Blasé (5sos)

10.

Knocking on the door to Calum's house, Colby let her knuckles fall on the door three times before shoving her cold hands in the pockets of her coat. She waited a few seconds after getting no response and raised her fist to knock again when the door was yanked open. Michael stood before her with a small smile which faltered into a blank stare when he locked eyes with her.

"Uh, Hey Colby. Are you looking for Calum? Because I haven't seen him since yesterday. I could call him if you want though." Michael rambled a little bit and awkwardly shifted his weight from one leg to the other.

"No I came to see you actually. And if you don't mind, I'd like to come inside considering its 20 degrees outside." Colby lightly laughed when Michael realized he had her waiting in the freezing weather and stepped aside to let her in the house. Sliding her boots off on the mat and shrugging off her coat, Colby was left in one her old cheer shirts and a pair of leggings that made her butt look amazing. And, It wasn't exactly a coincidence she chose these pants.

"So, uh, do you want anything?" Michael continued to fiddle with the ends of the long sleeve shirt he wore, a common habit of his, which let her know he felt super awkward about all of this.

"No I'm good. I just want to talk about this whole wedding thing." Colby took the lead and walked them into Calum's guest room where Michael has been staying. Piles of folded clothes covered a corner of the bed and a half empty laundry basket sat on the corner.

Lifting the basket from its place, Colby bent over to put it on the ground, making sure her ass faced Michael directly. She stayed in that place for a second when she spotted the Pikachu boxers she had bought him a few years prior. Picking them up, she raised an eyebrow at Michael.

"You kept these?" Colby smirked at the slightly blushing Michael.

"Of course I did. They're pretty fucking amazing." Michael reached forward to pull the garment from the dark skinned girls hands but he wasn't fast enough. When he reached again, Colby stood and crawled to the opposite side of the bed.

"Colbs, I'm not doing this with you." Michael ran to the other side of the bed but by the time he made it over, Colby was running out the door. Colby ignored Michael's shouts and pleas while they chased each other around the island in the kitchen.

"You're not very fast are you?" Colby continued to taunt him while running to the living room. Once Colby heard the following footsteps stop, she spun on her heel only to be wrestled onto the couch by Michael. Grabbing her shoulders, he struggled to pin the girl down. Colby quickly slipped the pikachu themed underwear under her back and laughed when Michael tried his best to lift her up.

Michael wedged his knees in between her legs and attempted to slip his arm under her back. Instead of allowing him to lift her up, Colby locked her legs around him and pulled him down on top of her. Their giggles slowed to slow breathing as the tension in the room rose. Michael initiated the kiss by slowly leaning in and Colby finished it, quickly bringing his face closer to hers.

The kiss was needy, sloppy, and impatient. Colby wanted and needed everything she had missed in the past two years. It appeared Michael did too when he moved his hand from her shoulder to the waistband of her leggings. Yearning for a rougher touch, Colby bucked her hips up against him. Quickly getting tired of kissing, Michael yanked her leggings down to her knees, taking her panties with it. Smashing their lips together one last time, Michael pushed her legs up to her chest and brought his face to her heat.

Laying his tongue flat against the bottom of her slit, he dragged it up to the top, repeating the process two more times before stopping at the top. Using his fingers to separate her lips, he wrapped his now red lips around her clit. Using his tongue to play with the bundle of nerves, Colby gave a loud gasp of approval. Michael continued to suck on her and move his head back until she slid out of his mouth. He then returned back to licking her feverishly, sucking up any bit of wetness he could.