5sos/1D smut

Calum

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•Y/N POV•
I woke up gasping, my body sticky with sweat. I pulled the covers off me and took a deep breath. It was just a nightmare-not real-I thought in hopes of calming my rapid heart rate down. It was the same nightmare I had every night, the one where my alcoholic dad, threatened to kill my mom if she ratted him out. My mom was the only person I had left in this world, I couldn't lose her. I suppose I still had Calum, but he was only a friend; a kind stranger whose parents offered to get me out of the unstable home I had been living in. He was only temporary. I whimpered as I heard someone coming down the hall, afraid I would be found, taken back to the place I hated the most.
"Hey, is everything alright? I heard screaming," Calum said softly, his voice husky from sleep. I must've woken him up. I frowned and rubbed my puffy eyes, thankful it was dark so he didn't see the condition I was in.
"Is it another nightmare? Y/N don't be scared, I'm here for you, I always will be," he added, when I didn't answer. I heard the floor creak as he walked closer to me and I turned away from him. The small bed dipped when he sat and put his large hand on my back.
"I'll sleep with you, okay? Come on, get some sleep. I won't let anything happen to you," he murmured, laying down and pulling me into his arms. The bed was small, so I had to lay on top of him to fit us both on it. He was shirtless, his body heat making me sweat even more. It wasn't very practical, but I felt...safe. He hummed of my favorite songs and I let out a shaky breath.
"I'm sorry for waking you up," I whispered, my voice cracking as I held back sobs. He shook his head and started massaging my scalp with the pads of his fingers.
"It's alright. People say I sleep too much-should probably stop." He chuckled and I managed a smile, resting my head over his chest, right over his heart. I could hear the steady rhythm of his heart and tried desperately to focus on it, but I could only think of a loud banging on the door, the one that would wake me up in the middle of the night when my dad came home.
"Thank you. You're great," I said, trying to distract myself by talking to him.
"You're too beautiful to be sad that's all, no greatness here." He yawned quietly and I knew he was still tired, craving more sleep. Maybe he was just here to shut me up, so I wouldn't scream anymore. Maybe he didn't actually care, why would he? I remained quiet and within minutes he had fallen asleep.
"Y/N...Y/N...Y/N...please." I heard Calum whine after a while. He started writhing around, his hands softly gripping your hips. He moaned and groaned like he was in pain, my name still falling from his lips like it was the only word he knew.
"What's the matter?" I asked, startled and afraid that now it was him who was having a nightmare. I realized he was still asleep and tried to shake him awake, but he didn't budge.
"Right there Y/N, that feels so good. I'm not great, you're the one who's great." I was incredibly confused, not knowing what he was talking about. Did he know another Y/N? His groans started getting louder and I didn't know what to do. He held me tightly, his hips bucking up into me. I didn't get it, I was bewildered as I started to feel his erection pressing against my leg.
"Holy shit," I hissed, trying to wiggle out of his grasp. His back arched and his hands went down to my ass, squeezing roughly and pulling the cheeks apart and back together again.
"Baby, I'm coming, do that again, and wrap those pretty little lips around my cock." My eyes widened and he came with a loud grunt and several curses, his warm cum seeping through the material of his boxers and into my thin pajama pants. He still had a hard on and it wasn't the most comfortable thing to lay on top of.
"No Y/N, please stay with me, we just made love," he complained when I finally managed to stand up. I took of my pajama pants and sighed, because I didn't have another pair here. I could ask Calum's sister, but that would look bad. Calum quieted down and I tip toed around the room, not knowing where to settle down. I jumped slightly when the light was switched on, my eyes meeting with Calum's mortified ones.
"Oh God-I'm so sorry," he apologized as he realized what had happened. He looked down at the mess he made on the bed and was quick to get up. He took off his boxers like it was nothing, leaving him completely naked before me.
"Calum!" I shrieked, turning around so I didn't see anything I need to see. He just giggled cheekily and started taking the sheets off the bed. He walked around me and I caught a glimpse of his ass. I blushed furiously as I thought about how round and firm it looked.
"What? You haven't seen a guy naked before? I don't see what the big deal is. If it was up to me, everyone would be naked all the time." He grabbed fresh sheets and walked back to put them on the bed.
"At least you managed to distract me with your little performance," I snorted, making him giggle again.
"Little? Don't you mean big? I'm anything but little." I could almost see the smirk on his face as he said that and I was about to protest, when I realized he was talking about his size.
"Calum!" I shrieked again, horrified that this was happening to me, especially at 4 in the morning. He finished with the sheets and came up behind you, putting his hands on your hips.
"Relax Y/N." I didn't understand why he didn't just go put some boxers on. Instead he leaned in to kiss the back of my neck. I shivered, having forgotten what it was like to have a boy's lips on me.
"Why don't you let me take your mind off things properly?" He purred, his demeanor switching gears from sweet to sarcastic to seductive. His hands played with the hem of my shirt and rubbed my stomach.
"If you're trying to take my shirt off, you might as well stop," I said, rolling my eyes. I bit my lip as I thought about how he had squeezed my ass during his dream. It seemed like everything his hands did made me feel good and giddy, like I didn't have anything to worry about.
"I won't take your shirt off-you'll take it off for me," he challenged, letting go of me and swiftly walking over to the door. He shut it and turned the lights off again, leaving us in the dark.
"Come on, I won't actually see anything, but if I'm naked, I think it's only fair for you to be naked too," he reasoned, making me wrinkle my nose.
"Wow-so convincing," I retorted, taking my shirt off nonetheless. He stepped closer to me, I could barely make out the outline of his body. He hugged me tenderly, my breasts pressing up to his chest.
