Sorry it's taking my so long to upload! I keep forgetting to upload it here! On my DA account I'm on chapter 19! xD
This is the best bit so far though xD
Edward looked over at Jon: the man was lying on the sofa, drenched in rapidly cooling sweat, his cock still out and his shirt still pulled up to his collar, snoring lightly as he slept.
Hi Harvey…
Edward couldn't stop himself from twitching, his breath was still jumping and now the lump in his throat was even larger.
It seemed to lessen when Harvey's name appeared on his phone.
Dent: Hi, you alright?
Edward sighed, smiling, his muscles starting to loosen.
I'm fine :3 You?
He started to relax in his chair, draping his arm over one arm of the leather chair and resting his feet on the other.
Dent: I'm good. What you up to?
Relaxing, just dealt with Jon's man-urges *rolls eyes*
Eddie looked over at Jon again, then into the kitchen. He wondered if he should risk waking Jon and make himself a hot chocolate.
Dent: Oh… right… There's a new ep of Apprentice on 7, you watchin'?
Edward picked up the remote, and turned the channel to 7, muting the sound and putting the subtitles on.
Yeah. Did Marie go last time?
He sat and watched the programme, looking over sporadically at Jon to see if he were stirring.
Dent: Nah, Don.
WHAT?! But I liked him!
Edward frowned and shook his head, the judges on that show knew nothing…
Dent: Why? He was an arse!
Yeah, but he had nice hair…
There was a minute or so before Harvey's next text, during which Edward silently watched the tv, and continued debating in his head if he should make a hot chocolate.
Screw it, he'd risk it.
He got to his feet and tiptoed past his boyfriend, hoping that the man wouldn't suddenly outstretch a hand and grab his leg or something.
He put the kettle on, and shushed the hissing noise it made while he scooped chocolate powder into his cup.
Dent: Have you thought about what happened today?
Edward smiled to himself, and felt the lump in his throat lessen moreso and felt himself blush deeply.
It's all I've thought about.
He poured the boiling water into the cup and stirred the milky-brown liquid.
Dent: Even while dealing with Jon's 'man-urges'? xD
Edward stifled a laugh.
…Maybe… (;
The next text came under 10 seconds later.
Dent: Really?
Yeah
Edward swallowed hard, unable to stop his racing pulse.
Is that a bad thing?
He took a sip of his drink, waiting for Harvey's next text. He felt his heart skip when he saw Harvey's name glowing on the screen again.
Dent:No
Just 'No'? What did that mean?
What? You like that I was thinking of you?
Edward smiled and sipped his drink, thinking the question would stump Harvey for a little while, and being completely surprised when the phone buzzed 2 seconds later.
Dent: Yes (;
Eddie smirked to himself.
Really? Why?
He tried to swallow his smile, but he couldn't, it stayed stuck to his face.
Dent: I dunno… (:
It turns you on doesn't it!? (;
Eddie looked over at Jon, he still hadn't stirred. Maybe he should wake him and take him to bed?
Dent: You turn me on.
Edward couldn't stop a small chuckle coming from his lips. He forced a hand to his mouth to stifle it.
Yeah? How so?
He tiptoed back through the living-room with his drink, and sat himself on his chair, taking care to be as quiet as he could.
Dent: I like that you associate me with that kind of pleasure.
Edward bit his lip slightly, he could still taste Harvey's lips on them, even though they had been tainted by Jon.
You like that I think of you while being touched?
Edward could feel his pulse quickening slightly, thumping hard in his throat.
Dent: Yes.
Edward exhaled deeply.
You like that I think of you while I touch myself?
Edward changed the channel on the TV again, looking for something comedic to watch before bed.
Dent: Eddie stop it, you're gunna make me hard xD
Maybe that's what I'm trying to do (;
Edward's heart was thumping in his throat. This… was this bad? Was this cheating?
Was he about to cheat on Jon?
He swallowed hard, remembering how good the kiss had felt, imagining how good everything else would be. Could be.
Dent: I hope it is.
Would it make you hard if I said I was texting you while touching myself?
Edward lowered his hand to his boxers; he didn't want to lie after all.
Dent: It has…
Good, it's true (;
Edward gripped himself, beginning to run his hand over his length.
Dent: Really?
Yes.
He gave his length a few hard strokes.
