5sos Imagines

Be A Little Bad: Bad Boy!Calum

'Baby, its not gonna kill you if you miss half the day...'
You groaned as you read your boyfriend's text, practically hearing the words escape his pleading lips.
'Well it could've been the whole day if you weren't suspended...'
You replied, cautiously putting your phone back in your desk in order to make it look like you were copying the equations off the board. Although, you were pretty sure not even Blaise Pascal could even keep up with your gruelling mathematics class.
'The guy deserved it he was egging me on! Fuckin Greenburg...'
You silently laughed, sensing he was still fuming from last weeks brawl. The reason he wasn't next to you in class, distracting you in person like he normally did.
Calum saw the 'lovely' Eric Greenburg, or Greenburg like he's known to many, keeping his gaze on your backside for a little too long. However, You brushed it off, not seeing it as a concern. That is, until he brought his hand to your bottom half, smacking it with all his might.
"Greenburg, what the fuck?" you snapped, nearly burning holes into his skull. In the past, you denied his attempts to woo you. That hallow head of his couldn't take no for an answer the first of couple times it left your annoyed lips. You could've told him no in 18 different ways and he still would've responded with "i'll take that as a maybe, darling."
He was the captain of the football team; the guy that every girl in your school was fawning over. The typical dreamy scenario played through all their heads as they watched him on the field, some of his 'fans' not failing to tell their fantasy to you; he'd be standing at your homecoming game, the final minutes just ticking faster and faster as he ran with the football. The object that could make or break the game. He'd score in the remaining 30 seconds and the crowd would go wild, but of course, he wouldn't fail to run over to you. His lips would press to yours and kiss you passionately as rain would start to fall, the soft drops of water rolling on your skin. What a dream right? Wrong.
That wasn't your dream, in fact, that was far from anything you've ever dreamt of. You didn't even have to daydream or wake up from a lovely night's sleep to have a glimpse of your ideal man; your perfect, fairytale guy was standing right in front of you. Not to mention, in a total badass package.
Your dream guy sported a jet black quiff with vanilla highlights and if his prominent facial features and gorgeous smile weren't dreamy enough, he had tattoos that graced his deliciously toned arms and broad chest. Your eyes nearly popped out of your head every time he shrugged off his leather jacket, the thoughts going through your mind only being on the explicit side. You were obviously attracted to Calum from the moment he walked into your English class last year, already loving the fact that he was the mysterious new kid. It didn't take long for him to attain the label 'bad boy', ditching most of his classes to hang with a couple other kids in your grade. He would take drags of his cigarette on the way to your school's field, not failing to mouth off to a bickering teacher or two in his path.
Sometimes you would watch him from the classroom's window, mesmerized by the smoke ghosting out of his lips. This particular time it was your 3rd period class and rather than paying attention to your World Issues lesson, your eyes were trained on the Australian bad boy. That was the first moment he saw you, nearly gaping at your beauty. Your hair was in an effortlessly gorgeous high ponytail, which only accentuated your flawless facial features even more. He was nearly about to groan when he saw you blow a bubble with your gum, your pouty lips pressing against the thin walls of your strawberry hubba bubba making him imagine every unholy thought in the book. When you finally made eye contact, it was for a lengthy period of time before either of you noticed that you were lost in each others eyes. He gave you confident head nod accompanied with a wink, sending an immediate shock through your system. You looked away quickly, not wanting him see your embarrassed expression.
Little did you know, your blushed cheeks had more of an effect on him than you thought they would. He sought you in the halls almost every day after that, not failing to talk to you and make a laugh escape your perfect lips. It didn't take long for him to kiss you either, the sexual tension between the both of you being too overwhelming to brush under the rug. You two were inseparable ever since.
Fast forwarding back to last week however, when Greenburg decided to high five your ass unannounced. Calum was all but fuming, wanting to lay a punch on the football star's face. He knew you didn't like when he was overbearingly protective, but this time he couldn't help it.
"There was a bee there, I didn't want it to sting you. You should be thanking me," Greenburg said confidently, giving you a smug grin that Calum was more than ready to wipe off.
