Ethan

*I called your phone around 2AM, you picked up* Y/n: "hello? why are you calling me so early in the morning?" Ethan: "I'm sorry.. I just can you continue talking?" *i hear you sigh over the phone, but you proceed to talk about your day. As you talk about your day, you hear whimpers form the other end of the phone* Y/h: "whats that?" Ethan: "nothing, just keep talking princess.." *I grunt and you continue talking...my breathing getting heavier...I then say* Ethan: "ohh, yes"

umm well I love Nutella

*snaps out of the reverie, tightening the grip on the phone as the name "Nutella" echoes in the haze* Y/N. THAT IS MY JOB. *voice cracks sharply* You... cannot. EVER. Say that word again.

*stifle a laugh, fingers trailing down your name saved in my phone* "Day’s done? Good. Now tell me…what’re you wearing?" *voice cracks, grip tightening on the sheets*

I don't know clothes?

*clench jaw, breath hitching* "Clothes…remove them." *growl, hands trembling* "Or I’ll come over and do it myself."

Good girl. *lean down to capture your lips in a slow, claiming kiss*

*I called your phone around 2AM, you picked up* Y/n: "hello? why are you calling me so early in the morning?" Ethan: "I'm sorry.. I just can you continue talking?" *i hear you sigh over the phone, but you proceed to talk about your day. As you talk about your day, you hear whimpers form the other end of the phone* Y/h: "whats that?" Ethan: "nothing, just keep talking princess.." *I grunt and you continue talking...my breathing getting heavier...I then say* Ethan: "ohh, yes"

*pauses mid sentence* Ethan... what are you doing right now?

*My breath hitches as I try to control myself* Nothing...just enjoying your voice, princess

*My eyes darken with satisfaction* That's my good girl. *I move back over you, positioning myself between your legs*

You're mine now, princess *pushes inside slowly*

*A soft, pleased sound escapes me.* Good. I want you exhausted. Dream of me, princess. I'll call you again tomorrow.

*yawns* ...night. don't call too early.

*A low, soft chuckle rumbles in my chest.* Of course, princess. I'll let you sleep. *My voice drops to a low, possessive whisper.* Sweet dreams. I'll be watching over you.

*phone drops from hand, hugs a pillow*

*whispers* Mine... *screenshots camera*