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These hearts, they race from self-control // Calum Hood

Hello hello! I know I promised this last week, and I do sincerely apologize, but it was an emotional day leaving my best friend, and then not feeling good forever. Seriously, I went to Cali, got cute merch, watched Luke eat a banana on stage, met my best friend, fell more in love with these guys, and got covid.

anyway, @kindahoping4forever is always the best of the best, created the graphic with a barely a sentence of direction.

warnings: oral on male and female, dirty talk, light anal, no contraceptive in an established relationship, public teasing, cum play

words: 6680

reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated.

You take a deep breath, finally having a chance to relax. You set your suitcase next to your boyfriend's and drop your backpack on the hotel room chair, running your fingers through your hair as you look around the hotel suite. The tour manager had told you to take your time settling in and if you wanted to go to the video shoot, you were welcome to, they might even try and wrap Calum early for you.

You wanted to go see him, you love to watch him work, he always looks so happy. As you pass by the king bed to head for the shower, you see a note on the bed.

Lover,

Glad you came to see me, missed you so much.

Come see me at the shoot if you’re not too tired.

Love Cal

Ps. Can’t wait to rock your world

You chuckle at the Cal-ness of it all. You walk into the bathroom, noticing Cal’s mess on the counter and you aren’t surprised. You turn the shower on as hot as you can stand and undress, ready to get the airplane smell off of you.

You let the hot water relax you and realize that in the 3 years you’ve been with Cal, this is the longest the two of you have gone without seeing each other. You don’t like it.

You half expect him to show up and jump in the shower with you and you bite your lip thinking about where that would lead… you were already super excited to see him but the promise of getting your world rocked is such a thought.

You quickly get ready, pushing your suitcase over on the floor so that you can easily get into it. You dig through your bag, pulling out the lacy undies and matching bra, pairing the set with the yellow sundress with the little pink and white flowers that’s almost too short but he loves so much, barely keeping his hands off you every time you wear it.

You don't rush getting ready, enjoying the process of putting your lotion on and feeling it absorb into your skin; you take a moment to appreciate your body, it looks pristine and untouched and you can’t wait to change that. You quickly dry your hair, put on a little make up and grab your socks and high tops. You top the dress with a flannel and text the tour manager. She lets you know where to find the driver who was waiting for you and you head off.

You’re full of nervous energy in the car. You can barely hold still and you swear your body seems to sense Cal getting closer.

You don’t expect to have immediate access to Cal since he’s busy working, so you just text Sierra and she meets you at the door. You hug and catch up as she walks you to the dressing room where the guys are.

All four are in various states of undress and Cal is standing in his boxer briefs and t-shirt. You barely notice the other guys but Cal is the last to look at you and when he does, you are quickly across the space and in his arms. He squeezes you too tight to his body and keeps mumbling about how much he missed you. He gets you turned around in his arms, a tough feat in itself because of how tight he was holding you, so you could say hi to everyone, with his lips pecking all over your face.

Ash laughs, saying hello and poking fun at Calum, “You haven’t seen her in months and you’re not even going to kiss her?”

“Well if you pervs would stop watching us, maybe I would," he shrugs, turning you back around in his arms. He mutters low, where only you can hear. “Don’t think I don't know what dress this is.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Hood.” You grin.

And then his hands are on the back of your thighs, up under your skirt, pulling you into him for a very heavy open mouth kiss. He squeezes your ass and easily lifts you off your feet and you wrap your legs around his waist, allowing him to easily press you to the nearest wall.

“Hi," he whispers between kisses.

“Hey, missed you,” you grin.

“I wish everyone wasn’t in here right now,” he admits.

You push his curls out of his eyes. “Mmm, me too, I’d like to be doing a lot more in a lot less.”

“They’re trying to get me out early, baby, everyone knew you were gonna be here and it’s been 1000 years since I squeezed your amazing ass.”

“Tell me about it, stud.” You gently bite his earlobe.

“Be good," he quietly warns.

“I happen to think I’m being very good,” You tease, unwrapping your legs from around his waist. He sets you on your feet and hugs you tightly to his body.

“Yeah… too good.” He kisses your forehead.

“Alright, little lady, it’s good to see ya but we gotta get changed, if you don’t mind,” Ash interrupts.

Cal squeezes you tighter, then lets you go. Your cheeks heat up a little, the two of you tend to keep PDA low key, but again it’s the longest you’ve been apart.

