𝟓𝐬𝐨𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐕𝐨𝐥.𝟏

Cold Tea (Calum Hood Smut)

Summary: (Y/N) is stressed about an assignment, so Calum brings her favorite beverage ( and snack 😉) (Smut / Fingering/ Mention of public sex/ Mention of unprotected sex)
This is an NSFW story. If you feel uncomfortable reading stories like this one, please, scroll through the chapters to find something you might like. 

Inspired by trulycevans story (https://bit.ly/32MmpIK). 
(Words: 1.9k) 
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The only sound echoing in the room has to be my fingers tapping on my laptop's keyboard and the clock ticking on the wall. It has been like that for the past 3 hours, since I came back from my little "break" to fill my coffee cup.
My eyes are heavy from working in front of a screen for so many hours, so I blink rapidly, trying to give them a quick rest before continuing; god, I wish I knew how to touch-type, so I didn't have to look at the screen.
"Everything going a-ok, bub?" Calum asks as he peaks through the door. I turn my head to look at him, my face grumpy and lips pouty while he is smiling softly at me. He walks in, clad in his comfy sweats and a black tank top, holding a cup with steaming liquid inside.
"Did you bring me coffee?" I ask, perking up a little as I can practically feel the taste of fresh coffee in my mouth.
"Something better. Herbal tea." He cheers in excitement, leaning down to leave a kiss in the curve between my neck and shoulder while he places the mug in front of me.
"Herbal tea?" I ask repulsed. There is soft tapping on the floor, so I assume that Duke decided to follow his pop in the room.
"You need to relax a bit. You are overly caffeinated so your brain is stuck. Herbal tea will make you feel more productive." He explains, resting his chin on my shoulder.
"You are smart for a total hottie..." I mumble, rolling my eyes as I pick up the mug to take a sip, blowing on the surface of the tea before it touches my lips.
"How is it going?" He asks me, planting a kiss on my jawline.
"It is not going." I announce, sighing in despair. Calum moves my hair on one shoulder, bringing his arms to wrap around me.
"Maybe it is time for a break. Stretch a bit, fix your posture, tie your hair up. Maybe cuddle Duke a bit, he is like a fluffy stress-ball." He suggests, using his soothing voice.
"I am so tensed..." I groan, causing Calum to bring his hands on my shoulders, kneading on my skin as I relax back on my chair. He moves upwards, focusing now on my neck. 

"You have a knot in there." He comments, pressing his thumbs on it.
"I know. It has been killing me for hours now." I pout, moving my head from side to side. I feel chills rising on my skin as he brings his thumbs all the way up to the base of my head. A moan escapes my lips, which amuses Calum.
"And to think I am not even touching you in that way..." He teases me, pressing a kiss on my forehead.
"Hush, asshole. I am sore." I giggle, feeling ticklish as his hands travel low on my back.
"Mmm, there..." I gasp as he finds the spot on the dip of my back. I arch my back and throw my head back; fuck, he has magical fingers, in every possible way.
"Have I told you your tits look great?" He asks, making me bite my bottom lip.
"You have... Stop starring at my tits, you creep." I huff.
"Not my fault you have the prettiest tits I have seen..." He replies.
"Get up and have a stretch. You'll feel a thousand times better." He pats my back, rolling my chair away from the desk to let me get up from it. 

Calum leans against the desk as I bend to touch my toes, making my spine pop. I arch my back, trying to crack my back. Calum clears his throat, making me turn my head to him.
"Everything alright?" I ask, cocking an eyebrow at him.
"Why do you look so sexy, even when you are so tired?" He asks, grabbing me by my waist and pulling me close to his body.
"Cal, I stink. My eyes are decorated with eye bags, and my face is dull, my hair is messy and I am wearing leggings. Where is the sexy in that?" I ask him, and he hums, throwing me a side smirk. "Well, everything on you." He lingers above my lips, making me squirm at the intensity of the moment. He has the ability to turn every moment intimate.
"You make me so hard, princess. Just looking at you makes me feel funny inside... Fuck... How
 did I ever get so lucky?" He asks, groaning softly.
"You must have done something very nice in your life to end up with me." I giggle, resting my palms on his chest.
"I have a way to get your mind to relax..." He licks his lips, lowering his hand to my ass.
"I am curious to find what that might be..." I giggle, just as he squeezes my ass in his hands.