#paulgasm

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Look at that picture and listen to the bass on this track - Paulgasm guaranteed.

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   GUESS WHO’S BACK LOVES!! I am! I’m so very sorry that it has been so long since I’ve written/posted a new fanfic. I just got super busy with school and graduating and such! But no need to fear, more Paulgasms are here! Haha. Thank you for all of your endless support, love, and dirty ideas for Paul fanfics to fuel my fire! LOL. Enjoy loves!         

To Tease or Not To Tease ;)

      Paul lay down over the sheets of the hotel bed; still wet and glistening from the shower he had just taken. He lay there with only a towel to cover up his hips and crotch, watching as you walked into the bathroom to take a shower, you giving him a teasing wink before you closed the bathroom door. Paul closed his eyes, letting his mind wander to you in the shower thinking, “Why don’t I just go in there with er’, why the hell am I still ere’?” But, then Paul looked down at the towel draped across his waist, his hard and already aching member sticking up from underneath the towel, making a bit of a tent. Paul bit his lip and had a new idea.

           Paul started to slowly run his hand up and down his extremely hard member through the towel, letting out soft moans, your name escaping from his lips. He teased himself by slowly rubbing his thumb around the tip of his cock in slow circles, feeling some of his pre-cum soak through the towel. As soon as he heard you turn the shower off he threw off the towel and started to pump his cock in his hand hard, but slowly, he wanted this to be the first thing you saw when you walked out of the bathroom. His moans started to become louder as he stroked his member harder and faster, biting down on his lip and trying not to get himself to close to the edge. As you started to walk out of the bathroom you heard, well at least you thought you heard, Paul moan desperately, “F-fuck me Y/N.”

           Your mind was racing and you quickly finished brushing your hair and wrapped your towel around you, quickly walking out of the bathroom. Your jaw dropped to the floor when you saw Paul lying on the bed, his towel thrown to the side, his eyes locked on yours, and his hand gripping his hard and leaking member, still pumping it slowly. “P-Paul, babe why didn’t you just join me in the shower,” you asked biting your lip, feeling yourself become hopelessly wet while watching Paul thrust his hips lightly into his hand, his eyes still locked on yours. “Mmm well luv I wanted to tease ya, make things…interesting,” Paul said this as he ran his other hand down his still wet, glistening torso, his hand still wrapped around his hard member. You bit your lip and let your towel fall to the floor, Paul’s eyes scanned over your body as he bit his lip, “Fuck Y/N c’mere, I-I need you.” You didn’t hesitate, you could tell that he was already close to the edge and you wanted to be the one to make him come, not his hand, although it did look so damn hot.

           You walked over to the bed and immediately straddled Paul’s hips, his hands sliding across your hips to your bum to give it a hard and almost pleading squeeze. You looked down at him, biting your lip as you gripped his cock firmly in your hand, sliding your thumb across the tip of his cock. “P-please baby, don’t ye think I’ve been teased enough,” Paul whined as he let his hands slide over your bum desperately. You nodded and leaned down to whisper in his ear; making sure to leave a trail of wet, open-mouthed kisses across his jawline, making him shiver. “Tell me what you want baby,” you whispered as Paul gripped your hips, thrusting his hips upward in attempt to at least get the tip of his cock inside you. You sucked on the spot behind Paul’s ear, making him whimper as he groaned, “I-I want ye to ride me cock baby, please,” he begged, making you shiver and grind your wet folds slowly up and down the length of his cock. You kissed him hard, biting down on his bottom lip softly as you slowly pushed all of his cock deep inside you, making him moan loudly and dig his fingertips hard into your hips. “F-fuck Paul, mmm y-you’re so hard,” you moaned as you started to grind against his cock at a slow pace. Paul started to thrust his rock-hard cock in and out of you desperately, giving your bum a hard spank making you grind against his cock harder and faster. “That’s it Y/N, r-ride me cock nice and hard like the good little girl I know ye are,” Paul said breathlessly, his hands still squeezing your bum. This made you moan loudly, and you sat up, bouncing up and down on his cock as hard as you could, throwing your head back and running your hands down his wet chest. Paul’s hands gripped your hips harder, thrusting upward to meet your pace, making you both moan loudly, bringing you both close to the edge. “F-fuck Y/N, I-I’m gonna come,” Paul moaned breathlessly as he held you in place, thrusting upward into you, his thighs smacking against your bum as he pounded into you as hard as he could. You leaned down to suck and lick his neck, leaving marks all over his neck, moaning against his skin, “M-make me come baby, please,” you begged as Paul shivered underneath your touch. He couldn’t say anything due to the intense feeling building up in his stomach, he just groaned and thrusted as hard as he could, hitting your sweet spot and making you come all over his leaking cock. Your walls tightened around his cock and his thrusts became sloppy and desperate, “Y/N Oh fuck,” Paul screamed as he came inside of you, his cock twitching against your walls, making you moan and bite down on his shoulder.

