Aviana smiled slightly, relaxing in Luke’s arms, feeling safe, happy, wanted, and she was surprised that she could feel so much for a man she barely knew, but she found herself wanting to fall harder, wanting to dive deeper into the feelings he was bringing out in her. “I’m sorry,” she murmured, her fingers running through his hair still, loving the way it felt to have his curls wrap around her fingers, swearing she never felt more at home. “I missed you, too.” As Luke continued to speak, though, she could feel herself grow hopeful, perking up a bit, and she chewed on her lip, nervous but eager to explore the idea, the possibility, that things could be more than just a one night stand between them. “Yeah? Maybe we’ll get a chance to explore that option.” She left the suggestion in the air, not wanting to be presumptuous, but she laughed quietly when she saw his puppy dog face, finding it adorable. “Alright, alright, ten minutes cuddle time.” Shifting, she kissed him for a moment before she pulled back to climb onto the bed, laying down and stretching out before she patted the spot beside her. “C’mon, then.” She grinned, watching him, taking him in, but she nodded to his words. “Being here with you just feels… Right.”
Calum grinned broadly when he heard Keira laugh, when he felt her arms around his neck, and he squeezed around her gently, loving the way it felt to have her this close, to share this kind of intimacy with her, and he leaned into her touch as she toyed with his hair. “You don’t have to apologize, love,” he promised her, taking her in, swearing that she was the most ethereal vision he’d ever witnessed, and he wanted to experience the sight of her for as long as he could - for forever, if she would allow it. Everything about her was perfection and he found himself wondering if she was aware of it, if she knew the effect she had on him, and he wanted more than anything to ensure that he didn’t give up somebody like her when she was the literal embodiment of perfection. “I have clothes, though,” he chimed out easily, smirking when he felt her hand at the back of his head, kissing her shoulder still gently before he brushed his lips against her neck gently. “We can toss your clothes in the washer while you wait, get them dried, and you can still borrow mine. Three and a half hours is plenty of time for your clothes to be washed and dried.” But, really, he was eager to see her in his clothes, if she allowed him the opportunity to see such a sight. Just the thought of it had him shifting under her a bit, but he lifted his gaze to examine her, waiting patiently for her decision, but taking her in, amazed by her beauty. “God, you’re perfect, do you know that?” Grinning with the thought, he leaned to press his lips to hers for a moment, though still waiting on her decision.
Wren chewed on her lip when she felt Ashton’s nails digging into her skin, and she swore she’d never felt like she belonged anywhere as much as she felt like she belonged there, in Ashton’s presence. It was an odd thought to pass through her mind when she was in this sort of situation, but she couldn’t help it. Regardless, she laughed quietly to Ashton’s words. “A needy one, aren’t you?” she murmured teasingly, feeling her eyes close over when she felt Ashton kiss her forehead, and she swore she could feel her heart swelling in the best way with the feeling, surprised with how sweet he could be when he was trying to tempt her. “I dunno, you might need to talk me into it a little, I may not be fully convinced just yet.” She smirked slightly with her own words, but she gave the quietest noise of approval that she could manage when Ashton kissed her neck, before their lips were against each other, and she grinned when he tugged at her lip, feeling her resolve dissolving into the air. “Good morning,” she murmured in response, though she gave a noise of surprise, laughing against his lips when he lifted her, her arms sliding around his neck as she pressed close to him, giving in enough to press her lips fully to his, wanting to enjoy this as much as she could.
Michael couldn’t help the grin that spread across his features when he felt Olivia leaning into his hold, and he couldn’t help but to draw her a little closer, just wanting to enjoy the feeling of the weight of her in his arms for as long as he could. Her presence there with him was almost beyond what he could imagine, but knowing that she existed, that he’d spent an entire night with her, tangled up in sheets and each other, he couldn’t bring himself to ever want to let her go. “I quite enjoyed that. And everything that happened before it,” he informed her with a small smirk, leaning into her touch easily, loving the way it felt to have her skin against his in any way that he was allowed to experience the sensation, swearing it was the most fantastic thing he ever knew, next to Olivia’s body in general. When she brushed her lips against his, he smirked, leaning further in, just wanting to relish in the feeling of being like this with her for as long as he could. “I’m sure school can wait a bit,” he murmured, nipping at her lip in return, “Though, why is today important?” He was curious, he could admit - and he wanted to show her that he cared about her, about what she wanted, about what was important to her. He wanted her to know that he was worthy of her, in more than just sex, and that she meant more to him than just sex, too. “Well, I would certainly hope so,” he murmured with a grin, tugging her closer, his hands resting on her hips to rub her hips gently. “I can’t imagine myself giving this up so easily, after all.”
June 19th, 2019 at 02:33pm