"Sorry but I don't think that's your job now, is it?" Calum questioned, putting a protective arm around you. You cuddled closer to his side, feeling safer the longer you stayed in his embrace.
"I didn't see you doing anything about it." Greenburg mumbled, causing your eyes to squint in disgust.
"Maybe because he didn't have to, since there was no bee," you spoke, not believing him from the moment he opened his mouth.
"How would you know-"
"It's still fucking cold outside and there are no bugs in sight, dumb ass" Calum spat, shaking his hands. "Get your hands off my girl, you piece of shit." He said, getting in his face.
"What are you gonna do about it?" Greenburg laughed, pressing his chest into Calum's to try and intimidate him. You knew it wasn't working, Calum merely cocking an eyebrow at his lame attempts to scare him. However, Greenburg wasn't giving up. He knew exactly what made Calum angry, and he loved pushing him to the point where he lost it. You were almost surprised that Calum hadn't fully laid into him yet, but you had a feeling that day was going to be today.
"You afraid she's gonna leave you?" Greenburg muttered, bumping his chest into Calum's. "You afraid she's finally going to realize that she's wasting her time on you? You know she can do better than a delinquent like yourself. And when she does, you know damn well who she'll be on her knees for. So why don't you do yourself a favour and-"
His speech was cut to an abrupt end when Calum started throwing his fists into his face, not even caring about the crowd he was drawing. You ran over and immediately pulled him, practically tearing up at your boyfriends actions. You knew he was just protecting you, but it never failed to scare you when he got this angry. Your fingertips on his arm immediately calmed him down, his body automatically relaxing at your touch. Something he couldn't get enough of.
He brought you into a tight hug, resting his chin on the top of your head. "Let's go, baby," he whispered, your only response being to nod your head in agreement. Although, your footsteps came to a halt when you heard the principal yell at Calum to join her in her office.
Your phone vibrating uncontrollably against the metal of your desk knocked you out of your trance, immediately going to grab it your hands. You thanked the God's that your teacher didn't hear the loud noise, although your friends snickering at your frantic movements wasn't exactly helping. You shot them a playful glare as looked through your messages, eager to see what Calum had sent you.
"Baby, you don't even have anything coming up in those classes that you need to be there for!
"What could be more important than seeing your dying boyfriend? :("
"You're dying?"
"Of boredom, yeah"
"You're too much,"
You responded, shaking your head at his constant begging. You were considering taking Calum up on his proposition; it would be nice to get an early start on the weekend after a hectic couple of days involving brutal tests and assignments. You knew your next period teachers were most likely going to be playing a movie, not even bothering to teach a lesson and give you extra work to do. However, it was fun to banter with him. So you kept him on edge.
"What do I get out of it?"
"What do you mean?"
"If I skip, what would that do for me?"
"Oh baby, you don't even want to know all the things it could do for you ;)"
"Try me,"
You sent, biting your bottom lip as you did. You and Calum never sexted often, due to the fact that he was a short drive away and you'd rather be riding him in person than texting about it. But when you had to stay in for whatever reason, Calum's sexting skills never failed to amaze you. You weren't bad either to be honest; you'd end up leaving each other in a hot and sweaty mess, the words you exchanged working you up in a lust filled craze. It would always end up with him calling you, and luckily, you would be getting out of class in less than five minutes to take part in that.
"I'd start off with grabbing those fucking gorgeous tits of yours, pulling on your nipples they way I know you like. I'd wrap my mouth around them, making sure to suck extra gently on them after for you. I'd squeeze them in my hands and run my tongue on your smooth skin. I'd make sure i'd leave something there, I love seeing those pretty little marks on your skin. Your body always responds to me when I do that, doesn't it princess?"
You nearly groaned out loud, the arousal between your legs starting to get unbearable. You started at the clock, the minutes going by way too slowly for your liking.
"Answer me, baby,"
"Fuck Calum,"
you responded, hoping he could practically hear the way you would say that if you were with him. You'd be heaving breathlessly on his lips, wanting more from from his teasing fingertips. You'd trail your fingertips down his biceps, leaving a trail of pink lines from your nails.
