home from tour {smut}

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he's home from tour at 1:42 am

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he's home from tour at 1:42 am. tired stare. exhaustion in his breaths. shaky sigh. you stir awake from your golden slumber and blink up at him with sleepiness in your eyes.

'hi— ' he mumbles.

his fingers brush over your soft skin. delicate motions that make your heart melt.. like soft, golden butter.

'hi— '..

he discards his attire. cuddles with you under the covers. presses delicate kisses while his fingers brush over your hipbone.

a soft sigh falls from your lips while your fingers trace soft shapes over his black, velvet tattoos. eyes gentle as they stare into his.

'missed you' you mumble between kisses to his chest.

'missed you too'..

the soft moonlight shades his features silver. wispy curls frame his face. emeralds, a dark hue, fleet down to your lips. like two predators hunting for their prey. he leans in. nose nudges over yours and in seconds your lips mould together with his. like soft clay. tongues fight for dominance. like two wild deers.

'missed you so much' he mumbles between breaths.

his mouth travels south. leaves purple bruises and open mouth kisses to your neck. paints an artwork of them there.

'make love to me' you strangle out a soft whimper.

in seconds he takes off his briefs, throws them to the floor. then takes his time to remove your tee. his fingers dance down to feel your soaked panties and his cock twitches.

'please— ' your words muffle into a desperate moan when his thumb brushes over your slit.

his breath is so close to the underside of your ear that it makes your veins tingle. makes your heart race.

he pulls your panties apart. holds the base of his cock with his hand and sheaths in. your walls flutter around the gentle intrusion. welcomes it with desperate hunger.

'fuck— ' he breaths out.

his emeralds flicker. like streetlights and his heart beats fast. like heavy drums. he watches his cock disappear into your warm cunt. then fleet his gaze back to yours.

this feels like heaven..

it feels like home..

he places delicate kisses to your skin while he lets you adjust. mumbles 'my heart..'.

it's so intimate. his thrusts, gentle. breathless moans. chests pressed together.

'so close— ' you whisper softly.

'me too' he coos.

his thrusts are so delicate. so perfect, it makes your heart flutter.

'almost ther— ' the orgasm crashes. like ocean waves. it coats his cock.

slick noises fill the air. soft grunts fill the air as his hips tremble. he spills his cum into your soft tummy. collapses with exhaustion. buries his face in the crevice of your neck.

'i love you' he mumbles.

'i love you too'..

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