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shadowhive) wrote2022-02-05 01:24 am
shadowhive) wrote2022-02-05 01:24 am
Hair Reveal
Hair Reveal
Pairing: Foolish/Quackity
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Webcam Sexytimes
Notes: So I started this when, during one of Foolish’s streams, Quackity said he’d hair reveal for him and that, combined with the copious amounts of flirting, led to this. (And yeah the title is obvious but…)
Foolish wasn’t terribly surprised when he checked his phone and saw that there was a message from Quackity. It was a pretty short, simple message, in block capitals.
‘GET ON VIDEO CALL NOW’
He wasn’t sure what that he wanted, but he knew better than to ignore him. So instead he made his way over to his computer, stretching slightly as he went, before settling in his chair and giving him a call. It took just a few moments for him to answer, but his video screen that popped up was black. “Hey man, what’s up? Your message sounded urgent.”
“Oh hi Foolish.” Even though he couldn’t see his face he had a feeling he was grinning.
“You know your camera’s not working or something it just shows a…”
“Patience Foolish!” Quackity cut him off quickly. “Sorry, I’m sorry. See remember what I said the other night during your stream?”
“Uh huh.” He replied, nodding a little, even though he wasn’t entirely sure which thing he was referring to exactly. He remembered a lot of blatant flirting and he hadn’t been sure if it was real or some kind of bit. That was the thing with Quackity, you could never quite tell.
“I promised you a hair reveal just for you.” His voice was almost like a sing song. “So I figured the best way to do it would be on a call with you. That sound good?”
“Yeah, sounds great. I mean whatever you want.” He sat back in his seat, looking at the screen, curious as to what he would see.
“You should know I don’t show my hair to just anyone Foolish.” His tone was definitely flirty and he tried not to show how that made him feel.
“Oh who else has seen it?” He asked out of interest.
“Not many Foolish, I’m not some little slut.” He had to resist the urge to object to that. “The last were George and Wilbur on my UK trip.” It made sense, he’d seen his blog, he knew him and a George had spent a few nights together and that Wilbur had also got him a new hat so it’d make sense for him to see him briefly hatless as he switched them. “But this Foolish, this is gonna be different.”
“Different how?” Foolish couldn’t help but ask, immensely curious. He wasn’t entirely sure why he was making this into such a big deal.
“You’ll see.” Quackity paused for a moment, then added. “I think you’re ready.” And then whatever was covering the lens of the camera was moved and everything was fuzzy as it adjusted to the new light before coming into focus.
Once it did there was Quackity, reclining back in his seat, the chair far enough from the camera to give a full view of his body. He was still wearing a hat but not much else.
And by not much else Foolish meant he was wearing a pair of pale blue panties.
“Like what you see Foolish?” Quackity was grinning when he looked up at him, drinking in the sight of him.
“Ye… yeah.” He found himself stammering, his brain feeling fuzzy from the sight of him.
His reaction only seemed to please Quackity further. “I’m glad. I thought about starting the call with my hat already off but I figured you’d want to see me take it off for yourself right?” He found himself nodding along. “Great!” Quackity clapped his hands together, before reaching up to slip his fingers under the hat, which he noticed was the same shade of blue as his underwear, only these had white triangles on the rim.
It took him a few moments to realise that those triangles were meant to represent teeth. “A shark hat? That’s pretty cute.”
“Why thank you, I’m glad you appreciate it. I ordered it specially for you.” Quackity grins again as he pulls the hat off fully twirling it and tossing it to one side off screen. “So what do you think Foolish?”
He took a second to take the sight in before responding. At its longest his hair almost reached his shoulders, with a few strands framing his pretty face. It looked pretty much like he thought it would, but there was something so different between imagining it and seeing it for himself. He wondered how it would feel to run his fingers through it. “It definitely looks luscious.” He managed when he was able to form words.
“I’m glad you think so Foolish, makes me wish even more that you were here.” His hand returned to his head, his fingers running through his hair. “You have no idea what I’d do if you were here.”
“I can take a guess. Especially with how you always seem to act up.”