"Don't get me wrong, I'd love to see you, but I think feeling you is so much better." I smacked his arm as he teased me and moved his fingertips into my panties.
"You didn't answer my question. Why don't you let me take your mind off things properly?" I frowned because I had been hoping he didn't ask the question again. He pressed you and kissed your cheek.
"Because I barely know you? Because you're just horny from your dream? You don't actually want to be with me." It was a statement not a question and I didn't want him to tell me otherwise.
"That's not true-the dream was about you. Don't you get it? That never happens! Usually I dream about Katy Perry or Megan Fox, people that I don't even know! I want to take care of you, I want to make you happy and make you feel good and I want to make the dream happen in real life. What can I say? I'm a real dreamer, but I'm not the only one." I shook my head as he made me laugh with his stupid comments. It's not that I didn't want to trust him, but it's just that I couldn't, not with everything that had happened.
"You deserve to be happy. This isn't fair to you I know, but as the world around you hurts you, I can promise you that I won't hurt you." He pressed his plump lips to mine for a brief moment and pulled back so he didn't make me uncomfortable. That was what made Calum so great-he didn't hover. Even when he was concerned for me, even when he acted silly and dorky, he didn't force me into anything. I pulled his lips to mine again and tugged at the hair on the nape of his neck.
"Maybe just this one night," I smiled against his lips, "you know, because we both had nightmares or something.
"Mhmm, sure." He chuckled and lifted me up on his waist, setting me down on the bed. He kissed my neck and massaged my breasts. I was stiff for a little while as I got used to having his hands on me. He kissed each of my nipples and kept moving down, pulling my panties down my legs. He just kissed my inner thigh and worked his way back up to my mouth.
"Do you trust me?" He whispered, nudging my nose with his. I couldn't see him, but even though I was in the dark I knew I trusted him.
"Y-yes," I stuttered, wrapping my arms around his neck. He parted my legs and wedged his body between them, making sure that he didn't crush me. He gave me a soft kiss and eased into me, pushing in inch by inch.
"Shit, when you said you were going to sleep with me, I didn't actually think you'd sleep with me," I muttered, so thankful that I had woken him. He started to move slowly, picking up speed, but never drifting away from being gentle. Our hips met with a soft thud and we both sighed happily.
"Is this how your dream went?" I asked curiously, running my fingers through his hair. He smiled and shook his head, rolling his hips and spreading my legs wide for more penetration.
"This is better. You see, a dream isn't real. A nightmare isn't real either, that's why you don't need to worry," he said softly. My hips started bucking up to meet his thrusts and I rolled my hips in the opposite direction he was rolling his. He moaned and it was one of the most beautiful things I'd ever heard. I was so distracted by it that I let him push into my sweet spot. I called out his name and bit my lip. If his parents found out, they would probably want me out of the house, they'd...
"Hey, hey don't worry. This is all my idea right?" He pulled my lip out from my teeth and thrusted into my sweet spot again, making me see stars. I held onto his muscular biceps and he took a deep breath. With the exception of occasional moans, he was composed. I on the other hand, was a moaning mess.
"Y-you feel good," I uttered, remembering the thoughts I had about his ass. My hands fled down to cup it and I moaned as I felt just what I had thought.
"And you're definitely not little." He laughed and cupped my face, rubbing my cheeks with his thumbs. I didn't know how long we stayed like that, his soft thrusts bringing you unbelievable pleasure.
"Mind if I make you scream for a different reason?" He asked mischievously, his hips already snapping into mine with more force. I gasped and dug my nails into his skin. I clenched around him, my body wanting him to go back to his tender ways. The headboard started to hit the wall, both of your breaths ragged.
"Come on, scream my name. That's the only thing I want you to scream...ever," he growled, giving me everything he had. I pulled my lips into a tight line and he cursed in frustration. There was no way we would get away with this now, the sound of slapping skin resonating throughout the room.
"Calum-fuck!" I screamed, giving him what he wanted. He growled in satisfaction and started slowing down again.
"That's it baby. Do you like it when I go hard on you?" I just nodded and raked my nails up and down his back. He purred and I pulled his lips down to mine aggressively, opening my mouth to give his tongue access. He took advantage of it, his hands going down to my breasts again.
"C-Cal, I'm close," I whispered, afraid he wouldn't want me to release just yet.
"Go on baby, let go," he whispered back, tweaking one of my nipples with his thumb and forefinger. My back arched and I did was I was told again, letting go and coming around him. I moaned as I came down from my high, his comforting arms nurturing me through it. He already knew you were on the pill, so he knew he could release inside of you.
Six or seven thrusts later, he came inside of me, my body feeling the warm sensation of his cum for the second time today. He filled me up in a nice way, it made me afraid of what would happen when he pulled out.
"You tired yet? Up for round two or do we save that for another time? Probably another time, because it's so late." He pulled out without even giving me a chance to respond. I felt so empty now, the worries flooding back into my mind.
"Hey, hey, hey," he said, as if reading my thoughts. "What's wrong?" He pulled the covers over us and collapsed on top of me, resting between my legs.
"You'll never be alone Y/N. I'll always be with you and what we just did can stay between us, nobody has to know. If you want to do it again, then I'll do it again. I'll do anything you ask of me." He murmured, trying to comfort me.
"What if you're asleep? What if I want something of you when you're asleep? Or what if I have another nightmare?" I sniffled and held him close to me.
"Wake me up," he whispered, pressing his lips to mine for one last time, before telling me to go to sleep.