“I’ll hug y’all when you're dressed," you wave to the band with a slightly shy look on your face and you hear Cal whisper a “love you” as you walk out of the room.

You find the girls, gathered around the craft services table on set. They all grin and are happy to see you.

“He’s been insufferable," Crystal mentions, immediately hugging you.

“Imagine how Duke feels, listening to me whine every night about missing his dad," you chuckle, hugging Ashton’s girlfriend.

The guys boisterously stream into the room, picking up their instruments, getting ready to get to work. Cal grins at you, giving you a wink.

Cal plays it up toward you when he knows he’s not the focus of the shot, throwing you smoldering glances. You eat it up, watching him flounce around in his skirt and it’s almost like he can see the dirty thoughts developing in your head.

He’s staring you down between takes and when he finally gets a break, he quickly closes the space between the two of you, pulling you in against him by your waist. “What are the chances you can bring this skirt home?” You ask innocently.

“Very high chances," he grins. “I gotta go change for close ups but you gotta get your head out of the gutter. I’m barely controlling myself, love.”

“For the record, I definitely don’t want you controlling yourself.” You bite your lip and tug at his shirt as he pulls away, giving a slightly disapproving look as he disappears.

Now that he’s not all you’re focused on, you realize that the rest of the guys have gone off. Sierra comes over and smiles at you, “Nice to see him so happy and willing to give you some PDA. If we didn’t know better, we'd worry about your sex life," she teases.

“Oh trust me, no issues there," you laugh along. “By the way, do you know what the schedule is today? I’m actually quite tired and might wanna go back and take a nap.” You exaggeratedly yawn, stretching a bit.

Sierra nods knowingly. “Mmm hmm… well, the guys are doing everything they can to get Cal out early. Shouldn't be too many shots left,” she explains. She grins, squeezing your shoulder. “Everyone likes a happy Cal and you make Cal extremely happy. We've all been looking forward to your visit."

You join the rest of the girls in conversation with your back to the door. As the guys pile back into the room, Cal purposefully walks behind you and smacks your ass, grabbing a handful and continuing on like he’d done nothing.

“Hood!” You narrow your eyes at him, quickly letting them go wide as you take in his outfit.

Gone is the just above the knee plaid skirt he had been wearing, now he’s in a black vest, a barely mid-thigh red plaid skirt and his Doc Martens.

He grins at you and watches you bite your lip. “What was I not supposed to grab you?” He teases, “Look at you.”

"You're lucky I like you," you grin.

He glances over his shoulder to see they aren’t quite ready for him yet and takes a couple steps to scoop his arm around your back, pulling you against his body. “I wish I wasn’t working, you could show me just how lucky I am," he whispers in your ear before brushing his lips against yours. “I normally love these things but I can’t wait for this one to be over.”

“Well… the sooner you get your work done, the sooner we can… reconnect.”

Someone calls for him and he pulls you in for a kiss and just as quickly lets you go, disappearing from your view momentarily.

Cal smolders and gives the best disdainful looks during the first set of close ups. They touch up his makeup and get more smiley shots, singing shots, and somewhat serious shots.

You can’t take your eyes off of him and he seems to be playing right to you. Luke tries to talk to you but he gets it pretty quick that you're distracted and he needs to just let go of the thought of catching up with you right now.

Cal seems very pleased with himself as they quickly transition to a new group set up. He comes over and grabs your hand, pulling you to an unpopulated area in the studio, a darkish corner that gives you some privacy.

He has your back toward the wall so he’s blocking you from view. He immediately shows you why by getting his hands under your dress so he can massage your ass.

“Cal…” His name comes out as a warning but he takes it as a challenge and gives your ass a light spank. You stand on your toes wrapping one arm around his neck, pressing your lips to his, as your other hand trails over the pattern on the vest that couldn’t be seen but can definitely be felt and you move further down, gently palming him over his skirt. As your fingertips meet the skin on his thigh, he’s called back.

He groans, lets you go, and quickly reaches down to adjust himself. "Getting me hard on set… so unprofessional, baby," he tsks.

“I wouldn’t exactly call what you’re doing fair, bubba.” You huff as he pulls away and you follow him like a lost puppy back toward the lights of the set. You’re offered a chair right in front of Cal and it seems to be at his request. The camera rolls and he gives his all when he knows the frame is even slightly on him, but when he knows it’s not, he’s focused on flirting with and making eyes at you.