On the screen Quackity grinned at him. “Well I can’t help it, there’s just something about you Foolish. You’re just so…” His eyes flicked up and down which made him shiver slightly. “But why don’t I show you just what I’d do huh?”
He found himself nodding, his eyes glued to the screen as Quackity moved his fingers down, brushing them over his cheek until two of them ghosted over his lips. And then he parted them, slipping two of his fingers between his lips, sucking on them lewdly.
The sight made Foolish’s brain short circuit.
He was sure he made a noise like a squeak and Quackity’s lips twitched around his fingers. Foolish could feel his blood rush between his legs, especially as the other man moved his fingers, sliding them in and out of his mouth. It was so easy to picture what he’d look like with those fingers replaced with his cock.
His hand reached between his legs, giving his bulge a squeeze letting out a soft moan.
“Oh Foolish are you enjoying the show that much?” Quackity sounded slightly breathless and he grinned after removing his fingers. “I bet you’d taste so good.” He licks his lips, looking just like something out of a wet dream. “And that’s just one of the things you’d do?”
“One… one of the things?” He stammers slightly, feeling like he’s stumbling over his words. He has a feeling what Quackity will say, but he still wants to hear it. Especially if it comes with visuals.
“Oh Foolish do you really not know? Or maybe you just wanna hear me say it.” He wets his lips, running his fingers over his chest and lower. “Well I’d definitely want your dick Foolish. I dunno if I’d wanna just suck you off until you shoot down my throat, but I definitely do want that.” He trails his fingers around his throat, tilting his head back just a little.
“But I definitely want you to fuck me.” Quackity licked his lips, trailing his fingers down his body, as his gaze returned to the camera. “I’ve thought about that a lot.”
“You have?” Foolish felt dizzy from his words and he shifted in his seat, his pants feeling increasingly uncomfortable.
“Of course Foolish!” He was grinning now, his fingers playing with the waistband of his panties. “I bet you could fuck me sooo hard I’d feel it for days.” He let out a soft moan at that, parting his legs slightly. “But Foolish, I think it’s only fair that I see some of you now too yeah?”
He found himself nodding. “Yeah, just give me a second.” There wasn’t enough room for him to just roll his chair back for him like Quackity had done. Instead he reached up and adjusted the angle of his camera so that it went from his face to his crotch. For a brief moment he hoped that he’d remember to move the camera back before his next stream.
“Oh Foolish it looks like someone is certainly happy to see me.” There was obvious glee in Quackity’s voice and it made him squirm a little as he settled back his seat. Foolish’s fingers undid the zipper of his fly before popping open the button. Once his fly was undone he lifted his ass up from his seat, pushing his pants and boxers down his legs, exposing himself for him.
“Oh Foolish.” When he looked back at the screen he could practically see the eagerness in Quackity’s eyes, despite the quality of his camera and the distance between them. “Makes me wish I was there under your table with my lips wrapped around around it.” Foolish couldn’t stop the sound that escaped his lips and Quackity just grinned. “But I guess it’s only fair I show you mine since you showed me yours.”
Before Foolish could even think of a reply Quackity had his fingers hooked under the waistband of his panties, sliding them down his hips to free his own cock with a soft sigh. It looked so pretty, so cute. Quackity wasted no time, wrapping his fingers around himself and starting to stroke, so Foolish decided to do the same, steadily jerking himself off to the sight.
“Fuck, you look so hot doing that Foolish.” His voice sounded breathless, his hips jerking up to meet his hand. “I bet you’d look even hotter fucking my ass.”
“Quackity…” He couldn’t help but gasp, his strokes becoming faster at the images that filled his head. Quackity squirming under him on the bed. On all fours on the floor. Bent over his table. He bit his lip, thrusting into his fingers.
“Oh I love it when you say my name like that Foolish, I’ll have to clip that next time so I can play it whenever I want.” He wasn’t sure how he was able to keep talking like that, as it felt like a struggle to even string together a sentence. “Maybe I should come over there and pay you a visit. Or you could come see me.”
“Yeah, I’d like that.” He gasped again, squeezing his fingers around himself.
“Oh I know you would, I’d definitely make it worth it.” He licked his lips, spreading his legs wide for him. “You could still do your little Valorant streams with Punz, though I’m not sure how well you’d do with me under the table with my lips around you.” Quackity was smirking and the image made him ache at the thought of it.
