Such Nights as This
pairing: roddy piper x f!reader
word count: 1759
warnings: mutual masturbation, phone sex, use of sex toys, daddy kink
the title is from the Roman poet Propertius describing his beloved: "while I live I am hers, hers will I be in death. But if she grants till then such nights as this to me, a single year would be a long life's span; and if she gives them often, I would never die: one night like this could make a man a god!"
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When your phone rang, you didn’t hesitate for a second to answer it, knowing it would be Roddy. “Well, hello there.”
“Hey gorgeous.” His already-raspy voice was hoarse after a lengthy promo that night, and the sound swirled through your body. “How you doing tonight?”
You laid back on the bed to relax while talking. He had only been gone two days, but ever since you had moved in together and had gotten used to always having him around, his absences were all the more frustrating. The two of you caught up on everything that had happened since your last conversation (just last night), your work day and his show a couple hours earlier.
“Babe, listen,” Roddy began, his voice deepening a touch. “I really miss you, you know that?”
“I know. I miss you a lot too. It won’t be much longer, though. It’s a short trip.”
“Yeah yeah. You know, I actually got my own room this time.”
“Yeah? That’s awesome. You don’t have to deal with anyone throwing pillows at you when you snore!”
“Ha ha, funny. But I can also do what I want. All by myself. As much as I want…”
“Roddy, you slut,” you jokingly chastised him. “With all that freedom I’m surprised you’re wasting your time talking to me.”
He lightly chuckled before continuing. “Listen, I want you to do something for me. It’s not what you think.” You paused, knowing he had more to say. “I mean, it kind of is what you think, but something else first.”
“Just tell me what it is, babe.” You couldn’t help smiling to yourself in anticipation.
“The dresser in our room. Go take a look in the bottom drawer, under the sweaters.”
What the hell did he have planned? Why did he want you to dig through a drawer? You sighed dramatically as you got up. “What am I looking for?”
“You’ll know when you see it. Trust me.” And he was right. Exactly where he had said, under the sweaters, was a small box, about half the size of a shoebox, with your name written on it in his scrawl.
“Roddy… what is this?”
“Just open it, baby.”
You did as instructed, and a small chuckle escaped your lips. You hadn’t known what you expected to find in the box, but in hindsight you probably should’ve expected the sex toy that now rested in your hands. “Jesus, Roddy, you got me a vibrator? And hid it from me?”
He scoffed. “Like I don’t know about your other one. This one’s for us.”
“For us? So you want me to use it on you?”
“Eh, let’s think about that some other time. Right now I want you to use it on yourself. I made sure it’s already charged.”
“Right now? Should… should I hang up?”
“Don’t ask silly questions, baby. I want to hear every little whimper you make once you turn that thing on. I’m already rock hard thinkin about it.”
You let out a shaky breath and blinked quickly to clear your mind. Some tiny part of your brain felt nervous about the idea of using a sex toy while someone else was listening, even if that someone else was the love of your life. But some greater part of your brain smothered that thought, because you really really wanted to do this. “Alright. Do you have a specific plan for me?”
“Hmm… well you definitely should take all your clothes off. Not just your pants; everything.” As he spoke, you did what he instructed, setting the phone on speaker mode so you’d have both hands free. “Make sure you pile up the pillows and get yourself all nice and comfy.”
“What about you? Are you all nice and comfy too?”
“Of course. I’ve had my dick in my hand this whole time, just thinking about you all naked for me. Play with your nipples, pinch them a little. Do that little thing I do that you like so much.”
You knew what he meant, and you closed your eyes to imagine it was Roddy working you over instead of your own hands. As he continued his directions, you found it increasingly difficult to resist grabbing the vibrator, but you knew that the wait would be worth it. Even being in a different city, he had you obeying his every word, completely wrapped around his finger. Exactly the way you liked it.
“Alright, princess, how about you spread those gorgeous thighs for me? Don’t do anything yet, just spread ‘em. Good girl. Now just slide one finger in, and tell me how wet you are.”
“Mmm... so wet.”
“Yeah? Good. Taste yourself for me. Lick yourself off that finger and tell me how you taste.”
You moaned as you followed his command. “Tastes so good, Roddy. I wish you were here to taste it for yourself.”
Through the speaker you heard him sharply inhale. “Fuck, me too. When I get back I’m gonna make up for all this lost time. You got your special new toy ready?”
“Mmhmm.” You didn’t trust your voice; you were too caught up in the moment to be coherent.
