#property of peh yan
I miss group chats on tumblr. How else am I supposed to find other Tokyo Rev sluts and Peh fuckers.
AGHHH PEH YAN IS SO CUTE. I just wanna tease him until he’s a blushing flustered mess. I just wanna grind on his lap and give him many sweet n sloppy kisses.
I love him yall.
Hmu if you wanna thirst over Peh. Literally, pls. I have not really met any Peh fuckers and im starving.
what’s up guys I’m back on my bullshit and here once more to be a horny little slut whore for my beloved husband Pehyan.
October 7, 2021
Alternate ending to Day 6 is below the dashed line.
Same phone sex prompt as Day 6 of kinktober but this time with an alternate ending. I can’t ever decide if I like Peh more as a dom or sub so I NEED both.
Phone sex, Sub-ish!Peh x Tease!Reader, dirty talk, cream pie, masturbation
The blinding sun pooling in through the blinds of your room disturbs your sleep. Tossing and turning, unable to resume a comfortable position, you roll over to the empty side of the bed. Your arm extends over the disheveled sheets and sunken in mattress where your lover sleeps. After letting out a hefty sigh you find the strength to throw your legs over the side of the bed, planting your feet on the floor before rising. You’ve been awake all of 10 minutes and you’re already bored. Peh had left for work early this morning. Damn boyfriend is so busy he puts in more hours at work than at home. You’re proud of him for working so hard but you still miss him. It wouldn’t hurt to give him a ring and remind him to drink some water because his dumb ass would probably forget.
The ringing sound in your ear was interrupted when Peh picked up the phone. “Hello my love, is everything okay?” For someone with Peh’s attitude and facial expressions, he was especially soft.
“I should be asking the same thing, you left before the sun was up this morning! You’ve been so swamped, are you making sure to drink water and eat in between meetings?” You didn’t mean to sound so nagging but it is what it is.
“Babe, is that really why you called? Yes. I have water. Yes. I brought the lunch that you made me. I have to go now, I have a meeting. Please stop worrying so much, I love you.” He chuckled before disconnecting.
Psh, he didn’t even wait for you to say I love you back. Oh well. You toss your phone aside and make your way to the bathroom. Steam from the shower fills the air as you strip last night’s pajamas. The hot water feels good on your skin.
Exiting the shower after your typical routine has left the mirrors blurred by the steam. Now feeling fresh and moisturized, you head for the door of the bathroom. The towel wrapped around your body catches on the door handle and exposes your damp skin to the cool air. Too lazy to even care, you leave the towel to hang on the door handle and continue as you were. Striding across the room draped in absolutely nothing, you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. Hmmm, not bad. You think to yourself striking different poses and angles.
Boredom breeds bad ideas, and after a refreshing shower and the reflection staring back at you, bad ideas are being brewed in that dirty dirty brain of yours. Teasing Peh has always been one of your favorite pastimes, and now in this hour of boredom, you couldn’t think of a better idea. He’s in a meeting anyway, it wouldn’t hurt to send him a little surprise to admire later. After all, he works so hard he deserves something nice.
The create an air of mystery, the previously discarded towel is retrieved and wrapped across your body. Posing in the mirror, you snap a quick picture. Your skin looks soft against the patterned towel. “aaaaaaand, send.” This was just the first of the flirty photos you’re about to send. Angling your hips to face the mirror, your free hand slightly lifts the bottom of the towel just enough to accentuate the curve of your backside.
DING. Peh ignores the sound of his notifications. He and Pah are meeting with a potential client and he refuses to be distracted by his phone. DING. Another message. DING DING DING. His brow furrows cursing himself for not silencing his phone before the meeting. Pah turns to Peh, “You might want to check that. It sounds urgent. Don’t worry, I can handle it here.”
“I apologize. Please excuse me.” Peh can be surprisingly polite now compared to his teenage years.
After slipping away to somewhere more private (aka the bathroom), he fishes his phone out of his pocket. Concern turns to shock as he opens your messages. Various seductive angles of your towel clad figure litter his phone screen. He can feel his pants tightening as he scrolls through the photos. Such a tease. Until he reaches the last message. Not a photo, but a video? His jaw drops at the same rate the towel drops displaying your bare body from head to toe. He nearly chokes. He’s seen your body a million times, even mapped out all of your pleasure points with his own two hands, yet it never fails to make his cock ache.
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Practicing different poses, you’re interrupted by an incoming call. Shit.He said he had a meeting, you weren’t expecting a response so soon. Answering the phone with a “Hi babe! What’s up?” you pretend as if nothing happened.
Peh talks in an embarrassed whisper, “what are you doing? I’m at work.”
“I know. I’m bored and I miss you. I was just trying to send you a little surprise after your meeting.” You have no remorse.
“Baby you can’t be doing that while I’m at work. I’m trying to have a meeting with a potential client.” He whines.
“Aw, I’m sorry. You can’t focus on your meeting when your cock is twitching, can you? Hm. Those pictures did make you hard right? You’re imagining me naked and spread out on the bed for you to fuck, aren’t you?” You’re such a tease.
