08.05.15

a blog dedicated to the long distance relationship between katelyn and alejandro

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Ruthless

Imagine Person A putting their head on Person B’s very pregnant belly, overjoyed at how they’re going to become a parent. Then the baby kicks A in the face. The time on Katelyn’s phone screen read 3:18 AM, the bright screen lighting up the dark room. It had been another sleepless night, consisting of laying down or going to the bathroom. She sighed, setting the phone on her giant stomach. The joys with pregnancy; she couldn’t sleep at night, but she had a place to set her phone before the baby would come out at any time now. She looked over at her husband, Alejandro, who had been sound asleep. Katelyn smiled gently, looking at her stomach once again. “I can’t wait until you’re out here,” she whispered, rubbing her stomach soothingly. “I'll get to look at you. And sleep on my stomach." “Rosemary keeping you up again?” Katelyn attempted to flip over to look at Alejandro, laughing a little. “Yeah, the usual. Did I wake you up?” She asked, looking at his tired face. “Yeah, but it’s fine,” he replied, scooting closer to the heat she radiated. “I don’t mind if it’s you talking to the baby that keeps me up." She smiled, closing her eyes for a moment. "You know," he started, resting his head on her round tummy, "I really can't wait to be a father and have two of the best girls in world in my life. Spoil the both of you..." Alejandro laughed a little, kissing her stomach and laying his cheek back down. "I'm sure Romy will lo-" Katelyn stopped speaking when she felt the baby kick, hitting Alejandro straight in the face. "Did she just-" "YES." "OH MY GOD." Katelyn burst into laughter once seeing shock spread on her husband's face, shoulders shaking. "It isn't funny Katelyn!" Alejandro exclaimed, sitting up to try and calm her down. "She just kicked you in the face, Alejandro!" She said through laughter, running a hand through her hair. "I have never related to an unborn baby so much. She's me." "I can't wait."

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High Score

‘Person B gets addicted to a mobile game and spends nights awake. Person A confiscates person B’s gadgets to make them sleep. Person B sulks, but eventually gives up and falls asleep. Person A sits beside them, watching them in their sleep and smiles, stroking their hair.’

“This game was made for little kids.”

“You were made for little kids.”

The digital alarm clock that was on the nightstand next to the couple’s bed read 12:13 AM, the only main light coming from the dark room being Katelyn’s phone. It had been a few weeks since she had downloaded a random game out of boredom, not knowing that the simple point of the game would be so addicting to a young adult like her.

Of course, this kept her and Alejandro awake most of these nights, from the screaming every single time she lost or him just entertained from how concentrated she was on making a big tower of pancakes. But it had recently gotten to the point where it changed her sleep hours totally, and all of her free time went to beating her record.

“I really think that you should get some sleep… I mean, don’t you have classes tomorrow?” He asked, hoping the excuse of school would help.

“One more time,” Katelyn said blandly in reply to his point, the cartoon tower getting bigger and bigger with each swipe she made. “It won’t kill me.”

“Yes, but it kills me,” Alejandro said quickly and snatched the phone from her hands, making the pancake tower fall and the game being over with no high score being beaten.

“Alejandro!” She gasped, flinging the blankets off her body in attempt to grab her phone out from his hand. Unfortunately, she was much smaller than him, and could barely even each to his wrist. She’d never be able to grab it fast enough.

“I’m doing this because I love you,” he said and turned off her phone, the device still tight in his hand. “And I know that you need sleep. This game is ruining your brain.”

“But I love it,” she pouted, rolling off of him and laying on her back. “Just let me try again to beat my high score. My sister downloaded it and had best my record already and-”

“Tomorrow,” he replied simply, not giving in to any point she would try to make. “You can try again tomorrow.”

“I never mess with you when you play your dumb games. Let me play mine and be free,” she grumbled tiredly and flipped onto her side, her back to him at that moment.

“Goodnight, Katelyn.”

“I’m going to beat you up.” ~ ~ ~ ~ The time was now 12:39 AM, and Katelyn was out like a light after a moment or so of sighing and one random attempt to grab her phone. Luckily, Alejandro played watch dog and made sure another night of Pancake Tower didn’t happen.

She now was huddled close to his body for warmth, securely in his arms and finally peaceful. Alejandro couldn’t help but smile at his success and gently stroke her hair when he pulled an arm away, pulling the blankets closer to their bodies.

