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1-800-SEXHOTLINE

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summary: after boredom consumes you one night, you come face-to-face with an old gift you received as a joke due to your lack of relationships— a calling card for a sex hotline. after getting the confidence to click the call button, you’re met with an australian operator who captivates you.

WARNINGS: 18+ content, smut with plot, phone sex, guided masturbation, praise kink, use of good girl, dirty talk, mentions of sex work, inexperienced reader.

wc: 4.9k

a/n: GOD, this took a good few days to write. i’m super happy with how this turned out, and tempted to do another part to this. please comment or leave an ask in my inbox to let me know your thoughts!

boredom. that’s what got you to where you are now. sitting at the desk in your bedroom, you stared at the dull-coloured card you had been oh-so graciously gifted during last year’s secret santa.

you weren’t exactly known for your positive relationship experiences— in fact, you were known for the lack of them. you had been on dates, messed around with a few guys here and there. none of them ever really had a spark with you, hence them being one night stands. it was an inside joke in the group, how cripplingly single you were, how badly your friends wanted you to finally get a boyfriend, and get laid.

that’s how you ended up with the burgundy calling card during last year’s christmas event. it was a joke gift, of course, just a small item on the side of your real gift. everyone found it hilarious when you showed them, and you couldn’t deny you found it funny yourself. and you kept it, obviously. it was a gift, albeit a joke gift, but a gift nonetheless. it had memories attached to it, of the last night you and your friends had all met up together.

twisting the card between your fingers, you found yourself more and more tempted to call it, and not as a joke. you had found it hilarious when you first received it, but now sitting alone in your quiet room, the idea didn’t seem so far-fetched.

there was a nervous flutter in your stomach, a mix of anxiety and excitement. you’d never really thought of yourself as the type of person to engage in something like this. sure, you’d had a few nights with select guys, but they were few and far between— never quite like the experiences you had hoped for. the idea of venturing into something so taboo, only made it more arousing.

you reached over to grab your phone with your other hand, unlocking it before clicking on the ‘phone’ app. your eyes returned to the caller card, brushing your thumb over the raised numbers. it would be easy— just a call. if it got too weird or awkward, then you could hang up— problem solved. nobody had to find out.

inhaling deeply, you tapped onto the keypad and input the numbers from the calling card. your finger hovered over the call button, eyes flickering between the card and your phone, starting to reconsider. but before you could let yourself overthink it, you slammed your finger on the call key.

the phone immediately started to ring.

your breath hitched as the ringing echoed in your ear, the sound louder than expected and catching you off guard. each ring seemed to stretch on— getting longer each time the sound repeated which only filled you with nerves and anticipation. you started to wonder if this was a mistake. why was he taking so long to answer? maybe it was sign? you should hang up, right? you started to move the phone away from your ear, ready to call it a night when suddenly—

the ringing stopped, and was interrupted by a click.

“hello?” the voice purred, making you freeze. “who do i have the pleasure of speaking to tonight?”

your mind went blank, unsure on what to do. all you could think about was the low, sultry voice on the other end of the phone, twinged with an australian accent that sent a pulse of arousal straight to your core.

you heard a low chuckle on the other end of the line, followed by the creak of a bed, as if the person on the other end was fixing his position, clearly waiting for your response.

“don’t make me talk to myself, sweetheart,” the voice teased, though there was a firm edge to his tone.

your eyes widened at how his voice went from playful to more commanding in an instant, and it caused a hot flush to billow into your cheeks.

“i— sorry, i’m here,” you forced out, your voice was merely a whisper, betraying your nerves. you heard a small hum on the other end of the line in response.

“that’s alright darling. first time?” he asks, voice smooth and understanding, though a hint of curiosity tied into it.

you hesitated momentarily before nodding, then internally slapping yourself for nodding on a phone call. “yeah, it is,” you admitted, voice starting to tremble a little again.

“thought so. i knew i’d remember a voice as nice as yours, beautiful accent you’ve got— from the five whole words i’ve heard so far,” he teased, and you could hear the smirk on his face. you found yourself rolling your eyes with a smile, his playfulness momentarily easing your nerves.

“thank— thank you?” you let out, more of a questioning tone than an appreciative one which you cursed yourself for. though, the chuckle coming from the phone made it worth it.