After what feels like endless rounds of the different sections of the song and different angles being shot, the director lets them know that this is the last take before he cuts Cal for the day. As he discusses framing with them, Cal realizes he’s going to be in the far side of the shot, if he's even visible at all, as the shot is just for coverage.

Cal asks for a quick bathroom break before they start and he winks at you before disappearing. You know Cal well enough to know something is up, but you can’t quite pinpoint it.

He returns and the shoot commences. You watch Calum dance around, vibing in the background and then, after he's sure your eyes are on him, he twirls and you get a glimpse of full bare ass cheek peeking out from under the hem of his skirt. Your jaw drops and he immediately notices, giving you a self-satisfied wink. He turns to make sure you get a good view of his half hard cock before the shot ends and he smirks, knowing you’re practically salivating thinking about getting your mouth on him.

"Cut" is called and Cal barely makes sure his bass is safely handed off before he grabs your hand tightly in his, calling out a hurried “Later” to everyone in the room while he quickly drags you back to the dressing room.

Cal slams the door behind the two of you and then he’s on you, pulling you against his body, his hand gently wrapping around your neck. “You know I can practically read your mind?” He whispers against your lips. “See in my head the way your tongue twisted in your mouth.”

“Then why are we still talkin'?” You ask, pulling your fingers up his thighs and under his skirt. You press your lips to his and before he really has a chance to respond, you drop to your knees.

“Baby…” Cal coos, pulling your hair back with one hand, using his other to push the flannel off your shoulders.

You wrap your hand around his cock, giving it a few strokes to get him fully hard. “Mmm missed you big guy,” you hum, slipping your head below the fabric to kiss his tip. You lick the head, swirling your tongue around to spread your spit before pulling off briefly to use your hand to coat his cock. You lean in and take more of him, bobbing your head and stroking what’s not in your mouth.

He grabs the hem of his skirt and tucks it into the waistband. You flick your eyes up and he pulls your hair, pulling you off his cock. “Couldn’t see you… and you look so pretty with your mouth full of my cock.” He guides your mouth back on but you push yourself to take it until his tip hits the back of your throat. He moans out loud, louder than you anticipate. “Baby…” he groans. “Fuck… there’s no way I’m gonna last, love… been too long.”

You pull off his cock with a pop! “S’ok handsome,” you bat your eyes at him. “Probably shouldn’t spend a lot of time in here doing this anyway, plus… can’t wait to taste you.”

Cal cradles your chin in his large hand, locking eyes with you as he pushes the straps of your dress off your shoulders. He lets out a deep groan at the sight, your low cut bra leaving little to the imagination, exposing so much of the skin that he's missed so much. His breath quickens, his mind immediately serving up images of that skin covered in cum, watching it splash and drip along the lacy edges of your bra, the shine and gloss of his release making your tits somehow even more enticing. He pictures himself leaning down to clean you up with his tongue, burying himself between your breasts, lavishing you with the attention you deserve after all these months.

“Baby, baby, baby…” he quietly coos, gliding his fingertips over the tops of your breasts. “Let me coat these?” He asks, sweetly. “…Swear you’ll still get a taste.”

Your eyebrows knit together as a soft whine comes out of your mouth.

“Please, love? You know I’ll make it worth your while.” You can’t resist his soft smile and the way his thumb is tracing over your lips. “So close, love, what do you think?” His fingers slip into your bra, tweaking your nipples and pulling your breasts out of the cups.

You let out a little moan at him playing with you. The air is cool in the room but you’re on fire, on your knees in front of your favorite man, his leaking cock in your hand. “Yeah… stud… please,” you breathe, speeding your hand up. His head lulls back and your eyes go from watching your hand around his cock to the way his Adam’s apple bobs in his throat as he pants and moans for you. You lean forward and swirl your tongue around his tip, tasting the leaking pre cum and adding some slick.

You sit back on your knees a little, knowing the cum will more likely go where Cal wants it that way. You listen to his moans and the way his breath quickens even more and decide to have some fun with it. “Can’t wait to feel you inside me again, stud. Been way too long, been so empty… even using my toys doesn’t fill that need like you do.”

He palms your breasts, tugs at your nipples and his head tilts forward as he looks down at you, tits out, batting your eyes innocently while you expertly work his cock. “Can’t wait to make you full again, love, know you need it,” he murmurs dreamily. “Fuck… I’m right…” and before he can finish his sentence he’s spurting thick ropes of cum across your tits and neck, a tiny little bit getting on your chin.

