#Plus size!5sos

[opheliacrainbow]

I’ll never give you away, ‘cause I’ve already made that mistake. If my name never fell off your lips again, I know it’d be such a shame😪

[hemmingslftv]

guys!! i’m back! please request any 5sos fic you want me to write and I’ll do it, smut, fluff or whatever 🩵 (and maybe a colin bridgerton one too if you want)

[asmilinghopefullromantic]

hey 5sos fam

I’m looking for more fic recs with plus sized reader, because ya girl wants to feel seen

[sensitivecth]

Now or Never - c.h. fic

hello i wrote a calum fic that's angsty with a happy ending🫣 i kinda fell off tumblr but had some inspo the other day and it produced this. i started to write this after i learned my crush was moving to a different state, it hurt(s) so i made this to cope. i just finished it tho, good luck!

about 1.6k words, tw//smoking, tw//quarantine, bestie!calum, friends to lovers?? kind of, dj!cliffo?? a pinch, probably set in late 2021. girl IS latina she IS plus size, if you're not into it get over it. girlie can also NOT smoke, trust me i've tried, to explain the beginning! all love<3

I shuffle my feet out of the bar for some fresh air. Calum’s in tow for a smoke break.

We’ve been having a great night. He asked to hang out when he came back to town to move the last of his stuff. Suddenly we've been at the bars since 8.

“You sure you don’t want one?” he asked me teasingly. He knows I can’t inhale anything but air.

As the door closes behind him, I can hear the music quiet into a muffle.

“Haha, funny,” I deadpan in return, looking at the sky from nerves.

How can I not be nervous? I want to confess my crush I had on him for over a year. He’s so nice to me, he’d never make me feel bad. But he’s also moving back to the city. He’s been telling me all about the apartments he’s been looking at and jobs he’s applied to.

“Y/N, what’s up?”

I looked at him- made eye contact even- and got scared. Maybe I shouldn’t say anything.

“Y/N?”

“Oh yeah, sorry,” I got out. One time I told him how I hated eye contact. It stresses me to think about which eye I’m supposed to stare at. He told me to just look in the middle at the nose.

I looked back at the sky. My heart started racing.

He knows. He’s moving by next week but he knows, he has to right? I don’t think I hid it super well.

“Calum, I just-“ I stopped.

He’s staring at me again, I can feel it. I finally turn to look in his direction.

“You can look up at me, you know I love those brown eyes of yours,” he said. “Let me see them.” But I don’t look up.

I could just not say anything. I don’t have to tell him. He can move and we can keep talking like we did all of quarantine to continue our friendship.

But I can’t. I have to say something. Now or never, right?

“I don’t want you to say anything please until I’m done. This is hard for me, and I’m not sober so there’s some liquid courage backing me up.”

“Hm,” he paused, looking concerned. “Okay. I won’t say a thing.”

Now or never, I guess.

“Calum,” I wanted water. My mouth felt dry. “I’ve liked you for over a year.”

I pause just long enough that he opens his mouth. “And it’s super hard for me to accept a crush on someone so telling you right now is killing me.” I’m staring at his shoes now. He’s wearing an old pair of converse.

“I really wanted to be your friend when I saw one of your tattoos and asked about it. But it kind of kept tumbling into something else. And I know you don’t like me like that you don’t have to tell me-“

“Y/N but-“ Calum tried to stop me.

“No, Calum. You’ve pointed out the people you’re attracted to. You don’t have to justify it or try to pretend you liked me. I’ve seen them, Cal. They’re skinny white girls, and I know I’m not that.” My voice got quieter. I didn’t want to bring this part up.

But, there it was. My biggest insecurity around him. I’m not skinny let alone a stereotypically skinny white girl with blonde hair. I’m brown (and proud) and on the bigger side. I always have been. I’m also not the plus-size model big, I’m the fat rolls and back rolls with big arms kinda gal. I’ve never been more aware of my size than now.

“Seriously, it’s fine.” I comfort him, which is amusing to me so I smile. Why am I comforting him when this is supposed to be hard for me.

“I’ve been through this a lot Calum. I’ve had unreciprocated crushes my whole life. I’ve been asked out on 2 dates, by 2 different guys in elementary school. This isn’t new to me.”

‘This’ was being big and brown. Growing up in a primarily white school has its downsides. It looked like he was gonna say something again.

“Please, bub. I’m gonna get through this and then you can say whatever,” I saw him nod but I let the quiet sit between us.

I’m picking at my nails a bit and hear the muffled song change inside. It’s Youngblood.

Now or never, I tell myself again.

“Selfishly, I don’t think I could live with you moving 4 hours away and not tell you ever. You became a comfort person to me over quarantine. I didn’t know if it would continue when school started up again, but it did. And slowly, I wondered when you would text back. I thought about what you were doing and started to obsessively check social media to see if I could get anything from you.” I sighed.

This was harder than I thought.

“It was fine, living in my own little fantasy world of you maybe liking me. Telling my friends about our conversations and just everything I learned about you.”

It was a bit easier to say when he wasn’t looking at me. He was looking down at his cigarette.

“And then you mentioned a girl. I’m not even sure if you ever spoke to her really, you just saw her at the coffee shop. But I cried that day.”

I actually vividly remember the girl he described. She had purple pants, an old band t-shirt, and an old pair of converse as well. He didn’t talk to her, but he did say something along the lines of her being his “dream girl.”

“When you sent that text, I stopped replying for a moment. Then I put on a happy front and told you to talk to her, because of course I’m going to support my friend in whatever he decides to pursue romantically. It just stung a bit.”

“I didn’t talk to her,” he mumbled.

“I know Calum, I know.” I smiled again, thinking about how I felt that day and how I’ve grown.

He was still looking at his cigarette. I wanted to touch his arm.

“Anyway, after I responded semi-positively to that, you just kept sending stuff about girls and relationships left and right. That,” I paused for the drama and because I needed a breath, “fucking sucked Calum.”

I stopped talking for a bit. We were just standing there.

“And when we hung out in person in the park, you’d always mention how there were such cute girls around. I wondered if you hinted at me ever, but I finally realized you never did.”

Calum was still looking down. He hadn’t looked at me in a while.

“Listen Cal, I’m not saying this to make you feel guilty. I just want you to understand where I’m coming from.”

“No, it’s okay,” he said curtly. His cigarette was almost gone.

“So I kept up the friendship even though it pained me to see you talking about other women. And I thought I finally got over it after like 14 months of my everlasting crush.”

“Did you?” he looked at me briefly.

“To be completely honest, I felt like I’d get so close to being done with it and you’d do something so I would go back to square one. I’m proud of myself for only crying about it once though.”

He smiled. I love his smile.

“To be fair, I’m proud of you too. I’m not worth crying over.”

“You’re worth so much.”

“Don’t flatter me like that, my ego will get big,” his eyes twinkled with the moonlight. He was staring up now.

Ashton suddenly peeked his head outside.

“You guys okay?” he asked in a weird tone. I think he knows. He’s always known.

“Yeah mate, just going on about life ya know,” Calum’s answer was quick. Almost like he wanted to be rid of him. I couldn’t be too sure though.

“Alrighty! You missed Youngblood! Mike’s electric in there right now!” Ashton laughed as he turned.

The door did the really awkward thing where it closes super duper slowly, but I stared at it.

“Welp. That was it,” I told Calum as I turned back to him. “Yeah I don’t know. I just needed to tell you before you left.”

“Y/N, I love you with all my heart,” Calum started. He still wasn’t looking at me.

I knew immediately where this was going. I had to fix it.

“Calum, please don’t break me tonight. I don’t want that. Not for your last weekend. Let me send you off with the boys on Monday and help you pack the last of your stuff. Let me be there when you’re locking up the apartment for the last time. Let me breathe this weekend. Once you go I won’t fight it.” I’m pleading with him now. “Please give me this weekend.”

“I would never,” he emphasized, “want you anywhere but with us when we start our new lives. Like I said, I love you with all my heart.”

I felt the tears coming in. This is when he tells me I’ve been nothing but delusional and a joke. This is it.

“I see you next to me Y/N. We may be moving now, but I can never leave you behind. I won’t lie. I’m not in love with you, but I love you. I don’t know where this can go, especially starting off as a long distance thing, but we’ve done it before, right?” He’s kind of rambling at this point.

My breath is short, I am confused.

“Wait what?”

“Y/N. I wanna take you on a date. I’m confused and delighted you said anything. I’m sad I’m moving, but if you’re up for it then I am too.”

And just like that, the last year and then some make so much sense. He makes so much sense.

Now or never, I repeat to myself as I walk up to. The cigarette is gone.

[cherryblogss]

WHEN THE GIRLS TALK BOYS

+18!!! avisinhos: meandom!kuku, degradação, dirty talk, fingering, sexo bruto okayyy, sexo oral, spit kink, penetração vaginal, size kink, relacionamento estabelecido bbs👫, diferença de idade (aproximadamente 12 anos), diferença de tamanho, sexo desprotegido(👎), masturbação🫢, humiliation kink (isso existe?), size kink, reader meio nerd, esteban sendo meio trouxa?, eu me enrolando.

notinha: estava tomando meu banho premium plus quando começou a tocar essa msc do 5sos🤟 aí tive a ideia e como tava com vontade fazer algo com o kuku aproveitei pra usar nosso rei dos homens lerdos💅 perdoem-me se tiver algum erro! eu geralmente percebo só depois pq sou desatenta😪

este aqui é dedicada a incrível camila @creads, uma diva que me ajuda mt com os feedbacks e é a rainha do esteban😛😛

Sinopse: Esteban achava que o relacionamento de vocês era perfeito em todos os sentidos, mas quando ouve você conversando com uma amiga percebe que talvez ele não fazia de tudo pra te agradar. ☆

Esteban Kukuriczka x leitora

Você e Esteban se conheceram de uma forma que parecia ter saído de um livro romântico. Lembra como correu pro primeiro lugar que viu aberto quando uma chuva torrencial começou do nada ao voltar do estágio, entrou em uma cafeteria tentando se secar e tomar algo pra se aquecer. Por estar muito cheia, teve que sentar junto com um homem loiro vestido elegantemente com um sueter azul escuro e calças pretas, só pela posição esticada que as pernas dele se encontravam já sabia que ele era extremamente alto. Apesar de tímido ele puxou conversa com você, era mutio charmoso e constantemente fazia piadinhas pra tirar uma risada gostosa sua, tinha um jeito tão meigo em constrate com o tamanho dele. No primeiro dia, já podia dizer que estava encantada pelo jeitinho adorável do mais velho.

