michael smut

Run Rabbit Run!

A single heart beats in the outpost.

A/N: This took me maybe two months to write, I have no idea why honestly. Its my first smutty fan fic, so please don’t be too harsh. It’s also quite graphic, so I just a warning. There isn’t much story, just smut. I get pretty descriptively graphic at some points. I feel like I proof read this a million times, sorry there’s any mistakes. The songs mentioned:

“Run Rabbit Run” by The Andrews Sisters 

“Too Close For Comfort” by Eartha Kitt

Warnings: PURE SMUT. Non/dub-con, chasing, violence, mimicry, knifeplay, cutting, stabbing, choking, hanging, & blood consumption. In other words, not for the faint of heart!

Word Count: 6k+


I dashed into the library on the tips of my toes, cursing my bare feet for squeaking as I turned the corner quickly. His footsteps thudding in the hall behind me as I grunted in frustration, finding myself stuck in a dead end. With every exit I could take, I’d be sure to run right into him. My eyes scanning the room, grunting as all the limited cabinets and compartments were too small or ridiculous for me hide in. I gasped excitedly, suddenly remembering the broom closet hidden in the corner near the fireplace. Quickly running towards it on my toes, flinging it open. Quickly pushing back the extra fireplace logs to make room for myself, careful to not knock over the brooms. My heart racing as I suddenly heard him coming, gasping as I pulled the door shut quickly and quietly.

He hissed shakily as he crashed into the room, startling me, “I can hear you…” he whispered. My hand flying to cover my mouth, my breath shaking out of my nose. He began shoving and pushing over the furniture, bending and searching. I had put up quite a fight, but all it did was add fuel to his fire. He clothes torn, his blood and mine mixed over his skin. Each shove of the furniture forced a gasp out of my nose. Hearing his brutal grunts as he took his anger out on the furniture.

“WHERE ARE YOU?!” He growled loud enough to make his throat ache. Spinning as he scanned the bookcase cabinets and walls for somewhere big enough for me to hide. Grunting as he began to open all of them in frustration. “Your heart is still giving you away, my sweet little slut.” His voice vibrated in my stomach as I gulped shakily, watching him getting closer. “Am I getting warmer, Princess? …Hmm? Ohh your heart is beating sooo fast… and I’m getting sooo warm.” He moaned, seeing him through the slats in the closet door, my nose pressed closely to them to see. He was suddenly transfixed, standing still, listening. His hand raising as if feeling for disturbances in the air. Stuck with barely any space to breathe, the brooms next to me just aching to fall over as I trembled. The force of my heartbeat whistling in my ears, closing my eyes as if mentally willing my heart to stop beating. His steps resumed, pacing as he exhaled in vulgar hums. Hearing his dragging footsteps wandering so dangerously close, before softly sliding to a halt.

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Ashton: *dyes hair red*

Calum: *dyes hair silver*

Luke: *reveals he’s not dead and posts an insta story of him and petunia*

Michael: *gets engaged*

Luke: *sees the engagement* god damnit now I have to get Sierra pregnant

Michael’s getting married, Calum bleached his hair, Ashton’s hair is red and that’s how 2019 started

Luke Hemmings, don’t disappoint me

Also, I’m impatiently waiting for your writings about Michael and Crystal’s proposal 😭 my babies are getting married and I could be happier

Tea Time

Tonight on Tea Time: And we were all pronounced Dead part Two

We’re back again with more love for our King Cody Fern. A lot of you may not have heard that he’s going to be in a new movie called The Great Darkened Days. Judging by the trailer his role seems to be quite small but nonetheless, I’m going to watch it because it seems really interesting. I think I’ll like it. Here’s a link to the trailer:

  Anyway, as you may have noticed I have a big ass crush on Cody Fern what you don’t know is that I have a big ass crush on his boyfriend too but we’re going to wait to open that can of worms. 

    I have one question to ask God and that is “Why did you make boys so pretty?” I’m grateful, don’t get me wrong, but it’s a serious question that needs to be answered. Look at this angel,

I have never seen such beauty. After months of getting to know Michael and learning his story I cry at everything he does. He’s MY SON and I’m heated because Constance did my baby so wrong. I know he had some deep darkness but that wasn’t his fault and they just fed it and destroyed him. Michael Langdon is one of the most memorable characters Cody has ever played and I hope he’s proud of that. I know I am. Every time I see him I’m in full Taraji mode.

Let’s finish talking about the outifts. I know everyone had more than enough to say about these shoes.

I get it. Y'all don’t like them but I kinda do. He’s got them in two colors and having many options is nice. We thought after the video on Instagram that we’d never see those tabi boots again but Cody wasn’t done. He brought them back three more times. I ain’t mad at him. I think he looks great.

