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She’s startled from her podcast as a FaceTime call pops up from Mateo. She answers, snuggling further into her bed. It’s not uncommon for them to FaceTime at night now, especially if they hadn’t hung out much after work. And they hadn’t earlier that night, it had been so chaotic during their shift, everyone was exhausted and had all simultaneously agreed to just go home and sleep.
Mateo’s face greets her with a smile. “Hey Vic,” His voice is grumbly and sleepy.
“Hey Mateo, did you just wake up?” She shuffles, smiling softly at the screen. He’s always cute when he’s sleepy.
“Yeah,” His hum echos through her AirPods and if she could bottle the sound up to hear that sleepy groan whenever she could, she would. “Didn’t talk to you much today, missed talking to you.”
He’s shirtless, like always and his other arm is bent behind his head. She’s noticed it’s his go to position when he FaceTimes her, and it takes everything from her not to drool over his muscles.
She smiles giddily. “I missed talking to you too. Thanks for calling,” She whispers.
Mateo’s grin fills her screen and she resists the urge to screenshot it. She shuffles around, pushing the blankets off her.
He freezes on the screen, then slowly asks, “Vic… are you… naked?” His voice husks out.
A flustered feeling overtakes Victoria. She realizes that her led lights are set to low, and while they’re bright enough to see her face, it’d be easy to miss the straps on her shoulders. The straps of her sheer babydoll dress that Mateo had bought for her.
But in her panic in assuring Mateo that no, she was not naked. She tilted her camera down to allow her body in the frame before she could think about it. “No! No, oh my god. No, I’m wearing my nightie.”
Her body frames the little corner of her phone. Through the sheer fabric of her nightie, her dark nipples are visible, as well as the smooth skin of her stomach. Her lacy white underwear popped out from under the sheer fabric, cutting high onto her hips.
She squirms, rubbing her legs together and without meaning to, her breast also jostle. She can’t believe that she’s essentially flashing Mateo. But she doesn’t pan the camera up, his intense gaze giving her the confidence to keep the camera there.
“Is that,” His voice comes out lower and he gulps. “The one I bought you? The white one, with the pink bows?”
She hums and nods. Her hand slowly trails up her body, grazing her nipples to the two bows that line the strap. “Yeah,” She keeps thumbing the bows. “I’ve been wearing it to bed lately, it’s just… so comfortable.”
His breathing gets heavier as he bites his lip, and Victoria can feel her nipples hardening. She decides to get a little bolder and part her legs, causing the fabric to slip up to her hips and show the lace of her underwear.
A low groan comes through the phone. “It looks good on you Vic. Fuck, it looks great on you, baby.”
A small whimper escapes her mouth at the pet name. It’s the first time he’s called her anything other than ‘Vic’ and ‘Hon’. She bites her lips as she feels the lace pressing against her core getting wet. “Thank you Mateo,” She gasps out lightly. “Thanks for buying it for me, too.”
His eyes flash when she breathes out his name, they’re dark as they travel over the screen. The phone jostles as he moves the hand he had braced behind his head down to disappear below the camera. “You’re very welcome, Victoria.” Those muscles of his arm start tensing up. “Thanks for showing me how pretty it looks on you, Hon.”
She tries to swallow back her whimper at the praise and compliments, but a tiny mewl escapes. A light grunt comes from his end, and she’s hit with the realization that he might be… touching himself. She doesn’t think he’s actively jerking off since the phone isn’t jostling too much or the muscles of his arm aren’t moving too much. But he’s definitely palming himself or something of that nature.
She gently traces her fingertips from the bows back down her body, brushing her nipples again down the path to her hips. She thumbs the sheer fabric that frames her hips. The slick from her core grows and she feels more on edge. She’s masturbated before and never felt this turned on before. Just one dark look from him and she’s wet.
“This is one of my favorites,” She whispers, trailing over the lace of her panties now.
“Yeah?” He doesn’t even blink, his eyes are lidded now and his breathing is heavier. “What other ones are your favorite?”
She hums, feeling confident at how he’s responding to her. “The pink lace bodysuit that you snuck in my bag, the one with the roses.”
“I knew you would love that one,” He breathes out. “Knew it would look so fucking pretty on you.”
“I wear it under my scrubs sometimes at work.” She admits, eager to see his reaction.
His jaw clenches and his arm moves just once. “Yeah? You show anybody it yet?”
She smiles, catching onto a bit of jealousy from him. “No,” She whispers, taking her hand away from the fabric completely. She raises her arm over her head, arching her back slightly. “I wear it just for me.”
He grins. “Good girl,” He whispers and she lets out a whimper at the praise. His grin widens as a deep breath escapes him. He brings his hand back up to tuck under his head. He squeezes his eyes like he’s trying to control himself. “Tell me another one you like.”
She tilts her head, biting her lips. “The green set, with the pink lace details. It’s the most comfortable and…” She looks away, unsure if she should admit the next one.
He clocks her hesitation right away. “Don’t get all shy on me now, baby. Tell me.”
“Fuck,” She mutters as it feels like she’s soaking through her underwear at the pet name. She closes her thighs to try to get some relief, rubbing them together.