Depois que a chuva passou, vocês trocaram números de telefone e redes sociais marcando encontros pra se ver quase toda semana, iam dar voltas nas praças da cidade, se encontravam pra almoçar e até chegaram a ir em um passeio de barco em que Esteban te deu o primeiro beijo. Todos esses encontros eram momentos preciosos entre vocês, até ele te pedir em namoro com um anel de prata na mesma cafeteria que se conheceram.

Ele era mais do que incrível em quase outros aspectos do relacionamento, não dizia que suas inseguranças era bobagem, ajudava você a estudar e fazer trabalhos da universidade, sempre te buscava onde fosse, planejava encontros românticos e cuidava de você tão bem que quase sentia balões de coração saírem da sua cabeça quando olhava pra carinha fofa dele.

Ele podia dizer que as vezes se sentia inseguro de namorar uma mulher bem mais nova que ele, não sabia o que esperar disso. Honestamente, quando ele soube sua idade hesitou em iniciar algo, não queria você pensando nele como um pervertido ou algo do tipo, mas se tranquilizou quando você disse que até preferia que ele fosse mais velho, porque combinava mais com você ter alguém mais maduro e quietinho.

Sabia que apesar de ir pra algumas festas com ou sem ele nos fins de semana, preferia ficar em casa tomando um vinho ou em chamada jogando algo com seus amigos distantes. Esteban sempre ficava do seu ladinho lendo um livro vendo você falar português pela ligação, pegando umas palavras aqui e ali que ele estava aprendendo no duolingo. Ele adorava como você confiava nele quando não queria sair e ficava tranquila por ele ir sozinho pra festas. Apesar de as vezes ter ciúmes dele, chamando-o de bobo por não perceber que as mulheres estavam flertando abertamente. No início você achava que era charme dele, mas com o tempo notou que o loirinho realmente não se tocava. Esteban não tinha culpa, ele só tinha olhos pra você e se uma mulher viesse dar em cima dele nunca conseguiria nem fazer ele conversar por muito tempo, porque ele sempre fica mencionando você no diálogo.

Esteban ficou surpreso quando foi na sua casa pela primeira vez e viu seu quarto decorado com algumas coisas de nerd. As vezes ficava deitado na sua cama quando você estava jogando algo no pc, ele tentou jogar uma vez, mas foi tão ruim que só serviu pra vocês darem risada. Lembra quando te chamou pra ir em uma festa dos amigos dele e você disse que queria ficar jogando, pensou que era uma desculpa esfarrapada porque ele tinha esquecido do anel dele de compromisso em casa pela primeira vez, mas quando perguntou se você tinha certeza recebeu a mensagem mais confusa do mundo.

"Não vai dar hoje, mor, tem evento no dbd essa semana"

Até hoje Kuku tinha medo de pesquisar o que significava dbd, via você jogar alguns jogos violentos que nem ele aguentava olhar. Fora isso, você era a coisinha mais adorável que ele já conheceu. O seu cabelo, rosto, sorriso, nariz, corpo, cada partezinha ele idolatrava e fazia questão de te elogiar constantemente atento ao fato que você nem sempre se enxergava do jeito que ele te via. Kuku ja até planejava te pedir em noivado quando você terminasse a faculdade.

Ele sabia que o namoro de vocês mesmo recente era algo fora da curva. Se sentia mais confortável contigo do que com qualquer outra pessoa e você também. Te amava intensamente e você já estava até se mudando pro apartamento dele, já que nunca saía de lá.

Por isso não entendia quando escutou que você se sentia tão... insatisfeita.

Um dos amigos dele começou a namorar uma amiga próxima sua e chamou pra um festa na casa nova deles, como Kuku tinha ensaios até mais tarde, você decidiu ir antes e encontrar com ele depois. Já tinha tudo planejado na cabeça dele, como ia chegar por trás de você te abraçando e dizendo "surpresa" baixinho pra depois te puxar pra um beijo cheio de paixão. Até ia esfregar a barba falha no seu pescoço sabendo que você tinha cócegas quando ele fazia isso. Sentia falta de tudo sobre você mesmo que tivessem te visto de manhã.

Parou no batente da porta se escondendo, te viu de costas pra ele com sua amiga que tinha uma expressão séria te ouvindo, quando ele ia dar um passo pra entrar na cozinha com vocês, sentiu o coração falhar com o que escutou na sua voz.

"Não é que seja ruim, as vezes só é... entediante, sabe?" Disse nervosa enquanto colocava uma mecha de cabelo atrás da orelha. "Ele me toca como se fosse me quebrar ou, sei lá, parece que se distrai no meio da coisa. As vezes eu tento fazer algo, só que ele me interrompe."

"Ai amiga, você sabe, eu sempre achei ele meio lerdinho"

"Não sei se é esse o problema, é só o jeito dele" Percebeu que sua voz ficou mais rigida ao ouvir outra pessoa falar dele. Bom, pelo menos isso. "Mas sabe ele é beeem grande e parece que não sabe meio que usar-"

Ao ouvir você continuar, não aguenta escutar mais nada. Esteban se afasta da cozinha com a cabeça repleta de inseguranças e sentindo seu coração palpitar de raiva, não acreditava que você nunca tinha dito nada pra ele sobre isso. Será se você já fingiu um orgasmo alguma vez? Ele tinha experiência o suficiente pra saber quando uma buceta gozava no pau dele. Ok, que vocês realmente não faziam outras coisas, mas era tão ruim assim pra você?

Pelo resto da festa tentou evitar ficar perto de você, se distraindo com os amigos contando as últimas coisas que aprontaram, quando te viu só te deu um abraço e beijo na sua cabeça, inventando uma desculpa ruim quando pediu pra vocês ficarem sozinhos.

Analisou que podia resolver essa situação de duas formas: te chamar pra conversar possivelmente te deixando super constrangida ou tinha a opção de simplesmente te punir por não falar o que você quer pra ele, descontar toda a frustração que ele sente nesse momento. Entretanto, não devia colocar toda a culpa em você, Kuku sabia que as vezes mais falava do que, de fato, fazia. Conhecia a namorada e pra você ter chegado no nível de compartilhar com uma amiga que não estava satisfeita sexualmente, era porque a situação estava crítica.

Não que ele enxergasse problemas, você era extremamente gostosa e pra ele sempre era bom, gostava de fazer devagar saboreando seu corpo. Sentia que você ficava um pouco mais caladinha que o normal, mas ele pensou que fosse seu jeito na cama. Passava o dia inteiro falando de tudo e quem sabe aquela era a hora que você descansava?

Agora, todas as fantasias sujas que ele ja imaginou passaram pela cabeça, ver seu rosto enterrado nos meios das pernas dele, te espancar por fazer gracinha com ele, te foder amarrada. ele nem sabia de onde vinham essas imagens, entretanto, elas pareciam combinar com os sentimentos possessivos que cresciam em seu interior.

Você pediu pra ir embora um pouco depois da meia-noite, se despediram de todos e foram pro apartamento do mais velho. O caminho que era geralmente preenchido com muita conversa sobre o dia, era silencioso, você achava que ele tinha tido um ensaio desgastante no teatro e ele só pensava no que ia fazer contigo quando chegassem em casa.

Observava você tirar suas joias pra ir tomar banho, portanto, decidiu atacar naquele momento. Prontamente, chegou por trás, afastando seu cabelo da nuca e deixando beijinhos molhados e levando uma mão enorme pra pressionar seus dois seios. Encolheu os ombros quando sentiu o bigodinho se esfregando na sua pele, mas relaxou contra o peitoral, fechando os olhos ao sentir o carinho do seu namorado pela primeira vez no dia. Esteban retira o cropped e a saia minúscula te deixando só de calcinha com meia arrastão sete oitavos, mas antes que ele pudesse prosseguir você interrompe.

"Ai, mor, não sei se consigo fazer agora"

"Por que eu sou sem graça na cama, né?"

Vira seu corpo pra encarar Esteban com os olhos arregalados, sua mente estava tão embaralhada pela noite esquisita que nem conseguia processar a súbita mudança no ambiente.

"Ahn? do que você tá falan-"

"Não mente pra mim que eu escutei você reclamando"

"Eu não fiz por mal, descul-" Mexia nervosa com as suas mãos tentando controlar o constrangimento crescente.

"Ai ele é grande mas não me fode igual um puta safada" Afinou mais a voz tentando imitar seu timbre. Você o encarava com o cenho franzido sem capacidade de responder.

"Quer que eu te maltrate, é? Pensando que você era minha garotinha comportada, mas é igual uma cadela no cio." Você continuava calada, olhando pra qualquer lugar menos pro seu namorado, atônita com a rigidez que ele te repreendia. Esteban nunca levantava a voz pra você. Não podia mentir que a sua calcinha começou a ficar úmida com a mudança repentina no seu namorado calminho.