“of course. now sweetheart, can i have your name? can be a pet name if you’d prefer, or a fake name,” he explained, tone gentle yet insistent.

you hesitated for a moment, weighing the pros and cons of each option before settling on telling him your real name.

your name falls naturally from his lips, followed by a contented hum. “pretty name,” he complimented, “my name’s daniel,” he added. hearing his name softly uttered from your lips earned a smile from daniel, loving the sound of your voice already.

“now that we’re properly introduced,” daniel begins, the sound of his bed creaking faintly as he shifts positions, “are you in bed sweetheart? or are you somewhere else.. on the sofa, perhaps?” he trails off, allowing you to correct him if need be.

“i’m— i’m at my desk, actually,” you stutter out, still unbelievably nervous about the whole thing. “is that okay?” you quickly added on, a wave of anxiety washing over you at the thought of embarrassing yourself during this.

a soft laugh escaped daniel’s lips, and you felt yourself cringe, cheeks heating up rapidly. it wasn’t harsh, but still it was embarrassing nonetheless. “at your desk, huh? that’s cute,” he teases gently, the smile evident in his voice. “a little too formal for what we’re doing, though. why don’t you move yourself to the bed, yeah?” he suggested, though it came with a hint of command, making it clear he was expecting you to follow his lead.

“okay, i’m moving now,” you muttered to him, swivelling round on your chair as you stood up, using your foot to push the chair back into place before walking over to the bed, lying down and adjusting your position to ensure you were comfortable before letting him know you followed his command.

“that’s a good girl,” he praised softly, and you couldn’t stop the small gasp from escaping your lips, which only made another laugh emerge from him. “oh, did someone like that? a fan of praise, are we?” he asked you, wanting to know more about you before you began.

you managed a small ‘mhm’ for him, but he only tutted in softly. “well, i’m a fan of people using their words for me,” he said, a hint of condescension in his voice. “verbal confirmation and all. so sweetheart, can you do that for me?”

you gulped and licked your lips at his words, mixed along with the low, dominant tone of his voice. “yes, i’m a fan of praise,” you let out, the embarrassment evident in your voice.

“aww, don’t sound so embarrassed, darling,” daniel cooed, “i need to know this about you, i need to know what i can do to make you feel good.”

you nodded to yourself, muttering a small “thank you”, so quiet it was almost inaudible.

daniel let the moment linger, before letting his tone dip back into a playful territory again. “you know, i’m trying to picture you right now. but it’s a little hard,” he started, making you frown slightly as you waited for him to continue. “what’re you wearing right now.. could you tell me, sweetheart?”

the question caught you a little off guard, sending a shiver down your spine. you felt yourself flush, what he asked along with the playful yet sultry tone of his voice captivated you. you hesitated momentarily, glancing down at what you were wearing, as if you were seeing it through daniel’s own eyes.

“just— just a t-shirt and shorts,“ you told him, your voice still shy. “nothing special.”

daniel let out another approving hum, which set your nerves alight. “i disagree, sometimes the simplest things can be the most appealing,” he teased. “the shirt.. is it baggy on you, or does it fit your body just right?”

you swallowed thickly, suddenly hyper-aware of how the fabric hugged your body. “yeah.. its a little snug on me,” you murmured, feeling the tension soak the air.

daniel’s voice dropped lower, sounding a little more serious. “why don’t you describe it for me? tell me exactly how it fits on you.”

you hesitated initially, eyes scanning over your body and gathering your thoughts. the commanding tone in his voice left little room for refusal. “uh, well…” you stammered, voice wavering. “it’s a little tight— not suffocatingly so, but it fits tightly to my chest, clings around my waist.. you can see the outline of my curves.”

daniel bit his lip as you spoke, the vivid image you painted stirring a growing arousal within him. unable to stop himself, daniel felt his hand slowly wandering into his grey shorts, starting to gently stroke his clothed cock at your words.

“mm, that sounds like a sight i’d enjoy seeing,” daniel tells you, and you hear a small groan escape him. you can’t deny it sends a shot or arousal through you, and you want to hear more. getting a little more confident, you continue to tell him about what you’re wearing.

