Words Are Too Complicated {{ Merome SMUT}}

Simplistic Breathing

AUTHORS NOTE: here's a weird thing I did because I like writing stuff like this ^_^
WARNING: smut... You guys should know this by now XD
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Mitch's P.O.V
I take
Heavy breaths, the kind of breath that takes your soul with it when it leaves your lungs and makes you want to hold it until the spaces between your ribs burn. It makes your skin prickle and your head float, it starts the pleasurable ache in the base of your spine and spills hidden words into the darkness...
He makes me take heavy breaths.

His nails paint lines across my blushing skin as the rope bites into the bone of my wrist in an oh so delicately aggressive way. His lips stretch out my name, echoing the way my body lays stretched out for him, and it is in this moment I know what it is to be in love.

He presses the letters of my name into my body; he nestles the 'M' in my collar bone with a parting kiss, the 'I' imprinted on my nipple with the pad of his thumb, the 'T' is wrapped around my leaky cock by a dominating mouth and the 'C' and 'H' are indented into their respective inner thigh. My veins throb with the lust coursing inside them and I am truly intoxicated...

Fingers breach me with no verbal warning but my body is so much more than ready. His eyes study me intently, reading my body as if it were a book he'd read a thousand times over and he was yet to get bored of doing so. The short, dirty blond hair bristled against my thigh, setting the nerves into a jittery haze as he basked in the sinful concoction I had no doubt was spilling from my lips. I wish I could scream, beg for more or for mercy but my lungs fail me, only allowing a small plea to be hung on the still air before it melts away like butter.
Please Jerome.

Hesitation was not something this man was known for but even his hurried movements still mirrored that of a lazy cat. His lips met mine, fuelling the flames of arousal that were clawing at my belly, in the most languid way possible. His left hand encased my rope binds a and pushed them further into the ocean of duvet above my head before filling my lithe body with every inch of him. My whine punctured the air whilst his teeth danced with my collar bone. We fit together almost perfectly, his shallow hips cupping my butt in a brief embrace every time he thrust into me, leeching whines and whimpers from my throat.

His mouth marks me by drawing the lust from my veins to the surface of my skin and his pride resonates off him body. His teeth bury words in my flesh with sharp bites
Bitch. Slut. Mine.

His breath floods over my outer ear, heated like dragon smoke, and if I listen carefully I can hear the silent whisper of my name being carried out of his mouth. He draws syllables from my throat as he picks up speed, jack hammering himself into with little care. His hand leaves the rope on my wrists and snakes between us, his long fingers capturing my neglected dick with lazy strokes. I hook my bound wrists around his neck and wind my fingertips into his hair whist I cry out obscenities into his collar bone.
"Fuck Jerome .... I ... I'm going to cum"

At this point he tore a scream from my lips as his hips bullied my body into unrelenting orgasm, igniting the gun powder in my veins. My dick splutters the last of my cum across my chest as he fills me to the brim with a dominating growl. The sticky pale substance sandwiches our exhausted bodies together with a gross squelch chorused by a soft giggle.
"Fuck I love you"

Clean up follows with drunken hands unable to follow instructions sent from a tired brain. He cuddles me into his chest and makes a fortress with his arms, verbal re affirmations of love echo between us until sleep takes over.

He makes
Me take weighted breaths, the kind that fills your chest with a heavy, certain love and pulls you down into a peaceful sleep where fear is but a distant memory. It spreads warmth across your flesh that leeches into your soul, makes you vulnerable in ways that you did not know exist. It ignites the light in your mind that keeps your dreams sweet and evil away. At night with .... him....
I..... take ..... Weighted .... Breaths.