"Eu devia suspeitar né, você sempre tentando tocar meu pau de noite com essa carinha de inocente, só sabe pensar em levar leite nessa bucetinha"

Sentou na cama dando batidinhas nas coxas fortes cobertas pela calça, depois inclinou os dedos te chamando pra ele. Quando você vai dar o primeiro passo, Kuku levanta a palma da mão te parando.

"Não, quero rastejando igual a putinha desesperada que você é" Você trava por um minuto, mas depois se ajoelha devagar e começa a engatinha empinadinha em direção ao mais alto. Quando se posicionou no meio das pernas longas, tentou tocar o cinto dele, entretanto, ele te interrompe prendendo suas mãos e colocando-as na parte de trás do seu corpo.

"Você não merece me tocar. Quero foder essa boca que só sabe falar besteira" Agarrou com uma mão seus cabelos formando um rabo de cavalo frouxo, e com a outra segurou sua nuca empurrando sua boca até engolir metade do membro grosso e comprido.

Conforme ele ia enfiando o pau na sua cavidade, te observava procurando qualquer sinal de desconforto, mas começou a impulsionar os quadris fodendo sua boca ao te ver fechar os olhos gemendo fraquinho ao redor da circunferência. Metia até tocar a parte mais profunda da sua garganta, fazendo saliva escorrer pelos lados dos seus lábios e maquiagem manchar seu rosto com as lágrimas que saiam pela sensação sufocante do pau na sua boquinha. Tirou o comprimento inteiro algumas vezes pra esfregar a pontinha suja de pré-gozo nos seus lábios.

Seguia um ritmo torturante de por tudo e tirar devagar aproveitando a sensação, jogou a cabeça pra trás gemendo rouquinho sentido as bolas tensionando prestes a gozar. Retirou rapidamente o membro pulsante e encharcado da sua boca, direcionando a ponta pros seus seios, logo em seguida jogando jatos quentes de porra sobre a carne desnuda.

Inclinou o corpo na direção do homem quando conduziu as mãos ao seus seios pra espalhar o líquido quente ao redor do seu mamilo esquerdo antes de dar um tapa forte na carne te fazendo soltar um gritinho afetado. Você estava tão linda nesse momento, os cabelos bagunçados e os lábios inchados com umas gotinhas do líquido branco. Esteban se levanta te puxando junto, olha você por alguns segundos transmitindo a admiração que sentia pela namorada, então desce a cabeça até chegar na sua altura e dá um beijo lento cheio de amor.

"Acho que você merece um pouquinho de atenção agora, perrita" Disse separando seus lábios que ainda tinham um filete de saliva unindo-os.

Animada, levou as mãos pra desfazer os botões da camisa dele, finalmente chegando perto de saciar a pulsação no seu interior, mas arfou assustada quando foi empurrada pra trás, caindo na cama apoiada nos cotovelos ofegante pelo susto. Esteban começou a tirar a própria roupa ficando completamente nu enquanto você babava no corpo esguio e alto.

"Por favor, me toca, papi" Falou birrenta esfregando as pernas pra conter o fogo no meio das pernas. Ele inclinou a cabeça te admirando, sentia que tinha morrido e ido pro céu. A visão diretamente do paraíso mordendo os lábios, com as meias que iam até a parte alta das coxas e a calcinha rosa manchada com sua lubrificação.

"Faz você mesma se gosta tanto de reclamar"

Quando você ia choramingar pra implorar mais, ele só te deu uma olhada severa, fazendo você se encolher envergonhada. Deitou na cama, abrindo as pernas expondo a bagunça molhada. Deslizou as mãos pelo próprio corpo, parando pra brincar com os mamilos, se contorcendo pra fazer um showzinho pro mais velho, depois de ver que o rostinho bobo voltou por alguns segundos, sorriu satisfeita tirando a calcinha de renda e direcionando as mãos pra bucetinha pulsante.

Esteban se aproxima com o pau enorme perto do seu rosto, esfregou a ponta na sua boca na medida que punhetava o resto do comprimento. Você esfregava o clitóris com a pontinha de dois dedos, sua buceta estava tão encharcada que fazia um barulho molhado com os movimentos, com a outra mão inseriu dois dígitos facilmente e começou a penetrar sua intimidade intensamente.

Com pouco tempo, já estava sentindo seu orgasmo se aproximar depois de tanta estimulação. Chupou mais forte a cabecinha do pau na medida que acelerava os círculos no seu pontinho inchado. Suas pernas tremeram com a força que o clímax te atingiu, soltando cada vez mais líquidos nos seus dedos e na cama embaixo de você.

Despertou do transe que a sensação eufórica te colocou quando sentiu uma ardência na sua vagina, Esteban tinha te dado um tapa estalado no seu clitóris, te olhando desapontado.

"Sua safada, não falei que podia gozar."

Esteban se ajoelha na cama bem no meio das suas pernas, pressionando sua intimidade contro o membro rijo esperando você suplicar pra ele por tudo dentro.

"Vai ter que pedir pra eu encher esse buraquinho guloso, gatita."

Desacreditada com tudo o que aconteceu essa noite, continuou calada. o mais velho impaciente pra te foder soltou um tapa estalado no seu rosto, chamando sua atenção.

"Usar a voz pra falar que eu não te fodo forte o suficiente, você usa, né" Falou ríspido enquanto apertava suas bochechas. Seu rosto queimou de humilhação, mas sentiu a intimidade gotejar com a dominância.

"Papi, quero dentro, porfi" disse manhosinha tentando fazer o mais velho sentir pena de você.

Inseriu a pica grande devagar, acariciando seus quadris pra te relaxar, sabia que era difícil aguentar todo o tamanho dele. Antes dessa noite, seu namorado nunca conseguiu colocar tudo dentro de você, na metade sua carinha sempre começava a se contorcer. Mas hoje Esteban não teria pena, iria te fazer aguentar e morder a língua antes de dizer qualquer coisa sobre ele.

O fato de você estar mais molhada que o normal facilitou os planos do homem, que conseguiu enfiar os quase 20 centímetros dentro da sua buceta apertada. Agarrou sua cintura com força, começando a se movimentar a te penetrar rapidamente. Toda vez que ele metia tudo seu ventre ficava estufadinho, você choramigava com o seu canal estreito se alargando pra acomodar o comprimento. A sinfonia de gemidos com o som do impacto das intimidades se chocando adicionava um que a mais na atmosfera erótica criada naquele quarto. Nem um de vocês ia durar muito, portanto Kuku começou a massagear seu pontinho na medida que aperta seu pescoço. A estimulação ardente em todos os seu sentidos aproximou seu orgasmo até que um jato de líquidos saiu da sua buceta junto com um grito pornográfico da sua garganta, seu canalzinho se contraindo quase expulsava o membro.

Quando você acha que ele finalmente vai gozar dentro do seu buraquinho pulsante, o loirinho retira o pau melado da sua buceta segurando-o pela base, enquanto agarra seu cabelo aproximando seu rosto dos quadris estreitos dele.

"Só garotas boas merecem leitinho dentro da buceta, perra" disse ainda segurando seus cabelos no aperto filme da mão grande e com a outra punhetando o pau grande e rosado. "Putinhas como você merecem ficar sujas"

Começou a se masturbar rapidamente, quase fodendo a mão grande, não demorou muito até o pau tremer e soltar mais um jato quente no seu rosto se misturando as lágrimas e maquiagem escorrida.

Um tempo depois de Esteban te dar um banho rápido e arrumar o quarto, vocês estavam deitados agarradinhos como de costume.

"Desculpa não ter falado diretamente com você, amor" Disse sentindo lágrimas caírem no seu rosto, por não ter conversado com ele antes sobre algo tão importante.

"Ei, ei" Pegou seu rosto com as duas mãos gigantes sentindo o coração errar uma batida ao ver sua expressão triste. "Tudo bem, meu amor. Mas você sabe o que eu falo sempre, é importante conversar comigo sobre tudo o que sente"

"Agora descansa que você ainda tem que apanhar muito por esses 8 meses, perrita" acariciou suas costas com as mãos quentes enquanto sorria bobinho por você.

Apoio a cabeça no peitoral do seu loiro favorito sorrindo com a promessa.

[izzywantscheesecake]

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[ham1lton]

quizilla was not even a fanfiction website it was literally where people could just post games and quizzes and stories etc. it became a smut community for insane girls (me) bc wattpad wasn’t that big yet. honestly quizilla was kind of the wild west i can’t lie. there was also mibba i read some good justin bieber fic on there back in the day 😭😭😭 wow u really got me reminiscing.

what the fuck is mibba 😭 sounds like an manga acronym. but i used to read jb fanfic too and some ate. there was this one girl on wattpad, her user was chingyonce i think? she wrote harry styles fics and i LOVED them. until the sequel of one of her fics the ending was so weird. also there was this horror 5sos imagines book and it was SO good. the author (different one) wrote a book where the mc was a school sh**ter and was in a weird romantic thing with luke and another where a plus size mc was getting bullied and had a romance thing w/ callum 😭 it honestly sounds worse than it was. her fics were crazy. fics on wattpad were genuinely kinda insane.

u got me reminiscing now 😭

[kyracain]

maybe i should introduce myself, hey, i’m kyra (keer-uh), im 20 and im from illinois! i’m an independent musician, and i’ve been singing since i could talk, writing since i picked up the guitar, and releasing since well.. may of this year. my first single, second chances is out everywhere you can access your music, and it’s my pride and joy. some of my favorite artists are taylor swift, 5sos, sabrina carpenter, and marina, but there are also SO many more. this isn’t my first time on tumblr, however i never really used it much when i did have it so i’m still learning. if you have any questions, feel free to ask whenever you feel. this is a safe space for all queer folk (that INCLUDES my transgender siblings- anyone who only supports “lgb” are not welcome here), people of color, women, plus-sized babes, and anyone who isn’t a foul bigot 🫶 i’m bisexual, my pronouns are (she/her) although between you and me i’m questioning that second part there and i hope you have a great time on my page. sending love always 🫶

[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

Fic Titles W/ Their Names Masterlist

5 Seconds of Naughty (ao3) - sir_red luke/ashton, michael/calum E, 5k

Summary: Shameless smut about 5SOS.

