Shourtney AU - Loving So Hard (Mature)

#42 - Growing Up

*Courtney* ⚠️

Being back at Smosh was a little underwhelming to be honest. After seeing what Shayne had gotten me for Christmas, and in fact the rest of our lives, I never wanted to leave. However, we had to work, and besides, the house wasn't ready yet. I couldn't wait to live there.

Shayne had told me that we could sell our apartment and move there whenever we wanted, and my answer was as soon as possible. Even if it meant adding thirty minutes to our commute every day, it was worth it. Shayne agreed, and so we decided that we'd go up to Thousand Oaks every weekend to begin decorating. We'd put our apartment up for sale too, but we knew that it could take a while for bids to come in. After we had finished decorating we would then move our furniture, so there was still a lot to do.

Members of Smosh were most impressed with Shayne's gift, branding him a 'hero' and whatnot, and frankly, I couldn't agree more. I loved him so very much. Everyone joked about how much we were growing up, and that pleased me even more.

For now though, Shayne and I would be focusing on the present, and that was getting ready for Ian's New Year's Party. Well, when I say getting ready, we were in the shower together... you know...

Once we finished we did actually wash and get dressed, and Shayne flaunted his fashionable dress sense once more. His attire consisted of a khaki-green button down shirt, black jeans and green high-top sneakers. His muscle definition was flawlessly highlighted, and his freshly cut dirty blonde hair was swept back in a sophisticated manner. Recently, Shayne had decided to get it much shorter on the back and sides and keep it long at the top, and honestly, it somehow made him even hotter.

He was waiting in the living room, scrolling through Instagram on his phone. I peered around the corner and observed him meticulously, desiring to blow him away when I walked out. Quietly, I snuck up behind the couch that he was sat on and cleared my throat. Shayne turned slowly, and when he saw me his jaw dropped open. I blushed and smirked.

"What do you think?"

Shayne composed himself, "You... uhhh... you look like a goddamn supermodel."

My outfit consisted of a multi-coloured Adidas bomber jacket, skinny ripped jeans and red sneakers. My rounded spectacles completed the look, and I had slightly curled my hair. Shayne stood up and strode over to me, not able to tear his gaze away. I grinned as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his lips against my neck.

"Why do you do this to me, baby?" Shayne asked in a sultry voice, continuing to suck my neck.

"Do what?" I replied breathlessly, feeling his back.

"Torture me like this. You're so fucking beautiful but I can't have you right now," he groaned, biting his lip whilst looking at me.

I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, before kissing him passionately. Shayne backed into a wall as his hands hoisted me up by my rear.

"You can have me whenever you want, Shayne," I said seductively.

I felt his grin as he span around and pressed his tongue against my lips, seeking entrance. I obliged, and with a moan, our tongues quickly became more involved.

"I'm yours," I panted.

Shayne smirked once more, "And you have my heart."

I blushed deeply and continued kissing him. His fingers intertwined within my hair, and he pulled my head back, before biting my neck. I gasped as the blood vessels burst, and Shayne left numerous hickeys on the surface of my skin. He then carried me over to our couch once more and threw me on it, and with a laugh, I pulled him down too.

"Take your clothes off," Shayne implored me.

I continued kissing his delicious lips and playing with his hair, "I thought you'd wanna do that part?"

Shayne chuckled, "You know me so well."

I grinned and lifted my hips. Shayne's fingers found the waistband of my skinny jeans and he pulled them down vigorously, before kissing my thighs. I looked down to see Shayne teasing me with his tongue, licking the seam of my panties and the flesh around them.

"Don't tease me, Shayne," I begged.

Shayne smirked on my skin, before pulling my panties down. I quickly took off my bomber jacket, crop top and bra, leaving myself absolutely naked, and Shayne fully dressed.

"Something about this doesn't seem fair," I joked.

Shayne laughed, "I'll take my clothes off when I've got your legs shaking, babe."

I blushed and readied myself, feeling Shayne balance my legs on his shoulders. I bit down on a cushion as his tongue edged ever closer to my vagina, and I sunk my nails into the soft material that made our couch.

"You're so fucking perfect," Shayne said quietly, intensifying my blush even more.

My fingers found their way to his golden-blondish brown locks, and I pulled his head in. His eyes glinted with lust and a smirk pulled the corner of his lips up. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, contact was made, and my first scream was as loud as ever. Shayne continued working his magic on me, and as I repeatedly blacked out I recalled the fact that Shayne and I had literally just had sex in the shower, yet I already wanted him again...

"Shayne, baby, I-I love you so fucking m-much," I panted breathlessly.

He grinned and finished me off within a matter of moments, causing my legs to violently yet involuntarily shake. Just like he promised, he started to undress himself. I smirked with anticipation, feeling the waves of lust wash over my body. Shayne went to get a condom from our bathroom, and when he returned the two of us were ready to feel each other yet again. Shayne pushed into me, and I groaned, however, within minutes of our session, my phone started to ring.