“sometimes when i stretch, the shirt rides up, and some of my skin shows,” you started, your free hand fiddling with the hem of the shirt, pulling it up a little as you played out the actions you were telling him. “and when i bend over, sometimes the cleavage gets a little more exposed too,” you continue, your hand trailing up to your shirt as you tug on the collar lightly.

daniel exhaled deeply through his nose, eyes screwed shut as he squeezed cock through his boxers, another groan of pleasure escaping him. “fuck, sweetheart,” he breathed, voice thick with desire.

daniel honestly couldn’t believe how turned on he was at the moment. usually, daniel was one to fake his actions and arousal during these calls, as none of his clients ever really done it for him. but you.. you were different. and daniel loved it, and craved for more.

the noises daniel was making over the phone were enough to make the pool of heat in your stomach continue to grow. you squeezed your legs together as you heard him groan, biting your own lip to stop yourself from moaning. you knew you shouldn’t have though— he’s meant to hear you, hear you’re enjoying it. yet, you still didn’t know when to let go.

your thoughts were interrupted when you heard daniel murmur “sweetheart”, his voice thick with desire. “i want you to do something for me now,” he paused, allowing the weight of his words settle in the air. “i want you to start touching yourself for me, but i’m going to be the one guiding you through it. you’re only allowed to do what i say, understand?”

you swallowed hard, the command in his voice found straight to your core. “i—i understand,” you stuttered, heart starting to beat faster in your chest. this was really happening, you were really doing this.

“good,” daniel told you. “now, slip your hand under your shirt for me, just like i would if i was there with you,” he started to instruct, and you moved your left hand under your shirt, listening to him. “start slow— trace your fingers over your skin, let yourself relax into it.”

you didn’t realise this would make you so nervous. the gesture was nothing to sexual, but because someone was guiding you, it made you hyper-aware, and it made this simple something feel so much better.

“you done that for me, darling?” daniel asked, licking his lips as he heard your soft breaths over the phone. his fingers stroked at his clothed cock, eyes closed as he imagined you, trailing your hands along yourself, moving them higher and higher.

when you told him you were doing as you were told, he let out a low hum. “good girl,” he praised, and smirked at the whine that escaped you. “now, move that hand up higher for me, right ‘til you reach your tits.”

you didn’t even hesitate to follow daniel’s command, slowly moving your hand up your body. “let your fingers trace the curves, and just imagine it’s me touching you,” he muttered, and you closed your eyes as you sighed, imagining daniel was the one touching your chest.

“now squeeze them for me, sweetheart,” he told you, and you done as he said. you let out a gasp when you squeezed, the contact of your hand against your now-hardened nipple sending a shot of arousal through you. “fuck,” daniel moaned, instantly squeezing his cock as he heard the noise you let you. “your little gasps sound amazing. can’t wait ‘til you’re moaning out just for me,” he panted, biting his lip as another groan erupted from his throat.

“please—“ you whined, continuing to alter between squeezing your breast, and running your finger along it. you were pleading for two reasons; following daniel’s rules and only allowing yourself to do as he says, but also wanting to follow his request later, moaning just for him.

daniel seemed to understand, and who was he to deny what you wanted? “now, i want you to drag your thumb up to your nipple, and brush over it— nice and slowly,” he told you the next steps, and you followed his words. he heard the small gasp escape your lips before another string of whines left your mouth. “tell me how it feels, sweetheart.

you bit your lip, trying to suppress a moan as you went to answer him, continuing to run the rough pad of your thumb over the hardened peak. “it— fuck, it feels incredible,” you panted out to him, continuing to rub your thumb over it— slowly, just like daniel wanted.

“aww, are you trying to hold back those pretty sounds from me, baby?” he cooed at you, moving to position the phone between his shoulder and ear, his hands desperately trying to pull his shorts and boxers down, allowing his erect cock to break free from the confines. he lifted the phone back up with his hand afterwards, his right hand slowly running his nimble fingers along the base. “don’t do that, i want to hear them— all of them,” he breathed heavily down the phone.

you done just as daniel said, allowing your moans to escape your mouth as you continued to tease your breast. the sounds were music to daniel’s ears, containing to stroke his cock painstakingly slow. “now, pinch it for me sweetheart, just like you would if you were teasing yourself,” he commanded, and you done just as he said. the loud choke that escaped you was enough to make daniel moan himself, his fingers slowly picking up the pace as he teased himself.

