Naughty Angel

End

It's a nice relaxing day for Ohm as he is free from a hectic schedule. He wakes up in a good mood and in nice weather. What more can he ask for, really. After a nice breakfast and a good refreshing shower, he picks up his phone and settles himself on the living room couch.

He smiles as he scrolls through his Twitter timeline seeing and appreciating the fans' tweets about him. Either it is a loving one, an adoring one, or even a funny one that made him chuckle under his breath. He keeps on scrolling and refreshing for quite a while until a picture of a very familiar face pops into his timeline.

"Fucking-"

Ohm curses under his breath when he registers the picture of his petite boyfriend in a pair of lacy shorts. He cannot help but zoom in on the sexy legs that have lace wrapped nicely on his thighs. The white crop top jacket is not helping at all as it only completes the look making Fluke more dainty than he already is.

"I swear to god he will be the death of me."

The handsome man mumbles under his breath. Just as he closes the picture, a few more pop into his timeline. Not to be dramatic but Ohm swears his heart (and dick) is pounding too fast. He swallows a mouthful of saliva down his throat when he once again opens and zooms into Fluke's picture, the one where the petite male wears a crop top and showcases his ever-so-cute belly button.

"How dare he shares what's mine with the world like this,"

Ohm grumbles but never stops admiring the pictures going from the one in which he wears a crop top to the new one that has Fluke wearing angel wings, looking like a literal angel.

Ohm's little naughty angel.

As much as the tall actor wants to deny it, he knows that his boxer shorts are getting a bit too tight for his liking just from looking at his boyfriend's pictures. He groans with annoyance as his fingers casually save every new picture he comes across and without giving his twitching dick the attention it's craving, he LINE Fluke.

'Love, what the hell?'

He sends the cryptic message to get a reply a minute later only with a question mark and a confused emoji. Without a word, Ohm spams his lover the pictures that he cannot stop looking at and meets with a cover-mouth giggling emoji. The emoji is taunting him and seconds later, he receives a phone call.

Forever is calling...

"Hello Baby.."

A soft voice enters Ohm's ear and a small smile curves to his lips. He hums and mumbles back a hello to which he gets a soft giggle as a response.

"Do you like the pictures? I thought I should try wearing a crop top and sees how fans react."

Ohm groans when he gets reminded of the picture, especially the belly button that he misses licking and kissing.

"You are driving them nuts that are for sure."

A satisfied hum was heard before another more sultry whisper from Fluke makes Ohm feels hot.

"How about you? Do YOU like it?"

The younger male can only clear his throat and straighten up before he answers with his own deep and horny voice.

"Hell yeah, I do. You make me so hard I can't even think straight."

There is a pause before Ohm gets another whisper as a reply

"Touch yourself then."

Ohm freezes and looks down at his cock which is rising with the tip ever so slightly peeking through the slit of his boxer's shorts.

"Right now?"

Fluke hums in agreement which sound like a challenge through the phone speaker, leading to Ohm taking the bait and letting his member out of the confined cloth. He sighs in relief when the air brushes against the red and hot skin.

"Give yourself a slow stroke baby. Like how I always do to you."

Ohm obediently does what he is told and a trembling sigh passes his lips going straight to Fluke's ear. There is a shuffle from the smaller male side but Ohm does not mind as his hand starts to stroke ever so slowly.

"Damn love, I miss you. You think you can come today and let me make love to you all night?"

A giggle once again fills Ohm's ear making him smile lazily with his eyes starting to droop from the pleasure building over his touch. He quickly changes his phone setting to a speaker making Fluke's voice fills his surrounding.

"I guess I can swing by and stays for a night. Do you want me to wear the crop top too?"

Ohm curses as he squeezes his head when the picture of Fluke wearing the crop top once more invades his mind. His hands start to move up and down faster than before while twisting his wrist to get a better grip.

"Might as well wear that slutty lacy short too. But don't blame me if it's not wearable anymore."

A sharp breath is the only answer Ohm gets from Fluke before another shuffling is heard.

"Stop, you are the only one that should be having his hands down his pants."

The whining reply only makes Ohm hornier as he starts to fasten his pumps making his precum leak more and covering his entire cock. The sound of wet skin slapping against another reached Fluke's ear earning Ohm another sound of shuffling from the other side.

"Shit, love. Are you getting wet? Fuck, I would love to see you now. Horny and squirmy. Want me to touch you, yeah?"

The whimpers and another whining asking him to stop make Ohm loses his mind as he squeezes his eyes tight, feeling himself getting near to his climax.

"Stooop babe. Focus on jerking yourself off and cum already."

With a clouded mind, the handsome actor does what he is told and cum into his hand while moaning Fluke's name. Trying to catch his breath from his high, Ohm cannot help but chuckle when he hears the disbelieve of his boyfriend's voice.

"Oh my god, you really came. Ah~ such a waste I can't taste you."

Ohm ignores the dirty comment to avoid using his hand to pleasure himself again and opts to wipe it on the dirty boxer instead. The two fall into a normal conversation of asking each other day and being sickeningly sweet until they hear someone calling Fluke's name.

"I need to go babe. See you tonight! I will make sure to wear the crop top just for you. Bye and rest while you can. I love you."

"Ugh love, don't start what you can't finish. But good luck and don't exert yourself too much. I love you too."

Once Fluke hangs up, Ohm looks at his reflection on the black screen of the TV for a few seconds before groaning as he registers the mess he made on himself. He stands up and makes his way to his room to clean himself again.

"I guess I need to tidy up a bit and order food before my love arrives."