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[captainrikerr5]

Calum Hood performing Streetwise

[lovelettertoilya]

Sex on Fire - Michael Clifford Smut (NSFW 18+)

Content: virgin!mikey, shy!mikey, oral sex (male receiving), AFAB reader, creampie

Listen to: Sex on Fire by Kings of Leon

Author’s Note: hiii i hope you enjoy this <3 feel free to message me for any requests (smut or non-smut!)

The air in the hotel room was thick with the electric remnants of the night, ears ringing from the solid concert that 5 Seconds of Summer had just put on. You and Michael stayed in your shared hotel room together, instead of going out and partying with the rest of the guys.

The two of you shared a bottle and a half of champagne, courtesy of the hotel, and had been snuggling under the covers while watching reality TV. You looked over at Michael, his long eyelashes batting as he watched on, his arms wrapped around you. Man, he is so beautiful.

You slid down in the bed, resting your head on Michael’s torso. Michael let out a slight groan, looking down at you.

“Whatcha doing, babe?” Michael asked, genuinely curious. He began to squirm a little, seemingly uncomfortable now, his face flushing.

You looked up at him, noticing his rosy cheeks. “Oh,” you gasped, “I was just.. getting comfortable.. is that okay?”

“Erm, yes, it’s okay.” Michael hesitated, not wanting to admit to admit that he was getting hard with each second that passed. “I just wasn’t expecting you to lay there.”

You sat up, attempting to look into his eyes, but his failed to meet with yours. “What’s wrong, Mikey?” You pushed, genuinely curious. The two of you had cuddled like this plenty of times before, so you were unsure what the problem was.

Outside the hotel room, the world buzzed on, but inside, you were on the precipice of something new and exciting.

Michael’s eyes finally met yours, “I.. I need you..” he admitted, his face flushing to a whole new shade of red.

“Oh! Are you sure you’re ready?” You asked, knowing he had never had sex before.

Instead of responding, he grabbed your face and brought his head to yours, leaning in for a passionate kiss. His soft lips met yours, this kiss feeling new and exciting, full of electricity. The vibe of the room changed completely- the air shimmering with possibility.

His tongue slipped between your lips, and you gracefully accepted it, allowing it to explore the inside of your mouth. You each let out soft moans, your hands reaching into his colorful hair. “Mm, baby,” you moaned into his mouth, “you’re so fucking sexy. I want to make you feel good.”

Michael never had an issue with the fact that you were more experienced than him in the bedroom, in fact, he thought it was hot.

“Please,” he whimpered, “I’m ready..”

You reached your hand down towards his bulge, palming it. “Oh, baby, you must be so uncomfortable, these jeans are so tight, and you are so hard…. I’ll help you out..” You said in between sloppy kisses.

Michael undid his belt buckle, and you assisted him in pulling down his skinny jeans. “Fuck..” Michael whimpered. Your hands slipped under the elastic band of his boxers, touching his member gently. He threw his head back- the only person to ever touch him was himself. You removed his boxers before continuing.

You reached your dominant hand up towards your mouth and spit on it, then returning your hand to his now throbbing cock. Your hand slid up and down his shaft, your thumb circling around the red, angry tip. Your mouth met his again, giving sloppy, wet kisses.

As you stroked him off, you moved away from his mouth, and down to his neck, giving a light suck.

“Shirt. Off.” you murmured between kisses. Michael happily obeyed your order.

Your kisses trailed further down his pale, yet toned complexion, all while continuing to stroke him off. Your mouth found its way down to his cock, moving your hands to the shaft, and bringing the tip into your mouth. Your tongue swirled around the sensitive area, Michael letting out louder and needier moans.

“Fuck, baby, you make me feel so good..”

You took him in your mouth deeper, nearing the point of deep throating him. You took what you couldn’t fit into your mouth, into your hands, moaning yourself. Your head bobbed up and down as you sucked him off.

“Shit—fuck! I don’t want to come yet.. I need to be inside you, please.” Michael begged.

You removed yourself from him completely, to which he whimpered from the lack of contact. You stood up from the bed, and removed your clothes completely.