Since I know everyone is still salty about Cody not being called to play Lestat de Lioncourt and because I saw this post I wanted to touch on this.

In my opinion, Tom Cruise was the best Lestat I’ve ever seen. I saw the movie Interview with The Vampire at age 4 and have been in love with him since then. I won’t lie and say Stuart Townsend did not do an amazing job as Lestat in Queen Of The Damned because was great. And I loved Aaliyah, may she rest in peace, as Queen Akasha. She was a absolutely beautiful. I think Cody would have done an amazing job at playing Lestat. He’s got the hair for it, the dedication, and the talent. I’m hoping that somewhere in the future there will come an opportunity for him to play my one and only vampire crush.

I will also add that the soundtrack for that movie was off the charts and here is a link to my favorite song from the movie:

Moving on, I’ve never seen this picture before.

Whose son is this? I need to personally express my gratitude to his creators. The hands and the arms and the face. I’m crying tears of joy right now. Not only is he gorgeous he seems like a genuinely good person which is unfortunately very rare. I learned that he’s wanted to be an actor since he was six and that he worked his hardest and sold most of all he owned to pay for acting classes. Now I know this doesn’t seem like big stuff but trust me it’s big stuff. When you see a good man you need to celebrate immediately. Read this:

I feel like this gives us a peek into Cody’s journey and his personality. As you can tell by this entire post I love him and I think he deserves the world.

All Aboard the Cody Thirst Train lol. I love this video because it sums up exActly how we all feel about him. This concludes part 2. Be prepared for my sudden outbursts of love for my manz. Next post will be an outpour of Love for Michael Langdon. I’ll be analyzing his character to the best of my ability.

I’m SO nervous about posting this because i’ve never written anything like this before but i got inspired so fucK it. This is really short and as usual, i couldn’t think of a good way to end this, so it ends kind of randomly and stupidly lmao. I feel like i should apologise to anyone who actually reads all of this, it’s that bad. Also i couldn’t think of a name for it soooo whatever. 

@kinlovecody

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It felt like it had been hours. Arms tied behind her back. Her hair falling over her face, shoulders. Gagged. Knees starting to feel as if they were burning - cold concrete. Tears stinging the corners of her eyes. Desperation. Blurry. Michael circled her, smiling. Still fully dressed - all black. He leaned down, crouching in front of her. His fingers gently lifting her chin. Face to face.

“Do you understand why i have you like this?” He asked. His hand reaching behind her head to tug her hair when he let go of her chin, her head falling forward again. She knew why. But the ball gag in her mouth stopped her from answering. She nodded, he smirked. She wanted him to do something, anything. Spank her again. She needed him to do it, she disobeyed.

“Because it makes me hard.” He whispers. He was closer now. She could feel his breath on her neck. He leans down, pressing a kiss to her jaw. His lips are warm, soft. She closed her eyes, content, but only for a second. He tugged her hair again before letting go and standing up straight in front of her. She whined and once again pulled on the hand cuffs that bound her wrists. She could already feel the bruises forming, all over her body. Sore. Tired.

He was circling her again, trying to resist stopping behind her and bending her over.

“If you listened. If you had just stayed in your place, like your supposed too, you wouldn’t be in this situation.” He whispered in her ear, from behind. She wished he was in front of her again, or that she could turn her head to look at the look on his face. His beautiful face.

He backed away from her. She listened intently. Listened to the sound of his shirt dropping to the floor. His belt buckle clicking, the sound it made when it hit the floor. God, how she wished she could see him. Knowing he was stood behind her, fully naked. Torment. Her punishment was far from over.

He sat in a chair, watching her. Handcuffed. Helpless. His entertainment. He took his cock in his hand. Every few minutes she would try again at the handcuffs, pulling. Trying to free her hands. She kept glancing over her shoulder, but she couldn’t see far enough. He was sitting just outside of her vision. He should have blindfolded her, he thought.

She wanted to watch him so badly. Watch him tug on himself and throw his head back. She wanted to hear him say her name. All she could hear was his breathing behind her. Without having to look, she knew he was still smirking. She wanted to speak. To beg him. Please. Beg him for his cock. That’s what he wanted too. To hear her beg.

Her whining, muffled by the gag, made him move his hand faster. Slick sounds began to echo in the room. She whined again. She was throbbing for him.He stopped, walking over to her again. The sound of his footsteps exciting her. Finally. She let out a breath as he undid the ball gag.

“You’re pathetic.” He laughed. Looking down on her. She was breathing heavily, looking him in the eye. Saliva running down her chin.

“What is it? It sounded like you wanted to say something.” He was speaking to her the way he would to a child. Mocking.

