It’s 12am and your phone buzzes. You roll over and grab your phone- it’s Kendall.
You up for it know? It says.
Ugh, whatever, just come through the window. You reply back, knowing your best friend would come through there any minute. You straighten yourself up and clean up the clothes that sat in piles on the floor, and literally 5 minutes later, Kendall’s climbing up a tree through your window.
“Ready for this?” he asks, yanking his jeans down.
“Uhh, no” you yawn, not at all attempting to hide the fact that you’d rather be sleeping.
“C’mon, it’ll be a quick one tonight, I promise.” He says. Grunting loudly, you pull off your pyjama shorts and lay down on your bed, exposing your lower half to Kendall. “Ever told you that you’re beautiful”
“Kendall, I just want to go back to sleep, make this quick” you say. Kendall lets out a throaty chuckle.
“How come you’re never as excited as I am?”
“Kendall you’re my best friend, we’ve done this a million times and it’s always really late at night when you get off work- maybe once I’d like to have sex at a normal hour”
“Can’t help my schedule- admit it; you love the fact that your best friend is famous and he buys you cool things” he laughs, straddling over your legs half naked.
“I liked you when you weren’t famous to…but I guess I like you more now” you laugh. Kendall lightly slaps your thigh, making you screech.
“Ready?” he asks. You nod at him, wanting to go back to sleep more than anything.
“Please make it quick,” you laugh, stroking his arm.
“I can’t promise you anything” he says, “You know how I get” he says, gently stroking one finger up your folds. You arch your back and reach down, grabbing Kendall’s hand and stroking his fingers up and down you folds. “You like that baby?” he asks you, his fingers causing you the most pleasurable kind of friction. Your reply comes out as a muffled moan, urging Kendall to go on. He moves his head down between your legs, a feeling you’ve felt so many times before, yet still feels so amazing and foreign to you.
His tongue presses roughly against your clit as his hands work up and down your sides. You move your hand and curl it into his soft, dirty blonde hair, urging him to go harder against you.
“K..Kendall my god” you say. He laughs into your centre before kissing his way up your body, reaching your face.
“You taste amazing…hope you know that” he says.
“Is this weird?” you ask, gripping him behind the neck, pulling him down close again.
“Is what weird? Sex? No, sex is normal” he says.
“No, I mean like, best friend’s having sex; no strings attached?”
“No” he says, kissing your neck.
“But…”
“Oh my God, stop talking” he laughs, taking his pants off and throwing them across the room. “Suck me off”
You bite your lip and smirk at your best friend, who was never usually this vocal about what he wanted you to do- but hell you liked this side.
Kendall takes his place on the bed and you stare down at his hard appendage, stroking it softly up and down before placing your mouth over the tip, flicking your tongue through the pool of pre-cum that sits there.
“Ngh, please do not tease” he says, tilting your head towards him, “no teasing”
“Kendall, you woke me up at midnight- I don’t think you should be the one telling me what I can and can’t do. You could just as easily be jacking yourself off to internet porn but no- your best friend is about to give you no-strings attached sex”
He glares at you with those dark green eyes, trying his hardest to defeat you, but you’ve beat him at him own game.
“Kendall, you’re eyes don’t get me anymore, loser” you say, lowering yourself back down to his penis where you take as much of it in your mouth as you can without choking.
“Yeah…yeah that’s it…the head try the head…shit” he begs. You laugh around his manhood, sending vibrations right through his core before moving to the tip, gently kissing at it like you know your best friend loves. His hand moves and forms a death grip on your hair, as a rush of want like he’s never felt before rushes through him. He forces your head down as far as it can go, you gag a bit, stop and look up at him.
“Listen here” you say, “No deep throating, or making me gag- I’m your best friend not a fish” you say.
“Ever told you I hate you?” he laughs, pulling you close.
“You don’t tell me enough” you smirk, kissing him and forcing your tongue in his mouth. His hands wander along the small of your back before taking a grip on your hips, almost hard enough to form bruises. You grip at his neck, pulling him closer to you, wanting to feel as much of his bare skin against you as possible.
“Baby get in me” you pant, “I need you in me”
“Baby?” he says, laughing at you “That’s a new one”
“Fuck Kendall get in me” you say, straddling his hips.
He flips you over and positions himself so he’s angled at your entrance. “I liked baby better” he says, before pushing halfway into you.
“The fuck Kendall don’t stop!? What are you doing, you giant turd?”
“Call me baby” he smiles, flashing you those pearly whites and bright green eyes.
“Kendall the hell…” you whine.
“Call me baby and I’ll go in the whole way” he laughs.
“Oh my god. Baby please” you groan.
“Good girl” he snickers, pushing in all the way, causing you the most pleasurable types of pain; a feeling you’ve felt a million times before and yet you still can’t get used to the pleasure it brings you.
Kendall hitches your leg up around his shoulder, letting him get in deeper with each thrust, almost to the point where he’s hitting your spot so hard you want to scream. Your hands form a death grip on Kendall’s neck, pulling on the small strands of hair that sit there.
“K…Kendall” you moan, wanting him to come hard and fast inside of you- even though the thought freaked you out, you needed to cum.
His thrusts increase and they become harder and faster until you’re both literally sweating.
“So…close, come for me” he grits, “So tight my god c’mon”
You buck your hips up into him, arching your back until you can no longer take it because you’re about to fly over the edge.
“Kendall I…” but with one more hard thrust your there, coming hard around him before he spills into you, pouring out on the sheets below you, both of you panting for breath. You pull him down for a kiss before he rolls off beside you, pulling you in close to his chest.
“Remember when I said ‘You love when I buy you stuff?’” he asks.
“Mm….shut up” you say.
“No seriously, go to my bag loser, I brought you a gift”
You scramble out of bed, your legs almost collapsing below you and grab out a black bag.
“Open it, idiot” he says. You put your hand in the bag and grab out some black lingerie, and hold it up, raising an eyebrow.
“Kendall? Lingerie? Really?” you ask him, throwing it back on the floor and getting into bed with him.
“Yes and next time I text you have to be wearing it…baby” he laughs, and you elbow him in the chest.
“Ever told you that I hate you?” you smirk.
“You don’t tell me enough” he smiles back
