KISS THE RING ☆ Taylor Hawkins

26. You look so fine

The first lights of that cold February morning peeked out from the long burgundy curtains placed in front of the windows of the room, illuminating more and more the parquet and the blanket placed at the end of the bed. Diane was the first to wake up, moving slowly in Taylor's arms who was still sleeping with his head resting on his hand, lying on his left side as his right arm held the redhead to him. The girl's heart began to beat faster when she finally woke up and had the realization of where she was at the moment and with whom; this made her eyes widen before putting her fingers on them, rubbing them to get the sleep off her and then rest her gaze on the drummer next to her. Now there is no way out. She thought, continuing to look around the room. What had happened the night before was inevitable, that's for sure, but that only fueled her paranoia: what if it doesn't work? What if he gets tired right away? What if he turns out to be exactly like everyone else? One part of herself felt really stupid just thinking about those questions, the other was extremely terrified of the possible answers. The problem was not even the "seriousness" of the relationship, she was afraid of herself, of her behavior that she had developed in recent years, also due to the various traumas caused by external parties. When she looked back at the blonde she noticed that his chest half uncovered by the white blankets rose and fell slowly and the sound of his light breathing filled the room. Diane bit her lower lip watching the drummer's locks frame his beautiful face and she couldn't help but put her right hand on the boy's jaw, then approaching him to be able to leave small kisses on his neck. One thing was certain: he had awakened her dormant libido mainly from drugs and then from medicines (same thing, right?). Taylor just muttered something incoherent as soon as he felt the girl's teeth squeeze a flap of skin, making him turn his head slightly to the opposite side of the redhead. When the blond opened his eyes he put a hand on his forehead, taking a few seconds to wake up completely, but it was impossible not to turn his gaze to the redhead when he felt her nails run along his torso to his lower abdomen. Diane brought her free hand to the drummer's face and he let himself be kissed under the ear as he continued to keep his eyes closed, this time with a more relaxed expression on his face. "Good morning, love." She whispered before slipping her right hand under the covers, where the boy's erection was now more than evident. His breath was caught in his throat when he felt the singer's fingers close around his member and, letting himself be caressed, he placed his lips on those of the girl who welcomed him with a kiss as delicate as her movements. "Did you sleep well?" She asked him keeping her gaze on the blond's who nodded just before panting and narrowing his eyes slightly. Diane ran her thumb over the tip of his member to be able to spread the droplets of precum that came out of him and in the meantime she could feel the drummer's fingertips sink into her back as he pushed her further and further towards him. she. "Please..." She looked at him with a satisfied half-smile on her lips, looking down at him as he continued to look at her in frustration. "Tell me what you want." Taylor threw his head back, leaning on the pillow and letting out yet another moan, closing his eyes in the process. "Fuck, Cherry..." - "What do you want?" Diane could not help but smile when she felt the spasm of his member between his fingers, thus deciding to move to the end of the bed to straddle the legs of the blond still under the covers. He kept his gaze fixed on the redhead's movements and, as soon as she approached his glans with her tongue, he parted both his lips and his eyes. The redhead didn't waste any time, also sensing the frustration from the drummer, and welcomed the whole shaft in her mouth, starting to please him with rhythmic movements of both the head and the hand. Taylor put his fingers through her hair, first gently stroking her head and then grabbing her to guide her movements. Diane gasped at his squeeze between her locks of hair, causing him to moan further from the vibrations emanating from her throat and, within minutes, listening to his marathoner's breath, she felt the semen of the blond whiten her tongue. "Fuck, I... I'm sorry, Diane." The boy sat up almost immediately, waiting for an answer from her who, looking at him and running the back of his hand over her lips, swallowed his semen and then smiled sweetly at him. He looked at her in amazement before pulling her back to him, making her sit on his pelvis to kiss her passionately. "Hey..." Taylor whispered into the girl's lips as she giggled slightly at him, pulling his hair back and then braiding her arms behind his neck. "It was a nice awakening, I could get used to it..." he leaned slightly with his head towards the girl who just moved away from him, still with a smile on her face, while his hands lingered on the hips of her. "We'll see, honey."