She swallowed before she spoke. “It’s- it’s not fair.” She breathed, stuttering. Her voice hoarse.

“Speak up.” He demanded.

“This isn’t fair.” She cried. Giving him her best puppy dog eyes. Maybe he would give in, sometimes he did. Michael could be soft. It was rare that he would do this to her, it had only happened a few times before. Not that she didn’t enjoy it because, god, was she enjoying this. But she was so used to him giving in, letting her come. If the tears didn’t work. She was screwed.

“What’s not fair about it?” He asked. Egging her on. He wanted her to get upset, angry. He wanted to hear her beg for him.

“Do you think that you deserve my cock?”

“Please.” She nods profusely. “Please.”

There is is, that’s what he was waiting for.

“If you want my cock, come and get it.” He chuckled, took a step back. She looked up at him, confused. Her hands still tied behind her back and her knees weak from kneeling for so long made it impossible for her to stand without falling. He laughed, it was all fun to him. He walked around her again, taking in the view one last time. Stopping behind her, grabbing her hair and yanking her up, she cried out. Her knees stung, muscles ached. He practically dragged her over to the chair he had been sitting in, pushing her down so she was bent over it. Taking off the handcuffs and throwing them behind them somewhere. Her hands flew to the back of the chair. She whined again, this time out of pain, as his grip tightened on her hair. He almost cracked. Sometimes he didn’t like hurting her, but he knew she enjoyed it. She would tell him if she didn’t and he would always stop.

She felt his cock teasing her wet lips. He groaned at the sight of her bent over his chair. His hands moved softly up her back, tracing the marks he had left earlier. His hands moved down tightly gripping her ass as he entered her, spreading her cheeks to view the cunt that belonged to him.

She jerked forward, her grip tightening on the chair. Knuckles turning white. Crying out every time he pulled almost all the way out, slamming his hips forward again. He grunted into her ear, her walls tightening around his cock - another groan from him. The rattling of her handcuffs was pissing him off. His hand coming down on her ass, hard. Telling her to stop or he will. He continued his rough pace, smacking her ass again between thrusts. Loving how red the skin was beginning to look. His hand in the middle of her back, pushing her down. Keeping her in place, where he wanted her.

“Look at you, so fucking helpless.” He breathed. She moaned in response. His hand wrapped around her throat, his grip making her eyes water. All she can hear is his moaning, grunts. His thrusts slowing - falling apart. She turned to look at him, he always look gorgeous like this. His head thrown back, eyes squeezed shut. She was so close. He could kill her right then and there and she wouldn’t give a fuck about it. He released her throat, fingers coming down to massage her clit. Watching as her mouth fell open.

“What do you want? Hmm?” He asked. His thrusts slowing, voice breaking. He tried his best to stay assertive. But it was hard towards the end. He grabbed her hair and tugged when she didn’t answer him.

“Please.” She breathed. “I want to come. Please.”

He smiled. His breath sped up, his hands still exploring her back and ass. She was so warm and tight. He fucking loved it. He loved her. She chanted his name as she came, eyes rolling back. He still had his hand in her hair, wanting to see every second of it. A few moments later he reaches his own high groaning as he stills inside of her. Waiting a few seconds before pulling out.

When he does, he’s gentle. Letting go of her hair and stepping back. Giving her a second. She’s breathing heavily, still gripping the chair. He puts his hands on her shoulders, gentle - helping her stand, she leans into him.

“Are you okay?” He asked. He always did, every time. She always said yes. But he still did it. She nodded, smiling up at him. She loved this - when his demeanour completely changed.

“Come on, let’s go clean up.” He said, leading her towards the bathroom.

She pushed him back, both laughing when he jokes: “Maybe another round in the shower?”

Michael Requests are Open for the next 24 hours.

My requests are open for Michael x Reader SMUT fanfics. Must be dirty and filthy for me to write them haha. They will be more blurbs than one shots but I may turn a few into one shots!

Here is a list of kinks you could use:

  • Degration
  • humiliation, 
  • orgasm denial 
  • forced orgasms
  • overstimulation 
  • spanking
  • whipping
  • face slapping
  • Bondage
  • Hands tied
  • Hands cuffed
  • Hands and feet cuffed
  • Hands and feet tied together
  • Hogtied
  • Blindfolded
  • Gagged
  • choking 
  • slapping
  • hair pulling
  • Crop
  • Deep throat
  • Anal sex
  • Vaginal sex
  • Virgin
  • public/semi public
  • In water
  • On the beach
  • In the woods
  • Ritual sex
  • Bonding ritual

So please, send me some good ones my loves!

