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Reach Out And Touch	By : Amarin Category: DC Verse Comics > Teen Titans Views: 1945 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Reach Out And Touch

Ring!

Breath catching in his throat, Tim fumbled with and finally picked up the phone. He was so glad his Dad and Dana were out for the night. Then again, they’d planned this for a night when he’d be alone. “Hello?” he said, then swallowed hard. Was he crazy for doing this? Why he had he let himself be talked into this…

“Hey, baby,” the sultry sound of his lover answered. “What are you wearing?”

That’s why; even with his cheesy come-ons and stupid pet names, Kon’s voice was so…Kon made him crazy, and could talk him into almost anything. Especially if Tim wanted to be talked into it.

Even knowing how this was supposed to go, nervousness still mixed in with the arousal quickly building inside of Tim. “N-nothing at all,” he replied, then damned himself for stuttering. It wasn’t as if they hadn’t had sex before…

…just not over the phone. He’d always been able to see Kon before. See his reactions and gauge how he should respond.

Maybe…maybe he should respond how he wanted to. That was the whole point of this ‘exercise,’ wasn’t it? Want…

Kon chuckled over the line, and the throaty rumble sent shivers all up and down Tim’s spine. “Really? Nothing?” he asked, sounding honestly curious.

Tim frowned minutely. What was going on? Why was Kon deviating from the script? Kon knew he had– They’d agreed to–

“Not even a smile?” Kon asked, and Tim was so relieved that his lips actually did turn up a bit.

“Well, maybe just a little one,” Tim replied. Starting to get into the game, he added, “After all, while it’s always good to…hear from you…what do I have to be happy about?” He tried to inflect his voice with innuendo, but wasn’t entirely sure he’d succeeded. Talking dirty wasn’t something he’d ever had any training in; but for Kon, he’d try.

Another chuckle, almost an out-and-out laugh, and Kon said, “Well, maybe I can say something to make you feel…better. Get your…spirits…up.”

“Yeah?” Tim asked through a throat gone suddenly dry. He licked his lips and swallowed hard, shifting his hips and squirming a little. “Like what?”

“Well, why don’t you get comfortable first?” Kon suggested. Tim heard the sound of creaking coming across the line; presumably the bed as Kon did the same. “Settle back against the pillows, snuggle down in the sheets…”

Tim did as ‘ordered’ and found himself relaxing at the familiar feel of soft-brushed cotton against his naked skin, the sound of Kon’s beloved voice in his ear.

“…and spread your legs for me, baby. I want to see you.” This last was said with the same calm tone as everything else Kon had said, and Tim found his thighs parting almost before he’d heard the words. He flushed as he realized how exposed he must look – though not even Kon with his super-vision could see him – and fumbled with the phone at his ear, tucking it between his shoulder and the pillow. They could have used their Titans’ communicators for this, but neither of them had wanted to chance someone else listening in.

And this made it more real, more…normal, in a way.

“Are you hard for me, Tim?” Kon asked, voice low and seductive. It felt like Kon’s words were twining around his body, caressing him like his hands couldn’t.

Tim reflexively looked down at his burgeoning erection and nodded jerkily. “Y-yeah,” he said belatedly, once it occurred to him that even with his super-hearing, Kon would need him to actually say something.

“You want me to touch you,” Kon purred, and it was a statement of fact, not a question.

Tim always wanted Kon to touch him.

Trembling with the effort of holding back from doing just that, Tim gasped out, “God, yes. Touch me, Kon…please.”

“Anything you want,” Kon said, voice filled with promise. “I think I’ll start with your nipples. You like it when I bite them, don’t you, baby? Get them all nice and hard, just like your cock.”

Tim whimpered his answer, thumbs and forefingers twisting the light brown nubs just hard enough to send sparks of electricity down his spine – the same way Kon liked to do it. Kon loved playing with his nipples, toying with them, sucking on them and nipping them to hardness, driving him wild with the maddening sensation of want, wanting more.

“I think I’ll spend a long time on those,” Kon mused, and Tim heard the soft susurration of cloth, as if Kon was settling back in his own bed. “I like driving you crazy with want, but you always try and make me hurry through the foreplay, man.”

