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Play Me Our Song; Reserved
Topic Started: Sep 27 2009, 10:17 PM (14,977 Views)
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He preferred to--use his fucking mouth.

Isaac almost spilled over right there. Of course, his translation wasn't exactly what Rei had just told him, but...well, if it was Rei's voice sounding in his head...Isaac suddenly felt dizzy. "So you have an accent kink...and an oral fixation?" Actually, the fact that Rei Pearce had an oral fixation was good for Isaac, and before his brain went haywire with imagine all the possible exploitations of that particular kink, he gave a hard wank and brought himself back.

(Although the image of Rei sucking Isaac off in the closet wasn't that...far away.)

(How was he supposed to go back to work on Monday? And they had a concert on Sunday too, most concert series played twice, how the fuck was he supposed to live through--that...?)

He felt warm when the moans came to him and rewarded himself with another stroke, fingers pressing into the hot flesh just so as his breath hitched, "It's nice to know that you have that much faith in me."

"I don't think my mouth is that adept, though...I...like wanking with my fingers." Just to tell Rei how much liked it, Isaac moaned again. "But...I guess I'll have to work hard to earn that privilege." Here they were having phone sex, but getting Pearce to suck him off was probably another monster.

"This is making you hot, isn't it?"
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"Not at all," Rei spoke slowly, his hand lightly running over his throbbing length. "I just prefer to use everything I have, besides, the tongue is one of the most sensitive organs."

He didn't bother correcting or arguing with the image that was probably placing itself in Isaac's head. After all, this was a fantasy. Phone sex was all about the fantasy, though it was strange that it was a fantasy about each other.

"Well that's because you have very skilled fingers," he spoke, remembering the way they moved over his back and neck, incanting another long moan from him as he began pumping his arousal. He slowed slipped off his pants and boxers, spreading his legs as the air felt humid to his skin, wrapping around it softly as his hand returned and continued bringing him closer.

"It's mostly your voice in case you're wondering," he murmured, his eyes barely fluttering open.

He'd always been stronger in his sense of touch and hearing. Touch came from the violin, making him more sensitive than most while his ears focused on the sound so keenly thanks to his perfect pitch. "Though the imagination of what would have happened if we stayed behind is helping."
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Isaac licked his lips, "See? Total voice kink, what did I tell you?" He pointed out lightly when he broke off in favor of a more incoherent, dirty sound, "I...in all honesty, I doubt you're going to like my tongue. Too clumsy." According to Bradley, but Bradley was a bit of a bastard that way, besides, Isaac had improved, his short stint with Dieter had proved that.

Actually, the fantasy that plagued Isaac right now had Rei Pearce on his knees and his warm fucking mouth...the man's hands were entirely too cold, but no doubt that his mouth would be warm. Besides, he sounded quite knowledgeable about the tongue. Isaac could get his hopes up. Not the on his knees part, but still...one could certainly hope.

He was starting to drip pre come, Isaac licked the drops that came away on his fingers, sticky and it'd always tasted weird, no matter how many times. Either a boyfriend made you do it, or he did, it was just weird. His hand slowed a little, he didn't want it to be over just yet--

"And what have happened in that wild kinky imagination of yours if we did?" Isaac was already going to have problems sitting in that chair, might as well go the whole nine yards.
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"Then I'll teach you how to use it properly," Rei corrected, though he didn't mother denying the voice kink. Now that it was known and practically proven, there was little use arguing about it.

He didn't doubt and was beginning to have a feeling of what sort of seed he'd planted in the mans head the moment he mentioned his mouth, grinning to himself as his hips slowly began to buck into his hands, his breathing increasing as moans left him all the more frequently as an absent hand trailed up his chest.

"We'd be sitting like we were before," he started, his voice growing airy as moans interrupted him every now and then. "Sweaty and clinging as..." he trailed off, moaning louder this time as he ran his thumb over his head. He paused for a moment panting slightly as he realized he didn't quite want to give his own little fantasy away at the moment.

"I did tell you that I'd rather something else than a baton in me," he spoke as he felt the pearly liquid dribble over his fingers and tell him he was moments away from reaching the top.
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"Ah...really, maestro, you'd do that for me?" And then Isaac had an image of himself giving Rei a blow job and not really doing a good job, but his conductor would be conducting him every step of the way and now that was kinky. "I'll...look forward to it."

His arousal gave a particularly hard throb in agreement when Rei mentioned liking something other than a baton up his arse, but again...he delayed it, just brushing his fingers lightly over the slit. "I'd hope so...the baton doesn't sound so fulfilling." (Not speaking from personal experience.)

"And in return...I should teach you something...maybe I'll make it so that you can never listen to the Saint-Saens without getting hard or thinking of me." Actually, that was good, and then make sure someone played it for their next concert, sounded like a plan. Isaac would have to make a few phone calls

But he throbbed again and his mind went elsewhere, the length standing tall against his belly and wanting release...he traced a hand along the thick vein and his breath hitched--

"Oh...God, I'm close, Rei, you're going to make me come--"
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Rei was wondering, humming slightly as his lips quirked. He was slowly getting to the other and fulfilling his task of pushing him overboard. He gave a mewl of his own, wondering just what sort of thoughts were plaguing the mans mind.