Sorry not sorry

Would uhh any of you be down to read an 8K word fic? 👀👀

I promise that the next parts will be shorter. This one is long af because I have to introduce you to various stuff, get an overall idea of everything and such. Because now Michael and his assistant know how the things are going to be between them, it’ll make things easier and shorter to write. I hope you guys aren’t mad at me for making the first part incredibly long 🙃🙃

Blurp Prompts

So I draw a lot of inspiration from song lyrics and movies. I figured I’d do a blurp thing for songs because I wanna write some more but don’t have time for long fics. Request either Jim Mason or Michael Langdon I’m gonna study and eventually write Duncan Shepard.

Khalid: Young Dumb and Broke, Location, Coaster, Hopeless, Therapy, Saturday Nights, Better, Eastside, Love Lies, OTW

Ariana Grande: Almost Is Never Enough, Why Try, My Everything, Be Alright, Let Me Love You, R.E.M., God Is A Woman, Sweetener, Everytime, Better Off, Imagine

ZAYN: PILLOWTALK, Let Me, Natural, Back To Life Common, Imprint, Stand Still, Tonight, Flight Of Stars, If I Got You, Talk To Me, There You Are, I Don’t Mind, Good Guy, You Wish You Knew, Satisfaction, Scripited, Entertainer, All That, Fresh Air, Rainberry Insomnia, Fingers, Too Much

Little Mix: Towers, These Four Walls, Secret Love Song pt 2, Love Me or Leave Me, Touch, Oops, Nobody Like You, Nothing Else Matters, Beep Beep, No More Sad Songs,.If I Get My Way, Is Your Love Enough, Dear Lover, Monster In Me, Told You So, Only You

Halsey (I know more but these really inspire me): Without You, Young God

5 Seconds Of Summer: She Looks So Perfect, Jet Black Heart, Young Blood, Want You Back, Lie To Me, Valentine, Moving Along, If Walls Could Talk, Why Won’t You Love Me, Ghost Of You, Monster Among Men, Babylon

The 1975 (I know more if you got more in mind): Antichrist, You, Fallingforyou, Sex, Heart Out, Robbers, Somebody Else, This Must Be My Dream, Be My Mistake, I Couldn’t Be More In Love, 102, Lost Boys, The Go, So Good To Me

Camila Cabello: I Have Questions, Never Be The Same, All These Years, Consequences, Something’s Gotta Give, Into It

Demi Lovato: Tell Me You Love Me, You Don’t Do It For Me Anymore, Daddy Issues, Ruin The Friendship, Only Forever, Lonely, Cry Baby, Games, Concentrate, Hitchhiker, Smoke And Mirrors, Ready For Ya,

Bryce Vine (The only song I know 😂): Drew Barrymore

Shawn Mendes: There’s Nothing Holding Me Back, Where Were You In The Morning?, Like To Be You, Why, Because I Had You, Mutual, Perfectly Wrong, When You’re Ready

If y'all have some more suggestions just tell me and I’ll give them a listen and maybe add em. If they inspire me that is I struggle writing for songs that give me no inspiration.

Tagging some people who might wanna do this: @laying-with-the-devil @langdonsdemon @michael-langdon-appreciation @queencocoakimmie @sevenwonderslangdon @langdvn @langdonsoceaneyes @sojournmichael @duncvn

Fast Car. Luke Hemmings. Pt. 1

RATED R.

TW: mentions of neglect, abuse, violence, drugs, alcohol, sexual references, language. 

Emily sighed as she finished lifting the last the bar stool off the floor and onto the counter. She picked up the mop, dumped it into the bucket of water and soap and began sweeping the dirty floors as she hummed along to the song playing faintly on the radio. It had been a long day, but when her boss offered her the night shift for some extra cash, she simply couldn’t decline. The Sunset Diner was usually busy during the day but would quiet down and look borderline abandoned in the late hours of the night. It was well past one, when something caught Emily’s attention. A loud thud, not sounding like it was far away. She looked out the window, looking for the source of the noise but saw nothing but the empty street and flickering lights from the old streetlamps. She returned to sweeping the last bit of the floor, trying to finish as quickly as possible. She was almost done cleaning and couldn’t wait to lock up and go home. Her body was screaming for her to lay down and get some rest but another thud, this time louder, made her look up again. She rested the mop against the counter, her curiosity getting the best of her. She walked carefully, trying not to slip on the wet floor when a heavy body appeared out of nowhere, throwing itself against the diner door, starling the poor girl, making her slip and fall on her behind.

