Smut OneShots

birthday mornings

!!!TW!!!
My dear readers (which are more than I'd ever expected), this oneshot will be very cutesy, very soft, very vanilla. Not very vulgar but instead very slow.
You might not get wet anywhere while reading this except under your eyes from yearning for this type of intimacy and love.
If you crave foul, filthy smut feel free to skip this one and continue with another chapter.
K byee

Female POV

It's your birthday, around 9am and I quietly jump out of our bed to not wake you up. I'm wearing a flowy, light pink top as well as white panties.

I turn around and look at you for a second, just admiring your handsome face before I walk out of the bedroom into the kitchen. I take my dear time washing some strawberries and cutting up some other fruit. After a while I have a beautiful board filled with berries, pineapple, mango and melon slices.

Gosh I love summer so much. If I could I'd lay around everyday, wearing nothing but white linen dresses and eat fruit all day.

After a while I turn on „breath away" by artemas on one of our speakers in the kitchen, to slowly play in the background before I walk back to the bedroom, carrying the board. We have a small bench at the bottom of our bed and I place it there to be able to crawl up to you and gently wake you up.

I lean over you and place soft kisses all over your face and after a moment I feel your cheeks tightening as you smile and slowly open your eyes.
„Good morning beautiful" your voice is still sleepy.
I love that. „Good morning my handsome birthday boy"

I grin and you let out a mellow laugh while grabbing me and wrapping me in your blanket. I giggle and look at you. „I love you"

You kiss me and I close my eyes for a second, feeling your warm lips on mine, before opening my eyes and meeting yours. You look at me, lovingly wandering around my face. One of your big hands is resting on the side of my head, your thumb caressing my cheek.

My wavy, brown hair falls over my shoulder towards your face and two strands mildly tickle your forehead. Your gaze gets stuck on my lips and you pull me down to kiss me again. But more passionate this time. Less dry. And more intimate.
I love slow mornings like this. Just smelling each other's scent and being close to one another.

After a short while I pull back and scoot towards the board resting on the bench, grab it and place it on your lap. You sit up and look at it grateful.
„That is so sweet of you darling."

I take one strawberry and place it in front of your mouth. „I have something planned for this special day today but it's a surprise." You smile and slowly bite into the strawberry before taking the rest of it out of my hand and feeding it to me.

For a while we just sit there, me and the board on your lap, feeding each other some fruit and chatting.
Then I accidentally drop some watermelon into your lap.
„Noo I'm so sorry" „It's fine, no problem!"

I grab the small pieces and try to rub the stain out but you laugh.
„You're only making it worse by rubbing it in, it's fine really. It's just my boxers"
I let out a sigh and rub a little harder. You grab my hands by my wrist „Dear it's okay"

You look into my eyes „Stop. You're making me hard."
I blush a little bit and you chuckle. „Oh I wasn't aware that that's something bad."
I cross my arms in front of my chest and act a little extra.
„I'm in no way implying that it is." you reply in a submissive tone while cheekily glancing at me with your pretty eyes.

„Well if you don't mind fruit on your clothes then this must be no problem." I bite into a strawberry and kiss your neck, leaving saliva as well as strawberry juices.
As soon as I detach my reddened lips from your skin some of the juice runs down and reaches the collar of the wifebeater-shirt (hate that word) you slept in.