5sos & 1d Smut

Calum: Left

I wrote this differently but i hope you like it thank you for all the support guys and hoped you like the little spam I had a little bit more time this weekend so ya Welcome Love You guys xx Rev~

Request: Cal is leaving for three days and can it be a little kinky Thxxx

A sigh escapes Calum's lips as he quietly opens the French doors that lead onto his balcony, looking back at Y/N a soft smile lights up his face as he stares adoringly at his sleeping girl wrapped up in his sheets, her bare skin peeking out of the silk fabric just enough to tease him. His mind wanders to their activities last night, their breathing ragged and moans spilling from each other lips as they connected in the most intimate way possible. Calum bites his lip as he steps out onto the balcony gently closing the door after him and fishes out his packet of cigarettes that were in his sweatpants pocket, his body craving a hit of the poisonous substance.

His eyes gaze up at the sky that was barely lit by the sun, the moon still visible amongst the colourful sky. He brings the cigarette to his lips, the stick sitting between his plump lips as he pulls his lighter out of his pocket, his hand cradling around the flame as he lights the end of the smoke. Calum inhales the smoke deeply, relishing the feeling of the smoke hitting his lungs before breathing out again. He rests one hand on the railing of his large deck as the other continues to bring the cigarette up to his lips. His skin breaking out in goose bumps as the crisp morning wind blows against his bare upper body. Calum casts his eyes across the body of water that surrounded his home; there was something so calming about the rippling of the teal coloured water that soothed Calum and his wandering mind. Calum taps his cigarette on the edge of the railing, removing the excess ash before taking one last drag of the poisonous stick. He places the burnt out stub in the ashtray before leaning both palms on the railing taking in the scenery and fresh morning air.

"Cal?" Y/N sleepily yawns, her hand leaning on the handle of the French door, her body gowned in his sheets to protect her from the cool morning air and any onlookers trying to peek a sight at Calum and his girl.

"What're you doing up princess?" Calum questions guiding her back into his bedroom, his hand interlocking with hers as he gently pulls her down onto his king sized bed, her leg automatically laying over his hips, whilst her head lays on his chest.

"I woke up and you weren't there," Y/N sighs, running her free hand through his fluffy hair, "Thought you'd gone to your photo shoot early," a small pout on her lips as she speaks causing Calum to lean down and capture her lips in a chaste kiss, the taste of Tabaco still on his lips.

"You promised you'd stop," Y/N mumbles against his chest as he rumbles with laughter.

"I said eventually, princess," he strokes her hair, a smile on his lips as she raises an eyebrow up at him, her lips in a thin line as she curls her hand around his own waist, stroking her fingers up and down his side.

"You know I only smoke when I'm stressed," He sighs in content, the feel of her smooth fingers against his side calming him.

"Why are you stressed baby?" Y/N's gentle voice fills the air.

"What if I'm not good enough for this shoot?" He murmurs quietly. Showing vulnerability wasn't something Calum enjoyed, he'd much rather people think he was an asshole than let them in and share his deepest fears and emotions. Y/N was the only one Calum had let in long enough to break down some of his guarded walls down and let his emotions and fears unravel.

"What if I'm not in good enough shape and I lose the biggest campaign I've ever been casted for?" Calum continues, his voice raw with emotion as tears pool in his warm brown eyes.

"You're in the best shape, baby," Y/N murmurs trailing kisses down his chest, her hands moving from his side to his toned stomach, her fingers trailing over his abs.