"Then i'd focus on that pretty little pussy I can't get enough of. I'd run my fingers all over your folds, collecting everything that's spilling out from them. You're always so wet, it drives me nuts. I'd press my fingers on your clit and rub until you screamed at me to 'do something' in that pleading voice I love so much. I'd have my fingers inside you, stretching you out a little. You're always so tight, baby. I love watching you get off on my fingers, it's so fucking sexy when you beg for me in that voice you use when you're cumming."
You could tell he was smirking at your pain, the knot in your stomach twisting.
The bell rang finally after what felt like decades, jolting you from your seat as you practically ran out of the classroom. You immediately made your way to the bathroom, not caring for a single second about the weird looks you were getting. You locked the door to the bathroom stall and immediately called the person who was driving you crazy.
"Well hello, princess." He answered confidently.
"How could you do that to me? I nearly fucking came while Mrs. Bender taught the goddamn pythagorean theorem!" You said, trying not to let him know you secretly loved it.
"Maybe she would've thought you were just really excited about math," he teased, making you roll your eyes.
"Yeah right," you said, giggling a little.
"So," he started, even though you already knew what he was going to finish with. "What do you think?"
"What do you mean?" You teased.
"Are you going to skip the rest of the day to hang out with your loving boyfriend?"
You paused a bit before you answered.
"Come on, love. You know you want to," he pleaded, making you smirk at his change of tone. He was almost begging, something you couldn't resist. "Be a little bad for me, love," he moaned, feeling yourself getting turned on by the sound of his voice.
"Pick me up in 5 minutes,"
"There's my good girl," he said, his voice husky and full of arousal.
You turned off your phone, biting your bottom lip in anxiousness. You quickly made a pit stop at your locker, grabbing some items you know you needed for the weekend. You grabbed your jacket, pulling it around your shoulders as you inhaled the familiar scent.
It was one of Calum's old leather jackets; one that didn't fit him anymore and he was more than happy to give it to you, knowing you would look perfect in it. It was still a bit big but you couldn't help but love that about it. How it hugged you (almost) the same way Calum did. It always smelt like him; like musky, cigarette smoke. You'd become accustomed to the scent, and slightly obsessed with it. You didn't know how much you loved it until you noticed it's signature aroma fading. He'd find you on his doorstep with a sheepish grin on your face, holding the jacket out for him to take. He'd keep it for a couple days until it engulfed his scent again, making a warm smile dance across your face when you finally got it back. Calum always rolled his eyes playfully when he'd find you knocking on his door at whatever time, but you knew he loved that you couldn't get enough of his natural scent. He couldn't help but feel his insides twitch when he'd find you curled up on the couch, resting your head on ,or, draped in his jacket. It was one of the best things Calum's ever given to you, and you'd never fail to show your appreciation for it everyday.
You closed your locker and looked to your left, noticing Greenburg talking with some of his team mates. Since the principal just saw Calum being physical she only suspended him, leaving you alone to deal with the quarterback that had you seeing red. However, a devilish smile played across your face when you noticed his black eye, knowing Calum definitely did the damage he's been wanting to do for the past couple months.
It took a lot of self-restraint not to run full speed towards the main doors; a scolding by one of your teachers was not something on your agenda this afternoon. When you managed to push open the doors, you smiled at what was there to greet you.
Calum was waiting by his car, leaning against the hood of his beaten up ride. You had to admit, his car wasn't in the greatest shape. Rust covered most parts of his car, a door squeaking in pain almost every time it was opened. Dents were pressed into the doors due to a couple of bad parking jobs (some of them may or may not have been caused by you learning how to parallel park.) But you managed to make some of the best memories in there, so naturally, its pros outweighed the cons.
A cigarette rested between his lips, watching the leaves move in the wind before he saw you coming closer to him. He took the cigarette out of his mouth the moment he saw you, a smile playing on his lips. He dropped the bud to the ground, letting it roll away without a care as he wrapped his toned arms around you.
You buried your face in the crook of his neck, deepening the embrace. You didn't realize how much you loved his hugs until they were taken away from you. Now that you were in his arms, you couldn't seem to leave them.