“As hot as that thought is…” Foolish let out a soft groan as he stroked himself. “If you were here I’d want to give you my fully attention.”
“Oh that’s so sweet of you Foolish. I knew you’d be such a gentleman.” He groaned, the fingers of his other hand tracing along his thigh. “You’re so hot, so strong…. I bet you could pin me against any surface you wanted. Your table, bed, the nearest wall….”
“Yeah… I bet you’d look so good like that. Sexy. Needy.” He could picture it so easily and he knew that the images his words were giving him would stick in his head for days. Weeks. Months. At least until they were together and he could provide him with the real thing.
“You too, the thought of you screwing me into oblivion is enough to make me act up.” On the screen Quackity squirmed, soft gasps escaping his parted lips. “Fuck, if I’d put more thought into this I’d have grabbed a toy too.”
“You have…. Toys?” Foolish stuttered out the words, his hand speeding up, becoming a blur of motion.
“Oh yeah, I have so many fun things Foolish.” His voice sounded more breathless. “Maybe next time I can show you some.”
Next time. The words hung in the space between them like a promise.
Before he could say something in response Quackity let out a beautiful moan, his hips jerking as he came across his belly. He drank in the sight, wanting to memorise every second of it, wishing that there wasn’t a screen separating them. “Fuck Foolish…”
The way his voice sounded on his lips, breathless, needy, went straight to his own dick. He only lasted a handful more strokes before he came himself, spurting across his t-shirt. He gasped softly, closing his eyes for a few moments as he caught his breath.
“Mmm that was so hot Foolish, we should definitely do that again some time.” Quackity was grinning when he opened his eyes again.
“Yeah, definitely.” He managed to get out, before reaching over to adjust the camera so it was angled away from his softening cock, until it was back towards his face. “That was… something else.”
Quackity moved his chair closer to the camera and he winked at him. “Oh just you wait Foolish, next time will be even better.” He blew him a kiss with a sly smile. “Sweet dreams Foolish, I know I’ll have them.”
And then, just like that he was gone.
Pairing: Foolish/Quackity
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Webcam Sexytimes
Notes: So I started this when, during one of Foolish’s streams, Quackity said he’d hair reveal for him and that, combined with the copious amounts of flirting, led to this. (And yeah the title is obvious but…)
Foolish wasn’t terribly surprised when he checked his phone and saw that there was a message from Quackity. It was a pretty short, simple message, in block capitals.
‘GET ON VIDEO CALL NOW’
He wasn’t sure what that he wanted, but he knew better than to ignore him. So instead he made his way over to his computer, stretching slightly as he went, before settling in his chair and giving him a call. It took just a few moments for him to answer, but his video screen that popped up was black. “Hey man, what’s up? Your message sounded urgent.”
“Oh hi Foolish.” Even though he couldn’t see his face he had a feeling he was grinning.
“You know your camera’s not working or something it just shows a…”
“Patience Foolish!” Quackity cut him off quickly. “Sorry, I’m sorry. See remember what I said the other night during your stream?”
“Uh huh.” He replied, nodding a little, even though he wasn’t entirely sure which thing he was referring to exactly. He remembered a lot of blatant flirting and he hadn’t been sure if it was real or some kind of bit. That was the thing with Quackity, you could never quite tell.
“I promised you a hair reveal just for you.” His voice was almost like a sing song. “So I figured the best way to do it would be on a call with you. That sound good?”
“Yeah, sounds great. I mean whatever you want.” He sat back in his seat, looking at the screen, curious as to what he would see.
“You should know I don’t show my hair to just anyone Foolish.” His tone was definitely flirty and he tried not to show how that made him feel.
“Oh who else has seen it?” He asked out of interest.
“Not many Foolish, I’m not some little slut.” He had to resist the urge to object to that. “The last were George and Wilbur on my UK trip.” It made sense, he’d seen his blog, he knew him and a George had spent a few nights together and that Wilbur had also got him a new hat so it’d make sense for him to see him briefly hatless as he switched them. “But this Foolish, this is gonna be different.”