You stick your tongue out while trying to milk the last drops of cum from his cock and he replaces your hand with his, stepping closer, resting his tip on your waiting tongue as he strokes his cock. You wrap your lips around the tip and suckle, swallowing what’s left.

“So fuckin' perfect for me," he praises, tucking your hair behind your ear and wiping the cum off your chin to feed to you. He drops to his knees, cups both of your tits in his large hands and starts licking at the cum, teasing and sucking your nipples, kissing the soft skin. He kisses up your neck, his hand smoothing over the other side and into your hair. He gently yanks it back and quickly presses a chaste kiss to your lips before pulling away and when you open your mouth in protest, his free hand comes up to hook his thumb in your mouth, holding it open so he can drip his mouthful of cum between your lips.

Cal lets go of your jaw as he watched you roll the cum around on your tongue, tasting him. His hand gently wraps around your throat and his thumb caresses your skin, waiting to feel you swallow. You do and Cal grins before leaning in and pressing his lips to yours. “Thank you, my love, I owe you.”

“Oh, I know you’re good for it,” you smirk.

He focuses on righting your clothes first, tucking your breasts back into your bra and fixing your straps, leaning over to kiss on your shoulders, and neck before pulling the flannel back up. “I’m gonna change real quick and then you and I are outta here," he murmurs, a soft kiss pressing against your lips. The soft and quiet of the moment are in stark contrast with your racing mind. He stands and helps you to your feet, and he quickly changes into his sweatpants and t-shirt, slipping a beanie over his curls. “Do we need to feed you?” He asks, slinging a backpack over one shoulder and wrapping his other arm around your shoulders.

“Nah, I’m good til you're ready for dinner. You feed me a meal now and I’ll be asleep pretty soon after… and I need to be awake to spend time with you.” You smile up at him and kiss his jaw.

“If you need sleep, love, I’m happy to just spoon you for a while.” He assures you, leading you out back to the waiting car.

“It would be my preference to be naked with you for the rest of the day, because I’ve missed you and missed being close to you… the way you feel under my fingers and lips and your weight on my body… just laying in bed and giggling with you:”

Cal pulls you in and kisses the top of your head, “I want that too, gorgeous… need it.” He helps you into the very back of the big SUV meant to take the two of you back to the hotel. Cal throws his bag in the middle row and climbs in next to you. Cal acknowledges the driver, who nods at the two of you in the mirror. Once he confirms the driver knows where you're headed, Cal slips his hand under the hem of your dress and starts drawing mindless shapes high on your thigh.

You turn your head into him and he does the same, so you’re nose to nose. “I’m really happy to be here, Cal," you murmur, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

“I couldn’t be happier to have you here, gorgeous. I wanted to do more for you today, but… the opportunity came up to shoot that video…” he starts to apologize.

“Bubba,” you stop him, nuzzling his nose. “We both sacrificed a lot this time around. We don’t know this kind of distance and separation yet and we’re doing our best."

“I know, baby," he nods. “I still just wanted it to be special when you got here.” He presses a kiss to your lips.

“Getting to be with you at all is special, bubs.” You whisper.

Cal leans in, cupping your cheek in one hand, the other gripping tightly to your thigh. “I love you,” he whispers, pressing his forehead to yours.

“I love you too.”

There's a quiet beat and then you notice his expression lighten and shift. “Can I ask you something?” He asks. You nod and hum out a yes, interested to see what's making him smirk the way he is. "Did sucking my cock get you as wet as it usually does?” The grin that spreads across his face relays the filth playing in his mind.

You don’t say anything, just guide his hand up your thigh so he can feel how wet your panties are. He exhales deeply and presses a kiss to your lips in response. Cal rests his head on your shoulder, dragging his fingertips all over the front of your panties. He leans into you a little more, his lips by your ear. “Take these off?”

You don’t even think about it, just let your body react. You lift your hips and Cal helps pull your underwear down, leaning down to pick them up off the floor, pullint your thigh to spread your legs. He discretely slicks his tongue through your folds a few times and then casually sits up, pocketing your panties while licking his lips obscenely. Once he’s resettled, he grabs your leg at the knee and pulls it over his, his hand racing up your skirt, his fingers immediately beginning to tease you. He plays with your pussy lips, spreading them, rubbing on them, fingertips tickling your clit, rubbing around your entrance.