Due to his suspension, his parents weren't being the easiest on him. He wasn't allowed to go out that much, their reason being "you might as well be suspended from everything else as well." Even if that meant not seeing you as much as you both would like. You felt him press his lips to your forehead, smiling against your skin.
"Hi, baby," he said, tilting your chin up to look him in the eyes.
"Hi," you giggled, pressing your lips to his quickly. Or so what you thought would be quick.
The minute your lips were against his he cupped your cheek, intensifying the kiss instantly. He moved your bodies so you were the one leaning against the car, him standing between your legs. He hoisted you up on the hood, placing firm hands on your thighs as his mouth explored your skin. His lips travelled down to your neck, making it hard for you to hold back your moans as his teeth grazed the spot that made you weak.
"Calum," you warned, knowing you shouldn't be doing this so close to your school. You both already got a warning about being 'too touchy' on school property, so you didn't want to push your limits.
"Come on, Y/N" he whined, "I haven't seen you in days." he dragged, his lips still working wonders against your neck. "I missed you."
"Don't you want to show me how much you missed me?" you questioned, your voice almost at a whisper as your foreheads touched.
He moaned, lacing your fingers and dragging you to the passenger's side of his car. Calum could be as hard as a rock in his nether regions and he would never fail to be a gentleman. He opened the door and you sat down, the seat squeaking as you tried to sit comfortably.
Calum was driving off before you both could even put your seat belts on, smirking when you saw his obvious bulge. You brought your hand to his and ran your fingertips through the spaces between his fingers, making him feel as if your actions were innocent. However, they were far from it.
You brought his hand up to your mouth and kissed his knuckles; they were still a little bruised but nothing compared to what it looked like an hour after he put it to use last week. He smiled softly, your soft lips feeling good against his skin.
You ran your thumb over the middle knuckle of his fingers, deciding you couldn't wait any longer. You gently took his index finger in your mouth, sucking on it as if it were his length. He bit his lip roughly, rolling his head back when he came to a red light.
"Princess," he moaned, sounding like a warning.
"Hm?" you responded, too busy twirling your tongue around his finger to talk.
"Stop."
"Why?" you muttered, biting the tip of his finger with your teeth. His mouth gaped as you scraped your teeth against his skin, knowing he was more than ready to take you in the backseat any minute now.
"Because I haven't fucked you in a while and I want it to be in my bed and not on the side of Belford Street," he muttered, his voice almost sounding strained. You took his finger out of your mouth and kissed the tip of it, not wanting to argue with him. You placed it back on his lap, giving his thigh a light tap as you pulled your teasing hand away.
Calum nearly pushed his speed from 0-100 as soon as the light turned green, not wanting to spend another minute in the car. Even though Calum warned you not to tease, you couldn't help it. His vulnerable state made it almost impossible not to push him further, wanting to make his arousal grow for you even more. You took no time to run a graceful hand over his bulge; light enough so he barely felt it, but hard enough to let him know what you were doing. He let out a heavy sigh, him clearly being shaken by his hormones. "You drive me fucking crazy," he moaned under his breath, almost at a whisper.
After what felt like decades, you made it to Calum's house. He was out of the car before you were, but he didn't fail to run over to your side and open the door for you.
"My parents are gone for the weekend," he said, moving at a quick pace to his front door. He turned around and wiggled his eyebrows at you, making roll your eyes at his antics.
"And that's valid information for me because?" you teased, knowing how his mind was working.
You weren't in the house for more than two seconds before Calum threw your bag off your shoulder, as well as your jacket. He pressed you against the wall, his breath hot against your lips. His mouth ghosted over your mouth, making you whine due to the fact that his lips weren't on yours.
He smirked, "You don't think you wanna stay here a little while this weekend, pretty?" he asked, placing the fallen strands of hair behind your ear. You couldn't respond when he pressed his lips to your neck, his warm lips feeling sensational against your skin. He immediately worked on your sweet spot, making you putty in his hands. "I haven't seen you in so long, I thought we could catch up." He bit the skin on your neck, making you hiss as you ran your fingers through his black locks. "I almost forget what you look like underneath all these clothes, baby. I might have to take some extra time with you so I can remember everything,"
"Calum," you whispered, tugging the hair by his neck desperately.