“Different how?” Foolish couldn’t help but ask, immensely curious. He wasn’t entirely sure why he was making this into such a big deal.
“You’ll see.” Quackity paused for a moment, then added. “I think you’re ready.” And then whatever was covering the lens of the camera was moved and everything was fuzzy as it adjusted to the new light before coming into focus.
Once it did there was Quackity, reclining back in his seat, the chair far enough from the camera to give a full view of his body. He was still wearing a hat but not much else.
And by not much else Foolish meant he was wearing a pair of pale blue panties.
“Like what you see Foolish?” Quackity was grinning when he looked up at him, drinking in the sight of him.
“Ye… yeah.” He found himself stammering, his brain feeling fuzzy from the sight of him.
His reaction only seemed to please Quackity further. “I’m glad. I thought about starting the call with my hat already off but I figured you’d want to see me take it off for yourself right?” He found himself nodding along. “Great!” Quackity clapped his hands together, before reaching up to slip his fingers under the hat, which he noticed was the same shade of blue as his underwear, only these had white triangles on the rim.
It took him a few moments to realise that those triangles were meant to represent teeth. “A shark hat? That’s pretty cute.”
“Why thank you, I’m glad you appreciate it. I ordered it specially for you.” Quackity grins again as he pulls the hat off fully twirling it and tossing it to one side off screen. “So what do you think Foolish?”
He took a second to take the sight in before responding. At its longest his hair almost reached his shoulders, with a few strands framing his pretty face. It looked pretty much like he thought it would, but there was something so different between imagining it and seeing it for himself. He wondered how it would feel to run his fingers through it. “It definitely looks luscious.” He managed when he was able to form words.
“I’m glad you think so Foolish, makes me wish even more that you were here.” His hand returned to his head, his fingers running through his hair. “You have no idea what I’d do if you were here.”
“I can take a guess. Especially with how you always seem to act up.”
On the screen Quackity grinned at him. “Well I can’t help it, there’s just something about you Foolish. You’re just so…” His eyes flicked up and down which made him shiver slightly. “But why don’t I show you just what I’d do huh?”
He found himself nodding, his eyes glued to the screen as Quackity moved his fingers down, brushing them over his cheek until two of them ghosted over his lips. And then he parted them, slipping two of his fingers between his lips, sucking on them lewdly.
The sight made Foolish’s brain short circuit.
He was sure he made a noise like a squeak and Quackity’s lips twitched around his fingers. Foolish could feel his blood rush between his legs, especially as the other man moved his fingers, sliding them in and out of his mouth. It was so easy to picture what he’d look like with those fingers replaced with his cock.
His hand reached between his legs, giving his bulge a squeeze letting out a soft moan.
“Oh Foolish are you enjoying the show that much?” Quackity sounded slightly breathless and he grinned after removing his fingers. “I bet you’d taste so good.” He licks his lips, looking just like something out of a wet dream. “And that’s just one of the things you’d do?”
“One… one of the things?” He stammers slightly, feeling like he’s stumbling over his words. He has a feeling what Quackity will say, but he still wants to hear it. Especially if it comes with visuals.
“Oh Foolish do you really not know? Or maybe you just wanna hear me say it.” He wets his lips, running his fingers over his chest and lower. “Well I’d definitely want your dick Foolish. I dunno if I’d wanna just suck you off until you shoot down my throat, but I definitely do want that.” He trails his fingers around his throat, tilting his head back just a little.
“But I definitely want you to fuck me.” Quackity licked his lips, trailing his fingers down his body, as his gaze returned to the camera. “I’ve thought about that a lot.”
“You have?” Foolish felt dizzy from his words and he shifted in his seat, his pants feeling increasingly uncomfortable.
“Of course Foolish!” He was grinning now, his fingers playing with the waistband of his panties. “I bet you could fuck me sooo hard I’d feel it for days.” He let out a soft moan at that, parting his legs slightly. “But Foolish, I think it’s only fair that I see some of you now too yeah?”
He found himself nodding. “Yeah, just give me a second.” There wasn’t enough room for him to just roll his chair back for him like Quackity had done. Instead he reached up and adjusted the angle of his camera so that it went from his face to his crotch. For a brief moment he hoped that he’d remember to move the camera back before his next stream.
