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Summary:

Tired from his work, Taion is excited when he gets a text from Eunie. Things quickly take a rather heated turn.

Notes:

I've got a skin on this fic. Orange for Taion, Green for Eunie.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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Taion slumps against his cot, palming his face as he groans from exhaustion. His internship at the Theosoir College has him being run rampant trying to keep the affairs of the students in order. Sometimes he wonders why he even took this job, even if it’s only temporary.

 

*ding*

 

A sound came from Taion’s phone, signaling a message. At least the people he knows helps keep his brain from completely failing on him. He checks to see was the one to send him the message, chuckling once he sees the name.

 

It was his favorite High Entia.

 

hey taion done with your thing yet

got smth t show ya

 

Luckily, I’m already done.

Eunie, is this something you would've shown me anyway if I answered no?

 

who knows im spontaneous

rmbr that tat i wanted

finally got it

ur the first im showin

 

Eunie is quick to send an image, letting Taion see just what she received. It is a design of a fourtune clover; Eunie’s love for the plant is well-known, and she had help from Taion and their friends in picking the design she wanted. There is just one caveat of the picture she sent, though.

 

The camera was pointed at Eunie’s cleavage, showing the fourtune tattoo is located on her right breast. Heat quickly rose in Taion’s face, embarrassed by her action but enjoying the picture she sent far more than he’s willing to admit to her. Taion starts tapping on the screen again to complain.

 

EUNIE!

You didn’t tell me that’s where you were getting it!

What even enspired you to do so?

*inspired

 

🤣🤣

smth pulled me in w/ the location

i had a feelin bout it

besides four eyes

dont act like ur not enjoyin what ur seein

 

Eunie has the ability, both a blessing and a curse for him, to see right through Taion when he’s conflicted about something. He can feel his heart beat faster in his chest. His apprehension at directly saying what she wants him to aside, he’s not sure if it would be a good id-

 

its been a while since weve last been together

ive missed ur touch

& i bet you missed mine

can we… talk a while

 

“Architect, damn you Eunie.” Taion grumbles. Different parts of his head are making conflicting demands: the rational part of his brain wants to tell Eunie to stop, while the emotional one is saying well, don’t you want to ‘relax’ with your girlfriend after an exhausting day? At least then you’ll get some enjoyment from your aches.

 

After much deliberation, he chooses to listen to the latter.

 

Are you alone as well?

 

There’s silence from the other end for a few moments. Taion’s hands shake in both anticipation and worry. What if she’s just messing with- (scratch that, she always is.)  Was he too forward, not enough? What if Eunie just leaves him without a response? He’s so out of his depth with this he wonders if he’s screwed up…

 

…until he sees the

 

knew ya couldnt resist

& yeah iam

all alone

just for you

 

Taion swallows as he tries to prepare himself for whatever she might be. He starts typing his next messages, hoping he’d at least be able to get some idea.

 

Is there anything you have in mind, Eunie?

 

woulda thought that pic was enough of a hint

 

Another photo gets sent his way, taken from above. Eunie’s laying on her back and presenting her still-covered curves. Her lack of bra is obvious from how gravity pulls her breasts apart. Only the bottom part of her face is visible, but the red tint in her cheeks shows her feelings through the image.

 

if ya were here now

what wouldya do

 

I would ask if you're having back problems from the lack of bra combined with your larger than average chest size.

 

course you would

ya big nerd

after that though

 

The bespectacled tactician began thinking up plans of what he would do for foreplay. Eunie doesn’t like it when he refers to their activities with military or strategy terms, but he couldn’t help it. It was in his nature. Thankfully, Taion comes up with something he has a feeling the High Entia will like.

 

The next course of action would be kissing you.

After we’ve had enough of that, I would give you a shoulder massage to help with the back problems.

Then, I’d massage your chest as well.

That is, if you wanted me too. 

 

cmon four eyes

course id want that

now send me one

cant be the only one sendin spicy pics

 

Taion briefly tries to think of something snarky for her request, but gives up before he sends it. Having to go to his mirror, Taion holds up the phone and, unzipping his sweater just enough for his core crystal to be visible, takes the photo and sends it. He hopes it's adequate enough for her.

 

u could do a bit better

still good but too tame

id still take my time to lick at ur crystal

from how u act it must be a big turnon

 

He can’t even properly fight back against her words because of its validity. The core was bizarrely an endogenous zone for him, even from its darker reasons for being part of him. Even then, Taion knows of a way of equalising this conversation: fight fire with fire. With a flurry of thumb movements-

 

You’re one to talk, Eunie.

All I have to do is touch your wings and you would melt against me.

Playing with them shatters your facade of snark.

 

eh

youd think that wouldn’t u

id hold u down

press myself against ur chest

grind against ya a little

 

When you do that, you will be at my mercy.

I’d have prime access to have my hands wander all over you.

You are rather ticklish, correct?

 

The Medic Gunner does not respond for a moment. Taion wonders if he made a mistake bringing that up. What could be swirling around in her mind is a dangerous thing, Taion had previously learned the hard way. He’s nearly about to start typing again before he sees Eunie’s next message.

 

u rly think id be taken out that easily?

i know all ur weaknesses

ALL the tricks with ur scarf

and more

 

Okay, Eunie, I will admit you tend to take charge more often than I do.

And, that I enjoy it when you do. 

 

see

was that so hard?

since uv been good

think a proper rewards in order

 

Eunie sends a third photo, one that makes Taion feel his blood actively rush elsewhere in his body: taken from her mirror, the top half of her jumpsuit is slid down to her waist, an arm over her bust both holding up and covering. Even when nothing’s showing yet, her teasing always blindsides him.

 

flkajs

You are rather bold, Eunie.

