✧♥𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒍𝒆𝒚 𝑼𝒓𝒊𝒔♥✧

~𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐎𝐟 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 // 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐔𝐫𝐢𝐬(+)~

It started slow, as it usually is like tentative flames of desire that licked up their bodies, soon to cover them, as you lay on the sofa in each others embrace, eyes lidded with bliss, lips moving steadily with increasing need.

Stan pulled away to calm himself, heavy, stuttering breaths huffing across your face, gasping as you nipped at the junction of his jaw, fingers flying to her waist then slipping down to dig into her thighs.

"Babylove.." Stan breathed, nudging your chin up, nuzzling your collarbones, peppering small kisses before tilting up for his mouth to slot over yours once more. Your fingers curling around the soft fabric of his pajama shirt, tugging him closer, responding hungrily to the kiss.

"Stan.." You mumbled back dazedly, a hint of mischief in your voice, fueling the fire within him.

"God." Stan chuckled, leaning his forehead against yours. "You drive me crazy, you know that?" He hummed.

"I didn't actually." You smirked, acting nonchalant despite their position, you ghosting your lips over his jaw again.

"You're insufferable." Stan soon regretted saying it, frowning while losing contact of your lips on his jaw.

"You want me to stop?" you cocked an eyebrow.

"Shut up and stop teasing." Stan groaned, slamming his lips against your, rolling over smoothly on top of your, all restraints and teasing thrown out the window now.

You felt his heart flutter as his body rested atop of yours, both of your chests still heaving from their exercise. Slowly, you felt his breathing and heartbeat slow as he dozed, gently carding your fingers through his halo of curls.

As you was sure he was asleep, you attempted to disentangle yourself to go shower. But as you got up, you felt Stan wrap his arms around you childishly, pulling you back down.

"Where do you think you're going?" Stan rasped.

"To go shower." you giggled as he frowned.

"Later, Babylove." Stan declared, lazily trailing his fingers down your spine, making you shiver as he pressed slow, open mouthed kisses on your skin while you settled back down onto the sofa.

"Shower plans cancelled, so what about dinner?" you hummed, Stan tracing light patterns on your hips, shaking his head.

"No plans." Stan whined, and you laughed rolling onto your back, Stan following, kissing your neck, dragging his lips down to your shoulder, chest, memorizing you, making you dizzy as you sighed contentedly, running your hands through his hair.

"I love you." you smiled, breath catching as he glanced up, eyes full of adoration.

"I love you too."