Falling for You

Cigarettes and Alcohol

Song - Cigarettes and Alcohol by Oasis
Warning - Smut ahead

A few days later it was Timmy's 24th birthday. I woke up with his arms around me and one leg lazily placed over my thigh. I left a few kisses on his arms and he slowly woke up.
He let out a morning groan and placed a kiss on my neck.

"Happy Birthday Timmy." I said wriggling around to face him. He smiled with his eyes still shut.
"Thank you baby." His eyes fluttered open and his thumb smoothed the cheek of my adoring face.

"You're a big boy now aren't you?" I joked, making him give a short huff of a laugh.
"Yes I suppose I am." He stretched his arms and rest his hands on my ass, holding it firmly.
"Well...as part of your birthday gift...I'm gonna do anything my big boy wants." I said walking my fingers up his chest.

"Oh really?"
I nodded, biting my lip.
"What do you want baby?"
"This lasts the whole day?"
"Yup."
"So I can take advantage of this special offer tonight as well?"
"Mhm."

A wide smirk was now smeared across his face.
"Could I maybe get a um-"
"A what?"
"A blowjob?" He whispered.
I giggled at his embarrassment then immediately started kissing down his chest.

When I got to his boxers I slowly pulled them off to reveal his semi hard member. He yanked the covers to the side "Fuck these I wanna see you."
Some girls didn't like it but I actually didn't mind giving head, I loved to make my man feel good and hear all his little moans and groans.

I jerked him for a bit, getting him harder. He asked if I could take off the vest top that I was wearing while I slept and I obliged. His dick was completely hard in no time after seeing my breasts.

So I swirled my tongue around the tip, he made a lovely noise at that. Then I dove my head down taking as much of him in my mouth as I could. I sucked in my cheeks and bobbed my head up and down. Looking up at Timothée I saw his head roll back in pleasure. His mouth as open as well and letting out a bunch of moans.

I played with his balls, tugging and squeezing lightly and that drove him absolutely crazy.
"Uh oh my god, yes baby. Keep doing that y/n...feels so good." He smoke in a low sexy yet vulnerable voice.
He smoothed my hair and eventually transitioned to pulling on it and running his fingers through it.

"Uhh I'm almost there, just keep doing that baby."
I looked up at him, feeling like I was under his complete control.
He smiled evilly before he bucked his hips into my throat and shot his cum down there as he made another low groan.

I lay on top of him gathering my breath and his thumb collected the excess cum on my lips. Then he stuck his thumb out for me to suck it which I gladly did.
"Such a good girl for me." He smirked.
"You're the birthday boy you get whatever you want." I smiled.

...

"Okay, so I've got you two things. Here's the first." I handed Tim the little white bag. When he pulled out the chain he had such an expression of happiness and gratefulness on his face that some of that happiness was transferred to me.

"You like it?"
"Oh darling I love it. I'll wear it all day." He gave me a kiss on the forehead.
"Oh and here's the other." I'd wrapped the aftershave bottle in grey paper. He ripped it off excitedly.
"Oo cologne." He pulled it out the box and sprayed. "That smells great babe, that you so much for these. And that special offer of yours." I smiled and we shared a shirt and sweet kiss.

...

He wanted to go out for breakfast. So we went to a little caffe and got donuts and coffees- I'd never felt more American. Timmy (as promised) was wearing his chain over one of his favourite blue shirts and a big jacket to keep off the winter and I wore one of his hoodies, blue mom jeans and a big jacket as well.

Timothée promised me New York summers were boiling but you had to stick out the freezing winter.
"So who's coming over tonight?" I asked him.
"Uh well Mike obviously and you know Joe and Paul and uh Matty."
"Oof guys night?"
"I mean you'll be there baby." He smoothed my hand.

"Would it be alright if- you know what never mind."
"What?"
"Could I maybe invite a friend, just for someone to be with while yous are all talking about American football."
He laughed "Of course you can! Who do you wanna bring? Someone from work?"

"No actually um I met this girl, María, she helped me find the apartment that night I left you and Mike."
"Wait really?"
"Yeah."
"I thought you made your own way home but then again I was stoned."
We shared a laugh.

"No I'm sure you'll like her she's very nice."
"I'm sure I will." He smiled.
"So, have you thought about what you want for the rest of your special offer."
"Y/n, we're in a public place."
I looked at him as if to say and?
"But yeah I have." He whispered.
"And I'm very excited."
I laughed at his giddiness.

...

Around 7 after a lazy day with Tim, his friends started to arrive. María, thank god, was able to come last minute. I wanted to get along with Timothée's friends but I found them awful intimidating. Still, I shook hands with the ones I hadn't seen before.

"María and I are gonna have a smoke on the balcony, babe." I said kissing Tim's forehead.
María suggested we eavesdrop on their conversation - initially I was against it but she cracked the door open slightly and their conversation drew us in.

"I still can't believe your married, Tim." One of his friends said.
"Don't be cynical I like being married."
"Oh really, you much rather having your 24th birthday in your apartment than I don't know at a strip club!" One of his friends laughed.

I suppressed a gasp.
"When have I ever gone to a strip club?" Tim said
Oh thank god I thought.
"I'm just saying it'd be better."
"Na bro being married I've got my own personal stripper."
His friends roared with laughter.
And María gave me a shocked look.

"Your joking man." One of his friends laughed.
"No I'm serious, she said to me cause it's my birthday I can do whatever I want."
His friends whooped and hollered.

María mouthed "did you?" and I nodded embarrassed.
"So what you gonna do?" Another from inside laughed.
"Whatever I want." He said egotistically.
"And that is?"
"I'm not telling you ya pervert!"

I shut the door having heard enough.
"I can't believe he's talking about me like that." I said to María solemnly.
She rubbed my shoulder.
"Hey don't worry that's just guys, that's how they talk."
"But he's usually so poetic about that sort of thing, hearing him talk like that makes my skin crawl."

"That's probably why he said it when he thought you couldn't hear."
"I suppose so."
María gave me a hug and moments later we were back in the party.

Tim's behaviour made me feel a little sick and I was drinking a lot. So I didn't make an utter fool of myself María kept up with me and by the bed of the night she was making out with Tim's friend Joe in the corner.

When they'd all left I was so drunk that I was stumbling everywhere and Timmy was of a similar level.
He kissed me and I could taste the alcohol on his lips.

The sex that had been built up all day wasn't momentous after all. We were both bleary eyed drunk and I basically just lay there trying to forget about his unromantic attitude to sex earlier - the alcohol helped with that.

Still as I lay on his chest watching him fall asleep I felt how happy he was. He got to hang out with all his friends and  do whatever he wanted to me.

A/N : Ik this is a long one but it's the last for December so I wanted to make it count.