Voice in the Silence

“You might as well wrap yourself in ropes,” Dave mutters irritably under his breath. Steven tries to help him, only making things worse. The shirt is practically about to burst at the seams. “Careful with it,” Steven pleads. “I really like how it looks with my sandals.” Dave sighs, half annoyed, half amused, slips his hands under the shirt, and carefully pulls it over Steven’s head. His palm slides down Steven’s body and disappears beneath his pants. He wraps his hand around his cock, and Steven lets out a low groan. Impatient, Steven thrusts into his hand and pulls Dave closer by the neck. With his other hand, Dave tugs Steven’s sweatpants down along with his underwear. Steven, meanwhile, leaves one hickey after another on Dave’s neck. Finally, Dave scoops him up and tries to gently lay him on the bed, careful not to awaken his old fears. It doesn’t quite work out, and Steven lands heavily on the sheets. He doesn’t mind in the slightest. On the contrary, he pulls Dave down with him as Dave tries to finish pulling off his pants. Before long, Dave himself is completely naked. He leans over Steven’s cock and runs his tongue from the base to the tip, then takes him fully into his mouth.

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Alena read the text and felt her throat go dry. She paused for a moment to catch her breath. Tanya described every detail so precisely that it felt as if Alena were standing in the hotel room, secretly watching the two of them. It was all so arousing that Alena could literally feel it in her own body. None of the fanfics she had read before had ever turned her on this much. Maybe it was because she knew the author. Or because the scene had been written at her request. @tatiana_ember, 18:05: Have you read it? I feel like I described everything a bit too dryly. Change whatever you think is necessary. You’re great at conveying emotions. @alena_synthesis, 18:09: I came. To the end. Of reading. And it’s incredible! @tatiana_ember, 18:09: That serious? 😮😮 @alena_synthesis, 18:09: I don’t want to change a thing. It’s perfect. Thank you for changing the sentence about the torn shirt 🤭 I didn’t want it to sound so ambiguous. Are you sure you have no writing experience? It feels like I’m reading a fic straight off Ficbook. @tatiana_ember, 18:09: Not in writing. Maybe you should thank my experience with men 😅 If you want, I could write about women too 😉 Alena pulled her gaze away from the screen. Was Tanya flirting with her? “No way,” she muttered. “I’ve just been reading too much. Why would she flirt with me?” @alena_synthesis, 18:10: I think I could write about women myself. @tatiana_ember, 18:10: Alright then. When you do, make sure to send it to me. I’d love to get acquainted with your fantasies 😏 Alena pulled her eyes away from the screen. Was Tanya flirting with her? “No, come on,” she muttered. “I’ve just been reading too much. Why would she flirt with me?” Iriska yawned lazily and rolled over onto her other side. @tatiana_ember, 18:10: How’s your inspiration? Will you keep writing? @alena_synthesis, 18:10: Already am 😉 @tatiana_ember, 18:11: Don’t forget to send it to me. You are waiting for the next scene from me, right? Obviously. @alena_synthesis, 18:11: Then send it as soon as you’re done. Alena sprawled out on the couch, smiling with contentment. A couple of ideas really had come to her, and she was ready to keep creating. And she desperately wanted to continue chatting with Tanya. But about what? The only thing connecting them was the book. At least, their communication revolved solely around discussing it. Writing to her about something else felt strange to Alena. Over the next few days, she barely left her laptop. The moment she came home from work, she sat down to write. She didn’t tell Sanya about the new acquaintance, without quite understanding why. She really wanted to keep in touch with Tanya, so she picked up the pace, determined to push forward before the story reached another hot scene. @alena_synthesis, 20:35: Hi! Guess what? @tatiana_ember, 20:35: Hi 🤚 Finally decided to write to me? Alena felt embarrassed and blushed. That was… unexpected. @alena_synthesis, 20:35: You could say that. I’ve almost finished another chapter, and I’d be happy if you wrapped it up. @tatiana_ember, 20:35: I’ve already missed you 😉 You and your book. Alena swallowed nervously. @tatiana_ember, 20:36: Send it over. I’m ready to start reading right now. @alena_synthesis, 20:36: 📄 Book @tatiana_ember, 20:36: I hope I won’t have to read until late tonight this time? Though… I wouldn’t mind 😉 @tatiana_ember last seen recently @tatiana_ember, 20:51: I’m speechless. I love our boys even more now. ‘Are they already ours?’ Alena laughed, turning to Iriska. @tatiana_ember, 20:52: What do you want me to write this time? Now I want to peek into the dirty part of your fantasies. Alena did have ideas. But talking about them felt just as awkward as writing them down. @alena_synthesis, 20:52: Maybe this time Steven could take the initiative? @tatiana_ember, 20:52: Care to elaborate? Alena felt her cheeks heat up. @alena_synthesis, 20:52: Last time he didn’t really do much. @tatiana_ember, 20:53: And? @alena_synthesis, 20:53: Are you doing this on purpose? @tatiana_ember, 20:53: Doing what, exactly? @alena_synthesis, 20:53: You know I struggle with putting things into words. @tatiana_ember, 20:53: I’m not asking you to write the scene. Just tell me what you want. I’ll do anything you wish. Those words made Alena blush even harder. With every message, Tanya was leaving her more and more flustered. @alena_synthesis, 20:54: Let Steven call him over. @tatiana_ember, 20:54: Ooooh. @alena_synthesis, 20:54: He drags Dave into the room, and Dave is surprised by his confidence. @tatiana_ember, 20:54: Mmm. @alena_synthesis, 20:54: Pushes him onto the bed and goes down on him. Alena hit ‘Send’ and looked away from the screen. She couldn’t understand why she felt so shy. With Sanya, she could talk about this calmly, especially when her friend started critiquing her own suitors. @tatiana_ember, 20:55: Will Dave come? @alena_synthesis, 20:55: Not yet. He’ll pull Steven close just to kiss him, to thank him that way. Then he’ll strip him and start getting him ready. @tatiana_ember, 20:55: Rimming? Alena recoiled from the screen again, feeling her face flush. @tatiana_ember, 20:56: Just so you know, I’m talking about the book right now 🙊 @alena_synthesis, 20:56: Let’s hold off for now, otherwise there’ll be nothing left to describe later. @tatiana_ember, 20:56: You’re underestimating my imagination. Trust me, there’s plenty to work with.But got it—still keeping it chaste for now. We’ll blame it on Steven’s… trauma. @alena_synthesis, 20:56: 👍 @tatiana_ember, 20:56: I’ll send it over as soon as I write it. @tatiana_ember was recently online The chat with Tanya stirred strange feelings in Alena. They barely knew each other, yet Tanya treated her as if they’d been friends for years. And those messages… On the surface, they were about work, but every line carried a definite flirtation. It wasn’t that Alena hadn’t had heated chats with anyone before, but somehow this one felt different. She wanted to write back—to Tanya, about anything, not just the fanfic. But Tanya was probably busy crafting her scene, and interrupting wasn’t the best idea. Maybe later. For now, Alena had to return to her routine and finally tackle the household chores. Iriska watched in disbelief as her owner, seemingly possessed, wielded a dust cloth like a weapon. The vacuum was the final straw, and the cat grumbled herself onto a shelf, which now seemed equally unsafe. The phone screen lit up, but Alena didn’t notice it right away. @tatiana_ember, 21:49: Ready to come? 😏 Alena’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. @alena_synthesis, 22:05: Let’s say… yes. @tatiana_ember, 22:06: Here you go. @tatiana_ember, 22:06: 📄 Your Forbidden Fantasies Alena grabbed her laptop and opened the file, heart racing with anticipation. She thought nothing could possibly surprise her anymore—after all, she had come up with the plot herself. But every detail, every line of dialogue knocked her off her feet. Tanya was silent. Alena—silent too. She read through it again and felt that if she waited any longer, she’d already have her hand in her pants. She’d experienced plenty before, but this was something entirely new. Alena felt the sudden urge to share these latest curiosities with Sanya. Lately, she hadn’t heard a word from her. Her friend was wrapped up in a relationship with her boyfriend and spent all her free time with him. Alena didn’t mind—she had found her own head full of new adventures to occupy. @tatiana_ember, 22:18: Where did you disappear to? Don’t tell me you went off… to jerk off. Although… Go ahead, tell me. @alena_synthesis, 22:18: Sorry. @tatiana_ember, 22:18: ? @alena_synthesis, 22:19: I won’t tell. Just… got lost in reading. @tatiana_ember, 22:19: Lost in reading? 🤔 It’s only half a page. @alena_synthesis, 22:19: To really dive into the mood, I need to read it a few times. @tatiana_ember, 22:19: And what kind of mood is that? @alena_synthesis, 22:19: As my friend says… ‘hot, male-on-male action.’ @tatiana_ember, 22:19: And what do you do with that mood afterward? 😏 @alena_synthesis, 22:19: Use it in my chapters, of course. @tatiana_ember, 22:20: Uh-huh… Any ideas for the next chapter yet? @alena_synthesis, 22:20: Yep 🐈 I’ve already written the beginning. @tatiana_ember, 22:20: Don’t forget to send it to me when you finish 💬 And write more often, yeah? I’m missing you. Alena exhaled and shook her head. “Wow, this Tanya is going to drive me crazy with her way of putting things. Found myself a co-author on my own head.” Iriska meowed and hopped onto her lap. Alena promised to write more and ended the conversation. Her mind was too full—of things far beyond the book.