           After the two of you calmed down, Paul rolled you onto your back, hovering above you and kissing you hard and passionately. You moaned softly into the kiss and let your hands glide up and down his back. Paul looked at you, biting his lip and said, “I think ye left a few marks on me neck miss, I should return the favor, don’t ye think?” You bit your lip and whined as Paul gave you a menacing little smirk and went to work on your neck. He sucked on your neck, swirling his tongue around as he did, leaving a trail of hickies up and down your neck. You shivered as he bit your neck softly, running his tongue over where he has just bitten, making you moan. “Mmm that’s me good girl,” Paul moaned against your neck as you whimpered and could feel yourself getting hopelessly turned on again. Let’s just say that, by Paul returning the favor and giving you matching hickies to his, the both of you couldn’t help but go at it again, but this time Paul was on top and the one in charge.

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Hello loves! FINALLY POSTING MY OLD PAUL VALENTINE'S DAY FANFIC!! This is by far my most favorite one that I have written so far. Probably the best one as well. This is my Valentine's Day gift from me to you! Hope you enjoy it! I even made this lovely edit to go along with it! Again, thank you so so much for your endless support! 

xoxo

It was Valentine’s Day and you were all by your lonesome. You had thrown on some clothes not paying attention to your appearance at all. You had, “I haven’t got someone to spend Valentine’s Day with,” written all over you, from your messy hair to your outfit that you had thrown on lazily. Not only did your appearance give away not having a Valentine, the grocery bag filled with heart shaped chocolates and the stack of chick flicks under your arm gave you away as well. You had a lovely Valentine, except he wasn’t even in the same country as you. You were all the way in London, England while your boyfriend (Old Paul), was all the way in New York promoting his new album, “Kisses On The Bottom.” He had called earlier in the morning, sadness in his voice, telling you how much he loved you and that you’d have your Valentine’s Day as soon as he got back. You could hear the longing in his voice for you and you had to fight your tears away, pledging your love for him as well. His voice alone melted your heart, and your voice melted his heart as well.

As you juggled the chocolates and movies in one arm you unlocked the door to Paul and yours flat with the other. You almost debated going in for a second. Knowing Paul wasn’t going to be waiting for you at home with his loving arms wide open and his lips eagerly ready to kiss yours. But you thought to yourself, “Well I haven’t got any other place to go, do I?” So, with a heart filled with sorrow and your lip pouted into a slight frown you opened the door slowly. As you stepped into your flat an aroma of sweet pink roses flooded your nose. You turned around, mind curious as to why your flat smelled of roses, and to your surprise saw a trail of pink roses leading to Paul and yours bedroom, lit up by a scattered line of small white candles.

Your heart seemed to stop beating for a split second while your mind registered the scene that had unfolded before your eyes. Then it hit you, the only person who could’ve done this was your lovely Paul! You quickly followed the trail of roses and candles to your bedroom, stopping at the closed bedroom door. You could hear Paul’s new song, “My Valentine,” playing from behind the door of your bedroom. On the door was a heart shaped note which read, in Paul’s beautiful handwriting, “You didn’t really think I’d leave my Y/N baby alone on Valentine’s Day, did ya?” The biggest smile grew across your face, tears of joy already welling up in your eyes. You were so taken over by your emotions that you were still holding the grocery bag and movies in your hand. With an eager hand you pushed down the handle to your bedroom, opening it slowly, not exactly sure what scene awaited you behind that door, the only thing you knew was the love of your life was there waiting for you.

