honsim november (2023) - dhalsim x e honda

HONSIM ; phone sex

the setting takes place in street fighter 6

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"hello? edomon speaking to you." the sumo wrestler picked up the phone as he finished serving one more order. he went outside to his restaurant he held the phone to his ears. "hello, my darling." it was dhalsim who called him. "how's the customers?" he asked as edmond honda laughed. "just servin' the usuals, dhalsim-kun! ya really miss me so much, do ya?" he asked. the yoga master giggled. "more than ever. i need you in my bed..." edmond smirked. "i know you do.. say, can you open a little bag i bought for you?"

"hm? a bag?" dhalsim now discovered a little pink bag. "right on my bed?" he asked. "yes, right in front of you. i think you might like it." he responded as dhalsim smiled and opened it carefully. his white eyes widened and took a look at it. "what's this?" the yoga master kept asking. "you'll see." edmond replied. "if, by curiosity, it's for our personal needs when we miss each other or is far from each other's world. take the lubricant and place it on your pussy after you open your toy."

"alright." dhalsim followed as he approached his lubricant and opened the box as he let the vibrator out. "i took it out. i'll be placing it in no time." since he's completely naked in his room, it's easier to prepare for the moment. he placed his lube onto his fingers and began to rub on his pussy to make sure he let the vibrator inside him easily. its sweet scent of yoga is much more he needed the most. "alright then, darling. i placed it on."

"good." edmond added. "think of me as you call me whenever this toy vibrates inside. i can't wait to see ya cum all over the bed." he then pressed his phone to vibrate the item. "can ya feel it?" he asked. "mhm... the yoga master replied as he blushed. "it seems to work..." the sumo wrestler smirked as his thumb goes upwards to when the vibrator trembles at 30 percent speed. dhalsim grabbed his bedsheets as he moved his body forward and back. he began to whimper at his husband's name, breathing as he tried not to make any noise. "it's okay, dhalsim-kun, our room is definitely soundproofed like what you say every day."

"h-honda..." dhalsim moaned onto his breath. "edmond honda..." he closed his eyes, covering his mouth as the vibrator trembled faster and faster for the sake of the sumo wrestler chef going up at 50 percent. "keep moaning, my dhalsim..~" edmond bites his lips. "i want to hear you orgasm again and again as you make our bed wet."