Dent: I am too.
Edward's heart jumped, did a full backflip in his chest.
And thinking of me?
Edward shifted on his chair so he had better access to himself.
Dent: Of course.
Edward smiled, letting images of Harvey fill his mind; of him sitting in his own chair, in the same position Edward was, with his own hand in his own boxers, stroking himself just as Edward was.
I'm thinking of you thinking of me.
Perhaps Harvey's hand movements would even match his own…
The mere thought made him harder, his face felt like it was on fire, he continued moving his hand.
Dent: Call me, I want to hear you.
Edward gulped a mouthful of air, his throat growing dry.
He raised himself to his feet, and moved silently from the room, into the bedroom, and he locked the door behind him, just in case.
He dialled Harvey's number.
"Harvey," Edward whispered quietly as he sat on his bed.
" Hi… " Harvey's voice came breathy, almost panting down the phone. The sound made a flood of ecstasy shudder over Edward's body.
"You're touching yourself?" Edward asked even though he knew Harvey was.
" Yeah ," the reply whispered, Edward could hear the tension in his voice. His hand immediately dropped and he started pumping quickly at his own length, he let out a small moan into the phone.
Harvey moaned loudly, " Yes… E-Edward… Tell me w-what you're thinking of. "
"You," Edward half-moaned, his eyes slipping closed, pressing the phone hard to his ear so he wouldn't miss a single sound.
" Doing what? "
Edward could hear Harvey's hand moving, and tried to time his movements so they matched.
He let himself imagine; if Harvey were with him, Harvey's hand in place of his own.
"T-Touching me."
He swallowed and continued pumping himself, listening to Harvey moaning gently into his ear.
Harvey's breath hitched, obviously he had liked what he'd heard, " Yes… "
Edward groaned at the word, his head buzzing, "Harvey, you feel so good…"
Harvey let out a long grunt, " Imagine me inside you. "
Edward moaned, his touch firming, he leant back on the bed, "Ah, yes…"
" M-Me kissing your neck. "
Edward let out another moan, his eyes squeezed shut, holding onto the image.
Simply imagining Harvey doing it was better than Jon doing it in reality.
" Moving o-over you… " Harvey's words finished with a loud groan.
Edward tipped his head back, pushing it into the covers.
He could almost smell the larger man, feel him over him, in him.
It was Harvey's hand running over his length, not his own. Edward was causing those moans and grunts to come from the larger man, "Oh, god… Harvey…"
" Yes, " Harvey almost screeched down the phone, Edward could hear his hand moving fast, and moved his own in time.
Edward gasped down the phone, making small joy-filled noises, he could hear that Harvey was close. He himself was too, if he kept pace he was sure they would come synchronously. "Harvey, I-I'm close… I."
Harvey let out a tortured moan, " Yes, Edward, I can f-feel it… "
Edward could hear Harvey's breath quickening, hitching, he could hear him gasping through pleasure. He was returning the noises, the pants and gasps, he could feel the tension growing to breaking point in his stomach and he knew that Harvey felt the same.
Harvey growled deeply, the growl turning into a fettering scream as he reached his peak.
Edward's breath stuttered and the gently moans grew painfully loud, he knew he could wake Jon, but he didn't care, he wanted Harvey.
God he wanted Harvey.
He gritted his teeth and let out a last stifled grunt as he came into his hand.
He lay still, panting into the phone, listening to Harvey pant back, the smile on his face was so wide, so true. This moment wasn't perfect but he didn't want it to end.
He wasn't with Harvey, it hadn't been Harvey touching him, but, regardless… he felt so happy.
He lifted his head suddenly as he heard a loud cough come from downstairs.
He held the phone to his ear again, savouring the metaphorical closeness the two of them had just shared, and feeling a weight fall on him with the prospect of the words that were about to leave him.
"Harvey… I have to go."
" Oh ," Harvey said, sounding a little shocked at the suddenness of it, " O-ok. "
"I'm sorry," Edward said quietly, hanging up the phone before Harvey could say anything else, feeling that lump come into his throat again.
He unlocked the door and took himself downstairs.
Jon was still laying on the sofa, still sound asleep.
Edward looked down at the phone in his hand, as he did, the screen lit up again.
Dent: I want to see you again. Soon. 3
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