Michael moved to the edge of the bed, following you, grabbing your waist, his mouth latching on to your breast. He sucked on your nipple, toying with the other, making sure each one got appropriate attention. Your head fell back from the pleasurable feeling.

Michael’s hands moved down the sides of your body, his dominant hand making its way down to your heat. His finger swiped a line between your lips, “God damn, baby. Are you this wet for me?”

“I’m always this wet for you.” You admitted, moving to straddle him. “I love you, Mikey.” You cooed, lining your entrance up to ride him.

As you slowly sat down, his hard cock began to stretch you out, earning a loud moan from each of you. “Fuck, Michael, you feel so good!” You cried out, allowing yourself to take him in fully.

Michael’s hands cupped your face, smashing his lips into yours, moaning into your mouth as you began to move up and down, slowly. The both of you fell back onto the bed, and you began to slide up and down his manhood.

“Babygirl,” Michael cooed, “I want to fuck you.”

You hopped off of Michael, and playfully yelped when he got up and flipped you onto your back, pulling you to the edge of the bed, throwing your legs over his shoulders.

He lined up his cock to your throbbing pussy, before putting it in slowly. “Fuck!” Michael exclaimed as the sensation of your tight little cunt squeezed him.

“Mikey, baby, you feel so good!” You cried as he picked up the pace. The sound of moans and his hips slamming into your body filled the air, the air thick with sex.

Michael toyed with your clit, rubbing it in circles- he must have learned that from porn, you think to yourself. You get a tingling sensation in your heat, and your stomach was tying itself in a knot—you were getting close.

“Shit, baby, I’m close!” You shout.

“Can I come in you?” Michael asked, thrusting harder into you.

You nodded in agreement, filled with such pleasure that you were unable to give a verbal response. Your walls began to tighten against him, signaling you were about to come.

“F-fuck.. I’m gonna come..” Michael exclaimed, his thrusts becoming sloppy, sweat dripping down his pale complexion.

You felt his cock twitching, and then warm, gooey liquid filling you up. Your body’s immediate response was to come with the last few thrusts he gave.

The two of you sighed in relief, and Michael flopped onto the bed next to you. He rolled onto his side so he was facing you, and with his pointer finger, removed the sweaty pieces of hair from your face.

“That was incredible.” He whispered into your ear. You glanced over at him, smiling.

“Hey, you’re not a virgin anymore!” You teased.

[laughingoutleah]

Calum moodboard!! (Citizen of the Planet - Alanis Morissette) bc im spreading this propaganda and rlly want to see calum edits to her music

All photos from pinterest! (Same w/ all my other posts)

[hollandsmushroom]

Cum and Cookie Dough

Synopsis: Late night sloppy and sweet encounters. 

Masterlist

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Word Count: 2,841

(Not my Gif)

Your phone brought you out of your sleep, its constant buzz for the past few minutes on your night stand, reaching out. The first thing you saw was the time, in big white text it said '3 A.M.' Below that was the contact photo of your boyfriend. You swiped across, answering the call and bringing it up to your ear.

"Why are you calling at 3 a.m?" You groaned, scrubbing a fist into your eye to try and remove the sleepy fog.

"Can I come over?" Cals shockingly perky voice responded.

"I mean, I guess, I'm fucking tired though, and I look terrible, why do you wanna come over?"

"I just wanna see my baby, is that illegal? And I'm sure you look stunning" You mumbled a no in response to the first question, although it was rhetorical, a blush spreading on your cheeks at the compliment. You listened to the silence before You heard a door click closed in the background of the call, alerting you to the fact that he was already getting in his car. "Can we bake cookies?"

"Sure, I'll get the stuff ready" you mumbled, pulling back the covers and shaking your head, trying to wake yourself up. "I'll see you when you get here, love you, bubba" you hummed

"I love you too, Bubbaloo" he responded in a sing-song voice before hanging up.

Your bare feet slid against the cool hard wood, sending a shiver up your body causing goosebumps to spread on your skin, you suddenly missed the comfort of your bed but you were excited to see your boy in a couple minutes.

