work together // cth

dieci

*double update!!* okay so every song on the Room 93 EP is hot and it pisses me off. trouble is super hot, but i picked is there somewhere bc her voice is soft and so is this chapter.

"I just wanna feel your lips against my skin"

Calum only sleeps for about four hours, which is half the time he's supposed to get, but I'll take it. He doesn't do much in his sleep, he doesn't move or anything. The only way I knew he was alive was because he wouldn't not stop snoring. Good thing it's not very loud.

Calum stirs next to me, his hand resting on my thigh. "Katy Perry? I like California girls."

"You wish" I snort, leaning down to kiss his nose, uncertain of where this certain burst of confidence came from. He wrinkles it in response, then I ask, "are you hungry?"

He groans, "I don't wanna leave this bed. Come lay with me, baby." A smile spreads across my face as Calum rolls onto me, his full body weight on me. I giggle, trying to get him off of me, but he doesn't budge. His lips meet my soft skin, leaving lazy kisses anywhere he can reach.

"Calum" I mumble, softly tracing his tattoos. His bare chest is warm, I gently run my fingers over them. He took off his shirt just before he fell asleep and it's been haunting me, but touching him while he's sleeping is basically molestation. His hands find mine and bring them from his chest, he crawls off of me and I feel the cold air.

"Fuck you, Calum" I whine, pouting my lip.

"I'm hoping."

I scoff, "do you want to watch a movie?"

"Oh? Netflix and chill? I see" He laughs, picking me up to straddle his waist. His hands glides down to my bum and I squint my eyes at him, "do you have an obsession with butts?"

"It's possible" He giggles, removing his hands to squeeze my waist, his expression changing. "So, uh, you turned me down earlier."

"What are you talking about?"

"I asked you out before I went to sleep and you just kinda shut me down" He mumbles, drawing invisible illustrations on my arm with his calloused finger.

"I never turned you down. You didn't ask me to be your girlfriend, you just said that you were going to ask me"

"Hm" He hums.

"So you're not going to ask?" I question and he shakes his head. He reaches up to kiss me, lowering us back to the bed. His tongue pushes past my lips to meet mine and his hands are everywhere on my body. Feeling, squeezing, touching.

My hips grind on him as he starts a trail of wet kisses from my jaw to my collarbone. He sucks on my sensitive skin in the crook of my neck, leaving a purple bruise. A soft moan escapes my lips, causing me to drag my fingers over Calum's back. He groans, bucking his hips into me.

"This-It has to come off" He looks up at me, asking for my permission. I lift my arms, he slips the shirt off, gazing at my chest.

"No bra, babygirl?" He questions, holding my breast in his hands. "Do you know what that does to me?" Calum pushes his bulge into me, I moan out loudly, pressing myself to him, desperate for the friction.

"Calum" I moaned out, then clamp my mouth shut because Lauren may be home and we don't need a recap of what happened yesterday. But Calum was being so different, more in control. More dominant.

"God, Grace. You're so beautiful" Calum grumbles into the crevice of my breast, then goes at work to leave another love bite.

I bite my lip, stifling a moan, then reattach mine to his, molding them together. He throws my shirt in the direction of my dresser so he can tightly hold onto my hips. I hear a vase fall from dresser, both of our eyes dart to the broken pieces on the floor.

Calum is the first to chuckle, dropping his head on my bare chest. His face is hot against me, "we should stop."

I nod, "but you still have a situation down there right?"

"Yea" He sighs, quickly getting up and rushing to the bathroom. I sigh too, feeling flustered.

nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo rip me