“Good girl. Now you can turn it on, just to the first setting.” A low buzzing sound filled the room. “Nice, baby, that’s it. Go ahead and put it on that pretty pussy. Right around your clit.”
“Oh fuck.” The words were out before you realized it. For such an average-sized toy, it certainly had some power to it. This is just the first setting? you thought to yourself.
Roddy’s breathing sounded shaky already. “Don’t cum without me, babe,” you admonished him.
“Wouldn’t dream of it. I just… you sound so good, my beautiful girl. I can picture you lying there on our bed, all soaking wet for me, playing with your clit and pretending it’s me. I know you look so fucking hot like that, baby.”
His words made you whimper. The vibrator felt great, but nothing felt as right as Roddy. “You still touching yourself?” you asked, suspecting you knew the answer already.
“Had to take a break.” He let out a breathy chuckle. “Hearing my girl had me almost ready to cum all over myself. Keep going - move it around, see how it feels on every part of your pussy, tell me about it.”
One hand was still on your breast, and you kept it there while you slowly traced the vibrator along your folds, pausing to press it to your entrance. The tease of penetration combined with the vibrating silicone drew a deep moan from you as your words failed.
“Oh I like that sound. You put it in a little bit, didn’t you?” You wordlessly agreed. “Good girl. Why don’t you work it in a little more? I bet that vibration feels so good inside you.”
All sorts of salacious utterances spilled from your lips as you slid the toy into your dripping pussy, feeling every sensation that it offered you. “Babe… please…”
“What do you need, baby? Tell me.”
Truthfully, you didn’t even know what you were pleading for. “I just need you, baby, I need you to fuck me.”
“I will soon, as soon as I can. You know that. Can you do something for me?”
“Anything.”
“Click the little button on that toy. Put it up to the next level.”
Although you weren’t thrusting or really moving it at all, the added intensity set you on edge. “Fuck, oh fuck, I’m so… oh my god it feels so good.”
“Good, I like hearing that.” You could tell from his quavering tone that he had taken himself in hand again, softly groaning as he spoke. “Take the vibrator out.”
You nearly froze in surprise. “What? Why?”
“Just do it.” You did. “Here’s what you’re going to do now. You’re going to use it on your clit, drive yourself insane, okay baby? And you’re gonna use your fingers inside to make yourself feel even better. Start with two fingers. Can you do that for me?”
Your own voice trembled as you responded. “Yes, daddy.”
Fuck. You hadn’t meant to say that. It had slipped out two or three times before, and you knew he was into it, but it still felt like a new and unfamiliar step.
“Oh fuck, sweetheart. I need to hear you say it again.”
This time you spoke with more confidence. “Yes, daddy.”
“God, you better be fucking yourself right now, because I’m not gonna make it much longer, hearing that. You doing what I said?”
“Mmhmm.”
“Good girl. Three fingers now, okay? Three fingers for daddy.”
There were no words to describe the moan you uttered when he said that. You quickly obeyed, easily sliding a third finger into your drenched hole. With your free hand, you positioned the vibrator directly on your clit, letting it send shivering currents through your overly sensitive body.
“You sound so sexy, baby. I’m getting so close.” You noted the changes in his breath, and knew he wasn’t exaggerating. “Get yourself there for me, I want you to cum with me.”
“I’m… fuck I’m so close. Please.” You were all but panting into the speaker at this point, desperate for release but wanting to time it perfectly with him.
“Good girl. Make yourself cum, baby, cum for me. Cum for daddy.” He was barely able to pronounce the final word, he was so close to the precipice.
Hearing Roddy call himself daddy once more was all you needed. You cried out all manner of unholy things as an intense orgasm slammed into you. “Oh fuck daddy, I’m coming for you, fuck-”
A hoarse groan on the other end of the phone let you know that he too had reached his peak. “That’s it, baby, I’m coming for you too. I’m… fuck yeah… oh my god…”
For the next moment, the only sounds were laborious breathing and weak whimpers as you both rode out the waves of pleasure, thinking only of each other. You blindly reached out for the vibrator you had dropped in the heat of the moment, making sure to switch it off.
“I fucking love you so much, baby,” Roddy breathed into the phone. “I really do.”
“I love you too.”
He laughed suddenly. “Best purchase ever. It felt good?”
“So fucking good,” you answered honestly, then paused. “I still miss you, though. I wish you were here.”
“Me too, baby. I’ll be back soon, though, yeah? And you can show me all your tricks with your new toy.”
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