~Male crush x male reader~

Call Me (lemon)

C/N POV:

"Alright, I'll book you for your next appointment now, Y/N. You said you wanted a Saturday appointment at five, correct?"

"Y-yeah, I did."

"Just so you're aware, this tattoo will take a bit, maybe even multiple sessions to complete. Are you okay with that?"

"Mhm."

"Okay, good. See you then."

"See you."

As soon as the words came out of Y/N's mouth, I hear a loud tapping sound.

Hm. I wonder what that could be.

Before I can think much further, I start hearing strange sounds over the phone. After a minute or so of listening, I finally realize what's going on.

He's moaning. Does he even know he's still in the phone?

Due to the fact that Y/N is definitely more of the shy type, I know that it's highly unlikely that this was on purpose. I connect the dots and realize what the tap noise was, know recognizing that he thought he already ended the call before doing this. I start heading his soft moans through the phone, making my heart start to race.

I should probably tell him before things get much farther.

“Hey, Y/N, you didn’t end the call.”

I try to speak into the phone to get Y/N's attention, but he seems to be too lost in his own pleasure, so I decide to listen in.

My heart rate increases as I listen to Y/N's moans, my mind reeling at the thought of what's happening. I try to speak again as a last attempt to gain his attention, my voice slightly shaking.

"You know you're still– on the phone with me, right, Y/N?"

My curiosity & arousal begin to get the better of me. After a few more moments, I hear a 'ding' sound from my phone. I look at it and notice that Y/N accidentally turned his phone camera on.

Holy shit.

Y/N's eyes slightly roll back as he starts moving his hand faster, his back slightly arching as he gets a bit louder. I swallow hard, my own body starting to react to his sounds. I know I should say something or end the call, but I can't seem to make myself do it. I, instead, listen intently, my own hand slowly sliding into my pants uncontrollably.

Y/N's head rolls back as his sounds gradually become even louder & more desperate. My own breathing hitches as I notice that I'm fully hard now, my hand wrapping around my cock as I listen. I can hear his sheets rustling as he slightly trembles from pleasure against his bed, his voice shaky & soft as he moans out my name. My hand tightens around my cock, pumping slowly as his voice starts to reach a fever pitch. I whisper back, my voice ragged.

"Say it again." 

Y/N complies, softly moaning my name again as he evidently starts moving his hand faster on his cock, based on the movement of his shoulders through the camera. I bite my bottom lip to stifle a moan, my hand moving faster in rhythm with his voice. I feels guilty for not stopping, but the sounds he's making are too intoxicating for me to care all that much right now. I can't pull myself away at this point.

"Keep going."

Y/N gradually begins to let go fully, his moans progressively becoming more needy as he subconsciously repeats my name and slightly shakes with pleasure against his bed. I'm

panting now, my free hand gripping my phone tighter as I listen to his needy, desperate moans. I start to feel my orgasm building, my hand now pumping furiously as I roughly whisper to him through the phone.