For the sake of my diddly darn sanity, lets pretend that different time zones don't exist because I am in no mood to look up the time differences between Jon and Evan.

Also, I haven't made any progress because DeIiriousOwI demanded I take time off. Why? Well.. Recently, my dog Oreo has passed away. My entire daily routine has been thrown off and change makes my anxiety sky rocket. I'm also looking for a job. It's been a few days since I've updated any of my books because of it and you might be yelling at me because I never post anything but behind the scenes, I actually write a lot. (Ask fegrethryjhfng if you don't believe me)

So uh, boop my good boy's nose and carry on reading c':
Enjoy

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It was a very late hour and their eyelids were beginning to droop. Even then, Evan and Jonathan refused to get off the computer; too entranced to even move.

You got a lot of nerve calling me a bitch, Owlman

Evan snorted and typed away on Skype, smiling wide at their unrelenting argument about who-knows-what anymore.

Awe, is daddylirious angry~¿

Any other time of day, Evan would reconsider sending this. Hell, he would've erased it from his mind before typing it out, but due to how late they were staying up.. Evan wasn't completely behind the wheel.

Jonathan was shocked but very much on board with playing along. Sure, he was used to staying up very late, his insomnia granted him that ability, but that didn't mean he was any wiser than Evan at the moment. Though, his train of thought only had one direction right now and he was going to try and get them there; even if he would normally have a clear conscience.

You're being naughty, angel. Of course I'm going to be upset.

Evan shivered slightly and typed quickly, making sure he wasn't misspelling anything along the way.

Forgive me, daddy

Their exchanges were short, flirty and borderline dirty. If Evan set himself up on purpose or accidentally, Jon wasn't sure, but he was constantly giving Evan heart attacks with the way he used his words.

Would you like me to stop?

Evan chewed on his bottom lip. Was he going to play hard to get or was he going to let his desires push him to find out how far this could go?

Keep going, I like it

Very good answer, Princess. I'll be sure to make you use that line in bed.

Evan squeaked and his cock twitched in his pajamas. Delirious was doing a very good job of turning him on with words on a screen.

SALSKSJDHFGALSKDFJ

Jonathan chuckled. He was getting harder, just imagining what he could do to Evan and what he'd sound like. Then an idea came to him but it involved showing himself which made him groan and rub his face. Then again, he could just show his body, he thought as he looked down.

You know what I've always wanted to try?

What?

Skype sex

Evan blushed hard and his bottom lip was bruising under his teeth. Did Jonathan just insinuate that he wanted to have Skype sex? Wearily, he typed way, liking the idea more and more as he typed.

With me¿?

Of course (:

Would you want to try it?

Did I scare you with this?

I'm sorry, I'll go then. Didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, Ev ):

Calm your tits, Jon

I was getting.. Comfortable..

Oh?

HhHHhh

You want to try it then?

Evan licked his lips in thought before nodding to himself.

Call me in a few, daddy [;

Jonathan let out a pent up breath. He didn't think he'd get this far and he was honestly excited. He needed to make sure nothing reflective was anywhere in the room and he needed to take off his shirt.

Evan, on the other hand, took off his two piece pajamas and went for an oversized t-shirt and a light blue pair of boxers he absolutely adored. He panned the camera a bit lower and made sure he was going to be able to be in the entire shot before sitting patiently for the other man.

The familiar Skype ringtone startled Evan when it came on. Right as his mouse cursor hovered the answer button, he took a moment to realize that he was about to see Delirious.

Evan stared in awe, almost completely at a loss for words. On his screen was the chiseled chest of a man who was leaned back in his chair and was slowly palming himself through the material of his sweats. He had matching tribal tattoos around his biceps and another tribal tattoo under his collar bone. And even if Evan couldn't see the guy's face, he was sure of one thing: Jonathan was fucking hot.

"You-you aren't real.." Evan stuttered, disbelief clear in his voice. "Wave.."

Delirious smiled, wanting to chuckle at the younger male's awe and disbelief. He waved at the camera, loving how Evan tensed as he did.

"Oh my God.." Evan blushed and shyly looked away from the screen, feeling self conscious suddenly. "Let me hear you.."

Jonathan rolled his eyes with a big smile on his face, "don't believe me, baby boy?"

Evan tensed further, a submissive nature suddenly coming over him and causing him to bow his head and bite his lip. He peeked up at the screen with wide puppy eyes that had Jonathan melting.

"Sorry, daddy.."

Jonathan hummed in approval.

"What do you want me to do..?" Evan slowly asked, gaining a bit of confidence when he saw Jon's hand palm himself faster.

Jonathan paused his hand movement to think, "how about you take that shirt off for me? Nice and slow."

Evan nodded and inhaled a bit of air before standing and grabbing the hem of his shirt. A few words of encouragement went through his head and before he knew it, his eyes were focused on the camera lenses and his shirt was slowly inching up his body.

"Fuck.." Jonathan breathed, harder than he was before from the little show.

Despite his masculine body, Evan had swaying and careful movement that made him seem so elegant and seductive. Once the shirt was tossed off screen, Jonathan eyed the tent in his friend's boxers.

"You buy those especially for me?" Jonathan teased, smirking wide at the cute briefs Evan had on.

Evan blushed and pulled at the short lengthed boxers, "no.. I just like to feel comfortable and cute sometimes.."

Jonathan laughed a rich laugh that made Evan smile and feel braver than before.

