track and trace // calum hood

44 | Elizabeth

warning: yes this is just pure smut so

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It felt like the right time.

Ever since we had gotten back together and promised each other to take it slow, I had been wondering when it was the right time to actually make love again.

It was a miracle that when we woke up the next morning, no one on the internet knew what happened outside of the hotel the night before when that fan tried to kiss Calum and he snapped.

He had every right to be mad at her, someone kissed him without his consent and he had told her twice that he didn't want to do a kiss pose. That's just not okay.

So when we finally were back home a few days later, back in LA, for a little bit because the Grammy's would be in three days, I figured now was a good time.

After being reunited with Duke and Dusty, who I picked up from Iris the second after we landed, we'd gone back to his place, the place that once was my home and hopefully could be again. Calum had insisted me on staying, saying we'd only be here for a couple of days, and I agreed.

So, that's how we ended up in his bedroom, making out after teasing each other all evening. He attempted to shimmy out of his jeans and boxers, successfully piling them on the floor as he moved my body up the bed, kissing along my jawline and blissfully moaning in my ear.

His kisses were soft and slow, full of all of the emotions he was carrying. He did not want to rush this. All he wanted was to savor every single part of me.

"I missed this," he whispered in my ear before leaving another kiss on my neck, marking me as his. "I missed you," I whispered back, making him look back up as his hands went behind my back, unhooking my bra and slowly letting it fall off my body. His fingers hooked behind my underwear, pulling it down.

His fingers immediately went down, sliding between my folds. "So wet," he whispered in my ear, his voice extremely low. I nodded as he pushed his fingers in. "All for you," I moaned. He smiled, his face coming back up, kissing me on the lips, very softly. He added another finger and I let out a quiet moan.

"Don't have to be quiet, baby. No one can hear us," he whispered, his lips against my ear, making me shiver a bit. Another finger and I couldn't help but let out another moan, this one is louder. "That's more like it," he said with a big smirk on his face.

He fingered me until I came undone for the first time, pulling his long fingers out and hovering over me, grabbing a condom from the nightstand and ripping it over and putting it on.

"Are you okay?" Calum asked, making sure I was comfortable with everything. It was sweet - so fucking sweet. I nodded. "Yeah - Yeah, I am," I said, grabbing his shoulder and pulling him closer to me. He let his dick slide between my folds, teasing me a little before he finally pushed in.

I didn't expect him to go so slow, giving me time to adjust to his size, slowly pushing all the way in, all the way out, and then back in again. After a minute or so, Calum still was being extremely vanilla, and I just couldn't handle it anymore.

"C-Cal, stop being so soft, fuck me," I said, scratching his back. He raised his head, looking at me with a cocking his eyebrow and a smirk on his face. "You want me to fuck you, huh?" he said, before pushing into me hard.

I let out a loud moan as Calum suddenly went from vanilla to rough, but I absolutely loved it.

All I could see was his stomach moving against mine, our lower bodies meeting as his hips touched mine. His huge muscles contract under his tan, inked, beautiful skin that glistens in the dim lighting and with sweat beginning to form at his forehead and chest.

My hands come all the way down around his body and I drag my fingernails down his back and bite into his shoulder as he started to thrust faster and faster into me. "Fuck, Liz. Feeling so fucking good," he moaned.

I wrapped my legs instinctively around him and his legs hit mine as he thrust more and more, hitting that same depth inside of mine. Each thrust, the tension in my lower region builds and builds and I can feel my release coming quicker. Wet curls sticking to his forehead. He buried his face into my neck, kissing my clammy skin and repeatedly groaning out my name along with mumbled curse words and sweet nothings.

"Come for me, baby," he said, resting his forehead against mine, intertwining our fingers together against the mattress. He looked me in the eye. "I've got you," he said, allowing myself to release and shortly after, so did he.

He powered through our climaxes with ease, our sweaty bodies moving sloppily together until we both let out a last moan before he collapsed on top of me, barely holding himself up an coming down from his own high.

He rolled off me, standing up quickly to throw the used condom away before pulling his boxers on and handing me his shirt and my underwear before coming back to be.

My head was on his arm and I was tracing his tattoos and his bicep before training my finger all over his torso. Calum smiled at me, kissing my head. "You're so good to me. My pretty girl," he mumbled. I kissed him where I could reach and we both fell asleep like that not long after.

We were okay again.

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