You jump when hands ghost over your thighs, pushing up and under the long shirt that adorns your body. Calum presses his warm body up behind you and you can feel his breath on your neck, “morning baby.” he says, voice low and crackly.
When you turn in his arms, you note the messy curls that are a result of bed head, and the way his eyes arent fully open, as if he’s still half asleep. The lazy smile he throws your way lets loose a million butterflies in your tummy as you grin up at your boyfriend.
“Hi, how did you sleep?” you ask, arms wrapping around behind the back of his neck so you can get even closer to him.
“Good.” he says, “tell me baby,” he leans in, lips almost brushing yours with every word, “did you get the sensation today?”
You laugh, happy you chose to wear this shirt of all his shirts today. It’s one of your favourites.
“The sensation?” you smirk, looking up at him.
“yeah baby, the sensation.” he grinds his front against yours so you can feel his already hard cock, straining against the confinements of his sweatpants.
“No sir, I don’t believe i have had the sensation yet today.”
“Would you like to?”
***
this was posted as part of my 1 year with patreon celebration :)
hi baby. REQUEST TIME!!! Can you do one for Dom H being hella proud that his sugar baby did well on finals and papers? She was being a bit bratty while writing the essays and he had to coax her through it and get her to take care of herself because doing well means a lot to him. so he'd be so proud. and i need you to murder me please
***
She slinks up behind him, dragging her hands from over his shoulders to his mid chest as she pulls him in backwards for a hug. Her cheek pressed against his, breathing matching with his, she opens her mouth to murmur a greeting, but Harry’s quick to it.
“How many words?”
She freezes, a pout on her face. “What?”
“You heard me.”
“A thousand four hundred.”
“Which means you’ve got six hundred left.” His fingers move quickly on the laptop, refusing to look at her. He feels her jaw clench against his own, and he purses his lips. “Go.”
“I’m taking a break,” she tells him, walking around the sofa to plop down next to him, a smile on her face. “Let’s take a break together.”
“No. Go finish up.”
She huffs and crosses her arms, laying her head on his shoulder and staring up at him. “But I wanna spend time with you.”
“Imagine all the time you’ll have to spend with me the quicker you finish that paper.” It’s like he has all these answers queued up and ready to go, and the truth is that he does because this is the third “break” she’s on, pestering him to provide her with attention. Every answer is the same, every response from her is the same, however eventually he has to glance up and scold her back to the dining room and finish her paper. She’d been stressing over it for so long and now that she’s four pages in, he doesn’t want her creative process to end because he’s agreed to a lengthy break. Besides, he knows her very well and once the break begins, once her laptop is forgotten and his is discarded, she’ll never get that studious mindset back and right now he can’t afford that. This paper has been bothering her to no end for the past few weeks and it’s the last remaining one. Just one more, he keeps telling her and they’ll be done for the semester, spending hours and hours putting copious amounts of love on each other, but she’s been stubborn.
Of course, she’s stubborn. It’s who she is.
Her hands slyly push his laptop off his lap and replaces it with her head, staring up at him. “Not a very flattering angle,” she lets him know, but did he really ask?
He finally looks down at her with a disappointed sigh – one that makes her heart hurt a bit, but it’s the price she’ll have to pay in order to get what she wants – and places his hands at his sides. “What are you doing?”
“Spending time with you.”
“Do I need to physically carry you back to the table?”
Her eyes widen and she raises one hand, running her fingers through his strands. “Maybe.”
He sighs once more and rises from the sofa, forcing his hands under her back to make her get off him. She lets out a yelp and a soft “no! no!” but he’s not listening. He stands to his full height and places his hands on her waist, easily picking her up and, despite her moans to put her down, he throws her over his shoulder and begins to walk to the table.
“Put me down!” she grouses, crossing her arms. “I said put me–!”
He enters the kitchen and glances around. He opens up the refrigerator and removes something that she can’t detect. It’s placed on the counter and he continues to mess with some dish. He even walks to the sink once to wash whatever it is and once he’s finished, he’s still holding her with one arm, dangling over his shoulder, and walks back to the dining table. The dish is put down first and then his girlfriend.
She bats his hands away, a pissed off expression on her face. She looks at what he’s prepared. Strawberries.
“Eat,” he says, pushing the bowl towards her.
“I can’t,” she shoots back stubbornly.
“Why not?”
“You didn’t give me a fork.”
His eyes soften a bit, a smile playing on his lips as he turns around to get her a fork. When he returns, she’s got the same look.
“There you go. Eat.”
“Don’t tell me what to do.” She says this, but she reaches for the snack anyway. He hums appreciatively and bends down to kiss the top of her head.
