continuing my unmindful sleepy snores.
until they were unexpectedly interrupted by my phone ringing and vibrating on the open grey sheets next to me.
i slammed my hand against the phone, facing it towards me. bright light causing my eyes to squint. facetime call reading the contact of
johnnyboo🖤
i slid my index finger across the bottom of the screen, accepting the facetime call from my tireless boyfriend.
"hey sleepyhead." him, also laying in the bed. a hotel bed, everything white on the bed. the fluffed pillow swallowing the top of his head. bed hair, covering the whole of his forehead. green eyes having tiny swollen bags underneath them. chest, bare and small freckles appearing.
"hey babe." i simply replied. his sweet baby face stopped the feeling of me instantly wanting to fall back asleep. there's on person is stay awake for, him.
"i know i'm keeping you from your rest right now. since earlier when you told me you were going to sleep, all i could do think about you." heart bursting with his kind words.
"aww, baby." i poked my bottom lip out, listening to his soft unsteady breathing.
"mostly just fantasizing about what happened last weekend when i left for the studio, and what's going to happen when i'm home in two days." he paused, sniffing the cutest sniffle possible.
"hold it so tight. i need your body." never seen where he was coming from when he'd compliment me on my body.
"thinking about it in every way, every position babygirl." he put all of his fingers in a group and proud them to his lips to kiss them. things italians do when something tastes good.
"i wish you were here, my god." i pleaded, thinking about the seductive things he'd do to me if he were here.
"only two more days, i'm going to describe my fantasy to you. so you really get the grasp of how badly i was thinking about you while you were asleep." his vein ridden hand came up to his forehead, adjusting his bed hair. must've been thinking hard because i'd only been asleep for two hours. i went to sleep at twelve now it's two am.
"tell me my love." my raspy voice filling the air. his loud and darkened chuckle making my face turn a light shade of red.
he likes to fantasize about us having sex. fucking. slapping skin.
"naked from top to bottom." he hungrily but his bottom lip, running his tongue across his top set of teeth. i'm jittery yet completely awake. it's a good kind of naked.
knowing he fantasized about me and sex, i knew that i fantasized about him. his muscles contracting in his back with every movement.
"in the bedroom, totally alone. me and you." he stirred around in sheets, trying to make himself comfortable before he told me the rest.
i did nothing but listen, for that's all i wanted to do. his breathtaking face making the moment oh so clearer.
"i sit beside you on the bed and look at you." i imagine his emeralds staring into me. everything that was wrong in this cruel world would've went unrecognized.
"i cup your face, suddenly kissing you. where i want and how i want." i wondered if he could heard my heart beating through the speaker. it beat out of my chest.
his softly spoken fantasy.
"there's this electric tingly feeling radiating throughout my whole body just to do this shit to you." he huffed.
"our tongues dance together in a perfect rhythmic notion. my hands slide up and down your back, fingers trailing across your chest. i'm so close to slamming in, but i have to wait." his speaking slowed, descriptive words sending me on edge.
my whole body turns to jelly.
"w-why do you have to wait?" i gulp, watching as his arm went up to flick the switch of the lamp on. seeing his whole being and form.
"i merely told a fantasy angel, the rest will become our truth once i'm home."
ouu sis was thinking ahh.
