*sextape - deftones*

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WARNING: this chapter contains heavily sexual themes! feel free to scroll to the next time skip ((5 months later))  if you're uncomfortable, thanks!

You bounce back onto the bed, giggling at his hasty excitement. He stands above, his fingers trembling as he unbuttons his shirt. You feel stupid with the biggest smile plastered on your face, but you can't help it as his clean, toned chest glistens in the moonlight. He then bends down, reaching his face to yours and rubbing the sides of your body up and down. He tightens his grip on you as your lips touch. It starts a bit slow and gentle, but quickly you speed up. The hunger builds inside you two as you devour each other's tongues and revel in the heat it's making. He hums in delight, though, as he pulls away. His hands still explore your body, slipping themselves under your shirt.

"You are so beautiful. In every way I just can't believe how lucky I am to have you." he whispers into you. Your skin prickles under the ticklish heat of his breath, causing you to react with a gentle giggle. 

"I'm the one that's lucky, Carl. Trust me." you whisper back. Your hands run over his toned abs and soft skin as he hovers over top of you. 

"Sure...if you say so..." is all he says. He continues sliding his hands farther under your shirt, but doesn't move further until he looks at you for the go ahead. You nod, earning a grin from him, and he slides it off your body. After tossing that aside, his fingers trace your bra; a fancy black one you found on a scavenge trip last week. You feel less stupid, now that you see a similar stupid smirk plastered on his face as his eyes scan every inch of you. You bite your lip. Just watching him admire you made the heat in your abdomen rise. You reach your hands down to his belt and try your best to undo the barrier between what you've seen of him and what's new. He chuckles as you fumble a bit, and eventually goes at it himself. His pants now drop to the floor and your breath catches in your throat at the sight.

You stare at his lower abdomen, a faint happy trail under his bellybutton. You scan around his hips, then to his v-line which draws your eyes right down to the waistband of his boxer briefs. You're snapped out of it a bit when you feel his slightly cold hands reattach themselves to your sides. He caresses you some more, igniting your lower stomach again, but this time headed downwards. He plays with the waistband of your pants. You don't even wait for him to ask permission before you begin sliding down your pants. He smirks wider at your anticipation, and helps you wriggle them all the way off. You feel the cool air on your legs as you lay there bare for him to see. You weren't sure why you felt a bit self conscious. It's not like you hadn't been this naked for him before, but something about this, taking it a step further, revealing everything. You hoped you were good enough. 

Quickly though, Carl reaches his arms up and slides you farther up the bed. He now hops on top of you, pinning you to the bed.

"You pick these out just for me?" he asks you. Your face heats up as he tugs the waistband of your panties, then lets it snap back to your skin. You nod your red face up and down, unable to say much. He reaches his face down to your neck, but refrains from making contact. "You look like a goddess." He whispers into your skin, then finally lets his lips connect. You can feel him trembling a bit as he keeps himself propped on top of you. You begin trembling too, as you feel the mixture of his warm breath and his wet kisses gliding across your neck, up to your ear, and down to your collarbone. 

"P-please Carl..." you whimper, feeling yourself aching for him. He stops working on your neck to look into your eyes. 

"Please what, baby?" he whispers back to you with a smirk. The moment feels so intimate, and everything feels so right, and you feel dizzy with love and excitement. 

"Please make love to me." He smiles at you now. It's soft, his smile. Not just a smirk. Something genuine, and full of love for you. He reaches around to your back and sits you up.

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