“Tha-That’s irrelevant.” He stutters and snaps out of his ongoing fantasy.
That cute flustered response was exactly what you were hoping for. “Well, you can’t go back to your meeting with that tent in your pants. Why don’t you take it out for me. Pretend I’m there on my knees for you.” You encourage him.
“N-no, no I can’t do that, I’m at work.” He retorts.
“Don’t worry baby. I miss you so I’ll pretend you’re here with me too. Don’t be embarrassed, you don’t have to do it alone.” Rolling over to your bedside table, you open the draw and retrieve your vibrator. Holding it up to the phone so Peh can hear the buzzing. “See.”
“Is that-”
“yes” you cut him off knowing what he’s going to ask. “You’ve been so busy with work. It’s a shame that I don’t get to have you all to myself all the time so I have to settle for this. Although nothing compares to the feeling of sinking down on your cock.” You’re apparently feeling bold today.
Peh groans at the thought. “Fine. Just this once. Since you leave me no other choice.” Reluctantly, Peh frees his aching cock from the fabric prison of his briefs. “This feels so weird.” He notes the cold air enveloping his length.
“Don’t think about that. Think about me. Hm, think about my body against yours. You like it when I have you against the wall right? When my lips kiss that sweet spot on your neck and hands tease your cock right? Think about that.” Listening to Peh’s breathing intensifying sends shockwaves through your body. The hornier you get, the dirtier your thoughts are.
“Wha-what are you doing with the toy right nooww?” Peh is starting to get needy.
A devious smile plastered on your face as you go silent, letting the buzzing of your vibrator radiate through the phone. “Can you hear that? I’m thinking about you right now. Teasing my entrance like you always do.”
“Put it in.” He nearly chokes saying that
“Oh? Are you being a needy baby now? Hm, where are your manners? Not even a please?”
“Please. Please, put it in.” He corrected himself.
The thought of Peh getting flustered and worked up over your body thrills you. The way his mouth hangs slightly agape as he focuses on not cumming in 5 seconds is adorable. You can’t help but tease him a little more. “I don’t think so. You haven’t earned that yet. Tell me more about what you’re doing now? What kind of dirty things are you thinking? Maybe you’ll convince me.”
“Urghh, I can’t say those kinds of things.” He’s so embarrassed.
“What do you mean you can’t say those kinds of things? You’ve done worse things to my body, right? Like when you fuck me. When your cock bottoms out inside me. You do all kinds of dirty things, now isn’t the time to be bashful.”
“I want to fuck you. Your lips feel so good around the tip of my cock.” His hands instinctively twitch as he imagines palming to plump flesh of your ass. “Thinking about the view of when I fuck you from behind. Watching my cock disappear into your cunt, how it glistens from your wetness. Ughmm-” Low moans infused with needy whines slip from his throat.
“That’s a good boy.” Your ears perk up at his description, making your head spin. Your toy finds its way between your legs, amplifying the pleasure. “This fake cock feels so good but it doesn’t fit as nicely as yours. My pussy misses the way your cock fills me up. Baby, cum for me.”
“nghff, I want to cum.” You can hear the shlicking of his hand pumping his cock feverishly.
“Good boy. Cum for me baby. Mmf, you hear that? The toy we bought is stretching me enough so you’ll be able to fit. Are you thinking about this toy fucking me nice and good? Hm? Don’t you wish that was your cock that my pussy is gripping instead?”
Your words of encouragement are swirling around his brain. Peh’s never felt so jealous of a fake cock until now. “mm, your pussy is mine, and mine alone.”
“Is that so? And what are you gonna do about it?” seducing him closer to the edge.
Peh’s hips buck frantically as he imagines your tight little cunt twitching as it leaks with his cum. He slumps against the bathroom wall once he pumps his fist full of his own seed. His moaning and pleading stops and is replaced with intense heavy breathing, recovering from his orgasm. You follow quickly. The idea of teasing Peh at work to the point he has no other option to rub one out right then and there is a power only you hold.
“Well, I hope I was able to help you relieve some of that stress from work. But, I better let you get back to your meeting. See you at home later, love you!” You say it so innocently as if you haven’t reduced him to a needy, horny mess while at work.
After cleaning himself up, he slips out of the bathroom and heads back to the office. He bumps into Pah and the potential client as they’re concluding their meeting. Peh turns as white as a ghost, paranoid that everyone knows what just happened.
“Um, are you feeling okay? You look awful. Just absolutely terrible. I think you should go home.” Pah’s not pulling any punches with that statement.
Peh concedes and Pah forces him out of the office so he can get some rest.
Your phone lights up:
1 New Message: Got sent home early to rest. I’ll be there soon.
Perfect timing. You’ve been aching for your lover to return home. Little does he know that you have another surprise for him this evening. This time it won’t be virtual. You walk out of the closet clad in Peh’s favorite gaudy shirt, with the top 3 buttons undone as you lay out the night’s activities. Peh won’t be using his own hands tonight, you’ll make sure of it even if you have to pin them down. He worked so hard for you today, it’s your turn to put in work for him.
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