sensitive | a. russo
in which; alessia has a very sensitive neck, especially when it comes to your kisses.
playlist: slow hands - niall horan
you had no idea how it started, but you definitely weren't complaining as alessia pulled you towards her so you were straddling her waist.
the pair of you were staying in and watching pitch perfect together, deciding on takeout before you headed into the city tomorrow for a 'lunch with the lionesses' event.
it had started out innocent, your lips on alessia's in a sweet manner as she begged for attention after your eyes were focused on the screen for five minutes, the blonde deciding to be cheeky and placing her hand on the back of your neck and pulling you in for a more passionate kiss.
before you knew it, alessia's strong arms were holding your waist against hers as you sat on her lap, your arms around her neck whilst your lips danced together in a rhythm only the two of you had known for the past three years of your blissful relationship together.
alessia slipped her tongue into your mouth, taking you by surprise as she chuckled at your gasp, the pair of you smiling at your reaction so much that you had to pull away from the kiss.
your girlfriend whined in response at the lack of your lips on hers, yourself pecking her lips quickly before kissing her cheek and then her jawline, alessia's fingers tightening their grip on your waist as you travelled down to her neck.
when you began kissing her neck just the way she liked, the italian threw her head back to rest on the back of the couch behind her and you smirked against her skin, your fingers tracing shapes into the nape of her neck.
alessia let out a loud moan when your tongue traced over her pulse point, immediately covering her mouth as you pulled away from her, both of your eyes wide at the noise she'd just let out.
you interrupted, taking her hand away from her mouth and lacing your fingers together, pinning her hand softly next to her head on the back of the couch as you connected your lips again.
alessia pulled you closer to her with her free hand, clearly riled up and desperate to feel your touch on her everywhere she could possibly even think of feeling your touch, letting her lips move against yours in a heated rhythm as the pair of you began to moan into each other's mouths.
you quickly disconnected your lips before you couldn't resist anymore, alessia's hand tightening its grip on yours once your lips began their sloppy attack on her pulse point once more, the blonde no longer resisting as she began letting out all the moans and whimpers and gasps and whispers of your name as she pleased.
you encouraged her noises with your tongue sloppily running down her neck, reaching the part of her neck that connected to her collarbone, the area you knew all too well as alessia gripped your hand even tighter in pleasure once you started sucking at her sweet spot.
alessia trailed off, her hips bucking up into yours involuntarily as you moaned against her neck, the blonde gasping as your teeth dug into the hickey you'd just formed.
"you weren't complaining last time i did this the night before an event."
you mumbled cheekily against her neck, your girlfriend scoffing at your cockiness as she let you continue claiming her as your own with pleasurable hickeys, your lips moving back up to her pulse point just where her neck vein would usually pop out during a match.
you pulled away a little too soon for her liking though as she pushed you further into that area once your lips detached from her.
"please, just a little longer. that one feels so good."
she begged into your ear, yourself immediately obliging and latching your lips to her pulse point again until a hickey formed that was practically yellow with how long she'd asked you to stay on that area for, no doubt going to be painful for alessia the next morning.
alessia trailed off as you looked at her expectedly, your fingers tracing the hickeys and pushing down on some of them just to be evil, the italian's eyes fluttering shut in pleasure as her head was thrown back against the couch once more.
"kiss me- kiss me here, please baby. want it- need it so bad."
alessia's hand on your waist travelled up to your free hand, her eyes connecting with yours as she guided it to her sweet spot, a smile growing on your face as you saw how desperate something as simple as neck kisses could make her in a matter of moments.
"of course, baby. wanna make you feel good no matter what."
you teased, your girlfriend letting out a sigh of relief when you told her you'd continue to mark her neck as much as she wanted, moving your lips to her sweet spot as she immediately let out a groan of your name.
butterflies erupted in your stomach as you moaned against her neck, deciding to be a little bit more rough in order to get out more reactions like that as she continued to grip your hand tightly, your free hand roaming all over her body just the way she liked you to whenever you felt like worshipping your girl's body- which was all the time.
(that also meant your hand was under her shirt and scratching at her abs, only to make her moan your name even more. definitely not an excuse to feel her abs.)
