darrynmiquiztli | (no subject)

T'sun is up! Luk outside yer lazy bugger! [ He shook his head, smiling like Darryn could see him ]

Oh rite, if yer gonna be a grump i'll leave yer t'yer sleep shall i? 'Ere i just wanted t'say hiya and see 'ow yer were doin!

I'm not up. I'm the sunshine, right?

[Darryn made tired complaint noises as he tried to open his eyes.... they were against the idea.] What time is it? Time for you to come home yet? Not that I miss you or your adorable face or anything.

Okay sunshine, we'll all wait fer yer t'git yer arse up [ He rolled his eyes, sort of flopping onto his side ]

I wish... I fink i got a fer mer days den i can cum 'ome t yer. I'm mer dan happy t'tell yer i miss yer face, yer smile... 'Ow warm yer are...

[Darryn opened his eyes enough to look at the empty side of the bed.] It's cold without you. I don't like it.

[He yawned and tried to divert Gabe from going into too much romance mode. He couldn't deal with it when Gabe was there, let alone miles away.] You want me to put my arse up for you, Irish? Here I was thinking you just wanted me just call you back so you could hear my ringtone.

Et is cold... erryfings cold w'out yer Sol...

[ He burst out laughing at the idea of Darryn putting his arse in the air to stop him being romantic. Something about the mental image just tickled him ] Why t'fuck wuld yer do dat!

Oh harhar, i called t'ear yer voice. I used t'call yer all t'time remember? Just so yer culd tell me stories, or sing at me?

Easier access to get fucked, d'uh. [He has to laugh with Gabe

[Particularly when that sparks his memory. Okay, he's waking up now.] Oh, Christ. I did do that. A lot. Man, how'd you put up with me, Irish?

First thing in t'mornin' and dats wot yer finking of! Darryn yer shuld be ashamed mate! [ He grinned, glad they could finally play together a little more.

Though he half cooed at Darryn, making a little bit of an affectionate noise before he spoke ] I luved et! An i still luv yer making words at me! I sorta miss yer callin' me at night t'tell me stories, like i needed yer t'elp me sleep.

Um. Okay. Lets remind ourselves who stabs who in the back with morning wood every morning? [Darryn's smirk was audible in his words.]

I can make words at you any time you want Irish. You want me to call you tonight, help you sleep?

[ Gabe groaned, rubbing his face a little ] For feck sake, i blame yer fer dat! Ave nowt 'as dat problem bein' 'ere!

Make words at me now, an later. In fact, just talk't me all day. i miss yer far too much sol...

Yeah, sure. Blame me. I sleep so sexy. [Darryn laughed.]

Make words at you, okay... lemme decide on the words... Oliver's not there, right?

Yer are just sexy though.... [ He groaned just a touch, sort of rubbing his face against the phone ]

Naw, Olly's out t'day? How cum....?

[Darryn wedged his phone between his arm and his ear, stretching himself out on the bed, arms over his head, grinning to himself.] Oh, because if Oliver was there it would be really bad of me to make words about how much I want to ride your dick.

[ Gabe growled at Darryn, sort of frowning at his ceiling like if he did it hard enough, Darryn would feel it ] Yer a wee shite sol... Et's first fing in t'mornin', are yer really tryin t'do dis t'me?!

Mmmn, god [Darryn grinned wider, wriggling his hips in self satisfaction.] If you're going to growl at me, then yeah. I'm really trying to do that to you.

You don't like when I talk about 'fucking' though right? You prefer if I talk about sex?

Oh if yer want me t'growl at yer more i feckin will Sol! [ He growled again, just to prove his point. ]

I don't like t'word fuckin' is all, seems real impersonal t'me. I like t'idea o'makin luv t'yer, even tho' et can get raver rough sumtimes

[Darryn grins and bites his lip. Oh man, he does love that.] Too hot, Irish.

You know, fucking someone is pretty much the most personal you can be. I mean you're usually naked and inside someone. [Darryn moves his phone, going to turn it to speaker so he can stop holding it on his ear and just have it nearby.]

And don't get me wrong Irish, it turns me to absolute putty when you're sweet to me and treat me like I'm literally the most precious thing on earth... but around the third orgasm, I pretty much just want you to slam me so hard I forget my own name.