As the door finally opened your mouth fell open in surprise, your eyes widened and your movies and grocery bag slipped out of your hand. “Surprise to see me darlin’,” a familiar, deep Liverpool accent asked, happiness in his voice. You were speechless, your lovely Paul was laid across your bed on his side, an arm propping up his head, and he was completely naked except for a red heart-shaped pillow embroidered with the words, “Be Mine,” cheekily placed in front of his, most likely excited, member. A big, beautiful smile formed across Paul’s face his big brown puppy dog eyes looking into yours with all the love in the world. “I-I Paul! How did you, I mean h-,” you were cut off by Paul placing his finger to his lips, making a “shhh” noise. “Oh come here my beautiful Y/N, I’m here and that’s all that matters,” he said lovingly and with excitement in his voice. Paul then motioned you over to him seductively, pointing at you and moving his pointer finger in a way telling you to come to him. You bit your lip and obeyed making your way over to him, shedding each layer of your clothing slowly along the way. Oh the things this man did to you, Paul definitely still had his charm, even at 72.

By the time you reached him you were completely naked, Paul’s eyes scanned over your body slowly as he licked his lips, his eyes filled with lust. As soon as you were with in arms distance of him, he pulled you onto the bed, making it so he was hovering above you, his eyes scanning over your lips. Your hands wrapped around the back of his neck as you looked into his beautiful brown eyes, “Did you plan all this you sneaky, clever man,” you said making the both of you giggle. “Only for my beautiful baby,” Paul said passionately, tucking your hair behind your ear with his soft slender fingers. After much anticipation you pulled Paul’s lips to yours, your lips pressing together passionately. After that there was no stopping the both of you. Paul’s soft lips began to move against yours as he let his fingers lightly trail up your thigh, causing a soft moan to escape your lips and a shiver to run throughout your body. You ran your fingers through his gorgeous light brown hair as Paul kissed you harder, letting his tongue swipe teasingly at your bottom lip, his already leaking cock pressing up against your thigh. You let your tongue slide against his as you reached down to take Paul’s rock hard member in your hand, pumping him slowly but hard. “Oh Y/N baby, that’s it,” Paul moaned against your lips. Just the sound of his moans set you on fire, making you so wet you almost couldn’t handle it. You let the pace of your hand wrapped around his cock quicken, causing his hand to make it’s way to your breast, squeezing them playfully as he bit down softly on your bottom lip. You then felt a hand wrap around yours, stopping you from pumping Paul’s leaking cock, “F-fuck Y/N, your gonna make me come already if you keep that up,” Paul moaned breathlessly. You giggled as Paul placed a soft, sweet kiss to your lips. “You think that’s funny do you Y/N,” Paul said playfully, a slight growl in his voice. You nodded your head letting another giggle escape your lips, but the giggle didn’t last long as Paul wrapped his soft lips around one of your breast, squeezing the other one, and rubbing your hardened nipple between his finger tips. His lips then left a trail of wet opened mouthed kisses down your body, sending shivers down your spine and your breath to hitch in your throat. He then spread your thighs with the soft palms of his hands tortuously slow, kissing down them, coming extremely close to your dripping wet center. He placed a kiss on your sensitive clit, his eyes looking up to yours with lust, “Now it’s my turn love,” Paul growled, a devilish smile forming across his lips. His tongue expertly swirled around in circles against your clit, causing you to arch your back in pleasure and moan loudly. “S-shit Paul, oh right there,” you moaned. Paul wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking and licking forcefully as you bucked your hips up slightly. “P-Paul you’re gonna make me come already,” you screamed. At that Paul licked up your dripping wet folds slowly, and made his way back up your body, the tip of his cock gliding against your thigh as he did.

Paul pressed his lips to yours passionately, moving them against yours slowly but hard while he took his cock in his hand, gliding the tip up and down your throbbing and very wet center. Both of you were close to your orgasms from all the teasing, and you needed Paul inside of you more than anything, “Paul baby, fuck me please,” you begged as he continued to tease you with his cock. “Mmmm is that what you want my love,” Paul asked in a seductive tone. “Yes! P-please Paul, I need you,” you begged, and at that Paul pushed his throbbing cock deep inside you, making the both of you moan loudly.

