Flaws | Starrison [✖️]

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should i do questions or nah?
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"You two can have the guest room and remember no noises, alright?" Paul shot them a wink, making the two of them blush.

"Git." George muttered, making him giggle.

"I missed you." He wrapped his arms around his neck, standing on his tip toes.

George kissed the top of his head.

"I missed you too, Ritchie." He hugs him tight, not wanting to let go.

This was one of Ringo's favorite sides of George. Sometimes, he could be quiet. Sometimes, he could be a bit crude but this... The way he held him in his arms like Ringo was the most special thing in the world just took his breath away. The way George's "I love you"s always felt so sincere, even if he was cackling like a madman as he held on him for dear life as he sped down the highway like the devil was chasing him.

He didn't know why but Ringo always felt protected around him. George's chin above his head and his arms around him made him feel so safe.

"I love you," George sighed, breath tickling his lips. "I fucking love you." He kissed his lips. "So," kiss. "So," kiss. "Much."

Ringo smiles into the kiss, running his hands through George's hair, messing up his hair. His lips went to his jaw and down his neck.

"G-George."

"It's okay if you don't want to." George says, rubbing the pads of his calloused fingers over his knuckles. "Jus' tell me."

"T-That's the problem." He bits back a whine when he felt his sharp teeth brush against his sensitive neck. "I-I want to."

That was all George needed.

He kissed him harder this time, slipping his tongue past his lips. Ringo was a bit taken aback but he loved it. He fell against the bed, bouncing a bit as the springs squeaked.

He had a feeling there would be much, much more noise than the bedsprings tonight.

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