“fuck, you sound so sexy,” daniel groaned, evidently affected by your response. “keep toying about with it, baby. feel every sensation, embrace it and how good it makes you feel,” he mumbled, pausing to lick his lips. “..and when you’re ready, i want you to slide your free hand down to where you’re aching for me.”

you let out a small hum, moving your phone to your shoulder to settle your ear against it, before moving your right hand just to the waistband of your shorts.

“good girl,” daniel softly praised, enjoying the control he had over you. “now, i want you to move your hand into your panties for me, but don’t touch yourself yet. just feel the warmth there, and how wet you are for me.”

your breath hitched at his words before doing exactly as he told you, slipping your hand beneath your panties. your fingers brushed against the heated skin, feeling some of your wetness against your fingertips. the anticipation for what was to come was almost overwhelming, your body attuned to his every word.

“i— i’ve done it,” you stuttered out, a small whine escaping your lips as you continued toy with your hardened nipple, waiting for daniel’s next move. daniel was more focused on himself at the moment, his grip on his cock tightening, before releasing; never allowing himself the full pressure he needed. licking his lips once more, he allowed his hand to move to the tip of his cock before running the thumb over the head, eliciting a small moan from himself.

“fuck, sweetheart,” daniel let out lowly, the mix of toying with himself and guiding you through this was sending shivers of pleasure through him. “i can imagine how wet you are right now, so close to where you want to be touched.. but not quite yet. you’re going to be patient for me, aren’t you? like the good girl you are?” daniel asked her, awaiting her response.

he smirked as he heard her whine, and it only grew when he heard her obey and listen to him, muttering a “yes, i—i’ll be patient,” out for him.

your fingers shakily hovered over where you craved to be touched. you wanted to just do it, but daniel had captivated you. you couldn’t disobey his commands, so you listened and held your hand still, waiting for him to continue talking to you.

“good, good,” he sighed shakily, wrapping his hand around his cock now as he slowly started to move it up and down his shaft. “now continuing on from earlier, tell me what you like, baby. what turns you on?” he asked you, eagerly wanting to know what he could do to make you feel good.

he heard your breath hitch on the other end of the line, and licked his lips before another smirk took over his face. “come on, darling,” daniel continued, his tone dripping with desire and curiosity. “i need you to tell me, so i can make you feel so good, hm?”

“i like.. i like being told what to do, someone else being in charge of me,” you admitted, eyes shut as you fought with the urges to get yourself off. you heard daniel chuckle lowly on the other end of the line, and it sent a pulse of pleasure to your pussy.

“ohh, so this whole time i’ve already been on the right path? good, that’s perfect,” he let out, happy to have been on the right track already. “do you like it when you’re made to wait until you’re absolutely desperate for your release, darling?” he asks, wanting to hear you continue to talk about what you like.

“s-sometimes,” you tell him, biting your lip harshly at his voice alone; how low it is, how each word turns you on even more. “sometimes it’s too much, though,” you admit, and you hear him let out a hum.

“that’s okay, sweetheart. i won’t make you wait too long.. this time,” he whispers to you, and you shiver at how he says the last two words, his voice dropping even lower. “you’ve been so good for me tonight, i couldn’t dare hold you from your orgasm for too long, not tonight,” he finishes, and you feel yourself get excited as he’s talking like there’s going to be a next time.

“thank you,” you mumble, mind racing with thoughts about there being more experiences with daniel, and it only makes you more aroused.

“i was thinking, you seem like you’d be a fan of dirty talk, would i be correct to assume that sweetheart?” daniel’s curiosity gets the better of him, wanting to know if dirty talk does it for you, seeing as it was his forte.

“yes,” you breathed out heavily, your fingers hovering torturously close to your core. “i love when someone talks dirty— especially when it’s mixed with praise, fuck,” you pant, the thought of daniel mixing praise and dirty talk for you was something you now ached for.

“ahhh, the praise coming back into play too,” daniel sighed, nodding his head to himself. “well, it’s just as well you’ve been a good girl, isn’t it? i have all the reason to praise you,” he told you, revelling in the moan you let out at his words.