Stepping into your kitchen you opened the cabinets, grabbing the ingredients for gooey chocolate chip cookies and setting them out on the counter and setting the oven to preheat. You put the kettle on to boil, digging through your cabinets to find your most caffeinated tea, knowing how Cal was and that you were not going to sleep for a long time. As you waited for the water to boil you started to doze off where you stood.

The click off of the kettle brings you back to the world, tearing the tea sachet open and putting it in the cup, pouring the boiling water over it tugging on the tab, watching as the water changed to a darker color as it sloshed softly at the side of the mug.

The sound of knuckles on wood made its way to your ears, shaking your head to perk yourself up again as you reached to the door handle, flipping the lock and opening the door, on the other side stood your boyfriend, loose sweatpants hanging low on his hips and a plain black tee shirt gracing his toned torso. You were wearing one of his shirts that you had stolen months ago and a small pair of sleep shorts, nothing underneath either piece. His soft chocolate eyes drank in your appearance before stepping over the threshold and engulfing you in his muscular arms. His lips met yours messily, sleep evident in both your beings. He pulled back, breath fanning across your face, brushing the hair out of your eyes.

"I've never seen anything more beautiful," he mumbled making you smile and giggle softly holding him close. The oven beeps from the kitchen alerting you to the fact it was now preheated.

"Ooh, the oven is ready!" He spoke excitedly, pulling your hand and guiding you to the kitchen.

"Here is the recipe," you giggled at his childlike demeanor, handing him the cookbook that you had set out earlier. The two of you began to bake, you chose to measure the ingredients because you didn’t trust him to do it right and him sifting them altogether in the bowl. When it came time to mix the wet ingredients in with the dry you put your hands in the bowl as Cal chose to stand behind you, hands slipping under your shirt and cupping your breasts as you worked. You moaned softly at his cold rings on your hot flesh, but the moan got louder as he tweaked your nipples between his fingers, lips going to your neck and sucking gently at the skin, you knew that he was going to leave marks but you were enjoying it too much to tell him to stop. You felt his teeth scrape over the marks he had just made as you started to form the dough into balls and place them on the baking sheet. 

“Cal” you groaned as his hand slid down your body and into the front of your short, dipping the calloused tips of his fingers into your rapidly dampening heat, he began to rub slow circles on your clit, your knees buckled under you as you gripped the counter, but Cal took your hand, sucking your fingers clean of all the cookie dough, his mouth was warm and wet, his teeth gently bumping into your knuckles, a slight pain rapidly soothed but the gentle suck of his mouth. You imagined it must be how his cock feels in your mouth. He took your fingers from your mouth, his lips returning to your neck, biting your earlobe. 

“You gonna cum? You gonna cum on nothing as my fingers grind your clit, let it drip down your leg?” 

“Fuck, Cal!” you screamed, as he ground his bulge into your ass, sucking harshly on your sweet spot and moving faster against your clit, your orgasm rapidly building. “Cal, more” you needed just a little more to send you over the edge and he immediately obliged, his free hand sneaking back underneath your shirt and tuggin on your nippled, rolling it between his fingertips and that was it for you, you came with a scream, your fingers gripping on to the counter as your legs shook, Cals hand between your thighs held you up as your legs couldn’t. Your abs clenched, body lurching slightly forward as his rough fingers kept you at a high for longer than you thought you could. 

“Cal, fuck, Cal” you spat out as you finally came down from your high, your breath coming in pants. Cal took his fingers from your pussy, they glistened with arousal in the low kitchen light, catching your eye, you watched his movements intensely.  He reached for the cookie dough bowl, scooping the final bit of leftover dough onto his two fingers and splitting them apart, cum and cookie dough on each finger. He brought one finger to his own mouth, sucking it clean and releasing a satisfied noise before offering you his other finger which you gladly accepted. It tasted of chocolate and sugar but there was the slight tang of your cum mixed in with the uncooked ingredients. 