You scoot in closer and rest your head on his shoulder, burying your face against his neck. You do everything in your power to make it seem like nothing is happening and it works until Cal leans over and starts whispering in your ear. “Missed how wet and warm you always are for me… definitely couldn’t take another night of jerking off on my own… knowing this was waiting for me.” He pushes two fingers in and you suck in a sharp breath against his skin. He’s subtle about it, not giving away what’s going on while he continues to work his fingers in you.

“Calum…” you moan into his skin.

Cal replies with a kiss. “So sweet for me, baby girl.” He murmurs, “You always open up for me, so so good.” You feel him start to tease his finger around your tightest hole, “And I do mean all of your amazing holes," he rasps in your ear.

You let out the quietest “please” of your life and Cal covers your mouth with a kiss so you can moan for him. “Stud," you whine.

“Baby girl, I should have warned you… you’re not cumming till we’re at the hotel.” His voice is raspy and deep and you’re sure you could cum just from him telling you you can't yet. “Not till I'm filling you.” You whine into his mouth again and you realize he has no plans of relenting, so you press your face into his shoulder. You blindly search for his other hand and he grabs yours, interlocking your fingers.

Cal knows you well, knows your tells and knows how to bring you right to the edge and back you down. You guys have done things like this before, gotten each other off in cars with drivers, with other members of the band around, in restaurants. It’s thrilling for both of you. You whimper into his shoulder and he pulls your intertwined hands to his lips and starts pressing kisses to your hand and wrist.

By this point, you're almost to the hotel. The driver pulls around back so you two can sneak in away from prying eyes. Cal pulls his fingers out and they immediately go into his mouth. “Still so so sweet… so wet.” He grins.

He climbs out first and grabs his bag, and seems to sense your little bit of hesitation. Ever the gentleman, he stands right in front of you and puts his hands on your hips, holding your dress down, you grab his shoulders and he lifts you and sets you on the ground. He grabs your hand, thanks the driver and the two of you are escorted onto an empty elevator.

He drops your hand once the doors close and pulls you against him, wrapping both arms around you. You hug him back and he rests his cheek on top of your head. You take a deep breath, relaxing into his scent. As long as you've known him, Cal has consistently smelled the same: a bit of nicotine, mint, and his cologne, usually faint. He does smell a little sweaty today, but that’s to be expected. You relax, very obviously, in his arms. And he seems to release tension too.

“Forgot how important human touch is, because you’ve just always been around for the last couple years," you admit.

“I know, baby girl, been a hard adjustment for me too.”

The elevator stops and the two of you separate. He firmly wraps his large hand around yours and the two of you quickly make your way down the hall.

Cal drops his bag just inside the door of the hotel room and turns to you. “Gonna wash my face real quick and then you’re mine.”

“I mean… I’m yours with or without the makeup.”

“Good point but that body is gonna be mine… and I’m dying to taste and hear and feel all of you.” His hands drag up the back of your thighs and he squeezes your ass, pressing a featherlight kiss to your lips. When he lets you go, you follow behind him and collapse on the bed while he goes into the bathroom.

You zone out while you hear the water running, but you tune back in when you hear the faucet shut off. Cal’s standing in the door when you look up, leaning against the frame in his sweatpants. He throws the towel to the floor behind him and climbs on the bed to hover over you, resting his hips on top of yours. You bend your knees and squeeze your legs into his sides.

There’s a sweet grin on his face as he gently tucks your hair behind your ear and he presses light kisses across your face. “Your cute little freckles," he says quietly. “Missed being this close to you.” Your lips slot together, and he keeps it simple.

“Want you, Cal… been too long.”

“Baby girl, I just had three fingers in you,” he chuckles.

“Uh-huh and yet only one person in this room has cum today,” you sass.

“Well then… if my baby wants to cum, then she'll cum.” He declares, following it with a heated kiss. His kisses down your jaw and neck, tugging the top of your dress down a little to kiss the tops of your breasts. He pulls back and sits up on his knees. “C’mere baby.” He pushes the flannel off your shoulders and kisses on your newly exposed skin, ridding you of the material. He spreads more kisses as he pushes the hem of your dress up. Pulling it over your head, he quickly unhooks your bra and chucks it across the room, looking at you with a devious grin on his face before he sucks your nipple into his mouth, the other rolled and pulled between his fingers. He switches sides, providing equal attention to both and then he works a hickey into the soft flesh. You tug at his hair, letting out little whines. “That’s my girl," he breathes, moving lower.

