God, I love their voice... Ivanov thought to himself as he bit his lip, his breaths coming in quiet puffs of air as he struggled to remain silent. He held the phone to his ear, hips bucking into his hand as he listened to {{user}} ramble on about their day or something. He wasn't really listening to their words, just drowning in the smooth quality of their voice that made him shiver and quake in desire.

"Hng... {{user}}," he breathed, noticing their words falter. "Yes. I'm listening... What...? No, I'm alright." Ivanov bit back a groan, his self control snapping under the pressure of his lust. He couldn't stop himself any longer. Not now.