"I'm more..mm...worried about you sitting in your chair during...ah, the concert and rehearsal," he spoke slowly, knowing that he was going to have to take extra care to not slip up. It was a dangerous game they were playing after all.

He just didn't understand why that analogy made his insides tighten with instinctual worry, as if he was the only one unaware of the rules and was still forced into playing. As if Isaac was just bidding his time and waiting to play his cards, taking the jackpot and throwing away everything else.

But he ignored that thought when a rather important announcement was made. "Then let me hear you," he purred, his voice growing husk as his closed his eyes and wondered what sort of sound the man would make.
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In a way, that was what Isaac was doing, except he was slipping up more than he'd thought...did phone sex count as fulfilling the bet? He'd have to have a conference about that with Matthias when Larsen was not around...later. He wouldn't object to having six grand--twleve grand? as spending money, just how much was at stake he no longer remembered.

The image of his chair and just what they could be doing in that particular chair was just enough to send him--

For a moment his vision was white and there was bliss, as a loud moan of complete satisfaction pushed from his throat into the phone, carrying over. Isaac spilled all over his hands, breathing heavily--and then the ceiling tiles somehow came back into focus.

He tried a couple of times to find his voice, couldn't and--

"Bloody hell..." Wow. Just...wow. Maybe he himself was developing a little bit of the voice kink, just...maybe.
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The loud moan echoed through the phone, filling Rei's ears with that beautiful accented sound that sent shivers down his spine. A voice like that could get anyone, especially when it made that kind of sound. A sound Rei found he could get used to.

He took his hand away from his own erection, realizing that he wasn't that entirely comfortable with the situation yet to cum over the phone. With Isaac listening. His hands were far too cold at this point to give him any sort of pleasure, making the act a lost cause. Isaac would just have to deal with it if he was looking forward to the sound.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. It's late and I need to get some sleep," he spoke, his eyes opening as he reached forward, as if physically touching a barrier. "So I'm going to have to call it a night. Don't stay up too late either."

He didn't hang up yet, as that would be rude. But he couldn't give Isaac the chance to convince him to stay. "Talk to you later," he spoke, a smirk heard even in his voice as he snapped his phone shut and leaned into his pillows.

Now to take a quick shower and go to bed.
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Wait, wha--

And Isaac could kiss his twelve grand good bye, how was that even fair? It wasn't fair, but leave it up to Rei to a spin like...that. Fuck the bastard. But even as his mind worked a hundred miles per hour, the rest of him was still sluggish from his climax a few moments earlier.

"Fuck you."

But Rei hung up anyway, and Isaac lay there buck naked on his bed for a while, it didn't feel fair. At all. He thought about calling his conductor back and laying on the accent, after all--it wasn't like Isaac was totally ineffective. (Although if he had chalked up the reason to cold hands, he might have felt a little bit less offended.) He too, snapped his phone shut and tossed it on the dresser. He missed.

And a knock sounded on his door, Isaac tensed, and then realized that it was locked. Good, thank God.

Matthias' voice said, "You okay in there?"

Isaac sat up, "Not exactly, I'm fucked. Going to take a shower, don't bother."
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The deal probably seemed unfair at the moment but Rei had a good memory. Even when tipsy and sick. He had promised to take care of Isaac's problem over the phone, not commit mutual phone sex. Oh no, that he certainly wasn't ready to do over the phone yet.

He had a feeling Isaac would be upset. The last words only proved it but he would have to get over it. Rei was getting older, he wasn't looking to have various quick flings and such. He'd probably led the other on more than he meant to with all the massages and light kisses anyway, he wasn't going to be doing that anytime soon.

Not until the whole mess with...that was over. He glanced at the letter, laying at his side and taunting him.

"...You always pick the wrong time Julia. You always pick the wrong time," he mumbled, pushing himself out of bed before heading to the shower. A cold shower, that he merely stood under and sneezed for a bit before getting out, crawling into bed and beginning to wonder just what to do.

He could honor her request after all. But that would involve...

No, he certainly could never tell Isaac about the letter. He was biased, he wouldn't get a proper answer. Rei didn't think about it anymore after that as he drifted to sleep. He was going to a musical tomorrow and with his disdain toward the art, he needed to feel better now.
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A night passed, and it didn't suit well with Isaac any that last night had been an onesided deal. It wasn't meant to be like that, and if anything, the whole ordeal had hurt his ego, and obviously, the whole thing still showed in his face, which led Matthias to ask him-- "Why do you look like you got run over by a truck, Isaac?"

