Because someone might as well!? And look at this. Look. At. This.
Does this look right to you??
These are just the last three fics I wrote. I appreciate the likes, believe me I do, but you have to understand. Likes do nothing for content creators. It’s the reblogs. Because that’s how you find shit on your dashboard. Through reblogs. Not likes. This isn’t twitter or tiktok or instagram. This is a website that’s run by the reblog system.
Reblogging helps content creators put their stuff out there. Why do you think so many people stopped writing fanfic and creating beautiful fanart and edits? It’s because they put in hours of work and don’t get nearly enough notes for their masterpieces. Yes we do this because we enjoy it but like...some validation won’t hurt. A boost of confidence here and there might be all someone needs to finish whatever thing they started and left.
This is the exact reason I started reblogging my own shit. May make me look like an asshole but I share my stuff so other people can see, not just me. If that were the case, I wouldn’t post at all.
Meeting Calum at a club was one of the best nights of your life. He was extremely sweet and always took care of you. It had been six months since you met that night and you had spent nearly every night at his apartment.
Tonight was no different. First he cooked dinner. He made steak tips and garlic mashed potatoes. For dessert he had picked up a strawberry short cake from a local bakery that he knew you loved.
After dinner you moved to the living room where he had set up a movie. You grabbed one of the blankets from the back of the couch and laid down with your legs on his lap. He gently rubbed your legs as you watched the movie. Of course he could tell he was driving you crazy with the tips of his fingers as he ran them from your ankle, up your thigh, to your hip, over your stomach that was slightly exposed and back down your leg.
You turned to look at him. He was already looking at you. He right away leaned over and grabbed the back of your neck, smashing his lips to yours. You fisted his curls in your hand as you moaned into his mouth, he took the chance to slip his tongue into your mouth. He shifted so he was between your legs. You instantly wrapped your legs around him pushing his butt with the heels of your feet to feel him against you. You lifted your hips to get some friction from him.
He held you down with one hand and pulled back so you could both catch your breath. He kissed your jaw before kissing down your neck. You arched your back into him waiting for him to do something more. You whined as he lifted your shirt to expose your stomach and kissed around your belly button.
“Please, Cal.” You whispered. Sex had always been intense with Calum. It was always a get the job done type of deal. Of course he always made sure it was pleasurable.
“Be patient.” He smirked. He slowly took your shirt off. He admired your bra for half a second before he unclipped it and threw it to the side. Right away he bit down on one of your nipples. You moaned, arching your back and held the back of his head to you. He swiped his tongue over it before moving and doing the same to the other.
He pulled back and kissed down your stomach, getting closer to the spot where you wanted him most. You lifted your hips as he kissed your hips and hooked his fingers into your leggings and quickly pulled them down. When he moved to look you in the eye, you grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. You ran your hands down his chest, over his tattoos and down to the waistband of his boxers that were hanging out over his grey sweatpants.
“Please.” You said looking from your hand and up to his eyes.
“Anything you want, Kitten.” The nickname always drove you crazy. He quickly pulled your pants down, spreading your legs and laying between them. He right away sucked hard on your clit. You grabbed his hair with one hand and covered your mouth with the other. The neighbors didn’t need to hear everything that was happening. Of course he loved listening to the noises you make, often holding your hands down so he could hear every little thing that came from your mouth.
He added two fingers, staying slow to drive you insane. You squirmed which got him impatient and he held your down looking at you. You gripped his shoulder with the hand that was covering your mouth.
“You’re amazing.” He smirked, pulling away and wiping his mouth. You breathed out, sitting up and shoving him back against the couch. You quickly climbed into his lap, kissing him hard before pulling his sweatpants off. Just as fast as he was able to get his boxer’s off, you had him in your mouth. He leaned back and let you work. One of his hands was behind his head and the other was holding your hair. You pumped him with your hand and hollowed out your cheeks, looking up at him. He smiled at you, wanting nothing more than to kiss you.
“Just like that, Kitten.” He huffed throwing his head back as you took him into the back of your throat. He never wanted this to end but knew that he wouldn’t last much longer. He pulled you off. You climbed back onto his lap, slowly grinding into him. You gripped his shoulders as he lifted you just enough that he could slip into you. You gasped as he entered you and you both moaned when he finally pushed all the way in. He held your hips as you ground your hips into him.
He helped guide before bringing his thumb to rub your clit. He was gentle but giving you just enough pressure to bring you close to your orgasm. His finger’s stopped and he lifted you off of him. He quickly got up and shut the blinds to the balcony door before lifting you and carrying you to his bedroom. He threw you on the bed and you quickly got on your hands and knees. He smacked your ass a few times, making your cheeks red before thrusting into you. He held your hip with one hand and ran his other up and down your back. Once his hand was finished with the adventure on your back, he moved it around to rub your clit.
You moaned, your head and hair falling forward and blocking your face. Calum grabbed your hair and pulled your head up. His thrusts became harder and faster just as your moans picked up.
“Calum!” His name fell from your lips driving him faster. You had to remind yourself to breathe as he thrust into you. The pleasure was almost too much to handle. He knew that you were getting close. He kept the same pace, listening to your moans. You clenched around him before orgasming. He rode out your high before flipping you over. He hovered over you, spreading your legs as far as they could go and thrust back into you. Now that you got yours, he could get his. He thrived on making sure you got yours first. His thrusts were sloppy and he was kissing your neck, your chest, anything he could reach. You scratched down his back, arching your back and before your could stop yourself you moaned out,
“I love you.” His thrusts instantly stopped.
“What?” He asked looking down at you. Your eyes widened. Your brain finally catching up with what you said. You had never said those words to him before. Hell you had never told him your feelings for him. You had been seeing each other for six months but had never made anything official. If people asked you said he was your boyfriend but he never put a label on you.
“Nothing.” You quickly answered. He seemed alarmed and quickly pulled out. You sat up shocked. “What’s wrong?” You asked suddenly, very aware of the fact that you were naked. You grabbed a pillow and covered yourself with it. Calum was digging through his dresser and slid on a pair of shorts.
“You should go.” He said, turning to look at you. You shook your head confused. He always let you spend the night after having sex.
“What?” You asked. “Calum, I didn’t mean what I said.” You right away tried to backtrack.
“Of course you meant it! You wouldn’t have said it if you didn’t mean it!” He shouted. At the beginning of your night you would have never pictured this happening.
“Is it really that big of a deal? We can just forget I even said it.” You huffed.
“No. I can’t do this anymore. Not now that I know you’re catching feelings.” You were a little taken back by his words.
“You don’t feel the same?” You asked. “I thought-” You looked at him. You thought that he had some type of feelings for you. I mean he couldn’t actually keep this going for this long if he didn’t have feelings for you right?
“No. I don’t love you.”
“You don’t even have a little feelings towards me?” You questioned. “We’ve been having sex for months. How could you not like me?” Of course you weren’t perfect, you knew that you had some issues but now looking at Calum, he had a fear of commitment. “You’re a coward.” You got off the bed and quickly went to the living room. Finding your clothes scattered around and quickly getting dressed. He didn’t follow you to make sure you got out.
Calum knew that he shouldn’t have let it go on for this long. He knew that he would never develop feelings for you. He never caught feelings for anyone. No matter how much or how great the sex was. He watched you walk out his door knowing that his commitment issues were always going to ruin the good things in his life.
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