“Oh fuck Y/N baby you feel so good! So fuckin’ tight,” Paul moaned as his fingertips dug into your hips and he pushed his member in and out of you at a slow, hard pace. You pulled him into kiss you, both of your tongues exploring each other’s mouths as Paul’s pace quickened. His hips moved against yours expertly as he hit your sweet spot with each thrust. You wrapped your legs around Paul’s waist pulling him impossibly closer to you. You could feel his chest lightly resting against yours as he pumped his cock in and out of you at a delicious pace. “Y/N I-I’m so close baby, fuck you’re so good,” Paul growled into your ear, then placing wet open mouth kisses on your neck, causing you to come closer to the edge. “Oh P-Paul…me too, fuck you make me feel so good,” you moaned bucking your hips up forcefully, causing Paul’s cock to start to twitch inside you. Paul began to pound into you hard, the sound of skin on skin filling the room along with your loud moans. You bucked your hips up, moving them in sync with his thrusts, causing you to reach your climax. You moaned his name loudly as a powerful orgasm ripped through you, your walls tightening around his now twitching and throbbing cock. “Come for me baby, come inside me Paul,” you moaned as you continued to buck your hips against his. “F-fuck Y/N! Oh baby,” Paul moaned as he came inside you, thrusting into you sloppily and roughly, practically screaming your name. As you came down from your orgasms, Paul kissed your lips sweetly and tenderly, his cock still throbbing inside of you.

Paul then laid you on top of him, your chest pressed against his, your hands moving absentmindedly across his glistening chest. Paul stared into your eyes, his thumb gliding across your bottom lip. “I love you so much my beautiful Y/N.” You smiled at him and brushed your hand along his still flushed cheek, “And I love you my handsome Paul.” Paul leaned you in for another kiss, his wet lips pressing ever so lightly against yours. “Was this a good surprise baby,” Paul asked his eyebrow raising up slightly, a smile forming on his gorgeous face. “Good…. you mean absolutely incredible! I loved it, I more than loved it, if that’s a thing,” you told him as his fingers traced patterns against your exposed back. “Good baby, oh and by the way, Happy Valentine’s Day,” Paul said, the two of you giggling and kissing each other’s lips playfully. You spent the rest of the night cuddling naked under the covers, eating the chocolates you had bought earlier and watching all the movies you had rented. It was by far the best Valentine’s Day you’ve ever had, and it was spent with the love of your life.

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It is!!

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Professor McCartney (FanFic)

Lately I've been having major 90s Paul feels....and I came up with Professor McCartney and omfg! Holy PAULGASM! Enjoy loves! Feel free to send me any ideas or requests. (I only do Paul fanfics because I write the best using my love Paul) :)

You always sat in the front row when you had Professor McCartney’s class, only so you could get a better view of him. He was tall, handsome, and sexy, he had longish hair that was a perfect mix of white and grey. He was in his late forty’s going on fifty. You were very much into older men and Professor McCartney drove you crazy. You’d admire him as he lectured, watching his perfect lips move, paying close attention to the scar on his upper lip. Ugh! The lip scar turned you on so much. You didn’t know why, you just loved it and would dream of kissing it…. licking it even. When he would stand in front of the class your eyes would linger to his bulge, you could tell he was huge just by looking at the huge bulge in his pants. During class you would throw him flirty glances, but wouldn’t make it too obvious. You’d bite your lip and lick your lips whenever he looked at you, making him stammer in his speech, distracted by you. You could tell he wanted you as well because you’d feel his eyes on you while you took a test, and you’d catch him biting his lip out of the corner of your eye. You were nervous to advance him, the question of him possibly not wanting you back and you’d feel so embarrassed if he didn’t feel the same. But you didn’t want to wait anymore. Today after class you were going to tell Professor McCartney exactly how you felt…. the only thing was, how on earth were you going to do it?