You turned around in Cal’s arms, looking him in the eye as you felt his dick press against you, you felt the need to have him, nearly insatiable, the way his pubes tickled the tip of your nose and how soft he felt in your mouth. You held up a finger, signalling him to give you a moment as you slipped from his grasp. Grabbing the baking sheets and placing them in the intensely hot oven before turning back to your wonderfully horny boyfriend who had jumped up and was now sitting on the counter, legs spread and bulge evident as his eyes devoured every inch of you, the rapidly darkening marks on your neck that he had given you, the glisten on your thighs from where you had began to drip, god it all made him want you more. You positioned yourself between his thighs, nails scraping along his sweatpants covered thighs as you got nearer his cock. You looked up at him from between his thighs, eyeing his lip caught between his teeth, holding in moans that built in his throat. You stood up, his face covered with confusion as you tugged his lip from between his teeth. 

“I wanna hear you moan, baby” you whisper, your eyes boring into his, leaning in to kiss him gently, eyelids fluttering closed as your lips meet. “Never hold back again, okay?” you hum as you fell back down so you were mouth level with his cock. You felt the heat radiating off of the warm ove, the cookies baking inside releasing a delicious smell but all you could think about was Cals cock in your mouth. You ran your hand over his bulge, a small whimper coming from the back of his throat at the tender touch. You bit him gently through the cloth, eliciting a moan from him, encouraging you to do more. You reached for his waistband hooking your fingers and pulling down, letting his cock spring free in front of you. Reaching for his hard on, you traced a gentle line up one side, following the pattern of his veins before getting to the tip, you felt as he squirmed under your touch. Without warning you took him into your mouth, tongue swirling around the tip before you went deeper, his tip touched the back of your throat causing you to gag, the sudden contraction of your throat around him made his hips buck upwards, cock going even further down your throat. Your fingernails dug into his hip bone as you saturated to bob your head up and down, his dick hitting the back of your throat with every downward movement. 

“Fuck, Y/n you feel so good, so fucking good,” he moaned, his head falling back and hitting the cabinet, but he didn’t care, his fingers going through your hair. You felt him twitch against your tongue, alerting you to the fact that he was close to cumming. You pulled back, wiping the built up spit from around your lips and look at Calum through your eyelashes. 

“I want you to cum in my pussy” you groaned.

“I want that as well” Calum hummed and just as he was slipping off the counter and grabbing your waist you jumped back. 

“FUCK” you screamed making Cal freakout

“What? Are you okay? What happ-”

“The cookies!” you yell grabbing the oven mits and opening the oven, a cloud of smoke exiting the oven and tainting your vision. You reached in once you could see well enough and pulled the tray of charred treats out. 

“Did you set it on fire?” Cal asked, trying to look over your shoulder. 

“No, they aren’t on fire, they are just burnt to all hell,” you mumble, greatly disappointed at your failed baking endeavor, “Also it wouldn’t have just been me who set them on fire, this” you gestured between the both of you and then to the cookies “was a team effort.” Calum laughed as you set the cookies down, turning the oven off. His hands found your waist, squeezing your hips and pulling upwards signaling for you to jump, which you did. 

“I can think of another team effort I want to do with you” he spoke, leaning into your lips.

“That wasn’t as hot as you thought it was but I love you anyway” you giggle, crashing your lips to his swollen pink ones. His hands on your ass, squeezing the supple flesh and holding you tight to his chest, he walked you both to your bedroom, never leaving from the fight between lips, teeth, and wandering hands. 

The both of you fell onto the bed, Calum hovering over you as his lips stayed on yours, fingers slipping underneath the fabric of your shirt and pulling it up to just above your breast, as soon as the mounds of flesh were uncovered he ducked his head down and took a nipple into his mouth while you finished removing your shirt, as well as awkwardly wiggling out of your shorts, while treasuring the feeling of his lips sucking your pebbled nipples. He pulled back, taking in your naked state, his cock somehow getting even harder as he took in your swollen lips, dazed eyes, and hickey covered neck. He quickly removed his pants, leaving him in just his shirt and you couldn’t help but think of Winnie to Pooh, you giggled as his eyes looked at you to as if he was asking what was funny but instead of answering you stuck your foot out, bunching the fabric between your toes and pulling upwards, effectively removing his shirt from his body. 