"Can I see your face..?" Evan questioned, thumbing the elastic of his boxer briefs for added charm.

Delirious hummed, knowing full well Evan was going to bring that up at some point. "How about," he leaned forward, "you turn around and slip off those boxers for me, and when you turn back around, you'll know my answer."

Evan pouted and huffed, though after giving it some thought he figured that it was worth a shot. If he turned back around and didn't see Jon's face he'd be slightly disappointed but that wasn't going to stop their activity.

"Well?"

Evan hesitantly turned and thumbed the elastic of his boxers, taking a few moments before they slowly peeled off his ass and down his legs.

Jonathan lost his breath as he watched. He'd adjusted the camera just as Evan was facing the other way, so there he was, sitting on his rolling chair and palming his tent slowly while he bit his lip in desire.

"Bend over for me, princess," Jonathan whispered, grunting when Evan did as told and went as far as spreading his cheeks a bit further.

"Fuck, you're so sexy, baby."

Evan whined and wiggled his ass a bit making Jonathan squeeze himself harder, "can I turn around, Jon?"

Jonathan watched a few more seconds, "say please, angel."

Evan bit his bottom lip and shut his eyes, his hole clenched from the heat and arousal he was feeling from all this. If Jonathan could get him this fucking aroused through a screen, Evan couldn't possibly begin to imagine how fast he could come undone with Jonathan above and manhandling him.

"P-please, sir.. May I turn around..?"

Jonathan hummed, liking how submissive Evan had turned out, "go ahead, little one."

Evan slowly straightened up and turned, keeping his gaze on his keyboard as he sat down. He convinced himself to look up after a few seconds and it felt like the world stopped spinning for a while.

"Happy?" Jonathan chuckled, winking so sexily that Evan felt his cock twitch.

"I- you're.. You're H2O Delirious.." Evan whispered almost inaudibly.

Jonathan gave a soft laugh and nodded, "I am, and you must be my number one fan, right?"

Evan took a second before nodding, getting where Jonathan was taking this. "I-I've always wanted to meet you, sir."

Delirious grinned, "and what have you been wanting to meet me for? I'm sure a simple hug won't do."

Evan giggled and looked away like a shy fan girl would do, "It's not very appropriate.."

Jon leaned forward and raised a brow, "is that why you're naked and your cock is begging for attention?"

Evan whimpered and nodded, touching himself just as Jonathan leaned back and did the same.

"What's your name, cutie?"

"Evan."

"Well, Evan," Jon began, lowering his boxers until his cock sprang up and lay against his toned stomach. "Lucky for you, this is love at first sight."

Evan's breath shuddered at those words, maybe he wasn't supposed to take them seriously so he instead focused on the thick length that Jonathan slowly stroked.

"Be a good boy and spread those legs for me," Jonathan requested and Evan obeyed, adjusting himself so his lower back was on the seat while his calves were on the arm rests.

"Fuck, finger yourself, babe."

Evan moaned softly and nodded, moving his free hand between his legs and probing his puckered hole with a finger.

"God, you're so fucking sexy, angel. I can't wait to see you in person and ram myself inside you."

Evan moaned and his insides clenched around his three digits from the arousal. He opened his eyes and stared at Jonathan who was stroking himself faster. Evan picked up speed too, fingering himself faster and deeper while his other hand stroked his cock faster.

"F-fuck! Delirious, I need you inside me so bad.. Please.."

Jonathan groaned and stroked faster, letting his head fall back onto the seat from the pleasure and building heat in his gut.

"You want daddy that bad?" Jonathan growled, his free hand itching to wrap around Evan's neck.

Evan nodded and panted heavily, his body twitching and his erotic sounds getting louder from the dirty talk.

"Jonathan," Evan whimpered, "fuck, I need you so bad, daddy!"

Jonathan huffed and bit his bottom lip, holding back his need to orgasm to make this last longer. He couldn't get over the fucking fact that Evan was masturbating and making so many sweet sounds, his name mixed in with the lewd melodies.

"God, listen to that," Jonathan hissed, referring to the sounds that came from Evan's clenching hole.

"P-permission to cum, daddy?" Evan breathed, arching his back and speeding up his moments.

Jonathan groaned and nodded, "permission granted, princess."

Evan's hole clenched around his wet fingers and his cock spurted his warm seed all over his chest and stomach. Jonathan grunted as he watched Evan come undone with a shout of his name. It made the older male's guts clench and the wildfire spread until strings of warm semen coated his moving fist and some on his stomach.

Their breaths were ragged and their heads felt light but they smiled lazily at each other despite feeling faint.

"You should clean up, baby boy," Jon suggested, smiling fondly as he watched Evan's eyelids slowly close.

Evan groaned softly and remained unmoving for a few seconds. After some convincing, the boy shifted and sat properly. Picking up the discarded clothing from the floor, he used the boxers to clean himself up and settled for just wearing the large shirt.

Jonathan hummed, smiling softly as Evan sat at his chair and gave a sleepy smile, "you did very good, my little princess."

Evan blushed and giggled sleepily but said nothing, probably too tired to. Jonathan didn't mind though.

"Go to sleep, baby doll, I'll text you in the morning."

Evan hummed and rubbed his eyes sleepily. He let his hands fall to his thighs with a soft smack then nodded slightly, agreeing with Jon.

"Goodnight, then, precioso."

Evan smiled lazily, "goodnight, Delirious."

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