            You waited until all the other students had gone, taking your time putting your things into your backpack so no one came onto what you were doing. Your heart was beating fast and your palms were sweating, but you wanted him so badly. Once everyone left you walked to Professor McCartney’s desk. When you got to the side of his desk he looked up at you with his gorgeous big brown puppy dog eyes and said, “How may I help you Ms. Y/N.” You stared into his eyes, shuffling your feet nervously and biting your lip back. “Well I-I…. you see Professor McCartney I-I’m nervous to tell you.” He cut you off, taking your hand in his, rubbing his thumb in circles over the top of your hand, “Nervous to tell me what darlin’,” Professor McCartney asked with a smirk. “It’s just that…. I-I find you very attractive professor….” He giggled a little; your cheeks had turned a light shade of pink. You were nervous about what his response would be. But to your surprise he stood up grabbing your waist tightly in his strong hands, turning you around so you were pressed up against the desk. Professor McCartney bit his lip as he studied your chest rising and falling quickly. “Well Y/N baby…. it’s funny you say that because I’ve been attracted to you since the minute I saw you. You’re so sexy…and beautiful,” Paul said as he let his hand glide up and down your thigh, sending shivers throughout your whole body. Now that you knew he felt the same you felt more confident and said, “Professor McCartney…. I think I need to be tutored.” You let your hands glide down his strong chest, causing him to close his eyes and let out a slight moan. He then stared at you, his eyes filled with lust, “A tutor in what Y/N darlin’.” You let your finger glide across his bottom lip, “I need you to teach me how to fuck you Professor McCartney.” Paul’s grip on your hips tightened as he leaned in close to your ear, letting his lips lightly glide across your earlobe, “Oh baby, that’s my favorite subject to teach,” he said pulling back and leaving a wet, open mouthed kiss on your neck.

            Paul then pressed his hips against yours, grinding against you slightly. “You’re a dirty little girl aren’t you,” Paul growled as he stared into your eyes. “Only for you Professor,” you said as your eyes studied his oh-so kissable lips. Paul bit his lip hard and then finally pressed his lips against yours, soft at first but then harder. You loved the feeling of his lips moving against yours, both of you letting small moans escape your lips as you kissed. Paul continued to grind against you. You could feel his hard cock against your waist. You then felt his tongue glide across your bottom lip, begging for entrance. You opened your mouth, both of your tongues moving against each other’s, making you even more wet. Paul pulled away, his hips still firmly pressed against yours, “Now Y/N before I can fuck that sweet little pussy of yours…. you’ve got to get my cock nice and wet baby.” The way he talked to you drove you crazy! He was pure sex! You couldn’t contain your feelings and desires for him. “Yes Professor McCartney,” you said as you winked at him and began to unbutton his trousers. He moaned when you pulled his trousers off along with his boxers. Your eyes widened as you stared at his huge, already leaking cock in front of you. You got on your knees and took the length of his cock in your hand, pumping him slowly. “Oh fuck Y/N…oh darlin’ just like that,” Paul moaned as you continued to pump his cock in your hand. Finally you began to lick in slow circles around his tip, winning a loud moan from him. “Y/N baby p-please…suck my cock,” Paul moaned breathlessly. You didn’t waste anytime after that, and put all of his length in your mouth. You began to bob your head up and down faster, sucking hard on his cock. Paul let his fingers glide through your hair, gripping your hair lightly in his hand. Paul threw his head back, moaning as he thrusted his cock in your mouth slightly, but enough to make you choke a little. You then slowly took his length out of your mouth, looking up at him and staring into his eyes. “Am I doing this correctly Professor McCartney.” “Fuck baby you’re doing it perfectly…. but now it’s my turn,” Paul growled as he stood you up and crashed his lips hard against yours.

            As he kissed you, you felt his hands begin to slide your skirt and panties off. As soon as they were off he let his fingers glide down to your throbbing, extremely wet pussy. He took his middle finger and glided it up and down your clit, making you moan as you kissed him. “You like that baby don’t you,” Paul moaned against your lips. All you could who was whimper, the pleasure being so intense that you couldn’t even speak. He then pumped two of his fingers in and out of you, causing you to throw your head back and moan his name loudly. This only made him pump faster. As he pumped his long, slender fingers inside of you he kissed and sucked on your neck, you could feel him leaving a trail of hickies along your neck as well. “F-fuck Professor I’m close already,” you said breathlessly. He pulled his fingers out slowly and took them into his mouth, sucking your juices from his fingers as his eyes stared into yours, causing you to bite your lip and whimper just at the sight of that. “I think you’re nice and wet for me baby,” Paul said as he got closer to you…letting the tip of his cock slide up and down your clit, “You ready for me to fuck you nice and hard Y/N,” Paul said in a low voice. “Please P-Paul…give it to me,” you moaned as you let your hands glide to his back…. digging your nails into his skin gently. “What did you just call me Y/N,” Paul said…teasing you still by only pushing the tip of his cock inside you. “I-I said give it to me,” you whimpered. Paul gripped your hips tightly, “Oh no baby…. you call me Professor McCartney when you want to be fucked…understand,” he growled pushing more of his cock inside of you. “I-I fuck me Professor McCartney…p-please,” you practically screamed as Paul slammed his huge cock deep inside of you.