And Isaac said, nothing. He couldn't. Telling Matthias that he had committed onesided phone sex with Pearce over the phone seemed ridiculous. He had been so close, too. Fuck, it wasn't fair. "Nothing happened," he snapped as he slumped down in a chair, "Where's my brother?"

"Larsen? I dunno, took a taxi somewhere, I think he feels guilty for commandeering the car all the time." Matthias shrugged, "And this came for you this morning." He slid over a plain envelope. It looked to be some sort of ticketing service.

"Is this what I think it is...?"

"Yes, it's what you think it is. I guess he forgot to send the tickets with the flowers last night."

"Shut up." Isaac brushed the envelope aside, "I'm not going. Of course I'm not going, I don't care."

And really, he mostly didn't. At all. Perhaps another shower was in order. Fuck his life.
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Waking up was difficult. Rei's head pounded, light hurt his eyes and he felt a fever coming along to keep his hangover company. Last night was the last thing on his mind, though he would have preferred that then the sight of the letter meeting his gaze again.

The writing was loopy, cute and legible. Like something right out of a font book, though the words were all slanted on the page, a bit to the left, just like she had a habit of writing. Everything was always slightly to the left with Julia. That had been the cause of the phone fiasco. Her grabbing the wheel and turning it to the left--

He didn't want to go there. It wasn't a safe thought so early. Was it early? A glance at the clock told him it was, leading him to groan and go back to sleep, awakening a few hours later to hear footsteps moving around his house.

"Who's there?" He called weakly, his voice hoarse at this point.

"Your sister. How do you live here? You were sweating a lot so I changed your clothes. Kept your boxers on though. Your fever isn't that bad," she called back, carrying some soup before raising a brow.

"Care to explain why you ditched the party?"

"Is Alice here?"

"No."

"Then sit down. It's a long story that started two weeks ago."
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By noon, Isaac's moping had Matthias concerned, and then worried, and then downright annoyed. Isaac was slamming around in the kitchen, attempting to make mac'n'cheese while he cursed under his breath. He leaned against the kitchen doorway, "You know, sooner or later, you're going to have to tell me."

Surprisingly, the mac'n'cheese hadn't burned. That was impressive. Isaac tossed the pot into the dishwasher and slammed it shut before straightening up. "I don't have to tell you a bloody damn thing." He growled.

"You're throwing an ego tantrum." Matthias noted and Isaac only glared at him sourly. "What did he do now?" He meaning Pearce. Obviously. It couldn't have been Bradley, unless Bradley did something that Matthias wasn't aware of. "You are, aren't you? What did Pearce do to you now?"

"You mean, what he didn't do?" Isaac flounced down on one of the chairs, "He--" And then he remembered that this was absolutely embarrassing.

Matthias raised an eyebrow, "Yes? I'm listening."

"Bug off, it's not anything."

"It's certainly not, not anything." And when Isaac was increasingly ticked off, he sounded increasingly more British, except this time, it was Pearce's fault. Interesting.
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"So let me get this straight," Sarah spoke, after a very long tale and grabbing a cup of coffee. "He confessed to you while you were out with Alice, took you home when you were sick, has given you massages and..." She trailed off, shaking her head with a sigh. "You accepted. Which is somewhat understand as you're sick, desperate and need to get laid."

"I do not--"

"Teased him instead of coming to our party and left early for phone sex. You waited until he finished, didn't give him anything pleasant to listen to and hung up on him," she finalized, looking at her younger brother under the covers, with his bed head and cheeks red from the fever.

"Yeah."

"I don't trust him," Sarah accused immediately. "Two weeks? Bull shit. He can't have just magically noticed you. He's been under you for more than two years, he'd damn well notice before then. I don't believe the lecture theory either."

She brought up good points. Points that had taken up a large room on the con list. "Sounds to me like he's after something," she spoke, pouting her lips. Her words hit a chord, Joshua had said the same thing.

Rei frowned. "But what would he be up to?"

"A guy thing. Like...a bet or something. I don't know. Or maybe he really just does like chasing after what he can't have."

If only they knew.
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"So you two had...phone sex." Well, of all things to leave Isaac's mouth, this confession was not one of them. Matthias had to stare at him and it was so shocking that he couldn't even laugh. "Phone sex. Seriously?"

Isaac had his head down on the table, completely, completely humiliated. "Onesided phone sex, I came and he didn't." Might as well slip down the whole nine yards, "He was close though."

Matthias was getting very, very odd images in his head, he stopped them. "Isaac, that's..." He shook his head, "I can't believe the two of you actually had phone sex."

"Deal with it, we did. And he fucking hung up on me." This was pissing him off more than Bradley pissed him off. It wasn't fair.

"You still got two weeks...what's the rush?"

Isaac bit his lip and raised his head, "That isn't it, okay? That's not it."

"What, you actually like him?"

Isaac took too long to answer, "No." Of course he didn't like Pearce, Pearce just sounded very sexy over the phone and this was a blow to Isaac's ego. That was all.
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