Love It When We Get Weird || C.B.

Sex (I Think I'm Catching Feelings)

Oh no, I think I'm catching feelings
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SMUT WARNING!!!

His touch. His lips and how they linger on mine. His hands, that caress my body perfectly.

I can't get those thoughts out of my head. When I see him, the tension is high as ever. I know we went over taking things slow, but god do I want him on top of me.

Of course these thoughts are running through my brain as I sit right beside the man I want to destroy me (in the best way possible).

"Y/N?" He taps my shoulder, pulling me from my sensual fantasy.

"Yes, Colbs" I smile back

"Are you okay, you've been kinda... off... the past few days?" He asks kindly as he takes his hand in mine.

I don't want to just come out and say it, but how else will I resolve this. What? Ignore him until I stop being a horny fuck, I'd never talk to him again if that was the case.

"If I tell you why I've been acting the way I have, you won't see me the same, you'll be upset..." he shakes his hand, softly grabbing my chin to turn my face towards his.

"I would never be upset with you for telling me how you feel darling." He gently runs his fingers through my hair as he responds.

I'm hesitant as I tell him my thoughts.

"You promise?"

"Yes baby" he smiles.

"Okay so, I know we said we were taking things slow, but this past month has been amazing. I feel closer to you than ever. I can't get my mind off of you...off of us. I keep thinking of that night. The night where I spazzed. Where it could've went, where I wanted it to go..." he stares intently, trying to take in my words.

"Are you trying to say, that you want me to make love to you?" I'm taken aback by his words. How did he know so quickly?

"Y-yea, but you can't make love to me if you don't love me, so don't worry about I-" he stops me.

"Who said I didn't love you. I've loved you for weeks now. I'm in love with you, probably enough to write a love song (A/N parx reference 😩)." A tear almost fell from my eyes as I heard his confession.

"I love you too , so much, but I didn't want to move too quickly. But I've always lived by 'when you know,you know' " I hid my face, embarrassed at my own confession.

"Come here." He grabbed my hand and pulled me into his lap. His fingertips traced my hips softly. He stared deeply into my eyes as if he was asking for permission to kiss me. I gave him a nod knowing what he wanted cause I wanted it too.

Our lips collided. It was a feeling I've never felt before. Complete. Loved.

He continued leading the kiss, slowly moving down from my lips to my jaw. He plants small nips on my jaw bone, and down to my neck. Sucking harshly on it.

"You don't mind if I leave a mark, do you?" He pulls back quickly to get consent, which made me feel even more safe.

"Yes, please." I gasp out.