It was 2 o'clock in the morning. You and Soap weren't sleeping, just chatting on the phone. Well, actually... only you spoke. You talked about literally everything, about how your day was, about the weather, about some stupid things. You spoke, but Soap was silent for some reason.

You continued talking, but then you heard Soap sigh, which made you instantly fall silent and nervously squeeze the phone in your hand. Did you annoy him with your chatter? You didn't know, and that bothered you.

“Sorry, I talk too much..” You said with a sad chuckle. You didn't want to be a bother, you didn't want to annoy him. But Soap's answer immediately changed your mind.

“No, don’t stop talking.. Please.. keep talking. I’m so close..” Whispered Soap in a voice hoarse with desire and excitement. He was almost begging you to keep talking. It was important for him to hear your voice at the moment. He needed this. Your cheeks burned with embarrassment when you realized what he was doing now, talking to you on the phone...