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I hate being so sensitive. I hate being able to detect the slightest change in the way people message me, or talk to me, or look at me. I hate overthinking about it for the whole night. I hate when I can feel someone is slowly losing interest in me.

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Late nights

Late nights 

Carl Gallagher Smut 

 (First smut, message me for more)

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 They were in his room, the room was dim. The moon shone in through the window lighting it up just enough to see each other’s faces. Her body was pressed against his, her neck exposed. His hands ran along her sides, causing her to break out in goosebumps. The hairs on the back of his neck raised, the hot breath in his ear making him shiver.

 He lay her down on the bed, hovering over her. The kisses he trailed down her bare torso made her head spin, she let out a soft moan as he neared the lace fabric. Her eyes fluttered shut, lips parted, audibly short breaths of air filling the room.

 There was nothing between them now. Her hands pulled at the roots of his now loose brown locks. His scalp was still sensitive from the tight braids, as she pulled he groaned. The vibrations between her legs made her moan in euphoria. “Please” she begged. He pulled away from her, the cold air taking his place. He held in his hand a golden package. She bit her lip as she watched him rip it open with his teeth. 

 He hovered over her, their faces in close proximity. His mouth hung open by her ear. “Ready baby girl?” He whispered into her ear. She nodded her head, placing her hands on his bare shoulders. He looked into her eyes, as he eased in. Her eyes shut, her chin lifting. She inhaled as he pushed further in, she let out a moan “Carl” he pressed his swollen lips to hers, his thrusts were slow and evenly paced. As her eyes opened, he picked up his speed. 

The room filled with her moans and his low groans. Beads of sweat started to form on his forehead, she could feel the knot in her stomach tightening. As she reached her climax she flipped them over, placing her hands on his chest. Her head fell back, mouth agape. He let out a throaty moan as she lifted her self up. His hands found her hips and guided her back down.

 His eyes shut as he let go, biting his lip hard. She leaned down and kissed his neck, trailing up to the corner of his mouth. She lifted herself up again, letting out a loud high pitched moan into his neck. As she pushed herself back down she let herself relax, releasing everything she held back. 

 The window beside them was fogged, she fell beside him and watched it clear up. Her eyes closed slowly, sleep taking over her.

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Trying to get this new hobby up and running. First picture.

LOCATION :back road of Dominican Convent leading to Godini.