“See you in a bit.”
“Whatever.”
***
Harry’s head picks up when he hears a noise that makes him want to immediately crumble to the floor. He stands up and slowly heads over to his girl. When he reaches the dining table, he’s briefly hit with a moment of blind panic because he’s unsure how to console her. She’s crying. Hard. Sometimes she requires space and sometimes she needs to be picked up and rolled into a sad sushi.
He decides – for his own sanity – that he needs to hold her, so he goes over and turns her chair to him, crouching down beside her. “Hey, love,” he whispers, running his hand softly over her calf. “What’s the matter?”
She’s crying so hard, face covered by her hands. She just shakes her head.
“Sweetheart. Tell me, what’s goin’ on? Is the paper too hard?”
This time she nods, whining and making noises that makes him weak.
“It’s okay. Hey, lemme see you.” He holds her arms and gives them a little pull. Her hands fall away from her face to reveal her red, leaking eyes and quivering mouth. “Oh, love,” he whispers, standing up and bringing her to his chest. “Hey….”
She’s still crying, hiding her face in his shirt, her body trembling under his hands. He holds her tightly. “I’ve got ya,” he murmurs, rubbing her back softly. “It’s alright. Let it out.”
Her fingers bunch up his shirt in her palms, sniffling. It takes her a while to be able to speak, but finally she’s able to stop whimpering and her shudderings spaces out considerably. “Hate this.”
He pouts, pressing his head against hers. “I’ve got you.”
“H-Hate it so much.”
“How much do you have left?”
She sniffles. “250 words.”
“Oh, you’re almost there!” She doesn’t reply, only holding her tighter against him. “Wanna take a break now?”
She shakes her head. “Wanna finish this,” she croaks, pulling back and running the back of her hands over her face. “Get it over with and then…then you and I can cuddle?” Her voice is so sad, with the hint of hopefulness, so how can he say no even if he wanted to ?
“Of course. Just let me know when you’re done, okay? I’ll just be in the living room. I’m right here.”
She only nods and he kisses her head again before walking back to his spot. He’s got to check over his shoulder a few times just to be sure.
***
“I’m all done,” she says quietly, sitting down beside him. A smile spreads over his lips immediately as he shuts his laptop and reaches for her.
“How are you feeling?” he asks quietly, bringing her around the back of the sofa towards him.
“Good,” she murmurs back. “Tired.” Before he can say anything, she adds softly, “Checked my other exams and papers though. Did really well on them.” If possible, the smile on his face continues to stretch across his face as she continues to speak. His hands tug her towards him hurriedly. “Passed all my classes really well.”
“Really? Oh, that’s wonderful! I’m so happy to hear that!”
A watery smile graces her own face. She nods as his hands cup her face. “Yeah.”
“I’m very proud of you!”
Those words. I’m proud of you. He’s happy with her. How warm they make her feel! She can listen to him praise her all day even if she had to do all those exams and tedious papers that made her want to pull her own hair out. He cradles her head to his chest passionately and continues delightfully, “Love, that’s so good. How do you want to celebrate?” He checks the time quickly behind her. “We still have time to get some ice cream. How do you feel about that?”
She shakes her head. Her eyes are closed, simply breathing in his scent. There’s nothing warmer than his embrace and nothing quite as soothing like his hands holding her tight, clinging to her as if she’s as therapeutic as he is to her. His expensive smell, his curls tickling her jaw enough to make her squirm…all of this makes her feel at home. She’s at home with him and this is where she belongs.
“Wanna stay here with you. Y’warm.”
He lays his head on hers. “We can do that.” He holds her, rubbing her back as she goes limp in his arms. “Do you want to take a bath?”
She thinks that it’s ridiculous that he even has to ask her. When has she ever said no to a bath?
“With you?” she softly asks.
“Of course with me.”
She picks her head up just to say: “Did you buy the bubbles? We ran out.”
He laughs gently, eyes shining with fond. “I did actually. Last week. Shall we try them out?” his tone changes quickly though, suddenly concerned. “You must be so exhausted. Did you eat dinner? Are you hungry? I’d rather you eat first because I know you get sleepy in the bath and you just wanna dry off and head to bed afterwards. You always pick sleep over food.”
She doesn’t know how it happens, but her eyes suddenly well up with tears, emotional at how caring and attentive he is. She paws at his chest. “Not hungry,” she whines quietly. “Bath sounds good.”
“Alrighty.”
She feels him tighten his arms around her and she thinks that he’s going to stay in this embrace, but for the second time in that evening, he picks her up and begins walking out of the living room. She does little to stop him, just laying her head on his shoulder and sighing.
