𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝙴; 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚁𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚒

𝙴 𝙿 𝙸 𝚂 𝙾 𝙳 𝙴 #𝟷𝟷

Just like every other day, I sat on my bed, only wearing a bra. Thomas took the iodine, to take care of the wound and bruises on the back of my neck, since those were the only ones left. Softly I heard him humming along with 'master of puppets' by Metallica. He turned towards me, and sat down behind me. I played with the sheets. Gently, he pulled my hair to one side, kissing my neck softly for a little while. "Shall we maybe go have diner tomorrow night or something?", I asked, feeling the painful iodine touching my skin. Thomas swallowed and I knew something was bothering him. "Thomas baby, what is wrong?", I wanted to turn around, but his strong hand made that impossible.

He let out a few deep sighs, before the cold towel touched the back of my neck. "Amore, I completely forgot about this, but we have a few gigs in France, Brussels and Sweden in two days", while saying this, he looked somehow disappointed and guilty. I wide-eyed, smiling brightly. "Baby that is amazing, why so sad", I turn around, and look at a boy who doesn't seem happy about playing international gigs with the best people in the world. "Thomas, aren't you excited", I ask again, while he folds the towel down. "I just don't want to leave you", by those words, he was able to make me cry.

"Baby, don't worry about me, I have Giorgia, and we'll FaceTime every night", my hand rest in his warm neck, and I lean in to press a kiss on his hair. "Cami, I can't leave you here all alone, what is you know who comes back here", he says, lifting me on his lap. A few times, I swallow, Thomas shouldn't be this worried about me, he should enjoy his life, and not being concerned about his girlfriend. "Listen very clear to me, he won't, and please don't worry about me so much, I have Giorgia, and you should have fun there", grabbing his cheeks, I say, giving him a strict face. "Just don't think about me too much", placing a small kiss on his nose, I said, earning a weird face from my boyfriend.

"How can I not think about you, you are practically my life", laughing, he said, kissing my cheek roughly. Giggling, and blushing like hell I pushed him away. "But I can't say I won't miss you my rockstar", I whispered, when our lips met. "But you'll be fine, and we can FaceTime", Thomas said, imitating my voice. Laughing I pecked on his lips, when the front door opened, and Ethan, Damiano and Victoria came in. Damiano had his hands covering his eyes, "are you guys fucking?", the singer asked, and I let go of Thomas his grip, getting off of the bed. "No Damiano we aren't", sighing I said, and Victoria closed the door behind you.

"Coffee, guys?", I asked, looking questioning at them. "No they don't want coffee", grinning, Thomas said, causing his three friends to raise their eyebrows. "Excuse me Raggi", Ethan said, a little insulted. Thomas came to stand right behind me, wrapping his protecting arms around my body. "I need some time with my baby", he whispered, kissing my neck, while I saw the other looking disgusting. "Well, love you too bro", Damiano said, raising his best friend a middle finger. "Don't be rude asshole, you guys want coffee", I push Thomas off of me, and offer the band some coffee. "No, we just came to give Thomas his jacket", Victoria said, throwing his jacket on the bed.

"And to ask if you guys want to come for lunch, but you guys clearly need some alone time", Ethan says, grinning. Thomas closed me in his grip again, and I barely got fresh breath. "I'm just going to miss my bellissima while we are gone", Thomas said, and Victoria started to play with his guitar. "Vic no!", he snapped, and ran towards his best friend. "I had to ask from Gio, if she can stay here or you at our place while we're gone", Damiano said, taking a quick sip from my coffee. "Oh yes sure I'll text her", I said, and less than a second later everyone left Thomas his apartment.

"And now you are mine", arms lift me up, and place me on the counter. "I believe I already was", I mumbled, wrapping my arms around his head, followed by my legs around his waist. "What do you want lover?", grinning at his beautiful eyes, I said. "Wasn't that clear?", he said, walking with me towards the bed. When I felt the soft pillow under me, Thomas crawled on top of me, placing his lips on mine. "Want something back for the last time?", whispering, I kissed him back roughly. "Everything you can give me", the guitarist mumbled, and I managed to roll over him. I earned a big chuckle and a relieved sigh from him, while I kissed his neck, resting my hands on his chest.

Load breathing, I felt his hand leading me downwards, causing me to swallow. "Only if you want to baby", he whispered, as soon as my hand met de buttons in his pants. Clearing my head, throwing the bad memories away, I softly undid his belt and started unclosing his pants. When I managed to throw his pants away, I swallowed again, and rubbed my foot against his. "Only if you want it", Thomas whispered again. And without any other though. My hand disappeared in his boxer, earning a raw groan from the guitarist. His hand one was between my hands, and Thomas moaned, pretty load. His mouth made an o-shape, and he bucked his hips. Seeing him like this felt weird, but also so good, so I started moving my hand only faster. "Holy fuck", he whined, throwing his hand backwards in the pillow. I let out a chuckle, and moved my hand only faster, around his rock hard member.

"Ah Cami", he groaned, gasping for fresh air, when I felt the mass dripping over my hand. I removed my hand, watching Thomas trying to recover. Quickly, I licked off my hands and dried them with the sheets, before I said down on Thomas his stomach. "Gosh baby, are you trying to kill me or not?", load breathing, he asked, and I felt hands around my hips, and he started moving them against his waist, when I stopped him. "No no, we are done for today", sounding strict, I said, placing a soft kiss on his sweaty forehead, before laying down next to him, resting my hands in his neck. 

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I hate this book, wbu?