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haha kinky,, this stuff is getting into the nsfw territory ;) keep in mind, reader is non-binary, so i completely avoid addressing what genitals they have, so it applies for people of all forms ! <33i just figured,, y'alls got me to 2k reads this fast... you deserve some spice in yo life ;0
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By now, we've developed a bit of a schedule together. He'd stopped hiding in his room all the time. He'd started growing more open with me. Really, Anon was almost completely different from the mysterious being I'd met so long ago. We'd bonded quite a bit now, and I even brought him food from work when I got off, considering he had a bad habit of letting his diet consist of snack foods.
My attraction hadn't gotten any lesser. I'd grown frustrated with my own feelings- I wasn't sure exactly how to go about having interest in a member of Anonymous, even if he was my temporary-ish roommate.But now, it was about 1:30 in the morning, and I was unsettled as always. There was something about knowing Anon was in the other room that made it hard to settle down at night. .. But I also didn't know if I could get away with going solo without uh... Disturbing anyone else in the house.
Nonetheless, I couldn't help but get a little needy. I had my needs, and this was my house! I have the damn right to touch myself! Just as I began slowly edging down my pants, trying to take it slow instead of going all-out and getting a tad too rowdy— my phone rang.
The mere ringing of my phone happened to make me feel awful embarrassed, and I immediately recoiled, silently screaming in 'god forgive my soul.'
"Hello?" I hadn't checked the caller ID.
"You're still awake," a voice spoke- deep and (still) fluently autotuned. Oh my god, of course Anon was awake at the time! Full-body cringe time. But also.. Temptation time. I'd be lying if I said I never wondered what it'd be like to...
"Uhm- yep! Still awake! Did you uhm... Need something?"
"Just wanted to talk a bit," he seemed to chuckle, and I shivered. ... So you do get needy after two and a half weeks of restraining yourself. I felt like a whole other level of thirsty. (thirsty for anon doe)
"About.. What, exactly?"
"Oh, maybe about the Anonymous fanfiction in your search history...? You do realize your phone email is the same one as your laptop email? The one I have access to?" I could hear the shit-eating grin in his voice.
"I- uhhh... about that-" I began, and he started to laugh.
"Hush, hush. I just didn't realize you thought like that. I mean, I do too, but.. I'm a little surprised." So... He thinks like me? Does that mean he-
".. Are you doing anything, right now?" I queried, seeming to change the subject. But really, I was just.. Testing the waters.
"Well.. Sort of... But it's not what I'd like to be doing." There was a rustle, and a schlick sort of sound from his side. "Sorry.. Putting you on speaker," he commented, and I furrowed my brows. What was that? And if it was what I think it was... Could I hear it again?
I quieted for a moment, trying to hear more of that one sound. There it was, if I listened well enough. Soft, slick sounds... And his catching breaths, quiet but sharp. He was jacking off. He had to be. If he wanted to play that game...
Sliding a hand into my underwear, I smiled to myself, biting my bottom lip. "I think I get what you're saying," I hummed, keeping my phone close. I wanted to hear it all.
"You do?"
"I can hear you, y'know."
"Are you uncomfortable?"
"Not even a little, Anon." With that... The sounds continued. It seemed there was a five minute period of quiet- occasional shifting, soft groans and whimpers from both sides of the phone, and a distinct feeling of this isn't enough affecting my every touch. Ruining my every touch. I couldn't finish like this.
If this was all I got... I'd be in a state of misery all night, just trying to get the fuck off."Can I come to your room?"
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MASK STAYS ON :: anonymous x reader
FanfictionMy life was rather average, a simple pattern played on repeat. Having just gotten out of college, I still lived with my parents, and had a simple job as a waiter at a local restaurant. Life was easy. Life was okay. Then I met the masked man. He defi...