I totally ship you with luke you two would honestly be so cute!!
awhhhh thanks pal
ship: LUKE ObviOUSlyplace you meet: at the supermarket he can’t find a specific thing so he asks you because he thinks you work therewho wants kids first: you / himwho misses the other more when away: you / himwho takes random pictures of you two: you / himwho plans the dates: you / himbest friend: mike | luke | cal | ashcuddle buddy: mike | luke | cal | ashwho you go to for advice: mike | luke | cal | ash
url: 10/10icon: 10/10posts: 10/10overall: 1000/10do i follow you? no sorry / I am now / yes / FOREVER
I’m so bored today so i thought why not do ships + mini blogrates (also i wanna reach my goal but that’s beside the point)
what you need to do:
✏ reblog this
✏ follow me
✏ have an about/face page
✏ send me a question/wyr/mlt/fmk/anything really OR ship me
what you get:
ship:
place you meet:
who wants kids first: you / him
who misses the other more when away: you / him
who takes random pictures of you two: you / him
who plans the dates: you / him
best friend: mike | luke | cal | ash
cuddle buddy: mike | luke | cal | ash
who you go to for advice: mike | luke | cal | ash
also:
url: ?/10
icon: ?/10
posts: ?/10
overall: ?/10
do i follow you? no sorry / I am now / yes / FOREVER
i got tagged to do this about me thing by hoodcalxm (jordy ♥) so lets do this
Name: Lexi
Birthday: 07/27/98 I’m a leo
Gender: female
Sexual orientation: straight ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Height: ........4′11
Favorite color: BLACK LIKE MY SOUL. but also pastel colors
Current date & time: 5/4/2015, 11:52 pm (maybe the 4th be with u huehue)
Last thing googled: “herd of pugs”, I like harassing my brother with pics of pugs
First thing that comes to mind: butts
Favourite books: all John Green’s, Stephen King’s books, harry potter series (duh), ugh I’ve read so much that I blank on this question
Favourite movies: Spring Breakers, Donnie Darko, Gummo, Palo Alto, Pans Labyrinth, Gone Girl, Grave Encounters, A Clockwork Orange, The Virgin Suicides, Melancholia, any horror film, the list goes on and on and onnnn I’m a movie fanatic.
Favorite shows: Spongebob, American Horror Story, Breaking bad, Sons of Anarchy, The Walking Dead, Friends, Bob’s Burgers, Game of Thrones, Bates Motel, Attack on Titan, blah blah blah.
Favourite drink: water, tea, COFFEE, lemonade, jones soda
Alcohol: Viniq
Last movie watched in theaters: Lazarus Effect???? or was it Chappie.....
Dream holiday: idec anywhere beautiful I have a bad case of wanderlust
Dream Wedding: Really nice beach wedding and then a killer reception so bomb my underwear will fall off
Dream job: Actress or musician ( @god why u playin games)
i tagggggg: uneager, ashfuckwin, gothcoast, stupidlucas, mermaidb0nes, immeability, and everyone in ss- clemmings
i’ve already told you what i think about you haha but again i think i’ve been following you since forever like really i think you were one of the first blogs i’ve followed! and you are really cool i really like seeing you on my dash, i really like your blog and i’m happy we’re mutuals! x
send me a tumblr user’s url and I’ll tell you what I think of them
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2.4k
Content: Blow job, car sex, whiny sub!calum
AN: it’s gonna be a wild ride (hahahaha)
“So, are we gonna talk about this?” He asks, his head thrown back against the headrest, his fingers tapping against the steering wheel. I resist throwing him a glare and prop my feet up on the dashboard.
“I don’t know, Calum, can you give me a straight answer?” I hear him sigh, his hand suddenly gripping the steering wheel.
“Y/N, I already told you that noth-”
I cut him off, turning in the passengers seat until I was facing him head on. “Calum, I’m aware nothing happen. Nothing happened because I showed up before it could! I want you to tell me what was go-”
“Nothing was going on!”
“Do not interrupt me.” The anger in my voice noticeably shocks him and he sits up straight, his eyes now locked with mine. “She wasn’t touching your arm like that to be friendly, Calum. She was flirting with you and you were letting her!”
Calum sighs again, but this time he reaches his hand through the distance between us and takes my hand in his. “Baby, I didn’t realize, okay? I’m a stupid teenage boy, I don’t realize when I’m being flirted with unless the flirtee is being a hundred percent obvious.”
“You… didn’t realize that the girl sitting in your lap was flirting with you? Tell me you’re lying.”
Calum’s eyes fall to his lap, his hand tightening around mine. I’m starting to think he’s not gonna answer when he lifts his head, brown eyes widened. Fuck.
“Don’t. Calum Thomas Hood, don’t you fucking dare pull that shit right now!” He puffs his lip out at this, furrowing his eyebrows.
Snatching my hand away from him, I point my finger at him accusingly. “Answer my question or I’m walking home.”