The real winner was Alejandro.

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Fashion *SMUT*

“Let Daddy see what's under your skirt.” He sat back on the couch, peering up at his lover with lustful eyes. Hours before, she had suggested a little fashion show, eager to show her Daddy an outfit that she came up with all on her own, knowing he would love it dearly. She only had lifted the short a black skirt a tad bit, her fingers moving fron the top of her thigh-high socks to lift and reveal the dark and lacy underwear that was hidden. Her chest had been slightly popping out of the white shirt, the matching bra that went with the panties visible through the slightly transparent shirt. The perfect outfit for her perfect Daddy. "That's all?" He said, feigning a sad voice and sitting up a bit to pat his lap. "Come here." She could tell that it was definitely a demand, but still stood there a bit hesitantly. What had suddenly came into his head? What did he want to do once she sat down. Her eyes filled with curiosity and a slight bit of worry, something he could tell. "Don't worry, tulip. I won't hurt you." And from that point, it didn't take her much more pursuing to get her to sit. It only took Daddy's comforting words and a cute nickname for her to sweetly say "okay" and slide into his lap, both legs resting on the side of his body. This granted him a bit of access for his hands to trail up her legs and to meet at her ass, gently groping her as he spoke in a sultry tone. "As much as I love this outfit on you, I want it off of you more than ever." No more words were spoken before their lips met for a passionate kiss, needing the taste of one another on their tangling tongues. Hands lingered; hers up to his face, and his down her legs to feel every inch of them. The clothes started to come off when Daddy laid her quickly yet gently onto the couch, his hands reaching for each sock before swiftly taking them off and tugging off the skirt. Without a single word, she had lifted her arms to assist the removal of her shirt, the white fabric almost flying across the room. She was left in her bra and panties, and he had been left in his sweatpants that were barely controlling his hardening member. Their lips connected once against for a quick kiss, Daddy moving away for his to get in contact with the rest of her body. His lips slowly trailed away from her lips with each pressed kiss down her neck, gently nipping at each collarbone before finally reaching her breasts. With one hand keeping him slightly propped up, the other moved to unhook her bra and get it off, exposing her chest once and for all. "You're so beautiful," he muttered before his lips went down to gently kiss at each breast, biting down on the inside of one to get a loud gasp from her, hands going into his hair. "Please, Daddy," she begged, words barely able to form as his kisses eventually trailed lower. "I-I can't... I need you, Daddy. Now." "Now?" He questioned, bottom lip resting on her stomach as be looked up at her. "I've barely started, baby, I-" "Now." She blurted, eagerly raising her hips. "Take them off. My panties. Please, Daddy. I need you, I need you, I need you." Her being vocal about her impatience got to Daddy, and usually he would stall much more to drive his little princess insane. But the wait and clear need got to him, and all in one swift movement, he swiped the soaking panties off her and sat up a bit. "Just this once, baby," he muttered as he took off his sweatpants frantically, "just this once that I'm allowing you to earn this so easily. Understood?" "Oh, of course Da-" Her breathy words had been cut off by a pleasured noise, the feeling of her daddy's cock inside her without warning. Another moan was let out when he slowly started to thrust in and out of her, getting a rhythm down with his body moving with hers, legs slightly lifted for more access to the weakest spot in her. It had turned into a mess of moans and words as the pair went on, her hands gripping at her daddy's back or the cushions on the couch. It had been such a euphoric moment for the both, the living room full of lust at each corner a wall would meet. "You're such a good girl, baby. Showing Daddy an outfit you picked out, listening so well and using your words," he mumbled into her skin, getting a blurred vision when he drew near to orgasm. No clear words came out of either mouths when they both climaxed, Daddy pulling out this time to paint a splattered picture on her weak yet happy body. Afterwards, he had collapsed onto the couch with her, both trying to catch their breath after the quick and hot moment they had just shared. "Daddy?" She eventually spoke out, grabbing his attention quickly. "What is it, honey?" "Can... I go clean up?" He simply nodded, the approval getting a happy hum out of her as she gently pecked his cheek, getting to her feet and staggering to the bathroom, legs weak from being lifted. But it didn't matter; she had Daddy to carry her around.

