(SMUT, NSFW Art) Vienna & Zero - Late Night VideoCall

Author’s note: this is NOT canon, as pretty much none of this could make it into Episode because of guidelines. So think of it as a sort of fanfiction while nothing real has happened between them yet. This takes place right after chapter 11 and their Los Angeles trip. The art is by @mars.iswriting!

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Zero’s insomnia was acting up again. It had been like that for a week, since his return from the Los Angeles trip with Vienna. And the kiss, and the night spent together in one bed, and waking up with her in his arms. He wished he could say he hated it, that having her that close was just as annoying as she could be, but he couldn’t. Because deep down, he liked it.

And that was probably why he couldn’t sleep, because his mind kept wandering to the last person it should. To her soft, strawberry flavored lips that he would deny forever actually enjoying kissing. But he did, oh, how much he did. He kept replaying the moment in his mind and wishing it’d lasted longer, that they hadn't pulled away so quickly and dismissed the whole thing as nothing more than a new subject for their usual banter.

If not that, they could’ve at least spent more time together in that hotel bed. Where somehow during the night, their bodies intertwined perfectly in a peaceful sleep. Probably the last damn time Zero had a good night’s sleep, too. All because of Vienna, and her insistence on occupying his thoughts even miles away. If only she wasn’t so beautiful, so full of life, so the opposite of him.

He wasn’t even sure what the pull was, why he kept playing those moments over and over again in his mind. Imagining another way things could’ve gone after the kiss, if maybe he hadn’t joked about it and actually admitted he liked it. If they’d made their way back to the hotel stumbling in the corridor, unable to keep their hands off each other long enough to even make it inside the room. If they’d woken up the next day with their clothes scattered everywhere and the vivid memories of a wild night together… Everything would be different, then.

Maybe he’d be able to sleep, maybe Vienna would be by his side in bed and not far away, probably in a deep slumber. But what if she wasn’t? What if she was awake, and he could at least talk to her instead of fantasizing about what could’ve been? He had done it before, anyway, called her in the middle of the night because he couldn’t sleep. The reason had been different, but nevertheless she helped him feel better and get some shut eye later. Perhaps some friendly banter was what he needed to relax and stop feeling so frustrated.

He dialed Vienna’s number, hoping she wouldn’t be too mad about the sudden call. But who was he kidding? Of course she would, maybe that was part of the reason he was calling, just to hear her annoyed sleepy voice.

The phone rang for around fifteen seconds before she picked up, “Zero?”

“Hey, Foxy. I didn’t wake you, did I?” he teased.

“Of course you did, dickhead,” she let out an annoyed sigh, taking a few seconds to speak again, “Why are you calling me at 2AM?”

Because I can’t stop thinking about you and maybe, just maybe, hearing your voice might make it better. Or worse, I’m not too sure about that yet, but-

“Can’t sleep,” he simply said.

“That’s no reason to wake me up too,” Vienna yawned, “But I did say you’d miss waking up by my side.”

Zero let out a chuckle, trying to ignore the fact that it was true. He did miss waking up by her side, smelling her sweet rose scented perfume that otherwise would have annoyed him, but when she was in his arms felt like the most wonderful thing in the world. Jesus, he had to get a grip.

“Are you trying to sweet talk me, Ms. Fox?” He joked, “Soon you’re gonna ask me what I’m wearing.”

Before, he knew jokes like that would be crossing a line, but now they felt as natural as their usual back and forth. It wasn’t serious, of course, but he was curious to see if she’d play along and how far they’d take this line of conversation.

“I don’t have to ask, I know you’re probably wearing a hoodie or some old shirt,” she replied, “You’re quite predictable, Z.”

Oh, it was on.

“I’m the predictable one?” he scoffed, “I bet you’re wearing some sort of pink pajama. I don’t know what kind, but I know it’s pink.”

Vienna didn’t answer right away and a smile grew on Zero’s lips. She was probably embarrassed that her attempt to make fun of him backfired. However, the longer she took, the more he started to think of the clothes he described. Something like what she wore at the hotel in Los Angeles, he imagined. Fitting but comfortable, hugging her curves in all the right places and-no, what was he thinking?

“Actually, you’re wrong,” she finally said, “It’s too hot, I’m in my underwear.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck. That was not the answer he was expecting, and he furrowed his brows in a silent plea for his mind to not go places it shouldn’t. Which proved itself a hard task, considering he had seen her in her underwear just a week before when she nonchalantly ran into the ocean wearing only that.

“Zero? You still there?” Vienna asked.

“Yeah, sorry,” he blurted out, “I just wasn’t expecting that answer.”

“We’re both adults here, there’s no need to get shy,” she said, “And it’s not like we’re strangers. We kissed before.”

Why was she bringing that up? Just to make a point, perhaps, or was there something more? Zero couldn’t help but wonder if she had thought about it too, imagined what it’d be like to do it again, this time without so many curious eyes around them. This time just the two of them.

But instead of asking any of that, he simply agreed, “Right, yeah, we did…”

“You sound weird,” she pointed out, “Why did you call me, Z?”

