Colson Baker

Welcome Home (Smut)

A/N: All credit goes to storiesforallfandoms from tumblr.

It felt as though time was passing so slowly. Colson was supposed to be home at any moment, but it felt as though "any moment" was lasting forever.

I had been lying in bed staring at the ceiling for hours. Colson had texted me the moment he boarded his plane to say that he'd be home in at least four hours, maybe four and a half depending on traffic. He texted me when he landed, meaning any minute he'd walk through the door.

It had been months since I last saw Colson. He went away on his tour, promising it'd only last maybe three months. But then three months turned into four, then five, then twelve as he agreed to go on a second tour with Young Thug. Finally, any and all tours he was on ended and he promised he'd be home. To celebrate his return, I decided to go out and buy the sexiest lingerie I could find and have it on while I was waiting for him, with one of his favourite button up shirts being the only thing that covered it.

I heard our front door open followed by Colson's voice calling, "Honey, I'm home!"

I was out of the bed in seconds flat, but I had to restrain myself enough to walk down the stairs slowly, to try and build anticipation and to be alluring or whatever. It must've worked because the minute I came into view, Colson's eyes were wide and looking me up and down.

"Welcome home, baby," I said, approaching him slowly. "I really missed you."

"I missed you, too," he said, but he seemed distracted by something else when he said it.

I smiled and leaned up to kiss him softly. He put his hand on the back of my neck to deepen the kiss, dropping his bags and forgetting about them completely. I giggled as he ran his hands over my body, slipping them underneath his shirt so he could feel every inch of exposed skin he could. They came to rest on my ass, giving it a squeeze before he dipped to pick me up.

I squealed in excitement as he carried me to the lounge and laid me down on the couch.

"You can't even make it to the bedroom?" I teased.

"I haven't seen you in months, I don't feel like I can wait any longer to have you," he told me as he straddled me, pressing his growing bulge against me. I had to bite my lip to suppress a moan.

"Really? Cause I had this whole like strip tease planned and thought I'd like tie up your hands so you couldn't touch me and stuff," I told him.

He looked at me with an amused look on his face. "Really? You were planning on being so mean to me that you'd tease me like that?"

I shrugged, trying to look as innocent as possible. There was a look in his eyes, a familiar lustful look, as he suddenly picked me up again and tossed me over his shoulder. I giggled excitedly as he carried me up the stairs and placed me down on our bed.

"Don't move," he told me. "Or I might have to punish you."

I debated on moving just to see what this "punishment" would be, but I decided against it. I figured I'd let him have his fun with me tonight, I'd have mine the next day.

Colson walked over to our closet and took out two of his belts. He approached the bed and straddled me again, trapped me underneath him. He took a moment to slip his shirt and my bra off before he used his belts to tie me to the bedpost.

When he was sure my bindings were secure, he began to kiss my neck, pausing to suck and bite every now and then, definitely leaving marks that he'd refuse to let me cover in the morning. He started moving down, leaving a trail of kisses from my neck to my belly button, spending some special time kissing over my breasts. I could feel his warm breath against my clothed heat and it was enough to make my head lull back in pleasure and a small moan came out of my mouth.

He started kissing over my panties, causing a wetness to pool in them. He chuckled. "You're so wet for me already, baby."

"I guess I missed you a lot," I told him. "Please, can you fuck me?"

"I don't know. You were planning on teasing me, how is it fair for me to give in when you weren't going to?"

"You know I would've caved. Please baby, it's been way too long since I've had you inside of me."

Colson merely chuckled in response and continued to kiss around my lower half. I pulled against my restraints, wanting nothing more than to pull on his newly grown out hair, or to pull my panties out of the way so he could get to my sweet spot.

Finally, he pulled them away and began kissing my heat. I nearly sighed in relief but managed to mask it with a pleasured moan. I tried to beg him to fuck me again, but every time I opened my mouth anything I was trying to say was replaced with a moan. Soon enough my legs began to shake and I felt a pressure building up inside of me. I arched my back so that I was pressed against Colson's face, ready to ride out my climax.

He pulled away suddenly, causing me to whine at the loss of contact. Luckily, his mouth was soon replaced with the head of his dick pushing against my entrance. I gasped as he filled me suddenly, giving me no time to readjust to his size.

He pressed his body against mine, wrapping my legs around him so that he could get as close as possible. He began to kiss my neck again as he thrusted deep into me. My eyes rolled back in my head as pleasure filled my entire body. I could feel Colson's belts rubbing against my wrists, but I was so lost in lust and pleasure that I could care less about it.

Colson pressed his lips against mine as his thrusts became more rough. "God, I've missed your wet pussy."

"I've missed your big cock," I moaned back. "I missed it so much I was even dreaming about having it inside of me."

"Oh yeah? You were dreaming about my cock princess?"

I was so turned on I could barley form a response, I just moaned.

I felt the pressure building up in my stomach again. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I felt myself beginning to tremble. I moaned Colson's name as I felt myself hitting my climax.

Colson's thrusts became more sloppier, indicating that he was getting close as well. He buried his head in my neck, muffling his groan as I felt him filling me. He laid on top of me for some time, riding out his orgasm. I pulled against my restraints a few times, trying to free myself so that I could hold Colson.

"Oh man, I forgot about those," he said upon hearing me pulling at the belts. "Here, let me free you."

I giggled as he untangled himself from me and freed me from my bindings. I felt the blood running back to my hands as I shook my arms a little.

After a quick clean up, Colson laid back down next to me. I immediately curled into his arms, holding him so tightly that I refused to ever let him go. He laughed as I gave him a small squeeze.

"It feels so good to be home," he sighed.

"Tell your managers or whoever else you gotta tell that your girlfriend said no more tours for at least six months, and tell the boys no parties or anything for at least a week because you're spending the time with me."

Colson gave me an amused look. "Oh yeah?"

I nodded. "They just got to see you for like a year straight, I get you to myself for at least a week."

He laughed and kissed my forehead. "I guess I can agree to that. Fair warning, we may never leave this bed in that week."

"I wasn't planning on leaving anyways."