            Paul pounded into you…your back pushing hard up against his desk. “Shit Y/N, you feel so fuckin’ tight and good baby,” Paul moaned as his pace quickened. You let your fingers run through his hair, gripping it hard when he’d hit your sweet spot, making you moan. “P-Professor McCartney…oh fuck you’re so good,” you moaned while he pounded into you, his fingers digging in your waist. “Yeah…you love it don’t you…you naughty girl…wanting me to teach you how to fuck me,” Paul said breathlessly. Paul stopped for a moment…making you buck your hips upward, not wanting the pleasure to stop. “P-professor…wha-what are you doing,” you whined. Paul brang his lips to your ear again whispering, “Bend over the desk darlin’.” You obeyed…pulling his cock out of you slowly, sending shivers all over your body. You bent over his desk and Paul lined himself up with your slick entrance…teasing you again with his cock. He then leaned over you and whispered in your ear, “Wanna know what I do sometimes durin’ class Y/N?” You whimpered, nodding your head yes as he continued to tease you….grinding the length of this cock up and down your folds slowly. “Durin’ class…. when I see you bite your lip when you look at me…it makes me so hard Y/N baby…So I’ll sit in my desk and wank me cock thinking about fucking you.” You let a moan escape your lips…the thought of him wanking during class, while thinking about you, making you more wet then you already were. “Oh Professor…why didn’t you let me watch,” you said. “You dirty fuckin’ girl,” Paul moaned, “Next time your gonna suck me off under my desk.” At that, Paul finally thrusted his big hard cock back inside of you, making you scream. As he pounded into you, he let his hands rest on your bum…giving it a squeeze that drove you crazy, “S-spank me Professor McCartney…p-please,” you moaned. “Fuck Y/N.... I love how dirty you are,” Paul hissed as he spanked your ass hard…leaving a mark. He continued to spank you over and over again…making you come closer to your climax each time he did. “F-fuck Professor I’m gonna c-cum,” you moaned loudly. “Shit darlin’…. I want you to scream my name like a good little girl when you cum for me,” Paul moaned as he quickened his pace…his cock slamming into you so hard you felt as if you could pass out…it felt so good! Paul leaned over you…taking your breasts in his hands as he squeezed them playfully. He then growled in your ear, “Cum all over my cock baby,” and at that you were thrown over the edge. You screamed his name as you experienced the best orgasm of your life. You whimpered and pushed your hips back…causing his cock to be deeper inside of you. “F-fuck Y/N I’m so c-close,” Paul moaned breathlessly.

            You pulled his cock out and laid him down on his desk and straddled his hips…. taking his member in your hand and giving it a hard squeeze. You didn’t want to tease him…you wanted to make him orgasm so you wasted no time sitting down on his cock. You bounced up and down on his cock hard and fast…making him throw his head back and close his eyes…making him moan your name. “Y/N b-baby I’m gonna cum,” Paul moaned loudly as he thrusted his hips upward sloppily…shooting his warmth inside of you. As he came down from his orgasm you grinded against him…slowly pushing his cock in and out of you. Paul brushed his hand against your cheek and pulled you in close…kissing your lips passionately. You pulled his cock out of you slowly and laid on top of him…your chest against his. You glided your hands against his sweaty, strong chest and looked into his beautiful brown eyes, “So Professor McCartney…did I pass,” you said, both of you giggling at your question. He let his hand glide down your back…resting it lightly on your bare bum, “Y/N you did more than just pass baby…. but that doesn’t mean I’m done tutoring you,” he said in a low voice, giving your bum a light squeeze. You tensed your body against his, “Well, Professor…that means I’ll be seeing you after class more often.” You gave him a wink and bit your lip, “Oh Y/N dariln’…you’ll be seeing me after class every day…understood,” he growled. You nodded your head yes as he pulled you in for another heated kiss.

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Can't get over how perfect my Paulie looks in this picture <3 

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Paul McCartney Totally Fucking Knows About His Tumblr Fandom... He Has Too