White Noise {punk l.h. au} Sequel to "Colours {punk l.h. au}"

5

i understand that u all don't ship caleb and rebecca bc I DONT EITHER LOL but just bare with this chap bc it has smut that isn't ruke BUT CALEB IS HARRY STYLES SO IT ISNT THAT BAD RIGHT

"Caleb, come on. Talk to me please." I begged upon catching the front door of our apartment before it shut in my face. Caleb was walking a few feet ahead of me in anger, or should I say stomping. He wouldn't say a word to me the whole car ride home. It didn't take a genius to figure out he was upset about me dancing with Luke at the wedding.

I watched as he tugged at his tie to pull it away from his neck and undid a few of the top buttons on his shirt. I walked into the apartment and shut the door behind me, "It was just one dance, babe." I said while kicking off my heels. He turned around to look at me from across the room with his tie hanging around his neck untied. His chest was exposed, and I could see the top of one of his tattoos, "With your ex." He added on to my statement.

He turned back around and walked down the hallway towards the bedroom we shared. I followed hot on his heels, "What did you want me to do? He asked and I couldn't say no. It didn't mean anything." I tried to convince him. To be completely honest, I wasn't even sure if it didn't. I was still confused with my old feelings starting to resurface.

"How would you feel if I was dancing with my ex girlfriend, hm?" He pushed through the closed bedroom door. He flickered on the light, and I took this opportunity to use the power of seduction to get me out of trouble with him.

I walked up behind him and hugged his waist; resting my head on his back, "I wouldn't be mad because I trust you. Don't you trust me?" I asked.

"It's him I don't trust."

I unwrapped my arms from around him and replaced my hands on his hips to pull up his tucked in shirt. Managing to get the hem out from his pants, he turned around to face me, "Rebecca, don't. I'm not in the mood."

I stepped forward until he backed up where the back of his knees hit the mattress causing him to sit down. I instantly straddled his hips  and fumbled with the rest of his buttons, "You don't want me?" I asked while slowly grinding my hips into his. He let out an aspirated groan, "I said no." He breathed while grabbing my hands and removing them from his shirt.

"Come on. Let me show you that I only want you, baby." I cooed in his ear before attaching my lips to the skin below his earlobe. His grip on my hands loosened up just enough for me to slip out of his fingers and unbutton his shirt some more. I felt him try to resist, but I was able to open up the front of his shirt while kissing his neck. Moving my lips down his torso, I scooted off his lap and got on my knees in front of him.

My fingers played with the zipper of his pants as my lips teased him by kissing his lower stomach just above the waistline of his pants. "You're making it really hard to be mad at you, you know." He told me. I smirked and pulled down his pants enough for me to gain access to his growing hard on.

"That's the point."

He sighed when I took him fully into my mouth. Swirling my tongue over the tip, I looked up at him who had his head tossed back. His body leaned down towards the mattress and he had his elbows holding him up. I bobbed my head up and down slowly to start, sucking gently. His stifled moans echoed through the otherwise silent room, and it only encouraged me to keep going.

I glided my tongue up his length and he quickly sat up. His hand grabbed my elbow and yanked me up to him, "Get up here." He demanded. I stood in between his legs, and he ran his hands up my thighs bring the material of my dress up with them. Once his hands met with my underwear, he pulled them down my legs. I kicked them off once the fabric met with my ankles and they were thrown across the floor to be located later.

He pulled my hips to his lap and I straddled him again. My heat brushed against his member causing us both to gasp. He reached up to the zipper of my dress behind my back and pulled down, opening the back of the dress. I pulled the straps off my arms and tore the dress over my head with the help of Caleb.

"You're so goddamn beautiful." He whispered while bringing his hands up to my face so his thumbs could brush against my cheeks. I closed the gap between our lips and kissed him while taking him and positioning him at my entrance. I guided my hips so I could slowly lower myself onto him as my breathing hitched.

His hands instantly found underneath my thighs and moved my hips up and down his length at a slow pace, "Oh shit." He moaned and buried his head into the crook of my neck, leaving soft butterfly kisses. My hands wrapped around the back of his neck as my body moved.

You know those intimate moments when you're with someone you love, but you're never satisfied? Yeah, that was me and Caleb. I loved Caleb to death, but he never got me to finish. I deal with it because, like I said earlier, I love him. I hide it well, so he'd never know.

"Oh, Caleb-" I whimpered, not wanting him to feel bad. At least he was enjoying himself. Even if I never finished, I still loved watching the way I made him feel. His arms wrapped around my back, pulling me closer to his body. I ground my hips into his, waiting for him to finish.

"I love you so much." He kissed me chastely because his moans kept breaking the connection between them. I watched as he met his high and slowed down my pace. I leaned down and left kisses on his neck as he rode out his high.

Removing myself from him, I collapsed beside him, "Crap, I so wasn't going to do that. I was going to be mad for another twelve hours at least." He whined. I giggled and cuddled into his side.

"You can't stay mad at me even if you tried."

ok yeah srry for this smut but it'll become important later so it had to happen xD it was rushed and not that great bc IM RUKE AF