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It had been a stressful week to say the least. Exams, working overtime, schoolwork on the side... and it figured that all of this fell on the week that Calum had off. Once the weekend came, you'd be less stressed, could spare a little more time at him, but during the school week, you felt bad. You both wanted to go out but when you weren't working, you ended up confined in your living room or bedroom, going over endless history notes and calculus equations. Dutifully, Calum still came over and stayed with you... he'd quiz you or play with your dog or help your mom make dinner, but you felt bad. This wasn't how either of you really wanted to spend this week.
Friday afternoon though, Calum wasn't having it. You were too smart, he knew, there was no way you needed all of this prep time. You were sat on your floor with your laptop right in front of you, endless papers scattered around you, and he was lying atop your bed, throwing a football up in the air and catching it repeatedly. "You know babe," he said casually. "I remember reading somewhere that if you do one thing for too long, it's not as effective."
"Pretty sure that's not a real thing, Cal," you replied, not even looking up. Even though you weren't looking, his lips slipped into a pout.
He slipped off your bed, kneeling behind you and wrapping his arms around you. You were barely phased, ignoring him and continuing to write your paper. Calum didn't exactly take well to being ignored. He started to kiss the back of your neck, his lips leaving ghostly trails all along your hairline and behind your ear. Now you sighed, pausing your actions and saying, "Really, Cal? Now?"
"C'mon, Y/N," he whispered into your ear. "Just a few minutes, babe, you can take a break for a few minutes. You'll do amazing on your exams, okay?"
"Calum, I'm trying to guarantee that," you said back, but even you could feel yourself caving. Calum pulled you a little closer to him, and now you could feel his bulge pressing into your back. Slowly, his hand tangled in your hair and angled your face towards his so he could access your lips. The second his lips met yours, you were gone. You relaxed into his arms and kissed him back, starting to angle the rest of your body towards his.
He leaned back against your bed, urging you to straddle his hips. A little nervously, you climbed atop him, your legs draped over his lap and your torso pressed against his. His hands were trailing up and down your sides, lingering over your hips and the curves of your chest, and yours were knotted in his wavy hair, tugging on his locks softly as you worked your lips against his.
"Please," Calum mumbled as you moved your lips to his jawline. "Please, Y/N." He thrust his hips upward slightly, trying to bring his need to your attention. You sighed against his skin, then broke your lips from him before pushing yourself off of him and standing up. He looked at you with big, puppy dog eyes from the ground. You sighed at him again, then brought your fingers to the button on your jeans, popping it open and pushing them down your legs.
As you slid them down, Calum clambered to his feet with a smile on his face, unbuttoning his jeans and tripping out of them excitedly. His shirt was ripped over his head, and then, standing there just in his boxers, he took a step closer to you, his hands now at the hem of your tee shirt. Your fingers were already there, but then he whispered, "Let me do the honor," making you roll your eyes and giggle, but you raised your arms up over your head nonetheless so he could peel the shirt off your torso, leaving you in just your bra and panties.
After discarding your shirt to the side, Calum grinned and then wrapped one of his arms around your waist, bending down and smashing his lips onto yours. He pulled you close, so close that there was no space between you. You felt his arm tighten around your waist, lifting you up and instinctively, you helped but jumping a little and then locking your legs around his hips. With his muscular arms supporting you, he turned and took a step or two towards your bed, then leant forward, depositing you onto the mattress and then crawling on top of you, his lips now traveling away from yours and down your neck, over your collarbones.
You raked your hand through his hair, and suddenly, his lips disconnected from your skin, his face even with yours again. One of his hands cradles your jaw, his thumb running over your cheek soothingly and his brown eyes locked with yours as he said, "I love you so much, Y/N."
You bite your lip and mumble "I love you too," which just makes his face light up, and then suddenly, both of his hands are at his hips, shoving his boxers down his legs. You blush a little, even though the two of you had sex a few times before, and he smiled at you reassuringly and kissed your cheek as you pushed your panties down your legs. You were on the pill, so after kicking the fabric off from around your ankles, you took a deep breath, looking at him and nodding.
He pecked your forehead, then connected your lips again, his tongue pushing past your lips and moving against yours sensually, and then you could feel of his hands slide over your hips and then between your legs. You parted them then, trying to make things easier for him, and after a second, you felt his calloused fingers make contact with you, brushing over your heat gently.
