Texts | Justin

Shirt

*tiiiiny bit of smut ahead shiiiiii*
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"Justin!" I shout

No response.

"Justin!!" I shout a little louder.

"Yo, I'm right here don't shout." He hear him behind me laughing. Then he wraps his arms around me.

So Justin is at my house now and my parents aren't home yet happily, Justin is acting a little bit cosy though so if anyone enters my house, it will be awkward for him and for myself

"I made sandwiches for dinner." I say to him cutting the sandwich in half

"Sandwich? For dinner? On Christmas?" He asks still hugging me from behind.

I roll my eyes, "It's a gluten free sandwich."

"I think I'll have some left over Subway." He chuckles.

I turn around to face him and when I look at him I freeze. He wasn't a shirt, he was only wearing his grey sweatpants, that were very low, you could see his V-line. Why you gotta do this to me Justin?

"Like the view?" He jokes making a pose.

"And why aren't you wearing a shirt at my house?" I ask ignoring his comment.

He give me a look, "because it's just you and I? You look like you don't mind though, you couldn't get your eyes off me." He smirks

I give him the 'bitch please' look and push him away from me, "I wasn't looking at your abs.... I was looking at your......" I pause to think of a lie, "at your new tattoo." I say the first thing I could think of

"great words," I say giving him a thumbs up, "son of God. Inspirational words there." I lie, he could tell I was lying which made him chuckle and smirk. I chuckle turning around, carrying on making my sandwich. His goes back holding me but he moves them down to my hips pulling me closer to him. I stiffen my breath, ignoring what he's doing.

When he sees I don't react he starts giving me wet kisses on my neck. I giggle at the tickleness making him laugh a little then starts sucking and nibbling my skin.

Well shit.

"Turn around." He whispered in my ear giving me shivers in my spine. When I don't do what he says he roughly turns me around making me gasp and then that's when he leaned in so our lips could touch.

I kiss him back since I couldn't say no to his touch and then put my hands, not on his neck but on his abs.

After a minute I pull away quickly looking at him in the eyes.

"Go put on a shirt." I say raising an eyebrow

"No." He says leaning in kissing me again

After a second I pull away again and give him a look, "put on a shirt Justin."

"Don't ruin the moment Holly-May." He groans putting his hands in my pants, lightly squeezing my ass. I gasp and he smirks slowly pulling my knickers down, under my sweatpants.

"Justin," I sigh

"You want me to stop?" He says kissing the side of neck. His hands roam everywhere under there which made me quitely moan.

"God, not anymore." I reply rolling my head back hungry for more of his touches

He chuckles lowly and then with that he slowly grinds his hard on that was still in his sweatpants on my clothed part.

What is this mother fucker doing to me?

"Justin," I pant, "We're in the kitchen. Where people eat."

"Then hop on," he says turning around and motions, me to get on his back.

A piggy back ride? Really.

"You know I could just walk?" I remind him

"Yeah but I'm your boyfriend now and it's what boyfriends do."

"Are you being genuine?" I ask

"Hundred now hop on, it's just a small trip to your room,it'll be fun." He winks

Ohhhhh

"I will. If you put on a shirt." I smirk

"What's the point when I'll take it of a few minutes later." He says giving me 'wtf' look

"The point is put on a shirt." I giggle. I love annoying him

"Fine," I says giving me a look, he turns around and picks up his shirt from the couch putting it on, "I have on, now please help me with this thing that you caused." He says referring to his hard on.

Before I could reply I hear someone trying to unlock the door and I realize it's my parents unlocking the door to come in.

Oh my how did I know when I should tell Justin he should put on a shirt?

I don't know but I'm pretty impressed with myself

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Sorry for errors