Teenage Fever // Jude Bellingham

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The warmth of his palm pressing down on my lower stomach to restrict my back from arching off the sheets further spread through my body, mixing with the euphoric feeling of his tongue working against my clit.

My one hand fisted the bedsheets at my sides, while the other was tugging at his roots. The room was filled with my moans, which were progressively getting louder.

That was until he pulled away, making me snap my eyes back open to see him still kneeling between my legs, a lopsided smile on his face as he knew damn well what I was looking at him like that for.

"Dick." I muttered a little breathless, my legs closing being stopped by his hands on my knees forcing them apart again before they started making their way downwards; across my inner thighs.

"Later." I heard him comment, making me scoff to myself but quickly being shut up again when his face returned to its previous position between my legs.

I quickly reached the same level of pleasure that I had felt before he so rudely edged me; causing me to embarrassingly reach my high after just a few moments.

I was heavily breathing while trying to recollect myself when I felt his lips reconnect with my neck again, leaving soft kisses in a trail up to my jaw.

My eyes remained closed; but they soon opened when I felt the mattress dip on his side indicating that he'd gotten up.

"Where are you going?" I asked a little perplexed as I was sitting up, making him stop in his tracks.

"The, uh-" he pointed into the direction of the bathroom, "bathroom?"

I looked at him confusedly, until my eyes accidentally glanced down at his crotch and I let out a quiet 'oh' in realization; his lips morphing into a straight line at my reaction.

My face couldn't withstand the toothy smile my lips instantly formed; my head tilting sideways in the process. One thing about him was that he could go from the most confident guy I had ever met to the most awkward person in the room in a matter of two minutes.

"What?" He asked, seeming a little lost as if he wasn't able to keep up with my mood.

"You didn't think that I'd let you hang like that, right?" I inquired jokingly, "I'm a little offended that you think so low of me, honestly."

"I wasn't-" he started, but I interrupted him. I didn't really mean that, I was just teasing him a little. Which he knew. But I'd never give out on a chance to tease him.

"Shut up and get back here."

He didn't need to be told twice; his height towering over me from my lowered position on the bed when he reached me.

"So...." I sat up more, pulling his face to my level to kiss him for a split second, "what do you want me to do?"

He seemed to be a bit taken aback by the question, his eyes flickering between mine as if he was searching for an answer in my eyes. Was his ego still in the room with us?

I let my hands fall from his face, trailing them over his bare chest and abs before hooking some fingers into the waistband of his sweats; just like he had done with me.

When I looked back up at him, his eyes were still fixated on my hands. I guess that was enough of an answer.

I motioned for him to get rid off the sweats, leaving him in only his boxers.

I got up, grabbing his shoulders in the process to switch our spots; so that while I was now standing in front of him, he was sat on the edge of the bed.

His eyes attentively followed my every move; watching me sink down to my knees in between his legs.

My hands rubbed up and down his thighs, his breathing pattern audibly quickening already before me grazing across the visible bulge made him sigh in frustration.

I looked up at him with a questioning look, asking for silent consent to which he agreed with a nod.

He threw his head back in relief as soon as I came in contact with his tip, making me slide down further until he hit the back of my throat.

I slowly made my way back up before I began bobbing my head up and down, earning moans from him which increased the faster I got.

"Shit, Tia." He breathed out when I let him deepthroat me again, his hand coming up to gather my hair and wrapping it around his hand in a swift motion to guide me himself.

His movements got sloppier eventually; and soon after he stilled, releasing into my mouth with a strained, almost unnoticeable whimper before letting my hair fall freely across my back again to be able to use both of his hands to lean back on while catching his breath.

He then helped me up, a tired smirk on his lips as he pulled me onto his lap before kissing me.

okay so this was like the longest drought I've ever put you through but to my defense I had three exams in a week so😍 anyways this chapter is my apology ig. I swear if I see someone judge this I'll never come on this app ever again bc I've used literally all of the willpower I possess to pull through this for y'all🫵 don't expect another one of these 🔥🔥🔥