complicated || j.s & c.l

1.3

Emma sat waiting for her boyfriend to hurry the hell up so they can go out to dinner.

Caspar reserved a table for them at a fancy restaurant even if Emma declared that its okay if they stay home and eat take out. But he said, "No, I want the best for my princess."

Caspar was barely showering. Their reservation starting in like a hour. Emma sat on the couch, browsing through every channel. Isn't suppose to be the other way around? She had gotten ready like 20 minutes ago, in like 20 minutes. She wore a small beige dress with white floral outlines. Her hair was tossed in big waves and her makeup kept neutral.

"Emma, I'm ready." Caspar spoke, fixing his button up shirt and tucking it in his black skinnys. 

Emma turned, smiling and getting up. She took in his appearance. He looked so hot, his shirt fitting perfectly on his body and she just wanted to rip his shirt off. She bit her lip, gripping onto the back of the couch as she looked him up and down. 

"Stop checking me out." He laughed, shaking his head and grabbing her hand. 

The whole dinner was so fancy Emma was worried about the bill. She insisted they could go eat at a diner instead but Caspar shook his head. 

"Emma, I love you. You deserve the best, okay?" His hands cupped her cheek and she looked up at him. The height difference was quite cute. Emma nodded, getting a kiss on the forehead by Caspar and that instantly made her loosen up. 

"Wait- you've never been to Paris?" Caspar asked, shocked at the fact. 

Emma shakes her head, laughing. "I was going to go to Paris with Joe once when we were 20 but I got sick so we had to go back home." 

Caspar's smile slightly disappeared. "You and Joe... You know I know he's in love with you."

Emma stopped eating. Her eyes shooting up and widening. "W-what?" 

"I heard him talking to Oli. Why didn't you tell me this happened?" Emma was speechless. She didn't know what to say. "It's okay, Emma. I get you didn't want to worry me. It's okay we can change the subject." 

The rest of the night, Emma responded in small responses and looked very out of it. When they got home, Joe wasn't there making this a little better because Emma didn't want to feel the tension that was always there but now she knew why. He never told her he knew. Well, then again she never told him what happened. 

"Are you okay, love?" Caspar pulled Emma to him, their bodies touching. His free hand pushed her hair out of her face. "You seem a little out of it." 

"I don't know I guess I was just thinking to much today. Sorry..." Her light breathe panned on Caspar's cheek. 

"Let me get your mind off of things then." Emma didn't notice but by this time they were already walking in to his room, shutting the door. Caspar's lips connected with Emma's. The kiss feeling hard and passionate. Caspar's hands lingered around her back, tugging at the zipper as he zipped her dress down. He left wet kisses and bruises on her neck and collarbones. She stepped back, taking off her dress revealing small body. Caspar smirked, taking in how hot his girlfriend is. 

She smiled, walking towards him. Caspar aggressively pulled her to him, pressing her back on the bed. Emma tugged at his belt, begging for him. "Tell me, princess." 

"I want you, Caspar." She panted, licking her lips. With those words, Caspar stripped off and soon pressed his body on to hers. His large member hard and teasing Emma as it lightly went up and down her slit. Emma moaned, wanting him completely. She wrapped her fingers around his member and pumped up and down. Caspar moaned against her skin as he left love bites on her collarbones. 

"S-stop, Emma love. I want you. All of you." His breath was hot and filled with anticipation. He leaned over to his drawer and grabbed the small foil packet. He rolled it on to himself and lowered himself to Emma. "Are you sure, Em?" Emma nodded. 

Caspar entered in her, doing slow thrusts thinking he'd break her small body if he did anything faster. Emma moaned, digging her nails into his back causing Caspar to moan himself. He had a pain kink. And Emma noticed. So one hand stayed on his back and the other on his head. "Faster, Casper-r."

He did so. Bringing himself in and out of her faster and building up from it. His moans filled up the room as Emma tugged at his hair. Emma whimpered, wanting his kisses but soon started to reach her climax. 

"Oh, fuck. Fuck, Caspar. Oh my god. Fuck." She repeated until she reacher her climax, her back arching and a loud moan escaping her mouth. 

Caspar laid his sweaty body next to hers. Both panting and a mess. Emma moved her body to Caspar's, feeling his arms wrapping around her and pulling her close to him. He pulled the cover over themselves and soon they fell fast to sleep. 

A/N: HAHAHAHA SMUT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA