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Midnight meeting (Smut)

Chapter info;

Type: Smut Fic
Ship: Stannarrator
Words: 1899

The night was cold and gloomy, it has been nearly a year since the two men had escaped the parable with each other. Stanley was laying in his double bed by himself, staring up at the ceiling. Words couldn't describe how much he yearned for narrators touch, to feel his warm hands caress stanleys body during this freezing cold time. Stanley picked up his phone from the nightstand and checked the time.

3:05AM

He decided to look at his messages, none. No messages had been sent to him, I mean of course there wasn't. Stanley barely knew anyone. he stared and scrolled through narrators messages, last time they had talked was nearly two weeks ago. Stanley missed him dearly.. he began typing to the man, sending a singular question.

Stan: "You awake?"

Stanley stared at his phone for a good five minutes before sighing, setting his phone down onto his chest. Of course he wasn't awake. It's 3 in the morning. But yet, he felt his phone vibrate. Stanley's face lit up with surprise as he checked the message

Narr: "Yeah. Unfortunately.. What are you up to at the moment?"

Stanleys heart raced with excitement, he didn't quite know what he was excited about though. Stanley responded a minute later;

Stan: "Nothing really. Just hanging out :)"

Stanley giggled as he typed, pressing his thighs together. His heart beat quickly in his chest, almost like he got excited at the mere thought of narrators attention being on him alone. Stanley tilted his head back and let out a groan. What an odd feeling it was, not even sure what the feeling was in the first place.

Before Stanley could gather his thoughts his phone went off, buzzing loudly from the incoming call. Stanley quickly answered and held it to his ear

"Hello?" Stanley said confused, having answered so quickly he didn't see who called him.

"Stanley.. please.." a faint whisper came from the phone, a strong British accent being heard

"Oh. Narr?" Stanley queried. "Are you alright? Do you need anything from me?" Stanley's heart rate sped up once more from hearing the narrators voice again, it felt like forever since he's heard that man's beautiful voice.

"I.. I miss you.. Stanley.. nhh.." the man's voice was so faint, like he had the phone away from his mouth. Quiet sounds could be heard in the background but they were far too incomprehensible.

Stanley's heart skipped a beat, his thighs squeezing together again. "I.. I miss you too.." Stanley responded with a shaky voice. Almost getting aroused at hearing narrator say his voice again.

"I n..need you.. Stanley..~" narrators voice slicked off into a moan, giving away the fact he was probably doing something more than just sitting in bed.

"God you sound cute.." Stanley muttered back, feeling his pants tighten. He gave a shakey breath before speaking again "s..say it again..~"

Whimpering could be heard from the phone as narrator responded "p..please.. I want you... i need you... m..master..~" more moans could be heard echoing from the speaker, flapping sounds coming along with it. "N-Nhh~ aah~"

Stan glided his hands down to his own crotch, unzipping his pants and stuffing his hand under his boxers, rubbing himself up. "You sound so beautiful~ your such a good boy aren't you~" Stanley's body shook slightly from these emotions and feelings, his face heated up with blush as he continued to listen to the narrators begs.

"Master please.. I need you so bad.. I can't... mhhf~ a-aah~ oh god~" narrators voice broke. Whines and whimpers came from him eagerly.

Stanley smirked slightly, "who's a desperate boy.. fuck... going so hard at himself like that. I can hear you fapping." Stanley ended his sentence with a slight growl to his voice, now holding onto his own cock and making rhythmic movements with his hand.