~Male crush x male reader~

Now. (lemon + fluff)

iwannafingread request

C/N POV:

"Right? It was so annoying. Then this girl has the audacity to tell me he's 'doing better' and that he's 'changed'. Like... Girl, isn't this the same guy who yelled at you over face time last week? What happened to 'I'm done with him this time'?" (Also if you're in that kind of situation it's no shade to you at all. This is for plot purposes only <3)

"Y-yeah..."

Y/N sounds a bit breathless in his one-word response, but I don't feel the need to question it. I decide to continue with my story.

"And I told her that, too. She got all mad at me, and for what? Telling her what she needed to hear? I'm done trying to be all nice about it. Sometimes people just don't respond to nice."

"Mhm..."

I grab my water bottle and take a drink. (Okay but water>>>) As I put my water bottle back down on my table, I start hearing a strange noise. My eyebrows slightly furrow as I try to figure out what it is.

I feel like I've heard it before, whatever it is.

I stay silent for a minute or so, trying to think of what the small, barely audible noise could be.

Vrrrrrrrrrrr...

My eyes go wide as I realize what Y/N is doing.

Wait. Is he...?

The low sound of a vibrator is just barely audible through Y/N's phone's microphone, his quiet moans sounding through my phone's speaker. I, then, realize that he's not even aware that the call is still connected. A warm blush spreads across my face, but I listen intently, my curiosity piqued.

Y/N moans out my name softly, panting lowly between moans. My heart races, the intimate sounds filling my ears. I swallow hard, a shiver running down my spine. Part of me knows I should say something, but another part is captivated by the erotic scene unfolding unknowingly before me.

I inhale sharply at the sound of the vibrator moving inside Y/N, my imagination running wild. The muffled moans of his pleasure are driving me crazy with arousal. I grip my phone tightly, torn between hanging up to give him privacy and letting the moment continue.

My breathing hitches in sync with Y/N's gasps. My hand slowly inches to my own lap, tentatively touching myself through my pants. He, most likely accidentally, turns his camera on, revealing himself to the camera & I as now legs spread farther apart.

My eyes widen in shock as I see the live video feed, my gaze fixed on the sight before me. I can see everything; Y/N's spread legs, the vibrator moving in & out of him, his hand on his nipple.

Y/N pushes the vibrator a bit deeper inside of himself, his back slightly arching off of his bed. I nearly drop my phone in shock at the sight, the angle of the camera catching a glimpse of the toy entering him completely. I swallow thickly, my own hand moving faster over my pants as I watch, transfixed.

Y/N curses under his breath, pushing the vibrator deeper inside of himself and spreading his legs a bit farther apart. The combination of his words, his passion, his actions, it's all overwhelming. I can't help but unzip my pants, my own hand mirroring his pace as I watch the screen. My face contorts with a mix of guilt & pleasure.

Y/N moans out my name again, his noises getting slightly louder as he moves the vibrator faster inside of himself. My own movements become more urgent as I lose myself in the erotic scene unfolding on the screen in front of me.