5 Times Luke Though He Got Away With Keeping A Secret From The Boys and the 1 Time He Realized They Knew The Whole Time (ao3) - ProducedbyMGC N/R

Summary: 5 times Luke thought he got away with keeping a pretty big secret from the boys and the 1 time he realized maybe he's shit at keeping secrets.

Ash is on the floor (ao3) - tinyglitterrose ot4 M, 4k

Summary: “Are you hard?”, Luke asked bluntly and immediately he had the attention of three australians.

Play it cool, just play if off, Ashton thought to himself, as if he was not panicking right now.

“No? What the fuck, Luke?”, he tried to sound arrogant and even rolled his eyes at the blonde, but the other man wasn’t having it.

“No, no, you’re hard, I saw that”, then he giggled, “You have a boner, Ashy, I saw it”

Ashton shook his head violently, but Calum interrupted him before he could object again: “Do you really?”

— basically an Ashton centered foursome with plot.

Ashton Enchanted (ao3) - boomercal calum/ashton N/R, 46k

Summary: Ashton was given a special ‘gift’ when he was only a few days old, the 'gift’ of obedience. He has never been in love, never had friends and is content to keep it that way until a friendly girl in his class decides she wants to be his friend. Then Ashton has to come to terms with trusting those around him, maintaining his first friendships and managing his first real crush.

calum's song. (ao3) - badomensbaby luke/calum T, 6k

Summary: or, the five times luke thinks about telling calum he's in love with him, plus the one time he finally does.

Five Things Luke Hemmings Thinks About (ao3) - zaynshoran (oneswhonever) Luke/Calum, past Luke/Ashton M, 833

Summary: What Luke thinks about after Ashton’s death

How to make an idiot out of yourself, by Ashton Irwin. (ao3) - cuddlingluke luke/ashton T, 2k

Summary: the one where ashton mistakes his boss' son for a staff guy and makes him help him but luke doesn't mind

Life-Size Luke (ao3) - plushyluke luke/ashton E, 15k

Summary: ashton is a sex store employee when the new adult, collector dolls hit the shelves. he's had enough of these "lukey dolls," when one night everything changes, and his life becomes lukalicious.

lu and mike (tt) (ao3) - coolbabyblue michael/luke, calum/ofc T, 426k

Summary: The story in which Luke is an overly aggressive teen who just can’t seem to catch a break in life and Michael just wants to show him that he deserves the world and more.

Luke Hugged Him Back Just As Tightly And Heard Michael Whisper ‘Friends’. (ao3) - destiel_lemmings E, 28k

Summary: Luke knew that this was going to be weird. He new roommate/ex-kitten were now even more indulged in Luke’s mind. The only problem was that his roommate was not only attractive but he knew Luke like the back of his hand, and Luke had just met the boy.

Or this is a continuation of ‘With A Meow And A Belly Rub Luke Knew He Was In Love With The Ball Of Fur.’ And Michael knows all of Luke’s quirks but Luke is just getting to know the cute boy that was once his kitten. This is the journey through their friendship and maybe even relationship?

Lukey Boy - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) T, 4k

Summary: Ashton brings Luke to Craft Club.

Magic Mike (ao3) - im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance michael/everyone E, 3k

Summary: Ashton Irwin is turning 21 and wanted a grand party. To his surprise, his idea of ‘Grand Party’ does not coincide with what his friends think a 'Grand Party’ means. His night may turn out to be better than he had imagine.

Michael’s Dirty Diary (ao3) - im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance michael/luke E, 32k

Summary: Why did Luke find somebody’s diary? Why did he even want to read it when he knew he should not? The things he was reading were shocking but he could not help but read more, specially since he was involved. Who was that Michael anyway? Luke had to find out.

michael wants another slice - @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) michael/luke T, 3k

Summary: Luke is Ashton's nerdy next door neighbor, and he also just happened to get a job as a pizza delivery boy. Michael crushes on him as soon as he meets him. Cue the endless teasing from Ashton and Calum. And Luke helps Michael get a job.

Mikey’s kink (ao3) - Directioner_Jcats_5sosfam michael/luke E, 4k

Summary: Basically, Michaels want’s to try a few kinks, and Luke want to help.

The 5 Times Calum Ran Into a Nameless Guy at a Bar, and The One Time He Wasn’t So Nameless (ao3) - awfuldaycupcake calum/ashton N/R, 7k

Summary: The one where Calum keeps seeing Ashton in bars, but doesn’t even know his name

[not-alien-girl-v]

ok fun fact about me i think i’ll link this post to my navigation under a little get to know me section

1. my name is violet but like it’s whatever

2. my hair is brown naturally but i dye it

3. my hyperfixations are the 1975 and piercings. i saw the 1975 on sep 30!!! and i have 16 piercings (i totally want more)

4. i’d like to be a piercer but i also might want to be a historian or something close to it idk i haven’t decided yet life is hard

5. i had jaundice as a child and a kidney stone when i was 15 (and a kidney infection at 13)

6. i also really love 5sos and i’ve seen them 3 times live i’m a cal girl with luke tendencies (but i love ashton like an uncle)

7. i am a george girlie by trade but sometimes i think matty is hot and ross is hot all the time but like george is my man so i try to stay loyal

8. i am 5’6 and american and i wish i was taller

9. i’m the lead singer in a band so maybe sometime you will hear more about us when we start releasing music again

10. i am the glue of my friendgroup, i have 2 cats, i’m a stoner, i don’t think old men should be able to run for office, i’m single, bisexual, i’m growing out bangs rn, i’m plus sized

i feel so mysterious on this app sometimes like i worry i don’t get real enough with you people

[bandblogging]

I love all of you (Ashton Irwin imagine)

Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Reader

Words: 1.7k

Warning: Swearing

Sum.: You're a plus size girl and sometimes you can't help but beat yourself up about it but Ashton will always be there to make you feel better about yourself.

A/N: I have to be honest I don't expect this to do well at all, because not everyone can relate. Also to be completely honest I wrote this for a very selfish reason, I am plus size and sometimes I just want to cheer myself up a little. But I hope that some of you can appreciate this because I still feel like plus size! 5sos is lacking, also I mean Ashton is just fucking great ok

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Being friends with the boys you had rarely thought about your body in a negative way. They had always made you feel loved but still you couldn't help but compare yourself to others every once in a while. Lately, especially since you and Ashton had started dating, it had gotten worse and you found yourself beating yourself up a lot more. Michael's and Luke's girlfriend hat joined you guys on tour and you felt like they were total opposites to you. Looking more confident than you would probably ever feel, thin and beautiful. Sure there were times where you felt confident but there were often short lived.

Just now you were waiting in a relatively small room for the boys to be called in for the photoshoot. All seats were taken and the two girlfriends hat taken place on their respective boyfriend's lap. You leaned against the wall and took out your phone. You scrolled through your twitter for a bit but nothing interesting was coming up. When you pushed it back into your pocket you looked up and met Ashton's eyes. He looked at you, raising his eyebrows and patting his lap. You knew what he offered you immediately and a pinkish colour spread over your cheeks when you quickly shook your head. Sitting on his lap in your mind would crush him, feeling like you were too heavy for him.

You had spent the rest of the time shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other, declining Ashton's offer another two times when he patted his lap again and again. You absolutely didn't feel confident about sitting on him and you didn't want to risk embarrassing yourself in front of everybody else.

When the boys had left you let yourself fall down on the couch and sighed to yourself. The others were engaged in a conversation which you did not want to interrupt and so you pulled your phone out again.

A while later you were leaving the building together, your and Ashton's hands intertwined. And just to make your day even worse it they decided that there was a mall really close by and that they wanted to go shopping. You forced a smile and nodded, not wanting to be the buzz killer. Ashton squeezed you hand when he saw your face and raised an eyebrow. "Are you alright?", he moved closer and whispered it into your ear so that none of the others would hear it. "Yeah, sure", you answered back and bit your lip. You didn't usually lie to him but you couldn't help it.

When you left the fourth shop your head hang low and you couldn't help but feel defeated. Either all the clothes were too small, weren't fitting right or if they were your size they looked ridiculous. Big weird designs were printed usually right on the chest area and you could never find anything that didn't look like a sack. You roamed through the fifth shop, only picking up very few things. Michael had his arms full and steared towards the changing room with his girlfriend and Calum following closely, both having things in their arms. You felt an arm wrap around you and when you turned you met Ashton's eyes. "Ready to try on?", he lifted his other arm which was loaded up with clothes. You nodded and quickly pecked his cheek before walking towards the dressing room. You closed the stall door behind you and heard Ashton do the same right next to you. A sigh escaped your lips when you began to change into the first piece. It didn't take you long before you had tried on all of them, deciding to only buy a simple t-shirt and a pair of stockings you were hoping to one day feel confident enough to show Ashton. After you hung the other clothes on the return rack you sat down on the little stool in front of Ashton's stall. "Can I show you something Y/N?", you heard him asked muffled through the door. "Yeah", you stood up and cracked the door open a little. "Do you like it?", he turned around so that you could see all angles. You admired his body for a second before answering. "I really like the pants, they look good on you and seem to fit really nicely.", you smirked and couldn't help but stare at his butt a little. "But that shirt, Ashton that's the worse shade of brown you could have picked", you laughed and shook your head. "Yeah you're right the colour looks awful in this light", his chuckle made your heart jump for a second and a smile spread across your cheek. "Guess I am just going to take it off for you then", he smirked and turned around to face you slowly pulling the shirt over his head. You slapped his shoulder playfully and shook your head again with a giggle escaping you, "Then I am leaving." You grinned at him before quickly slipping out of the room.