"Hm?" He mumbled, brushing the tip of his nose against yours.
"Please," you whined, not knowing how much teasing you could take.
"Please what?" He asked, taking your bottom lip between his teeth. He let it bounce back once you started grinding your hips into his, hoping he caught your drift.
"Fuck me," you stated, his eyes widening due to your boldness.
He gripped the back of your thighs in his hands, signalling for you to jump. You wrapped your legs around his waist, roughly kissing his lips you made your way to his bedroom. You didn't realize you were there until you felt Calum sit down on the mattress, the soft covers pressing against your shins. You pushed him down so you were laying on top of him, grinding your hips into his as your lips kissed the length of his neck.
"This has to go," you moaned, tugging at the hem of his black t-shirt. Once it was off your eyes were trained to his tattoos, as if they were magnetized. Your eyes never failed to get lost within them. You knew the story to each design that graced his arms and chest, every good one and every bad one, making you fall in love with them even more. You placed gentle kisses on them as you made your way to his stomach, his ripped jeans concealing what you desperately wanted.
You worked on the zipper as he pulled your top over your head, working his hands through the strands of your hair once your top was thrown across the room. You took your jeans off, showcasing your black lacy set to his greedy eyes. He rubbed a hand over his length, his eyes trailing down your figure. You replaced his hand with yours, electing a moan from his lips.
"Fuck, Y/N" he moaned, shifting due to his obvious arousal. His hands were immediately on your back, skillfully undoing the clasp of your bra. Your breasts fell from their confines, his hands immediately drawn to the newly exposed part of your body. "So goddamn pretty," he moaned, making your movements faster.
You didn't wait long before tugging off his boxers, your eyes falling down to length. You licked a long stripe under his member, making sure to hit the vein that made him squirm. You kissed the tip, harshly sucking on the head.
"Do something, my good girl. Show me how naughty you are." He moaned, his gravelly voice enough to send you over the edge. You took his whole length in your mouth, not even needing to warm up due to Calum's challenge. The tip of your nose brushed his pubic bone, causing a gasp to escape Calum's plush lips.
He nearly shouted, not expecting that so quickly from you. "Jesus Christ," he moaned, gripping your hair gently as you bobbed your head up and down. You tongue moved around his length, licking every square inch of his rod. Your eyes fluttered to his face; his eyes were skewed shut and his breathing was shaky.
Seeing him like this made you bob your head faster. You loved that a simple flick of your tongue could have him throbbing for you; his bad boy demeanour going away within seconds of your mouth being wrapped around him. A flick of your wrist could send him over the edge, his grabby hands finding any part of your body to hold onto, as long as it was you. His eyes caught yours, a smirk playing on his swollen lips.
He brought a thumb to your cheek and wiped away the residue from a tear; one that had been caused by taking him a little too deeply. His thumb circled the rosy skin, brushing it ever so gently. "You always suck me so good, princess" he moaned, his dick twitching in your mouth with every word.
You brought you mouth off of him, replacing it with your hand. His teeth harshly bit his lip, a ragged moan escaping the between his lips. "You gonna come for me, Calum?" you moaned, mimicking his lip bite as you watched him unravel underneath your touch.
"Fuck, Y/N"
"Come for me, baby. I want to taste you. I miss your cum in my mouth." You whined, feeling Calum jolt under your fast moving fingers.
You placed your mouth over Calum and seconds later he released himself. You let him pour down your throat, collecting everything he had to offer. Once you felt like you took everything you raised your head to look at him, licking the remains off your lips. His eyes were glazed with lust, heavy breaths still falling from his perfect lips.
"Fuck, I love your mouth." He growled, cupping your cheek with his large hand. He roughly meshed your lips together as you straddled his waist, missing him being so close to you. Your mouths moved across one another's effortlessly, as if your soul purpose was to kiss each other. His hands trailed down to grab a handful of your bottom, making your hips grind into his with force. You gasped at the sensation, only to have his tongue sneak into the open crevice between your lips.
He shimmied himself underneath you, pulling your hips towards his mouth. You obliged, allowing yourself to comfily rest on his chest as he toyed with your panties.
