Strange Comfort ✅

The voice on the other side

The rest of the week was strangely quiet. No real-life porn noises coming from next door, giving Erica the best sleep she's had since moving in. Even her evenings were peaceful. Not quiet, but peaceful. She would find herself lounging on her sofa, reading - ok, she was really listening to her neighbor quietly rapping while moving around his place. It was oddly.. nice? Her Korean was getting better, so she slowly understood bits and pieces of what his lyrics were, and it was. Well, honestly, they were beautiful and really hit her deep inside.

Her favorites so far were, For us, more than anyone else, we need the night sky, Only you, and not anyone else can comfort me. The lyrics were sad but like a comfort. Making her feel like she wasn't the only one floundering and feeling so out of place in life. Like she wasn't the only one seeking something, more.

It was quiet for a while after he did that one, and before she even knew what she was doing, she found herself knocking on the wall, "That one was beautiful."

The silence that followed made her wonder if maybe she made a mistake in even saying anything. Maybe he didn't realize she was even home since she had been so quiet. Did he think she was invading his space by listening?

She finally heard some shuffling before that husky voice of his spoke up. "Ah, thank you. It's not done yet bu- really you like it?"

"Yeah, I really like it. I wouldn't change anything at all."

"Thank you."

There was silence again, and she forgot about everything else for a while and went back to the kick-ass smut story she was reading from her favorite Wattpad author, getting a little too engrossed in the story.

"Ah, I'm sorry about all the um.. late night noises from before. It was rude and inconsiderate of me."

It took her a minute to separate the voice she heard from the voice she had in her head. She had a habit of using his voice to 'hear' the words the main character was speaking, and it gave her body a tingle hearing the voice in real life while reading the dirty words in front of her.

"Is that why you stopped?"

"Well partly."

"And the other part?" She enjoyed the sleep she was getting, but she couldn't lie and say she didn't miss hearing his voice utter the filthy words that would spill from his lips when he was having sex.

"It got old? Like not the sex itself, sex is always good, but it just got so routine that it wasn't as satisfying, I guess."

"Ever think it's because there was no connection there? A warm body is nice and all, but knowing you're pleasing the person you have feelings for heightens everything you feel."

"Mmm, it could be. Not that I'm looking to settle down any time soon, but yeah. I have so many people wanting me to settle down and find 'the one'. It's getting hard seeing all my friends and family so in love with their significant others. Seeing all that love floating between them and not having any aimed your way can get disheartening."

"Yeah, that one I can understand. Two of my friends are exactly like that, and while it's beautiful to see; it just emphasizes the fact that you don't have that yourself."

"Yeah. Well, I won't keep you anymore tonight. It's almost your bedtime, after all. Thank you for liking my song."

"No pro-wait. How do you know it's almost my bedtime?"

She loved the sound of his laughter that followed. God, the things that man's voice does to my body.

"Because you are usually moving around your place, shutting things down, and heading to your room about now. And it's nice to know you like my voice. I like the sound of yours too, baby girl."

"Wait, I said that out loud?"

"Yeah."

"Fuck. Ok, night!" 

It didn't take her long to lock up and scurry off to her room. Not sure if she should be mortified or take advantage of the fact that he now knew what his voice did to her. She could use this as a chance for a bit of payback. Let him listen to her moans for once, let him get hot and bothered by her voice as she had to his in the past.

Smirking to herself, she did just that. Putting fresh batteries in her favorite toy, she teased and edged herself a few times. Letting her body heat up, and her moans escape her mouth. She heard when he finally came into his room and realized what she was doing. It had been quiet on his side, but then there was a loud thump. She wasn't sure what it was from, but considering it happened after she moaned out the name Joon, she at least knew that he was aware she was thinking of him while playing with herself. Her body wasn't the only satisfied thing when she was done. Her mind was also smug, knowing that she finally offered some sort of payback for everything he had done to her the past few weeks.

"While that was hot, baby girl, know that when I finally have you under me, moaning my name, you'll be screaming it a lot louder than you just did. I hope your dreams are as sweet as you probably taste."