Messy Love (Ed Sheeran)

Fever (Sex)

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WHOA WHOA WHOA GUYS. INTENSE SEXUAL CONTENT. WARNING. P.S. FROM NOW ON, WHEN A CHAPTER CONSIST OF SOME NICE HAWT SEXY TIME, I'LL ADD (Sex) TO THE CHAPTER.. SO HOPE YOU ENJOY!

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"Oh my god," I moaned as I arched my back. Ed wasn't kidding.. I don't know how, but he must've googled some tricks or somethi-

"Shit," I grabbed onto soft satin comforter, Ed chuckling against my ear as he let out a dragged breath. Something about making love to Ed made me so complete, it covered all the negative thoughts I had before. It was a type of bonding that I had with no one else... because he was my first.

We both came to the height of our pleasures, before we both moaned in release. I kept my eyes closed as Ed kissed my temple, an unfamiliar feeling in my lower abdomen, but I didn't care. I kissed his cheek as he remained on top of me.

There was a moment of silence, besides our heavy breathing, but the silence was comforting. Around a minute later, Ed slid beside me, his skin warmer than usual.

I laughed as I slid my fingers through his orange hair, before sending my hand down his jaw, and pulling his chin down for a passionate kiss.

"That was the best sex we've had," I giggled as I pulled closer to him, Ed sending his hands to my butt, his chuckle soft as he slid his lips against my shoulder, moaning in agreement

"So far," he corrected me. I rose an eyebrow, before resting on my elbow, just smiling at Ed as he glared back.

His skin continued to stay warm, and I rose an eyebrow.

"Ed, you're pretty hot," I said concerned.  His thin lips spread into a smile, and he blushed even more.

"Thanks, but you're the real hot chili pepper here," he winked awkwardly. I sent my palm to his forehead, and frowned.

" No,.. but I mean I think you have a fever," I sat up a bit.. before it hit me..

"Hot chili pepper?" I giggled in question, Ed's smile was beautiful and he sat up with me.

"I don't have good pick-up lines under pressure. I get nervous around such a beautiful girl beside me, ya know," he let out a deep breath. I smiled at his words, but the way he just looked like he wasn't feeling too well worried me.

I moved closer to him, feeling again, just to make sure..

Yup, he definitely has a fever. 

I jumped out of bed, subconsiously sliding on the first shirt I found... I threw it over my body, and smiled at the sight that it was Ed Sheeran's UCLA t-shirt.

"You look amazing, go apply for mascot at UCLA," he blurted with laugh, "no, Nevermind.  Then frat boys would be all over you..." he shook his head to rid if the thought.

I cracked a smile.

"but where are you going?" his voice heightened in confusion as I headed into the living room of the Cabin.

"Be right back," I said blankly, my mind overfilled with my thoughts of getting the medication from my luggage.

I bent down to me knees, opening my luggage to pull out all the extra stuff I pack just in case I ever needed it, including a first aid kit, extra feminine products, vitamins and minerals, along with some medication for all kinds of sickness...

Call me paranoid with OCD but I just like to be prepared, don't judge.

I grabbed the thermometer in the kit, along with some dissolvable vitamins to strengthen the immune system and snatched a cup of water.

I set the water on the bedside and jumped ontop of Ed who sat frozen still in wonder. He grunted as I landed on his lap, my face holding back a smile as I furrowed my eyebrows in concern.

"What is all of that," he rose an eyebrow, grabbing one of the dissolvable packets from my hand.

"Thanks," I replied as I concetrated with my now free hands.

My fingers forced Ed's mouth open, and  he willingly let me stick the thermometer under his tongue.

"Hmm?" he muffled in question as he went cross eyed to look at the stick.

"Shh, wait," I huffed as I waited for it to beep. Ed nodded, his blue eyes just watching me.

I frantically grabbed the stick as it beeped.

102.4 F

My heart stopped for a second.

I looked up at Ed, my grimace really worried.

"You have a 102.4 fever, Ed." I whispered frantically.

Ed laughed, sending his hands to my thighs, sliding his hands in comfort.

"It's okay. I'm not going to die," he chuckled. I didn't even crack a smile.

"Ed, I'm pretty sure a high fever can be dangerous, " I pouted, reaching to grab the cup of water. He grabbed it for me, and I thanked him, making him hold it as I stirred the dissolvable immune booster inside.

"Drink it," I ordered nonchalantly. He rose an eyebrow, smelling the odd smell and pulling away in disgust.

"Barbara,  I'm fine, I don't need to take it," he tried to put it down, but I made sure he held on to it

"Just drink it, it'll help," I pleaded.

He sighed and took a sip, almost gagging from the bitter taste.

"Nope. That taste rubbish," he frowned, looking at me in disappointment. I tried not to giggle as I glared at him.

"Can I atleast put rum in it to give it taste?" he sighed. I shook my head, looking back down at the reading on the stick.

"Stop acting so difficult and drink it, Sheeran," I murmured, a little more concerned as his skin beneath me was still warm. He shook his head.

"Barbara, c'mon I don't need th-"

"Then I guess I'm showering by myself tonight," I said with a pinch of sass, looking away from his gaze.

He laughed.. "You wouldn't do that to me,"

"You think this is funny, eh?" I tried so hard to keep a straight face. I couldn't stay mad at him.

I jumped off his lap and strutted away.

"No, no. My love. I'll drink it. I'll drink it," he called for me. I smiled and turned back to him.

His blue eyes gave up, and he sighed in defeat, flinching as he forced the cup to his lips and gulped it down.

His face reddened and he set the cup down, taking a good minute or so to try and keep it down.

I laughed. "See that wasn't so hard, now was it?" I teased.

He looked up at me, his small smile in disbelief.

"The things I do for you, Barbara.," he shook his head with a chuckle.

I smiled, taking off his shirt to reveal my nude body once again. His eyes lit up.

"The things I do to thank you for the things you do for me, Ed," I giggled at my words.

As happily as I felt right now, I really am occupied with his fever, in hopes that the shower can bring it down.

"Now let's go wash up, babe," I waved him to follow as I turned my back to him, hearing his shuffling and steps right behind me.