HONEY. . . besson

𝟎𝟎𝟗: 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?

🍯- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ honey ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌🍯
(may have a little something ;) enjoy lmao)

"HOW LONG does it take for you to open a door? you really that incapable?" honey scoffed at the boy behind her, her growing irritated as she struggled to turn the key in her door. in her defence she was struggling to get the door open because of the trail of kisses he was placing down her neck.

"well if you weren't distracting me with not keeping it in your pants all the way here corbyn, this would be a problem." the vibrations of his laugh hit against her neck, making a shiver run down honey's spine. "gotcha."

relief ran through her as she swung open her front door. she didn't have time to make any further teasing comments to the boy behind her, as immediately when the door closed behind the pair, his lips were on hers.

shoes were thrown, bags were dropped anywhere they could, the two adults not caring at all where they ended up.

the feeling of her back colliding with one of the walls that made up the entrance hall, honey couldn't help but gasp. corbyn smirked, leaving lips, instead kissing her neck. he had reached a sensitive area, making honey not only tilt her head to the side, allowing corbyn more access, but to also let out small sounds of pleasure.

"really? don't fancy the bed at all? not your style or something?"

"honey." corbyn pulled back, looking at her directly. "just shut up." he breathed out a laugh, not allowing honey to argue as he pulled her into for another kiss, his hands roaming her body. honey felt his hands trailing further and further down, bringing her to pull away from the boy. confusion filled his face, honey couldn't help but smile as she raised an eyebrow to corbyn before her.

"what? did i do something wrong?"

"corbyn i know where you want your hands to go, so either hurry up and do it or stop." corbyn laughed, him immediately putting his hands under honey's thighs, hoisting her up.

"wrap them around me." honey did exactly that, corbyn resuming his kisses to her neck, honey wrapping her arms around the back of his neck.

"up the stairs, the second door on the left." honey blurted out, not needing corbyn to ask the question that had not been verbalised, but was lingering in the air. corbyn took it into account, his hands adjusting themselves under honey's dress, making the blue material ride up her thighs each step they advanced up the stairs.

the two adults grew inpatient, them clawing at one another's clothes before they even made to honey's bedroom. but when they did make it, corbyn took no time in heading straight to the bed, careful dropping honey down before leaning over her.

"hi."

"don't bother with the cute shit corbyn." before corbyn could interject, honey grabbed his top, reducing the gap between them as her lips found his. hands ran up her body, lifting up her dress in the process. honey couldn't help but shiver as the air hit against her exposed torso. the coldness didn't last long however, honey feeling the heat of corbyn trailing kisses up her body as he continued to take off the dress.

"fuck honey." she couldn't hold back the groan at the deepness of corbyns voice, her hands finding it's way into his hair. a gentle tuck made corbyn groan in pleasure before his lips made their way back onto honey's. "-you in blue, fuck."