You sighed at the contact, and involuntary hint of a smile ghosting over your lips, and seeing that only egged Calum on further. His fingers lined up at your entrance now, one pushing into you. Both you and Calum groaned, him pulling his lips form yours to kiss sloppily over your jawline and murmur, "You're so ready for me, baby... just me, only me, right babe?" and you nodded, running your hands over his shoulders and whispering, "Only you, Cal... yes, oh my god, only you."
He hummed a little in return, but his real response was to add another finger, twisting them and curling them inside you. "What do you want me do to?" he asked, continuing to move his fingers. You struggled to respond, the words getting caught in your throat as his actions didn't cease. "C'mon, baby. Don't be shy now, tell me what you want."
He was smirking, because he knew exactly why you couldn't speak, but then you managed to breathily stutter out, "I want you to fuck me, Cal." He smiled then, withdrawing his fingers from you and wrapping them around his dick, pumping himself a few times. Nervously, you reached behind your back and unclipped your bra, sliding the material away from your torso and tossing it away, Calum moaning at the sight of your exposed chest and running his hand over his cock a little more frantically than before.
He released himself then, tilting his face towards yours again and kissing your lips. You felt him line himself up with you, his tip pressed against your entrance, and the his hand grasped yours, your fingers intertwining before he finally pushed into you. He sighed contentedly, squeezing your hand while you inhaled, adjusting to the sudden addition to your body.
It wasn't painful, not ever with Calum, but it did always take you a few seconds to adapt to his size. Only after you squeezed his hand back did he start to move a little, withdrawing his presence slightly, but then instantly thrusting back in. A hint of pleasure ignited in you, increasing as he repeated his actions.
The same seemed to be happening to Calum; with every thrust, his breathing got a little heavier, the occasional moan skipping from his lips, little mutters of "fuckfuckfuck" "Y/N, shit" "oh...babe". You could feel the gasps building in your throat and bit down on your lip to stifle them, but then Cal buried his face in the crook of your neck again, swollen lips sucking on your sweaty skin. One of his hands raked through your hair, pushing it back, them finding it's way to your chest and squeezing each of your breasts gently. Against your skin, he mumbled, "C'mon, what did I say baby? Don't be shy."
You exhaled shakily when his incredibly sexy voice said those words, and then to put them into action, he gave you a super deep thrust. Unable to contain it, you squeaked a little, tensing up and how good it felt, and he chuckled breathily, whispering, "That's it baby. C'mon, say my name... who's making you feel this good? Tell me, c'mon". Then slowly, you felt his hand that was on your chest slide down between your legs again. His fingers began to rub over your clit, making your eyes screw shut in pleasure as you moaned, "Fuck, Calum" softly.
He groaned after you said that, increasing the speed of both his thrusts and repetitions over your clit. Underneath him, you were a mess, little moans starting to escape your lips more frequently now, your hips, occasionally bucking up to meet his enthusiastically. After a few minutes, you were forced to whisper, "Cal, I'm close, I'm really close" and then he sighed, continuing at the same pace, but lowering his body closer to yours and thrusting so deep and placing sloppy kisses over your collarbones until you completely lost it.
A whine slipped through your teeth as you bucked your hips up violently, your fingers starting scratch at his back as you grew more and more desperate in your need for a release. Against your neck, Calum mumbled, "C'mon then baby girl, cum for me, c'mon babe, you can let go. "
"Fuckfuckfuck," you moaned as your body reached its peak. Your toes and fingers were curling, your back arching up from the mattress as complete and utter euphoria crashed through your body. "Calum," you groaned, eyes falling shut while your mouth hung open.
As you came down from your high, Calum began to reach his. He loved watching the way you came undone for him... every time, it was enough to send him over the edge. He took advantage of your parted lips to smash his onto yours again, his tongue gliding with yours before he stopped moving inside of you, his moans turning into vibrations as he kept his lips on yours. Inside you, you felt his cock twitch slightly before you could feel his cum. He waited until he was sure he was finished to pull out (Cont.)
And when he did, he sighed, a huge grin spreading over his face. Your eyes opened as he rolled off to your side, wrapping an arm around your sweaty torso already. Gently, he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your cheek, whispering in your ear, "Best. Sex. Ever."
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Are you guys up for any Lashton? :-)
