Drabble: Leave a Message
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elvenavariFandom: Twilight
Pairing: Sam/Emmett (AH)
Prompt: “Phone Sex”
Emmett paced across the length of his apartment, a beer bottle held loosely between his fingers. He had lost his shirt over an hour ago. His pants were in almost a similar condition, the button unfastened and zipper halfway undone, just barely holding onto his slim hips.
In his other hand he held his cell phone to his ear listening to the ring. Three rings and his lover’s voice came on. “This is Sam. I can’t answer right now. Leave me a message and I’ll call you back.”
“Call me back you fucking asshole!” Emmett growled. He clicked his cell phone closed and took a deep pull from his beer bottle. Was he truly pissed at Sam? No, just annoyed that he had called three times and gotten his voicemail three times.
This living across the country while Sam stayed in California trying to sell their place wasn’t working out. He needed Sam there with him. Thinking about his lover at work today had only given him a raging hard on which had yet to subside. Phone sex could only do so much to ease his frustration but it sure would help right now.
Flipping his phone open again he hit 1 and then Send. He listened to the first ring… then the second…
“Hello?”
“It’s about damn time! Baby I’m gonna have you so hard that you’ll be begging me to cum before we reach that minute mark.”
There was silence on the other end of the line.
“Baby?” Emmett questioned wondering if he had already sent Sam into a state of orgasm. Completely possible if Sam was as frustrated as he was.
“Uh… hey Emmett, this is Jacob. Hang on a second. Sam phone! Remind me to never answer your damn phone again!”
Pairing: Sam/Emmett (AH)
Prompt: “Phone Sex”
Emmett paced across the length of his apartment, a beer bottle held loosely between his fingers. He had lost his shirt over an hour ago. His pants were in almost a similar condition, the button unfastened and zipper halfway undone, just barely holding onto his slim hips.
In his other hand he held his cell phone to his ear listening to the ring. Three rings and his lover’s voice came on. “This is Sam. I can’t answer right now. Leave me a message and I’ll call you back.”
“Call me back you fucking asshole!” Emmett growled. He clicked his cell phone closed and took a deep pull from his beer bottle. Was he truly pissed at Sam? No, just annoyed that he had called three times and gotten his voicemail three times.
This living across the country while Sam stayed in California trying to sell their place wasn’t working out. He needed Sam there with him. Thinking about his lover at work today had only given him a raging hard on which had yet to subside. Phone sex could only do so much to ease his frustration but it sure would help right now.
Flipping his phone open again he hit 1 and then Send. He listened to the first ring… then the second…
“Hello?”
“It’s about damn time! Baby I’m gonna have you so hard that you’ll be begging me to cum before we reach that minute mark.”
There was silence on the other end of the line.
“Baby?” Emmett questioned wondering if he had already sent Sam into a state of orgasm. Completely possible if Sam was as frustrated as he was.
“Uh… hey Emmett, this is Jacob. Hang on a second. Sam phone! Remind me to never answer your damn phone again!”
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Date: 2011-07-31 02:31 am (UTC)Cute story. *still giggling*
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