She’s carried to the bathroom where she’s put down on the floor gently and then he reaches for the knobs. Hot water first then lukewarm water. They’ve taken plenty of baths together to know the deal. She watches as his hand tests the water before wiping it down his sweats and reaching into the cabinet. She moves out of his way, swiping a hand over her face to catch any tears, and he notices, sending her a soft “you alright?” to which she nods back to.
The tub is beginning to fill so he begins to grapple at his clothing, removing anything valuable. His phone is placed on the sink along with his watch. Again, she watches from the side as he begins to undress. When he’s down to his boxers, goosebumps spread over all his tattoos, he looks at her and holds his hand out.
A bit timidly, she places her hand in his and he brings her closer, hand on her waist.
He reaches for her shirt, and her hand falls away from him, instead raising her arms so he’s able to pull away the material easier. He smiles when her head emerges from after he tugs the shirt off and then reaches for her jeans. She helps him out by moving her hips back and forth and he wiggles her out of the tight jeans. She steps out of them. Goosebumps cover over her own skin so she wraps her arms around herself.
“”S almost done,” he murmurs, bringing her into a hug. “How are you feeling now?”
“Still good.” She takes the bubbles from him and opens it up, dropping a bit into the water. It turns a lovely pink and then she shuts the water. “Let’s go in.”
She reaches around her and twists her bra clasp and then the underwear follows. Harry just watches adoringly and then follows suit with his boxers. “Want me to test it first, baby?”
“I’ve got it.” She reaches in and tests the water up to her elbow. “It’s perfect.”
He beckons her in and she hums contently as she lowers herself into the water.
He sits on the opposite side of the tub, legs outstretched and a blissful sigh falling from his lips.
“Think we both needed this,” she whispers, eyes closing.
“Reckon we did.”
“It’s so good.”
“I know baby. You deserve it more you know? Those exams really took the life out of you and it really paid off, huh?”
She just nods gently. She slips down further until the bubbles are covering her breasts, all the way up to her shoulders. “Yeah.”
“My smart baby.”
She cracks an eye open at that, a smile spreading across her face. It’s a tired one, but it’s there. “Your baby?” She nudges her boyfriend’s thigh with her toe. “I like when you say that.”
“Yeah?” he hums, splashing the water a bit back. “Do you like it when I say that I love you?”
She takes a deep breath. “You know I do.” She nudges his thigh again, a little lighter. “And I love you back.”
He places a wet hand on his chest dramatically. “Do you?”
“You know I do.”
“Do I?”
“Harry!”
He chuckles lightly, nodding. “Yeah, yeah. I know, baby.”
She submerges a bit more into the water. “I love how you love me.”
“How I love you?”
“Yes,” she says dreamily. “I love how you gave me fruit. And how you’re supportive. And…” she trails off, voice quieter. “I love how you kiss me and hug me and tell me how proud you are of me even though you don’t understand my school work.”
“Baby,” he whispers, “that’s my job. I’m your boyfriend. I’m always going to be supportive.”
“I know but,” she sighs and glances up, “I know people who have just mediocre boyfriends and then there’s you and you’re just…you’re so…good, you know? I’m so happy that I have someone like you.”
His eyes have gone all soft watching her struggle with her words. “Darling, I–”
“I just can’t express it sometimes and yeah you forced me to eat strawberries and offered the break, and I didn’t like it, but it was what was best for me and I’m just thinking, what if I didn’t have a person like you to keep me healthy.” She’s fully rambling now. “Do I treat you as well as you treat me?”
“You do,” he softly insists. He crosses the line between them and is on her side, pulling her in between his legs and holding her close. “You have no idea how much you take care of me. And all that? I just really enjoy doing it. You’re my love and I can’t think of a time I wouldn’t take care of you. Hey,” he kisses her head firmly. “I love you. And I’m so fucking proud of you.”
She stares up at him with sparkling eyes. He cups her cheeks and forces a smile on her face because of the bubbles lingering on their skin now. “Yeah?”
“Yes,” he says, kissing her forehead and then her nose,and then finally her mouth. She melts into the kiss, heart rate spiking, her hands cupping his jaw as well. “My good girl.”
