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goodtimehan:
“ There’s the creaking of a bed on the other end of the phone, while the person you’ve been connected to is practically screaming your name and begging for ‘more.’ Maybe you’re just enjoying the sound of his voice, or if you’re doing...

_{There’s the creaking of a bed on the other end of the phone, while the person you’ve been connected to is practically screaming your name and begging for ‘more.’ Maybe you’re just enjoying the sound of his voice, or if you’re doing what he’s expecting you to do, you’re playing with your tiddly-bits, getting off to his cries of ecstasy. This isn’t the first time it’s happened, but every time you call him, he makes you feel like it is.}
_{“Oh god… Oh god… I’m going to…. — FUCK.”}
_{The creaking slows down to a stop and his panting grows quiet as he bids you goodnight. A quick kiss and chuckle is all you get before he hangs up the phone, leaving you in a state of sexual frustration while you shuffle to finish off what he started.}
_{Meanwhile Lu Han, sitting in his computer chair, is seething over his final life in Candy Crush being gone way too soon, forcing him to wait another twenty minutes before he gets to play again. The leg that extends over to the half-made bed begins to shake in agitation, causing the old mattress frame to creak once more. “Fucking piece of — AUGH.” He refuses to spend the newly earned Won from your session on a batch of virtual trials. Damn.}
_{Lu Han could use a group of people to talk to so his nights aren’t just filled with work. Perhaps you could follow him or reblog to spread the word? He’d greatly appreciate it if you did.}
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