You arch your back into his kisses as he moves down your belly. His fingers softly skim down your sides, but he doesn’t stop where you think he’s going to, instead he slips off the bed and kisses down your thigh and calf, untying your sneaker and pulling it and your sock off. He then kisses from your ankle all the way back up to your hips, kissing across and down your other leg to repeat the actions, getting you completely naked.

Cal stands, looks at you laid bare for him and you lay back to watch him, his hand gently stroking his length over his sweatpants as he bites his lip. “Fuck, baby. This is already better than anything I could have imagined.”

“I’m loving it too, Cal, but if you don’t get to work soon, I’m getting off without you.”

He grins, “Oh, is that so, gorgeous? You remember what I said in the car?”

“How would you stop me?” You arch an eyebrow.

Cal climbs on the bed, hovering back over you, pecking your lips a couple times before giving you a longer, deeper kiss. “I happen to have a belt here that I know you’ll behave for.” He murmurs, winking at you before moving back down your body, this time leaving wet, open mouth kisses as he goes. Cal places soft kisses on your pussy before licking a fat strip up, splitting your lips. Your body is already on fire from the anticipation and this is amping you further.

You barely recognize the sounds escaping your throat but Cal is definitely enjoying them. You can tell by the way he’s moaning into your pussy and his hands are gripping into your hips and thighs, pulling you closer. You love knowing he’s gonna leave bruises.

He pulls away just a bit, rubbing your clit, swollen and sensitive from the sucking, nibbling and licking it’s already been through. “Damn,pretty baby, give me everything,” he murmurs, working two fingers into your soaked pussy. His tongue quickly laps at the displaced juices.

“Calummmm…” You moan. “Please. Oh god.”

He pulls his fingers away. “Turn over for me, love.”

You whine as he kisses down your neck and grabs your hip, flipping you over to your stomach. He moves your hair off the back of your neck and starts to kiss down your spine and when he gets to your hips, he pulls them up, and you get on your hands and knees as he intended. He presses his hips against you first, letting you feel his hard cock through his sweatpants. “I fuckin' swear no one has ever made me as hard as you do," he declares, pulling back to grab an ass cheek in each hand, squeezing, massaging. You moan out and Cal grunts at you. “I know, lover, you're being so good for me, so patient.”

His touch is only missing for a moment but it feels like an entire lifetime. The next thing you feel is his tongue slicking back through your pussy. “Taste so good, gorgeous,” he groans. You feel his fingers push in again and he starts kissing over your ass. “You got more short skirts and dresses for me, baby?” He asks, gently biting at your ass cheek while he moves his fingers torturously slow, in and out of you.

“Yeah… of course… oh my fucking god, Calum.” You moan, letting your arms give, pressing your face into the mattress, fingers gripping into the blanket.

“Good,” he hums and you can hear the smirk in his voice, his hand coming down hard on your skin, his fingers inside of you still as he continues smacking your ass.

He finally lets up after a few minutes; your ass stings, it’s hot and you know it’s red but it’s adding to the sensations, the contrast of him being loving and sweet, while his hands torture you. You need to cum and he seems to sense how bad you want it. He pulls his fingers out again and pushes your hips slightly forward. He leaves open mouth kisses from the small of your back to the back of your thighs, leaving at least one hickey on the back of each of your thighs. You sigh as he pulls away - out of frustration, out of delight, you’re not entirely sure. He licks through your folds before giving you his fingers again, lips kissing back up, teeth biting your ass, tongue instantly soothing the sting.

He rests a hand on your ass cheek and gently spreads it, his thumb starts teasing your hole and your body practically freezes. “Relax for me, baby girl.” His hot breath fans across your thighs, and then you feel the wet of his tongue slowly circling around the hole. It takes you by surprise, not in the way you’d never done this before, but you weren’t expecting him to bust it out this early in your trip.

You melt into his touch, everything just feels too good, every flick of his tongue, every curling of his fingers… the way he works his tongue into you, slowly, making sure you feel every inch.

“Cal!” Your whine turns into panting. “Fuck fuck fuck… I’m so close.”

He only hums in response, not wanting to take away from what you’re feeling.

Your panting causes your chest to heave, your nipples rubbing against the soft blanket and it’s ultimately too much for you. Your voice strains out as you cum and you have to reach between your legs to stop his hand. “Please… please…” you whimper, trying to pull away.