"As much as I want these off, I can't wait any longer without your pussy on my mouth." He groaned, dipping his thumb into your undies, running it over the sensitive bud of nerves. He pulled you up further, close enough so you could feel his breath bounce off your skin. "You think you can hold it like this for me, sweetheart?" He asked, referring to how his fingers were pulling your underwear to the side, showcasing what he wanted. You shook your head in agreement, words not being able to form due to how turned on you are. He smirked up at you, knowing that was the reason as well.
He licked forcefully along your folds, a whimper escaping your lips. He held your hips down with his hands, his fingers digging into your hips. He restrained any movement you wanted to do, only making it harder for you to sit still. He licked your clit in short little motions, flicking the bud each time. You raked your fingers through the blonde part of his quiff, yanking on it in pleasure.
"Calum," you whined, wanting to buck your hips on his face with every movement his tongue made. He kept going, keeping his licks minimal just to tease you even more. You tugged on his hair a little harder, forcing his chocolate eyes to look up from his current view of your pussy.
"Hm?" he asked, his thumb trailing down your left hip to rub strong swipes over your clit.
"Please," you whined, moving your hips in hopes that he knew what you meant.
"Please what?"
"Let me ride your face," you asked, correction, pleaded. "I want to ride you," you breathed again, making sure he knew what you wanted with a slight thrust of your hips.
He smirked devilishly, knowing just what he was doing to you. "Well how could I say no to that?"
He removed his grip from your sides, giving you full range to do whatever you wanted. You rode yourself on his tongue, the feeling of his lips sucking on your lower regions sending you to another world. He moaned against your centre, sending a pleasurable vibration through your body. His hands came up to grab your breasts, lightly tweaking your nipples between his thumb and index finger.
"You taste so good," He said against your centre, licking every inch of you. "I swear I think I could live the rest of my life buried inside your sweet pussy." He groaned, sending more pleasurable vibrations through you.
You moaned, his words causing you to roughly pull at his thick hair. His tongue licked bold swipes on your clit, making you buck you hips more wildly. He wrapped his mouth around your folds, his hands finding their way to your hips. He stilled your hips as he sucked, sending waves of pleasure all through your body.
His tongue moved quickly along and inside of you, a loud moan escaping your lips. His tongue prodded your entrance, making it impossible to hold your orgasm any longer. You breathed heavily as one of his hands went to massage your breast, your mouth opening in pleasure.
"Calum, I'm-" you cried, his tongue still moving against your slit.
"Let it go for me, baby. I want to taste you." I mumbled, his mouth still pressed firmly against your centre.
One more buck of your hips sent you over the edge. You were a moaning mess on the tip of his tongue, your centre throbbing at the intenseness of your orgasm. Your slow pants were a signal you were finished, causing you to move downwards so you could press your lips to Calum's lovingly.
He kept them there for a brief second, not waiting long before flipping you over. "Can't wait another second without being inside of you." He rasped, placing a firm kiss on your lips as his hands went to grip the sides of your panties.
He didn't even bother to try and get the material off your legs gently, ripping the lacy fabric that covered your lower half. You groaned in annoyance, but the wetness between your legs was speaking otherwise.
"Calum!" You whined, unhappy with his handling of your undies.
"Relax, I'll add it to the list of ones I owe you." He winked, leaning over to grab a condom from the bedside table. The way he was leaning made his abs look deliciously good, almost mouth watering. You couldn't help but lift your body up to press loving kisses all over it, causing him to rake through his draws faster and more carelessly.
He ripped the condom open in record time, slipping it on without the help of your touch. He ran his length over your slit, teasing you with the head. "Calum, do something." You whined, gripping the soft covers underneath your fingertips.
"Anything for you, pretty girl." He mumbled, kissing your lips before sliding into you.
You both moaned in sync with one another, his rod filling you up with every thrust. Your nails trailed down his bicep, not failing to leave a few marks over his ink as he pressed his lips to the exposed skin of your collarbone. His teeth grazed your skin, causing your nails to dig harshly into the skin on his back.
"Baby, you're so tight." He cried, his trusts becoming faster when he felt your mouth on his neck. "I could pound into you for fucking days and you'd still have the tightest little pussy."