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Summer Lovin' *SMUT*

Sliding down, she felt every inch of his hard length fill her. The sounds of her satisfied noises filled the room as the fading summer air creeped up the exposed skin of her back. He looked up at her with a lazy smile. Resting a hand on her waist as the other went swiftly across his forehead, he relaxed further into the couch as he relished in the marvelous sensation of her.

“Go on,” he encouraged after a moment of motionless satisfaction. Her airy laugh with the exhaustion of the sunny day in response as she set her hips to work. She glided up smoothly, feeling the way he exited her tightened walls until the head was nestled right at her entrance before she came back down again, harder with every new thrust. He felt undeniably amazing, and she could tell that he was enjoying himself by the way his head rolled back on the suede couch, gentle grunts erupting from his chest from her movement, watching her through the sultry slits of his eyes.

There was nothing she loved more than this. Seeing her boyfriend come undone as she rode him; even more so on a lazy afternoon where they were both unbelievably tired yet bursting at the seams with lust after plenty of days without. Soon after she started, he began to reciprocate with both of his hands now laying upon her hips, a little firmer as his own hips started to roll hard into her wet heat. A gasp escaped her at the way he angled himself just right to hit her sweet spot. She maintained balance with her palms resting against his chest, feeling the way the muscles rippled beneath the skin as he pumped himself into her.

After a moment of familiarizing, you fell into a rhythmical pattern of lovemaking, meeting each other in the middle as she moved down and he lifted up; the pair smiling meekly with the success of the perfectly equated pleasure. But the light was soon chasing through her veins, filling them with blinding white that threatened to succumb her with any given thrust, any given shift in the angle as the pace quickened and- there.

Bliss washed over her body as she collapsed against him. Breathing short and ragged, she pressed her lips to his collarbone and his fingertips glided up her spine. His nose nuzzled into her hair in search for the rosy flesh of her mouth, which she granted to him with a smile and a kiss that tasted like mango.

“It’s really hot.”

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They're All Dumb

“Resourcefulness, cunning, ambition, self-preservation, cleverness, fraternity.” “Hard work, fair play, patience, kindness, tolerance, unafraid of toil, loyalty.” A Slytherin and a Hufflepuff were supposed to be one of the most ridiculous pairings, but that wasn’t true. Hufflepuffs and Slytherins are the best pair possible. With Slytherins, Hufflepuffs don’t feel pressure to open up or act a cetain way. The Slytherin’s negativity contrasts with Hufflepuff’s positivity in a sweet way. They keep each other grounded. Slytherins trust Hufflepuffs, and Hufflepuffs trust Slytherins. That was Katelyn and Alejandro. The fair boy that settled down the cunning girl; the clever girl that cheered on the kind boy. It wasn’t a troublesome relationship- it was special and sweet. Their favorite thing was secret meetings. Both of them knew that it was against the rules of having outside house guests or being out and around past curfew, but Katelyn didn’t care. They never were able to have enough private time, and these small meetings was something to cherish. Alejandro would always wait for his ridiculous Slytherin to softly knock on the door of the Hufflepuff house, jumping up from the couch to greet the tiny lover, standing awkwardly in the shadows waiting for him to answer. The Hufflepuff pulled Katelyn into the room to capture her in a soft kiss, her hands reaching or tangle in his rough hair for the little and bliss moment. When the two broke apart, he pulled her more into the room to a small corner by the fire, where there was treats, hot chocolate and blankets. There, they settled into the couch and sipped their warm drinks under the blankets, butterfly kisses being exchanged. “Did you get to see earlier when Claudia tripped Alyssa during lunch, and how Ariana ended up putting a jinx on the both of them?” Katelyn asked with a small giggle, tracing small hearts into the scarf that her grandmother gave to Alejandro as a gift. Both had one that were their house colors. "How could I have missed it?" He replied with a small laugh, shaking his head. "Everyone had to have seen or heard Alyssa screeching. But you missed out on what happened in my potions class today. Jey put too much worm wood in a potion and she ended up turning her whole row purple. I'm surprised one of your Slytherin friends didn't end her." "We're known as 'The Great', not the monsters." Both ended up breaking into a stifled fit of laughter as they cuddled close to each other, only getting closer. When they had their endeavors, talking about how dumb their friends were was such a normal thing. And they knew about it, too; they just let it happen, because the couple didn't have the intention of being rude, and they were happy. Throughout the night, the only time the boy and girl wouldn't talk was for small make out sessions, or when they would hide when they thought they heard an awake Hufflepuff walking around. They were never caught. It was a bit past midnight when Katelyn decided it was time for her journey back to her house. "You know," she started, pecking her Hufflepuff one last time before taking a small step out the door, back into the comforting and silent darkness that she knew so well these nights. "Our friends are a little dumb." He nodded with a gummy smile, staring down at his Slytherin. "They say the same thing about us, but at least we don't act like the weird Ravenclaw couple." They both laughed before kissing again, the shorter one wandering back down the halls to bed, a smile on Katelyn's face the whole way back. Yes, they all were dumb, but they got to be dumb together.

