My phone rung at 9 that night, me lounging in bed. I was pitying myself, honestly. I just missed my boyfriend so bad and having him away on tour was one of the worst feelings ever.
"Hey Awsten!" I smiled, answering the FaceTime I received from him. He had been on tour for a month and I was really craving his attention, it sucked being away from him this long.
"Hey, baby." His voice was lower than usual and he had a different kind of darkness to his eyes. His shirt was unbuttoned and damp with sweat from the show.
"How was the show? Do you feel good about the performance?"
"It was good, yeah, I just miss you." He ran his hand through the damp purple locks and sent them back into a mouthwatering position.
"Awh, you're too sweet. I've missed you too." I started to frown, thinking about how he's all that clouded my mind. I missed the late night talks, making dinner as he struggled to help, cuddling as we watched TV, basically everything about him.
"Don't be sad, I'll be home before you know it. But, we could do some long distance bonding." His eyes were shimmering with lust and he held a smirk.
"Awsten...what do you mean?" My voice was apprehensive and unsure.
"We could show each other how much we've missed each other. I can really show you how much I missed you. Miss your smile, your laugh, your personality, your touch." Butterflies swarmed my stomach and chills rushed down my spine.
"H-how?"
"Start by taking off you shirt, baby." I pulled off the old Waterparks shirt Awsten had given me and he smiled at the sight of nothing but panties. "Mmmm, I missed those tits, baby. Think you could play with them a little, prop your phone against something and give me a tiny show?" Blushing, I quickly snatched a throw pillow from the bed and leaned my phone against it. I sat back in my spot, my perky tits siting on full display and Awsten grinning wildly.
"W-what now, Awsten?" I was nervous honestly. It's not like Awsten and I hadn't fucked tons of times, but this was just different. This was so new, so odd, so open.
"Grip them like I do. Hold them in your palms, feel how heavy they are." Moving to sit on my knees, I followed his orders and started to play with my breasts, holding them like Awsten always felt the need to whenever he got the chance. "Fuck, yeah baby. Now grab them, tug on 'em some. Fuck, play with your nipples. I know you love that."
"Mmm, Awsten, I wish this was you making me feel this way." Despite my feelings, I was trying be into it, turn Awsten on, get him going. At least I wasn't embarrassed of my moans or anything. I played with my tits roughly, throwing my head back as I rubbed my sensitive buds.
"Fuck, what I'd do to suck harsh marks all over you. Make you cry out." Awsten was groaning and he hadn't even started touching himself. "I want you to grope your thighs like I do, baby. Trail your fingers down the insides." My hands rubbed down my calves and up my legs, getting to my knees. I ran my fingertips along the sensitive insides, teasing the way Awsten loved to do. Humming quietly, my head tipped back and I nearly squirmed at my own touch, imagining it as Awsten. My back was against the headboard now and my legs sat open so Awsten could see my legs.
"You're so pretty. All sprawled out, I can see how dripping your panties are from over the phone." Blushing, I couldn't disagree. I was so wet you could see it a mile away. Fuck, don't even get me started on how I felt. All I wanted was relief, something, I was aching for the once thing I couldn't have. Awsten.
"Fuck, mmm, Awsten. I want you to fuck me so good." My voice was faltering and I was desperate and needy for him, all I wanted was to touch the spot that was aching the most.