“Oh Foolish it looks like someone is certainly happy to see me.” There was obvious glee in Quackity’s voice and it made him squirm a little as he settled back his seat. Foolish’s fingers undid the zipper of his fly before popping open the button. Once his fly was undone he lifted his ass up from his seat, pushing his pants and boxers down his legs, exposing himself for him.
“Oh Foolish.” When he looked back at the screen he could practically see the eagerness in Quackity’s eyes, despite the quality of his camera and the distance between them. “Makes me wish I was there under your table with my lips wrapped around around it.” Foolish couldn’t stop the sound that escaped his lips and Quackity just grinned. “But I guess it’s only fair I show you mine since you showed me yours.”
Before Foolish could even think of a reply Quackity had his fingers hooked under the waistband of his panties, sliding them down his hips to free his own cock with a soft sigh. It looked so pretty, so cute. Quackity wasted no time, wrapping his fingers around himself and starting to stroke, so Foolish decided to do the same, steadily jerking himself off to the sight.
“Fuck, you look so hot doing that Foolish.” His voice sounded breathless, his hips jerking up to meet his hand. “I bet you’d look even hotter fucking my ass.”
“Quackity…” He couldn’t help but gasp, his strokes becoming faster at the images that filled his head. Quackity squirming under him on the bed. On all fours on the floor. Bent over his table. He bit his lip, thrusting into his fingers.
“Oh I love it when you say my name like that Foolish, I’ll have to clip that next time so I can play it whenever I want.” He wasn’t sure how he was able to keep talking like that, as it felt like a struggle to even string together a sentence. “Maybe I should come over there and pay you a visit. Or you could come see me.”
“Yeah, I’d like that.” He gasped again, squeezing his fingers around himself.
“Oh I know you would, I’d definitely make it worth it.” He licked his lips, spreading his legs wide for him. “You could still do your little Valorant streams with Punz, though I’m not sure how well you’d do with me under the table with my lips around you.” Quackity was smirking and the image made him ache at the thought of it.
“As hot as that thought is…” Foolish let out a soft groan as he stroked himself. “If you were here I’d want to give you my fully attention.”
“Oh that’s so sweet of you Foolish. I knew you’d be such a gentleman.” He groaned, the fingers of his other hand tracing along his thigh. “You’re so hot, so strong…. I bet you could pin me against any surface you wanted. Your table, bed, the nearest wall….”
“Yeah… I bet you’d look so good like that. Sexy. Needy.” He could picture it so easily and he knew that the images his words were giving him would stick in his head for days. Weeks. Months. At least until they were together and he could provide him with the real thing.
“You too, the thought of you screwing me into oblivion is enough to make me act up.” On the screen Quackity squirmed, soft gasps escaping his parted lips. “Fuck, if I’d put more thought into this I’d have grabbed a toy too.”
“You have…. Toys?” Foolish stuttered out the words, his hand speeding up, becoming a blur of motion.
“Oh yeah, I have so many fun things Foolish.” His voice sounded more breathless. “Maybe next time I can show you some.”
Next time. The words hung in the space between them like a promise.
Before he could say something in response Quackity let out a beautiful moan, his hips jerking as he came across his belly. He drank in the sight, wanting to memorise every second of it, wishing that there wasn’t a screen separating them. “Fuck Foolish…”
The way his voice sounded on his lips, breathless, needy, went straight to his own dick. He only lasted a handful more strokes before he came himself, spurting across his t-shirt. He gasped softly, closing his eyes for a few moments as he caught his breath.
“Mmm that was so hot Foolish, we should definitely do that again some time.” Quackity was grinning when he opened his eyes again.
“Yeah, definitely.” He managed to get out, before reaching over to adjust the camera so it was angled away from his softening cock, until it was back towards his face. “That was… something else.”
Quackity moved his chair closer to the camera and he winked at him. “Oh just you wait Foolish, next time will be even better.” He blew him a kiss with a sly smile. “Sweet dreams Foolish, I know I’ll have them.”
And then, just like that he was gone.