It was hard enough for you to know that he was so much hotter than you but it almost felt like he was shoving it in your face, even though you knew deep down that he would never do that. You walked out of the changing area and bought your two items while waiting for the others to finish up, not wanting them to see your poor yield.

The car ride back to the hotel was silent on your part. The car w has packed full of bags and everyone was in a good mood, well except for you. Ashton had one arm thrown around your shoulder and was talking to Luke while your head was resting on his shoulder. You had fake-yawned a few times and closed your eyes as soon as your head had hit his shoulder, hoping they would just think you were tired. You eventually did drift in and out of sleep and when the car stopped at the hotel you were woken up by Ashton slowly shaking you. You opened your eyes and looked up at him. He pressed his lips to your cheek and grabbed your hand, "C'mon, we can take a nap in the hotel room together."

You climbed out of the car, grabbing your one bag on your way out.

When you entered the hotel room you threw it on top of your open suitcase and let yourself fall down on the bed. Ashton followed close by and layed down next to you. Your shoes hit the ground and you curled up into a ball on the big bed. Ashton's arms snaked around you and he pulled you into his chest. "Y/N? What's wrong?", he nudged your nose with his, "I know that something isn't right, I can tell." His arms around you tightened and you felt your eyes tear up. "I don't want to talk about it", you shut your eyes and tried to turn around in his arms. "But I want to know so that I can help you", he kissed down your temple and along your cheek until he reached your lips. His soft touch made you melt into him and you couldn't help but kiss him back. There was no point in arguing with him, he was incredibly stubborn and knew how to open you up like a book. "It's fucking pathetic Ash", you sighed and rested your head on his arm. "I bet it's not", he smiled at you and pressed his forehead to yours. "I'm just not feeling good about myself", you murmured and closed your eyes. "Is that why you didn't buy anything?", he said and one of his hands moved to play with your hair. "Yes but dammit I am to fat for all those stores, they don't really carry my size.", you were disappointing in yourself when you felt a hot tear run down your even hotter cheek. You didn't want to cry, not because of this and not in front of him. "I'm sorry I didn't realise", his voice was laced with concern when he spoke up before wiping away the tear. "It's not your fault Ashton. It's mine! I am the fat one, I am the one that is to big for everything", your voice was small. You tried to fight back the tears as good as possible but still a few escaped. You felt him stare at you, his burning eyes only making your cheeks flush even more. "Is that why you wouldn't sit on my lap this morning?", his voice had changed but you couldn't define the tone it had taken on. The hand that had previously been in your hair shifted and lifted up your chin, making you look at him. "Y/N?", he raised an eyebrow. You nodded slightly, hoping for that to be the end of it. His expression changed into a disappointed one and you bit your lip out of habit. He shifted and your head fell onto the pillow below him. In seconds he had moved himself over you and hoverd above you. "You know that I don't care about that", his jaw clenched when he finished speaking. "I love you just the way you are, all of you.", his voice had deepened and a quick smirk flashed across his face but it was gone just a moment later. "I don't care if you would be half or double of you! Because I love you for so much more than your body, I love your personality, your laugh and everything else about you.", you felt his lips brush against yours when he spoke. "But I can't deny that I fucking love your body too. You should know that. You're not too heavy and not fat, not to me. And I want you to sit on my lap the next time I offer it to you just so that I can wrap my arms around you and make sure that you can sit comfortably.", he smirked at you and crashed his lips onto yours after he finished his little speech. You felt like your were melting into his touch again and kissed him back. Your hands moved into his hair and you pulled him closer to yourself so that he was practically laying on top of you. "Fuck Ash, I really love you", you smiled at him and your heart felt like it was going to explode just a little bit. "And your body", you smirked at him and pulled one of your hands down to pinch his nipple. One of his hands covered yours and an 'Ouch' escaped him before he couldn't hold his betrayed expression any longer and started to laugh.

[sngforme]

Feel like writing, send in some requests?

[5sosdrfluke]

Loved your plus size HC. Can you right a fic with Luke where Y/N is a little bit chubby and really short? Like she's not plus sized but she has a tummy and she's really insecure about that cause people always told her that then she's wondering why he's w/ her but Lu doesn't care that she doesn't have a model body and it's just really fluffy.

Yes! I absolutely can! I definitely relate to the very short with a tummy so I feeeeel!

"Luke, just because you're my boyfriend doesn't mean that I won't bite you," you muttered and crossed your arms.

Luke's arm was rested on the top of your head and he had the biggest shit eating grin on his face. "Oh c'mon, Y/N. You're the only one I can do this to."

"We are in public, ya noob," you blushed slightly. Currently, you were both in line at a coffee shop waiting to order.

Luke chuckled and slid his arm around your shoulders instead. "Alright. I'll behave."

You shook your head but couldn't stop the smile that started to appear on your face. He always teased you about your height and used it to his advantage. Usually as an armrest. All jokes aside, Luke adored the way you fit perfectly against his chest and used any opportunity he could to hug you against him.

Once you placed your order, Luke led you to a small table and instructed you to sit while he waited for the drinks. You took a seat as you were told and took a moment to glance around the coffee shop. So many interesting people lived in LA and it was always entertaining to see the different outfits and hair colors.

A group of tall, leggy girls strolled into the shop looking like they stepped out of a Vogue cover. The three of them were slim and wearing skintight clothing that accentuated their bodies. They looked so confident and gorgeous.

You frowned a bit and looked down at your own stomach. It was definitely chubby. Not thin like those girls. You poked at your tummy and peered back at the girls with the "perfect" bodies.

"Here you go, love," Luke interrupted your thoughts and set your drink in front of you before settling down in the chair across from you.

You looked up at him and cleared your throat. "Thanks."

His eyes scanned your face and his eyebrow raised in confusion. "Are you alright, babe?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," you mumbled and played with the paper cup in front of you.

Luke gently moved the cup out of your hands and slid it to his side of the table. You started to protest when he held up a hand to stop you.

"You can have your coffee back when you tell me what's really wrong," he explained.

Letting out a soft sigh, you sat up a bit straighter in the chair. "I'm just really wondering why you're with me."

"I did drive us both here, so that's part of why I'm with you," he teased.

"You know what I mean, Lu."

He drummed his fingers against the side of his coffee cup and collected his thoughts. A few curls fell around his eyes and he ran a hand through them to tame them.

"I'm with you, Y/N, because you're kind, loving, sweet, funny, charming, beautiful, and smart," he stated matter of fact.

"But you live in LA. There are so many models and girls more suited to your type."

He scoffed quietly. "My type? Baby, you're my type. You're a model to me. My sweet girlfriend."

"I don't have a flat tummy," you said softly.

He looked at your eyes and his expression softened. "Is that what this is about?"

You nodded.

Luke gathered both coffee cups and handed you yours while he offered his hand. You took the coffee and his hand and stood from the chair.

"Where are we going?" You asked, slightly worried.

"Somewhere safe."

It turned out that somewhere safe was at his place in front of a big mirror. He stood you in front of it and rested his hands on your hips.

"Luke, what are we doing?" You protested.

"Shh. I'm getting there," he murmured and moved you closer to his body so your back was flush with his torso and chest.

You couldn't even look at the mirror and wished he would just let you go.

"Okay. Look in the mirror, sweetheart," he spoke softly.

You hesitated for a moment and sucked in a deep breath before you finally confronted your reflection.

"What do you see?"

You looked yourself up and down. You saw flaws, a chubby stomach, and a gorgeous man behind you. "Luke."

"I see a beautiful, strong, healthy woman," he started, "that means so much to me. I see a woman that never fails to make me smile. I see beautiful legs that carry you wherever you go. I see warm arms that wrap so nicely around me. I see an adorable tummy that keeps you alive with good food and water. I see lips that kiss me back and eyes that look into mine."

His words sunk into your mind and emotions started to bubble up in your chest.

"I see my wonderful girlfriend that I love so much. No matter what. I fell for all of you." His hands skimmed over your hips and up to your stomach where they rested so gently. He gave you a soft squeeze and held you close.

"You love my stomach too?"

He smiled softly and pressed a kiss to your shoulder. "I love your stomach, baby. It's soft, huggable, and a part of you."

You glanced back into the mirror and saw the way his hands were rested on your stomach. Touching you with love and affection.

"You are so beautiful, Y/N," he whispered into your ear, making you shiver.

You dashed away a few stray tears that had rolled down your cheeks and allowed yourself to believe it.

Luke gently spun you in his arms so that you were now facing him and he hugged you tight against his tall frame. The feeling of his arms and chest made you feel safe and wanted. Your body began to relax into his and his hands rubbed your back.

"That's my girl," Luke murmured and placed his head atop yours.

"Thank you, Lu. I love you so much."

He grinned and kissed the top of your head and held you tight. "I love you too, sweetheart. Let's go find Petunia and have us a little cuddle sesh yeah?"

You nodded and followed him to his bed and laughed when he laid you down on the soft blankets.

"Piggy!" Luke called out and kicked off his shoes. He climbed on the bed beside you and flung his arm around you.

A few moments later, the sound of clacking nails raced across the hardwood floors and a small body launched itself onto the bed.

"Hi, Petunia," you cooed.

She responded with a snort and a lick to your cheek.

Luke beamed and reached to scratch her ears. "Now I have my favorite girls together."

You snuggled against both of them and warmth spread throughout your body. It felt like home.