I

Yes, I wish I was there.

 

knew youd like it

now ya gotta pay me back

cant be the only one strippin down

let me see it taion

 

Taion swallows hard upon seeing Eunie’s demand. Laying down on his cot, the straining of his pants is obvious. Slowly, he pulls them down, his arousal struggling to be released. The chill he feels once it's free contrasts with the heat he’s feeling. It aches with need as he looks at Eunie’s photos.

 

He takes a photo of his erection standing straight up and waits for Eunie to respond. This is far from your character , he mentally berates himself. The image of the stoic tactician that’s built up around him can’t survive if this is what he does in his spare time. But it feels good.

 

🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤

it looks so tasty

if u were here id suck you dry

maybe wrap u in my tits

i know youd like that

 

Eunie.

You are aware, from that position, your wings would be right in my reach?

 

that wouldnt matter

not sure where this idea of the blowjob giver being not in control came from

cause id have u literally by the balls

 

Rather frustratingly, Taion could not refute her argument. The logistics of what she’s talking about make sense: any control the receiver may have could be instantly refuted with a well timed bi- just thinking that makes Taion wince. 

 

Still, he imagines Eunie making good on her promise. The devious look in her eyes as she drags her tongue around his erection before wrapping her lips around it and going all the way down…

 

I think that’s a worthwhile trade

 

fuck taion

all this talk

its drivin me insane

 

The next image Eunie sends makes Taion’s throat go dry: the camera pointed at her, her jumpsuit gone leaving her completely bare, legs spread revealing her vagina. Her face is fully visible this time, the hunger in her eyes evident. She’s holding a peace sign that nearly gets blocked out by her breasts.

 

look at what ya did to me

i need SOME relief

& i know you do 2

 

I cannot disagree.

These images you sent me

your messages

I need you badly.

 

start pumping ur hand on ur cock

think about how much this heal slut wants you

cause im doin the same

im rubbin my cunt 2 u

so sparkin wet

 

Her messages break Taion down enough that he can’t hold himself from touching himself any longer. Immediately he feels less tense as he starts stroking himself, a small bit of relief from Eunie’s (very much desired) torture. The flood of chemicals in his brain makes Taion lose focus for a moment, but he keeps stroking.

 

In his mind he imagines Eunie pumping her fingers within her depths. That she’s thinking of him while doing so makes his own masturbation feel even better. He wonders if she’s moaning loudly or quieting herself. If only he was there with her and not halfway across the world!

 

Are you 

being quiet or loud?

 

im bitin on my pillow

2 many nosy neighbors

u were hear though

id be as loud as u want

 

if only we could call right now.

Id probably get a noise complaint.

 

yeah

hearin ur voice would feel so good

bet ud really wanna hear me fappin

i really wish u could

 

Scrolling back to the images Eunie already sent gives Taion more fuel for his fantasy. He imagines himself pressing fingers within Eunie’s folds. Her voice cracking as he lathers her nipple with his tongue. Having her on top of him, grinding herself against him before she lowers herself onto his cock…

 

His fantasy gets broken by a notification ping: Eunie sent another photo of herself, and this one is rather surprising. Her legs are facing the ceiling, her feet crossed with each other. One detail he notices is her jumpsuit is still on, having her feet in those stirrups Eunie knows entices him. 

 

took this b4 i took off the jumpsuit

still surprised ur a feet guy

bet ud like 2 touch these as well

pervert

 

eunie please keep talking

 

y

ya like that?

 

Just how could he keep sending messages to her when his brain is starting to fail? His grammar has already failed to keep steady, and now he can barely keep a sentence together. His hand, lathered in his pre, is gliding across his length near-frictionless. His glasses nearly fall of his face, only worsening his situation.

 

you

youre so attractive

 

tell me y u think that

my big tits?

fat ass?

these feet?

maybe my eunie-centricities

 

yes

all of it

ca

can brly kep ty ing

 

HA

just keep readin my words

know i want u so fucking bad

wish it were ur fingers drivin me insane

 

please

cant stay coh

 

id want u to be surgical 

like u know evry single button 2 press 

probably do 

smart guy

gods i feel so damn close

clenchin so hard round my fingers

plz tell me ur near

 

barely feel like i can hold on any longer

 

do it 

cum for eunie 

let it all out 

cause im doin it for u 2

o i asjlkd

 

The tactician couldn’t hold himself back any longer and fired his seed in the air. The shots were forceful, clearly wanting to find their target even if so far away, before falling back onto his stomach. He still strokes himself through his orgasm, continuing to fire progressively weaker loads. All for Eunie…

 

As Taion lays back trying to catch his breath, Eunie sends another message. Taken from her visual perspective, her breasts spread apart as she lays on her back. Looking down her body, the explosion of arousal visible on her blanket shows just how much she came as well. 

 

SPARKS

hardest i cum since u left

u better send me ur aftermath

 

Taion takes the photo the same way Eunie did, and sends it over. He finds it slightly embarrassing he’s sending evidence of how much of a mess he’s made himself, but with Eunie being the target he can handle it better. That said, he finds the stickiness annoying. At least he’s got time to shower.

 

i wanna lick it all up

maybe youd return the favour?

nvm, course u would

 

As embarrassing as it is to admit, this was enjoyable.

Better than dealing with the students.

 

ah crud

gotta leave soon

promise me this

next time ur in colony 9

All

Fucking

Night

as loud as we can be

 

I find your terms acceptable.

I would recommend cleaning up before you leave, though.

 

alright

ill text when i can

ILY, bye

🧡💚🧡💚🧡💚🧡💚

 

Love you too.

Notes:

This was the other fic I was touched on in the summer. The texting-style of writing was a challenge for me, but I think it'd pretty good here.