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Early *SUGGESTED SMUT*

Four-oh-fucking-eighteen in the morning. The student teacher told herself that she could wait for the attention of her boyfriend for hours, but her patience was always so thin. Alejandro woke up to her gentle touches; the soft brushes of the lips, lingering fingers on his shoulders and neck. Sighing contentedly, he pulls Katelyn’s body flush against his chest and tries his best to blink away the sleep that was still in his eyes. "Hey weirdo,” he mumbles and his little angel laughs, still pressing soft kisses to Alejandro’s sleepy face. When the girl finally pulled away, she looked up at her boyfriend. Alejandro almost whimpers at the sight because god, she looked so beautiful with tousled bed hair and sleepy eyes. She kisses him again and it’s warm and soft; he swore time stops during precious seconds like these. He rolls Katelyn over playfully and throws the sheets over both of their heads. He kisses her everywhere. Her cheeks, her nose,her closed eyes, while idly tracing lines across Katelyn's bare skin, exploring the sharp lines and soft contours he already knew by heart. They stay like that for what feels like hours, Alejandro pressing soft, sweet kisses to her pretty, cherry red lips, their limbs a tangled mess. But those gentle and sweet moments was soon followed by a much stronger passion, that made the monsters who were just leaving were to believe that the two truly became one.

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Cracked Lips

The winter wind was always fierce in Ohio, dancing across the skin and encouraging one to simply nuzzle their face into their scarf. This had been Alejandro’s problem. He thought that he was going to die in such weather, while his “Northern” girlfriend was happy about the cold of Cleveland. He whimpered weakly when the itchy wool came into contact with his chapped and pained lips, losing the battle against his own clothing and also mother nature. But the soft tapping on his arm as the two waited at the bus stop reminded him of Katelyn, who had been the one to practically force the idea of going out for lunch into the young adults head. “Are you okay?” She asked with a small laugh, those her face showing more worry than teasing. She shuffled closer to her boyfriend, the snow kicking around her big combat boots. “Yeah, yeah,” his teeth chattered, wincing at the harsh gust of wind that quickly brushed by the two. “It’s j-just reallyyy cold and my lips are cracked.” “Lake effect. Welcome to Cleveland State,” she mused out in a happy and cute voice, scooting under one of his arms and bringing a hand to his face to unsettle the chapped lips from bundles of wools. “Come here.” Tentively, Katelyn leaned up to Alejandro, kissing his lips with care. Her mouth was undeniably warm, soft and soothing against his as she delicately parted his lips with the tip of her tongue. Slowly, she traced a smooth line on the cracked flesh, tasting the saltiness that was in the tiny crack of the center of his smile. Upon pulling away, their noses brushed gently, not moving too far from each other. "Better?" She questioned in a hopeful tone, looking up at him. "Mm, still chapped." Giggling softly, she dampened her lips with a small swipe of her tongue before kissing him once more. The goofy smirk she wore turned into a soft smile at his mumble of approval, tucking her body closer to his with the arm that rested on her shoulder. The way their lips moved effortlessly together deepened, and the cold air that would creep through the layers of their clothing was long forgotten at this point. Katelyn hoped the bus would miss their stop.

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"Turning Saints Into the Sea" *SMUT*

“I wish you were ugly sometimes.”

The grade school teacher turned her head to look at the journalist, a look of curiosity spread on her face.

“What? Why?”

“Because I’m the jealous puppy type.”

The woman on the right of her fiancé laughed almost in an angelic way, causing the man on the left to pout and sigh.

“Don’t laugh at me, Katelyn.” He whined, grabbing the other’s arm under the blankets of their shared bed. “I hate when other men look at you in that way.”

