Let Me Forget or Let Me Go

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the shrill ring of the telephone in front if them brought the two lovers back to reality. the noise of it cut through the faint hum of the radio. it rang again and robert raised his head to look directly at the object in question. simon lifted himself from the position he was in, pulling himself upright. in a second he was no longer hunched over robert, no longer cradling him while driving him to pure ecstasy with slow deep thrusts. he nudged robert forward on the couch and reached towards the phone. hovering his hand over it before robert impulsively nodded. fully realising it could be anyone on the other end. he passed it into robert's outstretched hand and traced his unsteady hands over the guitarists soft back.

'h— hello?' he didn't realise how hard it would be to talk with simon inside him. the crackly response from the other end only made it all the more difficult 'robert? oh thank god you picked up! it's been too long petal, it really has...' stevens voice slinked down the phone. 'oh steven... yes it's been so-' he trailed off into a strained hiccup of a groan, simon had started slowly rocking his hips into robert. he was hardly moving yet robert could feel his words melting away before he could even form them in his mind 'i was just calling to ask you about coming over tonight'

'tonight?' robert replied, loud enough for simon to hear and he thrust against his prostate in response. robert glanced over his shoulder to look at the bassist, who was glaring down at the phone clutched in robert's hand. robert knew that look in his eyes; pure possessive jealousy. 'hmm im not sure steve' he panted 'it's very short notice y'know' he turned his neck and smiled back at simon. 'i'm very busy these days, filled up' he pushed back and let his neck hang, taking in the delicious sensation of simon inside of him 'like my schedule is.. very full— filled completely i haven't any room left' and this time simon was the one trying not to groan, dizzy with the filth of roberts innuendos.

robert pulled his lower lip between his teeth and gave simon a gentle nod before turning back around. he had hardly even registered severins response when simon pulled out gently before thrusting back into him fully. fuck that was good. he squeezed his eyes shut and stretched his mouth open into a satisfied smile. steven was unusually silent for a moment 'its a real shame rob, especially since it's been so long since we last spoke, i wanted talk things through with you' robert rolled his eyes at that, and wiggled his hips a little more against simon.

simon had leaned forward again, hovering over his lover. robert tried to stifle his noises and form some sort of response, but he couldn't help giggling as simon kissed across the back of his neck. 'i actually have plans already, it would be awfully rude to cancel them' he mustered the words as best he could 'especially when simons here already' robert smiled to himself. he turned his head to teasingly smile at his lover 'don't you want to say hi to steven, si?'

with a teasing smile, robert reached the hand that held the phone back towards simon, but he shook his head and quickly sat up. robert let out a guttural moan as simon thrust hard into him. more he mouthed, batting his eyes and tilting his hips up, sighing. simon had set a slow rhythm for himself, sliding in and out, each second felt agonisingly good. 'im so sorry he doesn't want to talk now, he's in a bit of a mood' simon gave his ass a pinch and robert stifled a satisfied whine in the back of his throat. 'typical simon' severin replied. 'i know' robert intentionally drew out that sentence, putting on his brattiest voice and giving simon a smug wink. only for simon to reach his hand around and roughly tweak his nipple. 'he can be such a bastard sometimes'

steven mumbled something about simon not liking him, but robert wasn't paying attention. he was more concerned with how simon had pulled out of his ass, the sensation made him hiss into the phone. he covered the receiver with his hand and whispered back at his lover 'simon why'd you stop' he knew he sounded like a brat but couldn't bring himself to care. he lifted his hand and spoke over steven 'and he can be so selfish too y'know' a slow tongue dragged up his perineum and robert couldnt stop himself from burying his forehead in the cushioned arm of the couch and mewled. he hoped it wasn't too obvious. though from the nights events he was pretty sure simon wanted to make it clear to steven that robert was getting fucked. his muscular tongue traced roberts strained opening, already gaping from the earlier hammering simon had given him. he licked into robert wetly and pursed his lips against the damp hole.