She grins at him and says without missing a beat: “Yours.”
of course!!! i’m gonna split it into categories so it makes more sense (some of these writers aren’t active on here anymore but I’ll put them in here anyway!)
dad!5sos:
• delilah by @valentinesirwins - I love this so so much it makes me want a baby with ashton 🥺
• this blurb by @sublimehood of cal with a newborn makes me so soft 🥺 (read all of her fics and blurbs though they’re all amazing)
• this blurb by @c-sainthood is so SWEET wow my baby fever is out of control
• I don’t think @themhoodgirlz is active anymore but I adore all of her writing, especially Donuts (dad!luke) Never Enough (singledad!luke & smut) and For Your Eyes Only (dad!michael & smut)
• Like you, Like me by @bringmethehorizonandpizza - I literally just read this and wow jsjsjsjs I want a baby that looks like calum 🥺
• this drabble by @defcliff0rd wow I adore it !!!! so soft singledad!michael
• Best Friend by @calumh-excess - best friend is the first part of a series that I absolutely love! H writes fics including POC and she’s amazing!
• Eggs by @cliffordchick - this is so soft honestly jsjsjsjs and check out all the other fics/blurbs from this writer !!! I love this blog so much
fluff:
• babysitting with cal by @deadmancrawling is just the SWEETEST thing it’s so soft 😭 we love uncle!calum
• milkshake by @hotmessmichael !! em is such a talented writer and it makes me want michael to take care of me (also read all of em’s other fics!)
• Hold My Hand by @morningfears - it’s a collage!calum au and it’s so sweet and soft and makes me want Calum in my life
angst:
• I’ll always protect you by @glitterprincelu - if you want your heart to break ksjsjsjs I cried the first time I read this, it’s angst and dad!calum and it’s very very sad (honestly just read all of Ida’s work, it all melts/breaks my heart but I love her anyway)
• to save a life by @irwinkitten - also very sad (my friends love to hurt people) but so soft & it’s dad!ashton!
smut:
• Floral by @softforcal - it’s tattoo artist!cal which is one of my fave au’s, it’s slow burn so you get to know the characters and there’s smut at the end! I LOVE this so much, and check out the rest of her writing too 💕 one of my amazingly talented friends!
• this blurb by @flannelpunkcalum just makes me want calum to be in love with me
• Slow by @snapbackcake - I want slow sex with Ashton I love this so much 😩
• Domestic!Michael by @michaelgclifford - this writer isn’t really active on here anymore but wow all of her fics and blurbs are so soft I just love them so much
• With you at my side by @smuttyscribbles - I adore this so so SO much I just want two babies that look like luke🥺
• Pierced by @twilightparker - I’m in love with piercer!cal wow (also read the rest of her writing it’s all so so good!)
• Soft by @morningfears - I love this so so much it’s so calming (all of this writer’s fics and blurbs are just amazing i’m in love with them)
blurbs:
• blurbs by @calpops - you get a bit of everything !!!
• @flannelpunkcalum also does amazing blurbs!!
• blurbs by @worshipkink - honestly so many kinks & amazing blurbs that she deserves more credit for! (also send her some love, people on twitter suck💕)
• blurbs by @rakkaroses are amazing too!
other:
• Gold in the Clouds by @cakesunflower - an angel!ashton au which is absolutely LOVE summer is so talented!
so there we go !!! I hope you find some stuff you like, I love all of these talented writers !!! 💕
okay babe here i am. you happy? where do i even start. lets go demon because i unleashed that on Laura earlier so now u get some too. so you're one of Demon Cal's playthings. he adores coming in and just wrecking you and you take it because it's mind blowing and you feel so dirty afterwards but in a good way, loving the marks he leaves on your skin and the way you can almost feel his hand around your neck even hours after he's left. so one day you get a text and open your front door 1/?
and he’s standing there but HE’S FUCKING BLONDE and you’re kind of shook because you did not expect that. but he pushes past you into your place and gives you this look that means he probably doesn’t want to talk about the hair. he pushes you against the wall and begins to kiss you, grinding against you and lifting your legs to wrap around his waist. your fingers go into the short, blonde hair and give it a small tug and he laughs at you actually inflicting pain instead of receiving (2/?)
and he’s just like “what’s gotten into you baby?” and you just moan about how pretty the new hair is and he just melts because you like it and he also kind of likes the pain? he’s never really been a receiver but your fingers tugging on his hair is driving him wild. he throws you on a table and goes between your legs and your hands go to his hair again as he begins to DEVOUR you and you’re tugging at his hair and he’s moaning and you know you’re affecting him which is hot as fuck (3/?)
and he proceeds to just roughly fuck the shit out of you on every surface of your apartment. multi orgasms, over stim, choking with his beautiful ring clad fingers, spanking, everything and you tug on his hair and scratch his back and when you draw blood its black (because he’s a demon) but its so sexy and intimate and you’ve never seen him bleed or in pain before and it’s just fucking wild. and when he finally cums you practically pass out because holy shit but then when you wake up (4/?)
