Meet You There | Calum Hood

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Holland took longer in the shower than she normally would have. She braced herself against the tile wall as thoughts of Calum overwhelmed her. She was letting her thoughts get way too far ahead of herself and she knew it but she just couldn't help it. Everything about him made her want him more.

The sound of the bathroom door opening startled her and she wondered if he dared to glance through the glass shower doors but she didn't allow herself the satisfaction of looking towards the doorway.

When he was gone she shut the water off and stepped from behind the glass onto the fancy heated tiles. She grabbed one of the towels from the counter enjoying the way the soft fabric felt against her skin as she dried off and grabbed for the small pile of clothes he had left on the counter.

She rifled through the pile, realizing the shorts were far too big but that his t-shirt would swallow her and could work as a dress. She slid the dark fabric over her head and it hung to the middle of her thighs. She released her hair from the bun she had had it in to keep it from getting wet in the shower and stepped back into his room.

Her eyes connected with Cal's before his shamelessly scanned down her body. The weight of his stare caused her skin to heat up and she felt an ache in her thighs as he swallowed, his tight throat revealing his Adam's apple as it bobbed just beneath the skin.

"This okay?" She asked him, lowering his head to gesture to the large black t-shirt of his with the Nine Inch Nails logo emblazoned across the chest that covered her body.

"More than." He said, his voice barely above a whisper as she rejoined him on his bed.

"What did you have in mind for today?"

"So first off," He rolled back to the other side of the bed and grabbed something from off of his night stand. "I brought us some fruit for breakfast."

"Yum." Holland replied, grabbing for the bowl and immediately beginning to pick out pieces of strawberries and pineapple, some of her favorites.

"I need to walk Duke at some point, and I thought we might could work on some of your Calculus stuff. I talked to a few of my friends and my friend Mitchy has a friend who's an engineer who aced Calculus and said he'd be willing to help you whenever you need."

'You're amazing." Holland told him, rolling so that she was laying on her stomach, the bowl of fruit propped on the bed and turning her head towards him. She aligned their lips and kissed him.

His lips were soft and his hand gabbed her waist, the t-shirt she wore bunched up in his hand and he pulled her closer to him.

His mouth moved against hers hungrily soft moans caught in the back of his throat as they kissed. His hand slid to the small of her back, holding her close so that their bodies were touching in as many places as possible.

His tongue slid along the seam of her lips and she parted them to give him access. He took the opportunity to deepen the kiss without missing a beat, his control of the moment driving her crazy. His hand slip upwards toward her breast teasing her as the shirt she wore slid upwards but still separated her skin from his touch.

"Fuck." Calum said as he pulled away and rested his forehead against her shoulder, panting heavily. "Sorry." He said as he relaxed, his face still hidden from her.

"What? Why are you sorry? Why'd you stop?" She asked, her disappointment evident.

"I just," He released a shaky breath, his chest still rising and falling rapidly. "I didn't want to take it too far. I didn't want to make you uncomfortable."

"You weren't. Come here." She pushed against his shoulder until she could see his face, taking his cheeks in her hands as she pressed her lips to his once more.