Smut: lol yeah
Rated: r it’s smut
(I’m on mobile so I’ll edit this tomorrow sorry)
I sat down on our shared bed and clicked on the Twitter icon. In my head I knew I shouldn’t have done it but, it’s been a while and I was extremely bored; Cal is supposed to be home in an hour. The messages were non-stop fuel of pure hatred from the fans of Calum. They kept saying how fat I was, that I didn’t deserve Cal, and that he could do better.
I’m normally not the girl to cry about this stuff, and I felt completely fine. But the tears rolling down my cheeks said otherwise. Maybe they were right.
I got up and went to the full length mirror and studied my figure. There were stretch marks on my legs, cellulite, and some scars from past basketball games. My thighs came together, making it look like a flat ass. I giggled a bit. But then immediately put on a frown. Why couldn’t I be the ideal girl for Cal?
Now that I started thinking of how I should be a better girlfriend for Cal, I started to cry more. The tears stained my cheeks from disappointment. I picked up my phone to see that Calum had tried to call me six times. That was never good.
I wiped off most of the ruined mascara from my cheeks and tried to clear my throat from all of the sobbing I did. He was calling me again and it took me a second to pick it up, for I was now having a hiccup problem.
"Babe? Are you okay?" Cal asked with a worrying tone in his voice.
"I- I’m fine." I hiccuped in between. I cringed at myself, he would be able to hear me hiccup.
"Ar- are you crying?" Calum stopped in between to hear my uneven, shaky breaths.
That’s when I started sobbing again. I couldn’t help it. And with me acting like I had no emotion to hate, I had bottled it up until this very last second. Now was the time to let it go, and I did.
"Babe, I’m coming home," Calum began, then paused and heard me silently cry before saying above a whisper, "I love you."
Cal came in slowly, as if he would break me. But he wouldn’t. He closed the door behind him and made his way towards me, locking eyes with me, full of love and worry. I probably looked the same way.
"Stand up." Calum said in a sweet voice. I wiped my face off and hiccuped for what hopefully would be the last time.
I stood up and looked Cal in the eyes. They sparkled even though they were, in his words, “shit brown”. I gave a small smile as I looked around his face. The little blonde in his hair, his plump lips, and his cute big nose that still looked attractive. He looked so pretty. All of him was.
I don’t know if he was doing the same but as I averted my eyes to his, he was looking at my lips. He was just so beautiful and I couldn’t resist but kiss back. I don’t think he knew I was going to kiss him, he didn’t look at me to know. But it was beautiful.
His hands were roaming my sides, groping me and trailing his hands in a graceful way. It gave me goosebumps and my breathing was getting faster. This boy could do wonders to me. Every kiss was full of passion and lip tugging. It was getting really hot so I messed with the bottoms of Cal’s shirt, slowly lifting it up.
It caught on his chin and we both giggled. He blushed once it was off but I still laughed. Even with doing something so silly, he made me love him even more. His plump lips made their way to my jaw, leaving a trail of his essence, down my neck. He made me feel so good and I made a little moan, along with some shaky breaths.
My hands roamed his chest, slowly making their way back up to his face, making him stop kissing me but look me in the eyes instead. He looked so beautiful.
"I love you, so much, Calum." My breathing picked up a little more if that was possible, at the sight of him smiling back at me.
"I’m pretty sure I love you more, darling." God, oh my god. He only needed to say a few things and I was drawn to him like food.
I kissed him harder than before, not taking a moment to breathe. He bundled my t-shirt at the bottom and brings it up and over my head, making my hair a mess. It didn’t look too flattering, but he claimed that it was cute.
We kept backing up until we hit the edge of the bed, all the while we were making out. He picked my legs up and swiftly laid me down on the bed, him following suit. His hands never left my body, making me shiver in his touch.
I signaled that I wanted his pants off, and he nodded. He got up and took them off, standing in front of me. I gulped at the next thought in my head, but from how damp my panties were, and how fast my heart was beating, I wanted him to de-flower me.