He stops his pouting but his eyes remain wide. “Y/N, you’re not walking… do you even know how far away from home we are?”
“Answer me.” It’s a whisper of a demand but it’s all it takes for him to realize the severity of our current situation.
“I shouldn’t have let her sit on me, even though it is true that I didn’t realize she was flirting with me, it was wrong. I’m sorry, Y/N, honestly baby, I am.” He leans over the center console to press his lips against mine ever so gently, testing to waters. It’s only when I kiss him back that his hands find my face, one cupping the back of my neck and keeping me close, the other stroking my cheek. He pulls away from me hesitantly, brown eyes flickering across my face trying to find any sort of apprehension. When he finds none, he smiles. “I’m all yours, baby. Only yours.”
His words send a shiver through my entire body and I grab him by the collar of his shirt, kissing him hard. Neither of us care when our nose’s bonk or when our teeth clash, all we care about is each others mouths and the hands roaming hot bodies. The air in the car is hot with tension and when his cold hand slips under the clasp of my bra, I pull away, panting for air.
Calum’s cheeks are pink, his lips red, and his eyes hold a glimmer of hope. Hope that I’ll relieve the fire inside of his body.
“Get in the backseat.” I order in the sexiest voice I can muster while attempting to calm my heavy breathing. Without a second to spare, Calum’s tripping over himself, his long legs tangling together as he climbs over the center console and into the backseat where his hands instantly go to the button of his jeans. I laugh at this, resting my hand over his fumbling ones, his wild eyes boring into me. “Slow down, speed racer, we’ll get there eventually.” His head falls back and a whine spills from his throat.
I can’t help but smile at him as I straddle his waist, running my hands up the span of his flannel covered chest. He watches the movement of my hands smoothing the rumpled fabric, and when my lips kiss the spot under every undone button of his flannel as I slowly strip him, he lets out a breathy laugh, throwing his head back against the window.
“You’re trying to kill me.” He whispers, brushing the hair from my face as my fingers undo the last button and my lips fall to the skin directly above this briefs. He yanks the flannel off at my command, settling himself back against the door and motioning with his eyes to continue, a small smile gracing his face.
“Baby boy, you have know clue.”
The new nickname causes him to tense and when I start unwrapping the scarf from around my neck, I watch his eyes flood with knowing.
“Baby, wha-”
A moan breaks through his lips when I move my denim covered crotch against his growing bulge. He doesn’t fight me when I grab for his hand, tying the fabric securely around his wrist before looping it through the grab bar above the window and around his other. He only watches my movements, excitement settled into his features.
“What are you doing, Y/N?”
“Making sure you can’t touch me, baby boy.” I kiss his cheek once I’m done, settling myself back on his lap and grinding down on him slowly. He instantly pulls at his restraints, his hands clutching the blue fabric in an attempt to hold on to something as I lean into him. “You know how bad you are at keeping your hands to yourself.” I kiss him in time with the rhythm of my hips, slow and hard, my fingers combing through his hair and yanking. I continue my slow torture until I finally get the signal I was waiting for; his hips bucking up into mine.
I slide off his lap before he can even comprehend my actions, popping the button of his jeans open and tucking my fingers into their waistband, tugging at them to get his attention.
Calum lifts his hips weakly, his eyes closed and his body shaking slightly, as I drag the soft black denim down his legs. When they’re off and laying in a heap on the floor I take in his appearance.
He’s laid out for me like a present, his arms tied above his head, his body flushed and hot, and his head thrown back. He flares his nostrils when I trail the tip of my index finger down the length of his cock that still remains trapped inside the confines of his boxer briefs, precum darkening the grey fabric.
“Cal, baby, look at me.” The sound of my voice causes his cock to twitch and he bites into his bottom lip roughly when I gently press my palm against his length. He still refuses to look at me and I pretend to pout, dragging my nails down his thighs, ripping a gasp straight from his throat.
“Calum, open your eyes, baby.”
A slight dig of my nails and his eyes shoot open, this pupils blown so wide I can barely see the beautiful brown of his iris’. I smile sweetly, batting my lashes at him.
“Good boy. Now tell me what you want.”
He inhales and exhales shakily. “I-I want your mouth…” He thinks for a second before adding, “Please, baby. P-please.”
I nod my head, hooking my fingers around the band of his boxers and pulling them from his body. His hard cock stands proud against his stomach and he sighs at the relief the loss of fabric brings. “So pretty, baby.” I coo, kissing a bead of precum from his red swollen tip, and he whimpers, his knuckles bouncing off the glass of the window. I wrap my small hand around his length, tracing a prominent vein up and down until his thighs began to shake.
“W-wait!” He yells brokenly as I lean in, mouth parted, ready to take his delicious looking cock into my waiting mouth. I stop at his words, sitting back up and watching him with curious eyes. He licks his swollen lips, trying to get the words off the tip of his tongue.
