Nothing. Just lay back and use your imagination. If you come, I’ll be sure to describe this step by step to Zhongli- choreograph what to do to you in my stead.
[Huaisang gives a little whine of wanting, sliding further down the couch and grinding his hips up against nothing.] That sounds so nice. I'm usually the one giving massages.
[Huaisang whines again, shuddering with want as he clasps his fingers around his cock and strokes it. As much as he likes the idea of being caught within Dorian's dirty talk, the reality of having no one present to dote upon him is not as fun. It reminds him of so many long years of loneliness.
That thought brings a whimper, tipping him out of the pleasant comfort of Dorian's words.] I can't bear to not be touched right now. I suppose I'm going to have to go find Zhongli sooner rather than later.
[ If Dorian weren't quite so used to denying himself pleasure, he might object. His own hand leaves his cock, having been rubbing the filling length of it beneath his bottoms. ]
Do you? [Huaisang's voice cracks a little, though Dorian can't see the sad smile or the way he blinks back tears.] I never have to touch myself alone anymore. Not since I arrived here.
I didn't expect it to bring back all the loneliness of... those years.
[He wouldn't make such a confession to anyone else. Not like this, so raw and vulnerable. If it were anyone else, Huaisang would pout just enough to be playful, fussing about being needy and wanting attention so as to gloss over the momentary crack in his frivolous veneer.]
I didn't realize, either. It surprised me. How long have I been here and yet never had the occasion to realize...
[It's not Dorian's fault, that's the point. Dorian couldn't have known how Huaisang would react because Huaisang also hadn't know how he was going to react.]
I'm sorry, darling. I didn't mean to ruin the mood for us both.
[He tips his head back, trying to blink away any threat of tears. He did ruin the mood, and he doubts Dorian wants to hear him being maudlin. He doesn't want to hear himself being maudlin, especially when he's already having trouble with being alone.]
Do you have ... well, someone to warm your bed tonight?
[Are you alone?, because Huaisang doesn't want to have ruined Dorian's mood and then leave him alone to deal with it.]
A shame my absence brought that about- it was never my intention to make you feel lonely.
[ His apology is implied, because he does feel responsible, but he's also not leaving to to keep Huaisang company and told him so early into their conversation.
Unfortunately, the mood has been killed, there's no doubt about that, but it's not something Dorian mourns. It's still nice to talk to the other man and it's not as though his intention with this conversation was phone sex in the first place. ]
That's alright. We can pick it back up at a later date.
[ Dorian doesn't sound upset in the slightest, gently concerned more than anything. ]
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[Huaisang's melodramatic pout is audible in his voice. So tragic. So chilly. Surely he will freeze to death.]
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[ “and desire,” but that’s implied in the trailing off of Dorian’s words. ]
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[ he hums, the sound amused and pleased with the whine he hears over the phone. ]
And I would make sure my slick fingers massage you nice and deep.
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That thought brings a whimper, tipping him out of the pleasant comfort of Dorian's words.] I can't bear to not be touched right now. I suppose I'm going to have to go find Zhongli sooner rather than later.
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I understand.
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I didn't expect it to bring back all the loneliness of... those years.
[He wouldn't make such a confession to anyone else. Not like this, so raw and vulnerable. If it were anyone else, Huaisang would pout just enough to be playful, fussing about being needy and wanting attention so as to gloss over the momentary crack in his frivolous veneer.]
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[ he can hear how sad Huaisang is and it throws him off. They were having such a good time, or so he thought. ]
I didn’t realize.
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[It's not Dorian's fault, that's the point. Dorian couldn't have known how Huaisang would react because Huaisang also hadn't know how he was going to react.]
I'm sorry, darling. I didn't mean to ruin the mood for us both.
[He tips his head back, trying to blink away any threat of tears. He did ruin the mood, and he doubts Dorian wants to hear him being maudlin. He doesn't want to hear himself being maudlin, especially when he's already having trouble with being alone.]
Do you have ... well, someone to warm your bed tonight?
[Are you alone?, because Huaisang doesn't want to have ruined Dorian's mood and then leave him alone to deal with it.]
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[ His apology is implied, because he does feel responsible, but he's also not leaving to to keep Huaisang company and told him so early into their conversation.
Unfortunately, the mood has been killed, there's no doubt about that, but it's not something Dorian mourns. It's still nice to talk to the other man and it's not as though his intention with this conversation was phone sex in the first place. ]
That's alright. We can pick it back up at a later date.
[ Dorian doesn't sound upset in the slightest, gently concerned more than anything. ]
I do, yes.
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I'll go find Zhongli.
Enjoy your evening, amatus.