Phone sex - Billy Russo
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Kinktober prompt - Day 20 - Phone sex
Billy Russo x Reader
“Alright BlackBird, WhiteFox out.” You close the conversation, then you are about to hang up when you hear his frantic words to stop you. “Wait, wait, wait, don’t bail on me yet!”
“What is it? What’s wrong?” You ask in the same manner, he didn’t say anything before during your check up and update report session, so something must have happened now.
“I need to know what you’re wearing!” He’s teasing demand makes you groan and facepalm so loudly he can hear it on the line. Billy chuckles and you are about to give in to the sense of remaining at least somewhat professional and use the opportunity he’d given you and turn him down for good but you can’t say the words. Billy Russo with his insistent flirting, bad jokes, lethal anger management issues and with all his baggage charmed you enough through a year so you can’t walk away from the chance of turning this into something more.
•
He was flirting with you since you met, he does that, there’s nothing surprising in it, but what caught you off guard is that over time he got under your defences and he let you in almost as much as his chosen brother, Frank. Who was always in a good mood when you visited because he got to witness you making his best friend blush with your comebacks.
After a few months when you were having a really terrible day and Billy gave his usual self and started to come onto you, you reacted badly. It was never anything inappropriate and you were enjoying your little back and forth so you haven’t said anything to stop him. But that day you really felt you needed to be alone for a while and he found you in a bad mood so you snapped at him and asked why is he keep flirting with you when you’d given no indication that you liked it.
He looked at you, the smile fading from his face but he wasn’t insulted, he just dropped that always playful mask and let you see the real him as he studied you. It took you by surprise, leaving you completely vulnerable and out of your element. He was absolutely gorgeous on any day but in that moment he was mesmerisingly beautiful and real.
“You never said it bothers you, you seemed to like our game as much as I did. “ Billy lifted his hand to hold your cheek and brush his thumb against your skin. “If it does bother you, if I bother you, all you have to do is say so. Just tell me to stop and I’ll stop, however painful missing you will be. I never wanted to make you uncomfortable.”
It’s not fair, you thought, you can’t have him and he knows it. But you didn’t tell him to stop, so he smiled, it’s wasn’t like the other times, it was cute and boyish and real and it turned your lips up a little too.
He leaned in closer and you thought he was about to kiss you but he turned at the last second to gently press his lips to your other cheek. Before you could have said anything he stands up and tells you to think about it. That time he was the one who left you a blushing mess.
•
After a few seconds of silence he groans and kind of starts to beg you, first it’s encouraging then it really turns into cute pleading. “Come on, my little wild cat, live a little with me. What’s the worst that could happen?”
Like he doesn’t know. This could cost you your job and his rank. If you start a relationship, even if you manage to avoid all punishments you could never work together again, which means you wouldn’t see him for years and that is unacceptable. So you play your game and try to shoot him down without actually turning his offer off.
“Seriously? You want to have phone sex on a secured CIA line that I can only use for reporting and emergencies?” He can practically see you lift your eyebrow at him as you deliver your monotone reply.
“This is an emergency!” Billy starts and you can tell from his voice that even he can’t hold back his smile at this ridiculousness. “I’m dying here! Help me Cutie-One Bosslady, you are my only hope.”
His high pitched incorrect imitation makes you snort in a very unlady-like way and you huff out a laugh before responding. “Dork.”
You can’t believe you are thinking about this, but he takes your silence better this time, he imagines how you bite your lip as you are so close to giving in. Looking around at the people behind the glass walls of your office, you make sure nobody can hear you, then you decide to live a little, consequences be damned.
“Are you alone?” Billy can’t believe what he’s hearing, he sits up in his bed abruptly and asks a question of his own. “Seriously? You are in?”
“Hush and tell me if you are alone or not before I change my mind.” He chuckles at your command and answers like a good little soldier.
“Yes, ma’am.” Then he adds his Billyness with the next line. “I’m all by my lonesome.” You roll your eyes at this dramatic asshole you’ve grown to love.
“Then tell me, soldier-boy, what would you like to do to me right now.” He never heard you sound so sensual and it makes him hard. He groans and instead of answering he asks you a question again.
“Are you alone, you little tease?” You don’t know why he’s asking but you answer honestly. “If you mean alone in the room, then it’s a yes.”
“But…?” He asks again, but you interrupt him. “Why does it matter? I’m in my office alone but anyone can see that I’m using the phone that I’m not supposed to so I’d get to the point if I were you.”
“So fiery, kitten. Then tell me how’d you gonna handle the pent up frustration if we do this with you on display?” He’s so cocky you just want to punch him in his pretty face sometimes.
“I guess I’ll just have to sit here and work in my uncomfortably wet panties. That, if you can live up to the hype and get me there at all.” You know you shouldn’t push him, that never ends well because he is simply incapable of backing down from a challenge.
“Ah, now all I can think about is fucking you in that ridiculous room and showing everyone how good I can make you feel.” And he calls you a tease? Fucking asshole. Two can play this game.
“You think I’d let you?” Your sultry tone returns as you tease him and it makes him groan into your ear. “Are you touching yourself?”
