5SOS Smut

Marked Up - Calum Hood

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Calum was shaking in anticipation as he watched you from where he lay on the hotel room bed. His ears were still ringing from the concert earlier, and his adrenaline was still high - god, he loved the rush he got when he was on stage. Even that, though, couldn't compare to the feeling coursing through his veins as he waited for you to finally do something.

You had spent the entire day with him, experiencing the boundless energy while in the hotel and backstage, the pre-show jitters, wowing the crowd with their music, and lastly winding down, cracking open some beers with the guys and talking about the show (or, in Michael's case, yelling).

You and Calum had stumbled to your hotel room together, his lips on your neck as you giggled, trying to get the hotel key card in the slot. Once the door opened he had pushed you across the threshold, your bodies pressed against each other as you entered the dark room. Calum was kissing you with such fervor, like the taste of your lips was his own personal drug. However, tonight was about him; he was the one who had kicked ass in the concert, he was the one who had spent hours upon hours preparing for this tour. You wanted to give something back to him.

And that's how Calum now lays on the bed completely naked and half hard, his hair wet from the shower you had forced him to take. You had also told him that he was to not get dressed afterwards, instead pushing him to lay down and relax. Your words had been so sweet that he had complied with ease, that wonderful energy coursing through his body.

"What are you waiting for," he whispered, his chest rising and falling quickly with every breath. His cock continued to fatten, the tip slowly blushing that pretty red you loved so much. You smiled at him, finally standing up from the cushioned chair you had taken refuge on. Calum's brown eyes followed you, taking in your cleavage that was so nicely framed by the tank top you were wearing. He sighed as you finally climbed on the bed, crawling towards him.

"You did so good today, Cal," you purred, trailing a finger along his soft skin from his ankle to his hip. His skin broke out in goosebumps, his eyes fluttering as your fingers splayed across his hip. "You're so hot when you're on stage. I can't help but imagine you being that rough with me." Your hand continued traveling up his torso, over his stomach and up to his chest before slowly sliding your nails down his chest, a weak whimper coming from Calum. "Or maybe me being that rough with you," you whispered, pressing your nails harder against his skin. Calum's hips jerked off the bed, his cock now fully hard and laying heavy on his stomach. You giggled, kissing his chest. "You like that?" you asked, to which Calum furiously nodded yes.

You continued kissing his warm skin, licking his nipple before sliding down his chest, your lips hovering over his hips where your hand had been earlier. With a smile you kissed the skin before biting it, Calum's hands automatically finding your hair. You licked the indents before sucking at the skin, your nails grazing down his stomach. Calum was already panting at this point, his hips wiggling, searching for some kind of friction.

You pulled away from him, admiring the purple color of the hickey, trailing your finger over the sensitive skin. "Please," Calum whispered, lifting his hips once more. He sighed as you finally palmed him, giving him a few strokes before pulling away, ignoring his sound of protest.

"Be patient," you said, straddling his hips and bracing your hands on his shoulders. You leaned down and pressed your lips to his whilst simultaneously grinding your hips against his, the rough fabric of your jeans moving against his sensitive cock. He gasped at this, his open mouth letting your teeth catch his plump bottom lip, biting and pulling at the flesh. He moaned, his hands moving to your hips to hold you down harder on his cock, relishing in the friction.

"More," he whimpered, his hands sliding underneath your tank top. You didn't restrain his movements, letting his hands caress your skin and find their way to the clasp of your bra, unhooking the clasp with ease. He hastily pushed off the two articles of clothing, his hands automatically cupping your breasts. "I love you." The words were full of lust and sent a shiver down your spine. You pressed your lips to his once more, pulling back to look at him. Light red lines from your nails trailed down his chest, and his lips were swollen from your kisses. He was beautiful.

Easing off of him you shifted so you could unbutton your jeans and pull down the fabric, your underwear following soon behind. You absentmindedly trailed a finger between your folds, feeling your slickness. You pressed your finger between Calum's lips, his eyes closing at your taste.

"Fuck me," he mumbled around your finger, biting gently, making you giggle. You obliged, stroking his cock before gripping his hip, your fingers pressing deep against the muscle. You placed kisses up his chest, sucking lightly with each one, red marks blooming where you had been. Once you reached his jaw you trailed your teeth against the skin before placing a hickey behind his ear at one of his most sensitive spots. His hands, once again, pressed your hips against his. You finally shifted so you could tease the head of his cock along your pussy, suddenly sinking down on the length, the fullness making you moan at the same time as Calum. Your hands went to his hair, tugging at the roots as you rocked your hips back and forth, hypnotizing to Calum.

Soon his hips were matching the rhythm of yours, his head thrown back against the pillows with the help of the pull from your hands. A blush was warming his chest, your hands leaving his hair to trail over the pretty color.

"You're beautiful," you whispered, moaning as Calum shifted your bodies so he was sitting up, your legs wrapping around his torso, pulling your hips even closer, a shock sent through your body at the feeling of his cock filling you at this new angle. You gasped, your hands grasping at his shoulders to brace yourself. Calum began thrusting, the movements short and quick. He groaned as your fingernails bit at his skin, holding your body steady. Soon your head was resting on his shoulder, your breasts bouncing as he continued to fuck you. Calum had managed to take control of the night, despite your earlier intentions.

You began moving your hips against his, your nails dragging down his back. Calum grunted, asking for more as your hand returned to their original position so you could scratch down his back again. The amount of time between his thrusts began to lengthen, his breathing becoming more labored. You scratched down his toned back once more, the stinging finally sending Calum over the edge, his body jumping and his muscles contracting as he spilled into you, his open mouth pressing lazy kisses against your shoulder. You ran your fingers through his hair in a soothing motion, gently moving against him as he came down from his high.

The two of you sat there, melded together until Calum regained his senses. He leaned back, smiling softly as he took you in. "Thank you," he sighed, giving you a quick kiss. You smiled back, brushing the fringe off his forehead.

"You're amazing," you replied, stroking his back where your scratches still burned. "Let me clean those." You untangled yourself from Calum and retreated to the bathroom to clean yourself up before grabbing the antiseptic and returning to the bedroom where Calum now lay on his belly, his eyes half closed. "Sorry if this stings," you whispered before kissing his shoulder and opening the gel you were about to apply. Calum only sighed at the feeling of the medicine, the sting only fueling his love for your scratches.

"You're coming everywhere with me on tour," he mumbled against the pillow, smiling at his joke. You laughed, massaging his back.

"If I get to do this every night, I'm in."