little sister // calum hood (EDITING)

THIRTY TWO

clara
friday night finally rolled around, and i was more than enthusiastic to do nothing but spend the night with calum. i threw on jeans and a t-shirt, brushed my already straight hair, and left. he told me to just walk in instead of knocking, so when i got there, that's what i did.

"calum," i called. "i'm here." i waited a few seconds for a response, but never got one.

so, i walked into his room, where i then found him sleeping. i giggled and layed down next to him, admiring his features. his hair was messy and in front of his face and his mouth was open slightly, soft snores escaping his lips. i ran my fingers through his hair before laying my head in the crook of his neck and leaving small kisses there. strong arms then wrapped around me and i smiled.

"you're so fucking cute." he whispered, and i giggled, picking my head up and looking at him. his eyes fluttered open and he smiled sleepily.

"so what's the general plan for tonight?" i asked.

"uh, make out, order pizza, make out, listen to music, and oh um make out." he said.

"sounds good." i responded.

"but, for now, can we just lay here?" he asked.

"gladly. i'll order the pizza and then we can sleep until it comes." i smiled, and then he whined.

"don't leave me." he pouted.

"i'm not, i can order on the app." i giggled.

"okay, good." he smiled. after i put in our order, i sank back down into the bed and laid my head on calum's chest.

"hey," he started. "guess what?"

"hmm?" i asked.

"i love you." he whispered, and i smiled.

"i love you more." i returned, and he shook his head.

"not possible." he said.

"oh, it is, believe me." i said.

"nope." he fought.

"okay, we love eachother equally." i said.

"whatever you say." he said quietly, running his fingers through my hair.

"this is weird." he blurted, and i looked at him in confusion. "i've never, ever in my life, loved someone before. like, yeah, my mom and my sister and my friends, but never like this. i just always feel completely comfortable and happy around you, and i constantly want to be around you. it's a nice weird." he explained, pulling me closer to him.

"i love you, so much." i breathed, and he smiled. "i love you, more." he smirked.

"we're not doing this again." i laughed.

"okay, okay." he smiled, picking up my hand. he played with my fingers before intertwining them with his own.

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his lips were attached to my neck as i straddled him, his arms wrapped around my waist. he brought his lips back up to mine, locking them. as i reached out to take his shirt off, he pulled away, taking it off himself.

"calum," i whispered, nervously. he looked at me, waiting for a response. "i-i, i want to do something."

"something?" he asked, confused.

"something." i repeated, and his face softened.

"oh, i get it." he nodded. "are you sure? like really, are you sure?" he asked, and i nodded, looking up at him. "o-okay." he stuttered.

he layed me down on the bed before kissing me, his lips making their way down my neck and to my collarbones. his hand tugged the end of my shirt, looking up at me questioningly before i nodded.

he removed my shirt with no trouble, reattaching his lips to my collar bones. his lips made their way down to my chest, leaving multiple kisses along the way, before he kissed down my stomach.

"you're so fucking beautiful." he breathes, locking eyes with me. "you know that right? that you're beautiful?" he asks, and i smile,
not responding.

he goes back to kissing my stomach before his fingers reach for the button of my jeans. he looked back up at me again, and i nodded. he unbuttoned them, carefully pulling them off my legs. he spread my legs slightly, trailing kisses on my inner thighs before he pulled my underwear down.

"a-are you sure?" he asks again nervously.

"y-yeah, i'm sure." i nodded.

he reached into the drawer next to the bed and pulled out a condom. he pulled his sweatpants off,
and then pulled his boxers off, revealing his erection. he slid the condom on, locking eyes with me once more.

"please, tell me if i'm hurting you too bad, okay? i'll stop." he said worriedly, and i nodded.

he grabbed one of my hands, interlocking our fingers, before placing his lips on mine and moving into me slowly. he stopped for a few seconds, giving me time
to adjust.

to say it hurt was an understatement. the pain was excruciating, i was close to
the point of tears.

"are you okay, baby?" he asked, and i nodded quickly. "can i move?" he asked, and i paused for a while before nodding again.

he started to move, slowly. i was starting to get used to the feeling, and the pain was drifting away.

"fuck, baby." he moaned. "are you okay?" he asked again, and i nodded.

i started to feel an overwhelming sense of pleasure, and my breathing got heavier and heavier.

"calum," i moaned. "g-go faster." i breathed, and he immediately quickened his pace.

"f-fuck, clara." he breathed, locking our lips again. i moaned into his mouth, my breathing heavy and almost uncontrollable as i felt a deep pit in my stomach.

"cal, i think i'm close." i breathed.

"me too, baby." he spoke, his words quick and heavy.

within in seconds the knot in my stomach grew bigger and bigger, and we both released together.

we were both panting, breathing heavily. he collapsed next to me, his head in the crook of my neck and i could feel his hot breaths on my skin.

"i love you, baby." he whispered, kissing my neck.

"i love you, calum." i returned.

"go get cleaned up, darling, get ready for bed." he said, and i nodded, pecking his nose before grabbing a pair of boxers and a shirt from his closet.

i walked into his bathroom, not bothering to close the door. i look in the mirror and admire every single mark left on my body. all over my neck, my jawline, my collar bones, my chest, and my stomach. every single one of them.
i slip the boxers and the shirt on before brushing both my teeth and my hair, throwing my hair into a bun.

i walk back out and find calum on the bed in nothing but another pair of sweatpants. he looks at me and waves me over to him, so i smile and hop onto the bed next to him. he smiles and pulls me in between his legs, his arms wrapped around my waist and his head on my shoulder.

"i love you, way more than you'll ever know." he whispers, and i blush. "i've done that so many times, clara, but it's never felt like that. it's never meant as much to me as that did. and it makes me realize just how much i love you, because i never want to do that with anyone else, ever again. i never want anyone one else, period. only you, clara." he rambled.

"i'm so happy you're the first one i've done that with. and i know what you mean, i'd never want anyone else, cal, only you." i smiled.

"let's go to sleep, baby." he says, taking his arms off me. i move from in between him, to
next to him. he wrapped his arms around me yet again.

"goodnight, princess, i love you." he whispered, before kissing the back of my head.

"goodnight, cal, i love you." i returned.

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SOSMOSMSOSMSKSK CRYING OMG I FELT LIKE IT WAS TIME SKKAMS

BUT THIS IS THE WORST AND MST CRINGEY SMUT/FLUFF/WTF EVER AND I HATE IT SO LIKE IF ANYONE WANTS TO FIX IT OR REWRITE IT I GIVE YOU PERMISSION