“Too much clothes..” His voice sounds strange to the both of us and he clears his throat before trying again. “You’re wearing too much.”
I giggle before pulling my shirt off, tossing it into the pile of his clothes, and wiggling myself out of my jeans until I’m only in my unmentionables. He groans at the sight of my blue lace bra, the one he picked out and convinced me to model for him. That little modeling session lead to a very intense makeout session which was followed by him fucking me against the wall of his bedroom with the boys waiting downstairs. He tears his eyes away from the lace and his cock stirs against his stomach. He remembers too.
“Better?” I ask, taking him back into my hand and kitten licking his swollen head.
He nods repeatedly, his eyes squeezing shut as I take him into my mouth fully, bobbing my head up and down his length. “Bet- fuck, Y/N. So much better, oh god.”
I hear his knuckles crack against the window again as I take him as far into my mouth as I can before letting him slip from my mouth completely, stroking him leisurely with my hand as he whines and moans, hips bucking wildly.
“Please, please, please. I need more, Y/N.” The muscles in his stomach contract against my hand as I try to calm his erratic bucking of his hips. I wrap my lips back around him, deep throating him without warning which earns me a deep grunt of approval. His bucking hips were starting to be a problem as he practically fucked my mouth. This wasn’t how I planned this to go but the noises coming from him were making me extremely turned on and I rubbed my thighs together to gain some friction as both my hands held his waist down.
A rather rough thrust of his hips causes me to gag and he falls from my mouth with a pop.
“Baby, you gotta stop moving or I’ll have to stop.” Calum whines at this, shaking his head and muttering sorrys under his breath, my hand stroking his painfully hard cock again. He stops moving and I can see from the quake of his thighs how hard it is for him to control the urge.
“Good boy.” He grins to himself and I take him back into my mouth once again, bobbing faster along his length.
I can tell he’s close, and though I’d love to keep going until he came in my mouth, I was throbbing, my panties soaked with my desire. So I pulled off him, his eyes flying open at the sudden loss of contact.
“Why’d you stop?” He whines almost childlike and I laugh, slipping my panties down my legs and straddling his narrow waist.
“I’m gonna ride you baby. Do you want that?”
“Fuck, yes. Yes I want it.”
“Do you want me to untie you, baby?”
“Yes, please, Y/N. I wanna touch you. Please.”
I smile at his polite, yet needy, answer and quickly release him from the scarf, his hands gripping onto my waist as soon as they’re free.
“Thank fuck.” He mutters under his breath as I line him up to my entrance, slowly sinking down his length with a drawn out moan from the both of us.
Calum lets his head fall forward once he bottoms out, his skin hot to the touch against mine. He kisses my neck, tracing his tongue against the marks he leaves on my skin. When I’m ready, I clench around him and he takes the hint, guiding my hips up and then back down, ripping a moan from my lips when his tip hits my sweet spot.
“Cal, move.” I ordered him, lacing my arms around his neck as he began bouncing me on his length roughly, thrusting up into me as he did so, the sound of skin slapping against skin and my wetness echoing in the small space of his car.
“Fuck, baby...so wet… so, fucking wet.” His hands grip my bum, messaging them with his hand before he lays a quick slap against my skin. The spank causes me to jerk forward, the fire in my stomach spreading through my veins as Cal bucks his hips up into me, hitting my g spot repeatedly.
I was bouncing frantically now, the ball of fire in my stomach threatening to burst with each hard thrust that Calum delivered.
“Calum, I’m so close.” I cry into his neck, my teeth biting into his skin when he picks up the pace at the sound of my words. He slips a hand between us, his fingers finding my clit and presses against it, the pressure amazing but I needed more.
“Fuck, me too babygirl.” His fingers dig into my hips bruisingly and I feel my legs start to shake.
“You’re so fucking tight… shit… cum for me Y/N.” His breath fans my skin as he whispers his words into my cheek, his hand leaving my clit as his strong arms wrap around my sweaty body. He rolls his hips expertly one more time and thats all it takes for me. I scream, my orgasm washing over me so hard and so fast I forget how to breath for a good minute.
“I- I’m cumming, fuck.” He thrusts roughly as my walls clench around him. It only takes a few more sloppy thrusts before he’s cumming, hard, moaning my name into the base of my neck as he rides out both of our orgasms.
Suddenly the only sound in the car is of our heavy breathing as we both come down from our highs, sweaty chests heaving against each other, his arms still wrapped tightly around me.
“Wow.” He says as he pulls out of me but still holds me against him. I giggle, resting my forehead against his.
“I know.”
He rubs our noses together and kisses me gently. “Y/N, I need you to know that you’re the only girl for me.” His face has become serious, looking me dead in the eyes just to show how much he means his words.
“I love you, Calum.” I whisper, dropping my head to lay against his shoulder. Calum rubs his calloused hands up my spine, leaving shivers to sprout goosebumps all over my clammy skin.
