I sat next to Ian as he laid there on his phone, we had been dating for only a few weeks and hadn't decided to tell anyone yet.
"So sharing a hotel suit was a good idea" he said mindlessly as he scrolled through social media.
"Was it? I felt it was a little to.. you know"
"I do, but they don't so it's okay" he giggled, momentarily peering at me.
I scooted up next to him, seeing what he was doing.
"Oh" I called as I noticed some heavily detailed fan art from randoms, each and every one about Ian and I.
"Why so many?!" I asked.
Ian chucked,
"I filtered it" I smiled and hit his arm before sitting back up.
I faced away at the TV for a moment, thinking of something I can do that would be fun for the two of us.
My attention was caught by Ian speaking softly.
"You are so... perfect" he smiled, I smiled back at him, glaring into his perfect blue eyes.
I leaned in and kissed him softly, but he pulled me towards him, dropping his phone and rolling.
I laughed as everything became more heated then as I ran my hands through his hair.
His soft giggles being thrown around in the air as we laid together.
He began softly running his hands up my shirt then around to my back.
I smiled, wanting to do this.
I pushed off him, stripping off his shirt and marvelling at him. He smiled evilly before taking off my shirt, followed by his jeans.
I laughed loudly, unbuttoning the top button on my pants before leaning over and kissing him softly.
He pushed me of before gig me a sour look.
"What?"
"Not soft and lovey" he sighed.
"What?" I laughed,
"I don't want anything soft and mooshy, I want it hard" he smirked slightly.
"Hard..? Like cement" I asked, confused.
He nodded and I smiled, I gripped his sides before flipping him over.
He laughed and sighed somewhat simultaneously as I smiled.
I pressed myself against the back of him, shimmying down my pants as he did the same with his underwear.
"Um, before we start should yo-" he was cut off by me roughly thrusting into him, causing him to yelp in pain.
"Shh! What if someone should hear us?" I asked.
He pulled a fist and bit down on his knuckle as I continued, after about the third thrust it became easier, smoother and I leant over towards his ear.
"Is it so bad now?" I chuckled before continuing to thrust hard against him, his winces in pain slowly became moans, growing louder and louder each thrust.
I could hear the loud panting being thrown between the two of us before the room filled with something other then moans and claps.
Gasps.
I immediately drew my attention to the door, where the whole smosh crew was standing, I threw myself off Ian and into the blankets, we immediately covered ourselves, utterly embarrassed.
