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Third Person POV.
The door creaked open, and a tired looking Dylan walked in.
You turned your head to look at him and smiled.
"Hey, you're home..." You walked over to him with a kind smile plastered upon your lips.
"Yeah" He chuckled tiredly, stretching and sighing.
"Whats wrong? How was your day at work?" You asked, the smile slowly slipping from your grasp.
He shrugged slightly and sighed again, "Stressful.. " He slipped his coat off of his arms and hung it on the coat rack.
You walked closer to him, frowning slightly.
You wrapped your arms around him, hugging him.
"It'll be alright..." He nodded, wrapping his strong arms around you and rubbing your back.
"i know..." He dug his face into the crease of your neck and kissed your neck softly once.
"Thanks babe..." He smiled tiredly and a few moments later, he pulled away.
"You should take a nap if you're that tired.." you crossed your arms and leaned on one leg.
"oh really?" he smirked slightly, cocking an eyebrow.
"should i now?" Placing his soft hands on your hips- gently pulling your body closer to his.
"Yeah, you should.." You giggled, smiling up at him.
"I'll do what I want.." He said deeply, his slight smile turning into a smirk.
"what do you want?" you stared at him, curiously.
"After a long day of work... I want you" he mumbled quietly, his body quickly getting closer to yours- including his lips.
"I'm right here" You smiled slightly, reaching up and fiddling with the collar of his shirt.
"mm yes, you are.." He chuckled, craning his head down slightly and gently pressing his warm lips against yours.
You kissed back softly, tugging on the collar of his shirt and pulling him closer.
within a few seconds, the kiss grew deeper; and he began to back you up into the cold kitchen counter.
Still keeping his lips attached with yours, he picked you up by the back of your thighs and sat you on the counter top, his body sliding in between your legs.
You gently placed your hands on his face, holding him close to you and softly kissing his lips.
He wore a plain black V-neck, and it fit his body perfectly.
Your kisses grew deeper, stronger more in sync, rhythmic almost.
He slid you off of the counter, still holding you up you wrapped your legs around his waist and kept your hands on the back of his neck.
He carried you upstairs, still kissing you then he lead the two of you to the bedroom.
He gently laid you down onto the bed then sat up, breaking your kiss and pulling his shirt up and off his body.
He then pulled you up gently and slipped your shirt off of your body, and dropped it to the floor directly beside his shirt.
He then climbed onto you slowly, laying you down and kissing the bottom of your stomach moving upwards to your chest.
His warm wet lips slowly kissing your body, time ticking away slowly slowing down.
His lips reached yours and he connected them slowly passionately.
Just you two, bodies pressed together, lips syncing moving in rhythm.
His hands traveling your body, rubbing against your waist and onto your stomach.
You missed this, you truly missed his kiss- his touch.
He slid his lips away from yours, dragging them to your neck.
Leaving a trail of wet warm kisses down your neck, his lips hitting your soft spot- making a spike of pleasure shoot up your body.
He breathed heavily, trying to catch the breath he had lost just moments before.
He pulled his head back up, his deep brown eyes meeting yours a lustful dust floating around in his eyes.
You leaned up and grabbed his face gently, kissing him and closing your eyes.
Feeling his lips, tasting them- cherishing them.
You loved everything about him, his perfections- his flaws.
And the more time you spent beside him, you began to love him a little more.