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a lil announcement

so i’m not on tumblr as much anymore, i’m always on my other social medias, so i decided i’ll leave them here because i’m gonna back up my writings to wattpad or something & then delete them all from here. (and eventually delete this blog, not right now though.)

tumblr just kinda sits on my phone at this point like i come check it every 3 weeks or something like that & then it collects dust. i enjoyed my time as a writer here, but i just don’t do it as much anymore. thanks to all the people i’ve met and the memories i’ve made here. ❤️


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wet

 not really sure what this is other than some calum hood vacation smut and you get a little wet in more ways than one.

requests are open!!

word count: 4.2k

warnings: very nsfw, pure smut, oral, riding, fucking, ass fingering a little, mentions of ass eating, spanking, hinting at pain kink, (i should have added some light choking somewhere in here but whatever.)

Vacationing on an island with Calum was a great idea, he had been here before and he knew the trails that people ignored which made it so easy to have alone time. He had planned a whole romantic getaway, complete with hikes and picnics and dinner reservations and candids of each other. Todays adventure was a hike through some woods to a little private beach. He brought a picnic basket and somehow managed to find a red and white checkered blanket to lay on the grass, a perfect cliché. You were left carrying a brochure and studying the plants in it, some were safe to pluck while others caused rashes that were not easily healed. This meant you had to warn Calum when he reached out to pick up a wild flower, “because it reminds me of you.”

This would go on for a while, Calum pointing out a random plant and you finding it in the booklet and reading off what it was. This went for animals too, him pointing out a cute animal far off in the trees and you warning him with a made-up story of how one of those attacked someone. He would get worried and pull you into him until you started laughing and he would catch on and push you away, pretending to be upset about it. Every time he pushes you away, you move closer and wrap your arms around him and press kisses to his exposed skin until he gives in and forgives you.

When you finally arrive at the hidden beach, Calum found a fluffy patch of grass under the trees and laid out the blanket. You held the basket, lightly swinging it as Calum evenly folds out the blanket before settling onto it and reaching out for you. You pass him the basket and wait for him to settle it down before taking his waiting hands and letting him pull you onto his lap. He smiles at you, the smile where his eyes crinkle up and his cheeks chub up and you lean forward to kiss his nose. Calum pulls away from you and starts unpacking the basket, passing you each thing he pulls out. First are fruits; apples, strawberries, pineapples and grapes. He passes you a napkin and when you unravel it you find a sharp knife, “It’s for cutting the fruit, baby.” You nod at his words and wrap it back up and take the next thing, Tupperware with various cut up lunch meats and cheeses. Crackers are next and the last thing out of the basket is a somehow still cold bottle of champagne and two flutes.

Calum reaches into the basket one last time and lets out a groan, “I fucking forgot the cork screw.” He sets the bottle down and presses a kiss to your lips, “’M sorry baby, I wanted this to be so romantic.”

You shake your head at him and pick the knife back up, his eyebrows scrunching in confusion, “Give me the bottle.” He hands it to your slowly and you twist your body away from his, “If you do this, you can pop the top off with the knife if you do it.” You slowly run the knife along the length of the bottle, letting it catch on the rim to show him. “Do that but really fast and hard and it’ll open.” You shift your body off of him and hand him back the bottle and the knife.

Calum pushes himself onto his knees and directs his body to the grass, pointing the bottle and running the knife over the glass, doing a few test runs to make sure he won’t cut himself. “You ready baby?” You pull your phone from your pocket and open the camera, setting it to record. You give him a nod and he sets the blade against the glass, swiping it along the green material and earning a scratch before it hits the rim and pops, a shatter sounding out as the champagne bubbles out. You both squeal and Calum shoots you a look, “Hand me the glasses, princess.”

You shut off the video and set your phone on the blanket to grab the glasses, holding them out for Calum to pour drinks. When he sets the bottle down, you take his champagne wet hand and bring it to your mouth, pulling two of the bubbly fingers into your mouth and sucking the drink off. You keep your eyes locked with his, watching as he swallows and brings his glass to his lips, gulping down the drink before pulling his fingers from your mouth and pressing his lips to yours. The kiss accelerates quickly and he’s pushing you back onto the blanket and slipping his tongue into your mouth. You break the kiss for air and he starts peppering kisses over your face, leading down your neck. You let him do this for a minute before pushing him off of you.

You run your hands down his chest and give him one final kiss before kicking your shoes off and pulling your shirt off. He groans at your bra, it’s a sports bra but it unzips into a normal bra. It’s one he’s seen multiple times and he’s grown to love it. You stand up and pull him up with you, he learns into you to kiss you again but you avoid his lips and step away from him. “What do you say we go for a swim?” You unbutton your shorts and slide them down your legs, kicking them onto the blanket and walking backwards towards the ocean. Calum groans, kicking off his shoes and pulling his shirt over his head. You turn and take off running towards the blue water, hearing his shouts as he trips over his shorts.