“I didn’t know you could do that” he mumbled as he leaned down reattaching your lips with his. 

“I am full of surprises” you mumbled against his full lips. You felt his cock press between your lips, the head teasing your entrance and a moan escaped your lips. His hips eased slowly till you were hip bone to hip bone, every inch of his cock sheathed inside of you, you could practically feel his cock pulsing against your walls as you clenched around him. 

“Fuck, baby, so warm and wet,” he groaned against the shell of you ear as he drew his hips back before pushing forward and into you again. It almost felt like it was too much, how his skin felt slick with sweat as his body gilded against yours, how hot his breath felt, how your walls stretched around him as he pulled in and out of you. You felt like you were on fire, every nerve in your body aware of his gentle touch as he continued to thrust, a familiar heat developing in the bottom of your belly, right where it met his, where your gentle flesh touched. Your toes curled as you dragged your nails down Calum’s back. 

His hands explored your body, running up and down, feeling every curve and bump of your soft body beneath him, there was exhaustion on your tongue and the faintest taste of cookie dough. He felt your nipples rub against his chest, their hardness tugging against his taught flesh as he felt muscles in his lower belly clench. 

“Baby, I’m close” he hummed, continuing to thrust in and out of you, his rate picking up ever so slightly as he felt your pussy clench around him more rapidly. 

“Cum with me, Cal,” you cried as you arched your back into his chest, your fingers tugging at the hair at the nape of Cal’s neck. You felt Cal cum within you, it felt warm and in an odd way comforting, you felt closer than you had ever been. After you had both rode out your highs Cal rolled off of you, both of you in silence as you caught your breath.

As you both lay exhausted in your bed, the smell of burnt cookies still wafting throughout your house but it mostly reeked of sex now. Reaching out you intertwined your hand with Calum’s, turning your head to look at him and finding him already looking at you. 

“Hold my hand and don’t let go” he said in nearly a whisper, squeezing your fingers between his.

“I'm going to have to go to the bathroom at some point, Cal” you giggled, his face mocking extreme hurt. 

“Why can’t you promise me forever?” he cried dramatically, pulling you into his chest and laying on leg over both of yours so you were fully engulfed in his embrace. You laughed at his dramatic antics, enjoying simply existing with him. His fingers traced up and down your back gently soothing you into a nearly asleep state. 

“Baby,” Cal whispered into your hair and you hummed in response. “We have to get ready for bed” he reminded you, pulling you up into a sitting position. You nodded your head slightly before standing up, reaching out for Cal and he grabbed your hand standing with you. You stood in front of the mirror when the dark marks on your neck caught your eye.

“CAL!!” you shouted as you spun to look at him, your hand on your neck touching the tender flesh with the tips of your fingers. 

“Yes babe?” he asked sheepishly, as though he didn’t know what you were talking about.

“How am I supposed to cover these up? There are so many of them and they are so dark!” You exclaimed, slightly exasperated but also very entertained. 

“I'm sure you will figure out a way” he spoke, wrapping his arms around you, continuing to look at your reflection in the mirror. 

“So when can I see you again?” he grinned at you through the mirror, you turned around to meet his gaze, raising your hand and covering his eyes with your palm.

“Right now.” you giggled as you pulled your hand away causing him to laugh at your childish antics. You finished brushing your teeth in silence, Calum using the toothbrush that he kept at yours, the occasional glance to one another making you both smile widely. Once you were both ready, you wandered back to your bed, the sun peeking from beneath the curtains as you finally settled down, falling asleep in each others arms right as the world began to wake up.

Hope yall enjoyed!

@major5sosstan​

[sunshinehem]

i'll be there with you one day

im crying so bad.

but -why cry when you can eat pizza?-

[stupidxnerd]

Guys I'm going to be be honest,

I miss short-curly-hair-white-gucci-shirt-thirst-trap-calum era 😔

[thatscoolbaby]

calum + duke = s o f t 

[reddesertstan]

at this point these photos literally own me