Zero took a deep breath, could he really tell her the real reason? Saying it outloud would finally make it real, what he’d been denying even to himself. But if there was a chance…

“Because I was thinking about you,” he admitted at last, suddenly feeling bold, “Of kissing you, holding you in my arms…”

The minute the words left his mouth, Zero cursed at himself. His stupid, stupid horny brain should not have taken over in that moment, but alas… It was done, and either he ruined everything and she’d never speak to him again, or-

“I think about it too, sometimes…” Vienna let the words trail off, almost a whisper, “What could’ve happened.”

“What do you mean?” he asked, needing to be sure.

“Don’t act like you haven’t thought about it. Us.” she said, “I have.”

Zero gulped, wondering if that was actually happening or he’d miraculously found a way to fall asleep and it was all a dream. But he wasn’t going to let Vienna see the worried, slightly panicked side of him. No, he’d keep his usual apathetic personality.

“Don’t start a game you can’t finish,” he teased, expecting her to just hang up on him.

With a chuckle, she questioned, “Who says I can’t finish it?”

“Vienna, are you suggesting-”

She interrupted him, “If you woke me up in the middle of the night, you could at least make it worth my while.”

“And how should I do that?” he asked without hesitation, excitement growing. This bolder side of Vienna was a surprise, but a very welcome one.

“You could video call me,” she suggested, “And tell me what exactly you’ve been thinking about.”

Was she really suggesting a video call while wearing nothing but underwear? Of course, Zero wouldn’t complain about that, in fact he’d been thinking about that very view just minutes before. Actually seeing it, however, and whatever else that video call could lead to… That was a whole other thing.

“Feeling bold today, are we?” he said, “Are you sure?”

Vienna scoffed impatiently, “Just call me already, you idiot.”

Zero complied, pressing the button to start the video call with impressive speed. He knew he couldn’t wait another moment to see her. When she picked up, the light from her room was slightly dimmed but still enough to get a good look at her. The underwear she was wearing was a light shade of pink, and the lace pattern cupped her breasts just right, catching his attention immediately.

“Like what you see?” Vienna giggled, he got caught for sure.

She shifted around for an angle where he had a clearer view of her chest. Whatever kind of game she was playing, he was into it. The sight of her body alone was already driving him crazy. Zero could feel his member throb imagining his hands cupping those breasts while she moved on top of him.

He pulled himself away from his thoughts to reply, “I don’t think you need to ask.”

“So… You haven’t told me what things you’ve been thinking about,” she said, raising her tone slightly in an effort to feign innocence, as if she didn’t know exactly what she was doing.

“You, me… Something kinda like this.” he said, then adding, “Except you’re actually here.”

Vienna seemed to think for a moment, looking him up and down through the phone screen and he wondered what thoughts could be going through her head. She was quite a mystery to him sometimes.

“Maybe not, but that doesn’t mean we can’t do anything,” she pointed out, “The internet’s quite useful…”

He knew what she was implying. His body reacted immediately to those words, the idea of letting out his frustration with the person responsible for it was very enticing.

“Okay, Foxy. But you start.”

In reality, Zero was barely containing himself, he needed to feel something and soon. But he wanted to see her first, hear the little moans and whimpers she’d make and register them to memory to replay later. He needed to know how she touched herself, how it all felt, what thoughts went through her mind. He wanted to watch every expression she made, every impatient noise she let out, everything.

“With pleasure,” she winked and quickly got up, placing her phone somewhere he could get a good look at all of her, “Now what?”

Vienna was still using that tone of feigned innocence, and he was sure she knew how enticing that was. The idea of her waiting on his command, wearing two thin pieces of fabric that barely covered anything, was enough to drive him crazy. If only he was there to touch her, taste every inch of her body, kiss her until she came undone beside him, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to ever leave.

“Touch yourself for me.” he ordered, “Slowly.”

She removed her panties with ease and slipped a hand right to her most sensitive spot. Zero’s eyes grew dark as he watched her finger work circles around it, small whimpers leaving her mouth as her pleasure increased. He imagined his hand there, how wet and hot she’d feel, how he’d make her hold tight onto him as he took his time making her feel every sensation possible.

“Yes, just like that,” he approved and she took it as incentive to move faster.

As her moans got louder and he could see her body moving with desire, Zero fantasized about hearing that sound in person, whispering into his ear like a secret. Begging him to go faster as she reached her peak, then crashing his lips into her mouth as she twitched underneath him.

“Fuck, Zero…” Vienna whimpered, pushing one finger inside herself.

Hearing his name come out of her mouth like that sent Zero over the edge. Every inch of his body was aching for her, or at least as much of her as he could have in that moment. He wouldn’t be able to go on much longer without getting some release himself watching her rock her hips in synchrony with her finger, in and out in intense movements. She slipped a second finger inside and her lips parted as she closed her eyes, almost as if putting on a show for him. His hard cock pulsating and begging for her were enough for him to know he was completely entranced by her performance.