[ Gabe knows better than to turn his phone on speaking in that house- Someone will walk in ] Well i promise t'growl only fer you sol, any time yer want me t'...

I 'now i 'now, Am still learning all dat. But i guess next time if yer want me t'fuck yer i will [ He couldn't help but shift his hips, trying to ignore everything going on below his belt. So much so he just of shoved one of his pillows over his crotch to ignore it more ]

If dats t'case den maybe i shuld stop worrin' so mooch, treat yer a lil'rougher sumtimes? [ As much as he loved giving Darryn all the love and making sure he knew that he was the single most precious thing in the world, he could be rough, if his Sunshine wished so ]

Don't promise what you can't deliver, War annoys you enough to make you spit bullets sometimes, let alone growl.

Yes, you should stop worrying. Just because I bruise as soon as you look at me doesn't mean I can't take it. I mean I have developed a fantasy where you take out all your aggression sexually on me, so I'm pretty much ready for it. [He smirks at the phone, he's looking forward to seeing how you take that confession, Gabe.]

[ Gabe had to grin then, sort of shaking his head before he spoke ] Dun't promise wot yer canny take Darryn. I may just d'yer like dat one day and yer'll be sorree den!

[ He had to let his mind wander then, if Darryn had been thinking about being fucked hard, what else had the boy been daydreaming about-] I just relised, yer said yer 'developed a fantasy'? Wot else 'ave yer been fantasisin' 'bout?

Oho, Gabriel McGovern, I dare you to take it out on me. [Darryn wriggled to himself playfully.]

What do I fantasise about? Usually girls. [Darryn laughed to let it be known he was joking. He made a thoughtful noise as he filtered through his fantasties, running his fingers through his hair as he did so.] Well, let's see...

Thought about sucking you off under your desk while you do your end of day reports.

[ Gabe chuckled, nodding to himself ] Am gonna, as soon as i git back. I promise yer dat one.

Oh har har yer wee shite [ He knew by now Darryn was playing, but he wanted to play too.

Sadly that ended damned quick, Darryn's little comment drawing a long throaty groan out of Gabe ] Oh god Sol... I'd fuckin' let yer.

[ Well now he couldn't ignore the problems Darryn was giving him, as much as he wanted too ]

Oh yeah? So instead of waiting on the steps for you as usual, I should just be waiting on the bed? [He'd do it. He'd wait naked and showered and lubed up if needs be.

[He makes a satisfied sound at having gotten that groan from Gabe.] Thought about booking a session with you in the middle of the day and letting you screw me on your desk and against the wall and door.

Oh, and thought about being in a really crowded place with you and just grinding back against you, trying to not get caught.

Oh fuckin' christ- Please Sol, do dat fer me... [ He shifted on the bed as he tried so hard not to think about it too much. Hell he almost wanted to go back right then if it meant he could be close to Darryn like that.

Gabe didn't mean to, and Gods he did bite his tongue, but he choked out a very, very needy whine at Darryn's little suggestion ] Dun't fuckin' book it, just turn up- 'Ad mer dan 'appily ram yer against t'door Sol.

[ He was wondering if Darryn knew his little voyeurism kink then or if he was just so fucking lucky to have someone like him ] Wot crowded place Sol? Yer need t'be out t'ouse t'do dat!

See? I knew you wanted to fuck me under that 'making love' thing. [He teases sounding soooo smug.]

Don't need to be out the school. There's like the Christmas party or New Years party. Everyone's around then. It gets crowded.

Hmm. What else? [He pretends to take his time thinking about it. Really he's juuuust listening to Gabe.] Oh, yeah. Gabe. Guess what?

I still wanna make luv t'yer sumtimes, just maybe nowt all t'time [ He grinned, knowing how smug Darryn was. He didn't need to be near him or use his powers to know that ]

Fuck- Yer got me der luv. But erryone 'nows yer der and might 'now yer "am 'bout t'do summit bad" face? Maybe sumwere different, summer new! [ he thought it might be fun, somewhere new, different and not knowing all the places to hide- He sort of threw his pillow away, trying to calm himself down, even with Darryn being so fucking sexy ]

Go on- Wot now?