A groan comes from him, his eyes locked on the lower part of his screen. He’s biting his lips hard and his grin turns filthy as it becomes apparent what she’s doing.
“I- I like the crotchless body suit, the purple one with the ruffles on the sides. It makes me feel- feel sexy.” She rolls her lips together as she slowly moves the camera up to no longer show her thighs. She’s rubbing and tensing them so much, it feels too much to show him.
He doesn’t complain, just grins lazily at her. “Bet you look real sexy in it, too. Have you worn that one to work yet?”
Sharp jolts of pleasure ring through her at the feeling of the fabric rubbing her nipples with every breath she takes. “O-once. But I got too turned when I was wearing it, so I changed halfway through shift.”
“You got turned on by just wearing it?” His voice sounds like he’s in awe.
“Yeah,” She breathes out. “It’s such a taboo thing to wear under my scrubs and the feeling of the two strings digging into my pussy with every step I took was just… too much.”
He coos at her. “Oh, you were overstimulated, huh?” His voice is low and teasing, and it’s going right to her core. “Made you wanna go lock yourself into a stall and rub yourself until you came?”
She gasps and hums at his dirty words. Her eyes flash up to his, how did they get here from a simple phone call because they missed talking to each other.
“Did you?” He lowers his voice.
“What?”
“Did you find an empty room or stall and rub yourself until you came?” He grins at her gasp.
“N-no. We-we were too busy.”
He hums. “Do you… want to now?”
She stares wide eyed at the screen, her mouth slightly agape, she feels so off kilter right now. But she trusts Mateo, so slowly, she nods.
“What do you do, hon? What do you do to get yourself off?”
“I- I rub my clit.” She gasps out.
“Nothing else?”
“No,” She frowns in confusion.
He hums, biting his lips. His eyes drag down the screen again and she realizes that her nipples were still on display the whole time.
“Can you try something new for me?” He asks softly. “Only if you want to, hon. No pressure.” She nods, eager to hear what he has to say.
He smiles sweetly at her. “We’re going to hang up first, and you’ll take your time getting yourself off. Cause I can see you need it, hon. But when you are, I want you to rub those pretty nipples for me, Vic. I think you’ll like it.”
She rolls her lips in between her teeth as she becomes more aware of her nipples more than ever. “What- what will you do when we hang up?” She needs to know if he’s just as affected as she is.
He flips the camera around, and the view of his tented boxers fill the screen. His hand comes down to squeeze at it just before the camera flips back on him. His brows are scrunched as he groans. “I’m going to take care of this. Let me know how it was rubbing your pussy and nipples when you’re done, Vic.” He grins lazily at her.
“Okay,” She squeaks out.
He nods at her, breathing heavily before they both turn off their screens.
Victoria immediately reaches down underneath her panties to rub at her clit. She scoops some of the slick up to coat her clit, rubbing it slowly in circle motions.
She remembers Mateo’s request to rub her nipples, so she slowly moves her other hand to rub at one over the sheer fabric. The feeling is unlike anything she’s felt before and she just feels so sensitive from it.
It almost feels too sensitive and she debates stopping, but she trusts Mateo and has a feeling she’ll enjoy the end product. So, she keeps alternating between her nipples, rubbing at them. Then she pinches slightly at one and her whole body jolts. Fuck, that felt good.
She almost wishes she had his voice in her ear, guiding her along but even she knows that’s crossing the careful boundaries they set. Even tonight’s face time blurred those lines and that’s why they hung up. Masturbating together on screen would’ve just been… complicated.
But this… knowing that he’s also touching himself at the same time she is, it’s enough to keep her going. She quickens her pace on her clit and switches between pinches and rubs on her nipples.
She gasps as she feels the extra pressure against her core from playing with her nipples, it feels unreal and she’s soaring higher than she’s ever gone before.
She rubs harder on her clit and twists a nipple, imaging that it’s Mateo on top of her playing with her nipples and abusing her clit. The recollection of him calling her ‘Good girl’ in that low voice of his is what sends her over the edge. She feels her slick soak through her panties and stream down her thighs as she shakes from her orgasm. She takes heaving gasps as she continues slowly rubbing her clit, her other hand just squeezing her breast, prolonging her aftershocks.
She slowly removes her hands from her body, feeling so blissed out that she could fall asleep. But then her phone buzzes next to her and she remembers she was supposed to text Mateo.
Human Utah
Fuck, that was the hardest I’ve ever come
God, you don’t know what you do to me, Vic.
How are you?
Victoria
Feeling so blissed out
Never came like that before
I’m so soaked it’s unreal
Human Utah
Yeah? You liked rubbing those nipples?
Victoria
Can’t believe I never did before
Thanks for the tip, Mateo
Best advice ever, really
Human Utah
Fuck, glad I could help, hon
Clean yourself up and get some beauty sleep
Victoria
Nah, I think I’ll fall asleep like this
Human Utah
All messy and sticky?
Victoria
Yeah. I’d like to wake up with a reminder of tonight
of what your advice did to me
Human Utah
Fuck, that’s hot
Sleep well, baby