🔞Someone to Love [Ishman One Shots]✓

🔞You've got a Call! [Phone Sex]

Shubman grasped the bedsheet tightly in his fist as Ishan's smile widened at the girl's question. What on earth made him think watching the currently airing KBC episode featuring his lovely boyfriend would be a good idea especially when they were miles away from each other? The extremely humid cold climate of South Africa gave him chills at night, and he didn't even have his human pillow.

He was sharing a room with Yashasvi. The sight of the arrogant dude made him lose a few brain cells because he's always thinking of how Ishan could have opened with him, together. The day's forest trip kind of made him happy because of the scenery but he missed Ishan terribly. But the decision to miss out wasn't a bad one, he knew out of all people how mentally exhausted Ishan was. The dark circles under his eyes spoke more than his lips did. He was always going out of his way to make others smile but at night, in the comfort of their room, Shubman was the one to hold him close as he cried and sobbed.

Sometimes about his bad performance or sometimes just to let out the stress of the day. He was a happy person normally but more than often, Shubman was the reason for his happiness. Considering the fact that they had confessed their feelings for each other during the course of the World Cup, their free time passed away with their silly banters, lazy makeout sessions and richly comfortable cuddles. They hadn't had time to make love, yet. Between all the matches after the World Cup, there was almost no time to enjoy each other's company in that way.

Shubman noticed particularly that the black jacket looked heavenly on Ishan. He was glowing a little, the moles more shiny than usual on his flushed skin. He wanted to touch him so badly, take off that ridiculously covered black clothing off his tiny boyfriend and adorn his tattooed arms with kisses. Warm kisses, all over his body. That's what he deserved, all the love in the world and Shubman would break the moon open for Ishan if it ever came to that.

He was alone in his room, Yashasvi was out with the rest of the guys for a dance session with the locals. He checked the time and picked up his phone dialing the one person he desperately wanted to be with, all the time. A few rings and immediately it was picked up, Shubman could already imagine the pretty smile on those heart-shaped lips.

"Hi meri jaan. What's up?"

Shubman giggled a little before speaking up.

"Just saw you on the show, why so charming love? You were practically blushing. I wish I was there with you."

"Well the girl did ask about you, I couldn't help myself! You know how you affect my sanity, I'm so in love with you. You are always present in my heart shubi."

Shubman gulped hard, he wanted Ishan under him right fucking now! Lust was clouding his head hearing Ishan's voice.

"Ish...I want to touch you."

"Shubi, I miss you too, wish we were together right now..."

"Yeah? What would we be doing together Ishan?"

"We....you could be kissing me....on the neck, just like I love..."

"And?..."

Man, he was hard as fuck. Shubman didn't know if he should be proud or ashamed of the fact that a few seconds of that deep, sexy voice of his Ishan can turn him on so much. They weren't even touching each other, yet the sheer thrill of the thought of kissing him turned him into havoc. He was madly in love with the midget.

"Shubi?"

Of course he went blank as Ishan kept on calling him. He didn't know if he should tell Ishan about the little stunt that his dick pulled, they have never had normal sex let alone phone sex. Would Ishan be comfortable with this?