Imagine 13- Surprise? (Laurent)

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Dedicated to @zephaS-luve4u. Hope you enjoy!! :)

"Oh God!!" You exclaimed, the feeling of Laurent thrusting in and out made you scream out for more.

"Hold on for me, Z." He groaned, quickening his pace.

Sex with Laurent has always been exotic, breathtaking, inhospitable. But this time he decided to be soothing and gentle, sparing some time with you as this would be your last day together until after the Coachella concert in California. He, and his brother, had to leave a couple weeks before the actual performance to, of course, practice the choreography. Aware that he was going to be gone for a while, he wanted to make the last moment together as memorable and pleasurable for the both of you.

You felt his movements become slow and sloppy as he buried his head in the crook of your neck. The kisses he gave you complement the hard, yet slow, thrusts sending pleasure in ways you could never get used to. You tilt your head and arch your back as you feel close to your peak. Your mouth forms an 'o' shape, but no sounds come out. You are unable to speak or make a sound as the wave of pleasure strikes.

"Lau!!" You finally yell out, tightening the grip of your legs around his waist.

He continues, groaning out "Zepha!" and rolling his hips to get the last of his climax out. Without hesitation he lowers his body until his face is at your core, nipping and sucking at your, already sensitive, clit. He submerges his face in your center, getting the juices from your core all over his face as he sucks the remaining cum out, making you reach your second extremity. He slides up, making sure to kiss over your body on the way. You cup his face and peck his lips, licking yours to taste yourself.

"I'm gonna miss you." He sighs, resting his weight on top of you.

"I know, i'm going to miss you too." You breathe out, looking at the ceiling while playing with his hair.

You take a moment to, not only catch your breaths, but to reminisce on the moments you've had while here in Paris with him. No, this wasn't the first time he's been away from home, but it's been a while considering you both were trying to strengthen your relationship. You both had been so busy with your careers that neither of you had time to each other. And now that you finally have the time, he's leaving once again. You break away from your thoughts and look at the time; 4:15.

"Okay, enough sulking. Get up, your flight leaves in 2 hours." You say trying pushing his body off of yours.

"That's plenty of time, let me stay here." He whines, laying his back down on your chest.

"Considering the way you and your brother are late to almost everything, that's not enough time. Now get up." You say and he groans, rolling off of you onto the bed.
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"Alright, alright! You have to go!" You laugh.

After a half hour of convincing him to get out the bed and an hour of getting him and his bags ready, you finally get to the door. And now he is kissing your neck, trying to distract you and himself from leaving. You stop him and push him and his stuff out the door, but not before getting one last kiss from him, and another.

"I love you mama." He smiles against your lips.

"I love you too daddy." You say, turning him around and patting his butt, "Don't forget to call me when you land! And wear the clothes how I packed them!"

He sends you a smile and thumbs up through the window of the uber you called for him and you shake your head, knowing he would somehow find himself mixing the clothes out of order.

After watching the car speed off around the corner, you walking inside the house, shutting the door behind you. You breath in and exhale loudly as you feel the all too familiar feeling of emptiness filling your nerves. Instead of sulking for any longer, you occupy yourself with cleaning and binge watching Netflix series.

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