"You will always be beautiful in my eyes, Y/N. I will always be here to remind you."

(I may have gone slightly overboard with the length, but I felt like it. That's all I have to say about that. I hope you like it anon!! -Kenzie xx)

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[hemmingslftv]

a different sleepover

Word count: 5.2k

Warning: mention of insecurities, explicit smut, mention of cheating (18+)

Requested: no but requests are open! And I’d love if you requested about this “couple” like for expample their first date, telling the band, more sexual experiences… or whatever you want!

A/N: I just watched Michael’s twitch stream and this happenned so I have no other explanation. This is the longest fic I’ve ever written, it literally took me almost a whole day to finish but it was worth it. I really like how this turned out and feedback is appreciated as always!!

Masterlist

Michael entered the living room after his twitch stream that you had obviously been watching from start to finish on the couch.

- Hey, what do you think about the stream? I’m thinking maybe it was a bit boring or maybe I talked too much I don’t know - he said, letting his lack of confidence show.

- No! Don’t say that! It was fun. I really enjoyed it, plus you looked so hot explaining the production of 2011 - you said as he sat next to you and covered your mouth with your hands right after looking the opposite way as to where he was - please tell me I didn’t just say that out loud - you begged.

- You kinda did - he laughed softly - but I definitely don’t mind, thank you - you turned to face him. His cheeks were red, a bright shade of red, and yours turned a light pink as you made eye contact. You couldn’t remember the last time you had been so nervous.

- No really, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable - you said trying to get up from your seat, but he stopped you grabbing your arms making your whole body shiver.

- Well, sometimes it’s good to get out of the comfort zone. I think it’s you who always tells me that - you sat back down with your body now faced towards him. His hands let go of your arms and caressed the sides of your waist gently as they made their way down to your thighs.

It’s not that you hadn’t been this close before. After 10 years of friendship, you had shared a bed multiple times, had cuddled each other for comfort whenever you were feeling low, and had seen each other naked a lot of times now. But somehow this felt different.

Your heart started to race as you got closer to him. You weren’t sure if it was his body or yours that was moving but you knew the distance was getting shorter by the second. You admired his face, still a bit red, his beard that you had convinced him years ago looked good on him, and sure it did, his beautiful green perfect eyes and his cute little nose. You swallowed not being able to process what was going on, you felt frozen. Michael placed one of his hands on your cheek and you melted at his touch. He grabbed your face pushing softly towards him and you closed your eyes. Nothing you had ever felt compared to the intensity of that kiss. You literally felt flooded by happiness, love, and excitement. It was a soft but somehow also passionate kiss. It came to an end when your brain finally realized what was happening and you pulled back with a quick movement.

- Oh my god I’m so sorry Michael.

- No, no. I’m the one who’s sorry, it was me - you both sat staring at each other for a couple of minutes with your heads full of thoughts but not knowing what to say next - I’m really sorry, the last thing I want is to lose you over this but I totally understand it if you don’t wanna spend the night here.

- Oh, if you don’t want me to stay I’ll go.

- No, you can stay, I want you to stay.

- Fine then, let’s pretend nothing happened and go on with the evening, I think it’s what’s best.

- But - he tried to say.

- No Michael, there’s no but. You are getting married in a few months, this was just a mistake, I probably confused you with the compliment, it is totally my fault and I can’t let this get in the way of your happiness, not after all these years keeping my feelings to myself.

- What do you mean?

- No, nothing, Michael it doesn’t matter. Your fiancé will never know about this, okay? I’m sorry. Can we just watch that movie, please?

- Yeah, let’s watch it - he said confused.

You could tell he wasn’t paying attention to the movie and he was thinking, probably about what had just happened, but you were hoping he wouldn’t bring it up after. And he didn’t so the day just continued as your normal sleepovers. You played some video games, ordered pizza, laughed a lot and talked for hours. At some point during the conversation he had fallen asleep, and you couldn’t help but watch him for a little bit before you woke him up. He looked so beautiful, happy, and peaceful, you knew you couldn’t ruin that with your feelings, not now that he was finally getting out of a really sad time. So that kiss was the only one you were gonna get but it was more than you had ever imagined and so you were satisfied.

After a few minutes, you woke him up and you both said goodnight to each other and went to sleep. Your brain was still processing everything and it was the only thing you could think about. Somehow you started to rub your clit softly over your panties thinking about the kiss, that perfect kiss. You could still feel his lips over yours, kissing you with so much love but passion at the same time. How he had bitten your lower lip just enough to get you started right before you had pulled out of the kiss. But in your head, the kiss didn’t stop there. You kept kissing him until his mouth started to kiss down your jaw, your chest, and your belly. In your head, he looked up at you with his eyes full of lust and asked you if you wanted to continue. You nodded and he started to tease your entrance with his tongue, you grabbed his hair making him groan and you pulled him closer. He moved his mouth to your clit and slowly introduced two of his finger on your vagina. He started to move them at a steady pace, not too quickly, and sooner than later you were almost reaching your orgasm. You couldn’t help but whisper (or so you thought) his name as you came down from your high. A sudden knock on your door made you open your eyes.

- Can I come in? - Michael asked from the other side of the door.

- Uhm, yeah, sure - you said pulling your sheets up to cover your legs since you had taken off your pants and underwear.

- Did you want something?

- What? - you asked confused.

- You were screaming my name, I thought you needed something or maybe you were having a nightmare.

- Oh, I was? Oh my god, no, I’m fine - you blushed and looked at Michael, who was still confused as to why you were calling him. He turned on the lights and you tried to tell him “no” but it was too late and he had already seen your clothes on the floor. He turned them off quickly.

- I’m sorry - he said covering his eyes as if that was gonna solve anything - Were you? Were you masturbating?

- This is so embarrassing Michael, I thought you were sleeping, and also I didn’t think I was speaking so loud. This day is gonna be the death of me, ugh - you said sitting up on the bed - Michael turned the lights on again and sat on the side of the bed.

- You don’t have to be embarrassed, it’s something natural. It’s just that I never imagined that you would think about me that way.

- I know, and I shouldn’t, you have a girlfriend. I’m really sorry - you could start to feel tears building up in your eyes, this felt so humiliating. Not only had you kissed him after all this time only to know that it would be the last time but he had also caught you moaning his name, you knew there was no way your relationship was gonna be the same after this - I don’t wanna lose you, I’m an idiot.

- What? No! You’re the least idiotic person I know! - Michael said making you giggle even though one tear was sliding down your cheek at the same time - Hey, don’t you dare cry. We can talk about this.

- There’s nothing to talk about, Michael. You are going to get married to a wonderful woman soon and I couldn’t be happier for you, it’s the least you deserve.

- But what about you?

- What?

- I feel like there’s something you’re not telling me and I thought we told each other everything baby - you shivered at the pet name even though he had used it on you a thousand times before, but none of those times had been on a situation where you felt so vulnerable.

- Oh, c’mon, Michael. It doesn’t matter and also I’m sure it’s nothing new for you ‘cause there’s no way you haven’t figured it out yet. Even the boys know!

- Know what? - he said genuinely confused.

- That I’m in love with you - you almost whispered that last sentence, not knowing if you wanted him to hear it or not and looked down at your legs as you continued to speak - that I’ve loved you since I met you, but I had my chance to tell you and I didn’t and now you’ve been in a relationship that makes you really happy for more than five years and I’m not going to be the best friend who is jealous and stupid and breaks an almost marriage because she wasn’t brave enough to tell you before.

- I had no idea…

- C’mon! There’s no way. But it is okay, I always knew I didn’t stand a chance. Your fiancee is a supermodel while I’m a plus size girl, she’s rich and I work two jobs, she’s sexy and confident and

- Stop! Please, stop speaking to yourself that way! You are so beautiful, so kind to everyone but yourself and you get me as nobody else does.

- It just isn’t enough, right? - you asked finally building up the courage to look at him.

- I love you too - he confessed staring at your eyes - I’ve loved you since way before I met her and I just never thought you would feel that way about me. I always thought you saw me as your best friend, as your brother and I couldn’t risk losing you because I don’t know what I’d do without you. So I never said anything and I started to date and then I met my fiancee and she’s amazing, you’re right, but she’s not you. And I think I haven’t treated her like she deserves and that’s probably why she cheated on me - your heart broke a little listening to that last sentence.

- What? You hadn’t told me! I’m so sorry Michael, you don’t deserve that.

- She asked me not to tell anyone and I thought it was fair because I really haven’t been giving her the attention she deserves. And we were trying to make it work but I don’t think it’s gonna work, because I love her but not nearly as much as I love you.

- So what are you saying?

- I’m gonna end it with her once and for all, it’s not fair for any of us to do this to each other. I know for a fact she’s still seeing other people and I don’t blame her, I really don’t, I deserve it, I’ve been the worst boyfriend to her. And if it’s what you want, I’d love to try this with you.

- What? Try what?

- I want you to be my girlfriend because it’s always been you, you’re the one.

- I don’t know what to say, Michael. Are you sure you’re not confused? Look at me, I’m not like any of your ex-girlfriends. I’m fat and I’m poor and how could I ever date someone with your talent and as incredible as you? - you started to cry not being able to deal with the vulnerability you were feeling anymore.

- Please don’t. If I had known you saw yourself that way before you know I would have told you you’re wrong, right? Because you are so wrong. Yes, you are fat, that’s true, but being fat does not mean you’re not pretty, you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen and I couldn’t tell you how many times I’ve imagined being between your thighs or grabbing your beautiful hips while you ride me, so you’re also the sexiest woman I know. And about that poor part, you have known me long enough to know I couldn’t care less about that. You are you, and that’s all I’ve ever wanted, to have you - sometime during his speech you had stopped crying, and at the end, you even smiled.