he’s still there?! and he’s never been there in the mornings before. he’s on his stomach, torn up back exposed, white hair contrasting against the black silk sheets and pillow as his golden skin looks amazing and you’ve never seen him vulnerable like that. you move slightly and he wakes up, pretending its the most normal thing in the world that he’s there and he takes one look at you and says “yum, breakfast” and devours you AGAIN (?/?) okay im done now
oh my??? gOD???? what in the goddamn fuck i literally cannot breathe rn what the fuck dana i need like,,,,a lifetime to recover from this
hey babe. saw you wanted to talk about demons. well. here i am. Demon Cal being assigned to protect you, a weak human, for some dumb fuck reason he doesn't even remember and at first he kind of hates you because you're such a weak human but he starts to realize how adorable it is that you're so helpless. the sinful thoughts of exploiting that helplessness come soon after he's assigned to you and he spends any hours of the day thinking about the beautifully dirty things he would do to you (1/?)
Then one day he’s with you, and you’re usually pretty scared of him because he’s a ducking demon and he can tell that for some reason today you’re even more freaked out and he’s relishing in your fear as he gets even slightly close to you, you’re in your kitchen cooking and he comes behind you and sets his hands on either side of the table, locking you in place and making you freeze and your heart is just pounding as he simply breathes against your neck and finally pushes forward a little (2/?)
And he grins himself against your bum and he’s already hard as fuck from watching you be a useless human and you let out a small moan and he just laughs at you but his hand presses you down so your face is against the table and he dirty talks the shit out of you about how you like that he’s dangerous and your heart is racing and you’re weak and he just eats up your small sounds and small “yes sirs” and makes you beg for it because maybe you’re not worth his time and a demon fuck is a blessing 3
Which is ironic but whatever, and he gets you begging for anything, he ends up fucking you against the table and ripping your clothes off then making you look at him while he makes you cum over and over, eyes turning black and a delicious smile spreading across his face as he sees the fear conflicting with the lust in your eyes . Ok I’m done
...hi i did NOT have to wake up to this omg i’m still reeling but maybe you’re like collateral for someone else’s deal with the devil so Calum’s there to make sure you’re not going anywhere and to drag you to hell if your friend doesn’t complete their bargain but you really try not to think about that and at first he’s so mean bc he can’t believe you have to eat again you just ate yesterday and how he has to go with you on public transportation and how you little heart starts pounding when you see him, like all that adrenaline could prtect you. he keeps calling you a foolish little human like it’s your fault you’re in this position until one day you’re reaching for something on a high shelf and he comes up behind you and holds you up against him while he grabs it and with your warm little body against his he feels more true desire than he has in thousands of years and he swears then before he’s called away from you he’s gonna make you his completely
and like you can feel the shift because he’s started giving your body these long, intense, hungry looks and when you catch him doing it he just smiles at you as you blush and break his gaze. and you’re trying to ignore it until that day when he cages you in and presses himself against your back and you’re wondering is this it and you know he can hear your heart pick up bc he laughs a little and you feel his breath against your neck before he bends his head down to kiss you there and when you try to move he just presses closer and traps your hips there and grinds down and when you moan despite yourself you can feel that smirk against your skin before he pushes you down and starts rubbing you through your pants to feel you squirm against him
oh my god you never let me down, already with Who Do You Love Cal gifs? fuck me up they're so good. yo. so there's like a second of content of Calum looking up as Drew climbs up that rig and i don't know why i find it so hot? like ? they all looked so good watching Drew climb but Calum? OOOF but it's literally like .2seconds of content and im so upset, but like, if you have time (and no pressure) could you gif that? but if not its chill. im just gonna rewatch it like 50 times haha <3
aw thank you! and i believe this is the shot you’re talking about?
“oh Y/N!?” Ashton is the first to pick up on the first few notes of your song, “we love her!” The group immediately begins to bop up and down, shoulders moving in tune with your new track.
“we’d definitely collab with her in the future.” Michael confirms.
“Y/N, if you’re watching this,” Luke begins, breaking character for a moment to laugh when his band mates giggle at his antics, “come on tour with us!”
“Yeah, you can have Cal’s bunk, he can sleep on the couch.” Michael quips.
“Hey!” Calum laughs.
“Be nice Cal, offer your bunk.” Ashton nudges Calum and they break into a fit of giggles.
“but seriously,” Michael says between laughs, “Y/N, we love you, come through.”
**
this was posted as part of my 1 year with patreon celebration