“i think it’s time we let you get what you called for, isn’t it? you’ve been amazing this call, i think it’s time i guide you to an orgasm, darling,” daniel said, starting to pump his shaft at a steady pace, allowing himself to enjoy it a little more now.

“please, i need it,” you whine to him, your fingers millimetres away from your clit, dying for permission.

“alright sweetheart,” daniel started, and your fingers inched closer and closer, before he continued on, “i don’t want you touching your clit yet: just let your fingers glide over your lips, feel how slick and wet you are.”

you hesitated for just moment before you following his lead, your breath catching as your fingers made contact with your own arousal. the heat and desire between your legs could only be described as overwhelming, and the slickness only served as evidence.

daniel’s voice came out as a low rumble, “can you feel how wet you are? that’s all for me, isn’t it? all that wetness, all that need— it’s because of my words, and how i’m making you feel, hm?”

a soft moan escaped your lips at his words, your body aching for more. “yes, daniel,” you whispered, voice trembling with desire. “it’s all for you.”

“that’s a good girl,” he praised you, sending a shot of pleasure down your spine. “now sweetheart, i want you to dip your fingers into yourself, just a little. feel how tight you are, and how much your body is craving to be filled.”

you obeyed his commands with no hesitation, your fingers slipping inside just enough to feel wetness. the sensation was euphoric, and you couldn’t help but moan loudly, your body desperate for release.

“fuck, darling,” daniel raggedly breathed out, his hand starting to move faster, gripping his cock with urgency. “i wish i could see you right now, see how beautiful you look, filling yourself up with your fingers, desperate for even more.”

his words made your pulse quicken, your hips starting to buck into your hand as your need became unbearable. “please daniel,” you whispered, unsure what you were begging for, only knowing that you needed more.

“i bet those fingers of yours feel good, but it’s nothing compared to what you really want, is it?” daniel throatily groaned, voice thick with lust. “tell me, what is it you want instead?”

“you daniel— fuck, i want you to fill me up,” you whined loudly down the phone, hips rutting against your own hand now, chasing what you needed so badly.

daniel growled down the phone, his breath becoming ragged as he eyed his own cock, watching the pre-cum leaking from the tip, moving his thumb up to toy with it momentarily. “fuck, that’s a good girl. you’d want me to stretch you open, huh? fucking that tight pussy, feel me filling you so deep.”

your body responded to his words, your arousal surging as you imagined just exactly he was describing. “yes daniel,” you moaned, your fingers plunging deeper into yourself as you imagined it was him, his thick cock stretching you open.

“god, i’d love to see you like that,” he continued on, pausing to catch his breath momentarily. “your pretty pussy so wet and ready for me, begging to be fucked. i’d fill you up so good sweetheart, make you come on my cock over and over again,” he explained to you, the imagery caused you to let out what could only be described as a pornographic moan.

daniel’s ragged breath was all you could hear for a while, as you were both focusing on yourselves. you continued to buck into your own hand, trying to move your fingers impossibly deeper into yourself. daniel on the other end of the line, moved his hand to the underside of his cock, stroking the more sensitive area as he edged himself closer to his own orgasm.

“you’re doing so well, i can hear how desperate you are,” he purred, voice dripping with lust. “i need you to speed up your fingers for me just a little faster, alright? imagine it’s me, pushing you right to the edge,” he encouraged you on, knowing you’d follow his command.

your own breath quickened as you done exactly as he said, moving with increased urgency. the pleasure was mounting, every movement sending another wave of pleasure throughout your desperate body. “fuck, yes daniel— fuck,” you stammered, gasping as you felt yourself getting closer.

“good girl,” daniel praised you again, his voice smooth and seductive. “feel every inch of yourself, the pressure that’s building inside you. think about how good it’s going to feel when you finally come,” he continued to explain, fingers moving back to the tip of his cock as they danced over the sensitive head.

“i’m— i’m so close, daniel,” you whimpered out to him, trembling at the feeling that was overtaking your body.

