alluring touch || calum hood
synopsis: fuckboy!calum was your roommate and even though he is the embodiment of arrogance and late night stands, indulging into his charm is pretty hard to resist.
warning: mentions/suggestions of sex, suggestions of oral sex, foreplay
a/n: just a heads up, this is a gay writing piece. there is no particular reason as to why i wrote it as a gay piece other than in the moment, it felt right to make it. sorry to the anon who requested this if this isnât what you expected as i did tweak it a bit. if you want a part 2, i can TRY and make a part 2 with actual smut. credits to the gif owner.
inspired by âNew Baeâ - Vic Mensa
masterlist // writing prompt list
There is something about him that made everyone crave him. I donât know if it was his smirk that just seemed to be forever planted on his face, the way he licked his lips teasing whoever his next victim was; to let them know that he could do so much more than moisturise his lips with that tongue, the way his arms looked so strong yet so inviting that if he were to trap you between his body and the wall, you wouldnât mind; or maybe it was his whiskey almost onyx eyes that ironically shined brighter than any star that reels the people in. I honestly donât know, but I donât blame the hopeless for falling into his trap. He certainty knows how to get them good.
His parents shouldâve named him âDickâ considering it suits him very well and thatâs the only head he uses to think with, but no. Thatâs not his name at all. He has a rather strong, masculine name that people just love to moan out. They call him âGodâ, but he honestly just prefers âCalumâ, to make him seem more humble.
I rolled my eyes as I sat in our shared apartment, eating cereal on the couch, watching him escort the lovely and most likely closeted gay male, out the door. Once the door closed I cleared my throat, grabbing Calumâs attention.
â3rd guy this week, Calum and shit it is only Tuesday.â I said as Calum smirked at me.
âWanna be the 4th?â he winked, strolling towards me before sitting down.
I scoffed in disgust as I rolled my eyes once more, getting up from my spot immediately after he sat down.
âYeah how about no.â I answered, drinking the leftover milk from my cereal before putting it in the sink to wash later.
âOh right, because you wouldnât want to cheat on your little boyfriend, huh?â Calum said, stretching his arms over the entire couch back and letting his arms rest on top of them.
âAgain⊠he is not my boyfriend.â I said with annoyance practically oozing from my response as I made him his usual cup of coffee. Calum liked his coffee the way he liked his men; super sweet, light and give him enough energy to be in control of everything. Calum and I have a weird love-hate dynamic between us. I hate him. He loves me. I criticise everything that he does. He constantly flirts with me. I make him coffee and he helps me study for my finals. Itâs extremely odd, but it is how we work.
I carried his coffee mug with both of my hands as I steadily walked over to the couch, making sure not to spill a drop. As I slowly bend forward to put the coffee cup on the table, I felt his eyes staring into my behind. I looked over my shoulder and glared at him. However, he didnât care that I just caught him checking out my ass, in fact it made him stare at it even more, adjusting his body slightly as his eyes trailed from my ass and finally meeting with my eyes.
âChecking my ass out. There is more to me than just my ass, Calum.â
âOh I know. Thereâs your pretty little mouth too and that tongue too.â
My jaw dropped as I quickly stood up straight, clearing my throat. A sudden heat rushed up to my face as I tried to calm down. Calum smirked as he sat up properly and leaned over to grab his coffee.
âThanks for the coffee, Y/N.â Calum said, winking at me.
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