“I-I do?” Tim stuttered, biting off a moan as one vicious twist of his fingers caused his cock to jerk against his belly, drops of wetness sliding from the tip to pool in his navel. He scraped a nail across both brown nubs and crooned a moan.

“Mm-hm. You’re so gorgeous when you’re begging me to take you, to make you mine,” Kon said, matter-of-factly. Tim felt himself flush all over as Kon continued, “You’re the most perfect lover I’ve ever had; it’s hard to keep myself from giving you everything you want.”

“I want you,” Tim gasped out, and this time his following whimper was one of mixed mortification and anguish. He lied to everyone; his parents, Batman, his friends…but not Kon. However, he’d never used that amount of sheer honesty with his lover before. It was almost painful in its intensity.

Painfully good.

Kon was silent for a moment. “I want you too, Tim,” he said soberly. Then his voice deepened with lust and he said, “And right now, I want you to touch yourself for me. Touch yourself like I was watching you. Put on a show for me, baby. I want to see you come undone for me.”

Tim groaned low in his throat, almost a feral growl of lust. His left hand continued pinching his nipples, alternating between the two, while his right snaked down to encircle his hard cock in a loose grip. “H-how do you want me to?” he rasped, fighting not to get himself off. “Hard and fast or–”

“Slow and sweet, baby,” Kon answered. “I want you to drive yourself wild, until you’re screaming for me to let you come.”

Tim swallowed down a whimper and removed his hand from his cock to tug hard on his balls and keep himself from coming right then and there. He’d jerked off before, but never with Kon watching, or even just listening.

And it had never been this good. Kon had the most diabolic, tantalizing fingers; he could touch Tim in ways that really did drive him wild and crazy, make him want to scream for more. But his own hands had never been able to do the same…until now. With the addition of Kon’s voice.

Five minutes of Kon’s breathing in his ear and his own sweaty hands on his cock had Tim going mad from the sensations, so much so that he could barely think, let alone talk.

“Are you there yet, Tim? Ready to scream for me?” Kon purred.

Tim moaned and twisted his slick hand hard around his cock, the other hand clenching spasmodically in his sheets. “I…I…”

“Not yet, hmm? How about I help you, then,” Kon offered.

Tim nodded frantically, unable to say anything in response.

Kon apparently didn’t need to hear him say anything, thankfully. “Close your eyes,” he instructed Tim. Tim quickly followed suit, the lack of sight only intensifying the physical sensations.

“First I’ll kiss you until you can’t breathe,” Kon said, voice low and almost mesmerizing. “And then…then I’ll tease you, Tim. Stroke my fingers softly across your balls, and around the base of your cock.”

Tim whimpered as his hands followed Kon’s directions. He flicked the foreskin and rubbed the wet tip of his cock with a light, teasing thumb, moaning at the erotic words being whispered into his ear.

“Once you’re dripping, I’ll lick you clean, and then…then…” Kon kept him on the edge, tone of voice making promises that Tim wished Kon would just hurry up and deliver before he imploded. “Then I’ll suck you, hard, until you come for me, screaming.”

And with one final caress of his cock, Tim followed the script, coming with a choked yell, so caught up in the explosion of pleasure that he completely forgot that it was even okay to make that much noise. And not caring if it had been otherwise.

His breathing sounded loud and ragged in his suddenly hot and steamy room, and Tim couldn’t help the tiny whimpers that escaped his lips as the waves of orgasm rocketed through his body. His strokes turned slow and languid, almost petting his cock as he coaxed the last of his orgasm out of himself, lying in a limp puddle against the head of his bed.

“Oh, that sounded like it felt good, Tim,” Kon said, voice ragged with his own pent-up lust.

“Mm-hmm,” Tim agreed, blissful in the afterglow. He was feeling much more confident now that they’d pulled this off without it exploding in his face. So to speak. They definitely needed to have phone sex more often if it felt like that.

Tim grinned, lambent eyes sparkling with renewed interest. “So, what are you wearing…?” he inquired, dropping his voice into a sultry register.

Kon’s sharp intake of breath was music to Tim’s ears. “Nothing…but a smile.”
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