“just a little bit more sweetheart,” daniel encouraged, his voice firm. “i want you to let go for me, when you feel yourself on the brink of the orgasm— let yourself go. i’m right here with you,” he spoke out to you, guiding you.

his words sent a jolt of excitement through you, and it was pushing you even closer to the edge. “daniel, i—“ you started, but the intensity of the pleasure only made you cut yourself off with a gasp.

“let it happen, baby,” daniel urged, squeezing his own cock rightly as his eyes screwed shut. “let go and come with me, i want to hear every sound, let me hear you.”

with that last final push, you surrendered yourself to the overwhelming pressure, your body shuddering as you came, waves of ecstasy crashing over you. your moans filled the room.

daniel’s own grunts and groans could be heard from the other end of the line, and with one final thrust of his hand, he reached his own orgasm. his cock was throbbing with each wave of his orgasm. a stream of his hot, thick cum coated his hand, dripping down it as he continued to jerk off his cock to milk himself dry.

as the waves of pleasure started to subside, your body fell limp on your bed as you panted heavily. your eyes were shut, and all you were focusing on was daniel’s own noises of pleasure.

“you did so well, darling,” daniel whispered softly to you, and a lazy smile overtook your face. “how was that for you, hm? was i good for your first time at this?” he asked, genuinely curious.

you chuckled breathlessly before replying to him. “that was— that was fantastic, danny,” you let him know, daniel smiling at you calling him ‘danny’. “i would never have expected to have this good of a time, thank you for tonight,” you surrendered, shifting your body as your eyes started to droop of tiredness.

daniel could tell you were getting ready to end the call, but he couldn’t let you go yet. “hey, i don’t usually do this, but i’m going to take note of your number and put it in my phone,” he explained, before clarifying, “my personal phone, to be specific.”

your eyes shot open, and your mouth dropped open slightly. “what— you’re serious?” you asked him, surprised to hear him say such a thing. daniel let out an affirming hum.

“if that’s alright with you, sweetheart?” he asked you softly, and it shocked you a little at how he broke his character, his voice softer than usual.

“of course it is, i’m just.. surprised, is all,” you chuckled to yourself, shaking your head. “it’s not everyday that a sex hotline operator notes your number down, y’know?”

daniel laughed in return at your words, sighing softly afterwards. “you should know, that’s the first time i’ve ever actually came on one of these calls,” he admitted to you, and you felt your cheeks darken at his admission.

there was a little small-talk before you finally felt yourself get too tired, and daniel could tell. “hey, you head to bed now, alright sweetheart?” he told you softly, yet there was a firm tone to his voice too.

you hummed in return, not bothering to even try fight it. “i will, danny. thank you, and goodnight, sleep well,” you wished him a goodnight, and daniel smiled to himself.

“you too, darling. i’ll see you soon.”

Winter Captures the Night by EranFowler

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things i learned about tighnari via his story lines: (for character study purposes!)

he's extremely sensitive to heat: he visited the desert once as a child and got a heatstroke just after a few minutes of entering the area

the reason why he visited the desert was because child tighnari found out his race came from the desert, so he asked his father to take him to his heritage

he used to wonder why other people don't have ears and tails

he also used to hug his tail while reading books as a child

the glass he wears as a necklace was a magnifying glass given to him by his mother (a paleontologist). he used it around the forest as a child but now that he's older he wears it as a reminder.

tighnari was so well-liked and demanded by everyone that cyno got suspicious of him for academic corruption and forming alliances (cyno practically stalked him)

tighnari is infamous for his long lectures when someone does sometimes stupid in the forest

but his long lectures are also a part of his belief that knowledge should be shared (and not restricted, which is why he left the akademiya)

he joined the forest watchers for the very idealistic dream of making a difference for the environment (after getting sick of arrogant scholars)

only to find out they kind of suck. so he had to work to make his dream a reality, and practically took over and built a better system

everyone calls him general watchleader behind his back but he thinks it's too high a position for him (besides, there's no such thing as a general watchleader and he believes they're trying to copy their own version of general mahamatra)

tighnari is very similar to candace in terms of hospitality; people leaving the village would find that everything they needed for the travel had already been arranged and ready

No thoughts, just Laurent giving Esteban cheek kisses 😭💜

crying sobbing throwing up every time i think of them i fall to my knees in despair