He takes the hint and pulls his fingers out, moving to lay next to you, sucking his wet, cum covered fingers into his mouth while his other hand slowly caresses your back through the come down.

“C’mere love,” he coaxes, holding out his arm for you. You tuck yourself against his chest, and he squeezes you tighter to his body. “I needed that.”

“Mmm, me too… just need to be close to you," you mumble against his chest.

He sweeps the hair off your face and kisses your forehead. You look up at him and pucker your lips, and you exchange several soft pecks before slotting your lips together for a deeper kiss. Cal feels your body shaking against his and he’s immediately worried, pulling out of the kiss. “What’s up baby?”

“Just a little cold,” you shrug.

“Shit, of course you are.” Cal leaps up quickly and you can see how hard he is through his sweatpants but that doesn’t stop him from grabbing a flannel from a pile of his clothes and a bottle of water. Cal pulls you to sit up and slips the flannel on your arms, crossing the front over your body. He takes a sip of water and hands the bottle to you, resting his hand on the back of your neck. He watches you sip from the bottle and situates himself against the headboard before beckoning you over to him. You straddle him and he tucks his hands inside your shirt and pulls you against him so you’re chest to chest, skin on skin.

You sit with him like that for a few minutes before the kissing starts, soft at first and then heavier. Cal’s hands grab into your skin, seeming to try and relay his need for you, to feel you.

“Cal…” you moan into the kiss as his hands grab your ass and pull you up, pushing you back down against his hard cock.

“Need you, naughty girl," he groans, lips at your earlobe, teeth gently biting.

You pull at his hair, pressing your lips back to his. “Need you, stud… can't believe how long it's been.”

Both of you have hurried hands, you sit up on your knees long enough for him to shimmy the sweatpants down to his knees and he holds your hip in one hand, licking his other, rubbing the spit over your pussy and the tip of his cock. He rests his hand on your thigh as you slowly lower yourself down on him.

You sigh each other’s names and Cal’s fingers dig in where he holds you. “You feel so good, lover… so perfect for me.” He groans in your ear.

You drop your forehead to his shoulder as you sink all the way down on his cock. You hook one arm under his, gripping into his shoulder, your other hand finds its way to his curls as you turn your face toward his neck, feeding your moans directly to his ear.

You slowly start to roll your hips and Cal’s fingers tighten against your skin. “That’s perfect, just like that, pretty baby,” he praises. He does everything he can to keep encouraging you, hands guiding your hips, gripping your ass, dirty little nothings coming out between his panting and moanings about how good you are.

You sink your nails and teeth into his skin, still sensitive from what he’d just put you through. Your hips speed up, you're already so so close, and Cal knows it. “Wait for me, lover," he murmurs, gently biting your earlobe. You whimper quietly into his skin. “I know, love, but I’m close too, I promise… god, you're just bein' so fuckin' good for me.”

You do your best to hold on, trying to distract yourself, feeling his soft hair, his skin below your fingers, listening for any sound that’s not him. But you’re wrapped around him, his smell, his sounds, his taste… you couldn’t escape it if you tried and even that thought is setting you on fire. You somehow manage to hold on like he asked… manage to make it to his tell tale grunt, to him reaching over your thigh to grab at his balls, giving them a couple good squeezes as he groans and empties them into you.

His moan is hot and you choke on your own because of it. Cal pulls you tighter against him. You pant against his skin, “Needed that so much.”

“Me too, lover. You’re amazing. Missed you so much."

You pull back just enough to engage him in a kiss. It’s all tongue and too much teeth, but it feels exactly right.

When he finally loosens his grip on you, you push yourself back, laying between his legs, still on his cock. His hands softly explore your body, he murmurs about how beautiful you are, his favorite parts of your body, what he’s missed so much.

You arch your body into his touch. “Don’t think I can ever do that kind of distance again.” You admit, grabbing his hand, grinning at him.

“Don’t think I ever want us too, either. Like… this was amazing, but I need you on the regular.” He agrees, gently sliding out of you so he can move to hover over you.

You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him in for another kiss, keeping him close longer, enjoying the moment. He lays his head on your chest, his body resting on top of yours, he cradles you the best he can and you squeeze him tight around the shoulders. With Cal once again filling all your senses, the distance, the world, everything else that's not Cal, simply fades away.

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