Scömìche One Shots (*PG-R*)

Baby Talk (Part 3) *R*

Two parts in one day just because @FrancescaMaia asked so nicely💕 Enjoy!

"Such a nice body. All mine. Put the phone down somewhere so I can see your pretty face, too." Mitch set the phone against a stray teddy bear and lay sideways so that Scott could see his upper body to the tops of thighs. He leaned an elbow into the pillow and propped his head on his hand, watching Scott do the same.

"Touch yourself for me, Mitchie. Lotion yourself up and then tease yourself with just your fingertips like you do so well. What are you thinking of?" he whispered, pumping lotion into his own hand as he watched Mitch do as he was told. The boy had carefully lubed up his cock with lotion and was now grazing it with the tips of his fingers, tracing the veins that ran along the side and feeling his arousal grow as Scott's eyes lingered hungrily over his body.

"Thinking of you, Scott. Love you. Miss you. Want you to be touching me like this." He wrapped his fingers loosely along his cock, moving it slowly as he felt himself thicken under his own touch. "Miss how you feel inside me. Around me. You know I haven't gotten myself off in three weeks? I haven't even touched myself once since you left, daddy. I wanted to be a good boy and wait for you. Am I a good boy?"

Scott's cheeks heated up at his dirty talk. He thought that once he actually had a little kid calling him daddy their shared kink would wear off but Mitch was just way too good at it. Every word that left his beautiful lips was so hot. He always made himself so vulnerable to Scott talking like this, so willing and trusting and needy. Scott tightened his grip around himself, beginning to stroke slowly. "You are a good boy. Always. The best. You know you can get off whenever you want, baby boy. I want you to feel good whenever you want to."

"But I don't want to without you, daddy" he pouted, fully wrapping his fingers around his shaft and teasing his slick tip with his thumb. "You make me feel so good. I miss your cock. I miss how you feel inside of me. My hand isn't good enough, I want you. I need you, daddy, I want you so bad." He heard Scott's breath hitch as he ran a hand through the disheveled blond mess on his head, his hand moving a little faster around himself.

"I want it too, honey. Soon, I promise. Stroke yourself a little harder, sweetheart. I wanna watch" Mitch complied, moving the camera closer before flicking his wrist a little harder, moaning at the delicious friction. "Is that okay, daddy? Do you like that? Do you miss me? Mmmmm. This feels nice. Does yours feel good too, daddy?" Scott nodded, his eyes trained on the screen as Mitch's sweet, erotic voice filled his ears. "I wish you were here with me. I would let you do anything to me, daddy, anything. Everything. Wanna be yours again."

Scott shuddered. Mitch's filthy whispers were driving him wild and the desire pooling in his stomach was so intense that it almost hurt. "If you call me daddy one more time, I'm gonna come. Take your hand off for a second, darling. Show me how hard you are." Mitch loosened his grip and let his hand fall, and Scott watched his hips buck slightly at the loss of contact. He rolled onto his back so Scott could see him better and grazed his fingers delicately against his throbbing erection. He knew how much Scott loved to watch him play with himself. "I wish you could be here to help me finish, Scotty. Move your camera so I can see you better."

He tilted his camera down so that Mitch could watch as he stroked himself, his quickened breathing audible from the new position and so, so hot. He loved to watch Scott come undone, it was the by far the most erotic thing he had ever experienced. He loved being the cause of it, the reason behind his desperation and his gorgeous moans, being the object of Scott's desire in every way. He loved bringing him pleasure. He couldn't help but wrap his fingers around himself again as he watched Scott try to get himself off, jerking his own hand up and down to match his speed. "Fuck, daddy! Yes, yes, keep doing that. Make yourself come. That looks so, so good. I wanna help. I want it in my mouth, I wanna lick it and kiss it and taste you and...and...mmmm!"

He couldn't help but cut himself off with a moan and opened his eyes to look at his screen. He was close and he knew Scott was too. Scott's hand was flying and his eyes were spaced out as he watched Mitch, who was stroking himself with one hand as the other roamed his chest. "You-you know what I miss the most, daddy?" he whimpered when he felt himself twitch in his hand. "I miss how t-tight you hold me when I come. I don't like coming without your arms wrapped around me, without you inside of me, filling me up. I want you to hold...want to hold me while...Scott!" He gasped, his hips moving as he jerked into his hand as he lost himself and his ability to form words. He closed his eyes and imagined Scott above him, his broad, comforting body lingering over his own as he approached his peak.

"Fuck, Mitch! Fu-" Scott gasped and Mitch opened his eyes just long enough to see him shoot into his hand, his strokes slowing as he shuddered in release. "Fuck...Mitch...baby, come for me. Go ahead, come for me, sweet boy. Let me see your face." Mitch clumsily tilted the phone before pumping himself with his hand until he was coming hard with a cry, spilling onto his bare stomach and chest. He gasped for air and waited to come back to his senses before reaching to the nightstand for a couple of tissues, wiping himself clean. He tossed them to the floor, cuddling into the warm covers. He would clean them up later.

"God, Mitch, your mouth. So filthy. I missed that." They were both spent and the heaviness from earlier seemed to have dissolved. Mitch just hummed, content and worn out. "Miss you. Stay on the phone with me a while?"

"Of course, baby. As if I could just hang up after that." Mitch giggled. "I feel so much better, Mitchie. Thank you. I feel lighter."

"I'm glad" he whispered back, a soft smile tugging at the edges of his lips. "I do too. Take good care of my wonderful mother-in-law and then come back to me. I miss you, my love. Need you. Want us to be together again."

"Of course I will. One more week. We can do it, Mitchie, it'll be over before we know it."

"God, I hope so. Don't think I've forgotten that you're coming home just two days before your birthday, Scotty. I'm calling Rose's sitter to watch her and you, sir, are going fuck me all day and all night. I need it. Miss you so much. I feel so empty without you, and not just in the sex way. It's been a long three weeks" he drew the covers tighter around him and sighed. He didn't want to end the night on such a heavy note. "I can't wait to play with you again in real life. We have so much catching up to do, daddy" he teased, watching a smile spread over Scott's face.

"A whole day of just you sounds so delicious. I can't wait. Speaking of Rose, please tell me you put her in the nursery and she didn't just listen to her dads have phone sex."

Mitch's eyes shot open as he looked over to the crib where the little girl lay on her tummy, fast asleep. "Alright, I take that as a no. It's okay, even if she were awake she wouldn't remember. I brought the baby development book with me, I didn't know how long I'd be away. Never thought I was going to miss three whole weeks of her life. Glad she didn't form that memory, though" he chuckled.

"What?" Mitch mumbled, distracted by the thought of what he potentially could have just put his sweet, innocent child through. "Oh...okay, good. Good" he breathed, relieved. "Thank god. I wish I had it in me to read that stupid book. You're such a good daddy to her."

"You are too, baby. She loves you. She's obsessed." He meant it. "Just one more week until I come back and we can all be together again. I miss my happy little family. My sweet boy and my beautiful little girl." He smiled, beginning to feel the heaviness of sleep weigh on his body.

"I miss us too. So glad we don't have work for a few months. Can't wait to just be with you again" he yawned, turning off the bedside lamp and letting the faint illumination of Rose's night light fill the room. "Alright, I'm out. Stay on the phone with me till I fall asleep?"

"Of course. Goodnight, sweetheart. See you soon."