The water hits your feet and you involuntarily shiver, walking further out into the water as you hear Calum’s feet in the sand getting closer. You hear when he hits the water, the unmistakable splash as his feet are enveloped. As soon as its deep enough, you dive in and leave Calum behind. You swim out until you can barely touch the ground anymore and wait for him. At this point he isn’t far behind but he’s taking his time getting to you. Moments later you feel the splashes coming from his wading and then he’s lifting you up out of the water and he’s wrapping your legs around his waist. You lock your lips to his and he keeps walking out and you know at this point if you were to let go of him, your feet wouldn’t touch the floor.

By now, half of you is out of the water because of your legs wrapped around his stomach and him holding you up on him. You break the kiss and push yourself away, leaning back to float on the ocean. Calum slips a hand under your back and rests the other on your stomach, tracing small patterns in your skin. You licked you lips and rolled over in the water and took off swimming, getting as far away from Calum as you could. Even where Calum was standing, he touched but the water was near his shoulders and soft waves easily lifted his feet off the wet sand. He stood still and watched as you got further away from him.

The water was clear but the movement of it obstructed him from seeing your body through it, so when you reached and unzipped the sports bra and undid the clasp of the normal bra underneath he didn’t notice. You bit your lip as you slid it down your shoulders before pulling it above the water and dangling it in the air for him to see before wadding it up and throwing it his way. He groaned audibly, but the sound was lost to you in the wind as he swam to retrieve your bra that landed feet from him before it got washed away. Bra in hand, he swam after you. You waited a moment before turning and swimming away from him, but not really. You dove underwater for a brief moment before coming back up and relaxing on the water, floating on your back so your breasts were completely exposed.

You stayed like this until Calum finally reached you his hands jerking you upright and into him, your legs wrapping around his waist automatically as he crashed his lips onto yours. You moaned into the kiss as one of his hands groped your ass and the other massaged your bare breasts. “God, I fuckin’ love these, baby. You’ve got the prettiest tits.” He moaned into your lips and then pulled away from the kiss to trail his mouth down your neck, his teeth pulling pieces of skin and his lips sucking dark marks into your neck.

As Calum licked and sucked further down your neck, he pulled you higher up his waist until he was able to wrap his mouth around one of your nipples. You let out a whine and let your head fall back, your fingers tangling in his hair as he teases each bud with his lips and tongue. After a few moments of teasing, you pull his mouth back up to your, his lips skimming your skin on the journey up. You pull away from his lips, “Hey, Cal.” He hums in response as he nudges his nose against your cheek, pressing a soft wet kiss to the skin. “The water isn’t the only thing that’s wet.” Calum groans at your words and pushes his lips against yours again when you giggle, slipping his tongue into your waiting mouth.

You continue making out for a minute before he’s pulling his mouth from yours and sliding his hands down your body, “Lets go back up, yeah?” You nod and push off of him, immediately swimming towards the shore. Calum waits and watches your ass come up above the water as you swim, catching teasing glances of your pussy under your panties. He almost misses you turning around and shouting a challenge for a race. You definitely got an unfair head start, you’re already halfway to shore at this point. Even after you both make it to shore there’s still a walk to get back to where Calum laid out the blanket, your bra lost in the ocean after the intense make out session. You complain about the breeze and cover your breasts with your hands, ignoring Calum’s remarks of how good you look wet and his hands teasing your skin.

You make it back to the blanket first and quickly sit down and pull Calum’s shirt over your damp body. Calum is quick to follow, sitting close enough that his thigh is pressed flush against yours. He reaches for the container of strawberries and smiles. He opens the bowl, glad that he though to pack each container with separate ice packs to keep everything cold and pulls out one of the red treats. He takes a bite off the top and presses his lips to yours, passing the fruit into your mouth. You moan into the kiss and pull away to finish the strawberry before kissing him again.

Calum slowly eases you down on the blanket, his hands resting on either side of your body as he leans over you. He starts kissing down your throat pausing when he reaches the collar of his shirt, “Dunno why you put my shirt back on, just gonna take it off you baby.”  He slowly pushes his hands up under the fabric and leads it up to expose your breasts before fully taking it off you. He bunches the shirt up and pushes it underneath your head, a simple act that showed how much he cared about you. He slowly started kissing down your skin, his tongue dipping into the hollow of your collarbone and softly biting on the protruding bone.

Calum continues his way down, teasing your nipples with his lips and tongue before leaving a light trail of hickeys down your stomach. He dips his tongue into your belly button and lightly sucks before going down a little further to meet your panty line. He trails kisses along the band, his lips sucking dark marks into the skin every so often and his tongue flicking out to soothe the bruises. Your hands tangle in his hair and he looks up at you, an eyebrow quirked up. You try to pull him up to you but he stays still, “Cal, wanna suck you off.” He groans at your words but shakes his head, dipping down to kiss your thighs.

