⚠️smut ish warning⚠️
In the last few months, I'd finished my school work, I busied myself with cleaning already clean rooms. John and I had a couple fights but it was only due to our small room, one of us getting tired of waking up on the floor or to an empty bed. John also hasn't made any songs for the new album and it was obviously bothering him.
Today I was sporting a hoodie and some jeans, it was far too cold for anything else. I walked into the studio and went into the sound room and sat down, Roger was currently singing Galileo over and over. I looked at John, and he leaned forward and pecked my lips. I smiled softly. I hadn't been in much, so I haven't heard much of the new album, I do know Rog has written a song about cars though. Which was so on point for him. John got up and sat by me, arm around me I curled up next to him and looked at my promise ring zoning out, John leaned down and kissed my forehead and I found myself zoning out.
His hands were gripping my waist, pleasure filling my entire body as he guided me up and down. The both of us making the most of unholy noises, sweaty and loud. The bed creaking and the moans coming from John and I were definitely loud enough to be heard throughout the house but thankfully the boys have gone grocery shopping. The marks on my neck and chest were sure to be sensitive for a long time, I could feel the bruises forming on my waist as he thr-I jolted up with a slight gasp, now awake. Oh no, I fell asleep in the recording room... I looked around where I was now...my own empty room. The dream slipped out my mind, and I was a little disappointed, I slipped out of bed and pulled on a sweater and some shorts and walked out the room. I walked into the kitchen and made my self a single hot dog and walked into the living room and turned on the telley. I watched it for some time before wondering where the hell everyone is. I got up and slipped on Brian's clogs, he might beat my ass but I don't really care, I walked to the studio, the tennis courts all over, I walked over to the chicken coop and was just being all quiet, looking for any kind of sign of human life. I ended up walking into the woods that surrounds the farm. I heard a twig snap and I turned around. I sighed shakily and continued walking before I heard another twig snap. I stopped "Oh I swear to god-" "Don't swear to God that's sinful." I jumped at the familiar voice of my lover and turned around to see him grinning. I slapped him "Where the hell were you?" I asked. "Me and the guys are playing hide-and-seek." He said. I just nodded. John leaned down and kissed me, my dream started coming back to me, he grabbed me by my waist and picked me up. I broke this kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned my head on his shoulder. We walked back to the house and the boys were there. "We should go out for dinner." Freddie said. "Yeah sounds good." Roger said. Brian nodded. "What do you think dear?" John asked. I shrugged "Whatever you lot want to do." John nodded "Let us go get ready." He said and carried me down to my room, he placed me on the bed...and kissed me deeply one hand slipping itself into my pants, the other hand around my neck, squeezing gently "Dear?" John asked removing me from my thoughts "Yes?" I asked "What are you wearing?" He asked. "A navy blue sweater and my white overalls, Elton John style ya know?" I asked. John nodded and got my outfit from the closet for me, and we both got dressed in silence. "What's on your mind?" He asked. I twirled the promise ring on my finger "Just things." I said. "The band, you." "Me?" "How cute you are." I said. John smiled and kissed me softly, oh how I craved for so much more. "What about you?" I asked. "The songs I haven't written." John said. I nodded "You need some inspiration." I said. He nodded and kissed me softly.
After dinner, John and I cuddled closely on our tiny ass bed. His arms loosely around my waist, our legs intertwined, my head on his chest. Our breathing was in sync, and we were just laying there, eating up every ounce of attention and love the other has to give. Being in each other's presence for once not complaining about this small bed, I felt myself drifting off to sleep.
I felt the mattress on my back the pain in my thighs, the pressure in my lower abdomen. I could see the ceiling, I could hear Johns moans, my own whimpers and soft sounds. I could feel the heat in my chest and cheeks, I could feel him and it was perfect how well we fit together. Like puzzle pieces. I felt him lean down and kiss my neck, our fingers intertwined, pleasure once again filling every once of my being, as the bed moved in tune with his thrusts. I woke my self up and looked at the still sleeping John, I smiled softly and pecked his lips. I laid down and cuddled up against John. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
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