“Yes. I’m thinking about that silver tongue of your on me.” He tries to explain, panting heavily as he works himself up.
“Just my tongue?” You purr to him in a low voice, helping him to live out the fantasy in more detail.
“I want your mouth on me.” It gets harder and harder for him to talk while he imagines what you would do to him.
“And I would want you to grab me by my hair and fuck my throat until I can swallow all your cum, leaving you weak in your knees.” It was diabolical, he thought, how easily you got him there and the infamous manwhore Billy Russo did nothing to win the challenge because he was really that weak for you.
“You are fucking killing me.” He is panting and tries to take control as he still moves his hand on painfully his hard cock. “I wouldn’t blow it that easy for the first time.”
“Why? You don’t have a second round in you? Where is that famous army stamina?” You chuckle, he can really bring out your evil side if this kind of back and forth goes on too long.
“Oh, kitten. For that, I will tie you up and have my way with you for all night long.” The thought makes you clench around nothing and you can feel yourself getting wet. You try to seem casual but there is a little weakness and yearning in your voice as you try to mock him.
“Promises, promises.” He huffs out a laugh before he goes into detail on how he plans to punish you.
“Hmm, I think I’d go very slow at first, maybe not even touching you yet, just taking my time admiring your naked body, then I would lean down, out of reach moving like I give in but leaning back up as you follow. And I think you would follow, you don’t have the patience to endure when someone turns the table and is teasing you for a change.” It’s you who’s breathing ruggedly now, while he talks confidently and you think he stopped pleasuring himself but then you hear him groan before he continues in a deeper voice.
“I want to taste you, I’d eat you out for hours until you beg me to stop but I wouldn’t fucking stop until you almost back out. I want you to drench me, to try to suffocate me with your thighs as you clench them around me when you come. And I would make you come, my love. Again and again and again.” You are too busy muffling your moan to understand what slipped out unintentionally and he panics a little waiting for your response.
“And then?” You ask almost whimpering in a whisper. The question makes Billy relax and he goes back to stroking himself as he speaks.
“Then? I would fuck you. I would fuck you bare so you would feel everything, even when I cum inside you. That would make you forget wanting to swallow it. I bet I wouldn’t even have to last long, I bet you would come from that feeling, the feeling of me shoving my cock completely inside you and stuffing you full until it drips down between us.” That makes you whimper almost loud enough to attract the concern of the people close to your door.
“Hmm, I knew you were kinky, baby girl. But don’t think for a second I would stop after the first round. I’d fuck you for the rest of the night and probably well into the morning. You would be so exhausted, we’d spend the whole day in bed because you couldn’t fucking walk anyway.” He’s close now, he grunts more and breathes more heavily. so you ask as you cross your legs to find some friction and feel that you are absolutely drenched.
“Are you close?” You whisper to him, not daring to raise your voice because you think you would moan too loudly this time.
“Ah, yes. I want to feel you. I want to come in you and bite into your soft skin to mark you up as mine.” Fucking asshole, he always knows how to have the last word. You almost come at the image, you bite your lip hard enough to draw blood before you whisper to him again.
“Then close your eyes and feel me, come for me.” That does him in and he buckles on the bed, almost feeling your tight pussy clench around him as he squeezes himself a little more firmly.
You stay on the line as you both pant into the phone, trying to calm down.
•
“I love you.” He says in a quiet, defeated way that breaks your heart.
“Oh, B. Why do we torture ourselves? This is not gonna end well and we both know it.” You are at the verge of tears now as you try to back out from the disaster of what the two of you would become, but he doesn’t let you run away again.
“That’s not what I expected for my confession.” His anger and disappointment causes the tears to slip and you try to hide your face by bending over your desk, which is dangerous because if someone walks in you will not be able to see them coming.
“I’m afraid to say it, okay!?” Your voice is still barely louder than a whisper but there is an edge to which he can’t place at first. “Do you really need me to? Don’t you know you melted my cold, dead heart and stole it completely?” You finish and take a shuddering breath as you try not to wail and give away just how messed up you’ve gotten in few seconds.
“Are you crying?” The thought makes his blood turn cold and you can hear that in his voice but you don’t lie to him anyway when you give your short reply. “Yes.”
“What are you afraid of?” He whispers to not to frighten you more, he feels helpless because you can hang up any second and shut him out before he can get to you and there is nothing he could do until his next leave.
“That I’ll lose you.” Your answer gives him relief because he knows how to convince you now.
“You won’t.” It’s so simple, so stubborn, so determined and so Billy that it makes you laugh a little.
“You can’t promise that.” You try to argue, knowing the rules and the dangers of his job, he really can’t.
“I can.” He states firmly, leaving no room for argument.
“Stubborn asshole.” You curse him, because you know you will never get rid of him now and that complicates things.
“And all yours.” You swear, you can hear his smirk and he knows you are rolling your eyes at him, so he continues to lighten the mood while also trying to make you acknowledge that this is more than just flirting or a crush that has no future. “No more teasing, baby girl. Next time I see you, you are all mine.”
“We’ll see.” With that, you hang up and send him a coded message of your next scheduled trip to him and it makes you smile as you dare to dream of a future with him.