- Do you really think all of that, Michael?

- Of course, I do, I would never lie to you.

- Thank you, you’re the first man to appreciate me like that and you’re the only one I want to.

Michael stood up, climbed onto the bed with each of his knees at one of your sides, and leaned in leaving a little space between your mouths waiting for you to be ready to close it.

- Wait, what about your fiancee? I don’t want to do this behind her back.

- It’s okay, trust me. She’s okay with it, we were just lying to ourselves trying to save a relationship that was broken a long time ago.

- I’m sorry.

- Don’t be. Do you feel comfortable with this then?

Instead of answering his question verbally you wrapped your arms around him and hugged him for a second before moving your hands to cup his face and kiss him. It was even better than the first one and you could already feel you were getting wet, you had been waiting so long for this you couldn’t believe it was real. Just as it had happened in your head, Michael started to kiss your cheeks, down to your jaw and your neck and you moaned as he hit a particular spot close to your ear but you tried not to be loud.

- Don’t hold back, I wanna listen to you - Michael murmured while he kept kissing your neck.

You slipped your hands under his shirt tracing your fingers on his abdomen. Suddenly he groaned and you jumped a little making him laugh.

- Sorry, I just had never heard anything like that coming from you - you explained.

- It’s okay, I was really enjoying your touch.

He pulled back slightly to remove his t-shirt and you admired his naked torso in front of you wanting to take it all in. You placed a soft kiss over his belly button that made him shiver and look down at you smiling.

- I love you - he whispered and you thought you could really get used to him saying that sentence.

You leaned back and Michael held your hips helping you lie down on the bed. You kissed more eagerly than you had before and you could tell both your breaths were accelerating. Michael cupped your breasts with both of his hands over the fabric and you whimpered asking for more as he played with your hard nipples.

- Michael - you moaned.

- Yeah, baby?

- I need to say something - you held his hands as a sign for him to stop and moved your head so your hair fell off your face.

- Oh, you want to stop? It’s okay if you don’t feel like doing this now. Sex is not what I’m looking for, if you want to just sleep we can do that - he said rapidly, afraid that he may have pushed you to do something you weren’t comfortable with.

- No, I… I want you to fuck me - you said looking at his eyes with newfound confidence you didn’t know was there and you saw Michael’s eyes getting darker as he heard those words - but I just wanted you to know that I’ve never done this before.

- You’ve never done what?

- Oh, I’ve never had sex. I just gave a blowjob to Calum once, but that’s it.

- To Calum? I’m gonna kill that boy.

- What? Are you jealous or something? It’s okay we were both really drunk and it was fun - you giggled.

- Okay then, if this is too fast for you we can slow down - Michael suggested playing with a strand of your hair.

- No, I really want to, I’m ready and I need you - you said eagerly making Michael’s eyes turn dark again.

- Okay princess, but if at any time you don’t feel comfortable I want you to tell me to stop, okay? - you nodded while bitting your lower lip in anticipation - I’m gonna need verbal confirmation, I need to know that you understand.

- I understand - you said nodding and as soon as you did Michael was back to playing with your tits as he kissed your neckline.

- Can I remove your shirt? - Michael was still over the sheets while you were under and the shirt was the only piece of clothing you were wearing so you hesitated for a few seconds until you focussed on how loving Michael’s look was and you just knew he wasn’t going to judge your body at this point

- Okay.

He helped you sit up a little bit as he removed your shirt as quickly as he could.

- Oh my god you’re so beautiful - he said admiring your body and you couldn’t help but feel insecure knowing that he was looking at every detail of your naked body, so instinctively you grabbed your sheets and covered yourself up to the neck. You could tell Michael’s look had turned to sad as you made that move.

- I’m sorry - you said.

- No, I’m sorry. I’m sorry that you feel that way because of everything you’ve been told in the past. You really are beautiful and sexy, you have to trust me. And I know it takes time to love yourself but let me help you, let me love you and your body so you can see it’s possible.

- You really are the best, you know that right? - you asked smiling as you slowly removed the sheets from your whole body exposing yourself to him.

You put your hands on his shoulders and signaled him to lay down on the bed. He did as he was told and now it was you softly kissing his torso, licking his nipples making him moan your name, and going down his V line. You were more nervous than you would like to admit, afraid that you weren’t going to give him the pleasure he was expecting but you didn’t let that fear stop you. You grabbed his pants and boxers all at once and pulled them down helping him remove them. A quiet “wow” escaped your lips as you saw his cock already dripping a little bit of precum.

- Calum’s is smaller or what? - he joked knowing you needed to relax a little bit. You hit his leg while you laughed but you hadn’t realized how close to his member you were hitting and it made Michael moan quite loudly - I didn’t know you were into BDSM.

- I’m not! - you giggled - at least I don’t think I am - you wondered.

Michael’s jokes had helped you relax a little and you felt ready to try this now. You placed your knees in between Michael’s legs and carefully grabbed his cock and started to stroke it slowly. You watched Michael as he lifted his head back and closed his eyes. You took advantage that he wasn’t looking and decided it was time to play with your mouth. You licked at his tip making him quiver under you. You slowly took in as much as you could and kept your position until you gagged making Michael worry.

- Are you okay? - he said as you pulled his cock out of your mouth.

- Yeah, why? You didn’t like that? I thought that was supposed to happen.

- Yes, no, it is, I mean I loved it but if it’s all too much for the first time you really don’t have to do that.

- Oh, I actually really enjoy it - you said and you could tell Michael had been turned on by that.

So without any more talking you put him on your mouth again as you stroke the part of him that didn’t fit.

- Can I grab your hair? - Michael asked carefully, almost like he didn’t want to scare you.

- Yes, please - you moaned. You kept working on him while he guided you for a few minutes.

- Please stop, I’m gonna come - that sentence made your walls clench as you took him out of your mouth. You closed your legs looking for some friction.

- That’s the point, right?

- Yes, but I really wanna be inside of you and I don’t know if I’m gonna be able to if I come now.

He grabbed you by your waist and placed you under him. Without any warning you felt his fingers tracing your outer lips slowly, then your inner lips and finally you felt his thumb circling around your clit. You kept moaning softly the whole time and you had your eyes closed from how pleasant it felt.

- I need to ask you something - you nodded - words baby - he reminded you. You opened your eyes to see his, more filled with lust than ever making you even wetter than you already were.

- Okay - you managed to speak even though it was difficult with all the pleasure that was taking over you. Michael realized how hard it was and he stopped his movements making you whimper and pout. He giggled.

- It’s just a second - he explained - you’ve masturbated before, right?

- Yeah, why?

- Have you ever played with toys? Like I need to know if you’ve put anything inside you before - he said blushing.

- Oh, now you’re being shy? - you teased.

- It’s just that it’s something really personal and I don’t want you to think that I’m judging you ‘cause I would never.

- Don’t worry, I know. No, I have never put anything more than a finger inside of me, it sounds stupid but I wanted to wait until I felt ready to be intimate with someone.

- I don’t think it’s stupid, I think it’s cute - he said smiling and leaning in to kiss you - okay so how do you want me to do this? slow or fast?

- I don’t know… have you ever… you know, taken someone’s virginity? that’s not the term I like but you understand what I mean.

- I have, several times, at the beginning of our career, you know how irresponsible I was with sex back then.

- And how did you do it?

- Most of them preferred slow but it depends.

- Okay, let’s go with slow then.

- Okay - he agreed, kissing you one last time before moving his head to your entrance.

He kissed your inner thighs passionately making your whole body shake as he came closer to your pussy. You let out a long moan when his tongue licked your clit for the first time and instinctively reached for his hair to pull him closer. You pulled his hair without realizing it and he groaned loudly making your pussy vibrate. After fucking you with his tongue he moved it back to your clit while his fingers teased your entrance. When he felt you were lubricated enough, he pulled away and grabbed one of your legs pulling you closer to him. He played with your clit with his left thumb while he put his right inner finger inside of you slowly.

- More - you demanded and he nodded taking the finger out and putting two in this time. You felt more full but it still wasn’t enough - more - you said again staring at him and he introduced a third finger with a bit more difficulty.

Once it was in and he noticed you moving your hips looking for friction, he started to move them. After a few times, your back was arching off the pleasure and you could start to feel a knot forming down your stomach.

- Pull out, please? - you asked and Michael immediately obeyed.

- Everything okay? - he asked worriedly.

- Yeah, yeah, I just want to come with you inside of me. And I need it to be soon Michael - you almost moaned that last part and Michael rolled his eyes.

He grabbed his cock and stroke himself a few times just to make sure he was ready. Then he tried to pull you as close as he could placing one of your legs over his shoulder. He leaned onto the nightstand reaching for a condom.

- Mikey.

- Yes?

- I’m gonna suggest something but it’s okay if you say no. I’m on the pill and I trust you if you tell me that you don’t have an STD. I want to feel you 100% and I’d love to not use a condom if that’s okay with you.

- Oh, no, I haven’t had sex in a long time now, I don’t have any STDs but are you sure about this? I’m not like some other guys I really don’t mind using one.

- I’m sure - you said confidently.

- Perfect then - he stroked himself a couple of times more and he placed himself at your entrance - are you ready, love?

- I am so ready.

He teased at your entrance moving his cock up and down your lips collecting your juices to make sure you were as lubricated as possible. When it felt like it was time, he started to introduce just the first millimeters of his tip and then pulled back out. He kept doing this just introducing a few more mm each time. At first, it felt really nice but it got to a point where it only hurt, and it hurt a lot. You were trying to hide it but Michael realized as you started to clench around him more than usual and also dug your nails on his left arm.

- Is it hurting too much? It shouldn’t be so painful.

- It hurts but I can handle it.

- Are you sure? I can stop.