“Alejandro, I can’t believe you!” She was able to choke out, her sides almost starting to ache from her amusement.

“I can't help but be protective over my oh-so-goregous soon-to-be wife, who was being flirted with by our waiter at dinner.”

“Ah, so that’s why your acting like this.”

“Wh- like what?”

Katelyn gently tapped Alejandro’s leg, sending him a knowing a look before he buried his face in her neck.

“Like an animal.”

“No idea what you’re talking about,” the journalist muttered in reply, pressing light kisses that turned into little snips at her pale skin.

The teacher smiled, wrapping her own arm around the others torso, the journalist only taking this as permission to climb on top. As he started to press full kisses on his lover’s chin, she giggled and closed her eyes.

“Alejandro!” She squeaked, squirming underneath him to try and break free. When he wouldn’t even budge, she started to move a bit more, softly patting his chest until her lover finally responded by pushing her legs together and between his own, holding her by the wrist and locking her on the bed.

“Wh-at are you doing?” She couldn’t help but ask, getting aroused by the other’s actions. Her words got a sigh of annoyance out of him.

“Mm. Stop moving,” he ordered, his lips only pulling away from her body a little before he moved back down to litter her skin with kisses. This had her quiet for the smallest moment, before she started to squirm again, too turned on.

“I said, stop moving.” Alejandro’s voice was deeper, almost growling against Katelyn’s skin before kissing her square on the lips. The tongues twirled together, tasting each other.

“I-if you’re going to do something, do it now.” She was able to speak out when their lips weren’t together anymore, but attempting to thrust her hips upward.

This got a low chuckle out of the other. “No way. It’s my cock you’re getting and you’ll be getting it when it’s time.” He kissed her jawline and went lower, licking his neck.

This made Katelyn’s breath hitch, freezing in place at the feeling and letting the other continue kissing her body.

“You know, it’s a good think that you only sleep in your underwear sometimes.” Alejandro commented, getting lower and lower, twirling his tongue around one nipple and his hand went to go rub and twist the other pink nub. His hands traced down her body, past her belly button and to the waistband of the teacher’s panties.

“It makes it so much easier to undress your little body,” the journalist added, pulling the soft and somewhat lacy material down her smooth legs. His hands traveled everywhere but where she would want him to touch- Alejandro held her waist, running up and down her soft legs, but denying what she needed- her wet and needy core. He gently tapped her hips eventually, ordering her to turn over.

“I-I don’t want to,” Katelyn couldn’t help but whine, letting out a shaky breath before pushing her round ass into his crotch.

He bit back a moan, closing his eyes for a moment before forcibly turning her around and getting her on knees.

“You called me an animal,” he pointed out to his turned on and surprised lover, whispering in a sultry voice. “Now, I’m going to fuck you like one.”

She shivered a bit at his words, getting weak in knees before even being touched by the other. “O-okay.”

“Good girl,” he muttered before preparing himself behind her, lining up his body with hers. “Ready to be fucked like an animal?” He asked, not even waiting for an answer before he pushed into her entrance.

“F-fuck.” Katelyn whimpered as she felt the other slowly move in and out of her body and her breath slightly shaky.

“So tight.” Alejandro added before he started to move and rabbit his hips back and forth. Losing rhythm, the journalist re-angled himself before pushing back in with more force, getting a louder noise out of the teacher when he hit the right spot.

“There, there, there!” the teacher shouted in a chant, getting pounded harder with each word when he started to speak.

“Overprotective, you think? I just like to keep what’s fucking mine,” he almost barked, knowing that his lover wouldn’t be able to reply.

“I want people to know what’s mine,” Alejandro reminded, hitting her spot head-on and making her orgasm with a loud gasp, her head dropping low and wanting to just collapse on the bed. But he kept going, riding her through it until he reached his own orgasm.

Still oversensitive from her own hitting quite hard, Katelyn groaned at the slight burning feeling of his warm cum in her, falling to the bed with him when he finally pulled out of her petite and sensitive body.

“What. Was that?” Katelyn eventually asked after a moment of silence, turning to face her beet red lover who had mumbled something. She gently kicked him.

“Don’t mumble, Alejandro.”

“I just want you to be mine.”

The teacher pouted a little and let out a sigh, crawling over to him slowly and getting them both into a cuddling position.

“I am yours. Forever.”