to that for a man, is there? Do you actually want to know or shall we skip the pleasantries?

[soncroisement]

I wish you were here so I could lick her blood off of you. You'd have fucked her for me like you did last time, non?

[princetonprince]

Perhaps. If I didn't get distracted fucking you.

[soncroisement]

I wouldn't have let you fuck me until we were done.

[princetonprince]

Mm, I think I could have managed, then. And you could punish her if she left any marks on me.

[soncroisement]

I'd have held her down for you.

[princetonprince]

[Jaime can't decide if he's feeling aroused or disgusted.] No fun in letting her fight? Pity.

[soncroisement]

[Joscelin is definitely aroused right now.]

If you'd wanted.

[princetonprince]

I think I like the punishment idea better.

[soncroisement]

How would you have liked me to punish her?

[princetonprince]

Mmm...perhaps a cut or bruise for every scratch and bruise she left on me.

[soncroisement]

Hmmm, me plaît. Perhaps she'd have learned to behave... though she wouldn't have had long for that to sink in.

[princetonprince]

I'd have liked to see you cut her while I fucked her. [Jaime bites his lip and yeah, he's definitely going towards arousal.]

[soncroisement]

I could have cut her throat while you were doing it, killed her... I remember you said how much you liked that last time... [He rubs himself through his pants, groaning.]

[princetonprince]

[The memory draws a harsh exhale.] I did. I shouldn't have. [He laughs breathlessly.] But being inside her when she died made me come. I'm becoming as twisted as you.

[soncroisement]

And then we fucked on her bed. [Joscelin unzips his pants and slides his hand in, groaning.]

Jaime, mon ami, you are not becoming as twisted as me, tu es déjà.

[princetonprince]

I don't think anyone is as twisted as you.

What are you doing now? [Jaime wants to picture what's making him groan like that.]