Calum trails his lips down your right thigh before traveling back up and looking at you, “You can suck my cock after I go down on you, princess.” He presses a soft kiss to you over your panties and your hands tighten in his hair and tug the curls to get his attention.

When his eyes catch yours you blush, “Or, I have a better idea.” You wait for him to hum in response, signaling that he’s actually listening before continuing, “We can do it at the same time.” He groans audibly at this, burying his face in your skin to muffle the sound.

When Calum picks his head back up, his lip is pulled between his teeth and you can tell he loves the idea. “You gonna sit on my face baby girl?” His voice is raspier than before as he talks, gruff and scratchy in the best way. You nod in confirmation and he’s quick to push himself up your body and locking your lips in a kiss, his hips slotting between yours easily. It only lasts for a second before he’s pushing himself off you and is rolling onto his back on the blanket, eagerly waiting for you.

You sit up and pull your still damp panties off your hips before crawling over Calum’s face. It takes a minute for the two of you to get settled in a way where Calum’s arms are wrapped tight around your thighs and you can easily reach his cock. He waits until you have a hand around him over his boxers before pulling you flat against his mouth, licking a flat stripe up your lips. You contemplate teasing him as pay back for all the time he just spent teasing you put decide against it, pushing the wet fabric down his thighs. Calum’s boxers were tight before they were wet and them being wet only made the cling to his skin more, leaving a slight trail of sea water where they peeled off his skin.

Calum hissed at the cool air hitting his wet cock, the air against your warm pussy a sharp contrast to Calum’s mouth. You lean forward and flick your tongue over the head of his cock before wrapping your mouth around the head and sucking lightly. His tongue flicks over your clit before he’s pulling the bundle of nerves into his mouth and sucking sharply, groaning against you as you suck his head. You pull your mouth off of him and press your face into his hip, moaning into his skin as he squeezes your ass, his hand coming off the right cheek and coming down harder against the skin. You know there’s probably a mark that’ll be sore and bruised tomorrow but it feels so good now that you can’t care.

You take his cock into your mouth again without warning, this time taking him into your mouth until he bumps the back of your throat and holding him there, your tongue swirling against his cock and your cheeks hollowing out. You slowly pull off, letting your teeth scrape lightly against the skin and feeling his thighs twitch beneath your hands. You flick your tongue out over the head, precum shooting out the taste spreading over your buds as your tongue rubs it over his cock.

Calum’s tongue abandons your click to lick over your hole, his tongue pushing inside and wiggling around, collecting your wetness in crude slurping sounds. You moan around his cock and dig your nails into his thighs, feeling his do the same as he lands another smack on your ass as he moans into your center. You feel your high building as you start rocking your hips on his face, only the head of Calum’s cock in your mouth while you pump the rest with one of your hands.

Calum pulls your cheeks apart and tilts his head just enough that his mouth is at your asshole, his tongue flicking out to catch the rim. You moan obscenely around his cock, your thighs clamping around his head as he sucks lightly on the hole, barely pushing his tongue in. His hand leaves your ass once more, coming down on your left cheek this time, giving your right a break from the assault. When he’s satisfied with the reaction he gets from you, he moves back down you suck your click back into his mouth, one of his fingers sliding down to your pussy. He runs the finger up your folds, collecting your wetness before he rubs it against your asshole and slowly eases the tip in.

You pull your mouth away from his cock, admiring the string of saliva and precum that keeps you connected before breaking off. You let out a whine and press your lips to his stomach, sucking the skin into your mouth and forming a dark hickey. “Calum I’m so close,” you groan and rock your hips against his mouth.

He removes his tongue from your center and flicks it over your clit before talking, “Gonna cum for me baby? Let go, let me taste you.” He immediately pulls you back down against him and sucks your clit between his teeth, sucking harshly as his nose rubs your entrance. He slips his finger further into your ass and brings his free hand down on your left cheek, moans falling from your lips as the combination sends you spiraling over the edge into your orgasm. Calum held you down to his mouth, rolling your clit between his teeth and lapping his tongue over the bud, occasionally wiggling his finger in your ass.

Your body went limp as your orgasm washed through you, your mouth pressed against Calum’s stomach, trying to keeping your grip of his cock tight so he could fuck himself on it. As your orgasm coursed through your body, Calum lazily lapped at your clit, keeping his tongue light so the sensation wasn’t too much on the nerves. You let Calum work his magic until you were on the verge of tears from oversensitivity before pulling yourself off his mouth, his immediately loosening his grasp and gently pulling his finger from your hole.

