There's nothing like waking up in the arms of the boy you love but it's even more amazing when that boy is Ashton Irwin. His large arms engulf you as he mumbles, incoherently in to your ear. You manage to wriggle loose enough to roll over and face him and he gives you a sleepy smile.
"Morning babe," he grins, his shaggy hair falling in to his eyes.
"Mmm morning," you reply, nuzzling closer.
"It feels so good to be home and wake up in my own bed," he muses.
You smile at kiss his nose.
"it feels good to have you here," you reply.
"You look so pretty."
"What? Shut up!" you scoff.
"No you do. You always look good when you wake up," he insists.
"Well thank you," you smile.
"Really good," he grins and you gasp as he rolls over and traps you under him.
"What are you doing?"
"I want you," he replies, "God I can't help it. You look so beautiful. I'm so lucky."
You blush but return his kiss as he leans in.
His lips soon move to your jaw and down your neck. You are in nothing but a t-shirt of his and your panties and he is in nothing but his boxers. That strong body of his is pressed to yours and you can't deny that you want him too.
He lifts a hand under the t-shirt and you moan and roll your hips up to his as he gently circles a nipple.
You're on the pill and you both get tested regularly so there is no need for condoms. He brushes your panties aside and you bring your hand down to feel him through his boxers.
"I love you baby," he whispers as he pushes his crotch in to your palm.
"I love you too," you reply.
"Ugh I love you so much," he moans as his fingers find your, now exposed, core and he rubs soft circles across your sweet spot. You arch your back and he smiles at you, loving the way you respond to him.
"I could stay like this forever," he sighs, looking at you with a deep sense of love in his murky eyes.
You respond by pulling his lips to yours again. He moans in to them and you move your hands to his backside and urge him closer to you. He fumbles with his boxers, not taking his lips from yours and chucks them aside. You can feel him at your entrance now and you've never wanted him more.
You love this side to him. The one that seems to be in complete awe of his own feelings for you. You plead for him to take you and he lines up and slowly pushes in, taking it very easy.
"Mmm," you moan, loving how filling he feels.
"You feel so good," he whines against your lips.
He pulls back just enough to look at you and starts to move to a slow and steady rhythm, his eyes never leaving yours.
Your heads press together as you both start to feel the pleasure rising. He's completely lost in you and you in him. Your hands rest on his back, feeling the war skin beneath your palms. His hair is falling in to his eyes and his soft panting fans your lips. You're so in love with him and he's so in love with you and slow, meaningful sex like this reminds you just how much.
You love when he is like this. You can feel his urgency. You can feel how much he longs for you but it still feels tender.
"You okay?" he checks.
You nod and he picks the pace up just a little.
"I'm close," you admit.
"Me too baby. Come together?"
"Just tell me when," you nod.
Your lips meet again and a slow, passionate kiss is exchanged between the two of you before he stops, suddenly and grunts, "I'm coming," against your lips.
You let go of the release you were holding back and the pair of you climax together, moaning each other's name between desperate kisses.
Ashton rolls off you and grabs you to him, resting your head on his chest. He kisses your forehead and you smile up at him.
"I love you," you both whisper at the same time.