"Calum-" You moaned, the feeling of his lips wrapping around your breast causing your head to spin. He gently sucked on your skin, his teeth carefully brushing against your sensitive nipple. His hand massaged the other breast, wanting to give it the same loving attention. A shaky sigh parted your lips as your hands pressed against his back, wanting him closer to you than he already was.
"You like that baby?" He asked, his mouth still attached to your breast. You bucked your hips upwards, not being able to mutter a response. Calum wasn't okay with that, however. He gently bit the skin, causing loud sound to escape your mouth.
"Fuck, I love it. Love it so much," you almost whispered, the feeling of his length pounding inside of you being indescribable. He breathed a sigh out of his nose, lifting his head up to press a chaste kiss on your lips.
You felt his hand snake between you, toying with your clit as your mouth gaped in pleasure. He moaned when he felt your nails tear at the skin on his back; marking it with your touch, branding it with your fingertips. You knew he had a slight pain kink, even though he wasn't one to admit it. You gently pressed your fingertips against the skin you marked up, causing growl from the feeling.
"You gonna come for me?" He asked, almost whimpering as your teeth bit the exposed skin on his shoulder. You felt yourself clench around him, the sensation causing the air to get caught in your lungs.
"Fuck," You cried, pressing your lips to his to conceal the moans you knew would be painfully loud.
"Be loud, baby. Be as loud as you want." He growled, finding the spot just between your neck and shoulder to suck on. Your moaning was anything but quiet the minute that happened, the feeling of yourself spilling out for him closely approaching.
"Calum," you squeaked, not knowing how much longer you could hold on before it became excruciatingly painful.
"Come for me, my good girl." He whispered, biting your earlobe as his thrusts became sloppier every time your arousal clutched against him.
A loud moan parted your lips, the feeling of yourself letting go making your head spin. Calum kissed your lips, the feeling of the condom getting slightly warmer let you know he released as well. He rode out your highs, his kisses getting slower and more passionate. He stopped his hips, pecking every inch of your face as you ran your hands over his biceps.
A giggle escaped your lips, his own smiling due to your laughter. He ended with a peck against your mouth before he stood up to throw the rubber out.
You cuddled against his chest once he came back to you, his arm curling behind you as he hummed in satisfaction. You loved the comfortable silence you'd have after sex, just being in each other's presence was enough. No words were needed to be spoken, just soft, gentle touches paired with kisses was all that you both needed. Calum's arm pulled you closer to his warm body, and you happily moved closer to him. Your eyes stared lovingly up at him, only to find his doing the same awe-ing as yours were.
"You okay, gorgeous?" He asked, moving the strands of hair that stuck to your sweaty forehead. You smiled with a nod, bringing a hand up to his chest. You traced the tattoos that covered his skin, the details being enough for your fingers to make endless circles with. His fingers worked their way through your hair, causing your eyelids to flutter with sleepiness. The sensation he was creating on your scalp was enough to lull you to sleep, causing your body to curl into his chest even more.
"You sleepy, angel?" he whispered, your only response was to nod your head slowly. He chuckled, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.
He started to hum a tune, one that was unfamiliar but you couldn't help but fall in love with it. You knew he loved to write songs, not failing to hum or sing them to you when he wrote something new. He always presented them to you nonchalantly, as if it wasn't a big deal that he wrote one of the most beautiful songs you've ever head. Your eyes would widen in amazement as his fingers plucked the chords of his bass, not believing how talented he was each time you heard him play. He rubbed circles on your back, almost going in time with his ballad. Your eye lids fluttered open, looking up at Calum as he continued to murmur the nameless song.
"Did you write that?" you asked, him only stopping his humming to nod his head for you.
"I wrote it for you." He smiled, your heart beating faster. Warmth filled your chest as his eyes shone towards you, your smile mimicking his. You brought his face down to yours so you cloud place an appreciative kiss to his lips. You pecked them lightly again before returning to your comfy position.
"Bad boy Calum Hood writing songs for his girlfriend? Who would've known?" You teased, pecking the tattoo that was closest to you. He laughed, kissing the top of your head.
"Only for you, baby. It's always just for you."