- No, no, don’t stop. Just do it fast, just like at once.

And without making you wait anymore Michael thrust into you with a fast and hard movement. You couldn’t help but scream at the pain and a few tears rolled down your cheeks. Michael stayed inside of you to help you adjust to the new feeling and leaned in to kiss your tears. He rubbed your clit softly so that you would feel at least a bit of pleasure and it helped you relax. Once you were ready you told him to move. He pulled out almost entirely and pulled back in a few times slowly and when he heard you were starting to moan quietly he picked up the pace.

- God, Michael!

- I know baby, you’re so tight, you feel so good - he mumbled trying not to focus on his orgasm that was getting closer and closer.

- You feel really good too, do you think you can do it faster?

He started to thrust into you as fast as he could and you noticed his thrust were starting to get sloppier so you figured he was close.

- It’s okay if you come first - you leaned to whisper on his ear making him shiver.

- No, I want you to come, I can last more it’s just that you’re so tight, oh god - he said finding it difficult to speak.

You started to moan louder because you had noticed your moans turned him on and pulled the hair on the back of his head. He moaned your name loudly making you clench around him.

- Don’t do all of this or I’m not gonna be able to hold it in.

You stared at him, bit your lower lip, and pulled his hair again.

- Please come for me, Michael - you begged, trying to move your hips to complement his sloppy movements - don’t fight it and come inside me Mikey - he looked at you trying to see if you meant it - please, please, I want to feel your cum, come inside me - you moaned.

And with your words, he came undone and you felt the splashes of his cum inside of you. He tried to pull away as fast as he could but you wrapped your hands around him trying to keep him inside of you. He collapsed onto your chest breathing loudly and you smiled proudly that you had done that to him.

- I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone as hot as you - you told him while you combed his hair with your fingers.

- You are hotter than me - he replied getting on his knees again and putting four of his fingers inside of you without a warning.

Your whole body arched and your walls clenched around him at the sudden fullness. He fingered you quickly for a few seconds and when he licked your clit you came all over his fingers.

- I love to see my cum dripping out of you - he moaned.

Once he had helped you ride your orgasm he laid down next to you and removed a strand of hair out of your face.

- Are you okay?

- Yes, I’m just exhausted and it aches but I’ll be fine - you said smiling at him and he smiled at you back making you feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

- I’m gonna go get a towel to clean you up.

He did and he made you open your legs and tried to clean as many juices, cum, and blood as possible so you could go to sleep without having to take a shower first.

- Thank you, I really don’t have the energy to get up right now.

- I know babe - he said knowing that you were feeling sleepy - just for your information I can last more than like 5 seconds it’s just that there was a lot of anticipation building up and you are so tight and it felt so good.

- Michael, it’s okay, I get it. It was amazing. Can you sleep with me today? - you asked almost already in your sleep.

- Sure I can, I’ll be right here when you wake up love - he said laying next to you and cuddling you from your back - I really hope you don’t regret this in the morning - he whispered when he knew you were already asleep.

Reminder that I’d love if you requested about this new “couple” like for expample their first date, telling the band, more sexual experiences… or whatever you want! I’m probably gonna write about the next morning anyway but please request about this I’m pretty excited :) (also I’m probably gonna make more mentions of the reader being plus size in other writings so if you have an specific request about that let me know too!)

[calummichaelfics]

Can someone write a fic/smut about Calum coming out the shower with just a towel around his waist while his long curly hair is soaked and all smoothed back and it’s turning you on and he knows it so Cal starts to tease you kinda subtly and then you guys end up having sex then maybe a part 2 in the shower

Please whoever makes this tag me😩

[hollandsmushroom]

Hey, could you do a plus size smut with Calum Hood, where the female reader loses her virginity, but Calum is definitely not a virgin. And she's worried/insecure that she's not good enough, but that's not true and he makes her feel special/really good!!

Ok, cal would be so tender and kind with this. Sorry it took me a fucking year to write this

You were no stranger to spending the night at Cal’s house after the two of you had gone out tight the boys, but this time was different, this time the both of you were dead sober but still couldn’t keep your hands off each other. The air in the cab home seemed thick with anticipation and love, his hands running up and down the entirety of your body. As soon as you stepped through the threshold of the house, Cal gently pushed you back against the door, fingers slipping up and underneath the hem of your dress as he kissed and sucked gently at the sensitive spot just below your ear. The two of you had never head sex before, sure you had been intimate but nothing to the level it felt that you were going. You pushed him away from you, fingernails gently pressing into he tan flesh beneath his shirt. He broke away from kissing your neck, looking you in the eye but you quickly averted your gaze, ducking under his arm that he had placed on the wall to support himself and walking quickly to the kitchen. He followed behind you in silence, watching your every move to see if he could tell what had changed.

You reached up in the cupboard and grabbed a cup, pouring water into it and drinking it down quickly. You turned around, leaning back against the counter as you looked at him, he looked confused and anxious. The silence hung heavy, nearly ringing in your ears as you watched him open his mouth to say something but change his mind and close it quickly, he cast his eyes to the floor and scratched at the back of his neck.

“What if I’m not good?” His eyes immediately snapped to your figure, you looked small and shaken.

“Good at what?” He furrowed his brow when he spoke, stepping towards you, resting his hands on your hips

“Sex” you mumbled, burying your face in his chest. His chuckle vibrated through your cheek making you pull back and look at him again.

“You’re worried about having sex? I thought it was something a lot more serious!”

“Cal, this is serious” you made a move to walk away but he caught your wrist gently in his hand, spinning you back into his chest. He stared deep into your eyes, brushing some hair from out of your face.

“If it’s you, I don’t think the sex could be bad, I don’t care if you’ve never had sex before, it just means we will have to do a lot to get even better,” he smirked, leaning down and brushing his lips against yours. You reciprocated, pressing your lips against his to deepen the kiss, his hands moving down to your ass, squeezing to signal for you to jump so you did. You jumped up, wrapping your legs around his waist, he walk you to the counter, setting you down gently, never breaking the kiss.

You pulled back from the kiss, your chest heaving from the depth of the kiss. Your fingers traced over his shirt, catching on the buttons, slowly unbuttoning them until his shirt fell open, your bent down, kissing over his tattoos, running your tongue over his nipples and gently biting at them before leaning back. He grabbed your hand, pulling you off the counte and walking you to the bedroom. He stood you at the end of the bed, his lips returning to your neck as he stood behind you. Hands tracing your hips up the your shoulder, running gently over your shoulder until he found the zipper to your dress, dragging it down and fulling the dress from your shoulders.

You turned around in his arms, looking into his deep brown lust filled eyes, he but his lip as your boobs pressed against his rib cage, exentuating your cleavage. His hands yet again found their way around your back, unclipping your bra skillfully and letting your breasts free. He pushed you dow onto the bed, kissing you gently on the lips before working his way down your jaw, between your breast’s before stopping, his soft lips clamping around your nipple and sucking, playing with the other one between his fingers. Your breath caught, your head throwing back as you arched your back into his face, he switched nipples and your reaction was the same. He pulled back once he was done with the second one, moving down to between your legs and looking up at you from his place.

“I love you, Y/n, so much and I just want to worship you, is that okay?” He asked, his finger dragging its way through your clothed lips, a gasp caught in your throat.

“Yes, Cal, please” you cried as he pressed harder on your clit.

“Good” his response was quick but his actions were slow and adoring. He tugged down your panties, kissing his way back up your leg before reaching your dripping core. His fingers spread the lips slowly as he followed with his tongue, settling on your clit, tracing the bundle of nerves with skill. His actions sent a jolt through your body, his fingers played at your entrance, looking up at you without pulling away, his eyes asked from approval and all you could muster was a quick nod of the head. His fingers slid into you, curling up into the spot just behind your pubic bone, your hips bucked against his face but his tongue stayed with you, flicking the bundle before leaning in farther and starting to suck.

You felt yourself loosening and relaxing, a ball of fire growing rapidly in your lower abdomen and you knew it was only moments before it overflowed.

“Cal, I’m, im cumming,” you cried, hand reaching down and tugging on his hair as he worked you through the orgasm. When you finished he pulled away, you laid there with eyes closed as you heard rustling, opening them slightly to find a nude Cal before you, rolling a condom onto his painfully hard dick. He then positioned himself above you making you fully open your eyes, connecting your gaze with his.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked, searching for any sense of hesitance.

“I’m sure, Cal” you affirmed p, reaching your had up and brushing your thumb over his cheek.

“Okay” with that, he slowly eased himself into you, stretching your walls and causing a tear to fall down your cheek, he paused when he saw this but the pain was already morphing to pleasure.

“No, don’t stop, feels good now” you were barely able to form words, the feeling of him inside making both of you feel closer the ever. He nodded, slowly starting to move his hips, thrusting in and out of you at a casual and careful pace. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling jhim in to you, jutting your heel into his ass to encourage him to go faster, and he complied.

You knew you resent going to orgasm, your body not quite used to the feeling, but god did it feel good. Your chest arched into his as he sped up yet again.

“God, Cal, you feel so good!” You cried

“Y/n!” Was all he could muster as his abs started to clench, knowing he was nearing his peak, “Y/n, I’m gonna cum!” He moaned into your neck as he reached his high, a string of expletives leaving his lips as he slowly came to a stop, pulling out of you and discarding the condom.

“That was amazing, Cal, best sex I’ve ever had,.

“It’s the in,y sex you’ve ever had, but I have to agree, it was amazing,”

“Yeah, best sex I’ve ever had because it’s the only sex I’ve ever had, but I guess by that logic it’s also the worst sex I’ve ever had,” his head snapped up, eyes shooting daggers playfully. “I’m kidding,” you giggled, leaning into kiss him as you lay in bed together.