heaven-sent - Pablo Gavi

19. talk to me

(A/n: This chapter contains conversations about mental health issues (anxiety). It's nothing heavy but I still thought I put it out here just in case.)

Lucia's POV

I was woken up by Pablo placing light, feathery kisses on my collarbone and neck.

My eyes fluttered open seeing a sleepy looking Pablo propped up on one elbow.

„Good morning mi amor." He grinned, making me smile immediately as I thought about what all had happened since last night.

„Good morning." I replied just as happy.

He leaned in to kiss me but I turned my head, so he was only met with my cheek.

„Pablito I need to brush my teeth first. You know, morning breath." I giggled when I saw him pouting after I rejected his kiss.

He reluctantly got up with me and walked towards his bathroom where we brushed our teeth. We shared glances through the bathroom mirror, my gaze shifting to his upper body once or twice.

As we were both done, Pablo hoisted me up in his arms and jogged back to his bed.

„Pablo what are you doing?!" I laughed while he threw me back onto the bed.

„It's only ten in the morning. We both don't need to be at practice until three in the afternoon so we can stay in bed a bit longer." He reasoned as he positioned himself on top of me.

Cuddling with Pablo sounded like a great idea to me.

The smile on my face never left when I cupped his cheeks and pressed a sweet kiss on his lips like promised. He broke apart first, and another idea popped into my head after he laid down on my chest.

I swiftly turned us around so his back was pressed against the mattress and I was sitting on top of him.

My hands were placed on his toned chest, his hands instinctively going up to my waist, holding it firmly.

„This is not cuddling." Pablo remarked with a smirk, one of his eyebrows raised in suspicion. He must've liked what he saw.

I only rolled my eyes before leaning back down to kiss him again. This time it wasn't just a peck, it was a deep, passionate kiss. I could sense Pablo was surprised at first, but quickly intensified the kiss even more by roaming his hands up and down my body. We've made out for some good minutes when he turned us back around, meaning Pablo was now on top of me again. His head dipped down to my neck, kissing, and nibbling at the skin there.

My fingers were buried in his short brown hair while I tried to suppress the moans slipping from my lips.

I then felt Pablo's hands looking for my shirt to lift up, but I stopped him there.

„Sorry, I got a bit carried away." He said with flushed cheeks, looking down at me.

„I liked it, don't worry." I assured him, because I really did like it.

„I don't want to pressure you. We have all the time in the world and if you want to wait, we'll wait." Pablo softly caressed my hair, then kissed my cheek before laying back down next to me.

„I am ready and I want to do it. I trust you. But my head is not at the right place today to fully enjoy it." I explained, shifting closer into his embrace.

I actually wouldn't need to think twice about sleeping with Pablo, I just had to get rid of that crippling anxiety which made my life a living nightmare sometimes.

Pablo smiled softly after he heard my words, then pulled me against his chest.

„But else are you alright?"