"just like that- feels so good."
alessia mindlessly whined into your ear, whimpering and moaning as her breathing became erratic, throwing her head back further and leaning it to the side as she continued to breathily cry out your name into your ear.
the next afternoon
"y/n, i look like i got mauled by a vampire or something."
alessia hissed as she traced over the marks you'd left on her neck, yourself walking into your shared bathroom and admiring the state of her neck, handing her makeup to cover it up whilst you sat on the bathroom counter next to her.
"you definitely weren't complaining last night though, were you?"
your girlfriend playfully shoved you as you laughed together, beginning to apply makeup to cover the myriad of love bites you'd left on your lover, hissing every now and then out of pain as they were still sensitive.
you sat and watched her apply makeup without a problem in the world, admiring her natural beauty and definitely admiring the brown suit she was wearing to match with your brown shirt you were wearing alongside blue jeans and white air forces to play it safe.
alessia asked whilst putting her suit blazer on, grabbing her phone as you nodded and the pair of you set off to the event in your shared car.
the first half of the event went by smoothly, your girlfriend seeming to be an expert at applying makeup as her neck looked like it usually would, although it slightly upset you that she hid them you knew it was the best for your images.
i mean, how would the media react if manchester united's star striker showed up to a supposedly family-friendly event with love bites littered all over her neck? not very well, that's for sure.
once you started taking pictures with people though, alessia took off her blazer in complaints of being too hot, rubbing the area of her neck that you'd been mouthing at not even twenty-four hours ago without realising.
you saw the way it affected her once she remembered why that area of her neck was irritated, her replies becoming shorter as a blush spread over her cheeks and she seemingly began to zone out, no doubt replaying the events of last night and what your neck kisses had led to the pair of you doing once alessia couldn't control herself anymore and pinned you down on the couch.
(she opted to leave love bites all over your body, deciding they'd be better off in places she knew only she'd have the privilege of seeing.)
your girlfriend's eyes met yours with her usually baby blue irises having turned darker, a hungry expression on her face only becoming more noticeable once you purposely trailed your eyes up and down her form, lingering on her neck once you realised what she was doing.
alessia was rubbing her neck, no doubt in an attempt to soothe the soreness, but the way her ring and middle finger dipped under her necklaces as she stared at you with an unreadable expression had you going mad- and by the way she was smirking she knew what she was doing.
you had enough at that point, so once you'd finished taking photos with fans you dragged her to the bathroom after making sure no one would notice, once again being conscious of your images if you were seen dragging each other to the bathroom with shared smirks undoubtedly on your faces.
as soon as you got into a stall and locked it behind you, alessia grabbed your hips and pushed you against the door, connecting your lips hungrily and immediately pushing her tongue into your mouth.
you let alessia take control for a moment, tilting your head up so she didn't have to lean down as much before, your hand suddenly pushing her back by her chest once you got too impatient to wait anymore.
you shoved her down so she was sat on the toilet (thankfully the lid was closed) and straddled her lap as best as you could with the space provided, her hands reaching for your hips as yours went to her jaw and pushed her head in the opposite direction to the one it was in yesterday.
you shamelessly mouthed at her neck as she breathed out moans as softly as she possibly could, the both of you utterly obsessed with the feeling of your lips against her neck and the aftermath of your mouth exploring her- to the point that you could memorise the way her skin felt under your lips and draw an exact picture of the expanse of her neck.
alessia's muffles of her moans failed though, so you resorted to placing one of your hands over her mouth, successfully quietening them as she let herself go in trust that you'd keep her quiet.
"you really like this, huh?"
you teased against her neck, your girlfriend smacking your waist as she breathily let out a laugh alongside you, groaning once you bit down on her pulse point.
after a couple more hickeys, plenty more moans of your name and don't even get me started on the amount of whiny begs for you to continue- you decided it was time for you to get back to the event.
you left alessia in the bathroom to take her hair out of its bun, making sure the new love bites were covered, the pair of you meeting again to say goodbye to rachel and deciding it was time to go home- well, more like alessia wanted to go home to continue what happened in the bathroom.
judging by how riled up alessia was when you got home, it's safe to say she has a sensitive neck and loves when you pay attention to it.