“You won’t let me have all the fun, will you?” Vienna asked, opening her eyes and looking straight at him. “I wanna watch you too.”

That was the last incentive he needed to completely forget any self control.

Quickly taking off his underwear, he replied, “Never, Foxy.”

Zero finally started stroking himself, hand moving up and down in slow movements as he let out a satisfied groan. He imagined Vienna’s hand touching him instead, teasing him to the point where he’d have no choice but to beg her to let him be inside of her once and for all.

“Tell me what you’d have done that night in Los Angeles.” Vienna pleaded, breathing slightly intensified, “I want to know what you’d have done to me.”

So, so many thoughts had gone through his head about that night. How it’d feel to have her lips wrapped around his cock as he held her hair in his fist and gently controlled the rhythm, until she inevitably decided to take charge and no doubt drive him insane. It’d be a never ending battle for dominance, neither willing to give up control fully, but letting the other be in charge for just long enough before turning the tables again.

“I’d have thrown you in the bed and pinned your wrists above your head,” he started, “Then I’d have made my way down while kissing your neck, breasts, stomach, until…”

“Yes…” Vienna moaned before he could finish his sentence, no doubt imagining the scenario.

“I’d have teased you with my tongue until you begged to have me inside of you,” he continued, “Instead, I’d have put two fingers inside of you and heard you moan my name.”

Her movements around her clit began intensifying as the word escaped her lips, “Zero…”

“Yes, Vienna…” he approved.

Imagining it himself made it hard to continue talking. Tasting her and moving his tongue up and down while her hips squirmed, learning every part of her body and seeing how it reacted to his touch. Watching her pant and gasp as he pleasured her and she squeezed her thighs around him, almost ready to let go. Then he’d stop, and make his way back up, because he’d want it to last. To go on for much longer, until they were both too tired to even say anything else.

“I’d have stopped just as you were about to finish, then finally fuck you,” Zero said, “I’d have watched your face as I held you down and started moving against you. Each move deeper than the one before.”

Vienna holding tight onto him, long pink nails scratching his back as he moaned in pleasure and barely contained himself thrusting into her. Faster, rougher, prying louder and louder gasps from her. He’d kiss her neck and play with her clit while feeling the tightness of her walls against his cock, so entranced by it that the only thing he’d be able to say would be-

“Fuck, Vienna,” he whispered as he felt the pleasure building faster and faster, “I really wish you were here.”

“If I was…” she inhaled deeply, trying to get her breathing under control, “What position would you like me in?”

Fuck, that wasn’t a hard question at all. He’d want her where he could see all of her, taste and touch all of her…

“On top,” he said, “I’d want you grinding against me while throwing your head back in pleasure.”

Her hips rocking back and forth as he cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples as her breath quickened and her eyes shut, letting him view every part of her. He’d suck gently on them and move along with her, picking up the pace and driving her over the edge, consumed by pleasure.

Watching her from across the screen, Zero could tell from her panting and sweating that she was close. He gripped his dick harder and started moving faster, thinking of all the things he wanted to do to her and how she consumed his thoughts. Although she wasn’t there, he felt as if it was her touch and not his own.

Vienna moaned loudly, “Z, I’m gonna-”

“I want you to come first. I wanna see your face,” he commanded, “Do it.”

“Such a gentlem-”

But she couldn’t finish the sentence. Suddenly, she threw her head back as the movements got faster and faster until finally she arched her back and her body shook all over, orgasm hitting hard as she slowed the movements, letting the last wave hit before sighing. She was mesmerizing. Zero couldn’t help but think of how he’d feel inside of her as she came, her whole body pulsating and shuddering before she collapsed on top of him with a soft whimper.

“Fuck…” Zero mumbled, knowing his own release wasn’t far behind.

He could feel the droplets of sweat falling into his chest as he got closer to climax. His own movements became just as fast as the ones Vienna had performed before, rhythmically sliding up and down until his whole body tightened. His dick pulsed in his hand as he trembled with an overwhelming sensation, and he couldn’t hold it anymore. His body was hit with intense pleasure as his breath started to return to normal.

Vienna was the first to speak, “That was…”

“Really good,” he continued.

“I told you I’d finish.” she joked, still glowing from the action before.

Zero chuckled, “I’d like to think you had some help…”

“Maybe,” she said, yawning, “And now I’m exhausted.”

“Good to know I can tire you out.”

She rolled her eyes at him and it was good to know they still had that easy chemistry, that doing what they did hadn’t changed things. It made Zero wonder if he should’ve done something back at the hotel, after all. But there was no point fantasizing about that anymore. Not when he had a chance at the real thing.

“I should go to bed now,” Vienna gave him a soft smile, “Goodnight, Zero.”

Mimicking exactly what they said in Los Angeles, he replied, “Goodnight, Foxy.”

After hanging up the call, Zero himself let out a yawn. Apparently, the cause of his sleepless night had been resolved. Which made him wonder if it’d happen again, this time in person, or he’d be left only with his imagination. Dragging himself to bed, he decided that was something to worry about another day.