"Cal." I spoke between ragged breaths. He was just inches above me, making marks on my collarbones. I moaned a little.
"y/n." He responded with a groan, as I pulled on his hair. That made me want him even more, as I tried to create friction near my core.
"I want you to de-flower me." Cal slowed down his movements and looked up to me in my eyes, with a questioning look.
"Are you sure, babe?" I nodded my head in eagerness. He made me feel like an angel, and I couldn’t but feel like I made him feel that he was in fact, God himself.
"I’m positive." He nodded again and slowly went down my stomach, kissing every inch. My freckles, stretch marks, and jiggly parts. He kissed it all and it made me feel like I was on cloud nine. Cal looked up to me to make sure I was okay with it, and of course it was, so I let him pull down my sweats and underwear.
"I’m gonna make you feel good, babe." Calum said before he licked up my slit, making me shudder and squirm. He placed his hand on my hip to hold me down, as I wanted so much more, and he was only getting started.
"So good." He trailed off. Cal sucked on my clit and slowly fingered my heat. It felt so good and I couldn’t help but to lose control. My moans echoed through our room. I couldn’t take it and grabbed Cal’s hair, making him groan in me, which made me closer and closer to my release. It kept building up and I wanted to let go but before I could say anything, he stopped and hovered over me again.
"Why’d you stop?" I panted with a glint of sadness. He just smirked and kissed my forehead.
"So I could get you ready." My body was getting excited with anticipation of having him. And for me to finally love him the way I wanted, I couldn’t wait.
"I love you, Cal." I glanced up to him putting on a condom. This was it. And I didn’t want to stop.
"I love you, y/n," He was over me again and kissed me with love in his eyes, his pink cheeks, and ruffed up hair, "Are you sure about this?" Calum questioned again.
"Cal, I’ve never wanted to do this more. I love you so damned much and I just want to feel our love. You make me so happy. I’m positive I want to lose my v-card to you." He smiled a cheeky smile and kissed me all over my face, making me giggle.
"Alright, are you ready?" He looked so flushed and cute, god, I wanted him.
"Fuck, yes." He smiled and began to slowly push himself in. It only hurt a tiny bit, not much. Cal’s face contorted into a beautiful structure, making me get goosebumps up and down my arms. He was now all the way in, waiting for me to say something as I held onto his tattooed, muscular, arms.
"You can move now." He nodded his head with a grunt as he pulled all the way out, and proceeded to go in. His mouth fell agape and he looked so pretty, I couldn’t help but moan too. The pleasure kept building up like a firework, ready to just let go. I felt like a tiny flower bud, finally ready to bloom into a full grown flower, everyone amazed by its beauty.
Calum brought down his hand to my clit, moving in small circles, enough to make me wither underneath him, gasps and inaudible curse words falling from my lips. His thrusts were tending to go slower, and groans getting louder. He sunk down into my neck, licking, biting, kissing, moaning. I was in a state of pure bliss.
"Oh god, I’m so c-close- shit." Cal muttered in my ear, sending more shivers. This brought me to the edge. My walls tightened around his length, while my juices flowed from beneath me, hitting the covers. Calum tried to ride out our highs as much as he could while he was going through his orgasm.
"Fuck- I love you- so much, (y/n)." Our heartbeats could be heard from a mile away, and our hot breaths filled the air. He pulled out, making me feel empty, wanting him again. I was so exhausted, and Cal seemed like it too.
We laid together on the bed, trying to catch our breaths, hands intertwined. God, he was so beautiful. And he made me feel so too. Calum pulled the tiny blanket over us, as we were still hot from our previous actions. He pulled me into him, looking him straight in the eyes.
"I love you so fucking much (y/n)." His eyes gave love.
"And I love you. You fucking dork." We both smiled and giggled. He kissed my forehead and laid me gently on his chest, getting comfortable. As I was close to falling asleep, I heard a small whisper.
"I’m your star, and you are my galaxy, babe."