Calum helped you settle down next to him, this time laying on your back as he rubbed his hand over your thigh to help you calm down. You pressed a soft kiss to his thigh before pushing yourself up to a sitting position and tugging on his arm for him to do the same. He caught on quickly, pressing his lips to yours and pushing his boxers fully down his legs before pulling you onto his lap to straddle one of his thighs. He slowly drags your hips over his skin, his lips pressing spongy kisses to yours, “Tell me what you want, baby girl.” He punctuates each word with a kiss, his lips spreading kisses over your face.

You curl your fingers in his hair as you think about it, mouth falling open and the feeling of your clit rubbing on his thigh and his lips sucking marks into your neck. “Wanna-wanna ride you, Cal, then want you to fuck me.”  He nodded and pulled his red lips from your neck, admiring his handiwork.

Calum stops your hips but leaves his hands on your hips as he leans back against the blanket. He slides his hands down your thighs as you move to straddle his hips, his elbows propping himself up so he can watch you as you roll your hips over his cock. You both let out moans at the same time when his cock easily slides between your lips, his head rubbing your clit. You place your hands on his chest as leverage for you grind down on him, trapping his cock between your pussy and his stomach. After a few moments of teasing, you lift your hips up and grab his cock, rubbing it along your slit before letting it catch on your hole. You watch him as you slowly sink down, waiting for him to get tired of the teasing and wreck you.

You sink halfway down on him, watching the way his head falls back between his shoulders and his eyes flutter shut before you pull your hips off again. You repeat your actions a few times before finally sinking down on him fully, his balls pressing against your ass. You slowly rock your hips and dig your nails into his chest, waiting for the burning stretch to subside. Calum reaches one of his hands up to wrap in your hair, pulling you down to meet his lips in a kiss. As your lips slot together, his hand slides from your hair down to your ass, squeezing it before he lands a slap on the raw skin.

You let out a gasp as he rocks his hips up into yours, slowly pulling his hips back and then thrusting back into you. He continues this for a while before wrapping both arms around you and quickly flipping you onto your back. “If you’re just gonna tease me, baby, I’m just gonna fuck you.” Calum moans, pressing one of his heads into the ground near your head and the other grabbing your thigh. He drags it up to hook around his waist and slowly starts pulling out, waiting for you to object before he pulls all the way out and thrusting back in. You booth moan at his actions, one of your hands wrapping in his hair while the other finds its way down his back, scratching its way down to his ass.

Your nails bite into his skin as you pull him closer, lifting your hips to meet his on each thrust. Your head falls back into the blanket and Calum’s easily finds its place buried in your neck, his tongue slipping out to taste the sweaty skin. Calum slowly builds up a rhythm, his hips slapping your ass on every thrust and his finger leaving bruises on your thighs. He brings his free hand down to rub your clit, his palm pressing to your lower abdomen as his thumb rubs figures into the bud. You moan at the sensation and bring your other leg to wrap around his waist, your ankles locking and your feet pressing into his ass and pulling him impossibly closer to you.

Moans and falling from both of your lips as you near your highs, your back arching and his lips trailing down your neck and chest. Calum wraps his lips around one of your neglected nipples, his teeth tugging on the bud and his tongue massaging over it. Your fingers tighten in his hair and your nails digging into his shoulder as you feel yourself clenching down on him, a signal of your rapidly approaching orgasm. “Cal, I’m so close, fuck I’m so close.” You whine, pushing your hips into his.

Calum groans at the feeling of your nails digging into his skin and your pussy fluttering around him, “I can feel you baby, feels so good around my cock.” His voice is wrecked when he talks and you can tell how close he is by the way he gasps, “Cum around me baby, cum around my cock for me.” He lifts his hand from your thigh and quickly brings it back down, the sharp sensation sending you over your edge. Your back arches into his touch, your body shaking from your second orgasm as he thrusts shallowly into you, your nails scratching into his back and the pull of your fingers in his hair forcing his orgasm upon him.

Your toes curl as you feel his cock twitching inside you and his mouth biting your skin, sure to leave bruises. He keeps fucking into you chasing both of your highs and working the both of you through your orgasms. Calum’s hips slowly drag in and out of you, his breathing rocky as his orgasm ends and he pulls out of you. You unlink your legs from his waist and let him flop onto the blanket next to you, ignoring the dull ache in your thighs from the constant position.

You both wait a few minutes to catch your breath, Calum is the first to break the silence. “You know what sucks baby girl?” You look over at him to catch him biting into a strawberry and hum. He chews it completely before pressing a chaste kiss to your lips. “Sometime on the hike back, my cum is gonna leak out of that sweet pussy of yours.” He says this with a cocky smirk on his lips and you know he probably thinks it’s really hot, and that as soon as you’re back at the house he’s going to be going down on you again to taste you mixed together.

part2 at the house?? maybe