You are my sunshine ✴ (Mesut Özil fanfic)

I'm ready

After that delicious dinner we sat on his sofa, close to each. We were drinking wine while I was at his warm hug. "How did you come up with this idea?" I asked him. "Well you complained yesterday that we do nothing but kiss and make out.. Maybe you implied that I'm too tough on you.. I don't how to explain it! I guess we needed something like, you know, something like a date." He explained and then drank some of his wine. "It was really nice, I'm thankful!" I thanked him and smiled at him. "Thankful of what?" He asked like he didn't know the reason why I was thankful. Maybe he just wanted to hear it from me, to hear me say it. "I'm thankful because I have you in my life. You mean so much to me." I explained smiling. He smiled widely. Then held me from my neck and kissed me on the lips. He moved his hand from my neck to my hair so he can hold me better. I wrapped my arms around his waist tightly and then turned him around so I could be on him. I touched every part of his body, his arms, his neck, his abs, his chest. He kept on kissing on the area between my lips and my neck. Like a journey in which the road was this specific area and his lips were his car. Going up and and down every time kissing. He grabbed my shirt's first button. Probably to unbuckle it. I let him go ahead. He looked at me, like he waited for my admission. I didn't reply with words, I just unbuckle myself his shirt's buttons quickly still kissing him. He smiled while still kissing me passionately. Once I was unbuckled all of them, I pulled off his shirt easily, since it wasn't too tight. He did the same, but wilder, he almost wrapped my shirt. But at that point, I didn't mind. It was our attraction that turned me blind. Once We were barely naked, he grabbed and moved me to his bedroom. I noticed a double bed and the reality: It was about to happen. He fell with me on the bed, still kissing my lips and then moving to my neck, doing things with his that were newfound to me. It was wildly passionate. I was sure I got a hickey. Maybe even two. I wish not three at least. He unhooked the button of my trousers and pulled it off like wind, so fast. It seemed like he does this everyday, he seemed so good at it. I touched his neck with both of my hands. I didn't want him to go away, so I held him from his neck tightly and pushed his lips to the side of mine. He was busy though taking of his trousers. I lied back at his pillow and this time he was on me, kissing my lips and fondling the lower part of my waist. My hands were still behind his neck. Then suddenly he stopped and looked straight at my eyes asking "Are you sure? Are you ready?". I simply nodded. And then it all started.

Hello, readers ;3

Hope you enjoyed this chapter<3 I just wanted to inform you that I've started a second fanfiction, still about Mesut (not with bromances though). It would be really nice if you would check it out! Thank you ;) (Something fail but.. Have you heard of Mathieu Flamini leaving Arsenal..? Poor bromance D'x)